Chapter 9: Kakarot Meets Master Roshi.
AN: As you can tell I'm mostly keeping with how things happened with a few minor tweaks. As a saiyan, his not pure of heart so can't ride the flying nimbus. This may change with time but right now his unable to use it, not that he needs it he can fly but it's faster so he is somewhat slowed down by this fact.
It didn't take the two dragon ball hunters long to reach the ocean. The cool wind blew across the surface of the water as the sea lapped up against the shoreline. Kakarot eyed the beach for any signs of life but aside from a few birds picking at a crab he had little luck in that endeavor.
"The dragon radar says it should be here all we have to do is find it". Bulma said as she walked down the long sandy beach. But she too had no luck in finding the dragon ball nor any signs of life. That is of course until she heard the faint sounds of distress. Rushing over to the sound she soon realized the cries of help were coming from a massive turtle. A massive and clearly talkative turtle. Kakarot got a power reading but it was so small as to be on the very edge of his scouter's ability to detect. A lowly .001. He had seen bugs with higher power levels on this backwater planet. But he had a feeling that this pitiful lifeform would be able to help them find the elusive dragon ball. So lifting the rock and tossing it out to sea with a splash he freed the turtle.
"I think you very much for your help". The turtle said with obvious appreciation. Kakarot simply acknowledged it and made to continue looking for the dragon ball. A task he was stopped by the oversized turtle.
Oh, if you wouldn't mind I would very much like you to meet my master". The turtle said before moving slowly out to sea and disappearing under the waves. Bulma for her part looked annoyed. A fact he couldn't help but enjoy. She always had the cutest face when she was upset. Her eyes would gain this sharpness that he had only ever seen in his mother. She was weak, yes but still she held power unlike any he had ever seen in his life. Hours passed and still, they waited. It was then that the dragon radar began to beep. Upon picking the dragon radar up she noticed it was moving.
"The dragon ball it's...it's moving. Slowly but it's moving our way". Bulma said as she jumped up to her feet and ran to the sandy beach looking for the turtle and its master. But with the sun having set it was next to impossible to see much of anything. That was until Kakarot illuminated the area.
"How did you"? She asked.
"Father showed me. I use it mostly for hunting". Kakarot answered before pointing at something in the distance. It was the form of a man riding atop the turtle. Stepping onto the beach he eyed the pair. His sunglasses being entirely unnecessary.
"Hello, my names Roshi. I have been told you helped free him from a rock...is this true"? Roshi asked. Kakarot, in turn, nodded his head in the universal sign of yes. Roshi simply nodded his own head and yelled out and soon a small yellow colored cloud floated down.
"This here is the flying nimbus. The fastest way to travel the world aside from teleportation". Roshi joked before signaling him to try his luck. Kakarot carefully placed one foot upon the little cloud than the other until he fell flat on his ass.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you that you must be pure of heart to ride the Nimbus". Roshi added almost as an afterthought as he attempted to hold in his laughter. He failed in spectacular fashion.
"Well, at any rate, I think you for saving my dear old friend turtle. I was worried he got himself caught by some poachers". Roshi said before pointing at a small dot right on the horizon.
"That's is my home island. You both may rest in my guestroom for the night". Roshi said before he turned and stepped atop his turtle and was off. Kakarot, in turn, picked up Bulma who turned red in the face and was off. They would ask for the dragon ball first thing tomorrow.
Meanwhile, in a far off land, a small monk was making his way over to the very same island. He planned on being trained by the one and only master Roshi. His name, of course, was Krillin.
