Disclaimer: We do not own DBZ, Gundam Wing, or any of its characters.
However, Rika, Miryo, Pota, and Kenja are ours *grin*
Author's Notes: Thank you to Thorn and Chrono Cross for reviewing! ^^ *Flies into happy land* Lol, I thought the romance part was corny XP Uh, we kind of have writers block so the chapters won't come as fast as before...probably won't be 5 chapters in two days for a while ^^;;; Sorry for the long wait! The Silent Child***Rebby-chan went to Yellowstone, had her Internet cut off for a while, and we both had a homework overload so we couldn't post!
Oh, and this is going to be one of the "memory" chapters, like the previous one
"Blah" = talking
[Blah] = telepathic speaking
'Blah' = thoughts
*Blah* = flashback
Dimensional Destiny Chapter 15: The Past Present and Future
Kenja groaned as he woke up. The beatings from his friends hurt a lot, he swore he could feel the pain in his dream. Turning on his side, he knew that Rika was probably the first to wake again, and Pota was slumbering silently beside him. Deciding that he had nothing to do, he replayed the dream in his mind.
~Dream~
He was floating. Floating in space, somewhere. He saw the planets and suddenly, energy flew directly into his face. He flipped over a couple of times before he regained his position. Suddenly a voice rang through his ears saying his name. It was definitely a girl. Kenja felt two hands on his shoulder, but when he turned around, he only heard the girl singing. She was singing something in Japanese, but the only word he could hear clearly was the word "Yume". Yume meant dream in Japanese, but how come that was the only word he could clearly hear? Then he heard it again: "Yume". The beautiful melody flowed through his ears but suddenly, the song stopped and something gouged him through the stomach. Kenja felt the pain in his dream but then the girl took him in her arms and began singing again. Kenja opened his eyes and was about to see the girl's face but then he woke up.
~End Dream~
'It's just like that show I watched in the orphanage!' Kenja thought furiously to himself. 'Just when someone appears in your dream, you wake up when you're supposed to find out who they are!'
*Flashback*
4-year-old Kenja sat in front of the TV in the orphanage. Having been quick enough to get to the front row, he didn't have anyone blocking his view. He stared intently at the TV. There was a guy having a dream, and a girl was with him. Her face was covered in the shadows and the guy kept running to her, trying to find out who she was. The girl kept going further away but then the guy woke up when he caught up to her (I made it up...if its from a real show you know, please tell me).
Little Kenja pouted as the show ended, the guy pondering on who the girl was. 'That wasn't that great. Cliffhangers are bad.'
*End Flashback*
Kenja then silently laughed. He remembered after that, he had met Pota.
*Flashback*
Kenja bumped into another boy as he left the TV room. "Hey, watch where you're going!"
"Sorry," the boy mumbled as he walked away.
Then Kenja realized he was lost as a crowd of kids piled out of the TV room in all directions. Being the short guy he was, he couldn't see above the crowd. He sighed and turned back, following the boy he had bumped into. He probably knew the way.
Kenja caught up with the boy, but the boy suddenly stopped, which resulted in Kenja crashing into him. The boy was face down on the floor while Kenja was lying on his back.
"Watch where you're stopping!" Kenja hissed.
"You again?" The boy rubbed his head.
"Yeah, its me!" Kenja stood up.
"Why are you following me?" the boy curiously asked.
"I'm...I'm lost," Kenja sighed.
"Then you shouldn't be following me!" He laughed. "I'm lost too!"
Kenja fell over anime-style with a huge sweat drop on his head. "So that's why no one was going this way!"
"Whaddya mean? I'm looking for the kitchen. Isn't the kitchen this way? Isn't it lunch time?"
"I dunno, I never had a watch," Kenja shrugged.
"Wish I had one," the boy sighed. "Then I'd be able to tell when it's time to eat!"
"You like food don't you?" Kenja laughed.
"Yep. By the way, my name's Pota," Pota added.
"Kenja," Kenja replied, looking cheerful.
*End Flashback*
*
Rika walked around in the Gundam Pilots' hidden base. She was always the first to wake up, and had nothing to do.
