Dragon Ball Kotonaru

Chapter 1

            The adventure of a lifetime. An adventure that would result in the bringing of so many dangers, yet so many moments of heroism... It all began...
            With a girl shooting a little boy in the face.
            "Oww! Owie! Can you please stop that!?" A young little boy, with a small brown tail connected to his spine, yelled, as a girl stood over him, blue haired, with questionably appropriate clothing for her age, held a literal AK47, shooting the kid in the face.
            Bullet after bullet slammed into the boy's cheeks, nose, and forehead, making him flinch in pain, and get slight burn marks. Then, his tail lunged out, and slapped the gun out of the screaming girls hand. She gasped, and squeaked, holding her hands up in surrender.
            "I'm sorry! Please don't kill me!" She screamed. The boy pulled an orange staff from his back, and aimed one end towards her.
            "I should burn you! You witch! With your foul magic! With that giant monster under your control! I'm glad I killed it." The young man said. The girl raised an eyebrow for a minute.
            "Monster... Witch..." She muttered, her eyes narrowing in annoyance.
            "Brat! I'm no witch! And what you destroyed was my car!" She yelled, gesturing to the destroyed vehicle next to them. It looked like a good truck, huge, heavy, and endurable. However, now, the engine and the entire front side was crushed. Both the girl and the boy, as well as the car, all were surrounded by lush forest trees, and a huge vastness of the wild expanded beyond their little clearing. The boy growled, and held his stick closer to her face.
            "Shush! How can I trust a witch... And ummm... What's a car?" The boy asked. The girl sighed, rolling her eyes.
            "Well maybe if you weren't a forest dwelling animal... Or rather, I guess half an animal-" She said, looking at his tail, then returning her fiery gaze to his eyes,
            "Then maybe you'd actually know a car is a mechanical device engineered to be able to get you to any destination quicker than a normal human could walking." She explained, placing fists on her waist, glaring down at the boy. The tailed teenager gulped nervously.
            "What... What were all those big words?" He asked. She groaned, making her palm hit her forehead, as she slapped the staff out of her face.
            "You get in the car, and it makes you go places fast!" She yelled. The boy flinched and nodded, understanding.
            "Oh... Okay... Well... Ummm... Grandpa Gohan told me never to trust a witch, but you seem much too old to be witch. Although you do have that ugly face." He said. The girl's eyes lit aflame, and she seized him up by the blue gi top he was wearing.
            "Excuse you, furry boy, but are you so horribly uneducated and wild that you can't see the most beautiful woman you've ever seen!? I'm Bulma! And I'm BEAUTIFUL!" She screamed in his face, throwing him down into the ground. He coughed a bit, and got back up.
            "Woman? Grandpa taught me about them... Said they don't know how to stop crying. He said there might be a few good ones though, like how it is with everyone. I've never meet a girl though... Until now. I'm Goku. Nice to meet you." He outstretched his hand to shake, but Bulma slapped it away.
            "Whoever raised you must've been cranky and old..." She muttered, turning away. Goku growled.
            "Don't make of fun of Grandpa! He was a great man... And now he's gone. And you shouldn't make fun of people who are gone. They should be here to defend themselves!" He yelled. Bulma rolled her eyes.
            "Whatever kid. I'm gonna use another capsule, and go find that Dragon Ball nearby." Bulma told him. Goku raised an eyebrow.
            "Capsule? Dragon Ball? What are those?" He questioned. Bulma sighed and turned back around.
            "Dragon Balls are big, orange orbs, with stars in the middle. Like this-" Bulma pulled out a Dragon Ball, an orb with two stars in the middle. She also pulled out one more, one with seven stars in the middle. Goku gasped when he saw them.
            "Woah... They're just like Grandpa's gift! The one he gave me to remember him by, while he's gone!" Goku exclaimed. Bulma nodded, then smiled.
            "Oh, you know where the other one is at? Can you lead me to it?" She asked. Goku nodded, and put his staff on his back, then turned around, gesturing for Bulma to follow, as he walked off.
            Goku and Bulma walked for a little while, making small conversation by merely pointing out what was around them. Soon, they arrived at a small house, in the middle of the forest. Goku led Bulma to a shack next to it, and opened it up... To reveal a room mostly bare, but in the very center, on a marble pedestal, sat a Dragon Ball... With four stars in the middle...
            Bulma walked up the pedestal, admiring the mystical orb. She tried to grab at it, but Goku shouted.
            "No! Stop. Don't take it. That's all I got left of my Grandpa before he comes back. He told me to protect it at all costs!" Goku Told Bulma. Bulma sighed, turning to him. She would obviously need to persuade him... She smirked, then posed, and popped her button on the cargo shorts, unzipping a little bit for Goku to see.
            "Well... What if I give you a little peek?" Bulma offered, with a giggle. Goku frowned, unimpressed.
            "I don't care about your stank crotch, you're not taking my Dragon Ball." Goku answered. Bulma sighed, and zipped back up and buttoned her cargo shorts.
            "Well... Worth a shot. But all I need is five of these things, and I can make a wish! Please? I promise your Dragon Ball will be yours right after. I'll even let you come with me and keep it until I need it. Okay?" She asked. Goku sighed, and nodded.
            "Alright I guess... But I better get a lot of food. I eat a lot." Goku told her. Bulma chuckled and shrugged.
            "Shouldn't be too much trouble for the Princess of Capsule Corp!" She giggled and winked. Goku didn't get it, but he grabbed his Dragon Ball, and placed it in his Gi.
            "I hope Grandpa comes back... Ever since the full moon, he hasn't returned from hunting that big monster..." Goku murmured. Bulma and Goku soon left the shack, walking a little distance away, before Bulma sighed, looking up at the setting sun.
            "Hey Goku, was it? Can we spend the night here, at your house?" Bulma asked. Goku nodded.
            "Sure!" He ran back into the house, and Bulma followed, walking behind. In a few hours, night had fallen, and Goku and Bulma lay in the only bedroom. Goku on his bed, and Bulma on the huge bed that belonged to Gohan. Bulma was fast asleep, but Goku was laying awake, unsure about his new companion. There was one burning question in his mind...
            So to quench his mind, he crawled in bed with Bulma, who lay wearing only a mere pink shirt, and her panties. And in typical fashion, he grabbed ahold of Bulma's panties, and pulled them down.
            "WHERE ARE YOUR BALLS!?" Goku screamed, immediately waking the girl. Her eyes snapped open. She looked at Goku, and a rage unlike any he'd ever seen before ignited in her eyes. Goku turned to run, but her hands snapped up to the bedside table, where she had laid a gun...
            Gun shots echoed outside, filling the night forest with sound.
            "WHAT ARE YOU!?" A young male voice echoed throughout the forest.
            "A BEAUTIFUL, VIRGIN WOMAN, YOU PERVERT!" A feminine voice replied, much louder than the males...