A/N: I think that it's all falling into place now. It's been a long time, but I've been thinking about this chapter for a while. Everything starts to change right about now. I always intended for this to be a short G/CC fic, maybe even a one shot, but I like this story too much. Well, read on.
Disclaimer: No I do NOT own DBZ, I will never own DBZ, and that's the end of it. No matter how much I wish that I did, I will never be able to look someone in the eye and say, "I own DBZ." But hey, I do own Bemi, Senche, and Omoshi! And if you ask nicely, I might even let you use them!
Chapter 2: Meeting
One month passed by rather quickly for Chi-Chi. She spend the day alternating between beating the crap out of her sparring partners, eating, and meditating. Her father had even let her miss out on doing chores. Anything to keep her mind off of Goku. It was a shame, really. Gyuu Maou had really liked the boy, and had had such high hopes for his daughter and the young man. But that was all in the past now. The present was the Tenkaichi Budoukai, and Chi-Chi's training. Since he had been trained by Master Kamesennin, he would occasionally pitch in, but Chi-Chi was rapidly growing stronger than he was.
Before anyone realized that a month had passed, the Tenkaichi Budoukai was ready to begin. Three days before the Budoukai began, Bemi, Omoshi, and Senche all met at Chi-Chi's front door early in the morning.
"Are you all ready to go?" Senche asked the other two. Omoshi nodded wordlessly, while Bemi did a last minute check on her supplies, before she nodded. They all simultaneously reached out and knocked on the large oak door. It was immediately opened by the large king, and the three were pulled in. Gyuu Maou sat them all down on a large sofa, and went upstairs to check on his daughter.
Inside, Chi-Chi was rapidly folding items of clothing and throwing them in a large suitcase.
"What are you doing?" Gyuu Maou asked worriedly. He was automatically cowed by a furious glance that Chi-Chi threw at him.
"We don't know how long we'll have to be staying at Papaya Island. You never know what you might need," she growled, tossing a first aid kit into her bag. Gyuu Maou shook his head and closed the suitcase. "Don't worry," he stated, before an angry Chi-Chi could break his arm. "I'm sure that the island has everything we'll need. If we don't hurry, we might miss the registration. You don't want that, do you?"
Chi-Chi froze and blanched. "We have to go!" She screamed. Grabbing her suitcase and her father's arm, she ran down the stairs. She stopped when she noticed her three friends sitting down. "Hey," she said happily. "Are you going to be riding with us?"
The three rolled their eyes. Bemi crossed her arms. "And how else are we going to get to an island in the middle of the ocean, about 2000 miles away, with no ride?" Chi-Chi laughed sheepishly and then turned serious once again. "Okay," she said. "We have to go NOW!" She ran outside, and started hyperventilating when she couldn't see a helicopter anywhere. "Oh my gosh, how are we going to get there if we don't have a plane?! Oh, how can my life get any worse?" she cried, running around in circles and pulling at her hair.
She suddenly stopped when she heard laughter and a popping sound. Slowly turning around, she saw a large yellow helicopter, and everyone leaning against it, giggling madly. Senche, however, was rolling on the ground, legs kicking the air. Turning a bright red, she walked to the plane, nose in the air. Nearly pulling the door off its hinges, she slumped down in the front seat. Her father sat down in front of the helicopter's steering wheel, while her still laughing friends piled into the back. Her father punched in the coordinates into the computer, and let the ship do the driving. He turned around. "Okay, everyone, just two days and we'll be at Papaya Island. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride."
'Yes,' Chi-Chi thought. 'Two days. Two days until I become the strongest person on the whole earth.'
* * * * * *
"Go Fish."
The last days had been spent in a pretty lazy fashion. Omoshi and Senche were already on their 52'nd game of cards, Gyuu Maou was dozing in the front seat, letting the autopilot drive, Chi-Chi was busy meditating, and Bemi was standing behind Omoshi and helping Senche cheat. Omoshi turned around to glare suspiciously at Bemi, but a frying pan had somehow materialized out of nowhere, and Bemi was busy polishing it. As soon as Omoshi turned back around, Bemi held up seven fingers. Senche smirked and looked at Omoshi.
"Got any sevens?"
