Storm
We stood a few feet apart catching our breath. I looked tiredly at Gohan and he
looked at me and I nodded, we’d been working on a routine on how to finally beat
Piccolo and Goku. This time we zipped and zapped back and forward moving as fast
as we could then Gohan appeared in front of each me and we sent our attacks
out.
“Maaaaassssseeeeennnnnkkkkkkoooooo-HAAAA!!!” Gohan cried out.
I had no name for my attack but I liked it. Rings of fires like you see in the circus.
The two attacks heading towards Piccolo and Goku. Of course they dodged them but
they were surprised that we had preplanned this.
“You two will have to better than that.” Goku grinned.
I looked at Gohan I still hadn’t showed him the ultimate of my attacks. “Remember
you blind I deafen.” I smirked.
The younger boy grinned up at me and placing his hand over his forehead and using
the sun’s rays he shouted out. “SOLAR FLARE!!!”
I powered up holding both my hands outs. “SOUND BLASTER!!!”
Suddenly a blast of loud pulsing kiwi music Weta’s ‘Calling on’ shot out louder than
any speaker or sub woofer could take the level vibrating the air and Goku and Piccolo
were temporarily blinded and deafened and me and Gohan phased in and out toward
them all over the place so they couldn’t tack our power levels before sending in a
double team ki blast attack.
It was the first time we beat Goku and Piccolo and probably the only time. That
double team attack took alot out of us.
Gohan and I watched as Piccolo and Goku got up from the in dents in the ground and
they looked up at both of us. I wasn’t sure what they thought at that stage. Gohan
landed first then I did Goku shook his head and thumped the side of his head where
his ears were.
“Lee what was that attack?” He asked.
“Something I picked up from a cartoon.” I replied. ‘Thank-you Jazz you’ll always
be my number one cartoon crush.’ I thought.
Goku looked at us. “That obviously took more out of you than the solar flare did form
Gohan.” He remarked still impressed.
After that training me and Gohan never really tried that double team attack again it
was predictable but Goku told us we had to use it on the androids. Goku then spent
some time with me teaching Tien’s solar flare. Reason so I could pull the solar flare
and the sound blaster attack one after the other and use it to my advantage hoping I’d
scramble a few audio chips while I was at it. After learning the solar flare, Goku
taught me the Kame hame wav, and I finally got the hang of the instant transmission
and then I took to learning Gohan’s Masenko attack and Piccolo’s Special beam
cannon. I then paid the rest of the z fighters visits and learnt at least one move from
each of them I learnt Yamcha’s Sokidan. Tien’s Tri beam and Chaoitsu didn’t show
my his self destruct trick but he instructed me on how to use it. None of them were
any the wiser that I’d stopped focussing on the androids when I realised even as
oozaru Vegeta could beat me. I focussed on the big fish up ahead. I focussed on cell. I
found that if I focussed on getting stronger to defeat Cell then I would for sure surpass
the androids power level.
It was about two years to go till the androids would show up and I went to visit Bulma
to find her in her work lab. She was busy so I decided not to interrupt her and I
thought I’d probably go annoy Vegeta. I bounced out to the gravitron. I levitated
myself up to peek in through the window to see Vegeta training at four hundred and
thirty times gravity.
“Damn that I wouldn’t be able to stand ten.” I remarked.
“Ten times isn’t so hard.” Yamcha’s voice remarked from behind me.
I dropped down and looked at Yamcha.
“King Ki’s gravity.” He added.
I nodded. I bounced up to him and he chuckled.
“Good day huh?” He asked.
“Yeah. It’s just a chilling day for me. I’m just contemplating on incorporating all the
moves I’ve learnt in to one attack, kinda like a big bang with a flashy light show. It
should cover audio, visual and senses just in case things get rough and we need a
quick escape.” I explained.
“So you’re creating a move for a hasty retreat?” He asked me.
“No just a move for the last android I figured in stead of focussing on getting strong
enough to fight the first two androids I’ll focus on the last one. That way by the time
the first two come around my mind will be ready to fight the last one which is
stronger than the first two.” I explained.
Yamcha nodded. “We’ll you’re definitely stronger that’s for sure.”
“Yeah but I’m still not a super saiyan and I only have two years left. Maybe there isn’t
such a thing as a female super saiyan?” I sighed.
I felt Yamcha smile at me. “You’ll reach it I know you can.”
