Chapter 16. What to do now?

Sunday evening at around 11:30 PM

Ichigo flew slightly above and a few meters behind Son Roshi. Even though she was deep in thought, her eyes glared daggers at the young man.

Ichigo had never had any problems classifying people. With very little information to go on, Ichigo could normally determine whether a person was genuine or fake, trustworthy or not. From there, she could easily determine how best to treat them when they came calling. Everyone had goals, and talents, and weaknesses. If she knew the person's goals then she could exploit their weaknesses while using their talents to accomplish her ends. Such was normally the day-to-day relation Ichigo had with people around the Palace.

She couldn't get a read on Roshi. 'Ahh! I want to scream! I don't understand him. Right now, he is flying in front of me, opening his back to attack. Less then an hour ago I had every intent to kill him.' Her eyes narrowed. 'I think I still do, but that is not the point. Why is he trusting me?'

Ichigo could feel herself wanting to trust the young man, but she urged herself to be cautious. 'No one does anything without reason. What does he want? He said he could fix my ship and even offered to go back and help me fight the Changelings. Why? What does he have to gain by helping me?' Ichigo flew on in silence for a while pondering that point.

'He held back information from his cousins while I was in the room. I don't buy into his I got mad story. If one could develop that kind of power simply by getting mad, I would not be here because my people would not have reason to fear the Changelings.'

'He acts like he respects me. That is why I can feel myself wanting to trust him. He beat me, but rather then rub my nose in it, he acts as if that was just an unfortunate mistake.'

Ichigo thought about her now missing tail and managed to give herself a phantom itch. After a few minutes of flight the itch that felt like it was at the tip of her tail was starting to grow unbearable.

'This is just great. Why did that jerk have to rip of my tail? Why couldn't my father have just let me stay and fight at home? He could have sent a lot other more seasoned warriors here to look for the no existent and total waste of time Super Saiyans. Why me?'

'Because you are Ichigo Kudamono and you are the Crown Princess. Your father sent you because he knew you would be one of the first to die had you stayed. Sending you away was not only a chance to save you but through your actions save your people. Just because things are not going your way does not mean you should give up or question yourself. So stop complaining and take some responsibility for your actions. As father always says: Life is change and uncertainty. Deal with it.' She scoldingly answered herself.

The past week had not proceeded to Ichigo's expectations. She had to admit that she was feeling almost betrayed by her father. He sent her on a wild goose chase for something that didn't exist.

It wasn't the first time she had thought those same thoughts. Ichigo's thoughts drifted to a training mission her father had sent her on a few months back.

* * *

"Good morning Daughter." Her father had said as he walked briskly into the smaller dinning hall near the kitchens where Ichigo had been eating her breakfast.

"Finish quickly, I have some things for you to do."

Ichigo pulled the nargia, a large meaty fruit native to Saiya that tasted something of melons and looked like an overgrown pear, away from her mouth. "Could you tell me while I am eating, or is this something best left for private chambers?" She asked knowing full well that the small dinning hall was probably just as private if not more so then her father's office.

Her father had done his best to look inconvenienced. "I suppose I can start now. I have some special training for you to do."

This caught her interest. Her father usually allowed her to follow her own training schedule. He only changed it when there was something he found lacking.

Her father continued, "as soon as you are done eating, I want you to pack a few provisions for a two week surveillance, survival, and diplomacy mission."

This had surprised her. Military intelligence was a highly important aspect of any military, and then of course of any war. However, she was not nor would she ever be a scout. Scouts were week yet intelligent warriors who could be sent behind enemy lines for surveillance, and not be detected overly easily. With a power level of over 25,000 Ichigo would be picked up by scouters immediately.

'Besides,' she had thought, 'the only people we are at war with at the moment are the Changelings, and they only send there best here, there is no reason to send scouts to them.'

"Alright, so you want me to pretend I am a scout, then what?" She asked.

Her father cocked an eyebrow and replied, "I said nothing of the sort. I simply said that you were going on a surveillance mission." He handed her a map of an area on the far side of Saiya. "Go there, gather as much intelligence on the area as you can. They enemy in this exercise will be denoted by a red bandana worn on the head or arm."

"Sounds simple enough." Ichigo had replied.

