Chapter 6 - The Kamehameha Wave

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'Do you know what a waste of time? Well, college. Regretted finishing that. Wasting four years of my life in that cesspool of sin and debauchery.'

Yamcha thought of his previous life. Mostly to move his mind away from how he was getting destroyed by a guy who was almost a background character. While his body healed quite well, the pain was still there.

At least he is staying true to the character of the body he now possesses, he thought jokingly.

If it were two days ago, Yamcha would have been afraid of falling into the folly of the original character… losing.

But it didn't matter right now, and he was looking at the bigger picture. Like how he might be able to get his Wolf Fang Skill to level up. Or maybe get even more points on his willpower stat, which he had already increased during this fight.

'Okay, that maybe isn't the bigger picture around. But if a chance comes to get stronger, I should take it. Unlike Goku, I won't get stronger by just receiving a beating. Otherwise, original Yamcha would have been Beerus level.'

"So, how did this mountain get on fire?" he got up and shrugged his shoulders, there was some pain there, and his HP had just dropped below twenty. Time to take a break and heal up.

Ox King looked at him, tilted his head, and sighed in disappointment as the unpleasant memories returned to him. "I hired a shabby magician. He was supposed to create fire around the castle. But the incompetent bastard had his spell go out of control and put the whole mountain on fire!"

"Really? I heard rumors that some fire spirit descended on the mountain." Yamcha contemplated the validity and power of magic in this world. It varied, just like Ki did, between users. He was excited and couldn't wait until he had the chance to try and learn magic.

"Nah, those are just stories people made up," the Ox King shrugged.

That was when Goku arrived with Chi Chi in tow. Master Roshi also came in a… spinning turtle shell? Yamcha was confused and bewildered.

He hadn't seen the show in a long time, but was this how Roshi came here originally? Original Dragon Ball was whacky as hell.

As Roshi landed, he walked and stumbled, with his eyes spinning. "Ugh, all that rotating made me a little dizzy."

Yamcha immediately uses Observe on the old master.

[Roshi - Lvl ?]

[? and due to ? he can live longer. He has let himself go during the recent century. ? after ? and the ?. (PL: ?)]

He was surprised by this but also intrigued. At this stage, Roshi shouldn't be at a level where he was strong enough that the Observe wouldn't be able to read him. The old man would only start retraining himself back to his peak after Goku and Krillin enter the 21st Budokai Tenkaichi.

But Yamcha had also discovered something else: the difference between levels and power levels was huge. They each represented something else at their core. A person with a high level doesn't necessarily have to be strong, and a person with a low level doesn't necessarily mean they're weak.

Though the ones with low level meant that Yamcha could use Observe on them.

"Master Roshi, I am glad that you came," Ox King welcomed Roshi, looking around the old man to try and see if the Bansho fan was there. It wasn't. "Did you bring the Bansho Fan?"

"Heh, Ox King, is that what they call you now? I have been hearing some terrible rumors about you." Roshi shook his head in disappointment, struggling to get rid of his dizziness. "Killing anyone that comes into your territory, suspecting them of wanting your treasure."

Yamcha expected the Ox King to refute or try and make excuses. But the giant of a man only bowed, with his forehead hitting the ground. "Sorry! Master Roshi, I let greed take the better of me."

Suppose Yamcha didn't know from his past life. He would have doubted this case of the Ox King being sincere in his apology. No one could change so fast, but maybe having a mountain of fire around your home changed your perspective in life.

The old man then turned toward Bulma and smiled. That single smile made Yamcha immediately lose a lot of respect he had for Roshi. In the show, his antics were amusing, not so much in reality, though.

"Huehuehue," the old man approached Bulma. "Goku promised me that to blow out the fire. You would let me touch your boobs."

"No way!" Bulma refused him without missing a beat.

'She might be a promiscuous young girl who used her flirty side to get other people to do what she wanted. But even Bulma has her limit. Though if a handsome man had asked her to do that, she probably would have gone along.'

Yamcha remembered the old saying: If you're ugly, then whatever you do is creepy. If you're handsome, then it's sexy.

"Ah, I see that the legendary Master Roshi is nothing but a pervert," Yamcha intervened before the old man could say anything more.

Yamcha's original plan was to go and become Roshi's student, but he wasn't so sure anymore. After all, it wasn't like Roshi even taught Goku anything special, and if he wanted to see how they trained, Yamcha knew he could just spy on them. Also, he remembered how they trained in the show, carrying milk, traveling up the mountains, and so on.

Even if he became his student, the old man wouldn't understand Yamcha's physical ability and how to train it. For example, he wouldn't worry about permanent injuries too much or about sleeping. Yamcha doubted Roshi would allow him to push himself like that.