*Flashback*
5-year-old Rika yawned as she woke up. She shared her room with her best friend Miryo, and Rika was always the first to wake up. Rika got dressed and silently closed the door after she went out. She would have an early breakfast then return to her room.
Walking towards the eating room, she bumped into a boy around her age.
"Watch where you're going!" the boy whined as he rubbed his head. "Geez, this is just like how I met Pota!"
"Who's Pota?" Rika asked curiously.
"He's my friend," the boy answered as he walked away.
Rika continued walking to the eating room and got her breakfast. Compared to the older kids, she was short so people didn't notice her. She waited a long time before she could have breakfast.
After finishing her meal, Rika began walking back, but as she walked back she saw a door ajar. Being the curious kid she was, she walked in. Then she gasped because it was Miss Akumu-Ribingu's (AKA Miss Evil) room. She was the worst caretaker in the orphanage, maybe even the worst in the whole world. Quickly, Rika stepped out of the room but crashed into someone's leg.
"Brat! What were you doing in my room?!" It was no other than Miss Akumu- Ribingu.
Rika was startled and could only stare at the caretaker. Miss Akumu-Ribingu then began yelling at her.
"You're such a brat! No wonder you're parents dumped you here they never loved you! No one can love an annoying child like you!"
Rika then felt tears threatening to spill, but she blinked a couple of times and the tears were gone. She closed her eyes and blocked out Miss Akumu-Ribingu's yelling. Soon, she looked up and Miss Akumu-Ribingu was gone - probably off to tell another caretaker an exaggerated tale of what she did.
*End Flashback*
Rika sighed as the memory came back. She was glad she didn't see Miss Akumu- Ribingu anymore. "No wonder you're parents dumped you here, they never loved you!"
"Morning, Rika."
She whirled around; it was Quatre.
"Something wrong? You seem sad," the blond Gundam pilot said, looking at Rika concernedly.
"Oh, nothing," Rika replied, but Quatre saw that something was bugging her.
"You want to go outside? Might make you feel better."
"Okay!" Rika followed Quatre to the outside of the base. It was a windy day, and the Z gang was sparring outside.
"Are they always this violent?" Quatre asked, watching Trunks throw Krillen into the ground.
"Yeah. They don't seriously hurt each other, so it's alright."
They strolled in peaceful silence, side by side. Rika was deep in thought, and was unconsciously following Quatre. When she started paying attention again, she saw that they were in a secluded area. There were trees providing shade from the sun, and a small river was flowing in front of them.
"I usually go here when I need a quiet place to think," Quatre told her. "No one else knows of this place."
"Except me, huh?"
"Yep." Quatre turned to her and smiled, but then it faded slightly. "So, do you want to tell me what's bothering you?"
*
Miryo flipped onto her back, staring at the ceiling. Rika, as always, had woken up early. The room was silent as Miryo thought. She thought of the moment of when Rika, Pota, and Kenja had spied on her and Trunks' conversation. She had been very furious and her temper had exploded.
*Flashback*
"Come back!" Miryo screamed as she was dragged Kenja along in a chokehold. Trunks followed after her, but Miryo's emotions had increased her powers.
"You're...choking...me..." Kenja managed to gasp.
"That's the point!" Miryo replied as she shot through the air, catching up to Pota.
"Shi..." Pota swore as Miryo kicked him head-on into a tree. Still dragging Kenja along, Miryo went to search for Rika.
'I should be safe here,' Rika thought to herself as she lowered her ki after diving into some dense bushes. She quickly peeked through the bushes as she saw Miryo fly by, Kenja screaming his head off.
Suddenly she slid out of the bush, scraping her knees as something hard hit her. Miryo had thrown Kenja at her.
Ignoring the small pains in her knees, she stood up and faced Miryo. "Miryo?"
Miryo's eyes were unfocused and glazed over as she punched her best friend. Rika, with her amazing speed, blocked the punch but slid on her feet from the force of the punch and fell backwards, landing on Kenja.
"Fu - " Kenja swore.
