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DragonBall V: A World Both
Familiar and Foreign

Chapter 29: Reaching From Nowhere

“Look, I don’t like the idea of fusing with you any more
than you do, but I think it’s our only chance to help.” Piccolo stated in a
gruff tone, scowling at the guardian of earth.

“This stems from your defeat at the hands of those androids,
I presume?” Kami asked, glancing down at the earth at the approximate location
of the cyborgs.

Piccolo’s eyes went that way as well, though he couldn’t sense
the androids. “Partly. It’s just the best solution, overall. I know the
incredible power I can gain from fusing with another Namek, as I had done it
before with Nail. But I think it would be even more so with you, since we were
once one, however revolting that thought it.”

Kami nodded, deep in thought. “I see. So a year in the Room
of Spirit and Time won’t be enough, in your estimation?”

“Would I ask of you such a repulsive thing as fusing
together if I thought it would be enough?!” The younger Namek shouted, on edge
already just from talking to Kami. No matter how ‘good’ he was now, his former
self had hated Kami with a burning passion for hundreds of years and those
feelings still remained in his younger incarnation. No amount of caring for the
Earth and especially about a young demi-Saiyan boy
could change that.

“The androids aren’t our biggest problem. I sense a much
greater evil on the Earth. That should be our primary concern.” The guardian
commented, reaching out with his senses and trying to pinpoint the source of
the foreboding he felt.

Piccolo scowled. “You mentioned that before. If it’s true,
then it’s even more of a reason to fuse. Do you not agree?”

The wizened old Namek frowned and paced slowly, his cane
tapping against the floor of the Lookout rhythmically. “If we fuse, it’s
irreversible. You realize this, of course?”

“Unfortunately, yes.” The other Namek replied, distaste
evident in his tone.

Kami nodded. “Mr. Popo would like
to say his farewells to me, I am sure. Though I will live on in you, it won’t
be quite the same, I imagine. Perhaps fused together we’ll be able to sense
where this new threat is before it is too late.”

“Hmph. We should hurry then. Get a
move on, you geezer. Try not to die or go senile on me before we fuse. And we
will be using my body. I don’t want
to end up looking like a green raison.” Piccolo declared.

“Of course.” Kami replied offhandedly, moving towards Mr. Popo to tell him the news and to say goodbye.

**********************

Mr. Satan touched down inside the walls of Fort
Niji,
quickly identifying himself before he found himself suddenly in an inhabitant
of Otherworld. “That soldier said I could help with transporting supplies for
relief of the citizens of Gingertown?” The world
champion asked.

“Hmm, yes. You can take supplies to General Murasaki, who is fairly close to Gingertown.
Any evacuated citizens will be there.” Lieutenant Enshoku
replied. It was a lie, of course.

“Right. Well feel free to load what supplies you can onto
the plane. It’s not much but it should help out.” Hercule
stated, obvious arrogance in his voice.

“Yes, of course.” The soldier agreed, motioning to some
enlisted men to start loading supplies.

“Hey, uh, I’m not an expert on the army or anything, but
aren’t those red scarves you all are wearing against the military dress code or
something?” Mr. Satan asked, scratching his head in confusion.

“Oh no, our platoon always wear these red scarves. We’re a
kind of special forces, you could say.” The soldier quickly stated, not wanting
their cover to be blown.

The martial artist nodded. “Oh, yes of course. Oh… looks
like they’re about done. I’ll be on my way then. Where is this Murasaki guy?”

“General Murasaki. And here’s a
map. Thank you again for providing this valuable service, good citizen.” Lt. Enshoku watched Mr. Satan take off into the air again and
he grinned. “The revived Red Ribbon Army thanks you for your valuable support,
chump.” The officer laughed as Hercule was taking
mostly weapons and some equipment to the young general, child of the third Murasaki ninja brother and General Red’s daughter.

**********************

Vegeta stared off into the white expanse of the Room of
Spirit and Time, deep in thought. It had been nearly ten months inside the chamber
already, and he had reached a plateau in his strength level. No matter how hard
he trained and pushed himself, he could feel what seemed to be a barrier inside
him that prevented him from going further. And this disturbed him. Two
possibilities occurred to him. Either he had reached the limit of his
abilities, or there was a level beyond a Super Saiyan. “Hmph.
Beyond a Super Saiyan? The most coveted state of being that has ever existed to
the Saiyan peoples. It seems preposterous.” Vegeta grimaced and spat onto the
featureless ground. “There must be an answer. To never get stronger? Such a
thing is unthinkable. I would rather die than reach my limits and stagnate.”

