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Anyway, now we'll see what happens when you take three saiyans and a namek to driving school. Oh yes, I'm going to love writing this, and I hope you love it too.
Clear blue skies and fresh green grass made for a beautiful picture this morning. What didn't make for one was an annoyed group of individuals being forced to attend driving school, namely, everyone who wasn't named Goku.
Goku stepped out of the office building, glancing around until he finally caught hold of Piccolo, then his brother... then his nephew.
"Oh... man! What are you guys wearing?"
Piccolo definitely stood out. A yellow shirt with purple long sleeves underneath, jeans and a backwards baseball cap with the name "Gokuu" printed across.
Raditz grumbled as he sat on a bench across from his son, wearing a blue jacket and a white shirt with black pants. As for Raiza, he still wore the same blue shirt and black pants, so his level of embarrassment didn't stand out nearly as much as his father's did.
"I'm not wearing anything different," Raiza shrugged.
"Your wife gave us these clothes, out of your closet," Piccolo grumbled.
"Oh... man, sorry you guys. Chi-Chi means well. Listen, since we're here let's just get it over with."
"Sounds good to me," Piccolo started. "Although, I'm still not sure how I even got suckered into this in the first place. She's not even my wife."
"Where do you draw the line, Kakarot?" Raditz spoke up. "This is humiliating!"
"Aw come on you guys, it won't be that bad!" Goku tried to cheer the group.
"Alright, which one of you is Goku?" said an elderly man's voice from behind them.
"Oh, I'm Goku," he turned back.
"And, um... Ray...za? Is that it?"
"It's Raiza, and that's me," he stood up, standing next to his uncle.
"Ahh. I'll be your driving instructor today," he horsed in his voice as he wheezed out a painful set of coughs while approaching them. "Let's... go... oh my back!" he whined as he nearly fell over.
"Hey mister, are you okay?" Goku asked with a confused look on his face.
"Hey Uncle," Raiza whispered. "Is this guy serious? He can't even walk, how can he drive?" to which Goku shrugged his shoulders.
"Nyehhh I'll... be... fine..." he grunted, cracking his back into place once more. "There. Good as gold now."
"Hi, you two must be my students. You're Piccolo, aren't you?" said the young woman before glancing over to Raditz. "And you must be Raditz. We're going to start with the basics on your driving instruction. I'm going to demonstrate proper driving technique, so please pay attention."
Raditz, catching a glimpse of the instructor's short and tight skirt rubbing against her thighs gave a mental smirk to himself. Oh of course, and next time you need some technique demonstration, I'll be more than happy to help, heheh.
Piccolo just frowned as he sat in the front seat, Raditz taking a spot in the back. How did I ever get sucked into this mess?
Awkwardly taking his seat, Piccolo shut the door.
"First of all, always remember to fasten your seatbelt."
Raditz chuckled at Piccolo's futile attempts to fasten his seatbelt, the leather strap constantly snapping away, even slapping him on more than one attempt.
Then the seemingly harmonious and gentle driving instructor snickered as she placed the key into the ignition, quickly starting the car up and giving both passengers an uneasy feeling right away.
Then, Raditz realized something that was absolutely dire to his situation.
There weren't any seatbelts in the backseat.
"Yeah! Burn RUBBER!"
The car immediately shot up as Piccolo leaned to his side of the door, Raditz quickly grabbing both sides of the car as Goku and Raiza watched them.
"Are we supposed to do that you think?" Raiza asked Goku.
"I don't... know."
"Oh yeah! Listen to that engine, you know what that sound is? Power!"
"Wait! Wait I don't have a-"
"Yeeeeeeehaw!"
Her foot slammed down onto the pedal, immediately shooting the speedometer into the 100s as the vehicle bolted away at speeds comparable to their flying in some cases.
Raditz quickly lost his grip on the sides of the car as he was flown off, grabbing the backseat as his support as he and his hair flailed about while the car sped faster with every moment.
"Stop... the... car!" he shouted.
The blue light that was coming up quickly turned red, and the car came to an abrupt stop, crashing Raditz right into the back of Piccolo as the namekian's face was planted into the front windshield.
