Chapter 6 (A Rude Awakening)
Hamato slowly opened his eyes. He found himself on a couch. He tried to move, but his whole body ached. He tried to remember how he might have ended up there. The last thing he remembered was launching that last attack at the fighter. Then....everything just went black. "THE FIGHTER!!" The thought rang through Hamato's mind. What happened to him? And the other people? Were they ok? Hamato never wanted to hurt anyone. He didn't know why he had used that attack. "I could have killed them all......." Regret washed over Hamato.
"I have to make sure they are ok." Grabbing the back of the couch, Hamato struggled to pull himself up. He sat himself up with struggle and he looked around again. He saw that he was back into the house on the Turtle Hermit's island. "Well, it looks like everyone was saved, thank Kami." He moved forward, trying to pull himself to his feet. Suddenly, he heard voices coming outside from the room. He recognized one of the voices. It was Bulma's. Hamato smiled knowing that she was ok. He began to stand when a sudden pain shot through his body. He cried out in pain as he feel to the floor. As the pain washed over him, he heard people yelling.
"What happened?"
"Oh my Kami!! It's the kid."
"Hamato!!"
The last thing he saw was Bulma looking over him before the pain overcame him and he passed out.
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When Hamato opened his eyes again, he saw a woman sitting next to him. She was taking a towel from his forehead. He tried to pull himself up, but feel back a sharp pain shot through his body. He fell back to the couch.
"No, don't try to get up." The woman turn back towards him and placed the towel back on his head. He recognized the woman's voice.
"Bulma??"
The woman smiled. "Oh Hamato!! Your ok!!" Bulma bent down and gave him a big hug.
"Um.... Bulma? Do you think you could le me go, please??" Hamato cringed in pain.
"Oh! Sorry!" Bulma let Hamato go.
"Thank you." Hamato began to rub his arms as he grabbed onto the couch to balance himself.
"Well, looks like someone's finally up." Hamato turned towards the voice to see Yamcha walking towards a nearby chair.
"Ya. You had us worried for a while there," said Krillin, as he and Gohan walked over beside Yamcha.
Hamato smiled, then quickly grabbed his arm as Bulma slapped it. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?!?!? YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELF KILLED!!!!"
"Bulma, calm down. He wouldn't have gotten killed," said Yamcha trying to calm her down.
Bulma turned to Yamcha with a fiery look in her eyes. "HE COULD HAVE BEEN HURT!!!"
"GA!!" Krillin jumped back.
Bulma turned back to Hamato do dish out another verbal beating as a voice called out to her to stop. "Oh calm down Bulma. The boy is fine now, and that's all that matters."
Bulma and the others turned towards the direction of the voice. Hamato saw an old man with a long white beard and mustache, wearing a black martial arts uniform, walk towards the group.
"But he could have gotten seriously hurt, Roshi!!" said Bulma
"ROSHI!" The name rang in Hamato's head. It was him, the Great Turtle Hermit. He had finally found him.
"Bulma, Yamcha and Krillin wouldn't have really hurt the boy. Now would you?" Roshi turned towards the two.
"Um... of course not," Krillin answered his master, "he he he....."
"See?" said Roshi as he walked over to the couch, " you have nothing to worry about. Now that the boy is safe, why don't we celebrate?" Roshi slowly began to walk forward and lower his hands towards Bulma with a "grabbing" motion.
"AH!!" Rohsi fell to the ground as Bulma slapped him across the face.
"Old pervert..." Bulma turned her back to the old master.
"This is supposed to be the great Turtle Hermit??" Hamato thought to himself.
Roshi quickly jumped to his feet and wiped himself off. "He he he hum..." He turned towards Hamato. "So you are the young man I saw fight out there?" Roshi looked Hamato over.
"...Yes sir," said Hamato, pulling himself up to his feet.
"Hamato, sit down. You're still hurt," Said Bulma, concerned.
"Don't worry Bulma, I'll be ok," Hamato said with a grin, as he grimaced in pain. Roshi nodded as Hamato rose to his feet, grabbing his glasses off the table. He turned towards Roshi and bowed to him. "Master Roshi, my name is Hamato. I have traveled all this way to ask if I may train with you. I know if I train with a great man like you, I know that I will become stronger then I ever imagined."
Everyone was taken back by Hamato's words, except for Master Roshi, who only nodded. Bulma looked at Hamato "You mean that you came all this way to ask him to train with him?"
