Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Inhibited Passion ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2:

Bulma looked down at her list, "I have just about everything except frosting…"

She was going to bake a cake for her neighbor, Ms. Carlson. It was a traditionally thing that she had picked up. Her first year living in the apartment, the kind woman took it to be her objective to make her feel as comfortable as possible. Bulma grew to love her as a second mother and as a sign of appreciation she started to make treats for the older woman. Each year, she act just as surprised as the other.

The particular brand of frosting that she wanted was on the top shelf. Her hand barely grazed the top of the shelf. She tip-toed grabbing a hold of the container, managing to drop it as she came into full contact of it.

"Shit." she murmured watching it roll down the aisle stopping at a pair of sneakers. She looked at it for a moment or two, embarrassed for the incident that took place. The individual bent over and picked it up.

"I think this is yours," he said walking towards her.

Despite her embarrassment, she met the man's gaze. She was there met with the most intense eyes she had every seen. She followed her gaze down his body taking in his appearance. He was undeniably attractive. His physique was only fit for a god. She blushed, feeling the heat of his gaze on her. He caught her staring. She wasn't aware of how long she was looking at him, but it was apparently long enough to have his undivided attention.

"Ms.? Are you alright?"

"Huh?" she replied shaking her head, "Oh, yes, I am. I'm sorry. I…umm…it."

He was looking at her intently. Despite his serious stature, you could see the laughter in his eyes. She paused for a moment to regain her composure, "I apologize. I'm a bit clumsy. Thank you."

"You're welcome," he replied as she took the container from his hand.

They locked gazes once again. He was transfixed on her. He wasn't one to deny sexual appeal. She was attractive. She was blessed with all the right curves. Her blue hair extending to her lower back gave her an air of regalness. After a moment of admiration, he noticed that her slender figure could easy adapt to his body. This was leading his train of thought to other things and places. He quickly broke out of his trance when she appeared to be uncomfortable under his scrutiny.

"Well, I should be going…" she started.

"Have dinner with me." He said quickly.

"Excuse me?"

"I said have dinner with me. I won't take no for an answer." He said sincerely. He didn't know what it was about her, but he wanted to see where this would lead to. He never had felt the urge to get to know a woman like this nor has anyone been able to attract him so effortlessly. He figured after one date whatever it was would be satisfied.

She looked at him for a moment before replying, "All right."

"How about you met me at Olive Garden? I hope you like Italian."

"Alright, seven sound ok." She replied.

"Yes, till tomorrow then." He said taking her hand into his own kissing it.

She watched him walk away from her before she realized that she didn't even know his name…

Author's Note:

It looks like attraction at first sight, eh? I know this was short, believe me, but that means that I plan for the next chapter to be long. I hope you liked it. Please Review. (Midnight Passion)