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4. This fanfic takes place after Vegeta becomes a Super Saiyan but
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place right after the OAV of Tenchi.
5. This is a action/adventure and humor fanfic, and is rated 14A for
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Chapter 16 - The Lovers Unite
Spirits have the tendency to go through the most drastic of changes. One can have high morals in one instant...only to then have a sudden change to cowardness. Hoping at one moment, despairing at another. Having a spirit, a soul, could be both detrimental as well as inspiring.
For to not have a way to manufacture hope, how can we bitter humans expect to ever have happiness? To avoid pain by pushing away both pain and pleasure....that leaves an existence vague and unclear....providing no "you" in the cosmos. Thus it is the most intelligent move to not to attempt to understand your part in life, but to just live your part in life.
Ryoko's lip quivered, her face affixed upon the man standing before her. Zyroko was in full swing power, and the entire area began to bellow and swill with the surge of wind leaving his ki-intensive body.
Several electric bolts shot around and danced around his white aura, the 10 LightHawk Wings Tsunami once had mastered in the middle of it all. The glow given off by the wings was the same color, the same shape, the same brightness....to the naked eye, it would seem like Tsunami herself could have still been using the power.
Yet Ryoko knew better, and she kept her guard up. The feel emitting from the wings...it now had a Jurain frequency, but also a Namek's and Human's. Zyroko was one step closer to perfection, and he wasn't about to stop someone from hastening the process.
Zyroko opened and closed his hands. Though he had not gained any actual muscle size, he could feel that his entire body's ki level had risen dramatically. No one so far had displayed such a high power level, according to Zyroko's built-in memory. His Tsunami-blue hair continually waved back and forth in the ebb of the bristling aura.
"Even I am surprised. I haven't even come near to what my ultimate power should be at...but I ALREADY feel invincible! Sugue..."
Ryoko thought to herself, Okay, I'm going to have to do something...right? I might as well see how strong he is...
Zyroko stretched out, and tried to stifle a yawn, "You know, that won't work very well in your favor *Ryoko gets Surprised* Oh? Not used to my new body yet I guess....with Tsunami's incredibly mastery of the Goddess powers of the Jurai, many new doors lay before me...I can now access 100% of the abilities within my absorbed victims....observe."
He vanished instantly, moving with such speed his aura was left behind....a lone flame surrounded by electric bolts. A creepy silence crept over Ryoko....even though the moment was a small slice of time, unmoving. It was if not one thing was happening...as if Ryoko's very world had stopped altogether. Time had frozen, like some bizarre scene from a Sci-Fi novel.
Zyroko moved with such speed, he was above Ryoko, fist raised, and it all seemed like an instant flash to the woman...
*POW!*
Ryoko's face slammed into the ground, a silent, but powerful, blow landing her across the back of the head. She started to gasp out, perhaps breathe a bit and call out some unintelligible curse words...
But the vivacity of Zyroko would have nothing of it. His metal boot sailed upwards from the ground in a gleaming arc. Ryoko's muscular body began to rapidly flip upwards, rolling over in mid air. Zyroko snatched her leg out...and, still moving faster than Ryoko could think, threw her forcully into a surrounding rock plateau.
Ryoko began to feel the wind of the FIRST attack blow past her now, while the THIRD move was happening...
How...how can he be so...fast?
*BOOM!*
The impact of the THIRD attack, which slammed her into a wall, settled in moments later...
Ryoko was stunned, "What the fuck.....how...what just happened? I didn't see a flinch..."
Zyroko back flipped backwards, landing with ease in a "cool-looking" pose. "It's all a side effect it seems...the combination of Tsunami, Yamcha, and Piccolo's genes have incredibly boosted my ability to move about....wouldn't you say? And if you can't follow you opponent...you haven't got a chance."
Ryoko spit out some dirt, which had intermixed with blood, "Yeah, and Shinji Ikari in Eva doesn't need to get a life...."
Zyroko was a bit confused, but moved on.
"Piccolo and Tsunami both possessed wild speeds, and Yamcha possessed an interesting array of moves. In a way, now that Tsunami's power is enabling me to o use so much more techniques....it IS like I have achieved perfection."
Ryoko struggled a bit on the rock, shifting it slowly about her. She began to get frustrated, and allowed a trickle of ki rise to her pores like drops of sweat. Zyroko began to sense a strange, yet quick power level change around Ryoko....but before he could make any inquiries about it...
*KAAAABOOM!!!*
The entire plateau vaporized before Zyroko's eyes. His body totally covered by a gigantic, intense gold flash....he was violently forced backwards. Stumbling through the sudden burst of wind...he peered at the spot Ryoko was.
She was still in Super Saiyan form, but her golden aura now wisped about her body. He could easily tell her energy was rising...watching as her biceps and quads began to bulge and swell little by little...
Ryoko smiled, "Is that so? No chance what so ever? Heh, I find that a bit far fetched..."
Zyroko put up his LightHawk wings, shielding his body from any passing rocks and such blown from the wind of Ryoko's aura. Ryoko could see that the man was already using the Jurain wings expertly.
She began to grit her teeth, feeling the raw power course through her muscles and veins, "GRRRR!! This....this is my way of seeing things. You have always blabbered on about becoming 'Ultimate Zyroko' this...and 'Ultimate Zyroko' that... I think it's time YOU faced up to the facts. Before you fought 'Super Ryoko'....and to show you just how much determination and enough time can DO to a body's abilities and strengths..."
She rose up into the air, the fire of her soul burning all about her. Fire dragons seemed to materialize out of her very aura, and all the while....Ryoko's body glowed a hot yellow-gold....the creases and valleys of her muscles growing deeper and stronger with every moment.
"....I will become Ultimate Ryoko!"
**********
Tenchi paced. Ever since Ryoko had left, he had been impatient. He fumbled with a blade of grass in between his fingers, rolling it back and forth. He looked over at Washu and Bulma, who were frantically trying to assemble a TV-Monitor.
He spoke up, "Washu-chan....just how hard is it? Didn't you before just let a window..."pop"...up?"
Washu, without looking up, spoke through a mouthful of screws and nails.
"Ahh, genius is never appreciated...the REASON we can't get the monitor we used before up, is because nearly two thirds of my lab's energy reserves is being directed into the Fusion Device...
Bulma wiped her brow, "And the other third is being used up by basic systems; life support, transportation, communication.... To get a Live-Video-Feed, we have to resort to slightly more primitive methods."
Mihoshi looked up from sweeping the steps of the Masaki shrine, "Oh? What could that be? I hope I don't have to play 'antennae' again.....darn Yosho's black and white TV!"
