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Reborn	By : animeslave18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3419 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Dragonball Z or any of its characters. Also I don't make any sort of profit from writing about it.

Chapter List
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WARNINGS: Language, teaser - meaning a bit of lime and a hint of lemon, and attempt at innocence O.o (if you consider that a warning hehe)

A/N: I’m still going to use the same dialogue that I use for Vegeta’s POV with Goku’s, but please keep in mind that he doesn’t actually talk like this, hehe. Considering that he has to question Vegeta about some of it all the time. Think of it as…Tarzan. He speaks English to the gorillas so we can understand him, but in actuality, he doesn’t speak a word of it. Hm, though it could make the story more interesting…how bout this, I’ll try and keep his thoughts simple…yeah lets do that. Since it’s hard enough to think like Goku at this age and wonder what he would say, I rather put most of it in my own words and some of it in his. :) I’m a genius! ^^ One more thing, forgive me if this chapter doesn’t make sense…I kinda rushed it. :/

( ) Author’s thoughts

‘thoughts’

“speaking”

Goku’s POV (yay)! :D

I awoke to a different site. Vegeta was actually facing me this time and has a very serene expression on his face for once instead of a constant scowl. He breathed in and out gently, yet I could still smell his breath. ‘I wonder what made him face me? He’s never done that…not even in his sleep.’ I pushed the thought aside for now and smiled softly in the moment.

There’s something about him that makes my skin tingle and my breathing more labored whenever I see or think about him. Hm, perhaps it’s because he’s another one of my kind? I’m still trying to get used to the thought of me being from another planet, but with Vegeta here, for some reason it doesn’t make it so odd.

I reached above my head to stretch and yawn before getting up. I looked around on the floor for my clothes and could only find my shirt. I picked it up in question, wondering what it was doing there by itself. ‘Funny, my pants are always with it. Where’d they go?’ I hunted around the room for a while when I was coming up empty. ‘Hm, maybe they’re hiding.’ I tilted my head at the thought, then when I sat down to put on my shoes, I realized I had my pants on all along. ‘Oh yeah. I forgot I had to sleep with them on.’ My expression becomes puzzled at the memory of Vegeta being so nervous around me when I’m naked. ‘I hope he won’t be like that for too much longer…I don’t like sleeping in my clothes.’

I finished putting on my shoes then quietly left the room to see if Master Roshi made any breakfast yet. As I made it down the stairs, I realized that we don’t get breakfast…we get to train. “Goku! You’re late! We better hurry if we’re going to make the milk delivery!” As soon as Master pointed out my tardiness, I looked outside and realized I forgot all about training. It was dawn already, but it wasn’t time for breakfast yet.

Krillin and I both groaned when Master mentioned that we had to work even harder…and I still have to make up for missing yesterday’s morning training.

As soon as we started our delivery, my thoughts went back to Vegeta. ‘I hope he’ll be okay while I’m gone. I hope he won’t get bored or wonder where I am.’ We slowed down as we started climbing the infinite stairs all the way up that mountain. I pass Krillin, but I’m not really paying attention to the training as we go up. ‘It sure is a nice view up here. I wonder if Vegeta would like a view like this.’ I smile passively at the thought, then turn my attention back to training. ‘I wonder what kind of training Vegeta does while I’m gone? He seemed really tired when he came back yesterday.’ My attention, once again, went back to Vegeta. ‘He kinda had me worried. He didn’t come back until it was night. He seemed happy when he came back. He probably got bored of training by himself that he was excited when he saw me.’ I grin at the thought.

“Goku! Hurry up you’re falling behind!” Master Roshi yelled for my attention from the top of the stairs.

I looked behind me and realized Krillin wasn’t there. “Hey, Goku! What’s wrong? Getting tired already?” I turned my wandering eyes ahead of me and realized he passed me.

“Ah!” I exclaim in panic. “No! I was just…uh…coming!” I sped up my pace and sprinted towards the top.

When I got up there I had to catch my breath. “It’s about time, Goku. You know, I can change the training up a bit if it’s getting too boring for you.” Master said casually.

“No, that’s alright Master Roshi! I was just…wandering how this’ll…help us in…the World Martial…Arts Tournament.” I explained through gasps of air.