Omoshi growled and practically threw four sevens at his best friend. He shot another look behind him, but this time Bemi was intently reading a Dr. Slump manga. He glanced at Chi-Chi, whose eyes were now open and watching the card game with an amused expression on her face. Omoshi clasped his hands together and mouthed, "Help me!" Chi-Chi smiled broadly and shifted so she was now in view of Senche's cards. She grinned and held up two fingers. Bemi's mouth dropped open in outrage. Senche caught the look of indignation, and turned around, but Chi-Chi's eyes were closed, her eyebrows furrowed. He shrugged and turned back around.
"Got any two's?" Senche glanced down at his cards and growled, throwing three two's at his best friend. Chi-Chi smiled and looked back at Bemi, who seemed torn between anger and laughter. She opened her mouth to speak...
...and was thrown onto Senche with a jolt. The four teens landed in a pile on the floor. Bemi pushed herself up slightly off the floor. "What happened?" she asked A muffled response came up from under her. She looked down, and blushed down to the roots of her hair. Senche was just as red, as his face was forcefully pressed into her chest.
"Hentai!" she screamed, shooting up, and dumping Chi-Chi to the floor in the process.
In the pilot's seat, Gyuu Maou woke with a start. "Whaa," he said. "What... oh, we landed." Chi-Chi had sat up just in time to hear this last remark. She suddenly froze, then began running. "Get out of my way!" she shouted, tossing her father and friends out of her pathway to the door. Nearly ripping the door off of its hinges, she blinked as she was met with the sun's bright light. The she began screaming again. "Oh my Kami, we're finally here!"
Everyone else came crowding around. Her father nodded. "Yeah, we finally made it to Papaya Island. I wonder where the registration is." He started looking around until he spotted someone, and then walked over to ask for directions.
Meanwhile, Chi-Chi was bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet, while the three other teens were leaning casually on the helicopter. She suddenly started hopping up and down, biting her fingernails nervously. "Oh Dende, I don't know if I can do this," she stated suddenly. Her friends all laughed. "Oh, come on," Bemi said. "You're probably the strongest human being on this planet. No one else has a chance."
Chi-Chi shook her head. "Yeah, but all we've ever know is our tiny little village. How am I supposed to know..."
Omoshi suddenly interrupted her. "We have the same training as anyone else. Have you ever heard of anyone who can lift over two thousand pounds? Or that can completely demolish a boulder like you can? You're almost unbeatable."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully at him, and was about to answer when her father came back. "Hey everybody," he said. "The Tenkaichi Budoukai is about a mile to the right. We can just walk there in ten minutes. Let's hurry."
* * * * * *
Ten minutes later, the group reached the area where the Budoukai was going to take place. The crowd was suddenly a lot thicker, and heavenly smells where drifting toward the group. They all started to look around, trying to find the registration desk, when a large, booming voice drifted over.
"Attention please. Would all the fighters who wish to sign up for the Tenkaichi Budoukai please go to the registration desk, which is beside the large cotton candy stand."
Chi-Chi smiled at her friends and ran over to the direction that the man had been pointing to. Glancing quickly around, she spotted a long line in front of the registration desk. Sighing, she made her way to the end of the line. Tapping her foot impatiently, Chi-Chi drew closer to the desk, as the line started to move quicker. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the young girl, she reached the desk.
"Your name, please," the short, bald man sitting behind the registration desk asked.
Chi-Chi took a deep breath. "Maou Chi-Chi," she answered steadily.
The man smiled and signed a few documents. "Maou, huh? I remember your father well, young lady. I'm sure you'll deliver quite an exciting match."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully and nodded. "Of course."
The man grinned back at her. "Well, if you need anything, just find me and ask. Remember, the tournament begins tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock. Make sure you make it into the finals."
She nodded. "Ot-su," she said, bowing. She smiled back at him, and then turned to head for her friends. Spotting them in line at the cotton candy stand, she rushed over. "Hiya Chi-Chi," Bemi called out. Handing her a stick of cotton candy, the group meandered over to a large building. "This is it," Gyuu Maou said. "Our hotel. Do you kids want to go in and unpack, or do you want to go to the carnival for a while before coming back?"
The four teens glanced at each other for a second before they looked back "Carnival!" They chorused. Gyuu burst out laughing and nodded. "Sure, you're all free to go," he said, still chuckling. The group shouted excitedly and ran off in the direction of all the rides.