Everyone sweat dropped, except for Chi Chi. She walked by, carrying a load of laundry to lay out.
"To me, it's ALL silly. These strange contraptions all over the house....whatever happened to good ol' radio, stoves powered by fire, bicycles instead of cars....I'll tell you, this world is taking a turn for the worse!"
Washu just shook her head, and began to get back to work. "No....we have to directly access the thousands of satellites orbiting the earth. Once that's done, a relay can be sent to my..."watchers"....careful scattered throughout the world."
Bulma sat down, "Done! All the power is flowing from the independent source...now start the program Washu-chan!"
Washu, giving the "V sign," flips the switch. The sound of cooling fans, hard drives, and chips humming came upon her ears.
"It's been so long....since I've heard that sweet sound!"
Bulma shrugged, "You know...we were just ON your silly computer 2 hours ago! Programming the Fusion from the base!"
Washu did the anime-tears look, "Yeah...I know....HOW I MISSED IT!!!"
Tenchi walked over, rubbing his neck. "Anyway....let's see how they are doing."
The monitor's screen glowed. Typing in several coordinates, affixing power levels and such, Washu pin-pointed the location.
"Appears to be 2 high power levels....heh, they must have defeated Zyroko easily without even fusing!"
Bulma turned her head to the power level figures. "Hmm....maybe...why is one rising so quickly?
"Huh?" Washu looked, and with a great look of concern pushed the "Display" button.
The image snapped forward, instantly coming to focus. Tenchi and the rest looked on...
Ryoko was in the middle of the screen, and she looked angry. Her muscles were on fire, literally bursting with power. Her teeth and fists locked in tight grips, she was definitely in some sort of power-up stage. Tenchi could already sense that she was surpassing anything ever seen before...she was..
"Ascending. She is ascending...to Ultimate Super Saiyan, stage 3."
Washu looked up, "Nani?"
Tenchi looked closer at her, "You see...there are several levels to the Saiyan, we found that much out in training. There is a normal "Super" Saiyan....or, you can greatly increase your power and become "Ultimate Super Saiyan stage 2." That's what Ryoko used in the last fight...she called herself 'Super Ryoko' at that point....I think."
Bulma said, "So what is stage 3?"
Tenchi closed his eyes, "The best form of level 1 Super Saiyan. She is trading off most of her speed now for raw ki and muscle mass. She will be able to perform untold damage....but...
Quickly typing away, Washu got the other window to pop up. Everyone gasped when they saw who Ryoko was fighting.
"Z...Z...Zyroko?!"
He not only looked healthy, but his hair was now blue!.... Tsunami blue. He had Sasami's forehead markings...and around his body 10 glowing LightHawk wings stood. He looked not necessarily stronger, but...
"He has a very high ki level, I can sense it in the computer. He will be able to move...FAST. I don't know what Ryoko is thinking..."
Yosho cocked his head, standing behind Mihoshi (still sweeping), "Why is that? She certainly looks stronger."
Tenchi bit his lip, "However, she will be much slower. She didn't want to go so far to ascend to that level. Now I don't know if she can win or not...I have to do something! I'll have to save her!"
Ayeka threw up her arms, "AGAIN, I see.... She certainly likes making habits of these things."
Tenchi began to put his combat uniform back on, "Well, Tsunami has been absorbed.....and Zyroko will be much faster now. Ryoko is going to lose speed...and thus might lose to her faster foe. She is still wearing that fusion headband...maybe..."
Washu suddenly knew what Tenchi had planned, "Wait a second...you're saying that..."
Tenchi nodded, now in full clad battle suit. "It's only way to go right now....or else Ryoko may be killed."
Washu protested, "But Tenchi....if you get absorbed, Yamcha's human gene will cancel out and Zyroko can become perfect!"
Tenchi smiled, "Oh no...remember, he can only absorb 4 people....he has 3 now. If he absorbs me, fine, the human gene is cancelled out. But he will have reached his capacity...he can't absorb Ryoko to finish the process."
Washu shook her head, "I still don't like it, not one bit..."
Tenchi powered his rei ki up, his body glowing white, "That's what risk are for...right? See you in a bit! I have my...love...to save!"
With a flash, he was off. Shooting upwards and out, sailing away like a trailing rocket. No one could blink before he was gone.
Washu sighed, "What a brash boy...well, good luck....to both of you."
**********
Zyroko stepped back a bit, avoiding some of the ground beneath his feet. Ryoko's fast surge of ki was causing the very earth around them to break apart. He watched, emotionless, as several mountains started to fall and crumble. Brown and grey rocks, mixed with slate, bounced around like pebbles skipping across a pond.
Zyroko yawned, "I see...so you can pump up your little muscle and become stronger. How original."
Ryoko was reaching her peak, "Shut up!! Before, I was only fighting at about 66% of my maximum. That's right....Super Ryoko was only two thirds of my full power!"
The evil creation cocked his head to the side, "Oh, and I assume that this is 100%? Your 'Ultimate' form? Most amusing indeed..."
Ryoko was almost done, her anger beginning to build as well.
"THAT'S.....RIIIIIGHT!!! AAAAAAH!!!!!!!!"
*FLASH!!!* *BOOM!!!*
Ryoko finished at last, her body flashing outwards. As usual, Zyroko was blinded for a few seconds by her finishing up. Nearly 1/4 of the Earth became illuminated in the sudden, quick blast of ki in all directions (elsewhere Tenchi had to halt flying to cover his eyes).
Dust clouds swirling around, Ryoko was ready. She was nearly a full 3 or 4 inches taller....her body was totally pumped up with pure energy. Her arm muscles were gargantuan, nearly the size of decently big tree trunks. Her legs were the same, bulging sideways at the thighs and shins. Her chest was bursting out, for all practical purposes she was now "more endowed than ever before."
Ryoko stretched out, cracking her knuckles, "This form is pretty hard to reach, I'll tell you that. One full year is how long it took me to obtain it. I am now at 100%...though, 80% or 90% probably would be enough."
Zyroko looked Ryoko from head to toe, carefully eyeing the large muscles.
"Baka....you have no idea what you have just done."
Ryoko closed her right fist, "Me? Idiot? I don't think YOU are the one who understands. These muscles shall be your end....I shall bring justice to my absorbed friends once and for all!!!"
*Jump!* *Dash!*
Ryoko bounded forward, smoothly, and strongly pushing ahead. With her giant muscles gave her a lot of momentum, and she crashed head first into Zyroko's stomach. Zyroko stumbled a bit, a small amount of blood and saliva dripping out as he felt Ryoko's head bury into him.
