AN: As if I could actually make it without making another story. I was reading this really good fic called Plan Repopulation by Gothicpug, and she got me on the train to Raditz crushing. I know, a crazy train, right? The fic is really awesome, and I think that you should go check it out. Don't worry, the other fics take first priority over this one. I just had to get this out of my head.

WARNING: LIME (at the end)

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ

"Ms. Hall! Ms. Hal!" the little boy cried out. The pain in the boys voice brought the teachers attention to him, concern shadowing her face.

"What is it, Jonathan?" she asked, rushing over to him. When she reached him, she knelt down, until she was level with his gaze.

"When are we going to eat?" She rolled her eyes, picking herself back up, dusting the dirt off her dress. "I'm hungry!" as though to make his point clear, the kids' stomach growled. "See?"

The innocent look in his bright blue eyes melted her heart. The kids that she teached always made her heart soar with pride. "Alright." looking around, the rest of the kids all had the same sheepish smile on their small, round faces. They all looked like they were going to pass out. She needed to feed them. "Where should we eat?"

All at once, the whole group of kids raised their hands, jumping up and down. Some were shouting, some were just jumping, and others were humming.

Bringing a hand to her chin, she acted like she was deciding who to choose. "Don't everyone speak at once!" she joked, loving at how they were behaving. Although they were making noises, no one had spoke an answer. Just like she taught them. It brought her immense joy.

All hell broke loose when they all took that cue to start shouting out their answers. She couldn't discern most things from her group. She laughed jovially, loving the sound that was entering her ears.

They all seemed to have the same answer, and it was right in the clearing that they were hiking through. She looked around at all of them, smiling.

"I guess that here will do. Let's just all sit down in a big circle!" Ms. Hall called, the kids instantly scrambling to do as se had said. This is why she taught second grade. You could mold the kinds into something great. They were just at that age where what they learn will stick with them.

She took out a capsule and pressed the button, throwing it soon after. It crashed to the ground, making a loud noise, smoke billowing around it. When the fog of smoke disappeared, there stood a large crate, holding all the kids lunches. She called them into a single file line, placing each bag into its respectful owners awaiting hands. They all found their places again, plopping down, immediately getting started.

She sat at a distance, watching them as she nibbled on her own food. Her food consisted of a Subway sandwich, a bag of chips, and a gallon of water. As she surveyed them, a sudden ache rose in her stomach. The laughs and giggles reverberated through the clearing, meeting her ears. She had always wanted to have kids, but it seemed as if the world was against her. It had started out when she was young: her high school boyfriend was still with her, three years after they had graduated.

At that time, they were more than ready to have a kid. Well, he did, she was still reluctant. Even though she really loved him, and wanted to have kids with him, just just wasn't ready for that responsibility. Not just yet. She had tried for him anyway. After two years of failing at it-which was surprising, since they were at it nonstop for hours, which added up to more than a lot of times per day-she grew worried.

The relationship that they had was falling apart, and life just wasn't the same. So she, being the obedient lover she was, had decided to take it to the hospital where she learned the shocking news that didn't really come to a surprise to her: she was almost incapable to have kids. The chances of having one were slim to none. Even if she did have one, it would probably end up in a miscarriage.

It crushed her and her boyfriend. She hadn't meant that she didn't want to be incapable of having kids. What kind of sick punishment was that? They tried for a few more months after that before splitting. It just wasn't going to work out. The pain still throbbed in her heart, and made her want to curl up in a ball at times, but she was through it.

When she really got serious with another guy, she told them, usually scaring them off in that moment, never to see them again. It only hurt her a little at every guy that left because of that. She was just happy that she wasn't with somebody that didn't love her back. That thought repulsed her the most. She'd rather be without child than have somebody that didn't love her.

There was another time that she had though she had found the one that would stay with her. They had been dating for over six months, and she felt that they were getting close enough. She would tell him. This guy, though, she had waited longer to tell. That was because she liked him more than she liked the other guys she had dated over the years. She was scared the moment that she had to tell her. Hell, she had been scared to tell him when they first started dating.

When she told him, he told her that it didn't matter what went on with her body. He told her that what only mattered was how he loved her. All in all, in the end, it hadn't ben

She shook her head, ridding herself of those thoughts, refocusing on her kids. They were more important, and she didn't need anything ruining her happy day.

"What do you mean, you want to wish Raditz back to life?" Chichi asked, blanching at the thought.

Goku rubbed the back of his head nervously. "Well, yeah. I mean, he deserves a second chance, just like the rest of them have had the chance. That's all, Chi, really." he awaited the blow that came soon after.

