Chapter 109
The Tenkai was a massive and beautiful structure, hanging in the sky with no support. Shaped something like a children's top, and hundreds of meters wide, Genji was sure the look of it alone deemed it God's palace. Piccolo landed on the flat end of the marble structure and set Genji on his feet.
The top of the Tenkai was a beautiful sight. The floor was made of marble, there were several blooming flowers in gardens, looming trees with plentiful shade, and in the center was a magnificent palace with dome rooves.
Genji smiled at the grand place around him.
**Beautiful....**
From behind the palace, Yume bounded out to greet him!
"GENJI!"
**I'm alright, Yume. It's okay.** He pet her muzzle to let her know he was okay. The wolf whimpered.
"We were all so scared....." she cried. "We thought you wouldn't make it!"
**I'm fine. I made it. Don't worry, Yume, it won't happen again.**
"Genji." Piccolo interrupted the moment. The boy lifted up his head to see another Namek walking foreword. He was very young, in his twenties, and dressed in traditional Namekian robes. There was also a great power around him, Genji couldn't help but notice it.
"Hi." the young Namekian greeted. "You must be Genji. Are you alright? Piccolo said you fell....."
"His head is bleeding slightly." Piccolo reported with little urgency. "Dende, he'll need healing."
"No problem." Dende nodded. "Here, Genji. Get down on your knees."
Genji carefully knelt and Dende knelt with him. Dende held out his hands in front of Genji's head, and a glowing light pulsed from them. It didn't take long for the wound to heal and for any visible blood to vanish. Dende set his hands down and smiled.
"There. That's it."
They both stood up as Genji felt the back of his head. Feeling not so much as a scab, the boy smiled.
**Thank you, Dende-sama.**
Dende smiled back.
"Oh, it was nothing at all, Genji. I only wish that your arrival wasn't so.....well, eventful."
**Don't worry about it. Concerning me, everything is eventful. Where is everyone?**
/|\
Dende led Genji to the entrance of the Tenkai were everyone was gathered. Dende excused himself and went inside while Momiji pounced on Genji.
"Genji! Yu alraight?! Yu hurt?! Yu bleedin?!"
Genji smiled nervously as Yume answered for him.
"He got hurt, but Dende healed him."
"Oh, thank goodness." Murasaki breathed a sigh of relief.
"You had us all worried, Genji." Goten grinned as Trunks nodded in agreement. "Man, that was scary."
"Another heart attack, kid?" Ryu asked.
Genji nodded.
"That's alright. You seem to be doing okay. So, are you ready for this cure?"
Genji nodded again, but with a confident smile. Murasaki walked up to him, her face full of concern.
"I still don't want you to do this."
**And I wanted you to stay with your village, but our decisions are our own. My mind is made up, and I have no options left.**
"Okay," Trunks huffed, "no one has said anything about this cure Genji wants to take. So, what is it?"
"Well, it's not exactly a cure, Trunks." Dende answered, coming out of the palace with a giant jug in his hands. "It's more the path to the cure."
Everyone, esspecially Genji, stood attentive around Dende as the guardian explained.
"What I have in my hands is the Draft of the Living Dead, a European sleeping potion and a very powerful one. Whoever drinks it will be put into a sleep so deep, all but the most vital body functions will stop. The soul will be tricked into thinking the body is dead and head to the heavens. There, Genji can find someone who has the power to vanquish the demon."
"Sounds risky." Trunks bit his lip.
"It is." Dende nodded. "Without the proper antidote, the body can be fed a senzu bean and the soul will come right back."
"So, there's no more risk!" Goten supposed. Dende shook his head.
"There's always a risk. The afterlife is full of strange creatures and characters. Who knows who Genji could run into? Who knows what could happen to his spirit while he's there? And he wouldn't be able to come to us for help as a spirit. He would be completely on his own with none of us to protect him."
Again, Murasaki looked at Genji in concern. The boy didn't look at her, just kept attention to Dende. The guardian stared Genji in the eyes.
"Genji, are you absolutely sure you want to do this?"
Genji nodded firmly with full confidence and determination.
**Yes.**
"You haven't drunk the potion yet, it's not too late to back out."
**I've come here, haven't I? It's already too late.**
Dende nodded, then turned to Popo.
"Mr. Popo, a glass please."
Popo nodded and headed back into the palace. Ryu looked over at the jug curiously.
"That looks like a lot. How much of that does Genji have to drink?"
"Oh," Dende chuckled, "I didn't fill the whole jug, there's just a swallowful inside. The smaller bottles are being washed."
"Oh, okay."
