Running From the Past
Chapter 3: "Adjusting to Earth"
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Kora tilted her head, trying to make sense of the map on the wall. She shook her head and sighed.
-Okay, so I wander around until I get somewhere, - She poked her head out of the room and stared at the many corridors, -Forget that!-
She walked to the glass doors and opened them up, stepping out on the balcony. She stretched and breathed in the cool morning air. She jumped over the side of the balcony and landed on the ground. She practiced a few kata, then stood looking up at the sky watching the sunrise.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her instincts kicked in and she spun around, slamming her fist into the person's jaw. She froze when she realized the person was Gohan. He glared slightly at her, then straightened up. Kora remembered what Bulma said about Gohan and his dad, and immediately felt a sharp twang of guilt.
Gohan folded his arms, scowling, "Bulma wants us to go shopping, since we ate all her food... and we ordered pizza for breakfast, so come eat."
Kora smirked and nodded, feeling her stomach growl. She followed Gohan through the building to the kitchen. She pouted when she saw there were only two large pizzas left for her. They were gone in a matter of seconds, but her hunger wasn't anywhere near satisfied. She leaned back in her chair, taking a deep breath.
Vejeta walked out of a nearby room and took a moment to kick her chair, making her fall backwards. She growled and jumped up, muttering something in a different language that only one person understood. Vejeta glanced at her and simply stated something in the same language. She clenched her fist and barked something at him. Bulma raised an eyebrow and shook her head.
-And I thought OUR arguments were bad...-
Vejeta leaned against the wall and folded his arms, "Where'd you learn to speak Saiya-go?"
She stared at him, "The Queen wasn't about to let me grow up without knowing who I am!"
"What's the use? We're royalty of a dead race..." He turned around and stalked off to the gravity chamber. Kora stared at him as he walked away with a look of worry. Bulma sighed and picked up the chair. Kora looked at Bulma, not sure if she said something wrong.
"Don't worry, Kora-chan... he's just a little sensitive about his past since..."
"Goku died..."
-Everyone's still upset over this Goku guy... Hrm... There's gotta be something I can do about this...-
Bulma tapped Kora on the shoulder, "Hey, you there? It's time to go shopping."
Kora cringed and nodded.
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Several hours later, Bulma was dragging Kora around from store-to-store. Kora cringed at every outfit Bulma suggested.
-They're all either too clingy or too revealing... how am I supposed to train in THAT?-
Bulma sighed and shook her head, "You haven't even CONSIDERED anything I've suggested."
Kora took a deep breath and walked up to a tight tank-top, "It's hard to concentrate on training when my shirt's sticking to me..." then she walked up to a short shirt that would show her stomach, "Vejeta blasts me, my shirt gets shredded. Then I have to worry about getting ANOTHER shirt, wasting both of our time."
Bulma rolled her eyes, sighing again, "You're gonna need clothes for doing stuff besides training, Kora-chan. And why are you so picky about clingy stuff when you wear that spandex suit?"
Kora scowled and pointed to a black sleeveless shirt, "I wear normal clothes while training. When you're training, you're pushing your body to go further. I wear the spandex suit under my armor when I'm in a real fight, because, normally, I'm not concentrating on pushing myself to go further, I'm concentrating on beating the bad guy. There's a difference..."
Bulma shrugged and grabbed the shirt.
-Once a Saiya-jin, always a Saiya-jin... oh, well.-
Kora went around picking out as many shirts as she could stand and a few pairs of jeans, khakis, swishies, sweats, and shorts. Bulma bought them all and they went outside. Gohan and Trunks were completely bored sitting outside and Trunks was just about to suggest they go spar when the two girls walked out. Gohan noticed Kora's look of frustration and half- smirked.
They all loaded into the aircar and headed off towards the Capsule Corporation Offices to pick up more food capsules. Bulma took Trunks in with her and left Gohan and Kora in the car. Kora scowled again and put her feet up on the dashboard, sighing. Gohan leaned back, folding his arms. He collapsed back into "thinking mode", where he ignored almost everything around him. Kora glanced back at him and her scowl slowly disappeared.
-I wonder what this Goku guy was like... no one seems too eager to talk about him. Bulma pretends she's okay with talking about him, but I can hear the pain hidden in her voice every time she says his name... I wish Gohan wasn't so depressed about it.-
Gohan slightly glanced up as Bulma came out of the huge building with Trunks following her holding a big box of food capsules. Gohan rolled his eyes in disgust.
-Nice one, Bulma... force me into coming along because I helped eat the food and then not having me do anything...-
It was a pretty quiet ride on the way home, everyone absorbed in their own thoughts except Trunks, who was playing his Gameboy Advance. Kora took a deep breath and half-smiled. It wouldn't be that bad here on Earth.
-...But there's still this whole Goku thing.-
She sighed and closed her eyes, feeling the wind whip past her and blow her hair around.
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Oh, just so ya know... the whole Goku thing is only part of the main storyline. You'll have to wait and see the other part. It'll be coming up in the next few chapters. Review!!
