I DON'T'D OWN DBZ, I do own Makato my character
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Chapter 1-Our story unfolds
A young man, notably four or five years of age, can be seen walking down the street of a small town district of Tokyo, oblivious to the people and life around him. 'Where am I, and why did I leave home?' the young man asks himself knowing he already knows the answer. 'Oh yeah, Makato, your real parents die, so you are stuck living with your aunt and uncle.' The young man by the name of Makato stops outside a small restaurant and decides that he might as well eat before he goes off to god knows where. He steps through the small door of the restaurant to be greeted by a delicious smell of whatever was being cooked. He sets the heavy backpack he was carrying against the wall and sat on a stool that was sitting in front of the grill, next to a boy who looked to be the age of 16. Makato looked at the tall black haired teenager and noticed his odd clothes; he was wearing a yellow shirt and black pants tied at the ankles. The most peculiar part of him was the yellow and black bandanna he wore on his head. "Can I help you young man?" asked a female voice knocking out Makato's train of thought, and it took him a moment to remember where he was. "Hello?" the young woman at the grilled that looked the same age as the bandanna boy said a little irritated. "Sorry," said Makato after regaining his train of thought. "That's ok, honey, what can I get for you?" asked the young woman. "Makato thought for a moment before replying "I will have anything without pork". Makato, no matter how hard he tried could not eat pork. "I will have the same, Ukyo," said the bandanna boy. "Ok, Ryouga, two specials coming up," replied the woman that went by Ukyo. Then she looked towards Makato. "So honey, what's your name?" "Makato," he replied quietly. "Son Makato." Ryouga looked surprise by the name and turned to face Makato. "Son Makato, son of Son Goku?" "Nephew," replied Makato starting to become depressed. "You look tired honey, why don't you rest here for a while, I would love to talk to a member of the Son family, how about it?" asked Ukyo. Makato thought for a couple of minutes before nodding. He didn't really want to talk about his family, but he was tired. "Now eat up honey, it's on me," said Ukyo as Makato began to eat. * * * * * * R/R PLEASE
A young man, notably four or five years of age, can be seen walking down the street of a small town district of Tokyo, oblivious to the people and life around him. 'Where am I, and why did I leave home?' the young man asks himself knowing he already knows the answer. 'Oh yeah, Makato, your real parents die, so you are stuck living with your aunt and uncle.' The young man by the name of Makato stops outside a small restaurant and decides that he might as well eat before he goes off to god knows where. He steps through the small door of the restaurant to be greeted by a delicious smell of whatever was being cooked. He sets the heavy backpack he was carrying against the wall and sat on a stool that was sitting in front of the grill, next to a boy who looked to be the age of 16. Makato looked at the tall black haired teenager and noticed his odd clothes; he was wearing a yellow shirt and black pants tied at the ankles. The most peculiar part of him was the yellow and black bandanna he wore on his head. "Can I help you young man?" asked a female voice knocking out Makato's train of thought, and it took him a moment to remember where he was. "Hello?" the young woman at the grilled that looked the same age as the bandanna boy said a little irritated. "Sorry," said Makato after regaining his train of thought. "That's ok, honey, what can I get for you?" asked the young woman. "Makato thought for a moment before replying "I will have anything without pork". Makato, no matter how hard he tried could not eat pork. "I will have the same, Ukyo," said the bandanna boy. "Ok, Ryouga, two specials coming up," replied the woman that went by Ukyo. Then she looked towards Makato. "So honey, what's your name?" "Makato," he replied quietly. "Son Makato." Ryouga looked surprise by the name and turned to face Makato. "Son Makato, son of Son Goku?" "Nephew," replied Makato starting to become depressed. "You look tired honey, why don't you rest here for a while, I would love to talk to a member of the Son family, how about it?" asked Ukyo. Makato thought for a couple of minutes before nodding. He didn't really want to talk about his family, but he was tired. "Now eat up honey, it's on me," said Ukyo as Makato began to eat. * * * * * * R/R PLEASE