AN: I thank all those who reviewed. I will get started on this second chapter right away... after I thank my reviewers here.
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"Why did you whistle?"
Krillin had to clear his throat multiple times before he could even try his hand at speaking. "I-I don't know, sir!"
Silence followed after. Commandant Piccolo probed the bald mans black orbs intently. His gaze was intense, and Krillin had to clench his butt cheeks to keep from crapping himself. It felt as if an eternity had passed before the cool man in front started to pace away from the culprit.
Krillin could feel many gazes burning holes into his back. He breathed in deeply, then exhaled, trying to calm his nerves. So far, the clenching couldn't cease. Not just yet.
"Drop and give me," at that point, Commandant Piccolo looked at Officer Eighteen, "however many Eighteen decides to give you." With that, he addressed the rest of the men and women. "For all of you, keep this in mind before you decide to get on one of ours bad sides."
"Drop and give him one hundred." The feminine yet bored voice of Eighteen commanded. Almost immediately, Krillin dropped, starting in the down position. He came up, and then down. He continued to do so before Eighteen's voice was cleared. "Did I say start? And I want you to do them on my count. Start over."
"Why hello!" The deep voice of the first man bellowed, extending his muscular arm. "My name is Yamcha! And a beautiful lady like yours should be?" He stood there for a moment, Chichi completely ignoring him, staring right past him at the other man. He followed her gaze to the other guy, and then got it. He pulled back, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry if I'm interrupting you."
"Hey!" My name's Bulma! Nice to meet you, Yamcha!" The bluenette exclaimed, jumping over to the long haired male. He had a scar extending from right above his eye, all the way to half way down his cheek. Yamcha's eyes lit up as the more attractive woman popped out in front of him.
"This is more like it!" He thought to himself, taking the blue eyed beauties hand, shaking it firmly.
"Hey beautiful. How about we go and have a drink. Just you and I?" He suggested, hoping that she would say yes. He felt instantly attracted to her. She reminded him vaguely of his ex, Maron.
"Sure. I have nothing important that I'm doing right now." Bulma tried to tone down her excitement, but failed slightly. She hooked her bare arm into his, leading him out of the room.
This seemed to snap Chichi back into reality. "Hey! They just got here! And what about me?" She waited a moment, slumping onto her bed. They were gone. She was now stuck in the room with another man that looked intimidating. Somehow, though, he had caught her attention. It was crazy to to her with that in mind. She belonged with Goku.
Silence enveloped the room, no one wanted to break it. The Bulky man walked around, situating stuff into its place. He had long black hair, like the fellow man that was with her friend. His eyes were black, and he was toned.
Chichi couldn't take the silence anymore. "Hey, my name is Chichi. Yours would be?" She asked this with out even moving from her spot. She jumped as the mans eyes slowly met hers. It took him a moment to answer.
"Broly."
The raven haired woman could already tell that he was the strong silent type.
"Unlike Goku, who can never really stop his talking." Chichi thought, going into a dream like state.
"Up." Eighteen commanded, making him hold this pose. This would be his 99th push up, with one more to go. His arms were wobbly, and he felt as though he would collapse at any moment.
A few moments later she told him down.
"One more, Krillin, just one more." He chanted to himself. He was losing faith though.
"Up!" Was followed fast with a, "Down!"
Krillin collapsed onto the hard floor, thanking the lord above for it.
"Now, back in line." Commandant Ordered. The man had a bald head and had dark skin. Scars ran down the length of both his arms, all in a faint pinkish color.
Krillin wasted no time getting back to his spot, brushing against Goku. As he caught a glimpse of the man, he saw that Goku was smiling faintly. He didn't have it in him to get mad.
"Now, take into account that any problems will be held with this type of punishment. This time, though, he was gone easy on. Officer Eighteen usually makes people suffer harder. Now, who in here thinks that they are going to be the strongest people?" Piccolo paced back and forth.
Goku elbowed Krillin softly, telling him to keep his mouth shut. Krillin happily obliged.
"She was going easy on me? Why? Does she do this to everyone who is new? Or just me? What's happening?" The short mans brain went into overdrive, thinking about all the possibilities. "Maybe I'm just over thinking things."
Krillin felt Goku nudge him softly, telling him to keep quiet. Krillin happily obliged. He felt sorry for the man who actually happily obliged to actually say something. Not to say that he didn't enjoy seeing someone else have to do push ups. The man had to do two hundred push ups under the command of Officer Tien. He knew now not to get on that guy with the third eye tattoo on his forehead's bad side.
