Act 5
"Ami?'' Bulma asked. ''I brought your lunch,'' No answer. Bulma opened the door to find Ami sitting with her legs up. ''Ami, are you hungry?'' ''Can…I trust you?'' Bulma put her hand over her heart. ''Of course you can.'' Ami got up from the floor. ''I'm going to tell you a secret. Do you promise not to tell?'' Bulma nodded and sat down on the bed. ''I'm…not human. Not at all. I'm Mercurian.'' Bulma nudged her to go on. ''I'm not even from this dimension. I used to live in a place Crystal Tokyo.'' Bulma widened her eyes. ''I know. This is weird. I didn't know all of you would make a big deal out it. I came to this place because a friend betrayed me and told my secret that I have kept inside for long.'' ''What was that?'' Ami stared at Bulma as she continued. ''I used to be a sailor scout; otherwise a female warrior able to manipulate and use a certain power for her needs. But it turned out a long time ago, my god Hermes said that there was evil in me and I wasn't supposed to be a scout at all. And I told my friend that after I visited Hermes. She used to be so sweet and kind. But when she became Queen, and I disobeyed her by accident, she told everyone as a punishment and total damnation. ''
Bulma gasped. ''So when she told, you came here?'' Ami sadistically nodded. ''I had no place to go. My friend of time, she sent me here for a better life. Only it turned out the same. People taunting, suspicious, and cruel. I can never be trusted because this accursed power. I can tell all of your friends are pure of heart, and they have every right to neglect me.'' Bulma put her hands on Ami's shoulders. ''Oh, Ami… it's not right of them to do so. '' Ami's eyes filled with tears. ''Yes they do. I deserve to be hated.'' ''You're not to be hated. Your kind and gentle and wouldn't want to hurt anything,'' A knock at the door. ''Come in,'' The door opened slowly. ''Bulma,'' Piccolo's raspy voice shot through. ''Vegeta doesn't know how to turn on the machine. I suggest that you do before he turns into his arrogant gesture,'' Bulma's eyes looked at Ami, then went back. ''I don't know how. Ami is the one who improved it.'' She grinned at Ami. ''Oh all right,'' Ami groaned. Ami opened the door slightly; to find Piccolo's cold black eyes staring down at her. ''Well?'' Piccolo asked. ''I don't want to hear Vegeta's loud voice just because he can't train.'' Ami slipped past him without words. She decided then that this 'Piccolo' was the man whom hasn't any manners, but was formal. Yet, there was something about him.
She traveled down the stairs to find Goku on the couch moping. Ami walked up quietly and tried to comfort him. But her hand wouldn't reach for him, and she held back. Ami too felt guilty for her unkind words and wanted to apologize. Her swift walking caught Goku's attention. He wanted to say something to her but she had left the room. ''Do you know what she was trying to do, Goku?'' Piccolo said from the top of the stairs. "No.'' Piccolo jumped down. ''Ami tried to console you. I bet she felt mourn for what she said to you and wanted to apologize. But she held back because she was afraid,'' Goku froze for a moment. ''She…was?''
''Woman?! Can't you go any faster? Vegeta barked. Ami narrowed her eyes as she gave him an incompetent look. ''Stop rushing me or I'll disconnect the improvements I made and you'll only be able to train at 35o.'' Vegeta quieted down. She typed in the buttons. ''There! Now all you have to do is press 'start'.'' Vegeta coaxed his head. '' 'Bout time.'' She clenched her hand. ''Be thankful I'm able to do this technology you ungrateful lout!'' ''Whatever,'' Ami briskly bumped into him, not saying 'excuse me,' ''Same to you to you little-'' ''Vegeta.'' Bulma said, gritting her teeth. Vegeta glowered, and shut the door. Ami felt glad she was rude to him. She made herself a silent promise. 'Not to treat him with respect until he can find that for her.'
"Bulma?'' Goku asked, ''Where's the remote?'' He noticed Ami near with her computer. She sat on the couch opposite of him and stated to work on her computer. ''Ami?'' Ami stood serious with her work and didn't answer him. ''I know you're mad at me, and I'd like to apologize to you,'' ''Huh? What was that?'' Ami asked. ''I apologize,'' Ami looked up. ''I'm sorry, but I'm busy to hear you. Maybe later.'' Goku gulped his pride, as Piccolo approached. He sat down beside Goku. 'What does she see in technology?' Piccolo thought. ''A lot,'' Ami answered, closing her computer, and picking up her book left on the table. ''Ami?'' Ami looked up with a smile. ''Yes?'' ''Well…'' Goku was about to begin, then saw that Ami knew already. He smiled and sat back. No longer the guilt that was plaguing him ate at his conscious.
Piccolo stared at Ami with confusion and awe. She caught his ambulant stare and winked. He blinked; feeling another blush overcome him. ''What's wrong Piccolo? Do you have sunburn?'' Goku asked slyly, catching the whole ordeal. ''N-no. I'm fine.'' Goku's face had an expression of pure silliness. ''Yeah, right Piccolo.'' Goku whispered, ''Admit it! Your in l-o-v-e with-'' Piccolo cut in. ''I don't want experience love with the opposite sex. I see how your wife is. It's creepy.'' Goku had to admit his wife was scary at times. (Almost all the time :0 ) ''But love is a great thing Piccolo.'' Piccolo gave Goku a 'HELL NO' look. ''Okay, but you don't know what you're missing!''