Author: Baby Buruma (I changed my name ^0^)
Disclaimer: What you think... LOL I don't own DBZ. BUT Inme is MINE!
Paring: Eh...
Summary: ... ummmm....
Note: READ Kitana Chan FICS! READ THEM ALL!
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This is kinda, well it is, an interlude chapter. This will introduce what went on during the year of training. It will also tell what went on with Veggie head and Goku and Chichi yea yea this will probably be pretty long...
THANKS TO MY WONDERFUL BETA READER! SHE HAS STAYED WITH ME THIS LONG! *HUGS*
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Chichi's mouth was dropped open in pure shock. She blinked staring at Bulma Briefs with her eyes wide open.
"You don't believe me do you?" Bulma asked. She already knew the answer to that. Chichi didn't believe her.
"Haha." Chichi coughed and placed her hands in her lap. "Don't believe isn't really the word of choice here."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Uh, well, what is the choice of word?"
"Insane."
"Wha!? Who, me?" Bulma exclaimed. Well, then again she didn't blame her for not believing such a thing. She didn't even really believe herself.
"No, not you. Just what you said. And well, yea, I kinda believe you, but you should know that it is hard for me to believe such a thing. I mean... wow. You're saying you can take a person's ki if you are hurt really bad just by touching him or her. And then you say that you had a dream about him but it was really real and I..." Chichi paled. She was confused. She didn't understand any of this. Well, she understood the fact that Bulma said that she could take someone's ki. But the dream thing threw her off by a long shot.
"How about we drop the dream. Because it was just a dream. I had dreams that felt like they were real too."
Bulma slowly nodded. After all, Chichi was correct. So, yeah, she was right about the dream thing, even though she could still hear his voice. And see his eyes and... ::Oh crap. Just forget it!::
"Now let's move back to the really odd part. You told me that you could take a person's ki. I know what a ki is. It is energy. Therefore, you can take a person's ki but only when you are hurt really bad," Chichi said slowly.
Bulma nodded happily. "Yeah yeah. That's it!"
"Okay..." the younger girl paused, thinking it over. Well, she knew the girl wouldn't lie... but... "Okay, tell me when this first started to happen."
Bulma grew quiet as she thought. It first started happening when... ah! That man! There was this man at the town where we met up. He was hitting on me and then he grabbed me, but let go. After he let go, my neck that was bruised healed," she explained.
"Your neck? How did it-" She coughed and frowned when Bulma gave her a look of 'You should know.' "Oh yeah, I remember." She knew not to bring up Vegeta, figuring that was a touchy subject.
"I see. Umm. Well, it's obvious that you are not lying to me, so I guess I believe you, even though I am the type of person who wants *proof*."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. She knew what the girl was getting at. She wanted proof. "Oh, come on Chichi! You don't need proof. You just have to believe me fully 'cause I can tell that you don't. I really need you to. PLEASE!"
"I, umm... Well, I believe you." She tried to sound truthful, but it didn't work. Bulma groaned.
"You want proof?"
Chichi coughed. "Well yea I do."
Bulma smiled before leaning over and touching her face. Chichi looked at her for a brief second, giving her a confused look. But that look soon passed when she began to feel drowsy. And tired. The next thing she knew was darkness.
Bulma watched as the younger girl fell onto the bed, unconscious. Bulma rolled her eyes.
"There's your proof Chi," she mumbled. A smirk appeared on her face as her hands moved to her stomach. Maybe...?
She slowly unwrapped the wraps that Chichi had carefully put on her and stared down at her stomach, but she could only frown. Sure, she had healed up. No blood and no pain. But the scars were still there! Why were they still there?
"Ooo, this sucks!"
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---*--- Somewhere---*--
"Prince Vegeta?" spoke a deep voice.
Vegeta glanced up from his thoughts and looked at the figure that had entered the room.
"Radditz. What do want?" he growled. He was irritated that the idiot had interrupted his mediation.
"Sir, Nappa and I were a tad bit curious. We heard that you did not destroy Earth. Is there something there that we should know of?" Radditz spoke as calmly as possible. He knew he was taking a great risk by coming up there. Hopefully he wouldn't be killed for his actions. But he didn't believe that would happen. There weren't enough Saiyans left anyway. Only himself, Vegeta, Nappa... and his brother? Maybe that was why Vegeta didn't destroy the planet. Maybe his brother was alive?
