Sentiments of gip-k: -Here's the fourth chapter- the surprise bonus. :) I'm being fair to Goku and Kenshin equally. (for now) This is Kenshin's chapter. For any who see the rurouni, give him my love! :) You'll all get to see what's happening. Not to worry. This chapter will have less building of the atmosphere and a little teeny bit more of the core story. :) The twist and turns haven't arrived yet, but they shall. I fear I screwed up a little with the timing even though Gokaia_Z helped me, but I guess I'll have turn it around for the best. This is fanfiction, I guess. :) You rule the characters' destiny here. (Goku and Kenshin don't look too happy about this)
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Disclaimer: I don't own RK or DBZ. How many times do I have to say it? I don't think Akira and Watsuki would really sue me (looks around nervously) for I am but a thirteen-year old. So, if I must beg… please don't sue me, for I am innocent! I am but a meager fan!
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----Chapter 4----
Meanwhile, as Goku was about to have a nice lunch at the Akebeko, Kenshin was staring on in horror at the man before him. Kenshin's hand clutched his sword. Though this… creature, or sorts had disturbingly high ki, as did all the rest of the people in the room, Kenshin was prepared to do what he had too. Then suddenly, Chi-Chi's eyes widened, and then closed. Kenshin's own eyes darted from Piccolo to the others. The look in their eyes portrayed extreme concentration. Kenshin blinked. Could they hear something that he could not? He'd always thought his own ears to be very sharp.
"So that's it-" Yamcha exclaimed, but was shushed by all the rest.
Kenshin's alert violet eyes narrowed. What was going on? The silence put a tenseness over the entire room. Kenshin's alertness began to increase. He could even hear the sounds of birds chirping outside. He'd removed his hand from off his sakabato, but his fingers itched to touch it again. Something was wrong, that it was. Suddenly, Chi-Chi's eyes fluttered back open, and all the other's snapped out of their intense concentration. All eyes turned to Kenshin. Silence.
"My pardons, but is something wrong?" Kenshin asked.
"No," Yamcha said quickly. "Things are just starting to clear up."
Kenshin raised an eyebrow as a signal that he was questioning that remark.
"We found out why you're here," Krillin said excitedly.
"Kenshin, do you remember the magazine that Chi-Chi was reading?" the blue-haired woman asked. Kenshin looked at her. He was relieved to see that she was now wearing a red jacket over her sleeveless, shoulder-baring blue shirt.
"Yes," Kenshin said grimly. "I doubt that I could have forgotten something so disturbing in such a short time."
"Kami said that that magazine was our glimpse into your world," Piccolo said, looking extremely serious. Kenshin hadn't known he could look more serious than he had been already.
"Excuse me?" Kenshin said, not grasping what the green man had said.
"Your world is in an alternate universe than ours," the blue-haired woman said, sounding excited. "Both universes are simply two differents threads in the fabric of… time itself! It seemed that the universes had been somehow interacting with eachother, thus affecting the minds of those unaware of the differences. The man who created that magazine, was subconsciously creating the story of a certain period of time in your universe. He had no idea that it truly existed. I don't know about you but I think that's truly amazing! And to think that you've actually traveled between the universes! It's wonderful, isn't it? You've even actually made it here in one peace! Let me ask you a few questions-"
"Uh, Bulma," Krillin said, sounding sheepish. "I don't think Kenshin's ready to be asked all those questions."
"Krillin!" Bulma scolded. "Don't you want to know about the galaxies beyond, the universes, and what your place in the fabric of time is?"
"Uhhhh, no?" Krillin said, half-asking, half-telling.
"Enough," Piccolo said in an especially gruff voice. "We need to find the dragonballs, and wish this… Kenshin guy back where he belongs. We also need Goku back, too. Frieza could be coming back here any minute, and he needs to be ready. We all need to be ready."
"Are we going to use earth's dragonballs again?" Krillin asked.
"No," Piccolo said. "It will take us forever to find those dragonballs. Not only that, but Shenlong might not have enough power to grant our wish."
"Yeah right!" Bulma exclaimed. "If Shenlong had enough power to transport them through the universe once, I don't see why he can't do it again."