Krillin looked towards Master Roshi curiously, probably wondering the same thing. “It’s to help build up your stamina and speed. Speed is the one thing that’ll save you during a fight, but hopefully you won’t be the one that has to run.” After a dramatic pause…“Alright, let’s get a move on, we’re burning daylight.” Master Roshi continued walking, a sign that we should follow.

Though I didn’t follow after I showed my exhaustion. “Ugh!” I still breathed heavily as I picked up the milk carrier then trudged tiredly after Master Roshi and Krillin.

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The mutants quivered in fear as their dark Lord approached to their department and thoughts of the worse blood bath scenario going through their scared minds. As he appeared in front of them, he had a look of annoyance on his cold face. The soldiers looked around their Lord for their colleague, but as expected, he wasn’t back.

The tyrant crossed his arms, “What’s this I hear of a signal that came in two days late!” The creature’s voice started out calm, then gradually ended in a irritated note.

His men cringed. “Uh, my Lord. We believe we got a signal from a Pod, but we’re not sure if it’s from Prince Vegeta’s ship…” A brave soldier explained boldly to his Lord, since he seemed more irritated the longer he had to wait for an answer.

Frieza’s eyes narrowed. “Where did it come from?” He asked more calmly, but coldly.

“Uh…” The same soldier started to panic when someone shoved a paper into his hands. “Uh…coordinates EO-786, sir.”

The evil tyrant started to tap his fingers against his arm and swish his tail in impatience and annoyance. “That’s on the other side of the galaxy. What planet?”

“Uh…E-Ea-rth…Earth, sir.” The soldier tried pronouncing the word, but ended up pronouncing it wrong in the end anyways. Though, it’s not like his Lord will know of it.

“And…you’re not ‘sure’ if it’s Vegeta’s ship or not?” Frieza asked with more irritation as his eyes narrowed more.

The soldier gulped. “N-no, sir. We’re not.”

With that said, Frieza couldn’t hold back his rage anymore as he let it out with a bright red flash and the soldier was gone. The soldiers in the room gasped at how quickly their fellow colleague was vaporized. “How dare you all waste my time with this news when you’re not even sure if it is news! I want sure results, damn it! If you can’t give me professionalism, then you should all die!”

As soon as Frieza was getting ready for another anger outlet, some of the soldiers hollered in panic and tried to change their Lord’s mind. “Please, sir! We’re sorry we wasted your time with our mistakes! We promise to get real results next time and inform you immediately! Right men?!” All the other soldiers spoke up as one of them begged for all their lives.

Frieza halted his attack and pondered at this. “Hm, very well. It would be difficult to replace the whole department. Alright, now I’m going to give out the same orders as I did before and you all know how much I HATE repeating myself…you all should consider yourselves lucky!” The group flinched, but kept silent. “Now, I…want…someone…to…keep…watch…of…the…monitors…at…all…times!” Their Lord explained in slow words so maybe this time they’ll understand him.

“B-but, my Lord…” A stupid or brave soldier made himself known, “you, uh, kinda destroyed the one that was doing it before…” he gulped as he finished.

Frieza blinked at him, then crossed his arms in thought. “Hn, very well. You!” He pointed at a random soldier that wasn’t even in the department. “It’s now your job to watch for a signal from Vegeta’s ship! Failure to do so and you’ll join the one I just eradicated! And that doesn’t just include you.” He ended with an icy threat and went back to his chambers, leaving a perplexed soldier and a group of terrified mutants.

On the way back to his chambers, Frieza pondered at the unsure signal. ‘If they can’t identify who’s ship it came from, then that means it must be a ship that isn’t even from my squad, but a Pod no less. Perhaps it’s worth checking into…at a later date. That destination will take months. Considering that we’ve been on the hunt for the naughty monkey. Hm…then again I can’t afford to be wasting my time with just one signal. I’ll just ignore it for now.’

If only the evil tyrant knew how big of a mistake that was.

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After today’s training, I was pleased to find Vegeta when I got back. Though, I could barely move, but still, seeing him was enough to give me the strength to smile slightly. He returned it with a little smile of his own, but as soon as he did so, it vanished. Almost like he didn’t intend to smile back. I sighed sadly, ‘When is he ever going to start trusting me?’

“How was your day, Vegeta?” I asked as I walked up to him.

He seemed to be scrutinizing my appearance then answered, “Well, I guess my day would’ve been better if your Master had to carry you back.” He chuckled.

