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* DBZ: Visitor From Home *
* By Mark "Zorpheus" Piper *
* E-mail: sumo_man@softhome.net *
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Chapter 2: Unexpected Visitor
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The announcer tapped his microphone. "Testing.. testing.. Is
this thing on? Oh, ok. Well folks, this has been a very exciting day
of the Athens World Olympics! The competitors have no doubt trained
their best for this year. Never before have we seen such feats of
agility and strength! The next event, the Discus Throw, will be a
sight to behold indeed."
A loud roar came from the crowd as the first contender of the
Discus Throw came up. The announcer excitedly continued, "The first
competitor is Trunks No-Ones-Son representing Japan. This young man is
the talk of the Olympics, having broken the record in every single
event he's participated in! Will he pull it off with the discus as
well?"
Down on the arena floor, Trunks slowly walked to the Discus
circle, waving to the crowd. He hasn't had this much fun in his whole
life, for most of it was spent fighting and running from the Androids.
Though humans were hardly competition for a half-Saiyan, he still
enjoyed the spirit in the air.
Reaching the circle, he picked up the heavy metal disc with ease.
As soon as the Referee gave the word, he flung the discus has hard as
he could. The crowd gasped as the Discus proceeded to fly straight out
of the Arena, and showed no sign of descent.
The announcer sputtered into his microphone, "UNBELIEVABLE! Has
the discus been replaced with a plastic Frisbee?!"
The crowd roared. Trunks simply stood there, smiling.

The mysterious woman made her way to Kakkarot's house, scolding
herself for wasting too much time with that little green Namek and
possibly ruining her appearance over a trivial fight. She really
should restrain herself from fighting every warrior she comes across.
Then again, who can resist the thrill of the fight? She smiled to
herself. She'll have to come back to finish the fight once she's found
Kakkarot.
It didn't take very long to get to his house. She almost missed
it in the darkness of the rainy day. Eyeing the small rounded house
quizzically from her birds-eye view, she thought of the best way to
greet him.
She smiled to herself again and thought aloud, "Why sway from
tradition?" A red-orange ball of Ki grew in her hand, and with an
extended hand, she sent it happily on its way to the house.

The warrior instinct of Goku screamed at him to get out of the
house. There was no time. He bolted up from his seat and immediately
took off out the door.
ChiChi boiled. "HEY!! WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!"

Mere seconds before the energy blast was doomed to blow the Son
house to kingdom come, Goku stepped out and put up a large Ki Shield
over his home. However, Goku underestimated the strength of the blast,
and a small amount of the energy seeped through the shield.
Fortunately, it was only enough to singe both Goku and the house. The
woman was not disappointed. She knew that so far, she has chosen the
right one.
Goku stared up at the woman, still garbed in her somewhat-burned
rain robes, pushed back his thoughts about how drenched he was getting
in the pouring rain, and shouted up at the woman, "What do you want?!
Leave my family out of this!"
The woman floated downward to the ground in silence. Goku
nervously watched her. This woman, if hostile, is a danger to everyone
around her. A power of this magnitude in the hands of a stranger is
unsettling at best. Goku only hoped he could settle their differences
peacefully.
Then, to his surprise, the woman let out a warm, affectionate
cry. "Kakkarot! My love! I've come home to you!" She abruptly flew
right towards a very confused Goku, nearly knocking him over, and
embraced him in a fierce hug.
She continued prattling on like a long-lost lover, maintaining
her hug. "Oh, Kakkarot, I was so worried about you! Going off to some
obscure world all by yourself and hanging out with some weird green guy
who likes fighting himself! By the way, he burned my nice robes. They
don't look _too_ bad, do they?"
Goku interrupted with a grunt.
The woman paused with a look of concern. "What? What is it,
Kakkarot?"
"I... can't... breathe!" Goku barely managed to get out.
"Oops! Sorry!" The woman released Goku in a rush, and he fell to
the ground, breathing heavily to try making up for the lost oxygen.
The woman bent down so that Goku would have a better time seeing
her. "Well, don't you have anything to say? I've finally come to see
you after all these years!"
Goku still had some trouble breathing, but he had enough breath
to speak now. "Who... are you?"
The woman face-faulted. "Who am I? Don't you remember me?
Ryouri, your arranged mate? Well of course you don't, you were only a
baby at the time..."
Goku started. "Arranged... mate?"
'Ryouri' stared at him accusingly. "You have absolutely no idea
what I'm talking about, do you?"
Goku managed a headshake.
Ryouri sighed. "Can we go inside now? You're getting all wet,
and I don't want my mate to catch Pnemonia or something." Ryouri
proceeded to grab Goku by the back of his karate gi and drag him into
the house.
All Goku could manage is to repeat, "Arranged... mate?"

