Mori woke up in a small room with sterile white walls. There was a window next to her, yet it was covered by dark red drapes, causing the room to be in darkness. She groaned and tried to rise from the bed. She winced and fell back down onto the bed. The alien now felt that her arm and one of her legs were stiff. She glanced over to her arm and saw that a white cast was placed over her arm and assumed that her leg was in a cast as well.

The child groaned as she starred up at the bland ceiling. She was in the worst pain that she was ever in. She tried to remember what caused her all this pain. Her eyes squinted closed as she tried to recall what the hell happened to her. Her eyes flew open, knowing what happened to her.

She mumbled to herself, "I shouldn't have let the sayian stay in one peace."

Her head began to throb soon after she spoke. She raised her good hand to her temple and tried to get rid of the major headache. Her eyes closed shut as she steadied her breathing.

A click echoed through out the room. The girl opened her eyes to see a fairly large man cross the room and open the drapes. The light surprised Mori temporality. Her eyes blinked so she could get use to the new lighting. When her vision was clear, she looked at the person who entered the room.

The man smiled, "Oh, your up. Dende said you shouldn't have woken up in a few hours. And sorry for the casts, Dende wasn't able to heal you much. I am afraid you have to wait to let your body heal yourself."

Mori cleared her throat and replied dryly, "Where am I Mr. PoPo?"

Mr. PoPo walked closer to the bed, "Why, you are at the lookout. I heard you gave quite a beating to Goku. That is quite impressive for a girl your age." Mori tried to smile before wincing at her wounds. Mr. Popo widened his eyes, "Oh, I forgot that you would be in pain." He reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a seed. He placed it in the child's hand, "Eat this, this will dim the pain. Now, I will get you something to eat and drink."

The short man left before Mori could reply back. She sighed and looked at the little seed in her palm. The seed was a light green with blue stripes going horizontal. She threw it into her mouth and chewed it slowly. The medical seed tasted bitter. Frankly, she would've been fine just dealing with the pain instead of having that awful taste in her mouth.

The door opened once more. The five year old lifted her head to see her mentor. She smiled broadly while trying to raise herself once more. Her wounds wouldn't allow her to get up with our causing pain. Piccolo rested a hand on her shoulder, "Easy. You may have not been as badly hurt as Goku, but that doesn't mean you weren't in bad shape."

His student huffed, "I know, I just want to sit up though."

Piccolo reached behind her and propped the two pillows her head laid on onto the wall. He eased her down on to the pillows gently before crossing his arms. Mori sighed in relief, "Thanks."

The namek leaned against the wall next to the wall. He starred out of the window, "I'm proud of what you did at the tournament," He glanced at her and smirked, "I am also glad that you kicked that sayian's ass."

Mori chuckled softly, "Which one?"

He grinned a bit wider, "Both." She looked at the ceiling as her smiled softened. Piccolo placed a hand on her head. Her smile widened once more by the loving gesture. Piccolo lowered his hand, "By the way, you are not leaving this room for two weeks."

Her head spun towards him. She glared at him, "What? Why?"

Piccolo gruffly said, "Do I really need to tell you why? You are in no shape to leave." Mori crossed her arms in a pout while glaring at the wall in front of her. The warrior sighed, she might be one of the world's strongest warriors, but she acts much like her friends. Wait a minute. Piccolo straightened himself up, "Don't pout, you may be a child but you are not a brat. Besides, Trunks and Goten are coming over later."

Mori brightened, "Really?" Piccolo nodded and ruffled her hair. The child giggled slightly.

A stifle of laughter came from the doorway. The two looked up to see a younger namekian standing in the doorway. Piccolo and Mori growled in unison, "You tell anyone about this I will rip your ears off!"

Despite the threat, Dende laughed more. He thought to himself, they are closer than people make them out to be. The young man bit his lip to keep his laughter down, "Sorry. I won't tell. Anyways, the two sayian kids are here."

Piccolo nodded and began to leave the room. He mumbled, "I'll check on you later."

Not too long after the two namekians left, the two half sayians walked into the room. Goten run up to the bed and jumped onto it. He planted his butt on the mattress, "Hiya Mori!" Trunks walked up and sat on the other side of the bed, 'Yeah hi! How are you feeling?"