"Let me guess. You want to know of your brother. Correct?"
The fellow Saiyan nodded. "Y-Yes Sir. That was my one of my intentions."
"That is what I thought." Vegeta growled but than smirked. "Well I'll be happy to let you know that your foolish brother is alive. And doing a little to well for my own liking."
"I see, sir, and is he strong?"
"Let's see. He has the ki level of ten. Is that strong to you?" Vegeta hissed out, obviously annoyed.
Radditz mouth dropped opened. TEN! How weak can a Saiyan be? Ten... that was horrible. He nodded. His mouth opened to ask why exactly Vegeta hadn't destroyed the planet, but Vegeta stopped him before the words even came out.
"You are getting too comfortable with being here. Get out and do not tell any one of this. Including Nappa." He could tell he was being too soft. Normally, he would have slaughtered Radditz for even asking him a simple question such as that, but he actually answered the pathetic longhaired Saiyan.
Radditz left without so much as a mumble of thanks, afraid to incur the Prince's wrath.
Vegeta watched the door shut before turning his head back to the window. He was surprise that Freeza decided against going to earth. The fool believed that he had just gotten lazy and not destroyed the place. That was for him to believe. Vegeta's eyes fell upon the small capsule that lay on his stand, surprised that Radditz had not seen it. He reached over to the capsule and took a hold of it.
The only reason he had kept it was to see if some of the scientists could mimic the technology. His frown deepened. It would be a bad idea to do such a thing. Freeza would eventually use such technology against him and he WOULD want to go back to Earth to find the one who made it.
Abruptly, Vegeta stopped the inner wars going on in his mind and looked straight ahead. The realization came to him quickly and he turned his head down in disgust. He was truly getting soft. He wanted to convince himself that he only care about the Dragon Balls that were on the planet. He shook his head in disgust. He just didn't like the idea of her being... He growled before throwing the capsule in the wall with such force that it left a small dent in the wall as it slid onto the bare floor. He was shocked that it didn't explode from impact, although it was obviously damaged.
But he didn't care.
He'd gone soft and it was all her fault. It was her and that stupid planet. It was trying to destroy who he was. He'd even been somewhat kind to Radditz! And he hated that idiot just as much as he hated Nappa. A growl came from his throat.
He would have to train harder. He had to get over this. It was just a minor weakness that would soon pass over. And someday he'd get his wish. He'd go back and get it.
"I will."
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----In The City Mall----
"Hehe, and I put a little of this here and there." Inme grinned. "Oh Puar! Oolong!" she sang. They both rolled their eyes. What did the little girl want now?
"Yes?" they questioned uneasily. If they said the wrong words, she might began to cry again. The girl was way too touchy.
"Do you think this will make a good training outfit?" She held up a tank top and a pair of REALLY short shorts. They both paled.
Oolong glanced at Puar and coughed a little. "Well..."
"You don't like it do you?" Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes. She knew they didn't. They didn't like anything that she picked out. And she thought they were nice little creatures. Oh, now that was a lie! They were evil little beings. The only kind one was Yamcha... That's it! She would ask Yamcha! He wouldn't lie to her.
She stuck out her tongue. Well I'm going to ask Yammy. He cares." She smirked and walked off. Both animals were happy with her choice to leave.
"She is insane, isn't she?" Oolong muttered.
"Yeah. And I can't believe she wants to train. She'll cry before the fist even comes her way."
Meanwhile, Inme walked down the aisles with a smile on her face. She had talked Yamcha into teaching her how to fight a little. If they were doing it, she would too. Besides, no one would dare hit her! She was just too damn sexy. They would probably faint in shock at her beauty. She blinked her bright brown eyes. Yamcha. Surrounded by two women, one with a light shade of pink hair and the other with red hair. She frowned. They were very beautiful, probably even beating her. What if Yamcha went with one of them? What if he left her? No, they had just met. He had saved her from certain death! He was her first boyfriend that actually liked her! The tears were coming to her eyes. No...
"Yamcha!" she squealed, running up to him. He blushed even more than he had been. Thank Kami she was there. These girls wouldn't leave him in peace!
"Hi Inme," he pleaded to her with his eyes.
