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The History of Kalika	By : jaygoose Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The
History of Kalika

Author�s Note:

Okay, so the last chapter kinda grew on me (I really like it now) and I
decided to keep going.

Oh and I still don�t own Dragonball Z. I�ve made plenty of phone calls
checking into the matter and apparently they refuse to sell. Darn it!

And I still need a beta. Aww, c�mon there has to be someone out there
who has as much free time as me.

Still rated R. I�ll try to live up to that
shortly. *Sleazy, pornographic type
laugh* *cough* *cough*

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Introducing�Kalika

The wind whipped though the young man�s jet-black hair causing a smile
to spread across his face. It had been a while since Gohan had taken a flight
this long. Ever since the saga with Buu, he hadn�t really needed to travel much
especially in this manner. In the years that followed, he had even laid his
Saiyaman costume to rest focusing solely on his studies and graduating top of
his class from University. He was married now to his high school sweetheart
Videl and had a little girl of his very own named Pan. He was also now a
professor at the very university that he�d graduated from. A
professor that was also in great demand at other universities abroad; hence
this airborne excursion.

First of all, he was late and second of all, the intended destination
was all the way over in Hawaii. The last point being especially exciting to the young professor.
He had visited Hawaii many times
thanks to his major. He had been on many expeditions through the Islands tropical
forests. It was for this reason alone that he had been chosen for the lecture.
The coordinator of the event thought that the young professor would been more
suited for it than himself. Gohan had to admit that he
was rather eager about the prospect. One of his old and most respected professors
had been the one to give his name. How could resist?

Conservation and things pertaining to such was one of Gohan�s favorite
topics. He owned his fascination with the subject to his father. Goku had
always loved nature and instilled the same love and respect in both of his
sons.

Upon reaching finally reaching Hawaii he landed not to
far from the spot that the university group was supposed to meet. He walked the
rest of the way in hopes of not arousing suspicion.

�Professor Simmons, I presume.�

The lanky brown haired man nearly jumped when Gohan placed his hand on
the man�s shoulder.

�Oh, Professor Son!�

Professor Simmons tried his best to regain his composure.

�I�m terribly sorry, Professor Son. It�s just this forest. It has me on edge.
I am not used to everything being so�open.�

�Don�t worry about it. I really shouldn�t have snuck up on you like
that. It was incredibly rude of me. And please, call me Gohan.� The half Saiyan
replied and he adjusted his black-rimmed glasses. �It�s bad enough that the
students call me Professor.�

Then Gohan leaned in confidentially, �It makes me feel really old.� and
added with a smile.

Gohan took in the scene in front of him. There were at least a hundred
students there, all for his environmental lecture; or mostly because it was a
required outing. He cringed internally as he remembered his days in school.
Saturday lectures will were never fun.

�Alright class,� Professor Simmons said in attempt to get the groups
attention. �Our guest lecturer is here and we would like to begin. The sooner
we start the sooner you can leave and attempt to get as trashed as possible
without causing permanent brain damage�Hopefully.�

Gohan chuckled along with the rest of the group.

�Alright Gohan.� Simmons gestured
to the group. �They�re all yours.�

The brunet man wiped the sweat from his brow and let out an undignified
huff. He was now wishing that he hadn�t worn his suit out in the tropical heat.
He hadn�t realized that it would be so warm out even in mid morning. Gohan on
the other hand was completely prepared. Dressed in kaki
shorts and a short-sleeved white button down shirt complete with sneakers.
Simmons envied the young professor.

�Good morning, class. I am pleased that you were all able to make it out
here today.� Gohan began. �I just hope I can make it worth your while.�

The demi Saiyan smiled nervously and caught his self before he scratched
the back of his head.

******

Meanwhile somewhere in the woods a pair of black combats boots were
tearing up the scenery at superhuman speed.

The landscape went by in a blur of greens and browns. It didn�t matter;
she�d seen it all before. The damp air trailed continuously against the girl�s
tanned skin. Slate black hair and white ribbon whipped behind her like a superhero�s
cape. Kalika was late, yet again. But what could Professor Simmons expect? A
class lecture, on a Saturday, of all days. She hated her Ecology class. She�d
much rather be in bed even on a lovely day like today or at least on her way
home. Her mother had been so disappointed when she�d told her she couldn�t come
home this weekend.

