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watch it anymore. But I do get a kick out of placing my odd stories up on
the internet. So, enjoy.
----- Television references.
"" talking
'' thinking
** Telepathy (chapter breaks too 0.o)
********Chapter Three*********
Subconsciously she grabbed her injured side. I didn't take long for her to feel a hot, sticky substance through her shirt and in between her fingers. The scrape caused by being thrown was beginning to bleed. The breeze picked up and her large shirt waved in its gust. And as she stood there; hair blown out of place, covered in dust and dirt, bleeding and emotionally stunned, she felt as if her words were carried away by that whistling wind.
"Utterly preposterous. However, your existence is of no consequence to us." The old android stated.
His cold metallic eyes reflected only malice towards the new comer. Without waiting for a response he continued.
"Go stand with the other insignificant organisms and await your demise as they do." He said as he crossed his arms and took a side-step to let her pass.
Her eyes were cast down, but as she passed him she glanced back at him through the corner of her eye.
'That's what you think.' She thought, knowing what fate he had in the coarse of the future.
Her eyes shifted back to the ground and came to a sudden halt when she came upon a pair of recognizable, brown, slip-on shoes. Her eyes then led her up the pants of a familiar purple gi, and her neck arched incredibly as she finally was able to look up to the Namekian warrior. Her electric blue eyes went wide and her mouth went slack. Piccolo's gaze met her own and a large sweat-drop formed as he narrowed his eyes at her in an irritated and confused way.
'Wonder if I'm able to do that too?' she wondered about the typical sweat- drop.
She knew she was making him uncomfortable, but she couldn't help but to stare.
"What?!" he asked, finally unnerved by the girls wide-eyed stare.
His bass-filled voice echoed in her ears and vibrated through her bones.
His tone wasn't threatening, just extremely agitated and creeped out.
"It's just that," she said, pausing so she could choose her words carefully.
"you're so tall." She managed to get out, a faint flush appeared on her cheeks.
'That was impressive, now he knows you're a complete doofus.' She thought regretting her last statement.
An anime fall came from The Tall One.
She blinked nervously at the warrior, realizing she too could get a sweat- drop; it was almost involuntary. Krillan took this time to walk slowly over to her. She turned her gaze to him and noticed he was approaching her with a certain level of caution.
'That's a laugh and a half, baldy's afraid of me? Doesn't he know that I'm weaker then even his is?!' she thought with sad irony.
"Are you," he said pausing; his tone serous and his voice low.
"okay?" he finally finished.
His question threw her off guard a bit. Ever since she arrived she had been bombarded with questions of her existence, purpose and intentions, she didn't know how to react with words of concern. Especially coming from the comic relief. She looked down. A blush of shame filled the bridge of her nose and cheeks. This reaction caused Krillan to go lax with slight bewilderment. She then nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I guess I'll be okay." She said quietly.
Questions of her sudden appearance left Krillan's mind as his attention was drawn back to Vegeta's acts of insensitivity towards her.
"That jerk Vegeta! I swear! He'll get his one day, mark my words!" he said through gritted teeth and fist shaking in the Saiyan Prince's direction.
Cassie only blinked at this action of long distance rebellion.
'He didn't say that very loud.' She thought with a smile of amusement.
Krillan saw this and gave a smile back. His hand went behind his head and then he laughed nervously, his cheeks flashed slightly red. A curious young Gohan made his way to Krillan's side. He had a look of child-like inquisition, confusion and slight hurt at Krillan's light-heartedness at the time of his father's distress.
"What's going on Krillan?" Gohan asked, and as it does in the series, his voice gave away very clearly what his emotions were.
Cassie found herself gawking at Gohan. He looked much more majestic in person.
'He's so cute, yet he's so cool looking too,' the thought brought about yet another blush.
'Much cooler then that "Great Saiyaman".' She thought as her cheeks went shamefully bright.
'That's just wrong.' She added silently in the back of her mind.
Krillan's face went serious.
"It's nothin'. How's Goku doin'?" he asked.
