Breaking Limits: A DBZ Fan-fic

Chapter 50

"Well, the urge to be around eachother constantly has faded somewhat so we can now do our own thing" Sarada said simply. "Although I still cannot understand why that urge surfaces in the first place"

"Alright" Kakarot was at her desk to place his sister on her cloud.

"What about you? Where's Chichi? "

"Oh, she went to see her dad" Kakarot informed and the blinked. "Wait.. "

"Chichi is always at your side, explain that" Sarada smirked.

"She likes to see the world and I go almost everywhere. Of course I bring her along"

Sarada nodded skeptically. "I won't call you an idiot because then I would be somewhat of a hypocrite, I think" Sarada had an amused tone to her voice. "But you are dense. Most likely as dense as me. I blame that on our father"

"What do you mean"

Sarada wondered if she was just as idiotic when it came to her relationship with Bulma. Even Kakarot noticed their feelings. Now Kakarot was the dense one because everyone can see that they like eachother. She didn't even know how to explain it to him.

"How about you take Chichi to that new amusement park that opened up. It's supposed to be in the sky or something " Sarada said casually.

"Why? "

"Amusement parks are a common place for dates I've heard"

"A date? You're telling me to take Chichi on a date "

"She'll appreciate it"

Kakarot stared at his sister as if she just told him to flap his arms and fly to the moon. Why would he need to take Chichi on a date . They're just friends.

"You're such an idiot, but then again I'm not one to talk" Sarada sighed. "Just take the girl out and tell me all about it later"

Before Kakarot could do anything a gust of wind pushed him out the window he came from. Sarada ignored his shout of shock and went back to her work.

"Hello Sarada"

"Hey Doc" Sarada waved at the old man and eyed him curiously. He was struggling to carry arms full of scrap metal. "Need help? "

"It's fine. I don't want to be a bother" he grunted and placed everything in his little corner. Sarada wondered what he was up to.

"If you say so" Sarada muttered. "Just call if you need someone to do the heavy lifting"

Sarada retrieved her glasses, pulling them on she scanned her work in progress. She wanted to get it over and done with as fast as she could so it's best she make as little mistakes as possible. Her interface detects any possible errors and points them out while adding suggestions. Integrating it into the glasses was splendid.

Sarada was too focused on her work to notice Bulma come stand behind her. The older girl was looking over her shoulder, inspecting her work in progress for some time. She then glanced at the sleeping baby that was lying on a white cloud. She could see the resemblance. Both Sarada and the baby had their mother's features and parts of their father's hair.

"What's her name? " Bulma asked as she slid a desk chair toward Sarada's little desk.

Sarada hummed, most likely registering the question. "It's not decided"

"How come? "

"Stubborn parents. One wants Lotus. The other wants Shallot"

"Saiyan names"