The young woman stopped just short of the group and hitched up her
sagging shorts. She remembered quickly to adjust her tail. She treaded in
through the belt loops of her jean shorts. The students at the university had
yet to learn of her strange appendage and she hoped to keep it that way as long
as possible. The furry monkey like tail would just be seen as a weird looking
belt and nothing more. The perfect accessory to her by and
large, odd attire.

She only dressed as a skate punk only because the clothes were more fun.
The t-shirts were the best. Her chosen one for the day summed up how she felt
most of her life. It was black, though faded a bit, and read �Normal People Scare
Me�.

*******

Gohan nearly stumbled over his words when he felt a particularly strong
Ki approach. He glanced around quickly out of habit.

�Ah, Miss Palo.� Professor
Simmons began. �So nice to see you�ve decided to join us. It seems that some
one has acted upon my previous suggestion a little early. Did we have a rough
night, dear?�

�Well, Prof,� Kalika answered. �I�m really more of a night owl than an
early bird by nature.�

The slight girl proceeded to push her way through the crowd.

�Well, since you have succeeded in disrupting the lecture, then maybe
you would like to be Professor Son�s assistant.� Prof. Simmons continued.

�But of course, Prof.� Kalika beamed. �Hi, there Professor Son, I�m
Kalika Palo.� She said while offering her hand. �And it seems that I have been
nominated to be your personal assistant.�

She gave Professor Simmons a death glare.

�Wonderful.� Gohan said in return.

He took in the girl closely, trying his best not to look too suspicious.

Was this the high power signature that he�d sensed a minute ago?

And that is when he noticed it. Around her waist,
black and fuzzy. A belt? No a tail. Just like
his, though his was hidden underneath his shirt.

�Are you alright, Professor?� Kalika asked as she tried to wrench her
hand from Gohan�s.

�Oh, of course.� He said abruptly
snatching his hand away. �I�m fine. I am just so pleased to have some one so
energetic assisting me. And please call me Gohan.�

�O. Kay.� Kalika thought. �This guy is really strange.�

�Alright class�� Gohan continued on his merry way, leading the lecture
group throughout the Hawaiian tropical forest.

******

The class had stopped for a fifteen-minute break. It seemed that for
most of the students, Gohan�s scheduled hike had taken a toll. However his
newly appointed assistant had just seemed to be warming up. The former crime
fighter bit down on his lower lip in contemplation. That furry �belt� around
the young woman�s waist was most definitely a tail and it was taking everything
in him not to say anything.

�Another Saiyan.� He thought. �How
could this be? She seems so young�but wasn�t Vegeta-sei destroyed decades ago�
Dad would be so excited!�

All these thoughts shifted through Gohan�s mind and finally he built up
enough resolve.

�Maybe she wonders what she is.� He thought. �Maybe she�s been
waiting to meet someone else just like her.�

A grin swept across the young man�s face. He would do it. He would
introduce his true self to her.

�Miss Palo?� He had tried not to sound so nervous, he really had.

The petite girl walked over to him.

�Yes, Pro�uh�Gohan.� She corrected
herself quickly.

Gohan looked around tentatively and then turned to the girl with a wide
grin.

�Maybe I should wait until later? No way, she�d be gone as soon as the
lecture was over. You could always track her down later? But she�s right here
now.-Look, she has a tail too, it�s not like she gonna make a big deal about
yours.�

�I need to talk to you�in private. � Gohan finally said.

�Okay.� Kalika said apprehensively.

She followed her guest instructor away from the group.

�There�s something I need to show you.� He whispered, running a nervous
hand through spiky ebony hair.

�Alright, this guy is definitely acting weird.� Kalika thought. �I
swear to Kami that if he pulls out his wang, I am so
going to kick is ass from here back to Japan.�

Kalika was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she hadn�t noticed that
Gohan had revealed his very own tail until it was practically rubbing against
her face. She jumped back from the appendage with wide brown eyes.

�What the--!?� She yelled, almost falling over.

Gohan brought his finger to his mouth in a quieting motion and smiled
warmly.

�I�ve got one too.�

Kalika was at a loss for words as she stared at the bobbing monkey�s
tail that belonged her professor.

�Is it really real?� she asked in a childlike voice.

�Yep.� Gohan replied.