"Ah, Rika! Are you okay?" Miryo rushed to her friend's side, her eyes returning back to normal.
*End Flashback*
'Rika told me my eyes were unfocused, as if looking elsewhere.why were they like that?' Miryo pondered.
Then she thought about the orphanage, where she first met her friends.
*Flashback*
5-year-old Miryo tripped and fell on her face while walking back to her assigned room, which had changed again. A couple of older kids pointed and laughed at her as they walked by. A short boy came up to her. "Need a hand?"
Miryo nodded and they boy helped her up. "Thank you."
"No problem." The boy smiled. He then walked away, but crashed into another boy.
"Need help?" Miryo asked, walking towards him.
"Yeah, sure," the boy replied, as Miryo helped him up. "Geez Pota, quit crashing into me,"
"Not my fault you're always in my way," the boy named Pota shrugged. Miryo giggled, and the two boys joined in.
*End Flashback*
Miryo smiled. As kids, the four constantly ran into each other, and sometimes walls. It led to some funny moments, albeit painful. 'I thought we'd never get out of that orphanage. Everything that's happened so far is so surreal, sometimes it's hard to believe all this has happened.'
Feeling wide-awake now, Miryo got up, got dressed, and went outside in search for something to do.
*
Pota yawned. He had the weirdest dream last night.
~Dream~
Wherever he was, he was in a dark room, and he was looking at a scene where someone, a brown-haired boy, was sitting in a high chair - like a throne of some sort. The door opened, and a tall girl with long flaming red hair walked in, accompanied by another girl who had shorter black hair. Both walked towards the boy, and then stopped a short distance from him.
"Chrono, they have passed the test," the redhead told him.
"They have worked hard, the reward shall be theirs," Pota heard the boy answer.
~End Dream~
'Boy, that was weird.' Pota rubbed his eyes. He turned over and looked at the clock on the wall.
"11:30?!" Pota yelled. 'I can't believe I slept so long.' He wanted to get up, but for some reason, he was still sleepy, and he began debating with himself. 'Get up, or don't get up. Get up, or don't get up. Damn.' He decided not to get up. He lay there, thinking about the past.
*Flashback*
Pota, 6 years old, ran from room to room, looking for his friends during a game of tag. 'Why does this place have to be so big?' He ran down a corridor, turned left, and ran into a group of older boys. They were about a year or two older than him, but they towered above him.
"Goin' somewhere, squirt?" One of the boys stuck his face near Pota's. Feeling both intimidated and outnumbered, Pota backed away slowly.
"Dude, you're freaking out the kid," one of the kinder boys told his friend.
"So? The squirt ran into me," he replied, staring into Pota's eyes.
"Wanna punish the kid?" another one of the older boys asked.
"Maybe we should," answered the boy who was still staring at Pota. Next thing Pota knew, the four older boys surrounded him; the fifth, the one that was kinder than the others, had left the scene. The boy Pota had run into sneered, and raised his fist.
"AAAAAAARRGH!!"
With a battle cry, Rika charged into one of the boys. The unexpected attack sent the boy crashing face-first into the ground. Rika got up, standing on the boy's back.
"Pota, let's go!"
The boy Rika was standing on grabbed her leg and pulled, which made her fall onto her back. The boy stood up.
"Little girl trying to play hero?" he teased, nudging Rika with his foot. He pulled it back to kick her, when Kenja and Miryo entered the scene.
"Whee!" Kenja jumped onto the boy's shoulders, covering his eyes with his hands. Miryo grabbed onto his leg, stopping the kick.
"Ah! What the hell?!" the boy grabbed Kenja's hands, trying to pull them away from his eyes.
"Get away from my friends, freak!" Miryo yelled, releasing the boy's leg and shoved him as hard as she could. He fell over, and the four kids ran off, leaving the boys staring, dumbfounded.
*End Flashback*
Pota smiled. Whenever they passed those boys at the orphanage, the boys would avoid them, casting a few glances at their direction. There were several more bullying situations that had occurred back at the orphanage, and they weren't always triumphant, but they stuck together through everything.
Just then, Kenja walked in.
