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Yuna's Little Adventure

By: Vegnagun

Chapter 1: The Call

In Heaven

The day began just like any other day on the Grand Kai's planet. The large sphere was a huge green, grassy ball, with a Grand Palace. Out onto the grass, a young man in an orange gi, with a Japanese symbol on the back sprung himself in the air. He punched and kicked at a most inhuman speed, with three -ton weights that were cylindrical in shape on his legs and arms. A creature, which had a face that resembled a catfish with his large whiskers, was looking outside of the palace. His skin was a pale blue and he wore a pair of round sunglasses. He was almost five feet tall, with short stubby legs, and very fat.

The man in the orange gi however was lean and muscular in build and his hair went at six different directions. He continued his activity when the fat man's long antennae began moving. As soon as a moment could ever come, a surge of electricity went through them and his butt hit the ground.

"Goku, there's trouble!" exclaimed the fat man to the man in the orange gi.

"What is it King Kai?" Goku seriously asked to his former trainer in the Other World.

King Kai stood there, his antennae moving up and down as he concentrated on the ki he sensed toward the West Galaxy. Then he took a step back in fear.

"T-The Legendary Super Saiyan is not dead he's on a planet called Spira," King Kai told his comparatively younger protégé. Nobody knows King Kai's age, but he is probably thousands of years old, to the young Saiyan's thirty-three years young. Goku looked at him with apprehension, knowing in his mind that he cannot go back to being reborn after he sacrificed himself against Cell. He had an idea creep into his normally empty head. A very wonderful idea had entered that thick cranium.

"How about Gohan going to Spira…isn't there a shortcut through this world," Goku said, rubbing his chin.

"Why yes Goku, it's called the Farplane Glen," King Kai replied, surprised at the fact that Goku actually had a good idea. King Kai started remembering how he used to maintain the grounds at the place where the living and the dead meet. King Kai stood there and concentrated, while Goku placed a hand between his shoulder blades.

A young man, around the age of eighteen perhaps, stretched his arms out and above his head, breathing in that fresh air of the wilderness. The wind feeling like it was breathing life into him as he took in that deep breath, blowing around his spike of black hair that hung downward onto his forehead, and moved his otherwise orderly spikes of the same color. The young man wore a pair of baggy brown pants and a white and black, long-sleeved shirt that covered his muscular, but not so bulky frame.

He took a seat on the riverbank and watched as the water flowed through its path. The breath of the cool air out in the country is there, as the man looked at his watch.

"Ah, the last day of school," he whispered to himself as he squatted down and gathered a small amount of energy to help himself fly. As he was about to push off…

Goku's voice goes into the young man's head. It gave the young man such a surprise that he fell out of the air and straight onto his rear end.

"Oww!! Dad!," the young man called out, rubbing his newly hurt butt.

"Oh, sorry Gohan, hehe!!," the voice said with a grin that could be heard behind it, but he went back to a more serious tone of voice when he said this.

"Brolly, he's still alive," he somberly stated toward his son. Gohan froze in place as he contemplated what that could possibly mean.

"When is he arriving on Earth?" he asked him. Goku pondered for a moment, but then it came to him.

"He's not on Earth, but some place….uhh!! King Kai what's it called again?," he questioned dumbly.

"Spira, Goku!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs causing Gohan's head to hurt, "sorry kid, but sometimes--."

"It's ok, King Kai," Gohan replied, holding his forehead in pain.

"Now, I must continue," King Kai said, "there is one way of getting there, but you would have to come here to the Other World, and well…..we have to ask Yemma about that."

"What way," Gohan replied. King Kai told him all about the Farplane Glen and the fact that it linked the worlds of the living and the dead. The young man was confused at first when he gave him the explanation, but after a few more explanations, mainly over minor details like how the little lights help with the atmosphere and how they were going to bring Gohan to the Other World. The boy shook his head, signifying that he understood what he had to do. King Kai gave him a goodbye and the link was broken.

"Hopefully King Yemma will let dad teleport me there so that I wouldn't have to die, and I would crossover from there to that planet he told me about. This in-between world, from what he said was supposed to be a beautiful place and seeing it firsthand maybe a good thing," he thought to himself as he walked down the dirt road going to the river.