I laughed light-heartedly along with him. “Yeah. If we would’ve trained any longer, he would’ve had to.” We stared at each other for a minute. “So, have you eaten yet?” I asked as a hand went behind my head. An old habit I’ve had for awhile now. I seem to do it whenever I’m nervous.

He seemed to have blushed slightly when I asked. ‘Why’s that? He blushes at the weirdest things.’ I must’ve given him a weird look because then he answered with, “Of course I haven’t! I also have training of my own that I need to do! I don’t have time to eat!” And with that he turned his back to me, as if waiting a response but not caring what it was.

“Oh, well…let’s go inside and see what’s cooking!” I said excitedly and ran into the small house, also showing my excitement.

I continued into the kitchen without any second glances back at Vegeta, aches completely forgotten, and started to bug my Master. “So, Master Roshi, how long until dinner?” I ask seriously. “I’m really starving!” My stomach growled when I spoke of it’s condition.

“In a while, Goku! Go occupy yourself until then! I’ll tell you when it’s ready.” Master shooed me away with a wave of his hand until I stepped out of the small room.

“Aw…” I stood outside the room disappointedly, watching Master Roshi make dinner. I know I’m torturing myself, but it’s torture not eating anything either.

I only noticed Vegeta standing beside me when he made a complaint about me. “When was the last time you took a bath, Kakarot?” He asked in a rude manner and covered his nose.

I looked at him questioningly and took a whiff of myself. “Ugh. I guess I do need to clean.” I looked between the little room everyone goes in to take care of business and the door to outside. “Hey, Master? Can I wash in the ocean?” I asked seriously and pointed outside.

Both Vegeta and Master Roshi face planted to the floor. ‘Why do people always do that when I ask a question?’ I wonder a little irritably to myself. “Just use the bathroom Goku!” Master yelled at me and pointed to the small room.

My eyes followed his hand towards the ‘bathroom’ and I gave it a confused look. Then looked back at Master Roshi with the same look and back to the bathroom. “Okay.” I answered unsurely.

I hesitantly walked towards it and went inside. I looked all around me with curiousness, sniffing some places, then leaned over the big bowl (Goku’s version of tub :3) that Vegeta was in the night before. ‘This is what he means, right?’ I looked across it a few times. ‘Hm. Then, how do I get the water in it?’ I saw silver knobs on one side of the bowl and studied them for a bit. ‘Hm, yeah. I think this is how you do it…’ I slowly reached over and turned a knob one way and it made a weird noise and water started gushing out of it. ‘Oh, there we go!’ I started taking off my clothes as I let the water fill the glass-like bowl.

After waiting a few minutes, I realized it wasn’t filling up. I leaned over the edge and watched it for a moment. ‘Hm, why isn’t it filling up?’ I looked around for the source and noticed that there was a hole in it. ‘Oh, that’s why.’ I came out of the cold room to tell Master of my finding. “Hey, Master Roshi? The bowl can’t fill up ‘cause there’s a hole in it. What do I do now?” As soon as I came out, Vegeta’s face went as red as a tomato and averted his eyes in another direction, while Master Roshi ran into the room in a panic.

“What?! What did you…Goku! Put on some clothes!” ‘Why does everyone yell at me? I can hear them just fine.’

“I can’t wash myself with my clothes on Master Roshi.” I say matter-of-factly and tilt my head at the obvious.

Master Roshi sort of growled at me then stomped into the bathroom as I followed him. “Goku, this hole is supposed to be here. You plug it with this.” He took a round, rubber cap attached to a chain and put it over the hole.

“Ohhhh…” I awed at the simplicity of it then stopped and sniffed the air. “Is something burning?”

Master Roshi immediately stood up. “Oh, no! My buns!” He ran from the bathroom and into the kitchen to save his food. (*Sniggers*)

I looked back at the bowl and realized it was filling up. ‘Well, at least I can wash now.’ As soon as I stepped in, I immediately jumped out. “Ah! It’s cold!” I ran back outside the room. “Master! It’s cold!” I pointed to the bathroom in my distress, but Master Roshi didn’t seem to be paying attention to me as he attempted to save his burning dinner.

I looked to Vegeta for help. He was already staring at me with a cautious look on his face, along with the red tint to his cheeks. “Vegeta…can you help?” I asked a little desperately.

