Disclaimer: Would you believe me if I said that it was in chapter 1? (btw,
prepare for a long author's note)
The last chapter wasn't originally going to be like that. I had planned (for a long time) that Jin would be the one robbed. She would do little more than roll her eyes, then go after her purse, at which point she would have been hit and Piccolo would have witnessed. Then, Piccolo was supposed to get pissed off and go after the robbers, perhaps killing one of them, and then hear a great commotion along with Jin screaming for everyone to get away. He would have ran back to her, then dropped his jaw and start stuttering when he noticed that, although she is fine, her shirt would have been ripped wide open. Gaining his senses, he'd offer her his own vest and then we go on.
Why didn't I do that? Because I realised that Piccolo had too many drops that she MIGHT not be Human, and needed something to contradict. Plus Mari's cool and Piccolo travels around with Jin too much as it is. Wasn't much comedy in the last chapter. Well, comedy was planned (unless you don't find the concept of Piccolo staring at a woman's chest with a huge blush on his face funny. Atleast I managed to keep some of that).
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"Around mid-January, I left North Capital to West Capital as an errand for Nama. I was to help Taifu out with some things and escort her to some sort of dinner, where she would be discussing issues with a business affiliate. I went along with it, not necessarily needing the money, but since after the event with Jin's wound, I had become edgy around her--"
Chi-Chi grinned widely. "You felt shy?"
"Do you do intend to continue disturbing me like that? If I have to stop, it wont bother me at all. I really don't want to be narrating this to you anyway."
"OK. I'll be quiet."
I crossed my arms and closed my eyes, hoping that I'd forget about her as I spoke. "Most of my trip with Taifu was uneventful. It wasn't until we got to the restaurant that anything intriguing happened.
"It was a high-end place, so I had to wear that damned suit that Uwaki bought me. One thing that I don't quite get about you Humans is your necessity to act like a bunch of pompous imbeciles time to time, dressing up in weird garbs and going to 'prestigious' water-holes to squawk about pointless aptitudes. You'd think with the 'eloquence' that these people have that they would have less idiotic pick-up lines than in the bar, but, no.
"Anyway, it was a while before her friend would come, so we went ahead and ordered. However, the glasses of water scarcely hit our table when I saw who it was: Ms. Bulma Briefs herself, along with her boyfriend and escort, Yamcha. I couldn't help but to chortle. This would prove to be an entertaining evening, I thought.
"As soon as he saw me, his eyes widened and I could see a drop of sweat form. Taifu lead the introductions. 'Good evening, Bulma. Yamcha.' She shook their hands. 'This is Dorai Berumotto.'
"I held my hand out to shake. Briefs blushed and gave her introduction, but Yamcha was reluctant to grab my hand, as if I would have torn his arm off. We sat back down and proceeded with the average small talk. Taifu seemed to wish to emphasize on me whenever I seemed that I wasn't talking enough about myself: dancing, bartending, being single. I always tried to divert the subject away from me before she would be given a chance to bring up Jin.
"Yamcha didn't impact the conversation at all. He did little more than sit there and sip at his water, time to time being lightly slapped by Bulma's purse for putting his elbows on the table. Even so, he edged closer and closer to her. I assumed that he was going to grab her and run if I decided to attack. When this thought came to mind, I would laugh lightly. It was really humorous when Taifu mentioned the day that we went to the ball park and he was 'jumped by a gang'. He would writhe like there was a bad itch that he couldn't get to. The man was practically shaking in his seat, fully prepared to flee whenever danger hit.
"'Dorai-san? There you go again! You never do talk about yourself,' Taifu started up again, 'Why don't you tell us about the Berumotto family? I'm sure it's got some pretty good roots to develop such a developed stalk like you.'
"I already learned to disregard some of her vocabulary oddities. 'It's not like it's an important lineage.'
"'But surely you can at least tell us of your parents!' she said. Bulma nodded, and the scarred man gained a new grin.
"'Yeah.' His face grew amused, perhaps triumphant. 'Tell us about your father. What kind of man is he?'
