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Last time on Tekkaman Z!

Shinya is brought back to the Command Center in bad condition—Axe's villainous vodka sent his BAC sky-high! But he'll be all right; he's in competent hands!

                Omega (with cape flapping and lance at side): "…another region of the cosmos!"

Meanwhile, Ringo is kicking Radam rootie-poo with the Soltekkaman zitron gun! Oh no! He's out of ammo! Wait, what's this? Lance fell on top of the bugger, killing his own alien ally! Thank God for calculus! But it's not over yet, Ringo—Lance is not amused! The towering tyrant sets his sights on the spiffy Space Knight! Luckily, a new challenger steps in to save the day!

                Old man: "Respect your elders!"

                Jade: "Go uncle."

Elsewhere, could it be that Aki is cheating on Takaya? Who's this new white-haired guy?

                Takaya: "Aki, I know you've been cheating on me."

Aki breaks down and releases a torrent of tears! But lo and behold, Lance, now fully healed, challenges Blade to a duel! This discussion'll have to wait, Aki…

                Lance: "What did you say? I couldn't quite hear…"

                Blade: "VOL-TEKKA!"

                Lance: "NOOOOOOOOOO…"

Most importantly, the sly Shinya has finally called up the beautiful Bulma to ask for a meeting about the moribund Miyuki! Just how much time does Miyuki have left? Who the heck was that blond guy? Will the purported plot finally progress? Or will it Drag-On Ball? We may find out today, on…

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Tekkaman Z

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Episode 5: The Remedy Revealed

By: Kajitani Eizan

Setting: Day 2, Around 8:00 AM, Omega's super-secret base on the far side of the moon.

Miyuki Meter: 55.5 hours remaining.

                The sticky, pinkish fluid pulsated as it flowed around the limp form of the beige Tekkaman, sealing cracks in its armor and mending its charred flesh. The used healing fluid exited the healing pod by way of translucent pink veins that disappeared into the floor. Fresh healing fluid flowed into the pod via other translucent pink veins that protruded from the ceiling. Indeed, the healing pod was a technological masterpiece.

                This is not to say that Omega had any clue as to how it worked, only that he knew how to work it and how useful an invention it was.

                "Hmm…" mused Omega. "Perhaps the fluid contains Radam DNA…nah, that's a stupid explanation…"

                The beige Tekkaman inside the pod began to stir. Within seconds, it opened its eyes—or rather, the human inside opened it eyes; the Tekkaman armor had no eyelids to open.

                "Tekkaman Lance…" intoned Omega. "You are a failure."

                Lance winced. "But sire…how was I supposed to know that the episode was about to fin—"

                "SILENCE, FOOL!" thundered Omega's voice. "You must not be so courteous and chivalrous next time! Be glad, for I have rejuvenated you, pathetic as you are."

                Lance stepped out of the healing pod and flashed a red eye. "I am ready to serve you, sire."

                "Anyway," continued Omega, "you must now go train in the Parabolic Epoch Cabin in preparation for Operation: Body Unit Diversion to become the next level of Tekkaman."

                "I'll become…Super Radam-jin 24?" gasped Lance.

                "…No."

                "Ah, then it must be…a Blastor Tekkaman!"

                "No…that's for later in the plot…maybe."

                Lance stared at Omega, confused. But then, what could he…oh no. Please, God, no—

                "You will inherit…" Omega stated. "The Ascendant Voltekker."

                "NOOOOOOOOOO…"

***

                Everyone was silent on the way to Capsule Corp. Shinya was working on his Outlaw Star fanfic, Miyuki was watching Initial D, and Ringo was eating a chocolate bar. The most silent of the group were Takaya and Aki. Takaya just stared vacantly off into space, occasionally glancing at Miyuki to make sure that she was all right. Aki made sure that the Blue Earth was running perfectly fine. Both refused to even look in the other's direction.

                Why, Takaya? thought Aki as she barely managed to suppress tears. Why would you think that I would cheat on you? I love you so much…can't you see that I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you?

