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Chikyuu:: Into the Rising Sun
Chapter 2: Birthday Party at Mt. Paotzu
Two years after Majin Buu was defeated…
During summer, the wilderness around Mt. Paotzu brimmed with life. The leaves on the various species of trees were bright green and the flowers bloomed showering any eyes that came upon them with every color imaginable. The Dinosaurs and various other fauna lived their lives by the instincts they had developed over millions of years of evolution. It was a place where nature dominated without the encroachment of man except for a single cabin where the venerable Son family lived in safety and seclusion. Every animal, no matter how big, how small, how stupid, knew better than to attack the home of the world's ultimate predators, the Saiya-jin.
On this day, however, these fearsome Saiya-jin were holding a celebration for one of their own. After all this was the day that one of the Earth's greatest champions, and one of the smartest, was born. The entire Z-crew and their families were there feasting, jesting, and all in all having a great time. There were many old faces among them, those who began the trip all those years ago when Bulma first stumbled upon a little boy by the name of Son Goku, and there were some new faces, those who just were recently introduced during the Buu fiasco. In fact, Buu himself was there performing party tricks, or perhaps being a party slave as the Saiya-jin demanded more and more chocolate from him.
"Hurry up cream puff!! We need more chocolate!" yelled a halo adorned Vegeta, whom at the same time was attempting to get to the last of the previous batch before the nefarious Son Goku could beat him to it. Alas, trying to beat Goku to food, especially chocolate was as possible as trying to stop the wind from blowing by blowing back at it.
"Not quick enough Vegeta," mocked a similarly halo adorned Goku who swiped the last piece milliseconds before Vegeta.
A fuming Vegeta turned angrily toward the fat pink blob otherwise known as Mr. Buu and about to demand more chocolate when an ear-piercing shout that he recognized all too well reached his ear.
"VEGETA!! That's enough chocolate," intoned Bulma, his mate and mother of his two children. She was wearing a forest green Sunday dress and holding their two-year-old daughter Bra. Turning to Buu, she ordered him not to make any more chocolate and received a sharp almost squeal sounding "ok" in affirmation. Even Majin Buu, feared the wrath of Bulma.
Buu happily skipped away to play dolls with a delighted six-year old Maron. For the Z-senshi, this was an absolutely mind-boggling sight. Majin Buu, the destroyer of galaxies, and one of the most powerful creatures in the universe, now happily playing with dolls and pretending to have tea with a six-year old. Even worse was when, later that afternoon, he started removing parts of himself to allow Trunks and Goten to shape various figures to entertain Marron with.
"One day, I will wake up from this dream and be living a normal life," sighed an exasperated Bulma, who was promptly assailed by complaints coming from all corners of the Saiya-jin faction.
"Hey Bulma! Why'd you make him stop making Chocolate? I still want more"
"Yeah, mom. Goten and I want more too!"
"Yeah! That's right, we want more!"
"Woman, what were you thinking, we had that tub of pink lard just where we wanted it!"
The first comment came from a tall spiky haired man wearing an orange-gi. The second came from her trouble-making son, the third, from her trouble-making son's ten-year old sidekick and the last, from her damned mate. Letting out an anguished scream, Bulma stalked away to vent out with the other ladies who were giggling at the scene from under a large oak tree.
"I can't believe those children," fumed Bulma to the three other ladies who were sitting on the ground with smiles on their faces, while gesturing to the pack of men whom she had just come from.
"What can you expect from those guys?" a chuckling Chichi responded as she quickly scooted over to her left to make room for Bulma to sit down. Before long the women were idly chatting about the latest in fashion and every once in a while looking over and laughed at the antics of their various husbands. Absorbed in conversation, Juuhachi-gou, Chichi, Bulma, and Lunch barely noticed Yamcha's aircar pulling in.
"Hey Yamcha," cried Krillin, Goku, and Tien as they walked over to greet their old friend. They stopped short as they saw another figure get out of the opposite car door.
"Yamcha, who's you're friend?" asked Goku as he looked hard at the blond female who came into viewing distance, "She looks kinda familiar."