Except for it was in word form. "SON GOKU! DO YOU REMEMBER HOW HE KIDNAPPED OUR SON, AND TRIED TO CONVINCE YOU TO KILL INNOCENT CHILDREN?" she waited for and answer that didn't come. She took a deep breath before continuing on. "Think about it. Do you really want that monster to try that again?" she tapped her foot.

"Well, no, but-"

"There should be none of that, Goku, and I mean it. None. You will not revive that monstrosity." said Chichi, turning on her heel. She wasn't even going to bother with listening for an answer. he wouldn't dare disobey her. "He isn't that stupid!"

Oh boy, was she wrong.

She wasn't his first attempt at trying to revive Raditz. He had tried all the others, getting a similar reaction. They all had a different way of going about it. Well, all except for Vegeta, who hadn't cared.

Vegeta

"I don't care. If he gets in my way, I'll crush him." Vegeta shrugged his shoulders, walking away from Goku.

The taller man could only stare at the prince's moving form, unable to think straight.

That one hadn't been bad, and it had spurred Goku to go rehash his plan to everybody else.

They would be like Vegeta. So he decided to go his best friend first. Surely he'd understand?

Right?

Krillin

Krillin finished laughing, wiping at his eyes. The tears were blurring his vision. "That was a good one, Goku. You almost had me convinced!"

"I'm being serious. Very serious." Goku thought that his friend would be understanding, but he was wrong.

"Sure ya are." he laughed some more.

Goku waited patiently for his short friend to stop taking it as a joke.

Krillin finally got his laughter to subside, and his eyes to clear. He frowned, studying his long-time friend closely. He almost choked on air as she realized something. "You're really serious?"

"Well, yes. That's what I've been saying, isn't it?" this was getting on the Saiyan's nerves.

"GOKU!" Krillin gasped, his hands flying to his mouth.

"What?" Goku scratched the top of his head.

It took a few seconds for the fighter to speak. He pried his hands off his mouth. "You know he kidnapped Gohan, and that led to your death."

"If you think about it, it was a gift from God."

"What the hell makes you think that?"

"If that hadn't have happened, we wouldn't be standing here today. And if we were, I bet it still wouldn't be the same."

Krillin seemed to really start thinking about it. He shook his head, ridding himself of the notion that he should help aid his friend. "Whatever. But I'm not standing around to get my ass chewed."

Before Goku could say anything more, his friend flew off.

That one had hurt the most. Krillin was supposed to be on his side. He would have never thought that his short friend would turn his back on him.

It only got worse.

Bulma

Bulma was out for a smoke, relaxing from her hard work on fixing the gravity room.

Vegeta had yet again broken the machine. "I powered up." he had said.

As if that were really the case.

Goku instantly appeared before her, making her inhale too much of the smoke. She coughed and gagged, the smoke clogging her throat.

"Sorry!" Goku shouted, patting her back. She fell forward at the power he had unknowingly put behind it.

It did clear out her breathing tube some, allowing her intake a deep intake of breath. With the exhale, she yelled. "GOKU, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she wheezed, hacking some more.

"Now, Bulma, that isn't a very nice thing to say..." he teased. He loved teasing her. Also, he loved catching her off guard. Especially when she was smoking.

The thing was, Bulma wasn't supposed to smoke. That's why she had to sneak it.

"Well, same to your infamise "pats" on the backs." she air-quoted, rolling her eyes.

"Sorry," he huffed, face burning. He did seem to do that a lot, not fathoming just how hard he could hit somebody with just a poke to the arm.

She knew, after collecting her thoughts, that he had something on his mind that he needed to get out. "It doesn't matter. What's eating at you?" asked Bulma, putting her ciggarette out. She slung an arm around him, finding a pace to sit.

He hesitated a little, unsure of how to start. Bulma was easy to anger at one wrong move or word. He had to get around that, and there just asn't anything to ease her into it.

It was her turn to 'pat' him on the back. She put as much force into it as she could.

The only way that she knew that it was a powerful move for her, was the small movement as he waved a little forward.

That seemed to be enough to get the Saiyan talking.

"I want to revive Raditz," he blurted, seeing no other way to tell it. He held his eyes closed, waiting for her to strike.

It never happened.

He let one eye slit open, only to close again. Her look was one of much rage.

"The hell? You want to revive the very man who threatened your son's life," she spoke in a soft voice, the anger sounding through it.

He gulped, not daring to open his eyes again. He felt her arm slip off his shoulders. That made him flinch, thinking that she was going to hit him.

When nothing came for t least a few minutes, he opened an eyes slowly, the other shooting open at the sight in front of him.