"I thought for a moment, trying to find the best answer. 'My father...' I began, '...was a king among men, I was told. He was strong willed and confident. But really, I never met him. You see,' I returned the grin to Yamcha, 'He died before I was borne. So you see, I cannot elaborate too much on the subject. Not enough for a decent conversation.'
"'Oh that's so sad!' Bulma exclaimed. 'Don't you think so, Yamcha?'
"He only grumbled.
"The food had just come to us when I felt a burning sensation on my hand. I looked down to my ring. It was glowing red. I silently cursed 'Damnit! It wasn't supposed to do this after the first month!' and excused myself and excused myself without hesitation to the restroom. Naturally, it wasn't long before that Human would follow.
"The ring shorted out anon I got into the bathroom. 'I think it's a little odd to follow another man into a mensroom. Wouldn't you agree?'
"'What are you planning here, Piccolo?'
"'Nothing.'
"'You don't expect me to believe that!'
"'You don't expect to be able to stop me if I was going to do something.'
"This seemed to anger him more. 'If you dare touch Bulma--'
"'And what would I do with her? My ultimate goal is to take over the world. I doubt she could help me.'
"'Then what are you doing here?!'
"'I really don't see how that's any of your business.' The ring came back on. 'Ah, there we go. Well, we can't leave those women waiting for us, can we?'
"Stop trying to avoid the subject! All I have to do is take that ring and...' He lunged at me, rather foolish of him. It didn't take much effort to merely avoid him, dodging all advances, but soon it grew tiresom and I kneed him in the stomach. I exited, leaving him behind. As I approached the table again, I noticed that there was another couple in the empty seats.
"Nama looked back at me. 'Ah, there you are Dorai! I thought I would bring someone with me and come myself. It has been a while since I had real food, you know.'
"I sat back in my own chair, which was beside his 'date', trying to avoid eye contact with her. I knew perfectly well that it was Jin. They had gone into another conversation before Yamcha finally joined us again. He looked at the additions with a quizzing expression. Taifu proceeded in all the introductions for them, as she felt of herself as something of a host in the meeting.
"It was a while before Jin joined in it. 'Yamcha. You were in the Tenkaichi Budokai, weren't you?' Stab.
"He looked somewhat nervous from the recognition. 'Yes. I was. We're you there?'
"She shook her head. 'But I watch the recording of it almost every time I have the chance.' Stab two.
"'Do you?' He laughed, scratching his head. 'Most women don't like martial arts that much. Then again you look pretty strong as well as--' He felt obligated to stop due to Bulma's stare.
"She sipped from a glass of wine. 'I get by, I suppose. The finals were certainly the most interesting.' This stab could have killed me.
"He smiled. 'Yeah, Son Goku won in the end. He is the superior fighter.'
"There was a pause, and she nodded. I felt inclined to leave, to escape, but I knew that if I did, I would only be followed.
"Taifu sensed my stress, apparently, and decided to choose some words to calm it. However she couldn't have chosen worse words, I believe. 'So, how long have you and Jin lived together Dorai?'
"Naturally, I almost fell into my own plate. Jin reacted in a similar fashion. We both glared at our boss. 'Nama...!'
"He fidgited a bit. 'Heh, sorry. Slipped out in a conversation. But you guys do make quite a good couple. Nee-san agrees, right?'
"'Indeed.' Taifu turned to us completely. 'Why don't you two go ahead and make it official. Jin, a guy like Dorai is hard to come by. Best to hook and line them while you can!'
"I unwittingly covered my face with my hands, probably trying to hide my purple-red cheeks. Yamcha tried to contain his laughter, biting into his lip until it looked like it might bleed, but he could hold it off for long and joined in. 'Perhaps that would be good for a guy like you, Dorai. A good, strong woman to protect you from--Yeow!' I stopped him by singing his hand under the table. He drew it out and blew on it, trying to blame someone with a cigarette in the neighboring table for the burn.
"Looking to my left, I saw that Jin was trying to ignore the subject as much as possible. Her heart beat had picked up and become irregular. Was she nervous? I thought. She is... does that mean something? Once again, I cursed to myself silently, trying to get my mind off of such hopeful ideas.
