Chapter 2 - Meeting
"This place...so full of life." Trunks said, off-hand.
The two young warriors had just reached the center of Nerima. They stood at a corner as they watched the cars come and go.
"This place doesn't look as advanced as our world." "Ya, I know. None of our flying cars. At least cell phones are in use." Goten said. "But they're HUGE! How do they carry those things?!" Trunks exclaimed, as he saw a woman stroll by, cell phone in one hand, and checkbook in the other.
"They sure know how to occupy themselves, heh." Goten said. They snickered at that. "...Hm...that power is getting closer..." Trunks said. "I can feel another power coming from his direction. He's possibly being followed." Goten said, eyebrows furrowed. "Well, let's check it out, but don't act too interested." "Right." Goten nodded.
Ranma was on his way to the Nekohanten, as he felt the pricking feeling in the back of his neck increase greatly. He realized that someone or something powerful was close by. He was a bit relieved when he found no evil intentions in them. He looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Though he saw two guys across the street dressed a bit...weird.
One looked very futuristic, wearing a jacket with a circular logo on the sleeves. The other guy was wearing a sweater that had "Son Goten" embroidered across the chest. His sweatpants looked normal enough. But their shoes...was that a new style? No laces...that's good... Both pairs of shoes were similar in style, but shaded a bit differently. "Son Goten"'s shoes were black, the other's were grey. He looked at their faces...
*Whoa! They're young! Definitely around my age!* Ranma thought, excitement beginning to grow in him. *But they look STRONG! They could give Ryoga a run for his money...* His thoughts trailed off as he and the two other guys made eye contact.
All three individuals froze in place.
*This must be the power we're feeling...from him? Compared to what I've seen so far, he looks like a fighter.* Goten smiled inwardly at that. Maybe he could ask for a spar later...that is...if he could catch his name.
*I'll admit, his power stands out above almost everyone else in the city. The way he's dressed...he's always ready for a fight. I like him already!* Trunks evaluated the teen across the street.
Both Goten and Trunks stiffened a bit more as another strong power level slowly made its way toward their general vicinity. True, it was nothing to the two half-Saiyans, but they noticed that the power was equal, if not more powerful, to the teen across the street.
Seconds later, the second power level made itself known. And known it became...
"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!" Another teenage boy, dark yellow (if there is such a thing) top with dark pants, and a black/yellow colored bandanna, charged the teen across the street.
"Ryoga! I really have no time for this crap!" Ranma shouted back, annoyed.
And a fight ensued. More like practice for Ranma, as he dodged every blow that was thrown his way.
Goten and Trunks watched with interest. They had wondered if they had any sort of strong fighters on this Earth. Well, these two were the strongest so far. One of them was named Ryoga, as they heard it.
The fight ended soon after as Ranma managed to toss Ryoga into the canal. The curse was activated immediately, and Ryoga seemed to disappear underwater. His clothes were all that remained.
Ranma leaned against the fence, sinking to a sitting position to regain his breath. He looked up to see if the two other teenagers were still there. He caught sight of them across the street, but now they were smiling!
*Uh-oh, I'm not likin' this a bit!* Ranma thought. He frowned inwardly, but he kept his facade cool. He blinked, and the two started to walk toward him. Ranma sat, regaining his bearings. Soon the two stood in front of Ranma, looking down at him. The wild, black-haired one spoke first.
"You took care of that guy as if it was an everyday chore!" he said, cheerful. "You're a great fighter." The purple-haired teen stood and grunted his agreement. He then extended a hand to Ranma.
"Need a hand, man?" Ranma smiled slightly, and took it, standing once again.
"So, you two new around the area? I've never seen you around these parts before." Ranma inquired to the two.
Both got visibly nervous at that.
"What's wrong? You lost?"
The purple-haired teen spoke up. "Sort of. Let's just say that we've never been around here before. What town is this anyway?"
"This is the Nerima district of Tokyo. If you're wondering about the country, you're in Japan." Ranma replied.
"Wow, I guess we're really lost then!" Goten said, flashing the classic Son family smile. His right hand scratched the back of his head.
"Jeez, what planet are you from?" Ranma asked, without thinking. The two froze at that. "Uh, sorry, I was just kidding, you know..." Ranma rapidly snuck that line in.
