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Bulma knew she was massively overreacting. But Puar had hit one of her trigger buttons. Bulma was very self-conscious about her weight. Hell, Bulma knew she had even lost a little weight recently, what with forgetting meals while working on her scientific projects.

Not that they needed to know that…. Master Roshi's head suddenly popped up from where it had been previously held in deep thought.

Bulma turned to her friends' old sensei, cocking her head to the side. Bulma was just about ready to agree, when a thought passed through her mind.

Yeah, he'll give me boost all right Bulma thought darkly. She gave the old pervert a baleful glare. He began to back away slowly. Eh, maybe? I'm the one she threatened to make into breakfast earlier!

The trio began to argue amongst themselves, with Launch still behind them, concerned at how quickly things seemed to have gotten out of hand.

Bulma continued to stew, her mind racing, frustrated by the fact that she couldn't quite reach the balloon. Ugh, why is everyone so useless!?

Damn it, where are Tien or Yamcha when you really need them? Hell, I would even take Goku. I bet he could use his Power Pole, at least, even if he would be too short to reach it.

Her mind was so focused on finding a solution that she never even noticed when a tall figure stopped behind her, reached up, and grabbed the balloon from where it was stuck on the branch.

When the figure spoke, she was caught completely off-guard. Bulma quickly turned around, and saw before her a tall young man dressed in a blue tunic shirt and a pale yellow gi.

His face was covered by an umbrella, but Bulma had a sneaking suspicion that it would prove quite pleasant to look at, judging by the jawline she could see under the umbrella.

There was a sash around his chest, which appeared to be holding a staff on the young man's back. Huh, that staff almost looks like… Nah, it must just be imagination.

Meanwhile, Oolong, Puar and Master Roshi had finally stopped their squabbling and also turned to face the newcomer.

Bulma at first started to answer in the negative, but something about the way the young man was standing sparked a level of familiarity in Bulma.

Why do I feel like I've meet him before? The man laughed. It was bright and clear, and intensely pleasant, filled with warmth and obvious affection, completely void of meanness and mockery.

I've only heard one person laugh like that, Bulma thought, but… it couldn't be…. How could I possibly forget my oldest friend?

Where are Krillin and the others? I was hoping to see them before the tournament starts! It can't be anyone else! It has to be…. The rest of group gave shocked exclamations at Bulma's pronouncement, but Bulma felt quite certain she was correct.

For the first time, she heard a slight hesitation in the young man's voice. Who else would I be? But how? He hadn't grown a single inch in all our adventures together before!

Bulma thought, remembering the boy she had come to know so well. She felt a slight tug at her pants. Bulma looked down, and saw the little girl looking up at here with an expectant expression on his face.

Now, go find your parents, okay? The drops into the puddles around her seemed to be slowing down. As the finally stopped, he withdrew his umbrella.

For the first time, Bulma could see him clearly. The first thing that stood out was, well, the hair.

Bulma took a moment to fully appraise her old friend's new appearance. He… he really grew up! He had grown significantly in the past three years.

If she had to guess, he was probably taller than Yamcha now, though she suspected Tien might still have an inch or two on him. The muscles on his arms were wiry, but taut and toned attractively.

Bulma looked into her friend's face, and when she did, her breath caught in her chest. Her first instinct about the looks of the young man had been correct.

Goku had developed into a remarkably handsome man. His face no longer carried the softness of youth. His cheeks and jaw were well-defined and striking.

But it's his eyes… Bulma thought, his eyes are still filled with the innocence and life that he had as a child.

Tears began running down her face, but her face broke into a massive smile as Bulma charged toward the young man.

Goku gave a grunt of surprise as the woman collided with him with surprising force. This feels…strange , Bulma thought as she spun through the air in Goku's arms.

Being held in Goku's embrace… it was a feeling she never expected to feel. From the day they had met, Bulma had always been taller.

But, it also seems right, she thought. Goku's arms were strong, his embrace warm. Bulma wanted him to never let go.

Her eyes locked with his for a moment, and Bulma felt a surge travel through her body, an electricity like she had never felt before.

Goku stopped spinning, but continued to hold her for a moment, almost as if he didn't want the moment to end either.

Bulma was the first to speak. Slowly the pair broke away from the embrace. Bulma could feel the heat in her cheeks from a furious blush.

Oh, Kami, what in the world was that? I mean, sure I missed him, but that was… a little excessive. She suddenly saw Goku's gaze focused on her face, a concerned look on his face.

What is he looking at? What happened?! Let me wipe it off! Goku moved forward with his thumb to wipe the lipstick off Bulma's face.

And instantly, Bulma's temper was re-triggered. Bulma sighed, still irritated at the denseness of the man who just absolutely proved he was Goku, but also at herself.

Really, Bulma? You just had a lovely if odd moment with him, and now you are already biting his head off because he didn't know what lipstick is?

Lipstick is something girls wear to make themselves look pretty. Goku got a confused look on his face. Why would you need to wear something like that?

Bulma felt herself begin blushing again. He thinks I'm pretty? Why does that thought make me so happy? Master Roshi walked up beside her, and gave Goku an appraising look.

Looks like you finally grew up a bit, eh? Goku began scratching his head in the way he always did. I sure did! It happened a few months into training with Kami!

As the others began crowding around Goku, Bulma began to consider her reaction to Goku's return. What is going on?

Why am I acting like I am with Goku? I'm acting like a school girl with a crush… And I certainly don't feel like that about Goku.

She paused at that thought. I mean, I don't think I do. She took another look at the fighter, now showing off for Puar and Oolong.

My god, he did become quite handsome, though. She couldn't help but look at his tightly wound muscles, and his wonderfully masculine face.

I mean, he kind of looks like the kind of man I've always dreamed about, and I know he's a good person. We've always had fun travelling together….

Turning around, Bulma saw four familiar figures walking up towards them, the sun beginning to cast a reddish glow as it set in the west.

Krillin, Chiatzou, Tien Shinhan, and Yamcha had arrived. Well, the gang's all here, now. As the quartet walked up, Krillin saw Goku, and his eyes opened with shock.

Is that you?! Goku's face broke into a massive smile at the sound of his friend's voice. I'm so glad to see you! A part of me always worried that you didn't actually come back after the wish, but Kami assured me that you were alive!

Right, Bulma thought. Goku hasn't actually seen Krillin since he was resurrected. Goku had pretty much gone straight to training with Kami after fighting King Piccolo.

It had been there, upon Kami's Lookout atop Korrin Tower, that the Dragon Balls had been restored, and everyone killed by King Piccolo and his men returned to life.

Goku is a lot of people's best friend , Bulma mused. You sure have gotten bigger! Krillin's face dropped at that statement. I had no idea that I'm still really short.

No one's ever pointed that out to me…" Krillin looked pointedly at Yamcha, who simply began to laugh. Bulma also grinned.

He never misses a chance to take a crack at Krillin's height. I'm trying to have a moment, here," Krillin yelled back.

So, I just want to say, thanks Goku. I wouldn't be here without you, buddy! Goku's look turned serious.