Kalika unwrapped her own tail from around her
waist and used it to brush against Gohan�s. The college professor felt shivers
up his spine and he closed his eyes monetarily before coming back to himself.
He had unconscientiously leaned into the touch, purring all the while. He
sprung upright when he noticed the sound of approaching footsteps. The two
Saiyans readjusted their tails hurriedly.

�It would seem that our break is over.� Gohan said,
his voice held a hint of disappointment.

Kalika�s wide grin disappeared suddenly.

�Yeah, I guess we should get back.� Kalika replied her voice sounding
similar. �They�ll be looking for you.�

�We can talk later, right?� The older man asked with pleading charcoal
eyes.

�Of course!� She practically yelled, her grin
returning.

�Ah, Professor Gohan.� A voice came
from nowhere. �There you are. I�m afraid the students are getting restless.�

It was Professor Simmons and he was eyeing the two of them suspiciously.

�Oh, of course. � Gohan said
moving away from the elated girl. �Sorry to keep you waiting,
Professor.�

He turned to Kalika with a famous Son smile. �Shall we?�

Kalika only smiled in return and followed Gohan out of the clearing.

******

[West City, Japan--The Capsule
Corporation--]

�Well, of course I want it as soon as possible�I have been waiting for
an entire month now!�

Goku sat quietly in the office chair, spinning around continuously. He
had rarely gotten to see Bulma�s laboratory and he was completely fascinated.
Vegeta leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, his
princely scowl in full affect.

�Fine�Just do it!�

Bulma Briefs snapped her cell phone closed and took a deep breath.

�Okay. What can I do for you gentlemen?�

Vegeta remained silent. Goku took this as his cue.

�Well, Bulma we need your help to find someone.� Goku began.

�A Saiyan female.� Vegeta finished.

The blue haired scientist�s expression changed suddenly from congenial
to utter confusion instantly.

�A Saiyan? Female?� She asked. �Okay. Rewind
that back for me. Let�s start from the beginning.�

The Prince of all Saiyans rolled his eyes.

�Didn�t Planet Vegeta get demolished like a whole lotta
years ago?�

�Yes.�

�And you, Goku, Nappa, and Raditz were the only survivors, right?�

�Right.� Goku offered.

�With Nappa and Raditz being dead and all, that would make you two the
last Saiyans left, right?� Bulma concluded. �Meaning no
Saiyan females. A side from Bra, but she�s only half�Hmm�And little
Pan��

�Well yeah, but�� Goku tried.

�Okay�� Bulma muttered. �Explain. Who is this Saiyan female you�re looking
for?�

�Well, we don�t really know.� Goku said, bringing his hand to the back
of his head out of nervous habit.

�Oh. Right.� The blue-eyed woman said slowly.

Vegeta said nothing.

�Well�� Bulma said, with her eyes cast at the ceiling in thought.

�Well�What?!� Vegeta asked rather impatiently,
his raspy voice echoing throughout the lab.

�I�m gonna need a bit more information.�

�Vegeta.� Goku whined. �Can�t we just tell
her?�

�Yeah, Vegeta!� Bulma said
imitating the taller Saiyan�s pitch. �Just tell me. I know this has something
to do with last night. What are you guys hiding?�

�Nothing, onna!� The prince
erupted. �Besides, it wouldn�t help anymore if we told you.�

�How do you know?� Bulma baited.

Suddenly an evil smirk, one quite similar to the prince�s very own,
graced her features.

�What are smiling about, Woman?� Vegeta asked. He was trying his best to
hide his unease and was failing entirely.

Typically, Bulma would now go on a rant about how her name wasn�t
�Woman� and that it was in fact Bulma. Spelled: B-U-L-M-A.
And also bring up the fact the prince was a stubborn asshole and that they were
the ones that came to her for help. But she didn�t. She had something else in
mind.

�I think I have something that could help you.� The mechanical genius began.

Goku�s eyes lit up.

�It�s something I�ve been working on to track you guys. You know�you,
Vegeta, Trunks, Gohan�you know�Saiyans. It�s kinda similar to the Dragon
radar.�

�Really.� Goku�s grin was practically face shattering. �That�s great, Bulma!�

It was a little known fact that Goku absolutely adored technology.
Although, he never could figure out how to use it and generally left it to
everyone else, he loved to see it in action.

�Yep.� Bulma lead on. �But��

�But�What, onna?� Vegeta growled.

