RETURN TO ANIME

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AN: Well, welcome back to another exciting chapter of Return to Anime! After this I'll be back on story and I'll be able to go forward with the story line. If anyone who signed up for this wants more of a show than the chapter they're in, then you have to write something of your own. I'm not putting anyone in more than one chapter unless it's in passing. If you want to have more of a part then please feel free to email me and we'll talk about it. Talk to you all soon. Now, on with the story.

Chapter 6 Part D: Enter Sakura


(Sakura)

She couldn't believe how late her karate class had let out. Normally they were all well on their way home by four, but here it was a quarter till ten and she was only just on her way home. This would be the last time she volunteered to help take down the equipment after practice.

Sakura had nearly crossed Central Park when she heard the sound of something big hitting the ground near a grove of trees. Thinking that maybe someone was being mugged or something she didn't waste any time rushing over to investigate.

What she saw when she arrived was definitely not what she'd been expecting. There, laying face down in the dirt, was a very large man. From what she could see of him, he seemed to be in his mid to late twenties. Sakura wasn't sure if all of his hair was real, but he certainly had a lot of it. The black spiky mass nearly completely covered his prone form.

Curious and a little concerned Sakura knelt next to the man's body and poked him with her finger.

"Are you alive under there? (Pokey, pokey, pokey) Did all that hair eat your head or something? (Pokey, pokey) Hello? (Pokey, pok-)"

She was interrupted mid pokey when his hand shot up and grabbed her wrist in a painfully tight grip. She tried to pull her hand from his grasp, but he was too strong and she failed to do more than hurt herself further.

"OW! That hurts you big lummox! Lemme go!"

Sakura saw a flash of deep black eyes before the man said, "Silence your racket woman! You were the one that insisted on trying my patience!"

Every instinct in her told her that she was in trouble, but Sakura was nothing if not stubborn. She refused to allow this man to know that she was afraid. He may have been bigger and stronger than she was, but she was determined to prove that she was the smarter of the two of them.

Sakura was just about to give this man a severe tongue lashing when she remembered why she had been in a hurry in the first place. Her cousin Jessica had been found after having disappeared some four off months ago. She was supposed to have been there at eight thirty, but now it was almost eleven and she was stuck here with this bastard. She didn't have time for this.

Without so much as a thought to the contrary Sakura whirled around in the man's grasp and shoved her hacky sacks right in his face. One ended up in his mouth and the other exploded and sprayed its contents into his nose and eyes. Sakura was immediately set free.

"Later, weirdo!" She called as she took off away from the large man.

She hadn't taken more than a few steps before she realized that she was no longer in Central Park. Sakura was in a completely different place. On top of this it was daylight out.

Before her mind could fully comprehend what had happened to her Sakura ran full tilt into another person. She looked up to see who it was only to faint from the shock of it. The man she'd run into…was Frieza.


(Raditz)

'Damn that woman! Damn her to hell! My eyes!' Raditz ranted as he tried to clear the hacky sack debris from his eyes.

He had cleared most of it away when he caught the woman's scent again. She had managed to bowl over Frieza in her haste to be rid of him. Humph, she was safer with him that that monster. Frieza was sure to molest her then throw her to the dogs. HFIL was no place for a woman. He'd known that from the moment he got there. It had made him glad to find out that his mother had gone to the other place.

As a saiyan there were few things that he held within moral regards. One of those was that a woman, no matter how annoying, should never be taken against her will. It was something his father had drilled into him from a young age. This meant he would have to save the worthless wench from Frieza. His father would never let him hear the end of it if he didn't and something happened to the wench.

This was sure to be one long, tiring day. What had he gotten himself into?

Short and sweet everyone.

That's it for this chapter.

Hope to see you all in the next.