The Amnesia Saga
Part Six
By Maria Cline

Dear Journal,

It has been a very exhausting day. We have finally returned from outer space and already there was trouble. First of all, Dad and Bulma still have no memories about their past lives. As far as they are concerned, to my belief, Goku and Bulma are strangers. Dad had changed in a few ways from last time I saw him. For one thing, he was more modest than before. I don't know why but he turns red at the thought of dressing in front of another person. He is also more serious and vulnerable than ever. Just a couple of hours ago, Mom and Bulma were fighting over who should be with Dad and he just flipped and left. Luckily, Dad came back right away. He's staying over at the Lookout with Dende till he gets his memory back.

Bulma also seem different. She is a tougher person and has gained the ability to dodge bullets. She no longer as helpless as before. She also seems to despise Vegita. I don't blame her but Vegita hates it.

Trunks and Goten are obviously trying to figure out ways of curing the amnesia without the Dragon Balls. They already tried to cure it as Gotenks by hitting Dad on the head while he was still recovering from the Spirit Bomb. Me, I don't know any way to cure amnesia caused by Pilaf's wish. I pray to whatever god is listening to help me figure out a way.

If things aren't confusing enough, Tomata, a strange Saiyan, is also here. She is a Saiyan exiled for her family's crimes. She was stripped of her tail, tattooed on her face, and lost her name. The name 'Tomata' came from the Fruans who rescued her and raised her.

The reason for that is that her family believed that the Tuffles had captured beings who will turn into Saiyans from another planet. And that the prophecy said that when the beings from the original homeworld (The Firsts) and the Saiyans reunite, the two races will benefit and become powerful. Well, the Firsts are the humans and the Demisayians (Goten, Trunks, and me) are proof of that. It does make sense since no doctor had notice anything odd (other than a tail) about the Saiyans. Also, my mother and Bulma had no trouble in conceiving children with Dad and Vegita. In a way, I'm glad about this revelation. Now, I feel more like an Earthling.

Tomata wanted her name and Saiyan rights back so she challenged Vegita to a ritual called the Geni Roddenberr. It is a battle in which the king (Vegita) would fight the Exiled (Tomata) for an hour. If Tomata wins, she will be reinstated of her Saiyan name. I don't know why she even wanted to do such a suicidal move. The Saiyans are dead and only Vegita, Tomata, and Dad are left. Maybe, she just wanted Vegita to acknowledged the fact that she and her family had been right. Either that, or she wanted to become a Super Saiyan like the rest of us. She's staying on the Lookout as well to train in the Spirit Room of Space and Time.

I must be going. I have to study and research on ways to destroy amnesia.

Sincerely

Gohan

*****

Yamcha sat on his bed as he unpacked his suitcase. It had been a very long trip for him in outer space.

"Yamcha!" Puar squeaked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yamcha muttered, "Except for a certain suicidal Saiyan."

"Tomata?"

"Yeah, her. I don't get it. Why did she have to try to be a member of a dead race? She's asking to die." Yamcha leaned back. "We'll have to use the Dragon Balls to bring her back."

Puar patted him on the back. "It's okay. Maybe you can train with her."

"No way! Tomata's a Saiyan. She'll clean my clock."

"Exactly, you need to train again." Puar advised, "I mean... well..."

"I didn't do much when that Buu attacked. Right? I can't help it. Puar, look at me, I can't fight."

"Yes you can! You just need to work on it." Puar said, "Besides, Tomata is leaving for the Lookout and she'll be gone for seven years her time."

Yamcha sighed as he got up. "Maybe, I can teach her something."

"That's the spirit!" Puar cheered as Yamcha took off.

*****

Tomata stood in front of a doorway. She was dressed in a tight blue outfit with a white chest armor piece. "So, this is it?" Tomata asked Mr. Popo.

"Oh yes. Now remember, this room has a two day limit. You have to get out in two years or you will be sealed up forever." Mr. Popo warned.

"I'll remember." Tomata promised as she opened the door. An strange glow emanated from the door.

"Tomata! Wait!" Yamcha pleaded as he crashed on the ground. He had flew "Tomata." He gasped for air. "*Whew* that was hard."

