Chapter 4- I'M HERE TOO! *pop*

Huff, huff.

"Man, keeping up with you is hard, Master Roshi."

"It's you're own fault. You started out stronger than me Yamcha, but you didn't bother keeping up with me," said the perverted Martial Arts master. "Now, how about we practice the Kamehameha?"

"Wow Master Roshi, you really have been working hard to train!" exclaimed the desert bandit.

*clonk* "Of course you idiot," said Kamesennin, pulling his staff away from Yamcha's head. "Our lives may depend on how strong we are by the time of the Tenkaichi Budokai in a year and a half."

"Yeah, I guess that is a pretty good reason to make me stronger." Yamcha gave a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his head.

"Heeya!" yelled a woman, in a blue chinese dress. She landed from her kick as a tree came crashing down. Her face was covered in sweat as she spin kicked another tree, honing her physical strength. 'How does Goku make this look so easy? He was so strong when I met him.'

"Owwww..." Goku said, landed on his butt after getting knocked down. "Heh heh. You're really strong Kami. Even without my weighted clothing, you're beating me."

"Yes, well, I was stronger than you and my other half in his youth before having my own youth restored. It makes sense you would be surpassed by me."

"Heheh, yeah. Well, eventually, I'm gonna beat you with my weighted clothing still on. I'll become the strongest Kami, and I'll beat Piccolo!" said Goku, getting a second wind. "Let's go again Kami."

"No Goku, I think that's enough for today. You should rest. I don't want you to overdo it because you were excited to see my power. Get some rest and start training again tomorrow."

"Does that mean I can go eat?" asked Goku, his face containing a quizzical look.

"If it will get you to rest for today, then yes," answered Kami.

"Alrigth!" Goku immediately hopped up and ran to the palace.

'Even though I kept beating him, he kept getting up. He may not have been as strong, but he was wearing me down. Much more, and he may have been able to match me. Almost.' thought Kami. 'He may be able to defeat Piccolo Daimao.'

"KIKOHO!"

"DODN RAY!"

"VOLLEYBALL FIST!"

Tien dodged the golden geometrically impossible beam one his copies shot, why deflecting the thin gold beam of another. As the third rushed him to hit him with sports themed attack, he grabbed its fist and flipped it over him, slamming it into the ground. With two defeated, one by the original Tien, and another by simply exhausting its life force via Kikohos, the third took a battle stance. A pale white dwarf telekinetically threw the took defeated clones into the two remaining warriors, merging back into them, restoring them to half of Tien's maximum power.

"Hnnnrrgghhh..." grunted a small man, with 6 dots on his head. He held one hand 'high' above his head, creating a small golden orbs. He slowly made a wide circle above his head, leaving a thin golden circle. He began to pouring more energy into it, making it become shaped like a washed for a bolt. He tried to add more power, to make is a full disc, but the attack began to break up, unable to be held together in the shape it was. "Aww... And I thought I'd pull it off that time." Exhaling, the dwarf looked out at the his place on the shore of Roshi's island, he could see a whirlpool.

"Huh... A whirlpool... That's it!" The dwarf hopped up, figuring out how to improve his attack.

"Kikoho!" screamed Tien, launching a massive golden beam from hands. 'Why did I even start calling it the Tri-Beam?'

Far away, tens of boulders were being flung up, into the path of the beam with perfect accuracy.

"Hey Tien, I'm getting much better at my telekinesis," called Chiaotzu. "I wonder if I could block a Dodon Ray with it?"

"Wanna try and find out, Chiaotzu?" responded the triclops.

"Sure. Fire away." Tien stretched out his right arm, his index finger extended. From it, he launched a golden beam aim a meter or so to the left of his friend. About a foot before it would've passed by Chiaotzu, it exploded, as if it had hit a wall it couldn't break. "I did it Tien!"

"That's pretty good Chiaotzu. At the Tenkaichi Budokai, you could probably fight off Piccolo's demon spawn without even being anywhere in the action," suggested Tien, hoping Chiaotzu might take the idea to heart."

"KA! ME! HA! ME! HAAAA!" A bright blue beam rocketed out at a 40 degree angle. The beams origin was a scar-faced bandit, whose hands almost weren't big enough to hold the full beam. "Heh. Master Roshi, if I start making my Kamehameha's any bigger, I won't be able to aim it properly."

"Yamcha, you don't need your hands to aim the Kamehameha. You should be able to control it and keep it a straight line. You should be able to curve it even, if you had enough control and needed to hit an evading target. Now, watch this. HIYAH!" The elderly martial artist took off his shirt, quickly powering up to his full power. He now stood as an incredibly muscley man, looking suspiciously like Jackie Chun.

"Kaaaa... Meeee... Haaa... Meeee... HAAAA!" His hands, cupped by his side built up energy, so much that it seems to merely center around his hand, not stay within. His hands thrusting forwards, an incredibly focused beam of ki shot out. It's power easily outclassed that of the scar-faced bandits larger, wider beam. "In all my years, I've learned how to add more ki to the Kamehameha, but I've also learned how to keep it condensed. There's only so much ki that you can charge into the attack, and so it's better to condense it so it's more powerful AND piercing, rather than simply more powerful.

"Wow Master Roshi. That was really well explained," complimented the wolf warrior.

"Yep. Welp, back to m' magazines," said Roshi, as he walked into Kame House, his head filled with perverted thoughts. "Time for a break."

Meanwhile, on the other side, Krillin was preparing his new attack. However, this time, rather than simply flatten out the energy to make a disc, he spun its energy, making it flatten out more naturally, allowing him to add more energy without the attack simply disintegrating.

"KIENZAN!" shouted the bald warrior, as he threw his arm forwards. The disc shot forward, tilting slightly to one side. Far out in the ocean, ad rock jutted out above the waves. The disc passed right through, seemingly doing nothing. But a second later, the top of the rock slid off, leaving a smooth diagonal surface on top of the rough rock.

"YES! IT WORKED!"

On the Lookout, the youthful Kami stood on the edge, using his ability as Guardian to see the events on Earth unfold. Particularly, he watched the Z-Fighters training.

"Yes... They are all becoming great warriors. Innovating, strengthening, practicing. If Piccolo were to try to use his demon children, the warriors of Earth would stop them. And, I see Goku if still training," he said with a small smile, as he realized the time. And he knew Goku would probably be finding his surprise.

One the opposite side of the Lookout, behind the palace, Goku wore his weighted clothes as he did one-fingered handstand push-up.

"Kami shouldn't see me training. Though, it is 12:01 (AM). He said to rest until tomorrow, and it is tomorrow. He can't yell at me this time," Goku said with a laugh. "Hrrnngghh... Did Kami add more weight to these clothes? They didn't feel this heavy before." His clothes were now 300 lbs. 20% heavier than they were initially.

Power Levels(Rounded to 10s) for reference:

Canon Piccolo Daimao: 260

Canon Goku (23rd Tournament): ~350-ish

Kami (Old): 320

Kami (Young): 350

Goku (current): 330-340

King Piccolo (current): 330

Tien (current): 240

Yamcha " ": 200

Roshi " ": 220

Chiaotzu " ": 200

Krillin " ": 220

Chi-Chi " ": 100 (doesn't use ki yet)

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And yes, another TFS joke as an inside title. I think that will be fairly common with these. TFS is just so memorable. I may have to try to write in a few TFS Nappa lines for this version of Nappa.