Prologue:
A/N: Another twist on the Kakarot meets Chi-Chi in an AU setting. Less dark, but involving more the world I feel with Chi-Chi becoming apart of a saiyan household.
"You're the one?" The voice was rough, there was little hiding the distaste in his mouth as no doubt she didn't appear like much. A snort, "I pay good money and I get a woman who has less meat on her bones than my mate," Spitting on the ground in front of her. "Hey Lucious, what kind of shit are you trying pull on me?"
Lifting up her eyes was the young teen girl, all of age seventeen. Wearing a short dress, it was a dark red, a large apron covered it in a full white and black. The frill edges blew slightly with the heavy industrial fan that pumped air down in the lower levels. Soft brown, with a light ivory skin tone. Her hair completely bound via a red tie into a hair bun. This was her best option, a horribly degrading, demeaning, and outright abysmal one. But the later could end her dead much sooner and were not on the table for her.
A poor princess from Earth, now offering her services to an alien race. Chi-Chi was selling herself off, to become an indentured servant. To take money in exchange for becoming a house maid, caretaker, and cook to another. She had been given the opportunity to be moved to another world and start over. Walking away from the
The saiyan empire, one of several that existed in competition throughout the universe and they just happened to be the only real competition in their area of the milky way. The Earth was technology, physically militarily, and economically obsolete and consumed in the universal economy. Alien goods were too expensive and quickly drove high prices and undercut Earth Business's, this left only labor, which the Earth had in abundance. So naturally if anyone wanted to have something for themselves… they had to bite their pride and accept some humility.
It was why Chi-Chi was here, she had nothing else except this golden opportunity. After her job was done she could retire, provided she lived. Saiyans were notorious for killing their slaves for the sport of it, but she wasn't going to be a slave. Looking towards the man who was going to be her new owner, the elite saiyan Bardock, a man with a mess of spikes, and numerous scars that covered his face and body. Each one symbolizing a warrior, and from what she knew about this culture of warriors it was only a sign of admiration. The more battles he fought in, the stronger he became. As her eyes looked at this saiyan, she could tell he had become quite the powerful saiyan.
A stark contrast to the other saiyan, with twin long bangs in front of his face, the rest of his hair in a partial mohawk that rolled up the sides of his head exposing the sides and his ears were barren unlike the top of his face. Lucious was a thinner saiyan than Bardock but still maintained that bulky and stocky frame that was natural to all saiyans.
"Come now Bardock, she is adequate. Have I ever sold you trash before? Have some faith in my old friend." Lucious's tone more mocking but playful. "I brought this one to you specifically because she would fit almost all criteria you ask for, you pay me well and I don't want to lose one of my best customers. Though she comes from a backwater world, I believe her lack of knowledge of our politics will serve you better, the less they know I would say the better correct?"
The other saiyan's face drew back into a sneer, "Then that makes them stupid of the family politics," Shaking his head in disapproval. "I can't have any liabilities with the problems I'm already dealing with. You know damn well the position I hold in the elite families on Vegeta-sei." The current royal family was nothing but a series of conflicts with opposing houses over favor. Who would be elevated to the principle of Royal Elite. The current house of Vegeta-sei, King Vegeta, his son prince Vegeta, Queen Vegonia were the ones who required enough ass kissing to keep one's social status, wealth, and prestige.
"Again you underestimate me, this earthling was once former royalty, granted she did not hold true power, she understands your high society. Do you not, girl?" Lucious asked, gesturing with his palm to Chi-Chi.
"I do know how to behave like a proper lady, sir." She replied, folding both of her hands in front of her stomach and slightly tipping her head. Though she felt the humiliation of her former title as the princess of fire mountain now being a reason for her to be hired as a house servant. But I know humility very well.
"Satisfied?"
Rubbing his chin with the top of his wrist Bardock studied this earthling girl with contempt. She looked partially saiyan in appearance but the obvious lacking of a tail and true fighting strength were the other major pointers to that she wasn't one of his kind. But she wasn't hideous, but he had yet to truly test her resolve.
"Listen well, if you are to be my servant I will ask you a simple question," His voice growling as he approached her, his fists down at his sides. "Who am I?"
Chi-Chi kept her head down, taking a calming breath she looked up and answered him. "You are my master and owner, should you choose to purchase me." Watching with some alarm as the saiyan's eyes flared with up anger. His nose releasing a thick snort as he came closer. Perhaps he was trying to intimidate her?
