Sentiments of gip-k: -Hello people! This is none other than the author of this fanfiction speaking, the mysterious girl in the purple kimono! This is only the second fanfiction I've ever created! Yes, you can see my first at my friend Aeka's shrine to Kaoru Kamiya, Thru Raccoon Eyes. () J She also has a lot of other good sites, so please check them out! She even has a few stories here at ff.net! She goes under the pen name Aeka-Himme. J I'd also like to take this time to thank my younger brother, known to the public as Gokaia_Z, for helping me out with this chapter! It was difficult to do the correct timing, since my complete love for Rurouni Kenshin made me forget a lot of the timing of events for DragonBall Z, but I still like the show a lot, and don't think I didn't practically watch the whole thing, so I'm experienced! J It's irresistible. If you start watching a little of an episode, then you had better finish the rest because you know your eyes are glued to the TV set anyway. J
Well, anyway, let me get to the story. This story is a CROSSOVER BETWEEN DRAGONBALL Z AND RUROUNI KENSHIN. If you think you might become ill, have a nervous breakdown, go insane, or burst out in hysterical laughter for no apparent reason, I strongly advise against reading it. If you believe that the occurrence of an injury of any kind, particularly of the mind, is not likely, then read on! The story's below. Enjoy! J
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---Chapter 1---
Beep, beep. The dragon radar in Bulma's hand made a distinct ringing noise. Her deep blue eyes lighted up at the sound. Her pale, chin-length blue hair moved slightly as she jerked her head downward. Those eyes scanned the forest green screen of the round object she held in the palm of her right hand. A smile appeared on her lips at the sight of a blinking light on the screen.
"All right!" Bulma exclaimed. "I think we've found the last dragonball!"
Dragonballs were orange in color, and as shiny as the perfect crystal. Each dragonball had a certain number of five-pointed red stars on it. All of the dragonballs, there being seven in all, had stars according to their numbers. The first had one star, the second had two stars, and so on. The dragonballs were not special for their shininess or resistance to damage. They possessed a special power. When a person collected all seven dragonballs, they used a special password, which summoned a large green dragon named Shenlong. Shenlong would then grant the person's wish.
On normal conditions, Bulma would have used the dragonballs to wish herself a boyfriend. She couldn't do that, now. No, she couldn't do that at all. Or wait… maybe she could. No, with trouble brewing, she couldn't do that. Goku and the guys had just recently defeated the Ginnyu force, and Frieza may have been out there somewhere, waiting for the opportunity to strike.
Bulma jumped up excitedly, but nearly fell. Yikes! She had forgotten they were riding in a jeep!
"The last dragonball!" Krillin exclaimed, his black eyes shining. "But that means-"
"Exactly," Bulma said without turning to the short, bald man sitting across from her. Her eyes shone like crystals in the sunlight as she stared ahead blissfully. "We can make a wish! Yippee!"
"Uh, Chi-Chi, you don't look very excited," Krillin said, carefully.
Bulma's eyes widened, and she turned to the black-haired woman sitting between her and Krillin. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest; anger and defiance was present in her dark eyes. She appeared to ignore everything that was going on around her, including the fact that the wind was blowing around her bangs and the loose strands that were hanging out of near-perfect bun.
"I can't believe that man!" Chi-Chi said, a deep-set scowl giving her mouth and ugly twist as she spoke. "Running off to space like that! Doesn't he know the role a man should play in a family? He has a son down here to look after! He doesn't even care! How am I supposed to take care of Gohan-"
Speaking of Gohan, he was at home, resting. He would have come, except that he hadn't been feeling well for the last few days.
"Uh, Chi-Chi?" Krillin said, a friendly smile appearing on his face. "Uh, I'm sure Goku cares a lot about you and Gohan and-" Krillin was cut off when Chi-Chi's angry gaze turned to him. He let out a frightened sounding laugh. "Uh, you know what I mean, don't you, Chi-Chi? I'm his best friend. I know he means this for the best."
"Yeah, I've always liked that kid," the giant man in the front of the jeep declared.
"Dad!" Chi-Chi said, her eyes flashing.
The man driving the jeep was Chi-Chi's father, the Ox-King. He was a giant man, and he wore a brown hat with two ox horns sticking out of it. His usual clothing was a short-sleeve button up shirt, the color white, and a pair of copper-colored pants, held up by blue suspenders. It was exactly what he was wearing right now.
"I didn't mean anything by it, Chi-Chi," the Ox-King stated defensively.