The prince flexed the arm that the android had shattered,
and though no physical pain remained, the ghost sensation of the injury
remained when he remembered it. It was a constant reminder that no matter how
strong he became there might be someone who was stronger out there, and it was
the inspiration to exceed his limitations by any means necessary.

Pondering limitations reminded him of Krillin, who had
seemed to reach his own limitations months before. The monk was driving
himself, possibly even harder than Vegeta himself, but the confines of his
power remained. The human was now not just fighting against his own
limitations, but the depression that reaching them created. It was something
that the Saiyan could offer no console on, because he was beginning to fall
into those depths himself.

“You’re up early.” Krillin commented, approaching the
prince.

Vegeta grunted in acknowledgment and turned to look at the
other man who was in little more than rags. Their clothes had seen better days,
being stained with blood and sweat, and bearing scorch marks and tears that
made them appear even worse. “I’ve been thinking about our situation. Perhaps
we should exit the room early. We seem to have done all we can already.”

Krillin was shocked. The proud and arrogant Vegeta seemed to
be admitting defeat. It was too much to comprehend. “But… we can’t! We’re not
ready!”

“And what would you have us do!? Stay in here and struggle
to increase our strengths by such a marginally small amount that we can barely
tell the difference!?” Vegeta demanded, losing his temper. “You’re barely
stronger now than you were four months ago! What will two more months get us!?”

Krillin looked down, his fist clenched in frustration. The Saiyan’s words stung, because they rang true. But leaving
before the year was up just seemed… wrong. “We just have to. The fate of the
planet could depend on it. There must be something more we can do.”

Vegeta sighed and turned away from the monk. “The only thing
I can think of is going deeper into the room, where the conditions are even
more extreme and unpredictable. Perhaps that will help.”

The monk rubbed at his head, which now sported thick black
hair since he had not bothered to shave it while training. There didn’t seem to
be much point in it anymore, as it was a practice he had begun back when he was
a monk in Orin Temple.
That life had been left behind over half a lifetime ago. “It’s worth a try.
Anything is better than giving up and accepting our limitations.”

Vegeta smirked.

Krillin blinked. “What is that look for?”

“I knew you’d say that. Let’s get to it then, runt. I’ll be
fighting you at the pinnacle of my powers today, so prepare yourself!” A golden
aura burst into existence around the Saiyan warrior and a primal war cry
screamed forth from the man’s lips.

“Aw shit… he tricked me!” Krillin couldn’t help but smile
and powered up to his own maximum level and followed his partner out into the
depths of the Time Chamber, where they would both seek to surpass their
limitations, even if it killed them.

*****************************

Goku looked up at the clock outside of the Hyperbolic Time
Chamber and sighed. “Just four more hours. Man, I hate waiting!” He grinned at
his wife, a twinkle in his eye.

Chichi’s eyes widened and she
shook her head quickly. “Oh no, mister! We’ve already done it twelve times
since you came back! I am already sore in every place that could be sore. Are
you insatiable?!”

Gohan blinked. “Done what twelve times, mom?”

The woman’s face turned so red that she looked like a
lobster. “Nothing for you to worry about, son!” She said quickly, before Goku
could respond as she knew he would. She frowned however when Peasa leaned over
and whispered into the boy’s ear, who in turn blushed.

Peasa looked up and grinned when she saw Chichi’s
scowl. “What?”

“Stop corrupting my son!” She cried, reaching for a handy
frying pan that she always kept nearby.

“Bah, please. Like telling him that you guys like to be
alone to get all kissy kissy
is going to corrupt him? If you really want me to corrupt him though, I’ll tell
him that you were mat-“ Peasa began.

“Diligence! Eh… that we were being diligent about preparing
for those androids.” Chichi scowled at the girl, who was chuckling at the older
woman’s embarrassment. [AN: Mating in Japanese is tanetsuke,
and diligence is tannen, so the transition makes
sense that way. Heh]

“Sis, leave Ms. Chichi alone.” Trunks grumbled, walking up
behind her and scowling down at her.

