Chapter 4-The whiz kid
You know I don't own DBZ right? Well good! Cause I'm tired of writing that down on every freakin' page!
Tuesday. 9:30 A.M. Good thing we didn't have any shool today. I really didn't feel like I could go back today...Specially after yesterday...Maybe Nala wouldn't look at me anymore...I wasn't even hungry today (but, then again, breakfast was soybeans, rice and peaches. And I've been eating those same damn things for three days now!).
I felt a nudge and turned to find myself face to face with Goku. He smiled and I laughed. Soon, he started laughing too. We were laughing like two best friends who usually laugh for no reason. For a minute, I started to feel better, than yesterday's memory flashed back inside my head.
"No!" I said,"This is NOT a laughing matter!"
It was true. Apart from yesterday, I still had a small problem: I didn't know where Goku came from or what I should do with him. Hopefully, I could get that answered today. Yesterday, before Nala had left, she left me with some information on someone who could probably help me out.
Flashback Time!
"HE'S A HOMEMADE PERSOCON! I'M SURE!" sobbed Nala while still cuddling Veggie.
"Ho...homemade? You can MAKE them at home?" I asked.
"I'VE NEVER SEEN HIS TYPE OF CHASSIS BEFORE AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW THE HELL HE WORKS! HE JUST HAS TO BE HOMEMADE!"
"Then...What should I do, Nala?"
"WELL, TRY CONSULTING SOMEONE WHO KNOWS ABOUT HOMEMADE PERSOCONS, FOR STARTERS!"
She wrote the adress down for me on a piece of paper and took off, still crying, with Veggie cradled in her arms. I wasn't sure if she'd ever speak to me again...
"Yup, we screwed up yesterday" I sighed.
Goku suddenly moved forward and nuzzled me with his nose. I started to blush like crazy. This always happened. Whenever I started feeling down, he would always do something that would make me feel better. I actually felt my hopes rise. Maybe we could do it! Maybe I could make him function properly! I started to devour my breakfast quickly. I had to see that genius Nala told me about.
Miss Lexxaria Komori. 25 Almond street.
That was who I needed to see. Nala told me she was an expert on homemade persocons. Hopefully, she might be able to tell me something about Goku that neither Nala or I had found out.
Goku and I left at about 11:15 P.M. We were about to leave the building when we spotted Yamcha cleaning the doorway.
"Hey there, Nishune!" he greeted.
"H-hello, Yamcha!" I stuttered.
Yamcha, apart from beign my boss in "the Happy Tabern" was the owner of these apartments. He had actually been really helpful ever since my mom left. It had been him who had mentioned to me that he needed help down at the tabern and that I'd be paid for my work. He even lowered my rent. He always says that it's because my mom's not here and we neighbors should help one another, but I sometimes wonder whether it's for another reason... Truth be told, he's kind of cute. Not as handsome as Kira Sakuya, but still good looking.
"Hey, is this your boyfriend?" he asked pointing to Goku.
"Wha-! Oh, no. He's a persocon. Um, MY new persocon."
"Well, he sure looks like your type of boy! Does he have a name?"
"G-goku. His name's Goku." I said while bushing furiously at the last comment Yamcha had made.
"How ya doin', Goku?" he greeted with a smile.
Goku smiled back. He's soooo adorable!
"I like the way you dressed him, by the way."
I turned so red, you could have fried an egg on my face. Since I didn't have any money for clothes and we didn't have any clothing for boys either, I had to look in my mom's wardrobe for some of HER clothing. Nothing seemed to fit Goku. It was all too small! I finally decided on a long, black skirt and some ballet slippers I bought once in a second hand store that were still too big on me. Goku looked weird wearing that, and, on top of that, he was STILL wearing the Barcelona shirt.
"Well, you see...since he just c-came, w-well...I h-haven't bought h-him anything!" I stuttered while still blushing.
"Oh, I see." nodded Yamcha.
When we said goodbye, I felt like an idiot. He must've thought that I'm some kind of demented little brat or something like that. I wondered if he would tell Tien tonight at work. Great, that would be PERFECT! I'd have them both laughing at me tonight at work! That wasn't gonna be great! And, on top of that, Yamcha must've thought I'm some kind of weirdo that gives persocons names. I knew it, I was in for it when I arrived at work today. I wouldn't be surprised if I was laughed out of the building tonight...
