Hey there everybody! Here's Chapter 3 of my story. A HUGE thanks you to my
reviewers on Chapter 2. Here they are:
K-channy-chan- I forgot to explain that in this story, Goku and Raditz are not brothers; therefore Goten and Rosha are not cousins. And about the love triangle, I don't think so. It just goes against the grain. Thanks for the idea though!
Kasai- Yes, I am evil. But the story gets even more so. *laughs evilly* I'm glad you like it. Keep reading and thanks for the review!
Chiharu Li- Thank you soooooooooo much for taking the time to find and read my story. As for yours, I am a big CCS fan, so update soon. I want to see more soon. I hope you'll continue to read this story.
Anyway, thank you all for the reviews. It's people like you who inspire me to keep writing. *wipes eyes dramatically* Well, on with the story!
Over the next few weeks, Rosha and Pan trained with Goten and Trunks. They all worked vigorously, but the girls were worked the hardest.
"Just because you're girls doesn't mean you have to fight like it. I'm not going easy on you," Trunks had declared. He had been true to his word and the training had been military style. They broke their training into blocks: 3 hours of speed training, 3 hours of straight, hard and fast sparring, 3 hours of reflexive skills, and 3 hours of flying, energy blasts, and attack training. The remaining time was spent on eating, sleeping, and independent studying. At first, the guys questioned Rosha's ability to keep up with the training, because of her size, but when she handled herself without a single complaint, and all worries vanished. Often, Rosha was not tired after workouts.
"Hey, Rosha, aren't you tired?" Pan asked one day after collapsing with relief during a five-minute break. The redhead looked up at the sky and replied, "I don't think so. It's funny how I never seem to be really tired. Most of the time, I just need to catch my breath and I feel like myself again."
This small fact bothered Pan. She finally decided to ask Gohan about it. "Hey, dad, did you know that Rosha hardly ever gets tired during training sessions? Do you think that's kind of weird?"
Gohan stroked his chin in thought. "Actually, that does seem strange. If Trunks is training with you guys, then the both of you should be very tired everyday."
"What do you think that means?"
"I don't know, but you never know how people really are."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Okay, Rosha may look like she's not very strong, but for some reason, she's really strong. Stronger than she lets on. Kind of like Piccolo."
"Are you talking about the Piccolo who trained you as a kid? Wasn't he always meditating or something like that?"
"Yeah, that's the one. On the outside, it looked as if he was always concentrating too hard to really be a threat in a fight, but when he got into the ring, I felt sorry for his opponents. Rosha probably has the same kind of intense concentration during training. Based on what you and Goten tell me, I get the feeling she could probably beat anyone she wanted to in battle."
"We really haven't told you too much. Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Pan bit her lip. Her father was pretty smart, so he most likely was right. "I guess I'd better not underestimate her. If I do, she could probably beat me in a battle," she said uncertainly. Gohan laughed.
"Aw, come on kiddo, you're practically unstoppable! You know you can beat Rosha, no problem."
Pan stood up, beaming. "You really think so? Thanks a lot dad!" She threw her arms around her father's neck, and then left the room to get some sleep for the next day's training.
"Are you sure she can do it, Gohan?" asked a voice behind him.
Gohan turned around to see Videl leaning in the doorway. "Hey," he said. "What do you mean, 'am I sure'? Of course she can do it."
Videl shook her head, causing her braid of black hair to swish over her shoulder. "I'm not saying that Pan can't do it. She's a lot stronger than I was at her age, but there's something about this Rosha girl. I don't know what it is, but every time I see her, I can definitely tell something's different about her. Wait a second, you're the super-sayin, shouldn't you be able to pick up on any vibes she has?" Gohan tipped back his chair and closed his eyes in thought.
"Actually," he began, "I have felt a certain vibe from her. The weird thing is that I've felt that energy before, somewhere in my past. But where, and from who?" Videl walked over to the fridge, opened the door, and was nearly knocked out by the searing fumes that radiated from it. "What the--? Gohan, didn't I tell you to get rid of that tuna-salad?!" Gohan laughed. "Sorry, I guess I forgot." Videl smacked him on the head with a rolled up newspaper. "Ow!" Gohan whined.
Brushing strands of her hair out of her face, Videl retorted, "Quit whining, Gohan. Maybe now you'll remember to do something when I ask you to do it." She walked out of the room, leaving Gohan rubbing the back of his head. Man, she's just as bad as mom. I don't know what I got myself into. It's almost like I never left home.
*
Soon, the Tournament was just three days away. Pan and Rosha finished up their training with deep meditation. For Rosha, it was a challenge not to become completely enveloped in her meditation. After they had completed their training, Goten pulled his niece aside.
