EPIC Side Story: Dragon Ball

Though she was self-published through a subsidiary of Capsule Corp, Tights still had a team of Editors that kept in contact with her. They would get worried when she was gone for long periods of time, so, after three and a half weeks of idling about in the Godhand Pavilion, Tights surprised everyone at dinner by sharing, "I intend to return to West City tomorrow morning. I want to spend some time with my parents before returning to Dr. Omori's island..."As Tights hadn't even hinted at the possibility she would be leaving any time soon, Bulma was the most surprised among the people that had gathered. She didn't spit out her food or drop her fork but she did swallow the half-chewed contents in her mouth before following it with a large gulp of tea. Then, with a moderately offended expression on her face, she slammed her cup down and said, "Hey! You never told me you were returning so soon! We haven't even done anything as sisters! At least wait until Sunday so we can go shopping together...!"Shaking her head, Tights maintained a calm and resolute expression on her face as she said, "You know I don't like shopping. Besides, with Vahn's power, we can pretty much meet up whenever we want. It isn't like I'm crossing dimensions or disappearing into some random void. It wouldn't even take a few minutes for you to come and visit me with the Model Tiamat."Furrowing her brows, Bulma wanted to protest but was preempted by Vahn saying, "I intend to standardize teleportation in the near future. With their permission, I'll install teleportation arrays at Capsule Corp and Dr. Omori's island. That will allow the two of you to visit each other when you'd like."Though Bulma perked up quite a bit, a wry smile developed across Tights's face as she thought of a way to politely refuse Vahn's suggestion. There were times when she felt lonely but she had grown fond of the relative peace and quiet of Dr. Omori's island. She may have mentioned how easy it was for Bulma to pay her a visit her but she wasn't really comfortable with the notion that people could just drop by whenever they wanted...Allaying Tights's concerns, a knowing smile developed across Vahn's face as he said, "Don't worry. The teleportation array will function similarly to a telecommunications network. Unless someone on the other side picks up or authorizes the transfer, the array will not activate."Returning a smile of her own, Tights resisted the urge to thank Vahn for his consideration. Luckily, Bulma was currently considering the pros and cons of unregulated teleportation. It would become a problem if criminals or terrorists could simply send bombs through a teleportation array, so, after a moment of consideration, she nodded her head in approval, saying, "That's probably for the best." before following up by asking, "How do you plan to regulate it?"Anticipating Bulma's question, Vahn pulled out a rather futuristic tablet before sliding it toward her with a smile. He didn't mind answering questions, but, when it came to things she was interested in, Bulma didn't know when to stop. It was actually one of the more charming aspects of her character. Vahn simply didn't want to spend the rest of the meal answering every question that popped into the bubbly bluenette's head.Like a child that had just received a new toy, Bulma's eyes practically turned to stars when she saw the structure and design of the tablet. Before she could even ask, Vahn answered, "The schematics for several generations of the tablet exist within one of the enclosed folders. Feel free to market it at your leisure."As things like LED and Holographic displays simply didn't exist in the present market, Capsule Corp would be able to expand their fortunes once Bulma had patented the technology. They already had a monopoly in several fields, but, for the sake of the unification of Earth, Vahn didn't mind providing the means to increase their earnings. After all, by the time of Dragon Ball Super, the annual revenue of Capsule Corps had exceeded the combined earnings of every nation on the planet.Saving the world and having exclusive access to magical, wish-granting balls made dominating the market remarkably easy...Unable to contain herself, Bulma took advantage of the fact she was sitting next to Vahn to pounce and plant a kiss on his cheek before exclaiming, "That's my fiance~! You really know how to make a girl happy, don't'cha~?"Since Bulma didn't immediately separate from him, Vahn hooked his hand around her waist before guiding her to sit on his lap. This caused a rather potent blush to develop across her face, but, due to the presence of Tights, Cheelai, Chi-Chi, and Broly, Vahn kept things relatively tame by leaning his forehead against Bulma's and whispering, "Just returning the favor..."Swallowing due to the proximity of their lips, Bulma didn't immediately register the meaning behind Vahn's words. When it finally hit her, a silly grin spread across her face as she realized he was saying this was compensation for the happiness she made him feel.Though she was primarily concerned with her own happiness, Bulma was slowly but surely learning how to show concern and be happy for others. Knowing she made Vahn happy made her feel even happier, so, after a moment of muddled thinking, she linked her arms around his neck before Vahn seized the initiative to plant a chaste kiss on her lips and remind her, "We're at the dining table..."Startling slightly due to the reminder, Bulma's eyes widened as she looked around the table to find everyone staring directly at her. A far more potent blush developed across her face, but, instead of lashing out like she used to, she hopped up from Vahn's lap before grabbing the tablet and hastily departing the room. Due to the influence of Gag Laws, there was even a bit of steam rising from her head and trailing behind her as she disappeared around the door's threshold...Restraining the urge to laugh, the corners of Vahn's smile curled upward as he attempted to guide the dinner back on track by asking about Tights's next