Added Emotion: Part 2

Sharii picked up the snack off the ground and re-read the note over and over again. This woman couldn't be her kaasan, right? Her parents took off one day. Sharii shook her head, then opened the pockys.

"You're gonna share some with me, right?" Goku asked. Like usual, he said the wrong thing and Chi Chi took out her frying pan and hit him several times on the head.

"That's from her kaasan!" Chi Chi hissed in Goku's ear. He just gave the classic Son smile and then became serious.

"So, that woman is your mama?" Gohan asked, obviously confused. He and Sharii talked a bit late last night about her past, while all the adults were drunk and were passing out on the floor. Sharii stayed away from the alcohol, knowing what could possibly happen if she took too many drinks (although she did sneak some for Gohan).

"I don't really know…" Sharii's voice trailed off. Piccolo just stood there, not really understanding anything. Then he had an idea.

"I'll be right back, Goku, let me hold on to you while use your instant transmission to Korin Tower," Piccolo said and Goku shrugged and did so.

"Korin Tower…that name sounds familiar, I wonder why?" Sharii though aloud. She was now stressed out after just being told that she was the strongest one in the universe and she has to beat some all-powerful demon that defeated her "mother's" universe.

"Hey, I'll be taking a nap if anyone wants me," Sharii lied down on the Son's couch and fell into a deep sleep.

Korin Tower

"What brings you here, Goku, Piccolo?" Mr. Popo asked.

"I'm only here because Piccolo needed a fast ride," Goku explained.

"I need to speak to Dende, now," Piccolo said. Dende should know what's going on, why Gohan couldn't finish telling a harmless story, why Sharii's allegedly the strongest in the universe, info on the "demon," and why some glowing lady comes up, claiming she's Sharii's mom.

"Dende!" Mr. Popo called. "You have a visitor, do you wish to talk to him?"

"Sure," a weak voice replied. Mr. Popo nodded at Piccolo and he walked over to a cluster of trees, with a tired Dende in the middle, on a bed.

"What's going on?" Piccolo demanded to know.

"I can't say," Dende responded.

"Yes you can, now TALK!" Piccolo was mad, there were strange things happening and he was confused. Piccolo hated being confused.

"If I do she'll disappear," Dende said.

"Sharii? Why? Tell me now!" Piccolo grabbed Dende by his shirt and liften him up, staring Dende in the eye.

"Yes, her mother told me not to tell anyone. She can defeat the demon, don't worry," Dende fell asleep.

"What the fuck? Dende! What's going on?" Piccolo dropped Dende on the bed and walked over to Mr. Popo.

"Do you know anything?" he asked.

"About what?" Mr. Popo looked innocent, but Piccolo saw past that.

"Yes you do! Tell me what's happening to the Earth!" Piccolo was pissed off.

"I can't say, Dende told me not to, even if I have to die," Mr. Popo said.

"Don't listen to Dende! Just tell me what's going on! " Piccolo grabbed Mr. Popo's neck and was about to throw him into the ground when Goku stopped him.

"That's enough Piccolo," he said calmly. Goku pried Piccolo's fingers off Mr. Popo's neck. Goku stood a fearful Popo on the floor. Piccolo turned his back to them, his cape swishing as he turned.

"Gomen nasai," he said. "I should leave," Piccolo jumped off and began flying to the valley where he lived.

"He was mad, it happens sometimes. Don't sweat it, and I'll see ya around. Tell Dende I hope he's better, he sounds sick," Goku dematerialized to his house.



A young black-haired boy sat on the edge of a cliff, staring at the sunset and the water. It was beautiful, so many shades of red, violet, pink and blue. The boy seemed to have something on his mind and seemed at bit stressed. Sharii wanted to help him and ease his mind.

"Hi," Sharii said. The boy looked back at the black girl. She seemed to contrast from the grass and grey rocks. The boy nodded, so Sharii walked forward.

"Why is the water orange instead of blue?" he asked her abruptly. Sharii looked at him curiously.

"It's because of the sun."

"Tell me the mysteries of the universe," the boy said.

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me everything I don't know."

"Come with me and I'll show you," Sharii held out her hand and the boy took it. The scene changed to a cave with water flowing in it, coming from cracks in rocks.