"Yes, it does," He replied, "but you had best use the resources provided to you well, or you will fail. Certain things need tact rather then brawn, unless you are tactful, this isn't going to be an easy mission."

When she had gotten to the area her father had sent her to, she found a small farming village. The only thing remarkable about the village was the hot springs nearby that had been turned into a public bath resort. The resort was only for women, as it did not have a male bath at it. This had surprised Ichigo, as Saiya was about at patriarchal as a society could get. The fact that there was a women's only bath that she had never heard of surprised her.

Surprise aside, she realized that this was not going to be an easy exercise. She had not been allowed to bring a scouter along so she could not use it to identify potential threats, so she had to find them herself. Also, since it was a populated agricultural area, wild life would be scarcer, and she couldn't just go steal food from the farmers. If she wanted food from them she would have to buy it. As she had not thought to bring money with her this meant she would be forced to do manual labor. Ichigo had never been pampered, but she also didn't like lowering herself to the level of the common worker. She was a warrior and the future Queen, manual labor was below her.

After scouting the area and dismissing the women at the bath as vacationers, she found a farmer who owned a vineyard and was in the process of harvesting his grapes. She saw he also had a large herd of meat animals, and what appeared to be his own butcher shop.

Ichigo changed out of her armor and into more normal looking civilian clothing and let out her hair. She was never pictured or seen in public without her hair in some sort of a braid, so she was fairly certain that her real identity would not be discovered. She then inquired into if she could find employment for a few hours a day for the next several weeks helping him and his other workers make the wine. She asked only for food in return for any work she would do.

The farmer readily agreed, and sent her to start hauling large baskets of grapes to be mashed for the wine.

Ichigo was curt with her fellow employees. She kept her distance and they kept theirs. Ichigo went only by the name Kinomi. Kinomi had been her grandmother's name. Her father's mother had been known to be a wise woman of sharp wit and sharper tongue. Her father had given her the nickname Kinomi for the times when she was being particularly devious or crabby. As not being discovered would take a bit of deception now and then, the name worked well for her.

Ichigo had worked quickly and hard for several hours a day for the farmer. The rest of the time she spent scouting, and looking for the supposed enemy. Once, she almost confronted a young woman and her child as they walked down the street of the city. The woman had warn a red scarf in her hair, and it was only through observation that Ichigo realized that she was just a mother with a red scarf in her hair, not some hidden enemy.

As the end of the second week neared, Ichigo had become tense and agitated. The enemy had never shown, and she was not one to accept failure easily. On the final day with four hours left before she was to report to her father, she decided that if she was going to fail, she would at least have enjoyed one bath at the resort first. It would be awhile before she would get back knowing her father.

Temper matching the heat of the water, she walked into the pool and sat down letting the warm nearly hot water cover her.

The next thing she knew, someone had grabbed her hair and pulled her head out of the water.

"Ghah, your hair is a mess! What have you been doing for the past two weeks?"

Ichigo blinked the water out of her eyes and looked at the woman who had spoken to her. "Momo? What are you doing here?" She had asked astounded.

"Waiting for you to surrender." Momo said smiling while reaching back to pull the red bandana off of the back of her head.

Ichigo had been too shocked to be mad. "This was all a set up. Where are the rest of the people I was supposed to be looking for? You're not a warrior and you wouldn't be here alone in a war game."

Momo shrugged and looked to the sky. "Believe what you wish. Your father said to tell you that once you had found me you could enjoy the rest of your two weeks and then report to him at the designated time which if I am not mistaken is in about two hours now."

Ichigo found her father in his private workout room lifting weights. Big weights. He tossed a bar of weights that had to weigh several tones aside like it was weightless and turned to look at her. "So, did you learn anything from this?"

Ichigo glared at her father. "You tricked me. There wasn't any team. There wasn't anyone to stop. No one attacked. No one damaged anything. And Momo isn't even a warrior. What kind of combat training was this?" She demanded hotly.

Ichigo could see the anger boiling beneath his skin. It was one of the few times she could recall her father ever truly being mad at her. "Follow me," he said as he stormed out of the room.

Ichigo followed him to his office where he pulled a wine bottle out of some ice opened it and poured himself a glass. He did not pour one for her, and she was not about to ask even though she had been drinking wine since she was very young at meals and other formal occasions. He then re-corked the bottle and tossed it to her.