Bulma was more than a little tired of hearing Chi-Chi's complaining. She shouldn't have married the unruly haired man in the first place.
"Step on it, Ox-King," Bulma said, excited. "We're getting closer to the dragonball with every mile!"
The Ox-King did step on it, and Krillin, Chi-Chi and Bulma were pummeled forward violently.
"Oops, sorry guys," the Ox-King stated, embarrassment present in his deep voice.
"Are you sure he should be driving this thing?" Krillin whispered uncertainly.
Another angry look from Chi-Chi silenced him permanently.
Chi-Chi had been like that ever since Goku, her husband, had gone off to space to train. He had decided he needed more training after they had defeated the Ginnyu force, led by the infamous Captain Ginnyu and his crazy crew. Bulma shivered as she remembered it. Captain Ginnyu had been forced to trade bodies with a frog, so in turn he traded bodies with her, and she became the frog. That had been terrible. Bulma looked over herself once more, still relieved that she was in her own body. She would never let that happen again. She hoped that Ginnyu would stay as that frog for the rest of his existence.
Bulma snapped back to alertness and quickly looked at the dragon radar.
"Wait a minute! We're here! Stop the jeep!" Bulma exclaimed.
The Ox-King slammed on the breaks, and once again the people in the back seat were shaken vigorously.
"Dad, you are the worst driver ever known to man," Chi-Chi muttered half under her breath.
"Sorry, Chi-Chi," the Ox-King said regretfully.
After everyone had recovered from the bone-jarring jolt, they exited the jeep. Birds chirped in the tall trees all around them, and the grass underneath their feet was plush and sweet smelling, despite the certain rocky areas that interrupted the pattern of smooth soil.
"Wow," Krillin said as he looked around. "This is amazing."
"What's amazing?" Bulma said, swatting some bugs away from her face.
"What do you mean 'what's amazing?' This whole place is amazing!" Krillin said incredulously.
"Oh, I get it!" Bulma exclaimed. "You mean that because the dragonball is here. Well then, let's begin the search. Krillin, you search over there. The rest of us can search everywhere else."
Krillin shook his head in amazement.
"I guess only some people are given the ability to appreciate nature," Krillin said to himself. "Well, I guess I'd better start searching for the dragonball."
Together, the crew searched for sparkly sphere. Chi-Chi muttered to herself angrily the entire time. Frustrated that they did not immediately find the dragonball, Bulma looked at the radar again.
"I don't get it," Bulma said. "According to the radar the dragonball is right here."
"Uh, allow me, Bulma," Krillin said, walking up to where Bulma stood. Bulma raised her eyebrow suspiciously. Krillin put his hands on a big, gray boulder that Bulma was standing next to, and pushed with all his might. It moved easily under his strength.
"There we go," Krillin said, dusting his hands off on his orange training suit. He and Bulma looked to the ground. There was a glimpse of something orange buried in the dark, damp soil underneath the boulder.
"There it is!" Bulma tossed the dragon radar to Krillin and then bent down on her knees to dig up the dragonball. She didn't care if her nails got dirty! This was precious!
Before long the dragonball's round shape appeared. Bulma picked it up, and held the small ball carefully in the palms of both her hands, though it could have fit in one. She rubbed it off gently with her hand, and soon it was shimmering like a true dragonball should, and the six red stars it bore soon appeared. Bulma couldn't help but laugh, the ecstasy of this moment would stay clear in her mind forever.
"Hey guys!" Krillin called. "We've found the dragonball!"
Chi-Chi and her father soon came running over. Their eyes shone with delight at the sight of the dragonball.
"So this means we have all seven?" Chi-Chi breathed.
"Yeah!" Bulma said, her eyes never leaving the beautiful orange sphere. "That means we can make a wish… whatever we want!"
"Wait a minute, Bulma," Krillin said, sounding disturbed.
"What is it?" Bulma said, turning to her friend.
"The other six dragonballs are still at home," he replied.
"So!" Bulma said. "We can still go get them!"
"But what about Vegeta?" Krillin asked. "He still wants to wish for immortality, doesn't he?"
Vegeta was the only other Saiyan alive in the world besides Goku. He was a short man, yet appearances meant nothing. He had an amazingly high power level, yet he wasn't satisfied. The mean, ill-tempered man did nothing but train all the time, and wanted nothing less than to use the dragonballs to wish for immortality and power. The only reason he had even joined them was because he was against Frieza, too. Krillin still didn't fully trust him, though he doubted he'd pull anything sneaky at the moment. Despite this, if he discovered that they had the last dragonball…
"Oh, he's no problem at all," Bulma said. "He doesn't have eyes in the back of his head, does he? We can always take away the dragonballs when he's not looking."
