Yoko paled at her fathers words. With a slight tremor she asked, "What do you mean he's gone? Did he run away?" her mother shook her head slowly. "No. we have a friend, Dr. Crenshaw, and he specializes in aliens and such." Suddenly the front door burst open and several men ran in. all of them wore combat suits and held guns. As they spread across the room a man in a silver suit walked in. Yoko's Father stood with a relieved smile. "Hello Dr. Crenshaw. Here's the specimen that you requested." The man was in his late 40s but was still quite handsome. Dr. Crenshaw looked her up and down; then he smiled a cruel smile. "She appears to be in excellent condition. Perhaps she will survive the rigorous tests we have for her. Seize her."
Instantly two of the gun wielding men stepped forward and reached out to apprehend Yoko by the arms. The result as immediate. Yoko jumped to her feet and punched one of the men in the stomach. He doubled over and she kicked the other one in the face. The other men all ran to her and one of them managed to hit her with the butt of his gun over the head. She fell over into the coffee table. Dimly Yoko could her mother's cries. As the men grabbed her once more Yoko's eyes caught sight of the moon through the living room window. Adrenaline began to pump through her veins and blackness enveloped her.
Light filtered through the window and hit Yoko smack dab in the face. Slowly, the girl opened her eyes, squinting. Sitting up Yoko realized two things. One she was in a strange room and two there was a strange man asleep in a chair beside her. Well not that strange. He looked rather familiar. Gingerly she slipped out of the bed. Carefully she tiptoed to the open window. She was half way out when a warm male voice from behind her said, "Well…if this isn't a sight. I go through the trouble of saving you and the only thanks I get is you hanging out my window trying to escape. That isn't very fair is it?"
Blushing Yoko slipped back in and turned to face the man. He was tall. She only reached up to his shoulder. His dark hair was messy and his eyes a warm brown color. Sorta like hot chocolate. He was muscled and she could tell that a smile was never far from his lips. Feeling self conscious about her bedraggled appearance Yoko snapped defensively, "Well what do you expect? One minute I'm being cornered by some men the next I'm waking up in a strange bed next to some stranger." The man smiled again and replied easily, "well, you weren't going to get too far in that outfit. There are some clothes in the closet that you can put on." He turned and left leaving a furious Yoko.
Was it her fault that all she wore was a t-shirt that barely covered her bum? Still mumbling angrily she yanked the closet open and found one outfit for a woman. A small yellow cheongsam with pants and a sash. Boots had been placed right under it. Sighing Yoko yanked it on and grabbing a pencil of a desk she quickly twisted her long golden-brown hair into a bun. Tucking a stray strand behind her ear Yoko slowly excited the room.
Goten walked into he kitchen and greeted his mother. "Hey mom…" Chichi looked up from the large pot of rice she was making. "Good morning Goten. Did you sleep well? How about our guest?" rolling his eyes at the mention of the girl in the next room Goten said, "She's fine considering that I found her climbing out the window." Chichi nearly whirled around a look of shock on her fine features, "WHAT? Goten waved a hand, "oh she's fine. She's changing right now." Chichi sighed and said, "Well as long as she doesn't try to do anything silly. By the way Trunks called to say that he's taking the day of. He should be here in about 20min."
Goten nodded and let his thoughts drift to the woman in his room. She was cute with her long golden-brown hair and jade eyes. But why did she have a tail? Was she a threat to the earth? Was she a saiyan? He couldn't remember having his. And if she was a saiyan then why didn't she have dark hair and eyes? Well…maybe she was demi saiyan like he and Trunks. That would explain her coloring. And she sure was feisty. He laughed silently. What was her name? Trunks had called her Ms. Yoko or something…
He was still wrapped up in his thoughts when someone cleared their voice. Goten and Chichi both turned to find the girl standing at the door a faint frown on her lips.
Yoko frowned when she saw the guy sitting at a kitchen table. A woman stood before a pot of rice and the smell coming from it made her stomach growl. Clearing her throat the two people turned. Instantly the woman by the pot was at her side. "Good morning dear. My name is Chichi and this is my son Goten. Here, have a seat." Chichi led her to the chair beside Goten and had her sit. Ignoring Goten Yoko said softly, "Thank you Chichi. I'm Yoko Himura by the way." It was Goten who answered. "It's nice to know that you can be civil." Yoko instantly bristled and was about to snap something un-lady like when a frying pan whizzed through the air and bashed across Goten's head.
"Goten how you dare address her that way! Ignore him Yoko. All the Son men are tactless. That aside I heard that you ran into a little trouble." Blushing faintly at the mention of yesterdays events Yoko nodded and said, "Yeah. Some jerks thought that I was an easy target. I was going to get rid of them but then Mr. Briefs showed up with his friend." Goten frowned at her and said, "what? I don't have a name? Are you angry with me?" Yoko sniffed delicately and snapped, "As your mother said you are completely devoid of tact. Those sorts of people make enemies quickly." Goten would have answered but his mother gave him a warning look. As she placed a large bawl of rice before Yoko she asked, "So you work for Trunks? His family is very close to ours. You were at their house you know. But then I asked Bulma to bring you over here since I rarely have company."
Yoko finished what she was chewing and said slightly shocked, "How long was I out?" Goten smirked around his food and said smugly, "for about a week. According to one of your friends, a Ms. Aria I believe, you've been over working yourself. Why is that? You're only a secretary." Yoko felt her anger begin to boil. Who the hell was this guy? Did he derive pleasure from annoying her? He was such an ass! Through gritted teeth she said, "I have bills to pay. Living in the city isn't exactly cheap." Goten shrugged and said, "well you're a single woman. No wonder you find things so expensive." The bottle containing her anger burst open.
Slamming her chair back Yoko leaped to her feet and whirled towards Goten. Sticking a finger in his face she hissed, "Who the hell do you think you are telling me that I'm a shopping addict? You don't know me. So you better back off before I'm forced to kick your sorry butt!" Goten had the audacity to laugh. Trunks hadn't mentioned her sense of humor. "Well if that wasn't a joke then I don't know what that was. Its common knowledge that females who live in the city spend ten times more money than females who don't."
Grabbing Goten by the collar of his shirt Yoko shook him and yelled, "oh yeah? Well its common knowledge that men who live in the county are more apt to be fascist pigs than men who don't!" at that moment Chichi's voice broke clearly through the bubble of oblivion that had wrapped around them. "Say Cheese!" instantly the two young people looked up just in time to see the flash of the camera go off. Blushing Yoko couldn't believe it. Why on earth had she taken a photo? Before she could say anything the voice of her boss said, "well it's seems I've arrived at the perfect moment wouldn't you say Pan?" Yoko let her shoulders slump. This was just to weird.
Lol I like this chapter. Yoko and Goten have good chemistry right? Lol I wonder how much longer it will be before Yoko "accidentally" murders Goten for his 'fascist' ways. Lol more soon!