Legend
thought
" talking " (go figure)
:: actions ::
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, Akira Toriyama does.
by: Fire Maiden Kiya
2004/08/25
Chapter 7
Finally, after anticipating the arrival of this day for nearly a year, Gohan, son of Son Goku and Chi Chi, brother of Son Goten and makeshift brother to Trunks Briefs, friend to the Z fighters and savior of the planet, had reached his nineteenth birthday; the day he would hopefully receive his desired answer to the one question that had been plaguing his mind: Would Videl Satan agree to be his wife? That is the question Gohan had continuously pondered since that wonderful day he found the ring he would offer to his girlfriend.
Early into the evening, the faint glimmer of moonlight shone upon the streets of Satan City. Son Gohan walked the streets that night, admiring the unearthly glow that engulfed the town.
Now, you might be wondering why Chi Chi's shrill voice didn't echo the city and mountain area, beckoning young Gohan to get home and study. The reason was, she was out of town on a business trip. Bulma had asked her long-time friend to join her in advertizing Capsule Corp's latest product: the stainless steel , non-conducting, dent-resistent, saiyan-worthy frying pan (envisioned by Chi Chi of course). The product was still in its planning stagesm but they did have a basic prototype, so the decided to perform some "demonstrations" in front of a few potential investors (AN: poor poor Goku --').
With that all sqared away, let us get back to the story of how Gohan got the ring...
As Gohan continued down the brilliantly lit streets of the city, a flicker of light from a small shop window caught his eye for a brief moment. Gohan kept on walking a ways down the street, but suddenly turned back, remembering he had seen an advetizement for the little jewelery store he had just passed moments before. It was the opening pf the shop, owned by a simple merchant who had recently moved into town. Sadly, from the looks of it she hadn't mad much of a profit on her first day.
Gohan, being the kind person he was, and noticing that the young entrepeneure looked a little crestfallen, walked over to the beautifully shaped glass door, and stepped inside. The poor girl had just fallen asleep after a disapointing day, and was suddenly reawakened at the melodic tingling of the bells above the door. Quite frankly, she looked astonished to see someone walk through that door. It seemed as if she were witnessing a miracle.
"H-hello, how may i help y-you," Mara, as her nametag displayed, stammered.
"I really don't know actually. i was just looking around," Gohan replied.
"Oh. Well, what kind of merchandise would you be interested in. We have a vast selection."
She seems to be a whole lot happier now. it must be hard to open a busienss and have no positive feedbak "Um, maybe...no, uh let's see...how about these rings here," he said while pointing to a magnificent set of gold rings.
"Oh! These are the new engagement rings sent to me from my brother in Paris. His wife is a brilliant artisan, and she's trying to market her new line of rings, so they sent them here for me to display for her."
"Wow! That's really nice of you to do for them. Well, how about that one there?" Gohan pointed to a shimmering diamond and sapphire encrusted golden band.
His blood was pumping rapidly as his very being shook with excitement. Gohan knew that the day would be hectic and stressful, what with his mother hanging all over him because her 'baby' was all grown up. Then again, there would hopefully be some perks that afternoon at a certain bowling alley around 3 o'clock.
As the young demi-saiyan walked down the stairs from his room, the most wonderful smells assaulted his senses. Pancakes ::drool:: thought Gohan. I guess Mom is still trying to get out of our deal
Gohan's entrance through the kitchen door ignighted a whirl of squeals, cheers, and congratulations. Goten eagerly lept on to his elder brother's shoulders to wish him a happy birthday, the loving action returned with an appreciative hug. Gohan stepped futher into the confines of the kitchen, and was immediately ambushed by his mother. Naturally, or maybe it was the contrary, she was weeping uncontrollably, just as it was to be expected of her. The semi-compassionate consoles of Goku were futile in the sense that they were easily drowned out by Chi Chi's wailing.
Gohan gently cleared his throat in an attempt to get the attention of the sole female in the Son clan. Suddenly struck from her stupor by her son's gesture, Chi Chi regained her composure and retreated from the form of her oldest son. Incredibly thankful that Gohan seemed to have forgiven her for the previous night's antics, Chi CHi continued with the morning's usual routine.
"Morning, son," Goku greeted with proud enthusiasm. "Enjoy your last night of teen-hood?"
"Yes dear, how does it feel to now bw an adult?" Chi Chi added.
Gohan blushed. "I guess it's alright. I don't really feel any different, just a little excited."
"Oh!" Goten began, "you mean 'cause you're gonna ask Videl that question today, right?"
He paled, dramatically so, "Question?"
Chi Chi was now very interested. "Yes, what question, Gohan?"
"Oh, um...a, well... you see..."
"Go on," she urged. Seriously somethings she was ridiculously persistent.
"I, uh, I j-just meant that I, uh, w-would ask V-videl to come, uh, to the party at Capsule Corp. Yeah, that's it." Honestly, the incessant stuttering had to go. It was really quite unatractive. Well, to everyone except Videl that is. She loved the ehole shy, bashful persona. Hopefully, that would earn him some brownie points.
Chi Chi eyed him suspiciously, watching him like a vulture preparing to swoop down upon its prey at any moment. She wasn't buying it. "I see... Well, I suggest you go call her up after breakfast."
You just wait young man, I'll find out what's going on.
And so, the Son family sat down to their meal, suspicion and tension hanging thick in the air between mother and son.
When the meal was finished, Gohan went to his room to 'call' Videl and 'invite' her to the party. Considering he had already accomplished thos tasks, he walked over to his dresser and took out the box hidden within. Today is the day, he thought. Kooking at the shimmering gleam of the centre-most jewel, Gohan just hoped that everything would turn out how he hoped.
It was nearly 12:45 when the Sons left their house to head over to Capsule Corp., and since the party was due to start in half an hour, Chi CHi was in total panic mode because they still had to put up the decorations when they got there. Luckily when they arrived, everything had already been taken care of. Thanks be to Bulma! There were streamers and ballons lining every wall, the backyard was set up buffet-style with tables upon tables of food, and to top it all off there was even a DJ set up in the back corner. This party was going to turn out great. Not long after, everyone started to arrive. First was Piccolo, always on time, along with Mr. Popo and Dende. Next came Tien and Chiaozu, followed by Oolong, Puar, and Yamcha. A few minutes after them was Master Roshi, Krillen, 18, and Marron, and next came Korin and Yajirobe. Everyone was there except for the one person Gohan was longing to see. Then, finally, she arrived.
Videl had driven ther in her father's newest sports car as to not rumoke her outfit when flying. Shw was wearing a black halter top, couples with a knee-length green skirt and knee-high black boots. To Gohan, she looked absolutely stunning.
Meanwhile, while Gohan was over greeting his girlfriend, Chi Chi had rounded up the others to put her new plan into motion. "Okay guys," she started, "I know something is going on. Call it mother's intuition or whatever you would like, but I'm positive Gohan is going to propose to Videl today. I can't be sure without some evidence thought, so I need you help. Are you in?"
A consecutive "Yeah!" was her response. Bulma signaled out to the man at the speakers, and as e cranked up the music, Yamcha shouted out, "Let's get this party started!"
Operation: Find-out-what-the-heck-is-going-on-in-my/her-son's-life-and-get-involved was a go.