'Maybe I could try and explain to him my Gamer Interface? No, that would be a foolish move. Showing someone your cards isn't a smart thing to do. Whether they're good or bad people doesn't matter. Roshi is also the kind of guy who would give up any secret for a pair of nice breasts.'

Yamcha thought carefully and planned his next move and what to say. He needed something that would pull on the old man's consciousness. "Saying that you won't help your student just because Bulma won't show you her breasts. She's just sixteen and still in high school."

He knew that despite his depraved behavior that was more suitable to a thousand-year-old virgin who hadn't had contact with a woman in two millennia, deep down, Master Roshi was a good man. So his threat about not doing anything unless Bulma showed her breasts to him was a big bluff. That was a logical conclusion, knowing Roshi as he did from the anime and manga.

"Heh, what do you know, brat, sixteen is a fully grown woman in my eyes," Roshi waved him off nonchalantly while looking at Bulma with a perverted smile, causing her to go behind Yamcha and hide from his view. The old man sighed at that. "When you have lived as long as I have, age is just a number."

"And a jail cell is just a room," Yamcha added without missing a beat, smirking before continuing. "Also, a guy forcefully railing you from behind in the prison showers is just him showing his passion and love for you. Maybe many guys at once, will show their unadulterated 'love' in prison."

Roshi winced at the mental image. Yamcha knew right then and there that he had got the old man. It's hard to be horny while thinking of guys in prison doing unspeakable things to you—it kind of ruins the mood of the whole thing.

"Sure, sure~" the old man sighed. "Young people these days know no respect for their elders."

Roshi relented, and Yamcha nodded. Though the old master had given up, he knew the perverted martial artist wouldn't change his antics. Being a pervert is one thing, and telling Bulma that you will only blow off the fire if she showed him her breasts is another.

Then with Yamcha and everyone looking at him, Roshi clumps up a wall with a bit of difficulty and takes off his shirt. He took a breath, and his muscles expanded. In a split second, he went from a pencil-like thin old man to a bodybuilder like no other.

Everyone gasped in surprise except Yamcha, who looked on calmly and observed every movement the old man made, how he breathed, and how his arms moved.

Roshi clasped his hands together as an ethereal blue hue covered his body, and he moved his hands to the side in the famous pose. "Ka-Me-Ha-Me-..." Blue light shone from between his fists, so bright that one could barely look directly at it. "HAAAAAAAA!"

The beam pushed from his hands like a cannon and rushed toward the mountain of fire.

BOOOOOOM!

The explosion was massive, and the world was white for a second. Everyone felt the after effect of the blast pushing them. Oolong fell to the ground, and Puar held onto the RV van's door for dear life so as not to fly away. Goku looked on in shock. Bulma held onto Yamcha.

While this all happened, the world around Yamcha seemed to disappear. He didn't care about anything else, as even though his eyes screamed at him to close them, he didn't and looked straight onto the explosion.

The mountain popping like a balloon, the aftershock, the smell of atomized dust. Everything was so… awesome. Yamcha felt like a kid who just got a new toy. Memories of a young boy and his friends doing the Kamehameha pose and fantasizing about shooting beams of their hands.

[Perception increased by 1]

When the blast went away, everyone could do nothing but look on in shock. Even Goku, who usually was not impressed by anything and kept a smile on his face, had wide eyes and a slack jaw.

Roshi said something with a bragging smile as he adjusted his sunglasses and jumped down from the wall.

Yamcha came to his senses and saw Goku, who had gathered Ki in his hands and was about to throw a beam at the RV van. So he went and picked the monkey boy up by the back of his shirt and turned him around toward a wall.

Baam!

A smaller blast came from his hands and smashed into the wall, making a crack in the hard stone.

The others looked at him in surprise, Roshi muttered under his breath. "W -What talent, a move that took me fifty years to learn…"

"Ah, my beam was smaller than the old man's," Goku muttered in disappointment while looking at his hands. The Saiyan didn't seem impressed by himself.

Roshi was impressed by what he had seen. Even Yamcha could tell him that. But right now, he didn't care about Goku either.

The Gamer smirked, clasped his hands together like Goku had done, and turned toward the walls.

Images of a kid once again flashed in his mind. This time, it wasn't a fantasy; he wasn't playing pretend any longer. Emotions he had long thought he had outgrown burst from his heart.

He controlled every ounce of Ki in his body to gather in his hands, and once again, the world turned white, shining upon Yamcha's wide smile.