He then looked away for a moment and growled in frustration. He hopped off the couch he was on and slowly came over to me. “If it’ll get you out of my site, then fine.” He murmured as he headed to the bathroom.

He stood beside it and felt the water. “No wonder, you have it on cold idiot.” He reached over to one of the knobs and turned it then felt the water coming out of the pipe then the water already in the bowl. “Have you never taken a bath before or what?” He asked as he adjusted the knobs.

“Hm? Yeah, Bulma washed me before, I just don’t remember how she got it ready.” He looked at me questioningly, but continued with his task.

He adjusted the knobs a little more then felt the water again. As he was doing this, it was hard to ignore the furry appendage dancing in front of my face. It waved at me in a slow movement and I couldn’t help but… “There. It seems to be at the right temperature. Though it’ll take a little while for…”

(Oh, man. This would be a great place for an evil cliffhanger. *Grins* But I’m not a fan of those, so lets continue. :) )

Vegeta suddenly started purring as soon as I gently caught his tail and started petting it in wonder. ‘Hm. It feels…soft, yet prickly. And it has this odd scent coming off of it.’ I leaned forward a bit to smell more of this foreign scent and when I did, Vegeta arched his back as he moaned with his eyes closed, his stomach against the cool glass-like bowl. I blushed at his reaction as a weird feeling started to gather in my stomach and traveled lower. It almost took all I had not to moan at the feeling. As I continued to pet his tail, his blush returned, but I had a feeling it wasn’t because he was embarrassed.

“Kaka-rot.” He panted my name and started rubbing himself against the cool surface he was against.

I looked at him oddly and came closer to see what was wrong with him. When I came up right behind him and moved my head by his shoulder, I couldn’t help but blush at Vegeta’s expression from this angle. His mouth was open as he panted, red continued to paint his cheeks from ear to ear, and he continued to rub himself up and down against the bowl.

“Ve-geta…?” I asked uncertainly to see if he was okay, when he leaned forward more and fell into the filled bowl. I leaned over the edge to see if he was okay and he was sitting there with a scowl on his face…and soaked. “Vegeta, you can’t wash with your clothes on.” I told him with a serious but gentle tone. As if it was okay that he didn’t know that.

He growled at me then reached over to shut off the water. He pulled his hand back and plopped it into the water. I couldn’t help but laugh at the picture I was seeing. Vegeta’s hair was drenched downward so it covered his eyes, yet I could still see him sneering at me perfectly. His legs were on either side of him and his hands resting by his legs. I leaned back to hold my stomach from my laughter then leaned forward over the edge to try and speak to him. “Oh, Vegeta!!” I took a breath. “You sh-…you should see yourself!” I hit the edge of the bowl with my hand as I tried to get air.

He growled at me louder then parted his hair with his hands, making his hair sit on either side of his head…like he had pigtails. I laughed harder and tried to stay standing. Finally he had enough of his embarrassing moment then grabbed my arm and pulled me in with him. My laughter stopped as I gagged on the water and continued to try and get air.

As I stopped flopping, I realized I was resting in Vegeta’s lap, who had something poking out of his gi. I looked up at him in confusion and looked at the oddity poking towards my face. Then, Vegeta seemed to have noticed our position as he pushed me off of himself (is it himself or his self? It’s confusing >.>). I fell backwards and my back hit the pipe thing that stuck out from the wall. I groaned and tried rubbing what I could reach back there and looked up at Vegeta. “What was that for?” I pouted.

“For handling my tail without permission!” He yelled in my face.

I flinched causing my back to, once again, hit the pipe. “Ow!”

He didn’t look sorry as he stood and proceeded to step out of the bowl of water. “Damn you, Kakarot!” He wrung his hair out. “Never touch a Saiyan’s tail unless you want to court them!” He explained as he looked around the room for a moment then picked up a towel.

I looked at him, confused. “Unless I want to what?”

He cringed as I asked about what he just said. “I uh…” He coughed. “I’ll…tell you about it some other time!” With that said, he ran from the bathroom along with his towel.

My blank stare followed his wet figure in curiosity. ‘Hm. I wonder what was happening to him when I did have a hold of his tail?’ I pondered for a moment when I realized the water was getting cold. “Oh, that’s right! I have to wash!” I exclaimed to no one as I quickly washed myself and got out.

