"So…" Jasper turned to look at his friend Bart, everyone else was dead asleep after drinking. (Children shouldn't drink) "What do you plan on doing once summer vacation starts?"

"Well…" Bart said slyly, "I'm going to be going on a summer trip with a girl."

The shorter boy burst out in laughter when he saw Jazz's expression. "So you are dating-" Jazz was cut off by Bart, who looked at all the others, snoring in their sleeping back.

Holding a finger to his lips, Bart gestured to the door.

"Yo… Bart, you're really dating Cindy Barton?" Jazz asked with awe in his voice. "But she's a Junior, and like one of the cutest girls in school!"

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Bart replied defensively.

"Well, you're an ugly bastard!" Jazz laughed.

"Oh yeah? At least I didn't wet the bed in 5th grade."

"Don't bring that up." Jazz turned serious, but couldn't hide his grin. "How long?"

Bart smirked, "for a year now, I didn't forge Cindy's note, remember?"

"Wow…" Jazz whistled, "I need to learn your charm skills man."

"Find a girl you like first, idiot, we had you chugging so many cold ones, and when we finally grilled to spill who you liked, all you did was burst into tears and say 'I'll end up aloooone, waaaaah!' Heh!" Bart copied Jazz's tone then laughed.

"Hey man, at least when I date a girl, I won't accidentally headbutt her chin whenever I try to look up at her."

"Oh… short jokes now? What a low blow, you're a friggen loser, you know that?" Bart began to giggle.

"Says the one with a short temper." Jazz chortled along. They made their way into the kitchen, snacking on pizza rolls and bacon.

"I never realized how good this stuff is… mmm!" Bart stuffed several rolls in his mouth, after a few moments, he raised his eyebrows and turned to Jazz. "Oh yeah, Jazz! Cindy's interested in watching anime! She's seen Cow Boy Beep Bop and wants to know any other recommendations!"

"Ummm… Dragon Ball Z" Jazz was introduced to anime and manga through Dragon Ball Z, and enjoyed it so much he read the original Dragon Ball manga, Z manga, and even watched Dragon Ball GT and Super. "It's still your favorite anime too, isn't it Bart? I mean, you literally said ki earlier today."

"Please, that shit's super basic you know?" Bart shakes his head, "I don't think Cindy will like it."

"Oh yes, a girl would definitely hate looking at muscular sweaty guys." Jazz chuckled when Bart punched his shoulder.

"I know, how about Jojo's Bizarre Adventures!" Bart declared.

"Uhh… and you're mad at the idea of Cindy watching muscular sweaty guys?" Jazz laughed.

"Hey man, I'm serious, I really like this girl, so I want it to work out."

"Okay then, how's she feel about gore?" Jazz asked, "how about Tokyo Ghoul?"

"Ooh, she loves horror movies, I think her favorites are either Texas Chainsaw Massacre, or the Halloween Movies, or I think Jeepers Creeper 1 and 2."

"Isn't there a third one?"

"No one talks about 3!" Bart replied angrily.

"Like no one talks about GT?" Jazz replied.

"Hey, that's a low blow, GT is good and you know it!"

"Season 2 and 3 and part of 4 is good, season 1 was… kinda not great." Jazz replied.

"...Fair."

They sat down in silence after that, Jazz felt himself getting ready to nod off.

"Hey, Jazz?" Bart asked suddenly.

"...What?" Jazz asked.

"If you could choose an anime to be transported to, which one would it be?"

Jazz shook his head, "umm… I don't know, maybe Bleach."

"Bleach? Why Bleach? Why not Dragon Ball Z?"

"I mean…" Jazz replied, "Bleach has an established afterlife, so even if I die there, I get to go to soul society, so I don't like, lose everything."

"Other places have better ass heavens, really? Dragon Ball Z has a better-ass heaven."

"Yeah but you gotta be strong to get into the fighters' afterlife, and not everyone gets to keep their body, also I don't wanna get erased by Zeno or some shit, honestly, I'd rather be in friggen Sailor Moon!" He laughed.

"Hey, don't bash Sailor Moon!" She shouted angrily, "She can kick Goku's Ass!"

"Not after Super and Ultra Instinct!" He retorted back.

"Ooh, you DBZtard!"

"Right back at you Sailor Stan!"

...

"And then he said, 'but why's it so expensive!' and I said, 'what, you've never seen caviar before?!'." A girl burst into laughter, alongside her friends, two girls and four guys, all dressed in fancy designer clothes.

"So, what did you do Tanya?" One of the girls asked.

