Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z/GT.

Each star increases as do my fantasies for you.

In our possession we hold three of the seven.

My one true passion in life

Is to discover that your heart burns with passion for me.

With every inch I take

Your mother's dragon radar in my hand

To collect the pieces that fit together the puzzle

That connects to form the image of your fair face.

Your smile persuades me to strive harder in my search.

Your delicate eyes watch over me with protection

As I search the ash and rubble

My hands soiled from the dirt and debris

Your head lost in curiosity of my intent for finding the seven tokens

Which point the path straight to you

Your smile increasing as "a job well done"

We found the fourth fragment of the seven piece whole.

Your lavender locks concealing the sapphires flawlessly arranged in the orbits

Just perfectly aligned above your faultless nose.

Me sitting in the passenger seat of your aircraft

With your strong hands firmly gripping the wheel

Wishing to be that steering device held tightly in your grasp

To have such an importance to you, if even for so few minutes.

"Hooray!" We've tracked down dragonball number five.

Your soft voice questions my intents for finding the magic objects.

Meant as a joke you guess my aim to be money.

As if any amount of money the dragon could grant could buy me what my heart desires.

My hand reaching for the bottle of soda innocently resting in the cup holder,

So conveniently a barricade between us

Your hand falling for a rest, brushes against mine.

My heart feels a jolt

As my eyes, colored blue by contacts

Glance up at yours, their natural shade.

"Dragonball number six is on target," are the only words your lips speak.

One left after this,

Then the majestic dragon will be summoned

His snake-like body will coil around the earth,

His skin glowing green with bright, red eyes staring down at the wish maker.

That's when I'll let my heart force the words out of my mouth,

The very words I wanted to say since the day I realized my feelings.

Secret emotions that you will soon discover as I make my wish.

Six in our grasp and already knowing the location of the final member.

As we close in, my heart rate escalates.

I can already taste your lips on mine.

This particular dragon, being much more generous than those of the past,

Offers three wishes to those who awaken him.

Our deal being that we'd each get one wish and save the last for a noble cause.

We arrive at our destination

So gallant, you fly down and retrieve the last dragon ball

You hand me the end piece of our journey.

My hands heat up knowing in less than an hour you will be mine.

Your eyes directly into mine, you politely ask,

"What will your wish be?"

It is in that moment my smile fades as I understand the selfish quest of my heart

"I can't," I reply. "My wish would be unfair to you."

"Then let us put the dragonballs aside," you reply as you gently stroke my face.

"I won't waste your wish, you may have mine," I say.

"My very wish is right here with me."

My eyes widen as your face leans forward and your lips part.

Your strong hand supporting the back of my head as your other grasps my shoulder.

Our eyes shut as our lips melt into one.

Enjoying a wish so great no dragon of any caliber could grant.