"You've proved my point exactly, Bulma," Piccolo said grimly. "Shenlong might not be powerful enough to do something as drastic as transporting Goku and Kenshin between universes again. Trying to find the dragonballs here and then discovering that Shenlong cannot grant our wish would be wasting valuable time and energy. We should go to Porunga."
"Porunga!" Tien exclaimed. "But he's all the way on Namek!" Tien exclaimed.
"Exactly," Piccolo said. "That's more reason for us to go there right away. He's more powerful. We'll have three wishes there, and not only that, we'll be able to wish that none of this ever happened."
"That none of it ever happened?" Krillin exclaimed. "But that's crazy!" Piccolo and the other's stared at Krillin. He contineud in a calmer voice. "But if we wish that none of this ever happened then- wouldn't that be even more dangerous than simply telling the dragon to switch them both back? Not only that but it seems… wrong. Come on, Piccolo. Are you sure that's such a good idea?"
"Considering that fact that I regret ever having to come here, then yes," Piccolo said dryly. "I certainly wish that Chi-Chi had never spoken those words."
Chi-Chi's eyes flashed, but Kenshin knew that she was hurt inside.
"Why was I not invited to this gathering?"
Everyone moved out of the way of the door, admitting the Prince of all Saiyans into the cramped room.
"Hey, Vegeta!" Krillin said, nervously greeting the stubborn Saiyan.
Vegeta, as usally said hello to no one. He looked around the room, from Bulma, to Piccolo, to Yamcha, and so forth, until finally his alert black eyes fell on Chi-Chi.
"Well if it isn't Kakarot's loose-tongued wife," Vegeta said. His voice dripped with sarcasm. "Kakarot's own wife of almost ten years, suddenly decided that she didn't want him anymore, so she wished him away in order to get-" Vegeta's dark, devious eyes fell on Kenshin. Surprisingly, he burst out into waves of evil laughter.
No one in that room was without either wide eyes or a gaping mouth. All except Kenshin.
"My pardons, but what do you find to be so humorous?" Kenshin asked.
Without warning, Vegeta's face became serious.
"It's simply the fact that Kakarot's own wife- or any woman for that matter, would ever even consider looking at a man as weak and pathetic as you," Vegeta said. "All females are without common sense."
"HEY!" Bulma said, raising her hand to hit Vegeta on the head as hard as she could. Without even looking, Vegeta grabbed her hand just as it was about to slam down on his head. He stared at Bulma with angry eyes the color of kindling coal.
"What do you think you're doing, woman?" Vegeta demanded. "You dare raise a hand against the Prince of all Saiyans?"
"Let me go!" Bulma exclaimed. "You're nothing but the Prince of selfish pride for all I care!"
"Hey!" Yamcha said, stepping up a little. "Let her go!"
Chi-Chi looked at Kenshin. Why was he watching the situation so calmly?
Vegeta stared at Yamcha for a long while, then let Bulma go, but more softly than Chi-Chi had expected. In fact, almost gently.
"Well, are all of you going to sit around like hogs or what?" Vegeta asked. "What's going on?"
Piccolo and Krillin filled Vegeta in on what's going on.
"Humph," Vegeta said, voice as ironic as usually. "So we're going to get Kakarot back? I see." A crooked smile appeared on Vegeta's face. "Well, I never got to settle the score with him. He's not getting away that easily."
"Who, may I ask, is Kakarot?" Kenshin asked.
The fighters, seemingly having forgotten that Kenshin even existed, turned to him.
"He's the one all of them-" Vegeta momentarily turned to all the others. "-Call Goku. It's not his true name. He has Saiyan blood in his veins, but he refuses to recognize it. He would rather be an… earthling like all the other weaklings in this room."