                Why, Aki? thought Takaya. Why would you cheat on me, and especially, why would you deny it like that? I love you so much…can't you see that I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt you? Why must you break my heart?

                Ringo shoved the last of his chocolate bar into his mouth, savoring the sweet, creamy goodness of the delectable dessert. He crumpled up the wrapper and threw it at Takaya, managing to nail him in the back of the head.

                Takaya whirled around angrily. "What was that for, jackass?!" he snarled.

                Ringo smirked. "Rowr! Someone needs a tampon!"

                A dull red crept up Aki's neck as she buried her nose deeper into the computer screen.

                Takaya flushed with anger as he jumped out of his seat and rushed at Ringo. "Why you little fucker! Don't you know I'm pissed off right now?! Don't you know about—"

                "Of course I do," returned Ringo. "And remember…there's always Galt."

                Takaya stared at him, dumfounded. "Nani?"

                Shinya read aloud as he typed, "…Gene grabbed Jim with the grappler arm…"

***

                General Galt sighed as he stared at a videoscreen with a live picture of Aiba Takaya on it. Another sock ruined…what must I do to have the Tekkaman Blade to myself? Damn those Space Knights!

                Lieutenant Melders sighed as he stared at a videoscreen with a live picture of General Galt on it. Another sock ruined…what must I do to have the General to myself? Damn that Tekkaman!

                Akamatsu Reiko sighed as she stared at a videoscreen with a live picture of Lieutenant Melders on it. Another sock ruined…what must I do to have the Lieutenant to myself? Damn that Galt!

                Reiko had met Lieutenant Melders quite recently. They had met in the hallway, and she was instantly taken by his good looks. Although he did whimper about some stupid message that he had to deliver to the Space Knights, she was easily able to convince him to 'inspect' a nearby janitorial closet with her. Unfortunately, Melders just took it as a one-hour fling…I want a more lasting relationship…

                She shook her head as she caught her breath. I have some pretty weird uses for socks, don't I…

***

                "Galt? You mean…" started Takaya.

                "Yes…"

                "…that I should join his Allied Military?! No fucking way!"

                "…That's not what I meant…ah, forget it," groaned Ringo as he lazily punched Takaya's arm, conveniently destroying the bug that was planted there.

                Luckily, Galt was not paying attention to the conversation at this time, for he was already fast asleep.

***

                Jamison, carrying a copy of Scientific American under his arm, suppressed a smirk as he walked into the command room of the Space Knight Command Center. Personnel greeted him as he walked to his comfortable chair at the front of the room. He sat down in his chair, swiveled it around so that he faced the back of the room, and opened his magazine. The surrounding personnel admired Jamison for his diligence. Although he needed to be in the command room in case of emergency, he didn't really need to do anything at this time. It was inspiring for the Space Knights to see their commander work even during his off-hours.

                Jamison suppressed a smirk again. He scanned the table of contents of the magazine that was hidden inside Scientific American. What a perfect plan…let's see…Hot Celebs, page 54…ahh…I love Playboy magazine…wait, the centerfold's on page 42! I'll check that out first…

                Jamison nearly drooled as he rapidly flipped to the centerfold. Others smiled as they noted his eagerness to learn more to perform to the best of his ability in his job.

                He gazed at the bottom of the centerfold; he always had liked to start from the bottom and work his way up. Wow…this chick's got shapely legs…a hot ass…a well-proportioned stomach…huge tits…man…those are big…I wish I could just…hmm, I don't want to stain my pants; let's not think about that anymore… Jamison discreetly readjusted his pants.

                Well…she has cute, thin arms…luscious brown hair…full lips…looks so young…hmm…wait a second, doesn't she look familiar? Jamison stared at the picture for a full ten seconds, then gasped in shock. He tore his gaze away from the nude centerfold and towards the right side of the room. His heart stopped beating for a second. What the…?

                Tina looked up from her work to meet his gaze. "Is something wrong, sir?" asked the blinking brunette.

***

                "Here it is," said Takaya. "Capsule Corporation."