The purple-haired teen gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it. We'll tell our story soon, if you're willing to hear it. Oh, by the way, what' your name?"
Ranma puffed out slightly, not noticed by the other two. "The name's Ranma Saotome, heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts."
*Nice...My dad would like him.* Trunks smiled at that thought.
"I'm Trunks Briefs. I'll tell you more about me and my friend here later." The other guy nodded. "Yeah, I'm Son Goten. Me and Trunks go back a while."
Ranma chuckled. "Heh, just like me and that guy I was fighting. His name is Ryoga Hibiki. We go back a bit as well. I'll tell you more." He paused "How about I take you guys to where I stay. I live with another family, and I'm sure you'll like them...with maybe one exception."
"What's that?" Goten asked, tilting his head a bit. "One of the girls is liable to lash out at you if you say or do the wrong thing. She's a violent tomboy, but you'll get used it."
"Oh, I don't think we'll be going anywhere for a while. Wanna go?" Trunks asked Goten. "Yeah! I wanna meet the girls!" Ranma and Trunks facefault.
"Eh, hehe, don't mind him, he gets a bit giddy when you mention there's girls around." "...Yeah, I can relate."
Ranma , Trunks, and Goten chatted lightly, as they made their way toward the Tendo Dojo.
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"Washu, did you find out anything more on our new visitors?" Lord Katsuhito inquired. "Not much. I've yet to determine if they are hostiles or not. What I can confirm is that they possess great strength. They are capable of destroying the planet."
"I have a feeling that we won't have to worry about that, Washu. I don't sense any evil intentions." "Either way, I'm gonna keep an eye on them." "Good plan. Well, good day, I must get back to the shrine."
Washu grunted her acknowlegement. "I just have to get a sample from one of them...but I'll do both of them anyway. Heh heh heh..."
Up at the shrine, Tenchi Masaki swept the grounds. It was nearly evening, and he had to get done quickly, so he could be present in time for supper. In addition, he had a history report to finish up.
*Please let this night go peacefully. The last thing I need is another night of repairs.* He thought, remembering two fiesty ladies that lived with him. Oh there were others, but these two just couldn't keep from fighting, and wrecking the house. No one could really stop them either...not that anyone didn't try. Either until they tired out or Sasami scolded them, did they finally stop.
"Tenchi...come here, you..." A sultry voice whispered in Tenchi's right ear.
Tenchi sweatdropped. This was not going to be a good evening.
"Ryoko...can't you wait until I finish? I'll be down in a minute."
"Oh, alright. For your sake, I'll wait. Just don't take too long..." Ryoko blew in his ear, then teleported away.
Tenchi smiled. *Heh, that's my Ryoko. At least she's been listening to me lately.*
He stored his broom, and strolled down toward the house. A certain cabbit appeared out of nowhere, landing on his shoulder.
"Hungry, Ryo-oh-ki?" Tenchi asked. "MIYA!" The cabbit happily responded. "Well, give me five minutes, and I'll have your carrots ready, ok?" "MIYAAAA!" Ryo-oh-ki replied, and bounded off toward the house.
+++++ "Tadaima!" Ranma called out, as he entered the Tendo home, Goten and Trunks in tow. "Oh, hello Ranma, welcome back...oh, you've brought guests." Kasumi noticed the two new faces.
"I met these two down the street. They're new to the area, so I decided to let them hang around. I was going to show them around tomorrow. Do we have extra room for them?"
"Well, you two are in luck, because the guest room is big enough for two more futons. You can stay there, and bunk up with Ranma and his father."
"Thank you, Kasumi-san." Both newcomers chimed simultaneously. "Oh, no need for formalities. Just call me Kasumi." She said, her normal cheerful tone.
The two blushed slightly. "Ok."
"Hey, you guys wanna see the dojo?" Ranma asked. He was already at the door. "Sure!" Goten said. He and Trunks followed Ranma into the dojo.
As soon as they entered, Ranma quickly stretched, then started a warm-up kata.
Goten and Trunks watched for a few moments, fascinated by Ranma's fluidness of motion.
"Goten, we have to surpress our powers a bit. I don't think the people here can handle it if we fight as Super Saiyans." Trunks whispered to Goten. Goten just nodded in agreement. The two wouldn't expose their power unless absolutely necessary. They lower their levels to around Ranma's, just slightly higher than his.
