Chapter 2: Fire Mountain and the Kamehameha Wave

It was another fine morning out at sea and the gulls were singing in the sky and the dolphins were chittering at each other. There was also a fine wind that caused the waves to crash a little more violently than usual, but it wasn't dangerous. Despite the racket that nature made, Roshi was so accustomed to such sounds that to his ears it was simply the sound that life made, and he could've slept through it all. At least he would like to if not for a nagging voice in his skull.

"How long are you going to sleep in my love? The sea has washed a fair amount of trash onto the island. This house and island are the only things left for us, go take care of it."

Roshi grumbled in his sleepy stupor but knew she was right. If he didn't at least stay on top of chores, then his isolation would turn into decay. So, still grumbling he forced himself out of bed. He took a hasty shower, dawned on an orange polo shirt, blue shorts and trademark glasses. He fixed himself a small yet delicious breakfast and read the paper. His inner self didn't say anything, but he could feel her impatience. Perhaps it's just a woman thing to want nag a man into doing chores. Sensing this he cleaned his plate and drained his coffee, sat up, stretched and headed out the door with a broom in hand. He had hardly started sweeping, however, before he heard a familiar voice.

"Heeeyyy Master Roshiii!"

Roshi looked up from his broom and saw no one. Realizing the voice came from above he looked up and saw to his delight a familiar cloud.

"Well, hello there! I had a feeling I would be seeing you again soon."

Admittedly he didn't think it would be quite so soon. It had barely been a week since he had given gifts to the young boy and curvy young girl. He also couldn't help but notice a second passenger on the nimbus cloud. The nimbus came to a halt about 5 feet off the ground and both passengers hopped off.

"That's certainly a daring outfit" Roshi thought to himself. And his other half answered, "That's certainly an understatement. Really, who wears bikini armor? Especially one so young? It honestly just looks wrong on a girl so small. I could pull it off though no problem" she bragged.

And indeed, the young girl who was just a little taller than Goku, was wearing a daring ensemble. She wore a blue bikini style armor set with artistic white filigree, it had pink shoulder guards, pink gloves and boots, and a pink helmet and blue cape. The helmet had a strange crescent shaped blade sticking out the top that looked wicked sharp.

"Well now," Roshi said cackling. "What happened to your friend here? She was a bit taller the last time we met" he joked.

"Huh? Oh! That was Bulma!" he laughed. "This is Chi Chi, she's the Ox King's daughter".

"The Ox King?" Roshi mused. "Well, I'll be, it's a small world." Roshi then turned away looking to the sky lost in memories and muttering to himself. "Why I remember when that big oaf was just a little runt. He got into all kinds of mischief because everyone picked on him. It took a little work, but I got him straightened out and buffed up with some basic workout and good old-fashioned discipline".

Behind him Goku and Chi Chi were whispering to each other.

"Are you sure that old geezer is Master Roshi?" Chi Chi hissed.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Well, he said he was the Turtle Hermit anyways."

Chi Chi positioned herself directly behind the old man and put her hands on the blade atop her helmet. "If he's the real Master Roshi he'll dodge my attack" she said quietly. And with that she detached the chakram blade from her helmet and threw it with both hands. Roshi's eyes suddenly twitched, and he swung around swinging his staff to intercept the projectile. The blade sliced right through the staff and stuck into the old man's head looking like an ugly unicorn.

"YOWCH!" he screamed. "What on earth was that for?"

"You faker! The REAL Master Roshi would've dodged my attack!" she said pointing accusingly.

"Don't be ridiculous! Nobody could have dodged that at this range! Not even me in my prime!" he shouted back angrily. "You know my love; I wouldn't hold it against you if you took her over your knee right now" growled the inner half.

"Then prove you're the real Master Roshi!" she demanded.

Roshi fished through his pocket and produced an old driver's license. "Here! Use your eyes you little squirt! Read the name!"

Chi Chi looked closely at the small card and her expression changed from angry suspicion to horror and remorse. "Oh no! I've done something horrible! Papa will scold me if he hears about this!" She then grabbed the end of the blade that was sticking out of his head and pulled it hard. It came out with a *POP* and surprisingly didn't bleed much but left an ugly mark.

"Tsk, Tsk. Good thing you have such a sturdy head my love or else that would have killed you. Well, after so many blows from Mallet-sama in the past your head is like steel even centuries later" the inner voice teased.

