Little Rebel, by Denim Jean
Summary:
Let's pretend a female Saiyan exists on Earth: long dark hair, hot like hell and a rebel heart. She's been Goku's friend since infancy, but she doesn't fancy him (he's too dumb for her). What will happen when Raditz comes to Earth and reveal the true nature of their race?
Disclaimer:
I don't own DGZ, the plot, the characters, or anything related to the whole Dragon Ball saga.
Chapter 1: Awareness
I've never felt like I needed too much love in my life. I've grown up almost solo and I like it. I know how to take care of myself. I can hunt, fish, cook,… everything it's necessary to survive – and in the wilderness. I'm not very comfortable in a city environment – it's tolerable, but not comfortable.
True: I had some friends around me. I love them as if they were a family to me. I like the way I can make fun of Krillin's height, for example. I also like the sheepish way Yamcha used to behave to women (fortunately for him, it's over now: in good old times he eventually froze and fainted at the mere sight of them!).
But the one I feel a deepest connection with is Goku. He's the strongest. I can train with him with no fear I'll ever hurt him. He's nice and all… But he's soooo dumb sometimes. Well, most of the time, actually. A few years ago, I tried to teach him how to do additions and subtractions, but it was no use. (Sigh). I don't know why, but I like him. As a friend, of course! Don't get me wrong!
The thing is… he's got married to this annoying girl, Chichi. Annoying? I'm absolutely not jealous. Let me tell you why I hate her. Well, she always stares at me as if she wants to pierce me with her eyes until I bleed to death or something. She usually ignores me, speaks as if I wasn't there, makes as if I didn't exist. But when she doesn't pretend I'm not there, she's always saying stupid and mean things to me, but I don't care at all. What I hate most about her is that her voice is so high-pitched my ears hurt. When they got married, unfortunately my invitation got lost in the mail… Yeah, whatever. Do I need to continue telling you why I hate her?
Anyway, I'm not gonna hate Goku for having married a lovely little bitch like her. I don't know how he manages to cope with her – and I definitely don't wanna know!
So, here I am, at the Kame House, visiting my dear old friends and former martial arts sensei.
What a lovely sunny day! I enjoy summer very much, especially because I can wear fewer clothes than usual, so it's more practical and I can move more freely. That helps a lot when I train. Now I'm wearing my favourite light blue low rider jeans and a red tight T-shirt. The only thing I hate about this is that guys stare indecently at me. But if they come any closer, I'll kick the hell out of them…
As I descend from the sky, Krillin greets me waving his hand at me from the beach down below. He's just arrived, like me.
"Hi there, Marion!"
My name means little rebel. I love my name so much!
We chat a little bit until the rest of the gang comes out to welcome us. Bulma is thrilled to see me, but I don't know why. We've never been BFF (she designed stuff for Capsule Corp and I trained hard with the guys – we have nothing in common!), but she acts like one now.
"Hi, Marion! I'm so glad you're here!" She says as she hugs me.
The expression on my face is too bewildering to go unnoticed. Bulma knows and takes me aside. She needs to tell me something, I guess.
"Look, Marion." She whispers to me. "I know you're probably gonna kill me, but I… I have invited Goku over to have lunch with us today. I didn't wanna tell you before 'cos I was afraid you'd not come. Are you mad at me?"
"Why should I be mad at you?" I am mad at her, at all of them actually 'cos no one had the courage to tell me Goku was coming. "I don't care."
"Don't put a brave face! I know you're still mad 'cos your wedding invitation got lost in the mail. I know it was reckless on their behalf, but…"
"It wasn't reckless. It was straightforwardly rude."
"I know, but you've been acting weird since then. You know that." She's trying to soothe me with her voice. It works.
"Look, Bulma. Step aside." I try to sound normal and calm. "This is not your problem. If they want to… well, if she wants to play this stupid sick game, she's gonna play it on her own. I couldn't care less. The only thing that bothers me is that Goku is so dumb he doesn't even notice. He's never gonna notice. So, Bulma… please… stop worrying about this."
She knows it's very hard for me to say the magic word: please. When I say it, she knows it's not due to spontaneous politeness, it's because I really mean it.
Therefore, she falls silent, but the frown on her eyebrows doesn't fade away that easily. When it comes to relationships, I usually don't know what to do. I'd rather leave it alone. I prefer to quarrel and fight.
After some minutes, I can sense Goku's ki approaching. When he lands, I can see he's not alone. He's carrying a child in his arms. I suddenly get paler. Why is this happening to me now? It's confusing.
Goku introduces him to us as his son, Gohan. The little kid is the cutest I've ever seen in my entire life. Suddenly, he makes as if he wants to go down from his father's arms and play on the sandy ground down below.
He's never seen me before, but he can't take his eyes from me. He plays with the turtle, but then he feels the need to come closer to me. It's bizarre because he ignores the rest of the adults. He's the first to speak.
"You look like daddy."
This comment takes me off guard. Literally. I don't know what to do or say.