"Genji," Dende turned back to the boy, "check your equipment. Whatever is attatched to your body is what's going with you."
**Okay.** Genji looked himself over. He checked over his belt first. Everything in his utility belt (demon scrolls, Udine's remaining sand dollars, and a little money) was going. The Emishi short sword was also going, as was his bow and quiver of arrows. He wanted his fur shroud to go with him too, so he secured it tighter and pulled the mask over his face.
'My mother's mask......
'Maybe I should go find my mother. She may know someone who can help me.'
Suddenly, Momiji latched onto Genji tightly, hugging him close. He almost fell over from weight misballance.
"I'm ataached ta him! I'm ataached ta him! I'm goin tuu!"
**No, you're not!** Genji insisted, prying his arms open. **Let go, Momiji!**
"Sorry, Momiji." Dende shook his head. "Other people don't count."
"D'oh." Momiji sighed, slumping. "Tuu baad."
"Genji-chan," Murasaki said softly. He turned to her as she took off her necklace that held her tiny flute. "Can you take this with you? I want you to have it." She smiled faintly. "For luck."
Genji smiled and looped the necklace over his head.
Momiji then wrapped her arms jealously around Genji's shoulders.
"I've got sumthin for ya tuu!"
She pushed her mouth on Genji's for a big, wet, sloppy kiss! She made loud slurping sounds in Genji's mouth, freaking him out! Trunks, Goten, Yume, and Dende grossed out. Murasaki and Piccolo respectively looked away. Genji quickly yanked Momiji off him and glared daggers at her while wiping his mouth dry.
She made a peace sign at him.
"Fore luck, ya lucky bloke!"
**You stuck your tongue in my mouth!**
Murasaki translated in bewilderment.
"You.....French kissed him?"
"Hoye, hoye! Yu got ta giv' im a present, how cum I caan't?"
Genji relayed his answer to Murasaki.
"Genji-chan says he appreciates the nice thoughts, but your breath stinks."
Genji plugged his nose for enphasis.
**Could kill an elephant in one breath.**
"Genji-chan! That was very rude!" Murasaki scolded.
"That was just sick." Goten commented the kiss to himself.
"I'll never watch a chick flick again......" Trunks moaned.
"I hate people kissing...." Yume whimpered.
Soon, Popo came back to end the madness.
The Tenkai was a massive and beautiful structure, hanging in the sky with no support. Shaped something like a children's top, and hundreds of meters wide, Genji was sure the look of it alone deemed it God's palace. Piccolo landed on the flat end of the marble structure and set Genji on his feet.
The top of the Tenkai was a beautiful sight. The floor was made of marble, there were several blooming flowers in gardens, looming trees with plentiful shade, and in the center was a magnificent palace with dome rooves.
Genji smiled at the grand place around him.
**Beautiful....**
From behind the palace, Yume bounded out to greet him!
"GENJI!"
**I'm alright, Yume. It's okay.** He pet her muzzle to let her know he was okay. The wolf whimpered.
"We were all so scared....." she cried. "We thought you wouldn't make it!"
**I'm fine. I made it. Don't worry, Yume, it won't happen again.**
"Genji." Piccolo interrupted the moment. The boy lifted up his head to see another Namek walking foreword. He was very young, in his twenties, and dressed in traditional Namekian robes. There was also a great power around him, Genji couldn't help but notice it.
"Hi." the young Namekian greeted. "You must be Genji. Are you alright? Piccolo said you fell....."
"His head is bleeding slightly." Piccolo reported with little urgency. "Dende, he'll need healing."
"No problem." Dende nodded. "Here, Genji. Get down on your knees."
Genji carefully knelt and Dende knelt with him. Dende held out his hands in front of Genji's head, and a glowing light pulsed from them. It didn't take long for the wound to heal and for any visible blood to vanish. Dende set his hands down and smiled.
"There. That's it."
They both stood up as Genji felt the back of his head. Feeling not so much as a scab, the boy smiled.
**Thank you, Dende-sama.**
Dende smiled back.
"Oh, it was nothing at all, Genji. I only wish that your arrival wasn't so.....well, eventful."
**Don't worry about it. Concerning me, everything is eventful. Where is everyone?**
/|\
Dende led Genji to the entrance of the Tenkai were everyone was gathered. Dende excused himself and went inside while Momiji pounced on Genji.
"Genji! Yu alraight?! Yu hurt?! Yu bleedin?!"
Genji smiled nervously as Yume answered for him.
"He got hurt, but Dende healed him."
"Oh, thank goodness." Murasaki breathed a sigh of relief.