Kenshin kept his eyes fixed on Vegeta. This was a man who hid his weakness by using pride and strong words. He obviously did not like being weaker than others- especially this Goku man. Hmmm. Kenshin thought. He's one of these… Saiyans, whatever they are. He tries to hide his weakness by faining strength. He tries to use anger to hide love. Hatred to hide fear. Sarcasm to hide kindness and gratefullness. He must have gone through a hard life, I say, and that hard life has in turn hardened him. I admired his determination, though. His ki is quite high, and he is alert all the time. The only way to catch him off guard is to say the thing he least expects. Kind words, praise of his character. He doesn't seems to have forgotten exactly what kindness is, since for a long period of his life it was never shown to him-
"What are you staring at, earthling?" Vegeta said in threatening tones.
"Oh, I apologize," Kenshin said quickly. "I was very deep in thought."
"Good," Vegeta said, sounding satisfied. "I won't except insubordination from someone like you."
"Of course not," Kenshin said, trying to look humble. "I have no desire to argue or fight, that I do not."
"That sword that you keep at your waist," Vegeta said. "Do you know how to use it?"
"My pardons, but I must say that I know how to use it very well, according to most people," Kenshin said, giving a small smile. "However, I prefer not to fight. This sword does not kill, that it does not. It is a reverse blade sword. The moves I have learned using this sword would normally kill instantly, but on a sword on which the blunt side of the blade is the one a person is using, it can only cause injuries, I say."
"A sword that can't kill?" Tien asked, sounding surprised. "Why would you want to do that? I mean, what happens if someone you care about gets killed? What are you going to do?"
Kenshin's eyes brightened. And he held his head high, but not in pride, but with a strong sense of justice and righteous vigor.
"I bear this sword to keep things like that from happening, I say," Kenshin replied. "I have decided not to take mens' live, that I have. I don't think it's right when the weak, who are simply trying to live a happy, and prosperous life, suffer needlessly at the hands of those who are strongen than they. That is why I have decided to become a wanderer. My goal is to protect the weak, and to ensure their happiness and safety. The sword I bear is a sword that protects life, not a sword that takes it away."
Silence reigned for a few minutes as all the people in the room looked on at Kenshin in wonder and amazement at his short, yet very strong and honorable speech.
"That's… wonderful," Bulma said, her eyes watery with tears of ectasy.
"Wow, I didn't know you had such a high moral code," Krillin said in amazement.
Kenshin looked embarassed.
"This unworthy one is doing naught but to repent for the pain he has caused others," he mumbled, blushing.
"Ooh!" Bulma exclaimed. "He blushes, too! What a cute guy!"
Chi-Chi looked at Kenshin in raw awe and amazement. Their eyes met for a second, and Chi-Chi quickly turned away, blushing.
"I can't believe you all!" Vegeta said. "You didn't listen to a word he said!"
"No, you didn't hear a word he said," Yamcha retorted.
The praise continued until Vegeta's rage had built to the point that he had to shout.
"SILENCE!" he cried. Everyone looked at him. "Don't you see?" Vegeta asked incredulously. "This man has stated unashamedly, that if someone killed his family, he would not avenge them. He would simply… not kill! The very thought of that is absurd! He's only one man! He's a meager earthling, at that! He cannot stop any of his friends, whoever they are, from getting hurt. All his protecting of the innocent is nonsense, as well! I know very well myself. If you do something for a person, especially these earthlings, the go on about their lives without a word of thanks! Is it worth it? Is a stupid moral code worth dying for? Is it?"
The faces of all those hearing Vegeta's statement dimmed with every word.
"Hey, listen Veg-" Yamcha began.
"No, you listen!" Vegeta exclaimed. "If Frieza were to come here right now, and blast all of us to bits, and this… Kenshin of a man had a chance to destroy him, he wouldn't! He just wouldn't!"
"Vegeta, why the heck do you have to act like such a jerk all the time?" Bulma asked, fire in her bluish eyes. "Every time someone says something you don't like, you beat it down!"
"I was going to say the same of you, Bulma," Vegeta said.
Bulma and Vegeta got into a massive argument until Piccolo told them both to be quiet. Though they continued to glare at eachother, they both shut their mouths.
"Now, I say we head off to New Namek as soon as possible," Piccolo said in his usual gruff and stern voice. "I'll give everyone five days to prepare."
Kenshin cleared his throat loudly. Piccolo's eyes roved over to Kenshin.
