Chapter 12: First Night

After his excitement about started to wear down I noticed he seemed exhausted. Then an idea came up. What if I offer him something? I did notice he didn't have any clothes, other than what he had on. So, I figured I'll start with that. I walked over to him, and as I got close, he spotted me.

"Um… It's been a long day, hasn't it?"

"Yeah."

"Um… Maybe you should wash up before going to bed."

"Why?"

"Since you're all dirty from your fighting, and that it feels so much better to go to bed after a nice bath." He said ok. "So, um… wait a moment, I'll be right back." With that I rushed out the room.

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I was left confused when she rushed out my room. But I couldn't help but smile when she came back moments later. In her hand I noticed she was holding something white, and something blue. "Here. A towel and some pjs. I'm going to go clean up too. Afterwards, um… Do you want to just talk… You know, before going to sleep?" The way her face turned red as she spoke made my stomach do that weird thing again. Plus, maybe it'll be nice to get to know her some more. I told her sure, and took the things out her hand. Then her face puffed up again, and the not the angry kind. This one was better. I wonder what I did to make her react like that. I would definitely like to see that puffy face again.

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After he took the clothes and towel, I ran to my room. I decided to take a shower, since it was faster. Oh man. He was smiling at me the whole time, so super cute. And the fact he agreed to talk before bed was super awesome. Oh man, oh man! What should I wear? Wait! Where did that come from? I never cared about my outfits, unless it's for an event. This isn't an event, yet I felt the need my outfit should impress.

No. I should act like it's no big deal. That boy I liked for so long, is just on the other side of my room. And that he agreed to talking before bed. Yup, no big deal. Once I got out the shower, I went for my favorite pjs. It was a long blue night gown, and pink pants. Even though I'm covered, like a proper lady, I still choose to wear a large bathrobe, and socks. Before I went to see if he was done, I thought about if I should keep my hair down or put it up. I left it down.

After a moment, I began to knock on his door. No answer. So, I waited for a bit before knocking again, and stating it was me. This time he answered. I asked if he was dress, yes, and then if I could come in, another yes. When I stepped inside, I saw that he was on the bed, drying his hair. I also saw that he wasn't wearing the pjs' top. I felt my heart doing flips. I quickly turned around. This was so embarrassing.

"What's the matter, Chichi?"

"Oh nothing, just that you aren't wearing the shirt. Did it not fit?"

"Yeah, sorry about that. It was just too tight." I heard him give out a chuckle, that relaxed me some. Heated face and all I finally turned back around. I made awkward steps as I walked to the bed. I can't believe this! I'm going to be sitting on the same bed as him. Now, not only was my face on fire, but my whole body was trembling. "Are you ok?" That's it, I think I'm going to pass out from embarrassment.

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Seeing how Chichi was walking towards the bed I started to feel worried. Was she ok? As she got closer, the redder she became. Was she sick? I asked if she was ok, and within seconds she fainted. I quickly rushed to her before she fell. I started to panic. Why did she faint? I picked her up, and brought her to the bed.

I was just about to leave the room to get up, when she woke up. She then sat up quickly, even she looked panic. Then there was an awkward silence before I asked again if she was fine. She looked down, and said yes. I didn't believe her. Either way, I made my way back to the bed and sat across from her. She kept her head down, I was about to ask again till she spoke.

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I opened my eyes quickly. Where am I?! oh, wait. I remembered now. I heard Goku ask if I was ok, and I said I was fine. I don't think he believed me; I don't believe me. I then saw him walking to the bed, and I felt my cheeks and shoulders burning up. When he finally sat down, I finally noticed I wasn't breathing. Damn, when was I holding my breath? Before he could ask if I was fine, I blurted the first thing that popped to mind. "Where did you get those weighted clothes?"

I think I threw him off with my question, till he spoke. "Kami gave them to me, while I trained under him."

"Was the training hard?" Why was I talking about training?

"At first it was, but I slowly got used to it." He went silent for a moment, before speaking again. "Don't get me wrong, it did get challenging as I continued." I nodded and then there was silence again. This was awkward. What could we talk about? I want to know more about him, but where do I start. "You're pretty strong."

