I'll Fight Too! (Pt. I)

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Chapter 9


I'll Fight Too! (Pt. I)


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Chichi found your body, passed out on the floor, under an hour later and rushed you off to the hospital at once. The fever took a few days to die down and for you to regain your strength.

"You have a visitor, it's a girl," Chichi told you, taking a pitcher of water and pouring it into a plastic cup. You sent her a questioning frown, but the answer dawned on you shortly after.


The girl you had rescued from those rapists: Umi.


You gulped as another thought occurred. "Did she say why she was here?" you asked cautiously, though trying to sound as casual about it as possible.


Chichi shook her head then handed you the cup. "No, not really; shall I tell her to come back later?"


It was your turn to shake your head, relieved that your mom didn't seem to have any knowledge regarding your training. "I'm feeling much better now," you replied, sitting up from your temporary hospital bed.


Chichi nodded and walked over to the door and opened it. Behind it was Umi with the same shy look on her face. Her gaze slowly lifted from staring the floor tiles and looked at Chichi, then at you.


"You may come in," you consented in a friendly manner.


After Chichi left the room, Umi bashfully entered the room and sat in the chair beside your bed. She stared down at her hands situated on her lap and remained silent.


You cleared your throat and decided to speak up, "Is your leg feeling any better now?"


She looked up from her hands to you and nodded then looked at the closed door then back to you. "When I..." she began, pointing at the door behind her. You leaned forward, allowing her to continue, "Came by yesterday, I saw two guys right outside the room. I wasn't sure if whether or not they were family, but the doctors told me you were asleep and that I wasn't allowed in."


You were a little surprised to hear the concern in her voice. Though still a stranger, she already seemed to be worried for your safety.


"You must mean Trunks and Gohan," you clarified, drawing your knees to your chest and rested your elbows on top of them. You began explaining to her whom the two were to clear any confusion.


"Trunks...he sounds like a nice person..." Blushing, Umi looked up at you, "Are the two of you to-together?"


Just then you began to choke, almost spitting out the water you began sipping at the time. "What-No! He's my best friend!!!" you exclaimed in between coughs.


The sudden commotion caused nearby doctors and nurses to peer in and pressed a finger to their lips, shushing you. A high number of crimson shades flooded your face. You turned so your back now faced Umi and the eavesdroppers...or, doctors who shortly resumed their daily routine.

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