"Pot head, it's 11:45, aren't you gonna get up?" Kenja asked, sitting on the side of Pota's bed.
Pota yawned. "I dunno, still sleepy."
"Come on!" Kenja whined. "It's boring without you, the Gundam pilots are busy, Gohan and the others are sparring, I can't think of a way to bug Miryo, and Rika's." He trailed off suddenly.
"Huh? What's up with Rika?" Pota asked, sitting up. He stared at Kenja. He knew some sort of secret, and was itching to tell, but for some reason, didn't.
"Uhh, nothing," Kenja replied lamely.
[You leave me no choice.] Pota smiled. He stared at Kenja, and began reading his mind. He saw a clouded image of Quatre sitting with Rika, the two of them talking and laughing. Kenja had flown in, interrupting their chat, and mashed Rika's face into Quatre's.
"KENJA!" she had screamed, after drawing back from Quatre and blushing like mad.
Pota opened his eyes. "Dude, do you have a death wish?!"
"I couldn't help it, they were sorta close together, and they didn't notice me, and I was bored, so.yeah." Kenja scratched his head sheepishly, grinning. A strong ki suddenly passed by their room.
"What the hell?!" Pota stood up, staring at the door.
"Shh!" Kenja switched to telepathic speaking, aiming it directly at Pota. [Rika's after me, and she's really mad, so her ki's going berserk.]
[In this case, you should get out of here REALLY fast,] Pota said.
[Uh, why?]
[Can't you feel her ki? She's coming back this way.]
Rika burst into the room, five short daggers in her left hand.
"YOU! AAAAAAARRGH!" With a swipe of her hand, all the daggers flew towards Kenja. An adrenaline rush saved Kenja. His double-edged spear materialized in his hands and he managed to block all the daggers.
"AAAAAHHH!" Not giving up, Rika ran towards Kenja. Kenja jumped over her and went out the door.
"Rika, quit it, he just."
"AAAAAHHH!" Rika waved her hand, materializing her katana, and chased after Kenja, screaming all the way.
'For the sake of my love life, I hope not all girls are like this.' Pota sighed.
Author's Notes: Thank you to Thorn and Chrono Cross for reviewing! ^^ *Flies into happy land* Lol, I thought the romance part was corny XP Uh, we kind of have writers block so the chapters won't come as fast as before...probably won't be 5 chapters in two days for a while ^^;;; Sorry for the long wait! The Silent Child***Rebby-chan went to Yellowstone, had her Internet cut off for a while, and we both had a homework overload so we couldn't post!
Oh, and this is going to be one of the "memory" chapters, like the previous one
"Blah" = talking
[Blah] = telepathic speaking
'Blah' = thoughts
*Blah* = flashback
Dimensional Destiny Chapter 15: The Past Present and Future
Kenja groaned as he woke up. The beatings from his friends hurt a lot, he swore he could feel the pain in his dream. Turning on his side, he knew that Rika was probably the first to wake again, and Pota was slumbering silently beside him. Deciding that he had nothing to do, he replayed the dream in his mind.
~Dream~
He was floating. Floating in space, somewhere. He saw the planets and suddenly, energy flew directly into his face. He flipped over a couple of times before he regained his position. Suddenly a voice rang through his ears saying his name. It was definitely a girl. Kenja felt two hands on his shoulder, but when he turned around, he only heard the girl singing. She was singing something in Japanese, but the only word he could hear clearly was the word "Yume". Yume meant dream in Japanese, but how come that was the only word he could clearly hear? Then he heard it again: "Yume". The beautiful melody flowed through his ears but suddenly, the song stopped and something gouged him through the stomach. Kenja felt the pain in his dream but then the girl took him in her arms and began singing again. Kenja opened his eyes and was about to see the girl's face but then he woke up.
~End Dream~
'It's just like that show I watched in the orphanage!' Kenja thought furiously to himself. 'Just when someone appears in your dream, you wake up when you're supposed to find out who they are!'
