Alright here's chapter 7!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the related characters. Woe is me.
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ChiChi opened her eyes and blinked as she was met with a ray of sunshine beaming down through the roof. She stretched and got up. 'It's so nice not having to wake up at the crack of dawn and cook breakfast,' she thought to herself. She looked over and saw that Bulma and Nezumi were still asleep. 'I'm still the early riser though,' she concluded with a grin.
She walked outside, voicing morning greetings to other women beginning the day's chores. The sky was of the purest blue as small clouds moved across on a mysterious journey across the great blue. ChiChi ran to a nearby apple tree inside the compound and looked up. She crouched down and leapt, landing on a thick branch. Inside the tree she picked the plumpest, juiciest apple and sat down, her legs dangling over as she ate the apple and watched the world revolve around her.
She saw Bulma emerge from the small hut, her clothes and hair mussed. ChiChi looked down at her own ripped dress. 'I think we have to change soon,' she thought wryly. Sighing, she jumped from the tree, making a perfect landing at the base.
She ran over to Bulma, who had just pulled a bucket up from the communal well. They had a small discussion as Bulma washed her face.
"I think we should go to our spots and re-energize," she said quietly.
"You say that as if we're batteries," Bulma grinned and wiped her face with a rag. ChiChi lightly punched her on the arm.
"Be serious," she said.
"Alright, alright," Bulma conceded. "I just want to eat some breakfast. And I DEFINITELY need some new clothes."
As if on cue, Aggie appeared in front of the two women holding some parcels. "Last night, I took the liberty of making you some new clothes, seeing as all you came with is that other world stuff. These outfits should fit your abilities to a "T"."
ChiChi and Bulma stared at her, open-mouthed. Then Bulma jumped and hugged her, almost tackling the old woman. "How did you know?!?!" she screeched.
Aggie chuckled. "Well you are my girls and have been since you were little. I think I know your needs and wants pretty well by now, my dears."
Chichi accepted the partial with gracious thanks, likewise giving Aggie and enthusiastic hug.
Bulma was ecstatic. "I can't wait to see them and try them on!" She looked down. "But first, I need a bath."
ChiChi wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, me too." She grinned at Bulma. "Last one to the river is a rotten egg!" The two girls took off at once, laughing and pushing each other as they raced to the river's edge. They both paused at the bank to struggle out of their clothes, and then ChiChi dove in head first, as Bulma soon followed. ChiChi laughed as she surfaced.
"Haha, you're the rotten egg!"
"Well you pulled my hair! It's not fair you cheated!" Bulma yelled as she splashed at her jovial friend. ChiChi abruptly stopped laughing and splashed back. Indignant, Bulma returned with a counterattack. Both started splashing at the same time, as the quarrel became an all out water war. Finally, both sides ceased fighting as they collapsed into giggles.
ChiChi swam over to an overhanging tree branch and grabbed a conspicuous vine. Giving it a good yank, one of the leaves above her unfurled and a white creamy liquid slowly dripped down and into her waiting hands.
Goku was nearby and watching as his wife bathed. She stood before him in all her naked glory, waist deep in the river. As the white cream finished gathering in her hands, she proceeded to put it into her hair and rub it into a creamy lather. All the while she hummed a familiar song to herself. The breeze blew and Goku caught a whiff of the shampoo-like substance she was using, and he nearly reeled back in shock. It was pure vanilla cream, a stronger version of his wife's scent. Now he understood why his wife always smelled faintly of vanilla, no matter how dirty she got. It was a part of her. Well, at least one mystery was solved. He continued to watch, interested, as Bulma swam over, a small cloth in her hand.
"I'll wash your back if you wash mine!" she said cheerfully.
ChiChi nodded. "Love to!" She smiled. Bulma began to slowly scrub ChiChi's exposed back. "Just like old times," ChiChi murmured.
"Yup," Bulma agreed. "It's good to be back." An impish grin appeared on her face. "And now I can do this!" Abruptly she stopped scrubbing and dunked ChiChi into the water. ChiChi came up red-faced and blustering. "Well that was uncalled for!" she yelled.
"But hey, at least you got your hair rinsed out. So that accomplished something."