Zyroko was carried upwards, sailing into the air with the force of the momentum. While one would think he would be doubling over in great pain, Zyroko opened his eyes....and smiled mockingly at Ryoko below him.
Ryoko frowned, "Bastard..."
*ZZZZIPP!*
She shot up, zanzokenning behind him. He looked over his shoulder, his blue hair blowing in slow motion across his face.
He saw Ryoko above him, her fists locked and above her head, waiting to fall down upon him.
Ryoko slammed downwards, aiming at Zyroko's head.
"THIS IS YOUR PAYBACK!!!"
*BABAM!!!*
Nailed across the face, Zyroko fell back the opposite directions....going back to the Earth. Ryoko's massive strength made him fall so fast....that she blinked, and there he was....already square in a neat crater on the ground.
Zyroko grumbled, getting up and rubbing his shoulders. While he knew that he would win....he had to admit, Ryoko had a very hard punch. Especially with muscles like that.
"However..."
Ryoko landed, her aura glowing hot and brightly. "Is that all you can take? I would have thought that you absorbing a strong woman like Tsunami would have merited a better match for me."
Zyroko stood up, dusting off his clothes. "You better be careful what you wish for....I still am unimpressed by this pathetic power of yours. Ultimate Ryoko? I'll say it again, amusing to say the LEAST!"
Ryoko spat at him, "You sure like acting like a broken record, or what? Are your ears too clogged with dirt to hear me...I am stronger than you will ever be!"
Zyroko smiled, "Actually....that IS true. You have easily excelled me...in the area of raw strength. Just look, your muscles have increased their size at least 2 fold. But does that mean you'll win?"
Ryoko raised an eyebrow, "What the...? What kind of reasoning is that?"
"Just watch..." he said.
He crossed his arms across his chest, a low grunting sound coming from his mouth. Much like before, Ryoko felt the ground shake. It was if he was beginning to power up...
"He has...more power? Sugue....but, damn it, it's impossible!"
Zyroko's eyes flashed for a second, immediately sending to Ryoko one signal.... "Here we go."
He screamed at the top of his lungs, his arms throwing themselves outward like loaded springs.
"HHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!"
Zyroko's ki exploded, going from practically nothing to incredible heights in a matter of nanoseconds. Ryoko was thrown violently backwards from the pressure and shockwave given off by the wind. Fortunately, her muscles were more than enough to stand up to the force....but one thing bothered her.
"The wind is so.....fast....not strong, but fast...what does...."
Zyroko finished as quickly as he begun, letting his brilliantly bright aura come to a low glow.
"You have the strength, Ryoko....but, do you have the speed?"
Ryoko was taken aback a bit, "What the...!!"
*KAPOW!!!*
Ryoko found herself spinning midair, her entire face feeling as if it had been smashed in. She had not time to utter the words to complete her sentence....when Zyroko shot forward and elbowed her in the jaw.
She lowered her arms, letting her fingers dig into the ground and slow her body down. She quickly came to a grinding halt, the rock being sliced apart by her fingers like a child's hand trough clay. Small specs of dirt and dust settled about her. Strands of hair dangled down her face, and with a dust-covered hand she brushed it aside.
Her once-amber eyes locked on Zyroko, "Damn it...I didn't sense a thing until after I HIT the ground."
A note of air blew past Ryoko's face as Zyroko zanzokenned over to her location. She found herself starring into his boot, the clean chrome surface mocked her own distraught, dirtied face.
Ryoko climbed up on her elbows, speaking through clenched jaws, "You..."
*WHAP!*
Like a flash, Zyroko's boot slammed into the rock earth, rode through it, arced upwards, and smacked Ryoko square across the chin. Small droplets of her blood dribbled out of her mouth as she fell towards the sky in sluggish, slow way. A drop streaked down Zyroko's boot, staining the metal crimson.
She thought to herself, "He's moving faster than I am....I can't keep up, not with....damn!"
Ryoko shook her head once, and quickly tried to recover her rapidly increasing ascent to the heavens. Flaring up the aura in one small, quick burst of ki, she flipped herself around, foot now facing downwards.
*SMACK!*
The feeling of bursting blood vessels, human flesh and tissue crunching underneath came upon Ryoko's now extended foot. She looked down, and smiled. Her timing had been just perfect...
Zyroko had attempted to charge at her while in the air, and since Ryoko was realizing how fast he was...she timed the perfect kick. At that speed, no way he could have avoided. And at Ryoko's strength....well, the handsome Zyroko wasn't so handsome anymore.
Backing away, Zyroko clutched at his face, streams of blood and plasma spewing out from in-between his fingers. Red, raw, pulsating flesh lay in shreds all over. Ryoko's right-on kick had broken most of his face open, blood and bone stuck out at the oddest of angles.
Yet, the man showed no pain, no remorse, no pitying look of despair. Instead, his eyes.....the only things not covered by his red fingers starred on. A wild sensation emitted from them....the very pupils making Ryoko shudder. A small gurgle of laughter came out from the abomination's face. It was an awful, screeching-sounding voice....his mouth shattered.
"Egscewent tyning, Reeohko....Is must admt that yo have done extremely well..."
She noticed his voice returning, the grotesque sound of a person lacking a solid mouth, tongue, and voice box slowly fading away...
"However, my regenerative skills can keep up with whatever damage you deliver. Though I am rather mad at how I sounded without a mouth.....pretty awful, eh?"
Snarling, Ryoko knew she was outclassed. "My...my muscles, they have gotten too big...I can't move these god damn bulky masses."
Zyroko cracked his neck a bit, "And if you can't hit your opponent...and only he can hit you...what's the point?"
*Zip!*
Ryoko raised an eyebrow. A large power level was approaching her attention....similar. Very similar indeed. In fact, it appeared to have a....Jurai signature!
Trying not to stay too alarmed, she kept a low profile, no longer looking in the direction of the power level.
She thought to herself, That's....Tenchi! I wonder what he has in store? Well, If he arrives we can win for sure...now, just gotta distract him until my Tenchi arrives!
The blood-red hands of Zyroko finally parted from his face. He was totally reconstructed, even his sly grin as mocking as ever. Quickly burning off the the maroon, dried blood cells on his face and fingers with a sudden burning of ki, he looked at Ryoko.
"It's your move...and you have now nothing but pawns. You've lost not only your queens, bishops, rooks and generally everything else important...but also you chances. Check..."
