Chapter 1
Kami-sama sighed heavily as he put down his cards again after the 10th game. For the last two hours, he has been defeated in poker 10 times by Shinigami. It's a wonder really, why he plays at all when he knows Shinigami will win.
"Well greeny, that was fun! But now I have to go back to work, searching for lost souls, recking havic on the cosmos, starting wars, etc!" He grins at Kami-sama cheerfully and stands, his clothes going back to his robes, his wings back to their normal size, and of course, no table, chairs, or cards in sight. "Maybe I'll come back when you're on your deathbed! Then you REALLY could have fun with me!"
"I don't plan on spending the rest of my afterlife giving death to others Shinigami. I'd rather do something more relaxful, like training." replied Kami-sama, not looking at Shinigami anymore, but down toward the Earth where the Z-senshi are training for the upcoming battle.
"Sucks to be you then, greeny! You have no idea what your missing! Well, Ja na!" He sinks into the shadows and all is well as if he never was there in the first place.
Kami-sama smirked a bit. 'If only I was so lucky.' he thought, 'I wouldn't have such an annoying godling calling me greeny every time he visits.' He turns startled at the sound of someone clearing their throat behind him. His eyes travel up from the elf-like shoes, the purple gi, and the white cape blowing behind the figure in the wind to see Piccolo. He has an amused smirk on his face, as he folds his arms and lifts his left eyebrow upwards.
"'Greeny'?"
Kami-sama turns a bit purplish in his cheeks and clears his throat. "Yes, um," Kami thinks for a minute. "I would appreciate if you wouldn't tell anyone about that." Piccolo snorts in disgust but cleverly leaves it at that.
"I'm sure you heard about the boy from the future? The boy who told everyone about the andriods coming in three years time, old man? Or were you slacking on your job?" Kami-sama flusters a bit as if insulted that he wouldn't know about something important like this. But it has happened before, when he wasn't watching, that Goku's ship came crashing down to Earth and he had no idea that Goku was an alien.
"Of course Piccolo. I have begun to think of ways to defeat these andriods with other means of help other then Goku and his friends. But that is a last resort." Kami-sama told him of his plan that if worse came to worse, he shall go into the room of spirit and time to call upon an old friend of his who will gladly help in defeating the andriods. He explains this person is very good at hand-to-hand combat and knows almost every style of martial arts down to a grandmaster level and perhaps is the best at sneaking around and finding where Dr. Gero's lab could be, if it came to destorying the source of the creations himself.
Piccolo nods once, stiffly, and mutters that he will be training and don't bother him unless its important and he leaves. Kami-sama stands on the edge of the Lookout, and the wind blows gently around him, swooshing his cape in a fluid motion.
This is how it was for three years.
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In heaven on Kaio-sama's planet in the future, AKA Mirai-timeline
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"Alright Kakarrot you had 10 kami-damn years watching! Its my turn!!" yells the enraged prince of saiya-jin as he tries to get the telescope from Goku. Ten years ago, Kaio-sama developed a large, golden telescope that sat at the edge of his planet for the Z-warriors to get a chance to watch their friends and family down on Earth. Unfortunatly, it has been Goku's turn for the last 10 years and frankly, the mighty Prince of Saiya-jin wanted his turn at watching. He ALWAYS gets what he wants, no one can refuse him. He is afterall, Kakarrot's rightful better and he should listen.
Goku starts to whine like a child, "But 'Geta I want to watch Chichi! Come on pleeeeease!? Just another year! Pleasepleaseplease! I promise you'll get your turn then!"
Vegeta's ki skyrockets and an emence heat radiated off him, his anger going over the edge at this third-class idiot who dared to ask and tell HIM that he can't have his turn. "NO YOU THIRD-CLASS BAKA! ITS MY KAMI-DAMN TURN, LET ME WATCH OR I'll KILL YOU!"
Goku looks a bit confused and tilts his head to the side. "But 'Geta, I'm already dead," he pauses for a second. "Pleeeeeeeeease let me have one more year!"
"KAKARROT!!!!!"
"Okay, okay! Here! Your turn! Geez, all you had to do is ask." Goku steps aside quickly as to not enrage the short-tempered prince further, and lets the prince have his turn at watching his son and the (and I quote) 'lousy loud-mouth bitch' (unquote) for a change.
"I think its no longer safe to be on the same planet as Goku and Vegeta!" states Krillan as he watched the two bickering back and forth about the telescope until Goku stepped aside and let the prince have his turn.
"Maybe your right Krillan! But I won't be the one to tell them that." replies Yamcha, staring wide-eyed at the scene.
Kaio-sama, the blue, fat, catfish man who was one of the Lords of Worlds (The one of the North who guards the northern galaxies of the universe..), snorts and snickers at the scene and says in a joking tone, "They act like a married couple! *snort, snicker*"
Unknown to anyone but the two saiya-jin men, they heard that comment and blushes a nice shade of red never seen in the humaniod speices before today. They keep there backs to the others then when they gain control of themselves, Goku leaves to go eat while Vegeta uses the telescope.
Gohan watches how his father and Vegeta acted after Kaio-sama's offhanded comment. He smiles knowingly and goes over to his mentor and friend and sits next to the meditive namekian.
"Piccolo-san?"
"What kid?" came the gruff responce.
"Do you think Trunks can defeat the andriods?" Gohan said in a tone that seemed to be hesitant and wondering, but as if he knows the answer from asking the question many times before. Piccolo snorts and opens his eyes and glares at him.
"Haven't we gone through this a thousand times kid? Trunks isn't strong enough to defeat them and might not ever be. If he somehow got better training he might be able to kill them but without that training its hopeless to wonder."
Gohan sighs and watches the clouds above. 'I hope you get stronger Trunks. Knock 'em dead for me.' He glances up at the bluish-colored sky wondering if his former student was able to handle such a task when all the great warriors before him falled to do. He hated putting pressure on Vegeta's son but they were all riding on him, all or nothing. If he couldn't do it then the world is lost to those soulless beasts.