Chapter 7 - Talent

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Talents like this kid, Goku come once in a thousand years, Roshi thought. After all, if the Kamehameha Wave was so easy to learn, every single one of his enemies or those who saw him use it would have the power to destroy mountains and split the sea.

Still, at least Goku's Kamehameha was quite weak, showing he was still like a rough diamond that just needed a little polishing. Some physical training would increase the young boy's Ki, and he would be using fully powered Kamehameha Waves in no time.

But then it happened again. The well-spoken brat did the same pose next to Goku and gathered his Ki.

Roshi felt his breath hitch as a huge amount of Ki gathered toward the teen's hands. His Kamehameha was much more plentiful and bright, and while the others looked away, Roshi had his sunglasses and could see everything that happened, even the spiraling Ki in the youngster's hand.

Not one, but two! One of them had even caught on to the real essence of the Kamehameha Wave, the spiraling of the Ki and its charge up. This more mature version of the Kamehameha copied the one Roshi had used almost perfectly.

"KA!-Me-Ha-Me…HAAAAAAA!" Yamcha's beam broke through the wall that Goku had hit with his own Kamehameha, which went even beyond that. It ripped through multiple houses in the abandoned town, then went to the trees and atomized them apart. A canal was created from here to as far as the eye could see.

If Roshi were a betting man (which he is), he would say that the wave had even reached the sea close by.

Two talented young men, even though Yamcha was older, his Kamehameha was also better than Goku's.

But Roshi saw something else in Yamcha's eyes that Gohan's grandson lacked. Excitement, not the kind where you just learned a new technique. But the kind of excitement he saw when someone just got their hands on their new addictive video game.

'Better teach the kid some control before he uses the Kamehameha whenever his Ki is full.' Thought Roshi, a technique like this used recklessly could destroy the world. So he got closer to the young teen and, using his staff, hit him on the head. "Oy! Brat! Don't go using the Kamehameha recklessly. What if in the direction you had shot it was a town or something?!"

Yamcha, breathing heavily, turned toward Roshi. The smile on his face was still wide as ever. "Oh, sorry, but shouldn't there be an ocean that way?"

Did he know that before using the Kamehameha? Wondered Roshi. Maybe the kid wasn't as reckless as he seemed. "Of course, but you still need to be careful. What if someone had been walking there or maybe some small village was in the way?"

There were only deserts in the way and some wilderness, so Roshi didn't think Yamcha hit anything.

"Sorry, I will be more careful next time," Yamcha nodded resolutely. "I should never use a planet buster move so casually."

Roshi would have believed the kid's words, but Yamcha still had that childish wide smile on his face while looking at his hands. As if what he had used was something of a miracle.

Also, calling the Kamehameha a planet buster move was a little pushing it. Sure, you could theoretically destroy the moon if you were strong. But the power that would take to blow up the earth is unimaginable, something no one had ever reached and never could reach in Roshi's eyes.

Goku nodded while looking at the destruction Yamcha's Kamekameka had caused and went to ask him. "Why did your Kameka-thing break through things more than mine? "

"You need to spin the Ki in your hands for more penetration power when you shoot it out, and charging up the attack helps," Yamcha answered without missing a beat. "Also, it's called Kamehameha."

'So he didn't use that instinctively and already saw through that aspect of the Kamehameha too? This isn't just simple talent, but astute perception too. Judging by his breathing, it seemed like he put everything in that attack.' Observed the old turtle hermit. Though the teen wasn't showing it outwardly, which was commendable, it seemed like he had put everything in that one blast and was likely close to passing out.

With his experienced and careful eye, Roshi could precisely judge Yamcha's and Goku's talents. He thought it would be a shame if these two young men didn't learn the basics from the best out there and then develop independently. These talents are rare, less than once in a thousand years, and there are two at a time.

Usually, two people born with such immeasurable talent clash and become rivals, and kill each other. A mountain can't have two tigers, and a world can't have two be the best in that generation.

Only one would reign supreme over the other.

Roshi hoped Yamcha and Goku wouldn't walk down the path of envy and power.

Yamcha's body felt heavy like he was at the bottom of a wet noodle mountain. Even though he took deep breaths, his lungs felt like there wasn't enough air.

'Okay, a reminder for the next time, don't use all your Ki in an attack, or it will leave you so tired you can barely keep your eyes open.'

He would have probably passed out if he didn't have the Gamer Interface. Still, ten out of ten would do it again. What was some critical exhaustion in the face of being able to shoot beams from his hands?

If only he had a Senzu Bean. Those things are miracle workers. They would have helped with grinding up some high Ki consumption skills.

He opened his status page with a thought and saw that his Perception had increased by 1 point, and his Ki Control had gone up. Also, a new skill appeared on his Skill Page.