* * * * * *
"Come on Chi-Chi! We need more tickets if we want to ride the Ferris Wheel, and the rest of us are out of cash." Bemi whined. Chi-Chi sighed, digging in the pockets of her pants. "How many do you guys want?"
Senche laughed nervously and twiddled his fingers. "Not that many," he said. " Just a couple hundred or so."
Chi-Chi face-vaulted. "A couple hundred?" she screeched, struggling up from the floor. "Oh, come on, Chi." Omoshi pleaded. "It's only a few thousand zeni. You could only buy a C.D. or two with that much, and we need to stay occupied." Chi-Chi closed her eyes angrily and pulled out her money, counting it carefully. Groaning in defeat, she handed each of her friends enough money to buy a hundred tickets each. Shouting wildly, they all ran over to the ticket booth, exchanging the zeni for tickets. Finally, the group headed over to the Ferris Wheel and climbed in, Bemi sitting with Senche, and Chi-Chi and Omoshi taking a separate cart.
The ride started to slowly spin around. Chi-Chi turned to Omoshi. "So, what's new with you? I mean, didn't you break up with Airashii?"
Omoshi winced at the reminder. "Well, yeah, and bless your little heart for bringing that lovely memory back." Chi-Chi smiled apologetically. "Sorry. But, is there anyone new?" Omoshi leaned back in the seat and frowned thoughtfully. "Not really. But you know me. I don't form attachments easily. I don't wanna settle down for a good while." He turned to Chi-Chi. "How about you?"
Chi-Chi sighed and stared off into the distance. "Not really. I've pretty much given up on Goku ever coming back. It was just a silly childhood crush, anyway." Falling into silence, she jerked when she felt an arm land on her shoulder. Turning to Omoshi, she stared at him. He was smiling gently at her. "Don't worry." He said. "You love him. It's as plain to see as the sun. It ain't a normal crush, you know."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully at him. Omoshi was always the sweet one, unlike Senche, who was nice, but a bit blind when it came to people's emotional problems. She grinned. Except when it came to Bemi. Chi-Chi turned to stare down at the pair below them. As expected, Senche was busy frenching Bemi, who had her arms wrapped around him, a blissful expression on her face. Blushing slightly, she grinned at Omoshi. "Look down," she mouthed. He curiously looked down, and then blushed, quickly averting his eyes. Throwing her head back, she laughed loudly. All of sudden, she glimpsed something out of the corner of her eye. A flash of color, an orange that was brighter than anything she'd ever seen anyone wear. Spinning around, she searched for the color, eyes scanning the crowd for any trace of the color. Somewhere in the back of her head, she could hear Omoshi talking, asking her if she was all right, but she couldn't comprehend him. Memories that she tried to bury in her heart had resurfaced with a strength she had believed impossible. Scenes flashing through her mind faster than anything she had ever experienced.
A man with long, gorgeous black hair walked up to her. "I love you, my darling."
She was soaring up in the sky, flying on a golden cloud. "Kinto'un!"
A small boy with the wildest hair she had ever seen offered her an apple. "Here, do you want one?"
She was running after him now. "What about our wedding!"
It was the same boy. Except, strange, he seemed so much older. He was fighting. A tall, mean man that was bald. And he could fly. Normal people couldn't fly. Wait, why were there so many of him?
She was screaming at the television. She could barely distinguish her words, but she was cheering for the boy. What was his name? Oh yeah. Goku.
Who was shaking her? Slowly, her vision cleared. Omoshi was shaking her so hard that her teeth were rattling. Over his shoulder, Bemi and Senche were worriedly staring at her. "What happened?" she asked.
Omoshi stepped away from her. They all looked pale and scared. "Why the hell were you shaking me?" she half-screamed, her confusion rapidly changing into anger.
Bemi reached out and grabbed her hand, leading her to a park bench. "Chi-Chi, honey, you froze. Omoshi says that you were talking, then all of a sudden you stood up and just froze."
Chi-Chi shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "I can't remember," she said. "We were just talking, then I saw something orange..." she suddenly stopped, turning pale. Memories started pouring into her brain, and she froze.
