A PERFECT LOVE

A/N: It's sooooo good to be back! I'm pleased to release this short one-shot to you all. I attempted a different writing style for this one and kept it as concise as I could. Please let me know what you think and whether I should write more stories like this in the future. With that, I hope you enjoy my latest K18 one-shot!

The Night Before

I'm still in shock.

I've been pinching myself almost non-stop throughout today, just to make sure I haven't been dreaming all this up in my head. Thankfully, largely in part to my friends, I'm reassured that I'm not imagining things. By this time tomorrow, I'll be a married man!

For the longest time, I never fully believed that this day would come. My desire to fall in love and become a husband seemed like an unattainable wish. Yet, it's actually happening and I would not for one-second change the path I've been on to get here. Because that path, despite all of its hardships and difficulties, has led me to the woman of my dreams.

Eighteen is without a doubt the most amazing person I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. She's just so awesome in so many ways. I find her sound honesty, calming presence, and attentive ear to be exactly what I need. I also know, without a doubt, that she will always fight my corner, even if it means talking some sense into me every now and then.

And of course, Eighteen is, in my biased opinion, the most beautiful woman in the universe. But it's her character which I find to be the most attractive thing about her. I mean most days, it slips my mind that Eighteen's not fully human because she's just so genuine. I dearly cherish every second I'm with her and I adore her with all that I am.

I'll never forget the night I finally summoned the courage to propose to Eighteen. It was a brisk summer evening and we had arrived just in time to watch the firework display at the Central City Carnival. We'd finished our conquest to ride every attraction the fair had to offer. I almost threw up on the drop tower, to Eighteen's amusement. I didn't mind though; anything that makes Eighteen smile warms my heart, even if it's at my own detriment.

The fairground was completely crowded; we could barely move, let alone breathe. It was strange since this appeared to bother me more than it bothered Eighteen. For some reason, she appeared totally content. I'd like to think it was because she was just happy to be with me. Eighteen teased that, "It was because of the fireworks."

As the colourful explosions continued to light up the darkened sky, my hand cautiously slipped in her's. I then, with my other hand, tentatively reached into my jacket pocket, praying that I hadn't lost the engagement ring by mistake. My adrenaline started to kick in as I nervously tapped my fingers on the case which the ring was safely cocooned within. This was it; I was actually about to ask Eighteen to be my wife.

Suddenly, and regretfully, thoughts began to swarm my mind. Thoughts which attempted to spoil the moment:

"What if she says no?" "Am I enough for her?" "Are we even ready for marriage?"

But then, as my eyes withdrew from the fireworks and gazed upon this amazing person standing beside me, I quickly recalled to myself how through my many dark days and sleepless nights, Eighteen had been there for me. When there were plenty of reasons for Eighteen to leave me and opportunities to take her life down a different road, she didn't. Eighteen had always stood by my side and I always stood by her's.

My fears were instantly put to rest and were replaced with burning excitement. I simply couldn't wait any longer.

I tightly squeezed Eighteen's soft hand to gain her attention. Her affectionate stare caused the butterflies in my stomach to hover a little faster than usual. I didn't need to say any words as I knelt down on my right knee and revealed to her the sparkling engagement ring. She also neglected to speak; as soon as her diamond blue eyes spotted that ring, she instantly leapt onto me and refused to let me go. It was fair to say I got the answer I longed for.

When we finally released each other from our tender embrace, I slipped the ring onto her finger. It was, thankfully, a perfect fit. At this point, we'd both lost our interest in the fireworks; we just wanted to get home and revel in the momentous occasion. But before we set off, we expressed our gratitude for each other in the best way we could, with a kiss, patient, yet passionate.

And now, after many months of planning, stress, saving, and even more stress, the day of our joyous wedding is only a day away.

To be honest, the only thing that makes me sad about tomorrow is the fact that Goku isn't alive to see it. In memory of him, I gave Gohan the honour of being my best man. Chi-Chi did well to hold back the tears when I told them why I chose him. However, although I'm sad he isn't gonna be at my wedding physically, I'm sure he'll be watching from Otherworld. If not, then he'll probably be training or doing something fighting related, as he always does.

Other than that, I have no reservations in calling tomorrow the happiest day of my life. All I hope for is that, as we head into married life together, I can be all that Eighteen needs me to be and I can give her the life she truly deserves. Because no one deserves a life filled with love, care and happiness more than my Eighteen, the love of my life.

THE END