I knew I had to bring you back. It was just… wrong. You and everybody else who was killed by King Piccolo. You all deserved better.

Bulma saw Yamcha grin, and knew he couldn't resist the perfect setup he had just been gifted. Tien strode up to Goku, and Bulma saw she had been correct, the tall warrior still had a couple of inches on Goku.

I can't wait to see how far you've come since the last time we fought! At that, Goku matched Tien's grin with one of his own.

I look forward to seeing how strong you've gotten Tien! Seeing that look of serious determination and excitement on Goku's face brought back memories for Bulma.

I first saw it here, she thought. He lives for fighting, for proving himself. When he's here, he gets to do what he loves most.

She found herself getting lost looking into Goku's dark eyes, as he began to speak with Chiaotzu about his training. Meanwhile, Krillin had given up on chasing Yamcha, and rejoined the conversation.

Goku is in his element. He looks so happy. But… why does that make me so happy? Suddenly, she became aware of someone looking at her.

She turned, and saw Yamcha giving her a pointed look, and a knowing smile. He then turned and walked toward Goku, and began to speak with him, as well.

The group of five fighters began to walk over to the desk, the colors of the dying light of the setting sun casting them in a heroic light.

The way the witching light bounced off Goku made him look even more handsome. Bulma again found herself staring at her friend, and feeling an electricity move through her body.

The group of companions began walking to the box office, but Bulma stood where she was, continuing to look at Goku, unwilling to let him out of her sight until he was behind the wall of the arena.

Oolong called out to her. We need to get tickets and make sure we get good seats! Bulma finally moved to catch up with the rest of her friends, but her mind continued to focus on figure of Goku, walking with strength and purpose, illuminated by evensun.

It was a difficult image to erase from her mind. Oh, Kami, she thought, her heart beating rapidly as she considered everything that had happened in the last few minutes.

Life just got a lot more complicated Story Story Writer Forum Community. AU: Sometimes, you discover the one you've known the longest is the one who knows you best.

Anyway, onto what you are all here for: A Brief New World! In someone else? I mean, it's pretty obvious. She loved the old man dearly, but certainly wouldn't live with him… Bulma ran up to the Master of the Turtle School of martial arts, and gave him a big hug.

I think you've grown even lovelier since we last saw each other! Do you need some help getting that down? Not that they needed to know that… Master Roshi's head suddenly popped up from where it had been previously held in deep thought.

How do you know my name? I've only heard one person laugh like that, Bulma thought, but… it couldn't be… "Of course I know your name, Bulma!

It has to be… …"Goku…? The young man looked up at the sky. It was black, spikey, and unkempt. And exactly in the way Goku's always was!

He laughed, pointing at his wild hair. There was no doubt in her mind anymore. This is Goku! Softly, she heard Goku's reply whispered into her ear. What's lipstick?

We've always had fun travelling together… "Looks like we're the last ones to get here," a familiar voice said behind her.

I wish I was half the man you are. Seeing her friend weakly shrug when his eyes sadly met hers made her recoil. When she turned to see the young friend of Goku's return to the present, she realized just what kind of predicament he was in.

Seeing tears well up in her eyes, he scratched the back of his head, trying to think of a way to reconcile, "I really like you, Chi-Chi, but I never thought about marrying you.

I don't even know what it means to have a bride. Maybe some day, when I thought it over, I can decide who I'd want to marry but not now.

Does that make any sense? His brows sweated as he watched her snap kick the wall apart, clearing her a path out of the stadium.

Without even turning around she walked out of the ring and never looked back. Even as the announcer comically recovered from the breakup the two had, he declared Goku the absolute winner.

He had to be coaxed into moving from the spot he stared after his friend's retreat, hanging his head with confusion as he returned back to his sideline.

Sighing, she looked up into the sky, finishing her thoughts as the next set of combatants were announced, " I hope you find someone to love, tough guy.

I really do. And so, the fated day between two rivals in the making made their way to the ring. Tension filled the air so palpable that experienced fighters could feel electricity dancing between the two opponents.

It wouldn't be too long till that was taken literally, with their fight beginning with a series of dizzying bouts of leaps, dashes, and somersaults as their attacks hit their marks repeatedly.

The battle was perhaps the fiercest one Bulma and the rest of Goku's friends had ever bore witness to. People ran in fear from the reincarnated King Piccolo, having declared his return to satisfy his urge to feed on everyone's dread.

This thankfully kept them from being harmed by the arena's destruction later on in the fight. With Kami safely coughed out of the deadly Majunior, Goku fought with no holds bar against the emerald skinned enemy.

Even weathered it appeared that the Turtle Schooler had an advantage over the Demon King. When the latter used his most powerful attack to topple nearly everything on the island's surface it was to his and everyone's surprise that his loathsome nemesis was still standing.

Through a bout of trickery the evil Piccolo Jr. He convinced himself that victory was his when landing an explosive blast of Ki where the ground prone warrior was.

But in a surprising turn of events, Goku sailed himself through the air and landed a devastating headbutt, beating his enemy into submission and unconsciousness.

During the aftermath, he showed a moment of mercy to his enemy and enabled him the medical aid that he himself had been given.

While Piccolo Jr. Despite being against this decision, Kami believed Goku to possess more wisdom and prowess than he ever could.

When he offered his own title to his disciple, he was immediately rejected, with the Turtle Schooler taking off into the sky on his Nimbus Cloud.

For Bulma Briefs, that was a year ago. And our tale resumes on another fateful day with an encounter of a different kind.

One that would change her life forever. It had been another long day for the daughter of the brilliant Dr. Having spent part of the day burrowed in books about hypothetical forms of interstellar travel to different modes of attaining cleaner and more purified energy, she spent the next part of it cruising through downtown.

She wanted some excitement, someone to share her experiences with or just to have a good time. What did she find instead? In her youth, she had went on grandiose adventures that few girls her age could have even dreamed partaking.

From the many attempts on her life -or what she'd like to imagine as her pure desirable body- to searching for a way to save the world when not spectating at a Tournament, nothing she found was particularly satisfying her curiosity or urge to explore.

Even the average man who many average young women could consider hunks were nothing but brainless and had little excitement in store beyond their fancy cars to polished smiles.

She tried making her relationship with Yamcha work, but as she soon found out, not every first try pays off. The memories were all too clear for her, finding him profiting off his talents in the business industry through offering his skills through a number of mediums.

She almost busted the radio in her cabin when she heard a ridiculous song being sung by him, making her sick. It was only a matter of time that their relationship became more obligatory than desired, making her leave him one day in a screaming fit that was more than enough of a wake up call to the scar faced ex-bandit.

It didn't take long for her to see the quaint neighborhood that her house and headquarters of Capsule Corps had taken residence within. She was glad that they had installed a subterranean entrance that led to another part of the city on a sub level, otherwise she'd find herself lacking a parking space in her own driveway.

She wondered why her father didn't install that feature sooner, though it certainly didn't bother him or her lackadaisical mother till she brought it up.

