"Duck!"
Gohan looked up, just in time to see a white and black figure flying towards him with high speed.
CRASH!!!!!
Suddenly the world turned black...
The first thing he noticed when he came round was a throbbing pain in his head. Then came the sensation of pressure on his head and chest. All he saw when he opened his eyes were stars and blackness. A muffled groan came from somewhere above his head. He sat up straight, and immediately the blackness was gone. He stars remained for a few seconds, then faded too. The throbbing pain in his head remained. Strangely, the pressure on his head and chest had moved to his lap. Curious for the source, he looked down. And got a mild shock. In his lap lay a white haired, pointy eared, black clad, unconscious girl. He immediately noticed a big lump forming on her head.
"Hello Gohan."
Piccolo was standing next to him, arms crossed, an amused expression on his face.
"Hello Piccolo..."
He absentmindedly rubbed the lump that was also forming on his own head. He wanted to ask Piccolo what had happened, but movement in his lap stopped him. A very dazed Woran was trying to sit up. She only half succeeded. It took her a while to notice that she was sitting on his lap. When she finally did, she looked up, into his eyes. Her eyes were strangely unfocused. He could see her thinking, trying to remember who he was.
"Gohan!"
A goofy grin formed on her face, clearly showing her fangs. It was a grin that reminded him of the grin his father always gave. Minus the fangs of course. Piccolo noticed it too. His amused expression turned to one of irritation. He rolled his eyes.
"Stop fooling around kid. You have a fifteen-minute break. I suggest you make good use of it. Now make yourself scarce."
Woran looked confused at him for a moment. Then she shrugged and slowly stood up. She walked of with staggering paces.
"Is she alright?"
"Feh... She's clearly overreacting."
Gohan smiled. Piccolo's heart hadn't been in his statement. He was concerned too.
"So, what happened? She can't have learned to fly. That's not possible on such short notice."
Piccolo chuckled. An evil smirk appeared on his face.
"Do I even WANT to know?"
"Its nothing. We were just training."
"Piccolo... Please, tell me you didn't want to throw her into a wall or something to reveal her inner strength. The way you did with me, so long ago."
Piccolo raised an eye ridge at his pleading tone.
"I would never do such a thing."
"PICCOLO!"
"Alright. I kicked her to hard, that's all. There's..."
Piccolo stopped in mid sentence. He frowned at a point somewhere over his left shoulder. Curious, he turned round to see what Piccolo was looking at. What he saw was rather strange. A few yards away, Woran was sitting on the ground. In front of her, atop a rock, stood a flask of water. She was staring at it with intense concentration. Slowly, she reached for it, but for some reason she missed it. She frowned at the flask, and reached for it again. This time, her fingertips brushed against it, making it fall of the rock. She cursed and tried to pick it up. For some reason she missed it again. Irritated, Piccolo walked over to where she was sitting.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Wha...? Nothing..."
"Don't give me that kind of crap kid! There is obviously something wrong with you. You'll better tell me, or else..."
She merely shrugged at the threat. From what he could see, she must have gotten used to Piccolo's unusual manner of showing his concern. But he was concerned to. He walked over to her and knelt down next to her.
"Woran. Please tell us. We can see that something's wrong. You're eyes are unfocused, you can hardly stand on your legs, and now you are having troubles picking something up."
She sighed and turned round to face him and Piccolo. She gave them a sheepish smile and rubbed the lump on her head.
"Alright. I'm a little woozy and I'm seeing double. Guess that I hit you quite hard..."
He was reminded of the lump on his own head. Gingerly he touched it. It was already starting to get smaller. That was one of the better things about having Saiyan blood. Your body healed a lot faster then that of a human being.
"Feh. Seeing double hasn't killed anyone before, and it wont kill you either. Stop overreacting and get ready. Training continuous in ten minutes."
"Eh... Piccolo... I think that it might be a bit more severe than that. Judging on the size of the lump, her seeing double and the way here eyes are unfocused..."
"Just what are you getting at?"
"Well, before I was interrupted, I wanted to say that I think that she has a concussion. I don't think it would be wise for her to continue her training. At least for today that is."
"Oh, that's just great! You come barging in here, interrupt my training, and now you say I can't train her at all today! Thank you very much."
"Oh, come on Piccolo! You know I only mean it for the best!"
"...All right... All right! I know... No training then. Now that I have time for something else then, what are you doing here?"
Piccolo's grumpy tone only told him that the green man was only relieved that Woran didn't have anything severe. He knew that Piccolo hated to interrupt training. That he was willing to was only one more point that proved that he cared for this strange girl.
Because of all the commotion, he had totally forgotten the reason why he came here.
"Its my mother. She called some sort of 'girl counsel'. It has something to do with the wedding. So now Videl, my mum, Bulma and Launch are talking together in my house. Bulma brought Vegeta with her. I didn't feel anything for sitting outside, watching my dad and Vegeta drive each other insane. So I came over here. I thought I could train with you two or something."
"Oh no you don't!"
There was a tug at this leg. Looking down, he saw Woran looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"You haven't finished your story! PLEASE continue!"
How could he ever resist those big puppy dog eyes?
"Alright, alright. But I don't know where I stopped."
"I know! Krillin was just about to kill Vegeta."
"Yes... Now I remember."
He sat down next to her. Piccolo rolled with his eyes and walked of.
"Oh, brother..."
A good distance he stopped, sat down and started to meditate. Of course, with his good hearing, he would still be able to hear every word that was said. Woran knew this too, and they both shared a smile.
"So, let me pick up the thread of my story again. Krillin had picked up Yajirobe's Katana and was about to kill Vegeta with it when my father called out to him. He told Krillin not to kill Vegeta. Krillin called my father..."