                Everyone looked all around in wonder at the huge garden. The whole ground was covered in grass, numerous trees abounded with avian life, and the flowers—

                "Ohayogozaimasu!" yelled Bulma as she ran out to greet her guests.

                "Ohayo, Bulma!" shouted the Aiba family. Aki and Ringo politely smiled.

                "Follow me!" she said. "You're really early for tea, so I guess this will have to be a brunch date."

                Shinya noticed a large white sphere sitting on the lawn a short distance away. "Hey, Bulma, long time no see. Just wondering, what's that over there?"

                Bulma smiled at him. "That's my newest ship, the Aoi Chikyuu. Watch out, Vegita's training in there…you wouldn't want to get in his way!"

                "Vegita sounds like he's tough," whispered Miyuki to Shinya. "Too bad he's probably not tough enough to fight the Radam."

                "Yeah, too bad," replied Shinya.

                The group passed the crashed remains of the Aoi Kazegaima, Bulma's second-newest ship. The group walked on in silence, tactfully avoiding the somber subject of Miyuki's physical infirmity.

                The group finally reached the door to the Briefs mansion. Bulma motioned for the group to stay back.

                "Open door," commanded Bulma.

                Immediately, various naughty implements popped out of the walls and converged on Bulma.

                "Open door, not whore!" she shouted.

                The implements immediately returned to their respective positions.

                "…Pretend you didn't see or hear that," said Bulma in a low voice. The others nodded and combed the sweatdrops out of their hair.

                "Analyzing voice sample…" droned the porch computer. "Beep! CCVOICEANYLZ512.EXE [512-bit] has performed an illegal operation. Would you like to ignore this or reboot the system?"

                "Fuckin' WindowsOR…" cursed Bulma under her breath. "Reboot!"

                Bulma tapped her foot while she waited for the system to reboot.

                Five minutes passed. WindowsOR finished rebooting and played its customary "toilet flushing" startup sound. Shinya, startled, pulled his finger out of his ear.

                "Open door," Bulma commanded.

                "Analyzing voice sample…confirmed," droned the porch computer. The door opened, and everyone walked inside.

                Miyuki's curiosity finally got the better of her. "So…what's for lunch?"

                "I'm steaming Shinjo's Super Spicy Shrimp Surprise Sandwiches for everyone!" shouted Bulma in a salient-sounding way.

                Okay, I know this guy likes alliteration, but what the FUDGE?! thought Takaya.

                "But first," continued Bulma, "some tea."

                The trio whitened.

                "Sorry," said Ringo. "I'm a coffee person."

                "…I'd just like some water," said Aki. She looked away from Takaya.

                "Well, then, you three," said Bulma. "Do you mind tea?"

                "No, thank you," squeaked Miyuki.

                A fatal mistake. The twins paled further.

                "Ah, ah," started Shinya, "what she meant was—"

                "W, we really prefer—" stuttered Takaya.

                "I know, I know, you all like ginger tea!" said Bulma as she powerwalked to the kitchen. "I can't believe I still remember this stuff! I'll be back in a few minutes!"

                "NO, WAIT!" shouted Shinya after her, but it was too late. She had already left.

                Takaya whirled around in anger. "Miyuki! What was that for?! Don't you remember—"

                "I—I'm sorry, Takaya!" cried Miyuki. "I wanted to politely refuse, but…I…I didn't hear the question right!"

                "Miyuki…" said Shinya as he gritted his teeth. "Be brave. We'll face this new threat together."

                Takaya unconsciously generated his green Tek-set in response to the sudden flow of adrenaline.

                Miyuki stared at the ground, her eyes welling up with tears. It's my fault that my brothers are in such terrible danger…They've never had to face a threat as bad as this before…will they be able to stand up to it?

***

                "Here you go," said Bulma sweetly as she handed a cup of tea to Takaya.

                OW-HOT-HOT-HOT!! thought Takaya. He quickly placed his teacup onto the saucer on the table in front of him.

                "Um…thank you…" replied Miyuki as she wisely accepted the teacup by the handle.

                "And here you go, Shinya," continued Bulma. Shinya gingerly accepted the cup of ginger tea.