*Flashback*
4-year-old Kenja sat in front of the TV in the orphanage. Having been quick enough to get to the front row, he didn't have anyone blocking his view. He stared intently at the TV. There was a guy having a dream, and a girl was with him. Her face was covered in the shadows and the guy kept running to her, trying to find out who she was. The girl kept going further away but then the guy woke up when he caught up to her (I made it up...if its from a real show you know, please tell me).
Little Kenja pouted as the show ended, the guy pondering on who the girl was. 'That wasn't that great. Cliffhangers are bad.'
*End Flashback*
Kenja then silently laughed. He remembered after that, he had met Pota.
*Flashback*
Kenja bumped into another boy as he left the TV room. "Hey, watch where you're going!"
"Sorry," the boy mumbled as he walked away.
Then Kenja realized he was lost as a crowd of kids piled out of the TV room in all directions. Being the short guy he was, he couldn't see above the crowd. He sighed and turned back, following the boy he had bumped into. He probably knew the way.
Kenja caught up with the boy, but the boy suddenly stopped, which resulted in Kenja crashing into him. The boy was face down on the floor while Kenja was lying on his back.
"Watch where you're stopping!" Kenja hissed.
"You again?" The boy rubbed his head.
"Yeah, its me!" Kenja stood up.
"Why are you following me?" the boy curiously asked.
"I'm...I'm lost," Kenja sighed.
"Then you shouldn't be following me!" He laughed. "I'm lost too!"
Kenja fell over anime-style with a huge sweat drop on his head. "So that's why no one was going this way!"
"Whaddya mean? I'm looking for the kitchen. Isn't the kitchen this way? Isn't it lunch time?"
"I dunno, I never had a watch," Kenja shrugged.
"Wish I had one," the boy sighed. "Then I'd be able to tell when it's time to eat!"
"You like food don't you?" Kenja laughed.
"Yep. By the way, my name's Pota," Pota added.
"Kenja," Kenja replied, looking cheerful.
*End Flashback*
*
Rika walked around in the Gundam Pilots' hidden base. She was always the first to wake up, and had nothing to do.
*Flashback*
5-year-old Rika yawned as she woke up. She shared her room with her best friend Miryo, and Rika was always the first to wake up. Rika got dressed and silently closed the door after she went out. She would have an early breakfast then return to her room.
Walking towards the eating room, she bumped into a boy around her age.
"Watch where you're going!" the boy whined as he rubbed his head. "Geez, this is just like how I met Pota!"
"Who's Pota?" Rika asked curiously.
"He's my friend," the boy answered as he walked away.
Rika continued walking to the eating room and got her breakfast. Compared to the older kids, she was short so people didn't notice her. She waited a long time before she could have breakfast.
After finishing her meal, Rika began walking back, but as she walked back she saw a door ajar. Being the curious kid she was, she walked in. Then she gasped because it was Miss Akumu-Ribingu's (AKA Miss Evil) room. She was the worst caretaker in the orphanage, maybe even the worst in the whole world. Quickly, Rika stepped out of the room but crashed into someone's leg.
"Brat! What were you doing in my room?!" It was no other than Miss Akumu- Ribingu.
Rika was startled and could only stare at the caretaker. Miss Akumu-Ribingu then began yelling at her.
"You're such a brat! No wonder you're parents dumped you here they never loved you! No one can love an annoying child like you!"
Rika then felt tears threatening to spill, but she blinked a couple of times and the tears were gone. She closed her eyes and blocked out Miss Akumu-Ribingu's yelling. Soon, she looked up and Miss Akumu-Ribingu was gone - probably off to tell another caretaker an exaggerated tale of what she did.
*End Flashback*
Rika sighed as the memory came back. She was glad she didn't see Miss Akumu- Ribingu anymore. "No wonder you're parents dumped you here, they never loved you!"
"Morning, Rika."
She whirled around; it was Quatre.
"Something wrong? You seem sad," the blond Gundam pilot said, looking at Rika concernedly.
"Oh, nothing," Rika replied, but Quatre saw that something was bugging her.
"You want to go outside? Might make you feel better."
"Okay!" Rika followed Quatre to the outside of the base. It was a windy day, and the Z gang was sparring outside.