"What's wrong?" Bemi asked. "You're pale." She sent a worried glance to the pair behind her, then looked back at her best friend. "Chi? Are you okay?"
Chi-Chi looked at her and forced a smile. "Yeah. I'm okay."
* * * * * *
The sun's rays streamed in through the window. Chi-Chi yawned and swung her legs over the bed. She stretched and arched her back like a cat. Smiling happily, she turned to the other bed in the room. Grinning mischievously, she grabbed the megaphone that she always kept handy. Sneaking up to the other bed, she took a deep breath and shouted.
"RISE AND SHINE, SLEEPY HEAD. IT'S A NEW DAY, AND IT'S TIME TO GET UP!"
Bemi woke up screaming. "What the hell!" she roared. Spotting Chi-Chi, who was rolling on the ground, practically screaming with laughter, she grabbed her by the front of her pajamas and screamed in her face. "That wasn't funny, you damn airhead! I can't believe you did that!"
Chi-Chi giggled. "A little louder, Bemi. I can still hear out of this ear."
Bemi roared and drew back her fist. At that moment, the door was practically broken into two pieces as three very angry and scared men burst in. "Where's the fire?" Senche shouted. The two girls froze and turned to look at their friends. As soon as they spotted them, Bemi dropped Chi-Chi, and the pair dropped to the floor in laughter.
Senche looked down and turned crimson. He realized with horror that he was wearing his purple Care Bear boxers. The other men were no less embarrassed. Omoshi was wearing pink boxers with red hearts, that had the words 'I love you' written on the back. And poor Gyuu Maou was wearing boxers that were decorated in roses, turtle doves, and cupids. They stormed out of the girls' room and appeared half a second later in their normal clothes. This only added to Chi-Chi and Bemi's amusement, and it took well over an hour to get them to quiet down.
An hour later, the group signed out of the hotel, and began walking over to the Tenkaichi Budoukai.
"Don't worry, Chi-Chi," Gyuu Maou reassured his daughter. "I know you can win. Just be confident." Chi-Chi nodded quickly and fiddled with her thumbs. Somewhere on the way, she had realized that with every step she took, she was one step closer to the Tenkaichi Budoukai, one step closer to fighting, and maybe even one step closer to winning. Or losing. As soon as this disturbing thought had entered her mind, she had grown so nervous that she almost stopped walking. It had taken quite a bit of convincing to get Chi-Chi to keep on going, but then she had thought that every person that she had ever fought had been extremely easy to beat. She was almost guaranteed a win.
Walking confidently up to the building where the tournament would be held, she turned around. "You guys have to promise to cheer for me as hard as you can. Until your voices go out, okay?" Chi-Chi pleaded with her friends and father. She was rewarded with smiles and thumbs-up from every single one of them. Grinning at them, she strode into the building.
Looking nervously around, she took in her opponents. Most of them looked like fairly easy targets. In fact, few of them looked like they could beat her at half of her power. She quickly felt around for the most distinguishable ki. 'Yes,' she thought. There were only two or three that could offer her a challenge. Frowning, she turned to the most prominent fighter. The tall, green one. Chi-Chi sighed. 'Yeah, he'll be a problem, the ugly green punk' she thought. He looked ready to kill, but she was confident that if she tried hard enough, she could handle him.
She sighed and looked around. 'Why is everyone so much taller than me,' she thought angrily. Standing on her tiptoes, she looked over the heads of some of the fighters. Ignoring the appraising and seductive looks she was getting from many of the fighters, she scanned the crowd for anyone else that might pose a threat.
Chi-Chi suddenly felt a new ki. It was strong. Extremely strong. 'But it can't be stronger than me,' she thought. Turning around, she searched for the ki, and froze. She could see dark hair that seemed to stick out in every single direction. A cold feeling seemed to settle in the pit of her stomach. She forced her way through the crowd, pushing many people out of her way.
And there he was. He was surrounded by several people. A pretty, aqua haired girl, a tall man with long black hair, and a short, bald monk. She straightened, a broad smile spreading across her face. It was him. The man she had been waiting for for over seven years.
Goku.
A/N: Aww, was it cruel of me to leave you hanging at the end? Tough! You'll just have to wait for the next chapter. The conclusion of 'Remember My Love' is almost here! Yay! I think this chapter turned out excellent! I'm really happy with it, but I need YOUR input. Please e-mail me with suggestions. Luv ya!