Ryoko spat, "MATE!!!" She threw her arm forward, tearing the limb away from its hiding place behind her back. A small speck of ki instantly exploded, exactly mimicking Tenshinhan's, Kuririn's, and Son Goku's famous Taiyoken. Let's just say that the training allowed her to perform some new moves...
Ryoko bounded away, her boots clacking loudly as she jumped from rock plateau to rock plateau. Her muscle-bulked body lumbered from ledge to ledge, zanzokenning in every which direction. Her golden hair waving back and forth, Ryoko smugly looked behind her. It was as if the tortoise had outwitted the evil hare once again.
"Heh, I bet that Taiyo-Ha I threw at him will keep him immobilized for at least another minute! I should be able to easily but myself more time so that Tenchi can..."
As she talked, her face looked back on its intended path, straight ahead. Instead of seeing open rocky terrain like before, the quick, flashing, sudden image of a solid, blurry, metallic boot began to flash before her....
"ZYROKO!"
*KA-POWPOW!*
The sound echoing all around, akin to the 'shot heard 'round the world,' Ryoko was subject to experience Zyroko's own foot digging into her face....payback, in some respects, to the damage she had caused to Zyroko himself earlier.
Her body flipped through the air, landing somewhat skillfully on two legs a few feet away. She went down on one knee, breathing heavily. Her vision was briefly blurred by red; blood dripping from an open wound on her forehead and jaw. She wiped it away, so that her eyes could stare coldly at Zyroko.
He was at an angle, his feet planted diagonally on a rock slant where Ryoko had just been. His face was picturesque of a stone; cold, hard, unmoving. With his hard muscles, blue hair....one not so inclined to look twice might have actually mistaken the man for a living rock.
His lips quivered, barely moving, "There are other people to kill. Do you now know that I could easily make you one of them?"
Ryoko raised her fist, bringing it up to her mouth. The dribble of blood seeping from her jaw was quickly dabbed up by her sleeve. She was just as unmoving as Zyroko.
She muttered out, her voice nearly silent, "This is my answer..."
The rock underneath her exploded, as her golden aura instantly flared up. Her feet jumped up, and propelled her body forward. She centered herself at the mocking Zyroko. Her frenzied eyes pinioned on the evil incarnation. Amidst the golden flames, tears of frustration and hate ran down Ryoko's cheeks.
Zyroko was able to even get off a *sigh*, and sidestep the attack. Ryoko's fist being flung forward sailed wide, and before she knew it Zyroko was right above her, elbow poised.
He dropped upon her, like a plane crashing from the heavens. His elbow slammed into her back, nearly knocking her teeth out as she descended rapidly towards the ground.
She let out a slight moan as she fell, riddled with pain, "Uhhhh...."
Crags and deep crevices were scattered about the rocky terrain. So it was very easy and predictable that Ryoko would fall into one. Her body vanished amidst a sea of blackness, going farther and farther into the deep.
Zyroko floated there, starring downwards. He never realized such a meek attack could do so much damage to someone that WAS stronger than him. If she only could have trained speed as well....then, maybe, he could have had a good fight at last. It was suppose to be an enjoyable existence, with this body. He didn't want to show off its power if no one ever presented a challenge...
A rock tumbled from the edge of the crevice, where Ryoko fell in. Zyroko's senses picked up something, so he instinctively looked down looked downwards.
By that time...it was already coming up at him. Too late.
"ONI-KEN!!!"
*ZZZZRRRRROOOM!!*
A bright white ki beam, interlaced with a spinning cyclone of green fire, came charging at him like a raging bull. Zyroko snapped quickly back to reality, surprised by the amazingly quick attack. His mind raced for possibilities; dodging wouldn't give him enough time...
The blast was nearly upon him, as he thought...
"Damn!" Zyroko yelled as he called forth his LightHawk Wings. The shimmering group of 10 shields grouped about him right away, converging to make one circular shield. The fantastically powerful, fast, Oni-Ken beam sailed at it....with no time to spare as the wings just came into place.
Zyroko nearly was forced out of his position holding the beam back, his muscles nearly tore in half in his attempts to keep the LightHawk Wings stable, as they absorbed the energy. In a few moments....they would...
Zyroko felt his wings buckling under the intense pressure, and gave out. He jumped to the side, as the wings gave way and the white-green beam punched through. It fired upwards, going high in the sky like a jet. Zyroko had his attention caught briefly as he watched it go high...then, realizing that the maker of the beam was still alive...
Ryoko was flying up at Zyroko, determined and ready to renew the fight. Zyroko, still caught off guard, had no time to stop her. She shot out of the canyon, like a cannonball. Her fist raised, it collided right away with Zyroko's jaw.
The blue-haired Saiyan/Namek/Jurain was knocked almost unconscious by her blow....falling upwards as the pain set in...
Almost, that is.
Zyroko's metal foot rebounded and kicked Ryoko across the face, reopening her facial wounds. Her neck spun around, nearly snapping in two as she moved with the momentum of the boot. Zyroko, using his now superior mental abilities, got his senses back, and went after Ryoko.
His hands reaching out, as if to strangle her, he dropped on her. Ryoko, too, got her wits back....and timed herself as Zyroko came up on him.
"NOW!"
Her right arm shot forward, the palm wide open rather than closed in a fist. As Zyroko came down, her arm came up. It landed square in his stomach...the open palm completely touching the red fabric that was Yamcha's karate gi.
She smirked, ready to fire her special move again, "ONI-KEN!!!"
Zyroko's eyes flared.
And then, nothing.
**********
A bird lifted itself from the rock, fluttering clumsily about as it flopped away. It was startled, and quickly flew up to the sky.
Tenchi watched the bird out of the corner of his eye, wary of how nature had just seemed to change. All of a sudden birds were scattering about from within the tree canopies below him. He was moving very quickly to Ryoko's position...but that didn't mean he wasn't still observant of his surroundings.
He kept his eyes momentarily locked on the moving birds, "Something is sure spooking them...what could it be? Could it be Ryoko's..."
Anger and frustration retook Tenchi. He closed his eyes for a moment, and then looked back to his flight path with more determination. His white aura, now beginning to get a reddish tint as his anger rose, trailed loosely behind.
**********
A bloody hand.
Nani?
The wrath of living. The pain of loss....
The satisfaction of death.
Who are you?
I am me.
What are you babbling about?
Does it hurt?
You're not making any sense.
What is sense? An "understanding" of the human mind?
Well, yes...
Does it hurt?
Does what hurt?
Living.
