The kameyameya wave snaked its way from Goku's palms over to where Bulma stood. Terrified
but determined, the young girl stuck her arms straight in front of her, anticipating the blast.
Closer and closer it came...until it made contact. Bulma struggled with it for what seemed an
eternity until she was blue in the face from screaming. With a loud cry, Bulma managed to
deflect the blast so that it moved the other way. It ended up hitting a tree and knocking it down.
"Oops..."
"No, that's good Bulma! It means you're strong!"
"Well of course, did you doubt me? It's been a year-you've even said I've improved a lot!"
"Yep, you're amazin!"
"Thank you Goku, say hi to your Grandpa for me, I have to go visit the professor and ask him
something."
"Kay. Bye Bulma!"
"Bye!"
Bulma hummed a tune to herself whilst walking down the dirt path through the forest. Today
was a good day, she wasn't required to get groceries because she bought more than enough two
days ago. Her thoughts soon drifted to the night she saw her adoptive mother crying over a
chest. How could one explain that? She had never shown any emotion beforehand save anger,
so this was a new thing to Bulma. After that night, she never saw it again, but it never left her
mind.
Soon Bulma came to the edge of town, and thoughts of Maelyn were banished from her mind
when she heard a piper playing not too far off. Bulma entered the town after a little while, and
made her way to the professor's home. Before she had a chance to knock on the door, the
professor opened the door for her.
"Ah Bulma. What a pleasure to see you again. Sit down, will you?"
"Of course. I have some questions I've been meaning to ask you, I just forgot about them when I
visited...and some new ones as well."
"Inquisitiveness is often a good thing, child."
"Is that when you ask a lot of questions?"
"Why yes, and I must say, you're looking quite older these days, stronger too. What's your
secret?"
"I've been learning how to fight."
"Splendid! But first, ask me your questions, hm?"
"Okay...first, do you think the saiyajins could possibly come into the woods while I walk home?"
"Absolutely not dear child, they're pirates. Pirates don't go inland as far as we are, and they
certainly wouldn't have reason to harm you anyways."
"But I heard they eat children!"
"Nonsense! The wives tales are so mixed up around here, I wouldn't believe anything they say
for a second if I was you."
"Oh. All right...have you ever seen a person with a tail?"
The professor gazed at Bulma with a quizzical look and tried to figure out why she would ask
that particular question, of all things.
"No...there's no such thing...why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering. I have another question. Why am I getting lumps on my chest?"
The professor started to chuckle, which soon turned to a deep belly laugh.
"What's so funny? It's an honest question, why are you laughing?"
"Heehee...I'm sorry Bulma, it's just...never mind. Your chest is merely developing. It's part of
puberty in girls."
"Puberty?"
"Let me explain."
The professor then went into great detail about puberty, most of which Bulma grasped easily.
After explaining the menstrual cycle, its purpose and what to use to keep the blood away from
the clothes, Bulma had yet another question.
"So...the cycle is so I can have babies...but then how do I become with child?"
"That...will have to be for another day. It's getting late, you have to get home, do you not?"
"Shoot! That I do, thanks for everything professor!"
"You're welcome child, safe journey home!"
"Goodbye!"
The professor watched as Bulma stared her long trek home.
"That girl knows so much...one of these days she's going to become something big. Life dealt
her a bad hand, but she's using strategy and flipping it around. I wish her all the best."
The professor closed the door and decided it was high time to take a nap.
That's all folks! At least for this chapter anyways. Things will start to spice up next chapter, I
promise! Please let me know what you think, and take a look at my other stories as well!
but determined, the young girl stuck her arms straight in front of her, anticipating the blast.
Closer and closer it came...until it made contact. Bulma struggled with it for what seemed an
eternity until she was blue in the face from screaming. With a loud cry, Bulma managed to
deflect the blast so that it moved the other way. It ended up hitting a tree and knocking it down.
"Oops..."
"No, that's good Bulma! It means you're strong!"
"Well of course, did you doubt me? It's been a year-you've even said I've improved a lot!"
"Yep, you're amazin!"
"Thank you Goku, say hi to your Grandpa for me, I have to go visit the professor and ask him
something."
"Kay. Bye Bulma!"
"Bye!"
Bulma hummed a tune to herself whilst walking down the dirt path through the forest. Today
was a good day, she wasn't required to get groceries because she bought more than enough two
days ago. Her thoughts soon drifted to the night she saw her adoptive mother crying over a
chest. How could one explain that? She had never shown any emotion beforehand save anger,
so this was a new thing to Bulma. After that night, she never saw it again, but it never left her
mind.
Soon Bulma came to the edge of town, and thoughts of Maelyn were banished from her mind
when she heard a piper playing not too far off. Bulma entered the town after a little while, and
made her way to the professor's home. Before she had a chance to knock on the door, the
professor opened the door for her.
"Ah Bulma. What a pleasure to see you again. Sit down, will you?"
"Of course. I have some questions I've been meaning to ask you, I just forgot about them when I
visited...and some new ones as well."
"Inquisitiveness is often a good thing, child."
"Is that when you ask a lot of questions?"
"Why yes, and I must say, you're looking quite older these days, stronger too. What's your
secret?"
"I've been learning how to fight."
"Splendid! But first, ask me your questions, hm?"
"Okay...first, do you think the saiyajins could possibly come into the woods while I walk home?"
"Absolutely not dear child, they're pirates. Pirates don't go inland as far as we are, and they
certainly wouldn't have reason to harm you anyways."
"But I heard they eat children!"
"Nonsense! The wives tales are so mixed up around here, I wouldn't believe anything they say
for a second if I was you."
"Oh. All right...have you ever seen a person with a tail?"
The professor gazed at Bulma with a quizzical look and tried to figure out why she would ask
that particular question, of all things.
"No...there's no such thing...why do you ask?"
"I was just wondering. I have another question. Why am I getting lumps on my chest?"
The professor started to chuckle, which soon turned to a deep belly laugh.
"What's so funny? It's an honest question, why are you laughing?"
"Heehee...I'm sorry Bulma, it's just...never mind. Your chest is merely developing. It's part of
puberty in girls."
"Puberty?"
"Let me explain."
The professor then went into great detail about puberty, most of which Bulma grasped easily.
After explaining the menstrual cycle, its purpose and what to use to keep the blood away from
the clothes, Bulma had yet another question.
"So...the cycle is so I can have babies...but then how do I become with child?"
"That...will have to be for another day. It's getting late, you have to get home, do you not?"
"Shoot! That I do, thanks for everything professor!"
"You're welcome child, safe journey home!"
"Goodbye!"
The professor watched as Bulma stared her long trek home.
"That girl knows so much...one of these days she's going to become something big. Life dealt
her a bad hand, but she's using strategy and flipping it around. I wish her all the best."
The professor closed the door and decided it was high time to take a nap.
That's all folks! At least for this chapter anyways. Things will start to spice up next chapter, I
promise! Please let me know what you think, and take a look at my other stories as well!