Disclaimer: No I do NOT own DBZ, I will never own DBZ, and that's the end of it. No matter how much I wish that I did, I will never be able to look someone in the eye and say, "I own DBZ." But hey, I do own Bemi, Senche, and Omoshi! And if you ask nicely, I might even let you use them!
Chapter 2: Meeting
One month passed by rather quickly for Chi-Chi. She spend the day alternating between beating the crap out of her sparring partners, eating, and meditating. Her father had even let her miss out on doing chores. Anything to keep her mind off of Goku. It was a shame, really. Gyuu Maou had really liked the boy, and had had such high hopes for his daughter and the young man. But that was all in the past now. The present was the Tenkaichi Budoukai, and Chi-Chi's training. Since he had been trained by Master Kamesennin, he would occasionally pitch in, but Chi-Chi was rapidly growing stronger than he was.
Before anyone realized that a month had passed, the Tenkaichi Budoukai was ready to begin. Three days before the Budoukai began, Bemi, Omoshi, and Senche all met at Chi-Chi's front door early in the morning.
"Are you all ready to go?" Senche asked the other two. Omoshi nodded wordlessly, while Bemi did a last minute check on her supplies, before she nodded. They all simultaneously reached out and knocked on the large oak door. It was immediately opened by the large king, and the three were pulled in. Gyuu Maou sat them all down on a large sofa, and went upstairs to check on his daughter.
Inside, Chi-Chi was rapidly folding items of clothing and throwing them in a large suitcase.
"What are you doing?" Gyuu Maou asked worriedly. He was automatically cowed by a furious glance that Chi-Chi threw at him.
"We don't know how long we'll have to be staying at Papaya Island. You never know what you might need," she growled, tossing a first aid kit into her bag. Gyuu Maou shook his head and closed the suitcase. "Don't worry," he stated, before an angry Chi-Chi could break his arm. "I'm sure that the island has everything we'll need. If we don't hurry, we might miss the registration. You don't want that, do you?"
Chi-Chi froze and blanched. "We have to go!" She screamed. Grabbing her suitcase and her father's arm, she ran down the stairs. She stopped when she noticed her three friends sitting down. "Hey," she said happily. "Are you going to be riding with us?"
The three rolled their eyes. Bemi crossed her arms. "And how else are we going to get to an island in the middle of the ocean, about 2000 miles away, with no ride?" Chi-Chi laughed sheepishly and then turned serious once again. "Okay," she said. "We have to go NOW!" She ran outside, and started hyperventilating when she couldn't see a helicopter anywhere. "Oh my gosh, how are we going to get there if we don't have a plane?! Oh, how can my life get any worse?" she cried, running around in circles and pulling at her hair.
She suddenly stopped when she heard laughter and a popping sound. Slowly turning around, she saw a large yellow helicopter, and everyone leaning against it, giggling madly. Senche, however, was rolling on the ground, legs kicking the air. Turning a bright red, she walked to the plane, nose in the air. Nearly pulling the door off its hinges, she slumped down in the front seat. Her father sat down in front of the helicopter's steering wheel, while her still laughing friends piled into the back. Her father punched in the coordinates into the computer, and let the ship do the driving. He turned around. "Okay, everyone, just two days and we'll be at Papaya Island. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride."
'Yes,' Chi-Chi thought. 'Two days. Two days until I become the strongest person on the whole earth.'
* * * * * *
"Go Fish."
The last days had been spent in a pretty lazy fashion. Omoshi and Senche were already on their 52'nd game of cards, Gyuu Maou was dozing in the front seat, letting the autopilot drive, Chi-Chi was busy meditating, and Bemi was standing behind Omoshi and helping Senche cheat. Omoshi turned around to glare suspiciously at Bemi, but a frying pan had somehow materialized out of nowhere, and Bemi was busy polishing it. As soon as Omoshi turned back around, Bemi held up seven fingers. Senche smirked and looked at Omoshi.
"Got any sevens?"