book. He knew she had started on multiple drafts, as, for the past two and a half weeks, she had interviewed him a number of times to inquire about the tales and legends of other worlds. This was the method she had come up with to justify spending time together, so, whenever he had time to spare, Vahn entertained the bashful blonde by allowing her to peruse the memories he had accumulated during his stay in the Actualized World of Tri-Enix.Science Fiction and Existentialism were two of Tights's favorite subjects. The notion that entire realities could exist within a simulation was enough to get her blood as an author boiling.........As it was Tights's last night in the Godhand Pavilion, at least for the time being, the girls, including Cheelai, ended up having something of a sleepover. This left Vahn to look after Broly, so, once the girls had settled in for the night, he decided to take the young Saiyan to check up on his father.It was never overtly discussed in the source material but Saiyans were actually nocturnal by nature. Broly had also spent most of his life keeping watch on nights that didn't have a full moon, so, while others would begin to feel tired once the sun descended over the horizon, the young Saiyan began to feel restless.Fortunately, Cheelai, or, more accurately, the Orionite people were also nocturnal by nature. They had also been genetically engineered to require very little sleep, so, while she could laze about for hours on end, Cheelai rarely slept for more than fifteen minutes at a time. This was a trait that was intended to make her species more adaptive to working in space, but, as fate would have it, it also made her an exceptionally good caretaker. She would regularly need to warm herself due to being cold-blooded, but, thanks to Broly lending her Baa, she was able to remain active even when it was dark and cold outside.Recalling the scene of Cheelai wearing a hoodie-version of Baa as she played hide-and-seek with Broly, a faint smile developed across Vahn's face. He didn't have a vested interest in Paragus, so, while the young Saiyan was watching his father chat with a pleasantly plump nurse, Vahn kept his gaze focused on the full moon overhead. He had erected a barrier around the entire planet, so, even if Broly, Paragus, or Goku were to stare directly at the moon, it wouldn't result in an Oozaru transformation.Couldn't have an amnesiac Saiyan looking out the window and then proceeding to destroy the surrounding city just because he thought the moon looked pretty..."I'm done..."Hearing Broly's words, Vahn shifted his attention from the inordinately large moon to the young Saiyan staring up at him. He could see a lonely yet resolute light in the youth's eyes, so, instead of asking if he was certain, Vahn simply nodded his head before asking, "Want to fly or run back...?"Though he enjoyed the liberating feeling of flying, Broly had been emulating Sarina's and Chi-Chi's exercise routine whenever he could. He also enjoyed running around and bounding over obstacles, so, after a very long period of consideration, he answered, "I will race you."Resisting the urge to point out the rather drastic difference in their maximum speeds, Vahn offered an approving nod before ruffling the young Saiyan's hair and saying, "I'll give you a five...make that three-minute head start. If I overtake you, you'll have to stop complaining whenever Cheelai tries to give you a bath. Deal?"While others may have asked what they stood to gain from such an arrangement, Broly didn't even hesitate to nod before bounding off the roof they had been sitting on. He wasn't the type to harbor sentiments related to wants and needs. He could be happy so long as he had food to eat and a roof to shelter him from the rain. Thus, rather than think about how he might benefit from the exchange, Broly interpreted Vahn's words as a challenge, his tiny legs carrying very near the speed of sound as he bolted in the direction of Cheelai's energy signature.Seeing the young Saiyan speed off towards the edge of the city, an affectionate smile developed across Vahn's face as he leaned back against the roof to continue staring at the moon. At the same time, his intent briefly shifted to Goku. This caused an amused glimmer to reflect across his eyes, as, rather than sleeping peacefully at her side, Goku was currently resting with his face nestled between the blonde-haired Launch's breasts. What made the scene so amusing was the fact that Launch was very clearly torn between hugging the slumbering Saiyan and smacking him on the head..."It seems things are going well over at Kame House..."Though this wasn't the first time he had peeked in on Goku, and, as a result, Launch, Vahn couldn't help being amused by the situation. Goku possessed a very powerful fate, and, prior to the Ox-King giving Chi-Chi the option to choose her future husband, the duo's fates had been intertwined. Now, seemingly for no better reason than to assure Gohan, Goku's canon son would be born, his fate had gradually become entangled with Launch's. Right now, she viewed him more as a little brother, but, once Goku matured, Launch's perspective of the young Saiyan was bound to change. After all, while most would unquestionably assume she was much older, Launch was actually less than a year older than Bulma at seventeen years old. This placed her around 4-5 years old than Goku, but, thanks to the Room of Spirit and Time, he was actually older than her by the time of Super...Seeing the angry expression on Launch's face slowly fade away, the corners of Vahn's smile curled up as the usually antagonistic woman began to affectionately run her fingers through Goku's hair. With this development, he didn't have to worry about Gohan being born. As for Trunks and Goten, there was a very good chance he would personally see to their creation. Thus, while great changes were afoot in the Actualized World, the power of fate was working hard to ensure everything was still flowing in the 'proper' direction.........(A/N: Broly is remarkably pure. Goku is remarkably lucky xD.)