"Hey you little sluteeey..." she trailed as the girls glared at her. She swallowed and her voice became weak. "L-Leave him a lone... He is my m-my boy... friend. I-I..."
"Back off brownie," they teased. "We were here first!"
Brownie? How could they be so mean? He was her boyfriend. He liked her. He wasn't like those other boys who used her up and then called her mean names. He wasn't like them. He was a nice boy. He... saved her. They couldn't have him.
"I-I. I. Yammy!" She screamed and fell into pools of tears before seen running through the store crying. Puar and Oolong watched in confusion as she made her way out of the store. They soon turned to see Yamcha yelling at two other women. They were shocked. Was he actually yelling? At women?
"How dare you! How could you treat her like that?" he growled before pushing them away and running after Inme's footsteps. He hadn't even realized that he was truly getting over his fears in girls.
"Did you just see what I saw?" Oolong asked.
"Yep. This is a first in the history of time. Wow."
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"You believe me now, right?" Bulma narrowed her eyes at her the surprised young girl. Chichi coughed.
"Well, yeah, I believe you now," she grumbled, having just woke up. She had a small headache. Looking down, she realized that Bulma had removed her bandage. And it was obvious that she wasn't completely healed. Chichi raised her eyebrows and stared over at Bulma.
"But, I thought you were supposed to be fully healed. You still have scars," she pointed out. Bulma groaned.
"I know. Maybe they aren't supposed to go away. I have no idea how I even got them," she whispered sadly. It wasn't exactly fun to wake up with marks all over your body and not know where you got them.
"I have a headache," Chichi muttered. She glared at Bulma. "Thanks a lot, buddy." Bulma laughed.
"Sorry, but you wanted proof and I gave it to you."
"Yeah, that is true. But there are some things I still don't understand." She jumped off the bed and walked to the door. "You should explain this to Roshi too. Because if you ask me, that little power of yours could come in handy if you learn how to use it correctly. But if you don't..." She paused, looking into the possibility of what could happen. "You could have a whole lot of problems. But the thing that I don't understand is that you never have been able to do this before have you?"
Bulma shrugged her shoulders and stood up from the bed. "Nope. Well, I would have to ask my mother or father. Maybe I did when I was younger. But... I don't really think so. The first time was with that one nutty man some days ago."
Chichi opened the door and shook her head. "If you don't mind me, I'm going to go get something to drink." She turned her back to Bulma and swallowed. It might seem like she was taking this matter extremely well but she wasn't. She was freaked out. Again. In a way, she hopped Bulma didn't learn to control that little ability. Because if she did, she would have an edge in any of their battles.
"Aww, man."
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"Chichi? Are you okay?" Bulma asked in a worried manner. Chichi flashed a grin.
"I'm fine! Just thinking." She looked to the floor and took another drink of her tea.
"Oh..." Bulma whispered. She was a little worried. Chichi had been sitting there sipping her tea for the past ten minutes. She could tell something was on her mind. Lunch was sitting across from Chichi; her blue eyes were wide in confusion.
"Umm, Bulma? What's wrong with Chichi?"
"I don't know," answered Bulma truthfully.
"Oh."
"Ahem, Bulma?" Chichi finally spoke.
Bulma looked up in surprise. "Yeah?"
"I have a question for you. When you were asleep, I had to touch you in order to put your bandages on. But nothing happened to me." Bulma raised her eyebrows.
"I see. That's true." She paused and looked up thoughtfully. Lunch seemed to get even more confused. "Did you by any chance touch my hands?"
"Uh, well, I don't think I did. No, I didn't have any reason to touch them," said Chichi, trying to figure out what the girl was getting at.
"Well, that might be it. I might be able to only take another persons ki by using my hands."
"Oooh, I see," Chichi squealed. ::That means all I have to do is make sure she doesn't touch me whenever we spar... wait. She has to touch me. Crap!:: Chichi paled.
"Chichi? What is up with you?" Bulma questioned.
"Oh! Wait a second! I want to know what is going on! I am so confused!" Lunch pouted, as no one paid her any mind.
"Nothing is up with me. This is just too much in one day!" said Chichi.
"Are you sure that's it... I mean..." A sneeze over took the room. Both girls paled equally, turning their heads to see a blonde girl standing up from her seat. Her hair fell over her shoulder and a gun was in her right hand.