Mori shrugged, "Like a crap. What's in the bags?"

Goten looked giddy and pulled out a card, "We made it for you!" It was a folded piece of purple paper with drawings on it. Mori tilted her head at the letters.

Trunks smacked himself, "I forgot that you can't read."

The alien smiled slightly, "It's alright guys, just read to me."

Trunks stifled a laugh as a big blush spread over his friend's cheeks. Goten nodded, "O-OK." He cleared his throat, "Um, Mori, hope you get better soon. Because when you are better, you smile more. Your smiles make everyone smile. Love Goten and Trunks!"

Mori smiled slightly, "Thank you guys." Goten looked away bashfully and Trunks fumbled with his shirt. The girl sensed that the two were quite embarrassed, so asked what they brought. The boys' smiled brighter.

The purple haired kid pulled out a book, "I was wondering if we could just read stories." Mori knew that there wouldn't be anything else to do, so she agreed. Although the ginger could not read, she listened intensively. Hours past before the three were past out on the bed.

Mori didn't really move poison, yet her casted arm lay against her chest while the other was atop Trunk's head. The son of the prince was hugging Mori's good arm while drool slowly dripped from his lip. Goten was on the other side of Mori. His head was close to the girl's while he was slightly curled into a ball. The book they were reading was on the ground, spine up.

Chatter was muffled behind the door before it was open. Goten's older brother told Piccolo, "I can see that..." The young man stopped in mid sentence when he saw the three children. Gohan chuckled softly, "They are so cute." Piccolo rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. Piccolo's former student began to go through his pocket.

Piccolo raised an eye ridge. He whispered, trying not to wake his student, "What are you doing?"

Gohan took out a small camera, "I was with Videl early and brought a camera. I have to take a picture of this, I mean, it's so adorable." The teen snapped the picture, causing a flash to illuminate the whole room. Gohan giggled like a school girl, "Mom and Bulma are going to want to see this."

Piccolo shook his head, "Mori will kill you when she finds out."

Gohan walked over to the boys and picked up one at a time, "I will take that risk." He adjusted the two boys before heading out of the room, "I'll see you later, tell little Mori I said hi."

Mori woke up the next morning. She blinked at the light that shot from the window. She yawned and looked around the room. She noticed something that wasn't in the room before. It was a light brown, wooden table that held a tray of various foods. A small, white card was in front of the food. She picked it up.

Mori.

I have made this for your breakfast.

The seed that keeps the pain down is next to the glass of water.

Make sure you eat that.

Oh, and Piccolo won't be at the lookout today. Neither will Dende and me. So you will be on your own for a few hours.

I am sure you will enjoy talking to Goku.

Sincerely,

Mr. Popo.

Mori was confused, what does he mean to enjoy talking to Goku? Isn't he dead again. Her stomach began to growl, reminding the child that she hadn't eaten in a day and a half. She shrugged it off and began her breakfast. Not an hour later, she heard a voice in her head.

"Hey Mori!" The kid jumped. She looked around to see where the voice was coming from, yet found no person in her room. A chuckled echoed in her skull, "I see no one has talked to you telepathically before. It's me, Goku!"

Mori raised an eyebrow, "Goku?"

His laughter was present once more, "Yup! King Kai said I could talk to you now. Anyways, how've you been?"

Mori hesitated before saying, "Fine. A little sore."

"You know, I wanted to say that the battle we had has been the best fight I was ever in. Man, it's been awhile since someone gave me that much of a workout. I am truly impressed."

"Um, thanks."

"By the way, why didn't you finish me off? Not that I am complaining or anything, I am just wondering why?"

Mori knew someone else would want to ask too. She sighed, "I don't know. I just had a feeling that I shouldn't have finished the job. But now, in all this pain, I think I should've."

"Ha-Ha! Sorry about that. Anyways, the next time you see Gohan can you tell him hi?"

The child shrugged, "Ok."

"Alright! Bye!"

Mori shook her head. That was a weird experience and hoped that it wouldn't happen again.

I am on a role. Although, I think I should work on my other stories...but my ideas are just flowing that I don't want to forget them. -sigh- My other fans on my other stories are going to form an angry mob, track me down, and beat me. Ha-Ha!

Oh, and the vote still continues. Yet, I am pretty sure who it is going to be.

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