"Water," Sharii snapped her fingers and sounds could be heard. A song seemed to come everywhere. Other water scenes flashed through the boy's mind, such as the ocean, lakes, and the orange water as seen before.

"I know of water, its origin, everything about it, and I can comprehend it. Show me solutions to mysteries," the boy said. The scene changed.

"Fire," Sharii seemed to explain everything with that word, however, the boy couldn't understand it all. Forest fires, fireplaces, campfires, and much more images of fire went in his mind. They were standing in fire and the boy started to freak out, jumping and trying not to touch it.

Sharii changed the mystery to body, and said the word. Images and "blueprints" of every lifeform in the universe passed through the boy's mind. He seemed interested in one lifeform, and Sharii could tell, and let the picture remain in his mind. She read his thoughts, but tried hard not to.

Sharii went to spirit now, and the thoughts of death and also spirits (Sharii thought ghosts was a harsh word for them, since ghosts were usually though as of haunting, brutal spirits who died a horrific death) entered their minds. The scene, however, did not change, since it's impossible to stay alive in the dead world. The spirits acted like normal humans and other various lifeforms, walking, going to school, playing, and looking to find a companion to play with.

"I heard couple girls once when I was in 5th grade, saying that they found a dark-haired girl sitting on the roof of their school. A finger mark even appeared on one girl's face. They thought they knew everything about spirits and seances though. They were stupid," the boy said to Sharii, who chuckled a bit. It happened in her school too.

"Now on to the last one, and that's evil," Sharii snapped her fingers and they were next to a road. It was night and it was raining. A bit further down the road it seemed to turn to blackness.

"What's up with the road?" the boy asked.

"You'll see, come on," Sharii said as a car began coming towards them and the blackness. They walked further down the road and saw a farm on the side of the road. Black spots dotted the cow part of the farm, and red pierced all other colors. The boy gasped. Sharii turned her attention to the road again, and the boy followed. The car began to put on its brakes. The blackness moved, almost in a dancing motion. They were people in black cloaks, blocking the road. The car driver got out.

"What the hell?" he asked. "MOVE!" the people kept moving. The driver approached them.

"I said, MOVE IT!" as soon as the driver said that a black spot came out and the driver fell on the ground. Bright red blood formed a little pool around the driver. A single sound was emitted from the black dot, and it was laughter. The boy's eyes widened.

"What if they see us?" he asked.

"They can't. This is just a hologram I created," Sharii said. "There's more, but I think using your imagination will work just fine."

"Why do people feel this way?" the boy asked as Sharii changed the scene back to the cliff.

"In every universe there's a balance of positive and negative emotions. If you wipe out the negative, the positive will die too," Sharii explained.

"Alright…" the scene changed again, this time to the ceiling of the Son house. Sharii awoke to hear the television on.

"Ah Sharii, you're awake! I'll heat up dinner for you, we didn't want to wake you up," Chi Chi rushed into the kitchen.

"Thanks Chi Chi, I appreciate it," Sharii said. Chi Chi smiled. Sharii always appreciated her. It was nice to know someone in the house cared about her efforts.

Sharii turned her face over so she could the television. There was some show on about a big festival thing.

"Hey Sharii," Gohan said. "Ever been to the peace celebration?"

"Hmm, yeah. I was at the first one, when I was about 7 or so. It was so much fun, some of the friends I met there always came back," Sharii thought of the 3 girls she met there and she became good friends with. Zoeé was the extremely hyper and crazy one. Jill was the one who was practically a millionaire. Vicky who more of a loner, (sometimes she would go into trances) was probably her best friend there.

"I'm trying to talk them into letting me go this year, since I've been good about my studies," Gohan explained.

"Heh, I'll definitely come if your family is going. I always looked forward to it, plus, since it was a pretty big party, mom always took me shopping beforehand," Sharii's eyes were happy whenever she mentioned shopping or makeup or any of that girl stuff. Gohan just rolled his eyes.

"Here ya go hon," Chi Chi handed Sharii a bowl of fish noodle soup and little plate with bean sprouts on a tray, with some lemonade to go with it. Sharii dug in, eating almost as fast as Goku did.

"Mmm," Sharii nodded in approval. Soon she was done, and she patted her belly. "That was soooo good!" She glanced at the time.

"Err, Chi Chi, would you mind doing me a little favor? I'm going out to a party soon and I need to get made up," Sharii looked at Chi Chi.

