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Kuririn stepped forward. "No! I'll go next!" he yelled. He raised his hands to start an attack, but Yamcha interuppted.
"Let me go. I really want to show these goons what we're all about down here." he said, with that look in his eye. Kuririn stared at Yamcha.
"But I want to, too!" Kuririn complained to Yamcha. Yamcha looked back at his bald friend.
"Yeah, but you've been wished back with the Dragonballs once already. And if in case anything DOES happen, at least we know I can be revived," Yamcha replied. he stepped forward and took up a stance.
"It's like a soap opera!" Nappa exclaimed to Vegeta, who was standing by his side. Vegeta shushed him up as Yamcha held out his hands. Nappa pointed at Yamcha and told one of the Saibamen to attack.
"Laughing, huh? Well, that just seals your fate, frog-man," Yamcha joked. The Saibaman jumped at them and they both disappeared. Gohan was amazed as Piccolo told him what they were doing.
Son Kanoku was watching the battle behind some rocks. They had told her to stay at home, but being a Saiyan, she could not pass up a fight.
"Maybe I can jump out there and surprize them?" Kanoku thought to herself. She watched as the one she loved defended off the Saibaman and Kamehameha'd it into the ground. Yamcha landed softly by the crater.
"So. I guess we're in a different leaque all together than your little goon squad," Yamcha smirked. "How about I take on all four of them by myself?" Tenshinhan, Kuririn, and Piccolo commented on how crazy Yamcha was, as Gohan gasped.
The Saibaman jumped out of the hole and grabbed tightly onto Yamcha. It got a good hold on him and smirked an evil smirk. One that almost exactly copied Vegeta's.
"So that's it..." Piccolo concluded as he and the other six watched as the Saibaman glowed a bright white and self-destructed in a blinding flash. When the light cleared, little remnats of the Saibaman could be seen scattered around Yamcha's still form, lying in the middle of the new crater.
With one quick and fluid action, Kanoku jumped out from behind the rocks and ran over to Yamcha's side. She rested her hands on Yamcha's neck in hopes of feeling a pulse.
There was none.
Tears flowed from Kanoku's eyes as she remembered every last detail of her time with Yamcha. The good memories. The bad memories. And the painful.
Calling out your name
Your face is everywhere
I'm reaching out to you
To find that you're not there
"Yamcha...please...wake up!" Kanoku said as she lightly pushed him.
I can't go on as long as I believe
Can't let go when I keep wondering
Where are you now? What have you found?
Where is your heart, when I'm not around?
Where are you now, you gotta let me know
So I can let you go
Kanoku knew, no matter how hard she tried, that all her attempts would be unsuccessful. She ran her fingers through Yamcha's hair and across his handsome face. She felt the blood that was now freely flowing from his face.
I can hear your voice
The ring of yesterday
It seems so close to me
But yet so far away
Kanoku sat silently by Yamcha's side, ignoring all that was going on around her. Her thoughts were all focused on one thing. Yamcha.
"Yamcha...where are you?" she said, more to herself than to Yamcha's still form.
Where are you now? What have you found?
Where is your heart when I'm not aroudn?
Where are you now, you gotta let me know
So I can let you go
"Yamcha...I don't want to let you go..." Kanoku grasped Yamcha's hands in hers. She stroked the top of his hands, like she would do to a sick person.
I should let it out, its time to let you go
I just wanna know
Kanoku's tears still ran down her cheeks, dropping onto Yamcha's face and mixing in with his blood. She pushed back some strands of his hair away from his face and sort of straightened out his orange gi.
Where are you now? What have you found?
Where is your heart when I'm not aroudn?
Where are you now, you gotta let me know
So I can let you go
Kanoku looked down once again at Yamcha's body. With her thumb, she wiped away the blood that poured from his mouth. She gently tilted up Yamcha's face and leaned over to kiss him. She kissed him on his lips, not caring if the blood came back, and gave him the longest kiss she had ever given him. For she knew, that this was going to be their last...