Puffing up at her bangs, she felt ground-based vehicle bounced slightly at the change in elevation before veer back to a halt.

Exiting the car, she grabbed her purse and headed to the house with a huff. The sight of her blonde mother with a squinted smile greeted her, forcing a grin to her own face.

You look like you could use some. Following her in, the two passed through the circular corridor to the kitchen where the scent of coffee was in the air.

Sitting back in a chair around the table was her father, puffing one a pipe while looking through the newspaper.

Their footsteps would sound their arrival, allowing the mustached scientist to look up with a smile on his face,"Bulma, nice to see you.

How was the trip in town? Pulling stem from his lip with one hand, he lowered the paper with the other to feel more engaged with the conversation.

Watching his wife leave their daughter's side, he continued from where they left off, "Nothing really that exciting downtown compared to your tour of the world, hm?

Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms and paced in front of the table. After the third turn, she stopped, looking outside of the window view of the neatly trimmed lawn outside of the kitchen.

Squinting her eyes, she sighed, and murmured out, "So dull. Gesturing outward, with one hand while propping the back of the other on her hip, she repeated in detail, "This, out there, in this city is so dull.

Nothing is that amazing downtown, none of the guys seem that thrilling, and old knots that were unfastened don't know when to stop trying to retie what's gone.

You're already showing enough promise to surpass my intellect in a decade or so. If you really buckled down, you could show a lot of latent talent in the field of science.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she leaned on her left foot while her brows knitted forward into a frustrated frown, "I'd rather not be confined to a claustrophobic space working on advanced formulas that may or may not advance society further.

Looking down at her feet, she shuffled on the soles of her shoes with indecision. When the words came to her, her eyes remained trained on the top of her feet while she explained, "I guess I guess I felt most alive when I went adventuring across the world.

I know you and mom weren't excited about me leaving, after Tights had left not too long before that, but I don't regret a single second. The hunt for the Dragon Balls was one of the best times of my life.

Every quest after that just felt more rewarding and continued to fascinate me what I learned about the world.

Back here I feel like I'm a bird in a cage, desperately trying to get back out into the sky. Placing the pipe back into his mouth, the older man took a few puffs before exhaling noisily.

Grasping the paper back up, he flipped through a few pages and stretched it out before his gaze. After a few long seconds, he chose to mumble out loud, "Perhaps a year without him can be a bit boring.

Training his gaze sideways, he kept the paper at eye level while studying his grown girl's reaction.

I think most of the enjoyment you had back then came with the fact you met a strange yet very nice young man. Someone like that is rare to find in this world, even among a host of other acquaintances.

I'd daresay he may be even be the kind of friend who would love to go adventuring with you if you only asked.

Giggling, the blonde woman clasped her hands to the side and leaned against it with a single cheek. Had quite a healthy appetite too. Goodness, if he ever came out of the blue here he'd clean me out of all the pantries!

Briefs said with a chuckle as he looked at an article regarding the weather. As his eyes barely traced over it before looking at another collection of words, he mentioned offhandedly, "I've practically seen all of Bulma's friends in the news to some extent.

But not once in a year since the Tournament have I laid eyes on him. Funny, I didn't picture the lad as a reclusive sort.

Briefs asked with a turn of the head, unaware of Bulma's chugging of the warm dark liquid. Briefs stated with a shrug, looking at an article with an infamous blonde sporting a pair of ridiculously large guns.

A loud exhale following the finishing of a cup of coffee, Bulma swiftly handed the mug back to her mother before walking quickly away.

Before leaving the kitchen entirely, she looked over her shoulder and smiled excitedly as she shouted, "I've decided I want to get some fresh air for a few days.

Just thought to let you know before I've headed out. She had just gotten back and now she was leaving? She looked on enquiringly as her back shrunk with her exit around the corridor hall.

When she disappeared, she looked over with a confused smile on her face, "that's peculiar. What do you suppose has come over her?

Smiling with a glint of knowing in his eyes, Dr. Briefs puffed another cloud of smoke from his lips over the paper.

Turning his gaze at his beloved, he made sure to grin reassuringly up at her, "She just needs to get out of the cage of society for a bit, honey.

Don't worry about her. If our big girl was able to handle herself all those years ago, I'm sure she can handle another trip. It didn't take too long for her to get everything she wanted.

Various supplies meant for camping or long treks as she had years before were properly capsuled. Placed within the interior pockets of her purple high collared, unbuttoned Capsule Corps jacket, it made it easy to just pick and choose what she wanted to wear.

A sleeveless grey tank top wrapped over a black sports bra was complemented by a pair of dark blue shorts that only covered the top of her thighs.

Her cyan and white shoes were the best pair she could find on short notice, finishing her dress attire for the trip. Taking the more off-road hover car for the quest she had in mind, she set her sights on Mount Paozu.

So many years had passed since she had climbed that mountain, both figuratively and literally. She was a naive young child who only had a small assortment of tools to get a seemingly impossible task done when she went into the vast wilderness.

It boggled her mind how things turned out the way they did, instead of the way she planned. Her mind reeled with nostalgia as the sights of suburban houses and tall skyscrapers were replaced with woodland landscape to rolling hills.

Hours passed as she drove further into the vicinity she had mapped out where she met the boy, long ago. Making extra sure not to hit a stray rock or a tree, the man-made trail placed in the mountain was hardly the best to drive uphill but she had little choice.

It wasn't until she thought she missed her goal that a passing deer raced by her car, missing the fender by inches. What she didn't miss was a blurring figure of orange and black, causing her head to nearly ram into the steering wheel as her whole body lurched forward with the car.

The audible crack of metal meeting body caused her breath to hitch and her eyes to widen. Unbuckling quickly, she stepped out of her vehicle in a mad scramble to see what she just struck.

When she caught sight of a grown man on his haunches, laughing sheepishly, she couldn't help but gape then glare angrily.

Sorry," Goku apologized lightheartedly as he stood upright, dusting himself off from hitting the ground. Pointing forward then to the dented hood of her car, he explained readily, "I was just racing this deer I found in the woods.

I didn't figure anyone would drive up here so I was sticking lower to the ground in order to catch up. I guess I should have payed closer attention, huh?

Had this been absolutely anyone else, a car crash would probably have killed them, or at least left them with some very nasty scars. Only Goku could walk such a thing off, and rather than be angry, she found herself laughing weakly in exasperation.

Wiping a small, laughter-induced tear from her eye, she walked over to Goku, smiling. Rather than be angry that he'd been hit by her car, he found it amusing; refreshing, even, given how they'd met like this for the first time several years ago.

Then again, you've never stopped. I always manage to squeeze some training in when I've got the time," Goku sheepishly chuckled. After a few moments of him looking to her, to the ruined vehicle, and down to the ground, his gaze slowly returned back to Bulma as he shuffled his feet apprehensively, "So, since you went through the trouble of coming up here We haven't seen each other in awhile, and I can give you something to eat.

Bulma cast a glance at her car; the entire front of the vehicle was totaled, bent inwards as if she'd collided with a tree instead of a human.

