"You Ok? You've been sleeping for two days. Kami was thinking about trying to get some senzu beans for you." He told her. She smiled at him weakly.
"Yeah, I'm Ok. What happened? I was sparring with Tien, then I can't really remember what happened after that." She said. He told her what had happened. Raimi was amazed, but was certain she could explain it.
"Well, Saiyans seem to have some strange abilities; one of them is when ever a Saiyan fights, he gets stronger. Also, if the opponent he fights is more powerful than the Saiyan is; and if he survives the fight and manages to recover, his power level will rise to exceed the opponents power." Kurilin's eyes were wide with amazement as he listened to her. "Most of the time a Saiyan will win, no matter what, but if a Saiyan is defeated, and fights the person again, then he will definitely kill the guy. And, the worse he's hurt, the more powerful the Saiyan gets when he recovers." She frowned slightly.
"But this usually takes time, I don't think it was ever in an instant like what happened to me, but I could be wrong. I don't know everything you know. And it's been so long since I read any of this..." She shook her head as Kurilin stared at her, not really understanding what she was saying. She didn't notice his confusion; she was too busy trying to remember more of the things she had once known by heart. The entrance of Kami-sama and Mr. Popo called her back to reality.
"Hello Raimi, you are feeling better?" Mr. Popo asked. Kurilin told Kami what Raimi had just told him, and they wondered if they could test her theory. Raimi wasn't too keen on getting hurt in the name of science; and since she should be stronger than Tien, who was the strongest of the group, they couldn't remake Raimi's sudden burst of energy. Raimi was confused about all this and just wanted to get back to training.
"Yes, but rest some more first. You aren't fully recovered yet. We'll work on this later." Kami said; he seemed distracted by something. Raimi didn't really think about it though, she was too hungry to care. She tackled Kurilin and tickled him, laughing happily.
"Ahhh! Stop! I guess you're feeling better, eh?" He said as she leapt up and smiled down at him. He could tell she was no longer angry, and wondered why.
"Yep. Let's eat!"
"Man, you're just like Goku, aren't you, always hungry...I'm glad you are Ok, Raimi." He said sincerely. She smiled back and nodded.
"Me too Kurilin, me too..."
After two months of simply sparring with each other, they were all getting restless. They had talked about it, and wondered when or even if Kami-sama would teach them something after all.
One day Raimi was standing and watching the men around her as they worked on some of their techniques. Yajirobei was munching cookies under one of the palm trees. He was a confusing guy. He was actually a very skilled fighter, but had absolutely no ambition or drive to become better. Only the threat of calling Karin to come and help in the training could get him to move. Raimi was hoping to get him to teach her some techniques with a Katana.
Yamcha was balancing his body on one finger, feet straight in the air. He was trying to focus on his balance only, excluding all outside stimuli, but some butterflies had found his nose fascinating. They were distracting him as their wings tickled him, making him sneeze. Not far away, Kurilin was jumping gracefully from one point to another, working on his flexibility and precision of movement. Chauzu was working with balls of Chi, destroying the palm trees along one side of the Sanctuary over and over. The trees regenerated each time. One of the severed trunks fell on an uncaring Yajirobei.
Tien was working on his Shishin No Ken technique, which caused him to create or split off three other versions of himself. Each of him only had one fourth of the originals' total power, so he worked on raising the power of all four duplicates. Then Kami and Mr. Popo walked out of the Sanctuary. Raimi turned to greet them, holding Chauzu in her arms, like Tien often did.
"Whew, thank goodness. I thought we'd have to order more pizza!" Mr. Popo said when he saw four Tiens. Tien pulled his forms together and sighed. The guys were not laughing at Mr. Popo's joke though. They were restless, and seemed to be ready to confront Kami about his lack of attention to their training.
"Hey, Kami, I don't mean to be rude, but we aren't really learning anything new!" Kurilin said bravely. Kami's eyes flashed.
"He's right, so far you haven't taught us anything we couldn't do on our own!" Yamcha agreed. "We want to be as strong as Goku was when he was here."
"Yeah, Kami, we want the same training that you gave Goku." Kurilin said.
"Well, listen carefully then. I...taught...Goku...Nothing! That's what I taught him!" Kami told them. They guys were floored with shock, and Raimi began to laugh. Obviously, something was up here. She stopped laughing when Kami stared hard at her though. "You won't be laughing soon, Miss Rei-mi!" he warned, and then walked off laughing hysterically himself. Raimi shivered uneasily at this.
"Man, what did he mean by that?" Yamcha mused. He looked at her, but she shrugged, just as confused as he was.
"Who knows? If Karin hadn't made me come, I'd be out of here. Just between me and you, the foods not that great either" Yajirobei griped. Raimi rolled her eyes; and she was the one accused of being a walking stomach! Tien took Chauzu from her, as they exchanged glances that said, "Something was up all right."
"Mr. Popo, we all know Goku received training here before, why can't you just tell us what it was?" Yamcha challenged.
"Come on Mr. Popo, we just want to be stronger!" Kurilin said earnestly.
"To be stronger, you must know yourself and your enemy. Once you know this, all will become clear." Mr. Popo said in that 'Martial Arts Mystery Divulged' voice. Of course, this just annoyed the guys, and even Raimi sighed in frustration.
"What do you mean? Know myself?" Kurilin said curiously. "Sounds like I'm back at Orrin Temple!"
"Don't give us that nonsense, how can we not know ourselves? I know myself better than anybody!" Yamcha yelled. Raimi was remembering something about this moment; not only was something going to happen, it was gonna be bad...
"So you know yourself Yamcha. Then how come you don't know that you are weak?" Mr. Popo said quietly but also condescendingly.
"Ohhh, would you like to prove that?" Yamcha leapt up the steps of the Sanctuary into Mr. Popo's' face, snarling angrily. "You beach ball!"
"Oh no you don't!" Mr. Popo touched Yamcha's nose, which froze his entire being and surprisingly, caused him some pain. Mr. Popo shook his head, not offended. "All of you follow me." Yamcha grabbed his hurt nose and Raimi heard him say "Owww" very quietly as she walked by. She held back a smile as they were led to a large room.
It was very dark, and contained a huge strange clock. Below the giant swinging pendulum was a bizarre sigil, which glowed golden in the darkness. They looked around, baffled. Raimi peered closely at the sigil, which looked oddly familiar to her eyes. Somehow, her memory was fuzzy about this. She knew something strange was going to happen, but was unsure just what it was.