"The dinner ended. I went outside, standing at the entrance as rain began to fall. It didn't take long for Yamcha to follow me.
"'So,' he chuckled, 'You've got a Human fianceƩ now? Going to rule the world together?'
"'Don't you think that you're on thin ice as it is?'
"'Well, she wasn't exactly the most amiable girl. She was laughing when Bulma was talking about the co-worker that practically died from getting stuck in some assembly gears! She sounds perfect for you!'
"I grabbed him by the collar, intending to throw him, when I heard Jin's voice behind me.
"'Dorai. Nama just left.'
"I turned to her.'I suppose Taifu wouldn't mind bringing you with us.'
"'Taifu left with him. They went back to East Capital to drop her off.'
"'You mean they left us alone?!' She nodded, and I groaned in response. 'What the Hell are we supposed to do?' I looked over at Yamcha again, and grinned. 'Mind spotting us some money for a cab?'
"'What?! You don't really--' He stopped when he noticed me cracking my knuckles. 'Well, then again, I suppose I could. Where are you going?'
"Jin blinked to his change of moods. 'North Capital.'
"'N-North Capital?! Do you know how much--' Once again, he stopped himself, then continued hastily. 'Sure. OK. I'll give you the money. In fact, I'll even hail a car down for you.'
"I smiled over to Jin. Her brow was raised, and she whispered, 'Did you threaten him or something?'
"As we went home, we, oddly, didn't remind silent anymore. We talked about basically everything that we did while I shied away from her--"
"So you were shy!" Chi-Chi said with exultation.
"What did I say earlier?!" I bellowed. My threats aren't empty, I thought, but I don't want to stop remembering it now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sailor Taichichi Vegeta - You bloody scared me when I check on my stats after about, oh, an hour, and find that it had grown by 10 reviews! Well, thanks for all of them. But, you did miss chapter 6, I believe. Lol. Took me a while to write this chapter, but it is long. I'll sneak a little piece of info on the next one, since I got so many reviews: it's planned to be the climax! And, Btw, despite rising belief that may be in existance, I don't hate Yamcha. I think of him a little more positively than neutral to be honest.
The last chapter wasn't originally going to be like that. I had planned (for a long time) that Jin would be the one robbed. She would do little more than roll her eyes, then go after her purse, at which point she would have been hit and Piccolo would have witnessed. Then, Piccolo was supposed to get pissed off and go after the robbers, perhaps killing one of them, and then hear a great commotion along with Jin screaming for everyone to get away. He would have ran back to her, then dropped his jaw and start stuttering when he noticed that, although she is fine, her shirt would have been ripped wide open. Gaining his senses, he'd offer her his own vest and then we go on.
Why didn't I do that? Because I realised that Piccolo had too many drops that she MIGHT not be Human, and needed something to contradict. Plus Mari's cool and Piccolo travels around with Jin too much as it is. Wasn't much comedy in the last chapter. Well, comedy was planned (unless you don't find the concept of Piccolo staring at a woman's chest with a huge blush on his face funny. Atleast I managed to keep some of that).
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"Around mid-January, I left North Capital to West Capital as an errand for Nama. I was to help Taifu out with some things and escort her to some sort of dinner, where she would be discussing issues with a business affiliate. I went along with it, not necessarily needing the money, but since after the event with Jin's wound, I had become edgy around her--"
Chi-Chi grinned widely. "You felt shy?"
"Do you do intend to continue disturbing me like that? If I have to stop, it wont bother me at all. I really don't want to be narrating this to you anyway."
"OK. I'll be quiet."
I crossed my arms and closed my eyes, hoping that I'd forget about her as I spoke. "Most of my trip with Taifu was uneventful. It wasn't until we got to the restaurant that anything intriguing happened.
"It was a high-end place, so I had to wear that damned suit that Uwaki bought me. One thing that I don't quite get about you Humans is your necessity to act like a bunch of pompous imbeciles time to time, dressing up in weird garbs and going to 'prestigious' water-holes to squawk about pointless aptitudes. You'd think with the 'eloquence' that these people have that they would have less idiotic pick-up lines than in the bar, but, no.
