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** Telepathy (chapter breaks too 0.o)
!!!!ASSURANCE ALERT!!!! THIS IS NOT A YAMCHA ROMANCE SCENE!!! =.= (Well, at least not from the girl. Yamcha, on the other hand. he's on his own!)
********Chapter Four************
Landing was perpetual madness. Cassie felt her heart catch in her throat as they hit the ground from about a three mile free fall out of the air. Her eyes were wide and twitching and she clung on to Yamcha with all of the strength she could muster. Yamcha leaned forward so that her feet touched the ground. She used the remainder of her strength to unclench her sore, aching, embrace from around Yamcha's neck. The moment she did this, however, she fell to her knees. It took her several minutes to realize that she was taking in short, rapid and hollow breaths; that beads of sweat rolled down her face; and that she was trembling slightly all over.
"Oh common, my fling's not all that bad!" he said trying to joke, but his uneasiness was quite apparent.
'If you don't shut-up, I'm gonna hurl all over you!' she thought, waiting for the light-headedness to leave.
"At least I don't think so." Yamcha muttered to himself as he looked down at Goku.
Suddenly the door to the Son's house swung open with a loud bang. Goku Son's wife, Chi-Chi came running out.
"Yamcha! What happened to my Goku?!! TELL ME!!" she was yelling as she ran to them.
Yamcha leaned down a bit and touched Cassie's shoulder.
"Listen, I'll be back in a minute. Can you hold on till then?" he asked.
The swallowed several time, contemplating on wither she should attempt speech or not. Eventually she just nodded her head several times without looking up. Chi-Chi continued bombarding Yamcha with questions. Questions about Goku; about why he didn't help and questions about who the girl outside was. Several seconds latter it sounded as if the house was being torn apart from the inside, out. They were frantically searching for the antidote for Goku. Goku's cries and groans fell silent to the girl, because she was lost in her own thoughts. The girl finally looked up and around her. There was the Son's house, just like in the show, but, real this time. The sun was warm and bright, the birds sang and a slight breeze caused the lush trees and grass to sway lazily. Wispy clouds passed over head as she watched them pass. She continued to have her head held to the sky, breathing in the sweet fragrance of nature and drying laundry. She was still watching the sky thirty minutes later when the commotion from the house had died down and Yamcha finally stepped back out. She hadn't noticed him until he was right in front of her once again, looking down at her, obstructing her view of the sky. She blinked several times.
"Here, let's get you into the house." He offered as he grasped her shoulders and easily brought her to her feet.
She felt steadier this time. She felt dazed; the warmth of the sun had made her want to go to sleep. They walked into the doorway and then came to a sudden stop when Chi-Chi stormed towards them. Heatedly she evaluated the girl, looking her over and evaluating. Both the girl and Yamcha stood in utter terror as this ominous presence stood too close for comfort.
"You look about my size." She muttered to herself.
"Yamcha, you take the girl to Gohan's bedroom, I'll be there in a minute." She said, her voice not revealing any kind of comfort then turned to march off.
Yamcha and the girl could only stand still, mouths gaping slightly in wonder. Chi-Chi seemed to sense that they weren't responding and turned sharply around.
"Are you DEAF Yamcha?! I said take her to Gohan's room, NOW!" she said sharply and with much malice.
Yamcha jumped and then grabbed onto Cassie's shoulders.
"Yeah Chi-Chi! Loud-n-clear!" he said, a forced smile on his face covering the obvious fear residing within.
He then led the girl to Gohan's room. He stopped in the door way, but she continued over to the bed and sat down. She then looked around Gohan's quaint little room and felt the joy and dedication that filled it. Yamcha stood in the door way nervously glancing around the room at nothing in particular. Chi-Chi stomped into the room with an arm load of cloths, bandages, antiseptics, antibacterial ointments, etc. A confused look came over his face before she suddenly thrust it into his arms from hers. A bewildered look washed over his features.
"Uh, what this for Chi-Chi, you want me to hold it for you or something?" he asked uncertainly.
"Can you be so dense Yamcha?! It's for you to help the girl!" she yelled in disbelief.
