Chapter 4
"Oooo.clothes!" Kit mumbled to herself, her face filling with anticipation, and excitement. She walked into the store, and was drawn to a mannequin that was wearing a short, black, leather skirt, and a tan tee shirt that was torn at the stomach and sleeves. "How cute! I need that skirt!" she exclaimed searching rapidly through the clothing rack next to her for the skirt in her size. When she came upon the last one she gave a sigh. "Thank god! The last one.and it just happens to be my size!" she commented relieved. She walked toward the dressing rooms, admiring the clothing. In the dressing room she found a free booth, stepped in, and slid off her sweat pants and replaced them with the leather skirt. Kit stood in front of the mirror, smiling at her perfect figure, and she had finally concluded to buy the skirt. She changed back into her pants, and entered the main part of the store again; she scanned the room for anything interesting, until her eyes met an appealing display. "Yes! Shoes!" she yelled, skipping to the different colored boots and sneakers. She picked up a pair of bright yellow ankle high boots, and examined them with disgust. *Who the hell, in their right mind, would buy these? * She asked her self.
"Honey, please tell me you're not actually think of buying those." a woman commented behind Kit. Kit quickly turned around to find a blue haired woman with the same horrified expression on her face.
"Oh no! I'm sorry, I have better taste than that." She replied, laughing.
"Good.I was hoping you wouldn't plague the world with those hideous things.I'm Bulma!" she said energetically, stretching out her hand.
"I'm Kit, it's nice to meet you." Kit greeted shaking hands.
"Hey.wait, weren't you the girl following Goku?" Bulma asked, squinting her eyes with curiosity.
"Oh, umm.I wasn't following Goku.but yes, I am the girl, woman who was following your friends." Bulma looked her up and down again.
"Well, you don't seem like much of a threat." she voiced smiling at Kit.
"Oh trust me.I'm not. I'm a friend of Piccolo's, but he's embarrassed to been seen with me, so he asked me to stay out of sight." Kit explained, confirming Bulma's suspicions.
"Piccolo, eh? Now that's an odd couple." she commented to herself.
"Oh no! We're not a couple.just friends." Kit corrected quickly.
"Too bad, you know Piccolo isn't all that bad.for a 7 foot tall alien."Bulma said ensuring she wasn't being lied to.
"We're friends.JUST friends." Kit repeated. "Anyway, would you like to help me Bulma? I'm looking for a top to go with the skirt." She asked holding up the skirt she had tried on and decided to buy.
"Sure! I'd love to! Let's see. well, I liked the tan idea with that.but that shirt on display was just ugly.so come with me." Bulma aided, dragging her to a corner in the store that seemed to have a lot of light colored tops. "Ok, hold this.oh, I think we can try this one.oh! That's it! You definitely have to try this one on!" she shouted holding up a tan, V-neck, long sleeve shirt, that had the bottom slant into an upside down triangle. Kit smiled, as she grabbed it and they went into the dressing rooms. She found the booth that she had been previously using, and changed into her new outfit.
"So? How does it look?" she asked stepping out for Bulma to see.
"I think it looks great!" Bulma complimented as Kit's cheeks turned a slight pink. "Piccolo would probably like it." she added under her breathe so that Kit didn't hear, after all they had just met, and she didn't want her to get the wrong impression of how she acted. With the outfit decided Kit trailed on to the cash register and laid her items on the counter. She was a bit surprised at the price, but paid her $50, and walked out talking with Bulma.
"So, did you buy that to impress a special someone?" Bulma asked inquisitively.
"Nope, I just bought it because I like that kind of clothes. plus it's not like Piccolo or Dende would notice me anyway.they're too busy." Kit said laughing to herself.
"I know what you mean. my husband's the same exact way." Bulma admitted a bit aggravated.
"Oh you are married? To who?" Kit questioned, turning to face her.
"You probably don't know him, but his name is Vegeta." Bulma answered, continuing to walk, as Kit stood frozen in her place. *He's remarried.how could he abandon me, and mother like that? * Kit asked herself, not expecting what Bulma had just said. *I don't see the point of this anymore.* she gave in, a tear falling down her cheek. Bulma looked back, and she wiped away the tear so that Bulma wouldn't think anything less of her. "Are you ok, Kit?" she asked, noticing the traumatized look on her face.