"We're gonna have to get used to this feeling..." Goten whispered back.
Ranma finished his warm-up, and turned to Goten and Trunks, both of whom were looking at him intently.
"Well, don't just sit there! This is a dojo! Wait, do you guys know any martial arts?" Ranma asked them.
Both half-Saiyans brightened up considerably at this. Without a verbal answer, the two stood and jumped to the center of the dojo. Trunks removed his jacket, revealing his well-built frame even more. Goten began to stretch, as did Trunks.
*Boy, they do catch on quick!* Ranma watched them with interest as they prepared their routine. Little did Ranma know that the little match they would have would be nothing he'd ever expect to see from humans.
"We'll need the whole floor of the dojo, so could you sit and watch for a bit? Sorry about this." Trunks said.
"Aw, no prob. This may make my day less boring!" They all smiled at that.
It all happened in a flash. Without another word, Goten and Trunks started an intense sparring session. Each punch was blocked and/or countered. Ranma had a little difficulty following their movements.
*They're so damn fast!!! How long have they been training? I can barely keep up with their moves. They're all over the place!* Ranma's mind spun with questions. He was in pure awe, as the two half-Saiyans continued their fight. Ranma caught a glimpse of their faces...they were smiling!
"Ready, Goten? Don't overdo it. I don't want to damage this place!" Trunks said as they continued to light up the dojo.
"Whenever you are, Trunks." Goten said.
Suddenly, the two separated, each landing on opposite sides of the dojo. Ranma began to sweat a bit, as they saw their eyes.
*My God! They're serious!* Ranma did well in keeping his jaw from dropping.
"TRY AND STOP THIS! HAAAAAA!!!" Trunks yelled as he unleashed an open palm ki blast toward Goten.
"Unngggh...HYAAAA!!!" Goten unleashed his own blast, not expecting Trunks to use energy attacks this time.
The two blasts collided, and caused an explosion that rocked the whole city. Ranma was shaken badly. *Incredible! These two are strong!*
Smoke engulfed the entire dojo. Amazingly, the dojo's structure wasn't badly damaged at all. Maybe a few charred spots.
Trunks and Goten stood in place, each holding an open palm toward each other. They stared coldly at each other, holding the pose for minutes. Silence reigned in the dojo for a time.
Ranma regained his wits. "Watch where you fire those things, guys! You could have blown up the whole block with that big of a blast!"
*More like the entire city.* Both half-Saiyans thought. They dropped their stances. Goten sat on the floor, regaining his breath. Trunks sat against the far wall.
"I guess we're still even, Goten." "Hehe, yup!"
"What in the world is going on! I could have sworn there was an earthquake..." Kasumi burst into the dojo, looking rather frazzled. Ranma immediately jumped up and pulled Kasumi out of the dojo.
*What was that about?* Goten thought, confused.
In the kitchen, Ranma calmed Kasumi down. "Don't worry, it was just a tremor. You're okay, right?" Kasumi could only nod in response.
"That was some shake-up!" A new voice said. Ranma looked up, and saw Nabiki enter, with Akane close behind.
"I'll say...you guys alright?" Ranma asked. All nodded. "Okay. I have a couple of friends in the dojo. I ran into them down the street earlier. They're new to the area. Is it okay if they hang here for a while?"
"I've already given my approval." Kasumi commented.
"Are they going to be able to pay rent? I dunno if we can handle anymore freeloaders..." Nabiki said.
"I'm sure they'll find work. Besides, if things don't go too well, I'll ask Mom to help out." Ranma replied.
"Sounds good. When's supper going to be ready?" Nabiki asked.
"Give me about an hour. It should be ready by then." Kasumi said, waltzing back into the kitchen, and beginning preparations.
"Well, I'll be upstairs..." Nabiki paused. "Actually, I'd like to meet these friends of yours. They're in the dojo, right?" Akane perked up at this.
"Yeah, they're resting right now. They just had a spar..." Ranma trailed off.
"Hey Ranma, when's...oh hello!" Goten suddenly appeared. The younger two Tendo sisters jumped slightly at his sudden appearance.
"The name's Goten. Pleased to be of acquaintance." He bowed.
"Ah, forget the formalities. I'm Nabiki Tendo." She looked him over. *Not bad. He looks Ranma's age.*
"...I'm Akane. Delighted." She shook hands with Goten.