A few minutes later after Roshi had placed a large bandage on his head, the group reconvened in front of the house. Goku and Chi Chi briefly explained their reason for coming to visit him. Chi Chi's father had paid a wizard long ago to create a magic fire to protect his castle and treasure from thieves. But the spell went wrong, and the fire is now completely out of control. And they need the magical Bansho fan in Roshi's possession to put out the flames.

Listening to Chi Chi's story Roshi stroked his beard and thought. "Ah, yes, the Bansho fan. I remember now. It's a powerful magical item. If you swing it once it creates a heavy wind, swing it twice and winds and storm clouds appear, swing it a third time and it summons torrential rains. That would definitely put out any fire, even a magic one."

"Wow!" Goku exclaimed. Wherever did you get a cool thing like that?"

"Hm? That's a good question" Roshi mumbled.

His inner voice then answered, "I believe it was a wedding present from that old acquaintance of yours, the one with the wooden sword and liked to refer to himself in the 3rd person as Blue Thunder. Kuno-chan, wasn't it?

Roshi laughed and sighed reminiscently, "Well now, that's a blast from the past! I haven't thought about that fellow in many years. I kept in touch with his children and grandchildren for a while just like all the others from the Nerima neighborhood, but lost touch with their clan sometime 200 years ago, or was it 240? Strange that a man like that so willingly parted with such a treasure, but odds are he didn't know what he had." This thought made him cackle to himself.

Goku and Chi Chi stared at Roshi as he had this continued conversation with himself and then looked at each other and came to a silent agreement, old people were strange.

Roshi seemed to realize that he was disturbing them and cleared his throat. "Yes, I certainly do have the Bansho fan, and I could lend it to you, however…" He looked at Goku, "One good turn deserves another, I'll want something in return. Come with me for a moment" he grabbed Goku's shoulder and led him behind the house away from Chi Chi. At the back of the house Turtle was there waiting for them apparently watering some flowers and waved his flipper in acknowledgement of Goku's return.

"Now listen here Goku," Roshi whispered. "You know that other friend of yours? The tall um, shapely girl?"

"Dammit not again, you old goat!" His inner self shouted. Roshi ignored her.

"You mean Bulma?" Goku asked.

"Yes! Her! In return for the Bansho fan I was wondering if…if she would agree to a romantic moonlight stroll around my island, perhaps?" he said with his face red and a creepy toothy grin on his face.

"Master!" cried Turtle who was listening. How could you ask for such a thing? Exploiting the young girl's need of the fan to get with another girl? And besides, dating is supposed to be against your code!"

"Well said" chimed the inner voice.

Roshi scowled, put his finger to his lips and looked frantically at Chi Chi in the distance, "Quiet, I don't want Chi Chi to hear us!" And besides, who asked you, you goody two shoes?" Suddenly adopting an expression and tone of a frail old man he said, "Can't an old man have a little fun before he passes on?"

"Oh Puh-lease!" the other half chimed again.

Turtle was equally unimpressed. "But master, you drank a potion made from the waters of the Fountain of Youth, you know full well you're nowhere near the end of your life."

"Pipe down, you little traitor!" Roshi shot back.

"A walk should be ok" Goku interjected. "It's not a big deal, I'm sure she won't mind" interjected happily.

A few minutes later Goku and Chi Chi were waiting patiently outside the turtle hermit's porch while the man himself was busy turning his house upside down in ever increasing frustration looking for the Bansho fan. Finally, he stuck his head out the window and said, "Hey Turtle, do you have any idea what I did with that blasted fan?"

"Last I saw it you were using it as a place mat, master."

"What?!" Chi Chi exclaimed in disbelief. "The Bansho fan as a place mat?"

The old man smacked his head. "THAT was the Bansho fan? Oh, dear. I spilled some juice on it, so I threw it away because it got sticky."

Chi Chi started to cry and Goku looked glumly at the sand. But Roshi snapped his fingers. "Don't worry kids! I'll just put out the fire myself!"

"You will!?" gasped Chi Chi

"You will?" breathed Goku in awe.

"You will?" said his inner self sardonically.

"Of course, I will" said Roshi pounding his chest. "I'm the great Master Roshi after all! Just give me a minute to prepare." And after another 5 minutes Roshi walked out the front door having changed into a golden formal Chinese style coat, a brand-new pair of black sunglasses, blue canvas pants, and simple black slipper shoes. In his hands he held a shiny new oak staff. "Always good to look your best!" he said chuckling to himself.