"Yeah, sure! Come on up now," Chi Chi led Sharii to the master bedroom. Sharii knew Chi Chi was glad to have a girl in the house, even if she was a fighter, they would spend more time together and Chi Chi and Sharii could go shopping, give advice, throw parties, and so much more. Chi Chi finally had a daughter.

But Chi Chi knew she did not have a daughter. That mysterious woman was her rightful mother, but maybe she could adopt Sharii. Sure, this is hasty thinking, but Chi Chi had something so close to what she had wanted for so long. She practically had a daughter.

Chi Chi was glad Sharii got along with Gohan so well, and was very glad Sharii didn't like her little boy. It would be weird to have her stepdaughter dating her son. But Chi Chi was worried Sharii had a thing for the creepy green alien. "Oh well, what could I do about it?" Sharii heard Chi Chi think.

She smiled to herself. Chi Chi was such a nice lady, like her "mother," the one who abandoned her. Goku was only a little like her father. Her father was a pretty successful lawyer. He didn't seem to mind he was hated by some. Goku didn't care that Vegeta hated him. Sharii chuckled and sat down in a chair in Chi Chi's bedroom. Chi Chi applied makeup, and it made Sharii look beautiful. Although Chi Chi looked almost the exact opposite of Sharii, Chi Chi with extremely light skin, black eyes, and soft silky black hair, Sharii had chocolate colored skin, thick dark brown hair, and ice blue eyes, they found colors that worked. Chi Chi taught Sharii how to put on her own makeup. It was a picture perfect scene.



Later…

"Look, Sharii's doing fine, I told you so," a young black-haired man said.

"I couldn't help but be worried. I've known her for a long time. We would meet every year…" the brown haired girl sighed.

"Is it just me, or does everyone here seem to have dark hair?" the boy wondered.

"Not me," a blonde girl seemed to pop out of the shadows. She had bronze glasses and wore black and blue.

"It's you, Juli," the brown haired girl said. Juli smirked.

"Do you enjoy going against the flow?" she asked.

"Of course I do. Wouldn't you want to be the only one with uniquely color eyes in a mess of such normal colors? My eyes are a mixture of grey and green. Do you see that often? No. You, Vicky, have ice blue eyes, just like all the rest of us, except me. At least our skin colors are different. You're the palest," Juli pointed to Vicky, "You are a mulatto," she pointed to the boy, "I am medium, and Sharii there is dark. The rest of us are a mixture."

"Well at least it's a bit harder to be racists," another male approached the group. He also had dark hair, but his was long and pulled into a ponytail. He had blue-green eyes, different from everyone else, like Juli.

"Heh, its you, Ryan. I knew you'd show up, you always do," Juli smiled genuinely at him. Ryan nodded at her.

"So Juli, you do have emotions after all," the other boy said. She glared at him.

"Anyway, I came to check on Sharii. She doing okay?" Ryan asked the group.

"Yeah, she's doing pretty good. She's lucky she gets so many signs about what's to come, I got hardly no signs," Vicky said.

"Actually, she got it worse than any of us, except maybe Ryan. Vicky, Marco, and myself all had it easy. Vicky can make fire, Marco can make water, my body is especially strong, much better than that kid Gohan, and Ryan sees and watches over all the dead freaks. But Sharii can read other's minds and not even know it, ignore pain, temperature, and this had much more of an effect on her life than any of us. Sharii's life hasn't exactly been like being on ecstasy. She was teased, taunted, and nearly killed. Not only that-" Juli stopped speaking, here eyes wide.

"Juli? Hello, Juli!" Marco shook Juli's shoulder.

"It's come too early. Right now Sharii's out, she needs to come home and sleep, we need to talk to her," Ryan crossed his arms. "Can't you feel it?"

"Let's see, right now it's about midnight or so her time. She will probably be home in a couple hours since the club closes at about, oh, 1:30 a.m." Vicky closed her eyes, thinking.

"But one thing doesn't add up. Sharii hasn't gotten her training yet, and so she'd be a pretty terrible fighter. Does that mean that a couple months will go by without an attack?" Marco looked puzzled.

"Well, the Z senshi should feel it and they may just put her right in that time thing in Korin tower. I'll alert Dende, and maybe Dende will suggest the idea to Piccolo," Juli said hopefully.