ChiChi grumbled. "Just give me the rag and turn around already, will ya?" Bulma obligingly did so as ChiChi repeated the washing. "You're not going to dunk me now, right?"
"The thought never crossed my mind," ChiChi replied dryly. A worried look crossed Bulma's face.
"Uh, Chi? Girlfriend? Bestest friend in the world?" she stammered nervously. The other woman chuckled.
"Don't worry Bulma, I won't dunk you." Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. "Although I didn't say anything about throwing you either." There was only a moment for a look of sheer terror to cross Bulma's face before she was lifted up and tossed across the river, landing with a loud splash on her bottom.
"OWWWW!" she screeched. ChiChi's laughter rang out.
"Serves you right!" she crowed.
Goku was inwardly chuckling at his wife's action. He had never seen her so. . . girlish before. Not that he knew much about girls anyway. But still, this was a whole new side to his wife that he'd never seen. And he liked it.
Yamcha came up behind Goku. "Wow Goku," he remarked. "ChiChi's not that bad- looking without any clothes on. No wonder you let her hit you with a frying pan and still stick around. I would too if I got to see THOSE every. . ." Yamcha never got the chance to finish his sentence because Goku had turned around with a dark look of fury and wordlessly punched Yamcha, sending the older man flying back. A tree broke his fall.
At the loud crash created by Yamcha's collision, ChiChi and Bulma looked up. ChiChi swam over to Bulma. "What was that?" she asked quietly.
"I don't know," Bulma responded in the same quiet tone. "Let's go check it out."
ChiChi nodded. "Clothes first?" Bulma gave her a look.
"Duh."
The two quickly put on their old clothes and ran over to where they had heard the loud crash. There was a huge hole in the middle of the tree.
"Looks like something big ran into it." Bulma observed.
"Poor tree," said ChiChi as she ran her hand along the bark. "Think Ziven might've caused this?" Bulma shook her head.
"No, I think we would've sensed his power if he was this close to the compound. I honestly don't know what it was. We'll just have to keep our eyes open and be ready for anything else. We should get going."
ChiChi nodded in agreement. "Let's change first and then be on our way. I'll tell the Queen where we're going."
"Alright," Bulma said as they started walking back to the compound.
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Inside the forest, about 100 yards from the maimed tree, lay Yamcha flat on the ground. He woke up and held his head, groaning loudly. When he looked up, he saw Goku's face above him; his eyes glittering dangerously.
"Oh man," Yamcha muttered as he struggled to his feet. "What'd you do that for? They almost found us out!" Goku grabbed him by the shirt and hauled him forward until their faces were mere inches apart.
"Never. Ever. Talk about my wife like that AGAIN. Understand?" Goku harshly breathed. All Yamcha could do was nod. "Good," Goku finished tersely, and then he shoved Yamcha backwards. "Now get out of my face." He walked off.
Yamcha stared after him in disbelief. Vegeta appeared beside him, chuckling evilly. "Kakarot is becoming more and more Saiyin the more time we spend here. I think the fresh air is good for him, don't you think?"
"Oh I don't think it's the fresh air, Vegeta," Yamcha muttered. "Hey Vegeta! Why didn't you get upset like Goku? I mean, Bulma was just as naked as ChiChi and she's not bad to look at either. . . AAAHHH!!!" Suddenly Yamcha found himself flying towards a tree once again.
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ChiChi and Bulma stepped out of their hut in their new clothes, provided by Aggie. Nezumi looked on admiringly.
"Wow girls, Aggie did an awesome job! You look great!" she whistled.
ChiChi blushed. She was wearing a dress fashioned in the colors of fire, and left little to the imagination. Her breasts were supported by two red triangular pieces of fabric, each held by a thin leather strap over her shoulders. Under that, wrapped several times around her stomach and waist, were strips of a deeper red. Her skirt was the same lighter red of her "bra" top. It was cut up into jagged pieces and strips all ending in points, the longest section ending at the top of her knee; thusly guaranteeing much freedom of movement for the wearer, and much showing of flesh. On her feet she wore knee high boots that matched the color of her waist wrappings. Her raven hair was left down, save for some sections that were pinned up by hair sticks.
