"Huh...?" where was he? He sat up, and shook his head. Man... so dazed... what had happened...?
He looked around. He didn't recognize this place. What was it? There were a lot of... damn... what's the word? He knew he should know this. Those tall, brown things. They had green things growing out of... arms, weren't they? There were so many. He knew that a big group of these like this had a name... dammit! What was that word?! Ah well. That wasn't important now. First, he had to find out where he was. He stood up, and turned his head to look around this place. Which way to go...? Each path looked the same. He stared up at the sky, and shielded his eyes with his hand. It was so bright.... um... what was it called? Dammit...
He walked backwards, squinting up at the sky. Not concentrating on where he was going. "Whoa!" he cried out as he walked into one of those things, lost his balance, and fell flat on his face.
"Uh..." he groaned. He lifted up his head. "What... - hey!" he leapt up, and smiled at what he had just walked into.
"I remember now!" he beamed "A tree, right?" he spun around, taking in his environment.
"This is a forest!" he laughed gleefully, and began to get dizzy. He stopped spinning around, and fell over again.
"Oh..." he sighed. "Gotta stop doing that..."
He shook his head, and stood up. He squinted up at that bright thing in the sky.
"And that's..." he began. He frowned. "Um...." come on... "It's..." he hung his head and groaned.
"I don't remember that..."
He raised his head again, to look straight ahead.
"Well... I guess I'd might as well go that way... since I don't know why I'm here anyway..." he began to walk.
~~~
"Wow..." he gasped when he found himself walk out of the forest, onto a cliff edge. He took a few steps towards the edge, and looked over. A beach. Full of people.
"Hey!" he exclaimed happily. "Somebody's bound to tell me where I am!" he moved closer to the cliff edge - extremely close. He looked around. The cliff didn't seem to go down anywhere.
"Guess I have to climb down..." he looked over the edge, and gulped. "Better be careful, I'm pretty high up..." he mumbled. He stared down at the people. Most of them were just sunbathing, but a few kids were building sand castles, and some people from teenagers to adults were playing with beach balls. He saw two kids fighting over a bucket. They started to throw sand at each other and shout.
He watched, and laughed.
"Heh heh -whaa!!" he spun his arms around desperately as he tried to regain his balance, but a small part of the cliff edge crumbled off, and he fell with it.
Meanwhile, a girl gave a relaxed sigh as she enjoyed the sun's rays. She hoped to get a good tan this summer. Maybe she'd go for a swim in the sea later, too. Or try to find some cute beach boys ~*~
"Perfect... this summer's going to be great!" she smiled.
"LOOK OUT!!" a loud scream came from above her.
"Huh?" she looked up, and gasped. She just about managed to get out of the way in time before someone came falling out of the sky.
"Ugh!" he choked out as he landed hard. "Man... that hurts..."
The girl stared at him in surprise.
"Um... are you alright?" she asked.
"Huh?" he raised his head, and leapt up onto his feet when he saw her. His face was red.
"Uh - yeah. Fine. Sorry about that ^_^" he laughed nervously. "Guess I shouldn't have stood so close to the cliff edge..."
"You fell from the cliff?!" the girl gasped. He nodded.
"Yeah, I was just watching these kids -"
"Aren't you hurt at all?!" the girl exclaimed.
"Not really. My face hurts a little but apart from that I'm fine." he told her.
"You must be really strong!" she said.
"Uh... I don't really know..." he admitted.
"Huh?" she looked at him. "Never mind. By the way, my name's Bra." she held out her hand. He just stared at it.
"Uhhh... hi?" he looked at her.
"Haven't you ever heard of shaking hands?" Bra asked.
"Maybe. I don't know." he replied.
"Uh!" Bra gave him a weird look. "Whatever. Just tell me your name."
"Don't know it." he said.
Bra folded her arms.
"You've never heard of a handshake, you don't know your name..." she looked at him. "What DO you know?"
"I know I just came out of a forest and fell off a cliff ^_^" he said.
"Seriously? You don't know anything about yourself?" Bra asked. "Your age?"
"No. Something over twenty, I think." he replied.
"Your race?"
"I... don't know..."
"How about where you come from?"
"No...."
"Hmm..." Bra said. "Well, you've obviously got some really bad amnesia." she analysed.
"Will it go away?" he asked.
"Depends how you got it." Bra told him.
"Well... I don't remember. I don't remember anything at all." he looked at the floor.
"Well, let's see..." Bra looked at him. He hand black horns on his head; some weird armor; black underwear; and pink skin - mostly scaly.
"I don't recognize your race..." she admitted. "But, you must be here for a reason. Maybe you'll remember something if I told you where you were." she suggested.
"Okay." he said.
"You're in Japan. On Earth." Bra told him. "Do you know it?"
"No. I don't recognize those names." he said.
"Well... you need a name, anyway." Bra stated. "Let's see.... for now, why don't you just call yourself... Tiko?"