Returning to the Godhand Pavilion with Broly riding his shoulders, Vahn was marginally surprised to sense that his room was empty. He had half-expected Bulma, Sarina, and potentially even Cheelai to convince Tights to sneak into his room.It wasn't exactly a secret that the petite blonde had been pining for him during her stay.Sensing that everyone except Cheelai was already asleep, Vahn decided he may as well spend the rest of the evening with Broly. His job had prevented him from spending as much time as he would have liked with the young Saiyan. Thus, after a hearty midnight snack, he replaced the sheets on his bed before laying the quicky growing youth to rest in the master bedroom.........With the rest of the evening passing uneventfully, Vahn was the second to arrive in the kitchen after Cheelai. She was unable to sleep due to her concern for Broly, so, while she was normally one of the last to enter the dining room, Vahn found her nursing a cup of coffee with a listless look on her face and her legs tucked up atop her chair.While Cheelai was a bit late to react, Baa, the furry green hoodie she was wearing, intoned a low, rumbling, "Baa..." the moment Vahn entered the dining room. This would have startled the past Cheelai, but, after spending upwards of eighteen hours a day wearing the amorphous creature to stay warm, she had gradually become accustomed to it."Hmm? Ah, Vahn. Good morning. Where's Broly...?"Shaking his head, Vahn answered, "We played around a bit too much last night so he's still asleep. He should be up within two-to-three hours."Though she was tempted to go and check up on him, Cheelai eventually decided against it. Instead, a faint smile developed across her face as she asked, "So? How was it? He might not talk about his feelings but I know Broly was looking forward to seeing his father again."Since it was currently the period before Sarina and Chi-Chi would begin their morning training, Vahn didn't have much to do at the present moment. If he hadn't sensed Cheelai sitting in the dining room, he would have continued lounging about for another fifteen, maybe even twenty minutes. He had specifically come out to speak with Cheelai, so, in response to her question, he manifested a plate of freshly baked cookies before explaining everything that had transpired the previous night.After hanging on to each and every one of Vahn's words for the better part of ten minutes, a relieved sigh emanated from Cheelai's throat. She had been a little anxious when she first learned about Paragus's imposed amnesia. The notion that Vahn could simply erase someone's memories at his leisure wasn't exactly a comforting thought.Fortunately, while it was apparently a very simple feat to perform, Vahn only used his Amnesiac Fist in very specific circumstances. He had also promised to never tweak or mess with her memories, so, while she couldn't help fearing Vahn's unfathomable power, Cheelai trusted that he would never do anything to harm her or Broly."Sounds like Broly might have a younger brother or sister in the near future..."As Vahn had made it a point to mention the crush Paragus's caregiver had developed towards him, Cheelai could easily imagine things developing towards marriage and family planning. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but, thinking about how it might affect Broly to see his father happy with a family unrelated to him, a slight frown developed across the green-skinned beauty's face.Sneaking a peek into the future, Vahn confirmed that Paragus's future wife would, in fact, give birth to two sons and a daughter. Unlike Cheelai, however, he wasn't even remotely concerned regarding Broly's response. The young Saiyan was remarkably mature for his age. More importantly, he had an unfettered, seemingly infinite capacity for kindness.While others might react negatively to seeing the person who mistreated them living a serene and peaceful existence, Broly would undoubtedly be happy his father had finally found peace. Even now, he had never once resented Paragus for the years of abuse he had been forced to suffer. Instead, he was just happy to see the gruff, formerly tyrannical man moving forward."Don't worry. I'm sure you've witnessed it for yourself but Broly is an amazing kid. I would be more