Yamcha

Yamcha landed on the beach at Kame House.

He had arrived to celebrate Roshi's birthday again. He had experienced so many Roshi birthdays, and the old man seemed to never actually get any older. As far as Yamcha could remember, Roshi was always just... old. And he still maintained the mind of a teenage.

Either way, Yamcha knew that basically everyone was set to show up. Goku and his family, Vegeta and his, JKrillin and his, Tien and Chioutzu, Yajirobe and Korin, and maybe more friends arriving eventually.

As he took a few steps towards the house, present in hand, he slipped as he stepped on something. He looked down to see what had almost caused him to wipe out in the sand.

"Sex Note?" he said, confused. "Must be one of Roshi's magazines... maybe I'll give it a look" he snickered as he tucked it away in his Gi.

"Hey everyone!" he boomed as he entered. So far, only Krillin, 18, and their daughter Marron had arrived.

"Eyy! Yamcha!" Roshi boomed with a smile.

"Hey Master Roshi! Happy Birthday!" he said, handing Roshi his gift, which was opened almost instantly.

"Booze?! Yamcha you know me so well! Kehehe!" Roshi smirked as he pulled the **** bottle into the kitchen.

"Seriously, Yamcha?" Krilling sighed

"Look, the old man has basically everything else he could want. But booze don't last forever. Besides, maybe he'll pass out early and we can actually party" Yamcha smiled.

But the Sex Note kept his mind occupied.

"Well, before more people get here, I'm gonna hit the restroom" he said as he made his way to the bathroom.

He sat down on the toilet and pulled the book out, reading over the rules.

"No way..." he mused in amazement "Nah. There's no way this works! B...but if it does..."

Yamcha quickly bolted from the restroom and located a pen, before rushing back in. He needed to test it.