"Yeah.I'll be fine.but I have to go and find Piccolo now.the tournament is going to begin soon." she lied, and ran off in the other direction.
"Piccolo! I still don't believe you!" Sierra yelled, getting annoyed at his denial.
"I told you Sierra, she is just my friend.nothing more!" Piccolo defended.
"Piccolo!" Kit shouted running in his direction, and stopping right before him. "Why didn't you tell me!" she screamed, slapping him so hard that he slammed into the wall. The hurt and angered glare never leaving Kit's eyes.
"What didn't I tell you?" Piccolo wondered, getting up on his feet from the floor.
"You never told me he was married.remarried!" she screamed again.
"Kit.that shouldn't matter.he's still your father." Piccolo answered, knowing exactly whom she was talking about.
"Mother, did you know?" she directed her attention now to Sierra, praying that her own mother wasn't hiding things from her too. Sierra nodded her head, and looked down at the floor. "Don't you care that he left us! He abandoned us for some earthling!" Kit barely said, her eyes filling with tears as she fell to her knees. Sierra walked up to her, but Kit swatted her away like a fly. Piccolo came closer, leaned down and put his arms around Kit's shoulders, she tried to push him away, but she was too busy crying to put any effort into it, so she gave in to his strong embrace.
"Kit.he didn't abandon us.I told him to go and live his life, and not to stop living because we were killed. he came to me the day he met the earthling.and I told him that I was happy for him, and that I know he truly loved her.unlike what I had with him. Kit we were arranged to be married when we were young.and over the years of being together we became good friends. but we never had true love.but he does love you.he's your father, and he will always love you." Sierra said calmingly. Kit raised her head as an announcement went across the arena calling all the fighters to entrance that leads to the ring. She wiped her face and moved away from Piccolo as she got up.
"We better get going." she said to Piccolo, and he nodded in response.
"Oooo.clothes!" Kit mumbled to herself, her face filling with anticipation, and excitement. She walked into the store, and was drawn to a mannequin that was wearing a short, black, leather skirt, and a tan tee shirt that was torn at the stomach and sleeves. "How cute! I need that skirt!" she exclaimed searching rapidly through the clothing rack next to her for the skirt in her size. When she came upon the last one she gave a sigh. "Thank god! The last one.and it just happens to be my size!" she commented relieved. She walked toward the dressing rooms, admiring the clothing. In the dressing room she found a free booth, stepped in, and slid off her sweat pants and replaced them with the leather skirt. Kit stood in front of the mirror, smiling at her perfect figure, and she had finally concluded to buy the skirt. She changed back into her pants, and entered the main part of the store again; she scanned the room for anything interesting, until her eyes met an appealing display. "Yes! Shoes!" she yelled, skipping to the different colored boots and sneakers. She picked up a pair of bright yellow ankle high boots, and examined them with disgust. *Who the hell, in their right mind, would buy these? * She asked her self.
"Honey, please tell me you're not actually think of buying those." a woman commented behind Kit. Kit quickly turned around to find a blue haired woman with the same horrified expression on her face.
"Oh no! I'm sorry, I have better taste than that." She replied, laughing.
"Good.I was hoping you wouldn't plague the world with those hideous things.I'm Bulma!" she said energetically, stretching out her hand.
"I'm Kit, it's nice to meet you." Kit greeted shaking hands.
"Hey.wait, weren't you the girl following Goku?" Bulma asked, squinting her eyes with curiosity.
"Oh, umm.I wasn't following Goku.but yes, I am the girl, woman who was following your friends." Bulma looked her up and down again.
"Well, you don't seem like much of a threat." she voiced smiling at Kit.
"Oh trust me.I'm not. I'm a friend of Piccolo's, but he's embarrassed to been seen with me, so he asked me to stay out of sight." Kit explained, confirming Bulma's suspicions.
"Piccolo, eh? Now that's an odd couple." she commented to herself.