"Uh?"
"So you thought you'd pay me no attention, didn't you?" she hissed.
The other girls blinked.
"L-Lunch... what are you talking about?" Bulma managed to choke out as Chichi stood and tried to edge her way behind the nutty girl.
"You know very well what I am talking about you wench! Say Night Nig-- ACK!" She screamed when a fist connected with her back, forcing her to the ground. Her gun flew from her hand and landed on the ground. Bulma jumped up and tackled Lunch, who managed to flip her over. Raising her fist, Lunch prepared to strike when out of the blue Chichi gave her a quick kick on the neck. The blonde women passed out and landed on top of Bulma, who pushed her off, happy to see that her hair was now back to its normal color.
"Well, that was interesting," said Chichi. "I would like to know how she got that strong."
"I would like to know how she does that sneezing thing!" Bulma shouted. "And I can't believe that she was about to punch me in the face!"
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Later on that day*~
Goku, Krillen, and Roshi had arrived back over an hour ago, surprised to find a large meal on the table. Bulma had protested when Chichi fixed the meal, not wanting her friend slaving away for a bunch of men. But, Chichi didn't care at all. Bulma did have to admit that girl was a great cook.
After the meal, Goku excitedly said something about the Martial Arts Tournament.
"Martial Arts?" Chichi questioned. He explained to them what he had learned that day, and they were shocked. If they trained hard enough they would be able to go to one of the largest events this year. And it was only about eleven months away.
The joy and happiness faded away when Krillen asked what had happened to Lunch. The girls paled and retold their little story but it all ended with looks of surprise. They would have to do something about her and her sneezing.
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"Bulma, what a surprise to see you here." Roshi grinned. "At night, all alone. Without your little friend." Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Stop trying thinking along that line you pervert!" she hissed.
He blinked. So she didn't come for that. He should have known. "Ahem. Well, Bulma, what is it that you need?"
"I have a little question for you."
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Well that was short! But who cares! Hehehe... Cause There is another chapter waiting for you. And I better get reviews! :P
Oh and what do you think of Inme? I bet you thought she would be rude and uncaring right? *ahem* Welp, you guessed wrong but I will be happy to say that she is very insecure...
P.S. Read and review Kitana Chan FICS. They are really good and I like them, so I know you will too... NOW GO READ PLZZZZ!!!
Disclaimer: What you think... LOL I don't own DBZ. BUT Inme is MINE!
Paring: Eh...
Summary: ... ummmm....
Note: READ Kitana Chan FICS! READ THEM ALL!
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This is kinda, well it is, an interlude chapter. This will introduce what went on during the year of training. It will also tell what went on with Veggie head and Goku and Chichi yea yea this will probably be pretty long...
THANKS TO MY WONDERFUL BETA READER! SHE HAS STAYED WITH ME THIS LONG! *HUGS*
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Chichi's mouth was dropped open in pure shock. She blinked staring at Bulma Briefs with her eyes wide open.
"You don't believe me do you?" Bulma asked. She already knew the answer to that. Chichi didn't believe her.
"Haha." Chichi coughed and placed her hands in her lap. "Don't believe isn't really the word of choice here."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Uh, well, what is the choice of word?"
"Insane."
"Wha!? Who, me?" Bulma exclaimed. Well, then again she didn't blame her for not believing such a thing. She didn't even really believe herself.
"No, not you. Just what you said. And well, yea, I kinda believe you, but you should know that it is hard for me to believe such a thing. I mean... wow. You're saying you can take a person's ki if you are hurt really bad just by touching him or her. And then you say that you had a dream about him but it was really real and I..." Chichi paled. She was confused. She didn't understand any of this. Well, she understood the fact that Bulma said that she could take someone's ki. But the dream thing threw her off by a long shot.
"How about we drop the dream. Because it was just a dream. I had dreams that felt like they were real too."
Bulma slowly nodded. After all, Chichi was correct. So, yeah, she was right about the dream thing, even though she could still hear his voice. And see his eyes and... ::Oh crap. Just forget it!::
"Now let's move back to the really odd part. You told me that you could take a person's ki. I know what a ki is. It is energy. Therefore, you can take a person's ki but only when you are hurt really bad," Chichi said slowly.
Bulma nodded happily. "Yeah yeah. That's it!"