[Kamehameha Wave - Lvl 1/50]

[The strongest Ki Attack on earth. An excellent move with limitless potential. The more Ki is put into the attack, and the longer the charge up, the stronger it becomes. At higher levels, the move can grow bigger and more powerful while using less Ki.]

Even through his pain and tiredness, he smiled. This was what he had wanted. He expected to fail at this. Still, despite what many fights said, the original Yamcha's talent was also indisputable as he had learned Kamehameha by himself too.

"I -Impossible!" Bulma exclaimed as she came closer to Yamcha, pulling him out of his thoughts, and looked at the destruction the Kamehameha Waves had caused.

Then she looked toward the destroyed mountain and back at the newly-made canal. "This is impossible. Only a nuclear weapon should be able to destroy a mountain like that. Also, the beam you shot resembled a laser. How could a human release enough energy to shoot out a laser like this?! Even the military hasn't been able to create something like this!"

"You have been looking for balls to summon a wish-granting dragon," Yamcha shrugged nonchalantly. "Just go with the flow, and don't question things too much."

"Yeah, but even with the dragon balls, there's still a good chance they don't actually grant wishes." Bulma insisted as she took out a strange metal detector-like device and pointed it at where Yamcha's Kamehameha had started its destruction. "There's no radiation either. So it doesn't have the same chain reaction as atoms splitting? Weird…"

Yamcha looked at her weirdly, he thought Bulma always believed that the Dragon Balls worked. Well, she was a woman of science. Though, he is the one who was transported from a normal world. Yet, among them, she's the one questioning things even more than he is.

After a while, Bulma sighed, peeved at finding nothing, and went toward the wreckage of the castle using her Dragon Ball radar, she was able to find what she was looking for.

From the corner of his eye, Yamcha noticed Chi Chi promising Goku, and he agreed to take her as his wife. This was a good event since it meant that there was still a chance that Gohan would be born.

Despite his later uselessness and talent waste, Gohan was integral to the Cell and Buu Saga.

'Oh… Majin Buu… now that's another problem I shouldn't think about too much, or I might just shit my pants.' Yamcha shuddered just thinking about it. Because Buu was still on earth, buried somewhere unknown. About two accidents away from being awakened.

If there was a God out there, Yamcha prayed that he wouldn't awaken that monster when everyone was barely even able to shoot a Kamehameha.

Roshi came and offered both Goku and Yamcha to become his students, both refused for now. But they would think about it after the journey is finished.

..

After the event at Frypan Mountain, they set off again, this time Oolong riding.

As Yamcha was tired, he rested in the backseat, with Bulma by his side.

"Are you sure you don't need something?" Asked Bulma, batting her eyelashes.

He knew she had nice intentions, but Yamcha felt some irritation. It was like having a headache and having to think simultaneously. She had asked this for the tenth time, and her voice was slightly irking.

If it weren't for Gamer's Mind, he would have likely said something he might have regretted.

"No thanks, I am okay," Yamcha pulled through once again and answered calmly.

"You sure~" she smirked seductively, mushing her body closer to his.

"Yep, I am 100% sure," Yamcha nodded. "I just need some rest."

"Having a hot girl next to you would help, right?" Bulma whispered in his ear. Implying certain things that were what most would call sinful.

"No, I don't think it would," he shook his head, looking around. "Though I don't know how it would feel. Since I have never had a hot girl do that for me."

Yamcha could have sworn he saw Bulma's soul escape her body when she heard that.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, pulling out his secret technique 'Brain Dead Harem Protagonist', where he acts like he didn't notice obvious hints and basic social norms. It was an evolution of the 'Beta Male Harem Protagonist Technique' where he blushes and does nothing despite the girls throwing themselves at him.

"Y -Yeah, I am perfectly fine." She answered meekly, bringing Yamcha away from his weird thoughts and weirder-named techniques.

Yamcha noticed that Bulma looked like she was about to cry and felt a little bad, so he added. "Though I think cute girls like you are better than hot ones, as you're easier to relax around."

Her face lit up at the backhanded compliment, and Yamcha wished he was Goku right now. Who was watching Puar play some console game instead of dealing with a girl who had a crush on you and had the balls to be very forthcoming with her intentions.

As he leaned back on the RV couch and contemplated sleeping, Yamcha noticed they were in a forest without trees. Instead, it had tree-sized mushrooms. Which was very weird. Something he had never seen in his life before.

Yamcha promised himself that when he became strong enough, he would go out there and explore this beautiful and amazing world. Earth probably had a lot more amazing stuff than just these things.