�I�m gonna need to hear the whole story.� Bulma smiled her infamous
smile.

The Saiyan no Ouji�s hands were clenched at his sides. He hated when The Onna did this. How dare she question
him?! Play games with him as if he were a child! He was a prince for Kami�s
sake. A fucking prince! He�d show her. The insolent bitch was going let he and Kakarot use that worthless piece o� crap machine of
hers or he was going to make her sorry.

Goku could practically smell the anger rolling off the small Saiyan
royal in waves. He had to defuse the situation before it got out of hand.

Why did Bulma always do this? She of all people knew how Vegeta could
get. Why couldn�t she just let them use her little tracking gismo?

�Fine!� Goku finally broke through the unnerving sound of
Vegeta�s highly audible snarl.

Goku proceeded to tell the story of he and the Vegeta�s shared dreams,
all the while trying to hold the undersized prince at bay.

******

Vegeta sat grumbling with his arms crossed over his chest, in standard
Ouji style. Goku glanced over in his direction with pleading eyes. The older
Saiyan only grumbled louder. Goku sighed. He�d be trying to make this one up to
the prince for a long time. But he would have to understand, they had to at
least try to save all those people.

�So�� Bulma began. �How long has
this thing been going on?�

Goku laughed nervously. �Well, I don�t really know.�

�Since the fusion.� Vegeta snarled
in response.

�The fusion?� Bulma palled.

Her face took on a thoughtful tone.

�Of course. It makes perfect sense now. You
guys became one person when you fused. Vegetto was
one mind and one body. And the fusion was supposed to be permanent, right?�

Goku nodded, though he wasn�t sure where Bulma was heading.

�Are dreams the only things that you have in common?� The azure haired
woman asked.

�Well�I�� The Earth Saiyan stumbled over his words.

�No.� Vegeta interrupted.

He turned to Goku with a smirk.

�Sometimes, I can hear what the Baka is thinking.�

�Whaa!� Goku hollered with wide eyes.

�Amazing!� Bulma beamed. �It must be an after
effect of the fusion.�

Goku was still in shock after the prince�s admission.

�How�how long have you been hearing my thoughts, Geta?� Goku asked
timidly.

Vegeta cringed at the nickname but he didn�t acknowledge it.

�Long enough.� He said simply.

Bulma was still mumbling to herself, when Vegeta interrupted her.

�Woman!�

She jumped in surprise.

�The machine.� The irritated prince said through gritted
teeth.

Bulma stared fearfully at the man�s sharp canines.

�Fine!� She said in a huff. �I�ll just need to make some
adjustments.�

And she was off fiddling with some equipment. Goku turned to look on his
prince. Vegeta was looking at the gentle Saiyan knowingly. Goku fought the urge
to blush.

�Did Vegeta know about the thoughts that he�d been having lately?�

�No�no! He couldn�t. He would have said
something wouldn�t he?�

�And what would you have done if he had, Goku?�

The head Z fighter tried to ignore the thoughts in his head and only
hoped that they had gone unnoticed by his Saiyan friend. The surly Ouji went to
inspect his ex-wife�s progress, leaving Goku to his thoughts. He hadn�t truly
remembered when he and Vegeta had started sharing dreams. The brown-eyed prince
had been a key player in most of Goku�s bedtime dramas ever since they�d met.
And it wasn�t like either of them has made it know when their dreams had begun
to coincide anyway.

Goku tried to recall the fusion. That in it�s self was like a dream. He
only remembered bits and pieces--ghosts of sensations and moments. For a short
time he and his prince had been one being. And just as quickly, they weren�t.
He could however remember an intense felling of warmth during their time
together. That had been nice.

The Earth reared Saiyan smiled slightly, before erupting in a loud sigh.
Oh, how he wished he could remember more.

Goku�s momentary disappointment was interrupted by the ringing of a cell
phone. It took him a second to recognize it as his own. ChiChi�s
way of keeping track of him.

�Hmm�Gohan�I wonder what he wants?�

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Author�s Note:

I decided that Gohan should make his grand
entrance in this chapter. Don�t worry fans of Trunks and Goten. They�ll have
their time soon enough. I was pleased with this chapter. I think the way I got
Gohan in there was pretty cool. Anyway, I�m not supposta review, you are. So
get to it. Next chapter up soon. I got a lot of
surprises in store.
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