Omoshi growled and practically threw four sevens at his best friend. He shot another look behind him, but this time Bemi was intently reading a Dr. Slump manga. He glanced at Chi-Chi, whose eyes were now open and watching the card game with an amused expression on her face. Omoshi clasped his hands together and mouthed, "Help me!" Chi-Chi smiled broadly and shifted so she was now in view of Senche's cards. She grinned and held up two fingers. Bemi's mouth dropped open in outrage. Senche caught the look of indignation, and turned around, but Chi-Chi's eyes were closed, her eyebrows furrowed. He shrugged and turned back around.
"Got any two's?" Senche glanced down at his cards and growled, throwing three two's at his best friend. Chi-Chi smiled and looked back at Bemi, who seemed torn between anger and laughter. She opened her mouth to speak...
...and was thrown onto Senche with a jolt. The four teens landed in a pile on the floor. Bemi pushed herself up slightly off the floor. "What happened?" she asked A muffled response came up from under her. She looked down, and blushed down to the roots of her hair. Senche was just as red, as his face was forcefully pressed into her chest.
"Hentai!" she screamed, shooting up, and dumping Chi-Chi to the floor in the process.
In the pilot's seat, Gyuu Maou woke with a start. "Whaa," he said. "What... oh, we landed." Chi-Chi had sat up just in time to hear this last remark. She suddenly froze, then began running. "Get out of my way!" she shouted, tossing her father and friends out of her pathway to the door. Nearly ripping the door off of its hinges, she blinked as she was met with the sun's bright light. The she began screaming again. "Oh my Kami, we're finally here!"
Everyone else came crowding around. Her father nodded. "Yeah, we finally made it to Papaya Island. I wonder where the registration is." He started looking around until he spotted someone, and then walked over to ask for directions.
Meanwhile, Chi-Chi was bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet, while the three other teens were leaning casually on the helicopter. She suddenly started hopping up and down, biting her fingernails nervously. "Oh Dende, I don't know if I can do this," she stated suddenly. Her friends all laughed. "Oh, come on," Bemi said. "You're probably the strongest human being on this planet. No one else has a chance."
Chi-Chi shook her head. "Yeah, but all we've ever know is our tiny little village. How am I supposed to know..."
Omoshi suddenly interrupted her. "We have the same training as anyone else. Have you ever heard of anyone who can lift over two thousand pounds? Or that can completely demolish a boulder like you can? You're almost unbeatable."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully at him, and was about to answer when her father came back. "Hey everybody," he said. "The Tenkaichi Budoukai is about a mile to the right. We can just walk there in ten minutes. Let's hurry."
* * * * * *
Ten minutes later, the group reached the area where the Budoukai was going to take place. The crowd was suddenly a lot thicker, and heavenly smells where drifting toward the group. They all started to look around, trying to find the registration desk, when a large, booming voice drifted over.
"Attention please. Would all the fighters who wish to sign up for the Tenkaichi Budoukai please go to the registration desk, which is beside the large cotton candy stand."
Chi-Chi smiled at her friends and ran over to the direction that the man had been pointing to. Glancing quickly around, she spotted a long line in front of the registration desk. Sighing, she made her way to the end of the line. Tapping her foot impatiently, Chi-Chi drew closer to the desk, as the line started to move quicker. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to the young girl, she reached the desk.
"Your name, please," the short, bald man sitting behind the registration desk asked.
Chi-Chi took a deep breath. "Maou Chi-Chi," she answered steadily.
The man smiled and signed a few documents. "Maou, huh? I remember your father well, young lady. I'm sure you'll deliver quite an exciting match."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully and nodded. "Of course."
The man grinned back at her. "Well, if you need anything, just find me and ask. Remember, the tournament begins tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock. Make sure you make it into the finals."
She nodded. "Ot-su," she said, bowing. She smiled back at him, and then turned to head for her friends. Spotting them in line at the cotton candy stand, she rushed over. "Hiya Chi-Chi," Bemi called out. Handing her a stick of cotton candy, the group meandered over to a large building. "This is it," Gyuu Maou said. "Our hotel. Do you kids want to go in and unpack, or do you want to go to the carnival for a while before coming back?"
The four teens glanced at each other for a second before they looked back "Carnival!" They chorused. Gyuu burst out laughing and nodded. "Sure, you're all free to go," he said, still chuckling. The group shouted excitedly and ran off in the direction of all the rides.