"What is this?" She asked confused as she caught it.

"I don't know. What is it?" Her father shot back.

"It is a wine bottle, so I learned how to make wine and that was about it in the past two weeks, are you going to find fault in that as well?"

"No, but do you even know the name of the man you worked for in order to feed yourself these past two weeks?"

Ichigo was about to ask what it mattered what the man's name was when she stopped and abruptly closed her mouth.

"This wasn't a training mission at all was it?"

He father sat down at his desk and looked across it at her. "Oh, it was, but not the type you thought it was. This was a lesson in life. And from the looks of it you failed."

Ichigo had a sinking feeling. She looked at the wine bottle and then turned the label towards her father. "Don't tell me the farmer was Anzu." She said meekly.

Anzu had worked at the Palace as a gardener and herbalist in her grandmother's time. He was well known for making the best wine and other spirits on all of Saiya.

Her father slowly shook his head, "He was able to get a hold of me the day you asked to work for him. He wanted to know if there was a reason why you were in common clothing and going by your grandmother's name."

"Well, I didn't want anyone to know who I was."

Her father sadly shook his head. That unrulely ragged tangled mess of hair you have from being away from a commonly packed item known as a brush is purely your mother. However, your face, your eyes, and even your attitude are almost a duplicate of your grandmother. She had never expected to be Queen. She was just a simple Elite warrior doing her duty until she caught the eye of my father. She never did drop the warrior's view of things."

"You, however, are not simply a warrior. How many times to I have to try to get you to realize that? I told you that this exercise you just finished required tact not brawn. Does the term Diplomacy mean nothing to you? With hardly any effort you could have included the people of that town in your efforts. If there actually had been an invasion force of some sort coming you could have figured out who had at one time been a warrior, or who could fight and from there you could have set up at the very least an ad-hock militia."

"Had you even spoken to Anzu once, about things military he would have been more then proud enough to tell you that of his three children, his youngest, a daughter, is your age, and is currently training to become an Elite."

"You have a rather powerful double standard in effect here Ichigo. You want people to respect you and hate the fact that a lot of the warriors won't just because you are female rather then male. Yet at the same time you are unwilling to respect anyone who is not a warrior. You have an attitude that I have not done my best to beat out of you that people who are not warriors are not hard working, are not important, and are not vital."

"Take a drink of that wine. If you wish to believe that it did not take years of practice, training and hard work to make wine of that quality then you are deluding yourself. Most of the people you will rule are not nor ever will be warriors. If you don't learn from them and learn to work with them then you won't be fit to rule regardless of how strong you are."

"But, I..." Ichigo started to defend herself.

"I understand. This is not what you had expected, or what you had planned for when I sent you on the mission. Get used to it. The unexpected happens. Life is the unexpected. Life is change and uncertainty. Deal with it. If you cannot, then you will forever be reacting rather then leading." Her father said as he left the room leaving her to brood over her thoughts for a long long time.

* * *

'I did not expect things to happen as they have, but that is no excuse. I have to adapt to the changes and use them to my advantage.' Ichigo sighed and glared at Roshi. 'In the end, it does not matter what he wants. It is what I need to do that matters. I cannot allow myself to trust him. He openly claimed to be descended directly from the Vegeta family itself. The blood of traitors flows in his veins.'

Thinking more on her problems, Ichigo finally made her mind up. 'I failed in my mission, because there are no Super Saiyans. But, that does not mean that the mission itself was a total failure. As long as this Roshi follows through with his promise to fix my ship, I may as well see if I can learn anything more from him. Then, once my ship is fixed, I have to go back. If I stay, Blizzard might come looking for me.'

Ichigo sighed again, 'Yes I have decided. This Roshi said they could fix my ship. As soon as it is fixed, I am going to go home. I have delayed the inevitable far too long already. I will fight and I will die, but nothing can help that now. It is the only honorable choice left to me.'

* * *

'What am I going to do with her?' Roshi was worried. 'My mom is going to go nuts. Oh, I wish my dad was here, he would be able to control the situation. My mom is going to freak. Then she is going to say something terrible, and Kinomi is going to go nuts and... OHHHHHH What am I going to do?'