Walking towards the mangled vehicle, she moved her hands along the sides until she found a button; pressing it, the vehicle reverted, with a loud POP!

Turning back around with the collapsed vehicle in hand, she nodded with sheepish agreement, though suppressed a smile for the thoughts that followed, " My car may be The strange duo proceeded to walk down the forested path that led towards the upper half of Mt.

Civilization was the furthest thing from this remote wilderness, but this had always been Goku's preference. Even after having garnered some social skills and intelligence during his training with Kami and Mr.

Popo, Goku had to admit, he liked a hermit kind of life much better than that of the bustling city. It even started out like this, didn't it?

But, despite the similarities, there were a few differences. Now, Goku was more than willing to welcome Bulma to come back with him, while he did it as a child out of obligation, and Bulma was walking alongside Goku now, acting like the friend she was, rather than keeping pace with him from behind, as if avoiding him.

They reached a small clearing, and Bulma recognized the building almost at once. Standing in front of her was a small, red-brick hut, with a pointed, blue-tile roof that could only have been the hut Goku used to live in with his grandfather.

Figuring that he didn't, she came to the conclusion that his modest lifestyle was more due to ignorance than anything noble, but it didn't wipe the smile off her face.

Bulma followed, and noted it was more or less the same as it was when she first met Goku. The entire hut was still dimly lit, with only modest furnishings; Goku had made minor changes to the furniture after his return to the building, switching out the dresser for a larger one, and there even seemed to be a chair, a slightly longer bed, but this was the limit of Goku's feng shui.

Even in the dimly lit gloom of the hut, Bulma saw a familiar gleam that caught her eye — after all, it was a gleam that she and Goku had dedicated time of their lives to find.

Walking over to the dresser, she gently picked up the source of the glowing light. You actually went back out and found your grandfather's heirloom ball?

While it didn't hurt, there was a sharp sting to remind him that the metal monstrosities her family creates still packed a punch.

The Dragon Radar was a mechanical device that tracked the faint, electromagnetic pulse given off by the Dragon Balls, and gave the owner its precise location.

So, I keep them in the drawer. To anyone else, it could be the gateway to immortality, riches or as Bulma had hoped when she was a teenager, the perfect boyfriend but to Goku, it was part of something much bigger.

He considered his grandfather's soul to reside in that sphere, and even after having met his grandfather's soul during a tournament, he still kept the sphere for sentimentality.

Looking around the dimly lit, one-room hut, Bulma figured some renovations were in order. I know you're comfortable with a moderate lifestyle, but you haven't done much in rearranging a hut.

I think a woman's touch could help you brighten this place up. Besides, it's nothing I can't handle when I get around to it.

Persistence was, after all, her forte. I can show you the ropes. Before Goku could so much as refuse this offer as well, his stomach spoke for him and gave its answer in the form of a large, squelching growl.

Goku and Bulma were briefly stunned into silence before they doubled over laughing. Because of that, Bulma would happily take him up on the offer.

Just moments ago, she'd asked Goku what they'd be eating, and given she let his deer escape when she collided with him while driving, they had to opt for a different meal.

True to form, Goku suggested fish, and Bulma had agreed wholeheartedly It didn't take as long as Bulma expected for Goku to make it back up the cliff.

There was a sploshing sound as Goku broke the surface of the river, landing neatly onto the cliff, holding a giant, squirming fish above his head, chuckling in a very pleased manner.

The water dripping down Goku's body drew Bulma's attention to his toned, muscular figure, and she couldn't help but blush a very deep crimson, shiftily averting her gaze, only to sneak glances back towards Goku again.

Holding the squirming fish triumphantly over his spiky head, he laughed as his catch began to slowly stop squirming as it tired itself out.

This'll make for a good meal, won't it? They didn't budge. The gears turned in Bulma's head, clicking and turning as she remembered precisely why she couldn't lift the garments off the rocky ground; they were weighted clothing.

Whatever material Kami had made Goku's gi from, it wasn't something Bulma would be moving even a centimeter off the ground. Seeing Bulma needed assistance, Goku dropped the fish — it feebly flopped again, as if still trying to make it back to the river — and knelt down to pick up the gi himself.

Without bothering to think about controlling his strength, Goku lifted his clothes towards himself as if they were made of cotton. In doing so, however, Goku pulled slightly too hard.

Rather than taking the clothes out of Bulma's grip as he intended, Goku had pulled Bulma directly into his broad chest. Such proximity was highly mortifying; her arms and face were pressed into his torso, and Bulma could feel his warmth.

She pushed herself away quickly, fidgeting, causing Goku to flash her a confused look. Standing directly outside Grandpa Gohan's brick hut, Bulma was rolling up her sleeves as Goku dropped the fish onto the soft grass.

Rummaging through her bag, she pulled out a thick, white and yellow case. Opening it up revealed multiple Hoi-Poi Capsules of differing numeric designations; each one of them was a capsulized camping supply.

He'd seen them multiple times before, but they'd always astounded him how city folk managed to fit things like cars and houses into such small containers.

You could at least call them by their nickname, 'DynoCaps' if you can't pronounce the actual name. Casually, she tossed the Hoi-Poi Capsule towards the ground.

With a loud POP! Inspecting it, Goku found things he recognized; flatware, pots, pans, and things he didn't. I don't like being the one to test the prototypes.

So we'll be combining my flavoring methods with outdoor cooking. Goku eagerly accepted the offer; perhaps learning to cook wouldn't be so difficult, if it was going to use the methods he already knew.

As Goku busied himself with setting the campfire, Bulma concentrated on the monster of a fish in front of her. While she hadn't done anything this grisly in awhile, her work in her dad's laboratory or various medical classes she took in college prepared her for this.

Taking a sharp knife she began cutting away the scales, meticulous in shearing away the hardened exterior of the behemoth catch of Goku's.

After a handful of minutes passed when she felt content she scraped away the scales, she used another knife to cut off the various fins aligned on the fish's body to make the gutting process easier.

After nearly six fins were piled next to her feet, she grabbed one gill and began gouging out the various parts buried within. Once finished doing the other side, she took an especially sharp knife and sawed open its underbelly, burying her hand into its gut to pull out the loose innards lying against the bone.

By the time she finished removing the essentials, she sighed with relief, eagerly reaching for a towel she kept to clean herself of the grime and ichor of the whole process.

Casting aside the towel, she went to go check on Goku, and saw he'd completed his task already and had simply been watching her own progress. Next to Goku was a large fire proportioned in size to be able to sufficiently cook such a large fish — crackling in the middle of a circle of stones.

Oh just come on," Bulma had no words to express any irritation, or perhaps she couldn't. Goku's simple attitude was part of his charm, and he might have just thought she was doing well enough on her own that watching was all he needed to do.

After instructing Goku to meticulously turn the fish every few minutes to ensure even cooking on all sides, she collapsed next to the fire, placing her hands over it.