“You’re no fun.” She grumped, elbowing the boy in his ribs.

Goku was laughing at their antics but stopped suddenly and
gazed off with an intense look on his face. “Daddy? What’s wrong?” Gohan asked.
“Is it… the androids?”

The Saiyan shook his head. “No. I’m just sensing someone I
shouldn’t be sensing. Master Roshi is
still dead, right?” At Gohan’s nod, Goku continued. “Well, I’m sensing him. I
think he’s on his island, too. I should check it out, just in case.”

The demi-Saiyan boy grinned. “Oh,
could I go as well, father? He did give his life for mine, after all. I want to
thank him.”

Goku glanced up at the time then nodded. “We’ll be back
soon. Does anyone else want to go?”

“Roshi? Krillin has mentioned him a few times. I wouldn’t
mind meeting him. I’ll go too.” Peasa answered, approaching the older Saiyan.

“Tien? Yamcha? Chaotzu?”
Goku asked, looking over at the warriors that were playing a game of cards but
was met with negative replies.

“If it is him, I’ll catch him later. If it isn’t… well… then
I’d really rather not find out, ya know?” Yamcha
stated with a grin.

“Oh, don’t even ask
me, Goku. Your longest and dearest friend in the whole wide world, who has been
there through thick and thin!” Bulma exclaimed.

Goku laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head.
“Do you wanna go, Bulma?”

“To see Roshi? I’ll pass. That old pervert would probably
try to get me to show him my breasts or underwear again, knowing him. And I
don’t want to be away from my baby, who just went to sleep. But thank you for
asking (after I prompted you too!)” The blue-haired lady replied. She smirked
at Peasa. “Oh, he is going to like
you, Peasa. Especially since you are so immodest.”

Goku blinked a few times then looked at Peasa and Gohan. “Ok
then, are we all ready?”

“Yeah!” Gohan exclaimed.

Peasa nodded, wondering just how perverted Roshi could
really be. “Ok then, hold on!” Goku put his fingers up to his forehead and
concentrated on Roshi’s ki.
A moment later, they vanished. [AN: This brings up an interesting question. I
could have sworn that they say in DBZ that the androids didn’t have ki that the Z warriors could sense, so how did Piccolo find
the androids so quickly? I know that Vegeta and Trunks basically found Cell and
Piccolo so that explains it for them, and Cell found them because Piccolo was
fighting them, but how did Piccolo sense them? Hmm... Perhaps his superior
mental abilities helped or something? Heh]

*****************************

Videl groaned and leaned against a tree, scowling at the old
turtle hermit. “Look, you’ve timed my running speed, you’ve seen how high I can
jump, you’ve seen me stand on my hands, as well as the dozen or so other tests
you’ve had me do. When are you going to spar me to see my fighting skills, or
show me some moves, or something!
We’ve been at it all night and half the day already! I’d like to actually learn
something before I go home and sleep.”

Roshi frowned, one hand resting behind his back and the
other holding his walking stick, in his customary manor. “Young lady, I’ve been
training fighters since before you were born. In fact, I’ve been training
fighters since before your grandfather
was born. I know a thing or two about the process. Now, so far you haven’t shown
me anywhere near your maximum
abilities. Power up your ki to its maximum level and
let’s see what you can do. No need to hide it.”

The girl stared at the old man, confusion evident on her
face. “What are you talking about? The only references to ki
I’ve come across talk about focusing it like to break boards and such. And
descriptions on the proper way to breath, and what not. Is that what you’re
talking about?”

Roshi readjusted his sunglasses and looked the girl over
again. <I can sense a great power within her. Could she not realize how to
access her power at will? Oh, I have my work cut out for me!> “I’ll show you
what I mean. Then I’ll show you how to do the same.” The old man tossed his
walking stick to the side and flexed his muscles. After a few moments, trails
of ki flowed over his body as he powered up and his
muscles bulged out. “Do you see?” The hermit asked, facing the girl.

Videl blinked. “Steroids?”

“Nani?! No, you silly girl! This
is all natural! I’m so handsome, aren’t I?” Roshi posed, but the girl was
obviously unimpressed. With a nervous cough, the hermit powered down. “Now you
try. Focus your power and increase it as much as you can.”

Mr. Satan’s daughter sighed and flexed her muscles and took
deep breaths, but her ki level remained the same.
“Ok, I think I did it.”