"Hey, it seems they've got the hots for ya, Goten." Ranma whispered in his ear. Goten blushed lightly.
"What was that, Ranma!?" Akane asked, her battle aura glowing.
"Hehe, it was nothing Akane, I assure you." She nearly melted at the sound of his voice. Nabiki had to lean on the kitchen counter.
*Ranma's right...but wait until Trunks comes in.* "Hey, Trunks! Come here and meet the family!" Goten called toward the dojo.
The purple-haired prince stepped into view. Nabiki blurred next to him, looking him over, treating him like a touchy-feely object.
"..." Trunks couldn't get his mouth to work. He was a statue, blushing furiously under Nabiki's gaze and touch. *NO, keep your hormones in check. You don't even know this chick!*
"Not a word, Goten...Not a word." Trunks shakily said. Ranma doubled over in laughter, and Goten smirked.
"Sometimes things never change..." Goten said to himself. He turned to Akane. "How about we leave them alone for a while. I think Trunks' head is going to explode, and Ranma's going to die from exhaustion...but that's no big deal." Goten said, with a laugh.
"Aren't you going to help your friend?" Akane asked, surpressing a laugh. "Naw, he'll be fine..." He trailed off, eyeing her. Akane's battle aura came to life again. "PERVERT!"
...And out came Mallet-sama. Goten, with his Saiyan speed and reflexes, dodged the incoming mallet. He went into a fighting stance, though he looked thoroughly confused.
"What the...watch where you swing that thing...HEY STOP THAT!" Goten yelled, in a rare show of anger. Trunks saw Goten's aura come to life. "GOTEN! Calm down! Remember, we're not at home here!"
Goten glowed in a silver aura, trying to keep his anger and power in check, eventually returning to normal. "Sorry...I'll do my best not to let that happen again..." He turned and went to the guest room. He found a chair, sat, and put his head in his hands. *Control...*
After that whole incident, the Tendo sisters felt a bit...smaller when they were around Goten. Trunks had to reassure them of things.
Note I'm assuming that Goten inherits his mother's temper, kinda like Gohan. Well anyway, I'll upload more when I find time. Have a good one!
"This place...so full of life." Trunks said, off-hand.
The two young warriors had just reached the center of Nerima. They stood at a corner as they watched the cars come and go.
"This place doesn't look as advanced as our world." "Ya, I know. None of our flying cars. At least cell phones are in use." Goten said. "But they're HUGE! How do they carry those things?!" Trunks exclaimed, as he saw a woman stroll by, cell phone in one hand, and checkbook in the other.
"They sure know how to occupy themselves, heh." Goten said. They snickered at that. "...Hm...that power is getting closer..." Trunks said. "I can feel another power coming from his direction. He's possibly being followed." Goten said, eyebrows furrowed. "Well, let's check it out, but don't act too interested." "Right." Goten nodded.
Ranma was on his way to the Nekohanten, as he felt the pricking feeling in the back of his neck increase greatly. He realized that someone or something powerful was close by. He was a bit relieved when he found no evil intentions in them. He looked around and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Though he saw two guys across the street dressed a bit...weird.
One looked very futuristic, wearing a jacket with a circular logo on the sleeves. The other guy was wearing a sweater that had "Son Goten" embroidered across the chest. His sweatpants looked normal enough. But their shoes...was that a new style? No laces...that's good... Both pairs of shoes were similar in style, but shaded a bit differently. "Son Goten"'s shoes were black, the other's were grey. He looked at their faces...
*Whoa! They're young! Definitely around my age!* Ranma thought, excitement beginning to grow in him. *But they look STRONG! They could give Ryoga a run for his money...* His thoughts trailed off as he and the two other guys made eye contact.
All three individuals froze in place.
*This must be the power we're feeling...from him? Compared to what I've seen so far, he looks like a fighter.* Goten smiled inwardly at that. Maybe he could ask for a spar later...that is...if he could catch his name.
*I'll admit, his power stands out above almost everyone else in the city. The way he's dressed...he's always ready for a fight. I like him already!* Trunks evaluated the teen across the street.
Both Goten and Trunks stiffened a bit more as another strong power level slowly made its way toward their general vicinity. True, it was nothing to the two half-Saiyans, but they noticed that the power was equal, if not more powerful, to the teen across the street.