"Yamcha?! What are you doing here?" Tomata asked as she leaned out.

Yamcha's cheeks turned red as he looked down. "Sorry about yelling at you before. I mean, I know that this name thing means a lot to you."

"It does." Tomata said as she thought back to when she was exiled...

*Flashback*

A little girl stood there naked in front of King Vegita. "Little girl, you are hereby punished for crimes against the Saiyan race. Watch and see your family be destroyed." King Vegita gestured to a screen where a group of Saiyans was hung on poles that were like Xs. Their arms, legs, and chest were wrapped metal.

"No!" The girl screamed as the King clicked on the button and the Saiyans on the poles start to moan in pain. She could hear bones cracking and rubbing against each other.

One of the Saiyans lifted his head up with almost pride and cried out, "You may kill us, but our work will go on!"

"Shut up! Traitor!" King Vegita ordered as he turned a dial and the Saiyan who spoke began to scream as more bones broke.

"Father!" The girl went to her knees as she wondered why she's not on one of the poles.

The girl's father looked down and saw her through the screen. "Don't give up." He whispered just loud enough to be heard before the bands tightened around his chest. He screamed loud as his daughter watched.

One-by-one, the Saiyans stopped screaming and slumped over. The girl trembled as the audience cheered loudly.

"That is what they get for betraying our race." King Vegita announced as he grinned down at the girl. "You remained alive as a marker of our race." The king boomed as the girl stared at him silently. "As a marker, my son shall rip your tail out and mark your face."

Out of the shadows, a small boy who was the mirror image of the king came out and grinned evilly. "Hello, Exiled."

The girl moaned as she collapsed to the ground in response to the boy grabbing her tail.

"You are pathetically weak, like your family." Prince Vegita said as he wrapped her tail around his hand keeping it tightly gripped. The girl held her breath as more pain echoed in her body. In a way, she wanted it to end now. The audience kept on cheering as she sprawled out on the ground. The prince savagely and with disturbed pleasure ripped the tail slowly. The girl cried as she felt the connection between her body and her tail torn apart.

"My tail." The girl whimpered as she cried again at the pain of losing her tail and her birthright.

"Now, for the face." Prince Vegita laughed as the Commander of the Saiyan Army, Nappa came out and handed the boy a long metal rod. Nappa grabbed the girl by the shoulders, ignoring the girl's moans of pain, and held her in front of the prince.

Screams of pain echoed through the courtroom joined in relishing in the horrific spectacle with torturous, sadistic laughter.

*****

Tomata rubbed her face as she shivered. "I still have nightmares about that." She said as Yamcha frowned.

"I'm sorry. Vegita did all that?" Yamcha knew that Vegita was evil before but he never thought that he would actually take such pleasure in torturing a little girl like that.

Tomata nodded as she stared at the door. "Maybe, I can come along. I know a couple of tricks and I need the practice." Yamcha stepped up beside her.

"I do need help going Super Saiyan." Tomata said as Goku came up.

"Hey, Tomata!" Goku greeted, "Sorry, I'm late. I had to get some stuff." Goku held up a suitcase.

"That's okay. Yamcha and I are going to train together."

"Cool. I'll come by in a few days to help you out." Goku offered.

"You need help yourself." Yamcha advised, "Why don't you go to Puar and Bulma and maybe Puar can help you out. She knew you and Bulma well."

"I... guess." Goku said as he gazed around. "Tomata, you take care. Train hard."

"I will." Tomata said as Yamcha smiled at her and they stepped together through the door.

*****

Bulma wandered lost in the hallways. "Where's my bedroom?" she wondered out loud as she looked in another room.

"Down the hall, last room to the left." Vegita said as he came out into the hallways wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts and a towel around his neck.

Bulma nodded as she tried to look away. "Thanks."

"It is all right to look at me." Vegita said as he appeared in front of her thanks to his super speed. "You saw me like this all the time before... you lost your memory."

Bulma stared down at the man and turned red. His muscles were finely sculpted and compacted. "I see. Thank you again." Bulma ran over to her room.

Vegita stood there as he growled. He could've just catch her and kiss every part of her body like he would have before she lost her memory. But if he did it now, she would fear him more than ever. No, he had to give her space, whether he liked it or not.