“You haven’t done a darn thing!” The old master shouted. He
took a few breaths and rested his arms behind his back and pondered how to
teach her to manipulate her ki level. “All right
then, we’ll try some breathing exercises. Perhaps some meditation. To tell you
the truth, this is something that most fighters instinctively learn how to do.
I’ve met fighters who always remained at their maximum power without knowing
how to power down and mask their energy, even completely hide it, but I have
never met someone who was at a low power level which was obviously not anywhere
near their maximum and not know how
to raise it! My gosh, girl. Who has been teaching you?!”

The girl coughed nervously and glanced towards the sea.
“Actually, I’ve uh… been teaching myself.”

Roshi was so shocked he lost his balance and fell to the
ground. Had he not fallen, his jaw likely would have. He stood back up and
dusted himself off with a sheepish grin. “I’m both impressed and disappointed,
then. You’ve become remarkably strong on your own, but you’ve failed to learn
some of the basics. Why, you probably don’t even think you’re that much
stronger than the average fighter, I presume?” The blue-eyed girl shrugged in
reply. “My gosh. Have you ever even been in a real fight?”

“I was in the Tenkaichi Budoukai.”
Videl proclaimed proudly. “I placed second. I lost to one of your former
pupil’s sons, actually. Son Gohan.”

The hermit chuckled. “I imagine he beat you into the ground,
am I right? Did you even land a single blow?”

Satan’s daughter narrowed her eyes in anger as resentment
flowed through her tone. “Actually we fought at a stalemate for a long time,
until we were both exhausted. He ended up being just slightly better than me in
the end.”

This time it was his jaw that hit the ground. “But… that’s
impossible! Gohan is one of the most powerful fighters I’ve ever known! He
could crush me with a flick of his little finger!”

“Gohan is?” Videl asked, blinking in confusion.

“How could you have nearly beaten Gohan if you didn’t
manipulate your ki level?! Did he use any energy
attacks?” She gave him a blank look, so he had his answer. “Ok then, did he fly
at least?”

“Like in a plane?” The girl’s large blue eyes were blinking
at a rather rapid rate as she stared at the elderly hermit.

“Hmm. Sounds like he went easy on you, then.” The turtle
elder observed.

Videl growled in annoyance. “You nasty feeble little twit!
How dare you!? We both fought with everything we had! If he didn’t, then he has
dishonored me!”

Roshi shook his head. “No, no. He likely didn’t want to hurt
you. That, or he enjoyed the fight and wanted to make it last as long as
possible. Perhaps he was smitten with you?” A leer spread across his face. “Or
perhaps he just didn’t want to be seen using energy attacks and flying at such
a public place. You should have seen how many people were chasing after poor
Goku after those tournaments. I always fought in disguise, of course.”

Videl frowned, then realization dawned on her. “You fought
as Jackie Chun! I saw you in the old tapes of the 21^st and 22^nd
Budoukai!”

<Damn she sure did figure that out fast. She’s got quite
a head on those shoulders.> Roshi blushed in embarrassment as his deception
was uncovered. “Well, eh… so anyway, let’s see you try to power up again. If
you like, I’ll show you the kamehameha wave attack,
to show you what you can do with energy like that?”

The girl nodded eagerly. “Please! My father has been telling
me that such attacks are tricks, so I must see it for myself! I want to know
the truth.”

The hermit frowned. “A trick? Only the foolish and
simple-minded would write off such fighting techniques as tricks. I feel sorry
for you, young lady. Now, stand back.” Roshi powered back up, shaking from the
sheer amount of power that his skinny little body generated. “Ka….. me…. ha…
me… ha!!!! Oh crap!”

Just as he blasted off his attack, Goku appeared out of thin
air with Peasa and Gohan in tow, the wave flying straight at them. “AAAH!!”
Goku cried, ducking as the wave singed his hair. Peasa had tripped and fallen
on her butt and Gohan had simply stepped sideways.

“What the hell are you just appearing out of nowhere like
that for, Goku!? Are you crazy! I’m training a pretty girl here, and you just…
hey… how did you appear out of nowhere like that?” Roshi ranted, then stopped
as he became confused.

The Saiyan laughed nervously and scratched the back of his
head. “Oh, it’s a trick I picked up.” He blinked as he saw the little girl
staring up at him in awe. “Who is the new student? And isn’t she a little young
for you, you sly dog you?”

