"I believe congratulations are in order. Not only has Fouquet been captured, but I've heard rumor that your familiar is the most powerful on record. For your actions in both standing against Fouquet and protecting your familiar, as well as your familiar's in capturing her, I grant you the title of Chevalier." Henrietta said, trying to be formal with her best friend. Izura stood next to Louise, his eyes closed and humming a tune his mother sung when he was a kid to get him to sleep. She called it Dragon Soul, befitting of the upbeat and optimistic song. He didn't notice Henrietta extend her hand to him at first because of it.

"Princess you can't! He;s just a familiar!" Louise exclaimed, the demi-saiyan opening his eyes and ceased his humming. Louise visibly flinched almost immediately after she heard his humming stop. However, she was surprised by his reaction.

"A kiss, no matter where at, deserves to be done by someone you can put your full trust in to not play with your heart. I don't think you know me that well. Unless you come to have feelings for me, I'd hate to hear you offer something so romantically important as a 'reward'. Saiyans are a prideful race, with strong feelings of honor. I may not be full blooded, but I still get weaker versions of those emotions and feelings. I won't take gifts either. If I really wanted something in return I'd probably ask for food!" Izura said, a wide, somewhat childish smile on his face. He laughed a bit at his little joke, getting a giggle out of Henrietta. Louise was a little confused, but then things began to get serious.

"Also, I have a favor to ask you. This is a warrant from the palace. I've heard rumors of nobles treating commoners like they are no more than trash." Henrietta said, Izura crossing his arms and going Super Saiyan. However, he quickly regained his composure and his transformation faded.

"It might not be my place to say this, but I despise your system. It's flawed in more ways than it works. I've heard of tyrants starting out with good intentions and then succumbing to the power. Only the strong willed can keep their intentions and actions pure. So please, keep a fierce will and don't compromise your morals." Izura said, a kind smile on his face. Henrietta began blushing, her face engulfed in a scarlet red. Izura became confused, tilting his head to the side.

"Are you alright? You look like you've got a fever." Max said, not realizing Louise's look of rage.

"Y-Yes I'm f-f-fine. It... It's nothing. A-Anyway here's your warrant. I really hope this is just rumor, but I can't help but feel like the commoners are being coerced though bribes or threats." Henrietta said, Izura nodding as he balled his hand into a fist.

"I've heard just about enough. I don't expect things to get too serious, but you may want someone ready to take care of anyone inured. Regretfully, I can't control my Ki as well as my mom can." the half saiyan said as he sighed slightly, looking below himself to see small fractures in the ground from when he powered up. After that, they left the palace and Izura had a serious expression. Louise looked at him funny, but kind of understood how he felt. She treated him like trash when he first arrived, thinking he was some commoner. Yet he never raised a hand to her despite his immense strength. She blushed at the thought. All that power to make her shut her mouth and not one bit of it was used. He'd tell her off for it, but never physically hurt her. Her blush intensified when she realized she was lagging behind and she picked up the pace, slowing down about half a foot behind him and smiling the whole time.


Louise groaned, disliking her now drab clothes. Her familiar at least looked the part of a warrior somewhat. Yet she barely even looked self respecting in her eyes. But when Izura said she looked just fine, a blush came to her face. She wanted to buy a horse, to stay in a nice hotel, but ended up realizing how expensive those things were. Louise said she had an idea, so Izura opted to wait for her by the large fountain in the Square. Max knew she could take care of herself if need be, her Ki being stronger than that of anyone around. Even if all she could produce were explosions, they'd be all she needed. He sat down and let out a relaxed breath, being so relaxed that even birds seemed to be friendly to him.

Quickly the sun went down and Izura didn't move an inch, people often thinking he was a newly placed and lifelike statue. When Louise returned, the birds seemed interested in her, but kept their distance while the familiar they were getting along with approached. He had a questioning look, hearing something that made him cover his face in shame.

"I lost it all at the casino." the pinkette said, much to the dismay of her black haired familiar.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me. You honestly thought GAMBLING of all things was a good idea?" he asked, his eyes flashing teal for a moment in rage. However, it was only a flash and even if he had transformed, he'd have blasted an Angry Kamehameha into the sky harmlessly away from people. He sighed and calmed down before it came to that and looked at Louise, putting a finger over her lips to silence her.

"It's fine. It doesn't bother me... It doesn't bother me... It bothers me, it BOTHERS me a lot- AND THAT DOOR'S GREEN!" he growled, keeping his voice down as he powered up into Super Saiyan. He was referring to a door that didn't match the more red and white color scheme of the building it was attached to, but surprisingly, there was no aura like usual. Instead, it was calm air, little if any heat radiating from him.