Bulma was likewise decked out like she was made for the water. She was wearing a tight light blue cropped spaghetti strapped tank top, outfitted with silver scales for a protective armor. Her skirt went lower than her fiery counterpart's, but not by much. It barely covered her knees. On each side was a slit that went up to the top of her thigh, also giving her freedom of movement. Like the top, the skirt was covered in protective scales. On her feet she wore sandals with wraps around the straps that went up to mid-calf. Overall, Bulma's elemental ensemble gave a bluish silver look, giving her perfect camouflage in the water.
The two women looked at each other and grinned. "Aggie really outdid herself this time, didn't she?" ChiChi nodded happily in response.
"This is awesome." Bulma sighed.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
"Hey don't worry about telling the Queen, Chi" Nezumi piped in. "I already did it for you." ChiChi hugged her friend in thanks.
"You're the best, Nez," she said. "We'll be back soon. If anything happens, you know how to contact us." Nezumi nodded.
"Just be careful."
"We will," Bulma promised. "Chi? Let's go." They walked to the front gate. As it was let down, they turned and waved. Then off they went.
Vegeta turned to Goku. "Kakarot, I think it best if we follow our mates." Goku nodded seriously.
"Good idea Vegeta."
"I'll come too Daddy!" Gohan ran over. Goku knelt down. "No Gohan, this is something Vegeta and I must do alone. You and the others stay here. Try to find out anything useful about this upcoming thing they're about to do." He stood up and turned to the rest of the guys. "Stay out of trouble. And remember, DON'T GET CAUGHT. Let's go Vegeta."
The two Saiyins blasted off into the air. Master Roshi and Yamcha rubbed their hands together evilly. Tien and Chao-zu exchanged worried glances.
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At the beginning of the forest, ChiChi and Bulma went their separate ways. ChiChi trudged deeper and deeper through vines and bushes, occasionally creating a small fireball to incinerate a more troublesome plant. Goku silently flew behind her, deep in thought.
After about an hour of walking, ChiChi stopped at the base of a mountain. Upon closer inspection, Goku recognized that it was a volcano. ChiChi took a deep breath and began to climb. She nimbly reached for rocks and pulled herself up, making a quick ascent, as if she'd done this many times before.
Upon reaching the summit, she looked down into the mouth of the volcano. Sultry fumes slowly wisped around her from the gaping hole at her feet, enticing her. Goku stood behind her, silently watching his wife's every move. Without warning, she stepped forward and dropped into the waiting volcano.
"CHICHI!" Goku's voice ripped through the air. But a blast of steam erupted and carried it off into the air. Goku debated whether or not to jump in after her. After much thought, and even more pacing (he wore a tread into the ground), he remembered all he had seen his wife do in this new world, and remembered her promise to Nezumi that she would return. Only this kept him from jumping after her.
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Vegeta cursed silently to himself. Here he was, following the woman as she swam her way through a hurricane! A gust of wind blew and almost knocked him into the water, but it didn't seem to faze Bulma. Then a huge wave appeared, it was just a wall of water. Vegeta blanched. Bulma swam right for it. What was she, crazy? Vegeta hoped his son hadn't inherited this insanity from his mother. Up Bulma went into the wall of water as Vegeta powered up to meet it head on, slicing through the powerful wave. Past the wave, he braced himself for another gust of wind or another tsunami, but none came. Opening his eyes, he noticed the water below him was calm. The sky shone blue above him. He saw Bulma lying back in the water, seemingly asleep.
'It's the eye of the hurricane,' he realized. Not knowing what else to do, he folded his legs underneath him and sat in the air, arms crossed. For the time being, he was just content to watch.
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Goku was in a similar position as Vegeta. He sat in the air, hovering over the mouth of the volcano. From time to time, he'd peer anxiously down into it, but all he could see was steam and the occasional glimpse of lava. It was driving him crazy.
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Inside the volcano, ChiChi lay still deep within the lava. It flowed around her, and the warmth comforted her. As she slept, she felt the strength of the hot liquid fire seep into her body and rejuvenate her. This was place of her birth, not only as a human but also as an immortal guardian. Her mother Cassiel, the earth element, birthed her fiery child in the place where their two elements met: the place where fire met earth. And so ChiChi would return every so often and regain her strength, strength she gathered from nature itself and strength from the memories of her mother. The volcano would wait patiently for its childe to return, always building up, but never exploding. It knew the guardian would need its power for a higher purpose.