* * * * * *
"Come on Chi-Chi! We need more tickets if we want to ride the Ferris Wheel, and the rest of us are out of cash." Bemi whined. Chi-Chi sighed, digging in the pockets of her pants. "How many do you guys want?"
Senche laughed nervously and twiddled his fingers. "Not that many," he said. " Just a couple hundred or so."
Chi-Chi face-vaulted. "A couple hundred?" she screeched, struggling up from the floor. "Oh, come on, Chi." Omoshi pleaded. "It's only a few thousand zeni. You could only buy a C.D. or two with that much, and we need to stay occupied." Chi-Chi closed her eyes angrily and pulled out her money, counting it carefully. Groaning in defeat, she handed each of her friends enough money to buy a hundred tickets each. Shouting wildly, they all ran over to the ticket booth, exchanging the zeni for tickets. Finally, the group headed over to the Ferris Wheel and climbed in, Bemi sitting with Senche, and Chi-Chi and Omoshi taking a separate cart.
The ride started to slowly spin around. Chi-Chi turned to Omoshi. "So, what's new with you? I mean, didn't you break up with Airashii?"
Omoshi winced at the reminder. "Well, yeah, and bless your little heart for bringing that lovely memory back." Chi-Chi smiled apologetically. "Sorry. But, is there anyone new?" Omoshi leaned back in the seat and frowned thoughtfully. "Not really. But you know me. I don't form attachments easily. I don't wanna settle down for a good while." He turned to Chi-Chi. "How about you?"
Chi-Chi sighed and stared off into the distance. "Not really. I've pretty much given up on Goku ever coming back. It was just a silly childhood crush, anyway." Falling into silence, she jerked when she felt an arm land on her shoulder. Turning to Omoshi, she stared at him. He was smiling gently at her. "Don't worry." He said. "You love him. It's as plain to see as the sun. It ain't a normal crush, you know."
Chi-Chi smiled gratefully at him. Omoshi was always the sweet one, unlike Senche, who was nice, but a bit blind when it came to people's emotional problems. She grinned. Except when it came to Bemi. Chi-Chi turned to stare down at the pair below them. As expected, Senche was busy frenching Bemi, who had her arms wrapped around him, a blissful expression on her face. Blushing slightly, she grinned at Omoshi. "Look down," she mouthed. He curiously looked down, and then blushed, quickly averting his eyes. Throwing her head back, she laughed loudly. All of sudden, she glimpsed something out of the corner of her eye. A flash of color, an orange that was brighter than anything she'd ever seen anyone wear. Spinning around, she searched for the color, eyes scanning the crowd for any trace of the color. Somewhere in the back of her head, she could hear Omoshi talking, asking her if she was all right, but she couldn't comprehend him. Memories that she tried to bury in her heart had resurfaced with a strength she had believed impossible. Scenes flashing through her mind faster than anything she had ever experienced.
A man with long, gorgeous black hair walked up to her. "I love you, my darling."
She was soaring up in the sky, flying on a golden cloud. "Kinto'un!"
A small boy with the wildest hair she had ever seen offered her an apple. "Here, do you want one?"
She was running after him now. "What about our wedding!"
It was the same boy. Except, strange, he seemed so much older. He was fighting. A tall, mean man that was bald. And he could fly. Normal people couldn't fly. Wait, why were there so many of him?
She was screaming at the television. She could barely distinguish her words, but she was cheering for the boy. What was his name? Oh yeah. Goku.
Who was shaking her? Slowly, her vision cleared. Omoshi was shaking her so hard that her teeth were rattling. Over his shoulder, Bemi and Senche were worriedly staring at her. "What happened?" she asked.
Omoshi stepped away from her. They all looked pale and scared. "Why the hell were you shaking me?" she half-screamed, her confusion rapidly changing into anger.
Bemi reached out and grabbed her hand, leading her to a park bench. "Chi-Chi, honey, you froze. Omoshi says that you were talking, then all of a sudden you stood up and just froze."
Chi-Chi shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. "I can't remember," she said. "We were just talking, then I saw something orange..." she suddenly stopped, turning pale. Memories started pouring into her brain, and she froze.
"What's wrong?" Bemi asked. "You're pale." She sent a worried glance to the pair behind her, then looked back at her best friend. "Chi? Are you okay?"
