Disclaimer: I don't own anything db/dbz/dbgt related.

A/n: Hello. This is my first attempt at a romance so bare with me. Kuririn and Juuhachigou are my fav couple soI decided to write my first romance about them. I've read many, or at least the ones that are actually out there and they're all sort of similar so I'm going to try and write one that's original.

Kuririn sat outside in the sand as the wind gently whisked his newly grown hair. He was, like usual, deep in thought about the beautiful android that had been living there for about a week. Even though she lived there he still couldn't stop thinking of her. The way her corn-silk hair blew in the wind, or those mysterious, captivating, cerulean eyes. You could say it was sort of obsessive considering she lived there but he just couldn't help it. It sort of became a habit. His day usually went something like this:

Wake up and think about the dream he had with Juuhachigou in it. Take a shower and get dressed while thinking about her. Make breakfast hoping she'll join. Sometime she does and sometimes she doesn't, but he still thinks about her either way. Spars by himself, and sometimes she joins, but either way he still thinks about her. Eats lunch thinking about her, hoping she'll join him. Basically a repeat of number four. Has dinner, and is still thinking of her. Sits on the beach watching the sunset, thinking about her joining him. Watches television for a while but can't concentrate on the show because he's too bust thinking about her. Goes to bed where he dreams about her then wakes and everything starts all over again.

It was starting to become sort of chilly out so he decided to go back inside. He looked to see if Juuhachigou was on the first floor by any chance. But she was still upstairs as usual. Kuririn walked into the kitchen to find a snack to eat. That's when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around; hoping it would be Juuhachigou.

"Hey buddy!" Obviously, that wasn't Juuhachi, it was Yamcha. Kuririn wasn't quite in the mood to see him right now. It seemed like lately the only reason he came over anymore was to talk about his recent girlfriends.

"Hi Yamcha." Kuririn exclaimed meekly. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just wondering if you were going to Bulma's big party this Saturday?" Kuririn hadn't thought about it yet and he wasn't sure he wanted to go either.

"Umm…well…I don't know if I want to go or not."

"Oh come on! It will be fun! You should go!" Yamcha said trying to persuade him.

"I don't know…"

"Does this have something to do with that hottie android or the fact that you don't have someone to go with?"

"Well sort of." He was telling the truth. He always ended up going alone without a date and it sort of bothered him a little.

"I think the problem is that you don't try to get a date. After you broke up with what's-her-face you haven't tried."

"I guess you're right," Kuririn said "I really haven't tried."

"I'll make you a deal," Kuririn started listening intently, "if you find a date for the party I'll pay you five hundred dollars!"

"But what if I don't?" Kuririn asked with curiosity.

"Then you have to pay me five hundred dollars and you have to go on a date with Bulma's sixty-five year old aunt. The old lady is so desperate."

Kuririn thought for a moment. "It's a deal!"

A/n: so what do you think. Good? Bad? I need to know!