Whoa, I'm already in school and I have truckloads of homework. =D I have to walk to school and to home so I'm practically tired every day. xD I walk, well I don't know, almost two miles each way? A 40 minute walk –if you walk fast. Oh, well. I know, I am a Super Saiyan after all. ;D Anyway, onward with the chapter!

Bulma took a seat and stared at the TV. King Piccolo was on air all over the world. He was claiming he'd destroy the cities, one by one. Bulma's eyes watered, hoping that the paper he was about to draw wasn't her hometown West City –where her parents were.

The whole room was still. Puar and Oolong even stopped their argument over who gets what cheese. Slowly, King Piccolo's hand rose and out came the paper. The suspense was already killing Bulma.

"WOULD HE JUST OPEN THAT SLIP OF PAPER ALREADY?!" Bulma shouted at the TV. Yamcha glanced over at her with surprise written on his face.

"Calm down, Bulma, this isn't the lottery. The more time he takes, the more time we have," Yamcha said.

Finally, King Piccolo took apart the last fold and he grinned as he saw what city he was out to destroy first. West City.

"I shall make my way there in the next three days," he said. And then, the screen went black. Static was all that was heard.

Bulma was standing up and she sank to her knees. Her arms where the only thing that supported her, but they too were shaking along with the rest of her body.

"We should call Kitsuma," Yamcha mumbled.

"What good with that do? We're all going to die!" Oolong shouted. In return, he received a nice fist in the head by Bulma.

"No we're not! We can count on Kitsuma, I know we can! Tien, too!" Bulma motivated.

"Yeah, but where's the kid? He's the most powerful of all!" Oolong countered. He crossed his arms and legs.

"Goku is alive! I know it!"

"Yeah, but we all know he's dead. He faced King Piccolo a while ago and he hasn't come back."

"SHUT YOUR TRAP, OOLONG!"

Yamcha tried to break up the fight, but ended up falling over. He yelped in pain. His foot was still in very bad shape. So bad, even the gentlest touch would shoot agony right up the foot.

"Yamcha!" Bulma cried as she helped him stand. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Yamcha said with an eye closed. He winced in pain, but settled down after he was set on the couch. "Try to contact Kitsuma. By the way, where are Sitsuki and Nankaski?"

"Oh gosh, I forgot about them," Bulma said. She made a 360 and heard banging in the kitchen. Her expression became angry and she stomped into the kitchen and screamed, "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TWO DOING?!"

Nankaski let out a scream and he fell over, sending the pot of boiling water into Sitsuki's face.

"HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT!" Sitsuki repeated over and over. He ran blindly around the kitchen, accidently tripping over Nankaski. The burning sensation was too much to bear. He didn't even care there was a scary-looking woman tapping her foot impatiently.

"And what do you think you two are doing?" Bulma snapped.

"Making Cup Noodles," Nankaski said while raising a Styrofoam cup.

Bulma face-palmed herself. "What are we going to do with you guys?"

Nankaski chuckled.

"So this is the legendary Korin's Tower?" Kitsuma asked as she tried to see the top. She used her hand to shade her eyes from the burning sun.

"That's right," Upa said.

"Thank you. Oh, and before I forget, do you know where Goku is?" Kitsuma asked. She swung the bag of supplies over her shoulder –the bag Upa and his father had packed for her.

"Yes, I have," Upa replied. He had not known that Kitsuma and the others had no knowledge of this.

"Really?!" Kitsuma cried. Her tears almost came bursting out again –almost. "Where is he?!"

"I don't know," Upa said, looking a bit confused.

Kitsuma wanted to slap that little boy, but she had better things to do, plus they were the ones who packed the supplies for her.

"Thank you, Upa," Kitsuma said as she placed her hands together and bowed. She waved good bye and began to start climbing at the base of the tower.

"Remember, no cheating!" Upa called.

Kitsuma smirked, not at the thought of Upa, but the thought of Goku still being alive.

Where has he gone this time? She thought as she reached out for the next stable graving to hold onto.

'Hey, Bulma,' Kitsuma said, sending her thoughts out so Bulma could hear.

'Hey, what's up? Sitsuki burned himself, well, Nankaski burned him,' Bulma said grumpily. 'Anyway, Whatcha doin?'

'I'm climbing Korin's Tower,' Kitsuma replied.

'Wait, wasn't that the tower Goku climbed and at the top he gotten stronger?' Bulma asked curiously.

'Yep, and that's what I'm planning to do,' Kitsuma said. 'Goku is still alive.'

'WHAT?!'

'It's true. Upa saw him.'

'That's a relief.'

'What, you don't think I can handle King Piccolo on my own?' Kitsuma said playfully.

'Where's Tien?'

'He's not with me. He's doing his stupid meditating,' Kitsuma said, almost angrily, but she controlled it.

'Boys. They can be so rude sometimes. Don't worry, hun, Tien will fall head over heels for you, don't worry,' Bulma said.

It was a good thing she was alone up here –her face was red-hot. She felt a little dizzy and light-headed, but Kitsuma forged ahead. With no reply from Bulma, Kitsuma continued her harsh climb up Korin's Tower.

In the forest, in the exact same spot, Tien meditated. Sparks shot everywhere, scaring the animals around the area. No one could see what was happening in his mind. Not even Kitsuma. This was no ordinary meditating –it was more of a simulation.

In Tien's mind, he was practicing the Evil Containment Wave. He pictured himself capturing King Piccolo successfully, but his mind always drifted to Kitsuma.

Tien shook his head and began to go back into topic, but it always slipped his mind and he pictured Kitsuma smiling. Kitsuma dying. Kitsuma crying.

The three-eyed man's eyes shot open as he tried to shake the image out of his head.

No, I can't think of her right now! I must avenge Chiaotzu! King Piccolo must pay of what he's done! Tien shouted at himself, trying to give himself a reminder of what his purpose was. But he just couldn't help but watch in his thoughts Kitsuma. . . falling . . . falling to her death.

"I'm coming Kitsuma!" Tien yelled as he released the bound energy that was tied to him. He launched himself off the ground and into the air, heading to the direction of Korin's Tower. He had to save her. She was the only thing he had left. The only friend he had. The one he truly loved.