"Goku, this is Ran Fuan. You remember her right? From the 21st Tenkaichi Budoukai?" asked Yamcha referring to Ran Fuan. She was dressed in business attire. A white blouse, with a black skirt reaching down to her knees and heels. She wore a pair of sapphire earrings and a rather plain, gold bracelet. Interesting enough a single lock of hair was braided.
"Wow, Ran Fuan, long time no see. Wait, you really look exactly like you did when you fought that Indian guy in the tournament," exclaimed Goku cheerfully.
"Why thank you for the compliment Son Goku. You are quite the gentleman," replied Ran Fuan. It was obvious that she had developed a lot of class in the years since they last met. She certainly dressed that way.
"She's my fiancé Goku, I wanted you all to meet her and invite everyone to our wedding"
"By Dende and all that is holy," gasped the collective crowd who had gathered to meet Yamcha and his now revealed fiancé. Other shocked comments of disbelief too vulgar to be mentioned here quickly turned into congratulations. Apparently, Yamcha, who was as to winning the hearts of women as Goku was to fighting, was no longer on the market. That was probably a good thing since he was always risking his life coming to any reunion with Vegeta around.
"Thank you all for this welcome," Ran Fuan said as she shook the hands with each Z-senshi and their wives until she came to Bulma, whom she recognized, "Madam Chairwoman, it's quite a surprise and an honor to meet you here."
"Call me Bulma please and congratulations on your upcoming wedding to Yamcha. He's one of my oldest friends and I'm glad to see him finally settling down," laughed Bulma, "and do I know you from somewhere?"
"I actually work for Capsule Corporation as General Counsel," replied Ran Fuan, "Your father just brought me on last year from Orange City Citrus LTD."
"Great, I'm sure we'll be working together a lot since I'll be taking over Capsule Corps day to day operations next year when my father retires."
"I'll be looking forward to it," replied Ran Fuan as she and Bulma walked to join the rest of the ladies as they set up the three hundred-course meal that was needed to feed all the Saiya-jins.
"Incredible, how many people are expected to attend this party," inquired Ran Fuan, "Yamcha told me that it was a small gathering for the birthday of a friend."
"Oh it is a small party, just that some of the men have stomachs the size of Montana," answered Lunch, "I'm glad I just have to cook for Tien and Chaotzu. Chaotzu helps me quite a bit to."
"That's because if he doesn't Ranchi might shoot him full of lead," said Bulma.
Chichi laughed at this and quickly recounted stories of how the Saiya-jin gang would devour an entire restaurant's food and how the restaurants they frequented on a regular basis stocked enough food to feed an entire suburb sometimes in anticipation for a dinner outing or the like.
The preparations were soon finished and the guests all waited to surprise the birthday boy as soon as he got back from school. Sure enough at exactly five p.m. two specks could be seen in the sky traveling at incredible speed towards the house. The men quickly suppressed their ki so as not to alert their victim.
As Gohan landed he saw everyone gathered around and a great big smile broke on his young face.
"SURPRISE!" cried everyone except Vegeta who just "hurumphed".
"Ahh guys… You shouldn't have… DAD you're here… wow and Vegeta to. How'd you guys get back from the Afterlife?" exclaimed Gohan. Ran Fuan, Erasa, and Sharpner let out large gasps of surprise as they noticed the halos over the two Saiya-jin.
"Well, son we have some news to share with you all and decided that your birthday was a perfect time to get out of the Afterlife and come visit," explained Goku with his typical nonchalance and that goofy grin.
"Wow, wait Vegeta, how'd you get out of hell?" asked Gohan not noticing the shocked looks on many of the guests' faces, "You must have pulled a fast one on Emna Daio."
Vegeta simply smirked, took out a Get out of Hell Free Card, showed it to Gohan, and said, "It seems that Emna Daio's superiors were putting some heat on him to get me out. Nepotism can be a wonderful thing. Explanations can wait until after we eat."
With that said the entire Z-gang sat down and began to eat. Well, the humans ate, while the Saiya-jin shoveled food into their mouths at an incredible rate. Only Ran Fuan was surprised at that. Everyone else had seen Saiya-jin eat, including Erasa and Sharpner who regularly ate lunch with Gohan. Soon the afternoon passed with conversations and sport events, the real reason for Goku's and Vegeta's appearance forgotten.