I nodded slowly and yawned. I didn’t even realise how tired I truly was until that
yawn came out.
“Hey c’mon inside I’ll show you a room where you can get some rest for a couple of
hours. Can’t have you going back fatigued.” He said and lead me inside.
I flopped on to the spare bed tiredly and I heard Yamcha chuckle. I guess I had been
running on over tired. Ergh I tend to have this bad habit of burning the wick at both
ends. Once I got used to the animated reality I started falling in to my old habits of
insomnia at night and training during the day. This was the first rest I think I was
getting. I felt my eyes close then I don’t know if I imagined it but I could of sworn I
felt Yamcha kiss me on the lips as I drifted off.
When I woke up it was dark and I walked out. Bulma smiled at me as I entered the
lounge.
“Oh hey there. Yamcha told me you were exhausted. I called Goku and let him know
you were more than likely crashing over here.” She smiled.
I nodded. “Thanks.”
I sat down on the couch next to Bulma and I watched the television as it ran through
the local news. I have always wondered what it would be like to watch television in a
world where it was a television show. I must say it’s no different than ours except the
colors aren’t as real. And like in my world I’m such a figeter I couldn’t stay still for
half an hour so I headed outside to get some fresh air.
It was already dark and I kind of contemplated going back to Goku’s place. But
nothing was drawing me there anymore nothing drawing me back to him.
“The spell worked.” I smiled to myself and I felt like some sort of celebration. “I’ve
got to check out this world’s clubbing scene most definitely.” I added to myself.
I flicked my hair over my shoulder and looked at the glow of red coming from the
gravitron. I jogged up to the capsule and I levitated myself up to the window to watch
Vegeta train. He was so fascinating with his ability to keep pushing himself.
“Man I want determination like that.” I smiled.
I lowered myself down after five minutes of watching him.
“Hey.” I heard Yamcha remark as he walked up to me as I was walking back to the
house. I smiled at him. I didn’t see him there my senses are just not the best here.
I looked at him then back to the gravitron. “Hey. How’s your training going?” I asked.
Yamcha shrugged. “It’s going.” He replied.
“How about some time off to show me round this town. I want to know what I’m
agreeing to help protect here.” I asked him.
I saw Yamcha blush. I guess I was finally getting back on my feet. Back to my normal
self from my world. Yes I flirt there’s nothing wrong with it.
“I um... heh...” He rubbed the back of his neck.
I grabbed on to his arm. “Please Yamcha... show me around.” I begged.
“ah-ha... er.. I guess it couldn’t hurt.” he replied.
I smiled. “Be right back I’m going to get something else on.” I gave him a kiss on the
cheek and jogged inside. Bad me. I guess I was working my magick a bit early.
I was bopping round the room I’d been given. Something I noticed about my powers
in this world they had increased. I smiled to myself holding up the holter top against
myself. I grinned. I could probably be this world’s strongest female fighter.
Something about that was just a real appealing.
“Well it’s not ‘Charmed’ but it will do. Now if only I had my own version of Leo.” I
smiled and got changed in to the green holter top with little blue Chinese flowers on it
and a tan mini skirt I put my hair up and then a pair of high heels and wrapped my tail
firmly about my waist. I was glad about leaving some of my clothes behind a capsule
corp and I walked downstairs. Bulma was no where in sight and I saw Yamcha walk
inside. He blinked and looked at me. I don’t think he’d ever seen me dressed up.
“I... ah... wow... Lee.” He breathed.
I jumped off the stairs and landed in front of him. “Ready?” I asked.
Yamcha nodded his cheeks blushing again. “Uh... yeah.” he almost stuttered.
‘So it’s true he is a bumbling mess round woman.’ I thought with a smile.
After he got over his nerves and realised it was just me plain old Lee. He stopped his
bumbling. I was still my normal self. Just up for some fun. I mean if you know you’re
going to die ya might as well take a load off for a couple of nights, that plus a promise
to Trunks for a quick seduction. Nothing harmless mind you. A kiss and no
more.
I was kind of upset that there was no kiwi music in the clubs we went to. But that was
expected, everytime I went clubbing I at least heard Tadpole’s ‘Alright’ or Che-Fu’s
‘Fade-Away’. But still I got Yamcha up for a dance in one of the clubs. He was
surprised by me I guess that the fact that I was saiyan and all I seemed to do was
bounce around and want to have a good time. And I could dance. Hey Latin and Hip
hop does wonders in a night club gets the guys attention most defiantly.