**********
The mid-air battle was halted for a moment. Zyroko, cringing in pain, was doubled over clutching at his abdomen. Ryoko, a few meters away, watched with focused eyes.
Zyroko looked down, observing the extremely deep and penetrating wound that dug all the way through and out his stomach and back. It was if a cannonball and sliced through him, assuming of course that a mortal man could ever live through such an experience..
He probed the pieces of bloody tissue seeping out, wincing at the sharp pain it brought. However, he kept his priorities straight. After getting a careful yet quick assessment of his damage, he closed his eyes.
"Mmmmmmmmhhhhhmm...."
Moaning a low, sing-song hum....his body's functions began to bend to his will. He got his cells swaying at the whim of his mind. The unconscious acts located deep within his genes, his DNA, his chromosomes....becoming awakened.
Ryoko was about to restart her attack, but hesitated as she saw Zyroko mumbling. That hesitation ruined her opportunity, as Zyroko's gaping, bloody hole closed up and healed itself. Within mere moments, he was back to his original self. She started towards him, as if to make a move...but then he started his own move. It was too late, once again.
*ZZOOOOM!!*
Ryoko's head titled back, as she followed Zyroko rapidly ascending in the sky. His image quickly blurted out as he entered the pathway of the great golden sphere, the sun. She had to shield his eyes to see what he was doing...
Zyroko yelled down at her, "I see you have more moves than anticipated. Perhaps you could make this fight more even for me, if you tried. Are you prepared for the next stage?"
She raised an eyebrow. She thought, You mean we haven't been fighting all out yet?
Zyroko extended his right arm, the two pointer and index fingers coming out of his fist. He slowly, ever so slowly, brought the tips of the two fingers up to his forehead. As they neared the symbol on his forehead, the symbol glowed. A strange, blue light began to glow about the fingers and forehead.
Ryoko knew what it was. "Makankousappo?!"
Zyroko smiled, "Very similar at least. This contains some improvements from Tsunami's end as well...and don't bother asking what those are. You'll find out soon enough."
However, Ryoko wasn't worried. She quietly smiled, knowing that the Makankousappo can only go in one direction. All she would have to do is line up her LightHawk Wings. As Zyroko neared ready, Ryoko silently got her 10 Wings in place. She caused them to float up higher, so that they were about halfway between herself and Zyroko, who was far up in the sky.
Zyroko saw the wings, saw Ryoko's smile....and smiled right back.
"Excellent."
His fingers left the forehead, charged and ready. Rather than a yellow energy ball resting on their tips, a light blue one danced back and forth. Ryoko saw that he was already finished, but didn't care. Her wings would easily catch the beam.
Zyroko raised the arm, poised to fire.
"JURAI-MAKANKOUSAPPO!"
Ryoko was a bit surprised, "Nani?"
Zyroko fell his hand, instantly aligning the two index fingers up with Ryoko (and consequently her wings as well). The small condensed blue ball of energy flared open, and shot downwards.
Ryoko saw that right away it was the Makankousappo. The spiral shape was identical, and it came at her even in the same fashion.
"The only difference is the blue color....some improvement indeed, Zyroko!"
The beam approached her wings....they bunched together, preparing to receive the full force of the wings.
Ryoko screamed, "Got it!"
The beam approached.
The beam hit the wings.
A flash ensued.
....The beam continued coming at Ryoko.
Her eyes lit up, the shock slowly setting in as the ki burst came upon her. "What the...."
Zyroko laughed, "Tsunami's improvement is...that it PASSES THROUGH LIGHTHAWK WINGS!!! SHI NE!!!!!"
Ryoko, still stunned, knew she could not dodge in time. And if she did, the superbly powerful attack would hit the earth, greatly damaging it. No choice now, except to...
Her hands came forward, as if they were going to catch a baseball. What else was there to do?
*PHHFFFFFFFIIIIIZZ!!!*A loud, screeching sound exploded around Ryoko. It was if a million of the strongest fireworks were burning up around her. The heat on her hands burned through her battle suit immediately, her bare skin cracking and turning black.
Her fingers were beginning to disintegrate, the Makankousappo enveloping her slowly with every moment. All Ryoko could see now was a universal world of blue. Zyroko's beam was beginning to grow hotter, and Ryoko knew she couldn't hold back anymore.
"HAAAAAAAAHIYAH!!!!
She let the beam fly, throwing it off to the side, and at the same time focusing her ki into two pinpoints: her eyes. With just barely enough time to spare, she fired twin eye lasers, yet another new technique. The thin lasers hit the Makankousappo head, and Ryoko's world went from blue to hell.
*BBBBBOOOOOOM!!!!*
She was thrown violently about, the beam exploding pretty much right in front of her. Gasping out as her oxygen left her, escaping to fuel the point-blank explosion. She shot upwards, clearing herself of the smoke.
Zyroko stood there, himself surprised that Ryoko had made his beam explode on purpose. Angered, Ryoko charged him, her rage rivaling that of a primordial animal.
An animal that would hold back no more.
"ZYROKO!!!!!"
A light tap of the feet, and Zyroko evaded the bull of a woman Ryoko. She spun around, fast, very fast for her bulky body. The muscular arms and legs shot at Zyroko, bounding back and forth like punching bags.
*SMACK!*
One of her legs slapped Zyroko across the face, a splatter of bodily fluids sliming its way from the corner of his mouth.
Snarling through his teeth, Zyroko turned his body around and began his own offensive.
*BAM!* *BLOCK!* *POW!*
He delivered a quick three punch with his right, with only one of them being blocked by a strong leg thrust by Ryoko. The other two punches nailed her, impacting not only in the facial area but the neck as well.
She fell a bit, feeling her neck shudder under the extraordinary pain and pressure. "Uhhhmph!"
Falling back, Zyroko aimed yet another steeled-attack. His cape whirling back, he shot downwards at Ryoko, metallic boot extended for full hitting ability. He made careful adjustments, trying to make it so that his foot would connect directly across her face. This could, in effect, he thought, end her life. Oh well, if she was really that weak then what was the point of incorporating her?'
He came down, ready to hit. Ryoko looked up, ready to defend.
*WHUMP!*
Much to Zyroko's quick dismay, Ryoko caught his foot between her two arms, pinioning the boot between her massive triceps. Her smile became a hard grin, as she starred into Zyroko's wild eyes.
He muttered, "You bitch...you wouldn't..."
At that, Ryoko swung Zyroko high, his body coming back behind her. She prepared a mighty heave.
"AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"
She threw Zyroko down towards the Earth, all of her might pushing with him. Her sheer strength instantly got Zyroko up to momentum. His flailing body took no time to strike the planet, slamming into several rocks.
*SCCCCCRREEEECH!!!!*
Sliding through many a boulder, many a mountain, many a...rock....the battered body of Zyroko finally halted, and fired up through the stonework. His cloths, tattered and worn, waved back and forth in the wind. Some more pieces ripped off, as he charged forward, his voice a shrill yell.
"SHI NE!!! Renzokou-Ha!!!!"
He ignited his left hand, extending the palm towards Ryoko. Right away, several shots fired out, the golden thin beams hitting and exploding all around the fighting woman. After a short while, literally thousands of the tiny energy beams were shooting around like enraged hornets, "stinging" whatever they touched by exploding.
Her feet light and snappy now, Ryoko bounded away. She jumped from plateau to plateau, just narrowing escaping as the rock beneath her went up in flames. Twice more she jumped, evading yet another 200+ beams in that single moment. Once, twice, thrice...she jumped again. The beams were now a thick cloud of death hovering just beyond her shoulder.
"Let's see him take this..." she said to herself quietly.
She changed directions, moving her body now perpendicular and moving up to the sky. She came up like a rocket, her "exhaust" trailing behind in the form of her aura.
Zyroko let a wave of satisfaction come, now Ryoko had no rocks to jump from. It was a straight shot to her, and the open sky. "Embrace her my beauties....be sure she is nice and in pieces when she's sent to HELL!!!"
His volley increased, thousands upon thousands of the tiny beams traveling up the sky. It was a storm; a cloud of hate moving at Ryoko. She looked over her shoulder, carefully observing the ki beams. She detested that man...and his evil and wily ways. She was not going to hold any mercy on him.
She stopped, spreading her arms and legs wide. Zyroko was about to react, brining all of his beams upon her, but Ryoko got the first move.
She opened her mouth, a sound being produced that nearly tore the landscape apart.
"RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRA-AAAAAAAA-AAA-AAHHH!!!!!"
The long, screaming, echoing, absolutely unbearable wave of sound came out at Zyroko. It was promptly followed by Ryoko's golden ki aura flaring out, nearly 30 meters in diameter. Every last of the tiny multi-beams were thrown off course, taken over by Ryoko's mind-numbingly loud screech.
Zyroko's attempts to shut it out by covering his ears failed. The sound was so intense, that even if he were deaf he would have cringed in agony. The torture was horrendous...how could one person contain that much ki in one shout?
Trying to see what Ryoko was doing now, he looked back up. Unfortunately, he did not like what he saw. Nearly all of the tiny multiple blasts he had fired were coming back. Back at HIM.
Ryoko was controlling them....the immense wind of her aura blowing them down towards him, and the earth. Within moments they would crash and explode upon him
Facing most certain doom, Zyroko laughed a bit.
"She still doesn't understand."
*FFFFFFFFFSSHOOOOOOOM!!!!*
The blasts convulsed around Zyroko, hitting him at pretty much the same time. A large, white-shaped dome expanded outwards from the blast point, sucking up rock and tree as it went. Ryoko, who was now used to such incredibly bright explosions, did not have to turn away to hide her eyes from the bright light.
As quickly as the dome-blast came, it quickly broke up and faded away. A rather hefty crater was left where it was, and Zyroko was at its epicenter.
He was in surprisingly good condition, with only a few scant burnt marks upon his cheeks and arms. With almost no effort, those vanished and he healed himself to full power.
Ryoko pointed a smoking finger at him, "They say that in the end, everyone gets divined retribution. Myself? I could care less what 'others' say. You have been harmful to very existence....dictating who lives and who dies..."
Slight tears of sorrow and rage came down her cheeks, "And...and...most wind up dead, rather than alive. So in one sense, you are the only thing that's keeping this universe from true peace. Course, destroying you will not save the other problems of society...however..."
Her aura shrunk a bit, coming back to normal size. It seemed to "zip" up and down faster and faster. As if it were tied directly into Ryoko's determination, which grew with every passing moment.
Her arms were raised to the sky, her legs stretched down to the earth. Zyroko thought he was looking at Atlas himself, except rather than supporting the earth, the golden Ryoko looked as if she was supported the heavens.
"However...by ridding you from this plane of existence, at least we can stay alive to fix whatever problems are left. You are a disease, and I plan to cure you from this planet. Be gone! And pester the life forms that exist no more."
Zyroko was slightly surprised. She was preparing something...something extraordinarily big. He watched as her body's already big muscles began to get pumped, spreading out a few more inches.
Ryoko was going to release her trump card. The last thing she could possibly do to halt Zyroko's progress into destroying the world. This was not something she had wanted to do at her maximum capacity.
She would have to be careful....or rather than protecting her loved ones, she would be destroying them. This would be the final stand. At last, she could pull through this ordeal. If only Yamcha, Piccolo, and Tsunami were here to see it...
And between the wasteland and sky....the typhoon was coming. The proclamation of what was yet to come...and yet to fear.
Ryoko snapped.
Booming out, her body became a frenzied animal. Her arms and legs were still extended out as far as possible, but her arms, legs, and all other muscles....they began to violently shake. Her body burst into flames of gold.....her power rising infinitively. With such strength coursing through her body, her muscles expanded and groaned as they bulged out. Within moments they were nearly a foot and a half in diameter....then 2 feet. Her body was nearly going to rip at the seams with such intensity.
Zyroko's eyes opened wide. His mind raced. This woman was insane! Just watching her made his skin crawl, and as he saw her eyes....through the golden fire, her eyes glowed. The pupils disappeared as an eerie glow came upon them. It was like the eyes of the devil were looking back at him.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!"
Zyroko quickly made his LightHawk Wings float nearby, ready for action.
"What....what is THIS?! What kind of trickery is....is this?"
Ryoko was growing hot, her body steaming under the fire. The brightness soon filled the whole sky.
The new sun....Ultimate Super Saiyan Ryoko. Indeed, Zyroko thought, this was out of the world.
Her arms dropped down, lying closer to her sides. Her elbows bent, and now her triceps were parallel to the ground. Her palms remained upturned, the fingers convulsing and twitching as the power was starting to be redirected. Almost right away, her muscles shrunk a little, compacting themselves down. But the power was not being lost, oh no. Zyroko could clearly see the muscles almost converging at her hands. A bulge of ki, flowing through her bulky arms and legs, was flowing into the hands. A small, pinpoint of dense energy formed. A blue sphere of brightness that rivaled Ryoko. It hung in the air, between Ryoko's upturned palms.
