"I don't know if it's medicine. Can't think what else would do this to him though." Vegeta definitely wouldn't have done anything to hurt him, not in a million years. Not intentionally anyways, this had to be a side effect of that medicine. It was hard to know if it was actually working or not, he didn't seem outwardly upset though that didn't mean a whole lot. Takeshi snapped his attention over to Shu, eyes widening as he stared at his brother. "Cut his head open...? And... Poke him...?" Eugh, was that what scientists had done to them? He couldn't even begin to guess what the hell they were getting at, it just seemed too weird and wrong. Worriedly the older boy stepped closer to his brother, placing his hands on his head and parting his hair meticulously, looking for any scars. Not finding any Takeshi exhaled with relief, rubbing his neck with a sheepishly smile. "No cuts on your head... Good..." That was an unfortunate reminder that the little Saiyan probably needed to talk to someone as well. Would bringing him to that Ikura man be a good idea, or should his older brother just try to fix things? He was going to have to do something about it, they had more or less neglected Shu in favor of Viral's much more obvious problems. Deciding to move onto a more cheerful topic Takeshi started off down the street, not wanting to take off in the middle of the city. "T'charrl can come, and I bet Viral will like the beach. He is part shark after all, so maybe he'll want to swim?"

Viral was pretty much a sack of potatoes right now. A big, furry, clawed sack of potatoes. Yumi hadn't the faintest idea what he'd been up to but couldn't well leave him to treat random people as scratching posts. She was actually rather surprised with how submissive he was being, not getting so much as a single budge of resistance out of her friend as she dragged him along. "Okay Viral, we're going to Master Roshi's house with the others. Climb on my back so we can get going." If this was the stuff that Doctor Ikura had given Viral wasn't it supposed to wear off by now? Come to think of it she recalled the Beastman taking something this morning, and now it was nearly 6 in the evening. Just how long were these pills supposed to last for? Hopefully they wore off soon, it was becoming a little tricky to keep an eye on her friend like this. Setting off after the other three had Yumi kept a careful grip on the Beastman, soaring well over the trees as they raced out to the ocean. Maybe being out here away from people and to his own devices would let Viral relax a bit more. Or he could become incredibly bored and end up finding something to entertain himself... Which in this state might be a little risky.

Takeshi wasn't really all too surprised to find Roshi fast asleep. At least he was outside this time, they weren't all going to have to barge in. The man was sprawled out on his beach chair, a magazine of women laid out across his face and an empty mug loosely hanging from his fingertips over the side. They weren't even gone all that long, had he drank and just passed out? Closing his eyes and pinching his brow in exasperation he sighed, wondering if they should even bother waking him up. Yumi had wanted to see him after all, so he supposed they should. Wondering how to go about it Takeshi got an idea, smiling cheekily as he raised one finger and aimed it at the mug. Gathering a little bit of Ki he sent a tiny blast Roshi's way, hitting the mug and shattering it. That got the old man to sit up rather quickly, looking around awfully confused with a rosy red face. Either a sunburn or from drinking, hopefully not the latter.

"Hey, Master Roshi! We're back, and we've got visitors!" Probably throwing her under the bus, but Takeshi stepped to the side so the hermit could see Yumi. Had the old man ran any faster just then he would have turned the sand beneath his feet into glass. Stumbling as he was pushed out of the way the Saiyan smiled innocently, backing off a ways to avoid any impending smacks.

"Eh... Yumi? Oh my, it's nice to see you again my dear!" Roshi said cheerfully, chuckling as he picked up her hands and gave each a small kiss. 

Yumi shuddered as her hands were kissed, forcing a strained, pleasant smile while trying to be polite. "Hello, Master Roshi, it's nice to see you- EEEP!" Out of nowhere she felt a hand slap her behind, and immediately Yumi tensed up and backed away, just a bit. Biting back anger as she closed her eyes she kept the smile on her face, holding her own hands behind her back to refrain from slapping the old man. "Nice to see you too..."

"Hehehe... You look as pretty as the day we met! Glad to see you haven't changed!" Definitely drunk, otherwise he'd probably notice the distinct addition of feline ears on Yumi's head. Roshi was off in his own little world right now, not unlike the next person he was to see. Looking at Viral curiously the hermit shuffled over, raising an eyebrow as he got perhaps a little too close. "And who is this? Never seen you before, boy!"