"You had us all worried, Genji." Goten grinned as Trunks nodded in agreement. "Man, that was scary."
"Another heart attack, kid?" Ryu asked.
Genji nodded.
"That's alright. You seem to be doing okay. So, are you ready for this cure?"
Genji nodded again, but with a confident smile. Murasaki walked up to him, her face full of concern.
"I still don't want you to do this."
**And I wanted you to stay with your village, but our decisions are our own. My mind is made up, and I have no options left.**
"Okay," Trunks huffed, "no one has said anything about this cure Genji wants to take. So, what is it?"
"Well, it's not exactly a cure, Trunks." Dende answered, coming out of the palace with a giant jug in his hands. "It's more the path to the cure."
Everyone, esspecially Genji, stood attentive around Dende as the guardian explained.
"What I have in my hands is the Draft of the Living Dead, a European sleeping potion and a very powerful one. Whoever drinks it will be put into a sleep so deep, all but the most vital body functions will stop. The soul will be tricked into thinking the body is dead and head to the heavens. There, Genji can find someone who has the power to vanquish the demon."
"Sounds risky." Trunks bit his lip.
"It is." Dende nodded. "Without the proper antidote, the body can be fed a senzu bean and the soul will come right back."
"So, there's no more risk!" Goten supposed. Dende shook his head.
"There's always a risk. The afterlife is full of strange creatures and characters. Who knows who Genji could run into? Who knows what could happen to his spirit while he's there? And he wouldn't be able to come to us for help as a spirit. He would be completely on his own with none of us to protect him."
Again, Murasaki looked at Genji in concern. The boy didn't look at her, just kept attention to Dende. The guardian stared Genji in the eyes.
"Genji, are you absolutely sure you want to do this?"
Genji nodded firmly with full confidence and determination.
**Yes.**
"You haven't drunk the potion yet, it's not too late to back out."
**I've come here, haven't I? It's already too late.**
Dende nodded, then turned to Popo.
"Mr. Popo, a glass please."
Popo nodded and headed back into the palace. Ryu looked over at the jug curiously.
"That looks like a lot. How much of that does Genji have to drink?"
"Oh," Dende chuckled, "I didn't fill the whole jug, there's just a swallowful inside. The smaller bottles are being washed."
"Oh, okay."
"Genji," Dende turned back to the boy, "check your equipment. Whatever is attatched to your body is what's going with you."
**Okay.** Genji looked himself over. He checked over his belt first. Everything in his utility belt (demon scrolls, Udine's remaining sand dollars, and a little money) was going. The Emishi short sword was also going, as was his bow and quiver of arrows. He wanted his fur shroud to go with him too, so he secured it tighter and pulled the mask over his face.
'My mother's mask......
'Maybe I should go find my mother. She may know someone who can help me.'
Suddenly, Momiji latched onto Genji tightly, hugging him close. He almost fell over from weight misballance.
"I'm ataached ta him! I'm ataached ta him! I'm goin tuu!"
**No, you're not!** Genji insisted, prying his arms open. **Let go, Momiji!**
"Sorry, Momiji." Dende shook his head. "Other people don't count."
"D'oh." Momiji sighed, slumping. "Tuu baad."
"Genji-chan," Murasaki said softly. He turned to her as she took off her necklace that held her tiny flute. "Can you take this with you? I want you to have it." She smiled faintly. "For luck."
Genji smiled and looped the necklace over his head.
Momiji then wrapped her arms jealously around Genji's shoulders.
"I've got sumthin for ya tuu!"
She pushed her mouth on Genji's for a big, wet, sloppy kiss! She made loud slurping sounds in Genji's mouth, freaking him out! Trunks, Goten, Yume, and Dende grossed out. Murasaki and Piccolo respectively looked away. Genji quickly yanked Momiji off him and glared daggers at her while wiping his mouth dry.
She made a peace sign at him.
"Fore luck, ya lucky bloke!"
**You stuck your tongue in my mouth!**
Murasaki translated in bewilderment.
"You.....French kissed him?"
"Hoye, hoye! Yu got ta giv' im a present, how cum I caan't?"
Genji relayed his answer to Murasaki.
"Genji-chan says he appreciates the nice thoughts, but your breath stinks."
Genji plugged his nose for enphasis.
**Could kill an elephant in one breath.**
"Genji-chan! That was very rude!" Murasaki scolded.
"That was just sick." Goten commented the kiss to himself.
"I'll never watch a chick flick again......" Trunks moaned.
"I hate people kissing...." Yume whimpered.
Soon, Popo came back to end the madness.