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QueenMoonlace: Thank you! I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as the previous two :)

Simple Princess: Thank you! I didn't think Fasha would be one of those types of girls either, but hey, whatever happens, happens XD

Vintage Taylor: Thank you! I do my best to characterize Bardock as [DBZ] realistically as possible. (DBZ reality is crazy lmao) And thank you again about the fighting scene - it was my first one *tears* You're amazing

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Answer to my last QOTD: Take a seat children, this will be a while. JK, anyways, I think Trunks' hair is purple/lavender because when Vegeta and Nappa first appear in the DBZ series on that unknown planet before Aralia, Veggie's hair was red! (...at least that's what I saw) and Bulma's hair is blue, so RED plus BLUE equals PURPLE XD I remember reading this thing where some Saiyans had dark red/auburn hair instead of black. Another possibility would be from Dr. Briefs, but I like this explanation better lmao.

As predicted, Bardock won the match. While the judges and many of his acquaintances congratulated him on his swift win, the unruly haired teenager couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he didn't see his friends anywhere. At all.

Breaking away from the people who surrounded him, he looked left and right but didn't see them. 'Where are those buffoons now...' Bardock rolled his eyes, sighing frustratingly.

Tora and co. left their spots once the match was in full swing, walking over to the 'mysterious' gal who, surprisingly, won her match against that brute of a girl. Fasha claimed that it was something along the lines of 'girl power,' yet her friends ignored her, believing that she was spewing bullshit. Going over their plan numerous times, the four friends grinned mischievously at each other. Tora floated over to the oblivious girl, landing in front of her.

"Hey, girl. Nice match back there. What's your name?" he asked, flashing her a smirk. The girl smiled at him, outstretching her hand. "Thanks, my name's Gine. You?"

Tora shook her hand twice before placing a gentle kiss on the back of it. "My name is Tora. Say, how would you like to meet some of my friends?" Gine's cheeks turned red at the contact as she nodded in agreement. It's not like she had anything else better to do.

Tora led her, still holding on to her dainty hand, to his group who stood a few feet away, but not without letting his eyes roam for a couple seconds or more. This Gine girl had an amazing body, with all the curves in the right places. Her scent was slightly alluring, but Tora distanced himself from her. She wasn't his girl. She was Bardock's. He smirked at the thought.

"Guys, this is Gine. Gine, these are my friends, Shugesh, Borgos, and Fasha." Tora introduced. The three nodded at her, also congratulating the young teenager on her win. Inwardly, Gine wondered why this guy brought her to his friends. There was something fishy going on, but she had yet to find out. A few minutes later of a little storytelling of Gine and Brussels' background, the announcer interrupted them indirectly.

"And the winner is... Bardock!" The group of five turned their heads toward the ring where they saw the unruly haired boy with a smug smile on his normally stoic face. Fasha watched the new girl's reaction, carefully, in her peripheral vision. Gine looked calm, but it was a different kind of tranquility that the former could not place. The girl's facial features softened as she allowed a small smile to curl. Fasha could've sworn she saw a hint of a blush appear, too. While the crowd went wild, Borgos told Gine, "And that, is our other friend, Bardock. He's an exceptional warrior."

Gine was so in awe at her crush, she didn't even notice the other girl's presence behind her. "He's also quite the hunk, wouldn't you agree?"

Gine jumped back in shock and embarrassment. Her face felt like fire as it flushed crimson. She held her small hands in front of her, waving them frantically. "Woah, woah..." Fasha frowned at the girl. Mentally, Fasha shivered at calling one of her dearest friend's a 'hunk.' What the hell?

"So you're saying he's ugly?" Gine gasped and looked at the other three boys. They seemed like they were talking among themselves, paying the females no mind. "No! Nothing like that. He's not ugly...he's actually pretty cute." She covered her blushing face with her hands, mumbling incoherent words. Fasha grimaced. How could anyone like those brutes? "Hn."

On Bardock's descend from the ring to the judges, he spotted his friend's conversing and laughing with an unknown person. Quickly figuring out who it was, he groaned in annoyance, trying to create a plan to avoid them at all cost. Though, it wasn't really easy, seeing as they were his only friends. Bardock wasn't a very social person. In fact, he hates people. The judges congratulated him on his win and told him that he wouldn't have to fight again. He mentally sighed. The teenager loved fighting.

Making his way to his group plus one, albeit a little hesitantly, he groaned some more seeing that he would have to congratulate the girl on her win like he promised. As he grew closer in distance, he heard Shugesh exclaim, "And here comes our warrior!" Bardock glared at him viciously. If only, looks could kill...

"Good job, bro. Anyways, Bar', this is Gine. Gine, this is Bardock, or just Bar'." Tora introduced, smirking at the twitching of his friend's eye. A bright smile from the said woman made his eye stop twitching as he took in her features. A nice smile with a nice body to go with it. She outstretched her small hand. 'It's now or never.'

Bardock was mildly surprised when his hand engulfed the girls'. It was unexpected; their hands seemed to fit together perfectly. One calloused hand paired with a flawless, dainty hand. "Congrats on your win..." the Saiyan grumbled in agitation. The girl merely grinned back at him. "Thanks, you too!" she chirped.

Gine was weird, to say the least. She was the opposite of a Saiyan - way too soft for Bardock's liking. Although, it was quite pleasant to be around her. Tora and co. slowly began to walk backwards, cautiously so their friend didn't notice. One they were far enough, they took off into the large crowd of teenagers.

By the time Bardock noticed, they were long gone.

The two spent many minutes just staring into each other's onyx orbs. Despite them being a little more than strangers, Gine and Bardock felt comfortable. The former decided to break the silence with a question. "So, who do you want to be in your squad?"

"My insufferable friends." he answered curtly. Briefly, Gine wondered whether or not she should ask what 'insufferable' means, but she thought against it. Instead, she nodded, accepting his answer. He seemed to be in deep thought about something, but when a new host announced a new fight, Bardock snapped out of it. When he found out it was Shugesh against one of the most cockiest Saiyans ever, he allowed a small smirk to appear on his face. The boy turned to look at his female company, seemingly asking her if she wanted to follow him. Turning around, he made his way into the crowd, searching for the sources of his annoyance. He never glanced back.

If he did, Bardock would've noticed Gine skipping happily behind him with a goofy grin on her face.