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CHAPTER 288 GOTTA COLLECT EM ALL

    CHAPTER 288 GOTTA COLLECT EM ALL


    <span style="font-weight:400">The second Dragon ball was sitting on a beach. Out in the open for all to see. The next was at the bottom of the ocean. Zuina and I disrobed and jumped off Nimbus. Both diving down as far as we could we found it hidden in a reef. Swimming together we marveled at all the colors and fish as we searched the area over and over. I could hold my breath for 30 minutes and Zuina could do longer, but she always came up for air with me. Enjoying thepany as we leisurely looked for Dragon Balls. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The 4th ball was being sold as an amulet in a pawn shop. I had to pay a whole gold coin for it. The man’s eyes about dropped out of his head when he saw the intricate design on the coin. Positive that it was from some ancient civilization he practically threw the Dragon Ball to me. He had no idea what kind of fortune he gave up for 1 gold, but I wasn’t about to tell him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The 5th ball was in a major city. A major city that had a huge festival going on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shall we?” I asked as we stood outside the festival. Large booths set up, some rides in the back, there were hundreds of people all around the ce.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do what?” She asked, unsure.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Check it out,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“But the ball is that way,” she said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who cares. Let’s have some fun,” I said. Grabbing her hand I pulled her into the festival. It wasn’t long until she got into it. Walking down the lines of booths she began stuffing her face as I gave her zeni to buy what she wanted. Her cheeks full I couldn’t help but notice how innocent she was. At home in the wilderness, or most anywhere, Zuina took it all as it came at her.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">We yed some games. Winning a stuffed bear for her she took it happily and we walked hand in hand through the ce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you want to do with your life?” I asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“This,” she said without hesitation. <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hold hands?” I asked, looking down to ours.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I mean travel the world,” she said.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh you don’t want to hold hands?” I asked as I pulled mine away. Her grip tightened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t say that,” she said, her voice stern.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You just did,” Iughed from the seriousness in her voice.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not what I meant,” she said, rolling her eyes. I didn’t know how to take her. One minute she was an innocent girl, then the next she was rolling her eyes like every woman I had ever known. “I like this.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good, me too,” I said, dragging her along. “So, you want to travel the world? Haven’t you been all around it?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have,” she said. “And above it. But I live for this. Going somewhere new. Experiencing it all. There’s a lot I haven’t done yet.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I agree,” I said. “Like kiss.” She turned to me, confused. I leaned forward and gave her a peck on the lips. “There now we have.” She blushed deeply as her eyes darted this way and that. “Come on. I think I’ve found just the thing for you.” Dragging her forward I pushed her toward a grouping of tables. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?” She asked, looking around.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not an eating contest,” I said sadly. “But looks like they have a challenge. If you can eat the Meatvnche in 10 minutes you get the meal and a shirt for free.” I pointed to a sign that said that near the booth. There was a picture of a pile of meat overflowing off of a te. I walked up to the counter and ordered the very expensive meal.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The woman at the counter rang the bell, drawing people’s attention. “We have our first challenger to the Meatvnche!” She yelled. “What is your name, sir?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh not me, her,” I said pointing to the confused girl behind me. “Her name is Zuina.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Perfect. Let’s hear a round of apuse for the first to fall to the Meatvnche,” she said. People pped half heartedly but went about their day. I was honestly getting excited. She had been stuffing her face since we got there. Finally Zuina would face a true challenge.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After about 10 minutes the meat was cooked. I guessed they had prepped for such an asion. Zuina was given a bib and the te of food was as overflowing as advertised. Bacon, sausage, steak, brisket, potato wedges, pork tenderloin, mozzare sticks, and pretty much every delicious food I could think of was piled on it. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I shouldn’t,” Zuina said. Her stomach growling as she stared at the mountain of food.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You should. This is a tournament,” I said. “Don’t show it any mercy, Zuina. Win the challenge.” She nodded quickly, her eyes turning into T-bone steaks as she salivated. People stopped to watch and the timer started. Zuina started on it immediately. Taking huge bites she hardly stopped to enjoy it as she practically inhaled the food. The pile bigger than her head she never stopped chewing. A smile on her face more and more people stopped to watch as she continued on.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">When she made it to the potato wedges she finally took a break to drink her water. But the rest was inhaled soon enough. Practically gone in 2 minutes t people watched in stunned silence. Then the crowd cheered as they realized it was over. Zuina blushed but was soon paraded around by the people that owned the booth. Excited that someone beat the challenge they were getting more orders for the challenge as Zuina was stuffed in a T-shirt that said she won the challenge.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did I do good?” She asked, surprised.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You did awesome,” I admitted. “Where do you put all that food?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No idea,” she said, blushing. Looking down to the shirt I could feel the joy emanating off of her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come on, want to get on a ride?” I asked. She nodded and we were off to the ferris wheel. Though she could fly up to the clouds, the Saiyan woman still enjoyed the experience. Looking out onto the city I forced myself to calm down and enjoy the moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once we were done we left to go on our quest once more. Zuina was more at ease around me as we walked through the streets. Following the radar we eventually found the Dragon Ball in the nest of arge bird on a building.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Off to our next Dragon Ball it got dark so we decided to camp. “Want to sleep under the stars?” She asked, nervous.