"Are you SURE you know what you're doing?" Piccolo gasped.
"If I ever find a woman of my own I assure you, green man, she will never dri-AHHHHHHH!" his shouts rang across the vicinity as he and Piccolo were shot across the road with a rage-filled instructor bent on discovering warp speed with a car.
Meanwhile, Goku and Raiza just watched, not even sure where to begin.
"O...k," Goku thought out loud. "I can... do that."
The elderly man stepped over to the car, grumbling to himself as he struggled to simply open the unlocked door.
"Ergh, let's see, come on now," he mumbled, finally planting his foot on the door while he pulled so hard, his face, and the hair on the backside of his head turned redder than a tomato.
Finally letting go, he turned back to his students. "And today's first lesson is, opening the door!"
On instinct, Goku and Raiza fell over.
X X X
Back home, Gohan sat bored in his room with his nose only partly in the books these days. He leaned back, glancing at his book with doodles of his father, Piccolo, his cousin, and his uncle driving cars in what seemed to be a race around a track.
He sighed. I wonder what my dad and everyone else is doing right now...
"Gohaaan!"
He quickly covered his drawing up with his hands as his mother opened the door and stepped inside.
"Gohan! You've been such a good boy, studying all day that I thought I'd bring you a snack."
"Thanks, Mom," he replied as a glass of orange juice was placed next to him.
"I know you've got a lot of catching up to do," she started. "And this should give you just the energy you need to really hit those books!"
"Oh boy, my favorite, thanks, Mom," Gohan tried to sound enthusiastic, but he just couldn't do it. Yet still, he knew his mother would buy it.
"You're welcome."
His mother left the room, and Gohan's boredom still remained.
Then a familiar growl was heard to his left at the window. A playful purple dragon had come to play, Gohan's playful purple dragon did, anyway.
"Hey!" he laughed while being licked by Icarus. "I can't play right now, I have to study!"
Then, an idea hit him.
"Hey, wait!" he glanced at his friend. "I've got an idea..."
X X X
Finally behind the driver's seat and taking the power away from their crazed instructor, Piccolo kept a calm and steady flow of driving.
"You're doing just fine, Mr. Piccolo. Are you sure you haven't been driving before?"
On the other side of the track, Goku was having a much more difficult time adjusting to driving. Primarily doing a simple thing such as starting the engine.
"Alright, try it again. Start the engine," the old man instructed.
Goku simply glanced at the instrument panel, completely unsure of what to do.
"Well what's wrong?" he asked in a cranky tone.
"Uhh how do you start this thing again?" he asked as his nephew and instructor fell over.
"Come on I've showed you three times already. If you want really want to learn how to drive you better start paying attention!"
"Hey Uncle Kakarot," Raiza whispered into his ear. "you need to put that key into the-"
"No helping! I know you know already."
"Sorry," he sat back in the backseat with his arms behind his head as he waited for the vehicle to eventually start.
"I will, give me another chance!" Goku begged.
"Why should I? You stink."
Taking it literally, Goku stuffed his nose into the nearest armpit and took a whiff of his scent. Nothing came up, and he looked back up at the instructor. "I don't smell anything? Are you sure?"
"I DON'T MEAN YOU!" he shouted. "YOUR DRIVING!"
A heavy sigh escaped the old man, but he finally calmed himself down. This one was definitely going to test his blood pressure. "Never mind. Just turn on the ignition, step on the accelerator and let the brake out slowly! Very slowly!"
"Oh!... Yeah, here we go!"
The reverse lights blinked on and the car roared to life, quickly shooting back, nearly flinging Raiza off of the car as it crashed into a support beam only seconds after taking off.
"Ughh... you're in reverse," the instructor sighed.
"This baby's got a lot of power, doesn't it?" Goku nervously laughed.
"My... head," Raiza whined as he rubbed it.
X X X
Back in the parking garage, another assortment of students slowly and carefully backed into the garage, only to be frightened half to death as Goku shot out of the area in another car at speeds unheard of from a training vehicle as the other two held on for dear life.
"YOU'RE DRIVING TOO FAST, YOU'VE GOT TO SLOW DOWN! STEP ON THE BRAKE!"
