Dragon Ball © Akira Toriyama, Shuheisha, Inc.


Chapter 3: The Mysterious Pair


The warriors were shocked upon the mention of Son Goku's name. Though he was a hero that had saved Earth numerous times, Goku never bragged his name to anyone thus having one, even two youngsters knowing him was something nearly impossible, aside from the two being Saiyans that had been slaughtered by Frieza a long time ago. The two didn't wait for them to answer but that wouldn't be necessary because the warriors agreed that the only way to find out was to follow the two.

"It should be around point 573… 18220… So, right around here then," the girl muttered as she checked her wristwatch. As she landed on the ground, followed by her male companion, she took out a capsule and threw it. The puff of smoke revealed a mini refrigerator filled with various kind of beverages.

"We have so many kinds of beverages here. Feel free to take it," she offered.

The girl took an oolong tea and a lemon tea, throwing the oolong to her male companion. The boy clicked it open and sat on top of a boulder, lifting a can to the curious eyes and said, "It'll be a while until Son Goku arrive. Since it's hot around here, please take anything you wanted and relax."

Bulma always was the bravest one to break the awkward silence. She came forward and took a can of beer, followed by Krillin and Gohan who took soft drinks. Gohan clicked his drink open, all the while having his eyes on the chatting pair. He sipped his drink and nodded as he approached them.

"Anyway, I was wondering how did you guys know about my father? Did you ever meet him before?"

The girl bent her body until she was on his height. "Unfortunately, we never had the honor of meeting him. We just heard some stories about him."

"Then, how did you know that he'd be here in three hours?" Krillin asked.

"I'm sorry, we can't tell you about that," the boy answered.

Vegeta stepped forward and brusquely asked the boy, "What do you mean you can't tell us? Who the hell are you? How both of you possessed that level of powers?"

The boy briefly paused before looking away from him. "…I'm sorry. I can't tell you that either."

Bulma noticed her company logo on both of the teens' jersey. "Hey, that's our company logo on your jersey. Do you work for our company or something?" she asked.

"N-not really…" he answered.

"Then can you at least tell me your names? Or your ages?" Bulma asked again.

"We're really sorry that we couldn't give out our names, but he's seventeen while I'm sixteen," the girl answered.

"Why can't you tell us your name?" Tien Shinhan asked.

"Yeah… There's no reason to hide it," Yamcha added.

Before they could answer anything, Vegeta pouring oil to fire and barked, "And do explain why both of you could turn into Super Saiyan! There are only two Saiyans left in existence, three if you count that half-breed whelp! You can't be a Saiyan!" Vegeta yelled as he stepped forward. "Frieza made sure that our planet has been wiped out. There's no way two of you could be Saiyans!"

"But they changed into Super Saiyan when they were fighting and beat Freeza," Gohan stated.

"And don't you know that all Saiyans have black hair!?" Vegeta said while pointing at the boy's lavender hair. The boy looked down and chose not to say anything while the girl slightly frowned at Vegeta's statement.

"With all respect, Sir. We have our own reason to hide this information from you. Should we want to do anything vile, we would have done it beforehand. For now, please trust us and wait for Son Goku-san's arrival," she demanded as she looked at them one by one. "Please…" she pleaded.

Fortunately for the two, before Vegeta sparked another debate, Bulma stepped in between the girl and Vegeta. "Guys, let's quit asking questions. If it wasn't for them, this planet would have been blown away, so let them be," she said while stretching her arms before the pair as if she'd do that to protect them. Not wanting to argue with the female scientist, they agreed and chose to wait for Goku's arrival.

Sighing in relief, the girl approached Bulma with the intention to thank her, but the boy preceded her. "I'm really grateful for what you've done for us. Thank you so much," he politely said.

Bulma wagged her hands with a chuckle. "What are you saying? We should be the one to say thank you. I'm so sorry that they're making you uncomfortable."

"That's okay, we understand. They're doing it out of curiosity anyway," the boy replied.

Bulma smiled as she slightly patted the boy's shoulder. "You're a nice kid, boy. I'm glad you understand."

The female scientist chatted random things with the two as they sat on a corner far from Vegeta. Even fools could see how the two easily warmed up to Bulma, as if they had deeper bonds to begin with.

"Oi, Yamcha. Can you believe that girl just wipe out Frieza and his entire army?" Krillin asked before sipping his lemonade.

"She's getting help from the boy?" Yamcha responded.

"But Goku, even with the help of Vegeta still have a hard time to win against Frieza's Force. I know that Goku might easily win over them now, but these youngsters… Who are they really?"

"To tell you the truth, I didn't even believe she possesses the power like Goku and Vegeta if I didn't see it with my own eyes," Yamcha said before drinking his beer. "But that's not what bother me the most you know?"

"Then what is it?" Krillin raised one of his brows.

Yamcha furrowed his thick brows and tilted his head when he examined her features. "Don't you think she looks like… someone we know?"

Krillin studied her face and nodded. "Now that you mention it…" The girl caught them gazing at her and smiled, which made the two quickly looked away.

"So they're the one called Krillin and Yamcha?" she asked, tilted her head to the boy's direction.

"Yes."

The girl's lips simpered into a smile, staring at the warriors that gathered in the place with so much admiration. "It's such an honour to meet the heroes from the past, right? It must be nice to have so many companions fighting alongside you," she said as she took a sip of her drink.