Gohan by now had lost interest in his studies completely.
Between the commotion ChiChi made, the oncoming energy blast and Goku's
close call with meeting it, the books were the last things on his mind.
He listened intently for sound to break the silence, and eventually
heard the front door reopening along with ChiChi yelling, "WHERE DID
YOU JUST RUN... off... to?"
Gohan just had to see what was going on, so he crept away from
the table and closer to the door, opening it just a bit to see out.
He couldn't see ChiChi in the field of view the cracked door gave
him, but Gohan was more interested in what he COULD see. A woman he
had never seen before was dragging in Goku. A rain robe concealed much
of her figure, but her head was uncovered, revealing a pretty young
woman with long, spikey hair, much like a Saiyan's. She was currently
looking at what Gohan presumed to be his mother. "Who're you? And
what are you doing living in Kakkarot's house?"
ChiChi, now sounding reasonably calmed down, politely answered,
"I'm sorry, but nobody named Kakkarot lives here. You must have the
wrong house. This is the Son house, and the one you're dragging is
Goku, my husband. So please, let him go, he's obviously not this
Kakkarot you're looking for."
The lady looked down on Goku. "You are the Saiyan sent to Earth
by Planet Vegeta, aren't you?"
Goku looked up at her. "Yeah, I'm him, alright."
The woman triumphantly declared, "Then you're obviously Kakkarot!
We only sent one Saiyan to this rock..."
Goku smiled uneasily, "Well, yeah, the Saiyans did call me that,
but..."
"Great! Then I'll take you back to Vegeta and we can settle
down, make sweet love in the moonlight, and give birth to children just
as powerful as we are! Well, almost as powerful, anyway..."
ChiChi interrupted with a howling protest. If Gohan could see
her, he would notice that she was turning quite red. "Now wait just
one darn minute! No strange woman is taking my Goku anywhere!"
The woman yawned. "Give it up. He already said he was Kakkarot,
not this Goku person you keep referring to."
Goku piped up, "Actually, Ryouri, my name is Goku as well."
The woman, who was now identified as Ryouri, face-faulted. "Huh?
Are you serious?"
Goku nodded. "Yeah." He got up, brushed himself off, and then
moved over to ChiChi, beyond Gohan's visibility. Only the strange
woman Ryouri was visible from Gohan's view. "Just about everyone on
this planet calls me Goku. It's the name my adopted grandpa gave me."
Ryouri composed herself, and pointed at what Gohan presumed to be
ChiChi, stating in a rather matter-of-fact tone, "And you married her."
"That's right."
Ryouri didn't say anything for a bit, but then her eyes widened
in surprise. "You married a weak little earthling??"
Gohan didn't even have to see his mom's face to know that she was
probably boiling right now. Goku kept on talking, however. "Well,
sort of..."
ChiChi interrupted, "Who are you calling weak?!"
Goku's voice turned cautious and reassuring, "Now now, ChiChi,
there is no need to get angry, I'm sure this is all just a
misunderstanding."
Ryouri went on as if the comments after Goku's semi-answer to her
question never occurred. "You know, if you wanted to go and marry and
earthling and just throw your heritage away, you could of at LEAST have
chosen someone who was young and beautiful rather than this over-the-hill
old bag."
Gohan all of a sudden felt the urge to flee before everything
around ChiChi went up in a massive nuclear meltdown. He had been
taught that commenting on a woman's age is extremely rude. Commenting
on ChiChi's age is the equivalent of buying your punchcard to the
afterlife. Instead he just settled on covering his ears.
The entire house shook on its foundation from ChiChi's cry of
outrage. "WHAT?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" The shaking
continued, and Gohan could guess that his mom was starting to power up.
Goku was starting to sound uneasy. Very, very uneasy. "Common,
ChiChi, she's a guest here. You're not supposed to kill guests... Uh,
think of the fine china you might knock over! ChiChi...!"
As if on queue, the sound of a shattering plate filled the house.
Ryouri simply stood her ground, where everyone else would be heading
for the hills. "That's supposed to be a power-up? OK, I think I'll
change my words. *Washed-up* over-the-hill old bag is more like it!"
Somehow the vibrating of the house intensified. Gohan decided to
save himself while he still can, and opened the window to fly out to a
safe distance. At least the raining had stopped.
Gohan was surprised to see Piccolo floating some distance away.
He flew up to meet the Namek, who was staring at the house with a
certain sense of gloom.
When he saw Gohan, he asked simply, "The visitor angered your
mom?"
Gohan nodded.
"Great," Piccolo growled, and continued watching the Son house
expectantly.
Gohan was about to do the same, when he noticed something
strange: A small, blackish object, heading straight for the house...

Amidst the commotion, none of the house's occupants saw the heavy
metal disc flying towards the window outside. Goku maneuvered himself
between ChiChi and Ryouri, pleading "Please! Stop fighting!"
It was no use. ChiChi wouldn't stop glowing red in both anger
and ki, and Ryouri seemed to clearly enjoy herself in continuing to
insult ChiChi.
That is, until the discus crashed through the window and hit Goku
square in the head. Goku fell over, stunned. He wasn't hurt all that
much, of course, but a sudden blow to the head could send any
unexpectant fighter reeling.
ChiChi's ki disappated. Ryouri clammed up. Both stared at Goku
in complete shock. A large, discolored bump rose on the side of his
head.
Ryouri growled, "Errgh! Wait until I get my hands on whoever
threw this and hurt my poor poor Kakkarot!!"
Before ChiChi could protest about Ryouri's use of possessive
pronouns, Ryouri grabbed the disc and exploded in a red-orange aura,
taking off through the very window the discus came through and breaking
the Window glass the rest of the way.
ChiChi yelled after her, "Don't you dare even think about coming
back here again! You hear me?!" She then temporarily forgot about the
woman she was about to kill and went to get an icepack for Goku's nasty
bump.