[PS] Park

[Bra]

The girl sat up, stretching her limbs, oblivious to the young man who sat down almost directly behind her. A yawn escaped her mouth, and she lazily climbed to her feet, hauling herself up by the guardrail, causing the bridge to sway somewhat.

Apparently the man behind her had very poor balance, and rolled backwards into the backs of Bra?s legs, toppling her over the rails and sending the two of them plunging into the river below, one after the other.

The cyan haired girl kick mightily, retaining her composure in the potentially dangerous situation. Somehow, Bra managed to retain the swimming lessons Burter had taught her, despite not having swam anywhere since.

Quickly, the halfling hauled herself out of the powerful current, crawling along the riverbank and coughing out the lung-ful of water she?d unhappily breathed in during the short ordeal. Out of the corner of her eye, the princess watched her unlikely companion crawl out of the river behind her.

Bra turned around and sprawled onto the bank. ?You fucking moron!! What the hell did you-? she froze. Once he lifted his head, a look of confusion and recognition both washed across her face at once, causing her to completely forget the fact that she was soaking wet, and that this newcomer was entirely responsible. The girl narrowed her eyes, as though squinting would jog her memory.

?I... do I... who are you?? she finally demanded, causing the saiyan to raise an eyebrow in confusion. He glared back at the cyan haired girl for a moment, but eventually, he took a seat across from her and spoke.

?Reijin.? the tone of his voice made it obvious he didn?t wish to offer his name so easily, but - Bra presumed - he must have had felt some kind of recognition as she had.

In an instant, the name formed a clear history of the man behind it. The princess quickly recalled her fight with the armies of Hell, alongside Reijin and a copy of Hell Fighter Seventeen. She quickly leapt to her feet, coming to the realization that, in her current state, Reijin would never be able to remember her.

?Uh, okay,? she began, trying to find the words to say. ?This is gonna sound weird, but, you already know me. We fought together in the last Friend or Foe tournament. ...My name?s Bra. Dad?s - I mean - Vegeta?s kid.?

The saiyan pure-blood said nothing for a long moment, obviously skeptical about the statement, but at the same time completely aware that such knowledge wasn?t simply stumbled across. Still, it all seemed utterly ridiculous, but there was a powerful sense of familiarity in the young woman?s eyes.