Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 17

It was the day before the Cell Games and honestly, to say Nachi was wrecked with nervousness and slight fear was an understatement.

On the last three days, she had been training with her father to make sure they were at their absolute best, and he had been more of a hard-ass than he was in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. She knew she shouldn't get angry with him, but it was hard with him breathing down her neck and barking at her.

However, she knew it was for the best. He was worried for her performance and safety, and had he been some Earthling, he would've protested from sending her off to go against the cicada. He knew it was in a Saiyan's blood to fight and come out victorious.

She dodged another one of his fists and used her arm to block the kick aimed at her side, panting heavily from the impact regardless from her block.

"You can't keep dodging me forever, Nachi. Offense is just as important as defense!"

She growled a bit, her teal eyes narrowed in annoyance before relaxing. As he aimed another punch towards her, she did the same and both fists collided. Thinking quickly, she brought her leg up and kicked at the elbow, eliciting a pained hiss from the male. She took his off-guard position and brought her tail to wrap around his elbow, using it as a spring to turn to his back. She pushed him down with her feet, ignoring his confused grunt, and pinned him down. She cheered on his back.

"HA! Finally got you down!" She grinned, eyes sparkling in determination.

Vegeta snorted and smirked, not that she could see. "Fine, brat. That's enough for today."

She nodded and stepped off his back, powering down to her base form. As she watched her father stand and dust himself off, she asked, "We'll win tomorrow, right, daddy?"

He hummed and brought a hand to her head. "Do I hear doubt in your voice, cub? Don't ask questions you know the answer to! That bug will be nothing but amphibian food once we're done with him!"

Nachi smiled a bit. "I believe you, daddy."

"Hmph. You better. I'm always right."

"... If you say so."

"WHAT WAS THAT, BRAT?!"

...

Vegeta had insisted on going there without the others, so Nachi dutifully followed him and now both are on top of the rocks, awaiting for the time to start.

Nachi was bored, with her chin on her palm and her elbow on her thigh as she sat on the rock. She boredly looked around the area, raising an eyebrow as she spotted some humans with cameras and microphones in hand.

Tch. They'll die if they stay here, she thought to herself.

Not long after they arrived, the Z-fighters arrived and Goku called out, "Hey Vegeta! Nachi!"

Vegeta didn't acknowledge the man while Nachi let out a grunt in response.

The man sweatdropped. "Jeez. Tough crowd..." He murmured, before looking down himself and spotting Cell. He glared at him.

He had a plan in mind that was going to work, no matter what.

Nachi dusted herself off as she got up, heading in Gohan's direction and almost snorted at his outfit. "Eh? Who are you, Slug Jr.?"

Piccolo growled at the insult while Gohan merely smiled. "It didn't feel right to fight in Saiyan armor, so I took my mentor's outfit."

She hummed. "It suits you, I suppose..."

He grinned widely and rubbed the back of his head in the Son-fashion. "Gee, thanks Nach'! You look great too!"

"... I always wear this."