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Summary: What if Goku hadn't lost his memory as a child. Alternate universe starting at the beginning of Dragonball.

Chapter 7

Kakarot stepped onto the island that housed the great Master Roshi. The old master's house was a simple one painted white with a red roof but it served the old man right.

"Hey old man," Kakarot yelled. "I'm ready for my training now."

Roshi poked his head outside the house. "Well, if it isn't my young Saiyan friend. Finish with that task of yours did ya? Where's that pretty girl companion of yours?"

"She went home while I train," Kakarot answered. "Now let's get started."

They were interrupted as a small bald headed boy landed head first in the sand. Apparently he'd decided to make an entrance by jumping from his boat to the shore. He'd made an entrance alright. Kakarot tried to suppress a laugh but couldn't quite manage it.

A minute later the old master and Kakarot had pulled the boy free of the sand and righted him. "Who are you?" Kakarot said in a harsh tone.

"For your information," the boy answered in just as harsh a tone. "I'm Krillin. I have traveled a great distance to train with the great Master Roshi."

"Beat it," Kakarot replied. "Master Roshi already has a much more promising student then you."

"The boy has a point," Roshi confirmed. "I did promise to train him. And I don't usually take two students."

"I brought you some reading material," Krillin replied pulling out and handing the old master several dirty magazines.

Roshi's eyes went wide at such a beautiful sight but he quickly composed himself. "You'll have to do better then that," he told Krillin. "Your first task is to find me a beautiful girl for a date."

"That's not the task of a martial artist," Krillin said.

"Do you want me to train you or not?" Roshi replied.

"Fine," Krillin replied. "But are you going to make him find you one too?"

"No," Roshi said. "I don't think so. I already have an arrangement with him."

Krillin turned and un-capsuled a jet copter and got in. "Fine I will return with one for you then."

After Krillin had left Roshi turned to Kakarot. "Alright before I train you I have some questions for you."

"Go ahead and ask then," Kakarot said.

"Okay," Roshi said. "Why do you want to learn from me?"

"Well," Kakarot said. "I want to learn any techniques that might be useful in a fight."

"That's what I was afraid of," Roshi said. "You know martial arts aren't just for beating up people and impressing girls. It's for defending those who cannot defend themselves."

"You mean like an entire race of people who were killed by an evil tyrant of incredible strength," Kakarot said with a bit of bitterness in his voice.

"Yes, sort of like that," Roshi admitted. "Is there something you want to talk about?"

"I'm the last of my race," Kakarot stated flatly. "An evil being named Frieza destroyed my planet and my people. He rules most of this galaxy with an iron fist. I need to get strong enough to beat him."

"Are you sure that's even possible?" Roshi said a bit surprised.

"I'm a Saiyan," Kakarot replied. "We're a warrior race. I will defeat him someday. I won't let what happened to my planet happen to this one. Let's just say I've become fond of it since I grew up here."

"That's all I needed to know," Roshi said. "Your intentions are good and it sounds like it's important that you become strong. You have the potential to become the strongest on the planet and if something that bad really is out there, I'll do everything I can to help you be ready if it comes here."

"Let's get started then," Kakarot said.

"Let's wait a little while. I have a feeling our young friend will return soon and we'll have to be moving before we start the training. There's not enough room on this island."

"Fine then," Kakarot said walking over and sitting cross legged on the sand next to the house. "I'll just meditate a little while I'm waiting."

-Dbz-

A few hours later Krillin returned with a tall skinny brunette woman in short shorts and a tank top. Roshi looked up and immediately fell over with a nose bleed. "This is Launch," Krillin said with a grin.

"Very good work my boy," Roshi replied. "You can train with us."

"Yes," Krillin said excited to be training with the great Master Roshi.

"Shall we have our first lesson then," Master Roshi said. "Launch would you like to join us?"

"I don't fight," the girl said.

"Martial arts is good for many things," Roshi replied. "It helps physical fitness and concentration."

"Okay," Launch said.

"Wait before we start," Roshi said running into the house. A few minutes later he came out with four boxes. "We need training uniforms." He pulled out four sets of black lingerie with pink lace.

"I'm not wearing that," Kakarot said flatly ruining the master's plans.

"It gives you unrestrictive movement," Roshi said still trying to get Launch into the underwear.

"My armor is fine," Kakarot said. The boy knew full well what the old pervert was up to and he wasn't going to be caught dead wearing something like that just so the old man could get a show.

"Fine," Roshi said. "The training gear is optional." He went over and handed a pair to Launch and Krillin. Leaning over to Krillin he pleaded. "Just wear it and back me up."

A few minutes later the four were doing stretches. Krillin, Master Roshi, and Launch were all dressed in the special training gear while Kakarot was still in his Saiyan armor.

"Ahhh Chew," Launch sneezed. Suddenly the girls hair changed from brown to blonde and her attitude changed more severely. "So you dressed me up like a doll," she said in an angry tone. "Well this doll comes with it's own machine gun." The blonde girl pulled out a sub machine gun and pointed it at the three martial artists.