…

After a couple of hours, they arrived at a town where Yamcha felt somewhat better. But still a little tired. It seemed like when your Ki went to zero, it was harder to regenerate. Normally he would have been at max Ki after hours had passed, but he only had five Ki in his tank.

The town that they arrived in looked normal, albeit a little small. Yamcha didn't remember this part or what was supposed to happen.

"The place seems strangely quiet," said Oolong as he looked around. The people were looking at them cautiously. They didn't seem to fear the newcomers but were more worried about them.

Yamcha used Observe in a couple of the residents and saw that some Local Gang terrorized them, but it didn't say the gang's name or anything more.

He didn't remember Goku fighting with any gang until the Red Ribbon Army Saga. But he didn't exactly have the best memory of this part of the story.

Bulma went to buy some new clothes while Yamcha kept his eyes open for a sneak attack. You could never be too cautious in a world like this. Unlike his spiky-haired friend, who stood by his side as Bulma entered the shop, Yamcha wasn't bulletproof yet.

"So, do you think we can spar again sometimes?" Goku asked, with a smile on his face, likely already bored by not doing anything for a couple of hours.

He looked confident and had every right to be. Comparing power levels alone, Goku's was higher than Yamcha's. But Yamcha only smirked in response and nodded. "Sure, I am a little tired today, so we should wait a while. Maybe tomorrow?"

[New Quest: Defeat Goku for the Second Time]

[Defeat Goku for the Second Time]

[ Goku has asked you to fight him, and you have promised him a fight to protect your position as being stronger than him. If you lose, Goku is unlikely to ask you to fight again. But if you win again, Goku's competitive spirit will be ignited.

Rewards: 1500 Exp, Escape Rope (Legendary).]

Yamcha accepted the Quest. There wasn't a time limit on the Quest, so he didn't have to fight Goku any time soon.

After Bulma bought clothes, which were a little too revealing, consisting of hot pants and a crop top with a cowboy hat. She tried seducing Yamcha and this time… failed again.

Recently she has been kinda waking up to the reality that she wasn't as sexy as she thought. Sure, other boys would blush if she even winked at them, but they didn't matter, and neither did their opinions. They were the unimportant masses.

What mattered was Yamcha's opinion. The more she tried approaching him, the closer she got… as a friend. She didn't want to get close as friends!

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They went to the gas station to fill up the RV van, and during the whole fifteen-minute journey, Yamcha was more concentrated on getting a nap than looking at her.

Aghhhh! That was so annoying! But no, Bulma still kept a polite smile on her face. Yamcha wasn't someone she could act like a child and get angry at or punch when annoyed, she had to act prim and proper. But she wanted Yamcha to care what she looked like and send her a lustful glance once or twice! It was super frustrating when he behaved like he didn't like her!

Suddenly, as she was contemplating her frustrations with Yamcha. Two people, a man, and a woman wearing dark clothes and weird rabbit ears, with riffles in their hands, approached Bulma and the rest of the group.

The man was more looking toward Bulma. He looked like the typical guys she didn't like, not manly and not handsome.

"Hey there, baby, wanna come and have some fun?" Asked the man, with a gross smile on his face. The guy wasn't handsome and dressed like shit, so Bulma's answer was quite obvious.

"No, you look like a frog. Your mouth is too wide. I can see missing teeth and can smell you from a mile," she answered simply while scrunching her nose in disgust. Her frustrations with Yamcha were slipping out at him, but he wasn't handsome, so she didn't care about his opinion too much.

"W -What did you say?! You bitch!" Yelled out the man, but Bulma wasn't scared. She had two monsters with her.

She looked toward Yamcha and Goku… both were having a nap… wait… BOTH WERE HAVING A NAP!

Both of the fighters were just there sitting on the road and sleeping. Goku even had a bubble cooking out of his nose as he snored slightly.

A/N: If you like the story, leave some positive reviews. It empowers me. Or you can go the usual blood sacrifice, either works.

Name: Yamcha

Age: 16

Title: Bandit

Level 3 [EXP: 74%]

HP: 50/50

MP: (locked)

Ki: 25/25

Strength: 10

Agility: 11

Endurance: 10

(Power Level: 10)

Intelligence: 5

Perception: 5 to 7

Willpower: 5 to 7

(Magic Power: 5)

Status Points: 10

Description: Twice as strong as the average human. In general, still a weakling.

Skills:

Kamehameha - Lvl 1/50 (New)

Wolf Fang Fist - Lvl 4/30

Ki Control - Lvl 1 - 2/100

Ki Enhancement - Lvl 2/100

Observe - Lvl 3/100

Swordsmanship - Lvl 1/75