"ME??!! Why ME?!!" he said, panic-stricken.
"DUH! That should be pretty obvious! I've got a sick husband to attend to!" she said and without waiting for a reply she walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
All the while she was muttering about how incredibly thick-headed Goku's muscle-bound, slacker friends were.
Yamcha stood looking down at the clothing, his eyes wide and his face reddened. He then looked up to the girl who sat on the bed of his best friend's son. The girl looked generally disturbed at the chain of events.
'This isn't happening. This isn't happening.' She kept thinking to herself.
Yamcha then swallowed loudly and walked stiff-legged, knees out over to her. His eyes still wide, but the frightened frown had been replaced with an extremely large, fake smile. His face all the while red.
'This has got to be a nightmare! A ridiculous, ludicrous nightmare brought on by staying up to late! That's it!' the girl thought, not believing that this egotistical moron was actually approaching her in any kind of terms that would help.
"Well, where should we begin?" he asked through his clinched teeth, his voice rising and lowering pitch quickly.
'Reminds me of when he was afraid of girls.' She thought as she sat there with her fists clinched in lap, her face reddening, and a deep frown on her face.
'Don't let him touch me.' She thought; something similar to the air sickness was setting in.
"Um," he said relaxing only a smudge when he realized she was just as bad off as he was.
"You know the sooner we get this over with, the better off you'll feel." He said, his voice still not calm enough to be considered casual.
The girl then stood. Yamcha watched in wonder as the girl crawled into the covers of Gohan's bed, sat up with the covers waist high and then brought up her shirt just enough that Yamcha would be able to clean it and dress it without seeing anything. Her face was blazing at this point and she looked on the verge of tears. Yamcha's body went lax some in astonishment to the resent developments. He then walked closer to her and sat on the bed next to her. She stared out the window as he worked.
Chi-Chi was in the next room with Goku when she heard the girl and Yamcha.
"OOOWWW! That REALLY HURTS!!" she cried.
"Hold still!"
"OOOWWWW!"
"Will you stop squirming?!"
"I will when you stop hurting me!"
"I didn't mean to!"
"OOOOOOOWWWWW!"
"SOOOORRRRRYYYYY!"
"Stop torturing that poor girl Yamcha! I swear, if I have to come in there, so help me!" Chi-Chi finally screamed at the closed door.
Yamcha then came out of the door panting as he shut the door behind him.
"It was wise of you to let her dress herself, otherwise she would've known you were a pervert Yamcha." Chi-Chi said in an evil tone that she tried to make sound nonchalant.
His eyebrows flattened; a frown appeared.
"Is that so?" he replied.
She didn't answer. She seemed to keep herself occupied with mopping Goku's sweaty forehead with a damp cloth.
Cassie dressed herself in Chi-Chi's old sparing outfit from when she was in the World Martial Art's Tournament with Goku, just before she suckered him into marring him. A yellow gi with a top that had spits up the sides of the waist. She then slipped on the dainty shoes and then walked to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. She stood gazing at herself for the first time in her anime form. Instead of being lanky, like she was considered in the "real" world, she was totally anime. Long, slender form, slightly smaller then Chi-Chi, built more like Android 18. Shinny, light- brown hair that looked almost identical to 18's hair style and her electric blue eyes seemed to almost resonate with the amount of energy found there, they were so brilliantly blue! Her complexion almost seemed flawless and her skin was evenly toned as well. She twirled in front of the mirror, looking so much like a DBZ character that she just wanted to cry out with joy.
'No wonder Yamcha was acting like such a dork!!!' she thought happily.
She suddenly felt like she had a new wave of confidence. She then walked to the door and opened it. Both Chi-Chi and Yamcha seemed to look at the girl with some measure of amazement.
"You sure do look nice." Chi-Chi said, only partially sounding pleasant before returning to the aiding of her sickened husband.
Yamcha smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, you sure do." He said, his eyes reverting to back to Goku.
The girl took a deep breath before walking a little closer to where Goku lay.
"Don't worry Chi-Chi, I know Goku will be okay." She said, keeping her eyes on the handsome (and totally not-single) Saiyan, Goku.