It must of been four am before we decided to stop the clubbing scene and Yamcha
just drove me through the streets. I sat looking at the signs and taking in the sights. I
could feel him look at me every once in a while. But we drove in silence.
“So you’re not nervous about these androids?” Yamcha spoke up as he pulled the car
up to a cliff face. He killed the engine and rested back. I think we needed some time
to sober up. When it comes to alcohol I’m bad I drink too much.
I looked over at him. “Well I don’t think so. I know what to do if I see them though
and that’s good enough for me.” I replied. “Um why are we here?” I asked.
Yamcha shrugged. “Don’t you have these sorts of places back in your world?”
I looked out the window to the cliff face over looking the ocean and I nodded.
“Yeah I remember there was this one place I went to. A cliff face and stuff that was
cut off by wire and against my mother’s wishes I went right up to the edge of the cliff
climbing over the barrier and I sat down on the cliff face and watched the sunset. I did
this for a few days before capturing it on camera and then again on a sketch
pad.”
“Well how about we watch the sunrise then?” He asked me. “You ever seen
one?”
I shook my head and chuckled. “No my lazy ass isn’t out of bed till eleven am
normally.”
“Well we got about two hours to kill before it comes up.” He said.
I looked at Yamcha. I looked to the cliff this was like some sort of cliche section
you’d find in a horror. The car parked in a secluded spot. A couple in the car.
‘Now lets see what one of the seven rules of horror applies to this situation?’ I
thought to myself. I think my drunk mind wanted to put the horror theory to test.
‘Oooooh I know the walk through the forest...’ I thought.
“We could go for a walk just round the area.” I remarked.
Yamcha looked at me. I think I felt myself blushing suddenly it was one of those
moments where you either expect the guy to lean over and kiss you or for him to start
the car up drive you home and go ‘I’ll call you.’
But instead Yamcha got out of the car and he opened my door and I got out.
He took his jacket off and put it on me. Man the guys in this dimension are so
educated in this sort of thing. I felt him put his arm around me as we started to go for
a walk. He didn’t even lock up his car. Weird I guess cars didn’t get jacked here.
So we went for a walk across the cliff edge just not to close. I looked over the edge.
Strange how the height thing kicks in. I can fly yet when it comes to edges and cliffs I
still have that fear there. Yet not while I’m flying. Oh well I’m only human, or part
human now... at least in this world. I felt Yamcha turn me to face him.
“Do you have anyone in your world waiting for you? Like this Andy guy?” He
asked.
I shook my head. “He’s getting married to his highschool girlfriend.”
“Just checking.” He replied.
I looked at Yamcha. “Why?”
He let out a sigh. “I don’t know it’s just I think me and Bulma we’re... drifting apart.
And I think I’m getting too old for saving the world. I’d like to settle down but it’s-”
Yamcha stopped he looked pretty depressed.
“Vegeta.” I replied.
Yamcha looked at me. “You noticed too huh?” He asked.
I nodded. “Yeah she really likes him.”
“We broke up tonight.” Yamcha replied.
I looked at Yamcha. “Wha? Why?” I asked, sure Trunks had told me but he didn’t
give me a date. But as if he could. He hadn’t even been thought of.
“While you were sleeping.” He replied.
“But Bulma she seemed no different.” I remarked. “Yet again I ask why?”
Yamcha looked at me. “You know.” He replied.
I nodded slowly. ‘So Trunks was right?’ I thought. ‘But this is too
soon.’
“Oh man I had no idea I shouldn’t of dragged you out.” I frowned.
“No it’s okay.” He replied.
I was silent I wasn’t quiet so sure what to think for a while.
“I need to know do you feel the same?” He asked me.
“Well I don’t know what I feel. I know for sure though, you’re a really hot guy, super
strong, nice biceps and I like those scars. But my age it’s like ten years difference.” I
replied hoping not to offend him.
“Does age really matter to you?” He asked.
I shrugged. “Not where I come from I’ve dated guys from sixteen years to forty. Age
don’t mean a thing I just thought here it might.” I remarked.
I felt Yamcha’s arm slid round my waist as he pulled me up and our lips meet.
‘Wait a minute I thought I was suppose to seduce him.’ I thought briefly.