"Bulma, are you insane!" Krillin said, looking shocked. "We'll be caught for sure!"
"Oh, stop bickering you two!" Chi-Chi exclaimed, her tone as bitter as a lemon rind. "We'll decide everything when we get there."
So after a little more argument, the group got back on to the jeep. This time, Bulma drove.
Later…
When the group arrived back home, they received a warm welcome from Master Roshi. His eyes traveled over to Bulma. His cheeks reddened with delight at the sight of her.
She's hotter than when she was eighteen. Master Roshi thought mischievously. He-he. If only she would wear less clothing, maybe just bikinis. Oh yeah, bikinis would look good on that girl. No, maybe no clothes-
"Hi, Master Roshi!"
Krillin's cheerful greeting interrupted Master Roshi's disturbingly indecent thoughts.
"Hey, Krillin," Master Roshi said as Krillin got out of the jeep. "Did you find the dragonball?"
"Yes!" Bulma said, and massive smile appearing on her face.
"What!" Master Roshi exclaimed. "You actually found the last dragonball?"
When Bulma was about to continue, a certain short man, with dark hair that stuck straight up in untamable spikes with not a strand coming downward, emerged from the training capsule. He was drenched in sweat and as of now he was apparently in none-too-good of a mood.
"What was all that racket about?" Vegeta snapped. "I was trying to concentrate."
Nobody spoke up for a while.
"Well, speak up," Vegeta said, glaring at the people around him. "Did I hear noise or did I not?"
No one answered. Surprisingly, Vegeta's mouth twisted into a devious smile.
"I see," Vegeta said. "So you are afraid to speak to the Prince of all Saiyans, the supreme master of the universe. Ha! Weaklings! Your precious Kakkarot is not here to baby-sit you now, is he?"
With that, Vegeta turned around and left them standing there. As soon as Vegeta was back inside the training capsule, Krillin let out a deep breath.
"Sheesh, that's not one guy you want to catch on a bad day," Krillin said, relief evident in his voice.
"What an egotistical jerk," Bulma said angrily.
"You can say that again," Chi-Chi said. "This is one day I really wish Goku was here. He could kick that loser's hide all the way to the moon. In fact, let me do that myself-"
The Ox-King grabbed Chi-Chi's arm before she could make it two steps.
"What are you doing, Dad?" Chi-Chi asked, glaring forward viciously at the training capsule Vegeta had just re-entered. "Let me go!"
"Sorry, Chi-Chi, I can't let you do that!"
"LET ME GO!" Chi-Chi said. She was at the brink of throwing a large tantrum.
Bulma nudged Krillin's shoulder. He gave a start.
"Let's go get the dragonballs," she whispered.
"No," he whispered back. "It's too risky. Vegeta's probably still suspicious. How about later- five o' clock tomorrow morning?"
"Five o' clock!" Bulma exclaimed. Krillin shushed her. "But I need my beauty sleep!"
"Can't you just forget about that for one day?" Krillin said. "You can take a nap when we get back."
Bulma shook her head, tears nearly welling up in her eyes.
"My beauty sleep…" she moaned regretfully.
The next morning…
Vegeta drunk some of the atrocious mouth-cleansing liquid, and rinsed his mouth thoroughly. He spit it out, and rubbed his mouth clean with the outside of his wrist. He looked at his reflection in the mirror. Disgust was evident in his dark eyes. A smile edged with irony appeared on his before disgusted face.
"Humph," Vegeta made a sarcastic sound. "Such a waste of time. I should be training right now. I refuse to grow weak while Kakkarot's strength increases by the minute." That sarcastic smile grew in volume. "One day I will beat you, Kakkarot. You are so foolish with your childish smiles and useless concern for human life. You're nothing but a disgrace to the Saiyan race! I am the Prince of all Saiyans!"
Vegeta slammed his hand down on the bathroom counter, satisfied when the delicate yellow and brown swirled marble cracked under his fist. He stormed out of the bathroom in a cold rage. Well, at least he had six of the dragonballs. When he found the last… Vegeta's hand clenched into a fist. He would become immortal. Frieza would never be able to touch him, and he would see that man writhe in pain. He would see it.
