Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ New Friends, Old Problems - Saiya-jin Saga ❯ Time to Fight!  The Saiya-jin are here! ( Chapter 7 )

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 7 - Time to Fight! The Saiya-jin are here!

Looking out at his Guardian's Kami could not help but smile proudly. The little senshi had taken to their training with the same ferocity as the adults and had learned their lessons quickly and well. "There is nothing more I can teach you and little time until the saiya-jin arrive. Spend these last few days with your families, tell them what you wish, but be prepared for battle."

"Hai!" they responded as one.

Kami nodded, "Good. But before you leave, let's get you new uniforms shall we? Mr. Popo, did you bring them?"

"Hai, Kami-sama."

With a smile and a gesture, the pile of clothing in Mr. Popo's arms vanished only to reappear on the appropriate Guardian. Each gi was identical to their previous ones save one thing, above the "Kame" crest was a number of blue stars matching the dragonball that each Guardian was linked to.

"Remember, I'm proud of you all."

Tears in their eyes, the Guardians turned to leave when they sensed two huge kis entered their range. Together they ran to the edge of the lookout stretching their senses toward the power sources.

"They're here," Akira stated, the others nodded grimly. The saiya-jin had just made planetfall.

"Ikuzo!" Jianu shouted leaping into the air.

"Matte!" Akira shouted, grabbing hold of her ankle.

Yanking free of his hold she glared down at him, "Nandato?!"

"They're moving, we should wait `till we know where there headed, then go."

"Hai," Jianu nodded and landed next to Akira ducking her head to hide her blush. Sometimes she was a little impulsive and jumped into situations head first, but with the other Guardians watching out for her she was usually able to keep out of trouble. Over the last year the seven of them had learned to recognize and counteract each others' flaws.

"They're headed towards Gohan and Piccolo," Chujitsu realized, "But why?"

Sean answered him, "Easy, those two are the strongest on the planet."

"Oh."

"Are we gonna stand here and talk or are we gonna go fight?" Marion asked, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Yah, like Jianu said before, ikuzo!" Miraku shouted and the seven took off in unison.

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"What say we make a game of this? Your warriors against our cultivars*," the smaller saiya-jin seemed to be enjoying the whole situation. His suggestion, however, did not sit well with Piccolo. He was ready to fight both them and their seven little home-grown monsters.

"Settle down, Piccolo. We can buy Goku some more time if we go along with their 'game'," Kuririn was worried, the saiya-jins had turned out to be far more powerful than anyone had imagined. They needed Goku!

"So who's first?"

Tien volunteered and Vegeta sent one of the cultivars out, but as the two prepared to fight a young voice rang out.

"Oi! You weren't gonna start without us, were you?!" The Guardians had arrived.

"Jan!" they chorused cheerfully as they landed.

Kuririn chuckled, "What took you guys so long?"

Jianu couldn't resist, "Lights were against us," she joked. Kuririn and Yamcha chuckled nervously, ruffling the girl's hair.

"You gonna say hi to your mom?" Kuririn whispered, pointing at the auburn-haired senshi staring right at them. Jianu nodded and walked calmly to her mother. "Konnichiwa Okaasan. It's been a long time," she said politely, resisting the near-overwhelming urge to hug her mother and be hugged in return. Now was NOT a good time.

Debra smiled down at her, "Hai, chibi. It has been awhile," she replied, taking in all the changes, the most obvious being the little one's hair which now fell to her waist, her bangs having grown out giving her hair a slightly layered look. Jianu had also gained nearly two inches in height, her muscles now visible, giving the girl a defined yet still childishly feminine body. Debra sighed inwardly, her child had grown, both inside and out. She placed a hand on her daughter's shoulder, wanting nothing more than to sweep her into her arms and hold her tight, "You've gotten bigger and so much stronger."

Jianu nodded, ~I missed you `Kaasan.~

~I missed you too sweetheart.~

Turning away from the mother-daughter reunion, Piccolo stared at the six other junior fighters. "Unbelievable, " he muttered.

"What is Piccolo-san?" Gohan asked his sensei.

"Kami brought his Dragonball Guardians into this. Heh, he should have kept them hidden."

"Why's that?"

"If we fail, they could have been the back-up plan. But now it's all or nothing."