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I had gone off with Bulma’s dad he had shown me a wide range of capsules. I had considered getting a ne or motorbike. But I could move around on my water tform easily enough. I opted for arge 3 bedroom house. With electricity, showers, and hot water, it was a far better capsule to have at my beck and call.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’d love to,” I decided on. If we used my capsule she would probably opt to sleep in different rooms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Zuinanded us in an open field. “Bulma said it’s best to not sleep next to-”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t mind,” I said with a shrug. Laying down on the grass I stared up at the impossibly clear stars. “Care to join me?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh sure,” Zuina said, hiding a smile. Sheid next to me without touching me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Trying my luck I offered, “You can get closer…you know, for body heat.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay,” she mumbled. Moving slightly closer I pulled her to me. She fought a little but not much. Setting her on my shoulder she stiffened but eventually rxed as she looked up to the sky. Quiet for a long time our heartbeats synched as weid there.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s been a long time since I’ve traveled with someone,” she admitted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yeah?” I asked. “When was thest time?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Bulma maybe,” she admitted. “Back when we met and looked for Dragon Balls.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What did you wish for with them?” I asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“The first time? My friend wished forfortable underwear,” she mumbled. I barked augh.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Dang, were theyfortable?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know,” she said giggling. “Another time I asked for a friend of mine to be brought back to life.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yeah. Did it work?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. It was the dad of my friend,” she said. “I haven’t thought about that in forever. Thest time I did it, I had to bring my other friends back to life.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You have a lot of friends,” I said. “Who killed them?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“A few years ago there was this bad guy,” she said with a sigh. “King Polo. He killed Master Roshi, Chiaotzu, had my best friend Krillin killed.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think I remember hearing about that,” I said. “Did you beat him?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I did. Hardest fight I ever had,” she admitted. “I had to kill him.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s too bad. Don’t like killing, I assume?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s nasty,” she said. “I prefer to try to understand one another. I love fighting, but fighting to the death is stupid. Everyone has people they care about. There is no reason to make more people suffer. Killing is the easy solution. Giving up is so much better.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What if you can’t give up?” I asked, genuinely curious.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What happens if by giving up, you hurt those around you?” I asked. Thinking on my Challenges. Thest thing I wanted to do was forfeit.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then don’t lose,” she said, giving me a smirk. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course. Why didn’t I think of that?” I asked. I honestly couldn’t get angry at that answer. One thing that all the protagonists had inmon was they never gave up. Never surrendered. When they had every reason to lose, they pushed through. Making themselves stronger through sheer will power to save the day. I just wished I could be a protagonist. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’refortable,” she mumbled as she became quieter.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, you too,” I said, pulling her toy her head on my pec. I guessed beating her in a fight allowed her to be a little passive to me. Letting out a sigh she rxed into me. Her leg moving to my thigh it wasn’t long until we were both asleep.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next day I woke up to spooning her. Zuina was happilyying there awake. “Morning,” I whispered. She jumped a little.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Morning,” she said, not moving. I reached my hand around her waist, pulling her closer. She let it happen and weid like that for a long while. It wasn’t until her stomach growled that we had to get moving. “Can we go back to that challenge at the festival?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope, but we can find you some food,” I assured and we were on our way.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">After she ate a few tes of food at a diner we got on the trail of the 6th Dragon Ball. This one was hidden in the den of arge lizard. Zuina sted it away for her second breakfast and we were off to find the 7th and final.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It took the rest of the day but the radar caught scent of it. Unfortunately for us it was in a government facility. Or at least that’s what it looked like to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How do you normally do this?” I asked Zuina.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“When I was younger I’d ask them for the Dragon Ball,” she admitted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Did that ever work?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope,” she admitted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Didn’t think so. Come on. I have an idea,” I said. Parking ourselves near the road that led to the facility we waited for a car with a couple people in uniform. Stepping in front of their car they screeched to a halt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As the driver yelled at us I put him and the passenger in a Genjutsu. Putting them to sleep was easy enough. Pulling them out of the car we let them sleep it off in the woods.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What will this do?” Zuina asked. I did a transformation jutsu and turned into the driver.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah, that''s cool,” she admitted. Her eyes wide as she studied my face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You want me to turn you into that one?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can you?” She asked. I nodded. “And…I can turn back?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. It’s just an illusion,” I assured.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh good. I’d hate to be a guy,” she mumbled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I wouldn’t have you any other way,” I said and transformed her into the higher rank officer. I was soon driving us to the base. Getting past the front gate was easy enough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We parked underground and followed the radar to get closer to the ball. “This is so cool,” she whispered in a very girlie voice that didn’t match the general or whoever she was pretending to be. “Is this something you could teach me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you promise to teach me how to use Ki, I’d be happy to.” Then I remembered it required chakra. Which had a less than innocent method to activate. “Uh I mean, eventually.