Flying through the sky was Sharii and Piccolo. Sharii had her arms wrapped around Piccolo's neck, and Piccolo held her back and her legs tightly. He was flying very un-streamlined, but he didn't care. At least, not until he felt the energy.

"Piccolo…?" Sharii wasn't sure what this energy was.

"I don't know what it is, but Dende will know. Tomorrow we'll ask him what's going on. You'll have to come, maybe then he'll let us know what the hell is happening to earth," Piccolo had his normal fierce look back on his face. He gripped Sharii's body even tighter, almost as if he felt a need to protect her right then and there. He took her to the Son house, and then the stayed close to their yard, keeping an eye on Sharii.

***

Sharii was at the cliff over the ocean again. But this time, there were four people there, she recognized one as the young man from before. But the others were strangers.

"Hello. We decided to meet here, it was fairly easy for all of us to get to it, and it's a spectacular view, isn't it?" a blonde girl spoke. Sharii nodded, this time it was night and a full moon made the water a sparkly blue, with a silver outline. There were rocks in no particular order and the people sat on them. Sharii instinctively walked over and sat down.

"So what's this about? Family giving you trouble again, right Marco?" Sharii asked.

"Nope, Kiyra and Juan are causing problems for everyone. Today Juan slapped Chi Chi in the face, and Kiyra gave her a black eye," Marco said.

"So you mean Juan straight up went over to Chi Chi, gave her the slap of her life, then Kiyra punched the girl and said what now!?" Sharii was shocked, her eyes wide, and her jaw dropped.

"Basically, that's it. I would let them know what I think of them, but I didn't want to corrupt everything," the blonde girl shrugged. "I still think I should have, but Vicky talked me out of it."

"Yeah, you were going crazy!" Vicky looked at the blonde girl, then back at Sharii "I guess Juli wanted to defend Chi Chi because she knows how close you two are."

"I bet that two days from now Kiyra's going to bring in a gun and shoot me. I pissed her off because I wouldn't let her copy my paper earlier today. Oh well, I was going to die anyway, why not now?" Marco chuckled.

"Hey, don't talk like that Marco, you're what keeps us from becoming too serious and thinking too much," Ryan smiled, as well as the rest of the group. Marco grinned proudly.

"Eh, I think way too much anyway," Juli smirked, her trademark smirk.

"So that's all that happened while I was busy?" Sharii asked.

"Kiyra and Juan did some more shit, but that's about it. You'd better prepare yourself, its not going to be easy taking both of them on. Fortunately, my parents told me if a friend is ever being fought, I can fight and not get in trouble no matter what," Vicky grinned happily.

"My parents said the same, and you know that my navi is my life," Juli smiled.

"You have it lucky. My navi is also my life, but I still can't fight," Ryan shrugged. Obviously he wanted to fight; he just didn't want to give up his life.

"Ever wonder what it's like to fall?" Vicky asked abruptly. The group looked at her curiously. Vicky stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff, then plunged forward to the sea ensuring her death. Though she knew all this, she didn't scream or call out. Her long dark hair blew up toward the sky as she fell. Sharii felt the incredible feeling of gravity's force on herself, pulling her down until-

Sharii's eyes popped open. Sunlight gleamed in the windows of the Son house. Sharii groaned and hid her head under her pillow. Gohan bounced into the living room.

"Sharii, you're awake, great! Tousan wants to talk with you, c'mon!" Gohan dragged Sharii's body into the kitchen.

"I see that Gohan had his dose of sugar today," Sharii groaned. It was too early in the afternoon for this.

"I have something serious to talk to you about. We were that you could be sent to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Piccolo, Vegeta, and myself did manage to pry some information out of Dende this morning. We were going to bring you along, but you were a rock. We heard you say something like 'Kiyra and Juan do anything to you guys yet?' but we didn't know what it meant," Goku looked a little puzzled. "Why did you say that? You were sleeping but you talked."

"Oh yes, I was having a dream. Sometimes I talk when I dream. Once I tried to have a conversation with my kaasan while I was sleeping in the hover car. Boy that was funny, Mama thought I was schizophrenic," Sharii smiled sadly, having one of her nostalgic moments.

"Anyway, Dende told us that a lady named Ariel said its okay for us to know and share a little bit of information. We're supposed to train you because your mind is really special. She said that you have to be the strongest of your kind or else someone might try to overthrow you from something or other. I don't really remember, but the point is that you're going in the Time Chamber in exactly a week.

