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A/N: Thanks for those who reviewed and since I'm completely drained of saying something else because of my stupid English homework and now I present to you…

Broken Christmas lights that give off little to no light surround the letters:

Chapter 8: I'll be waiting for you

"Hell…Hell…Hell...Heaven…Hell…Heaven…Heaven..," grumbled a very bored red Giant. He'd been doing this job for millenniums and a person tends to tire from their job

after a while. The constant routine of using a rubber stamp that either says Heaven or Hell and stamping it on the papers of a person's entire life had began to bore him.

"Why doesn't anything interesting ever happen here?" the giant, that goes by the name King Yemma, mumbled to himself. From the corner of his eye he saw a wrinkled green alien who looked oddly familiar like Piccolo.

"Oh, hello Kami what are you doing here? You didn't die did you?" The ogre asked somewhat surprised at his presence. Time to time Kami came to chat with Yemma but only when the day was pretty slow and not many deaths occur. However it's hard to pinpoint those days since somebody always dies everyday, so it's rare for Yemma to have many visits from him.

"Yemma I know this is coming out from the blue but please, I need to ask you a favor." His voice sounded urgent and serious, almost as if the earth was been attacked at that very moment. King Yemma placed his stamp marked with the words "Heaven" to the side and looked at the smaller being below his humongous desk.

"Kami what kind of favor is so serious that you have to sweat bullets over it?" He asked noticing the namekian's green face turn purple from embarrassment.

"I-the planet earth is in danger. You know as well as I that if Piccolo dies so do I."

"Yes, and you're not dead so the problem is?" Yemma asked getting a bit impatient since his paper work was starting to pile over his desk.

"Well, Piccolo did died but he created an exact replica of himself I'm guessing in order for his evil plans to carry out. The one who defeated him was Son Goku. I was planning to train him after Piccolo's defeat but since he too got killed I was sort of hoping that…" Kami stopped and gulped, he was sweating so much that it was miracle that he didn't just dehydrate from all the water his body was using.

"You were sort of hoping what Kami?" The Ogre asked suddenly very interested all of a sudden.

"ThatyougivemepermissiontotrainGokuwithKingKai," The earth god quickly mumbled so that the giant above him did not hear.

"Nani? Look Kami I'm very busy," Snapped the king of the otherworld, "If you won't tell me what it is you want this very moment you might as well haul ass out of here before I decide to send you to hell when you die!" Kami shuddered and spoke again but with a little more courage.

"Sorry King Yemma. Anyways as I was saying, will you give me permission to bring Son Goku's body and let him train with King Kai?" The question was finally asked and Kami stood there holding his breath and waiting for an answer. King Yemma stared at him intently, rubbing his black beard, a habit that he has when he needs to think over a difficult decision. His eyes wandered to his paper work and decided that a quick reasonable answer would do just fine.

"Let me see the boy first. Once I see him I'll read over his file and see if he is worthy enough to train with the Lord of the Worlds. After all he did train the great King Yemma you know." He added the last part with a note of pride in his voice. Kami bowed and replied,

"Thank you King Yemma, I'll be returning with the young man in a few seconds." After he spoke he disappeared. 'Maybe something interesting is finally going to happen here.'

The red giant thought cheerfully as he continued his daily work.

"Heaven…Heaven…Hell…," the sound of his heavy stamp can be heard throughout the room.

Krillin readied the capsule coffins to place his friends inside. He turned back to Yamcha and the others. After the fight ended the two returned to bear the bad news to the rest of the gang. Of course they were devastated, especially Usukushii(A/N: you thought I forgot about Chi-Chi's bf didn't you?)His glassy emerald green eyes shimmered in the night, though nobody could see because his of his honey brown bangs covering them. However everybody could tell by the way he squared his shoulders and trembled now and then. The vertically challenged monk returned his gaze to his best friend since childhood. But as he looked closer, he saw his body become clear, like a ghost. It flickered a bit and then it faded away. Everybody's eyes practically popped out of their sockets when his body vanished.
Goku's eyes widened when he saw his surroundings. There were little fluffy white clouds floating about in a very long line. He however was in his physical body which he really didn't understand. But right now he could care less how his body took shape he wanted his little Chi-Chan back and would search high and low until he found her.

"Son Goku?" a voice said snapping him out of his trance. His head snapped to where the voice was coming from. Goku's body shivered once he saw who it was. He narrowed his eyes and stood into a battle ready position.

"You! I thought I killed you damn bastard!" Kami backed up a bit but then realized why he got that reaction from the young boy.

"Hey there calm down. I assure you that I'm not Piccolo." Goku raised an eyebrow.

"But you look like a lot like him, except you look much more wrinkled." A huge red anime vein popped in the back of Kami's head. 'How dare he call me old! I'm only a few centuries older then he is!' (A/N: I really don't know how old Kami is but if you guys know please tell me and I'll fix it. :)

"Yes well he was a part of me." He answered calming a bit down.