Gohan chewed his lower lip in thought, "But since they're here, doesn't that mean we have a better chance at winning?" he reasoned, after all the more fighters they had the better, right?

"Maybe."

"Enough with the small talk! We came to fight!" Nappa growled, glaring daggers at the late arrivals. One child was insult enough, but seven more was unbearable!

Vegeta was amused and a tad intrigued. He understood Gohan's presence the boy was half-saiya-jin, but these children were human. Or were they? "Say Nappa, how many cultivars were left?"

"Seven I think."

"Perfect, get them out."

Debra scowled, she didn't care for that calculating look Vegeta had when he looked at the children.

As Nappa pulled the little container out, Jianu leaned over to Gohan, "What's a 'cultivar'?" she whispered.

Gohan pointed to one of the green monsters, "THAT'S a cultivar."

"Okay . . . What's that got to do with that jar then?"

"You'll see." The Z senshi watched as Nappa planted the seven seed-like balls into the ground, then poured a strange liquid on them. Everyone except Kuririn, Gohan, and Piccolo were amazed to see seven more of the creatures spring from the ground.

The Guardians had a surprising reaction to this, "Sugei!" they chorused.

"Wow. Instant people."

"How'd they do that?"

"Its just like in the movies."

"Now that that's been taken care of, shall we pick up where we left off?" if anything, Vegeta seemed amused by the antics of the young senshi.

Tien stepped forward again and quickly finished his match with the cultivar. After recovering from the shock of watching Vegeta destroy the creature, Debra took her turn. Further proving to Vegeta that the earth senshi were more formidable than they appeared. Nothing to worry about, but nothing to blow-off either.

Vegeta's gaze roamed over the Z senshi, "So, who's next?" Hushed whispering off to one side caught his attention, it was the children! "And just what are you brats talking about?" he growled, glaring darkly at the chibi senshi.

There was some more whispering, then finally Miraku shoved Jianu forward hissing, "You ask him!"

Jianu took a deep breath, then turned to Vegeta, "Ano . . . We'll go next, but we were wondering . . . Do you want us to fight together, or separately?" she paused again, "Or do you even care?" Vegeta just stared at her, he couldn't believe they were asking a stupid question like that. Vegeta wasn't the only one staring, the Z senshi were convinced the kids had flipped. The cheerful girl smiled, "I'll take that as a "don't care" then."

Takeshi stepped forward, "I'll go first, that way Jianu'll be last."

"Oi! Why do I have to be last?" she whined.

"`Cause you're the strongest of us that's why."

Jianu sighed, "All right. I'll be last."

Narrowing her eyes in thought, Debra watched as the green-haired boy stepped forward. She was the only one that hadn't seen the guardians fight before and was more than a little concerned. Sure they were strong, but they were also children.

Takeshi, Marion, Chujitsu, Sean, Akira, and Miraku. Each child finished their match quickly and efficiently, their very demeanor changing when they fought. Takeshi, Chujitsu, and Akira favored ki attacks while Marion, Sean, and Miraku favored physical. Marion going so far as to put her tiny fist completely through her opponent. The only one left was Jianu.

Slapping her on the shoulder, Miraku grinned cheerfully at the blond-haired girl. "Okay Jianu, try not to make the rest of us look bad, ne?"

"I'm not a show-off Miraku," Jianu growled, glaring at the ebony haired boy.

"Sure you're not."

"Why you . ."

"Oi you two. This is not the time or the place for that," Yamcha interrupted. He'd seen enough of their fights to know when one was about to start.

"Hai, Yamcha-san," they sighed, rolling their eyes in unison.

Without another word, Jianu flipped her ponytail behind her and walked onto the field. Her entire body at ease as she stared down her opponent.

'What the hell?! She's not taking a stance!' Debra thought, staring intently after her child, ready to spring to her rescue at any moment. She couldn't believe her daughter's carelessness!

Vegeta viewed her with the same intensity as her mother, there was something about this child . . . his thoughts were interrupted by the screech of the charging cultivar. He watched as the girl's eyes flashed and a thin bar of ki emerged from her right hand. "Energy Blade!" The young senshi dashed forward, swinging her arm in an arc as she passed the cultivar, stopping just a couple feet away. Standing straight, she turned around and smirked at the cultivar as it stood unmoving.