"Sorry. I just... bit OCD at times. Dug the same ditch forty times with my bare hands just trying to irrigate water to some farmer's crops." he admitted shamefully. However, it had the opposite effect of making her laugh at him.

"The same ditch with your bare hands? I'm impressed; dedication like that doesn't show often. I guess we've got to find some place to earn money." she said, the two of them swiftly turning to an oddly accented voice. Izura had noticed his presence, just tried to ignore it.

"Tres bien! If it's work you're looking for, I run a tavern not too far!" the man said, his... flamboyant style reminding him of the documents of the Ginyu Force, the man before him even striking some poses he vaguely recognized.

"We'll... take it!" Izura said, somehow his forced tone flying right over the man's head as he began to strike poses as he led them back to the place he ran. Despite Louise's less than subtle complaints, the two began to work, going with the cover of a runaway noble and her close friend- the animal caretaker. As surprising as it was, the two were good actors. The country bumpkin Izura not really having to come up with fake stories to make his role believable- just twisting his stories to be less hectic than his actual life. Louise had to do a lot of BSing to get through, but made it pretty well. The familiar tried dishes, but he didn't seem to be able to concentrate, often using the kitchen knives as projectiles and coming up with excuses implying a dark past in order to cover for his "PTSD flashbacks". The reason for his necessary bullshit being that before customers could get too handsy with Louise, he'd throw warning shots. He also threw a couple for the other girls as to not seem favoring Louise.

"You're actively throwing the knives aren't you?" the woman doing dishes next to him asked. The teenage demi-saiyan smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"Perverts are new to me, but something about the way they look at people makes me want to just... punch a baby?" he asked, not sure if that's what he wanted to go with.

"I know it sounds bad but it's like dog whistles for me. Sets me off." Izura said. The woman giggled and patted his back with a dry hand.

"Maybe you should set up a mini stage and do a comedy skit. My name's Jessica by the way." she said, going back to the dishes.

"Mine's Izura. Nice to meet you." And with that he went back to the dishes, humming quietly as he moved. Jessica was surprised. Not only were his hands calloused from hard, manual labor (as well as fighting as the whole pub would soon come to learn and revere), they were soft and delicate. There were no cracks or breaks in the dishes he handled and they came out like they were freshly made. This, as well as his caring and sweet personality, attracted her, something that Louise quickly took note of as she tried hard for getting tips- only to end up failing in some shape or form. But his humming. It was like it kept everyone going, whether they heard it or not.

"What's that song you're humming?" Jessica asked, catching Izura's attenntion.

"It's called Head-Cha-La, or in my language would more accurately sound like 'hetchara' roughly meaning "it's no problem" or 'I can handle it.' It's a very up-lifting and upbeat song. I usually hum it when I'm doing something with my hands and can't fidget with something. The words in it are in a different language, but I'm sure you'll be able to feel the tone." Izura said with a smirk as he opened his mouth to sing it.

Hikaru kumo o tsukinuke Fly Away (Fly Away)
Karadajû ni hirogaru panorama
Kao o kerareta chikyû ga okotte (okotte)
Kazan o bakuhatsu saseru

Toketa kôri1 no naka ni
Kyôryû ga itara tamanori shikomitai ne

CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Nani ga okite mo kibun wa heno-heno kappa
CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Mune ga pachi-pachi suru hodo
Sawagu Genki-Dama...Sparking!

Sora o kyûkôka Jet Coaster (Coaster)
Ochite yuku yo panikku no sono2 e
Keshiki sakasa ni naru to yukai sa (yukai sa)
Yamasae oshiri ni mieru

Nayamu jikan wa nai yo
Dokoka ni hisomu "bikkuri!" ni aitai kara

CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Atama karappo no hô ga yume tsumekomeru
CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Egao urutora zetto de
Kyô mo ai-yai-yai-yai-yai

CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Nani ga okite mo kibun wa heno-heno kappa
CHA-LA HEAD-CHA-LA
Mune ga pachi-pachi suru hodo
Sawagu Genki-Dama...Sparking!

Everyone clapped, having heard his singing. He blushed and smiled, doing a small bow. But as the clapping ended, a pudgy, well dressed man walked in with a nasty smirk that Izura recognized on Freiza during their fight. This was but one of the many things that would get him involved.

That's it for this one. Any suggestions or constructive criticism are always welcome. However, if you're going to be a dick, just stay quiet. Stop using those worthless insults, and quit wasting EVERYONE'S time. Other than that, have a nice day. Caio!