Seconds later, the second power level made itself known. And known it became...
"RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!" Another teenage boy, dark yellow (if there is such a thing) top with dark pants, and a black/yellow colored bandanna, charged the teen across the street.
"Ryoga! I really have no time for this crap!" Ranma shouted back, annoyed.
And a fight ensued. More like practice for Ranma, as he dodged every blow that was thrown his way.
Goten and Trunks watched with interest. They had wondered if they had any sort of strong fighters on this Earth. Well, these two were the strongest so far. One of them was named Ryoga, as they heard it.
The fight ended soon after as Ranma managed to toss Ryoga into the canal. The curse was activated immediately, and Ryoga seemed to disappear underwater. His clothes were all that remained.
Ranma leaned against the fence, sinking to a sitting position to regain his breath. He looked up to see if the two other teenagers were still there. He caught sight of them across the street, but now they were smiling!
*Uh-oh, I'm not likin' this a bit!* Ranma thought. He frowned inwardly, but he kept his facade cool. He blinked, and the two started to walk toward him. Ranma sat, regaining his bearings. Soon the two stood in front of Ranma, looking down at him. The wild, black-haired one spoke first.
"You took care of that guy as if it was an everyday chore!" he said, cheerful. "You're a great fighter." The purple-haired teen stood and grunted his agreement. He then extended a hand to Ranma.
"Need a hand, man?" Ranma smiled slightly, and took it, standing once again.
"So, you two new around the area? I've never seen you around these parts before." Ranma inquired to the two.
Both got visibly nervous at that.
"What's wrong? You lost?"
The purple-haired teen spoke up. "Sort of. Let's just say that we've never been around here before. What town is this anyway?"
"This is the Nerima district of Tokyo. If you're wondering about the country, you're in Japan." Ranma replied.
"Wow, I guess we're really lost then!" Goten said, flashing the classic Son family smile. His right hand scratched the back of his head.
"Jeez, what planet are you from?" Ranma asked, without thinking. The two froze at that. "Uh, sorry, I was just kidding, you know..." Ranma rapidly snuck that line in.
The purple-haired teen gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about it. We'll tell our story soon, if you're willing to hear it. Oh, by the way, what' your name?"
Ranma puffed out slightly, not noticed by the other two. "The name's Ranma Saotome, heir to the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts."
*Nice...My dad would like him.* Trunks smiled at that thought.
"I'm Trunks Briefs. I'll tell you more about me and my friend here later." The other guy nodded. "Yeah, I'm Son Goten. Me and Trunks go back a while."
Ranma chuckled. "Heh, just like me and that guy I was fighting. His name is Ryoga Hibiki. We go back a bit as well. I'll tell you more." He paused "How about I take you guys to where I stay. I live with another family, and I'm sure you'll like them...with maybe one exception."
"What's that?" Goten asked, tilting his head a bit. "One of the girls is liable to lash out at you if you say or do the wrong thing. She's a violent tomboy, but you'll get used it."
"Oh, I don't think we'll be going anywhere for a while. Wanna go?" Trunks asked Goten. "Yeah! I wanna meet the girls!" Ranma and Trunks facefault.
"Eh, hehe, don't mind him, he gets a bit giddy when you mention there's girls around." "...Yeah, I can relate."
Ranma , Trunks, and Goten chatted lightly, as they made their way toward the Tendo Dojo.
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"Washu, did you find out anything more on our new visitors?" Lord Katsuhito inquired. "Not much. I've yet to determine if they are hostiles or not. What I can confirm is that they possess great strength. They are capable of destroying the planet."
"I have a feeling that we won't have to worry about that, Washu. I don't sense any evil intentions." "Either way, I'm gonna keep an eye on them." "Good plan. Well, good day, I must get back to the shrine."
Washu grunted her acknowlegement. "I just have to get a sample from one of them...but I'll do both of them anyway. Heh heh heh..."
Up at the shrine, Tenchi Masaki swept the grounds. It was nearly evening, and he had to get done quickly, so he could be present in time for supper. In addition, he had a history report to finish up.
*Please let this night go peacefully. The last thing I need is another night of repairs.* He thought, remembering two fiesty ladies that lived with him. Oh there were others, but these two just couldn't keep from fighting, and wrecking the house. No one could really stop them either...not that anyone didn't try. Either until they tired out or Sasami scolded them, did they finally stop.
