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I don't own DBZ.
Chapter 1: The Man Known As Goku
The man calling himself Goku stepped out of the room he was staying in and sighed. The last three days have been relaxing. He really didn't expect a warm welcome. The owner of the saloon, Miss Bulma, along with the rest of the town, accepted his story and left it at that. Sometimes he will turn around and expect to see his old partner behind him with that crazy smirk on his face.
"Goku!" He turned with a start and saw Miss Bulma coming towards him. In her hand was a small sack. I was wondering if you would take this sack of vegetables over to Miss Chichi."
In the few months that he'd been in town he never once felt left out. It's like he had been a member of the town forever. The storekeeper, Krillin Monk, gave him store credit almost immediately. And the new schoolmarm, Miss Chichi, about the prettiest thing he'd ever seen, was sweet on him. And he can't say he didn't feel the same. And the whole town knew it.
He blushed slightly then smiled. "I would love to." Taking the bag, Goku took off down the street.
As he neared the schoolhouse he could hear the children laughing along with the voice of Chichi as she tried to get her class in line. He hesitated. Going into that room meant that he was accepting this new life. He could just walk away and ride off. That's what he should do. Too many years of running have been ingrained into him.
Without thinking he went into the school. No looking behind him. No more running. He's found his destiny. Here. In this small town known as West City.
(A/N: Sorry that its so short but I'm in the middle of a exam.)
I don't own DBZ.
Chapter 1: The Man Known As Goku
The man calling himself Goku stepped out of the room he was staying in and sighed. The last three days have been relaxing. He really didn't expect a warm welcome. The owner of the saloon, Miss Bulma, along with the rest of the town, accepted his story and left it at that. Sometimes he will turn around and expect to see his old partner behind him with that crazy smirk on his face.
"Goku!" He turned with a start and saw Miss Bulma coming towards him. In her hand was a small sack. I was wondering if you would take this sack of vegetables over to Miss Chichi."
In the few months that he'd been in town he never once felt left out. It's like he had been a member of the town forever. The storekeeper, Krillin Monk, gave him store credit almost immediately. And the new schoolmarm, Miss Chichi, about the prettiest thing he'd ever seen, was sweet on him. And he can't say he didn't feel the same. And the whole town knew it.
He blushed slightly then smiled. "I would love to." Taking the bag, Goku took off down the street.
As he neared the schoolhouse he could hear the children laughing along with the voice of Chichi as she tried to get her class in line. He hesitated. Going into that room meant that he was accepting this new life. He could just walk away and ride off. That's what he should do. Too many years of running have been ingrained into him.
Without thinking he went into the school. No looking behind him. No more running. He's found his destiny. Here. In this small town known as West City.
(A/N: Sorry that its so short but I'm in the middle of a exam.)