Chapter 3: "Adjusting to Earth"
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Kora tilted her head, trying to make sense of the map on the wall. She shook her head and sighed.
-Okay, so I wander around until I get somewhere, - She poked her head out of the room and stared at the many corridors, -Forget that!-
She walked to the glass doors and opened them up, stepping out on the balcony. She stretched and breathed in the cool morning air. She jumped over the side of the balcony and landed on the ground. She practiced a few kata, then stood looking up at the sky watching the sunrise.
Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her instincts kicked in and she spun around, slamming her fist into the person's jaw. She froze when she realized the person was Gohan. He glared slightly at her, then straightened up. Kora remembered what Bulma said about Gohan and his dad, and immediately felt a sharp twang of guilt.
Gohan folded his arms, scowling, "Bulma wants us to go shopping, since we ate all her food... and we ordered pizza for breakfast, so come eat."
Kora smirked and nodded, feeling her stomach growl. She followed Gohan through the building to the kitchen. She pouted when she saw there were only two large pizzas left for her. They were gone in a matter of seconds, but her hunger wasn't anywhere near satisfied. She leaned back in her chair, taking a deep breath.
Vejeta walked out of a nearby room and took a moment to kick her chair, making her fall backwards. She growled and jumped up, muttering something in a different language that only one person understood. Vejeta glanced at her and simply stated something in the same language. She clenched her fist and barked something at him. Bulma raised an eyebrow and shook her head.
-And I thought OUR arguments were bad...-
Vejeta leaned against the wall and folded his arms, "Where'd you learn to speak Saiya-go?"
She stared at him, "The Queen wasn't about to let me grow up without knowing who I am!"
"What's the use? We're royalty of a dead race..." He turned around and stalked off to the gravity chamber. Kora stared at him as he walked away with a look of worry. Bulma sighed and picked up the chair. Kora looked at Bulma, not sure if she said something wrong.
"Don't worry, Kora-chan... he's just a little sensitive about his past since..."
"Goku died..."
-Everyone's still upset over this Goku guy... Hrm... There's gotta be something I can do about this...-
Bulma tapped Kora on the shoulder, "Hey, you there? It's time to go shopping."
Kora cringed and nodded.
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Several hours later, Bulma was dragging Kora around from store-to-store. Kora cringed at every outfit Bulma suggested.
-They're all either too clingy or too revealing... how am I supposed to train in THAT?-
Bulma sighed and shook her head, "You haven't even CONSIDERED anything I've suggested."
Kora took a deep breath and walked up to a tight tank-top, "It's hard to concentrate on training when my shirt's sticking to me..." then she walked up to a short shirt that would show her stomach, "Vejeta blasts me, my shirt gets shredded. Then I have to worry about getting ANOTHER shirt, wasting both of our time."
Bulma rolled her eyes, sighing again, "You're gonna need clothes for doing stuff besides training, Kora-chan. And why are you so picky about clingy stuff when you wear that spandex suit?"
Kora scowled and pointed to a black sleeveless shirt, "I wear normal clothes while training. When you're training, you're pushing your body to go further. I wear the spandex suit under my armor when I'm in a real fight, because, normally, I'm not concentrating on pushing myself to go further, I'm concentrating on beating the bad guy. There's a difference..."
Bulma shrugged and grabbed the shirt.
-Once a Saiya-jin, always a Saiya-jin... oh, well.-
Kora went around picking out as many shirts as she could stand and a few pairs of jeans, khakis, swishies, sweats, and shorts. Bulma bought them all and they went outside. Gohan and Trunks were completely bored sitting outside and Trunks was just about to suggest they go spar when the two girls walked out. Gohan noticed Kora's look of frustration and half- smirked.
They all loaded into the aircar and headed off towards the Capsule Corporation Offices to pick up more food capsules. Bulma took Trunks in with her and left Gohan and Kora in the car. Kora scowled again and put her feet up on the dashboard, sighing. Gohan leaned back, folding his arms. He collapsed back into "thinking mode", where he ignored almost everything around him. Kora glanced back at him and her scowl slowly disappeared.
-I wonder what this Goku guy was like... no one seems too eager to talk about him. Bulma pretends she's okay with talking about him, but I can hear the pain hidden in her voice every time she says his name... I wish Gohan wasn't so depressed about it.-
Gohan slightly glanced up as Bulma came out of the huge building with Trunks following her holding a big box of food capsules. Gohan rolled his eyes in disgust.
-Nice one, Bulma... force me into coming along because I helped eat the food and then not having me do anything...-
It was a pretty quiet ride on the way home, everyone absorbed in their own thoughts except Trunks, who was playing his Gameboy Advance. Kora took a deep breath and half-smiled. It wouldn't be that bad here on Earth.
-...But there's still this whole Goku thing.-
She sighed and closed her eyes, feeling the wind whip past her and blow her hair around.
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Oh, just so ya know... the whole Goku thing is only part of the main storyline. You'll have to wait and see the other part. It'll be coming up in the next few chapters. Review!!