*****

Chi Chi sighed as she chopped some carrots. Goku had just left with his belongings. He didn't stay long to talk. She should've been softer or nicer to him because of his state. "Oh, what can I do to make my husband fall in love with me again?" Chi Chi asked out loud.

"Be nice." Gohan said as he came downstairs and into the kitchen. "Mom, Dad is scared of you. He's different now. All the experiences he faced after he gained his amnesia altered him. It made him different."

"I know. But just seeing him like that just rips at my heart." Chi Chi whispered.

"I know. I know that you show love through anger and fighting but... Dad doesn't know that anymore. Don't take this the wrong way but..."

"Your father is scared by that show of love." Chi Chi finished, "Oh, Gohan, what can I do?"

"Mom, just be nice. Don't yell at him or throw things. You must understand that as far as Dad is concerned you're a stranger."

Chi Chi bawled as she embraced her son. "Oh, Gohan! I don't know if I can."

*****

Chaos, that is the word that would describe the place. Tomata and Yamcha stood as the sky swirled above them. "Wanna get started?" Yamcha offered.

"I'm ready." Tomata said as a predatory smile came across her face.

"Good." Yamcha said as he lifted his fist. "I'll show you some of my attacks. I don't know if they will do you much good..."

"Please, show me."

"Okay, first of all, there's my Power of the Wolf attack." Yamcha said as he put his hands up. "It enhances my blows ten times." The instructor lunged at the student and screamed, "POWER OF THE WOLF!!!" His fists glowed with black power and struck his student with blows that he hadn't done in years. Tomata was flung back in shock.

Tomata sat up from the ground and got up. "What a power up! I don't remember you using that power up against the Tormans."

Yamcha blinked at the effectiveness of his old attack. It was strangely effective against this powerful Saiyan. Before, he thought that attack was too weak for any good use. "I... didn't know it was that effective. I gave it up when I thought it was too weak."

"It's not. Teach me that move. Please." Tomata said as she tried to mimic the intricate hand moves that Yamcha performed.

Yamcha nodded as he thought, **I don't believe this. I had no idea how powerful that attack was. I didn't bother to use it against the androids. Maybe, I should've.** "Okay, first you stand like this..."

*****

"Why do I have to come along?" Oolong whined as Puar tapped its foot.

"Because, you know Goku and Bulma at the beginning. It won't be dangerous." Puar insisted as he grabbed Oolong by the ear and dragged him to the aircar.

"You're right. I mean, Goku is the strongest warrior in the universe. He can clobber anyone that wants to mess with us."

"That's the spirit!"

"I'm here!" Goku greeted as he came up.

"Hi, Goku! This is Oolong." Puar introduced as Goku bowed to the pig.

"Hi." Goku said as he looked down. "So, Puar told me that you knew Bulma and me before anyone else?"

"Oh yeah." Oolong replied as he put his hands in his pockets.

Goku looked up and saw an air car hovering down. "Bulma!"

The air car's door opened and Bulma came out. Oolong gazed at her as she came out. She was dressed in a dark shirt, light jacket, a pair of dark shorts, and a bright orange bandanna around her neck. "What'cha think?" Bulma asked as she posed.

"Lovely." Goku sighed as he went up, held her in his arms and kissed her deeply.

"Huh?" Oolong was bewildered at the sight despite all he knew about how Goku and Bulma fell in love thanks to the amnesia. He knew the two the longest and not even he could imagine the stupid or naïve little boy with the somewhat spoiled girl he met such a long time ago. "We better get going." He advised, "Come on, you love birds."

Goku and Bulma blushed to Oolong's shock. "Sorry, I kinda forgot." Goku said as he let go of his beloved.

"Can you drive please?" Bulma asked, "I don't know my way around here."

**She's so... nice? Boy, that amnesia really did change her.** Oolong thought as he nodded. It was strange, the Bulma he knew before would force him to drive, not ask politely. She would also insist that Goku would fly them since he is faster than any aircar. "Sure, hop in the back." Oolong went into the driver's seat and Puar sat next to him.

"Where are we going?" Bulma asked.