Bulma was nowhere in sight. He must not have heard her walking away over the sound of his thundering heart.

The fact that she hadn't slapped him hurt him more. It was more than that. She hadn't yelled at him, she hadn't talked to him.

She had just said the same things along the lines of what Krillin had said, and had walked away.

The sentence alone was enough to cut him deep.

He had it in him to try it again, this time with Piccolo.

Piccolo

"You have got to be kidding me, right, Goku?" Piccolo asked darkly, rushing at his ex-enemy. He was pissed off.

"Not this again! I'm not joking! What's so wrong about wishing Raditz back to life?" he just couldn't get it. Why wouldn't they wrap their minds around the fact that the brother of Goku deserved a chance, as had they? He dodged the attack, the Namekian hurtling past a bit before regaining his own control of his body again, pivoting around to take another chance at Goku.

"Gohan, you thick headed bastard!" Piccolo roared, landing a blow on Goku, who fell back, hitting the ground.

Stars swimmed in his vision. What his fellow friend said wouldn't settle in his fogged mind. "Ouch!" he hissed through clenched teeth. His hands flew to his head, rubbing his temples. The pain was intense. "You must be really pissed." he gave a half smile.

"It isn't funny! He ut Gohan IN DANGER!" Piccolo lunged at Goku, who saw too late what was coming at him.

A sharp pain was followed by darkness.

When he had awoken, he had had the worst headache in the world. His hopes had pretty much gave up on him. He did, however, continue to the next person, who was his wife.

Where he was at now. His hopes were nearly depleted.

Maybe he should give up?

"Dad."

Goku looked up to see his son, Gohan, who was holding his daughter, Pan, in his arms. The look in his eyes was soft.

"Yes, son?"

"Would you mind me putting my input into this?" this was said with a hesitation, as if one word would blow the full Saiyan apart.

"I wouldn't. Just get it over with." he was emotionally drained by this time, and nothing, he swore, nothing, could bring him any more down than he already was.

"I think it would be a great idea."

Goku perked up. "What do you mean, Gohan?"

"What I mean is that I think that you should revive Raditz. You know, give him another chance." Gohan's eyes were shining with excitement.

"What-what about you?" the shorter Saiyan asked, now baffled.

"Come again?"

"How can you feel like reviving him with what he had done to you? Everyone else is mad at the fact that you were in danger the last time he was alive." his voice grew.

"Well, father, that is simple." Gohan paused to pat his daughters' head, soothing her whines.

"What is it, son?" he wanted to hear what Gohan had to say. Much to his disappointment, the new father didn't answer until the baby was settled. It also gave him a sense of pride. He was quite good with the child thing.

Gohan looked his father into the eyes. Goku could see the fire that raged in the pupils of his son. "Well, dad, I learned from a great man that life is about giving second chances. Look at Vegeta. He was much like Raditz, and now he is treated with respect. He turned good. Who's to say that Raditz won't either?"

Goku's vision blurred with unshed tears. He wanted to wrap his son into his arms so badly that it hurt. He couldn't do that with the baby in his arms. "Thank you, Gohan..."

Those words heated Gohan's blood, warming him all over. He was making his dad proud, and that, in turn, made him happy. "No problem, dad." he paused, rolling his eyes up to think. As if a light had gone through his mind, his eyes shot to his dads' once again. "Hey, I know! Let's summon Shenron tonight!"

"That's a great idea, but it will take forever to gather them." Goku pointed out.

This was where Gohan wagged his finger at his father. "That is where you are wrong."

"How so?"

"Because I gathered them." at his fathers' confused look, he blushed, looking down. "You see, I herd you muttering to yourself a couple of days ago about it. I wanted the dream to come true for you. So I gathered them for you!"

"When do we start?"

"How about tonight?" he could have swore he already said that.

"Deal."

It was time for her to go home.

All of the children had went home, the long day coming to a close.

Though she had enjoyed it thoroughly, she couldn't help but bend to her pounding headaches will.

Maybe some air would do her good. She ignored her capsules, deciding to walk home.

Stepping foot outside, her ache subsided a little, giving her room to breathe a little.

Her thoughts strayed to where they had been earlier, the dark mood overtaking her.

As if Mother Nature herself was morphing to Ms. Hall's mood, the earth seemed to get a little thick, lightening appearing. The sky appeared darker than usual on a night like this, and had her groaning.

"Why?" she grumbled, still not touching her capsules. She needed a walk in the fresh air, and that was what she was going to get, humid weather or not.

The Dragon was mighty and intimidating, with a bit of wonder in the mix. He was a beautiful creature to observe.

"What shall your wishes be?" the rumble shook the earth.