"Pan," he began, "you should tell Rosha about--"
Pan tossed back her hair and squinted at him. "I know," she said breaking into his sentence, "if she actually fights in those clothes, they'll slow her down a lot, and you want me to tell her so. Honestly, Goten, you are so predictable." She walked away from him towards her house, leaving him in a state of slight disbelief.
Later that evening, Pan was having dinner with Rosha and her mother. Rae was a very good cook and this wasn't the first time Pan had stayed over. Between bites, a lively conversation went three ways between the three ladies. When Rae went to get dessert, Pan turned to Rosha. "Rosha, I've been thinking, maybe you need to, wear something else for the actual tournament."
The redhead looked down at her baggy sweat pants and oversized t- shirt and brushed her tangled hair out of her face. "What's wrong with my clothes?" she asked.
Rae walked in with three slices of chocolate cake. "I'll tell you what's the matter with your clothes, Rosha," she said, handing both girls a piece of the cake, and then seating herself.
"They're much too baggy," Rae continued. "You should know that baggy clothing restricts your speed. It's not as if you don't have other things you can wear."
Rosha colored slightly and protested, "but, mom, those things are, well ... revealing."
Rae rolled her eyes and Pan nearly choked on her cake. "So what is the problem? The last time we went to the beach with Marron, you had just about every single guy drooling all over you. You have nothing to be shy about with a body like yours," the raven-haired girl countered. Brushing back a strand of her red hair, Rosha sighed in defeat. "Fine, but you probably won't recognize me."
"I'm sure we'll know."
"You think the others will know it's me?"
"Do you mean the others... or just Goten?"
Rosha's face was hidden by her hair and her reply was muffled and barely audible. Pan leaned closer and asked, "What did you say? I didn't quite hear you."
Rosha lifted her hair and looked directly at her friend. "I said, he probably wouldn't care."
Pan raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't be so sure. He talks about you more than any other girl."
"Stop lying. What could he possibly have to say about me?"
"I don't know, but all I hear is how skilled you are and frankly it's a bit too much for me."
Rosha shook her head briskly and picked up her fork. There was no way Pan could be serious. "Anyway," she said, changing the subject, "be sure to look for me at the Tournament and look carefully because if you don't, you probably won't be able to find me at all."
Pan waved a hand in dismissal. "Trust me, I will be able to find you okay? Stop worrying," she said, shoveling in another bite of the chocolate cake.
How can I stop worrying?, Rosha thought. This is only the most important thing in my life right now.
That's chapter 3! Hope y'all enjoyed it! Don't forget to write your reviews. Talk to you in Chapter 4!
K-channy-chan- I forgot to explain that in this story, Goku and Raditz are not brothers; therefore Goten and Rosha are not cousins. And about the love triangle, I don't think so. It just goes against the grain. Thanks for the idea though!
Kasai- Yes, I am evil. But the story gets even more so. *laughs evilly* I'm glad you like it. Keep reading and thanks for the review!
Chiharu Li- Thank you soooooooooo much for taking the time to find and read my story. As for yours, I am a big CCS fan, so update soon. I want to see more soon. I hope you'll continue to read this story.
Anyway, thank you all for the reviews. It's people like you who inspire me to keep writing. *wipes eyes dramatically* Well, on with the story!
Over the next few weeks, Rosha and Pan trained with Goten and Trunks. They all worked vigorously, but the girls were worked the hardest.
"Just because you're girls doesn't mean you have to fight like it. I'm not going easy on you," Trunks had declared. He had been true to his word and the training had been military style. They broke their training into blocks: 3 hours of speed training, 3 hours of straight, hard and fast sparring, 3 hours of reflexive skills, and 3 hours of flying, energy blasts, and attack training. The remaining time was spent on eating, sleeping, and independent studying. At first, the guys questioned Rosha's ability to keep up with the training, because of her size, but when she handled herself without a single complaint, and all worries vanished. Often, Rosha was not tired after workouts.
"Hey, Rosha, aren't you tired?" Pan asked one day after collapsing with relief during a five-minute break. The redhead looked up at the sky and replied, "I don't think so. It's funny how I never seem to be really tired. Most of the time, I just need to catch my breath and I feel like myself again."
This small fact bothered Pan. She finally decided to ask Gohan about it. "Hey, dad, did you know that Rosha hardly ever gets tired during training sessions? Do you think that's kind of weird?"
Gohan stroked his chin in thought. "Actually, that does seem strange. If Trunks is training with you guys, then the both of you should be very tired everyday."
"What do you think that means?"
"I don't know, but you never know how people really are."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Okay, Rosha may look like she's not very strong, but for some reason, she's really strong. Stronger than she lets on. Kind of like Piccolo."
"Are you talking about the Piccolo who trained you as a kid? Wasn't he always meditating or something like that?"
