Chapter 8

Meeting the Half Saiyan-- Goten

Symone continued to follow the clouds, but it was very faint in the skies. She pick up more speed. The speedometer read '85 mph' and the needle was still moving, "Damn it. He'll be in town and back if I don't do something--" she paused, because an idea came to her, "Why didn't I think of this earlier?" she said and continued to gain speed.

As soon as the speedometer read '90 mph', Symone pressed a button, that caused engines on the hubcaps of her wheels to active small, but powerful rockets to help her vehicle levitate.

Soon after all engines were safely actived, Symone used more power to the engines to make the vehicle levitate higher into the air, and she shifted her weight on the bike to help. Soon, the streak of cloud, tailing after the energy Symone felt became clearer. She had caught up with the energy.

"There." she began to hover up higher from the ground, "Time to follow that trail." she leaned forward and sped off in the sky. She knew traveling by air would be much faster to follow this being's energy signal.

After fifteen minutes, Symone can feel the energy getting closer. She slowed down. She can see a town up ahead. And she was running low on gas. She looked down on the gas meter, "Less than one-fourth of fuel left." she sighed, then looked up. She saw the person landing in the town. She slowed down, until the motorcycle's wheels touched the ground, and the hubcaps automatically returned to its normal state, "That energy. It feels... pure." she thought, "Could that person be one of the Z-Fighters?" she asked herself.

Symone drove around town, following the energy signal. She looked at the gas meter and saw the needle almost on 'empty'. She looked around again, "Damn. By the time I find this person, I'll be out of gas."

So, she looked ahead again, and saw a gas station down the road.

She continued up the road, until she drove up the gas station's entrance. She slowed down, until she parked next to the pumps.

A young man, who was at the entrance of the store, around his 20s, saw his next custimer. He walked up to Symone and her bike.

Symone pulled her goggles down to hang around her neck, and got off her bike and walked to the back to open the lid for her gas tank.

"Miss?"

She looked up, "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes. I wanted to let you know that this isn't a self-serviced gas station." he told her, pointing to the sign.

"Oh, I see." she opened the door with her keys, then looked at the man, "Are you the one who is suppose to work with the gas pumps?" she asked him.

He smiled alittle, "Yes, I am." he grabbed the gas pump's handle.

"Can you fill it up, please?"

"Sure thing." he began to fill the tank up, then looked at her, "Why don't you get a bite to eat? The food is really good." he suggested

"What kind of food?" she asked him.

"Well, this store is a convient store, but it's a burger restaurant joined to it as well." he told her, "So, anything you can find in burger places."

"Oh. Okay." she said. She walked inside.

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Goten finished his fourth burger, and washed it down with his second large size Coke. He got up from the table and stretched alittle, "Man, it's a good thing I still had that twenty zenni bill on me." he thought to himself.

He walked next door, to the convient store, to get a gallon of milk like his mom asked him to.

He went inside.

He walked between the aisle, to the back of the room, where the freezer stored the small selection of dairy products. He saw Symone open the door, getting a 20 oz. plastic bottle of chocolate milk.

"That girl looks familiar. he thought to himself, Nah, I probably got her mixed up with someone else. Probably from school."

Symone got the bottle from the shelf. She was about to close it, but Goten grasp the handle, before she shut it.

"Sorry, excuse." he said to her.

"Sorry, I didn't see you there." she let go of the handle for him.

"That's okay." he grabbed the gallon of milk.

Symone walked passed him to the cashier, while doing so, she turned her head alittle, in recognition, "Was that him?" she asked herself, "His energy feels as if it matches, except it's not as enormous as it was." she turned back, and placed the bottle of milk on the counter, then looked at the cashier, "Excuse me, sir. Can you tell me how far is it to West City?" she asked the middle-aged man.

The cashier rubbed his chin, "Well, Missy... I'd have to say, it's about a 9 hour drive."

"Oh, okay, then." she said.

"Is that all you'll be purchasing?" he asked her.

Symone nodded, "Yeah."

"That'll be z1.50ยน."

She pulled out a five, "Keep the change." she told him, "And no need to put it in a bag."

"Okay." he put the money in the register, then smiled a bit, "Thank you, Miss." he said.

She smiled, and took the bottle.

Goten came to the counter, "Is that girl traveling to West City?" he asked the man. He saw her motorcycle as he saw her leave through the doors.

"Yep."

"I haven't been there in a while." he said as he put the milk on the counter.

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Symone was eating her burger outside on the picnic tables outside the restaurant. She saw Goten walk out of the store.

He turned her direction, "Oh. Hi there. I thought you would have been gone by now."

She swallowed her bite, "No, I noticed the food here was smelling pretty good. So, I bought a burger."

Goten sat in the sit across from her, and sat the bag with the gallon of milk inside, on the seat,"Yeah, they are good. I come here whenever I'm passing by." he told her, "I overheard that you were on your way to West City."

"Yeah, I'm about to meet some people there. They know my dad, but not me. So, I'm just gonna visit them for a while." she replied, finishing the last bite of her burger.

"That's nice to visit old friends." Goten said, "Hey, I have a friend in West City. I'm sure my mother will let me visit him later this week. Maybe we'll see each other there."

Symone shrugged her shoulder, "Maybe so." she said casually, "If so, I'll be looking forward to see you again." she balled up the paper that had her burger wrapped, and finished her chocolate milk. She tossed them both into the nearest trash can.

"I better get going." Goten said, grabbed the bag, and getting up from his seat, "I hope to see you in West City." he told her and smiled handsomely.

She smiled back, "I hope so, too. And if I do, maybe next time I'll tell you my name." she said and walked over to her motorcycle.

Goten chuckles, "OK."

The man, who gassed up her motorcycle's tank was waiting at the entrance of the store again.

"That a nice bike you got there." Goten complimented.

"Thanks. My dad gave it to me." she said, then looked at the man, "How much do I owe you?" she asked the man, as he approached her.

"z18.30"

Symone pulled out 20 zennies, "Here." she placed it in his hand, "Keep the change."

"Thank you."

"No problem." she said, then looked at Goten, "See ya." she started the engine.

"Good-bye."

She revved up the engine, put her goggles on and then drove off.