Tanya, the blond girl who began her joke smirked, "I dumped his sorry but, he's nothing like Chad here!" She grabbed the arm of the tallest boy, who wore a tank top that revealed his muscles. "That loser was always busy working, so he never had enough time to hang out."

"That's pretty mean babe," the guy remarked, "I mean, he was earning money to treat you to the dinners and gifts you wanted."

"Well if he really liked me he would have done a better job." She said mockingly.

"Oh! Look at that." One of the girls, a redhead, pointed towards a couple further out. "Isn't that, oh it is!"

The teens saw a couple, a blue/purple-haired girl and a shorter boy with a slight tan and mixed features. The girl had a single bag in her hand, while the boy carried multiple bags, boxes almost as tall as he wrapped up, and a massive backpack.

"...hurry up Jazz, we need to get to Versailles before 3, they'll run out of the specialty chocolates if we don't hurry." Bulma turned from Jazz, her opinion of him high based on how he didn't complain despite them shopping all day. "I'll say though, you're much better than my other guy friends, they'd ditch me after the first hour."

"You don't say…" Jazz replied sarcastically, Bulma however seemed to ignore him, staring ahead with an annoyed expression.

"Shit… it's my 'friends'." She sighed, "okay, Jazz if anyone asks, you're a family friend my parents made me take with them to shop."

"Oh my!" A haughty voice called out.

Jazz turned to see 7 teens, 3 girls, and 4 boys. The one who spoke, a blond girl, smiled impishly. "Hey there Bulma!"

Bulma hid her annoyance and smiled brightly, "oh! Tanya! How are you?" She grinned, "I see you've got a new boyfriend! 7th time's the charm right?"

The girl, Tanya, faltered a bit, "yep! I believe in trying my best! I mean… it's better than never being able to land a boyfriend, right?"

It was Bulma's turn to stutter slightly. "Anyways, I see you're all out, group date?"

"Oh well you know how it…"

Jazz tuned out their conversation as he decided to begin attempting to concentrate.

'I need to plan for if I can't use the dragon balls, I can't use them the second time around… Goku uses them to save someone's life… I forgot his name but he was killed by Mercenary Tao in Korrin Forest….' He frowned in thought, 'Demon King Piccolo uses the dragon balls, and they have to be used to bring back Krillin and Master Roshi and everyone else killed by Piccolo and his minions, but… what if I can stop that?' He shook his head ruefully, 'No way, I'm nowhere near strong enough, Goku and Krillin had power levels that were like… 100 or something when that happened, I don't even have a power level of 10 yet I think.'

"So who's this kid?" Jazz was interrupted when one of the guys yelled from behind and lightly shoved him. Stumbling forward, Jazz barely held on to the many boxes and packages he'd been forced to lug around.

"Oh, that's just a family friend's kid," Bulma said dismissively. "He's no one important."

The guy smirked, "oh? Poor you Bulma, you have to babysit a toddler all day? That must suck." He turned to Bulma and held out her hand. "Why don't you hang out with us and ditch this kid." Jazz noticed the blond girl's face twisting in distaste.

Bulma flipped her hair, "oh please, I don't need to waste my time with a bunch of losers, I'd rather babysit a bunch of stinky babies."

'Well, I mean, she has to babysit Oolong and Goku, who's younger than her, and who could be called, stinky babies lol. Wait, fudge… did I just say lol? What the actual-' Jazz burst into laughter as he cringed at his thoughts.

"Oh, something funny?" One of the guys glared at Jazz.

"Oh? No sir, not at all." Jazz replied nonchalantly, "I was just thinking of something stupid."

"You do look like the kind of brat who thinks stupid thoughts." The teen replied.

Jazz reddened in response but said nothing.

"Wow, look at how meek that loser is? Why don't you hang out with a real man?" The teen turned to grab Bulma's hand.

Bulma replied by smacking his hand away. "A real man? That sounds fantastic, how about you call me when you find one. Come on Jazz." She flipped the group off and began walking away.

"Erm… who are those guys?" Jasper asked as they headed towards Bulma's last destination in mind.

"Oh, just some losers at school, their parents are rich so they always hang out. They're insufferable to be around though."

"I see…"

"Yeah!" Bulma continued excitedly, "They think they're so cool cause their parents are rich, they have nothing going for them outside of that, literally only one of them does any kind of sports, and get this, his parents rig the matches for him."

Jazz sneered at the statement, "no way!"

"Yes, way," Bulma repeated, laughing. "And those losers think they have the right to hang out with Bulma Briefs?" She snorted, "I just really want to finish high school and be done with it…"

"I don't know Bulma, you don't seem like the kind of person to get mad at people all that easily, especially for petty stuff like that, I mean, it's not affecting you right?"

