A spinning portal comprised of several silver gears spun open a rift and from that rift fell the boy from the future, the son to the heiress of Capsule Corp and the Prince of all Saiyans, the boy with the bow haircut. Trunks Briefs.

"A trunks I have to know, haw was your mission?"

Trunks shrugged off the ripped jacket, three off the cracked Z-Sword, and removed the green sweater that weighed three hundred kilos.

"Pretty well, I convinced several namekians from branch 98B to join our cause, though…they weren't too happy about me interfering in their fight against the Freeza of that universe." Explained trunks as he looked over to the supreme Kai of Time who was sunbathing atop the cube that contained Kakarot.

"Oh, that's great, the renovation to Toki Toki City are just about done so that's great too. And it's just about time to hatch this guy here."

Trunks bowed before heading to the bath house on the other side of the planet.

-/-

Arlick, face pressed to the earth and body twitching, smiled widely and joyfully. Not once this whole evening had he complained.

He'd thrown on all the weighted clothing master Roshi had given them and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him. Reminiscing helped kill the time considering he still couldn't even stand with it all on.

Within a capsule house Bulma had propped up, Karen had just finished taking a bath with Kakarot and Kōbashī, she now wore a lavender nightgown Bulma had given her.

Bulma stirred her glass of milk as she stared at the girl who read opposite to her on the table.

The gown, while not being form fitting still hugged the curves of her body, Bulma stared at her. This girl who was younger than her had better curves, better hair, and kept some pretty tough looking company. Bulma couldn't stand it!

"So tell me, how'd a girl like you get involved with boys like these?"

Karen put down the book, she'd known, quite well in fact, that Bulma had been looking her over. She just didn't know why.

"Well, me and my village thought moving to skull or

Gohan's valley as we'd come to know if, and we were attached and pillaged by bandits and as I was about to be captured and raped, Arlick came down from the sky, killed all the bandits, and then Gohan basically adopted me." She explained now getting a sympathetic look. Something not entirely new but definitely rare.

Gohan would provide comfort through his warming smile and Arlick had three sets of emotions and any kind of sympathy wasn't one.

Kakarot was too easy going, and simple minded to care about anything that wasn't either a fight, or food. That had changed slightly once she had begun tutoring him but that only got so far.

Bulma looked across the room looking to change the topic.

"So...do you think he's going to come in tonight?" She asked as she spotted Arlick still face down in the dirt.

Karen smiled at the sight. Arlicks determination and perseverance were infectious, his drive to become stronger seemed to be unstoppable. She couldn't help but wonder why?

"Yeah, if he manages to stand." Karen says nonchalantly going back to her book and Bulma leaves to go watch some T.V.

Arlick plantes both fist against the dirt, and with a grunt he pushed! And nothing.

"Dammit!" He called, spit foaming out of his mouth.

The door of the capsule home swung open and out stepped Karen, carrying a bowl of rice and curry.

"Hey, I brought you dinner."

Arlick grunted as he turned his head to her, his cheek planted firmly against the ground.

"Just leave it there, I'll get to it."

She chuckled and walked over to him, the silver spoon in her hand scooping up the meal. As she looked over him she smiled before crouching down, and moving to spoon feed him.

He begrudgingly accepted.

"So...how come your feeding...me?" He asked between mouthfuls.

"Because you did the same when I got that nasty fever my first year with you, and you looked like you needed some food."

"Boy...did I!" He gulped down the moist potato chunk.

"Why are you so determined to use this stuff all at once?"

"Because the minute I get this, I'll be that much stronger!"

She lingered for a moment. "Why do you want to get stronger?"

"Cause imma saiyan." He deadpanned taking another spoonful.

"Right alien people, warrior race, but there has to be something more."

"There is...I just...don't know...why I should tell you?" He gulped down the last of the food and pushed hard against the ground and for seven seconds actually lifted his chest from the earth! Before falling back down.

"Because we're friends." She said as her gaze went to the stars.

"Yeah...yeah we are." He said confirming what she had just said.

"Alright, you don't have to tell me. But how about I ask you a different question instead?"

"Shoot."

"What was your planet like?"

"The first one was a vast jungle planet with oceans of fresh water and more oversized mammals than you could count. The second was a red husk that had two bodies of freshwater that were trash by comparison."

"The first? Second?"

"Yeah, y'see saiyans lived on a planet called Sadala in a sort of cave men style thing, then one day all the saiyans pile into a crashed ship that they'd commandeered and moved to the new planet. They had a war with the original inhabitants then boom we crowned a King, and then it blew up after… I think a decade or so."

She was silent for a long while after that.

By the time she finally found the words to speak, he was now standing. And it was 3am.

"Saiyans have a lot of history, history you may not agree with. But it's my ancestry, and Kakarots too, we have nothing to be ashamed of."

She nodded as they both went inside.

Though, as they entered the capsule home, Karen couldn't help but smile at the fact she'd learned more about the saiyans.

-/-

Author's Note:

So... I didn't upload for like...two days? But I had this chapter written and just sitting in a folder waiting to be uploaded :P
Anyway, Sup guys! hope you're enjoyin' the story so far, and I hope you continue to enjoy!