It wasn't truly cold, but the action gave her something to do. Despite being a girl who worked with machinery for a hobby, dealing with outdoor cooking truly seemed to tire her out.

A cheerful laugh escaped Goku's throat as he looked over at Bulma. You tend to get used to this, though. Grandpa used to do the cooking before he died; after that, I had to learn, so I'm used to it now.

Waving her off with a smile, Goku shook his head.

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I didn't mean anything! Because I'll have you know I happen to have a very delicate figure! Bulma knew she was massively overreacting.

But Puar had hit one of her trigger buttons. Bulma was very self-conscious about her weight. Hell, Bulma knew she had even lost a little weight recently, what with forgetting meals while working on her scientific projects.

Not that they needed to know that…. Master Roshi's head suddenly popped up from where it had been previously held in deep thought. Bulma turned to her friends' old sensei, cocking her head to the side.

Bulma was just about ready to agree, when a thought passed through her mind. Yeah, he'll give me boost all right Bulma thought darkly.

She gave the old pervert a baleful glare. He began to back away slowly. Eh, maybe? I'm the one she threatened to make into breakfast earlier!

The trio began to argue amongst themselves, with Launch still behind them, concerned at how quickly things seemed to have gotten out of hand.

Bulma continued to stew, her mind racing, frustrated by the fact that she couldn't quite reach the balloon. Ugh, why is everyone so useless!?

Damn it, where are Tien or Yamcha when you really need them? Hell, I would even take Goku. I bet he could use his Power Pole, at least, even if he would be too short to reach it.

Her mind was so focused on finding a solution that she never even noticed when a tall figure stopped behind her, reached up, and grabbed the balloon from where it was stuck on the branch.

When the figure spoke, she was caught completely off-guard. Bulma quickly turned around, and saw before her a tall young man dressed in a blue tunic shirt and a pale yellow gi.

His face was covered by an umbrella, but Bulma had a sneaking suspicion that it would prove quite pleasant to look at, judging by the jawline she could see under the umbrella.

There was a sash around his chest, which appeared to be holding a staff on the young man's back. Huh, that staff almost looks like… Nah, it must just be imagination.

Meanwhile, Oolong, Puar and Master Roshi had finally stopped their squabbling and also turned to face the newcomer.

Bulma at first started to answer in the negative, but something about the way the young man was standing sparked a level of familiarity in Bulma.

Why do I feel like I've meet him before? The man laughed. It was bright and clear, and intensely pleasant, filled with warmth and obvious affection, completely void of meanness and mockery.

I've only heard one person laugh like that, Bulma thought, but… it couldn't be…. How could I possibly forget my oldest friend? Where are Krillin and the others?

I was hoping to see them before the tournament starts! It can't be anyone else! It has to be…. The rest of group gave shocked exclamations at Bulma's pronouncement, but Bulma felt quite certain she was correct.

For the first time, she heard a slight hesitation in the young man's voice. Who else would I be? But how? He hadn't grown a single inch in all our adventures together before!

Bulma thought, remembering the boy she had come to know so well. She felt a slight tug at her pants. Bulma looked down, and saw the little girl looking up at here with an expectant expression on his face.

Now, go find your parents, okay? The drops into the puddles around her seemed to be slowing down. As the finally stopped, he withdrew his umbrella.

For the first time, Bulma could see him clearly. The first thing that stood out was, well, the hair.

Bulma took a moment to fully appraise her old friend's new appearance. He… he really grew up! He had grown significantly in the past three years.

If she had to guess, he was probably taller than Yamcha now, though she suspected Tien might still have an inch or two on him. The muscles on his arms were wiry, but taut and toned attractively.

Bulma looked into her friend's face, and when she did, her breath caught in her chest. Her first instinct about the looks of the young man had been correct.

Goku had developed into a remarkably handsome man. His face no longer carried the softness of youth. His cheeks and jaw were well-defined and striking.

But it's his eyes… Bulma thought, his eyes are still filled with the innocence and life that he had as a child. Tears began running down her face, but her face broke into a massive smile as Bulma charged toward the young man.

Goku gave a grunt of surprise as the woman collided with him with surprising force. This feels…strange , Bulma thought as she spun through the air in Goku's arms.

Being held in Goku's embrace… it was a feeling she never expected to feel. From the day they had met, Bulma had always been taller. But, it also seems right, she thought.

Goku's arms were strong, his embrace warm. Bulma wanted him to never let go. Her eyes locked with his for a moment, and Bulma felt a surge travel through her body, an electricity like she had never felt before.

Goku stopped spinning, but continued to hold her for a moment, almost as if he didn't want the moment to end either.

Bulma was the first to speak. Slowly the pair broke away from the embrace. Bulma could feel the heat in her cheeks from a furious blush.

Oh, Kami, what in the world was that? I mean, sure I missed him, but that was… a little excessive. She suddenly saw Goku's gaze focused on her face, a concerned look on his face.

What is he looking at? What happened?! Let me wipe it off! Goku moved forward with his thumb to wipe the lipstick off Bulma's face. And instantly, Bulma's temper was re-triggered.

Bulma sighed, still irritated at the denseness of the man who just absolutely proved he was Goku, but also at herself. Really, Bulma? You just had a lovely if odd moment with him, and now you are already biting his head off because he didn't know what lipstick is?

Lipstick is something girls wear to make themselves look pretty. Goku got a confused look on his face. Why would you need to wear something like that?

Bulma felt herself begin blushing again. He thinks I'm pretty? Why does that thought make me so happy? Master Roshi walked up beside her, and gave Goku an appraising look.

Looks like you finally grew up a bit, eh? Goku began scratching his head in the way he always did.

I sure did! It happened a few months into training with Kami! As the others began crowding around Goku, Bulma began to consider her reaction to Goku's return.

What is going on? Why am I acting like I am with Goku? I'm acting like a school girl with a crush… And I certainly don't feel like that about Goku.

She paused at that thought. I mean, I don't think I do. She took another look at the fighter, now showing off for Puar and Oolong.

My god, he did become quite handsome, though. She couldn't help but look at his tightly wound muscles, and his wonderfully masculine face.

I mean, he kind of looks like the kind of man I've always dreamed about, and I know he's a good person. We've always had fun travelling together….

Turning around, Bulma saw four familiar figures walking up towards them, the sun beginning to cast a reddish glow as it set in the west.

Krillin, Chiatzou, Tien Shinhan, and Yamcha had arrived. Well, the gang's all here, now. As the quartet walked up, Krillin saw Goku, and his eyes opened with shock.

Is that you?! Goku's face broke into a massive smile at the sound of his friend's voice. I'm so glad to see you! A part of me always worried that you didn't actually come back after the wish, but Kami assured me that you were alive!

Right, Bulma thought. Goku hasn't actually seen Krillin since he was resurrected. Goku had pretty much gone straight to training with Kami after fighting King Piccolo.

It had been there, upon Kami's Lookout atop Korrin Tower, that the Dragon Balls had been restored, and everyone killed by King Piccolo and his men returned to life.

Goku is a lot of people's best friend , Bulma mused. You sure have gotten bigger! Krillin's face dropped at that statement.

