A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait. I've been having a bit of writers block with this story. I'm not sure where to go with a part and keep rewriting it and then forget to post this. Sorry. :winces: Any ideas, and criticism are excepted!

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"I'm sorry Goku, but your wife is a bi- bad person... Doesn't she understand that the world's at risk and Piccolo is only trying to help by training your son?" Tora folded her arms over her chest and kicked at the ground with the tip of her boot.

Goku winced at the hinted word 'bitch' then shrugged rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, "She only wants what's best for Gohan. Sometimes she can be a bit dramatic."

"Dramatic," Tora scoffed, "If you wanna call it that. More like… psychotic!" She moved over to the tree Goku kept glancing at and sat down under it leaning her back against the trunk, "I'm sorry," She sighed noticing the hurt look that had washed over Goku's face, "I shouldn't be talking like that about your wife… how did you meet her anyways?"

Goku smiled lightly, "We met when we were kids and I promised I'd marry her."

"Kid's say the craziest things." Tora smirked slightly looking up at Goku, "So you've known her all that time?"

"Well… no," Goku shook his head, "I hadn't seen her for a long time, and then she showed up at a tournament and reminded me of my promise. You know the funny thing is… when I was little I had thought marriage was some kind of food." He laughed nervously, "But I couldn't back down on my promise." He shrugged nonchalantly.

Tora looked up at him in amazement, "Do you even love her?" She blushed suddenly realizing how blunt she had been, "You don't have to answer that."

Goku blinked, "No one's asked me that before…" He said slowly scratching at his face then his neck, "Truthfully," He dropped his hands by his sides, "I'm not sure."

"Whoa, Goku… that's-"

"I know," Goku sighed shaking his head, "I know it's bad." He smiled sheepishly looking up at the sky, "Look it's getting late… I should go. See you in two days." He grinned, waved good bye and was gone before Tora could even open her mouth to respond.

"Wow, that's odd."

Tora startled craning her neck back and gaped up at Kimura lying on her stomach in the higher branches of the tree.

"How long have you been there for?" Tora snapped jumping to her feet.

Kimura rolled off the branch catching herself on another and hung there, "Since you guys arrived. I was here first practicing my ki sensing skills." She grinned and Tora scowled at her.

"You should have said something! That conversation wasn't meant for you to hear!"

Kimura rested her feet on a lower branch and let go of the one she was holding onto, "Goku knew I was here the whole time. Why do you think he kept looking up here? I waved to him even." She smirked easing herself down on her butt and wrapped her tail around the branch.

"Uhg!" Tora threw her arms in the air exasperatedly, "I can't believe you!"

Kimura leaned her back against the trunk of the tree using her arms as cushioning for her head, "You like him don't you?"

Tora sneered at her, "Shut up." The light blush that crept across her cheeks betrayed her and Kimura threw her head back laughing.

"I hate you." Tora sighed flopping down on the grass, "So besides eavesdropping on me… what else did you do today?"

Kimura sat up, "Learned how to sense people's Ki." She grinned happily sliding onto her stomach and let her arms, legs, and tail hang limply over the branch.

Tora tilted her head back, "Really? They can do that here… oh wait," She smiled sheepishly, "Yea, I remember Goku saying something like that. So who taught you?"

"Piccolo," Kimura yawned twitching her tail, "It wasn't hard to learn."

"The Namekian?"

Kimura nodded and Tora made a face, "Never pictured you to be hanging around a quiet guy, let alone a Namekian. Always pictured you to be with Crisjin for some reason."

Kimura flinched a bit, "Crisjin? Why him?" She rolled onto her side, almost loosing her balance she grabbed onto the branch above her and pulled herself into a sitting position.

Tora shrugged, "I dunno." She smiled, "Chemistry," She said using her pointer and middle fingers to make quotation marks, "Nah, I'm kidding ya. I've just been around you two for way too long. Whatever did happen on Frieza's ship, remember you told me you'd tell me? …and that was like 6 years ago."

Kimura froze up, "What made you think of that?"

"I dunno the thought of Crisjin, then Frieza, then Frieza's ship…" She shrugged looking back up at Kimura, "Is something wrong?"

"I…" Kimura shrugged, "It was a long time ago, I don't-"

Tora rolled her eyes, "Alright, I know where this is heading. You don't have to tell me, but you know where to find me when you do want to talk." She stood up, "I mean it." She said before turning and walking away.

Kimura sighed running her hands through her hair.

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Third week in a row, on the same day, at the same time… Piccolo paused mid kick, he snorted setting his foot down and wiped the sweat from his brow.

"Back again?" He grunted turning fully to Kimura standing on the edge of the pond.

She dropped her arms to her sides and bowed her head, "Sorry if I bother you…" She said slowly turning to leave.

Piccolo rolled his eyes, "Kid, if you bothered me you would know," He folded his arms over his bare chest and lifted an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

'What's wrong?' Piccolo sighed inwardly cursing Gohan for making him actually care about people.

Kimura shrugged toeing the ground, "I want to help." She blurted out looking up at Piccolo.

"Help?"

"Yea," Kimura nodded slowly loosing her nerve, "Fight the androids… but," She went back to toeing at the ground, "I… I don't think I'll stand a chance if they're as strong as everyone's making them out to be. Will you train me?" Yes, she had gotten the idea from Tora, but it was such a good idea.

Piccolo stared at her blankly for a few moments then snorted, "Feh, why don't you have one of the other's train you? You're already wasting my time with your weekly babbles."

Kimura flinched slightly, "Tora's training with Goku, Crisjin is training with Gohan and working with Bulma on scouters or something, and Vegeta's disappeared ever since he found out Bulma was pregnant. And there's something about Yamucha and Tein that creep me out."

Piccolo nodded once, "Fine, I'll train you."

Kimura grinned, "Thank you Pic-"

"Only until the androids are defeated." Piccolo turned his back to Kimura as the grin slipped from her face.

She nodded, "Okay, I understand. When do we start?"

Piccolo lunged at her, "Now!"

Kimura squeaked dodging Piccolo's outstretch hand and turned punching for his face. He grabbed her arm and wrenched it behind her back successfully pulling her into an arm lock.

"Damn it!" Kimura spit out trying to break free of the hold, Piccolo tightened his grip sending a jolt of pain up her arm.

"You're thinking to hard!" Piccolo growled pushing her arm up more, "Don't calculate, fight!"

Kimura bit her lip to keep from screaming; kicking her foot back into Piccolo's ankle, Kimura back flipped over his shoulder pulling her arm free. Piccolo blinked having not expected the random attack then ducked his head as Kimura flew over top of him. She stumbled a few feet upon hitting the ground then turned to the Namekian. Piccolo smirked sliding back down into his fighting stance.

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