The kiss lingered and I didn’t pull back.
‘I’m just a school girl, living in a fantasy world. Now I’m out spoken... Walked
around for a couple of years, trying to convince myself, if there was a plan that I was
to understand it...’
When the kiss broke I was stunned. ‘What no mourning period for a break
up?’
I touched my lips lightly and looked up at Yamcha. He looked at me nervously. I
guess he’d just done his first bold move with a woman ever. I smiled up at him and
grabbed him by the collar pulling him down and kissing him again. I felt his hand run
across the back of my neck the other arm still wrapped round my waist. Why I did
that? I don’t know. I always wondered what it would be like after what Trunks said. I
think he purposely did that. Said that so I would think of Yamcha in that way. My
alternative future self obviously didn’t really care about anyone but her child but she
must of at one stage cared for Yamcha to make a runner with the baby for it’s
safety.
When I pulled back I looked at him and touched the scar on his cheek.
“How inappropriate of me.” I grinned up at him.
“So you feel the same?” He asked.
“Well lets say you’ve pushed my ‘what if’ buttons to be curious about my future.” I
replied.
He smiled. I took his arm an looked at his watch. “Well we have an hour to kill so lets
say we kill it back at the car.” I lead Yamcha back to his car.
The poor guy was nervous as heck. I think I was too. Usually I’m a shy person. But I
blame the alcohol running in my system at that moment makes me bolder and
possibly more stupider to realise that the guy didn’t even have time to go through the
after procedures of a break up.
I remember opening the door to the back seat and getting in pulling Yamcha with me.
Did I care about his feelings at this stage. I have this big habit of not being able to
control myself when I’m drunk or partly intoxicated. Usually I have Chhaya to pull
me back to my senses before I end up going home with a strange man I just meet. But
this was Yamcha I’d known him what? About a year. So he wasn’t a strange man.
I pulled him down till he was hovering over me and I grabbed his collar pulling him
down to kiss me. Did he back up did he run away? No c’mon what man would?
The entire back seat thing in an animated reality I was so breaking the perfection rule
here turning this in to a warped version of the Pleasentville movie.
I slipped out of Yamcha’s jacket hanging it over the back seat. I pulled his shirt off, I
ran a hand across his scars I’d never actually slept with a guy who had battle scars
before. Guys with tattoos, guys who smoked, guys out of my own racal circle. Yes.
Why? Cause damn they were cute and I was drunk. Bad me and I was doing it again. I
saw Yamcha look down at me his hand sliding under the small of my back.
“We shouldn’t.” He breathed.
“Who’s going to know? Seriously. You and me here. This involves no one else and
they don’t need to know. I’m not gunna say anything if you won’t.” I replied.
I felt Yamcha’s hand pull at the string at the back of my holter top undoing it and he
pulled it clean off. I pulled him down kissing him. His other hand travelling up my
stomach, then running over my breasts. I couldn’t help but groan. A year without any
man touching me. I guess I was going crazy. Yamcha’s tongue probing in my mouth it
was as if every part of me was aching for that something. He pulled back looking
down at me.
“Lee you’re drunk I can’t.” He breathed.
“Oh puh-lease, you’re drunk too.” I pulled him down again.
“If you change your mind just say so.” He whispered.
He then began to trail kisses down my neck to my shoulder blade. I was being such an
Ann Campbell in this world or was I just looking for love? Finding it in the only man
available. Yamcha’s lips made their was down to my breasts where he started to nip
at the peaks while his hand moved down and pulled off my mini skirt. Usually this
would be the part where I would snap out of it and realise the bad move of this all.
My mind just wanted somebody it’s strange knowing that for a year you can live with
someone ya love only to know that they will never touch you or love you in the way
both of you used to or continued to want to. Part of me realised that it still wanted
Goku, that it was willing to let me seduce one of his friends to get his possible
attention. and my usual snapping out of it part came true I stopped suddenly.
“I. I. I can’t.” Yamcha looked at me I seemly began to freak because a half drunk man
who’s lead on then denied usually gets a bit angry.
“Then we won’t.” He just whispered back at me.
I pulled myself to the moment of now the dread of realisation that Bulma would kill
me it hadn’t even been one day and I was already dragging her half drunk ex in to the
back seat with me. I then felt Yamcha’s lips touch mine as he kissed me I don’t know
why but then I felt something in that kiss, like we were both realising we were
sobering up, so why not make something of it. I kissed him back.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered against his lips. “It’s just-” I sighed.