“Gohan?” Videl asked.

“Videl?” Gohan asked simultaneously. They laughed and
approached each other shyly.

“My… he seems… smitten.” Peasa remarked, glancing at the
older Saiyan.

“That’s my boy!” Goku exclaimed.

Roshi noticed Peasa finally and his pupils transformed into
large red hearts. “Whoa baby! Who is the hot chick! If I had known a cute girl
like that was coming, I would have put on some cologne!”

The Saiyan girl frowned. “Is he always like that?”

“Only when females are around.” Goku whispered behind his
hand.

Roshi rushed forward and grinned at the girl, letting out
his most perverted and annoying laugh. “Say, what’s your name, beautiful? I’m
Roshi, the turtle hermit! The great and powerful warrior, trainer of Goku and
Krillin! Originator of the kamehameha wave! And
handsome ladies man! Wanna go for a romantic stroll
around my island?!”

Peasa’s eyes widened. “So, you’re a great fighter, huh? All
right, if you can beat me in a spar you can do whatever you want to me. Deal?”

Roshi coughed. “Well, I’m not in the habit of hitting
ladies, especially lovely and voluptuous ones like you.” He leaned over
suddenly and whispered to Goku, “Is she strong?” Goku shrugged. Roshi, thinking
that meant no, grinned. “All right! But… not that it will happen, but what if
you win?”

The Saiyan girl grinned in a very evil manner. “Then I get
to do whatever I want to you, of course.”

The hermit danced from foot to foot and spun around. “Oh,
lucky day, lucky day! I think I’m a winner either way! Woohoo!”
He assumed a fighting posture. “Let’s get to it then!”

The warrior-scientist chuckled and crossed her arms across
her chest, not bothering to assume a stance. “Go for it.”

Roshi rushed forward at his top speed, which to a normal
human was faster than the eye could follow, but to a warrior of a Saiyan that
was just shy of becoming a Super Saiyan, it was nothing. The old man threw a
punch but before it could land the girl’s tail lashed out and swatted him,
lightly for her, across his face. He was thrown into the air, across the
island, and about 10 meters out into the sea. “AAH! Help!” Roshi thrashed
around, shocked at finding himself, dazed and disoriented, in the ocean’s
water.

“How unimpressive. That’s about as much effort as I use to
flick a fly away.” The girl commented.

“Poor fly!” Goku observed with a grin. He frowned at the old
hermit who was still flailing about. “I wonder if he ever learned how to swim?
I had better rescue him.” Goku floated into the air and over to pick the hermit
up out of the water and carried him back to land.

Videl stared with her mouth hanging down past her knees.
“He…. He’s flying!”

Gohan chuckled. “I can teach you how to fly, you know.”

She turned to regard the boy with her large expressive eyes.
“Really? That would be great! Hey… it’s nice to see you again, by the way.”
With a playful grin she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a
sweet hug.

The boy blushed and shuffled his foot nervously. “Aw…
thanks. Same here. Sorry I haven’t emailed recently, just been busy, you know?
Some major stuff is happening.”

“Like what?” She asked.

The Saiyan boy shrugged and glanced at his father. “Probably
nothing we can’t take care of. Hey, I want you to meet my dad. And this is my Aunt
Peasa. I guess you already know Master Roshi since you were here…”

“Aunt? Hmph.” Peasa smirked at the
boy and reached out with her tail and brought him towards her, chuckling as he
cried out in surprise. “I’m not old enough to be your aunt, kiddo. Cousin
maybe.” She ruffled his hair and released him, then looked at Videl and bowed
slightly out of politeness. “Nice to meet you, Videl. Gohan talks about you all
the time. It’s nice to finally meet his little girlfriend.”

Videl blinked and looked at the boy who had turned a bright
shade of red. “Girlfriend?” She grinned playfully, thinking of ways to tease
and torment the boy now.

“She means that like female friend, of course.” He threw a
dirty look towards the girl and blushed when she blew a kiss at him. “She just
enjoys teasing me, that’s all.”

Videl nodded and looked at Goku, who was staring off in the
distance. “Hello sir. Um… I thought Gohan said you were dead?”