concerned about the sky falling than the possibility of Broly growing to resent his half-siblings just because they were living happily."As she had never once seen Broly rampage, a radiant smile developed across Cheelai's face when she heard Vahn's words. She also couldn't imagine the young Saiyan hurting or resenting anyone, so, after a moment of deliberation, she nodded her head and said, "Yeah, I know what you mean. I honestly can't believe such a kind-hearted kid is actually a pure-blooded Saiyan. Even now, years after the destruction of Planet Vegeta, Saiyans are notorious as a warrior race that indiscriminately slaughters all who cross their path."Though he was tempted to tell her about the inherently kind Saiyans of Universe 6, Vahn ultimately just nodded in response to Cheelai's words. It was a little too soon to start wantonly discussing the existence of other Universes. He also wasn't sure how Sarina would choose to deal with Nappa and Vegeta, so, for the time being, letting matters lay was for the best.With that in mind, Vahn emptied the contents of his cup before setting it on the table and saying, "I need to go wake the girls. Can you take care of the dishes?"As the person who had gone out of her way to ask for more responsibilities, Cheelai nodded her head before snatching Vahn's cup and placing it atop the now emptied tray of sweets. Instead of immediately darting off towards the kitchen, however, she said, "I'll be joining in on the morning training. I don't really have an interest in combat but I've seen the results it's had on Sarina's and Chi-Chi's bodies. I'll at least join you for some stretching.""Sure thing. Just make sure to remove Baa before you start. Don't want you overheating like you did last time."Rolling her amethyst purple eyes, Cheelai elected to ignore Vahn's comment as she made her way towards the kitchen. This wouldn't be the first time she had elected to participate in the morning training. In fact, even Bulma and Tights had participated on a handful of occasions, so, while she could appreciate Vahn's concern, a small part of her wanted to tell him off for looking down on her. Instead, she focused on cleaning the dishes. After all, while his words were ultimately unnecessary, it was also an undeniable truth that she had previously passed out after failing to heed his advice.........Knocking on the door to Tights's room, Vahn was unsurprised when Chi-Chi, with a veritable nest of hair atop her head, promptly opened the door. She had made it a habit to always wake up precisely a half-hour before he usually departed his room. This was yet another habit she had picked up from one of her books, as, according to 'The Life and Struggles of the Ideal Housewife', the most capable wives woke up before and went to sleep after everyone else.With little more than a transparent pink negligee covering her body, a beaming smile developed across Chi-Chi's face as she crossed her hands over her lap and offered a polite bow, saying, "Good morning, Master." in a respectful tone.Taking advantage of the fact she had presented her head directly to him, Vahn smoothed out Chi-Chi's hair as he replied, "Good morning, Chi-Chi. Did you enjoy being able to spend time with the others...?"Waiting until Vahn had retracted his hand, Chi-Chi straightened her back before adopting an even wider smile as she answered, "Of course. Sarina and Bulma taught me a lot about what it means to be an ideal wife and a perfect fiancee. I'm looking forward to being able to go on dates once I turn fourteen."Though he felt fourteen was a little too early for her, Vahn just nodded his head in response to Chi-Chi's words. She sincerely believed that a couple's first time should be during their honeymoon, so, even if he took her out on a date, he didn't have to worry about her being too daring until she had graduated. Since he hadn't specified whether she needed to graduate from Senior High or College, he had at least four years before the surprisingly intelligent Princess turned aggressive..."Right...for now, how about you run off to your room to get ready? We'll be running and stretching a lot this morning so make sure you wear something comfortable but not too revealing..."Recalling the time when Chi-Chi had shown up wearing little more