Golden Rose
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: sorry, last time I forgot to write a disclaimer. I don't own Dbz.
'Hi, Bulma. It's ChiChi,'
'Hi ChiChi,'
'I'm inviting you a to a wedding this Sunday. Sunday for sunny. You know Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday best of all, Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday for no luck at all,'
'What! With who?'
'Goku of course,'
'I knew it! What time?'
'You be here at nine in the morning,'
'Sure,'
'And I don't know when it will finish. Oh yes, you can be the bridesmaid if you want to,'
'Really! Thanks ChiChi. You're the best,'
'Bye!'
'See ya!'
ON THE WEDDING DAY...
'Wow, ChiChi, you look so beautiful! You dress is so pretty,'
'Thanks, you look good too. When are you gonna marry, Bulma? I'm only 15 and you're 19.'
'I think that's quite young. I'll wait until I find the man,'
'Man! Goku's only a boy now,'
'You're so lucky! Goku's a nice boy,'
Bulma and ChiChi both giggle merrily.
ChiChi's dress is white, decorated with moss and ivy, with a silk veil over her head, and now she was ready to walk the church and down the aisle with Ox-King. The warm morning sunshine shone on them. Suddenly, a hare ran across the road.
'Oh no,' Bulma gasped, 'Seeing a hare on your wedding day brings bad omen!'
ChiChi frowned with a confused look on her face,
'I don't believe in superstitions, Bulma. You're just saying that because you're just jealous. Don't talk to me, Bulma, you just got me into a bad mood,'
That was the spiteful reaction she got. Bulma snorted and continued walking.
Married in White, you have chosen right,
Married in Grey, you will go far away,
Married in Black, you will wish yourself back,
Married in Red, you will wish yourself dead,
Married in Green, ashamed to be seen,
Married in Blue, you will always be true,
Married in Pearl, you will live in a whirl,
Married in Yellow, ashamed of your fellow,
Married in Brown, you will live in the town,
Married in Pink, you spirit will sink.
The church organ deafened Bulma. The air smelt sharp vanilla candles. She saw a blur of white and black.
'Bulma...Bulma! Wake up!'
She found herself in someone's warm arms. It was Yamcha.
'You okay?'
She nodded slowly and adjusted her eyesight. She was in a ballroom. 'Must've known,' she thought.
'Fancy a dance?' he asked.
'Sure.'
The dance was to 'And I Love You So' by Don McLean. 'Never heard of him,'
After some time, Bulma said, 'Yamcha, could you excuse me? I need some air.' He nodded and let her go. He watched her as she went outside with the rustle of her dress.
She sank onto the wooden bench. She was alone. No one cared about where she was or why she shed tears.
'Argument with your friend, eh?' A rumble of deep voice made her stand up in shock.
'Vejita?'
It was him. He looked almost beautiful in a black tuxedo.
'How did you get here?'
'I was invited,'
'You mean ChiChi invited you?'
'Not exactly. By Kakarotto or who you call Goku,'
He chuckled deep. 'Pretty creature, I met him yesterday to meet you,' he thought. She smiled. 'Dance?' he stretched an arm out. She took it.
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: sorry, last time I forgot to write a disclaimer. I don't own Dbz.
'Hi, Bulma. It's ChiChi,'
'Hi ChiChi,'
'I'm inviting you a to a wedding this Sunday. Sunday for sunny. You know Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday best of all, Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday for no luck at all,'
'What! With who?'
'Goku of course,'
'I knew it! What time?'
'You be here at nine in the morning,'
'Sure,'
'And I don't know when it will finish. Oh yes, you can be the bridesmaid if you want to,'
'Really! Thanks ChiChi. You're the best,'
'Bye!'
'See ya!'
ON THE WEDDING DAY...
'Wow, ChiChi, you look so beautiful! You dress is so pretty,'
'Thanks, you look good too. When are you gonna marry, Bulma? I'm only 15 and you're 19.'
'I think that's quite young. I'll wait until I find the man,'
'Man! Goku's only a boy now,'
'You're so lucky! Goku's a nice boy,'
Bulma and ChiChi both giggle merrily.
ChiChi's dress is white, decorated with moss and ivy, with a silk veil over her head, and now she was ready to walk the church and down the aisle with Ox-King. The warm morning sunshine shone on them. Suddenly, a hare ran across the road.
'Oh no,' Bulma gasped, 'Seeing a hare on your wedding day brings bad omen!'
ChiChi frowned with a confused look on her face,
'I don't believe in superstitions, Bulma. You're just saying that because you're just jealous. Don't talk to me, Bulma, you just got me into a bad mood,'
That was the spiteful reaction she got. Bulma snorted and continued walking.
Married in White, you have chosen right,
Married in Grey, you will go far away,
Married in Black, you will wish yourself back,
Married in Red, you will wish yourself dead,
Married in Green, ashamed to be seen,
Married in Blue, you will always be true,
Married in Pearl, you will live in a whirl,
Married in Yellow, ashamed of your fellow,
Married in Brown, you will live in the town,
Married in Pink, you spirit will sink.
The church organ deafened Bulma. The air smelt sharp vanilla candles. She saw a blur of white and black.
'Bulma...Bulma! Wake up!'
She found herself in someone's warm arms. It was Yamcha.
'You okay?'
She nodded slowly and adjusted her eyesight. She was in a ballroom. 'Must've known,' she thought.
'Fancy a dance?' he asked.
'Sure.'
The dance was to 'And I Love You So' by Don McLean. 'Never heard of him,'
After some time, Bulma said, 'Yamcha, could you excuse me? I need some air.' He nodded and let her go. He watched her as she went outside with the rustle of her dress.
She sank onto the wooden bench. She was alone. No one cared about where she was or why she shed tears.
'Argument with your friend, eh?' A rumble of deep voice made her stand up in shock.
'Vejita?'
It was him. He looked almost beautiful in a black tuxedo.
'How did you get here?'
'I was invited,'
'You mean ChiChi invited you?'
'Not exactly. By Kakarotto or who you call Goku,'
He chuckled deep. 'Pretty creature, I met him yesterday to meet you,' he thought. She smiled. 'Dance?' he stretched an arm out. She took it.