"Tiko?" he looked at her.
"Got any better names?" Bra growled.
"No..." he admitted. "Okay. Tiko it is."
Tiko looked at her.
"Er... how old are you?" he asked.
"Excuse me?!" Bra demanded.
"Well, if you tell me how old you are, maybe I'll be able to guess my age." Tiko explained. "Do I look older than you?"
"You look about my age - maybe a few years older." Bra told him.
"How old's that?" Tiko asked.
"Urr..."
"Please?" Tiko looked at her.
"Oh, fine!" Bra growled. "I'm twenty five."
"So do you think I'm twenty five, too?" Tiko questioned.
"Probably. Looking at you, I doubt you're older than thirty." Bra replied.
"Thanks." Tiko smiled.
He looked around.
"Uh... so... do you live round here?"
"Yeah. I got my own place round here four years ago - when I moved out of my parents' house." Bra told him. "Hey! Maybe you'll remember this,"
"Huh?" Tiko's ears pricked up.
"Capsule Corps. That's why my parents live." Bra told him. "Have you heard of it?"
"No. Can't say that I have." Tiko told her.
"Hey, why do you think you were in that forest?" Bra asked.
"I haven't the faintest idea..." Tiko admitted. "I don't know what I was doing there; how I got there; where I'd come from..."
"I guess you've got nowhere to go then, huh?" Bra said.
"No... I guess not..." Tiko replied. He looked at her, and reddened. "Hey... is it alright if I stay at your place... uh... if you don't mind...?" he asked shyly. "I'll pay you... when I find some... er..."
"Money?" Bra suggested.
"Right." Tiko nodded. "Um... just tell me how to get some."
"Well, I guess you could get a job." Bra shrugged.
"Uh... a what?" Tiko looked at her blankly. Bra sighed.
"It's where you work for people for money." she told him.
"Oh."
Tiko looked at her.
"So... if I get a job, can I stay at your place?" he asked.
"I suppose..." Bra agreed. "You can stay rent - free until your amnesia goes if you like?"
"Gee... that's really nice of you." Tiko said. "But I feel bad doing that, let me pay you."
"Alright..." Bra replied.
Tiko looked at Bra. He started to take in her appearance. She had long blue hair that she wore loose, and deep blue eyes. She was wearing a red bikini and skirt. Bra noticed him looking at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing." Tiko replied, reddening a little. "I just never really noticed what you look like before."
"Way different to you. I can't wait until you can tell me your race again." Bra replied. Tiko looked down at himself.
"Hey... I do look different to you. I guess I'm a... umm... what's the word again?" he asked.
"Alien?"
"Yeah."
Bra stood up.
"I guess I'd better show you how to get to my place. Follow me - and remember to pay attention to where we're going. Someone like you can't afford to get lost." she said.
"Okay..." Tiko got up, and followed her.
~~~
Tiko looked around.
"Nice place." he complimented. The walls were pale in a lot of the rooms, except for the living room which had dark green walls. It was quite a cosy room. A coffee table, a TV, a mirror, couches, and a fireplace.
"Wait 'til you see the bathroom - and the garden." Bra replied.
"What's in there?" Tiko asked.
"Come on, I'll show you." Bra exited the living room. Tiko followed her. She took him through the kitchen - which was a nice, clean room with pine cupboards, white kitchen units with red surfaces, a pine table, and white kitchen tiles with black diamonds linking them. She lead him into the garden. There was a glass door in the kitchen. Tiko looked around.
"Cool!" he smiled. On the patio, there was a barbecue and another pine table, with an umbrella over it. On the grass was a swimming pool. The grass was nicely cut, and there were lots of different flowers planted along the edges of the garden.
"Look up there." Bra pointed up, towards the second floor of the house. Tiko looked up.
"Hey... it's, er...." he knew what the word was, he just couldn't remember it.
"A balcony."
"Right."
"That's your room up there." Bra told him. She pointed to another balcony, on the opposite side. "And that's mine."
"Do all the upstairs rooms have balconies?" Tiko asked.
"No. Just mine and the guest room." Bra told him. "There's two bathrooms, but one of them's in my room." she explained.
"This is a great house." Tiko told her. He shielded his eyes against the.... damn... still couldn't remember.
"Uh... what's that up there?" he asked. It was kind of embarrassing, because he knew he should really know this.
"What?" Bra looked at him."
"That shiny thing - in the sky." Tiko pointed.
"The sun." Bra told him.
"That's right. I remember now." Tiko nodded.
Bra beckoned him to come inside.
"Come on. Let's go see your room, shall we?"
"Okay." Tiko smiled. He followed her back inside. She led him upstairs. The walls in the corridor up here were the same as the downstairs corridor. Peach. With a few picture frames - like downstairs. Bra took him to a new - looking white door, and led him through it.
"Here." she said. "Not too girly for you, is it?"
