Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Smoke and Mirrors ❯ Love in the Mall? ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
" And of course you'll have to study every day. " Chi Chi chattered as she cleared the table.

" Me? Study? " a look of dismay crossed Jiara's face, " But...I...ah..."

" No excuses, young lady. Education is so important! Wherever your parents are, I'm sure that they wouldn't want you to fall behind in your studies. And how would it look on my behalf to let such a thing go? "

The young woman's entire demeanor seemed to visibly deflate, " As you wish. "

Jiara was beginning to question if staying at Goten's house was really the best option. Chi Chi had been generous enough to allow the girl use of Gohan's old room, but it came at the price of a long list of rules. She even had a curfew and bedtime!

When Chi Chi turned to set some plates in the sink, Jiara glanced pleadingly at Goten. He shrugged and gave an apologetic smile.

" Hey Mom, I'm going to take Jiara into the city for a while, all right. "

" Just a minute, Goten. It's been over a month since you cleaned your room. I'm not a maid, you know. I cook the meals, wash the clothes and do the shopping; the least you can do is clean your room once in a while. I mean, it's really not asking much. "

" But... "

" Uh uh, no buts. You're not going anywhere until that room is done. "

Goten's shoulders slumped. How much embarrassment could a guy endure? Not only would Jiara think he was lazy, she'd think he was a slob and a mama's boy as well.

" I do not wish to undermine your authority, but I am quite ill prepared in the fact that I have no clothing or other, such basic, necessities. When I first arrived at your home, I asked Goten if he could take me shopping. I would be most appreciative if he could clean his room tomorrow. "

Chi Chi looked at her oddly for a short time then sighed, " I suppose it can wait another day. You do need clothes after all. " She reached over to take her purse from the counter.

" I do not need your money, " Jiara said flippantly then blushed a bit when the older woman raised a brow, " Ah, what I meant is that there was money in my jacket, and so I would feel bad taking any from you. You have been so generous already with the food and shelter. "

Chi Chi's expression didn't change as Goten grabbed Jiara by the sleeve and bolted through the backdoor.

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Goten's eyes grew wide when the young woman finally stepped out of the dressing room. She was wearing a simple white sundress, but the way it fit her well developed figure boggled the mind. The front was cut low and hugged her upper body sensually before flaring gently over her hips, falling high on her thighs, leaving her long slender legs bare. The color accentuated her golden tan and onyx eyes perfectly.

" Well, Goten? What do you think? " she asked almost timidly.

" It's, um, well...." he stuttered. There was no way the girl could be as naive as her expression indicated. A dark flush colored his cheeks as she stared at him expectantly, " You look... " he faltered reluctant to say the wrong thing to the young girl.

" You do not like it? " There was a hint of surprise in the question. Jiara glanced in the mirror to her right trying to see what was wrong with her appearance. She was certain that he'd approve of it.

" I love it! " he finally blurted out upon seeing the injured look in her eyes. Goten couldn't let her believe that she looked anything less than stunning, and it was the truth after all.

" Really? " she beamed turning towards him once more. " You are not just saying that are you? " Her eyes narrowed slightly as she awaited his reply.

" Of course not, " he stood and moved to stand next to her. " It's perfect on you, " he said warmly.

Jiara looked up at Goten with a soft smile, and he found that he couldn't take his eyes from hers. The lights overheard cast golden highlights in her dark hair and made her eyes sparkle. She took a step closer, and her scent, like a sweet perfume, made his heart skip a beat.

People walking nearby stared openly at them. It was difficult to miss the attractive teens staring intently at one another by the dressing room door. An elderly woman passed them, and with a tender smile turned to husband of almost fifty years, " Don't they make an adorable couple? Just like we were at their age. "

The man chuckled kindly, " Only, if I recall, you wore a bit more clothing. "

The pair disappeared into the crowd, but Goten had heard them and quickly took a step back, " Did...you want to try anything else? " One hand stole to the back of his head as he glanced nervously away from her mesmerizing eyes.

" No, " she sighed, " I think I have more than en... " Her voice trailed off, and her face paled slightly. An indescribable emotion flickered in her eyes as she glanced quickly around the store.

" Are you okay? "

" Suddenly I do not feel so well, " she replied hoarsely wavering slightly.

He reached out to steady her, fearful that she might faint, " We better get you back home. " He gathered the bags and helped her to the counter where they paid for the dress she was still wearing.

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The next morning Goten woke early and went downstairs for breakfast. He wanted to get his chores finished so that he could spend the afternoon with Jiara. They'd hurried home when she began to feel sick, and she'd gone straight to her room for the remainder of the night. He couldn't help but worry about the girl who'd occupied his thoughts almost constantly since the incident outside the dressing room.

Goten wandered into the kitchen where Chi Chi and Goku were sitting at the table. Goku immediately grinned and offered a cheerful good morning. Chi Chi, on the other hand, just smiled hesitantly and pointed to a plate of food on the counter.

" Thanks, Mom. Hey, has Jiara been down yet? " he asked between bites of pancake.

Goku shook his head, " I don't think so. I haven't seen her since she got here yesterday, Have you seen her, Hon? "

" She was down here briefly for a glass of juice. "

" Is she feeling any better? "

" I don't know. We didn't talk. She just walked in, grabbed a glass of orange juice and disappeared again. "

A worried frown touched Goku's lips as he looked at his wife, " Chi Chi, you look tired. Are you feeling all right? "

There was a moment of silence before she answered, " I'm fine. I just had kind of a restless night. "

A knock on the door startled everyone, and Goku stood up to answer it. " Um, hello? "

He looked down at the girl standing on the doorstep. She had dark hair, bright blue eyes, and a faint smile. Her attire was casual, denim shorts and a black tank top under a long light weight duster. There was a black briefcase sitting on the porch by her feet,
" I was hoping that I might get the chance to talk to you, " she said quietly.

" Talk to me? About what? " Goku's brow knitted curiously as he stared at the stranger.

" Magazine subscriptions. I'm...selling magazines and wondered if you would like to buy a subscription or two for your family. "

" Magazines? " Goku repeated scratching his head. He turned to his wife and son, " Do either of you want to buy any magazine subscriptions? "

" Which magazines? " Goten asked as he finished off the last of his bacon, " Maybe there's something Jiara would like. "

Goku looked back to ask the girl, but there was no one there. " What the? " Goku stepped out on the porch and looked around the yard. There was absolutely no sign of the girl or anyone else for that matter. He walked back inside and shook his head, " That was really strange, " he muttered almost to himself.

" Losing it, Dad? " Goten grinned tossing his plate in the sink.

" Watch it, young man, " he threatened with a laugh.

" Morning, " chirped a voice from the kitchen doorway.

Goten turned to see Jiara standing there, still in her night gown. Her hair was tousled about her face and tumbled haphazard over her shoulders. She smiled sweetly, " I feel so much better today. Maybe we could do something this afternoon. "

" I was thinking the same thing, " Goten smiled back, " There's just one thing I have to do first. "

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