Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic

Chapter 22

As always Sarada was relaxing and just staring at the sky while she thought. She was seatedin the front seat of one of their cars. They had stopped in a little village. A village she remembered. They were getting increasingly close to meeting Pilaf and his gang. Which meant more annoyance and more chances for Kakarot and Bulma to fight. Their power had home up. Not by much, but it went up anyway. They went from ten to twenty . Not much, then again they weren't doing much. Just basic workouts and easy fights.

As she lay there Sarada went back to thinking of her father. She could not bring him back to life while on earth. Not with Kami's dragon balls. So which other planet had dragon balls? Namek. Namek had dragon balls and stronger ones at that. Three wishes. She would het three wishes. She could bring her father back. Restore his body. Teleport him to them or to earth. Bring him back to life. Just like that she would have her father back. It would cost her a travel through apac again, but what the hell. She was actually missing someone who matched her strenght. She missed the pride in his eyes when he looked at her. Besides, Bardock being around would do Kakarot some good. Gine would be overjoyed at the prospect of having her husband back. So she made up her mind. She would set off to Namek after the mini adventure she was on. While Bulma and Kakarot trained she would be back in space. She wouldn't mind running into some barriers along the way. Some space pirates she could teach a lesson.

Fun fact. Yamcha and Oolong were not with them. Sarada didn't bother hunting them down m the end. In all honesty she had forgotten about them. They were already driving off when she remembered. She didn't do anything. She knew that one way or another they would meet again. She sighed. One day.

Sarada felt Kakarot shift next to her. He had taken her game to distract himself while Bulma went shopping for supplies for they were quickly running out. Of course Kakarot had nothing to do and needed some form of distraction. When he won the game for the tenth time he glanced at the pensive Sarada. He wondered. He wanted to do some training. Basic exercises weren't doing it for him. He wanted to Go up against Sadada, but knew she wouldn't at the moment. With that thought in mind he wondered about the gravity machine. Did she bring b with her? She had A habit of not saying anything unless asked. So there was a very high possibility.

"Did you bring the gravity machine? "

"Yes"

He knew it. She Would have never told him had he not asked. He sighed. Typical Sarada.

"Can I use it later? "

"I don't see why not"

Kakarot visibly brightened. Intense training. Finally. The second they found a camping place he would dive right in. Straight to eighty times gtavity. The adventure was fun and he was seeing  lot of new things. Meeting a lot of new people, but he needed to get stronger and he isn't doing to well. His enemies are too weak, even though his ki had been contained.

Sarada was aware of her brother's dissatisfaction when it came to his power. He wouldn't be a saiyan if he never had that feeling. She could only smile as ah practically saw his plan. He was going to dive right in the moment he got the chance. She could see it already. And if he began training so would Bulma. She was not one to be beaten.

Bulma had finally reappeared. She had a smile on her face as she patted her pockets, signaling that she had gotten everything she needed. She was about to hop back into the car and move on when she heard a commotion near by. Everyone's attention was soon focused on the scene. Two men in bunny ears were belittling an honest farmer. Something about his apple being bad. They refused to pay for it and threatened him when they thought he was looking at them wrongly.

Sarada glared at the men. She remembered them. Scum. How dare they?

A child had accidentally stumbled in front of them. He had froze in front of them. A look of fear taking his face. He didn't move, for the looks the men gave him was too much for him to handle.