Bulma shook her head, "Hey, even I get a little annoyed when someone flaunts their wealth to intimidate someone, the annoying part is though that they don't do anything with their time that's worth my while. I like science and technology, and sure, I love to party every once in a while, but none of them do anything but talk about themselves."

'I don't think you're too different when it comes to talking about yourself?' Jazz thought ruefully, "I see, it must be annoying, must be hard then."

Bulma sneered, "And that Tanya… oooh! I hate her the most, she took a guy I was interested in."

"What happened?" Jazz asked, a little interested to hear about Bulma's social life before the series began. They entered the shop as he asked the question.

…

"And then, she dumped him, after everything, she dumped him!" Bulma shouted angrily. "Isn't that just awful? He had to move schools and everything it was so mortifying!"

Jazz stifled a gigantic yawn as he stared out the plane, Bulma had been talking about the same incident for literally 3 hours, noticing the silence finally, he perked up. "Oh yeah, no, that was awful, yeah…"

"I mean! She even lied about where the candy! Sure I made it, but it was for her, not him!"

Jazz shuddered at the thought of a teenage boy out there somewhere who experienced explosive diarrhea every time someone whistled. He turned to see Bulma sigh in relief. "Anyways, thanks for listening to me, it's amazing how everyone just seems to ignore me at times."

"Gee…" Jazz said through his teeth, "I wonder why…"

"I know right? Maybe I'm just too awesome."

'An awesome pain in the ass.'

"Anyways, here's that Bamboo Forest outside of East City." Bulma slowly lowered the plane, "are you sure you want to stay in this city? You can stay at my house the 7 months instead you know, we weren't able to find your parents so I feel bad for you just being alone in this city for a few months."

Jazz nodded, "I'm sure, there are a few things I wanted to do, and you did promise PaoPao you'd return me."

"Ooh, you must like that girl."

"Not really." Jazz replied dryly, "she's strong, and she did help me, so I owe her there, and I don't know how long she'll be in the city, but she was starving on the side of the road when I first saw her, so I couldn't just leave it alone."

"Wow, aren't you some sort of saint…" Bulma leered at him, "are you sure you're not looking for any...benefits?"

"I mean." Jazz replied hotly, "she said she would train me, I want to be stronger."

"Hmm… well, alright then." As she landed the plane she pinched his cheek. "Alright brat, get stronger and help this pretty older sis get her wish, okay?"

"I'm not a brat", Jasper shook off her hand.

"Yeah yeah," Bulma laughed, tossing him a bag, "here's some Zeni, it should be enough to last you 5 months, 7 if you're frugal, if you need anything or want to be enlightened further by the great Bulma, you know where to call!" She waved, flying back west quickly.

Jazz looked at her leave, then after she was out of sight, she gripped her head. "Holy shit… she won't shut up." He turned to face the forest and looked around until he spotted a destroyed part of the clearing, where he saw PaoPao meditating on top of a bamboo pole.

"You are back." PaoPao said, "I guess ugly spoke the truth."

"Yes." Jazz bowed.

"You are going on a journey?"

"In 6 or 7 or so months." Jasper said, "I implore you to continue to train me. I'll give you food, a place to rest, and even money if you need it."

PaoPao thought for a few seconds, then nodded. "Fine, PaoPao will train you, she isn't very strong yet, but she'll make sure you aren't weak."

"Thank you, teacher." Jasper smiled...

…

The first month of Jasper's training was probably the most painful thing he'd ever experienced. He'd wake up crying from the nearly backbreaking experience, then start off running around the forest, doing countless pushups, sit-ups, pull-ups, squats, and crunches throughout the day, then the rest of the day would be him sparring with PaoPao. In the first two weeks, he wasn't even able to land a single blow, in the next two weeks he finally was able to consistently block attacks from PaoPao when she used the same level of power as he did. And at the beginning of the fifth week, he was able to trip up PaoPao.

"Hmmm." Jazz smirked, "Now the student is becoming the master." PaoPao's response was to raise her level of ability, which she used to trounce him.

"Acting proud?" PaoPao asked, laughing, "you still weak, maybe better than before, but still weak, so weak you don't even notice the intruder."

Jazz followed her gaze to see a short monk child peering at them from behind some bamboo. From the size of his bald head to his almost nonexistent nose. Jazz's face contorted in confusion, "what the fuck… Krillin?!"

"Hey! How do you know my name!" The monk replied angrily, "are you trying to attack our temple too?"

Jazz's face twisted, "oh, damn, no… not at all, uh… I was attacked by Orin Temple monks a month ago, and they said the name Krillin, so I was uh… guessing! Yeah, guessing!"

