Chapter 2-He's not Doraemon!

I don't own DBZ. That's property of Akira Toriyama. I don't own Doraemon either. That's property of Fujiko F. Fujio. I DO own Nishune Konamari. If u want to borrow her, ask me nicely and credit my work. This isn't easy people...

Another morning. Another disaster. Or at least that's what I remember I was thinking when I woke up next day.

It was Sunday. Sunday ment no school. Or getting up early, but, unfortunately, I ALWAYS woke up early on Sundays. Not because I wanted to. It was because I had no damn curtains in my room. So the sunlight always entered. It sucked.

I need to buy some curtains or something...Damn sunlight...I suddenly turned to my left side to get out of bed, when I noticed something or, better said, SOMEONE in my bed.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

I backed up. I was sooo fucking scared! For a second I thought he was some weird pervert who snuck into my house last night and tried to rape me, but then I noticed his ears...

Oh! I remember now... It's the persocon I found yesterday in the trash...

My new persocon tilted his head in confusion. He was now, fortunatley, wearing a shirt my mom had brought me back from Barcelona. It was too big for someone my size, but it was perfect on a boy...Well OK, not perfect. It sagged a little, showing off a bit of his upper chest, but it was the only thing I had for him.

I walked right up to him and placed a hand on his forehead. He blinked.

"You can't talk, right?", I asked. He blinked again.

"No wonder you were in the trash! You're probably damaged or something..."

I suddenly felt a tug on my shirt. A pretty strong one too. I nearly fell over! I turned to look at my persocon. He was looking right at my eyes with a sad puppy dog expression. I nearly died.

"Don't worry! I'm not gonna throw you away," I reasurred him. "I'm planning on using you, that's why I brought you here in the first place!" He smiled and threw his arms around my waist. He was real strong, but I had to cuddle him back.

Awwwww. He's so sweet! And he's soft and cuddly too for someone so strong looking. I swear, if it wasn't for his ears then he'd look just like a normal guy! Now I understand why some people give their persocon's names!

I hadn't really thought about what to call my persocon. Maybe something simple, not to difficult to remember, 'cause I always had trouble with names. I looked around my apartment and came across one of my comic books on the floor. On the cover was a picture of Goku, the main character from Dragon Ball Z. He looked a lot like my persocon too! Hey, that's an idea!

"Hey", I said to my persocon. He looked up at me again with his blinking eyes."I know I should give you a name so I think I'm gonna call you Goku, OK?"

He smiled another one of those beautiful smiles of his. He must've liked his name! And then, I was victim of another glomp attack!

Wow! His body's really soft! Specially his chest... I suddenly pulled Goku off of me.

WHAT AM I SAYING? I couldn't belive I just thought that! How could a persocon make me think stuff like that?

"OK, maybe I should just find out what you can do", I said to Goku.

"Now, where did I put that book on computers that one of my classmates lent me?"

I looked around my room. Throwing stuff all over the place (my room's a mess :P), emptying my closet, my backpack, my desk. Finally, I found it under my bed (How'd it get there?).

"Look, Goku. I found it!", I turned to look at Goku and froze. He'd gotten hold of one of my Yaoi magazines and was trying a very sexy pose one of the models was doing which was...well, let's say...REVEALING!

"HOLY SHIT! GOKU GIMME THAT!"

I managed to snatch the magazine back. What the hell's wrong with me? He's-just-a-persocon. Calm down, idiot!

I turned back to Goku. "Sit down, Ok?". He sat down.

I opened the book and flipped to the first page. It said that the cables to connect on the TV or computer could be located in a persocons ears. I opened one of Goku's ears and pulled out the cables. Since mom had taken our laptop with her on her travels I could only connect thee cables to our TV. It was pretty old, but at least I could use it.

Maybe Goku knows how to do other things. Yeah, maybe he could help me around the house with the cleaning and all that stuff. Maybe he'll do my homework! Yeah! It'll be like having Doraemon, except in persocon version! I'M SOOOOOO LUCKY!

Suddenly, my TV started to blink. I turned to the book and read the instructions. "As soon as your persocon's connected, you will visiualize specs on your screen". What the hell are specs?

Before I could even find out the answer to that question, my TV screen flashed the word NO DATA. I turned back to the instructions. "If the message NO DATA appears on your screen...information could have been lost or is not installed properly. In this case, proceed to install the operative sistem's software. Without the correct software...Your persocon can't do A THING!"

The shit had hit the fan. BIG TIME!

"NOW I HAVE TO BUY SOFTWARE TOO? DAMN IT! IF I HAD MONEY THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE EVEN BOTHERED TO PICK UP A PERSOCON THAT WAS IN THE TRASH!"

I just sobbed. My dreams had fallen apart, but only one thought remained in my mind during that whole day: He's not Doraemon in persocon version!

Whoooo! Yeah! Go me! Chapter 2 is doneeeeeee! Weeeeeeeeeeee! I'm sorry, but this chapter was bullshit to write:P Poor Nishune! Now what's she gonna do with Goku? P.S. Chapter 3 is nearly done and I have to say that it's my favorite chapter because my sis in DA, Bluenala appears in it! HOORAY! Also, from next chapter forward, more characters from other anime series apart from DBZ shall appear in this fic! I just love crossovers! So fun to do! Anyways, review my fic as always and tell me please if operative sistem software is correct. I didn't know how to put it so I need help... School's almost out, so I'll be writing a lot more! C U all later!