"Okay..." the younger girl paused, thinking it over. Well, she knew the girl wouldn't lie... but... "Okay, tell me when this first started to happen."
Bulma grew quiet as she thought. It first started happening when... ah! That man! There was this man at the town where we met up. He was hitting on me and then he grabbed me, but let go. After he let go, my neck that was bruised healed," she explained.
"Your neck? How did it-" She coughed and frowned when Bulma gave her a look of 'You should know.' "Oh yeah, I remember." She knew not to bring up Vegeta, figuring that was a touchy subject.
"I see. Umm. Well, it's obvious that you are not lying to me, so I guess I believe you, even though I am the type of person who wants *proof*."
Bulma raised an eyebrow. She knew what the girl was getting at. She wanted proof. "Oh, come on Chichi! You don't need proof. You just have to believe me fully 'cause I can tell that you don't. I really need you to. PLEASE!"
"I, umm... Well, I believe you." She tried to sound truthful, but it didn't work. Bulma groaned.
"You want proof?"
Chichi coughed. "Well yea I do."
Bulma smiled before leaning over and touching her face. Chichi looked at her for a brief second, giving her a confused look. But that look soon passed when she began to feel drowsy. And tired. The next thing she knew was darkness.
Bulma watched as the younger girl fell onto the bed, unconscious. Bulma rolled her eyes.
"There's your proof Chi," she mumbled. A smirk appeared on her face as her hands moved to her stomach. Maybe...?
She slowly unwrapped the wraps that Chichi had carefully put on her and stared down at her stomach, but she could only frown. Sure, she had healed up. No blood and no pain. But the scars were still there! Why were they still there?
"Ooo, this sucks!"
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---*--- Somewhere---*--
"Prince Vegeta?" spoke a deep voice.
Vegeta glanced up from his thoughts and looked at the figure that had entered the room.
"Radditz. What do want?" he growled. He was irritated that the idiot had interrupted his mediation.
"Sir, Nappa and I were a tad bit curious. We heard that you did not destroy Earth. Is there something there that we should know of?" Radditz spoke as calmly as possible. He knew he was taking a great risk by coming up there. Hopefully he wouldn't be killed for his actions. But he didn't believe that would happen. There weren't enough Saiyans left anyway. Only himself, Vegeta, Nappa... and his brother? Maybe that was why Vegeta didn't destroy the planet. Maybe his brother was alive?
"Let me guess. You want to know of your brother. Correct?"
The fellow Saiyan nodded. "Y-Yes Sir. That was my one of my intentions."
"That is what I thought." Vegeta growled but than smirked. "Well I'll be happy to let you know that your foolish brother is alive. And doing a little to well for my own liking."
"I see, sir, and is he strong?"
"Let's see. He has the ki level of ten. Is that strong to you?" Vegeta hissed out, obviously annoyed.
Radditz mouth dropped opened. TEN! How weak can a Saiyan be? Ten... that was horrible. He nodded. His mouth opened to ask why exactly Vegeta hadn't destroyed the planet, but Vegeta stopped him before the words even came out.
"You are getting too comfortable with being here. Get out and do not tell any one of this. Including Nappa." He could tell he was being too soft. Normally, he would have slaughtered Radditz for even asking him a simple question such as that, but he actually answered the pathetic longhaired Saiyan.
Radditz left without so much as a mumble of thanks, afraid to incur the Prince's wrath.
Vegeta watched the door shut before turning his head back to the window. He was surprise that Freeza decided against going to earth. The fool believed that he had just gotten lazy and not destroyed the place. That was for him to believe. Vegeta's eyes fell upon the small capsule that lay on his stand, surprised that Radditz had not seen it. He reached over to the capsule and took a hold of it.
The only reason he had kept it was to see if some of the scientists could mimic the technology. His frown deepened. It would be a bad idea to do such a thing. Freeza would eventually use such technology against him and he WOULD want to go back to Earth to find the one who made it.
Abruptly, Vegeta stopped the inner wars going on in his mind and looked straight ahead. The realization came to him quickly and he turned his head down in disgust. He was truly getting soft. He wanted to convince himself that he only care about the Dragon Balls that were on the planet. He shook his head in disgust. He just didn't like the idea of her being... He growled before throwing the capsule in the wall with such force that it left a small dent in the wall as it slid onto the bare floor. He was shocked that it didn't explode from impact, although it was obviously damaged.