"My pardons, but perhaps I could be of some assistance on this journey," Kenshin said, his face serious.
"You do know that this journey is extremely dangerous," Piccolo said. "Frieza could appear out of no where at any time. Goku professes to have destroyed him, but you can never be too sure about that man. His heart is evil, and he would never accept defeat no matter the costs, and no matter the way he went about it."
"I fear neither death nor pain, Piccolo," Kenshin said. "If this… man, is any danger to innocent people, then I will do whatever I can to prevent him hurting people any more."
"There should be absolutely no doubt in your mind that he's a danger to the innocent," Piccolo said in an especially bitter voice. "He's a ruthless monster. He doesn't even care who he is killing, women, children; they're all nothing but little pests in his demented mind. All he's ever caused in his lifetime is pain and sorrow, and he's…" Piccolo's mouth wrinkled in disgust. "Proud of it."
"This man is one who must be stopped," Kenshin said, his purple eyes darkening.
"It's impossible to keep evil contained," Tien said grimly. "It just keeps popping up everywhere."
"Yeah," Yamcha said. "Even if it's not Frieza who attacks us, it could be something else. This trips really dangerous. Are you sure you wanna do this, Kenshin?"
Kenshin smiled warmly.
"I appreciate you're concern, Yamcha," Kenshin said. "However, I cannot allow someone like Frieza to continue hurting people."
Everyone in the room nodded.
"Oh, I guess I'll just be here all alone," Chi-Chi said, sounding depressed.
"No way can you come, Chi-Chi," Krillin said, shaking his head. "It's far to risky."
"Then how come Bulma can go, huh?" Chi-Chi said, glancing momentarily at the blue-haired woman. "I'm a lot stronger than her!"
"No you're not!" Bulma said. "I've gone through way more than you have! I'm six years older, remember?"
"That doesn't mean you're more mature!" Chi-Chi yelled.
"Yes I am!" Bulma retorted.
"No you're not! I am!" Chi-Chi said.
The two glared at eachother so hard that it almost seemed like lightning would sudden begin flashing in the distance.
"Bulma's allowed to accompany us because we need her to fly the ship," Piccolo said.
Bulma nodded, satisfied.
"Not only that, but Bulma has someone to look after her," Yamcha said, wrapping his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder.
"That's right," Bulma said, smiling up at him.
Chi-Chi stood there, fuming so hard that Kenshin could almost feel the heat.
"Um, Miss Chi-Chi, my pardons, but your responsibility is here, I say," Kenshin said, smiling warmly. "You have a son here to take care of, that you do. And I'm sure your husband would be happy if he found you here safe and sound, I say."
Chi-Chi whacked Kenshin on the head so hard that his eyes became as big as saucers.
"ORO!" Kenshin cried as he bent under the pain.
"Don't get smart with me!" Chi-Chi said. "You just don't want me to come! And why the heck do you keep saying "Oro" all the time?"
"Oro?" Kenshin asked.
"THERE YOU GO AGAIN!" Chi-Chi yelled.
"Leave the man be, woman," Vegeta said, an evil smirk present on his face. "He's far to weak of a person for you to pick on. He's like a mere child."
Chi-Chi glared at Vegeta with angry eyes.
"I suppose you seem to think you're so tough, huh?" Chi-Chi asked angrily. "I'm sick of all your stinking pride! I swear, it's time you've gotten a lesson taught to you!"
Chi-Chi began walking over to the deviously smirking Vegeta with the intention to beat him up really good. Kenshin grabbed her arm just in time.
"Uh, Miss Chi-Chi?" he asked sheepishly. "My pardons, but haven't we had enough quarrels for one day?"
Chi-Chi glared at Kenshin, and he released her arm. However, to the relief of all that were in the room, she stepped back and simply defiantly crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"Well, I'm going to start doing some training," Yamcha said, stretching out a little. "You said five days, right Piccolo?"
Piccolo nodded.
"Well, I guess I'll do some training too," Tien said, nodding in agreement. "You coming, Chiaotzu?"
"Sure!" said the white faced child. "Let's go!"