than transparent purple yoga shorts and a sports bra, Vahn made sure to remind her to wear something more modest. If it came down to it, he would rather she wear her original, bikini-themed armor than see her trying to show off her flexibility in skin-tight shorts that left nothing to the imagination.Cupping her blushing cheeks, Chi-Chi averted her eyes as she replied, "How embarrassing..." before turning her eyes up at him in a bashful yet ostensibly tantalizing manner.Shaking his head, Vahn ruffled Chi-Chi's hair, adding, "Run along now..." before following the petite Princess's departure with his eyes. He knew she would look back to see if he was watching, so, prior to entering Tights's room, Vahn waited for Chi-Chi to pause at her own before offering a smile and a relaxed wave.........Having awoken as a result of Vahn's and Chi-Chi's interplay, Tights had a nervous expression on her face as she resisted the urge to activate her [REquip] System and change clothes.After seeing how fearlessly Cheelai sported her Baa-formed onesie, Tights had been inspired to don koala-themed pajamas. She had always admired people who could confidently wear whatever they wanted, so, while Bulma snored loudly at her side, Tights looked towards the entrance of her room with a forced smile and a giant teddy bear obscuring her outfit.*tok* *tok* *tok*Swallowing hard, Tights replied with a meek, "It's open..." before tightly squeezing the astronaut-themed bear in her arms. In response, Vahn promptly entered the room, a relaxed smile on his face as he said, "Good morning." before following it up with a casual, "Did you sleep well...?"Observing no obvious changes in Vahn's expression of behavior, Tights released the stranglehold she had on her stuffed bear before responding with an awkward, "Yeah...the beds here are really comfortable..."Raising his brows, an amused smile developed across Vahn's face as he softly mused, "That's good to hear. If you'd like, I can prepare a duplicate for your room on Dr. Omori's island."Understanding that Vahn's reaction was due to her behavior rather than her outfit, a relieved sigh escaped Tights's throat as she scooted out of her bed and said, "Thanks, but no thanks. If I had a bed this comfortable back on the island, I would never get any work done. This thing is basically a trap with how comfortable it is."Nodding his head in understanding, Vahn proferred a cup of tea before saying, "Cheelai said she is going to join in on the morning exercises. Do you want to join...?"Accepting the cup of tea with a soft expression of gratitude, Tights emptied the entire glass before answering, "I may as well. Though I intend to start exercising once I return to the island, there's no guarantee I'll be able to keep it up. May as well get some gains in while I have a God watching over me..."Returning the cup to Vahn's hands, Tights briefly met his gaze before promptly averting her dark, grey-blue eyes. The truth of the matter was that Sarina and Bulma had both attempted to goad her into night crawling, but, fearing Vahn would reject her, she ultimately decided against it. Now, even though Vahn was less than an arm's length away from her, she felt as though he was suddenly far beyond her reach...Noticing the muted colors spreading through Tights's aura, a wry smile developed across Vahn's face before immediately being replaced by a far more tenderhearted expression. He didn't know exactly what she was thinking, but, having accumulated a tremendous amount of experience with an ever-growing number of women, it wasn't difficult to grasp the basics. Thus, even though there had been no major developments in their relationship, he didn't hesitate to guide her eyes back to him, his hand gently caressing her cheek as he said, "I will always be watching over you...whenever you feel sad or lonely, you need only call my name and I'll come running..."Blushing redder than a tomato, Tights's first instinct was to break away from Vahn's hand and bury her face into her veritable mountain of pillows. Instead, she stared directly into his breathtakingly beautiful green eyes, a thin layer of moisture developing across her own as she muttered, "Vahn..."......(A/N: And then they f**ked ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)...)