But he didn't care.
He'd gone soft and it was all her fault. It was her and that stupid planet. It was trying to destroy who he was. He'd even been somewhat kind to Radditz! And he hated that idiot just as much as he hated Nappa. A growl came from his throat.
He would have to train harder. He had to get over this. It was just a minor weakness that would soon pass over. And someday he'd get his wish. He'd go back and get it.
"I will."
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----In The City Mall----
"Hehe, and I put a little of this here and there." Inme grinned. "Oh Puar! Oolong!" she sang. They both rolled their eyes. What did the little girl want now?
"Yes?" they questioned uneasily. If they said the wrong words, she might began to cry again. The girl was way too touchy.
"Do you think this will make a good training outfit?" She held up a tank top and a pair of REALLY short shorts. They both paled.
Oolong glanced at Puar and coughed a little. "Well..."
"You don't like it do you?" Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes. She knew they didn't. They didn't like anything that she picked out. And she thought they were nice little creatures. Oh, now that was a lie! They were evil little beings. The only kind one was Yamcha... That's it! She would ask Yamcha! He wouldn't lie to her.
She stuck out her tongue. Well I'm going to ask Yammy. He cares." She smirked and walked off. Both animals were happy with her choice to leave.
"She is insane, isn't she?" Oolong muttered.
"Yeah. And I can't believe she wants to train. She'll cry before the fist even comes her way."
Meanwhile, Inme walked down the aisles with a smile on her face. She had talked Yamcha into teaching her how to fight a little. If they were doing it, she would too. Besides, no one would dare hit her! She was just too damn sexy. They would probably faint in shock at her beauty. She blinked her bright brown eyes. Yamcha. Surrounded by two women, one with a light shade of pink hair and the other with red hair. She frowned. They were very beautiful, probably even beating her. What if Yamcha went with one of them? What if he left her? No, they had just met. He had saved her from certain death! He was her first boyfriend that actually liked her! The tears were coming to her eyes. No...
"Yamcha!" she squealed, running up to him. He blushed even more than he had been. Thank Kami she was there. These girls wouldn't leave him in peace!
"Hi Inme," he pleaded to her with his eyes.
"Hey you little sluteeey..." she trailed as the girls glared at her. She swallowed and her voice became weak. "L-Leave him a lone... He is my m-my boy... friend. I-I..."
"Back off brownie," they teased. "We were here first!"
Brownie? How could they be so mean? He was her boyfriend. He liked her. He wasn't like those other boys who used her up and then called her mean names. He wasn't like them. He was a nice boy. He... saved her. They couldn't have him.
"I-I. I. Yammy!" She screamed and fell into pools of tears before seen running through the store crying. Puar and Oolong watched in confusion as she made her way out of the store. They soon turned to see Yamcha yelling at two other women. They were shocked. Was he actually yelling? At women?
"How dare you! How could you treat her like that?" he growled before pushing them away and running after Inme's footsteps. He hadn't even realized that he was truly getting over his fears in girls.
"Did you just see what I saw?" Oolong asked.
"Yep. This is a first in the history of time. Wow."
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"You believe me now, right?" Bulma narrowed her eyes at her the surprised young girl. Chichi coughed.
"Well, yeah, I believe you now," she grumbled, having just woke up. She had a small headache. Looking down, she realized that Bulma had removed her bandage. And it was obvious that she wasn't completely healed. Chichi raised her eyebrows and stared over at Bulma.
"But, I thought you were supposed to be fully healed. You still have scars," she pointed out. Bulma groaned.
"I know. Maybe they aren't supposed to go away. I have no idea how I even got them," she whispered sadly. It wasn't exactly fun to wake up with marks all over your body and not know where you got them.
"I have a headache," Chichi muttered. She glared at Bulma. "Thanks a lot, buddy." Bulma laughed.
"Sorry, but you wanted proof and I gave it to you."
"Yeah, that is true. But there are some things I still don't understand." She jumped off the bed and walked to the door. "You should explain this to Roshi too. Because if you ask me, that little power of yours could come in handy if you learn how to use it correctly. But if you don't..." She paused, looking into the possibility of what could happen. "You could have a whole lot of problems. But the thing that I don't understand is that you never have been able to do this before have you?"