Goku blinked and looked at her. “Oh, I wasn’t really dead. I
was just lost in space. I wound up on this planet where I learned the
Instantaneous Movement technique which I used to get here, which is…” He caught
the horrified look on Gohan’s face so decided a change of subject was
necessary. “So, anyway I just got back yesterday so I haven’t heard anything
about you yet. Which frankly surprises me, seeing how pretty you are. Don’t you
like her, Gohan?”

The boy vainly wished he could disappear. “Dad! She’s my
friend! Things have been a bit intense, I’m sorry I hadn’t gotten around to
telling you about the new friends in my life in the whole hour I’ve seen you
since you got back, what with you spending all that time in that bedroom with
mom. How long can she massage your back to help you prepare for the androids,
anyway?! My gosh.”

“Actually, your mother and father were…” Peasa began.

“So this girl is Gohan’s girlfriend? My, he starts young.
I’m so proud of him! So Peasa, I’m ready to accept my punishment. I’ve been a
naughty little hermit…” Roshi grinned lecherously at the Saiyan girl, changing
the subject immediately.

“Good. Walk around on all fours and bark like a dog. If
you’re lucky, I might even let you kiss my feet.” She smirked, thinking the man
would back out, but instead he eagerly dropped down and started hobbling around
on his bony little knees and hands, barking and carrying on. Peasa scowled and
leaned over to whisper in Goku’s ear. “This isn’t a punishment for him, is it?”

“Doesn’t look that way. I don’t think anything you could
have him do would bother him, to tell the truth.” He whispered back.

The Saiyan girl sighed and began to ignore the old man,
despite his best efforts at getting her attention. Videl took that opportunity
to ask Gohan a question about the other girl. “Is that a tail on her? Didn’t
your dad have one when he was younger? How strange.”

Gohan nodded. “I use to have one too, but it got cut off.”
<Several times…> “Long story, I’ll tell you about it sometime.”

“So, what is going on with you and your dad? It sounded like
something big.” She asked, backing away when Roshi began to sniff at her feet.
“By the way, I saw you on the news footage at Gingertown
when it was under attack.”

Gohan’s eyes widened in shock. “I was on the TV?! Man, I was
only there for a few minutes. Well, to sum it up those guys that attacked
weren’t the worst of the bunch, there’s two more that are so powerful they beat
up Mr. Piccolo, Krillin, and some of the other most powerful fighters on the
planet. They’re in training now to fight them again, so we’re hoping for a
better outcome. These guys will be kind of destroying things until they’re
taken care of.”

The blue-eyed girl blinked several times. “You say that with
such a straight face, too.”

The boy shrugged. “Excuse me a minute. Master Roshi?” He
waited until the hermit stood back up and brushed himself off, looking
appropriately embarrassed by his shenanigans. “I wanted to thank you for saving
my life by sacrificing your own a few years ago. It’s a debt I could never
repay. Domo arigato.”

The old hermit blushed in embarrassment. “Oh, it was
nothing. I was glad to help. No need to be so formal.”

Videl scratched her head, unsure of what was going on now.
The day had gone from weird to bizarre.

“Oh! I know a way you can help me out. Show Ms. Videl here
how to power up! I’ve been trying but not doing a very good job of it.” Roshi
pleaded.

Gohan nodded, glancing at his father who was busy talking
with Peasa. Both looked quite serious so he didn’t want to disturb them. “Sure.
I have a little time. I already taught you how to access your ki at the Budoukai. Remember that meditation I showed you?
Let’s spar a bit, I’ll bet you raise your energy unconsciously while we fight.
Once you realize you’re doing it, you can figure out what you’re doing and do
it consciously, ok?”

The girl shrugged and nodded. “If you say so.” <Finally
I’m going to actually learn something! And test my skills against Gohan at the
same time!>

They assumed fighting stances, and Gohan attacked first,
coming at her with a furious series of blows that had her backing up and taking
more shots than she could believe. <Kami-sama, he
seems a hundred times better than the last time we fought! He’s… OW!> She
gasped and fell to her knees, clutching at her aching stomach.

“Come on Videl, you were stronger than that nine months ago!
Get up.” The Saiyan frowned, backing up. He felt his father’s eyes on him and
figured Peasa was watching as well. Satan’s daughter shook her pain off and ran
forward, dropping at the last moment and kicking upwards to land a blow against
the boy. She immediately twisted and brought her fist around, but the boy
blocked it and head-butted her, knocking her silly. “You’re still barely doing
it. Come on, concentrate!”