"Anyway, it was a while before her friend would come, so we went ahead and ordered. However, the glasses of water scarcely hit our table when I saw who it was: Ms. Bulma Briefs herself, along with her boyfriend and escort, Yamcha. I couldn't help but to chortle. This would prove to be an entertaining evening, I thought.
"As soon as he saw me, his eyes widened and I could see a drop of sweat form. Taifu lead the introductions. 'Good evening, Bulma. Yamcha.' She shook their hands. 'This is Dorai Berumotto.'
"I held my hand out to shake. Briefs blushed and gave her introduction, but Yamcha was reluctant to grab my hand, as if I would have torn his arm off. We sat back down and proceeded with the average small talk. Taifu seemed to wish to emphasize on me whenever I seemed that I wasn't talking enough about myself: dancing, bartending, being single. I always tried to divert the subject away from me before she would be given a chance to bring up Jin.
"Yamcha didn't impact the conversation at all. He did little more than sit there and sip at his water, time to time being lightly slapped by Bulma's purse for putting his elbows on the table. Even so, he edged closer and closer to her. I assumed that he was going to grab her and run if I decided to attack. When this thought came to mind, I would laugh lightly. It was really humorous when Taifu mentioned the day that we went to the ball park and he was 'jumped by a gang'. He would writhe like there was a bad itch that he couldn't get to. The man was practically shaking in his seat, fully prepared to flee whenever danger hit.
"'Dorai-san? There you go again! You never do talk about yourself,' Taifu started up again, 'Why don't you tell us about the Berumotto family? I'm sure it's got some pretty good roots to develop such a developed stalk like you.'
"I already learned to disregard some of her vocabulary oddities. 'It's not like it's an important lineage.'
"'But surely you can at least tell us of your parents!' she said. Bulma nodded, and the scarred man gained a new grin.
"'Yeah.' His face grew amused, perhaps triumphant. 'Tell us about your father. What kind of man is he?'
"I thought for a moment, trying to find the best answer. 'My father...' I began, '...was a king among men, I was told. He was strong willed and confident. But really, I never met him. You see,' I returned the grin to Yamcha, 'He died before I was borne. So you see, I cannot elaborate too much on the subject. Not enough for a decent conversation.'
"'Oh that's so sad!' Bulma exclaimed. 'Don't you think so, Yamcha?'
"He only grumbled.
"The food had just come to us when I felt a burning sensation on my hand. I looked down to my ring. It was glowing red. I silently cursed 'Damnit! It wasn't supposed to do this after the first month!' and excused myself and excused myself without hesitation to the restroom. Naturally, it wasn't long before that Human would follow.
"The ring shorted out anon I got into the bathroom. 'I think it's a little odd to follow another man into a mensroom. Wouldn't you agree?'
"'What are you planning here, Piccolo?'
"'Nothing.'
"'You don't expect me to believe that!'
"'You don't expect to be able to stop me if I was going to do something.'
"This seemed to anger him more. 'If you dare touch Bulma--'
"'And what would I do with her? My ultimate goal is to take over the world. I doubt she could help me.'
"'Then what are you doing here?!'
"'I really don't see how that's any of your business.' The ring came back on. 'Ah, there we go. Well, we can't leave those women waiting for us, can we?'
"Stop trying to avoid the subject! All I have to do is take that ring and...' He lunged at me, rather foolish of him. It didn't take much effort to merely avoid him, dodging all advances, but soon it grew tiresom and I kneed him in the stomach. I exited, leaving him behind. As I approached the table again, I noticed that there was another couple in the empty seats.
"Nama looked back at me. 'Ah, there you are Dorai! I thought I would bring someone with me and come myself. It has been a while since I had real food, you know.'
"I sat back in my own chair, which was beside his 'date', trying to avoid eye contact with her. I knew perfectly well that it was Jin. They had gone into another conversation before Yamcha finally joined us again. He looked at the additions with a quizzing expression. Taifu proceeded in all the introductions for them, as she felt of herself as something of a host in the meeting.
"It was a while before Jin joined in it. 'Yamcha. You were in the Tenkaichi Budokai, weren't you?' Stab.