"Hm. That's good I guess" said Goku. But how are you going to get to Fire Mountain? You can't ride the flying nimbus remember?"

Roshi chuckled. "Oh, don't you worry about that! I have more than one means of transportation." He then walked to the edge of the island and yelled, "Come to me, Baby Gamera!"

After a minute of waiting, they looked in the sky and saw a massive black turtle shell spinning horizontally flying towards the island at surprising speed. The spinning black shell landed on the beach and the turtle revealed itself. It looked like an ordinary turtle except for its massive boar-like tusks.

"At your service" Gamera said in a monotone voice.

"I need an express trip to Fire Mountain!" Roshi said.

And with that the kids sped into the air on the nimbus with Roshi behind spinning on the Gamera. Roshi was singing a tune to himself. "Buffalo gals won't cha come out tonight, come out tonight, da doo da doo…oh I'm getting dizzy."

Later on Fire Mountain

After an hour or two of flying the group arrived back at Fire Mountain. They hovered over the ruins of what looked like once a large and prosperous village. But the houses were all in ruin now and the fields were barren. A small gathering of people was waiting in what looked like the village square and Goku descended with the nimbus to meet them. Roshi leapt from Gamera and landed solidly on his feet in quite a flashy entrance. A huge man of about ten feet and rippling with muscles and wearing Viking style armor complete with horned helmet and goggles roared with delight and charged towards Master Roshi, coming to a stop in a groveling bow. The man was so massive that when he came to a halt, the wind pressure sent Roshi flying. Roshi, could not help himself from being tossed as he was far too dizzy to help himself.

"Ugh," groaned Roshi. "That's the problem with using Gamera, he's quick but he makes you so darn dizzy." His inner self tried to chime in, but all she could say was, "Ughhhhh…"

The small group gathered around him. One was Bulma who for some reason was wearing a showgirl bunny costume. Then there was a short, anthropomorphic pig named Oolong, wearing a white shirt and green overalls. And in the shadows behind a ruined wall was a handsome and muscular young man with a scar on his face, and a floating green cat that looked more like a stuffed animal than an actual cat. They're names were Yamcha and Puar respectively.

Goku helped Roshi back on his feet and asked, "Are you all right? Are you going to put out the fire?

Roshi snapped back into focus and suddenly became serious.

"First things first!" he said angrily. He faced the large man. "I've heard very disturbing rumors about you, Ox. Hurting people, destroying villages. And all for some ridiculous treasure! Is the legacy you choose to honor your teacher? The master who trained and raised you when you were to weak to stand for yourself?"

"And he was such a sweet and simple boy" the inner voice lamented. "Look at him now, he looks like a grizzly bear wearing a silly costume from that old RPG. What was it called? 'Dragan Quest', right? Or was it 'Chrono Trigger'?" Roshi elected to ignore these comments.

It was an extremely strange and somewhat pitiable sight. The large man, who could only be the Ox King, began to sob pathetically and beg for forgiveness. "Please forgive me master! I'm not worthy! I was possessed by my petty greed!" He said all this between ugly sobs while still prostrating himself at Roshi's feet.

"Oh, stop blubbering already, you oaf" Roshi sighed. "I forgive you already. But you'll do better from now on, won't you?" It was phrased like a question, but clearly an order.

"Oh yes master!" cried the Ox King. "I'll dedicate my life to being a good person from now on!"

The children gathered all looked quite shocked. Understandable considering the scene they just witnessed. The mighty Ox King, whose strength was legendary and could wield a giant battle axe the size of a vehicle, was reduced to groveling at the feet of a frail looking old man.

Roshi then turned towards the small mountain with a castle at the summit. The entire mountain was engulfed with great and terrible flames. "Now you mean to tell me" he said slowly. "That you couldn't handle putting out such a pitiful flame? What's wrong, too old?" He cackled at his own joke.

He then turned to Goku, "Hey kid, remember our agreement."

"Huh? Oh, yeah!" Goku said.

"My love, do you really intend to go through with this?" groaned the inner self.

Soon Goku, Bulma, and Roshi were behind a ruined wall to talk in private. Little did they know that Yamcha and Puar were eavesdropping on the other side of the wall.

"Alright, what's all the hush hush about huh?" said an exasperated Bulma.

"Well," Goku began. "Master Roshi said he would put out the fire in exchange for you taking a walk with him around his island."