"Huh? I don't get it. How can he be a part of you since he's a whole being and so are you. It's not like if he's just an arm or something…," the spiky haired boy said trying to explain the best he can with exaggerated hand gestures. A huge sweat drop replaced the vein in the back of Kami's head. 'Either he's an idiot, very naïve or both.'

"Yes well I'll get to that later. Right now I need you to come with me." The elderly namek replied extending his arm so Goku can grab it. Goku on the other hand furrowed his eyebrows and grunted turning his back on him.

"No thank you, I'm trying to look for someone. Now if you don't mind I'll be taking off now."(A/N: Whoa! Goku needs an attitude adjustment. But he's just worried about his lil' Chi-Chan:) he said preparing to fly off through the line. 'Why is this kid so stubborn on finding this person?' Kami thought angrily.

"But Goku, don't you care that the world could, no will be destroyed if you don't come with me?" Goku, just a few inches in the air, returned to the ground; his feet touching the stone road. The earth god sighed in relief when he saw Goku tense up a bit.

"Why should I care?" His voice was cold and monotone, "My world died already." His lifeless voice emphasized in my world. Kami shuddered at the tone of his voice.

"M-maybe I can help you find this person you're looking for. Do you know when she died?" He stumbled at his words, he did not want to angry him further. True he was stronger than he but this subject is something he did not want to push the young boy on. Goku's head whipped up and looked at him square in the eye, his happy-go-lucky grin plastered on his face.

"Really! You can? Uuhh… I mean…could you please?" He said flicking his tail behind him happily.(A/N: Yup he got his tail back!) His rude manners have been chucked out somewhere and were replaced with a cheerful attitude. Kami chuckled at the enthusiastic boy and grabbed his shoulder.

"Hang on tight." The green fleshed alien warned and disappeared. He reappeared in front of King Yemma's gigantic desk and then turned to Goku.

"W-Wow! How did you do that!" Goku yelled excitedly in seeing a new technique.

"It wasn't super speed but almost like-,"

"Teleportation." Kami finished for him with a small laugh.

"Now what does this person look like and when did he or she die?" Kami noticed Goku's face drop at the word die. His fist tightened a little and then shook.

"I-She…died not long before me. She has black hair and black eyes. She's around my age. Th-That bastard Piccolo killed her." His voice spat poisonously at the last sentence. Kami looked down at Goku in sympathy for he knew he could not help him with his dilemma. It was Yemma's choice in who goes where and who keeps their physical shape. 'There's only one way to find out.'

"Goku?" he asked snapping him out of his daze.

"Yes? So can you help me find her?" His voice sounded desperate, almost like a lost child looking for their mother. It even slightly broke through Kami's emotional walls.

"We'll see Goku. Let's just wait until she comes before Yemma's judgment." Goku's eyes blinked in confusion.

"Yemma? Is that like a type of food?" Kami looked at him in disbelief and fell anime style. 'How dense can this kid be?' he regained his composure and cleared his throat.

"Not precisely. You see the giant red ogre with the beard up there?" He asked pointing a very sharp nail skywards. Goku's curious black eyes followed the direction of his finger and craned his neck up. Once he saw who he meant he gave a small nod.

"Good, that there is King Yemma. He is the one who decides if a person will go to heaven or hell." Goku scratched the back of his head now even more confused.

"But why am I here and not in the line? And why do I have my body and the other people are like white nimbus's?" Kami did not roll his eyes at that, after all what Goku has is an honor.

"Since you Son Goku saved the planet earth countless of times you have the privilege of keeping your body and do some special training." The pre-teen's face lit up and whooped.

"Whoo-hoo! Yippee! I get to become stronger!" His arms flew wildly in the air, however his joy didn't last long since a question's been bugging him for a while.

"Umm…sir?"

"Kami," he corrected.

"Oh, um mister Kami sir? Will Chi-Chi have her body back too? I mean she did try to fight against Piccolo and-," Goku's sentence stopped when he looked in front of him. His breath caught in his throat when he saw her. She stood on the red carpet, looking up petrified at the bearded ogre. Kami bent down to Goku's level and whispered.

"Is that her?" The monkey tailed boy nodded slowly never tearing his gaze off of her.

"Let's see," Yemma started, "You have no darkness in your heart, very good. But you tend to have quite an attitude problem." Chi-Chi looked away in embarrassment. How was she suppose to react? Any attitude she throws at him she'll be going on the next plane to hell.

"You enjoy sparring and…hmmm interesting." Yemma's right eye twinkled and looked down at the young girl.

"Some very handsome boy by the name of-," Chi-Chi's face turned pale. 'Oh hell no! Don't tell me he's gonna say what I think he is!' her inner mind yelled. Goku looked away, he didn't want to hear that stupid Usukushii's name again. Yemma caught Goku's slight movement in the corner of his eye.

"Son Goku!"

To Be Continued…

A/N: Hardi har har, a cliffhanger, well kind of. Well originally it was longer but I like this ending better. I really outdid myself 7 pages! Most of my chapters are 2-3 and a half. Well thanks for those who reviewed. If you're wondering what takes me so long to update it's the damn homework. My freakin' pre-Ap classes love torturing me with essays. Well you guys know the equation.

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