"You will call me Bardock," His voice cracking with anger, a thrumming vein appeared on his forehead. "The first rule for you weak earth girl is that you now belong to me, everything that you are, until you have fulfilled your ten years of service, now are mine." His hand grabbing her around the throat, his fingers not digging into her skin but applying enough pressure to visibly make his new property flinch. "I don't know what kind of joke this is, you barely appear able to feed yourself let alone work in my house." His thumb smoothed upwards pushing her head upwards with ease, "You have at least a decent face and a pair of tits and an ass that, no doubt, my sons will be enamoured with, but you have no real showing as a proper female." His scrutiny continued, looking up and over the girl's features as if he were examining a piece of prime rib that he got from a butcher. Pushing her head upwards to look directly into his coal black eyes the saiyan burned his face into her own. "I am Bardock, no master, lord, sir, as true saiyan I needs only name alone to speak what I have accomplished. You will treat me, my mate, and my two idiot sons with the utmost respect and do whatever they ask, should my son want to have a piece of you… well then you had better give him it."
The room felt much more uncomfortable for Chi-Chi as Bardock held her tightly with his hand still locked on her throat. That last piece of knowledge was something she hadn't really expected. Saiyans weren't known to be with the lesser races in any manner aside from workers, slaves, and cannon fodder. Imaging some type of a beast of a man having his way with her and all she could do was to just accept it? The shudder that ran up through her body made Bardock's lips twitch into an amused smirk for a moment.
"It's good that you know fear, little girl, because I would hate to have to discipline you. No doubt a beating from me would kill you, you're so pathetically weak I could break you without even trying." His lip curled back in disgust as he shook his head, "There is nothing more disgusting to a saiyan than weakness, it doesn't matter how good your food is, how well you can clean my fucking toilet or how well you can suck my son's cocks and how you whore yourself around. You display any signs of weakness I'll personally kill you. My house is known for nothing but strength, I am the elites for purging planets and have my people and empire's recognition for this necessary skill. Now say my name." He snarled his hand pushing her downwards to where she was forced to go to her knees or fall right on her ass. A white aura began to surround Bardock, the unnatural glow as he flexed his energy causing his hair to sway in motion and Chi-Chi's clothes to snap and push down to the ground. "Say what my name is, little girl!"
Chi-Chi found it overwhelming, the aura that was now coursing through her body was like weights had attached themselves to her limbs and were dragging her downwards. Each finger felt like lead, she could feel the blood draining out from her head and pooling in her lower extremities. She choked as she tried to speak his name, the pressure only increasing with each passing second. The light began to form around her eyes and she became lightheaded.
The oxygen in her lungs began to fail her as the light in her eyes began to become a dull gray and slowly worked towards the middle of her eyes. Her mouth struggled to speak, "Bah-" Was all her lip managed to pop as the grip around her throat began to constrict turning her ability to even breathe into an obstacle.
"Bardock you weakling! Are you so fucking pathetic you can't even handle this little amount of power? You wanted to sell your whole fucking life away for ten years and you can't even do the first fucking thing I tell you to do!?" He shouted down at her, the aura engulfing his entire form and surrounded Chi-Chi's own body.
Her mouth opened attempting to draw in air, as her heart hammered against her chest. Those desperate moments to pump oxygen to her essential functions of her body instead of the one that she needed. Kami-! Please-!
The world turned dark as she coughed, "Bahr-dock-!" Her voice gasping, as in a flash all of it ended. Chi-Chi fell backwards, choking and hacking on the floor. Her once pristine and presentable appearance now a convulsing mess against the wood floor. Her lungs were burning, as she continued to struggle to regain control over her body.
A rush of blood flooded her brain and limbs shortly afterwards as her body did its best to return to balance and in doing so left her to only tilt her head and vomit.
"Is this what you call quality, Lucious?" Bardock's growing irritation, not that the little girl had actually managed to voice herself after he shoved her down with a small fraction of his power. Couldn't have just died you pathetic little thing, could you?
The saiyan acted offended, "She is of proper quality you can see evident, as one of this world's strongest females I thought she would be a suitable addition to your house." though as he watched with immense displeasure the yellow and green mess escape from Chi-Chi's lips, "No doubt that is going to leave an unsightly stain on my new floors." the saiyan sighed contemplating how long it was going to take to clear that unsightly mess up. Bringing a hand to clear some of his long bangs out of the way of his face. "Surely you can be satisfied with this? I've made a thorough test of her quality in all aspects that you asked for and she has come up lacking in none of them." He cast an accusing glare at the other saiyan in the room. "Do you mean to insult me and all of the work I have done for you and your family? Of the other two servants I have procured for you are they not meeting your rigid standards of quality?" The two were long business partners back when things were on the other foot, Bardock used to bring slaves to him for sale and acting offended at the quality he brought to him sometimes. "They aren't purge girls. They aren't brought here kicking and screaming, they are looking for high quality work for high quality pay, do you think I pick up every little slave girl and dress them up for you?"