Goku spaced out after the man hit his 40th push up. His mind wandered to Chichi, and how she was doing. After all these years, he felt as though they were still in their honey moon phase. She meant the world to him. He would do anything for her. She was the only reason that he joined the Marines. He would fight for her freedom. That was what he was here for. He also loved to fight. It was his passion. Though he was a gentle soul, he could and would throw a punch. He was known for winning every single one of them too.
He wondered if she was faring well without him. He tried hard not to break for not seeing her. He missed her. He missed her gentle touch, the way she ran her fingers through his hair, the way she moaned when he whispered her name against her throat. Her beautiful, long, smooth neck. She was much shorter than he was, and he loved it that way.
He had their future planned out. She knew it too, and had her say in it. She knew that they were going to get married in the future. But what she didn't know, was that he was going to propose to her when they met back up when he was done with his training. She really didn't know about that. He could imagine the look that would come upon her face when he popped the question..
Her beautiful brown eyes would light up and get really big, and she would give him the biggest hug that she could attempt. Really though, he couldn't imagine what she'd do. That was the beauty of it. She surprised him with everything that she did. Not everything was the same when it came to his Chichi. He did know that their future held many beautiful things. All the kids that she wanted, the money that he would get after retirement that would help their kids go through collage and become what they wanted. Most of all, him and Chichi would have a happy life.
They did fight, that never passed him, but it never fazed him. It was healthy to have arguing in a relationship. It was key in one. That Goku did know. He wanted to have those fights with her, those rough moments. The good were what mattered. He truly did want everything that mattered in a relationship. He mostly wanted the world for Chi. She made his childhood memories somehow fade away. All that he had been through.
His parents had died in a car accident when he was just a baby, soon after, his grandpa Gohan adopting him. Goku treated his grandfather with hatred and was rude. He never followed rules, and cussed. He was a badass. All that changed though, when the woman of his dreams had came into his life. With her, everything changed for the better. He soon followed rules, never cussed, and ceased being a hard head, and became a goofball. He changed for her.
She got him through the time when his grandpa died. Goku was at school when his grandpa Gohan was in the house, all alone, watching TV. A robber broke into the house and had smashed Gohan's face in with a baseball bat. It made Goku really think about how he treated that good old soul. He did nothing but hurt the man that had raised him, never raising a hand towards the delinquent. He had always treated the young teen with kindness. He had welcomed the new and changed Goku that had appeared. Goku only wished that he had been much more kind.
Gohan had taken them on their dates, chaperoning them for the first year until Goku had gotten a car. He trusted the boys judgment. That was the man that the raven haired man wanted to become. He wanted to be honorable and wanted to kill people with kindness. All that wouldn't have been possible without Chichi. She coaxed him out of the depression that had put him out of commission for a time.
He loved her with all he had, and that was never going to change.
"Men!" The deep, edgy tone of Commandant Piccolo cut through his thoughts. "We will not have any of this crap. You all are nothing until you prove that you are something. You will not survive with this cocky attitude that most of you seem to have." He paused, searing the group with his intense gaze. "There will be no whistling. There will be no proud people. Understand?"
"Yes sir!" The men shouted.
"I can't hear you!"
"YES SIR!"
"Okay, men, listen up!"
"You make this worth it, Chi."
"So, Bulma," Yamcha said, buying the lady another drink, "what do you say that we kiss?"
Bulma frowned, becoming pissed. "The hell? We only just met!" She punched him hard.
He held his hands up in mock defense. "Just kidding!" Well, he was half kidding. "I had to try!"
She grew sweet again. "Okay. I hope you are. You are a really cute man, and it would be lovely, but I'm not ready now." She had a different feeling about this man than she did with any at her school. His hard core flirting was actually getting to her. Her heart had fluttered when he had asked that. She really wanted to, but she didn't want to come off as a whore. She was going to make him work for it.
He really hoped that she wouldn't pass him off as a bastard. For some reason, he wanted to stay with her for awhile. Not forever, but long enough to figure everything out about her. She piqued his interest. More so than any other had. "You do wanna make out with me! Admit it." He made a kissy face at her.
She pouted, slapping him away. She was secretly enjoying it though.
"This is going to be a fun year!"
AN: Welp, another chapter. Took me most of today to write it.
Is Bulma going to learn what love is this quickly? Is Krillin really going to make it? Is Goku? And what is Broly's part in all of this?
Find out in the next chapter! (Or not:p)
Thanks for everything and reading! Until next time, bye!