"Wh-What? But I thought I WAS stepping on the brake?
Another car drove towards them, panicking the ones behind the wheel and in the vehicle as Goku twisted the wheel as far as he could to avoid collision, knocking over cones along the way.
The car slammed onto its side, Raiza holding onto the back of the backseat and the console in the front for dear life.
"Hang on mister!" Goku shouted trying to get control of the vehicle.
"Why don't these damn things have seatbelts in the back?" Raiza shouted as the sparks from the metal and road came close to his face.
Finally, the car completely flipped over, landing correctly back down as the game of dodge the oncoming car resumed, sending others off of the road.
The poor old man's head was stuck on the edge of the seat. "Step... on the brake!"
"The brake?" Goku wondered. "Now... which one was that?"
"The one in the middle!" Raiza shouted. "Not the one on the right, the one in the middle!"
"The one on the right?"
"NO NOT THE-Ahhhhhhh!"
The car managed to fly even faster, shooting into a traffic tunnel as the shouts of people could be heard of those barely escaping head on collisions.
"Cut the ignition!"
"Huh?"
"CUT THE IGNITIONNNNN!"
"O...kay..."
"HURRY!"
Snapping into a serious focus, Goku powered his right hand, shouting a war cry as he karate chopped the steering wheel, ripping it right off of the instrument panel.
"Now what?" he asked, showing his instructor the wheel.
The car shot out of the tunnel as it broke through the street barrier, skidding once, twice, and finally stopping into a river on the third skip, slowly sinking into the water.
"I know that was kind of a rough start but, how long before I get my license?"
"Son, at this rate it'll take you a hundred years..."
"What? That's too long! My nephew and I have to get in shape for a battle against two killer androids and Chi-Chi's going to-dghgfdhssdjvsuefd!" his voice too distorted by the water to be coherent.
On the bridge just next to the river, a confident Piccolo kept his cool as he steadily kept the vehicle in working motion, never once breaking a rule.
"Really Mr. Piccolo, you're a natural!" complimented his instructor.
"Heh. No sweat," he replied, Raditz grunting at how long he had been driving while still not getting a chance himself. Not that he wanted to.
X X X
Ringing the water out of his handkerchief, the old instructor was amazed to have escaped with his life, once again.
"So is it my turn yet?" Raiza asked.
"Not yet, son. You can at least drive the car without cutting my life span down. We'll still need to focus with your uncle here," he glared, Goku awkwardly laughing.
"Go ahead," he said, massaging his neck. "But this time, go slow!"
"No problem," Goku replied with a serious face as his foot neared the pedal.
"Now then, put on your seatbelt... !" he slammed into the back of his seat as the car took off at an insane speed, even quicker than the last time.
"Alright! Look, I made it go forward this time!"
"SLOW DOWN BEFORE YOU BREAK THE SOUND BARRIER!"
"THERE... STILL... AREN'T... ANY... SEATBELTS!" Raiza gripped the edges of the backseat.
Meanwhile, while Goku's disaster on wheels gained up on the highway, a slowly moving Piccolo and Raditz team creeped down the highway at a slower than average speed.
"Okay, Mr. Piccolo, this is the highway. You don't have to drive like an old lady!" she cheerfully stated with an annoyed tone behind her voice.
"Better step it up, green man, those androids will show up and destroy the planet by the time we make it back," Raditz smirked as he kept his head laid back, gazing at the sky.
Piccolo grunted but shrugged off Raditz's comment; he was just mad he hadn't gotten the chance to drive yet.
"Woohoo!" Goku shouted as his car blasted past Piccolo's.
"Dad! Help!" Raiza yelled.
"Eat my dust, Piccolo!"
"WAS THAT A CHALLENGE? WELL IF IT'S A RACE YOU WANT, IT'S A RACE YOU'LL GET!"
In no time at all, Piccolo's vehicle fired up, setting the mood for the road raged instructor and a now eager Raditz who held onto the back of Piccolo's seat.
"Faster, green man! They're still ahead of us!"
"There. That's more like it, much better." his instructor calmly smiled.
