I have no idea what I'm doing.
I wake up to a pair of cold feet pressed firmly against my back. I jump, hitting my head off the floor as I fall.
"Dammit Kirei." I mutter under my breath as I climb back on the mattress, shoving her feet down so they don't touch me.
"Damn girl sleeps like a rock." I toss my arm around her waist, where it was before I fallen asleep.
Before I can get comfortable again Kirei wakes up, rubbing her eyes and looking at me innocently. I groan and head to the kitchen, cooking mass amounts of eggs and bacon. Kirei scampers after me, holding onto the slack of my shirt.
"You get dressed, love." I tell her, stirring the eggs. Without question he heads to the dressers, rustling around for something of her liking. I look over my shoulder to see her coming back in with baggy sweatpants and a hoodie on.
I groan and roll my eyes. "I meant in your own clothes."
"I know, but yours are so much more comfy." She pouts and sits at the table as I hand her a seeming plate of food. She shovels it down, her eyes watering from the pain in her mouth. I roll my eyes again and sit down with my own plate, waiting for it to cool down a bit before I burn myself.
"They may be comfy, but Bulma didn't spend all that money on you just so you could wear my clothes." I take a bite of my now cooled food.
"I guess you're right. Are anywhere today?"
"I wasn't planning on anything." I take another bite.
"Oh, well, do you think we could go meet your other friends? You know, the ones that aren't Bulma?"
I nod, mouth full of food. "Sure. But you have to wear your own clothes." I wink at her and she smiles, eating more of her food.
After we finish eating, Kirei asks me to help her pick out some clothes. I shrug and tell her that I know nothing about what would look good, and that anything she might decide to wear would look amazing on her. She takes her clothes and changes in the bathroom while I dress myself. After not even thirty seconds, she calls my name.
"Goku! Come help me with this thing!" She sounds winded, so I go to the door and push it open.
Kirei is standing in front of the bathroom mirror, trying to get her bra on. Even to me it's obvious that it's on wrong. I chuckle and move toward her, removing the straps from around her back and adjusting them so they rest on her shoulders. I clip the back on the middle loops and turn her around, adjusting the pads so they cover her properly.
Fully aware of my red face the whole time, Kirei kisses my cheek in thanks.
"And that's how you put on a bra." I say, turning her back around.
"These things aren't very comfortable." She says, plucking on one of the straps.
"I've been told, but you'll get used to it. Now finish getting dressed."
I walk out of the bathroom and close the door behind me, moving back over to the clothes I've picked for myself that day. Normally I'd wear my training gi when visiting anyone, or even just lounging around, but because Kirei is with me, I'd rather not traipse around in my usual garb.
I slip on a dark pair of jeans, one that Kirei seemed quite fond of yesterday, and a dark blue shirt that stretches tight against my chest.
I hear the bathroom door open, and turn to face Kirei. She's dressed in a cute pink skirt and a yellow t shirt with a v-neck.
"Babe, can you re-do my hair before we leave? Like, in something that's not a braid?" She doesn't wait for an answer as she pulls the hair tie out of her ends and starts to undo the weave.
"Sure, come here." I walk past her and take a second hair tie and a brush out of the cupboard in the bathroom.
She follows me and sits on the toilet seat cover, working the rest of the braid out. I sand behind her and work the brush through her hair, getting all the little snarls out. I out her hair in a plain pony tail and warp the rest of her hair around it, tucking the little ends under the bun and tying it off again so it doesn't unravel.
Suddenly I'm very grateful that Bulma forced me to help her with all this girl stuff when I was little.
After I tap Kireis shoulder she stands and goes to the mirror, looking at the large bun from a side view.
"How'd you do that? Make it short?" She pokes it, feeling the hardness.
I place my hands on either of her hips and put my face on her shoulder.
"Have I ever told you how much I like your neck?"
She turns her head and looks at me with an amused frown. "No?"
"Well, then, I like your neck." To prove my point I kiss it, making her giggle. "We should go now. You ready?"
She nods and skips out of the bathroom. I follow and slip on some socks and a pair of shoes.
Walking out, I crouch down to have Kirei climb on my back.
"It's gonna be a long ride, you know. Roshi's island is on the other side of the world. Maybe two hours." I say as she hooks her feet around my hips.
I slowly lift off the ground, going high enough that we won't hit any trees. I hold onto the back of Kirei's calves. I smirk to myself.
"Actually, we're gonna be there in ten minutes." I blast off full speed before she can answer me. I hear faint screaming and I laugh, looking back to see Kireis cheeks fluttering from air resistance.
"I should tell you," I shout back to her, "Master Roshi is a bit of a pervert. So don't take anything he says to heart, okay?" She keeps screaming, but I assume she heard me.
Not long after take off I find myself over a deep blue ocean, scouting around for the little pink house. Once spotted I slow down and land lightly on the sand, lowering Kirei off my hips.
"Master Roshi!" I walk toward the front door, pushing through and finding him on the couch, watching porn. I cover my face and hold Kirei back from stepping through.
"Oh, Goku, my boy! What a nice surprise. Come, sit." He pats he spot next to him without looking away from the television.
"Actually, Master Roshi, I brought someone along with me this time." I say, lowering my hand from my face.
"Oh, that's not a problem. Bring 'im in!"
I nod my head toward the television. "It's a girl. So, uh, could you, um.."
Roshi threw his arms in the air and stood up, clicking off the tv. "Oh, Goku. Even after all these years you still know how to make me happy. Bring her in, lemme see what prize you found for me."
I lead Kirei inside, holding her by the shoulder.
"Actually she's my girlfriend. She wanted to meet everyone. Who's here?"
His eyes grew with my confession. "Oh, Yamcha's upstairs with Puar, Oolong, Tien, and Chaotzu. I'll go get them. You two, uh," He eyes Kirei, "Make yourselves comfortable." He walks over to the staircase and shouts as he jogs up it. "Boys, we have some news! Goku's got a girlfriend!"
Before he's out of sight the loud stampede of bodies falls down the stairs as they rush over to me, eyes wide. Puar is the first to talk.
"Goku! Who would've guessed! Wow, she's a pretty one, huh?" She's pushed out of the way as Yamcha and Oolong try to get a better view.
"Shit, man. Where'd you find this one?" Yamcha looks her up and down, smirking. I shove him away from her gently. Oolong said nothing but drooled at her feet. She stepped back, disgusted.
Tien and Chaotzu stood there with wide eyes and open mouths, not saying anything.
Roshi raised himself from the floor, readjusting his hat and glasses.
"Give the girl some space. Goku, why don't you tell us about this doll?"
I smile and throw an arm around her shoulders.
"This is my girlfriend. Her name is Kirei."
Okay now I have a little bit of an idea what I'm doing. But not a lot. This was hard to write, but I got it out in double time, so it's okay.
~MVO