Bardock returned the cold glare back to the other saiyan Lucious. Knowing that his long time business partner wasn't exactly wrong. He wouldn't have come to him if he expected shit. "Fuck, fine, you are right." Bardock admitted throwing up his hands in frustration. Looking to Chi-Chi who was still gasping on the floor and thankfully, much to both of the saiyans nose, had stopped vomiting. That odor was like pungent smoke in their noses and he could admit he probably over did it slightly.
"What has you so wound up Bardock, you're much cooler and collected. What has you by the tail?" Lucious went back to his office desk, rolling backwards his fine brown leather chair as he took a seat and pulled open one of the lower drawers. "What has you bothered?"
"This whole god damn situation!" Bardock snapped, his tail snapping like a whip off to his side. Turning on his heel and stomping to the extra seat across from the saiyan. "It's fucking Gine, my sexy fucking little she wolf!"
"Oh, now I'm interested." Lucious said pulling up a large bottle of fine saiyan brew, the quality of alcohol a true saiyan could imbibe on Planet Vegeta. Two large shot glasses were set up as Lucious poured the amber liquid into both. It's thick alcohol content combined with a spicy nectar that was native only to Planet Vegeta was added. A sweet punch to the stomach was what it was known to by the lower class saiyans. "What's that little spitfire done to get you so worked up? I know you've doted on your mate for years and she's done nothing but return those affections, don't tell me that she's gone and whore-"
Bardock's hand raised upwards in a direct challenge, the ki didn't begin to form but the threat was instantly put into the air. "My apologies, I didn't mean to offend you or her." Pushing the drink forward, Lucious leaned back in his chair taking a light sip of his brew. "I know your Gine would never do that, I just got too excited, old friend."
Bardock's glare remained but his hand lowered. His gaze shifted back to Chi-Chi who was still now just coughing on the floor. "Clean up that mess once you've fixed yourself, show me you are capable of following simple tasks." he barked at her as she only nodded her head. She would've tore his head off if he was a normal human man, but this saiyan was nothing like a normal man. She had a brief knowledge of what saiyans were like and unlike Lucious, who was more business focused, Bardock defined a saiyan elite.
Forcing herself up to her feet, Chi-Chi held her still queasy stomach and slightly staggered out of the room to go and find the cleaning supplies. Both male saiyans watched the disheveled woman open up the door and make her way out, finally leaving Bardock and Luscious with some measure of peace. "So what is going on? I know you have more pride in your control than this Bardock, unless were in battle you are a calm and collected warrior."
Taking a large swig of the drink in front of him, feeling that sweet burn go down his throat, Bardock released a frustrated grunt. "Gine wants to have more pups, my fucking mate is going out of control with her hormones demanding I put another baby in her and I have no desire to keep siring pups when they are useless like the two I have right now." He took another sip, "Raditz, the lazy shit, spends his days gambling and working with the low class, granted the boy can fight and when I've put him out leading a team of purgers he can do it, but if I don't feel like a useless bastard of a father when I have to put up with his griping and moaning."
Lucious nodded filling up Bardock's drink once again. "I've heard, Raditz runs quite the luck up at the casinos, boy loves his cards and his craps." It wasn't idle boasting, the boy had a way with his gambling, while Bardock may not like that his son was not the exact warrior of his father he'd more than made a small fortune at the tables and gambling circles. It was a good thing, as Raditz loved the finer things, mostly women and booze. His father on several occasions showed up to the blue palace to drag his son out of the brothel and out to work after racking up quite the bill. It wasn't the worst thing to have in a son but it wasn't helping his father's attempt to push for status. "So I'm going to assume his whoremongering has yet to die down."
"Fuck I wish, that boy has done nothing but fuck the chambermaids I've paid money for. The Norelan you sold me has been caught far too many times with her lips around that boy's dick than I care to remember. Then the Nerubian she devil spends half her days in my boy's bed instead of doing her fucking job." Bardock took another hit from his drink.