Hamato nodded. "Yes. I know Master Roshi trained the man who defeated Cell," He turned towards Gohan, and smiled, "Or at least I thought he did."
"Well, my Dad did train under Master Roshi when he was younger, and I trained under him," said Gohan.
Krillin turned to Yamcha, then walked over to Hamato. "But Hamato...Master Roshi hasn't trained in....". Yamcha elbowed Krillin in the chest, giving him a look. "Ow...," Krillin rubbed his chest, "What?"
Master Roshi lifted his sunglasses and look over Hamato. Hamato was a young man, about 17 or 18 by Roshi's thoughts. He was 6'3", a bit taller then Goku. He wore glasses, something Roshi laughed to him self about. "A martial artist with glasses." He wasn't build like a martial artist, at least not your traditional one. He was very lanky and thin. He had muscle tone, but he was not "built". He didn't look strong, but Roshi knew that that didn't mean much. He could sense a strong power within him. With that gift of his, the boy could become a great fighter. If this boy had only come to him those many years ago, he might have been able to, but now.
Roshi sighed. "I'm sorry you came all this way boy," The smile on Hamato's face slowly faded away, "but I cannot take on new students any longer." Roshi made his way to other side of the couch, and sat down. "I have grown too old to continue on with even my own training."
"But Goku," Hamato walked over to the old master.
"Goku went far beyond many training many years ago, as all of my students have," Roshi motioned to Krillin and Yamcha.
Hamato looked at Roshi, shocked. "But I came all this way...." He fell back onto the couch, almost missing it entirely.
Bulma quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to her. "But Roshi there must be something you can do."
Krillin turned towards Roshi, "Ya, come on. You saw him fight. He fought harder then any normal fighter I've ever seen."
Gohan looked at Hamato, feeling him pain. He took a step forward, "Master Roshi, you have to do something. He was able to perform the kamehameha energy wave. If he was able to do that, he was abilities that cannot be over looked."
"Don't you think I know that!!!" Roshi jumped up. "There has only been one person who has shown that much promise without years of training, and that was Goku. If there was anything I could do, I would. But I cannot train him!!!"
Hamato could only look on as his dream shattered before his eyes.
Hamato slowly opened his eyes. He found himself on a couch. He tried to move, but his whole body ached. He tried to remember how he might have ended up there. The last thing he remembered was launching that last attack at the fighter. Then....everything just went black. "THE FIGHTER!!" The thought rang through Hamato's mind. What happened to him? And the other people? Were they ok? Hamato never wanted to hurt anyone. He didn't know why he had used that attack. "I could have killed them all......." Regret washed over Hamato.
"I have to make sure they are ok." Grabbing the back of the couch, Hamato struggled to pull himself up. He sat himself up with struggle and he looked around again. He saw that he was back into the house on the Turtle Hermit's island. "Well, it looks like everyone was saved, thank Kami." He moved forward, trying to pull himself to his feet. Suddenly, he heard voices coming outside from the room. He recognized one of the voices. It was Bulma's. Hamato smiled knowing that she was ok. He began to stand when a sudden pain shot through his body. He cried out in pain as he feel to the floor. As the pain washed over him, he heard people yelling.
"What happened?"
"Oh my Kami!! It's the kid."
"Hamato!!"
The last thing he saw was Bulma looking over him before the pain overcame him and he passed out.
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When Hamato opened his eyes again, he saw a woman sitting next to him. She was taking a towel from his forehead. He tried to pull himself up, but feel back a sharp pain shot through his body. He fell back to the couch.
"No, don't try to get up." The woman turn back towards him and placed the towel back on his head. He recognized the woman's voice.
"Bulma??"
The woman smiled. "Oh Hamato!! Your ok!!" Bulma bent down and gave him a big hug.
"Um.... Bulma? Do you think you could le me go, please??" Hamato cringed in pain.
"Oh! Sorry!" Bulma let Hamato go.
"Thank you." Hamato began to rub his arms as he grabbed onto the couch to balance himself.
"Well, looks like someone's finally up." Hamato turned towards the voice to see Yamcha walking towards a nearby chair.
"Ya. You had us worried for a while there," said Krillin, as he and Gohan walked over beside Yamcha.
Hamato smiled, then quickly grabbed his arm as Bulma slapped it. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?!?!? YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN YOURSELF KILLED!!!!"
