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It was a perfect day. Not a cloud in the sky to ruin the beautiful blue. The sun was high in the sky, casting it's warming rays down onto those below. A light breeze wisped through the trees to a small opening, startling the flames seeping through the grill. The fire coming off the hot coals licked the freshly cut meat as the atmosphere was filled with wonderful smells and sounds. Things were so peaceful in these times that it was almost as if what had happened just a year ago had never happened at all. But that was normal.
"Hey Goku! The foods is rea...", Krillen started. Before the last word left his mouth, the ecstatic saiyan was beside him with plate and fork in hand.
"...dy.", Krillen finished.
Krillen picked the biggest piece of meat on the grill and plopped it onto Goku's plate. As if the action had turned the motor on in his mouth, Goku shredded the steak almost before he sat down. The others began to gather around the grill in a more civilized manner waiting to be served. As each received their food they sat down around the table to enjoy the togetherness. Even Piccolo was at the table, but he was not about to eat the food. He had his water and that's all he needed.
"I'm glad you could make it Piccolo.", Gohan said happily.
"No problem, kid. I guess I'm starting to enjoy these get-togethers.", Piccolo responded.
At the other end of the table, the women were talking about the usual stories of clothes, shoes, and of things at home. They picked at their small portions, but rarely fit a piece into their constantly flapping mouths.
"...and then he jumped right up onto the table and started screaming for something to eat. He'd already gone through the whole box of cereal, can you believe it?", Bulma explained.
"Well I guess he got his appetite from his father. We're still waiting for little Goten to take his first steps. He's been crawling around on his own a lot so we think he's pretty close.", Chi-Chi responded.
Back at the other end of the table, the men rambled on with macho stories and what not.
"So I say to her, 'What's shakin?', and the next thing I know I've got her number.", Yamcha proudly, but almost obviously lies.
"So where is this girl you speak of?", Krillen asked
"Well...uh...she had to go out with her boyfriend, but...", Yamcha reluctantly admitted.
"Boy, I remember when I used to be hot stuff with the ladies.", Master Roshi said.
"Yea right, and Goku hates food.", Oolong mocked.
"Mmph Rrgl Ffgl Mmgh", Goku managed through a mouth full of food.
The table erupted with laughter as they continued to make the best of this perfect day.
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The empty canyon stretched as far as the eye could see. It seemed desolate and barren, perfect for one man that could use such settings as training grounds. He stood firm on the rocky, red cliff staring over the rolling peaks. His mind ever so intense on everything that happened that fateful year ago. He knew he could not suppress his anger, but tried to control it as best he could. He had been defeated by Kakarrot again, just as he had when he came to earth to destroy it. How could he possibly go on. It was his only mission, his only goal in life to defeat this man. He could only train harder for the next time that he got his chance.
'I will beat you next time, Kakarrot.", Vegeta thought. His emotions swirling in a frenzy of anger and fury. The ground beneath him began to crumble as his body expelled tremendous energy. The cliff he stood on soon broke off completely and smashed into the bottom of the canyon, leaving Vegeta hanging in mid air. His body became rigid, his arms and legs flung out as far as possible as he released everything inside of him. The golden flame burst from his body as his hair grew a few inches and turned gold. Sparks of electricity surged around his body with such intensity that small rocks that dared float too close were immediately zapped to pieces. With his rage pouring from his heart he looked straight up into the sky and screamed.
"YOU HEAR ME, KAKARROT?! I'LL BEAT YOU!!!"
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As the years passed by, the Earth seemed to be at peace. No signs of evil ever happened upon the Z-fighters as they all started to settle down. Even Vegeta, of all people started spending more time with his family, although never giving up an extra second to train. Gohan was finally going to school after all these years of intense studying under his mother. Goten had become quite a fighter, training with his father and Gohan in the afternoons and after dinner. Trunks would often drop in to have some fun with them. Krillen decided to settle down with a nice woman named Jen, and they both lived at Master Roshi's house. Tien continued his travels with Chaozu, wandering the terrains of the Earth. Yamcha went on with his neverending struggle with women, dating off and on, usually one night stands. After being revived by the dragonballs they planned on taking it easy from now on. It seemed as if the world would finally be able to rest. But as long as there is evil out there, the peace can never last.