"Oh yes, Viv I wouldn't have not imagined that, aside from those large teeth, you can't really argue with four tits and four arms can you?" Lucious knew that last girl he had sold to Bardock would've ended up more on her back than on her two feet. "Though I can't blame your boy, I doubt you would've been able to handle yourself with so many female hormones."
Bardock scoffed in disgust, "Female saiyans are my only pussy, and I've fucked Gine plenty of times to know what I like and don't like." His minx of a wife had been pushing the agressive I want sex, I want a baby now narrative for several months and it wasn't helping. He couldn't outright say no to her-he never had- so he'd just have to be 'creative' in order to avoid knocking her up. His goal was to avoid that at all costs, he didn't want anymore brats until he fixed the two he had right now, or killed them first. Whichever would be quicker and less painful for him, no doubt Gine would bitch about the later but then he could get her pupped again.
"How terrible." Lucious laughed in a sarcastic tone. "Your hyped up female wanting your dick and you complain about it, just bite the bullet and try, if it don't happen, it don't happen, better that you do that than piss her off, I've seen what she could do with that cleaver of hers." Gesturing with a thumb cutting his throat. "She'll take your prick off if you get her too angry." He offered a coy grin. "Soo-" He drawled, "just fuck her so hard she don't want it anymore."
Bardock groaned, "That. does. Not. help. Me!" He stated slowly annunciating every word as if he were speaking to his youngest boy. "I have work to be doing and the minute I saddle Gine with another babe I'll be in another circle of hell." A fussy newborn Raditz or Kakarot made him wish he had sent them on purging missions when they were babies just to be rid of them. But Gine wouldn't let her little darlings go, fucking ungrateful brats.
"I'm assuming that even your spitting image isn't doing his share judging by this drama." Lucious chuckled as Bardock covered his face with his hand. Peering through his eyes as the other saiyan poured another glass for the two to drink.
"I have no clue of Vegeta-sei what to do with Kakarot, he eats, he trains, he fights, and that is all. The boy won't do anything, I've even tried pushing him towards the Cabba house to perhaps get a hold of either of those two fine saiyan females but that boy won't do a damn thing! He should have a damn mate and turning worlds to ash like his fucking old man but I'd be better suited causing a flood on our damn world than getting that boy to do anything!" Bardock slammed the empty back on the table with an audible crack. His hand massaging his temples as he tried to will away the stress he had been feeling for most of the day.
"Ever thought about sending the boy off on his own? Put him where he has to grow up? Why not use that villa you own, I'm certain a small house with little excitement will get that boy to do something. Put the brats out of your own hair and focus on banging that sweet Gine of yours." He grinned lecherously at his old friend who snarled back at him. "So hostile, perhaps a new brat would calm her down and make those boys of yours more… responding to the need to grow up. I'm certain a few weeks with an angry hormonal mate and screaming newborn saiyan would drive them up and outwards."
"You are the single biggest idiot I've ever met, Lucious." Bardock growled irritated, "Pour me some more or shut the hell up." The other saiyan roared in laughter amused with his suffering fellow saiyan. Both sides not noting the human woman who had come back with the cleaning supplies. She had stayed to listen in on as much as she could.
Knowing full well what kind of deal she was being set up with. If it wasn't already evident, she had listened to almost everything, imaging the others she was being set up to work for. 'Check off crazy dysfunctional family. I've got a dad with major anger issues and doesn't take kindly to his mate or wife, whatever they use to explain what the hell these jacked up space monkeys are, is trying to get pregnant. His wife is no doubt some hot blooded hoochy who carries around a big cleaver looking to castrate her husband. No doubt she's got to be either hideious or a total full weight package that he won't touch is all I can assume.' Imaging a female saiyan was hard, a thick muscular woman that carried around a meat cleaver, probably a shaved head and some skin tight armored bra and panties no doubt.
Leaving that to two boys, one who seemed to be the rich suave gambler, some sort of ladies man. No doubt a full head of hair and a smile and demeanour that would make a girl blush. Definitely need to stay away from the Raditz. If his little antics with the other girls that worked in the home were any sort of indication. She didn't want to be the next one with her legs spread while some brute of an alien was pounding away on her poor body. If their dad using only a small amount could nearly suffocate her, no doubt a horny saiyan without thinking would kill her and the last thing on her mind was dying for this.
But then it fell to the final member of this wack job of a family she was going to be working for and was the lazy good for nothing, apparently anyway. Kakarot.