She growled and rushed forward and punched and kicked as
fast as she could, becoming frustrated as Gohan easily blocked and dodged the
blows, the whole time telling her that she was barely accessing her power. The
admonishments were wearing on her nerves and she was becoming more frustrated
by the moment.

“Whoa! Stop, you two.” Goku shouted suddenly, shocking them
both into stillness. “Videl, you’re getting frustrated. Take a 5 minute break
and meditate. Calm yourself down, find your focus. You’re relying on your
muscles to try to win and that just won’t cut it. Find the source of the energy
that flows into your muscles, and
you’ll have found your ki. Concentrate on it, build
it up, spread it throughout your body. It shouldn’t be hard once you can sense
your own power.”

Gohan blushed, realizing how much more experienced at this
that his father was. He smiled sheepishly at the man in gratitude, but Goku’s
eyes were fixed on the girl so he missed it. The boy sighed and sat down
against a palm tree.

“Do you always drop your guard on your left side when you
fight, Gohan?” Peasa asked, breaking his reverie as she sat down next to him
and looped her tail around the tree and his midsection.

“Do I? I’m not very experienced. I’ll have to try to work on
that.” The boy admitted.

The older girl smirked and poked him in the ribs. “That
requires training, silly boy.”

Falling silent for a few moments, he watched Videl meditate
and could sense her power level rising at a rapid rate. “I see your point. But,
I have to be careful. I don’t want to lose control again.”

“Three years is a long time, kiddo. Control comes with experience.”
She smiled at him and saw the look on his face. He almost seemed in awe of her.
She broke the moment by ticking his nose with the tip of her tail, making him
sneeze violently. “I think she’s ready for you, short stuff.”

The boy rubbed at his nose and looked at Videl, who had just
stood up and resumed her fighting stance. “Right.” He stood and approached the
human girl carefully, watching for when she would attack. He didn’t have to
wait long, as she disappeared for a moment and appeared in front of him, with
her fist buried in his gut. “Holy crap!” He shouted, backing away and staring
at the girl in shock.

“Good one, Videl!” Goku shouted encouragingly.

The girl smirked and gestured with her fingers for the
Saiyan boy to attack, which he did after a moment of consideration. Blows were
exchanged at a rate that was nearly mind-boggling. Gohan swept the girl’s legs
out from under her suddenly and drove a fist into her gut as she was falling.
He paused a moment, thinking he had hit her too hard when her foot came lashing
upwards and he started stepping back too late and got caught in the nose by her
heel. Blood dripped down and his eyes teared up as he
backed away. “Ow!” He cried.

Goku knelt down and checked the nose for damage and glanced
over at Videl who seemed ashamed about hurting the boy. “Videl?” She stiffened,
expecting a scolding. “That was a good move. Be careful though, you left
yourself wide open to have your ankle grabbed and a knee driven into your
spine. You’re lucky Gohan was too slow to catch that.”

It was Gohan’s turn to blush in embarrassment now. “You did
good too, son. But your inexperience is showing. If you two continue, she’ll
wipe the floor with you. Do you understand why?”

The Saiyan boy scowled and looked away. <I don’t even
want to be a fighter and you’re making me ashamed because I’m not a good
one?>

The elder Saiyan sighed and looked over at Videl. “You’ll
learn a lot from Master Roshi. Don’t let him talk you into showing him your
underwear or kissing him or anything like that though. If he tries, just whack
him upside the head.”

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing, young man!?” The
hermit exclaimed.

Goku glanced up at the sky. “It’s about time to go. Vegeta
and Krillin will be done soon. You guys ready?”

Gohan shook his head. “One minute, dad.” He approached Videl
and smiled, glad that his nose wasn’t bleeding anymore. It was mostly just a
scratch from the heel of her shoe, after all. “It was great to see you again,
Videl. I hope to meet you in the next Budoukai. I’ll have to train hard, now
that I’ve seen your potential.”

Videl grinned and shrugged modestly. “It’s no big deal. I
was impressed by your skills. We’ll both have to train hard.” She scuffed her
foot against the ground and noticed Goku was looking a bit impatient, though he
seemed interested in how this chat was turning out. Peasa was giving her a
knowing grin, which she tried to ignore, and Roshi was drooling over the Saiyan
girl. “I can’t wait for the Budoukai. Maybe you can visit again soon? I’m
staying at a beach house over in Basiltown. And I’ll
be training here afternoons and evenings.”

