Goku's Shoes Novels & Stories

They weren't hiding their weapons anymore; heavy rifles were slung over their shoulders, their eyes constantly scanning the tree line just beyond the iron gates. "Shoes, Leo," I called out over my shoulder. "No shoes, no backyard." Leo came skidding out of the hallway, wearing a pair of bright red sneakers that looked slightly too big for him. He had the giant orange dinosaur from Clara tucked firmly under his left arm, its tail dragging along the floor. "I have shoes!" he announced, stamping his feet loudly against the marble to prove his point. "Alright, let's go," I said, sliding the heavy glass door open.

I stuttered, my finger tips hesitant to touch the stone encrusted shoe I was staring at. My eyes were hooked on it, words unable to formulate. I picked up one leg like I was holding a crate of eggs. “Holy shit.” I whispered. “Am I suppose to…how can he…” The covered toe heels had silver crystals all over it with a large clear crystal at the top like a brouch. “Jimmy choo?” I looked at the brand. “Oh there's no way.” I looked into the box and realized there was a matching crystal encrusted clutch as well.

He smiles and does the other, then tries the back again. “Hah.” He smiles when he’s managed it. He helps her with the t-shirt, and then she’s dressed. But he stops her from getting up. “Shoes?” She nods, “By the front door, those are the ones I wear most often. But the proper biker boots would be best I think.” He nods and leaves. She remains seated, waiting for him. Kai is dressed now, and sits next to her. Ash gets to the front door and there are five pairs of black leather boots. He sighs and calls back,

"Kieran is going to forget how to form sentences when he sees you." "That's the plan," I said while trying to walk in the matching shoes and immediately wobbling. "Though I'm more worried about forgetting how to walk in these death traps." "Goddess bless these shoes," Ren said solemnly while steadying me. "May they not cause their wearer to face plant in front of the entire pack." "That's asking a lot from shoes," I said while practicing walking around my room. "The Goddess and I have a complicated relationship when it comes to coordination."

The training hall was a cavernous space that smelled of floor wax and old leather. I walked in, shuffling my feet in a pair of oversized jogging pants and a hoodie that felt like a tent. Gio was already there. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just black athletic shorts and hand wraps that he was tightening with his teeth. The sight of his back—the broad expanse of muscle and that "K" tattoo—was impressive, I’ll give him that. But I didn't let it show. I just yawned loudly, the sound echoing off the high ceilings.

As he ordered August to get out from his way, he raised his right foot forward. BAM!! As he stomps, it shakes the basement even fiercer than his first. Then, he raised his left foot forward. BAM!!! "W-Whoa!?" It was just as powerful as August's beeline slash…! What's with that footwork…!? He's gaining more power in each advancing step…! The moment he reaches the wall with both of his fist at the right side of his waist… "崩山拳!!!" ("Bēngshān quán!!!")

Sohi nodded with a smile, then she slowly lifted he foot and put it on his knee. Arjun took out the slipper from her feet and put the glass shoe, then he took out the slippers from her other feet and put the other shoe on her foot. The shoes fit perfectly on her feet, she was standing wearing them, they were not high heels but medium and thick heels, which made her feel comfortable, but she was still reluctant to take the step wearing them. Arjun felt her reluctant, he stood up and held her hand "Don't worry, they won't break, because they are made of high-quality glass, even a bullet can't pierce them."

His skin was darker tan and he had big onyx eyes filled with mirth. He was also wearing Shouha themed windlet uniform which comprised of light brown shirt for tops with two pockets on the chest. He was also wearing ¾ sized pants in dark brown color which ends were slipped into a pair of dark brown boots. His outfit was the same as Darrion, minus the ¾ sized pants and boots, as Darrion was wearing a pants that’s just slightly past his knees and he kept his lightweight shoes. Mika and Kotori also wore this kind of brown themed outfits, but Mika was wearing shoes with short heels. Their outfits were actually simple except two people, Gilbert and Saburo.

His eyes zero in on my shoes and immediately widen in horror. “I will admit that I hate salads and appreciate you supporting and encouraging me to eat real food if you explain what the fuck is on your feet!” he exclaims, “To quote a certain Wakandan; WHAT ARE THOSE?!” he cries, gesturing dramatically to my shoes. I glance down at the shoes on my feet, “Don’t you go dissing my sandals,” I say defensively. I love these shoes. They’re open-toed sandals with a large white cushioned platform base, neon yellow detailing, extra padding under the heel and two translucent neon yellow buckles that strap over the top. I think they’re great.