Their vehicles blared past several other vehicles, somehow gaining even more speed as the possibility of breaking the sound barrier became more and more of a likelihood.
"You're holding back! Let me take the wheel!" Raditz complained.
"Not a chance!" Piccolo snapped as he shoved Raditz's hand off of the wheel.
On the sidelines, Gohan and Icarus simply watched as Goku and Raiza's car flew past them, followed by Piccolo and Raditz's not even a second after.
After making a sharp turn and somehow avoiding a spin out, Piccolo's car finally caught up, neck and neck with Goku's as they smirked at each other.
"You aren't winning that easily, little brother!" Raditz taunted.
"Dad, stop encouraging him! Do you know how many times we've almost died?" Raiza shot back.
The group made a surprise yelp as Piccolo's car shot up a steep hill. A moment later, the car slowly skidded down the side of the hill, edging closer to Goku's car.
"Look out!" the old man pointed.
"That was very impressive driving, Mr. Piccolo," the female instructor praised, moments before the cars bumped into each other. Their skidding going from side to side, finally, Goku and Raiza's car shot up, followed by Piccolo and Raditz's as a loud explosion ensued immediately after.
Carrying their instructors back down, Goku and Piccolo dropped to the ground, Raditz and Raiza right after them.
"Whew!" Goku said. "Luckily these two are going to be okay."
The next day...
"You four are by far the worst students to have ever attended this driving school," the old man said with an umbrella over his head as the rain poured down. "I'll give you all one last chance, but any more stunts like the ones yesterday, and I will see to it that you NEVER get your driver's licenses!"
The storm continued as Goku and Piccolo once again held the wheel in the second phase of this test, Raditz and his son already finishing their section and seemed to be on the right path to getting their licenses. However, they assured them that if one person fails, then it hurts the other person's chances as well.
"Boy," Goku pointed out. "This road sure is treacherous."
It was then he noticed a school bus filled with children waved at him, covered with their small yellow raincoats.
"Hi!" Goku waved.
"Both hands are not on the steering wheel. Minus one point!"
Goku's face was shocked, he was testing him now?
"You're testing me now?" he glanced over to him.
"Your eyes are off the road. That's one more point!"
"No fair!" he whined, grunting as he slammed on the brakes, Raiza flying forward as his face planted into the middle console of the vehicle.
"Still... no... seatbelts... Uncle... why?"
"Hey what's the big idea? You almost snapped my forms teeth out! THAT'S TEN POINTS! SO THERE!"
Lightning crashed on the side of the mountain, dropping a small avalanche of snow that easily caught the bus off guard, shoving it towards the edge of the mountain side, barely balancing it as at any moment it could fall.
Doing the only thing he could think about doing, Goku slammed on the brakes once again, causing Piccolo's car to slam right into the back of the car, shattering the front windshield immediately.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the old man yelled again.
"Raiza!" Goku declared before shooting himself out of the windshield after the bus that was about to fall over, his nephew quickly flying after him.
Piccolo took the hint, ramming his arm against the door as it fell off with ease, Raditz bursting out of the roof of the car as they quickly joined Goku's plan of saving the bus of children.
Finally, the snow was too much. The bus couldn't keep a limbo balance any longer as it gave way, plunging down below with everyone shouting for fear that it may be their last moments together.
Goku was the first to catch the bus. Then Raiza, then Piccolo, and Raditz finally joined them as they easily held the bus up.
"Kakarot!" Raditz pointed to a thick wave of snow collapsing from the mountain towards them. "That much force is gonna knock the bus off our balance!"
"Ugh. Piccolo, wait here! Come on you guys!"
As the namekian remained behind, Goku, Raditz, and Raiza broke away into a three man formation, taking a quick aim at the monstrous avalanche fast approaching.
With a unified shout, all three fired at the snow, Piccolo lending a hand as he fired a shot up of his own.
Finally, the snow exploded with the amount of force applied to it, only for a large boulder to continue to fall. With the boulder too close to Goku to fire, Raiza was the closest to him. He rushed to him, grappling him as he flew out of the way.
"Dad!"
"I know!"