"Tenchi...come here, you..." A sultry voice whispered in Tenchi's right ear.
Tenchi sweatdropped. This was not going to be a good evening.
"Ryoko...can't you wait until I finish? I'll be down in a minute."
"Oh, alright. For your sake, I'll wait. Just don't take too long..." Ryoko blew in his ear, then teleported away.
Tenchi smiled. *Heh, that's my Ryoko. At least she's been listening to me lately.*
He stored his broom, and strolled down toward the house. A certain cabbit appeared out of nowhere, landing on his shoulder.
"Hungry, Ryo-oh-ki?" Tenchi asked. "MIYA!" The cabbit happily responded. "Well, give me five minutes, and I'll have your carrots ready, ok?" "MIYAAAA!" Ryo-oh-ki replied, and bounded off toward the house.
+++++ "Tadaima!" Ranma called out, as he entered the Tendo home, Goten and Trunks in tow. "Oh, hello Ranma, welcome back...oh, you've brought guests." Kasumi noticed the two new faces.
"I met these two down the street. They're new to the area, so I decided to let them hang around. I was going to show them around tomorrow. Do we have extra room for them?"
"Well, you two are in luck, because the guest room is big enough for two more futons. You can stay there, and bunk up with Ranma and his father."
"Thank you, Kasumi-san." Both newcomers chimed simultaneously. "Oh, no need for formalities. Just call me Kasumi." She said, her normal cheerful tone.
The two blushed slightly. "Ok."
"Hey, you guys wanna see the dojo?" Ranma asked. He was already at the door. "Sure!" Goten said. He and Trunks followed Ranma into the dojo.
As soon as they entered, Ranma quickly stretched, then started a warm-up kata.
Goten and Trunks watched for a few moments, fascinated by Ranma's fluidness of motion.
"Goten, we have to surpress our powers a bit. I don't think the people here can handle it if we fight as Super Saiyans." Trunks whispered to Goten. Goten just nodded in agreement. The two wouldn't expose their power unless absolutely necessary. They lower their levels to around Ranma's, just slightly higher than his.
"We're gonna have to get used to this feeling..." Goten whispered back.
Ranma finished his warm-up, and turned to Goten and Trunks, both of whom were looking at him intently.
"Well, don't just sit there! This is a dojo! Wait, do you guys know any martial arts?" Ranma asked them.
Both half-Saiyans brightened up considerably at this. Without a verbal answer, the two stood and jumped to the center of the dojo. Trunks removed his jacket, revealing his well-built frame even more. Goten began to stretch, as did Trunks.
*Boy, they do catch on quick!* Ranma watched them with interest as they prepared their routine. Little did Ranma know that the little match they would have would be nothing he'd ever expect to see from humans.
"We'll need the whole floor of the dojo, so could you sit and watch for a bit? Sorry about this." Trunks said.
"Aw, no prob. This may make my day less boring!" They all smiled at that.
It all happened in a flash. Without another word, Goten and Trunks started an intense sparring session. Each punch was blocked and/or countered. Ranma had a little difficulty following their movements.
*They're so damn fast!!! How long have they been training? I can barely keep up with their moves. They're all over the place!* Ranma's mind spun with questions. He was in pure awe, as the two half-Saiyans continued their fight. Ranma caught a glimpse of their faces...they were smiling!
"Ready, Goten? Don't overdo it. I don't want to damage this place!" Trunks said as they continued to light up the dojo.
"Whenever you are, Trunks." Goten said.
Suddenly, the two separated, each landing on opposite sides of the dojo. Ranma began to sweat a bit, as they saw their eyes.
*My God! They're serious!* Ranma did well in keeping his jaw from dropping.
"TRY AND STOP THIS! HAAAAAA!!!" Trunks yelled as he unleashed an open palm ki blast toward Goten.
"Unngggh...HYAAAA!!!" Goten unleashed his own blast, not expecting Trunks to use energy attacks this time.
The two blasts collided, and caused an explosion that rocked the whole city. Ranma was shaken badly. *Incredible! These two are strong!*
Smoke engulfed the entire dojo. Amazingly, the dojo's structure wasn't badly damaged at all. Maybe a few charred spots.