Bulma shrugged her shoulders and stood up from the bed. "Nope. Well, I would have to ask my mother or father. Maybe I did when I was younger. But... I don't really think so. The first time was with that one nutty man some days ago."
Chichi opened the door and shook her head. "If you don't mind me, I'm going to go get something to drink." She turned her back to Bulma and swallowed. It might seem like she was taking this matter extremely well but she wasn't. She was freaked out. Again. In a way, she hopped Bulma didn't learn to control that little ability. Because if she did, she would have an edge in any of their battles.
"Aww, man."
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"Chichi? Are you okay?" Bulma asked in a worried manner. Chichi flashed a grin.
"I'm fine! Just thinking." She looked to the floor and took another drink of her tea.
"Oh..." Bulma whispered. She was a little worried. Chichi had been sitting there sipping her tea for the past ten minutes. She could tell something was on her mind. Lunch was sitting across from Chichi; her blue eyes were wide in confusion.
"Umm, Bulma? What's wrong with Chichi?"
"I don't know," answered Bulma truthfully.
"Oh."
"Ahem, Bulma?" Chichi finally spoke.
Bulma looked up in surprise. "Yeah?"
"I have a question for you. When you were asleep, I had to touch you in order to put your bandages on. But nothing happened to me." Bulma raised her eyebrows.
"I see. That's true." She paused and looked up thoughtfully. Lunch seemed to get even more confused. "Did you by any chance touch my hands?"
"Uh, well, I don't think I did. No, I didn't have any reason to touch them," said Chichi, trying to figure out what the girl was getting at.
"Well, that might be it. I might be able to only take another persons ki by using my hands."
"Oooh, I see," Chichi squealed. ::That means all I have to do is make sure she doesn't touch me whenever we spar... wait. She has to touch me. Crap!:: Chichi paled.
"Chichi? What is up with you?" Bulma questioned.
"Oh! Wait a second! I want to know what is going on! I am so confused!" Lunch pouted, as no one paid her any mind.
"Nothing is up with me. This is just too much in one day!" said Chichi.
"Are you sure that's it... I mean..." A sneeze over took the room. Both girls paled equally, turning their heads to see a blonde girl standing up from her seat. Her hair fell over her shoulder and a gun was in her right hand.
"Uh?"
"So you thought you'd pay me no attention, didn't you?" she hissed.
The other girls blinked.
"L-Lunch... what are you talking about?" Bulma managed to choke out as Chichi stood and tried to edge her way behind the nutty girl.
"You know very well what I am talking about you wench! Say Night Nig-- ACK!" She screamed when a fist connected with her back, forcing her to the ground. Her gun flew from her hand and landed on the ground. Bulma jumped up and tackled Lunch, who managed to flip her over. Raising her fist, Lunch prepared to strike when out of the blue Chichi gave her a quick kick on the neck. The blonde women passed out and landed on top of Bulma, who pushed her off, happy to see that her hair was now back to its normal color.
"Well, that was interesting," said Chichi. "I would like to know how she got that strong."
"I would like to know how she does that sneezing thing!" Bulma shouted. "And I can't believe that she was about to punch me in the face!"
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Later on that day*~
Goku, Krillen, and Roshi had arrived back over an hour ago, surprised to find a large meal on the table. Bulma had protested when Chichi fixed the meal, not wanting her friend slaving away for a bunch of men. But, Chichi didn't care at all. Bulma did have to admit that girl was a great cook.
After the meal, Goku excitedly said something about the Martial Arts Tournament.
"Martial Arts?" Chichi questioned. He explained to them what he had learned that day, and they were shocked. If they trained hard enough they would be able to go to one of the largest events this year. And it was only about eleven months away.
The joy and happiness faded away when Krillen asked what had happened to Lunch. The girls paled and retold their little story but it all ended with looks of surprise. They would have to do something about her and her sneezing.
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"Bulma, what a surprise to see you here." Roshi grinned. "At night, all alone. Without your little friend." Bulma rolled her eyes.
"Stop trying thinking along that line you pervert!" she hissed.
He blinked. So she didn't come for that. He should have known. "Ahem. Well, Bulma, what is it that you need?"
"I have a little question for you."
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