[***]
A swift kick in the side sent him rolling on the ground, his face hitting the ground and flipped several more times unceremoniously atop his head. "Sleeping again! What are you doing out here Kakarot?" An angry voice grumbled as the saiyan who had just been sent rolling on the ground fell over flat with an audible thud. "I swear, Kakarot, you are not to be lazing about when your father is out working hard!"
Blinking, the saiyan pushed himself up from the ground and cracked his neck. Looking towards the assailant who was none other than his mother, Gine. The short ear length female saiyan wearing a tank top training shirt and black elastic pants was standing there, her hands on her hips. Oh yeah, mom's pissed! Kakarot thought in his head with a sigh of defeat. "What did dad do to you this time, mom?" He asked sounding bored.
It was just his usual time to be resting in small pasture they had built in their family's castle, it was reserved for training and just whatever they needed. The dull grass was a staple of Vegeta-sei with the scarcity of natural water supplies. In their large home, a large horseshoe shaped building several stories tall, made of red marble. The roof bearing the family crest of the house of Bardock, it was at least six generations of saiyans that had strengthened the family blood and put them in the line of the five royal houses. Though they were only fourth in rank, a not so enviable position with the political climate these days. But the saiyan had more pressing issues as he looked at his frustrated mother.
"Oh I'll tell you what that no good bastard of a impotent man did!" Not at all hiding what she was really upset with. Not that Kakarot couldn't already guess with his mother being this irate for no good reason, interrupting his afternoon nap outside was really a bummer. But he should've hidden himself better, no doubt Raditz had done the same thing and that is why he was being targeted for his mother's angry outburst. "Do you see these?" She growled pointing at her breasts, "Yes…" Kakarot groaned looking upwards into the sky. "I'm a damn saiyan female and my fucking man isn't anywhere close to satisfy me, you can just see how much trouble my poor breasts are and that bastard doesn't even care!" She yelled stomping her feet like a little child. "He used to spend days fucking me, and now I can barely get thirty minutes out of that good for nothing son of a bitch!" Releasing a pent up frustrated roar her aura sparked all around her as she just wanted to do what all saiyans did when they were angry, have one hell of a good scrap with someone.
"Mom I really- really don't want to hear about what you and dad do. So why not just strap him down and take what you really want?" Kakarot's voice broke into a yawn as he tried to clean the dirt from his ears.
"Oh you think you can tell your mother what to do! You-You-YOU-! What is wrong with me!?" Gine broke down crying as she ran into her youngest boy's chest. Looking to be comforted by the spitting image of her mate as she just wanted answers, she didn't understand what the problem was and why it was making her so unbelievably hurt and upset. "Did I do something wrong, why is your father angry with me?" Gine's hands wrapped around her son tightly making the saiyan wince from the amount of pressure his mother was squeezing him with. "Am I not saiyan enough anymore? Is he bored with me?"
Placing both of his hands on his mother's shoulders Kakarot pushed back enough to get her to look at him. "Mother, if that was the problem he would tell you, that old man has a one track mind. You are way over thinking things. I know pops wouldn't think you were less of a saiyan, he's your mate, after all." He offered her a smile. "Would you like to spar and get it off your chest?"
Gine nodded her head, "I would like that, perhaps your resemblance to your father would help me get some of this aggression out." Her breathing steadied out, "I need to calm down, thank you, my little pup." She smiled gently patting his cheek to which he groaned and looked away. "Now don't be like that your still my baby, it doesn't matter how many planets you purge or how strong your power level is." She smiled at him and jumped backwards, her hands coming up to her front as her legs moved into a low balance as Kakarot just spread his feet and raised up both fists to his side.
He blinked and that's all it took to watch the grass seperating as his mother closed the gap in seconds between them. The first blow dodged as Kakarot's head swung to the side from the obvious strike, his palm knocked his mother's arm to the side but she was not a warrior who relied on brute force. She was agile and unpredictable.
The back of her heel cracked the side of his neck as she whirled about, his arm extended and unable to block her backwards round heel strike. Covering his face he jumped backwards, one arm pulling behind his back as he kept up his guard.
Gine remained low her body zig zagging as she approached her son. Her fist shot outwards and connected with Kakarot's prepared strike. Their knuckles rocked the other creating small shockwaves that reverberated for a moment until Kakarot pushed forwards his obvious physical strength showing as he threw his mother backwards her limbs flailing slightly as Kakarot continued to press her. Showing her fangs Gine dug in her heels slowing her son's aggressive shove. Kakarot's nose snorted hot air as their arms trembled.
