"Hiiiiii-HA !!!!" With a loud scream, Neko thrust her fist into Son-Goten's stomach, which fell over like a sack of flour and played dead man. But that was not accepted. “Hey!” Outraged, Neko kicked her sparring partner. “You don't mean to say that this nudge will knock you out of the mountain, do you ?!” Son-Goten rolled around, groaning. "Now is definitely the time for the magic bean stew!" - "I think your brain is sagging, you weakling! What do you mean, little one?" She leaned over him. "En Garde!" Roared Son-Goten, knocking her off his feet as he jumped up. Immediately she stood upright again, but she was angry. "What was that supposed to mean ?!"


Son-Goten ignored her pout and grinned happily at her. “All tricks are allowed in a fight!” But Neko continued to sulk and turned his back on him. "Oh, come on. That wasn't meant badly." Goten tried to give in. Vain."Hey, Neko! I'm sorry, okay?" He stepped behind her and put a hand on her shoulder.


And before he could say "Mama" he was lying on the floor. His expression matched it. Neko had also fallen to the ground - but laughing. She couldn't calm down at all. "Aha!", Goten shouted indignantly, "Your Saiyajin nature is breaking through! Nasty and sneaky!" - "You know ...", said Neko, who had recovered, "All tricks are allowed in combat! "She winked at him. And Goten couldn't be angry with her.


They have been training here since they arrived when they found the space of time and spirit empty, that was a few hours ago. Master Popo had welcomed them and immediately declared the absence of their two friends. Since Neko was dying to see this strange training room that Goten had told her so much about, they had jumped straight into training. Son-Goten was amazed at how many techniques Neko had mastered."That's no wonder," she explained, "I've been gondolaing from planet to planet since I was four, you have to take advantage of an opportunity like this!" - "Which technology do you like best?", Goten wanted to know. "Oh dear, hard to say, there are so many brilliant ones! But the top ten definitely includes the current teleportation!" Goten was perplexed. "From Yardrat?" - "Uh ... how do you know that ?!" - "My father can do them too and I once heard him say that he learned them at Yardrat. However, no other techniques, time was running out. "Neko gently shook his head. "That's a shame. I learned an absolutely brilliant attack there - if someone comes too close to you. It doesn't hurt the opponent, but ... But what am I talking about. Face me!" As the time had come, she stretched out her arm in Son Goten's direction and spread her fingers so that the middle and ring fingers formed a V. Goten didn't like Neko's smile at all, but he stayed where he was.A golden, huge beam of energy shot towards him. Involuntarily he crossed his arms to fend off the attack. But shortly before it had reached him, it suddenly vanished into thin air. Son-Goten was about to scoff when he suddenly slammed against the wall! He sat on the floor with his mouth open, completely perplexed. Neko eyed him in amusement. "What ... was ... that?", Goten uttered when he had found his language again. "The Letkat attack. That was the name of the Yardratian who invented it. First-class, eh? Particularly useful in tournaments and duels with a limited fighting ring." - "And ... what happened there?" - "Very simple. Letkat wanted to fire an attack with the highest possible energy. He did that, but it never reached the opponent, because it only covers short distances. However, the resulting enormous pressure wave throws the opponent out of the ring - or even further. "-" How ... how far? ", Goten asked curiously."As far as your energy can go!" Laughed Neko. "Shika accidentally transported her yardratian training partner to the neighboring planet! Uh ... that's when we saw the current teleportation for the first time." Son-Goten laughed. "You are already a team to me!" Neko grinned. "What you can rely on!




It was late at night, but neither of them was tired. In the middle of the most beautiful fight, Neko suddenly listened up. "There's someone there," she whispered. "That'll be Popo," said Son-Goten. But his training partner shook her head resolutely. "I know him ... man, he is strong!" Son-Goten looked at her searchingly and then left the space of time and spirit. Neko listened intently. She heard Goten's voice and another that sounded very energetic. However, she couldn't understand what was being said.


Suddenly the overwhelming energy left. Son-Goten came back. "Who was that?" Neko wanted to know."Trunk's father," was the reply. "He asked where Trunks is, his mother thinks he has some of her crazy inventions with him. And then he actually wanted to train." - "Oh ... no problem, I can-" "Anyway", Goten interrupted her, "He's already gone." Neko scowled before himself. She was sure this aura sounded familiar to her. But she could brood as she wanted, it didn't occur to her. "Maybe we'll go to bed after all ... we can continue training tomorrow ..." she said. Son-Goten looked at her strangely, but said nothing and nodded. Neko lay awake for a long time, digging madly in her memory - in vain.


She gave up, turned on her side and looked at Son-Goten, who was sleeping like a baby. She could see every feature of his face; it had never bothered her to see in the dark. Hence her name came from. Suddenly a smile crossed her face - Goten had sighed in her sleep.He breathed calmly and regularly and it was hard to believe that this was the same boy who could play the most beautiful pranks on you of the day. 'Who knows,' thought Neko, while she snuggled into the blankets, 'Maybe I look quite harmless in my sleep.'






Note: It will take some time until the next part, because it's not finished yet ... But I'll put a fire under Shika's bum! ^^