Energy streamed into the ball all at once, the flow coming directly from Ryoko's hands. And her power continued to grow, the river of ki merging upon the sphere of ki getting faster and stronger. Before long the "small sphere" became a basketball-size, then growing as big as 3 meters across.
"AAAAATTTTT...."
Zyroko held his arms criss-cross, preparing for the oncoming attack.
"MMMMMMAAAA...."
Ryoko finally brought her arms out in front of her now. She pushed the vast ball of energy forward, so that her arms could stand erect, facing down at Zyroko. Her palms and fingers went flat, turning up so that the were perpendicular to the ground. The hands crossed, and at their center of the "X" they made was the ball of hot power. It was nearly ready...
"FLARE!"
*SSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHISSSHOOM!!!!*
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Tenchi was there at last, throwing his body to and fro about the rocky ground. His foot took hold in the last crag, and he launched himself into the air.
He looked....and saw the light.
Tenchi stopped.
Zyroko stopped.
The world, stopped.
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The ball flashed! It's rounded edges undergoing a chain reaction. Beams of hot intensity sparkled all around it, effectively creating a strobe for a few microseconds. Zyroko braced himself, but he knew that it would not do much good.
The ball lunged forward, backed by a beam behind it. Slow moving at first, the massive wave of resolve came at Zyroko. It fell like a falcon, swooping down to gain momentum and speed. Zyroko was seeing a train come at him, as if he were a mere fragile human. The situation did not look good, but he smiled on part.
If Ryoko continued to fire at that angle, the beam would crash through him and the earth. And there was no way the earth would recover from such a beam. All life would disappear as fast as it had come.
This confidence soon became curiosity, as he saw the beam suddenly dive deeper. It went straight down, no where near him. It was falling short!
Zyroko's lip snarled, "Baka.....women just don't know when and where to fight.."
The ocean-colored beam, which was now moving as fast as Zyroko could move, its momentum still rising, was enormous. Easily the size of the house. And while Zyroko thought that no beam could be directed anywhere near him, some irony set in.
The beam curved, now aligning itself back up with Zyroko. This time it was a bit below him....so the beam would come UP at him...
"and into space...not the earth..."
Zyroko's eyes were filled with the image of the oncoming beam.
"GGGGGGRRRRAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!"
.........................
And thus it was done.
*BA-BA-BA-BA-BBBBBBBBBOOOOOOOM!!!!*
The skin of the planet melted away instantly in that area. Tenchi was slammed hard into the ground, now unable to even begin to raise his head through the gale. Zyroko was soon engulfed, LightHawk wings and all, with no resistance. The mountains around the area, and the ground below them for hundreds of feet deep....vanished.
It was over in a flash of an eye, but in that one flash....more damage was done instantly than creation was ever done. Ryoko had just released a force that killed faster than the gods could breathe life into things. The first humanoid act of god, indeed.
Ryoko, and Tenchi, opened their eyes. The landscape was radically different.
For miles around, the ground had vaporized so much that some were breaking apart with magma! Thousands of geysers bubbled and steam in the bare patch of earth. Smoke seemed to be coming from everywhere, as if the planet were growing it.
Coughing to the smoke, Ryoko noticed Tenchi. She gave a weak wave to him, and found it hard to fly. Her power level dropped right away, her hair and muscles returning to normal. It was like a balloon deflating, and much faster than it had come, Ryoko was back to her original state. Her un-SSJ hair hanged messily at her side, her body exhausted.
Tenchi saw that she was hurting, and, with Zyroko destroyed, there was nothing more left to do but help her. Her shook his head a bit, small fragments of pebble and rock coming loose. A slight shower of sweat seeped down Ryoko's forelock, silently coming to a rest upon the Fusion headband. Like it was useful at all....
He started towards Ryoko....And she weakly tried to do the same by going towards him. Her back was turned to the crater that she had created, so the rise of a new strength above her was not easily noticed well.
Tenchi, however, saw it right away. He looked up, frantically trying to find the source. Unfortunately, he did find it. A bloodied leg hung in the air, supported and protected by 10 LightHawk Wings. Though he could not save his whole body with them, by cutting off his leg he had saved one part.
The leg shook a bit, grew a bit....testing its environment for ideal conditions. Tenchi opened his mouth to yell, but the Mitosis was already starting.
Like an alien cancer, Zyroko grew and grew. First his 2nd leg came out, like a gun. It was that fast. Then his torso crawled out, instantly spouting arms. A bundle of matted red flesh slithered up, and as the blue hair sprouted out it was clear.
A *bam* of energy came out, a short flash hiding the demented figure for one second...and it was done. Though slightly wet, his cloths slightly scathed, Zyroko was back. Clearing his vision of smoke and brimstone, he got his bearings swiftly....looking down at the limping Ryoko.
Tenchi now found his voice, "Ryoko....BEHIND YOU!!!"
Even if Ryoko had the energy to spin herself around, it would have done no good. Like an arrow directed at a bull's-eye, Zyroko's metallic boot crashed into the middle of Ryoko's back.
A loud *CRACK* was heard, and Ryoko nearly bent in half. Tenchi knew right away her backbone was shattered, and she would die on the spot. Her body floundered a bit, and came crashing to the ground. Tenchi saw out of her suit, the Fusion crystal float out.
THAT'S IT!
Tenchi flew down, reaching as far as he possibly could. Eying the fusion headband still on Ryoko's forehead, he at tried to dive for the falling crystal. No good, he missed.
Regrouping, and realizing that within a few seconds Ryoko would be dead, he made a mad lunge again...
DAMN! The crystal was so small Tenchi's hands could not grasp it well enough... One more try, and then Ryoko would surely leave this world. He felt her essence fade away, as she began to reach the ground below.
His hand came out....his muscles stretching and going for the minute crystal. With one smooth motion, he grabbed the crystal. Alright! He knew what had to be done.
Not thinking twice...he plunged in into his own forehead. It lit up and transformed, becoming a Fusion headband right away. Now, the both of them had twin headbands on their foreheads. Ryoko's was a red color now, and Tenchi's a blue color (the crysttals). They resonated, and a strong attraction began to surmount.
Zyroko, whom was also descending to catch both of them, was thrown back up by a sudden gust of wind. He starred down at the source, and was surprised to see that both Tenchi and Ryoko were glowing a strange blue.
*FLASH FLASH FLASH!*
Their bodies fell apart, blowing up, and burning. Flakes of energy remained in the air, and this began to converge. Before long both of their remains were coming together in one central point of high energy...