Trunks and Goten stood in place, each holding an open palm toward each other. They stared coldly at each other, holding the pose for minutes. Silence reigned in the dojo for a time.
Ranma regained his wits. "Watch where you fire those things, guys! You could have blown up the whole block with that big of a blast!"
*More like the entire city.* Both half-Saiyans thought. They dropped their stances. Goten sat on the floor, regaining his breath. Trunks sat against the far wall.
"I guess we're still even, Goten." "Hehe, yup!"
"What in the world is going on! I could have sworn there was an earthquake..." Kasumi burst into the dojo, looking rather frazzled. Ranma immediately jumped up and pulled Kasumi out of the dojo.
*What was that about?* Goten thought, confused.
In the kitchen, Ranma calmed Kasumi down. "Don't worry, it was just a tremor. You're okay, right?" Kasumi could only nod in response.
"That was some shake-up!" A new voice said. Ranma looked up, and saw Nabiki enter, with Akane close behind.
"I'll say...you guys alright?" Ranma asked. All nodded. "Okay. I have a couple of friends in the dojo. I ran into them down the street earlier. They're new to the area. Is it okay if they hang here for a while?"
"I've already given my approval." Kasumi commented.
"Are they going to be able to pay rent? I dunno if we can handle anymore freeloaders..." Nabiki said.
"I'm sure they'll find work. Besides, if things don't go too well, I'll ask Mom to help out." Ranma replied.
"Sounds good. When's supper going to be ready?" Nabiki asked.
"Give me about an hour. It should be ready by then." Kasumi said, waltzing back into the kitchen, and beginning preparations.
"Well, I'll be upstairs..." Nabiki paused. "Actually, I'd like to meet these friends of yours. They're in the dojo, right?" Akane perked up at this.
"Yeah, they're resting right now. They just had a spar..." Ranma trailed off.
"Hey Ranma, when's...oh hello!" Goten suddenly appeared. The younger two Tendo sisters jumped slightly at his sudden appearance.
"The name's Goten. Pleased to be of acquaintance." He bowed.
"Ah, forget the formalities. I'm Nabiki Tendo." She looked him over. *Not bad. He looks Ranma's age.*
"...I'm Akane. Delighted." She shook hands with Goten.
"Hey, it seems they've got the hots for ya, Goten." Ranma whispered in his ear. Goten blushed lightly.
"What was that, Ranma!?" Akane asked, her battle aura glowing.
"Hehe, it was nothing Akane, I assure you." She nearly melted at the sound of his voice. Nabiki had to lean on the kitchen counter.
*Ranma's right...but wait until Trunks comes in.* "Hey, Trunks! Come here and meet the family!" Goten called toward the dojo.
The purple-haired prince stepped into view. Nabiki blurred next to him, looking him over, treating him like a touchy-feely object.
"..." Trunks couldn't get his mouth to work. He was a statue, blushing furiously under Nabiki's gaze and touch. *NO, keep your hormones in check. You don't even know this chick!*
"Not a word, Goten...Not a word." Trunks shakily said. Ranma doubled over in laughter, and Goten smirked.
"Sometimes things never change..." Goten said to himself. He turned to Akane. "How about we leave them alone for a while. I think Trunks' head is going to explode, and Ranma's going to die from exhaustion...but that's no big deal." Goten said, with a laugh.
"Aren't you going to help your friend?" Akane asked, surpressing a laugh. "Naw, he'll be fine..." He trailed off, eyeing her. Akane's battle aura came to life again. "PERVERT!"
...And out came Mallet-sama. Goten, with his Saiyan speed and reflexes, dodged the incoming mallet. He went into a fighting stance, though he looked thoroughly confused.
"What the...watch where you swing that thing...HEY STOP THAT!" Goten yelled, in a rare show of anger. Trunks saw Goten's aura come to life. "GOTEN! Calm down! Remember, we're not at home here!"
Goten glowed in a silver aura, trying to keep his anger and power in check, eventually returning to normal. "Sorry...I'll do my best not to let that happen again..." He turned and went to the guest room. He found a chair, sat, and put his head in his hands. *Control...*
After that whole incident, the Tendo sisters felt a bit...smaller when they were around Goten. Trunks had to reassure them of things.
Note I'm assuming that Goten inherits his mother's temper, kinda like Gohan. Well anyway, I'll upload more when I find time. Have a good one!