“You’re in love with someone else.” He finished.
“Well no... ah yes, ah no, ooooh I don’t know.” I frowned. “I shouldn’t be.”
“It’s okay. At least we’re sober enough to realise the consequences of our
actions.”
I looked at Yamcha. Was that what had happened in Trunks world had I seduced
Yamcha in drunken jealousy that Goku would notice. I sat up slowly.
Yamcha touched the side of my face and I sighed.
“I could of gotten pregnant.” I whispered.
Yamcha looked at me and he nodded. “Yeah I didn’t think anything would come of
this. But I guess we both just needed somebody.”
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t of lead you on. I’m not usually like that.” I apologised.
Yamcha’s lips kissed mine. “It’s okay honestly Lee. If you didn’t want it I wasn’t
going to force you.”
‘Ha eat that you Yamcha haters he isn’t an abusing jerk!’ I thought
proudly.
When the time came we got back in to the clothes we’d shed and we watched the sun
rise. Sitting on the hood of Yamcha’s car we watched as the animated sun rose up
from behind the animated ocean that rippled and sparkled with the light. Ever seen an
animated sunrise? It doesn’t look real not as good as the original but this sun rise was
like pure living and moving artwork it was still breathless in it’s own way.
After that Yamcha left me his jacket and dropped me off at Capsule Corp. My body
was actually aching a year without anybody. Was I still hooked on Goku? I didn’t
know. As I walked in I saw Vegeta was up getting himself breakfast. I knew then I
couldn’t live in Capsule Corp.
Vegeta and me don’t go together well. He likes to beat me till I’m unconscious on
some strange unpopulated island just so he can better his skills... jerk.
“Morning.” I said.
“Hmph.” He grunted and poured himself some orange juice.
Now Vegeta and orange juice, as unbelievable as it is that’s what he had. I don’t
know why but he always seemed like a coffee person to me. But no he didn’t like the
stuff. I don’t blame him. I hate Coffee myself it smells better than it tastes and it
tastes terrible.
I got myself a morning fruit drink and skulled it. I felt Vegeta’s presence right behind
me. I looked over my shoulder and he smirked at me.
“So you found a replacement for Kakarott huh?” He asked.
I put my glass down. “No we are just friends going out for a night. Nothing
more.”
“Our training will still continue girl. I’m almost a super saiyan and when I am. I will
challenge you in your oozaru witch form.” Vegeta remarked.
“Not now super saiyan...” I drooled knowing quiet well Vegeta wasn’t. “I’m tired
Vegeta.” I whined.
Vegeta smirked. “I bet you are, but what you see in Kakarott and these pathetic
earthlings is beyond me.” he assumed I had slept with Yamcha.
“Oh get over yourself NOTHING HAPPENED!!!.” I growled and walked out of the
room slamming the door. I then walked to the room was staying in and I flopped on
the bed and pulled my shoes off and crawled under the covers tired and
grumbling.
When I got up in the afternoon I had a quick shower and got changed in to a long
sleeved blue V neck top and red sports three quarter shorts with the white strip down
the side and in to a pair of sneakers. I went wandering out and stopped as I heard
Yamcha and Bulma speaking in the lounge.
They had obviously gotten back together and I cringed it was so hard to tell with those
two when they were together and when they were apart.
“So that’s it you’re just friends?” Bulma asked.
“Yeah I’m sorry I got mad at you yesterday it’s just- I guess I’m jealous of you and
Vegeta.” I heard Yamcha sigh.
“And I got jealous of Lee.” Bulma added.
I blinked. ‘Jealous of me?’ I thought.
“Saiyan’s huh.” I heard Yamcha chuckle. “This could be a test ya know like all
couples go through to test the strength of their relationship.” he added.
“Yeah you know I think we should try and get Vegeta and Leona together. Last of
their kind and all. It would be best.” I heard Bulma say.
I backed away from the door. I was going to get out of there I grabbed my bag
throwing my stuff in to it and I wrote a note and jumped out the window landing in
the back yard. Did I just feel like a teenager again? Yes most definitely by sneaking
out and running away.
