Chapter 8

Mejihen looked at the image of himself in the mirror. They, or should he say Mrs. ChiChi, gave him a fresh set of clothes. He wasn’t sure whose it was but the clothes looked pretty strange. The shirt was what disturbed him the most. It was brightly colored with some type of bright floral images all over it. It buttoned down in the front and was very loose. Mrs. ChiChi called it a Ha-wahh-een shirt, but he wasn’t sure. The shorts looked pretty normal. They went just below his knees and were an off -white color. Lastly, she gave him something called sneakers. An absurd name, but he already seen a few weird things. Unfortunately for him, the sneakers were too large for him.

Mejihen turned away from the mirror, took a deep breath, and noted with pleasure that the pain caused by the broken ribs were gone. They healed remarkably fast, but he had always been a fast healer. He fingered with the blue stone necklace then hid it under the shirt. No doubt that they were here already, or at least he hoped that everyone was. He could hear some people down the stairs of the house and the smell of food came through the closed door. As nervous as he was now to meet them, all those thoughts diminished as soon as he smelled the food. It had been a while since he had a decent meal so he hoped that food would be first before he told his story.

Mejihen opened the door and went down the hallway. The sounds of people talking were louder as he got closer to the stairs. He got so nervous that he was about to run back to the room he was given to stay in. He stopped at the top of the stairs and gathered up all his courage.

All the talking stopped as Mejihen walked down the stairs. Everyone was staring at him. Mejihen felt weak in the knees as he noticed all the people in the room below. There was of course ChiChi, Gohan, Junior, Pan, Videl and Bra, all whom he met earlier. There were a few new faces too. There was a man with dark hair that stood up much like Gohan’s, clearly a relative of his. Next to him was a man he was talking to. He had lavender hair that had a mushroom haircut. His blue eyes had an icy stare that made Mejihen involuntarily shudder. Nearby ChiChi was a blue haired woman with graying hair, but that wasn’t noticeable. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail. ‘She looks a lot like Bra,’ Mejihen thought. ‘She could be her mother.’ And lastly, near the blue haired woman, was a frightening man with wild hair that swept up like a flame. He felt a little frightened of this man. For some reason, he could actually FEEL this mans power radiating off of him. He wasn’t a sensitive, but this man had so much power, he was sure that anybody who wasn’t a sensitive could feel his power.

When Mejihen reached the bottom of the stairs, he gulped and managed a weak ‘Hello’. Everybody kept staring at him until Junior broke the silence. He ran up to Mejihen and grabbed his hand. ‘Wow,’ he thought, ‘This guy healed pretty fast!’. “Hey, Mejihen, come and meet everybody!!” Junior said. The mood in the room loosened up a bit after this action.

Junior dragged him to the guy that looked a lot like Gohan. “This is my uncle Goten, and that’s his best friend Trunks next to him!” Mejihen barely managed a hi before Junior dragged him off to the next group of people, “You already know my grandma ChiChi and my mommy Videl. This is auntie Bulma right here. She’s Trunks’s and Bra’s mommy. This is uncle Vegeta, he’s Trunks’s and Bra’s daddy.” Mejihen politely stuck out his hand to Vegeta but he also felt like his knees were jelly. He managed a small hello while Vegeta just looked at him. He made a small grunt for a hello but before anybody managed to shake hands, Junior pulled Mejihen to the center of the room. It was then Junior let go of him. Mejihen rubbed his shoulder a bit. It hurt from Junior pulling him everywhere in the room. He wondered where Junior got all his strength.

“Hey, everybody! This is Mejihen! He’s a good person, really!” Junior stared at Pan and she stared back. “Okay, everyone be nice! I....uhhhh...” Junior’s stomach growled a bit. He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. “Uhhh, grandma ChiChi, could we eat before we do anything else? I’m really hungry and Mejihen is too, right?” Junior looked up at Mejihen smiled. Mejihen didn’t know what to say so he nodded his head.

“Then lets go eat! Ummm, if that’s okay with you grandma?”

“Oh whatever. The food is ready, so go eat it if you want to so much.” ChiChi replied as she shook her head and walked into the kitchen. ‘Saiya-jins,’ she thought. ‘All they think about is food. Although that Mejihen kid looks as though he could use some....’