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Bulma experienced calm all around. She felt completely at peace here as she let the water flow underneath her and carry her. It soothed her and gave her energy, sending serene vibes coursing through her body. Likewise, her mother had also chosen this spot to birth the water incarnation: the eye of the hurricane, a force where wind and water worked together. And to this particular hurricane Bulma would always return. Because this hurricane was special, it never died out or dissipated into nothing. No, this hurricane had been around for years, always gathering massive amounts of energy, but never hitting land, because Bulma always came back and gathered the energy, ensuring peace for all.
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Hours later, Goku awoke from meditating when he felt his wife's presence emerge from the volcano. Seeing her, he almost gasped and gave himself away. He didn't know how, but his wife looked even more beautiful than she had before, if that was truly possible. She was absolutely radiant and her skin glowed. Beads of lava dripped down her body as she stopped at the brink of the mouth and looked back, a sad smile gracing her features.
She began the descent down the volcano. Laughing, she skidded down all the way to the bottom, joy written across her face. But at the bottom, her body stiffened and she became very alert. Goku was confused. He didn't sense anything. But a moment later he saw several beasts beating their wings in the air, their focus on ChiChi. They landed, one by one and formed a circle around her, surrounding her. ChiChi had a wary expression on her face as she leaned back into a fighting stance.
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Bulma had just reached the shore. She too had emerged from the eye of the hurricane looking young, fresh, and radiantly beautiful. Vegeta couldn't take his eyes off of her. Which is why he didn't see the shadows above from the sky, only when they had landed did he notice Bulma was surrounded, completely surrounded. She had just finished flipping her hair back when she noticed them. She became very tense as she turned around, counting them, working out a strategy. Vegeta crossed his arms and waited.
This was going to get very interesting.
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Yay! I finished chapter 7! I'm so sorry it took so long. I've been so busy lately and I wanted to include so much in this chapter that it just took me longer than I thought! Please accept my apologies and I will try to get chapter 8 out a little sooner! ~ Spitfire Maguire
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the related characters. Woe is me.
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ChiChi opened her eyes and blinked as she was met with a ray of sunshine beaming down through the roof. She stretched and got up. 'It's so nice not having to wake up at the crack of dawn and cook breakfast,' she thought to herself. She looked over and saw that Bulma and Nezumi were still asleep. 'I'm still the early riser though,' she concluded with a grin.
She walked outside, voicing morning greetings to other women beginning the day's chores. The sky was of the purest blue as small clouds moved across on a mysterious journey across the great blue. ChiChi ran to a nearby apple tree inside the compound and looked up. She crouched down and leapt, landing on a thick branch. Inside the tree she picked the plumpest, juiciest apple and sat down, her legs dangling over as she ate the apple and watched the world revolve around her.
She saw Bulma emerge from the small hut, her clothes and hair mussed. ChiChi looked down at her own ripped dress. 'I think we have to change soon,' she thought wryly. Sighing, she jumped from the tree, making a perfect landing at the base.
She ran over to Bulma, who had just pulled a bucket up from the communal well. They had a small discussion as Bulma washed her face.
"I think we should go to our spots and re-energize," she said quietly.
"You say that as if we're batteries," Bulma grinned and wiped her face with a rag. ChiChi lightly punched her on the arm.
"Be serious," she said.
"Alright, alright," Bulma conceded. "I just want to eat some breakfast. And I DEFINITELY need some new clothes."
As if on cue, Aggie appeared in front of the two women holding some parcels. "Last night, I took the liberty of making you some new clothes, seeing as all you came with is that other world stuff. These outfits should fit your abilities to a "T"."
ChiChi and Bulma stared at her, open-mouthed. Then Bulma jumped and hugged her, almost tackling the old woman. "How did you know?!?!" she screeched.
Aggie chuckled. "Well you are my girls and have been since you were little. I think I know your needs and wants pretty well by now, my dears."
Chichi accepted the partial with gracious thanks, likewise giving Aggie and enthusiastic hug.
Bulma was ecstatic. "I can't wait to see them and try them on!" She looked down. "But first, I need a bath."