'He's my favorite character out of the whole series, and I don't even get to talk to him! This sucks!' she thought wearily as she studied him.
'Man, I hated seeing him this way on T.V., I hate it even more in real life!'
(One of the main reasons she couldn't watch The History of Trunks more the once. she hates movies that make her cry.)
"I've been wondering something," Chi-Chi started on one of her interrogations, but Yamcha quickly intervened.
"What she's gonna ask is, How do you know Goku? And Chi-Chi? And Vegeta? Are you one of the Androids or something?" Yamcha asked with slight suspicion in his voice.
'Oh shot! I'm toast!' she thought as the question had caught her off guard and totally unprepared.
She smiled the best she could and couldn't help but to laugh nervously as she searched for a good lie.
'Think Cassie! THINK!' she yelled to herself.
"Well, that's a good question, you see, I'm" she said pausing before saying the first thing that popped in her mind.
"My mom was a friend of Goku's when he was a little kid!" she blurted.
Confused glances were passed between Yamcha and Chi-Chi. Looks of uncertainty. Looks of distrust.
"A friend of Goku's huh?! Well then, how do you know about me? Huh?!" Chi- Chi then demanded.
True terror filled the girls being.
"My mom says that Goku used to talk about you constantly as a kid. Talking about how he met your dad, the Ox King, on Fire Mountain and how he found you while you were on your journey to find the Bancho Fan to put out the eternal flame on Fire Mountain so you could get back to your castle." When she was finished she was out of breath and then waited for a response.
Her nerves were shot. Chi-Chi would surely kill her if there was even the slightest doubt. She then swallowed loudly. Chi-Chi then suddenly stood.
"I KNEW IT!" she cried triumphantly.
The girl's heart stopped and she was about to bolt out of the room.
"He's loved me since the beginning! Oh Goku!" she said twirling around like a love-struck teenager, her eyes wide and sparkles dancing around her form with translucent rose petals drifting lazily behind her.
Both Yamcha and the girl only blinked, a look of disbelief on both their faces and huge sweat-drops behind their heads. An anime fall came from Cassie and Yamcha alike. Chi-Chi then swept the girl up into her little fantasy world.
"Well! Why didn't you say you were a friend of Goku's?!" she said happily as she sat the girl down in a chair.
Cassie was still in a daze when Chi-Chi sat leaned down in front of her and pulled up a chair so she could sit across from her.
"Now, that explains me and Goku, and maybe how you know about Yamcha and the rest, but how about Vegeta?" she asked, her tone light, but still not void of suspicion.
"Well, he was all over the news when he first arrived on Earth to take it over. I heard his name was Vegeta when a camera man got close enough to hear the conversation between him and the big, bald guy that was with him. I knew that Nappa guy was killed, but I thought Vegeta died too." She said, the lies coming a little easier.
Chi-Chi sat back some.
"Oh, well, yes, it was quite unfortunate that Goku let him go. I don't have any clue what possessed him to do such a foolish and careless thing like that." Chi-Chi said, her voice filled with concern now that her attention was diverted back to her husband.
"I just know Goku's going to pull through." The girl said with absolute confidence.
This didn't bring suspicion into Chi-Chi's features, as she feared might happen, but a small smile and an almost soft look to the girl came.
"Me too," she said and then looked back at Goku, giving one final wipe of the cloth.
"me too." She said quieter, as if to herself.
The girl felt a sadness in the room as she looked to Goku.
'Why am I sad? I KNOW Goku's going to be okay. So why be sad?' she thought to herself.
'Is it because she's sad?' she thought again.
'No, it's because I have no idea what kind of changes will happen just because I'm here! That's why!'
****************** Well?! How was that??! Gosh, I am sooo sorry I keep leaving you hanging like that, but I've got a duty to uphold the DBZ tradition!! But, you know, if you guys don't like it, I can change it, the only reason I write, it because I write for you, the readers.=^.^=, Well, keep those reviews comin'! And I'll keep working on more chapters. Still, I want to apologize for this one being so late. You know how it is with school and work and friends-n-stuff, well got to go! See you guys next chapter! JA NE ALWAYS! Usarea
!!!!ASSURANCE ALERT!!!! THIS IS NOT A YAMCHA ROMANCE SCENE!!! =.= (Well, at least not from the girl. Yamcha, on the other hand. he's on his own!)