                Takaya held his breath. If I hold my breath, I won't be able to taste it as much…it should be okay…I hope… He closed his eyes and took a sip.

***

                Vegita stepped out of the training pod, still rubbing his forehead with his sweat towel. Ahh, he thought. What a peaceful day. A perfect day to do some training, hopefully kick Kakarotto's ass, and mercilessly pound that woman's training dummy—

                "AAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

***

                Everything happened in slow motion. Bulma turned around to face Takaya. It took a full second for her to notice that something was wrong. Her eyes widened in shock; he mouth dropped open. Miyuki dropped her teacup, her eyes following Takaya's convulsions. Ringo slowly lifted up his finger, pointed, and laughed. Aki nearly choked on her water from the force of her head turning to see what was wrong with Takaya. Shinya hurled the blue, green, and white contents of his teacup into a nearby garbage can with unerring aim.

                Takaya's convulsions stopped. He grew still.

                "T…Takaya…" managed Aki. She quickly ran over to his side. Ohmygod please tell me you're still alive!

                She lifted her glass to his blue lips. "Takaya, drink this!"

                Takaya greedily accepted the crystal-clear water. After a moment, with Aki's help, he sat up, his back propped up against the sofa.

                "Takaya," said Bulma with concern. "Are you all right?"

                Better than I thought I would be, he thought. That wasn't so bad.

                Aloud, he said, "Sorry to alarm you. What happened is…um…I…er…"

                "Bit your tongue," supplied Shinya.

                "Yes, I bit my tongue!" said Takaya. Good save, bro.

                "Ah, okay!" said Bulma said cheerily, not noticing that anything was amiss.

                "By the way, that tea was great!" exclaimed Shinya.

                Miyuki stared at him. Takaya was too busy with his own thoughts to notice.

                That's twice now that my body has dealt with dangerous chemicals, he thought. Can it take much more of this? Or will I have to evolve into that Blastor shit that Lance was talking about in the first scene?

***

                Melders sighed. "Sorry, Akamatsu-san, I can't have dinner with you on Friday."

                Reiko pouted. "But…but why?"

                Because I might have dinner with Galt-sama on Friday, he thought. Aloud, he said, "Because I need to go over some papers for the General."

                Reiko narrowed her eyes. "For the General, huh…well then, I'd better get going." She frowned as she turned around. "I wouldn't want to get in the way."

                Melders stared at her as she left. She's nice, but Galt-sama…Galt-sama is way beyond her level…

***

                "Ah, so must be the Vegita that we've been hearing about," said Shinya as Vegita walked into the house.

                "That's right, kid," replied Vegita.

                "Guys, this is my husband Vegita," introduced Bulma, "and Vegita, these are Kisaragi Aki and Ringo Richards, and these are Aiba Takaya, Shinya, and Miyuki. I used to know them when they were kids."

                "So what's going on these days?" inquired Vegita. He helped himself to a can of Misato brand beer.

                "Oh, nothing much," replied Takaya. "Just fighting off the Radam that have invaded our planet and might possibly enslave all of humanity with their spore plants."

                "Oh," said Vegita. "That sucks." He left to take a shower.

                The group sat in silence for a few moments.

                "Okay," said Takaya. "Now to the point."

                "Yeah?" said Bulma.

                "I'm desperately sick," said Miyuki. "I have about 52.5217 hours left to live."

                "That sucks," said Bulma. "How'd you get sick?"

                "I prematurely broke out of the Radam Tekka-system, causing the fail-safe to kick in, which is slowly killing me," explained Miyuki. "Can you save me?"

                Bulma thought for a moment, then lifted up her head. "Of course!"

***

                "How is it in there?" inquired Sword. She was talking to Lance over the intercom.

                "Bad," he responded.

                "So is it really empty as far as the eye can see in there?"

                "No…"

                "Really?" asked Sword. "I would think that would be the case in the Parabolic Epoch Cabin."

                "Seriously," replied Lance, "It's much worse than that. There are—"

                "SILENCE, FOOL!" thundered Omega. "Did you master the Ascendant Voltekker yet?!"

