Disclaimer: if I did own dbz you wouldn't be reading this.
A/n: sorry it's been kind of a while since I updated. I was going to last Sunday but our computer crashed and it was totally messed up. It took my dad two or three days to fix it. I was having serious computer withdraw. Anywho, thanks for the reviews!!!!
Juuhachigou lay on her bed in one of the guestrooms. She was absolutely bored with nothing to do. Her eyes gazed toward the ceiling as she heard familiar voices coming from the first floor. She recognized them as Kuririn's and the scar-faced man, Yamcha. She figured then it would be best to stay up here. Juuhachigou had a liking for keeping to herself. Only certain people she could actually tolerate being around. Kuririn was one of them.
Even though she tried her hardest to keep distance with him and the other residence of the house she couldn't help but be in presence with one of them almost all the time. Especially Kuririn, always following her to make sure she was okay or if she needed any help. Though she had only been staying there for only about a week she was already used to him, trying to make small talk or trying to help her out. Whenever he did try to talk to her he would blush, and sometimes stutter, Juuhachi had to admit that it was rather cute.
The voices coming from down stairs seemed to have gone away. Juuhachi took this opportunity to go downstairs. She found Kuririn sitting on the couch in the living room, watching television. He turned around to see her standing there; arms crossed, and scowl on her face that was there for no apparent reason.
"Oh...uh...hey Juuhachigou...I'm glad your here!" Kuririn blushed slightly but it wasn't totally noticeable.
"Why do you care if I'm here or not!?" She had taken a noticing to the faint blush that was upon his face that seemed to get redder by the second.
"Well..uh...I was wondering if...uh maybe...you'd like to go...um...to the party Bulma is having." At that point Kuririn was twiddling his thumb and his leg was shaking.
"Why would I want to go to some silly party with a bunch of people around who I probably don't know and don't want to know!?" She couldn't help but feel like she was a bit too harsh towards him.
"Oh...well...uh...I was just wondering if you'd like to go. That's all."
Juuhachigou just rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Then walked back upstairs without another word.
Damn. Kuririn thought to himself. I'm so stupid! Why did I think that she would ever go to that party, especially with me? Obviously she's probably not the one I'll get to take there. Well I guess now I should start looking for a date now.
A/n: Kuririn seems to have gotten the impression that 18 doesn't want to go and now he has to find some dates. This is going to be interesting to write and I've got some funny stuff planned.
I know it was short but I can't write long chapters!
Please review!!!
A/n: sorry it's been kind of a while since I updated. I was going to last Sunday but our computer crashed and it was totally messed up. It took my dad two or three days to fix it. I was having serious computer withdraw. Anywho, thanks for the reviews!!!!
Juuhachigou lay on her bed in one of the guestrooms. She was absolutely bored with nothing to do. Her eyes gazed toward the ceiling as she heard familiar voices coming from the first floor. She recognized them as Kuririn's and the scar-faced man, Yamcha. She figured then it would be best to stay up here. Juuhachigou had a liking for keeping to herself. Only certain people she could actually tolerate being around. Kuririn was one of them.
Even though she tried her hardest to keep distance with him and the other residence of the house she couldn't help but be in presence with one of them almost all the time. Especially Kuririn, always following her to make sure she was okay or if she needed any help. Though she had only been staying there for only about a week she was already used to him, trying to make small talk or trying to help her out. Whenever he did try to talk to her he would blush, and sometimes stutter, Juuhachi had to admit that it was rather cute.
The voices coming from down stairs seemed to have gone away. Juuhachi took this opportunity to go downstairs. She found Kuririn sitting on the couch in the living room, watching television. He turned around to see her standing there; arms crossed, and scowl on her face that was there for no apparent reason.
"Oh...uh...hey Juuhachigou...I'm glad your here!" Kuririn blushed slightly but it wasn't totally noticeable.
"Why do you care if I'm here or not!?" She had taken a noticing to the faint blush that was upon his face that seemed to get redder by the second.
"Well..uh...I was wondering if...uh maybe...you'd like to go...um...to the party Bulma is having." At that point Kuririn was twiddling his thumb and his leg was shaking.
"Why would I want to go to some silly party with a bunch of people around who I probably don't know and don't want to know!?" She couldn't help but feel like she was a bit too harsh towards him.
"Oh...well...uh...I was just wondering if you'd like to go. That's all."
Juuhachigou just rolled her eyes. "Whatever." Then walked back upstairs without another word.
Damn. Kuririn thought to himself. I'm so stupid! Why did I think that she would ever go to that party, especially with me? Obviously she's probably not the one I'll get to take there. Well I guess now I should start looking for a date now.
A/n: Kuririn seems to have gotten the impression that 18 doesn't want to go and now he has to find some dates. This is going to be interesting to write and I've got some funny stuff planned.
I know it was short but I can't write long chapters!
Please review!!!