********Chapter Four************
Landing was perpetual madness. Cassie felt her heart catch in her throat as they hit the ground from about a three mile free fall out of the air. Her eyes were wide and twitching and she clung on to Yamcha with all of the strength she could muster. Yamcha leaned forward so that her feet touched the ground. She used the remainder of her strength to unclench her sore, aching, embrace from around Yamcha's neck. The moment she did this, however, she fell to her knees. It took her several minutes to realize that she was taking in short, rapid and hollow breaths; that beads of sweat rolled down her face; and that she was trembling slightly all over.
"Oh common, my fling's not all that bad!" he said trying to joke, but his uneasiness was quite apparent.
'If you don't shut-up, I'm gonna hurl all over you!' she thought, waiting for the light-headedness to leave.
"At least I don't think so." Yamcha muttered to himself as he looked down at Goku.
Suddenly the door to the Son's house swung open with a loud bang. Goku Son's wife, Chi-Chi came running out.
"Yamcha! What happened to my Goku?!! TELL ME!!" she was yelling as she ran to them.
Yamcha leaned down a bit and touched Cassie's shoulder.
"Listen, I'll be back in a minute. Can you hold on till then?" he asked.
The swallowed several time, contemplating on wither she should attempt speech or not. Eventually she just nodded her head several times without looking up. Chi-Chi continued bombarding Yamcha with questions. Questions about Goku; about why he didn't help and questions about who the girl outside was. Several seconds latter it sounded as if the house was being torn apart from the inside, out. They were frantically searching for the antidote for Goku. Goku's cries and groans fell silent to the girl, because she was lost in her own thoughts. The girl finally looked up and around her. There was the Son's house, just like in the show, but, real this time. The sun was warm and bright, the birds sang and a slight breeze caused the lush trees and grass to sway lazily. Wispy clouds passed over head as she watched them pass. She continued to have her head held to the sky, breathing in the sweet fragrance of nature and drying laundry. She was still watching the sky thirty minutes later when the commotion from the house had died down and Yamcha finally stepped back out. She hadn't noticed him until he was right in front of her once again, looking down at her, obstructing her view of the sky. She blinked several times.
"Here, let's get you into the house." He offered as he grasped her shoulders and easily brought her to her feet.
She felt steadier this time. She felt dazed; the warmth of the sun had made her want to go to sleep. They walked into the doorway and then came to a sudden stop when Chi-Chi stormed towards them. Heatedly she evaluated the girl, looking her over and evaluating. Both the girl and Yamcha stood in utter terror as this ominous presence stood too close for comfort.
"You look about my size." She muttered to herself.
"Yamcha, you take the girl to Gohan's bedroom, I'll be there in a minute." She said, her voice not revealing any kind of comfort then turned to march off.
Yamcha and the girl could only stand still, mouths gaping slightly in wonder. Chi-Chi seemed to sense that they weren't responding and turned sharply around.
"Are you DEAF Yamcha?! I said take her to Gohan's room, NOW!" she said sharply and with much malice.
Yamcha jumped and then grabbed onto Cassie's shoulders.
"Yeah Chi-Chi! Loud-n-clear!" he said, a forced smile on his face covering the obvious fear residing within.
He then led the girl to Gohan's room. He stopped in the door way, but she continued over to the bed and sat down. She then looked around Gohan's quaint little room and felt the joy and dedication that filled it. Yamcha stood in the door way nervously glancing around the room at nothing in particular. Chi-Chi stomped into the room with an arm load of cloths, bandages, antiseptics, antibacterial ointments, etc. A confused look came over his face before she suddenly thrust it into his arms from hers. A bewildered look washed over his features.
"Uh, what this for Chi-Chi, you want me to hold it for you or something?" he asked uncertainly.
"Can you be so dense Yamcha?! It's for you to help the girl!" she yelled in disbelief.
"ME??!! Why ME?!!" he said, panic-stricken.