Bulma takes the chance to ask him his name and his age. Gohan answers, but he doesn't look at her when he does. He keeps staring at me.
Boy, this kid is a bit too pushy with his staring!
Out of the blue, Goku flinches. I do so too. A strange and extremely powerful ki is heading straight to us. A few seconds later, a strange tall guy lands on our shore. He's very well-built and slightly tanned. He's got long, dark, spiky hair and… OMG, he's got a tail! Like Goku and I used to have when we were little!
Then I realise he looks somehow familiar, although I'm sure we've never met. The stranger stares both at Goku and me and giggles darkly.
"I must admit I'm amazed!" His voice thunders in the air. "How come have you got such a small ki?"
"Who are you?!" Goku demands. He's tense.
"What? Don't you recognise me?" He says surprised as he extends his hands and arms to both his sides, as if saying 'here I am'. "That's weird! Almost as weird as the fact that you haven't destroyed the Earth…"
"What are you talking about?!"
"It was your mission, Kakarot. You should know, brother." The stranger smiles like the devil himself and it makes me shiver.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Goku is about to lose his temper.
Then, the stranger glances at me and the kid and chuckles. For a second, I think he's got the wrong conclusion.
"And you have a son. How convenient! But… wait…" He stares at me with great care and then he seems to hesitate. Gohan hides behind one of my legs and clutches his poor little hands to the fabric of my jeans. He's scared and I can't blame him.
"She's…" The stranger's pupils widen and his jaw falls open. "She's a Saiyan, like us! I thought there was no female left!"
Silence. He's the only one who seems to understand what's going on, but if he says I'm the only one left of… whatever, that means that I am valuable somehow. And I don't like that. Realising we don't get it, he proceeds to explain.
"OK, you don't seem to know anything about who you are, so I think I should explain: you, Kakarot, are one of the few Saiyans left. Our race is almost extinct. You were sent here as a baby, because the Earth was a safe place then. You grew up, but it was expected from you to destroy this planet and meet us."
"Us? There are more like you?" Goku asks with badly repressed anger.
"Of course, bro." He smiles.
"Don't call me bro."
"But you are my brother, Kakarot."
"Don't call me that either. My name is Goku."
The stranger chuckles and shakes his head.
"You can't deny your blood. You're the spitting image of our father…" He waits for the reaction he was hoping to get: yes, Goku freezes and gulps.
"I don't believe you!" Goku finally answers.
"You can call me Raditz if you don't want to call me brother."
Goku then glances at me very briefly. Then, he whispers as if he's growling:
"Marion, take Gohan out of here. Quick…"
I am frozen. He has to repeat his command to release me from the panic and hesitation.
"Flee. Now! Hide where he can't find you!"
But Raditz has heard it all. I don't care, though. As I take Gohan into my arms and get ready to go, the stranger shakes his head disapprovingly at me and smirks.
"Where do you think you're going, luv?" He tells me with a husky (and sexy, I must admit) voice. "I will spot you, no matter how hard you try to hide… Besides, our race does not hide; we fight."
I can't help but agreeing with him. I'd rather fight now.
But there's no time for this, because Goku starts to fight with him right there. I take this as a cue to leave with Gohan. He's silently weeping and hiding his face beside my neck as I start to fly away from our sensei's island.
I'm not sure how long Goku will distract Raditz, but I'm sure he'll find us anyway. He was able to track us down immediately even though he had never seen us or felt our ki before. Speaking of which, I noticed he has this strange-looking gadget beside his ear with a small green screen in front of one of his daring eyes. Bulma would easily recognise techy stuff like that immediately, but I'm no good as regards technology. Anyway, I'm certain that that small device had something to do with this. I must find the greatest hiding place ever, or else, the kid and I are done for.
If Raditz is so good at finding people, that's fine with me. I'm not worried about this.
Gohan and I are hiding in a forest cave. I've prepared a kind of bunker and I've created a ki protection barrier (which I hope will be able to hold and repel his attacks). I hope this works…
Gohan seems to be still sad, but at least he's not crying anymore. I even got him some leaves, stones and little wooden sticks so that he can play and chill out a bit.
I wonder if Goku and the guys are OK.
This is it. I feel his ki outside the cave.
I can't feel Goku's ki or anyone else's. That's what I'm worrying about now. If Raditz has been able to knock Goku down, I'm not fit to be his opponent. Goku's always been better than me. Don't get me wrong: I'm not mad at him 'cos of this. I like it actually. I've always known that I could trust him, that he would always help me if I was in need.
But it's only been half an hour or so since Gohan and I have flown away and this means Raditz is bloody good… 'cos Goku is hard to beat. Very hard.
I swallow hard and hope that my protection barrier holds tight. Luckily it does, but it trembles a lot from time to time as Raditz's attacks become more intense. I'm amazed at his might.
"Told you you couldn't hide!" He says amused. "But this is more fun! Ha! You're smart! I like you!"
I raise an eyebrow at this comment. Do I amuse him? Do I like him? WTF… This guy is nuts!