Roshi heard the girl sigh and felt her ki spike for a moment before it settled back down again. He could feel her glaring daggers into his back. 'Not only that, but she is not telling me everything. There is some truth to what she said earlier, but I don't think I can actually trust her.' Roshi decided.

'Why me? Why does my life always have to be so... eventful. What did I ever do to fate? Kit kidded that fate was going to bite my hand off if I didn't fess up to Mariah. Well, I think fate wasn't happy with an arm, it wants to eat me whole. Goku and Gohan never had to deal with insane Female Saiyans who wanted to kill them. Dende why me? First I get into that fight at school, now this. My Mom is never going to let me out of the house again.'

Roshi flew on deep in thought.

* * *

Ichigo followed him for several minutes and then decided that she needed to take out some frustrations on some nearby mountains.

She started to slow down. The young man in front of her did the same. He hadn't even looked back. It was like he just Knew she had slowed down.

'How can he do that? It's like he just knows where I am and what I am doing. I don't think I caught him by surprise during our entire fight, and now he even slows down to keep me from falling too far back from him.'

"How do you do that?" She demanded.

"Do what?" Roshi asked innocently as he turned back to look at her.

"Don't act stupid. How did you know I had slowed down?"

"Oh, well I just knew." He said as they came to a complete stop.

Ichigo glared at him through have closed eyes, "how, are you a telepath or something?" She demanded

"Ah... No, I just well sensed it." He replied.

Ichigo was getting annoyed. She realized that he was not being very forth coming in his explanation. "How did you just sense it? It is not like you have a scouter hidden on you. My scouter would have detected any cybernetic devices."

Roshi gave out a long sigh and started talking. "Ok I can try to explain it. Kinomi, how do you know how powerful a ki attack will be before you release it?"

Ichigo paused for a bit. 'If he is trying to divert my inquiry he will pay in the end.' "Well, I just do, I don't know how to explain it."

"Ok then, my ability to sense you and your energy is very much the same thing, I can't really explain it." Roshi said while thinking about how relatively easy it was to explain. He just did not really trust her. Until he could trust her he was not about to teach her something she could use against him.

Ichigo felt herself deflate a bit as her temper flared. "Well, how did you learn how to do it then? No one is born with the ability to truly control their ki, it has to be taught."

"Ah well," Roshi paused, "I couldn't tell you really. It just kind of came with the ki training I guess."

"Well, if you can't or won't teach me how to do what ever it is you do to be able to sense me, then I want to go get my scouter. Then at least I might be able to know if someone is sneaking up on me."

Roshi thought for a bit and decided that it would not hurt for her to get her scouter back. "Ah ok, I don't think it was damaged in the fighting."

"It better not have been!" Ichigo said back. 'I want my armor back too,' she thought. 'This outfit is comfortable, but I feel strange wearing it.'

The two of them hurried off towards the lake where Roshi had found her stretching earlier in the evening.

Ichigo landed and quickly put the scouter on. It made some beeping noises and then settled on readout. "What! It claims you are only at 5,000! It must be broken!" She screamed.

"Ah, I don't think so. Can you test yourself with that version of the scouter?" Roshi asked.

"Ah yes." Ichigo said as if that was so obvious only an idiot would ask. She then reached up and made some adjustments. She then powered up as high as she could.

"Hmmmmmm that is high, I would guess it says about 70,000 or so." Roshi said to her.

Ichigo quickly powered down again and glared at him. "69,890 to be exact. I didn't realize you were that sensitive. No wonder you don't have to use a scouter. I would really like to learn that ability. How far can you sense by the way?" 'No wonder he knew where I was at all the time. That ability gives him an incredible advantage in combat. It is no wonder he won't tell me how he does it. Only an idiot would give away that kind of information. I may be trying to use him as a tool while I am here, but he is smart enough to know what not to give me. Now the only trick is to figure out how to force it out of him.'

"Oh um if I am really calm and at peace, I can sense people on the other side of the planet." He said nonchalantly.

"WHAT?!?!!? The other side of the PLANET?!?!! I don't believe you!" Ichigo screamed. 'The best scouters we make are not event that accurate.'

Roshi just shrugged. "You want your armor too?"

