The Female Warrior

Chapter 13 - A New Rival?

I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL; ALL characters and scenes belong to their respective owners, Akira Toriyama and Toei Animation. I only own the scenes and people not correlated into the canon series.

LOOK AT KRILLIN'S JAZZ HANDS EEEEEE ok sorry just had to say that

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(y/n)'s pov

An hour later, the kitchen is clean and I smile in satisfaction. I hear Master Roshi coming down the stairs and smile. Now he can inspect the kitchen. I walk out of the kitchen and turn the corner but nearly fall back in shock. Coming down the stairs, clad in a maroon suit, was Master Roshi. In his left hand was a bottle of wine sitting in a pail of ice, in his right was a tape player.

He regarded me before giggling like a high school boy. "How do I look (y/n)? Pretty good for over 300 years old." I'm still in shock as Roshi sashays past me, setting the pail down on the table with the music player. He then presses the play button, dancing to a tune that began to play.

I clear my throat. "Uh, Master? I finished the kitchen." Roshi nods and pauses his dancing. "Good, that will be all for now." I nod before sitting laying facedown on the couch, not wanting to watch Roshi dance any longer.

I hear Master Roshi rummaging through things so I glance up. He is inside a closet, picking up a pink turtle shell and putting it on his back before sitting nervously on the couch, awaiting Goku's arrival. Seeing him so anxious makes me smile softly. "You look great Master. Don't sweat it." Roshi looks at me and laughs nervously before looking out the window in anticipation. "Thanks (y/n)"

"Hey Master? Where is the restroom?" Roshi points over his shoulder. "Just down the hall. If you need to freshen up in the shower, the cold and hot are swapped." I nod my head. "Thanks Master." Getting up from the couch, I walk to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and locking it with a click.

Sighing, I splashed my face with cold water and let out a satisfied hum. Patting my face dry, I got out of my old clothes and pulled out the capsule, popping it open to reveal a few outfits. Going for a lazy but flexible outfit, I grabbed some black athletic shorts and a grey shirt. Styling my hair in the way I liked it, I closed everything else back into the capsule and walked back into the living room.

"I like you outfit (y/n)." I was worried the old man was being a pervert, but I found his gaze on my face and a sincere tone to his words. I smile slightly. "Thanks Master." I sit down on the couch and watch the ocean with a calm expression.

Soon enough, we hear Goku's voice. "Master Roshi, she's here!" Roshi jumps up from the couch and leans out the window with a perverted smile. "I'm coming!" He then runs out the door before he lets out a yell. Curious, I follow Roshi and look up to see a woman taller than the house staring at us. I snort in amusement before it turns into a cackle at Roshi's horrified face. I look at Goku and laugh harder at how proud he looks.

Goku gestures to her. "Look, isn't she great?" The lady's deep deeeep voice is heard. "I'm ready to play."

Roshi quickly grabs Goku and I before rushing inside the house. He sighs. "Looks like your first lesson won't be in martial arts." Goku just tilts his head and I smile and his naivety. Some probably saw it as an annoying thing, but my parents always said 'ignorance is bliss'.

Roshi then puts up a finger. "Now, which one of these is prettier?" Roshi then holds up two images. One with a a thin, orange haired woman and a different woman with a heavier body style, glasses on her nose and brown hair upon her head. GOku looks between the two pictures before shrugging. "I like both." Roshi sighs. "What are you, a saint?"