Before anything else could be said, Goku's body suddenly went sailing by them. His body was then gracefully caught by Piccolo's right hand by grabbing onto the back of Goku's gi. Cassie noticed that the small crowd that was barely beginning to gather around her shifted swiftly to Goku's unmoving side.
"Daddy!"
"Goku!"
"He needs the antidote, and he needs it now!" Piccolo's voice was stern but urgency also dwelled greatly there.
"I'll take him!" Gohan said quickly.
Not even a glance went towards the new child who seemed to appear from nothingness.
"No Gohan, I'll take him." Yamcha said and without waiting for a reply, reached down and picked up Goku's massive and limp body and tossed him onto his shoulder.
Gohan looked reluctant and determined.
"Then I'm going with you." He stated.
"No Gohan, you stay here. They need you. Sad to say, I'll only get in the way." He said and Gohan only nodded once in confirmation.
Yamcha's smiling face couldn't hide the sorrow he felt for his own inability to help. It made his smile almost apologetic.
"Take the girl with you." Piccolo commanded.
Yamcha gave him a confused glance before glancing over to the tattered girl that now stood away from the crowd. She looked from Yamcha to the verbal battle that now commenced between Vegeta and the heavy-set Android 19. She knew she had no choice in the matter; that she'd have to leave the battle field before she could see Vegeta go Super-Saiyan. Her expression showed that of disappointment.
'Vegeta going Super-Saiyan, that was really awesome on TV, I wonder.' She thought about it for a second.
'No, I'd probably die of fright. Just seeing him in his normal form made me think that my time was well up.' She thought with slight anxiety, not realizing Yamcha had approached her.
"Well, I guess we'd better get goin' before the sparks really start flying." His voice tried to sound macho and that of authority, but his shyness for this strange and beautiful newcomer was more then apparent.
She looked back to him, realizing how close he was. She was eye-level with his chest and his chest was only a half a foot away from her nose. Up close his physique was impressively toned and built.
'Man he looks good, too bad he's such a dork.' She thought to herself.
To him, when she looked up to him, she seemed like that of a stranded child coming in counter with that of greatness. His head went light with the prospects. She watched as a slight blush formed and could feel his ego soaring to unimaginably incredible heights. It made her eye want to twitch. He then bent down, his closeness to her was almost unbearable. He was studying her injured side.
"You know, if you wrap your arms around my neck, I can wrap my arm around the back of your legs (for support of course) and we can fly without me having to worry about touching your injury." He said, his voice rising an note or two.
'I'd much rather hang on to your ankles for your information.' She thought to herself, her stomach tightening.
She remained silent as she then reached around his neck. When he stood up strait, her feet left the ground. He then shifted Goku slightly and then wrapped his free arm around the back of her legs, just above her butt. Her face grew hot.
'I'd love to kick you in the crotch, if I could.' She thought with much embarrassment and slight anger.
'Not like you'd feel it anyways.' She thought again.
He nodded to the others a fair well before taking off at neck-breaking speeds into the air and on to the Son's house. She latched on as hard as she could, her face buried into his chest.
'What's that smell?!' she thought as she couldn't help but breath in something slightly musty on his torn gi.
It took her a while to realized she was touching, not cloth, but flesh. But it didn't matter now.
"Don't worry, I gotcha." He said almost amusingly.
'That's what's got me worried in the first place!' she thought as air sickness began to kick into effect and she was finding it harder to breath.
Her ears popped and she began to shiver from the cold draft coming from the height of their altitude. He leaned his chin towards her in an attempt to shield to her from the wind and he pulled her closer to him. Her eyes shot open wide as his massive arm held her closer. Fear and extreme uneasiness clung to her as her stomach had dropped long before they had left the ground. She was becoming dizzy and lightheaded amongst all else.
'Please God! MAKE IT STOP!!!' her mind screamed.
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So, how was that? Gosh I love doing these fanfics. They make me feel so completely free. You know that feeling? Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I've just began doing chapter four so it should be posted pretty soon. Well, can't wait to get some more reviews to see what I need to change, or if I need to change at all. I love hearing from you guys. Well, Ja Ne Always! Usarea.