                "No, master!" replied Lance.

                "Then why are you sitting on your ass talking to Sword?! GO FINISH YOUR TRAINING!!"                "Well, sir," replied Lance, "I'm actually standing, and I'm taking a break because I think my ass has taken enough abuse for today, and frankly, I don't see why the training should involve—"

                "JUST GO!!"

                Lance grudgingly shut off the intercom and resumed his training.

***

                "Really?!" exclaimed Shinya. "You can save Miyuki?"

                "Yep," said Bulma with a nod. Miyuki's face visibly brightened.

                "Then what will you do?" asked Takaya. He was staring at Bulma, eager for her response, a shining new glint of hope in his eyes.

                "It's quite simple," responded Bulma.

                No way… thought Shinya. It's amazing that Bulma can come up with a solution so fast. It's like…it's like her mind moves at the speed of light…

                Aki stared at Bulma, hanging on her every word. It's not possible… she thought. How can a person…think so fast…?

                 "Well," started Bulma, "You see…"

***

                "Beshimi…" said Lance. The short sniper moved one step closer.

                "Hyottoko…" The fat giant pounded his fists together.

                "Shikijo…" The muscle-bound man smirked at Lance.

                "Hannya…" The masked martial artist simply stared at him.

                The four members of the Oniwa Banshu group gathered around Lance with grins on their faces.

                "No, please," started Lance, "I don't think any of you are small enough to…wait, don't rip that! AUUGHH!"

                His training is going well, thought Omega.

***

                Ringo leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his head down, lost in his thoughts. Her level of thinking is beyond anything we've ever seen, he mused. It's almost…god-like.

                Bulma raised two fingers in a victory sign. "…I have a solution!"

                Takaya started to drool in anticipation. I can't believe it, he thought. Am I…

***

                …dreaming? thought Jamison. His eyes bobbed between his magazine and Tina's face. It just can't be…

                "Oh, wow!" squealed Tina. "So you finally found me in your magazine?"

                Jamison flushed red. "What...what are you talking about, Tina?"

                "I had sent in that item, and they must have printed it!" gushed Tina. "Finally! I was waiting for the day when you would open up your magazine and see me in there! I knew you would be proud! I'm so excited!"

                Jamison stared at her in shock as she jumped out of her chair and bounced up and down in sheer joy. Personnel in the command center stared at the scene the two were making.

                "Y, you…" stuttered Jamison, "sent this in, j, just for me?!"

                "Yep!" squealed Tina with excitement. She winked at him and gave him the thumbs up.

                I didn't know she was like that… thought Jamison, his mouth dry.

                "Actually," she started, "can you come to my room tonight to discuss the…article?" She eyed his copy of Scientific American and cutely batted her eyes.

                Jamison's heart leapt into his throat as he weakly nodded.

***

                "Okay, I'm gonna tell you now," said Bulma. The group stared at her intently.

                "But first," she said, as everyone groaned, "you'll have to promise to do me a favor."

                "Okay, okay," said Miyuki, "Whatever you want, I promise…just don't drag any of us to a Tenkaichi Budoukai or some other stupid karate tournament."

                "Don't worry, I won't," replied Bulma. "Okay then. Before I tell you how to cure your condition, you have to promise…"

                "Promise…" echoed Miyuki.

                "…You have to promise…" started Bulma. "…to marry Trunks."

                Everyone silently stared at the suave seller in shock.

                "That's just one burrito short of a Happy Meal!" burst out Ringo in irksome indignation.

                "Yeah!" seconded a big Mac.

                Everyone else just stared at Bulma.

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Next time on Tekkaman Z!

Bulma shows the Space Knights the way to the cure for Miyuki! But it's not going to be easy… And neither is Lance's path to power! Meanwhile, Sword has a little chat with an old friend of ours! And what's this? Jamison is visiting Tina's room at night? Meanwhile, Miyuki only has 52.4 hours left!

What is the cure for Miyuki? What are the Oniwa Banshu doing with Lance? What the fire truck is going on?! All this, and more, next time on Tekkaman Z!

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