"Yeah, that's the one. On the outside, it looked as if he was always concentrating too hard to really be a threat in a fight, but when he got into the ring, I felt sorry for his opponents. Rosha probably has the same kind of intense concentration during training. Based on what you and Goten tell me, I get the feeling she could probably beat anyone she wanted to in battle."
"We really haven't told you too much. Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Pan bit her lip. Her father was pretty smart, so he most likely was right. "I guess I'd better not underestimate her. If I do, she could probably beat me in a battle," she said uncertainly. Gohan laughed.
"Aw, come on kiddo, you're practically unstoppable! You know you can beat Rosha, no problem."
Pan stood up, beaming. "You really think so? Thanks a lot dad!" She threw her arms around her father's neck, and then left the room to get some sleep for the next day's training.
"Are you sure she can do it, Gohan?" asked a voice behind him.
Gohan turned around to see Videl leaning in the doorway. "Hey," he said. "What do you mean, 'am I sure'? Of course she can do it."
Videl shook her head, causing her braid of black hair to swish over her shoulder. "I'm not saying that Pan can't do it. She's a lot stronger than I was at her age, but there's something about this Rosha girl. I don't know what it is, but every time I see her, I can definitely tell something's different about her. Wait a second, you're the super-sayin, shouldn't you be able to pick up on any vibes she has?" Gohan tipped back his chair and closed his eyes in thought.
"Actually," he began, "I have felt a certain vibe from her. The weird thing is that I've felt that energy before, somewhere in my past. But where, and from who?" Videl walked over to the fridge, opened the door, and was nearly knocked out by the searing fumes that radiated from it. "What the--? Gohan, didn't I tell you to get rid of that tuna-salad?!" Gohan laughed. "Sorry, I guess I forgot." Videl smacked him on the head with a rolled up newspaper. "Ow!" Gohan whined.
Brushing strands of her hair out of her face, Videl retorted, "Quit whining, Gohan. Maybe now you'll remember to do something when I ask you to do it." She walked out of the room, leaving Gohan rubbing the back of his head. Man, she's just as bad as mom. I don't know what I got myself into. It's almost like I never left home.
*
Soon, the Tournament was just three days away. Pan and Rosha finished up their training with deep meditation. For Rosha, it was a challenge not to become completely enveloped in her meditation. After they had completed their training, Goten pulled his niece aside.
"Pan," he began, "you should tell Rosha about--"
Pan tossed back her hair and squinted at him. "I know," she said breaking into his sentence, "if she actually fights in those clothes, they'll slow her down a lot, and you want me to tell her so. Honestly, Goten, you are so predictable." She walked away from him towards her house, leaving him in a state of slight disbelief.
Later that evening, Pan was having dinner with Rosha and her mother. Rae was a very good cook and this wasn't the first time Pan had stayed over. Between bites, a lively conversation went three ways between the three ladies. When Rae went to get dessert, Pan turned to Rosha. "Rosha, I've been thinking, maybe you need to, wear something else for the actual tournament."
The redhead looked down at her baggy sweat pants and oversized t- shirt and brushed her tangled hair out of her face. "What's wrong with my clothes?" she asked.
Rae walked in with three slices of chocolate cake. "I'll tell you what's the matter with your clothes, Rosha," she said, handing both girls a piece of the cake, and then seating herself.
"They're much too baggy," Rae continued. "You should know that baggy clothing restricts your speed. It's not as if you don't have other things you can wear."
Rosha colored slightly and protested, "but, mom, those things are, well ... revealing."
Rae rolled her eyes and Pan nearly choked on her cake. "So what is the problem? The last time we went to the beach with Marron, you had just about every single guy drooling all over you. You have nothing to be shy about with a body like yours," the raven-haired girl countered. Brushing back a strand of her red hair, Rosha sighed in defeat. "Fine, but you probably won't recognize me."
"I'm sure we'll know."
"You think the others will know it's me?"
"Do you mean the others... or just Goten?"
Rosha's face was hidden by her hair and her reply was muffled and barely audible. Pan leaned closer and asked, "What did you say? I didn't quite hear you."
Rosha lifted her hair and looked directly at her friend. "I said, he probably wouldn't care."
Pan raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't be so sure. He talks about you more than any other girl."
"Stop lying. What could he possibly have to say about me?"
"I don't know, but all I hear is how skilled you are and frankly it's a bit too much for me."
Rosha shook her head briskly and picked up her fork. There was no way Pan could be serious. "Anyway," she said, changing the subject, "be sure to look for me at the Tournament and look carefully because if you don't, you probably won't be able to find me at all."
Pan waved a hand in dismissal. "Trust me, I will be able to find you okay? Stop worrying," she said, shoveling in another bite of the chocolate cake.
How can I stop worrying?, Rosha thought. This is only the most important thing in my life right now.
That's chapter 3! Hope y'all enjoyed it! Don't forget to write your reviews. Talk to you in Chapter 4!