Raditz took a quick aim with both his fists, unleashing a Double Sunday with a loud cry on the rock, destroying it in an instant.
A sigh of relief came from them all, the children on the bus, and the instructors. Moments later, the bus was planted back onto the road, and the skies cleared into a gorgeous blue filled atmosphere.
"Goodbye kids! Take care!" Goku waved with his nephew as Raditz and Piccolo stood with their arms crossed.
"Boy, sorry sir," Goku started as he glanced at the destroyed vehicles. "I guess we didn't get to finish the test... and I turned your new convertible into a compact... What a disaster."
But to his surprise, he wasn't met with harsh judgement and loathing. For once, he had a gentle tone to his voice.
"Hey, don't sweat it!"
Goku's eyes shot open. "You mean you're not gonna totally freak out or something?"
"Heh, no way! Not after witnessing that terrific rescue!"
With a bit of hope left, Goku scratched the back of his head. "Oh, hehe, then does that mean that I might still get my driver's license?"
The same smile on the old man's face turned into a quick shake of the head.
"Not a chance! You're a danger to everyone else on the road!"
"What about me?" Piccolo asked.
"I did technically save the day by destroying the rock. I think I should get my license if nothing else," Raditz smirked.
"Don't I get mine? I didn't destroy your car like my uncle did..."
"Ehhh," the old man thought, shaking his head right after. "All four of you are absolutely terrifying drivers! You'll probably all kill me before my diabetes does!"
Goku frowned. "Then we... all failed?"
The old man gave a nervous chuckle. "None of you passed, but so what? I'd trade my driver's license in a second for a chance to fly!"
"So would I!" the female instructor smiled.
Oh man! Goku thought. What's Chi-Chi going to say?
X X X
"FAILED THE TEST?" she screamed. "What do you mean you failed the test? You mean to tell me none of you four muscle heads got your license?"
Goku nervously scratched his head. Yep, it was pretty bad.
"Uh... yeah..."
Unable to take the sheer amount of shock and awe, Chi-Chi fainted, crashing back onto the ground.
"Mom?"
"Was it something I said?" an oblivious Goku asked his unconscious wife.
X X X
In no time at all, the final year and a half came and went, and the day had finally come. The day of the third year was finally here.
Standing outside of Goku's home, five warriors stood to say their goodbyes to the woman who had put them up for as long as she did. Bulma had been generous enough to completely repair Raditz's armor, and tried a new design with Raiza's, with the same black leggings and sleeves, but with a chest piece giving only armor platings over the thigh areas. His father complimented the idea, stating that his grandfather, his father, wore something almost exactly like that.
"Promise me that you'll all take care of each other," she sadly requested. "How about a little lunch before you go?" she held a large bag of food, hopeful they would accept and she could see them one last time. It was true, even Raditz grew on her, and it would pain her if anything happened to either of them. To her, they were all like family now.
"Mom! We don't have time for that!" Gohan replied with an annoyed tone.
"Thanks, Chi-Chi, bye!" Goku waved. "Let's do it!"
Immediately, they phased completely out of sight, reappearing almost a mile further ahead in the sky as they headed towards their next destination.
Goku felt confident. The training had proved to be beneficial, but what put him at ease further was knowing how much stronger his brother and nephew had become. He naturally worried, but with the added firepower they had, he was almost excited to get this show on the road.
Only you can change the course of the future now. Trunks' voice rang through his head.
Please, stop them.
End Chapter 10
As you can tell, I tried to follow the script of the episode as best I could (obviously adding a few things =P) to give you as realistic a viewing as I could deliver.
And now here we are, right about to face down the Androids. Wonder how this will work out, now that we have two more saiyans under the wing of the Z-Fighters.
I just wanted to say again, all the support I have been getting is so appreciated. Every time I see someone giving me feedback, it makes me want to write even more. I think I can speak for all the other writers that even though you don't NEED reviews to keep writing, getting them only makes you work that much harder. It's a great feeling, and I will always appreciate everything every one of you do for me, even if it's a simple "Nice chapter!" it still helps in ways I cannot explain. So then, go ahead and do your thing, and I'll be getting started on this next chapter soon. See ya next time! -PD