I do NOT own DBZ.
Okay first my little shout out. To the one reviewer who actually reads this thing. I would put your name out there but you know, haha, you might try to kill me or something.
Well I took your advice and Yamcha's here. Really! This time he is. I don't think I'm gonna have Goku kill him. I might who knows. I just don't know how long I want this fic to be sooo……. Anyway.
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Chi-Chi arrived at the club ready to go. The lights were flashing and the music was pounding as she stepped inside. She just barely managed to get through the crowd of people that was barricading the door. She went over to the bar all the while hoping to see somewhat of a familiar face (hint, hint). Her newfound friend Danny was nowhere to be seen so she went over to the bar and took an empty seat.
The bartender came over and asked her with a smirk, "May I get you anything beautiful?"
"Sure, I'd like a margarita (hell if I know what they really drink). The bartender turned around and fixed her drink with lightning speed and pushed it towards Chi-Chi.
"It's on the house." Chi-Chi smiled as thanks to the guy and turned around in her seat to scope out anyone potentially interesting to talk to. She noticed with some surprise a friend of hers by the name of Yamcha. He was sitting in a crowd of girls, flirting with every single one. She couldn't help but stare as her thoughts went off into what he was even doing here.
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All of a sudden Yamcha turned in her direction and noticed Chi-Chi and gave her a smile. Chi-Chi freaked! She didn't even think about the fact that he might tell Goku when all of a sudden it came to mind. Yamcha left his company and started towards her. The seat next to Chi-Chi was empty and Yamcha quickly made use of it.
"So Chi. What are you doing here?" asked a flabbergasted Yamcha. All Chi-Chi had to do was hear the first sentence that came out of his mouth and she was pissed.
"First off do not call me CHI! That is not for you to use. And secondly it is none of your business what I'm doing here!"
"None of my business! My friend's wife is out here at a club probably without his notice and you have the nerve to say it none of my business!" replied a steaming Yamcha, "I think you should go home before I feel the undying need to tell an old friend of mine where you were." A gigantic smile crossed his lips as he thought he had won the fight. Chi-Chi on the other had had something else up her sleeve.
"You can tell Goku, sure, but I'll make you a promise that I will tell Bulma about your little escapade over there with those women." Yamcha was beaten. He could only imagine Bulma's temper when she heard the news. She'd KILL him!
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Okay the trouble with Yamcha starts next chap. I need some food so, ya know, I have absolutely no energy to type.