"What are you waiting for?! Attack the damn brat!" Nappa roared at the creature. Vegeta snorted in disgust at his companion's stupidity. This match was already over.

With a wet "schloop" the motionless cultivar split in two, shocking everyone save Jianu, Vegeta, and Piccolo. Turning to face the saiya-jin warriors Jianu smiled brightly, "Yatta!" she chirped, flashing a peace sign.

"Why you little brat!" Nappa snarled.

Vegeta chuckled, 'This one's got spirit. . . They're all young enough, if the children survive the adults, they can be retrained and if they prove too much trouble they'll be eliminated.'

"Jianu-chan, what the hell was that?!" Debra hissed at the cheerful little girl.

"It's my special attack."

"I can see that, but where did you learn how to do that?"

"Kuririn-san."

"Kuririn!"

At the mention of his name, the former monk turned wide eyes on the mother-daughter senshi. "Me? When did I . . .?" his voice trailed off as he remembered his new attack. 'She must have been watching me.'

~I bet it's really cool now, ne Kuririn-san?~

Despite the situation, Kuririn couldn't help but grin at the bright-eyed little girl, ~Hai chibi, it's pretty cool.~

Having recovered from his shock, Nappa's impatient behavior resurfaced, "So who's next? Or should we have a free-for all?"

"No. I'll go," Kuririn stepped forward.

Yamcha stopped him, "Wait a sec, Kuririn. I think I'll go next."

"But I . . ."

"You've already been brought back by the dragonballs. At least if anything happens to me, I can be brought back. Sit this one out for me, ne?"

"Yeah sure," Kuririn reluctantly backed down.

Yamcha's fight went as quickly as the others' had, much to Nappa's continued annoyance and surprise. Feeling a bit cocky, the scarred ningen offered to fight the remaining four cultivars all at once. Vegeta was game, but then again he knew something the other senshi didn't. Yamcha's fight wasn't over. Without warning the downed cultivar jumped from the crater it had been embedded in and latched onto the human senshi, pinning his arms to his sides. The other Z senshi shouted out as he struggled with the creature, but it was too late. With a powerful explosion, both Yamcha and the cultivar were dead.

The Z senshi's emotions ran the gamut from shocked to enraged to woe. For the children, it was a sobering experience, and a harsh slap to the face. They could very well die here.

It was Kuririn who recovered first. To avenge his friend, the small senshi took on the remaining cultivars. Giving the others time to escape, Kuririn launched a massive ki beam at their enemies, all of whom were grouped together. Not surprisingly, the cultivars leapt out of the way, but it was in vain. Smirking triumphantly, Kuririn altered the beam's course straight up before splitting it into six beams, all aimed at a different target. Each one hit dead on, and as the dust began to clear, it appeared he had annihilated them all.

"Yahoo!"

"Yatta! Yatta! Kuririn-san!"

"Nice shot Kuririn."

"Sugei!"

"Kuririn-san that was amazing!"

"It was the least I could do," Kuririn replied looking pleased with his work.

Suddenly, one remaining cultivar shot out of the small cave it had hid in, claw aimed at Gohan. Before anyone else could react, Piccolo had stopped it cold, barely an inch away from Gohan's face. With a snarl, the former demon king, threw the creature into the air and vaporized it with a well-placed mouth blast.

"Woah!" the guardians chorused.

Gohan thanked his mentor, but Piccolo just brushed off his thanks, he'd only done it as a warm-up.

The Guardians merely smiled to themselves, they knew the truth. Piccolo was actually quite fond of Son Gohan, a surprising yet wonderful thing. The chilling sound of mocking laughter brought their attention back to the still dissipating dust cloud just in time to watch the two saiya-jin emerged unharmed. The Chikyuu-jin couldn't believe it.

Kuririn was stunned, "I used my full power for that," he muttered disbelievingly.

"Oi, Vegeta. Why don't I take care of them. They won't be a challenge."

"Do as you like," Vegeta stood back as Nappa stalked towards the Z senshi.

Sneering derisively at Chikyuu's defenders the behemoth began his power-up, much to the horror of the Z senshi. No one could have THAT much power!

August 2000
re-edited March 18, 2004

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*~aka saibamen, "cultivar" is the name given to them in the manga

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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.