"To the village where we first meet." Oolong replied as he thought, **I hope those women forgot about me by now."

*****

Five months passed as Tomata and Yamcha trained together. Yamcha had taught her all of his attacks, especially his 'Attack of the Wolf' and his 'Moving Sphere'. After he taught her the attacks, they sparred constantly only to stop to eat, sleep, and heal. Yamcha had gotten much stronger due to the beating caused by Tomata's strength. Tomata had also gotten stronger due to the constant fighting and self-sparring when she was alone.

Yamcha sat on a rock as three Tomatas were battling each other. It was another technique that he learned from Tien that he taught Tomata. It wasn't effective against enemies since it divides Ki between the three but it is effective when training. His hair grew long and he didn't shave ever since he came to this strange room so he grew a full beard. Tomata didn't change due to her Saiyan nature.

"Let's rest." The three Tomatas said as they rejoined each other. Tomata stumbled as she focused on the three memories she shared.

"You okay?" Yamcha asked as he got up.

"Fine. Just getting my memory straightened out." Tomata replied as she sat next to him. Yamcha lowered himself down again and sighed.

"Just a few more months of this." He muttered as he gazed up at the swirling sky. "It's so hard to believe that only a couple of hours passed in the real world."

"Me too. I hope Orang and Blube- I mean Goku and Bulma are doing okay."

"They are. Goku is the strongest warrior in the world if not the universe. No one on this planet, besides Vegita and Gotenks, can take him." He felt his face and muttered, "I need to shave."

Tomata crossed her legs as she gazed at him. "You look good with that beard."

"Beard?" Yamcha scratched his beard and blushed. "Oh, well, I was so busy..."

"It looks good on you. Very distinguished." Tomata complimented as she bowed her head down. "It also gives you a wild look about you if it's unkempt."

"Oh... ah... maybe I can keep it." The man said as he went into fighting position. "Wanna train again?"

"Of course." Tomata replied as she flew up and attacked.

*****

Oolong drove the car to a small village. It was prosperous and lively. "Here it is." He said as he parked the car.

Bulma and Goku gazed around. "So, what happened here?" Goku asked.

"Oh..." Oolong shuffled his foot in the dirt. "I kinda threatened this town and had it under my whim."

Goku and Bulma held their breaths as images of this short, pudgy, pig, attacking and threatening a village like this. "Really? *snicker*" Goku said as he put his hand over his mouth.

"Hey! I can scare anyone who can't sensed Ki!"

"For five minutes." Puar taunted.

"Excuse me." A young woman said as she came up. She was tall with dark eyes and dark hair with a sweet disposition. "Do I know you?"

"Whoa! Pollywana?" Oolong said shocked as he gazed up. "You've grown."

"Hello, Oolong, I see that you haven't changed one bit. Have you terrorized any villages lately?"

"Nah. I'm hanging out with Master Roshi and a few other people. I own a small porno film company." Oolong grinned evilly.

"Typical." Pollywana said as she gazed at Goku. "Goku? Is that you?"

"Uhhh..." Goku said as he scratched his head and glanced at Oolong for an explanation.

"He and Bulma have amnesia." Puar explained, "And we're taking them around to familiar places to maybe trigger something."

"Oh!" Pollywana said as she blushed, "I'm sorry. I had no idea."

"That's okay." Bulma replied as she took the other woman's hand. "Maybe you can tell us what happened here."

"No problem. My father is still chief here." She gestured to a nearby hut. "Come inside."

*****

Unknown to the quartet, a pair of figures appeared in the bushes. "Who's that woman?" Chi Chi whispered as she focused her Ki to be lower.

"How the fuck should I know?" Vegita growled.

"Ooohhh... I swear... Vegita, aren't you going to listen in?"

"If you can just keep your yapping down, woman, I might just be able to listen in."

*****

Pollywana sat down as she got out a photo album. "You see, you and Goku came here about twenty years ago. I was a little girl back then and Oolong was threatening our village and stealing our women and money. He was threatening to get me next." She giggled as Oolong sank beneath the table.

"Pollywana, this will sound stupid but how can Oolong here threaten an entire village?" Goku asked.