ChiChi wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, me too." She grinned at Bulma. "Last one to the river is a rotten egg!" The two girls took off at once, laughing and pushing each other as they raced to the river's edge. They both paused at the bank to struggle out of their clothes, and then ChiChi dove in head first, as Bulma soon followed. ChiChi laughed as she surfaced.
"Haha, you're the rotten egg!"
"Well you pulled my hair! It's not fair you cheated!" Bulma yelled as she splashed at her jovial friend. ChiChi abruptly stopped laughing and splashed back. Indignant, Bulma returned with a counterattack. Both started splashing at the same time, as the quarrel became an all out water war. Finally, both sides ceased fighting as they collapsed into giggles.
ChiChi swam over to an overhanging tree branch and grabbed a conspicuous vine. Giving it a good yank, one of the leaves above her unfurled and a white creamy liquid slowly dripped down and into her waiting hands.
Goku was nearby and watching as his wife bathed. She stood before him in all her naked glory, waist deep in the river. As the white cream finished gathering in her hands, she proceeded to put it into her hair and rub it into a creamy lather. All the while she hummed a familiar song to herself. The breeze blew and Goku caught a whiff of the shampoo-like substance she was using, and he nearly reeled back in shock. It was pure vanilla cream, a stronger version of his wife's scent. Now he understood why his wife always smelled faintly of vanilla, no matter how dirty she got. It was a part of her. Well, at least one mystery was solved. He continued to watch, interested, as Bulma swam over, a small cloth in her hand.
"I'll wash your back if you wash mine!" she said cheerfully.
ChiChi nodded. "Love to!" She smiled. Bulma began to slowly scrub ChiChi's exposed back. "Just like old times," ChiChi murmured.
"Yup," Bulma agreed. "It's good to be back." An impish grin appeared on her face. "And now I can do this!" Abruptly she stopped scrubbing and dunked ChiChi into the water. ChiChi came up red-faced and blustering. "Well that was uncalled for!" she yelled.
"But hey, at least you got your hair rinsed out. So that accomplished something."
ChiChi grumbled. "Just give me the rag and turn around already, will ya?" Bulma obligingly did so as ChiChi repeated the washing. "You're not going to dunk me now, right?"
"The thought never crossed my mind," ChiChi replied dryly. A worried look crossed Bulma's face.
"Uh, Chi? Girlfriend? Bestest friend in the world?" she stammered nervously. The other woman chuckled.
"Don't worry Bulma, I won't dunk you." Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. "Although I didn't say anything about throwing you either." There was only a moment for a look of sheer terror to cross Bulma's face before she was lifted up and tossed across the river, landing with a loud splash on her bottom.
"OWWWW!" she screeched. ChiChi's laughter rang out.
"Serves you right!" she crowed.
Goku was inwardly chuckling at his wife's action. He had never seen her so. . . girlish before. Not that he knew much about girls anyway. But still, this was a whole new side to his wife that he'd never seen. And he liked it.
Yamcha came up behind Goku. "Wow Goku," he remarked. "ChiChi's not that bad- looking without any clothes on. No wonder you let her hit you with a frying pan and still stick around. I would too if I got to see THOSE every. . ." Yamcha never got the chance to finish his sentence because Goku had turned around with a dark look of fury and wordlessly punched Yamcha, sending the older man flying back. A tree broke his fall.
At the loud crash created by Yamcha's collision, ChiChi and Bulma looked up. ChiChi swam over to Bulma. "What was that?" she asked quietly.
"I don't know," Bulma responded in the same quiet tone. "Let's go check it out."
ChiChi nodded. "Clothes first?" Bulma gave her a look.
"Duh."
The two quickly put on their old clothes and ran over to where they had heard the loud crash. There was a huge hole in the middle of the tree.
"Looks like something big ran into it." Bulma observed.
"Poor tree," said ChiChi as she ran her hand along the bark. "Think Ziven might've caused this?" Bulma shook her head.
"No, I think we would've sensed his power if he was this close to the compound. I honestly don't know what it was. We'll just have to keep our eyes open and be ready for anything else. We should get going."
ChiChi nodded in agreement. "Let's change first and then be on our way. I'll tell the Queen where we're going."