"Don't worry, this time, we will save them all…" he then gave a small pat on her head.

She smiled at this. "You're right. We will save them all…"

The boy smiled at her before shifting his gaze at Vegeta. He never intended to gaze at him for long term – startled when Vegeta suddenly shouted at him, "What are you looking, brat!? If you're a Saiyan then my appearances shouldn't be strange for you!"

Looking extremely flustered, he quickly looked away from Vegeta. "I-I'm sorry."

"Hey, Vegeta! That's enough!" Bulma scolded him before he continued. The Saiyan prince scoffed, rudely glared at the pair before turning his face away from them.

He kept his gaze on Bulma and Vegeta who bantered because Vegeta's rudeness. The boy slightly smiled and somewhat amused by their exchanges. He craned his head to his right when he felt a hand on his shoulder. The girl smiled at him and he answered her gaze with a nod.

The couple talked to each other with a fairly low voice so no one could hear what were they talking about. However, Piccolo didn't pick anything important with his super hearing. It seemed like they deliberately chose to talk only about general things.

However, after two boring hours, Bulma approached the two and with a sassy tone she asked, "Hey, are you two in a relationship?"

The girl's expression remained unperturbed. The boy, however, gone red like a boiled crab.

"Eh? Err… About that… We…," he stammered. Save to say something was going on between them.

"Honestly, I don't understand myself. What are we really?" the girl briskly answered. Eyes flattened, the boy rolled his eyes to the girl, mouth snapped shut and form a hard line.

"Hee… I see. You should start working your way harder or she'll be taken by another man!" Bulma added, winking her eyes while sassily nudged him with her right elbow. The boy was too flustered to say anything. He glowered at her while she mischievously arched a sly brow at him. "Man up and ask her out, Kid!"

But Bulma didn't stop at that. She suddenly observed the girl, up and down. Mouth forming a big 'O' when she was hit with the realisation. "You know the more I'm looking at you, the more I realised that you're looking like someone I know…"

"Oh really? What a coincidence. May I know who is this someone?" she remained calm while the boy beside her started to sweating all over.

"Yeah, in fact… Gohan! Come here! Take a good look at her, doesn't she resemble your mother? Ah! Let me introduce you, this is Son Gohan, Son Goku's only son, but you might already know about it as well, don't you!?"

The boy was about to say something to the girl, but she nudged him with her elbow. "Don't worry. Let me handle this," she whispered.

Yamcha and Krillin finally pointed at each other. "Oh yeah! She looks like Chichi!" they said in unison. "I can't believe I can't point it out when I was the one to recognise her when she faced Goku in the tournament!" Krillin said as he scratched his head. "The resemblance is uncanny though."

Gohan walked closer to them and took a moment to scrutinize her face. "Yeah, now that you mention it you really look like Okaa-san when she was young."

"It's nice to meet you, Son Gohan. I heard things about you as well but I'm sorry I can't give out my name yet."

"It's alright. I wish you could meet my mother, you know? She might be ecstatic to see someone looking like her. She always wishes to have a daughter. If I have a sister, I bet that she'd look like you." However, her face wasn't the only thing that made him feel like he had a deeper connection with her. Everything from her smell, Ki, presence—they were all familiar and comforting.

She softly chuckled. "I see. I heard about this legend about Dragon Balls that could grant your wishes. Maybe you can find it and wish for a sister."

Gohan chuckled. "Yeah, I might want to try that. It's lonely to be an only-child you know?"

She lost her smile for a brief moment, making Gohan felt like he muttered something he shouldn't. But she immediately shot him a bigger smile and said, "Believe me that I know that feeling so much. But trust me that it won't be long."

Gohan didn't understand what she meant by that but he would be ecstatic to have a sibling or two. The more he talked with the girl, the more he sensed a deep connection with her, as if he had known her for a long time. But the feeling only made her identity no longer necessary. He only need to know that the girl wasn't a vile person.

That was all he needed to know for that moment.

"Hey."

The girl craned her head and pulled a sly smile towards her male companion. "How can I help you, Tiger?"

"How could you turn the table and corner me instead?" he said.

The girl beamed him her cheeky smile, slumped on the vacant spot beside him while mockingly stroked his chin. "You know, there's an Eastern war strategy passage that was pretty well-known in my birthplace. It says… Openly repairs the gallery roads, but sneak through the passage of Chenchang."

"And… what is that mean?" he asked.

She smirked. "It means… draw enemy's attention by using a physical bait to avoid their attention on you."

He lifted one of his eyebrows. "By physical bait," he pointed himself, "Do you mean me?" She nodded while smiling triumphantly at him while the boy narrowed his eyes on her. "You truly are a meanie."


AN: The next chapter would be them meeting Son Goku. Of course a lot of you might have seen this since we already know the timeline. How would Goku react upon knowing that he has a daughter? Stay tune for the next chapter!

In case any of you available in Wattpad, please check out my account in ReikaNanatsuki. Honestly, with Wattpad being able to feature videos and graphics, I might be pampering you with more media over there. XD Please follow me, vote for my story, and add the book to your reading list!

For new readers in Fanfiction, follows, favorites, and reviews are loved.

Please note that I only upload my story in Fanfiction and Wattpad. If you happen to see my story in another sites, please kindly tell me.