"I'm a shape shifter. I shape shift into deadly looking monsters and keep that form for five minutes."

"Fi- five minutes? And you were scared of him? Why didn't you just attack him?" Bulma asked.

"We were scared of him." Pollywana replied as she turned red. "Goku was the first one to dare to fight him. Let me show you." She turned the pages. "Here's you and Bulma." She said as she showed a picture of a small girl, a boy who looks just like Goten, and a tall blue haired woman.

"That's us?" Goku asked as he gazed at the small boy.

"Yes." She turned the page to show a small covered up girl with a tail sticking out of her dress. "Here's you in one of my dresses."

Bulma and Puar laughed as Goku and Oolong turned bright red. "Why was I in a dress?"

"I'll explain." Oolong said as he rose his hand. "You see, when I was threatening this village, I wanted Pollywana over here. Because she's a nice sweet girl and I needed one..."

*****

Vegita snickered as he glanced at Chi Chi. "You will not believe this woman, but Kakarot had once dressed up as a woman to fool Oolong (who was the *snicker* enemy at the time) to lead him to other captured women who were not really captured but just thoroughly spoiled."

"What?" Chi Chi exclaimed as she clamped her hands over her mouth. "Goku never told me that."

"Well, apparently there's more to Kakarot's past than you know." Vegita muttered as he closed his eyes and focused.

*****

"I wish I can help you, Goku, Bulma. You two saved my life." Pollywana blushed and muttered, "Okay, maybe. But you two helped saved our village."

"Wow, I can't believe that we did that when we were kids." Goku laughed. "I mean, incredible. I was afraid that when I was a little boy, I was a monster."

"No, you were a very sweet boy. A little dumb but sweet." Pollywana said as the group exited the hut, "I'll see you again, I hope!"

"Bye, Pollywana." Goku said as he smiled at her.

"Goodbye, Goku, Bulma, Oolong. It's good to meet you, Puar." Pollywana said as she left.

"Where are we going?" Goku asked.

"We're going to a few more places." Oolong replied, "I think we'll stop over at where Pilaf's place used to be."

"Pilaf... is that the same guy who erased our memories?" Bulma said as she tapped her head.

"That's the creep." Puar muttered, "Maybe, we should go somewhere else. How about Master Roshi's place?"

"Sounds good." Goku said as he rubbed his eyes.

"Goku?" Bulma asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Goku replied as he glanced around. **Is it me or did I just sense Vegita?** He could almost smell Vegita and Chi Chi's anger. He wasn't sure if he should tell Bulma and the others but he wasn't sure if they are really here.

"It's this way." Oolong said as he hopped into the aircar again.

*****

More months passed as Tomata and Yamcha trained. Yamcha panted as sweat came down his face. He had kept his beard and the long hair. His muscles had grown larger and more developed from the constant training. Tomata had also grown stronger from the constant training.

Yamcha had stopped training with the Saiyan when she had gotten far to strong to fight without being knocked unconscious. So, the two started self-training occasionally watching the other train.

Three enormous growls came out almost shaking the room. "Oh, I'm starving." The three Tomatas said as they rubbed their stomachs.

Yamcha snickered as he fell over laughing.

"It's not funny." Tomata scowled as she pulled herself together in the most literal way.

"Sorry, I know how much Saiyans need to eat." Yamcha got back up and offered, "I've gotten some food ready." He got out ten huge bowls of rice.

"Thanks." Tomata started eating at her usual super speed pace. After the ninth bowl, Tomata glanced up and asked after she gulped down her food. "Don't you want any?"

"Nah. Go ahead." Yamcha said as Tomata began to wolf down her food. He gazed at her some more. Despite the fact that she was eating with little manners, she looked lovely. Her tattoo didn't make her face hideous but rather, it marked her for her courage. She was tall and beautiful. He hadn't felt this way since Bulma. He breathed deeply as he thought of his former girlfriend confused and torn between two Saiyan men. It almost sickened him to think that she will probably die in six regular days at the hands of Vegita. He had to let her know. But what if she hated him? What if she laughed at him for even thinking that he have a chance with her? His cheeks burned with embarrassment as his former fear of girls started to creep up on him again.