I had no idea that I'm still really short. No one's ever pointed that out to me…" Krillin looked pointedly at Yamcha, who simply began to laugh.

Bulma also grinned. He never misses a chance to take a crack at Krillin's height. I'm trying to have a moment, here," Krillin yelled back.

So, I just want to say, thanks Goku. I wouldn't be here without you, buddy! Goku's look turned serious. I knew I had to bring you back. It was just… wrong.

You and everybody else who was killed by King Piccolo. You all deserved better. Bulma saw Yamcha grin, and knew he couldn't resist the perfect setup he had just been gifted.

Tien strode up to Goku, and Bulma saw she had been correct, the tall warrior still had a couple of inches on Goku. I can't wait to see how far you've come since the last time we fought!

At that, Goku matched Tien's grin with one of his own. I look forward to seeing how strong you've gotten Tien!

Seeing that look of serious determination and excitement on Goku's face brought back memories for Bulma. I first saw it here, she thought.

He lives for fighting, for proving himself. When he's here, he gets to do what he loves most. She found herself getting lost looking into Goku's dark eyes, as he began to speak with Chiaotzu about his training.

Meanwhile, Krillin had given up on chasing Yamcha, and rejoined the conversation. Goku is in his element. He looks so happy.

But… why does that make me so happy? Suddenly, she became aware of someone looking at her. She turned, and saw Yamcha giving her a pointed look, and a knowing smile.

He then turned and walked toward Goku, and began to speak with him, as well. The group of five fighters began to walk over to the desk, the colors of the dying light of the setting sun casting them in a heroic light.

The way the witching light bounced off Goku made him look even more handsome. Bulma again found herself staring at her friend, and feeling an electricity move through her body.

The group of companions began walking to the box office, but Bulma stood where she was, continuing to look at Goku, unwilling to let him out of her sight until he was behind the wall of the arena.

Oolong called out to her. We need to get tickets and make sure we get good seats! Bulma finally moved to catch up with the rest of her friends, but her mind continued to focus on figure of Goku, walking with strength and purpose, illuminated by evensun.

It was a difficult image to erase from her mind. Oh, Kami, she thought, her heart beating rapidly as she considered everything that had happened in the last few minutes.

Life just got a lot more complicated Story Story Writer Forum Community. AU: Sometimes, you discover the one you've known the longest is the one who knows you best.

Anyway, onto what you are all here for: A Brief New World! In someone else? I mean, it's pretty obvious. She loved the old man dearly, but certainly wouldn't live with him… Bulma ran up to the Master of the Turtle School of martial arts, and gave him a big hug.

I think you've grown even lovelier since we last saw each other! Do you need some help getting that down?

Not that they needed to know that… Master Roshi's head suddenly popped up from where it had been previously held in deep thought.

How do you know my name? I've only heard one person laugh like that, Bulma thought, but… it couldn't be… "Of course I know your name, Bulma!

It has to be… …"Goku…? The young man looked up at the sky. It was black, spikey, and unkempt. And exactly in the way Goku's always was! He laughed, pointing at his wild hair.

There was no doubt in her mind anymore. This is Goku! Softly, she heard Goku's reply whispered into her ear.

What's lipstick? The more the banter was exchanged, it looked like nothing was going to be gained by sitting around. Thankfully the announcer called the fight and got things underway.

But that didn't stop the young woman's assault on Goku while she rebuked him. The two's fight looked like an awkward dance, with the prior aggressively chasing the latter's mostly defensive maneuvers.

Her screams continued to hammer out the same indiscernible message that the audience, Goku's friends, and even Majunior from his rooftop perch nonsensical.

The spiky haired man did his best to appease to her while gaining some information, but she seemed insistent that he should remember. After a skyward leap, the two descended back to the ring after a few dozen exchanges of limbs against limbs.

When the two tapped against the ring, they backed away, with Goku acting more composed and confused with the woman acting infuriated but hardly winded.

One last plea to inquire what she meant and she let loose in a scream that Bulma could unfortunately understand. It was a declaration that made Bulma's eyes bulge and her mouth open wide.

Looking over at the dumbstruck Goku who only took in the information with minimum clarity, she realized that he didn't know what she meant at all.

Through her own deduction, she must have talked him into saying something he had no idea what it was.

This was only confirmed when Goku asked Krillin what it meant from the sidelines, making him and Yamcha fall over with the unknown fighter on their sides with comedic exaggeration.

When properly understanding what it meant, Goku turned to look confused and quite scared at the angry lady crouching apart from him, "M-Marry!

I have no idea who you are! How can I marry someone I don't even know?! Man, what kind of idiot are you?!

Inhaling deeply, she exhaled as she refocused her gaze upon him, raising a outstretched palm of beckoning towards the young martial artist.

If you can, that is After all, I'd like to know who I'm marrying anyways It all happened in a span of a few seconds.

Goku pulled back an arm, gathering an invisible field of Ki within the center of his right set of knuckles. Then, with a quick jab too fast for even Bulma to see, a wave of force rippled the arena like a rocket propelled softball.

It struck dead center in the still talking woman, crashing into her jaw like a wind-propelled punch.

She soared across the arena weightlessly, completely taken off guard by the attack. When her head and back smashed into the brick wall in the out of bounds area, meters away from the edge of the ring, many of the audience members scrambled back out of fright.

Coincidentally, the woman had landed only a stone toss away from Bulma and the other friends and acquaintances of hers.

The announcer, too stunned by what he had witnessed, could only stand in awe of the feat Goku had pulled off. The said fighter quickly sprinted across the ring, a look of worry crossing his youthful and naively expressive features.

Crouching down at the edge, he saw her stir after a few seconds, groaning as she rose to her haunches to clench at her aching head.

Seeing that she was starting to recover properly, Goku sighed before apologizing officially, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to knock you out.

That technique was only meant to send someone off the ring. I hope you're not in too much pain. Climbing up to the ring's surface like nothing happened, she smiled approvingly at Goku as she continued complimenting, "I was took by complete surprise.

You're even more amazing than I remember! Raising a hand to scratch his chin, he looked dubiously at her as he queried once more, "now can you tell me your name?

Geez," She brushing her bangs with a swing of her arm, she cast an indignant glare at him. Crossing her arms over her chest, she huffed, relenting with her answer, "I'm the Ox-King's daughter, Chi-Chi.

Seconds after putting two and two together, Goku inquired with a look of incredulity, "wait The Princess nodded with a solemn expression, a bit more patient now that the truth was revealed.

The regal, decent apparel seemed vastly different than the wild attire she used to sport as a child.

It seemed unreal to the older yet still innocent mind of Goku that she could change so radically in appearance, let alone adopt a very aggressive tone towards him.

Slapping her own cheeks, she refocused on the vital conversation at hand. She knew there had to be something more to it than what this Chi-Chi is letting on.