"Oh no! We're not a couple.just friends." Kit corrected quickly.
"Too bad, you know Piccolo isn't all that bad.for a 7 foot tall alien."Bulma said ensuring she wasn't being lied to.
"We're friends.JUST friends." Kit repeated. "Anyway, would you like to help me Bulma? I'm looking for a top to go with the skirt." She asked holding up the skirt she had tried on and decided to buy.
"Sure! I'd love to! Let's see. well, I liked the tan idea with that.but that shirt on display was just ugly.so come with me." Bulma aided, dragging her to a corner in the store that seemed to have a lot of light colored tops. "Ok, hold this.oh, I think we can try this one.oh! That's it! You definitely have to try this one on!" she shouted holding up a tan, V-neck, long sleeve shirt, that had the bottom slant into an upside down triangle. Kit smiled, as she grabbed it and they went into the dressing rooms. She found the booth that she had been previously using, and changed into her new outfit.
"So? How does it look?" she asked stepping out for Bulma to see.
"I think it looks great!" Bulma complimented as Kit's cheeks turned a slight pink. "Piccolo would probably like it." she added under her breathe so that Kit didn't hear, after all they had just met, and she didn't want her to get the wrong impression of how she acted. With the outfit decided Kit trailed on to the cash register and laid her items on the counter. She was a bit surprised at the price, but paid her $50, and walked out talking with Bulma.
"So, did you buy that to impress a special someone?" Bulma asked inquisitively.
"Nope, I just bought it because I like that kind of clothes. plus it's not like Piccolo or Dende would notice me anyway.they're too busy." Kit said laughing to herself.
"I know what you mean. my husband's the same exact way." Bulma admitted a bit aggravated.
"Oh you are married? To who?" Kit questioned, turning to face her.
"You probably don't know him, but his name is Vegeta." Bulma answered, continuing to walk, as Kit stood frozen in her place. *He's remarried.how could he abandon me, and mother like that? * Kit asked herself, not expecting what Bulma had just said. *I don't see the point of this anymore.* she gave in, a tear falling down her cheek. Bulma looked back, and she wiped away the tear so that Bulma wouldn't think anything less of her. "Are you ok, Kit?" she asked, noticing the traumatized look on her face.
"Yeah.I'll be fine.but I have to go and find Piccolo now.the tournament is going to begin soon." she lied, and ran off in the other direction.
"Piccolo! I still don't believe you!" Sierra yelled, getting annoyed at his denial.
"I told you Sierra, she is just my friend.nothing more!" Piccolo defended.
"Piccolo!" Kit shouted running in his direction, and stopping right before him. "Why didn't you tell me!" she screamed, slapping him so hard that he slammed into the wall. The hurt and angered glare never leaving Kit's eyes.
"What didn't I tell you?" Piccolo wondered, getting up on his feet from the floor.
"You never told me he was married.remarried!" she screamed again.
"Kit.that shouldn't matter.he's still your father." Piccolo answered, knowing exactly whom she was talking about.
"Mother, did you know?" she directed her attention now to Sierra, praying that her own mother wasn't hiding things from her too. Sierra nodded her head, and looked down at the floor. "Don't you care that he left us! He abandoned us for some earthling!" Kit barely said, her eyes filling with tears as she fell to her knees. Sierra walked up to her, but Kit swatted her away like a fly. Piccolo came closer, leaned down and put his arms around Kit's shoulders, she tried to push him away, but she was too busy crying to put any effort into it, so she gave in to his strong embrace.
"Kit.he didn't abandon us.I told him to go and live his life, and not to stop living because we were killed. he came to me the day he met the earthling.and I told him that I was happy for him, and that I know he truly loved her.unlike what I had with him. Kit we were arranged to be married when we were young.and over the years of being together we became good friends. but we never had true love.but he does love you.he's your father, and he will always love you." Sierra said calmingly. Kit raised her head as an announcement went across the arena calling all the fighters to entrance that leads to the ring. She wiped her face and moved away from Piccolo as she got up.
"We better get going." she said to Piccolo, and he nodded in response.