These are all short little memorys of how this friendship became a rocmance...

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They stared at her in utter amazement as her level rose and rose way beyond anything they had ever done before. Her eyes went dark and the ground under her rumbled. Gohan stared up at his older sister a little scarred.

Rattiz blinked over and over again as he stared at his little eye pieces. "Im-Im-impossible!" he shouted. "She-she's only a little girl! Her power levels nearing 5 thousand!"

Goku craned his head from the ground to stare at his little girl. "Anabell..." He felt her power so strongly it was the highest level he had ever felt in all the people he had fought over the years. But she was only 7 and her body was so tiny she could have passed for 3. How could a child of that age and size uphold that much power. Piccolo was thinking the same thing. This power had been sleeping in her and it was shocking how she brought it out, out of nowhere and without any training.

But it suddenly dawned on him that even though her power was so high it was starting to quaver where it was and without much notice it was starting to decline very, very slowly. He didn't have much time so he needed to jump this distraction now. Putting his fingers to his forehead, he closed his eyes in concentration. His own power generated all into this one that move that would finish this big mouth Syian once and for all. He growled loudly as it was time to attack, the stunned Rattiz turned to look at his sudden growl and his eyes went wide as he saw the energy beam that was suddenly coming towards him. He didn't have time to scream, or move or even think before it was over and he lay there still on the green grass.

Gohan watched in shock, so stunned his crying stopped. Goku lay back in relief and stared up at the blue sky trying to ignore the pain he was in. Piccolo straightened up grinning slightly then he looked back over at the powerful girl. She was starting to sway and her power level was dropping faster now. Suddenly it dropped completely and she gasped as her eyes closed and she fell to the ground.

Gohan stared crying again standing over his sister patting her cheek softly. "Ana? Ana, wake up. Ana!"

Goku looked back up at his daughter. "Ana!" he called forcing himself up and limped a couple feet over towards his children before collapsing again. He was in far enough to reach out and stroke his daughters curly blond almost white hair back from her forehead. She was pale and cold but alive. All that power had just drained all her energy. Piccolo walked towards them slowly and bent down to the little girl placing a hand on her little forehead.

"Help her please, Piccolo..." Goku whispered.

Piccolo nodded bending his head in concentration he let power flow down his hand to her. It was silent for a long time until she suddenly gasped again and jerked forward until she was sitting up, Piccolo stood back up crossing his arms over his chest as he stared down at her. She looked around confused, panting slightly a little scared of being in this place where she didn't remember coming to. Her body trembled still weak from the drain but she looked at her father.

"Daddy?" she whimpered looking at him worried.

He forced at smile at her. "It's okay, sweetheart, everything's okay now..."he stroked her cheek softly. Then grunted starting to cough roughly. When he finally cleared his throat he looked at his two young kids. "But soon daddy's got to go..."

"No, daddy! Why?!" Gohan wailed.

"Daddy's hurt...and he needs to go to get better...But in 1 year daddy will be back. Until then, Gohan, Mr. Piccolo will take care of you. And you'll do everything he says wont you, Gohan?"

Ana looked from her little brother, to her daddy, then up at Piccolo then back, confused. Gohan's eyes widen as he stared up at Piccolo scowling down at him. Swallowing back his tears he nodded slowly.

"What about me, daddy?" Ana asked her high chime voice squeaked a little. She was shaking a little harder now and she fought her eyelids to stay open.

Goku looked at her and frowned slightly. After feeling that great power today he knew she would be a great worrier. She loved to help him train back at home but Piccolo's training would be 10 times harder. He couldn't bare to see his baby girl hurt. She was his only princess. If keeping her out of the fight would keep her safe he was going to do it. "Ana...you're going home to your mother...You're going to help her and do everything she says ok?"

Her face fell and she frowned deeply her lower lip quivering. "But-but, daddy...Mama doesn't like me..."

The look of her face nearly crushed him then and there but he held on just for a few more minutes. He couldn't dyne it... Ever since Chichi got pregnant with Ana the day after they had reunited at the martial arts tourdement, even though it was her idea, she loathed Ana even as she was in the womb. When Ana had turned out to be a girl, Chichi was just more disappointed, she wanted a strong smart son to be proud of. She finally got her wish with Gohan but she still had the hatred towards their only daughter. Goku knew Ana was terrified of her mother and Chichi would have a fit over Ana coming home and not Gohan but Goku wanted his little girl safe and that was his finale decision. "I want you to do this for me, honey, please?" he coughed again sounding so horse. "Be a good girl for Mama, help her out. Tell her Gohan will be okay. And we'll both see you guys again in one year."

She stared at him, nodding slowly, looking down. Piccolo and he both knew she was trying to hold back tears and they knew she was strong enough to do it. Gohan on the other hand balled his eyes out. Goku leaned up as far as he could kissing his daughters cheek then stroking her curls. Then he reached over and ruffled Gohan's crazy hair. He smiled up at Piccolo mouthing the words "Thank you," before he grunted and fell back down, his eyes closing.

"Daddy!" Gohan screamed, crawling over Ana to him, gripping his orange uniform and shaking him. "Daddy! Daddy, wake up! Come back, Daddy!"

Ana shook her head grabbing her brothers cubby little hands softly wrapping them around her waist as she wrapped her thin arms around him. They hugged each other tightly, Gohan crying into his sister's shoulder while she kissed the top of his head trying to comfort him.

Piccolo watched them for a little while then grunted out a sigh, reaching down to grab Gohan's arm. He screamed bloody murder, holding onto Ana tighter. She gasped as all the air in her cut off as he squeezed her. Her head started to swim and she left light headed again ready to pass out at any minute. Piccolo growled at this brats annoying high voice and tugged at his arm again roughly. This time the jerk was so hard his arms slipped from his sister's boney body. Ana swayed, dizzy, but didn't reach to take Gohan back she trusted her dad and she knew Piccolo wouldn't hurt her little brother. Gohan continued to scream as Piccolo tucked him under his arm. When Piccolo looked back at Ana she was laying down again, her eyes closed. He debated whether or not to take her back to her house or not but he knew if he got to close Gohan would try to run to his mother and he didn't want to be attacked by that woman. That was the only woman he was terrified of. He knew that once this strong little girl woke back up she would do what her daddy said, she would go back to his mother. With one last look at her crumpled little body Piccolo turned with the screaming child and took off into the air.

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