*ZZZZZZSHIMMM!!!!*
Like a cannon, the point of energy exploded with smoke. It was not bright enough that Zyroko had to turn away, so his eyes stayed focused upon the smoke screen. Something was strange...even though he had just seen Ryoko and Tenchi dissolve into energy...the site where they had merged seemed to have a living person in it...
The dusty wind came out and blew it away, and Zyroko's pupils contracted, not believing what lay before him.
A man, roughly Tenchi's height, was floating in the air below him. He was wearing a Blue Red suit... his pants were blue, like Tenchi, and his arms red, like Ryoko. On his forehead rested a single Fusion headband, though the crystal in its center was purple rather than blue and red.
His hair was black as the Misaki boy, but it was longer, jetting out all over the place like Ryoko. Two sideburns like the SSJ hung down.
And his face....the eyes were the perfect mix, to instantly tell Zyroko what had happened.
The amber pupils, surrounded by Tenchi-sized eyeballs cockily starred back at him.
The man raised his right arm and hand, and pointing at himself with a straightened out thumb. A voice came from his mouth, not of Ryoko, not of Tenchi....but a whole new person.
"You must be the asshole that Ryochi here is suppose to take out!"
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A small squirrel nibbled on a dead, decaying body. Its teeth jabbed in and out of the flesh, eating the worms that seemed to be crawling about the corpse already.
Its grey/brown body jumped too and fro, looking under the bloody shirt.
A small, quick, gleaming slice came down upon the squirrel. It leapt up and scampered away, never to come back to the body.
A sword was sheathed, the "frightener" of the squirrel. A teenager boy, no older than 18, kneeled down at the body. He seemed used to death, so right away he pinpointed what was going on.
"Hmm, looks like a combination of ki burns and rock-crushing did this poor guy in...already the worms are attracting scavengers."
He stood up. Whoever had done this, had done this in cold blood. All around in the same area lay more bodies, more death, more terror, more pain.
Trunks slide a few strands of hair from in from of his eyes, "It's as if the androids had already shown up here..."
He looked back to the time machine, cotemplating whether or not to jump ahead.
"No, I arrived at 6 months prior the coming of the androids for a reason. I have to make sure Goku is safe, and if he is, I'll jump to the Android date then. Besides, it looks like some sort of trouble is brewing."
The lavender-haired boy walked over to the Time Machine and pressed a button. A cloud of smoke burst up around the contraption, and it instantly became a Capsule. Stuffing it in his pocket, the denim-wearing, sword-wielding, violet-eyed Trunks took off in the sky.
His destination was somewhere in the wastelands.....a battle was happening, and he didn't intend to miss it!
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Washu was impatient; the view she was seeing on the monitor was hardly satisfactory.
"Come on! KILL HIM! BEAT HIM!"
Chi Chi was nearby, and was equally into the fight, "The jugular! Ryochi, go for the JUGULAR!!"
Bulma sighed at the two, her own mind set on another task.
"You two should worry more about what's happening here and now. Washu...they're ready."
Washu got up, eagerly rubbing her hands. "It's about time! Even a 20,000 genius like me is annoyed by these long waits! Well, are you ready?"
Chi Chi stepped in behind them, "To bring back my precious Goku...
Bulma nodded, "To get Vegeta restored..."
Noboyuki and Yosho watched from the sidelines, sitting on the steps. Mihoshi and Ayeka put down their clothing baskets, and watched themselves.
The two ellongated cyllinders hissed with steam, and a little timer set up on the side buzzed at last.
A buzzing, which indicated the two could be awakened at last.
Washu pressed a button on Goku's tank, and Bulma pressed a button on Vegeta's tank. The process would be immediate, and both Bulma and Washu knew that their greatest warriors were back.
"Washu-chan...."
Washu nodded, "I know, you'll be able to hug both of them soon enough."
With a hiss, the tanks opened up. The blue-ish water spilled out, getting all over the grass, steps, Washu, and Bulma. But no complaining was done, as everyone had their eyes peeled on the now-dry tanks.
A hand reached forward, grabbing a hold of the edge of the tank. Son Goku pulled himself out, his head groggy and his mind racing. He instinctively reached for an alarm clock to turn off, as if getting of bed. The sleepy-eyed Goku settled for Washu's buzzing timer, smashing it.
Everyone sweat dropped, but didn't care. Chi Chi ran to Goku.
"Goku! Goku! GOKU!!!!"
She ran into him, embracing her husband. "I...I thought that you would never again wake up."
Goku was back, and quickly his awareness returned as well. "Chi Chi....am I....am I..."
Washu put her arm on his shoulder, "Don't worry, both of you are now fully healed."
Goku spun around, "Of course! Veget..."
Bulma was hugging Vegeta warmly, the two of them almost looking like a...
Goku's jaw dropped, "A couple?!"
Vegeta hastily let go of Bulma, and the two awkwardly shuffled about.
Vegeta snarled a bit, "Kakaroto, I hope you know you sent me to hell and back by becoming Zyroko."
Goku was about to answer, when his stomach growled. Everyone laughed, and some rations were quickly taken out to the starving Saiyans.
Even if it lacked the cooking of Sasami, they say hunger is the best spice.
And now, Goku and Vegeta enjoyed their rebirth....escaping the brink of death once more.
How much closer could, or would they get now with Zyroko?
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NEXT TIME ON DRAGONBALL Z AND TENCHI MUYO!
"Hey guys, this is Goku! At last, has the final instrument of power and destruction been devised? Ryochi, brimming to the top with power of Ryoko and Tenchi goes all out fighting his accursed enemy. Hey, what's this, Super Saiyan Ryochi! GO GO! Fight on! Maybe we can win this battle yet! On another note, Vegeta and I finally back in action, and we go off to help Ryochi! And what's this? The mysterious son of Vegeta, Trunks, is back as well? So it's now 4 on 1, it seems like we have this win DOWN! Yet...Zyroko's eyes continue to shine evilly... Don't miss the next episode of Dragonball Z and Tenchi Muyo!"
Chapter 17 - Saiyan Reunion, Jurain Departure
Noboyuki: "It's unbelievably.....ENTICING! *slap from anonymous girl*"
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Geez, I must have some sort of disease or something preventing me from writing often enough _ It is a VERY good thing that I finally churned this one out, and I must say I'm as equally impressed now, if not more, than when I got out chapter 15! This one has better action, less corniness, and shorter, more clearer, fights. I hope everyone is happy that I finally am back in action. With my school coming out on the 25th, the future of RoR is looking bright! SSJNate, out.