"Hey, wait up, Yamcha!" called Puar.
The group of four headed out the door. Gohan looked up at Piccolo.
"Are you training too, Piccolo?" Gohan asked.
"I might as well," Piccolo said, smiling. Kenshin didn't even know the guy could smile.
"Hey, just you wait a minute!" Chi-Chi said, putting her hands on her hips. "You're not going anywhere, Gohan! You've got a ton of homework to do. Not only that, but you don't even want to keep your poor mother company! You should be ashamed of yourself."
Gohan's face fell.
"Come on, Mom," he said, a pathetic look on his face. "Can I please go? I want to see Dad!"
"Let the child go," Vegeta said, smirking. "He needs training."
"Since when did you have an opinion?" Chi-Chi demanded.
Vegeta only continued to smirk.
"Come on, Gohan," Piccolo said. "You haven't trained in quite a while."
A happy smile appeared on Gohan's face and he rushed out the door behind Piccolo.
"May I be excused, Miss Chi-Chi?" Kenshin asked.
"NOOO!" Chi-Chi yelled.
"Oh, let him go," Bulma said, giving Kenshin a playful grin. "He can't be all talk and no power, can he? Let's see what he's made of!"
Chi-Chi sat there fuming, and Kenshin hurried out the door. He was completely and totally shocked at what was unfolding before his eyes.
Tien and Yamcha were near the shoreside, floating a good thirty feet above the ground. They exchanged numerous kicks, punches, and counters. Kenshin gaped. They were going quite fast; anyone without eyes at least as good as his would not be able to see everything. Chiaotzu was shooting yellow-colored blast out of his hand and into the sea. To make matters worse, Piccolo was standing on the ground, easily blocking punches directed by him from Gohan, who was floating above the ground to match his height.
"Oro," Kenshin breathed.
"Ha!" Vegeta said, walking up beside Kenshin. "I'm sure you've never seen such things in your entire pathetic life time, weakling."
"They're using, magic…" Kenshin breathed.
"Not magic, you fool," Vegeta stated. "They're using ki."
"But, they can… fly," Kenshin said. "That's impossible."
"No it's not," Vegeta said. "Don't make foolish assumptions."
"You can fly, as well?" Kenshin asked, shocked.
Vegeta sniffed.
"Of course!" he said, annoyed. "Show me a little of what you can do."
"Uh, my pardons, but I prefer not to compete."
"Did I ask what you liked?" Vegeta asked. "Come race against me, and let us see who wins."
As Vegeta asked this, he was certain that he would be the winner. Humph. He thought. This man can't run a mile before getting tired. He's just a human. I'll be the winner of this race, for certain. If this… Kenshin thinks he is somehow equal to me in some way, he will soon be taught complete humility. I sense pride from him- he should be quite afraid of me, but he isn't. No one goes against the Prince of all Saiyans and wins!
"If you insist, I shall do as you say," Kenshin replied, his face growing serious. "What are the rules?"
"There are trees in front of us and behind us," Vegeta replied. "In between, there is sand. That will be our racing spot. I will promise not to power up during or before this race." Vegeta smirked. "I should be able to defeat you easily."
"Perhaps," Kenshin said, smiling slightly. "But not as easily as you think, I say."
"Let's go to the edge of the trees behind us, then," Vegeta said, his crooked smile growing in volume. "After that, the race begins."
Kenshin nodded.
"Listen up, everyone!" Vegeta called. Piccolo, Gohan, Yamcha, Tien, and Chiaotzu all stopped their training. Vegeta looked satisfied. "Kenshin and I are having a little race. Stay out of the way, or else you will no doubt get seriously injured. I'm not going to use any energy. Uh… well, Yamcha, you look like good enough of an umpire to me. You should declare the winner. I'll have no mistakes from you."
Yamcha nodded. All the others beamed with excitement. Piccolo looked at them with serious faces. All the Z-fighters flew up to the sky to avoid getting in the way, and Kenshin and Vegeta walked to the edge of the forest.