"DUH! That should be pretty obvious! I've got a sick husband to attend to!" she said and without waiting for a reply she walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her.
All the while she was muttering about how incredibly thick-headed Goku's muscle-bound, slacker friends were.
Yamcha stood looking down at the clothing, his eyes wide and his face reddened. He then looked up to the girl who sat on the bed of his best friend's son. The girl looked generally disturbed at the chain of events.
'This isn't happening. This isn't happening.' She kept thinking to herself.
Yamcha then swallowed loudly and walked stiff-legged, knees out over to her. His eyes still wide, but the frightened frown had been replaced with an extremely large, fake smile. His face all the while red.
'This has got to be a nightmare! A ridiculous, ludicrous nightmare brought on by staying up to late! That's it!' the girl thought, not believing that this egotistical moron was actually approaching her in any kind of terms that would help.
"Well, where should we begin?" he asked through his clinched teeth, his voice rising and lowering pitch quickly.
'Reminds me of when he was afraid of girls.' She thought as she sat there with her fists clinched in lap, her face reddening, and a deep frown on her face.
'Don't let him touch me.' She thought; something similar to the air sickness was setting in.
"Um," he said relaxing only a smudge when he realized she was just as bad off as he was.
"You know the sooner we get this over with, the better off you'll feel." He said, his voice still not calm enough to be considered casual.
The girl then stood. Yamcha watched in wonder as the girl crawled into the covers of Gohan's bed, sat up with the covers waist high and then brought up her shirt just enough that Yamcha would be able to clean it and dress it without seeing anything. Her face was blazing at this point and she looked on the verge of tears. Yamcha's body went lax some in astonishment to the resent developments. He then walked closer to her and sat on the bed next to her. She stared out the window as he worked.
Chi-Chi was in the next room with Goku when she heard the girl and Yamcha.
"OOOWWW! That REALLY HURTS!!" she cried.
"Hold still!"
"OOOWWWW!"
"Will you stop squirming?!"
"I will when you stop hurting me!"
"I didn't mean to!"
"OOOOOOOWWWWW!"
"SOOOORRRRRYYYYY!"
"Stop torturing that poor girl Yamcha! I swear, if I have to come in there, so help me!" Chi-Chi finally screamed at the closed door.
Yamcha then came out of the door panting as he shut the door behind him.
"It was wise of you to let her dress herself, otherwise she would've known you were a pervert Yamcha." Chi-Chi said in an evil tone that she tried to make sound nonchalant.
His eyebrows flattened; a frown appeared.
"Is that so?" he replied.
She didn't answer. She seemed to keep herself occupied with mopping Goku's sweaty forehead with a damp cloth.
Cassie dressed herself in Chi-Chi's old sparing outfit from when she was in the World Martial Art's Tournament with Goku, just before she suckered him into marring him. A yellow gi with a top that had spits up the sides of the waist. She then slipped on the dainty shoes and then walked to the full length mirror on the other side of the room. She stood gazing at herself for the first time in her anime form. Instead of being lanky, like she was considered in the "real" world, she was totally anime. Long, slender form, slightly smaller then Chi-Chi, built more like Android 18. Shinny, light- brown hair that looked almost identical to 18's hair style and her electric blue eyes seemed to almost resonate with the amount of energy found there, they were so brilliantly blue! Her complexion almost seemed flawless and her skin was evenly toned as well. She twirled in front of the mirror, looking so much like a DBZ character that she just wanted to cry out with joy.
'No wonder Yamcha was acting like such a dork!!!' she thought happily.
She suddenly felt like she had a new wave of confidence. She then walked to the door and opened it. Both Chi-Chi and Yamcha seemed to look at the girl with some measure of amazement.
"You sure do look nice." Chi-Chi said, only partially sounding pleasant before returning to the aiding of her sickened husband.
Yamcha smiled sheepishly.
"Yeah, you sure do." He said, his eyes reverting to back to Goku.
The girl took a deep breath before walking a little closer to where Goku lay.
"Don't worry Chi-Chi, I know Goku will be okay." She said, keeping her eyes on the handsome (and totally not-single) Saiyan, Goku.