I remember! After a few more seconds, Goku sighed and bowed his head meekly. His pouted lips murmured out only loud enough for her to hear, "But I thought when you meant would I like to have a Bride, I thought you meant it was a kind of food," looking up, his brows matted with sweat as he smiled up at the sky nervously, "I had no idea what it meant, honestly.

Seeing her friend weakly shrug when his eyes sadly met hers made her recoil. When she turned to see the young friend of Goku's return to the present, she realized just what kind of predicament he was in.

Seeing tears well up in her eyes, he scratched the back of his head, trying to think of a way to reconcile, "I really like you, Chi-Chi, but I never thought about marrying you.

I don't even know what it means to have a bride. Maybe some day, when I thought it over, I can decide who I'd want to marry but not now.

Does that make any sense? His brows sweated as he watched her snap kick the wall apart, clearing her a path out of the stadium. Without even turning around she walked out of the ring and never looked back.

Even as the announcer comically recovered from the breakup the two had, he declared Goku the absolute winner. He had to be coaxed into moving from the spot he stared after his friend's retreat, hanging his head with confusion as he returned back to his sideline.

Sighing, she looked up into the sky, finishing her thoughts as the next set of combatants were announced, " I hope you find someone to love, tough guy.

I really do. And so, the fated day between two rivals in the making made their way to the ring. Tension filled the air so palpable that experienced fighters could feel electricity dancing between the two opponents.

It wouldn't be too long till that was taken literally, with their fight beginning with a series of dizzying bouts of leaps, dashes, and somersaults as their attacks hit their marks repeatedly.

The battle was perhaps the fiercest one Bulma and the rest of Goku's friends had ever bore witness to. People ran in fear from the reincarnated King Piccolo, having declared his return to satisfy his urge to feed on everyone's dread.

This thankfully kept them from being harmed by the arena's destruction later on in the fight. With Kami safely coughed out of the deadly Majunior, Goku fought with no holds bar against the emerald skinned enemy.

Even weathered it appeared that the Turtle Schooler had an advantage over the Demon King. When the latter used his most powerful attack to topple nearly everything on the island's surface it was to his and everyone's surprise that his loathsome nemesis was still standing.

Through a bout of trickery the evil Piccolo Jr. He convinced himself that victory was his when landing an explosive blast of Ki where the ground prone warrior was.

But in a surprising turn of events, Goku sailed himself through the air and landed a devastating headbutt, beating his enemy into submission and unconsciousness.

During the aftermath, he showed a moment of mercy to his enemy and enabled him the medical aid that he himself had been given.

While Piccolo Jr. Despite being against this decision, Kami believed Goku to possess more wisdom and prowess than he ever could. When he offered his own title to his disciple, he was immediately rejected, with the Turtle Schooler taking off into the sky on his Nimbus Cloud.

For Bulma Briefs, that was a year ago. And our tale resumes on another fateful day with an encounter of a different kind.

One that would change her life forever. It had been another long day for the daughter of the brilliant Dr. Having spent part of the day burrowed in books about hypothetical forms of interstellar travel to different modes of attaining cleaner and more purified energy, she spent the next part of it cruising through downtown.

She wanted some excitement, someone to share her experiences with or just to have a good time. What did she find instead? In her youth, she had went on grandiose adventures that few girls her age could have even dreamed partaking.

From the many attempts on her life -or what she'd like to imagine as her pure desirable body- to searching for a way to save the world when not spectating at a Tournament, nothing she found was particularly satisfying her curiosity or urge to explore.

Even the average man who many average young women could consider hunks were nothing but brainless and had little excitement in store beyond their fancy cars to polished smiles.

She tried making her relationship with Yamcha work, but as she soon found out, not every first try pays off. The memories were all too clear for her, finding him profiting off his talents in the business industry through offering his skills through a number of mediums.

She almost busted the radio in her cabin when she heard a ridiculous song being sung by him, making her sick. It was only a matter of time that their relationship became more obligatory than desired, making her leave him one day in a screaming fit that was more than enough of a wake up call to the scar faced ex-bandit.

It didn't take long for her to see the quaint neighborhood that her house and headquarters of Capsule Corps had taken residence within.

She was glad that they had installed a subterranean entrance that led to another part of the city on a sub level, otherwise she'd find herself lacking a parking space in her own driveway.

She wondered why her father didn't install that feature sooner, though it certainly didn't bother him or her lackadaisical mother till she brought it up.

Puffing up at her bangs, she felt ground-based vehicle bounced slightly at the change in elevation before veer back to a halt.

Exiting the car, she grabbed her purse and headed to the house with a huff. The sight of her blonde mother with a squinted smile greeted her, forcing a grin to her own face.

You look like you could use some. Following her in, the two passed through the circular corridor to the kitchen where the scent of coffee was in the air.

Sitting back in a chair around the table was her father, puffing one a pipe while looking through the newspaper. Their footsteps would sound their arrival, allowing the mustached scientist to look up with a smile on his face,"Bulma, nice to see you.

How was the trip in town? Pulling stem from his lip with one hand, he lowered the paper with the other to feel more engaged with the conversation.

Watching his wife leave their daughter's side, he continued from where they left off, "Nothing really that exciting downtown compared to your tour of the world, hm?

Rolling her eyes, she crossed her arms and paced in front of the table. After the third turn, she stopped, looking outside of the window view of the neatly trimmed lawn outside of the kitchen.

Squinting her eyes, she sighed, and murmured out, "So dull. Gesturing outward, with one hand while propping the back of the other on her hip, she repeated in detail, "This, out there, in this city is so dull.

Nothing is that amazing downtown, none of the guys seem that thrilling, and old knots that were unfastened don't know when to stop trying to retie what's gone.

You're already showing enough promise to surpass my intellect in a decade or so. If you really buckled down, you could show a lot of latent talent in the field of science.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she leaned on her left foot while her brows knitted forward into a frustrated frown, "I'd rather not be confined to a claustrophobic space working on advanced formulas that may or may not advance society further.

Looking down at her feet, she shuffled on the soles of her shoes with indecision. When the words came to her, her eyes remained trained on the top of her feet while she explained, "I guess I guess I felt most alive when I went adventuring across the world.

I know you and mom weren't excited about me leaving, after Tights had left not too long before that, but I don't regret a single second.

The hunt for the Dragon Balls was one of the best times of my life. Every quest after that just felt more rewarding and continued to fascinate me what I learned about the world.

Back here I feel like I'm a bird in a cage, desperately trying to get back out into the sky. Placing the pipe back into his mouth, the older man took a few puffs before exhaling noisily.

Grasping the paper back up, he flipped through a few pages and stretched it out before his gaze. After a few long seconds, he chose to mumble out loud, "Perhaps a year without him can be a bit boring.

Training his gaze sideways, he kept the paper at eye level while studying his grown girl's reaction. I think most of the enjoyment you had back then came with the fact you met a strange yet very nice young man.

Someone like that is rare to find in this world, even among a host of other acquaintances. I'd daresay he may be even be the kind of friend who would love to go adventuring with you if you only asked.

Giggling, the blonde woman clasped her hands to the side and leaned against it with a single cheek. Had quite a healthy appetite too.