"I'M...AN...IDIOT!" I screamed running down the street.
I wanted to dig a hole and hide inside for the rest of my life. Or maybe I could leave and join the circus, become a clown or something like that. I was so busy in my thoughts that I nearly missed Almond Street. I came to a stop and stared down the empty road. I hoped no one had heard all the commotion I was making...
Suddenly, I heard another scream. But it sounded like a guy. I turned around and saw Goku running down the road, screaming his lungs off. He looked so weird running down the street in his too big shirt, a black skirt and ballet shoes. I wanted to laugh, but something hit me: when did he learn to scream? I didn't even know he had a voice...
He stopped in front of me and smiled. I didn't know what to do. I stood there dumbstruck for a while, until I found my voice.
"When did you learn to do that?" I asked.
Goku just blinked. He obviously didn't understand. But, if he had a voice, then maybe he COULD talk.
I decided to put that question aside and find out where number 25 was. The road was long and number 25 had to be near the end. It was best to start walking now. The sooner we found number 25, the sooner I'd find something out about Goku.
When we arrived at number 25 I nearly screamed. It was a mansion! This chick had to be rich! No doubt about that! The backyard looked like a forest. It was practically covered in trees!
I went up to ring the doorbell and couldn't help put feel jealous. This women didn't have to go through the same problems I had to go through. She had enough money to buy 20 or more "Happy Taberns" if she wanted to.
"May I help you?" came a voice through the receiver while a camera focused on Goku nd me.
"My name's Nishune. I'm looking for Lexxaria Komori... Is she home?"
The large, metal gate swung forward,"Miss Komori is home. Please, enter."
I walked right inside, Goku walking right behind me while staring at the different flowerbeds outside on the house's fresh, neatly mowed lawn. The door started to open and we stepped inside.
In the hallway, greeting us, were four male persocons wearing orange swimming trunks, just like the guys on Baywatch! What am I saying? They even LOOKED like the guys on Baywatch! I had to grab on to Goku's arm so as not to faint from excitement.
"Sexy, don't you think?" came a girlish voice from the front, "Still, you shouldn't let a persocon make you act that way."
At the foot of the stairs was a little girl. Prctically no more than seven or eight years old. She was wearing a flowery, red dress and orange sandals. Her blond hair was held up in to pigtails. She had a sort of expression in between sadness and seriousness.
"Nishune Konmari?"
"Hey, are you-?"
"Lexxaria Komori." she said with a nod,"A pleasure meeting you."
"YOU'RE the expert on homemade persocon's that Nala told me about...You look like a..."
"I'm seven. So what? Don't worry. I get that all the time, but don't just stand there. Come in."
I would've loved to "come in". But I couldn't. Lexxaria's Baywatch crew had just tackled me and were now rubbing there heads against mine and trying to nuzzle me and stuff like that. I didn't know whether to feel grateful or frightened...
"Don't worry, they won't bite." reasurred Lexxaria," They're very affectionet. Just don't kick 'em. OK? You'll damage them."
"WAIT A MINUTE!" I cried out. They wouldn't get off of me. On top of that, Goku started to copy them! Great! Today must be my lucky day!
"Is this the one?" I could here Lexxaria's voice not to far away. She had obviously seen Goku.
"Nala told me she didn't know anything about him, is it true that he work's without an operative sistem?"
"YES!" I managed to cry out from underneath Lexxaria's persocons.
"Then, he must be a chobit." concluded Lexxaria.
There y'all have it! Goku might be a chobit! Wadda ya think? I must say that I'm surprised at how popular this story's become! I didn't think it would be so popular! My other story's so far only have one review, well "Bandoleros" doesn't sniff sniff and it's really good too! Well, answering the question one reader asked me in his/her review, Minoru's character's played by Lexxaria. Where did Lexxaria come from? Well, she's a mix etween my 14 year old cousin and Minoru. When I first read the manga, Minoru reminded me of my cousin in the way he's little, but serious. Minoru's one of my favorite characters so we could say that Lexxaria is a younger, girlie version of Minoru. Keep your eyes peeled on my DeviantArt page for a pic of Lexxaria. I'll be doing one soon so you can all see what she looks like! I'll also do more of the Chobit Z cast too when I can! Thanks to everyone who reviewed and please continue reading this story. It's great! You'll also be surprised when you see who Lexxaria's persocon is!