"Alright," Bulma said as they started walking back to the compound.
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Inside the forest, about 100 yards from the maimed tree, lay Yamcha flat on the ground. He woke up and held his head, groaning loudly. When he looked up, he saw Goku's face above him; his eyes glittering dangerously.
"Oh man," Yamcha muttered as he struggled to his feet. "What'd you do that for? They almost found us out!" Goku grabbed him by the shirt and hauled him forward until their faces were mere inches apart.
"Never. Ever. Talk about my wife like that AGAIN. Understand?" Goku harshly breathed. All Yamcha could do was nod. "Good," Goku finished tersely, and then he shoved Yamcha backwards. "Now get out of my face." He walked off.
Yamcha stared after him in disbelief. Vegeta appeared beside him, chuckling evilly. "Kakarot is becoming more and more Saiyin the more time we spend here. I think the fresh air is good for him, don't you think?"
"Oh I don't think it's the fresh air, Vegeta," Yamcha muttered. "Hey Vegeta! Why didn't you get upset like Goku? I mean, Bulma was just as naked as ChiChi and she's not bad to look at either. . . AAAHHH!!!" Suddenly Yamcha found himself flying towards a tree once again.
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ChiChi and Bulma stepped out of their hut in their new clothes, provided by Aggie. Nezumi looked on admiringly.
"Wow girls, Aggie did an awesome job! You look great!" she whistled.
ChiChi blushed. She was wearing a dress fashioned in the colors of fire, and left little to the imagination. Her breasts were supported by two red triangular pieces of fabric, each held by a thin leather strap over her shoulders. Under that, wrapped several times around her stomach and waist, were strips of a deeper red. Her skirt was the same lighter red of her "bra" top. It was cut up into jagged pieces and strips all ending in points, the longest section ending at the top of her knee; thusly guaranteeing much freedom of movement for the wearer, and much showing of flesh. On her feet she wore knee high boots that matched the color of her waist wrappings. Her raven hair was left down, save for some sections that were pinned up by hair sticks.
Bulma was likewise decked out like she was made for the water. She was wearing a tight light blue cropped spaghetti strapped tank top, outfitted with silver scales for a protective armor. Her skirt went lower than her fiery counterpart's, but not by much. It barely covered her knees. On each side was a slit that went up to the top of her thigh, also giving her freedom of movement. Like the top, the skirt was covered in protective scales. On her feet she wore sandals with wraps around the straps that went up to mid-calf. Overall, Bulma's elemental ensemble gave a bluish silver look, giving her perfect camouflage in the water.
The two women looked at each other and grinned. "Aggie really outdid herself this time, didn't she?" ChiChi nodded happily in response.
"This is awesome." Bulma sighed.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
"Hey don't worry about telling the Queen, Chi" Nezumi piped in. "I already did it for you." ChiChi hugged her friend in thanks.
"You're the best, Nez," she said. "We'll be back soon. If anything happens, you know how to contact us." Nezumi nodded.
"Just be careful."
"We will," Bulma promised. "Chi? Let's go." They walked to the front gate. As it was let down, they turned and waved. Then off they went.
Vegeta turned to Goku. "Kakarot, I think it best if we follow our mates." Goku nodded seriously.
"Good idea Vegeta."
"I'll come too Daddy!" Gohan ran over. Goku knelt down. "No Gohan, this is something Vegeta and I must do alone. You and the others stay here. Try to find out anything useful about this upcoming thing they're about to do." He stood up and turned to the rest of the guys. "Stay out of trouble. And remember, DON'T GET CAUGHT. Let's go Vegeta."
The two Saiyins blasted off into the air. Master Roshi and Yamcha rubbed their hands together evilly. Tien and Chao-zu exchanged worried glances.
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At the beginning of the forest, ChiChi and Bulma went their separate ways. ChiChi trudged deeper and deeper through vines and bushes, occasionally creating a small fireball to incinerate a more troublesome plant. Goku silently flew behind her, deep in thought.
After about an hour of walking, ChiChi stopped at the base of a mountain. Upon closer inspection, Goku recognized that it was a volcano. ChiChi took a deep breath and began to climb. She nimbly reached for rocks and pulled herself up, making a quick ascent, as if she'd done this many times before.
