"Daddy?"

I was only this nervous when I tried asking my father if he would take me shopping with him. Asking my dad to shop with me would only result in losing several good friends. Of course, he didn't *kill* them, Mom would kill HIM if he did so, but he scared them away.

I couldn't blame him for not enjoying the shopping activities. He ended up carrying everything I bought. Which was the second problem, I bought to much. But that was before I dared to disturb him one time and asked him:

"Could you.. Could I be trained?"

He dropped whatever he was holding when I asked that. When he turned around he looked at me, trying to discover if I was joking.

"Why .. are you asking"? he asked with the same hesitation as mine.

I shrugged. "I'm not really asking to be trained. I just want to know if I *could* be trained. Am I strong?"

He crossed his arms and smirked.

"Bura, I am not taking you out for another joy ride to the mall. Whatever you're planning here, it's not working."

I remember getting so angry at him for that comment. I never got mad at my dad, but this was infurating. He, just like Trunks, didn't take me seriosuly.

I placed one hand on my hip and frowned.

He immediately recognized it. Mom does it all the time, and it's one of those rare moments he actually listens to her.

"I'm serious dad!" I started. "I *am* your daughter after all. You think I could be as strong as Trunks?" I asked him, pointing at the lavender haired figure in the living room.

Dad raised one brow. "Trunks isn't strong." He commented calmly, ignoring the "HEY!" coming from the living room. "Really Bura, what's this about?

I pouted, another solution I had when it came to my dad. "I just don't want to be.. useless. You really don't think I could be a fighter?"

He sighed, causing me to smile. A small sign of defeat. "You chose not to be a fighter, Bura."

I was pretty sure he added a "or your mother chose for you."

"But," He continued, and my smile continued growing. "You're Saiyan Royalty, and even though you haven't trained *at all*" he said, accusingly, "You could become a powerful fighter."

"There." he said. "Satisfied?"

I nodded happily and ran up to him to hug him. I felt his short tight grip and ran off.

"Thanks Daddy, I love you!" I yelled at him.

Even though I began to think I had changed, I still had my ways with my father. A satisfied smirk appeared on my face when I jumped on my bed.

So Tienshinhan was right after all. He wasn't joking when he told me I could be a fighter. And that I could be stronger than him.

Two things were bothering me at that moment.

Why did I even care I could be a fighter? And *how* could I become that fighter?

I found Tienshinhan meditating, that next day. Under a fall, to be exact. I've seen Piccolo doing the same thing when I was a little girl. Mom forced everyone for a picknick in the forest, and me, Marron and Pan had escaped the happy gathering.

Pan told me to run for it, because we were playing "hide and seek." So I ran for it. And I ran into Piccolo. Or, because I'd never seen him before, a green lizard monster under a waterfall.

Hah, so I admit, as a kid, I wasn't that bright. I had a very secure childhood, my daddy protected me from everything. Naturally, I ran away from the sight, after the monster (I mean Piccolo) opened his eyes in annoyance and had roared

"What the hell?!"

Monsters weren't supposed to talk to me, so I ran shortly, got tired and fell on the ground, screaming. At that point, my father "rescued me" and all was well. It was the last time I visited the forest, however. Or Piccolo, for that matter.

And here I was, staring at Tienshinhan, who was very concentrated. While the water ran over his back, a deep frown on his face showed he had no intention of giving up his mediations.

"So I guess you were right." I said loudly.

Next thing I knew, Tienshinhan had opened his eyes and fell down in the water. When he surfaced he looked at me with utter shock.

I waved, somewhat nervously and then offered my hand to help him get out. He got out himself, obviously I wasn't able to pull him out anyway and continued to stare at me.

"I thought you were perfectly aware that I was standing here." I explained.

"Well, obviously, I wasn't!" he rubbed his arm furiously and grabbed his dry shirt from the ground.

I sighed. "Yeah, well, anyway!" I continued cheerfully.

"You were saying?"

"You were right, I suppose."

"About what?"

"My strength and all that. You said I was capable of many things?"

Ok, I had my own way with words. Somehow, I was able to make everything sound dumb coming from my mouth, but I was always like that. Tienshinhan didn't even look surprised at my stupidity, and this was only the third time he had met me.

I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean.."

He nodded.

"What made you change your mind?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but before I could he already asked, why I even bothered to think about it. That came as a surprise. I didn't know why I bothered to think about it.

"I guess it's because .. I'm not useless."

"I never said that, did I?"

No, I thought. But I was certain he thought it. And my own parents had thought it. Trunks probably mentioned it once or twice. And even my so called best friends thought so.

I had trouble keeping up with him, he didn't bother to slow down. It was almost as if he didn't want me to follow him, but I came this far, I might as well continue.

Again, I opened my mouth in an attempt to reply to his question, when all of the sudden, I felt it again.

"Hey!" I said and frowned at the figure next to me.

Tienshinhan looked at me. "What?"

"Don't you start using your telepathic tricks to talk to Mr Chiaotzu, while I'm talking to you!" I said, in one way offended and in another way highly amused, especially because of the look on Tienshinhans face.

"So you do feel it, then?" he asked.

I replied a yes, because I did feel *something* every time he tried it.

"I thought you were lying, the other time." He admitted.



I almost forgot about the other time, when I had felt the same tingling feeling. I always forgot a lot of things, that didn't seem to matter.

"I wasn't. Why would I lie about something like that? Is it that special, then?"

He studied me for a moment. And then he smiled. I think that was the first time I saw a geniuine smile on his face. Unlike Chiaotzu, who always seemed cheerful when he wasn't frightened, Tienshinhan had rare moments when he smiled. But it made him so much friendlier.

His smile disappeared quickly, however, when he first started training me. He soon lost his patience with me, but the only reason I was determined to continue with this was to prove them wrong. Who?

Everyone!