Random Stories, AI influence (Dragonball Edition!)

Admirers 🌼 Yandere Goku x Reader x Yandere Black 🌹 pt 2

Months 3-6:

It started off with small things, small changes or weird occurences. Things such as your phone charger missing, or your seat being readjusted, and even the cleanliness being upped inside of your car. You were slightly worried that someone was trying to steal something from you, but you hardly kept anything in your car apart from an emergency kit and the manual for operating your vehicle. You figured that maybe a neighborhood kid was trying to pull a prank on you, as there have been quite a few neighbors who have gotten pranked before in the past.

But then it started happening in your house. It started off with one room, and then two, when you began to notice it, but you were nearly convinced that maybe you were in a haunted house. Things were getting rearranged, going missing and then brought back, or even dropped right before you were walking in, but you never saw anyone. You started to call yourself crazy, and one night at work, you ended up venting. Not to your coworkers, but to your twin patrons that were once again at the establishment. "... And this morning, I found an arrangement of tea bags laid out all over my kitchen counter! Which isn't even as bad as last night, cause I swear that something hard poked me in my lower back when I was bending down to pick up my shoes! I nearly fell over! I think I'd feel better if I had an actual mouse or something scurrying around, not some.. some confused OCD poltergeist!" You say with a frustrated tone, burying your face in your hands a bit. Black shot Goku a quick and angry look before he rested a comforting hand on your shoulder. "Would you like for us to come over? Perhaps we can stay for a little while just to see if this.. ghost, messes with us as well."

This time Goku was confused, but another look from Black kept Goku from speaking up and possibly ruining everything.

You gnaw at your bottom lip, unsure for a moment before sighing heavily. "You know what.. yeah.. Yeah that might be good. Um.. I just.. if I end up being crazy, please don't laugh at me.. I'll give you guys a few coupons for free meals." You say, Goku lighting up instantly. "For reals?! Sweet!" Black rolled his eyes a bit, but smirked lightly. "Honestly. Anyways, when should we come over?" Black asks, but Goku suddenly speaks up. "We can be over Thursday! You're not busy right?" You stare in bewilderment at Goku, who seems to cringe and smile sheepishly as if he's slipped up, but you end up agreeing. "Actually, I'm off Thursday, so yeah.. Is Thursday a day you two are usually off too? I mean, you are here a lot." You say, and Goku yelps a bit when Black kicks him hard under the table. "This excited oaf is, but I can come over later. I actually do have a small job that I frequent during the day."

So it was settled. You exchanged your number with Black and Goku before you got back to work, giving both of them smiles before you sauntered off towards the employees lounge. As usual, the boys stared off after you until they couldn't see you anymore, before Black glared a bit hard at Goku. "What did I say about you controlling yourself?" Goku squirmed under Black's gaze, his tone hushed. "Sorry! I just, I couldn't help myself, ya know? I didn't think she'd notice, but I couldn't get it to go down when she came out in a towel after showering. Black, you should've seen her, and her scent was just.." Goku realized what he was saying and remembering was getting him more than just a little excited, before he excused himself and awkwardly rushed to the bathroom. Black sighed in exasperation and rested an elbow on the table, propping his hand up to hold his chin as he looked down at your contact now being in his phone. With a smirk, Black glances around until he spots you diligently working like usual, entertaining a group of women that had come in. Though, his smirk faded into a scowl when one of the nightly dancers made herself known to him, leaning over the table with a flirty smile and obvious dip to show her hardly concealed cleavage. "Hey there big boy, would you like a dance?" She asks, but Black just glares hotly at her. "I could smell you before you got close to me. Take that seafood boil smell and rank perfume to a person that won't care about catching more than a burning itch."