"Bulma, calm down. He wouldn't have gotten killed," said Yamcha trying to calm her down.
Bulma turned to Yamcha with a fiery look in her eyes. "HE COULD HAVE BEEN HURT!!!"
"GA!!" Krillin jumped back.
Bulma turned back to Hamato do dish out another verbal beating as a voice called out to her to stop. "Oh calm down Bulma. The boy is fine now, and that's all that matters."
Bulma and the others turned towards the direction of the voice. Hamato saw an old man with a long white beard and mustache, wearing a black martial arts uniform, walk towards the group.
"But he could have gotten seriously hurt, Roshi!!" said Bulma
"ROSHI!" The name rang in Hamato's head. It was him, the Great Turtle Hermit. He had finally found him.
"Bulma, Yamcha and Krillin wouldn't have really hurt the boy. Now would you?" Roshi turned towards the two.
"Um... of course not," Krillin answered his master, "he he he....."
"See?" said Roshi as he walked over to the couch, " you have nothing to worry about. Now that the boy is safe, why don't we celebrate?" Roshi slowly began to walk forward and lower his hands towards Bulma with a "grabbing" motion.
"AH!!" Rohsi fell to the ground as Bulma slapped him across the face.
"Old pervert..." Bulma turned her back to the old master.
"This is supposed to be the great Turtle Hermit??" Hamato thought to himself.
Roshi quickly jumped to his feet and wiped himself off. "He he he hum..." He turned towards Hamato. "So you are the young man I saw fight out there?" Roshi looked Hamato over.
"...Yes sir," said Hamato, pulling himself up to his feet.
"Hamato, sit down. You're still hurt," Said Bulma, concerned.
"Don't worry Bulma, I'll be ok," Hamato said with a grin, as he grimaced in pain. Roshi nodded as Hamato rose to his feet, grabbing his glasses off the table. He turned towards Roshi and bowed to him. "Master Roshi, my name is Hamato. I have traveled all this way to ask if I may train with you. I know if I train with a great man like you, I know that I will become stronger then I ever imagined."
Everyone was taken back by Hamato's words, except for Master Roshi, who only nodded. Bulma looked at Hamato "You mean that you came all this way to ask him to train with him?"
Hamato nodded. "Yes. I know Master Roshi trained the man who defeated Cell," He turned towards Gohan, and smiled, "Or at least I thought he did."
"Well, my Dad did train under Master Roshi when he was younger, and I trained under him," said Gohan.
Krillin turned to Yamcha, then walked over to Hamato. "But Hamato...Master Roshi hasn't trained in....". Yamcha elbowed Krillin in the chest, giving him a look. "Ow...," Krillin rubbed his chest, "What?"
Master Roshi lifted his sunglasses and look over Hamato. Hamato was a young man, about 17 or 18 by Roshi's thoughts. He was 6'3", a bit taller then Goku. He wore glasses, something Roshi laughed to him self about. "A martial artist with glasses." He wasn't build like a martial artist, at least not your traditional one. He was very lanky and thin. He had muscle tone, but he was not "built". He didn't look strong, but Roshi knew that that didn't mean much. He could sense a strong power within him. With that gift of his, the boy could become a great fighter. If this boy had only come to him those many years ago, he might have been able to, but now.
Roshi sighed. "I'm sorry you came all this way boy," The smile on Hamato's face slowly faded away, "but I cannot take on new students any longer." Roshi made his way to other side of the couch, and sat down. "I have grown too old to continue on with even my own training."
"But Goku," Hamato walked over to the old master.
"Goku went far beyond many training many years ago, as all of my students have," Roshi motioned to Krillin and Yamcha.
Hamato looked at Roshi, shocked. "But I came all this way...." He fell back onto the couch, almost missing it entirely.
Bulma quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to her. "But Roshi there must be something you can do."
Krillin turned towards Roshi, "Ya, come on. You saw him fight. He fought harder then any normal fighter I've ever seen."
Gohan looked at Hamato, feeling him pain. He took a step forward, "Master Roshi, you have to do something. He was able to perform the kamehameha energy wave. If he was able to do that, he was abilities that cannot be over looked."
"Don't you think I know that!!!" Roshi jumped up. "There has only been one person who has shown that much promise without years of training, and that was Goku. If there was anything I could do, I would. But I cannot train him!!!"
Hamato could only look on as his dream shattered before his eyes.