"Are they always this violent?" Quatre asked, watching Trunks throw Krillen into the ground.
"Yeah. They don't seriously hurt each other, so it's alright."
They strolled in peaceful silence, side by side. Rika was deep in thought, and was unconsciously following Quatre. When she started paying attention again, she saw that they were in a secluded area. There were trees providing shade from the sun, and a small river was flowing in front of them.
"I usually go here when I need a quiet place to think," Quatre told her. "No one else knows of this place."
"Except me, huh?"
"Yep." Quatre turned to her and smiled, but then it faded slightly. "So, do you want to tell me what's bothering you?"
*
Miryo flipped onto her back, staring at the ceiling. Rika, as always, had woken up early. The room was silent as Miryo thought. She thought of the moment of when Rika, Pota, and Kenja had spied on her and Trunks' conversation. She had been very furious and her temper had exploded.
*Flashback*
"Come back!" Miryo screamed as she was dragged Kenja along in a chokehold. Trunks followed after her, but Miryo's emotions had increased her powers.
"You're...choking...me..." Kenja managed to gasp.
"That's the point!" Miryo replied as she shot through the air, catching up to Pota.
"Shi..." Pota swore as Miryo kicked him head-on into a tree. Still dragging Kenja along, Miryo went to search for Rika.
'I should be safe here,' Rika thought to herself as she lowered her ki after diving into some dense bushes. She quickly peeked through the bushes as she saw Miryo fly by, Kenja screaming his head off.
Suddenly she slid out of the bush, scraping her knees as something hard hit her. Miryo had thrown Kenja at her.
Ignoring the small pains in her knees, she stood up and faced Miryo. "Miryo?"
Miryo's eyes were unfocused and glazed over as she punched her best friend. Rika, with her amazing speed, blocked the punch but slid on her feet from the force of the punch and fell backwards, landing on Kenja.
"Fu - " Kenja swore.
"Ah, Rika! Are you okay?" Miryo rushed to her friend's side, her eyes returning back to normal.
*End Flashback*
'Rika told me my eyes were unfocused, as if looking elsewhere.why were they like that?' Miryo pondered.
Then she thought about the orphanage, where she first met her friends.
*Flashback*
5-year-old Miryo tripped and fell on her face while walking back to her assigned room, which had changed again. A couple of older kids pointed and laughed at her as they walked by. A short boy came up to her. "Need a hand?"
Miryo nodded and they boy helped her up. "Thank you."
"No problem." The boy smiled. He then walked away, but crashed into another boy.
"Need help?" Miryo asked, walking towards him.
"Yeah, sure," the boy replied, as Miryo helped him up. "Geez Pota, quit crashing into me,"
"Not my fault you're always in my way," the boy named Pota shrugged. Miryo giggled, and the two boys joined in.
*End Flashback*
Miryo smiled. As kids, the four constantly ran into each other, and sometimes walls. It led to some funny moments, albeit painful. 'I thought we'd never get out of that orphanage. Everything that's happened so far is so surreal, sometimes it's hard to believe all this has happened.'
Feeling wide-awake now, Miryo got up, got dressed, and went outside in search for something to do.
*
Pota yawned. He had the weirdest dream last night.
~Dream~
Wherever he was, he was in a dark room, and he was looking at a scene where someone, a brown-haired boy, was sitting in a high chair - like a throne of some sort. The door opened, and a tall girl with long flaming red hair walked in, accompanied by another girl who had shorter black hair. Both walked towards the boy, and then stopped a short distance from him.
"Chrono, they have passed the test," the redhead told him.
"They have worked hard, the reward shall be theirs," Pota heard the boy answer.
~End Dream~
'Boy, that was weird.' Pota rubbed his eyes. He turned over and looked at the clock on the wall.
"11:30?!" Pota yelled. 'I can't believe I slept so long.' He wanted to get up, but for some reason, he was still sleepy, and he began debating with himself. 'Get up, or don't get up. Get up, or don't get up. Damn.' He decided not to get up. He lay there, thinking about the past.