Bulma looked repulsed "A walk? Like a date?" The two figures behind the wall face faulted. "And just what makes you think I would agree to a date with an old geezer like you?!"

"Well," Roshi said. "I must confess it's our little friend here that made us think so. But I suppose if you don't want to, I could always go home." The bunny ear accessories Bulma was wearing seemed to wilt in disappointment.

"So, you're extorting a date out of a young girl? And I thought I was the meaner half" the inner voice said scathingly. Once again, Roshi ignored this, but it was a little harder to this time as he knew his actions were pretty shady.

Goku looked annoyed and confused. "What's the big deal? It's just a walk."

"BE QUIET!" Bulma snapped at him. Then she groaned in defeat, "Fine, one walk. A short one, but only because I need that Dragonball in the castle. And ONLY if you succeed in putting out the fire."

"Promise!" Roshi said firmly and held out his pinky finger. "Oh, for heaven's sake! What are you, 9 years old?" the voice said exasperated. But Bulma obediently took Roshi's finger in his and shook as Roshi chanted, "Earth, Fire, Sea, Air, I declare a pinky swear!" They let go of each other's hand and headed back to the group.

"All right!" Roshi called. Let's get started!" He then walked up to a ruined wall positioned in front of the foot of the mountain. He threw of his coat revealing a very skinny and withered looking old body. This sight did not inspire much confidence in the group, even more so when he attempted to climb the wall and nearly failed. "Can someone give me a boost" he said struggling. Goku obliged, and Roshi was at last standing on the wall facing the mountain.

"My love, trade places with me!" the voice urged. "You know your current body is not suited for the technique's full recoil." Roshi grunted. "Don't be ridiculous" he mumbled so the group could not hear him. "You and I both know it's the other way around. Even though your body is always young, you can barely perform the wave at standard strength, let alone MAX power. That's why you rely on techniques such as the Moko Takashiba or Hiryu Shoten Ha when it comes to more powerful opponents." The inner voice bit back a scathing retort as he was right. Even after all these centuries, even though the male half was an old coot, the male half was still the stronger half.

Roshi began to focus, soon his body began shaking and the group watched in awe. Suddenly Roshi's skinny, bone-thin arms bulged into extremely thick muscles. Those watching let out cries of astonishment and horror, or was it awe? Roshi grunted again this time both his pectorals and abdominals instantaneously bulged out to match the size of his arms and shoulders. While it was less obvious because he was wearing loose canvas pants, his legs were bulging as well. Roshi couldn't see their faces but allowed himself a cocky grin and thought, "That's right kids, drink it in, those gym jockeys in the muscle magazines got nothing on me!"

"Focus my love!" his inner voice snapped. "The preparation is only half complete! Even if you have the strength, using this technique at MAX power requires absolute concentration!"

Roshi snorted, "I don't need you to tell me that, back seat driver" he said out of the corner of his mouth. He began to focus while moving his body in Qigong movements to help promote the flow of his ki energy. His rippling body began to glow with a white light.

"W-w-what's he doing?" said Bulma shakily.

"Ahh, amazing! It's the master's Kamehameha Wave!" said the Ox King with awe.

In the shadows the figures of Yamcha and Puar watched in amazement. Puar then spoke, "Yamcha, what's a Kamehameha? I've never heard of it."

Yamcha didn't take his eyes away from the old man but replied with excitement, "I've heard of this technique. Basically, what he's doing is gathering all the latent energy is his body, and then he's going to release it all at once! I never thought I'd ever see it in action before!"

Roshi continued to move his arms in rhythmic movements. His body was bulging with muscles and looked clumsy, yet he moved easily, and his form was graceful. Finally, he adopted a Horse stance and cupped his hands to his right side, and all the light from his body began to collect into his palms and began to chant.

"KAAAAAAA…" The light took the shape of a perfect sphere in his palms, glowing like a miniature white star.

"MEEEEEEEE..." The light glowed brighter, and the sphere doubled in size and spun rapidly, shaking in his palms as if being forced into this shape was restraining and wished to explode outward.

"HAAAAAAA…" The size of the sphere increased again and spun faster. The earth beneath their feet seemed to tremble.

"MEEEEEEEE…" The light was now so intense that the onlookers could no longer see without shielding their eyes with their arms. The orb spun so swiftly it looked like a solid ball and strained against its shape so hard to the point where even Roshi's mighty arms were shaking with effort.

"HAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Thrusting his hands forwards, the massive orb of energy was released. From his hands a solid beam of light the width of a river emanated, hurtling swiftly towards the flaming mountain. The river of light made contact with its target and suddenly the entire mountain was engulfed in an explosion of white light. A sudden powerful gust of wind from the explosion sent everyone but Roshi hurtling backwards and blinded. After a couple of minutes, the light and the noise died down, and everyone opened their eyes tentatively.

The group couldn't believe their eyes. Roshi was sitting on the wall with his back to the mountain, his body now diminished to the form of the emaciated old man. Roshi had a small handkerchief in his hand and was wiping himself off as he was sweating profusely. He breathed deep and let out a long sigh, "Well, now, not too shabby for an old coot like me, ha-ha!"

With a shaking hand Bulma pointed behind him. "But the castle its...its." she stammered.

"Hm?" inquired the old man.

The others pointed their fingers too. "It's all gone," said Chi Chi. "The castle, the mountain too, everything!"

"Huh?" Roshi turned around and let out a gasp of shock. And indeed, as they said, everything was destroyed. The castle was reduced to a pile of shattered bricks. The mountain at which it once stood atop now lay in a pile of broken rubble. On the bright side however, the fire was out, and the heavy smoke and dark clouds cleared to reveal a beautiful sunny day with a clear blue sky. "Well now," he said rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. "I guess I'm not as rusty as I thought!" Everyone face-faulted in exasperation.

"Well done my love," the voice said reluctantly. "But I wonder if you shouldn't have held back just a little bit?"

Roshi harumphed and thought back to her, "I wasn't sure if I was still capable of eliminating such a large target. If I failed, I wouldn't have enough strength left over to launch a second strike with the proper force needed." He hopped down from the wall and dawned his jacket and turtle shell. He then approached the Ox King and Chi Chi and said, "I'm sorry I went a little bit overboard. I didn't mean to destroy your home."

"Think nothing of it master!" said Ox, waving his hand placatingly. "After all, the fire was the larger problem than a castle."

"Yeah!" giggled Chi Chi. "We can always build a new one."

Goku ran up excitedly to Roshi. "That was amazing! You destroyed the whole mountain! Can you teach me how to do that?"

Roshi chuckled. "Sure kid, but it'll take you 50 years to master the Kamehameha wave."

"Aww" Goku moaned. "50 years? But I want to try it now." Looking determined, Goku approached a little red car that he, Bulma, and Oolong had been traveling in and began mimicking Roshi's movements from earlier.

"Well," Bulma said, "let's get started going through this rubble to find the Dragon ball."

After several hours of rubble shifting, and much complaining by Oolong, the gang managed to find the ball as dusk was approaching.

"Hooray!" shouted Bulma. "Now we just need one more to make our wish!"

Despite Bulma's jubilations, Goku was otherwise distracted.

"Hey Master Roshi!" he called. "Like this, right?" He cupped his hands, focused his will, and chanted, "Ka..Me..Ha..Me..HAAA!" He thrust out his hands and a beam of light no wider than the width of a telephone poll emanated from his hands. The light collided with the small car. The car did not shatter, blow up, or even catch fire. But if one looked at it in a junk yard, they would have assumed it was violently T-Boned in a traffic accident.

Everyone's eyes bulged out in shock. "What are we coming to?" breathed Roshi. "It took me 50 years to master, and he does it in about 5 hours."

"Don't be so hard on yourself love" his inner self comforted. "His wave's power output is 1/5th of what it should have been. His stance is all wrong, his focus of Ki is poor, and his molding of the energy into a sphere was non-existent. His innate talent is the only reason it worked at all. A proper wave at his level would have vaporized that car and the wall behind it." Roshi considered her assessment. A little harsh he thought, but it was accurate. But there could be no doubt the boy had potential.

"Outstanding!" Ox exclaimed. "I'd expect no less from Son Gohan's grandson!"

"What" Roshi said startled looking up at Ox. "Goku is Gohan's grandson?"

"Kyaaa!" the inner voice squealed with delight. "Gohan-kun! He was so talented and handsome back in the day!" she then suddenly turned sulky, "But you never let me play with him…"

"I should think not!" Roshi thought back sharply. "So long as we're joined in one body that was never going to happen."

"When did you become such a prude?" she pouted. "At our age and literal centuries of being a bachelor are you really so against a little experimentation?"