"All right, on my mark, we'll start the race," Vegeta said. "Remember, I promise not to power up." Kenshin nodded. Vegeta grinned. "I'll even give you a head start."
"I'm not certain you want to do that, I say," Kenshin replied, smiling.
"Well, since you seem so confident, I won't," Vegeta said, his smile widening. "All right. On my mark, you can start the race. On your mark. Get set… go!"
Kenshin dashed on a head so quickly that Vegeta momentarily stood there, stunned. He muttered a quick "Blast him" under his breath, and then hurried off to catch up. The world became a blur around him as he ran as fast as he could without powering up. He could see Kenshin not too far ahead of him. Curses! He's a bit faster than I thought. Humph! Not fast enough to beat me, though. Vegeta thought. He started running faster. He hardly had to break a sweat. He was catching up to Kenshin. Closer… closer… aha! Vegeta was now at the same pace as Kenshin. Those purple eyes roved to Vegeta temporarily, widened, and then turned back to the road. Vegeta became surprised and angry when Kenshin began to run even faster. Vegeta cursed under his breath and tried to catch up. He wouldn't lose this race. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up, and Kenshin was getting farther and farther away as each second passed. Vegeta could see the finish line. NO! I won't lose! Vegeta thought, and suddenly he felt a new burst of energy that sent him sailing past Kenshin at lightning speeds. He slowed down, for the finish line was not too far away. He skid to a stop, spraying sand everywhere. Kenshin reached the finish line only seconds after him.
"Vegeta is the winner!" Yamcha called.
Vegeta gave a satisfied grunt.
"Wow!" Gohan yelled excitedly. "Those two were moving so fast I coud hardly see them!"
"Wow! I didn't know Kenshin was that fast!" Tien exclaimed. "I guess he wasn't fast enough, though. He didn't win this one."
Vegeta turned to Kenshin, who was breathing hard, yet not hard enough. He was looking down at the ground, but Vegeta could see that his face looked troubled.
"Humph," Vegeta said. "You lost- woefully. Now you see who is truly the Prince of all Saiyans, and of the world."
Kenshin looked up. To Vegeta's shock and discontentment, a foolish-looking smile was on his face.
"Yes, I suppose I did lose," Kenshin said. "You were simply too fast for me, I say. Congratulations, Mr. Vegeta."
"Not so fast," Piccolo stated as he floated down to the ground.
Vegeta and Kenshin both turned to him.
"What do you have to say, Namekian?" Vegeta asked, smirking. "You must have already seen that I won, fair and square."
"I won't question the winning part," Piccolo said, his voice stern. "The fair and square part I will question."
"How dare you question by victory?" Vegeta asked. "You saw it with your own eyes!"
"You agreed not to use any ki, did you not?" Piccolo asked.
"Yes, and I kept that promise!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"No, you didn't," Piccolo said. "I felt a slight rise in the energy coming from you when the race was near its end. Not only that, but for a slight moment, I saw a blue glow surrounding you. You did not, keep your promise to not use any ki, and so you did not win the race fair and square."
"Are you saying that Vegeta cheated?" Yamcha said, lowering to the ground with all the others coming with him.
"That's exactly what I'm saying," Piccolo replied.
"I didn't feel any power surge, and I didn't see any blue glow," Gohan said. "I could hardly see a thing at all."
"Me neither," said Chiaotzu. "I did feel something though, but I wasn't really sure where it was coming from. What about you, Tien?"
"I did see something a little out of the ordinary," Tien said, sounding serious. "I don't exactly have a third eye for nothing."
Piccolo looked at Vegeta.
"So you want the truth, do you?" Vegeta asked, exasperated. "I won the race, and it doesn't matter how I won it, because I still won!"
"If you hadn't cheated, Kenshin might have won!" Gohan said angrily. "That means that you cheated!"
"Yamcha didn't see anyting, did you Yamcha?" Vegeta asked, glaring at the man.
"Well, uh, I don't know," Yamcha said. "If all the others saw something then…"
"Oh! Blast you all!" Vegeta said, glaring at them. "I'm going to go train… ALONE."
With that, Vegeta took to the sky.
"I did not mean to upset him," Kenshin said.
