"Your Great-Grandfather believed he was chosen by the Anima due to his abnormal strength, and connection to the Animus. However..."
Suddenly from afar a feminine voice could be heard screaming for O'hara and Okara.
"Dinners ready you two! Come and get it while it's fresh!"
O'hara paused as he looked back at Cress with a smile. Okara continued to look at his father pondering what he was going to say next.
"However... That's for another time..."
Okara's face was in pure shock and surprise as he was left hanging by his own father.
"You can't start telling me about Great Grandpa and not finish it!"
"Sorry Okara, but we know how your mother is when it's dinner time. If we stay any longer she'll start hounding the whole settlement."
O'hara stood up and looked down at his son.
"Come on, I'll make sure to tell you more another time."
"You promise!"
"Of course, but only on one condition! You train and seriously try to win in the Ranking tournament."
"You can count on me dad!"
"I hope so..."
O'hara picked Okara up and placed him on his shoulders. Both watching as Cress waved them down for dinner.
"We're coming, Cress!"
"We'll be there in a moment mom!!"
From afar Cress screams "Well hurry up or it's gonna get cold!"
"Hey Okara, you better hold on!"
"Wait, Dad! You're not gonna!"
Instantly O'hara shoots off from his previous spot like a bullet. Okara barely held on due to his father's incredible speed. Then within an instant, they reached their tent-like home... Okara's hair was a mess and his eyes were watery from the instantaneous movement.
"Okara, maybe someday you'll be fast like your old man."
"Oh dad, you're not old."
"Oh ho? Is that so? Well, maybe I'm thinking too hard about my age."
"Maybe you're just thinking too hard in general, O'hara."
"C-Cress! Why are you being so mean!"
"Oh hush up, and put Okara down so we can eat!"
"Yayyy!! Food!"
As the family enters their home for the night. Others continue about their times with their families as well.
*Crimson Residence*
"HA, HA, HA You always did know how to pick up a woman. Ain't that right Amaranth!"
"Oh please, he barely managed to pick up me. Auburn."
"Ain't that something, huh? Tell me was it the persistent behavior?"
"Eh, I found him charming since he tried so hard to get me. You don't see many Saiyan men these days doing anything other than training."
"Ain't that right, tell me Amaranth. How's the legacy coming along?"
Amaranth looked over at Carmine, examining her facial expression. Warning him to change the subject.
"Ah ha ha, nothing too interesting that's for sure. But what about you Auburn got any interesting recruits this Moon Period?"
Auburn looked a bit disappointed that his topic was brushed aside. But continued to entice his family.
"Well besides the common low life's and low classes, I could say we've gotten a very interesting one that goes by the name O'hara."
"O'hara? Well that's an interesting name, is it just the name or does he possess some kind of power?"
"Well get this..."
Auburn leans in over the table.
"Apparently, he's the descended of the Saiyan Of The Animus, Okra."
Silence filled the room...
"..."
"..."
Auburn looked around at Carmine and then back at Amaranth.
"BWA! HA, HA, HA! I'm just kidding Amaranth, you should've seen your face. It was marvelous!"
Amaranth sighs then takes a drink from his cup.
"Come now Auburn you of all people know that the Saiyan Of The Animus never had children nor could, especially after what the King..."
Carmine clears her throat within the moment.
"Dear, why don't we wrap up dinner, Crimson's gotta get some training in before bed."
Auburn and Amaranth both look at Carmine and Crimson.
"I suppose you're right Carmine, it was nice having you over again... Brother. But I'm afraid it's time to start cleaning up. If you don't mind?"
"Not at all Amaranth. I'll get going, Crimson, Carmine. It was nice seeing you both. Especially you little Crimson, good luck in your next match kiddo."
"I'll make sure to win Uncle Auburn!"
"I'm sure you will."
Auburn exits the hardened clay house, leaving Amaranth and Carmine to clean up.
After cleaning up and getting situated. Crimson and Amaranth begin their sparring match. Ending off their day.
**Next Day-3 Hours before the second matches**
Crimson finds himself walking around the northern settlement close to his home. When suddenly familiar faces begin meeting up with him.
"Crimson!"
Before him stood Pasley, Matoto, and Root.
"Oh, hey guys! Whatcha doin' here?"
"We all wanted to hang out before the tournament continues!"
Pasley smiled as Crimson continued looking at her.
"But what about you Crimson? Aren't you suppose to be training or somethin?"
Crimson looked over at Matoto noticing his nods to Pasley, who was still staring at Crimson.
"Come now guys, don't you know constant training is bad for your body, especially without rest? Crimsons probably already thought this through. But did you know if you rest between intervals for training your body will absorb the previous training better. Meaning-."
*BONK*
Matoto slammed his left fist against the top of Root's head.
"Pipe down would ya."
Root holds his head, smirking.
"You simply can't handle my awesome intelligence."
"Yeah, call it what you want, but it's still annoying the hell outta me!"
Pasley walked closer to Crimson as Matoto put Root into a headlock.
"So, Crimson... What are you doing after today's match?"
"I'm planning on training more with my dad."
"What are you doing after that?"
"Probably gonna eat, then sleep."
"What about after that?"
"Well, after that I'll wake up early and prepare for the next match!"
"Then after that?"
"Then I'll-"
"Oh never mind!"
Crimson jumped at the sudden shout.
"W-What's wrong Pasley?!"
"Nothing, just forget it!"
Pasley walked back to Matoto and Root.
"Come on guys let's go do something exciting! We've only got a few hours before the tournament matches!"
"But what's there to do?"
"Oh! I know, let's go explore the Vein Forest!"
"Hey! That's a good idea Root. Nice thinking buddy!"
Matoto padded him on the back.
"Haha, my intelligence knows no bounds."
*BONK*
Matoto punches Root in the back knocking him to the ground.
"Listen here, buddy! Learn to just enjoy a moment before opening your mouth."
"Come on you two let get going, and try to keep up Crimson, kay!"
Pasley began jogging off, followed by Root who quickly got up to go as well. However, Matoto waited a bit for Crimson to catch up, before the two also began heading in that direction.
"Hey, Crimson."
"Yeah?"
"Just a curious thought, but you do know Pasley likes you right?"
"SHE WHAT?!"
Crimson stood shaken and confused.
"Y-Yeah? You're telling me you weren't aware of it like at all?"
"N-NO! I thought she just wanted to know what I was doing so she-..."
Crimson stopped and began pondering on it.
"You know now that I think about it. I'm starting to connect the dots."
"As a certified ladies' man, I can confirm that you and Pasley could be ina long one that's a Matoto guarantee!"
"Wow, thanks Matoto." Crimson says trying not to let sarcasm flow outta his mouth.
"Don't mention it! Now let's go, they're miles ahead of us!"
"Not for long!"
As Matoto sprinted off, Crimson followed in pursuit.