Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ New Friends, Old Problems - Saiya-jin Saga ❯ An Unexpected Change in Plans.  Debra Joins the Fight! ( Chapter 5 )

Author: Murasaki Rose
Email: jianu_dbz@hotmail.com
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Title: New Friends, Old Problems - Saiya-jin Saga
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violence, swearing, and mild perversion
Couples: G/CC, D/T, Y/B
Genre: AU, Humor, Action/Adventure
Notes: " " = speaking, ' ' = thinking, ~ ~ = telepathy

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Chapter 5 - An Unexpected Change in Plans. Debra Joins the Fight!

"Debra-chan, he can't tell you where they are if you're strangling him," Tim gently admonished his wife who was holding Mutenroshi against the wall by the throat, a ki ball in her free hand. Debra snarled and gave him another squeeze before dropping him to the floor.

Bending down, the auburn haired senshi glared menacingly down at the old master, her eyes flashing dangerously, "I'm only going to ask you nicely one more time and if you don't answer me I'm going to get nasty. Where are Kuririn and the others training?!"

Massaging his aching throat, Roshi looked up into the angry eyes of Debra Kreiger, wishing she hadn't broken his sunglasses. At least then he'd have *something* to hide behind. He was so scared of her, he couldn't even enjoy the view he was getting down her shirt. "I-I-I d-don't know."

Debra's eyes narrowed and she opened her mouth to speak when her husband interrupted, "Lying won't do any good, Kamesennin. I can see right through you. Please, tell us where the others are or I'll let Debra make you tell us," Tim's voice was dangerously flat, his aura becoming visible in his rage.

Shocked beyond all possibilities at the normally mild-mannered psychic's attitude, Mutenroshi caved into the worried parents' demands. "Tengoku. They're all training under Kami-sama."

"NANI?!!!!"

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"I still can't f***ing believe that they didn't tell us!!!" Debra screamed in frustration, slamming her fists on the dashboard.

Tim nodded, "I agree, koi. But wrecking our car won't make it any better," he added, a wry smile on his face.

Debra sighed and flopped her head back against the headrest, "You're right, anata." She sat up suddenly, a grim smile on her face, "But I'm sure as hell going to bust some heads when we get there!"

The brown-haired psychic chuckled, "I'd expect nothing less." He spared her a quick glance, "I might even join in."

"That I'd pay to see."

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His eyes closed in concentration, Kuririn focused on the small ball of ki in his hand. It didn't have a lot of power, but that wasn't the point. Utilizing his telekinetic abilities¹ he forced the ball to flatten, holding it in that form until he was sure it had stabilized. Opening his eyes, Kuririn, surveyed his work, "Good. Now let's see if I can make it move." Concentrating on the disc once more, Kuririn started to spin it clockwise. It started in a slow, lazy turn but gained speed on every turn, soon moving faster than a power sander. 'Imada!' Swinging his arm back, Kuririn tossed the small disc towards one of the palm trees potted on the lookout. "Come on, come on!" he chanted softly as the little disc zipped towards it's target. A buzzing sound and a puff of sawdust had Kuririn jumping into the air in delight. "Yatta!" he crowed, running over to the tree to admire his handiwork, a disc-shaped hole going straight through the tree trunk.

Unbeknownst to the short warrior, seven pairs of curious eyes had seen the whole thing and they were *very* impressed. Before the little ones could ask the elder senshi how he had accomplished this new technique, a distressed Kami-sama came looking for them. "Children, we have a problem."

"Nandato, Kami-sama?"

The green god turned his gaze to Jianu, "Your mother is on her way here."

"NANI?!!!!"

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Too furious to be worried about manners and decorum, Debra and Tim jetted up to Tengoku, not bothering to stop at the base or even at Karin's. As their vehicle landed, each of the Z senshi found themselves caught between the age old flight or fight instinct. Flight gained a good lead when Debra jumped out of the hovercar, glaring at the assembled warriors.

Stepping forward for what he was sure would be the last thing he'd ever do on this planet, Kuririn greeted the angry warrioress. "Heh, heh. Konnichiwa Debra-san. Long time no see!"

Debra narrowed her eyes, "Where is she?"

"Ano, where's who, Debra-san?"

Tim came to stand at his wife's side, "You can cut the innocent act, we know Jianu-chan is here."

Kami emerged from his palace to face the angry parents, "Correction. She *was* here."

"Where did she go?" Debra asked the god, putting a tight reign on her anger.

"I sent her and the other Guardians away. They will continue their training on their own." Kami raised a hand to forestall the obvious next question. "If you were to see her, as responsible parents, you would send her home immediately, would you not?"

Tim wrapped an arm around his wife, "But why, Kami-sama? She's just a child. And who are these "Guardians" she's with?"

Kami smiled sadly, "A very powerful child. That's why I chose her to be one of my Dragonball Guardians. She and six other gifted children. The seven of them and young Son Gohan must be trained for this battle!"

"It's that bad?"

The elderly god nodded, "Hai."

Debra smiled grimly, "Well then, I better get caught up then, ne?"

Kami stared at her, "You mean . . ?"

She cracked her neck side-to-side and stretched her arms, linking her fingers and popping them. "I'll fight too. Now, if you'll both excuse me, I've got some pent-up anger to let out before I start." Giving her husband a quick kiss on his cheek she trotted after the retreating male Z senshi. "Ready or not boys, here I come!" she shouted gleefully.

Kami and Tim sweatdropped as Debra waded into the boys, showing them all that she'd been training these last five years too. Tim coughed and turned to the god, "So . . . would I be correct in guessing that Gohan is Goku's child?"

"Hai."

"Hnn. I bet he's a handful," Tim turned away from the carnage his wife was creating, "Speaking of Goku, where is he?"

"It's a long story."

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¹~telekinesis is the ability to manipulate objects using only the power of your mind. Based on the studies I've read by assorted parapsychologists, I feel that this is one of the many factors in the Z senshi's abilities. Think about it. Tapping into one's ki, your life-force, puts you in tune with yourself and in turn would unlock other God-given abilities. Telekinesis seems the most logical way they control their flight and the movement of certain ki attacks. However, the strength of these abilities is different for everyone, so every senshi has a different limit.

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Disclaimer: Here we go. I do not own any of the characters from Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT. They are all the property of Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, Toei Animation, and Funimation Inc. However, all the other characters in my stories are mine. I'm not making any money off of this, its just for fun. And to top it off I'm a college student who works part-time at Wal-Mart so you know I don't have any money. So if you sue me you won't get anything.