Once again, Roshi elected to ignore her commentary and looked at Goku again. Bulma had marched up to him and began scolding him for ruining their car. His memory finally kicked in and recalled a letter Gohan had sent him about 10 years or so ago mentioning a boy with a tail. What's more, Goku had the Power Pole he had given to Gohan as a gift on his back. He chided himself for not noticing such details earlier. The boy was good, Gohan must be training the boy himself.

Roshi walked up to Goku, interrupting his scolding from Bulma and happily asked, "So, how is Gohan? I haven't heard from him in a while."

Goku looked up at the old man sadly. "My Grandpa died a long time ago."

"What?" Roshi said thunderstruck. He looked down at the ground sadly, "I am so very sorry to hear that."

The inner voice gasped and then started wailing. "My Sweet, nooo!" Roshi's inner self had a habit of giving pet names to those she was excessively fond of. She called Roshi, "My Love" and Gohan was "My Sweet" and Ox King had been, "Twerp" but she meant it in a loving way.

After a moment of silence, he looked up and said to Goku, "Say, how would you like to come to my island and stay with me for a while?" "I could finish your training if you like. Also show you some new tricks as well."

"Really?" Goku said with excitement. "That sounds like a lot of fun! I'll come after our quest for the Dragonballs is finished!"

The others were listening in amazement and, in the shadows, Yamcha whispered. "I can't believe what I'm hearing! Master Roshi doesn't take students easily. And here I see him offer it just like that."

"This seems to be more trouble than it's worth Yamcha-sama" said Puar. Let's just give up on the Dragonballs."

Yamcha however didn't look worried, "Don't worry Puar, all we have to do is grab the little runt's tail and he's helpless! Just leave it to me…and my Wolf Fang Fist!"

Bulma had been stewing silently while Roshi talked with Goku. She finally couldn't take it any longer and snapped, "Well that's all well and good but how are we supposed to get to the last Dragonball when you just DESTROYED OUR CAR!"

"How about I give you one on mine?" said Ox. He rummaged in his pocket and brought out a Dyno Cap, pressed the button and flicked it in the air. *POOF* And before their eyes was an army green hovercraft.

"Wow! Can we really have this?" said Bulma. She got in and turned on the ignition. The vehicle hummed to life and lifted a foot above the ground. "This is so great!"

"Hold on!" Roshi said as he bonked her on the head lightly with his staff. "Your promise!"

Bulma laughed nervously and swallowed. "Oh right! The promise…just a sec." She suddenly grabbed Oolong and dashed behind a ruined wall.

Roshi waited patiently while singing to himself. "Buffalo gals won't cha come out tonight, come out tonight da doo da doe." About a minute of humming to himself while trying to ignore the malicious judgement emanating from his inner half, Bulma poked her head around the corner and called him over. Roshi was so excited he didn't even notice that her voice seemed to have gotten a bit deeper.

Roshi started talking very quickly in his excitement, "I know we only agreed to a walk, but I figure so long as you're coming to the island we could- "

"Master Roshi" interrupted Bulma in a strangely husky voice. "I have a better idea."

"Better?" he said drooling.

"You are so incredibly sexy. I just loved the way you blew up that mountain." She swooned and winked at him.

"Oh, it's just one of the things I do" he said blushingly. He was so preoccupied he couldn't hear his other self, half gagging, and half stifling laughter.

"It really got my heart beating" she said. "Can't you tell?" as she said this, she pulled down the dress covering her breasts and bared them in front of him in all their perky glory. A fountain of blood surged from Roshi's nose, and he fell down. His inner self lost all control and started laughing as hard as she could. He didn't even notice that Bulma had walked away.

After a few moments he stood up and began to walk back, not noticing that about twenty feet away Bulma was yelling at Oolong for some reason and ended with her whacking him upside the head. He was distracted because his inner self was still laughing fairly hard. "I didn't know you were so into pork, my love" she managed to wheeze.

After everyone said their goodbyes and the Dragonball gang drove off, not knowing that two thieves were following behind them. Roshi climbed back onto Gamera and prepared to take off. His inner self had calmed down and said, "You know my love, when we get back, you should add Gohan-kun's picture to our home shrine."

His smile faded and he answered aloud, "Yes, I certainly will do that." The scattered images of friends and family he was thinking of a few days ago flashed before his eyes again and he let out a sad sigh and said, "Our shrine has so many pictures already."

End of Chapter 2