Vegeta went to check on his six glistening beauties. He left them underneath one of the chairs in his room. He hated that room. It was tiny- meager. A prince deserved more. It consisted of nothing more than a blue carpet, pure white walls that seemed to close one in for the narrowness of the room, and a few pieces of furniture. A capsule room! Vegeta looked at his bed. Oh yes, a prince deserved more. Vegeta's eyes fell on his chair. His eyes widened in shock and amazement, and not because of it's ugly bright red material- he'd already complained about that today. One of his towels was thrown over it, and he could not see the small round shapes of the dragonballs underneath it. Vegeta rushed over to the chair, and pulled away his towel.
"NOOO!" he cried, angered at the sight of the missing dragonballs. Kakkarot's brat must have…
Vegeta rushed out of his capsule in a fiery rage. He powered up and flew over to the Kame House as fast as he could. It wasn't far- it wasn't far at all. Soon that brat would be feeling pain, and his father wouldn't be there to protect him. Vegeta would have snickered had he not been so angry.
When he reached the Kame House he kicked the door down, even though it was never locked anyway. He stormed straight to Gohan's room. He busted the door open.
"Okay, where are the dragonballs?" Vegeta demanded.
Vegeta's eyes widened at the sight of the little runt tucked into his bed, the steady breathing of sleep evident. Vegeta smiled. So he had stolen them the night before and thought that he would get away with it.
Vegeta walked over to Gohan's bed, no hurry in his steps. He studied the boy for a little bit, the rising sun catching the evil light in his eyes. He brought his hand back and…
"WAKE UP YOU USELESS LITTLE RUNT!"
The boy sat bolt upright, yelling out in pain at Vegeta's hard slap.
"AHHHHH!" a yellowish light appeared in Gohan's hand. Before Vegeta knew it he was hit by a ki blast so powerful that he slammed into the wall.
Gohan blinked, startled at all the commotion.
"I'm going to kill you, you little-"
"S- sorry, V- V-" Gohan stammered. There were still badges under his eyes from being woken up in such a startling manner.
Vegeta walked up to the frightened child's bed. Gohan's lips trembled as he looked up into Vegeta's eyes. They appeared more like dark coals on flashing flames, right now. Vegeta grabbed the collar of Gohan's pajama shirt and pulled him up so that he was at eye level.
"Where are the dragonballs?" Vegeta asked coldly.
"The… dra- dragonballs?" Gohan asked in a shaky voice.
"Don't play games with me boy!" Vegeta said, his anger increasing. "Where are they?"
"Leave him alone!"
Vegeta turned, surprised at the sound of a high-pitched voice coming from the doorway of Gohan's room. His eyes fell on a blue cat-like creature. What was Puar doing here?
"Oh, then what is Yamcha's pet going to do to me?" Vegeta asked, hard irony in his voice.
"I'm not Yamcha's pet!" Puar said, crossing her arms in front of her chest defiantly. "I'm his friend!"
Vegeta glared at Puar before turning back to Gohan.
"I- I don't have then!" Gohan said, scrunching his eyes shut as though preparing for a blow.
Hmm. Vegeta thought. The little brat seems to be telling the truth. But that was impossible! No one else could have possibly taken them except him! After much delegation, Vegeta let the boy drop back onto his bed. Gohan smoothed out his shirt with shaky hands.
Vegeta was about to give Gohan a warning that would probably shake his very bones when another thought came to his mind. Kakkarot's earthling friend and that Bulma woman had been acting very strangely. They had gone to search for the dragonball, and… Where were those two, anyway?
"Curse them!" Vegeta exclaimed, kicking one of Gohan's shoes into the wall. "Curse them all!"
Vegeta stormed past Puar in a rage. He powered up and flew out of the Kame House at near-unbelievable speed. Oh, he would find them. He would find them and they would pay. He wanted his immortality!
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"Uh, Chi-Chi, what are you reading?" Krillin asked, hoping to ease the silence that was causing so much tension in the jeep they were driving.
Chi-Chi glared up at Krillin, an ugly scowl fixed on her face. Krillin put up his hands defensively, but he caught a glimpse of "Rurouni Kenshin" on the cover of the magazine. Krillin raised an eyebrow. He wondered what that was all about. Krillin looked down at the seven dragonballs that were at his feet. It was his responsibility to make sure nothing happened to them. Talk about a very important responsibility! He wasn't made for this kind of stress. Even fighting didn't make him this nervous.
Krillin eyed Master Roshi carefully. Why Bulma had let him sit in the front with her, he didn't know. Her mind must have become fogged with the excitement of making a wish with the dragonball. Krillin shook his head. He was too nervous to be excited.