*Flashback*
Pota, 6 years old, ran from room to room, looking for his friends during a game of tag. 'Why does this place have to be so big?' He ran down a corridor, turned left, and ran into a group of older boys. They were about a year or two older than him, but they towered above him.
"Goin' somewhere, squirt?" One of the boys stuck his face near Pota's. Feeling both intimidated and outnumbered, Pota backed away slowly.
"Dude, you're freaking out the kid," one of the kinder boys told his friend.
"So? The squirt ran into me," he replied, staring into Pota's eyes.
"Wanna punish the kid?" another one of the older boys asked.
"Maybe we should," answered the boy who was still staring at Pota. Next thing Pota knew, the four older boys surrounded him; the fifth, the one that was kinder than the others, had left the scene. The boy Pota had run into sneered, and raised his fist.
"AAAAAAARRGH!!"
With a battle cry, Rika charged into one of the boys. The unexpected attack sent the boy crashing face-first into the ground. Rika got up, standing on the boy's back.
"Pota, let's go!"
The boy Rika was standing on grabbed her leg and pulled, which made her fall onto her back. The boy stood up.
"Little girl trying to play hero?" he teased, nudging Rika with his foot. He pulled it back to kick her, when Kenja and Miryo entered the scene.
"Whee!" Kenja jumped onto the boy's shoulders, covering his eyes with his hands. Miryo grabbed onto his leg, stopping the kick.
"Ah! What the hell?!" the boy grabbed Kenja's hands, trying to pull them away from his eyes.
"Get away from my friends, freak!" Miryo yelled, releasing the boy's leg and shoved him as hard as she could. He fell over, and the four kids ran off, leaving the boys staring, dumbfounded.
*End Flashback*
Pota smiled. Whenever they passed those boys at the orphanage, the boys would avoid them, casting a few glances at their direction. There were several more bullying situations that had occurred back at the orphanage, and they weren't always triumphant, but they stuck together through everything.
Just then, Kenja walked in.
"Pot head, it's 11:45, aren't you gonna get up?" Kenja asked, sitting on the side of Pota's bed.
Pota yawned. "I dunno, still sleepy."
"Come on!" Kenja whined. "It's boring without you, the Gundam pilots are busy, Gohan and the others are sparring, I can't think of a way to bug Miryo, and Rika's." He trailed off suddenly.
"Huh? What's up with Rika?" Pota asked, sitting up. He stared at Kenja. He knew some sort of secret, and was itching to tell, but for some reason, didn't.
"Uhh, nothing," Kenja replied lamely.
[You leave me no choice.] Pota smiled. He stared at Kenja, and began reading his mind. He saw a clouded image of Quatre sitting with Rika, the two of them talking and laughing. Kenja had flown in, interrupting their chat, and mashed Rika's face into Quatre's.
"KENJA!" she had screamed, after drawing back from Quatre and blushing like mad.
Pota opened his eyes. "Dude, do you have a death wish?!"
"I couldn't help it, they were sorta close together, and they didn't notice me, and I was bored, so.yeah." Kenja scratched his head sheepishly, grinning. A strong ki suddenly passed by their room.
"What the hell?!" Pota stood up, staring at the door.
"Shh!" Kenja switched to telepathic speaking, aiming it directly at Pota. [Rika's after me, and she's really mad, so her ki's going berserk.]
[In this case, you should get out of here REALLY fast,] Pota said.
[Uh, why?]
[Can't you feel her ki? She's coming back this way.]
Rika burst into the room, five short daggers in her left hand.
"YOU! AAAAAAARRGH!" With a swipe of her hand, all the daggers flew towards Kenja. An adrenaline rush saved Kenja. His double-edged spear materialized in his hands and he managed to block all the daggers.
"AAAAAHHH!" Not giving up, Rika ran towards Kenja. Kenja jumped over her and went out the door.
"Rika, quit it, he just."
"AAAAAHHH!" Rika waved her hand, materializing her katana, and chased after Kenja, screaming all the way.
'For the sake of my love life, I hope not all girls are like this.' Pota sighed.