The boy grinned and nodded. “I’d like that.” He noticed she
seemed to be waiting for something. <Oh… how embarrassing. Everyone is
staring at me!> He glanced back and corrected that thought. <Ok, Master
Roshi seems more interested in Peasa’s tail.> He looked back at Videl.
<She has such pretty blue eyes… She still looks like she’s waiting for
something.> “Um… well… see you soon, I hope.”

Videl scuffed her foot against the ground some more,
shifting a bit on her feet.

Gohan scratched the back of his head nervously.

Videl bit her lip and swayed gently, still waiting for
something.

“Oh for Kami-sama’s sake, just
kiss the girl!” Goku cried in exasperation.

“Nani!? But Dad, I… MMPH!” Gohan
froze as Videl leaned forward and fastened her lips on his, tired of waiting.

She backed away and grinned. “See ya.”
<I would have settled for a hug, but when opportunity knocks… oh his cheeks
are so red! So kawaii!!!>

“Uh… yeah…” Gohan tripped and got up, laughing in
embarrassment. He waved then winced and dropped his arm back to his side, then
gave her a goofy smile and stumbled again before he felt his father catch him.
“Bye!”

“That’s my boy!” Goku announced, bringing his fingers up to
his forehead. He felt Peasa put a hand on his shoulder then felt her stiffen. A
moment later Roshi was flying through the air again and the girl was
readjusting her shirt. Goku chuckled, knowing the old man had taken the
opportunity to grab the girl’s breast, something he always seemed to do when a
girl was distracted. <Some people never change…> They vanished a moment
later.

Videl blinked and looked around. “Wow!” She smirked at Roshi
and settled back down on the ground and relaxed, despite the pathetic cries
coming from the man that he was drowning. <Please… a man can’t live on an
island in the middle of nowhere for all these years and not know how to
swim…>

Five minutes later, she started to sweat as the man had
dipped under the water and not resurfaced. Beneath the water, Roshi was
trudging back towards land beneath the water. <Good thing that dragon hasn’t
wished me back yet. Damn girl let me drown! What gratitude… hmph!>

Videl grinned, thinking about Gohan again. “It was so great
seeing him again. He’s so cute! I wonder if he thought I looked cute. Oh, my
hair is all messed up and I’m all sweaty! He probably thought I was a slob. Ah
well, if he doesn’t like me for who I am then he can take a hike! It was fun
kissing him though!” She paused for a few moments and sighed when she saw Roshi’s bald head break the surface of the water. <Oh
good, he’s not dead. I would have hated to have that on my conscience. Well…
relatively not dead…> She chuckled at the halo. Before the man’s nose and
mouth rose above the water though, the halo suddenly vanished and the old
hermit started coughing and sputtering and hurrying forward.

“Oh what bad timing! Darn you Baba, I bet you did that on
purpose!” He shouted after he collapsed onto the beach.

Videl raised an eyebrow. “Well, I guess I’ll see you for
tomorrow’s lesson. I should get home and get some sleep. I’ve been up for a
long time now.”

The turtle elder grumbled for a few moments about his sister
then realized what the girl had said. “Oh! All right then, rest well. I’ll expect
great things out of you tomorrow, after seeing your performance here today.
Expect to be pushed to your limits!”

Videl nodded then bowed. “Arigato, sensei.” She headed for
her plane and asked the pilot to take her to the beach house and leaned back in
her seat and dozed off.

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Here we are at the end of another chapter. Heh. Except for the androids I pretty much touched on
everyone, I think. I had originally intended a small scene with the androids as
well, but it just didn’t fit with this chapter so it’ll have to wait till the
next one. And speaking of the next one… landmark #30! Here’s what you can
expect: He’s mean, he’s green, and he’s got a really big… tail! Yep, the
appearance of Cell! And another lean green fighting machine, Piccolo! The
androids of course, and Vegeta and Krillin will make their presence known as
well. Get ready for a number of action packed chapters! It’ll be great. Teehee. Reviews are as always greatly appreciated. You guys
keep me going with those. Otherwise I probably would have gotten frustrated and
quit by now. Heh. Byebye!
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