Author's Note: Okay! JUST FOR THE RECORD!!! Bulma IS Ryoka. It's a
NICKNAME. And why does she like Vegeta and go for Goku too? She's a bitch!
Okay! All done!
I checked the clock 6:52. 'He's gonna be here in only eight minutes!' I thought. I began pacing. My breathing became uneasy. I clicked my nails together.
"Chi-Chi?" came my father's voice from outside my bedroom door. "Goku's here."
I squealed softly and ran out of my room and thud down the stairs. I took a little peek at him. He stood there looking around and holding a dozen long- stem red roses.
I walked down slowly to the point of where he could see me. His mouth fell open. I glided next to him.
"Hi." I whispered.
He put his hand on my face and stroked my cheekbone with his thumb. "I've never seen anything as gorgeous as you are right now." He whispered. My heart pounded.
"Okay!" My father's cheerful voice breaks into our world, yanking us out of it. "Now smile big and look here!" He said holding up his camera.
Goku handed me the roses. I swear.he spoils me. We looked into the camera and smiled. FLASH!
He held up my camera. "Now look at each other and smile." FLASH!
"Okay! I have no use for you anymore. Get out. Leave! Go have fun!" My father pushed us out the door.
I looked in the driveway. Was he going to drive? I gasped. A LIMO?! Holy shit!
"Well, let's go." He said smiling at my expression.
He ran ahead and opened the door for me. I climbed in.
"Miko's." Goku said to the driver as soon as he got into the back.
Miko's? Like the really classy, dinner by candlelight, can't get in without a reservation, really expressive restaurant Miko's?
He looked at me concerned. "You like Miko's.right?"
I nodded slowly. "It's my favorite place. I.love Miko's." I moved closer to him. He put his arms around me.
We walked into the beautiful restaurant together, hand in hand. "Chi-Chi! Goku! Over here!" A voice squealed from a table. Maron sat with baldie boy Krillin who was shoveling his face with what looked like lasagna. Maron's spaghetti looked like it hadn't been touched.
"Hello Maron." Goku said. Maron moved over to Krillin's side of the booth. "Sit with us, you guys!"
We sat down and his hand latched on to mine.
"Krillin!" She said cheerfully. "We have company!"
He grunted.
She rolled her eyes. "Can we talk?" She asked me.
"Sure." I said. I kissed Goku on the cheek. "I'll be right back."
She dragged me into the bathroom. "I hate Krillin so much! First he calls and says to come and pick him up because he lost car privs, then he told me he had reservations for Miko's then said he hoped I had money because 'he sure as hell didn't', and then he ordered the most expensive thing on the menu!" She sobbed saying all this on amazingly one breath. She grabbed the sides of her bun and tore it down. I winced. "And I don't have ANY money what-so-ever!"
I pulled her into a hug. "Oh Maron. You deserve so much better than him."
She stepped away and wiped her tears. "Really?"
I nodded and pulled out my credit card. "Don't pay me back. Happy Homecoming, ya know?"
This sent her into a fit of sobs again. "Thank you!!"
We walked back out to the table. Maron sat down next to Krillin with her nose up.
He snickered. "What happened to your hair?"
"I thought of you." She said glaring at him with red eyes.
Krillin didn't speak for a long time.
I ordered the cheapest thing on the menu, because I was afraid he was going to insist on paying.
Goku ordered a steak and a large plate of fettuccini alfredo. Maron offered her spaghetti to Goku which he grabbed and inhaled.
Dinner was amazing. Goku somehow convinced a violin player to come over and play for us as soon as Krillin and Maron left (screaming at each other).
It came time to leave and it was time to dance. The Homecoming dance was waiting.
Author's Note: I know it took forever to finish. I'm incredibly sorry! I love ya'll! Bye 'til next time. The next chapter is being written now!
Pan-Chan
I checked the clock 6:52. 'He's gonna be here in only eight minutes!' I thought. I began pacing. My breathing became uneasy. I clicked my nails together.
"Chi-Chi?" came my father's voice from outside my bedroom door. "Goku's here."
I squealed softly and ran out of my room and thud down the stairs. I took a little peek at him. He stood there looking around and holding a dozen long- stem red roses.
I walked down slowly to the point of where he could see me. His mouth fell open. I glided next to him.
"Hi." I whispered.
He put his hand on my face and stroked my cheekbone with his thumb. "I've never seen anything as gorgeous as you are right now." He whispered. My heart pounded.
"Okay!" My father's cheerful voice breaks into our world, yanking us out of it. "Now smile big and look here!" He said holding up his camera.
Goku handed me the roses. I swear.he spoils me. We looked into the camera and smiled. FLASH!
He held up my camera. "Now look at each other and smile." FLASH!
"Okay! I have no use for you anymore. Get out. Leave! Go have fun!" My father pushed us out the door.
I looked in the driveway. Was he going to drive? I gasped. A LIMO?! Holy shit!
"Well, let's go." He said smiling at my expression.
He ran ahead and opened the door for me. I climbed in.
"Miko's." Goku said to the driver as soon as he got into the back.
Miko's? Like the really classy, dinner by candlelight, can't get in without a reservation, really expressive restaurant Miko's?
He looked at me concerned. "You like Miko's.right?"
I nodded slowly. "It's my favorite place. I.love Miko's." I moved closer to him. He put his arms around me.
We walked into the beautiful restaurant together, hand in hand. "Chi-Chi! Goku! Over here!" A voice squealed from a table. Maron sat with baldie boy Krillin who was shoveling his face with what looked like lasagna. Maron's spaghetti looked like it hadn't been touched.
"Hello Maron." Goku said. Maron moved over to Krillin's side of the booth. "Sit with us, you guys!"
We sat down and his hand latched on to mine.
"Krillin!" She said cheerfully. "We have company!"
He grunted.
She rolled her eyes. "Can we talk?" She asked me.
"Sure." I said. I kissed Goku on the cheek. "I'll be right back."
She dragged me into the bathroom. "I hate Krillin so much! First he calls and says to come and pick him up because he lost car privs, then he told me he had reservations for Miko's then said he hoped I had money because 'he sure as hell didn't', and then he ordered the most expensive thing on the menu!" She sobbed saying all this on amazingly one breath. She grabbed the sides of her bun and tore it down. I winced. "And I don't have ANY money what-so-ever!"
I pulled her into a hug. "Oh Maron. You deserve so much better than him."
She stepped away and wiped her tears. "Really?"
I nodded and pulled out my credit card. "Don't pay me back. Happy Homecoming, ya know?"
This sent her into a fit of sobs again. "Thank you!!"
We walked back out to the table. Maron sat down next to Krillin with her nose up.
He snickered. "What happened to your hair?"
"I thought of you." She said glaring at him with red eyes.
Krillin didn't speak for a long time.
I ordered the cheapest thing on the menu, because I was afraid he was going to insist on paying.
Goku ordered a steak and a large plate of fettuccini alfredo. Maron offered her spaghetti to Goku which he grabbed and inhaled.
Dinner was amazing. Goku somehow convinced a violin player to come over and play for us as soon as Krillin and Maron left (screaming at each other).
It came time to leave and it was time to dance. The Homecoming dance was waiting.
Author's Note: I know it took forever to finish. I'm incredibly sorry! I love ya'll! Bye 'til next time. The next chapter is being written now!
Pan-Chan