Dragon Ball

"You've been talking for so long, and I still don't know your name, little boy!"

"I'm not a little boy! My name is Sun Wukong!"

Hearing Bulma call him that, Sun Wukong felt a little annoyed.

He was only twelve years old now, but he'd been much older than Bulma in his previous life.

"Sun Wukong!"

"What about you?"

"B-Bulma!"

Bulma hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Bulma!"

Sun Wukong immediately laughed.

"Darn you!"

Bulma glared at Sun Wukong angrily.

"I don't like my name either, but my parents gave it to me. What can I do about it?"

Sun Wukong laughed a few more times, then stopped.

Bulma's anger faded a little.

"Goku, where are you from? What are you doing in these mountains?"

"What about you?"

Sun Wukong asked in return.

"My home is in West City. I ran away from home to look for the Dragon Balls!"

"Dragon Balls!"

"Yeah! You're looking for the Dragon Balls too, aren't you?"

Bulma's Dragon Radar showed two Dragon Balls on Sun Wukong.

There was no way she'd believe him if he said he didn't know about the Dragon Balls.

Sun Wukong nodded.

He'd approached Bulma to see if she'd be willing to hand over the Dragon Balls she had.

If she wasn't, he'd use his two Dragon Balls to negotiate with her.

One of the two was Grandpa Gohan's Four-Star Dragon Ball, and the other was the Three-Star Dragon Ball he'd gotten from Master Roshi.

"Then, Goku, could you give me the two Dragon Balls you have?"

Bulma smiled.

"I can, but I have one condition!"

"A condition?"

"I want a Gravity Room!"

"What do you want a Gravity Room for?"

"To train!"

At that, Bulma looked at Sun Wukong's martial arts uniform.

"You know martial arts?"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Then, Goku, could you ask for something else?"

"No!"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"But there aren't any Gravity Rooms in the world right now! Why don't you think it over and ask for something else?"

Bulma had never built a Gravity Room before, so she didn't know whether she could make one. More importantly, it would take time.

"No!"

Sun Wukong refused again.

"Then, Bulma, why don't you give me the Dragon Balls you have?"

"The Dragon Balls I have?"

"You said there aren't any Gravity Rooms in the world, so I'll gather all seven Dragon Balls and ask Shenron for one!"

Bulma smiled.

"If I give you my Dragon Balls, what do I get in return?"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment.

"How about I marry you?"

"Pfft!"

Bulma nearly spat out the drink in her mouth.

Was that supposed to be a reward for her, or was he just taking advantage of her?

And hadn't he said only someone pure of heart could ride the Flying Nimbus?

Thinking of that, Bulma angrily rejected Sun Wukong's "reward."

"No! And how is that a reward? You're just taking advantage of me!"

"You're older than me, aren't you?"

Bulma crossed her arms and snorted.

"So what if I am? I'm still a big sister with lots of people chasing after me!"

"Oh. Then how about I teach you martial arts?"

"No!"

"What would it take for you to give me the Dragon Balls?"

Bulma thought for a moment.

"Why don't you give me your Dragon Balls instead?"

"But you don't have a Gravity Room."

"I don't have one, but I can make you one!"

"Okay!"

Sun Wukong thought it over, then agreed.

Although he had Dragon Balls of his own and could make one wish, he didn't plan to use them to wish for a Gravity Room.

"But even though I've agreed to make you a Gravity Room, I have a condition!"

"A condition?"

"That's right! You have to help me find the other Dragon Balls. Then I'll make your Gravity Room!

"You have two Dragon Balls, and I have two as well. We only need to find three more to collect all seven!"

"Will you cover my food and lodging?"

"Sure!"

"All right, then!"

Sun Wukong thought it over, then agreed.

"Then it's a deal?"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

Seeing that, Bulma immediately took a case of Hoi-Poi Capsules from her backpack.

She took out a capsule and tossed it onto the ground.

Bang!

A cloud of white smoke appeared, and a white motorcycle materialized on the ground.

"Then, Goku, let's go look for the Dragon Balls now!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Are you going to ride your cloud, or my motorcycle?"

"I'll ride my Flying Nimbus!"

The mountain paths were rough and winding. If he rode Bulma's motorcycle, his butt would take a beating.

"Okay, then!"

Bulma put the Hoi-Poi Capsule case back in her bag.

"Flying Nimbus!"

Sun Wukong shouted, summoning the Flying Nimbus.

Bulma snorted, quickly got on her motorcycle, twisted the throttle with her right hand, and drove off.

Since the motorcycle was going "very slowly," Sun Wukong waited a minute before setting off on the Flying Nimbus, and he quickly overtook Bulma.

"Darn it!"

Bulma twisted the throttle and chased after the Flying Nimbus.

But her motorcycle was too slow. There was no way it could catch up with the Flying Nimbus.

Once she realized she couldn't catch up, Bulma slowly eased off the throttle.

Dusk fell.

After a full day of travel, Bulma found a clearing and stopped. Then she took a capsule containing a house from her bag and tossed it onto the ground.

A cloud of white smoke appeared, and a half-spherical house materialized in the clearing.

"All right, Goku. Let's rest here for the night."

"Okay!"

After saying that, Bulma led Sun Wukong into the house.

Inside were a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and two bedrooms.

Bulma went to the refrigerator in the living room.

"Goku, what would you like to drink?"

"Coke!"

"Here!"

Bulma took a can of Coke from the refrigerator and gave it to Sun Wukong, while she took a can of orange soda.

She opened her drink, took a sip, then flopped down on the living room sofa.

"I'm exhausted! I don't want to move another muscle!"

"Grrrr..."

Just then, Sun Wukong's stomach suddenly growled.

"There's food in the fridge. If you want something to eat, help yourself!"

"Oh!"

Sun Wukong went to the refrigerator and opened it. It was full of food, but most of it needed to be cooked.

The food that didn't need cooking wasn't enough to fill him up.

Sun Wukong closed the refrigerator and spoke to Bulma, who was lying on the sofa.

"Bulma, I'm going out for a bit. I'll be right back!"

"Going out?"

Before Bulma could ask anything else, Sun Wukong had already left the house.

A little over ten minutes later, Sun Wukong returned from the woods with several wolves.

Hearing the commotion outside, Bulma quickly got up from the sofa and opened the door.

When she saw the wolves, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"...W-Wolves!"