Ichigo looked over and saw her bodysuit and armor lying on the beach. "Yes, since I don't really want to carry it I think I will just put it on. Turn around." Ichigo blushed in anger and then continued. "You have already seen and touched far too much." 'I am the Princess. By tradition, my person is sacrosanct. He ripped off my tail, he grabbed my chest while we fought, and he saw me almost unclothed. That is thrice he has demeaned the honor of my person and by rights if we were on Saiya I would have him castrated, fed his own balls, and slain just on principal.'

Ichigo glared at the armor she held in her hands, 'the only problem is at the moment I need him alive so he can fix my ship and teach me how he can sense ki.' Ichigo absent mindedly stated to untie her belt before looking up at Roshi. He was still looking right at her. "Well are you going to just stand there you stupid pervert? Turn around!"

* * *

Roshi watched, as the girl seemed to get lost in thought for a moment or two before looking up and yelling at him.

"No, Kintoun can carry your armor back there is no reason for you to change clothing here." He said sternly.

"How dare you argue with me! I demand you turn around this instant."

"What are you going to do if I don't?" Roshi asked. He realized that he was dangerously close to starting another fight with the girl, but he didn't like this sudden change in her attitude and he was hoping she would slip up and reveal a bit more about herself.

Ichigo saw the look in his eyes and even though her scouter still read 5,000 he scared her just a little. The memory of how thoroughly he had beaten her less then two hours ago was painfully recent. "I... don't know." She finally replied.

"Well like I said, you can have the Kintoun carry your stuff, there is no reason for you to undress here." 'Not that I would mind another look... what the hell am I thinking?' Roshi filled his head with images of her trying to kill him, and then thought about how Mariah had hugged him after the movie just a few days earlier.

"What is the Kintoun?" Ichigo asked.

"Oh, it is my cloud. Here it comes." Roshi said as he pointed to the on- coming cloud.

"How is that supposed to help?" Ichigo asked in disgust.

"It will carry your stuff back, like I said." Roshi replied.

"Right, and just how is a CLOUD supposed to carry anything?"

Roshi started laughing. He couldn't help himself.

"What is so funny? WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING AT ME?!?!?" Ichigo demanded.

"I'm sorry, but how do you think I could stand on it earlier today and sneak up on you without setting your scouter off?"

Ichigo paused for a moment and suddenly realized what had been bothering her since coming to this side of the wormhole. "Good question, but the more important one is why does my scouter say that you only have a power level of 5,000? I KNOW you are a lot stronger then that. I also fought a green man on Namek who showed up at anywhere between 5,000 and 50,000. I have never encountered anyone who manipulates their energy output to that level without transformations! How are you doing that?" 'He can sense and control the level of ki he puts out that a scouter can detect. Stealth is always and important part of any fight, but he takes it to a new level. Either one of those abilities would be able to help me against the changelings. They may not be enough to change the outcome, but at least they would give me a better chance to hurt them.

Roshi didn't expect a question like that. Not only was she acting curious about something she was being genuinely honest about that interest. But at the same time he was somewhat confused. "What are you talking about? Right now you are only at about 12,000 or so. You don't seem to have any problem controlling your ki."

"Yes, but I am standing on the ground trying to relax not doing anything. How about now?" She said as she floated into the air."

"Ah about 50,000 or so."

"Exactly! She said. The only way I can keep my ki down is to not do anything. I am willing to bet a scouter would detect me at more than 5,000 in my sleep. I happen to know I have good reflexes." She shuddered and looked like she was in pain for a moment, then continued. "When you grabbed my tail this afternoon you had a power level of FIVE!! I can guess that you can ride the stupid cloud but you were floating there and even shot that hot ki blast at me while standing in mid-air. I remember everything in those moments perfectly. Your power never went over TEN. Don't lie to me don't give me any stupid stories. How do you do that? You not only masked your ki, but you were able to act with the speed and power of someone of at least my ability!"

Roshi heard the voice of his father from just a few weeks earlier. "You also must realize that lowering and hiding your Ki are two distinctly different things. Lowering your Ki only takes relaxation and clarity of thought. Hiding your Ki takes serenity of soul, mind and spirit. It is far superior because it costs you none of your strength. By hiding your Ki you can also surprise your foes. You broadcast your strength before you spar and it will always be a weakness." His father had said.