Though it might have disturbed him several hundred years prior, Vahn was able to maintain a completely relaxed smile even as he hooked up a seven-year-old boy to a dialysis machine.Dialysis, or, more specifically, hemodialysis was a process to clean and purify the blood in patients whose liver and kidneys were failing. It drew a patient's blood into a machine that filtered out waste products before cycling it back into their body through an arteriovenous fistula, a specially prepared vein that had been grafted to an artery to increase blood flow.If performed incorrectly, hemodialysis could quickly lead to a patient bleeding out. Unfortunately, once their kidneys had started to fail, patients would need to come in between 3-5 times a week depending on their conditions, diet, and degree of activity."I just want you to know you're a very brave young man. Not just anyone can go through this kind of process with a smile on their face. Maintain this kind of mentality and I can assure you that your cancer will be gone before you know it..."Hearing Vahn's voice, the young boy, Soya, opened his previously closed, slightly bruised blue eyes. A few months prior, he had also had bright yellow hair, but, after several, intensifying sessions of chemotherapy, his head and body were barren and heartbreakingly pale.Though he was only seven years olds, Soya had learned how to read a person's surface thoughts by observing their face and eyes. He knew when people were lying to try and make him feel better, so, seeing the completely relaxed and oddly tender look on Vahn's face, he couldn't help asking, "Does bravery make cancer go away...?"Surprising the youth quite a bit, Vahn shook his head, the look in his eyes softening as he said, "It isn't quite that simple, I'm afraid. However, it is one of the byproducts of something that 'can' cure cancer. A powerful, fundamental force that we all have buried deep inside of us..."Pointing to the boy's sunken chest, a thin strand of source energy flowed from Vahn's fingertips as he continued, a radiant smile developing across his face as he added, "Force of will, or, simply put, willpower. So long as you sincerely believe you are going to be okay, you need not fear any kind of illness. Right now, you're afraid because you're still young and know little of the world beyond your experiences thus far. Now that our paths have crossed like this, I can all but guarantee your illness with subside. You simply need to believe."Retracting his finger from the youth's chest, Vahn turned on the dialysis machine before rising to his feet. Then, prior to departing the room, he glanced over his shoulder and said, "A good first step is opening your heart to your parents. Trying to face this alone won't ease their burdens. Rather, one of the most powerful forces in the Universe is the bond between families. Together, there is nothing you can't overcome."Waving towards the conflicted-looking youth, Vahn briefly exchanged glances with the attending Nurse before departing the room. He still had quite a number of patients to see, as, despite only working in the hospital for a few weeks, his name and reputation had already circulated to every major city. Everyone was calling him a miracle doctor, as, without exception, each and every single one of his patients had shown signs of improvement from the moment he became their attending physician.Soya, as could be expected from such a calm and introspective youth, was the son of one of the most powerful merchant families in North City. The man had donated a tremendous amount of Zeni to see that his son got the best treatment possible, so, promptly following the youth's arrival, Vahn was assigned the case. The Surgeon General had intended for him to regard Soya as his most important patient. Instead, Vahn had been treating the youth just like any other patient, as, at times, the best medicine was simply being treated 'normally'.As important as the body was, it was useless to treat physical conditions if you completely ignored mental and spiritual health."Dr. Mason? Are you just coming from Young Master Soya's room...?"Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Vahn maintained a smile as he nodded towards the remarkably tall man that had been waiting to intercept him for the better part of half an hour. He had greying hair, sharp, hazel-red eyes, and a neatly trimmed mustache that suited his perceptually serious yet grandfatherly expression. As for his identity, he was none other than the Surgeon General of West City, Dr. Shigetsugu Gouken."Dr. Shigetsugu, it is a pleasure to see you again. Would you like to accompany me to meet with my next patient or did you require a consult...?"Though he may have been offended if anyone else asked if he needed a consult, a grandfatherly smile developed across Dr. Shigetsugu's face when he heard Vahn's words. He had become quite fond of the latter, not just because he had a flawless record, but because he showed absolutely no concern for fame despite his incomparable talents. The only thing Vahn seemed to care about was making sure his patients were in perfect health."There is a patient I would like you to take a look at. For the time being, however, I wanted to discuss your ongoing treatment of Young Master Soya. His parents, particularly his father, have demanded to be kept in the loop regarding each of his treatments..."While it might not be fair to the other patients, Dr. Shigetsugu had to prioritize the treatment of VIPs. Wukong General Hospital received funding from both Central and West City, but, like most hospitals, they were both understaffed and underfunded. More than half of their operational funds came from charitable donations, so, while he was glad Vahn treated each of his patients equally, Dr. Shigetsugu would prefer it if he showed a bit of 'additional consideration' when it came to their VIP clients...Understanding the elderly Doctor's concerns, Vahn supplied an understanding nod before making a, 'shall we walk and talk' kind of gesture. He was handling a significantly higher load compared to the average Resident, so, while he didn't mind humoring the Surgeon General's