"Here goes nothing..." Goku took a breath, getting ready.

She felt the lightning as it hit the ground, making her sway.

Why did she attract men that didn't love her? She was sick and tired of that feeling that struck her every time a man broke her heart.

"I wish I had a man that would love me no matter what." she grumbled, not knowing that somewhere close, another wish was made at the exact same time she made hers.

"I wish my brother Raditz was alive!" Goku shouted.

"Your wish shall be granted." in a quick moment, the dragon's eyes flashed a light red, before returning to normal. "What is your second wish?"

At that question, both father and son looked at each other with blank looks. Neither one of them knew what to do.

Not only that, but something else was what she wanted with it.

It was one that most women craved.

And she wanted it, with a passion. The earth shook again.

"I wish that I could at least have one child." her voice broke, and the tears cascaded down her face.

"Your wish has been granted. I will be gone now!" the Dragon roared, fizzing up, the balls following right after. They bunched together in the sky, before exploding, sending themselves in opposite directions.

"What the hell just happened?" Gohan exclaimed. His eyes were wide with shock.

"Hell if I know, Gohan. I didn't do anything."

Ms. Hall stopped, head shooting up towards the sky. It had appeared that shooting stars, but burned much brighter.

She shook it off, passing it off as her imagination, trudging along.

She wanted those thing deeply. It cut through her soul.

How had he gotten here, he'd never know.

One moment, he's in hell, laying into some sexy woman, and the next, he was on the place that sent him to hell. It was earth.

And to add to all of it, he was left completely unsatisfied. His cock was still hard, twitching with need.

He needed to finish. He hated being left unsatisfied.

Raditz looked around, taking in his surroundings. He was in what appeared to be a small clearing that had nothing but rocks and patches of grass. He narrowed his eyes.

He could see a building in the distance, a figure walking away from it. From the looks of it, the person was just that: a person.

The unsatisfied Saiyan needed to get closer, and without being caught.

He slipped towards it unnoticed. Upon closer inspection, it was a woman.

Just what Raditz needed. He made his move, slapping a hand around her mouth before she could scream.

The woman stiffened under him. He could only lick his lips in anticipation. She was going to do just fine.

Her breasts might have been small, but her hips were something to look at. He ran a hand over the soft curves, loving the feeling. Her nerves bunched under his hands, obviously feeling something.

The unsatisfied Saiyan couldn't hold it anymore. He needed to be satiated, and this female would do nicely.

He laid her out, not deterred by her struggles. In fact, he liked it when that happened. It gave him a thrill.

His tail ran up her leg, making it tense, trailing up, over the curve of her round hip, until it found the top of her pants. Without hesitation, he ripped them off, throwing them away.

Her cries turned him on, making him go faster. He soon ripped off her panties, getting to the good stuff. He had to have her now. He flipped her onto her back.

From the fucking that he was in the process of in hell, he already had his pants and armor off. Without any warning, he shoved himself inside of her, loving the feel of her soft body arching up against his hard one. That movement granted him more access, in which he took.

In a matter of seconds, he was pounding into her, his hands leaving her mouth in the process. Her screams did nothing but make him even more horny. He also realized that this wasn't her first time.

"You're so fucking tight, woman!" he grunted, delving into her. His head bumped her cervix. It seemed as though her walls wanted to milk him of his seed. He scraped into her, pounding harder and harder until he was bumping her most deepest parts of her about fifty times per second.

Her shouts of help soon turned into cries of pleasure. His large cock scraped her insides, hitting everything, leaving nothing unfilled.

He grunted in approval, liking her reaction. He might like raping women, but he loved it more when it turned into pleasure for them.

Raditz always made sure to pleasure his girls, willing or unwilling.

He was nowhere near close when she came, her arousal coating his massive cock, spurring him to go faster. He buried himself balls deep into her pussy, her inner walls squeezing his dick.

He felt her second one hit, her walls clamping down on him so hard that he grew close to the edge. He paced himself faster as his balls tensed. The feeling of her tight womanhood brought him closer and closer, until he teetered close on the edge.

Her third orgasm brought him over, sending him into a brief oblivion.

He slipped out of her, stretching. He was satisfied for the moment. What nice work he did with the woman.

She was splayed open, his cum trickling out of her pussy, mixing with hers, coating the ground. Her face was one of completion. He left her satisfied.

He chuckled softly, walking away. He would see her again. He loved to use women until they grew boring.

He cackled as he flew away, going in search of clothes.

AN: So, how'd you like the first chapter? Was it any good? What about the Lemon? Was that good? I hope you all enjoyed it as much as me!