"Dende also mentioned the humanoids that are here. There won't be much difference between them and normal humans. Dende said that Ariel wanted you to fight, but only Dende knows why," Goku looked at Sharii, solemn.

"I'm going to fight with all my power. I know that even if I don't, I'll get sucked into this anyway, maybe because something horrible happened all 'cause I didn't fight for the world. Well I will not let that happen to any one of my new friends," Sharii spoke her words with pride and her head help up high.

"I'll alert everyone. You'll want to rest up, or maybe enjoy yourself for the week. I think you know about it from my mind," Goku patted Sharii on the back.

"Um, Goku, just one question. Who will be my trainer?" Sharii bit her lip, hoping it would be Piccolo.

"Oh, I don't know. I'll ask either Vegeta or Piccolo. I'll be training with Gohan. Piccolo's supposed to be a great trainer, and I don't think he goes easy on girls. Vegeta, eh, I don't know. I don't think he's ever hit a girl, and he'll never hit Bulma. She throws a frying pan at him or sometimes smashes his toes or in between his legs with her high heels. That reminds me, Sharii, why don't girls get hurt when they're hit there?" Goku asked another stupid question, and Sharii facefaulted.

"What did I say this time?" Goku asked.

Vegeta was thinking while he trained. He wondered why he felt such energy coming from that girl. This was a chibi onna, a little woman. But the weird thing was, it frustrated him to know the girl could not use this energy, simply because she didn't know how.

Sweat dripped from every pore in his body as he began another set of 10,000 crunches. Vegeta began to wonder what the girl would say if she saw him here.

"She'd probably encourage me to dance or bop around like a puppet," he mumbled. Vegeta clenched his teeth. He was getting tired.

"VEGETA! LUNCH!" a loud voice rung through the air. "That dumb onna is always bothering me. She can't cook for shit either," Vegeta mumbled some more, although these words were lies to him. He had such a royal pride, and it was a royal pain in the ass. Vegeta sauntered into the dining room.

"Eww, Veggie-chan, you need to take a shower and rub deoderant all over your body," Bulma plugged her nose. Vegeta grumbled but went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, and then came to the dining room.

"Here ya go," Bulma smiled. It was so beautiful outside, and she didn't feel like arguing with Vegeta today. Vegeta didn't feel like arguing either, he just ate in silence as Bulma watched him in awe. This was one of the first days they didn't argue at lunch.

"What's bothering you today?" Bulma asked gently. Vegeta looked up.

"Who said anything was bothering me?" he said.

"Nobody, it's just that we haven't argued at lunch yet and there must be something on your mind," Bulma ran her fingers on the Saiya-jin's surprisingly soft skin.

"I want to train that girl, the one you're friends with," Vegeta said. He was worried about that because he thought his mate might think he's in love with the girl. Bulma looked shocked.

"Why Veggie-chan? You hate training people, and especially little weak girls," Bulma was only slightly suspicious that Vegeta liked the girl, and he'd be spending a year alone with her, without any one to pleasure him. Vegeta saw Bulma tense up.

"No onna, I am not in love with her. I want to see her real power and that's all. If you wish to, you could think of an invention that you can see in there or something, I'm not the genius here so I wouldn't know," Vegeta shrugged, but Bulma could tell he was honest. Vegeta never really lied to people, he told them what he thinks of them on the spot. That thought worried Bulma, what if Sharii got on Vegeta's bad side? Bulma made a mental note to remind Sharii of Vegeta's irritability.

Gohan approached his mother, who was reading on the couch. "Kaasan?" he said to her,

"Yes, what is it Gohan?" she smiled at her son.

"In 4 days the peace festival is coming up, you know that, right? There's been ads on TV about it," Gohan started.

"And let me guess, you want to attend," Chi Chi smiled. "I know my boy."

"Please? I've been studying hard!" Gohan begged.

"All right, I don't see any harm in doing it," Chi Chi said, and then the phone rang. Gohan jumped a little and then ran to it.

"Moshi moshi," he said and listened. "Okay, let me get her," Gohan ran to the kitchen and handed the phone to Sharii. Sharii listened and said, "I'd better ask Chi Chi first," and Sharii ran to Chi Chi.