********Chapter Three*********
Subconsciously she grabbed her injured side. I didn't take long for her to feel a hot, sticky substance through her shirt and in between her fingers. The scrape caused by being thrown was beginning to bleed. The breeze picked up and her large shirt waved in its gust. And as she stood there; hair blown out of place, covered in dust and dirt, bleeding and emotionally stunned, she felt as if her words were carried away by that whistling wind.
"Utterly preposterous. However, your existence is of no consequence to us." The old android stated.
His cold metallic eyes reflected only malice towards the new comer. Without waiting for a response he continued.
"Go stand with the other insignificant organisms and await your demise as they do." He said as he crossed his arms and took a side-step to let her pass.
Her eyes were cast down, but as she passed him she glanced back at him through the corner of her eye.
'That's what you think.' She thought, knowing what fate he had in the coarse of the future.
Her eyes shifted back to the ground and came to a sudden halt when she came upon a pair of recognizable, brown, slip-on shoes. Her eyes then led her up the pants of a familiar purple gi, and her neck arched incredibly as she finally was able to look up to the Namekian warrior. Her electric blue eyes went wide and her mouth went slack. Piccolo's gaze met her own and a large sweat-drop formed as he narrowed his eyes at her in an irritated and confused way.
'Wonder if I'm able to do that too?' she wondered about the typical sweat- drop.
She knew she was making him uncomfortable, but she couldn't help but to stare.
"What?!" he asked, finally unnerved by the girls wide-eyed stare.
His bass-filled voice echoed in her ears and vibrated through her bones.
His tone wasn't threatening, just extremely agitated and creeped out.
"It's just that," she said, pausing so she could choose her words carefully.
"you're so tall." She managed to get out, a faint flush appeared on her cheeks.
'That was impressive, now he knows you're a complete doofus.' She thought regretting her last statement.
An anime fall came from The Tall One.
She blinked nervously at the warrior, realizing she too could get a sweat- drop; it was almost involuntary. Krillan took this time to walk slowly over to her. She turned her gaze to him and noticed he was approaching her with a certain level of caution.
'That's a laugh and a half, baldy's afraid of me? Doesn't he know that I'm weaker then even his is?!' she thought with sad irony.
"Are you," he said pausing; his tone serous and his voice low.
"okay?" he finally finished.
His question threw her off guard a bit. Ever since she arrived she had been bombarded with questions of her existence, purpose and intentions, she didn't know how to react with words of concern. Especially coming from the comic relief. She looked down. A blush of shame filled the bridge of her nose and cheeks. This reaction caused Krillan to go lax with slight bewilderment. She then nodded slightly.
"Yeah, I guess I'll be okay." She said quietly.
Questions of her sudden appearance left Krillan's mind as his attention was drawn back to Vegeta's acts of insensitivity towards her.
"That jerk Vegeta! I swear! He'll get his one day, mark my words!" he said through gritted teeth and fist shaking in the Saiyan Prince's direction.
Cassie only blinked at this action of long distance rebellion.
'He didn't say that very loud.' She thought with a smile of amusement.
Krillan saw this and gave a smile back. His hand went behind his head and then he laughed nervously, his cheeks flashed slightly red. A curious young Gohan made his way to Krillan's side. He had a look of child-like inquisition, confusion and slight hurt at Krillan's light-heartedness at the time of his father's distress.
"What's going on Krillan?" Gohan asked, and as it does in the series, his voice gave away very clearly what his emotions were.
Cassie found herself gawking at Gohan. He looked much more majestic in person.
'He's so cute, yet he's so cool looking too,' the thought brought about yet another blush.
'Much cooler then that "Great Saiyaman".' She thought as her cheeks went shamefully bright.
'That's just wrong.' She added silently in the back of her mind.
Krillan's face went serious.
"It's nothin'. How's Goku doin'?" he asked.
