What this is:

- A collection of oneshots about this AU verse where Frieza never turned up, but Zarbon has still come across Vegetasei. His background concerning this will be up sooner or later.

What this is not:

- Written in order. There will be a note at the top of each chapter should I wish to point out if it related to another story within this collection.

- A chaptered fanfiction. Rather a collection of oneshots about the same AU verse.

- Updated regularly. It shall be when I think of and write a new idea.

- Serious business.

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The Missus

When Kakarott had been ordered by his father to accompany his brother to work in order to pay for the very expensive set of training weights he had broken, he had seen it. Something that would surely come in handy for blackmailing Raditz later, should the need ever arise.

Raditz and his work partner, Nappa, were working to clear a deep gorge that the Saiyans favoured for having their young scale the steep walls of as part of their training. It had been half buried after a recent earthquake, (a constant bother in this particular area), and needed clearing. That was where Raditz, Nappa and now Kakarott came in.

After three hours of toiling and sweating, (ki could not be used, or the situation may be made worse), the scouter sat on an out-of-the-way boulder started beeping.

"What's that?" Kakarott asked, standing and going to inspect it, finding that it displayed a rather large power level.

Nappa glanced at the number it displayed and said, rather casually, "well, well, it's the missus. Been a while."

"The who?"

Kakarott's question was answered when a dot appeared in the sky and quickly began to grow larger. There was no doubt in Kakarott's mind that the person who landed must be this 'missus'. He was of a breed of people not often seen much where they lived, (as not many others liked to live around the rather destructive race that were the Saiyans), with very distinctive green hair and skin. His long hair was pulled back into a neat braid and he wore odd jewellery across his forehead, along with earrings hanging from what could be seen from his ears. It was rather easy to see where he had earned the nickname.

"Hey genius!" the visitor called to Raditz, completely ignoring the two other Saiyans. He held up a brown paper bag. "You forgot this again."

"Who is that?" Kakarott said quietly to Nappa.

"I told you," Nappa replied. "That's the missus. But don't you dare let him hear you call him that. He's a lot fiercer than he looks. I've still got the scars."

"Then tell me his name."

"His name is Zarbon. He's an arrogant asshole, and your brother is absolutely crazy about him. You're his family and you didn't know?"

"No." Kakarott watched in utter disbelief at this news. Zarbon was telling Raditz something about not being "some goddamn housewife", and his brother appeared to have lost the power of speech.

"Him?" Kakarott asked. He blinked hard, hoping that his now apparently mute brother would vanish to be replaced with the one who surely wouldn't just stand there and take such a tongue-lashing.

"I don't completely believe it either," Nappa shook his head as he picked up another boulder. "I'm still trying to figure out how he managed to get such a high-class guy. And I'd get back to work, unless you want him to snap at you too."

"Okay," Kakarott said, but he didn't budge. Not until Zarbon turned his head and their eyes met for a second.

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"Who's the new kid?" Zarbon nodded towards Kakarott as the Saiyan hurriedly returned to his task.

"My little brother," Raditz said, glad to be given an opening to speak again. "He's working here to pay for an expensive set of training weights he broke."

"I see," Zarbon turned a little more to get a better view of him. "Not a bad looker is he?"

Raditz frowned, his tail thrashing at his thighs. Zarbon noticed and rolled his eyes.

"Every time. You're far too easy."

"Anything else now that you've given me my lunch and my lecture?" Raditz said as he looked to change the subject and, hopefully, get back to work.

"Just that you might be hanging around outside for a bit at the end of the day. Dodoria is finally moving out of his mother's basement and I'm helping him shift some stuff."

"Why not give me the key?"

Zarbon raised an eyebrow. "If you keep forgetting your lunch, why would I give you the key? Hang out in the bar with Nappa for a while or beat the living hell out of each other. Whatever you Saiyans do. But if you turn up looking like you're going to drip blood everywhere, you'll be sleeping outside anyway. You decide how to entertain yourself."

"Yes dear," Raditz murmured as Zarbon turned to leave.

Zarbon heard him, but made no response. He would get him later.

END