Before she could fire, Kakarot shot forward and pushed the muzzle of the gun up causing all the shots fired to go up in the air. Before she could fire again, Launch sneezed causing her to turn back to her innocent self. "Sorry about that," she said. "My personality changes when I sneeze."

-Dbz-

The next day, Roshi and his students had packed up everything and moved to a bigger island where they'd have more room for training. Roshi now stood outside with his two pupils. Launch had decided not to train with them and was instead inside the house cooking.

"Now first things first," Roshi said. "I'm going to test your speed. How fast you run is a good indication of how strong you are. Krillin would you like to start us off."

"Sure thing master," Krillin said with a smug grin. He went to the starting point while Roshi stood about a hundred yards away with a stopwatch.

"Go," Roshi said.

Krillin ran to the tree where Roshi was standing.

"8.5 seconds," Roshi said not bad at all. "Alright Kakarot, your turn."

Kakarot lined up at the starting line. He'd traded his armor today for a loose fit pair of black pants and a white tank top. He didn't figure he needed the protection anyway. In fact he'd figured the protection it offered him might actually hinder his training if they sparred.

"Go," Roshi said.

Kakarot closed the distance to the tree.

"7 seconds flat," Roshi said surprised. He hadn't thought the boy had that much potential. "Now I bet you boy's want to see how strong the master is."

"It's alright," Kakarot said. "I already know how strong you are."

"And how do you know that?" Krillin asked sarcastically still bent out of shape at having his time beaten.

"It's called a scouter," Kakarot said pointing to the device over his eye. "It measures a fighter's fighting strength.

"Moving on," Roshi said breaking the tension between his two students. "Your next test will be," he said taking a small rock and drawing a symbol on it, "to find this rock." He threw the rock off a cliff and into the trees below. "The one that brings back the rock will get dinner. The one that doesn't will go without. If neither of you have returned within thirty minutes you both will go without." With that the old man walked into the house.

"How am I supposed to get down there," Krillin said to himself.

Kakarot ignored the cocky yet clueless boy and jumped over the side. Using his energy to slow his decent he landed lightly on the ground below and ran off into the trees.

"Wait up," Krillin yelled as he climbed his way down knowing he was at a severe disadvantage now.

Several minutes later, Krillin arrived at the bottom. To his surprise he saw Kakarot walking toward him. "Did you give up already?" he said in a cocky tone.

"No, I already have the stone," Kakarot said flatly flashing the stone.

"How'd you find that so fast?" Krillin asked in disbelief.

"Well first," Kakarot replied, "I paid attention where he threw it. And it also has his scent on it."

"I'll make you a deal," Krillin said. "How about we have a quick spar and the winner gets the stone."

Kakarot grinned. "Sure if that's what you want." Kakarot placed the stone in a bag and tied it to his belt. He took a fighting stance. "You know you don't stand a chance," he said.

"We'll see," Krillin said. "I've trained for eight years under monks. They are great martial artists."

The boy was interrupted as Kakarot shot forward and landed a punch in the boy's mouth. Krillin staggered back but Kakarot never let up for a minute he came around with a roundhouse kick to Krillin's head sending the bald boy flying into a nearby tree.

Krillin hit hard then slumped to the ground. But he soon got to his feet. "No fair I wasn't ready," he said.

"You proposed the fight," Kakarot said. "You should have been ready."

Krillin shot at Kakarot trying to catch the boy by surprise by attacking while he was gloating. He sent a foot at the boy's midsection but Kakarot shot a hand out and blocked the punch with an open palm. Krillin continued his offensive with a punch at the Saiyan's temple but Kakarot leaned his head to the side and brought his own fist forward toward Krillin's stomach. Krillin brought his knee up and blocked the blow just in time. He was amazed how much the blow had him even though he'd blocked it.

But Krillin wasn't going to let a thing like that stop him from winning the fight and dinner. He shot his head forward surprising Kakarot with a head butt to the face bloodying the young Saiyan's nose. Taking advantage of his momentary advantage, Krillin brought his knee up into Kakarot's stomach with as much strength as he could muster doubling the Saiyan over. Finishing the move, Krillin sent a roundhouse kick at the Saiyan sending him flying back.

Kakarot picked himself up off the ground and wiped some blood off of his face. "Not bad," he said. "I'm impressed." He shot back at Krillin and threw a punch at the monk's face. Krillin went to block but realized too late that the blow was just a feint. Kakarot raised his other palm at point blank range to Krillin's face and let loose a small energy blast.

Krillin was caught entirely by surprise by this move. He'd heard rumors of some of the great masters being able to do such things. He'd even heard of Master Roshi's legendary Kamehameha wave but to think this boy could manipulate energy was impossible. But he believed it when the blast hit him in the face slightly burning and sending him sprawling back.

Kakarot shot forward. He knew that the blast he'd sent at Krillin wasn't powerful enough to hurt the boy but hurting him badly wasn't his objective. The blast had been mostly a distraction. Kakarot shot a knee up into Krillin's stomach doubling the monk over. Bringing both hands down in an axe handle, Kakarot struck Krillin in the back of the neck hard sending the boy into unconsciousness.

-Dbz-

Power levels

Kakarot: 17

Krillin: 14

Roshi: 139

Launch: 5