I looked at the bath in curiosity and wondered what I was suppose to do with the water. ‘Maybe I’m suppose to pull out this thing.’ I moved to one end of the bowl and pulled out the rubber cap that plugged the hole and set it aside as I watched the water swirl down it. “Woa.” I watched in fascination as it all drained (There’s no way you can’t watch water swirl down and not be fascinated). I then proceeded to dry myself off as I shook all the water off of me like I’ve seen dogs do.

Then I went to pick up my clothes. “Oh no! I forgot to wash my clothes! Oh, well. I’ll do it next time.” I put them on anyways, seeing as how Vegeta doesn’t like to sleep with me naked, and headed for the kitchen to see if dinner was ready.

As I came into the kitchen/dining room, everyone was already seated, including Vegeta, but he refused to look at me…and the blush was still on his face. I looked at him oddly, then Master Roshi pulled my attention. “It’s about time Goku. We almost started eating without you.” Vegeta’s face got redder at that.

“Oh, sorry Master! I didn’t know what to do with the water, but I figured it out.” My hand automatically went behind my head.

Master Roshi gave me an unsure stare, at least, I think he did, then proceeded to eat his food. I joined them and chowed down. Afterwards, we moaned about how full we were and cleaned up. We all then headed up the stairs, that is, except for Vegeta. He headed towards the couch again and hopped up on it and made himself comfortable. I made my way towards him as he fluffed his pillows and took the blanket off the back of the couch that I left for him. He put it on himself and snuggled into it and curled on one side of the couch. I giggled, ‘he’s like a cat.’

I walked around the front of the couch and stood in front of it. “Vegeta, are you going to sleep down here again tonight?” I asked with concern.

Vegeta grunted in annoyance. “Yes.”

“Why?” I tilted my head at his answer.

He looked at me for a second then looked at the floor. “Because.”

“Because why?” ‘Why doesn’t he just tell me?’

He moaned in aggravation and pulled the blanket over his head. Before he did, I thought I saw traces of his blush still left on his face.

My face scrunched into a pout as I didn’t get an answer. “Vegeta…how come you’re not going to sleep with me tonight?” I demanded.

“Kakarot!” He threw the blanket off of himself at his outburst and covered his face with his hands.

“What?” I asked innocently.

“You have no idea what you just did! I’m uncomfortable around you! That’s why I refuse to sleep with you anymore!” He yelled to the ceiling then turned towards the couch, away from me.

It was my turn to scowl. “Is that also why you refuse to look at me?”

His breathing stopped as he froze at my question, then curled himself into a tighter ball.

My face became blank as another thought hit me along with his first statement. “Wait, what did I do?”

“Ugh! Kakarot I really don’t want to get into this with you!” He sat up abruptly but still faced the couch.

“Get into what?” I asked too innocently…maybe stupidly.

“Kakarot.” He moaned in defeat and laid his head on the cushion of the back of the couch.

I went to sit beside him. “C’mon, tell me.” I urged him on.

He sat up but didn’t look at me. “Kakarot, what you did was…” He trailed off as he thought of a way to put his words together in a way where I could understand. He started over, “When a Saiyan is looking for a mate…” He looked at his hands in thought. “A mate is someone that you…” He sighed. “Kakarot I don’t know how to explain it to you.” He looked at me hopelessly.

I gave him a worried look. “But I want to know.” I complained.

He gave me a sad look for a split second, then gave me a determined one. “A mate is someone that you have deep feelings for and would want to spend the rest of your life with. Of course, they can be called other things that you might of heard, like…spouse, husband, wife, partner…any of this ringing a bell?” He looked at me as if he was at a loss of how else to explain it to me.

I looked at him with concern and shook my head. “No.” He sighed in defeat. “But I think I know what you mean.”

He looked at me with some hope. “Well, to seek out a mate, one courts them. One…seduces, uh…attracts them, either to mate with or to simply look their way. One of the ways to do this…” He trailed off as he looked at me with mild shock.

“Yeah, go on.” I leaned forward a bit as I waited.

He coughed. “Um…well, one of them is to…well actually…” He looked away as he formed his words. “Okay, lets put it this way, one of the Saiyans’ weak point is their tail. I’m still training mine to overcome such weakness, but…when you grabbed my tail…certain ‘feelings’ took over.” He looked at me shyly as his blush returned.

