Harder Chi-Chi. Harder.

Chi Chi bit down on her mouth-guard as her right leg thrusted into the one-hundred and fifty pound punching bag, for the twentieth time. The weight from the bag clashed with the force of her kicks. She could feel the burn in her thigh intensify, she needed to take a break, she couldn't take a break. Dammit, I need to be able to go harder than this. A frustrated growl began to bubble up in Chi Chi's chest, she wasn't weak, far from it actually. But the desire to stronger, better, it roared throughout her body whenever she started training. She was fire and fire needs to be fueled.

28…29…30. Switch. Chi Chi began to assault the bag with the left leg. She could feel the dull ache in her right leg, as she used it to steady herself while delivering the same torture to her opposite leg. Being the best was something Chi Chi took pride in. Her father, Gyu-Mao, had introduced her to the sport of Mixed Martial Arts at very young age. Eight years old to be exact. The blood, the sweat, the blows, it all exhilarated her. The rawness of battle and pride in every winner's eyes, it was something she knew she had to be apart of.

15…16…17.

"Seriously Chi?"

Chi Chi internally groaned and lowered her leg. She turned to face the only assailant she knew would be daring enough to interrupt her during her training.

"Kuri, I texted you that I would be training from 4:00 to 7:30 p.m…It's," Chi Chi turned to the clock on her in-home gym wall and frowned.

"And it's only 7:15. Would those extra fifteen minutes actually killed you?" Chi Chi took a swig of her water, placing a hand on her hip.

"Actually yes, yes it would've." Kuri countered, matter-of-factly.

Kuri Cranz was a five foot two, tanned skin, and curly haired powerhouse. And she was also Chi Chi's best friend. The pair had known each other since the tender age of five, meeting at a wilderness camp. Chi Chi had be stubborn and Kuri outspoken, the two had clicked and clashed. And they have been clicking and clashing going on eleven years since.

"You know how important my training is to me, every minute is precious Ku." Chi Chi expressed, evenly. Her best friend simply rolled her eyes to the remark, as they made there way out of the gym towards Chi Chi's room.

"Listen Rambo, your first day of public school is tomorrow and I'm pretty sure that perfecting a powerful roundhouse kick isn't going to be enough to prepare you for that." Kuri plopped down on Chi Chi's California King bed, she loved Chi Chi's bed.

Chi Chi scoffed, while rummaging through her closet for night clothes. West City High School. Chi Chi had no idea in the beginning what her father had been thinking, sending her after years of being homeschooled to a public school. In her junior year to be exact and to one the largest school in the district. It wasn't until he explained that his old martial arts instructor was the coach for the school's Mixed Martial Arts team and that he had taken interest in Chi Chi's fighting prowess, that she actually entertained the idea. Gyu-Mao had thought being apart of one the top MMA high school programs in the nation would be great exposure for Chi Chi. And Chi Chi couldn't help but to agree, plus the competition was sure to be much more challenging than the punching bag she had been torturing all summer.

"In case you forgot, the sole purpose of my attendance is because of those powerful roundhouse kicks!" Chi Chi yelled over sound of her shower.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah martial arts prodigy, I get it okay. But seriously Chi, you do realize that there's still shit that gonna be going on in between MMA practices and classes right?" Kuri gave the bathroom door a hopeful but disbelieving glance.

"Yes, idle things I don't have time for. Make the grade and win are my only two focuses. And in case you haven't noticed, I'm starting smack-dab in the middle. Little too late to start climbing any social ladders, don't cha think?" Chi Chi counter-offered. Turning off her shower and proceeding to dwell into her nightly beauty regimen.

"No time to even rekindle things with your childhood crush, Son Goku?" Kuri said, slyly and was greeted with a hard glare from her raven-haired companion as she forced open the door.

Goku Son, a boy Chi Chi had knew briefly in passing during her youth. Her father may have homeschooled her, but Gyu-Mao never missed an opportunity to enroll his daughter in various of camps to increase her social skills. He also manage to squeeze a few martial arts camp in the mix, it was at one of those she had met Goku. Both had earned seats with the upper division fighters, who were usually ages fifteen to seventeen. Goku and Chi Chi however, were only eleven at the time. Jealousy spread like wildfire. The other teens isolated the young stars, so the two found comfort and friendship in each other through those grueling four weeks. Chi Chi developed her first childlike crush that summer. Goku had been a naively sweet boy, but that wasn't exactly what fuel the infatuation, it had just been a nice bonus. No that wasn't it, it was because Goku had the same fire she did. Whenever he battled he often kept the same goofy grin, but his eyes never stopped burning with the unrelenting deserve to win. Even still with said desire, Goku wasn't much of sore-loser either. Chi Chi always remember the proud smile he wore whenever she bested him in one of their sparring matches, which didn't happen often. It was bittersweet knowing he was better than her. But he never treated her less than equal and always give her the hundred percent of effort she demanded. He had a sense of humbling pride, if that makes sense. Adolescent Chi Chi found herself being swoon.

But with time and distance, their budding friendship became short-lived. Chi Chi got over her crush and stopped sulking over the lost friend. She didn't hate the guy and would occasionally checked up on his matches and national ranking through news articles. From what she last recalled, he was top dog on the West City Hermits and still as strong as ever. Chi Chi felt her pulse raced at the idea of challenging him.

"I was eleven and got over it at thirteen. I'm more so excited to see how much stronger I've gotten in comparison to him." Chi Chi confessed, openly.

Chi Chi snagged a slice of supreme pizza, left here by her father no doubt. She took a guilt free bite, she mused that she pushed herself hard enough today to earn a couple slices, and began flipping idly through the different movie selections. That was until she felt a thump against her temple.

"What the hell!?" Onyx eyes glared at brown ones, who were seemingly glaring back.

"What the hell, indeed?! I know you kept up with the boy's progress, so I'm pretty sure you've seen pictures of him lately. So I'm also sure you noticed how extremely attractive he's become over the years. And with all this information, your biggest motivation for wanting to see him again is to FIGHT HIM?!" Kuri screeched, staring incredulously at her friend.

If this were anyone else, Kuri may question their sexuality. But she has know Chi Chi long enough to know that her response wasn't a matter of questioning her sexuality, but rather questioning her best friend's sanity. Seriously, this girl was to battle-thirsty and tunnel visioned for her own good. Kuri worried that Chi Chi wasn't taking the social maneuvering of high school seriously. It wasn't like she was pushing the idea of getting a boyfriend on Chi Chi, but if Chi Chi confessed to anyone else that she was only interested in fighting attractive boys and not dating them, especially someone as attractive as Goku. Those high school girls and some guys wouldn't let her hear the end of it. Not that Chi Chi was sensitive, but she was hot-tempered and didn't take anyone's shit. And Kuri was loyal to bone and had her best friend's back through thick and thin. The future number of fights and detentions that would mean for the duo caused the shorter woman to shudder. Hopefully the strict disciplinarian guidelines for the school's sports team will keep Chi Chi on a tight leash. Though, those rules seem to barely keep that hot-headed Vegeta Ouji in check most of the time.

Chi Chi scoffed at her friend's overreaction and a sly smile play on her lips as turned back towards the television screen. She knew Goku was handsome, well at least from what she could tell from the pictures. But once again, crushes die and there were definitely bigger things to focus on than Goku's brush with puberty. So using the same mocking tone her friend had given her earlier;

"Yes. Yes it is."