Goodness, if he ever came out of the blue here he'd clean me out of all the pantries! Briefs said with a chuckle as he looked at an article regarding the weather.

As his eyes barely traced over it before looking at another collection of words, he mentioned offhandedly, "I've practically seen all of Bulma's friends in the news to some extent.

But not once in a year since the Tournament have I laid eyes on him. Funny, I didn't picture the lad as a reclusive sort. Briefs asked with a turn of the head, unaware of Bulma's chugging of the warm dark liquid.

Briefs stated with a shrug, looking at an article with an infamous blonde sporting a pair of ridiculously large guns.

A loud exhale following the finishing of a cup of coffee, Bulma swiftly handed the mug back to her mother before walking quickly away.

Before leaving the kitchen entirely, she looked over her shoulder and smiled excitedly as she shouted, "I've decided I want to get some fresh air for a few days.

Just thought to let you know before I've headed out. She had just gotten back and now she was leaving? She looked on enquiringly as her back shrunk with her exit around the corridor hall.

When she disappeared, she looked over with a confused smile on her face, "that's peculiar. What do you suppose has come over her?

Smiling with a glint of knowing in his eyes, Dr. Briefs puffed another cloud of smoke from his lips over the paper. Turning his gaze at his beloved, he made sure to grin reassuringly up at her, "She just needs to get out of the cage of society for a bit, honey.

Don't worry about her. If our big girl was able to handle herself all those years ago, I'm sure she can handle another trip.

It didn't take too long for her to get everything she wanted. Various supplies meant for camping or long treks as she had years before were properly capsuled.

Placed within the interior pockets of her purple high collared, unbuttoned Capsule Corps jacket, it made it easy to just pick and choose what she wanted to wear.

A sleeveless grey tank top wrapped over a black sports bra was complemented by a pair of dark blue shorts that only covered the top of her thighs.

Her cyan and white shoes were the best pair she could find on short notice, finishing her dress attire for the trip.

Taking the more off-road hover car for the quest she had in mind, she set her sights on Mount Paozu.

So many years had passed since she had climbed that mountain, both figuratively and literally. She was a naive young child who only had a small assortment of tools to get a seemingly impossible task done when she went into the vast wilderness.

It boggled her mind how things turned out the way they did, instead of the way she planned. Her mind reeled with nostalgia as the sights of suburban houses and tall skyscrapers were replaced with woodland landscape to rolling hills.

Hours passed as she drove further into the vicinity she had mapped out where she met the boy, long ago. Making extra sure not to hit a stray rock or a tree, the man-made trail placed in the mountain was hardly the best to drive uphill but she had little choice.

It wasn't until she thought she missed her goal that a passing deer raced by her car, missing the fender by inches.

What she didn't miss was a blurring figure of orange and black, causing her head to nearly ram into the steering wheel as her whole body lurched forward with the car.

The audible crack of metal meeting body caused her breath to hitch and her eyes to widen. Unbuckling quickly, she stepped out of her vehicle in a mad scramble to see what she just struck.

When she caught sight of a grown man on his haunches, laughing sheepishly, she couldn't help but gape then glare angrily.

Sorry," Goku apologized lightheartedly as he stood upright, dusting himself off from hitting the ground. Pointing forward then to the dented hood of her car, he explained readily, "I was just racing this deer I found in the woods.

I didn't figure anyone would drive up here so I was sticking lower to the ground in order to catch up. I guess I should have payed closer attention, huh?

Had this been absolutely anyone else, a car crash would probably have killed them, or at least left them with some very nasty scars.

Only Goku could walk such a thing off, and rather than be angry, she found herself laughing weakly in exasperation. Wiping a small, laughter-induced tear from her eye, she walked over to Goku, smiling.

Rather than be angry that he'd been hit by her car, he found it amusing; refreshing, even, given how they'd met like this for the first time several years ago.

Then again, you've never stopped. I always manage to squeeze some training in when I've got the time," Goku sheepishly chuckled. After a few moments of him looking to her, to the ruined vehicle, and down to the ground, his gaze slowly returned back to Bulma as he shuffled his feet apprehensively, "So, since you went through the trouble of coming up here We haven't seen each other in awhile, and I can give you something to eat.

Bulma cast a glance at her car; the entire front of the vehicle was totaled, bent inwards as if she'd collided with a tree instead of a human.

Walking towards the mangled vehicle, she moved her hands along the sides until she found a button; pressing it, the vehicle reverted, with a loud POP!

Turning back around with the collapsed vehicle in hand, she nodded with sheepish agreement, though suppressed a smile for the thoughts that followed, " My car may be The strange duo proceeded to walk down the forested path that led towards the upper half of Mt.

Civilization was the furthest thing from this remote wilderness, but this had always been Goku's preference.

Even after having garnered some social skills and intelligence during his training with Kami and Mr. Popo, Goku had to admit, he liked a hermit kind of life much better than that of the bustling city.

It even started out like this, didn't it? But, despite the similarities, there were a few differences. Now, Goku was more than willing to welcome Bulma to come back with him, while he did it as a child out of obligation, and Bulma was walking alongside Goku now, acting like the friend she was, rather than keeping pace with him from behind, as if avoiding him.

They reached a small clearing, and Bulma recognized the building almost at once. Standing in front of her was a small, red-brick hut, with a pointed, blue-tile roof that could only have been the hut Goku used to live in with his grandfather.

Figuring that he didn't, she came to the conclusion that his modest lifestyle was more due to ignorance than anything noble, but it didn't wipe the smile off her face.

Bulma followed, and noted it was more or less the same as it was when she first met Goku. The entire hut was still dimly lit, with only modest furnishings; Goku had made minor changes to the furniture after his return to the building, switching out the dresser for a larger one, and there even seemed to be a chair, a slightly longer bed, but this was the limit of Goku's feng shui.

Even in the dimly lit gloom of the hut, Bulma saw a familiar gleam that caught her eye — after all, it was a gleam that she and Goku had dedicated time of their lives to find.

Walking over to the dresser, she gently picked up the source of the glowing light. You actually went back out and found your grandfather's heirloom ball?

While it didn't hurt, there was a sharp sting to remind him that the metal monstrosities her family creates still packed a punch. The Dragon Radar was a mechanical device that tracked the faint, electromagnetic pulse given off by the Dragon Balls, and gave the owner its precise location.

So, I keep them in the drawer. To anyone else, it could be the gateway to immortality, riches or as Bulma had hoped when she was a teenager, the perfect boyfriend but to Goku, it was part of something much bigger.

He considered his grandfather's soul to reside in that sphere, and even after having met his grandfather's soul during a tournament, he still kept the sphere for sentimentality.

Looking around the dimly lit, one-room hut, Bulma figured some renovations were in order. I know you're comfortable with a moderate lifestyle, but you haven't done much in rearranging a hut.

I think a woman's touch could help you brighten this place up. Besides, it's nothing I can't handle when I get around to it.

Persistence was, after all, her forte. I can show you the ropes.

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