Before long, Bulma announced that they arrived at the perfect spot to summon the dragon. The beautiful woods where they had summoned the dragon to wish Yamcha, Bulma's girl-crazy boyfriend back to life.
The group filed out of the jeep. Even Master Roshi, usually a first-class flirt around Bulma, was serious. Krillin collected up all the dragonballs and placed them together on the ground.
"Oh, this is sooo cool!" Bulma cooed. Her eyes shone with unshed tears of joy.
"Are you guys sure we shouldn't have brought Gohan?" Krillin asked. "It seems like he should be a part of this. Piccolo, too."
"Piccolo!" Bulma exclaimed in horror. "You mean that ugly green guy? What would he want to wish for?"
Krillin shrugged.
"I just think he would like to be here," Krillin said.
"You take your chances while you have then," Master Roshi said seriously. "We haven't got much time. Vegeta's probably already discovered that the dragonballs are missing."
Everybody nodded. Well, all except Chi-Chi. She was absorbed in her magazine, frowning deeply at it. Were those tears in her eyes?
"Can I summon the dragon this time?" Bulma asked, eyes shining.
"Eh-hmm?" Master Roshi interrupted, obviously wanting to summon the dragon himself.
Krillin looked between his two friends, struggling to decide. Actually, Krillin wanted to summon the dragon himself.
"Oh!" Master Roshi said, obviously making himself to sound much more offended than he was. "You'd rather summon the dragon yourself than let your own master-"
"Hey, no offense meant Master Roshi," Krillin said.
"You want to summon the dragon, Krillin?" Bulma asked.
"Well I-"
"You go ahead," Bulma said. Tears were evident in her eyes. "I'll just stand back here and- and… watch."
"Wow, thanks Bulma," Krillin said with a sheepish smile on his face. "I didn't know you could be so nice."
"What do you mean!" Bulma said, her tears suddenly drying up. "I'm always nice!"
"Yes you-"
Krillin gave Master Roshi a warning look. Krillin took a deep breath. He had to make sure he got the words right.
"Everybody ready?" Krillin asked.
Bulma and Master Roshi nodded. Krillin took another deep breath.
"Eternal dragon, I awaken you."
Within moments, the sky began to change. Lightning flashed brightly and the earth rang with the sound of thunder. The sky began its transition from bright blue to an ill-illuminated black. Thunder continued to crash all around the small group. Krillin turned his eyes back to the dragonballs. He stepped back. The dragon was emerging. Bulma's mouth was wide open in pure astonishment. The dragon stretched out of the center of the dragonballs. It reached far, far into the sky and high above the tiny-sized people below it.
"WHO HAS DISTURBED MY SLUMBER?" the dragon asked in a loud, booming voice.
"We want you to grant our wish, Shenlong!" Krillin called up to the massive creature.
The green-scaled dragon looked down at the four humans below it with glowing red eyes.
"Tell me the wish that I should grant," the dragon called down to them.
"Oh, dang it!"
The sound of Chi-Chi's irritated voice startled them all. Bulma and Master Roshi stared at her. Her face was tear-streaked, but her eyes held the fiery glow of anger.
"Sometimes I wish I could trade Goku for someone better, like- like- the guy in this magazine! Sometimes I-"
Chi-Chi dropped the magazine. She clasped her hands over her mouth, startled at what she had just said. She looked at the dragon, then at her friends.
"Chi-Chi, what have you done?" Krillin asked incredulously.
"Your wish will be granted."
Chi-Chi, Krillin, Master Roshi, and Bulma stared at the dragon in horror.
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"Okay," Goku said cheerfully as he turned down the gravity in the space capsule. "Time to take a break. Mmmm! I can't wait to get something to eat. I'm starved!"
Goku wiped his sweaty face with a towel. He'd been training for a long time. He did nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, ninety-nine hundred nine push-ups standing on his hands, seven hundred and fifty-five thousand two hundred crunches, and nearly two million kicks and punches. He'd even done a little meditation. Boy was he hungry! Goku reached for the refrigerator door, but was startled when he saw a magenta colored glow around his arm.
"Hey, what's going on?" he asked, startled. Wait a minute, the glow was all over him. "W-whoa!" Goku cried as his feet lifted from the ground. "AHHHHH!" Goku cried out as he was pulled backwards at lightning speed. He let out another involuntary yell as he blasted through the door of his space capsule.