In shocked I looked at him. He was looking away, and there was a light blush on his cheeks. He commented me, and he looked away. I felt so flatter. Nobody commented on my strength, it felt nice. "You're strong, too." With more confidence I added. "You're so amazing throughout the whole tournament!"

"So were you. Especially how you knocked that guy across the room." We started giggle at that memory.

"What about when you took that one guy out with one hit?"

"That was nothing." We couldn't stop giggling as we talked about the tournament. While, up until the match with Piccolo Jr. When that part of the tournament came up everything went quiet again.

"Um… Why did you let him go?" I kept my head down. He told me about how if he died Kami died, and then no dragon balls. "What if you took Kami's position? Would that make you the keeper of the dragon balls?"

"I can't do that. Besides, Kami's Lookout is so boring. If I wasn't training, I think I would have died of boredom." We both laughed.

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As we spoke, about the tournament, I liked how her face lit up. As we spoke, we got excited. Talking about all the different fighters, and styles was fun. But as we got closer and closer to the Piccolo match, the more the laughing died down. It was to the point it just became silent. She then asked my reasons, and why I didn't take the kami position. I was relieved she laughed with me about Kami's Lookout was boring.

We then had a big conversation about random things. She would ask questions about the past tournaments. Also, asked about what types of trainings I did. Even though I tried my best to answer, I found myself asking her questions too. "Why didn't you join the other tournaments?"

"Daddy wouldn't allow it." I saw she got sad, and I wanted to try something to cheer her up. Just then she added. "I'm so happy I joined this tournament." Her smile slowly showed itself again.

"So why did you join the tournament this time?"

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Oh no! I was afraid he would ask that. I looked down at the space between us. How am I supposed to answer? "If you don't want to tell me, it's ok." I looked up to witness the kindest smile I have ever seen. It made my heart skip a beat. I have to tell him now.

"I entered so I could see you again. And also, to see how I fair in strength." He smiled at that. "On top of that, I wanted to know how strong you were." That last part was a whisper. And I was looking away, so I couldn't see his reaction.

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"Wow! Really?" I just couldn't hold back my excitement to her answer. When she looked back at me, she nodded with a small smile. I was so excited that I felt my body react, but I just didn't know what to do. Then a thought hit me. "Why did you wanted to see how strong I was?"

"Well because…. You see…" Her face was turning pink now. I wonder why. "I always wanted a strong husband." It was too close to a whisper, that I almost missed it. But once she answer she got up, and tried rushing to the door. I was so confused; I didn't know how to react. But what I don't understand was that my hand automatically grabbed her.

When I looked to her, she had tears in her eyes. Oh no! Did I do something to make her cry? She tried to pull away, but I just couldn't let her go. I wanted to know why she was crying. I think she realized I wasn't letting go; since she decided to sit back down. This time I noticed she was closer to me. "Why do want a strong husband?"

She kept quiet, while looking down. Well it doesn't seem she'll answer me, so I tried a different question.

"When you asked me, as kids, if I would make you my bride, why did you?" At that she finally looked up to me. She still had tears coming down, but she quickly rubbed them away.

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I never thought I would have to answer that. Well, here goes everything. "Well, I thought you was cute. But I only really started thinking about being your bride after you… after you… touched me down there." I felt my face burning as I pointed at my female parts. I couldn't look him in the eye as I said that. But what I could tell, from the corner of my eye, he was shifted.

SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! I MESSED UP!

Who was that? Before I could react, I felt my hand being grabbed. When I looked to him, he had bowed, while holding my hand to his forehead. "Please forgive me. I didn't know the difference between girls and boys at the time." He then looked up, and had a genuine smile. "But I know the difference now."

The way he looked I couldn't help by smile back. I then forgave him. His smile grew, and I felt so warm inside. After he let go of my hand, I couldn't help touch his face. He seem to like that, because he lean into my touch. Is he purring?

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SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! I MESSED UP!

Compulsively I grabbed her hand. What can I say to make her forgive me? All I could think of was to ask, and explain myself. Then when I told her I knew the difference now; a smile grew on her face. Then she forgave me. Then there was this warm feeling inside that felt wonderful. Then when I let go of her hand she went and touched my cheek. It felt so soft, that I couldn't help lean into it. I swear I was purring.