Chapter One
The slamming of an object to the side of Ahana's head jolted her as she spun around, her bright blue eyes flashing in anger and irritance. Rubbing her hand against her wavy blue hair she could feel the knot forming. "Jerk" she muttered as she took the ball in her hands and stood up to see a guy jogging towards her. His dark eyes wide and his hair tousled, "I am really sorrie about that" he said his cheeks turning scarlet. "Are you all right?" he said finally reaching her. "DO I LOOK OK?" she snapped as she threw the ball towards his midsection. Surprised he caught it as she only narrowed her eyebrows. "I really am sorrie," he said once again eyeing her slightly. Rolling her eyes she turned around and settled back down on her blanket. "That had to hurt" he said as he still stood above her. "Why are you still here?" she snapped as she looked away from her book and to him as she pushed her bright bangs from her eyes.
"I'm Goten" he said extending his hand to her. Ignoring it she raised her eyebrows, "Goten?" she repeated. He nodded. Before she could say anything another guy appeared at Goten's side. Same build. Only lavender hair and blue eyes. "so you are the other idiot he was playing with. This is a park not a firing range" she pointed out. Surprised he said nothing and looked over at Goten who had an unusal smile on his face. "Are you always this. . .polite?" the lavendar haired guy asked slowly. Staring at the him Ahana gritted her teeth, "only when I am hit upside the head with a ball in a park while trying to read a book!" she hollered at him. "Man. . " he said immediately stepping back an amused smile playing on his lips. "She sounds like your mom Goten. . .I am outta here. I will talk to you later" he said then jogged off. "I am like your mother? That two bit~~" Ahana began to rage but Goten stopped her, "Do you want to go to dinner tonight?" he asked breaking in. Her eyes widening she stared at him in disbelief. "Have you not heard a WORD I just SAID! What would ever make you think I would want to?" she said grabbing her book, blanket and purse. "Oh I am sorrie. I didn't mean to offend you" Goten said realizing she was going to leave, "I am just a dummy sometimes and. . ." he said as he walked along side her as she rushed towards the street. "Why are you following me?" she demanded as she stopped and turned to face him. "I. . .er . . ." he said fidgeting. "I er what?" she said raising her eyebrows at him. "Want to go out sometime" he said trying to recover his lost confidence. Staring at him for a moment she shook her head, "no" she said simply then disappeared down the street.
Smiling brightly at her disappearing figure he sighed but jumped at the sound of another voice "What are you smiling about? she COMPLETELY blew you off!" Trunks said as he appeared by his side.
"I thought you were going to take off?" Goten asked ignoring his comment. "i was. . .and then I realized this was more interesting. I mean no one can be worse than our mothers right?" he said chuckling.
"YOU DID WHAT? HOW COULD YOU? ARE YOU~~~I AM GOING TO KILL YOU" Ahana raged as she chased Goku around the office. "I can explain!" he yelped as she jumped onto the desk and tackled him as he made a pass around the front of the desk.
"AHANA" Goku exclaimed wiggling as she began hammering him with her fists as he blocked his face.
"GOKU THAT WAS MY ENTIRE REPORT! What am I going to tell my manager?" she said as she got off him and took her seat behind her desk and started hitting her forehead against the computer screen. "Gee. .. I am really sorrie Ahana... I can talk to Trunks~" he began but Ahana jumped up "No! Goku no. . .for dende's sake. . .I agreed to teach you how to use a computer because you helped me in that alley last week but Goku you are a walking disaster!" Ahana muttered, "I almost rather of had my purse stolen" she moaned. "Well i know how to make it better" Goku said nodding. Lifting her eyes to him she said nothing for a moment but just waited for him to go on "We should get something to eat. Besides I am hungry" he said rubbing his stomach. "Aargh. No go. I have to redo the report. I am going to be here late. Just. .. ugh. . .tomorrow be here ok? I will show you how to NOT erase something IMPORTANT" she snapped. "Wait you are still going to help me?" he asked confused. "Yes. .. yes. Don't let it go to your head. Just get out of here ok?" she said with the roll of her eyes. Nodding he disappeared from sight as she tried fighting back tears of frusturation and rebooted her computer.
"Where have you been?" Chichi demanded as Goku walked in to see Goten and Trunks in a heated video game match. Smiling he went over to them and started shouting "YEA GOTEN!" he said clapping as Chichi went over to him and grabbed him by the ear "Where have you been?" she said reiterating the question. "OW CHICHI" he squealed as he began dancing under her thumb, "I went to Capsule Corp" he said as she released him. "For what?" Trunks muttered not looking away from the screen. "One of your. . .er. . .what are they called. . " he said thinking of the word and scratching his head. "Employee's" Trunks supplied. "No. . INTERNS!" he said happy with his knowledge, "She is teaching me how to work a computer" he said nodding. "SHE?" Chichi exclaimed looking at him. "Explain in a minute or else your are dead Goku" she threatend her eyes narrowed as Goten and Trunks turned off the game and looked at him. "Er. . well I saved her purse from being stolen and then she said if there was anything she could do she would and I asked her to teach me how to work one of those thingies" he said pointing to the laptop that Gohan had left behind in the corner from his last visit. Raising an eyebrow in disbelief Chichi went to grab his ear again but Trunks and Goten shot up, "Er I can see who she is" Trunks said as Goku dodged Chichi. "What?" Chichi and Goku said in unison. "I mean I am her boss. .. so" he said smiling slightly and turning red. "Good" Chichi nodded at Trunks then turned to Goku, "Whats her name GOKU?" she demanded. "Ahana. Ahana O'Toole"
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