'I could probably teach her easily then I could explain it. Explaining takes words. Teaching it just takes beating on her until what my dad said to me clicks with her. But can I trust her?' Roshi pondered for a while and was lost in his thoughts when he was brought back to reality.

"WELL!!! Are you just going to stand there with that dumb look on your face? Or are you going to answer the question?" The girl demanded.

"Ok Ok calm down Kinomi!" An idea suddenly popped into Roshi's head. "But first, I need you to sit on the Kintoun."

"Huh oh! What!?!" Ichigo said after looking from him to his cloud.

"I want to see if the Kintoun will let you ride it." Think up a good reason Roshi! He thought to himself. A bright smile almost lit up his face, but he stopped it. "It is picky about who it lets ride it. If I will let you ride it then it can carry your stuff." She ought to buy that Roshi thought to himself as he finished talking.

Ichigo didn't know if he was playing a joke on her or what but out of curiosity, she decided to do what he asked. "So what do you want me to do?"

"Just sit on the cloud. Relax and let it support you. If it will let you ride it, it will support you. Otherwise you will fall through." Roshi said as the Kintoun floated down to the ground at her feet.

Not knowing what else to do, Ichigo slowly sat down on the cloud.

Roshi shook his head. "No No, relax. Don't float above the cloud, let it support you."

"Hey, it is not the easiest thing to trust a yellow cloud is going to hold you up! Just give me some time!" She yelled at him before flopping on her back on the cloud.

She very slowly sank through the cloud and fell onto the ground. "Augh! Stupid cloud!" Ichigo said as she rolled to her feet. "What was that? Just another attempt to humiliate me?"

"No, but if you wish to think that way you can. Roshi said while thinking, 'Hmmm, she seems to be almost pure-hearted enough to ride the Kintoun. Must mean she has something nagging on her conscience that she isn't letting come out. Well, trust is earned, maybe if I earn her trust she will open up enough to earn my trust.'

Ichigo jumped at him to shake him out of his thoughts. "How dare you mock me! I am not going to take this!"

Roshi ducked under her swing and drove his fist into her stomach. He then grabbed the collar of her gi. Twisting it into her throat, he drove her back into a tree.

* * *

Before Ichigo could react, she had been hit in the stomach with the force of a freight train, and slammed into a tree. Roshi held the collar of her gi and in his twisting grasp, it was choking her. She was about to attack back when she focused on his right hand.

He held his right hand out in front of her face with his fingers splayed like hooked claws. Bright green energy played from fingertip to fingertip. Focusing on his hand through her scouter she saw that the numbers were still going up and had passed 95,000 when it shut itself off to prevent it from blowing up.

Roshi spat in her face as he talked. "I dare because less then two hours ago, you were trying to kill me. I dare because you mercilessly killed at least five defenseless innocent people on your way here. I dare because you carelessly threw a ki blast that would have wiped out an entire village during our fight. I dare because of all the people on this planet when I saw you broken; twisted, and mangled bleeding body at the bottom of that pit, I alone chose to heal you. Anyone else on this planet would have just let you bleed to death and you would have deserved it. Get this and get this now. You are in no condition to be making demands of anyone. You have clamed that you are better somehow then my ancestors, well it probably wouldn't take much, but you have yet to show me anything that makes me believe you are any better then Vegeta was the first time he came to Earth!"

"Goku let him live so he could learn and find his decency and honor. Likewise I have let you live. Don't tempt me, I am not Goku, and I doubt I am as forgiving." He said as he gently put her down and turned around to walk away.

"You have not given me much of a chance before placing your judgment." Ichigo said back glaring at his back.

Roshi wiped around. "Better then you, you judged us before you even knew we existed. If you prove trustworthy I could teach you how I sense and hide ki if you would like to learn how. But, I can't really explain it." He said as he walked over and grabbed her stuff and placed it on the Kintoun. "But for now, can we just go and get some sleep?"

'He is nothing like any other Saiyan I have ever seen. Well, he isn't a Saiyan as he is a hybrid, but that is not the point. I possibly have been judging him by my expectations and not by his actions. The thing is, I don't understand his actions so how can I judge them? At least that blue haired girl acts like an immoral scientist.'

"You are right, I have judged you on what I expected and not how you have acted. I want my tail back away from that barbarian. Then we can see if we can put our differences behind us." She said as diplomatically as she could muster at the moment.

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