"Chi Chi, Bulma wants to take me shopping to buy some of my own clothes. She said she'd use her own money for it," Sharii said and Chi Chi nodded approval. Chi Chi felt happy, almost as if it was a daughter seeking approval for a date or something. She smiled at Sharii and Sharii smiled back, speaking to Bulma, then hanging up.

"She'll be by in two hours to pick me up, okay?" Sharii asked.

"That's fine. By the way, Gohan wished to go to the peace festival, so we shall be attending that in a few days," Chi Chi mentioned it and Sharii clapped her hands together like a little girl, then hugged Chi Chi.

"Thank you so much!"

Piccolo was meditating in front of a waterfall. It would rain shortly, he could tell from the way the sky looked. The sun shone a white color and it contrasted from the clouds, which looked like a bluish-gray color.

Piccolo tried as hard as he could but so many things got in his way. Sharii, the added emotion, the new information, and the new energies all clouded his mind. Their power levels were more than the normal humans' were, although Sharii's level is too. They could be Sharii's siblings or something. But why would they pop out of nowhere? Piccolo shook his head, confused.

"I just don't get it…"

Beep! Beep! Bulma's hovercar honked its horn outside the Son house. Sharii ran out, her pretty black hair in corn rows with beads on the end that had the word dragon written on them. They made a little noise when she moved her head. Sharii got in the car.

"Hello Sharii! Did Chi Chi do your hair? It looks very nice. C'mon, we're going to the best mall!" Bulma was obviously hyper and had way too much coffee today.

"Hello Bulma-san, how are you today?" Sharii asked cheerfully.

"I'm good. Veggie-chan was weird today, he didn't argue at all. He said he wants to train you. Don't flirt too much!" Bulma grinned.

"You act like you're still 20!" Sharii marveled.

"Sharii, what in the world are you talking about? I am 20!" Bulma and Sharii laughed.

"You act like my kaasan, all cheerful all the time. I remember one night she decided to have a Spanish party and she tried to cook some Spanish food, but it didn't work, so we ordered a pizza. All my friends thought my mom was the coolest and would beg me to bring her to chaperone dances and field trips," Sharii smiled.

"Ah, when I have a child of my own I'll be sure to do that too. Hey, what kind of music do you like?" Bulma asked.

"Hip-hop and rap. I am a little biased because black people do most of that kind of music. Right now my favorite song has got to be Foolish by Ashanti. That's a real woman there, making 3 hits on the top 40 chart at once," Sharii said proudly, as if Ashanti was her relative.

"Can you sing it for me? I've never heard it, and you sang so good a couple nights ago," Bulma said,

"Sure," and with that, Sharii sang these words:

~*See when I get the strength to leave you

Always tell me that you need me

And I'm weak 'cause I believe you

And I'm mad because I love you

So I stop and think that maybe

You can learn to 'preciate me

But it all remains the same

That you ain't never gonna change (never gonna change, never gonna change…)*~

"That was so good! You should be a singer one day!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Thank you Bulma-san!" Sharii said. Bulma and Sharii listened to music and talked for about 45 more minutes until they arrived at the mall. It was huge, with a big waterfall in the middle. Bulma and Sharii got out of the car and they went into the building. Bulma told Sharii to follow her. They arrived at a store called Rave.

"You can buy anything you want," Bulma said to Sharii and her eyes lit up. Sharii picked out some clothes, tried them on, and got Bulma's opinion on them. When they were in line to purchase them, something odd happened.

"No, my name is no Kee-ra, it's Ki-ra. Can't you read a single fucking word?" The woman, Kiyra, picked up the cashier by her collar and gave a swift punch in the cashier's eye.

"Don't mess with my sis, you hear me?" the boy standing next to her said. Kiyra and the boy walked out of the store, not caring that the police were coming or the shoplifting alarm was going off.

Everyone in line just glanced helplessly at each other except Sharii. Sharii ran and jumped over the counter. She closed her eyes and used the energy transfer technique she knew. The cashier opened her eyes and stood up. Although she still had a shiner, she felt no pain.

"Did you help me?" the cashier asked Sharii. Sharii nodded. "Thank you so much!" and Sharii received a hug.

"Look, it's the messiah we've been waiting for!" a lady, obviously Jewish, called out.