After a good walk, he finally was at the gentle moving river that he normally went to when he went fishing. He strip down to a white pair of shorts, throwing his other articles of clothing onto the bank, and he leapt into the water.

Meanwhile, at Yemma's office.

An old woman in a witch costume with her black robe, shoes and pointy hat with a big red ring around the base of the cone looked at this ogre with pinkish-red skin, a helmet with horns, and a pale, purple suit with white shirt, black shoes and the same color tie as the pants and coat.

"King Yemma, please consider all that Goku has done to save the earth from total annihilation, and this planet is a lot like Earth," the old woman reasoned to the ogre.

"Baba, I know that Spira needs help, but if he comes from the Farplane they might not accept him," Yemma argued back as he thought about this whole arrangement. His mind went through the possibilities, from the people thinking Goku's son was an unsent, to him being involved in any political conflict.

After a few moments

Yemma came out with a solution.

"One race on that planet called the Guado can smell with there keen sense of the Farplane if one is unsent or not. If we had one of them there to watch as Gohan made his step onto the platform, and into Spira. Maybe we can let him go and save it from total destruction at the hands of that Super Saiyan," Yemma said to the old woman. Baba bowed to him and then poofed into the land of the living, right in front of Piccolo at Kami's Lookout, high above anything else in the world.

The Lookout had a white floor, with a walkway and palm trees on both sides of the path. The building itself was of white marble, and in the shape of a dome on the top, and a golden design on the small roof over the front with the white posts.

"What are you doing here?" he asked the old woman.

"Bring your friend Gohan up here, I have some good news for him." Baba stated as she looked at the green Namek. Piccolo rose to his feet after having them Indian style for meditation. He went to the edge of the platform and leapt into the air. The green one then had his energy course through his body as he took off to look for the young man he trained when he was a boy.

'Goku, I hope you are watching,' Piccolo thought to himself as he locked on with his senses to Gohan's energy signal. The green man concentrated to send a mental message to his friend.

'Gohan, please come to the waterfall,' the man said to him mentally.

The young man tried to leave, but a friend held his arm. She was a girl, about the age of eighteen, and Gohan just couldn't resist her and she knew it.

"Gohan, don't tell me you are going on one of your missions again," the girl said to him, "because I'm coming with you."

He looked at the short, black haired girl. She was decently built and wasn't so muscular as that of a body builder, but she is strong for a human girl, and she had her greatest weapon on her head. Her blue eyes always did the trick against the Super Saiyan.

"Gohan, can I please go with you?" she asked, batting her cerulean orbs at him. A part of her hated to do this, but a good girlfriend of hers told her that most guys fall for this most every time.

"Videl, it could be really dangerous," Gohan tried to say, urging her not to go.

"Please!" she said as she gave him the proverbial doggy face and a pout. Videl in her mind was kicking the hell out of herself for this act. She kinda didn't like doing this, but she knew that it mostly melt his resolve, and she was getting a lot better at the pouting thing.

She then took his arm and continued the pout, and like most guys, the boy caved in.

"Ok, Videl, I guess I can take you. After all you do help me with the 'Saiyaman' thing, and what's Saiyaman one without Saiyaman two," he groaned. Videl then grabbed his hand and after nearly dragging him up into the air, Gohan wrapped his arms around her and took off toward Kami's Lookout.

Piccolo just stood there and shook his head at the whole thing.

"That's one battle he will never win," Piccolo groaned as he flew in the same direction as the two young ones. Then he just happened to see two little boys, one eight and one nine.

"Trunks, Goten, I believe Gohan needs your help!!" Piccolo called out to the two boys. They smiled as they went with Piccolo to Kami's Lookout.

"Hey Goten, hopefully Videl doesn't come with us," Trunks said to him.

"When she bats those eyes, Gohan always does what she says for some reason…maybe she's a genie!!" Goten beamed.

"I think you watch too much 'I Dream of Jeannie'" Trunks said annoyed at his friend, but he went with him and Piccolo anyway to Kami's Lookout. Before they got there though a man with hair standing like a black flame stood there in front of the three.

"So, the first brat of Kakarot is going on an adventure…..I'm coming with you three and that's final!!" Vegeta said, not hearing any protest from anyone.

'Hm, I guess he needs a break from Bulma,' Piccolo thought to himself as him and the three Saiyans made there way to the lookout, following Gohan and Videl to a possible adventure.