Tari stumbled out the door of the time machine, shaking violently.
"That...That was scary," she said aloud, stabling herself against a nearby rock. "Never....never ever again..."
She looked around, taking in her surroundings. Her face feel, "What the hell is this?!" She screamed, looking around at the red desert.
She was surrounded by miles of red dirt, with the occasional plant here and there. She gaped at it, her mind slowing. "What-The-FUCK!" she yelled, kicking the time machine with each word. Suddenly, the time machine began to make a loud whirring sound, and the lights started to flash. Tari stood in amazement as it began to shake uncontrollably.
"Aw hell no!" She yelled, standing totally still.
Then, there was a bright flash, and the time machine was gone. Tari stared at the spot where it was, almost in tears. She began to scream loudly punching the ground in a fit. "Why me?" she sobbed, "Why, all the time, does it have to be me? I don't know where I am or what year it is, and my time machine is gone! Gone! Where did it go? How did it do that anyway?"
She continued yelling at herself until she heard footsteps behind her. She turned around, and saw a young boy walking towards her. She stepped back, totally mortified. The kid had a tail! How wierd is that? The kid actually had a tail!
Tari hid behind the rock, sizing the boy up. He was about her age, if younger, with spikey black hair that stood up with a whisp of it hanging in his face. He had dark, ebony eyes like Tari, and had a scar on his right cheek. His clothes looked almost to worn for wear, and he had a look of utter confusion on his face.
Deciding her couldn't be that dangerous, Tari slowly stepped out from behind the rock. The boy looked at her, startled, and fell backwards. Tari stood completely still, staring. The boy sat up, glaring at her in annoyance.
"Hey! What's the problem here? Can't I even walk without people harassing me?" He said standing up, trying to brush off the dirt in his clothes, which was completely pointless.
Tari hesitated. "Er...Sorry. I'm here by accident, and I saw you coming, and I hid, but then I decided you didn't look all that dangerous so..."
The boy snorted. "Don't you all,"
Tari started to fidget. "What do you mean?"
He rolled his eyes, "Nothing, but, say, how can you be here by accident?" He looked at her strangely.
Tari tried to think up a reasonable excuse. She imagined what would happen if she told him the truth. You came in a time machine? Bullshit! You're a lying slut, psycho!
No, no deifnitely not the truth.
"I ran away," she said quickly.
He eyed her suspiciously. "You ran away to a desert?"
"Yeah,"
"Wierd,"
Tari glared at him. "Well why are you here?" she demanded.
"None of your fuckin' buisness!" He snarled, crossing his arms.
Tari stared, "I'm sorry..." she said quietly. He looked away, "Yeah whatever,"
Tari felt uncomfortable. She knew the boy hated her already, so why stay? She started to turn when he said, "So what's your name, anyway?"
She looked back, bewildered. "Uh......"
He rolled his eyes, "What's there to think about? What's your name?"
"Tari," she said.
"Tari, huh? Wierd. I'm Kyrroto."
"Kyrroto...That's original,"
"Is that bad?"
"No,"
Tari leaned against the rock, "Well, I have to go...Somewhere...You know, find out where I am and stuff, so see you later,"
She climbed on top of the rock. Kyrroto didn't say anything, he just stood there, watching. Tari rolled her eyes and leapt off the rock into the sky. Kyrroto stared, "Holy shit..."
Tari flew a high as she could to get a better view, but no matter how high she went, all she could see was the red sand.
Just perfect. How would she ever get anywhere when all there was was this friggin red dirt everywhere? She looked behind to, and saw Kyrroto walking slowly. She smirked, loner.
She looked every direction, trying to find some sign of life...Well, besides that damned to hell kid. She sighed heavily. She was suddenly aware of how much she missed her family. She didn't know what made her think of them. Maybe it was the striking resemblance Kyrroto had to her eldest brother, Gohan. She didn't care, she just wished that she wasn't where she was, and that she was somewhere familiar with people she loved.
She suddenly felt very weak, and she felt herself starting to fall. She tried to catch herself, but couldn't find the energy. She hurtled towards the ground head first, gathering speed.
Kyrroto looked up in time to see her hit the ground with a sickening thud. He raced towards where he saw her fall, and skidded to a halt when she came to her. She was still breathing, but in short, sharp breaths. She turned her over on her back, and saw that she had sustained absolutely no cuts or bruises. He stared in awe, then turned angry. "Bitch! You're just winded!" She opened her eyes slightly and looked at him.
"What the heck are you doing here?" she said to him weakly.
He was still shaking his head and cursing. "What-The-Hell!" She yelled. "Why aren't you dead? Most normal people would be dead! You're wierd!"
Tari straightened up, clutching her stomach. "Don't you tell me about normal and wierd, you're the one keeping all secret about why you're out here! Oh, and you have the freaky tail."
He laughed. "Freaky tail? Jesus girl, are you stupid? Everyone has a tail! Everyone! In fact, you're wierd for not having a tail!"
She looked at him suspiciously. "Everyone?" She said in a disbelieving voice. "Every single being?"
He nodded, "Yeah, every single person on Planet Vegeta has a tail!"
Bulma's car skidded to a halt in Chichi's driveway. She saw Goten standing at the door, fidgeting. She ran up to him, and asked him to lead to her to his mother. He nodded, and led her into the house. Chichi was propped up against the couch, half awake.
Bulma ran to her and sat her on the couch. "Everything's okay, Chi," she told her. Chichi stared up at her with a dazed expression. "Bulma..." She said. Bulma held up a finger to get her friend to stay quiet. "I'm going to get you a drink, now lay quiet for a few, okay?" She got up and went to the kitchen. Chichi sat up straight, holding her head and wincing.
"Bulma, listen to me...Please..." She started, speaking just loud enough for the woman in the next room to hear her.
"Chichi! Sit quiet!" She called back, filling up a glass of water.
"No...You have to listen..." She said as Bulma walked back into the room. Bulma sat beside her and nodded.
Chichi gulped. "Gohan's taking this really hard," she said, fighting the tears that were welling in her eyes. "He left to go look for her again. He won't quit kicking himself for her disappearance, and it's not even remotely his fault!" She sighed. "But you know Gohan, if something happens, he's convinced that it's half his fault. I can only imagine how angry he'd be if it were actually his fault...Bulma I'm worried. He didn't eat at all yesterday or today. All he's done is go out and look for Tari, except when he gets unbearably tired, then he actually comes home and sleeps. He doesn't say a word to anyone at all!
"It's even worse then how Goku is acting. He's just plain pissed off that he would let her get away when he had to the chance to stop her. What's more is, Goten has only stopped crying late this morning before you called. Jesus, I'm a nervous wreck, too. I can't stand this. I feel so awful, like I'm going to throw up..."
Goten stared at his mother, transfixed, as she started to sob uncontrollably.
Bulma turned to face him and said, "Goten, can you go get yoru mother a washcloth?" while rubbing her friend's back.
Goten nodded and went to the bathroom. Chichi peered up and Bulma from between her fingers. She was about to speak when the other woman stopped her. "Don't say any more, you need to sleep," she said, getting up to fetch a pillow from the other couch.
Chichi nodded as bulma set a pillow down behind her head. Goten came back empty handed. "There are none..." He said. Chichi smiled. "It's okay, Goten, I'm just going to have a bit of a rest for now, okay? Wh don't you go find your father?"
Goten nodded and headed towards the backdoor in the kitchen as Chichi lay her head on the pillow.