"Goku, save me!"
Seeing Oolong running away, Yamcha had just started moving when Goku blocked his path with a stick.
"What are you doing, kid!"
"Haha, if you want to kill Oolong, then, you must defeat me first!"
"Hmph! Then, I won't be polite!" With a snort, Yamcha, influenced by his memories of this life, attacked in a fit of anger.
Vuu!
He drew the curved sword on his waist and slashed at him.
With the agility of a monkey, Goku kicked against the ground, jumping over him in a flip.
Yamcha turned around just in time.
"Yaaa!"
The stick descended quickly, stirring a gust of wind!
Grrrn!
The sound of metal echoed in the air as Yamcha finally blocked the attack by a hair's breadth.
Cold sweat poured down his face as he stared at the kid whose power astonished him.
The impact rebounded, pushing them in opposite directions.
The moment Goku touched the ground, he shouted. "Grow, stick, grow!"
And, unexpectedly, the stick, did really grow!
No! Caught off guard, he could only try his best to block.
The powerful impact made him fall on his butt.
Thankfully, he wasn't careless and managed to block the attack.
Getting up on his feet, he glanced at Goku.
"Boy, that stick, who gave it to you?"
"Hm? This? It was my grandpa!"
"And his name?"
Smiling, Goku answered without thinking much. "Grandpa's name was Son Gohan!"
The mention of this name made everyone around pause momentarily.
"No way! That supreme martial artist? Then, isn't that stick, Nyoi-Bo?"
Hidden behind the legs of one of the rock formations, Oolong stuck out his head with widened eyes. "Eesh, even I've heard of him! And that's saying somethin'!
In that case...
"Fist of the wolf fang!" With a cry, Yamcha pounced on Goku, startling him.
Expecting a punch, Goku was fooled in the last moment, getting a kick to the face.
"Yaaaaah!" Following up with a bunch of claw attacks, he repeatedly struck Goku on the chest, head and arms before finalizing with a double fang strike!
The powerful attack pushed Goku away like a missile. His small figure burst through one rock pillar after another uninterrupted.
"Ihhhh!!" Almost peeing his pants, Oolong cried with silent tears. 'Damn Goku! How could you lose!'
Turning towards Oolong, Yamcha spoke with anger. "Are you ready for your punishment?"
"Ha-haha, master Yamcha, you're so handsome and powerful, how about this! I will give you this hoi-poi capsule as my apology to Puar!"
Walking over and grabbing it, Yamcha was surprised and replied with a smile. "Ohoho! A 'M' sized capsule is it? This is quite a bit of change. Since you're sincere, I think it's alright. What do you think Puar?"
Saying this, he threw the capsule to his good blue haired friend.
"Ah! For me?"
Puar stared at Oolong in surprise.
"That's right, that's right!" Oolong nodded like a chicken pecking food. "I realize now that I was a very bad person in the past, let me make it up to you with this capsule!"
A stiff smile adorned Oolong's pork face as cold sweat slid down his back.
"Take this! Rock, paper an' scissors fist!"
Caught off guard, Yamcha had no time to react, a powerful fist hit his belly and he bended over, this action allowed Goku to follow up with two fingers poking Yamcha in the eyes, and finally ended with a palm strike that sent him flying back.
"Ahhh!" Shaking in pain, Yamcha hit the ground with force, making the stone underneath him crack and rolled a few times.
"Damn brat!"
Struggling, he slowly stood up as he grasped his belly in pain.
"I won't let this slide!"
Seeing this, the droopy Goku sighed helplessly. "I'm so hungry... Uh, I can't fight..."
Just as Yamcha was about to hit him squarely on the face a feminine and beautiful voice sounded.
"Hey... Whos is this...?"
A girl sat down groggily, seemingly just waking up after taking a nap under the shade of the rock formation.
She had combed striking purple hair reaching down her chest, beautiful glistening eyes and a cute face.
The moment he saw her, Yamcha's heart paused.
And the influence of his past self kicked in like a rocket.
"So pretty..." He stared at her in a daze, as she too stared at him in the eyes.
Because of this distraction, he didn't look where he was stepping and slipped on a rock.
Domp!
Hearing the muffled sound, Puar panicked.
"Ah! Yamcha-sama!"
"P-puar, there's a girl there!"
"I-I know, Yamcha-sama, but what are we gonna do?!" Puar knew about Yamcha's problem, he was very handsome when stealing, but his heart was like butter, it would melt in the presence of pretty girls.
"No, I can't be like that anymore..."
Stealing his heart, he turned to look at them but froze instead when he saw the face staring at him just a few inches away!
"Ahh, you're so handsome, mister!"
A chil crawled Yamcha's skin after being stared at from so up close! Still, he tried to answer as calmly as possible.
"Ha-hahaha! I ahh..." A furious blush adorned his face as he stared at this pretty girl oggling him. "T-thanks I guess! Y-you are also very pretty!"
"Ah, you think so too?"
The girl's answer caught him off guard and he almost fell.
"My name is Bulma, handsome! I'm a scientist! What about you? Where do you live? Do you have a girlfriend? Do you have a job? Ah forget about the last one, I can give you any money you need!"
The series of questions dazed Yamcha and fried his cpu.
Seeing smoke coming out on top of Yamcha's steaming red head, Puar slapped his forehead. "It's over, the pretty fist won in the end..."
Bulma stared helplessly at the handsome boy who fell down on the ground. Seemingly loosing his consciousness.
"Ahh! What happened? Why did he faint?"
"Maybe Goku beat him too hard in the head?" Oolong said on the side.
"Damn Goku! How could you beat my future boyfriend like that!"
"So hungry..."
While Yamcha was sleeping soundly on the ground, a voice that he had heard just early this morning sounded again, and only he could hear it.
[Ding! You have learned Rock, Paper and Scissors fist! Progress is 0%]