Throwing her other unoccupied fist it was blocked by her son's other. His fingers catching the top of her knuckles as he squeezed down to prevent her movements. Pirouetting to the side Kakarot's pressure relented and grabbed the bottom of her arm and in a fluid motion brought her up and slammed her down to the ground. The indentation of her body outline shown in the softer ground.
Dropping his knee down Gine was able to rock enough to just miss the blow to her head, as Kakarot attempted to drive his other fist down she flipped her legs upwards, scissoring her legs around her son's neck and drew his center of balance down. The unorthodox manuever dragged Kakarot's face into the dirt as his grip on Gine disappeared and she hit him in the back as he skidded to a stop.
Growling with irritation, Kakarot swept his back leg kicking Gine off of her feet. Her hands planting as she sprung forwards, coming back up into her fighting stance watching carefully as her son slowly pushed himself back up onto his feet.
Their eyes locked together cold stares exchanged as Kakarot got back into a more balanced stance.
"My lady Gine!" A voice called out, a lighter pink skinned alien wearing a black and white spandex suit similar to the ones that Kakarot and Gine were wearing. Save her head was adorned with a small maid frill tiara. Her hair a light yellow as she looked out with soft yellow eyes with light black pupils. Her frame much smaller than the rest standing only four foot six.
Stopping their match she turned to look towards the new arrival, "Yes Nevah?" Calling back.
"A pardon my lady but Lord Bardock has returned with the new house caretaker just now. Would you like for me too-" Nevah was nearly blown off her feet as Gine exploded towards the house, the doors shaking as she bolted straight inside looking for her mate.
Kakrot put his hand on his forehead and just shook it disappointed, "And I was just about to get serious." Annoyed he headed towards the door his hands behind his head as he watched Nevah get off the ground and dust herself off.
"What's for dinner tonight Nev?" Using her abbreviated nickname as he strolled past her.
"I have not been given the menu tonight young Kakarot, but I believe it will fall to our new house caretaker as per custom." Nevah replied fixing herself to be presentable as she followed behind Kakarot.
"Ah, well I hope this one can at least cook and tell me is she at least average looking, I don't need another one of you girls slobbering over my brother like I know," His tone dropping into an accusing inflection as his eyes looked towards Nevah who did not look back at him, but he could still smell the lingering odor of his brother on her. "You caretakers have been, the last I need is to smell my brother's spunk in this house than I already need." He snorted with disgust.
"It's not my place to refuse." She replied.
"But you can." Kakarot responded with a growl, "But whatever you whores want to do with my brother go ahead." With that he phased from her and towards the sounds of a irritated mother and annoyed father. He was coming around the corner to the sight of his parents and another woman beside them.
"Not later! NOW-!" Gine growled her tail lashing behind her.
Bardock shook his head, "Mate I will tend to it, I have to instruct the new caretaker as I always do." Gesturing to the woman with her neat bun of hair dressed like the rest of his servants now with the symbol of his house on the back of her suit.
Gine glared at the young woman, "She looks like a saiyan…" Taking a sniff Gine came slightly closer to which the young woman did not flinch but tucked and bowed her head out of respect. "Something to distract yourself with mate?" An accusing tone as her eyes flicked back towards Bardock and then to her.
"Do not accuse me of something you know I will not do. I am not a lowborn saiyan." Bardock's warning rumble towards his mate made his own tail lash out behind him.
Sighing, Kakarot decided to just end two arguments and solve his mother's anger issues for the time being. "I'll do it, pops you go take care of your mate." He came around the corner acting mostly nonchalant about exactly what he was referring too, though it was irritating to have to be doing this between two grown saiyans. "I know the routine you two… go have fun." He said waving off his father as he put himself between them and the new caretaker.
"Excellent-!" "Hold on-" Bardock attempted to do the job he usually did but his mate's iron like grip on his wrist gave him little room for arguing unless he was looking to have an all out brawl in his home. Something he was very, very hesitant to do. "Now." She hissed to which Bardock sent his son a warning look before grabbing scooping Gine up in his arms and taking her down to their wing of the house.
"I swear…" Kakarot sighed before looking at the new caretaker. His studious gaze coming into play as his obsidian eyes looked into a pair of soft brown. "What's your name?"
Taking a breath she replied. "My name is Chi-Chi, and i'm from Earth." Folding her hands over her lap, "I hope that I am speaking to the Lord's youngest son…. Kak-Kakarot?" Trying her best to quickly recall the names of the family she would be working for. Though he looked nothing like a Raditz.
"Not bad, yes I am Kakarot."
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