Gohan looked up, just in time to see a white and black figure flying towards him with high speed.
CRASH!!!!!
Suddenly the world turned black...
The first thing he noticed when he came round was a throbbing pain in his head. Then came the sensation of pressure on his head and chest. All he saw when he opened his eyes were stars and blackness. A muffled groan came from somewhere above his head. He sat up straight, and immediately the blackness was gone. He stars remained for a few seconds, then faded too. The throbbing pain in his head remained. Strangely, the pressure on his head and chest had moved to his lap. Curious for the source, he looked down. And got a mild shock. In his lap lay a white haired, pointy eared, black clad, unconscious girl. He immediately noticed a big lump forming on her head.
"Hello Gohan."
Piccolo was standing next to him, arms crossed, an amused expression on his face.
"Hello Piccolo..."
He absentmindedly rubbed the lump that was also forming on his own head. He wanted to ask Piccolo what had happened, but movement in his lap stopped him. A very dazed Woran was trying to sit up. She only half succeeded. It took her a while to notice that she was sitting on his lap. When she finally did, she looked up, into his eyes. Her eyes were strangely unfocused. He could see her thinking, trying to remember who he was.
"Gohan!"
A goofy grin formed on her face, clearly showing her fangs. It was a grin that reminded him of the grin his father always gave. Minus the fangs of course. Piccolo noticed it too. His amused expression turned to one of irritation. He rolled his eyes.
"Stop fooling around kid. You have a fifteen-minute break. I suggest you make good use of it. Now make yourself scarce."
Woran looked confused at him for a moment. Then she shrugged and slowly stood up. She walked of with staggering paces.
"Is she alright?"
"Feh... She's clearly overreacting."
Gohan smiled. Piccolo's heart hadn't been in his statement. He was concerned too.
"So, what happened? She can't have learned to fly. That's not possible on such short notice."
Piccolo chuckled. An evil smirk appeared on his face.
"Do I even WANT to know?"
"Its nothing. We were just training."
"Piccolo... Please, tell me you didn't want to throw her into a wall or something to reveal her inner strength. The way you did with me, so long ago."
Piccolo raised an eye ridge at his pleading tone.
"I would never do such a thing."
"PICCOLO!"
"Alright. I kicked her to hard, that's all. There's..."
Piccolo stopped in mid sentence. He frowned at a point somewhere over his left shoulder. Curious, he turned round to see what Piccolo was looking at. What he saw was rather strange. A few yards away, Woran was sitting on the ground. In front of her, atop a rock, stood a flask of water. She was staring at it with intense concentration. Slowly, she reached for it, but for some reason she missed it. She frowned at the flask, and reached for it again. This time, her fingertips brushed against it, making it fall of the rock. She cursed and tried to pick it up. For some reason she missed it again. Irritated, Piccolo walked over to where she was sitting.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Wha...? Nothing..."
"Don't give me that kind of crap kid! There is obviously something wrong with you. You'll better tell me, or else..."
She merely shrugged at the threat. From what he could see, she must have gotten used to Piccolo's unusual manner of showing his concern. But he was concerned to. He walked over to her and knelt down next to her.
"Woran. Please tell us. We can see that something's wrong. You're eyes are unfocused, you can hardly stand on your legs, and now you are having troubles picking something up."
She sighed and turned round to face him and Piccolo. She gave them a sheepish smile and rubbed the lump on her head.
"Alright. I'm a little woozy and I'm seeing double. Guess that I hit you quite hard..."
He was reminded of the lump on his own head. Gingerly he touched it. It was already starting to get smaller. That was one of the better things about having Saiyan blood. Your body healed a lot faster then that of a human being.
"Feh. Seeing double hasn't killed anyone before, and it wont kill you either. Stop overreacting and get ready. Training continuous in ten minutes."
"Eh... Piccolo... I think that it might be a bit more severe than that. Judging on the size of the lump, her seeing double and the way here eyes are unfocused..."
"Just what are you getting at?"
"Well, before I was interrupted, I wanted to say that I think that she has a concussion. I don't think it would be wise for her to continue her training. At least for today that is."
"Oh, that's just great! You come barging in here, interrupt my training, and now you say I can't train her at all today! Thank you very much."
"Oh, come on Piccolo! You know I only mean it for the best!"
"...All right... All right! I know... No training then. Now that I have time for something else then, what are you doing here?"
Piccolo's grumpy tone only told him that the green man was only relieved that Woran didn't have anything severe. He knew that Piccolo hated to interrupt training. That he was willing to was only one more point that proved that he cared for this strange girl.
Because of all the commotion, he had totally forgotten the reason why he came here.
"Its my mother. She called some sort of 'girl counsel'. It has something to do with the wedding. So now Videl, my mum, Bulma and Launch are talking together in my house. Bulma brought Vegeta with her. I didn't feel anything for sitting outside, watching my dad and Vegeta drive each other insane. So I came over here. I thought I could train with you two or something."
"Oh no you don't!"
There was a tug at this leg. Looking down, he saw Woran looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"You haven't finished your story! PLEASE continue!"
How could he ever resist those big puppy dog eyes?
"Alright, alright. But I don't know where I stopped."
"I know! Krillin was just about to kill Vegeta."
"Yes... Now I remember."
He sat down next to her. Piccolo rolled with his eyes and walked of.
"Oh, brother..."
A good distance he stopped, sat down and started to meditate. Of course, with his good hearing, he would still be able to hear every word that was said. Woran knew this too, and they both shared a smile.
"So, let me pick up the thread of my story again. Krillin had picked up Yajirobe's Katana and was about to kill Vegeta with it when my father called out to him. He told Krillin not to kill Vegeta. Krillin called my father..."