Upon reaching the summit, she looked down into the mouth of the volcano. Sultry fumes slowly wisped around her from the gaping hole at her feet, enticing her. Goku stood behind her, silently watching his wife's every move. Without warning, she stepped forward and dropped into the waiting volcano.
"CHICHI!" Goku's voice ripped through the air. But a blast of steam erupted and carried it off into the air. Goku debated whether or not to jump in after her. After much thought, and even more pacing (he wore a tread into the ground), he remembered all he had seen his wife do in this new world, and remembered her promise to Nezumi that she would return. Only this kept him from jumping after her.
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Vegeta cursed silently to himself. Here he was, following the woman as she swam her way through a hurricane! A gust of wind blew and almost knocked him into the water, but it didn't seem to faze Bulma. Then a huge wave appeared, it was just a wall of water. Vegeta blanched. Bulma swam right for it. What was she, crazy? Vegeta hoped his son hadn't inherited this insanity from his mother. Up Bulma went into the wall of water as Vegeta powered up to meet it head on, slicing through the powerful wave. Past the wave, he braced himself for another gust of wind or another tsunami, but none came. Opening his eyes, he noticed the water below him was calm. The sky shone blue above him. He saw Bulma lying back in the water, seemingly asleep.
'It's the eye of the hurricane,' he realized. Not knowing what else to do, he folded his legs underneath him and sat in the air, arms crossed. For the time being, he was just content to watch.
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Goku was in a similar position as Vegeta. He sat in the air, hovering over the mouth of the volcano. From time to time, he'd peer anxiously down into it, but all he could see was steam and the occasional glimpse of lava. It was driving him crazy.
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Inside the volcano, ChiChi lay still deep within the lava. It flowed around her, and the warmth comforted her. As she slept, she felt the strength of the hot liquid fire seep into her body and rejuvenate her. This was place of her birth, not only as a human but also as an immortal guardian. Her mother Cassiel, the earth element, birthed her fiery child in the place where their two elements met: the place where fire met earth. And so ChiChi would return every so often and regain her strength, strength she gathered from nature itself and strength from the memories of her mother. The volcano would wait patiently for its childe to return, always building up, but never exploding. It knew the guardian would need its power for a higher purpose.
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Bulma experienced calm all around. She felt completely at peace here as she let the water flow underneath her and carry her. It soothed her and gave her energy, sending serene vibes coursing through her body. Likewise, her mother had also chosen this spot to birth the water incarnation: the eye of the hurricane, a force where wind and water worked together. And to this particular hurricane Bulma would always return. Because this hurricane was special, it never died out or dissipated into nothing. No, this hurricane had been around for years, always gathering massive amounts of energy, but never hitting land, because Bulma always came back and gathered the energy, ensuring peace for all.
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Hours later, Goku awoke from meditating when he felt his wife's presence emerge from the volcano. Seeing her, he almost gasped and gave himself away. He didn't know how, but his wife looked even more beautiful than she had before, if that was truly possible. She was absolutely radiant and her skin glowed. Beads of lava dripped down her body as she stopped at the brink of the mouth and looked back, a sad smile gracing her features.
She began the descent down the volcano. Laughing, she skidded down all the way to the bottom, joy written across her face. But at the bottom, her body stiffened and she became very alert. Goku was confused. He didn't sense anything. But a moment later he saw several beasts beating their wings in the air, their focus on ChiChi. They landed, one by one and formed a circle around her, surrounding her. ChiChi had a wary expression on her face as she leaned back into a fighting stance.
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Bulma had just reached the shore. She too had emerged from the eye of the hurricane looking young, fresh, and radiantly beautiful. Vegeta couldn't take his eyes off of her. Which is why he didn't see the shadows above from the sky, only when they had landed did he notice Bulma was surrounded, completely surrounded. She had just finished flipping her hair back when she noticed them. She became very tense as she turned around, counting them, working out a strategy. Vegeta crossed his arms and waited.
This was going to get very interesting.
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Yay! I finished chapter 7! I'm so sorry it took so long. I've been so busy lately and I wanted to include so much in this chapter that it just took me longer than I thought! Please accept my apologies and I will try to get chapter 8 out a little sooner! ~ Spitfire Maguire