Chi-Chi looked at her and forced a smile. "Yeah. I'm okay."
* * * * * *
The sun's rays streamed in through the window. Chi-Chi yawned and swung her legs over the bed. She stretched and arched her back like a cat. Smiling happily, she turned to the other bed in the room. Grinning mischievously, she grabbed the megaphone that she always kept handy. Sneaking up to the other bed, she took a deep breath and shouted.
"RISE AND SHINE, SLEEPY HEAD. IT'S A NEW DAY, AND IT'S TIME TO GET UP!"
Bemi woke up screaming. "What the hell!" she roared. Spotting Chi-Chi, who was rolling on the ground, practically screaming with laughter, she grabbed her by the front of her pajamas and screamed in her face. "That wasn't funny, you damn airhead! I can't believe you did that!"
Chi-Chi giggled. "A little louder, Bemi. I can still hear out of this ear."
Bemi roared and drew back her fist. At that moment, the door was practically broken into two pieces as three very angry and scared men burst in. "Where's the fire?" Senche shouted. The two girls froze and turned to look at their friends. As soon as they spotted them, Bemi dropped Chi-Chi, and the pair dropped to the floor in laughter.
Senche looked down and turned crimson. He realized with horror that he was wearing his purple Care Bear boxers. The other men were no less embarrassed. Omoshi was wearing pink boxers with red hearts, that had the words 'I love you' written on the back. And poor Gyuu Maou was wearing boxers that were decorated in roses, turtle doves, and cupids. They stormed out of the girls' room and appeared half a second later in their normal clothes. This only added to Chi-Chi and Bemi's amusement, and it took well over an hour to get them to quiet down.
An hour later, the group signed out of the hotel, and began walking over to the Tenkaichi Budoukai.
"Don't worry, Chi-Chi," Gyuu Maou reassured his daughter. "I know you can win. Just be confident." Chi-Chi nodded quickly and fiddled with her thumbs. Somewhere on the way, she had realized that with every step she took, she was one step closer to the Tenkaichi Budoukai, one step closer to fighting, and maybe even one step closer to winning. Or losing. As soon as this disturbing thought had entered her mind, she had grown so nervous that she almost stopped walking. It had taken quite a bit of convincing to get Chi-Chi to keep on going, but then she had thought that every person that she had ever fought had been extremely easy to beat. She was almost guaranteed a win.
Walking confidently up to the building where the tournament would be held, she turned around. "You guys have to promise to cheer for me as hard as you can. Until your voices go out, okay?" Chi-Chi pleaded with her friends and father. She was rewarded with smiles and thumbs-up from every single one of them. Grinning at them, she strode into the building.
Looking nervously around, she took in her opponents. Most of them looked like fairly easy targets. In fact, few of them looked like they could beat her at half of her power. She quickly felt around for the most distinguishable ki. 'Yes,' she thought. There were only two or three that could offer her a challenge. Frowning, she turned to the most prominent fighter. The tall, green one. Chi-Chi sighed. 'Yeah, he'll be a problem, the ugly green punk' she thought. He looked ready to kill, but she was confident that if she tried hard enough, she could handle him.
She sighed and looked around. 'Why is everyone so much taller than me,' she thought angrily. Standing on her tiptoes, she looked over the heads of some of the fighters. Ignoring the appraising and seductive looks she was getting from many of the fighters, she scanned the crowd for anyone else that might pose a threat.
Chi-Chi suddenly felt a new ki. It was strong. Extremely strong. 'But it can't be stronger than me,' she thought. Turning around, she searched for the ki, and froze. She could see dark hair that seemed to stick out in every single direction. A cold feeling seemed to settle in the pit of her stomach. She forced her way through the crowd, pushing many people out of her way.
And there he was. He was surrounded by several people. A pretty, aqua haired girl, a tall man with long black hair, and a short, bald monk. She straightened, a broad smile spreading across her face. It was him. The man she had been waiting for for over seven years.
Goku.
A/N: Aww, was it cruel of me to leave you hanging at the end? Tough! You'll just have to wait for the next chapter. The conclusion of 'Remember My Love' is almost here! Yay! I think this chapter turned out excellent! I'm really happy with it, but I need YOUR input. Please e-mail me with suggestions. Luv ya!