Tiko looked around. The walls were two different colours. The bottom half was pale green, and the top was pale blue. These two halves were seperated by a yellow border with a dark blue flower pattern on it. The carpet was pale blue. Opposite the door there was the glass door which led to the balcony. There was a pine dressing table with a mirror, and a chair in front of it on the opposite side to the bed - which was on the right - hand - side and dressed in a pale yellow quilt and pillow case. There was a fairly big white wardrobe on the same side as the bed. Next to the bed was a little bedside table, which had on it a lamp and a small artificial plant. There was a table with a TV on it directly opposite the bed.
"Wow..." Tiko smiled. He looked at Bra happily. "Hey, this room is great!"
"Glad you like it." Bra replied.
"I promise I'll pay you back when I get a job." Tiko swore.
"You don't have to rush, you know. Why don't you try to get your memory back first?" Bra suggested. She folded her arms. "Try to remember what weird race you come from."
"Yeah..." Tiko looked in the mirror. "I guess I'm definitely not a human..."
"Well... I'm not all human." Bra told him. Tiko looked at her in surprise.
"But you look exactly like a human!" he exclaimed.
"Well, I'm mostly like my mother. I guess human genes are dominant over saiyan." Bra shrugged.
"What's a saiyan?" Tiko asked.
Bra covered up her mouth as she laughed. Tiko looked at her.
"Did I say something stupid? Are saiyans really famous or something?"
"No, it's not that," Bra shook her head, and put her hands down. "It's just that my dad would go crazy if he heard you say that."
"What are they?" Tiko repeated his question.
"Just another race." Bra told him. "I guess they look a little like humans - only they have monkey tails."
"Your dad's got a monkey tail?" Tiko asked.
"He used to. Not anymore." Bra replied.
"What's a monkey?"
"Uh!" Bra sighed. "This is gonna take ages!"
"Sorry ^_^" Tiko said. He looked at her. "But tell me about the saiyans. I might've heard of them."
"Um..." Bra hesitated. "My dad might not like me telling their history to a total stranger..."
"Ah, come on!" Tiko urged. "Tell me! I promise I won't tell anybody else. I won't even mention it again."
"Umm..." Bra wondered.
"Pleease?" Tiko looked at her.
"Okay..." Bra agreed. "But you have to promise to NEVER mention it again! It's really not a nice story, and he's kinda sensitive about it." she looked at him. "Promise me!"
"I promise. I'll act as if I never heard it." Tiko promised.
"Good... but it'll take a while." Bra told him, and sat down on the bed. Tiko did the same.
~~~
Tiko was lying on the bed, still thinking about what Bra had told him. She was downstairs now, talking to her dad on the phone. Man... Tiko felt sorry for that guy. And he thought he had problems.
"Bet Bra's dad would give anything to be in my position. Anything to get rid of the memories that must've given him..." he mumbled. Who was this Frieza guy anyway? Tiko had never heard of him. But... he hadn't heard of many people right now. Maybe he'd been running from Frieza? Maybe he'd come to Earth to escape him, but he hit his head or something, and now he didn't remember. It seemed the most likely answer. Too bad he didn't know if it was true.
Tiko got off the bed, and went downstairs. Bra was in the kitchen, on the phone. Tiko heard what she was saying, and stopped to listen. It was about him.
"Dad, don't worry so much!" Bra scolded. "No, he's not a pervert!"
"Huh?!" Tiko gasped. Well, there goes the sympathy. What a thing to say!
"I told you already, he has amnesia. He's totally lost, dad. He has nowhere else to go. He didn't even know what planet he was on." Bra talked into the phone. She leaned against the kitchen unit.
"I don't know. He's not from around here - I don't recognize his race." she said. "Well, he seems friendly enough. He even insisted on paying me to let him stay here. He's gonna look for a job. See? I know what I'm doing. Don't worry so much."
Tiko wondered if he should go in or not.
... No. Wait 'til she's finished.
"Yes dad. Okay." Bra smiled. "Yeah, I know." she said. "Okay, say hi to mom for me. Don't worry, I'll be careful. Bye." she hung up.
Tiko entered the room.
"Your dad's worried about you?" he began.
"You were listening to my phone call?!" Bra exclaimed.
"You were talking about me!" Tiko protested.
"I guess..." Bra admitted. "Well, my dad's kinda concerned about you staying with me."
"Is it best if I go...?" Tiko asked.
"No, stay." Bra insisted. "He'll be fine, he's just a little overprotective. That's all."
"He sounds it." Tiko replied.
"So..." Bra began. "What d'you want to do?"
"I don't know..." Tiko shrugged.
"How about we go down to the beach?" Bra suggested. "But first, you need to buy some beach clothes.
"Beach clothes?" Tiko asked.
"Yeah. You know. Swim shorts and stuff. Come on, I know a really good place." Bra beamed.
"But I don't have any money." Tiko said.
"I'll buy them." Bra shrugged.
"I can't let you do that!" Tiko protested.
"Then you can pay be pack later. Come on!"