concerns, he would prefer they discuss them when he was off the clock. Standing and talking in the hallway when there were people who needed treatment wasn't exactly the best use of a Doctor's time.Shaking his head in mock exasperation, a dry chuckle emanated from Dr. Shigetsugu's throat as he fell into step next to Vahn. He couldn't exactly admonish the 'young' Doctor for wanting to move on to his next patient, so, while he would normally 'insist' a Resident accompanied him to his office, Dr. Shigetsugu decided to humor their hospital's most gifted youth. It was only a matter of time before Vahn became a household, so, in the hopes of capitalizing on his fame and increasing the hospital's funding, Dr. Shigetsugu was willing to give the young Doctor a bit of special treatment.Their hospital desperately needed the exposure.........While Vahn was busy making a name for himself as one of the most talented physicians in recent history, Sarina, Bulma, and Chi-Chi had been making waves of their own.Though Bulma had always been exceptionally popular, her fame was primarily the result of her identity. Most people found her personality abrasive and annoying, so, while there were a number of people who tried to get close to her, those that stuck around typically did so in the pursuit of various benefits.One of the things that had always stressed Bulma, at least when she started Senior High, was her lack of a boyfriend. She had been asked out by a substantial number of men, several of which were her own teachers, but, after learning about what happened to her elder sister, Bulma had made sure to research each of her would-be suitors to ascertain their true intentions.Now that she no longer had to worry about finding a boyfriend, Bulma was bubblier and more confident than ever before. People still approached her to try to ask her out, but, now, instead of having to make excuses, she could proudly inform them she already had a boyfriend. Better yet, Vahn had provided quite a number of photos of the two of them together, so, whenever someone asked about him, she could readily show him off.The looks of envy and mild resentment on her classmates' faces gave Bulma an indescribable sense of mirth.Benefitting Bulma even further, Sarina had quickly secured her place as one of Senior High's most talented and prominent beauties. She wasn't anywhere near the top of the class in terms of grades, but, given her power level, she absolutely dominated each and every sport she participated in. The Teachers and Coaches had even tried talking her into meeting with Scouts, as, regardless of whether it was Baseball, Basketball, or Track and Field, Sarina was the best in every event.It wasn't even close.As they were both the same age, Sarina and Bulma spent quite a bit of time together while they were at school. This was a pretty drastic change for Bulma, as, despite being a social butterfly, she didn't actually have any friends she could talk to. Sarina was, in many ways, the first real friend she had ever made. The only other person that Bulma could consider a true friend was her sister, but, for reasons she had never fully understood, Tights had left home when she was still a little girl.A long time ago, Bulma had viewed Tights as her hero. She had collected all of her sister's books, and, no matter how many times the latter regaled her with tales of her adventures in space, Bulma would always be starry-eyed. Bulma had genuinely wanted to grow up to be just like her sister, but, shortly after revealing this, Tights had stopped actively communicating with her. The only time they talked after that was when Tights came home to visit or when Bulma was lucky enough to catch her in between her journies.Bulma had always wanted to ask her older sister why she had 'run away', but, fearing she might be the reason, the words never found their way to her lips. Now, Bulma was just happy they could talk whenever she returned 'home' from school. She had even dragged Sarina and Chi-Chi over so that the four of them could talk and practice doing makeup together. The latter was basically the entire group's little sister, so, while Bulma was a little weirded out by the vigor which Chi-Chi displayed in her pursuits as a wife, she, or, more specifically, all of them were learning quite a bit from the young and resolute warrior princess.Similar to Sarina, Chi-Chi had quickly made a name for herself as a peerless athlete. She had broken each and every single one of the school's records during team/club tryouts. Unfortunately, at least for the teams that wanted to recruit her as their Ace, Chi-Chi refused each of them before following through on her desire to join the Rythmic Gymnastics and Cooking Clubs. She also tried to join the Classical Dance Club, but, due to the school's restrictions, most students could only participate in a single club. The only reason she was able to participate in two was because she had demonstrated an almost unreasonable degree of proficiency in both.From the perspective of the Administration, Chi-Chi was a perfect student. She was always the first to raise her hand when teachers asked questions, and, no matter the subject, she always got perfect scores. On one of her practice exams, she had even revised a few questions to reflect changes and discoveries that had been made following the original textbook's publication. She still answered in accordance with what the school expected, but, on the back of her test paper, the revised questions and answers were written along with the proper citation.Needless to say, the Administration was extremely impressed by Chi-Chi's performance. Were it not for the existence of Bulma, someone who had earned enough credits to attend any college of her choosing by the age of six, they would have regarded her as the most talented youth in centuries. Unfortunately, when the Headmistress and Dean asked Chi-Chi what she wanted to be when she grew up, the latter didn't even hesitate to claim she would be the perfect housewife.........(A/N: RIP Headmistress and Dean. Chi-Chi isn't going to be the golden egg that earns your school fame (U w U)...)

Chapter 42: The Eve of Change