Goku went flying through space. He tried to fight the force that was pulling him backwards, but he hadn't gotten time to prepare for this unexpected attack. What was going on? Goku looked around him. He saw stars and asteroids. Yikes! Goku was relieved when he didn't crash into one.
He continued going. Wait, was that earth behind him?
"NOOO! THE ATMOSPHERE!" Goku cried. Goku's eyes widened as he neared earth's atmosphere. He closed his eyes, struggling with all his might to fight whatever it was that was pulling him. He felt intense heat all around him as he entered the atmosphere- almost to the point of pain. No, he couldn't die like this. He wouldn't die like this…
Goku's eyes burst open as a wave of extreme chill replaced the smoldering heat all around him. He was shocked to see the blueness of earth's sky surrounding him as he continued his plummet downward. He was alive! Goku's joy did not last for long, though. If he didn't fight the thing that was pulling him he would certainly be terribly injured when he hit the ground.
The ground… it was getting closer every second. Goku could see the trees now. They were little specks the size of ants to his eyes, but they were getting bigger. Goku's eyebrows became drawn down in a frown as he noticed a speck of black on the ground below him. What was that? When the image became clearer, Goku gasped. The dragon… but that wasn't possible! What on earth was going on? Goku readied himself for impact. Any minute now… it was close now- no, very close… … … IMPACT!
Wait… there was no impact. Goku was shocked when he landed on his feet. He squeezed his eyes shut, dizzy from his encounter.
"Goku!"
Goku's eyes burst open. His eyes immediately fell on the face of his wife. She looked frightened, and tears were evident in her dark, beautiful eyes.
"Chi-Chi? What's going-"
Goku could say no more before he began being pulled again, this time backwards. He barely caught a glimpse of the blackish, purplish thing behind him before he began being absorbed by it.
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Vegeta was had just arrived to the spot where Shenlong, the dragon had been summoned. The blackness of sky around the area had been a dead give-a-way. If he could just make it there in time to state his wish before Kakkarot's friend and those other cowardly humans…
Vegeta's eyes widened as he saw a man in orange and blue training clothes being sucked into what appeared to be a portal. It was black, swirled with deviously dark purple, and gray-pink lightning sparked all around it. Vegeta would have recognized the man being pulled into that portal from a mile away.
"Kakkarot," Vegeta whispered in shock.
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Chi-Chi looked on in helpless shock as her husband slowly disappeared into the portal. The shocked, almost hurt look on his face when he noticed his wife of over seven years was almost unbearable. Chi-Chi's heart sank deeply when Goku's hand slowly disappeared through the portal. He reached… for her. Chi-Chi yelled after Goku as loud as she could, but obviously, he could not hear her. Chi-Chi looked at the portal, lips trembling. She was about to turn away, when suddenly something caught her eyes. A hand was coming back out of the portal!
"Look!" She called to Krillin and the rest.
Chi-Chi looked on, growing apprehensive as an entire body began to emerge out of the swirling pool of darkness. It was not her Goku though- it was a red-haired woman- no, man, actually. He wore a magenta-colored gi, a grayish-white hakama and… he looked like one of the people from her magazine, actually. His startled purple eyes first noticed her, then that red-haired head flipped around in the opposite direction.
"HOLY KAMI!" the man cried at the sight of the dragon. The he fell to the ground, fainting from the shock.
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Gip-k's Post-chapter Statements: -Okay! I finally got that chapter over with. *Sighs deeply and wipes brow* You people hated it, right? You hated that very much. It was very bad, right? Too un-DBZ-like, right? There was everything wrong with it, right? The problem lies in this. I wanted to have an excuse to make it like only Chi-Chi, Krillin, Bulma, Master Roshi, and Vegeta were present to see Goku being sucked into the portal. I know, I know! I used a lot of lousy excuses, but it was necessary. This chapter was extremely stressful for me. L I don't even know if it will up-load okay. I'm hoping no one hates me for writing this. I have been deciding on this for days so I guess I'll just smile and say: "Let's see what happens."
And to all your very poor people who have not seen Rurouni Kenshin… please do! You can find the manga (comic book) at www.rkdreams.com. It's also a fanfiction site so you might want to check out Anna-Neko's work while you're there. J Also, the first episodes of Rurouni Kenshin are available to own on DVD and maybe video.
Okay, now that you're done, please submit a review! I'd be very happy to hear what you think- whether you liked or hated this chapter doesn't matter. I shall continue, if my people wish it. J Bye and thanks for reading! J