"Yamcha? Are you okay?" Tomata asked as she placed the empty bowls of rice aside.

"Yeah. I'm okay." Yamcha said as he nodded and looked away.

"Your cheeks were red."

"That's normal among humans. Sort of. Tomata? Can we talk?"

"I guess. I can afford a few minutes without training." Tomata sat cross-legged. Her outfit had torn in a few places from the constant training.

"I was thinking. What will you do if- after you survived Vegita's torment?"

"I guess, I can stay here for a while. I want to see more of Earth. Maybe, learn more about humans and their culture." Tomata sighed, "My family was persecuted for believing that the Saiyans were transferred by the Tuffles."

"What was your family like? I mean, were they different than regular Saiyans?"

"I don't believe so. My family was like normal Saiyans. We train, we eat, and we train some more. My older brothers get shipped off to other planets before they were executed for treason. My father taught me about the Firsts and even wrote a book about it."

"What about your mother?"

Tomata sighed as she looked up. "Saiyan women die after childbirth. Most of the time, Saiyan men would genetically create infants out of DNA."

"Whoa! So, your mom died before you were even born?" Yamcha asked.

"Yes, my father kept on using my mother's DNA and his own to make my brothers and myself." Tomata replied.

"Why didn't your mom make kids before she died?"

"Because, there were times when Saiyan women survived childbirth. It was very rare but after that, the women would get much stronger after recovering."

"So, if you get pregnant, you might die?"

"Yes." Tomata replied, "I would die."

"But... Chi Chi and Bulma survived. I mean, Chi Chi had two kids by Goku and she didn't have any problems. Except for the tails."

"Maybe, because they are human. According to my father, it's believed that the Tuffles altered the Saiyans so the Saiyan women would die after giving birth to their child to have tight control over their population."

"Do you ever want a husband or kids?" Yamcha asked as he turned red, "I mean... a family?"

"It would be nice." Tomata sighed, "Having a mate of my own."

"Did... well... I know this will sound stupid but... did you ever... consider... er... someone already?"

"I can't. I'm an exiled. I'm not allowed to take on mates."

"You're kidding. I mean, they don't even exist. The only Saiyan men that's alive is Goku and Vegita. And they're taken. Mostly."

"I know. But, it's an honor thing." Tomata laid back.

"So... you haven't errr... popped the cherry yet?"

"Hey!" Tomata snarled, "I would never hurt Cherri."

"No! Not that Cherri. Your cherry." Yamcha turned redder, it that was possible. "'Popping your cherry' means losing your virginity."

"Oh." Tomata turned away. "Saiyans just called it taking on mates."

"Oh. Ummm... Tomata?"

"Yeah?"

"You didn't answer my question. Did you consider taking on mates?"

"Not really."

"What about Goku? Kakarot? Orang?"

"Ah. I liked him. He's like a brother to me. I also admired him for being the Super Saiyan."

"He's not the only Super Saiyan. He's the first Super Saiyan."

"I know." Tomata looked down. "I would love to go Super Saiyan."

"You will. You're very powerful. More powerful than me. Say, if- I mean, after you survived Vegita's blows, will you get a boyfriend?"

"Perhaps. I would love to get a mate someday." She giggled. "I bet that you don't understand how lonely I am."

"I understand perfectly. The nights of inadequacy, the friends you have but couldn't truly relate to..." Yamcha and Tomata's eyes locked.

"I feel that way."

"Tomata..."

"Yes?"

"I-" The door to the outside world opened and a tall figured appeared.

Tomata and Yamcha jumped to their feet. "Piccolo." Tomata gasped, "It's time already?"

"Yup." Piccolo replied, "Did you two have fun?"

"I learned a few things." Tomata smiled at the human. "You better go, Yamcha. Maybe, you can go to Goku and helped him. Please."

"Sure. Okay." Yamcha said as he looked at her. "I... er... um... hope you go Super Saiyan."

"Thank you." Tomata bowed her head down.

Yamcha walked through the door and vanished.

"Hmmm... anything happened in here?" Piccolo inquired.

"Just the usual. Please, teach me."

Piccolo nodded and attacked the Saiyan.

*****





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