Before anything else could be said, Goku's body suddenly went sailing by them. His body was then gracefully caught by Piccolo's right hand by grabbing onto the back of Goku's gi. Cassie noticed that the small crowd that was barely beginning to gather around her shifted swiftly to Goku's unmoving side.
"Daddy!"
"Goku!"
"He needs the antidote, and he needs it now!" Piccolo's voice was stern but urgency also dwelled greatly there.
"I'll take him!" Gohan said quickly.
Not even a glance went towards the new child who seemed to appear from nothingness.
"No Gohan, I'll take him." Yamcha said and without waiting for a reply, reached down and picked up Goku's massive and limp body and tossed him onto his shoulder.
Gohan looked reluctant and determined.
"Then I'm going with you." He stated.
"No Gohan, you stay here. They need you. Sad to say, I'll only get in the way." He said and Gohan only nodded once in confirmation.
Yamcha's smiling face couldn't hide the sorrow he felt for his own inability to help. It made his smile almost apologetic.
"Take the girl with you." Piccolo commanded.
Yamcha gave him a confused glance before glancing over to the tattered girl that now stood away from the crowd. She looked from Yamcha to the verbal battle that now commenced between Vegeta and the heavy-set Android 19. She knew she had no choice in the matter; that she'd have to leave the battle field before she could see Vegeta go Super-Saiyan. Her expression showed that of disappointment.
'Vegeta going Super-Saiyan, that was really awesome on TV, I wonder.' She thought about it for a second.
'No, I'd probably die of fright. Just seeing him in his normal form made me think that my time was well up.' She thought with slight anxiety, not realizing Yamcha had approached her.
"Well, I guess we'd better get goin' before the sparks really start flying." His voice tried to sound macho and that of authority, but his shyness for this strange and beautiful newcomer was more then apparent.
She looked back to him, realizing how close he was. She was eye-level with his chest and his chest was only a half a foot away from her nose. Up close his physique was impressively toned and built.
'Man he looks good, too bad he's such a dork.' She thought to herself.
To him, when she looked up to him, she seemed like that of a stranded child coming in counter with that of greatness. His head went light with the prospects. She watched as a slight blush formed and could feel his ego soaring to unimaginably incredible heights. It made her eye want to twitch. He then bent down, his closeness to her was almost unbearable. He was studying her injured side.
"You know, if you wrap your arms around my neck, I can wrap my arm around the back of your legs (for support of course) and we can fly without me having to worry about touching your injury." He said, his voice rising an note or two.
'I'd much rather hang on to your ankles for your information.' She thought to herself, her stomach tightening.
She remained silent as she then reached around his neck. When he stood up strait, her feet left the ground. He then shifted Goku slightly and then wrapped his free arm around the back of her legs, just above her butt. Her face grew hot.
'I'd love to kick you in the crotch, if I could.' She thought with much embarrassment and slight anger.
'Not like you'd feel it anyways.' She thought again.
He nodded to the others a fair well before taking off at neck-breaking speeds into the air and on to the Son's house. She latched on as hard as she could, her face buried into his chest.
'What's that smell?!' she thought as she couldn't help but breath in something slightly musty on his torn gi.
It took her a while to realized she was touching, not cloth, but flesh. But it didn't matter now.
"Don't worry, I gotcha." He said almost amusingly.
'That's what's got me worried in the first place!' she thought as air sickness began to kick into effect and she was finding it harder to breath.
Her ears popped and she began to shiver from the cold draft coming from the height of their altitude. He leaned his chin towards her in an attempt to shield to her from the wind and he pulled her closer to him. Her eyes shot open wide as his massive arm held her closer. Fear and extreme uneasiness clung to her as her stomach had dropped long before they had left the ground. She was becoming dizzy and lightheaded amongst all else.
'Please God! MAKE IT STOP!!!' her mind screamed.
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So, how was that? Gosh I love doing these fanfics. They make me feel so completely free. You know that feeling? Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, I've just began doing chapter four so it should be posted pretty soon. Well, can't wait to get some more reviews to see what I need to change, or if I need to change at all. I love hearing from you guys. Well, Ja Ne Always! Usarea.