"What the heck are you talking about?" Tien asked. "If you cheat, you lose."
"I agree!" Chiaotzu said firmly.
"So do I," came Bulma's voice.
The fighters looked in the direction of the Kame House. Bulma, Oolong, Puar, Krillin, Chi-Chi, and Master Roshi were all walking out.
"That guy has some nerve," Chi-Chi said angrily.
"Yeah," Krillin said. "I wonder what's always eating at him."
"Maybe his pride," Bulma said.
"I have no opinion," Oolong, the small pig said. "I'm not going to be the one to get him mad."
"You guys saw the race?" Yamcha asked.
"Well, duh," Bulma said. "The house has windows, you know."
"You want to do some training, Krillin?" Gohn asked.
"Sure!" Krillin said.
The group continued to train for a little while, until finally Bulma announced that she was going to town to go shopping.
"I have got to get something to wear!" she announced. She turned to Yamcha. "Are you coming, sweetheart?"
Yamcha groaned.
"Oh, I guess so," he said.
"Yay!" Bulma said.
She pulled a capsule out of her pocket and threw it. Kenshin stepped back a few feet as yellowish smoke covered the ground where the small capsule had fallen. The smoke soon cleared, revealing a light brown helicopter with two c's, Capsule Corp's logo, written in black on the side of it. Kenshin went bananas.
"Orororororo!" he cried, pointing at the thing. "What in Kami's name is that?!?"
"Oh, give it a rest," Bulma said. "This is a helicopter, silly. You fly in it."
"This machine came out of that little bean?" Kenshin asked, still in shock.
"Are you an idiot or something?" Krillin asked. "You've never seen a helicopter before?"
"No, never," Kenshin said.
"Well, then it's a good time for you to ride in one," Yamcha replied.
"Uh, no thank you," Kenshin replied. "It seems to be quite a dangerous contraption."
The Z-fighters looked at eachother. They looked at Kenshin. Soon after, a yelling, kicking red-headed man was forced into the copter. Yamcha got in and closed the door before Kenshin could escape. He had a shaky smile on his face.
"Um, will you let me out, please?" he begged.
"Sorry, dude," Yamcha said, grinning, no can do. We're about to take off. Bulma, you ready?"
"Sure," she said, winking at the two men in the back seat. "Let's go!"
Bulma turned on the helicopter, and soon it was lifting off the ground. Kenshin looked helplessly out the window on his side down at the his friends. They were smiling up at him, waving. He looked down at them with a look that said; "Please Help". Yamcha pushed Kenshin back, thankfully, for Bulma had just started flying at near max speed without warning. Kenshin tried a vain attempt to hold unto his seat.
"Too FAAAAST!" Kenshin cried.
The helicopted flew off into the horizon, and Kenshin had a feeling that it would be an extremely rough ride.
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gip-k's Post Chapter Statements: -Hello, people! It's the author here! I know this chapter wasn't much fun. :( I'll try to do better next time. You people are going to be in for the ride of your life, so please stay with me! Action's on the way!
Oh yeah. You were right, Dee-Chan. :) Gohan doesn't like Kenshin very much at all right now, but he will, soon! And Dragon LadySupreme, Kenshin DID think that Piccolo was a demon of sorts, but those thoughts are starting to leave is mind, too!
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Thanks a lot for you're review! It was nice and I'm glad you wanted me to continue! I did! :)
Egyptian Lobster Guy
I was happy to get your review because you're one of the first "guy" to review my story. Also, I read your other two stories. :) I really did like the "Story About Nothing" because it was really a story about nothing! If you noticed, everyone who read it had a side effect of craziness, including me! Everybody, go read this guy's stories NOW!
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Trunkin
He's my other little brother. (groans) He does nothing but insult my work, but he gave me a FEW good ideas. And he did start reading my story so… I guess he gets some thanks.
Gokaia_Z
Don't ask me why I'm always thanking this guy. He FINALLY started reading my story, also, so it's all cool. He's given me the most good ideas. A very helpful resource. Watch out for his fanfic too (if it every comes out).
So to everyone… THANKS!