I can't let his words play with my mind. I need to focus. I need to decide what to do when the barrier falls down. As I'm thinking this, Raditz knocks the barrier down. He enters the cave at ease, pacing slowly, as if he was entering his own home.
I gasp when I see him. He seems to enjoy my reaction. His eyes pierce mine in a completely overwhelming way, the way I've seen that some evil and lusty vampires in movies do. In the meantime, Gohan has run to me and he is clutching his hands to the denim on my right leg again.
"Gohan, let go of me." I whisper kindly to him. "I need to fight him now and I can't if you're holding onto my jeans."
He doesn't seem to get it. He's frozen.
"Don't bother." Raditz answers. "Besides, why are you opposing such resistance? You don't even know what I've come to Earth for."
"You said earlier something about Goku's mission to destroy the Earth and later meeting you. Is it possible that you have other plans than that?" I say sarcastically.
"I do, as a matter of fact." He sighs.
I'm amazed. Does he? Really?
"I came here to meet my brother and see how he was doing. I wanted to check on him."
"Oh, so you're just a sentimental good elder brother, right?"
"Drop the sarcasm, luv." He says seriously. "It mars the blissful countenance of your beautiful face."
Now, this sounds a bit old-fashioned, but I think I'm blushing.
"I also wanted to take him with me and meet the guys."
"The guys?"
"Yes, my colleages. Prince Vegeta and Nappa."
"They're also… errr…?"
"Saiyans, luv. Yes, they're Saiyans, like 'Goku', you and me."
We both shut up.
"I see you didn't know who you are either." He raises an eyebrow and smiles at me. "Actually, I'm amazed that a female Saiyan survived the killing."
"What killing?"
"Frieza destroyed our kind and our whole planet. Almost everyone was killed. To make a long story short, he feared that our race would be able to destroy him. Saiyans are very strong and talented. He has plans to conquer the universe and, for the time being, he's succeeding. We were a potential threat… The cat got your tonge, huh luv?"
He was right. This story is dreadful.
"Frieza rejoiced in it when he killed our king… And the Prince was spared his live so that he could live under his own rule, feeling the burden of shame in silence. Nappa and I were spared too, to keep him company. But I knew my brother was still alive. Our hopes lie in the chance to reunite and fight together against Frieza. We shall have our revenge… Although…"
"Although what?" My voice is nothing but a whisper now.
"Although none of us ever thought about the potential existence of someone like… well, you." He makes a crucial pause in his speech as he approaches to me.
I stand still where I am. He comes closer. He smells like blood and leather. Then, he gently raises his hand to me, to my hair. He gets a lock and he slowly brings it to his nose.
"You smell real good…" He kisses my lock of hair. "female Saiyan. Do you know you have the entire future of our race in your hands? What's your name by the way?" He says as if he's a snake.
"My name is Marion." I say drily as I get my lock back by force.
He smiles at my daring reaction. Then, he examines my whole body with his eyes very indecently. I feel like slapping him.
"You're in good shape, Marion." He says with a husky voice. "No one would ever say you've had a child…"
"I… I've never had a… This kid is not mine!" I say in a hurry.
"What?" He's surprised again. "I thought Kakarot and you…"
"For Christ sake… No!" I say too blatantly.
"No? Why? You must have known he's like you. You're both better, stronger and faster than Earthlings. Why didn't he mate you?"
"Because he's dumb. No, I mean, God… errr… I don't like him 'cos he's plainly stupid. That's it. And why do you care to know anyway?"
"So he wanted to mate you (but you refused him), right? I can understand that very well…" He X-rays my whole body again, which makes me very nervous and I blush violently.
"No! He didn't want to mate me and I didn't want to mate him! He chose an Earthling instead. In addition, he is stupid. End of the story!" I say angry.
"OK, so you're mad 'cos he didn't want to mate you, although you wanted him to propose, but you would've refused him anyway. You girls are really complicated…"
I feel like exploding and he's absolutely calm. I hate it so fucking much!
"You… really get on my nerves! Stop it, will you?"
The next thing I know he's laughing at me.
"I like you, luv…" He finally says, still amused. "Your straightforwardness is most attractive."
I realise that Goku would've never used these words for me (because he doesn't know that much vocab), but I fear what this guy has in store for me.
"Cut the crap, Raditz. What is it that you want?"
"To the point. Good…" He smiles at me. "What I want is you."
"What?!" I can't believe it.
"I'm taking you with me. Goku may come, if he can survive the beating. You'll meet our Prince and Nappa. They'll be glad to know that a female Saiyan survived. But let me tell you something…"
I gulp as he even comes closer to me than before. Now there's just a one or two inches between us. He locks his stare into mine.
"You're coming with me as my bride." Then, he hugs me and fills the small breach between us with a kiss on my lips.
I go numb. I've never felt like this before…
Preview of Chapter 2:
Hi there! I'm Denim Jean and this is my first fanfic of DGZ.
I hope you like this slight modification of DGZ reality. I wanted to give a second chance to Raditz, just to see how the character develops.
Hope you enjoy it! R&R!
Luv,
Denim Jean