I let out a sigh of relief. “There ain’t no way they’re playing match matcher with me I
got that enough at home.” I grumbled and walked away from the house looking back
over my shoulder to see that they weren’t going to come out. And with my lack of
attention where I was going I walked straight in to Vegeta.
Vegeta looked down at me. “Uhhhh... gotta go.” I said stepping round Vegeta.
“You’re not the only one who heard them girl.” Vegeta remarked.
I stopped and turned round and looked at Vegeta. “So what do you think?”
“I think I’d rather die than be mated with a bit of Kakarott’s.” Vegeta replied.
I let out a sigh of relief. “You hate me that much huh?” I asked.
Vegeta smirked. “If Kakarott hadn’t of touched you first-” He began.
“Oh get over your pride Vegeta. Where I come from no body really gives a damn so
long as there is love there.” I growled.
“Emotions like that are weak girl.” Vegeta remarked casually.
“If they’re so weak then how did they help Goku reach super saiyan?” I
challenged.
I saw Vegeta smirk at me. “There are more ways than one to become a super
saiyan.”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes well you go find that way. I’m going to go train with Goku I’m
going to get him to teach me how to go super saiyan. You see unlike you I don’t let
my pride get in my way... least not too much.” I added and began to walk off.
“We will meet tonight for training girl and I do not take no for an answer.”
I nodded. “Fine then we’ll train.” I added before powering up and flying off back to
Goku’s. Part of me was sure Yamcha and Bulma had seen our talk and if those two
were planning on hooking us up then they we’re going to get another thing coming.
I told Trunks I was going to help Vegeta and Bulma find each other. That I would do.
I just had to find a way Vegeta and Bulma had to get together shortly for
Trunks...
I arrived at Goku’s I think they were finally getting used to me taking off for a while
then coming back. I saw Piccolo and Gohan sparring in the sky with Goku watching
on nodding there was one thing I must say. Goku was defiantly impressed with
Gohan’s abilities. Goku looked over and saw me hoovering in the air he flew over and
looked at me.
“Hey Lee so how did last night go? You train with Vegeta again?” He asked.
I shook my head. “Nah I went out with Yamcha.”
Goku looked at me and he smiled I felt myself blush. “No it wasn’t a date.” I
added.
Goku looked at me. “So it’s happened?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No I think it backfired. Because Bulma and Yamcha want to set
me up with Vegeta. So when I heard that I took off as fast as I could.”
Goku laughed. “You don’t like Vegeta much do you?”
I looked at Goku. “Oh it’s not that I don’t like him. I do. I actually like him a whole
lot. He’s really impressive his power and his keep going attitude. It’s just that I have
to act like I hate him so he thinks there’s no hope in Hel he has a chance with me and
he’ll end up with Bulma.” I replied.
Goku nodded. “I get it.”
“But we’re meeting tonight for training again.” I replied.
“Becareful Lee. Vegeta isn’t used to the word no much.”
“Well sure he is but it’s more like ummm... No please don’t. No don’t kill me.” I said
impersonating Robert De Niro’s Marfia character from the movie Analyse This.
Goku looked at me and he smiled. “Well c’mon shall we go see if we can make you a
super saiyan.” He said and flew off. I powered up and followed him.
Goku and I landed in the depth of a forest and Goku began to lead me somewhere and
I followed him looking around. At least it was still within my element. “I wonder if I
could tap in to my wiccan powers to help me become a super saiyan.” I wondered out
loud staring up at the tree tops.
Goku looked over his shoulder at me and he stopped walking I walked straight in to
his back and he looked at me.
“What are your wiccan powers I’ve seen you can do spell’s but I haven’t seen your
powers.” he remarked.
I looked at Goku. “Oh you know the norm elemental control when emotionally upset.
I can just create earth quakes and stuff but I prefer not to. People die in those and
that’s not nice for innocence to die just cause I get in a bad mood.”
Goku nodded. “Anything else?” He asked.
“I can just levitate and see the future. Iris and Chhaya get the cool powers like
Telekinesis and the ability to freeze time. Oh no wait I have super speed. But that’s
cause you taught me so that doesn’t really count.”
Goku smiled and he sat down on a bolder and I sat down next to him. “Well we might
tap in to this emotional thing first.. When I became a super saiyan. I was in what you
call an emotional high. So first of all I want you to picture you’re worst enemy
hurting those you love... This will be our starting point.” Goku explained.
To Be Continued...