"Jesus!" a young woman said. A crowd was forming in and around the store, calling Sharii a goddess. Sharii just stood behind the counter, feeling many memories flood back into her mind. Memories of being called a freak, a demon, a loser, and words that scarred her for life. Sharii looked at Bulma, who handed the cashier a wad of money, and she and Bulma pushed her way through the people who bowed, who yelled, who threw things at Sharii. Sharii and Bulma ran back to the car.

"I'm sorry Sharii," Bulma said.

"Why are you sorry? You couldn't help these events. How about we just go to another mall and forget the whole thing," Sharii said. Bulma nodded.

Kiyra was watching the car along with the young man. "This is the one we're looking for, right Juan?"

"Sí," Juan said, speaking with a Puerto Rico accent.

"We will be attacking shortly, I know exactly how. Thank God that you are Puerto Rican, and I am from Hawaii. It'll make our plan so much easier," Kiyra smiled.

"I am glad we are too, we can do this and maybe make some money!" Juan said as he hi-fived Kiyra.

"It'll be at the same beach as it always is, sí?" Kiyra asked.

"Sí sister," Juan said. "Let's go get some burritos, okay?"

"Sounds good to me. Where's the nearest Taco Bell?" Kiyra asked.

"I don't know, how about we just fly around looking for one," Juan said and took off.

"Hey, wait for me!" Kiyra took to the sky too. They flew for a bit until they came across some people fighting.

"Why are those two guys fighting? They take breaks and help each other?" Juan looked at his wiser sister.

"They are sparring Juan. They are allies, but they are training," Kiyra explained.

"But why are they waving to us?" Juan looked at the two people, and Kiyra looked too.

"I don't know, we are the enemy. Let's go down find out," Kiyra flew down.

"Hey, Tousan, we don't know them!" Gohan said to his dad.

"You don't know us, the most powerful fighters in al of earth?" Kiyra asked them.

"We can even fly, you should know us," Juan said proudly.

"Well we can fly too, see?" Gohan flew in a random course. Kiyra and Juan looked amazed. Goku just stared at the mysterious strangers.

"Hey you, big guy, why you looking at us?" Juan asked Goku.

"Quit staring," Kiyra walked forward toward Goku.

"Get off this planet," Goku said.

"Nobody tells Kiyra what to do," Kiya glared at Goku. Gohan looked around

"Hey, are you two hungry? Kaasan's making lunch, come in and eat with us!" Gohan tried to ease the tension. Kiyra and Juan looked at Gohan and smiled.

"We'll take you up on that offer, thank you, um," Juan said, not knowing Gohan's name.

"Gohan. Son Gohan."

"You have quite a child there. He will do well, we'll have mercy on him," Kiyra said as they walked into the house. Goku and Gohan looked at her curiously.

"Kaasan, these are two friends and they're gonna eat with us, okay?" Gohan called to Chi Chi.

"Okay, lunch is ready, let me go get two more places set," Chi Chi did that and everyone lunch. Goku was still extremely suspicious of the two.

"Bye Kiyra! Bye Juan, see ya later!" Gohan waved, and the two waved back. Bulma's hovercar pulled up right as the strangers left.

"Bye Bulma-san!"

"Bye Sharii, come by any time!" Bulma's hovercar pulled away.

"Hey, who are those two people? Kiyra and Juan? But they were at the mall and punched a cashier!" Sharii said, astonished.

"Wha? It couldn't have been those two. They're nice," Gohan said.

"They were mentioned in my dream…" Sharii's voice trailed off.

"Sharii, Vegeta will be training you in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in 2 days," Goku said.

"Already?!" Chi Chi asked.

"Yes. I have a feeling the Peace Festival won't be so peaceful…" Goku said.

Author's notes-

I forgot to mention this in the 1st chapter, but I do not own DBZ. I do own Sharii, but thank you to the author of Silent One that gave me the inspiration I needed for this character. Sharii is based on Yasmine. Kiyra (based on my friend Shyqueena and Cheri), Juan, Marco, Juli (me), Ryan (my man Chris), Vicky (my best friend Vicky), and the mysterious woman who gave information the Vegeta, Goku, and Piccolo who was also in the 1st chapter. All extras are also mine. If you would like to use any of these characters email or AIM me (EvilYugi02) and I'll be quite flattered you like them so much you want to use them for your own fic.