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eventually? Why?” She asked, disappointed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it’s uh,” I whispered as we got into an elevator. “It’s kind of embarrassing how I have to awaken it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How do you do it?” She asked, confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unsure how to broach the subject I thought it best to be tactful. “You ever uh walk in on Bulma and Yamcha being girlfriend and boyfriend?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, you mean when they have sex?” She asked loudly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh yeah,” I said. Blushing in embarrassment. It felt weird saying this to such an innocent girl. “It requires that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?! Why?” She asked, believing me wholeheartedly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have this skill to gift it,” I said slowly. “But it requires that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ve never done…that,” Zuina said. The face she was wearing didn’t blush, but I guessed she was. The elevator chimed and we walked out into a busy hall. We both quieted as we moved closer to the ball.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We made it to ab when we were right on top of the dragon ball on the radar. Unfortunately Zuina’s keycard didn’t work so we had to go to n B.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Think you can break this big metal door down?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh yeah,” she said. Drawing her arm back she blew it away with one blow. A split secondter rms started ring but we were already inside. Moving past scientists I found the Dragon ball inside a ss case. Lasers pointed at the small orb I guessed they were testing it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Breaking the ball out with a punch we grabbed it and ran. Pandemonium going on outside we escaped in the confusion. Zuina jumping on my ice tform we flew away as she held onto me this time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You ever done that before?” She asked in my ear. I turned back but frowned. Ending her transformation I preferred her face than some older and balder general.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Broke into a government facility and stole something? Surprisingly no,” I said. “I mean I’ve broken into locked down ces before. But never stolen anything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I mean…what we were talking about…in the basement,” she whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ohhh sex?” I asked. “‘No.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was told that was something you should save for someone special,” she said. “Like your husband.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, that’s true,” I said. “Guess if you want to learn the skill you’ll just have to marry me then.” I gave her my best smile as she blushed. As innocent as ever I was surprised how much her Spiritual Energy leaked joy. Nervous about what to do I flew us off in silence. Shetched onto me more and we made it off into the sunset.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“So how do you do it?” I asked Zuina.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You face the balls. And shout the magic words,” she admitted. “The dragon will rise and you ask nicely for your wish. Do you know what you’re going to ask for?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I think so,” I said. “Okay you uh summon him.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You sure? What if I make my own wish?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What would you wish for? Another Meatvnche?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Could I?” She asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, why wouldn’t you wish for like a lifetime supply of them?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“His powers not infinite,” Zuina said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s food. Not some ungodly amount of elixir of youth,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know. That was a lot of meat,” she said, unconvinced. I chuckled as I waved her forward. The 7 dragon balls a couple of paces away the golden balls began to pulse and glow when we brought them together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Extending her hands out she studied them. Getting serious she yelled, “Arise Shenron!” Nothing happened for a moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That it-“ a lightning bolt streaked down hitting the 7 balls, deafening me as the night became cloudy and more thunder sounded from above. The 7 balls glowed brightly then a white light snaked out of them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like a ball of pure energy I felt the Spiritual Energy skyrocket as it became more powerful. I stared up in awe as the white light continued to grow until a long snakelike dragon was revealed above our heads.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Who has summoned me?!” It roared. Zuina looked back at me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh it is I, Great Shenron,” I said, growing nervous from how powerful the dragon felt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Speak your wish,” the dragon ordered in a deep voice that sounded like creaking branches in a storm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I wish to win my-“ my voice stopped as soon as I tried to say Challenges. “Fuck,” I cursed. I thought it was too much to ask, but I guessed I really couldn’t talk to anyone about them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Speak!” Shenron ordered when I didn’t speak for a moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry uh, I wish…” I really wanted to wish for all of my powers to be rolled into one. No more Nen, and Chakra, and Haki. Make it all one energy. But for some reason I held off. There had to be a better way to phrase it where I got everything I wanted. Or at least more than I currently had.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I wish…for you to change my body so that I can use my Ki and other internal energies as efficiently as possible!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had struggled for the right words. Keeping it clear and all one sentence. I was worried that splitting it up into multiple sentences would make him judge the wish as more than 1. I was also hoping to get a bump in strength for my other powers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shenron breathed heavily far above us as I waited for his answer. It felt a little wasteful for a being that could bring the dead back to life, but strength was all I needed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It has been done!” Shenron roared.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?” I asked, surprised. But the dragon began to glow. The 7 balls raising up in the air Shenron disappeared as the balls glowed brighter.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Zuina jumped up as the 7 balls scattered. Grabbing the 4-star ball before it could get away shended easily. Showing the gray stone of the ball she gave me a confused look.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s wrong?” She asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t know. I don’t feel any different,” I said. Making fists I sensed my energies but there was no change. Then out of the blue my body was racked with intense pain. My teeth chattered as I felt a stronger pain than ever before. And with that I cked out.
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