I blushed in response as I remembered what he looked like when I handled his tail. “Oh. So, what are these feelings?” I asked with interest, since I was a little confused about them myself.

“Kakarot…” He laid his head on the cushion again.

“What? I want to know.” I complained and scooted closer. His face got redder, but remained silent. “Well, if you can’t tell me, how ‘bout you show me?” I asked with my eyes half-lidded.

Vegeta then slowly sat up with a shocked expression on his red face with his mouth open. “Wh-what?”

“Oh, c’mon my Prince. Show this low level what he’s been missing out on.” I got on my hands and knees and crawled closer. The small beauty backed away further by laying down, but I only proceeded to crawl over him. Soon I was above him, waving my tail beside my head, taunting him…waiting for him to show me the feeling that he’s been talking about.

He looked from my tail to my face, then to the furry appendage and back again and gulped loudly with nervousness. I smiled lustfully then leaned my forehead against his and began making the same rumbling noise in my chest that he was making earlier. Vegeta moaned at the sound, then slowly reached for my tail as I also started producing the same scent that my Prince was making before. I exhaled with a slight moan as he started petting my furry appendage hesitantly. To encourage him more I wrapped the tip of it around his wrist so his hand wouldn’t go anywhere. Soon, his eyes became half-lidded at my innocent actions, but my actions weren’t that way for long.

I gently laid down on top of him and ran one hand down his side while the other touched his face and ran a thumb across his still red cheek. Then, I leaned down and kissed his panting lips. I hesitantly, but confidently, moved my lips against his own…not sure if I was doing this right, but it felt right. When Vegeta moved his hand lower down my tail, brushing against the fur, I moaned out loudly and started doing the same actions that he was doing before, by rubbing against him. I closed my eyes and arched my back, breaking the kiss and relishing in the moment.

I heard Vegeta moan underneath me, but I don’t know if it was because of my actions or what. I slowly opened my eyes to see how he looked and the sight was more delicious than a triple chocolate cake smothered with ice cream and whipped cream with a cherry on top. His mouth was open and panting and his eyes were half-lidded and slowly opened and closed every now and then…drugged on his passion for intimacy. His hips grinded against mine as I continued to rub against him because of his torturous touches to my sensitive, furry appendage.

The hand I was using to hold Vegeta’s side, I was now using to pull his pants down a little, showing his bucking hips and nothing lower…yet. I moved his shirt up to show his flat stomach then I moved my head to that level to slowly kiss his grinding, bare skin…making sure that each kiss lingered longer than necessary. He groaned loudly, gently throwing his head back and threading his fingers through my wild locks while panting my name.

I smiled softly through my kisses at his reaction then moved my tail to curl around his thigh and squeezed and released to the tempo of his breathing. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore as I…

Woke up in a sweat…and alone. I felt the place where Vegeta should’ve been curiously, then remembered that he slept downstairs that night. I laid back and sighed. ‘Man, what in the world was that? My whole body feels like it’s on fire and it felt real…’ I looked to the side again to see if Vegeta really wasn’t there, then sighed. ‘Wow, some dream. Well, I better get ready for training before Master Roshi yells at me again.’

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Oh my, aren’t I bad. ;) And yeah. Goku’s going to be this naïve, but that doesn’t mean that he won’t initiate their relationship. *Laughs maniacally* It’s amazing what I come up with if I write long enough. X) But, don’t ask who’s going to be the seme. O.o ‘Cause, I don’t know. :/ By the way, have you ever had that problem where you’re looking for something when it’s right there in front of you? It’s a little irritating, no? But, when you find where it is, you laugh at yourself, hehe. Though, being a blonde, you can imagine how many times that has happened to me. O.o Another thing, have you noticed that Goku never says Roshi? It’s either Master or Master Roshi. I’ve wanted to put Roshi in there so many times, but I had to remind myself that Goku never says that…if he does, then only a couple times or so. I don’t know…it’s been a while since I’ve seen Dragonball and Dragonball Z. v.v

Also, if you guys haven’t noticed yet, Launch isn’t in here. O.o I actually intended to put her in, but for some reason failed to do so in the beginning. Then, only after did I post chapter 5 that I realized I forgot to put her in, so…a Dragonball story without Launch. It’s unheard of, I know. No one really writes about her…and I wanted to be different and put her in. :/ Damn.
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