Krillin narrowed his eyes, "that's suspicious…why are-"

"Quiet noseless." PaoPao shouted, "stop talking."

"Hey! Why you!" The young monk yelled, getting ready to charge at the girl.

PaoPao smirked, "Jazz!" She shouted.

Jazz flinched at being called by his name. "What?"

"Fight him, kick his ass!"

"What?!" Jazz stared at Krillin, who got into a fighting stance, "but he's a trained martial artist!" He trembled in a slight panic. "I mean, he knows the…" he stopped, 'wait, wait, wait…Krillin hasn't become as strong as he was in Dragon Ball yet, he didn't train with Roshi yet, and even before that, he was a little weaker than Goku, I can… maybe take him right now!' Jazz smirked, "Alright, I'll beat him." He turned to Krillin, "hey! Krillin! Get ready!" He sprinted forward, energized at the idea of his first real fight.

Krillin narrowed his eyes. As Jazz approached, Krillin dodged backward.

'He's not too fast,' Jazz thought, he pulsed his legs and charged towards Krillin, he kicked out forward, attempting to use the same technique he used to catch PaoPao off guard. Krillin, instead of dodging, blocked Jazz's kick with one hand. "...what?"

Krillin smirked evilly and spun Jazz rapidly. After a few seconds, he let go, tossing the young teen into a bamboo thicket.

Jazz groaned in pain, then screamed out as Krillin punched him in the gut. "I was a little worried when I heard what happened, but you're pretty pitiful," Krillin smirked.

Jazz growled and charged towards Krillin, who leered at him. "Getting angry? That's gonna mess up your form."

"You aren't my friggen teacher." Jazz growled, making wild haymakers and roundhouse kicks. Every time he made a swing, Krillin would make a tiny jab at his sides, inflicting large levels of pain. "I…I'll just!" Krillin dodged his next swing and casually prepared to smash his face in. "Trick you!" Jazz ducked, Krillin's face twisted in surprise.

"You baited me?"

"Yeah!" Jazz prepared a haymaker, then stuttered as Krillin spit on his face. "Fuck! What the hell?!"

Krillin kicked him in the face, knocking him out. "Yeah, you are pitiful."

He turned to look at PaoPao. "Wow, I thought you were scary. But if this is your buddy…"

PaoPao smirked before Krillin could react, she disappeared from his sight.

Flinching, Krillin charged forward, barely avoiding her strike. PaoPao went on the offensive, striking with intense ferocity and massive speed, multiple blows struck him left, right, and center, until eventually he was knocked out.

"Fuu…" PaoPao shook her head ruefully, the monk was weaker than her, but he had a wily sense, if he was a little stronger, "he'd have beaten me." She looked over at Jazz, who was still knocked out, then at the young monk. Jazz was enthusiastic but lacked any talent or fighting sense, but seeing him helped her understand her flaws over the past month, she likely could defeat herself from a month ago relatively easily. "If I fought that monk boy, I'd have lost, he's weaker than me but talented in a different way, his problem was…" She remembered when she stormed the temple, she had handled monks easily, and the child had simply avoided her out of fear, perhaps if he fought her confidently, she wouldn't have been able to even meet the master.

…

Jazz woke up to the sounds of birds chirping. Looking around, he saw PaoPao training.

"You're awake, weakling?"

"...Yeah…" Jazz woke up, nursing a painful headache. "Why are we still out here?"

"Training." PaoPao said, "here, take this." She tossed a bag towards him.

"What is- oof!" Jazz winced as the heavy bag knocked the wind out of him. He opened the bag to see manacles and ankle weights, 15 pounds each.

"Uhh…"

"Put them on, it is time to train."

Jazz sighed and got them on, then after following PaoPao, widened his eyes. Another person seemed to be training with those weights.

"K-Krillin?!"

…

...

Jasper(Jazz) Duncan

Age: 14 (and 9 months), physical appearance: 14-15

Hair color: Brown

Skin color: white

Race: Quarter Caucasian(White American of English-Irish decent), Quarter Aisian (Korean), Quarter Black(African-American), Quarter Hispanic (Cuban)

Height: 5ft 6inches | 167 centimeters

Weight: 138 lbs | 62.6 kilograms

Skills: Average Sports Talent for Age, Semi-Above Average Intellect for age, mediocre martial arts skills,below average ki control

Powerlevel: 7

...

Afterword:

Hope you're enjoying the story! It looks like there'll be a training arc with Krillin, that won't do too much yet, hopefully, but it may have some effects in the Demon King Piccolo arc, and maybe even the Saiyan Saga. As it is, after next chapter, the story of Dragon Ball begins for realsies, I hope you guys are looking forward to it!