'He's my favorite character out of the whole series, and I don't even get to talk to him! This sucks!' she thought wearily as she studied him.
'Man, I hated seeing him this way on T.V., I hate it even more in real life!'
(One of the main reasons she couldn't watch The History of Trunks more the once. she hates movies that make her cry.)
"I've been wondering something," Chi-Chi started on one of her interrogations, but Yamcha quickly intervened.
"What she's gonna ask is, How do you know Goku? And Chi-Chi? And Vegeta? Are you one of the Androids or something?" Yamcha asked with slight suspicion in his voice.
'Oh shot! I'm toast!' she thought as the question had caught her off guard and totally unprepared.
She smiled the best she could and couldn't help but to laugh nervously as she searched for a good lie.
'Think Cassie! THINK!' she yelled to herself.
"Well, that's a good question, you see, I'm" she said pausing before saying the first thing that popped in her mind.
"My mom was a friend of Goku's when he was a little kid!" she blurted.
Confused glances were passed between Yamcha and Chi-Chi. Looks of uncertainty. Looks of distrust.
"A friend of Goku's huh?! Well then, how do you know about me? Huh?!" Chi- Chi then demanded.
True terror filled the girls being.
"My mom says that Goku used to talk about you constantly as a kid. Talking about how he met your dad, the Ox King, on Fire Mountain and how he found you while you were on your journey to find the Bancho Fan to put out the eternal flame on Fire Mountain so you could get back to your castle." When she was finished she was out of breath and then waited for a response.
Her nerves were shot. Chi-Chi would surely kill her if there was even the slightest doubt. She then swallowed loudly. Chi-Chi then suddenly stood.
"I KNEW IT!" she cried triumphantly.
The girl's heart stopped and she was about to bolt out of the room.
"He's loved me since the beginning! Oh Goku!" she said twirling around like a love-struck teenager, her eyes wide and sparkles dancing around her form with translucent rose petals drifting lazily behind her.
Both Yamcha and the girl only blinked, a look of disbelief on both their faces and huge sweat-drops behind their heads. An anime fall came from Cassie and Yamcha alike. Chi-Chi then swept the girl up into her little fantasy world.
"Well! Why didn't you say you were a friend of Goku's?!" she said happily as she sat the girl down in a chair.
Cassie was still in a daze when Chi-Chi sat leaned down in front of her and pulled up a chair so she could sit across from her.
"Now, that explains me and Goku, and maybe how you know about Yamcha and the rest, but how about Vegeta?" she asked, her tone light, but still not void of suspicion.
"Well, he was all over the news when he first arrived on Earth to take it over. I heard his name was Vegeta when a camera man got close enough to hear the conversation between him and the big, bald guy that was with him. I knew that Nappa guy was killed, but I thought Vegeta died too." She said, the lies coming a little easier.
Chi-Chi sat back some.
"Oh, well, yes, it was quite unfortunate that Goku let him go. I don't have any clue what possessed him to do such a foolish and careless thing like that." Chi-Chi said, her voice filled with concern now that her attention was diverted back to her husband.
"I just know Goku's going to pull through." The girl said with absolute confidence.
This didn't bring suspicion into Chi-Chi's features, as she feared might happen, but a small smile and an almost soft look to the girl came.
"Me too," she said and then looked back at Goku, giving one final wipe of the cloth.
"me too." She said quieter, as if to herself.
The girl felt a sadness in the room as she looked to Goku.
'Why am I sad? I KNOW Goku's going to be okay. So why be sad?' she thought to herself.
'Is it because she's sad?' she thought again.
'No, it's because I have no idea what kind of changes will happen just because I'm here! That's why!'
****************** Well?! How was that??! Gosh, I am sooo sorry I keep leaving you hanging like that, but I've got a duty to uphold the DBZ tradition!! But, you know, if you guys don't like it, I can change it, the only reason I write, it because I write for you, the readers.=^.^=, Well, keep those reviews comin'! And I'll keep working on more chapters. Still, I want to apologize for this one being so late. You know how it is with school and work and friends-n-stuff, well got to go! See you guys next chapter! JA NE ALWAYS! Usarea