"He looked somewhat nervous from the recognition. 'Yes. I was. We're you there?'
"She shook her head. 'But I watch the recording of it almost every time I have the chance.' Stab two.
"'Do you?' He laughed, scratching his head. 'Most women don't like martial arts that much. Then again you look pretty strong as well as--' He felt obligated to stop due to Bulma's stare.
"She sipped from a glass of wine. 'I get by, I suppose. The finals were certainly the most interesting.' This stab could have killed me.
"He smiled. 'Yeah, Son Goku won in the end. He is the superior fighter.'
"There was a pause, and she nodded. I felt inclined to leave, to escape, but I knew that if I did, I would only be followed.
"Taifu sensed my stress, apparently, and decided to choose some words to calm it. However she couldn't have chosen worse words, I believe. 'So, how long have you and Jin lived together Dorai?'
"Naturally, I almost fell into my own plate. Jin reacted in a similar fashion. We both glared at our boss. 'Nama...!'
"He fidgited a bit. 'Heh, sorry. Slipped out in a conversation. But you guys do make quite a good couple. Nee-san agrees, right?'
"'Indeed.' Taifu turned to us completely. 'Why don't you two go ahead and make it official. Jin, a guy like Dorai is hard to come by. Best to hook and line them while you can!'
"I unwittingly covered my face with my hands, probably trying to hide my purple-red cheeks. Yamcha tried to contain his laughter, biting into his lip until it looked like it might bleed, but he could hold it off for long and joined in. 'Perhaps that would be good for a guy like you, Dorai. A good, strong woman to protect you from--Yeow!' I stopped him by singing his hand under the table. He drew it out and blew on it, trying to blame someone with a cigarette in the neighboring table for the burn.
"Looking to my left, I saw that Jin was trying to ignore the subject as much as possible. Her heart beat had picked up and become irregular. Was she nervous? I thought. She is... does that mean something? Once again, I cursed to myself silently, trying to get my mind off of such hopeful ideas.
"The dinner ended. I went outside, standing at the entrance as rain began to fall. It didn't take long for Yamcha to follow me.
"'So,' he chuckled, 'You've got a Human fianceƩ now? Going to rule the world together?'
"'Don't you think that you're on thin ice as it is?'
"'Well, she wasn't exactly the most amiable girl. She was laughing when Bulma was talking about the co-worker that practically died from getting stuck in some assembly gears! She sounds perfect for you!'
"I grabbed him by the collar, intending to throw him, when I heard Jin's voice behind me.
"'Dorai. Nama just left.'
"I turned to her.'I suppose Taifu wouldn't mind bringing you with us.'
"'Taifu left with him. They went back to East Capital to drop her off.'
"'You mean they left us alone?!' She nodded, and I groaned in response. 'What the Hell are we supposed to do?' I looked over at Yamcha again, and grinned. 'Mind spotting us some money for a cab?'
"'What?! You don't really--' He stopped when he noticed me cracking my knuckles. 'Well, then again, I suppose I could. Where are you going?'
"Jin blinked to his change of moods. 'North Capital.'
"'N-North Capital?! Do you know how much--' Once again, he stopped himself, then continued hastily. 'Sure. OK. I'll give you the money. In fact, I'll even hail a car down for you.'
"I smiled over to Jin. Her brow was raised, and she whispered, 'Did you threaten him or something?'
"As we went home, we, oddly, didn't remind silent anymore. We talked about basically everything that we did while I shied away from her--"
"So you were shy!" Chi-Chi said with exultation.
"What did I say earlier?!" I bellowed. My threats aren't empty, I thought, but I don't want to stop remembering it now.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sailor Taichichi Vegeta - You bloody scared me when I check on my stats after about, oh, an hour, and find that it had grown by 10 reviews! Well, thanks for all of them. But, you did miss chapter 6, I believe. Lol. Took me a while to write this chapter, but it is long. I'll sneak a little piece of info on the next one, since I got so many reviews: it's planned to be the climax! And, Btw, despite rising belief that may be in existance, I don't hate Yamcha. I think of him a little more positively than neutral to be honest.
