Chapter 2

He didn't deserve this. He didn't deserve to be so wretched. All he ever did was help people. He was first and for most a freedom fighter. After becoming king he did have to make some harsh decisions but in the end he did what was best and he was well loved by his people. But he wasn't happy. The heir, his son made his pain slightly less but it did not take away the burning desire that ate him up inside. The burning desire to posses her, the one his heart, soul and mind belong, even if just for one night. Just one night and Peaya thought she knew the perfect way to get Goma for Mirai Trunks for just one night.

Things happened so fast that Goten was sure that his head was still spinning. No sooner had Vegeta stepped on the gold carpet that led to the throne that the King stood up and roared out the question. Vegeta's answer came in the form of his final flash attack. Even before any of the King's guards had a chance to react the King was dead and a new King was born. Trunks and he didn't given get a chance to enter the room. They were still at the doorway when the Saiyain warriors, varies tribal chief went down on their knees and growled out in unison, 'Long live King Vegeta. Long live the King of all Saiyains. Long live the King of the Saiyain islanders.' That seemed to suffice as an oath of allegiance.

'Well, brat,' He said turning to face Trunks, 'What the hell are you waiting for get going?' he snapped. Nodding Trunks went in search of Marron. Who somehow ended up in possession of all the magical items they had come across.

The noise startled her. Was he in her room? Has he finally decided to... she didn't even want to think the word. But as her eyes became accustomed to the darkness she realised that the invader was a female. This brought a wholly different kind of alarm into her mind. What if... what if it was Shiva? She was after all an islander. Her mind could ample supply her with images of gruesome torture that Shiva could performs on her to break her for Daemon. The alarm lasted as long as the figure's power remained undecided. That was not Shiva. The woman before her was much too weak to be Shiva. She was much weaker than herself. When the room light came on the thought of Shiva totally subsided. It was Peaya. 'What do you want?' demanded Goma when she was able to speak.

Peaya looked at her calmly, 'I can get you out of here, at least for a little while. It won't be long before Trunks dimensional warps to Vegitasei of a different dimension. I can make it so that you will be with him, at least till Daemon figures out how to get you back here. You might even be able to stay the whole time that Trunks remains in the other dimension.'

Goma looked Started, 'There is a catch.' She said, 'There has to be a catch.'

Peaya bowed her head slightly, 'I do ask a price. But it is a small one.'

'What is it?' Goma asked suspiciously.

'You have to give one night of your life to Mirai.'

Things were moving along fast. Too fast for Goten's taste, but Trunks had spent everyday for the last three moths doing nothing by training. Training for what he did not really know. He just knew that he had to train. But he, like Vegeta, when it came to training tended to take things too far. His constant training had mentally taken him to the point that he was ready to kill something just out of seer boredom. It was in this state the finally what he had been sub-consciously training for was made clear to him. There was no stopping him now.

Within several hours of his father claming the thrown of the islanders everything was set to go. it had taken several tries to find a dimension that still contained a Vegitasei. But as soon as it was done Trunks was ready to just go. The worse part of the whole situation was that none of them could think of a reason to delay the scheme even an hour, let alone a day. The islanders knew of Trunks;' soul bonded status to their princess, correction their current chief's sister and that combined with the fact that he was the eldest son of the true king of all Saiyain was enough to secure their favour. Trunks did not need to do anything more. Marron too had been bored out of her skull for at least the last one month and was ready to go to hell to have an adventure.

Goten himself had no preference. He just thought that Trunks' could do with a little time to let everything sink in. But Trunks could only think of Goma and his line of thinking was surprisingly simple for him. The sooner he went the sooner he got the crystals, the sooner he brought back the Saiyain empire, the sooner he kicked Daemon's butt and the sooner he got Goma back in his arms. Only Goten knew that things were not going to be so easy. He did not dare, however, tell his friend that. But he also knew that Trunks was to get Goma back, at least for a little while, sooner than he could ever imagine. Although he seriously doubted whether Trunks would approve of the price that Goma has too pay to be with him once again.

Goma sat silent for several minutes contemplating Peaya's proposal, finally she said softly, 'If would be cheating plain and simple. I can not consent to this. I can't betray Trunks trust.'

Peaya arched an eyebrow. 'You rather sleep with Daemon.'

Goma's eyebrows slanted down and came together, 'If I do end up in Daemon's bed it would not be by choice. It would not be by consent. I would not be betraying anybody's trust.'

'O come on. Trunks will have you forever. All I am asking is you give Mirai one night. Is that really so much to ask?' demanded Peaya irritable. 'I mean for the first thirty-five years of his life he has waited for you too come and complete his life. The next thirty-five years he lived by holding on to the memories made with him in less than a week. It will be thirty-five years more before the heir is ready to rule all I am asking is one night so he can last the next thirty-five years that remain in his life. For you know as well as I do that when the heir is ready to rule the current king is ready to die. Come on Goma.'

Goma turned away her head, 'I cannot consent to this. I can't break his trust.' She repeated.

Peaya's face broke into a smile, 'I understand.' She said softly.

'Yes.' She said, immediately on her guard. Peaya did not strike her as a person who easily gave up and she was definetly giving up too easily.

It was also used as a way to gathering ones thoughts. Peaya slowly turned away, 'Who says you have to consent.' Though Goma was on her guard Peaya's speed still surprised her, especially since Peaya faked it. She pretended to throw something. Goma's hands immediately shot up in front of her. The true purpose of Peaya's action did not become clear to her till she felt a sharp pain at the back of her neck. Grabbing the back of her neck she pulled out a dart that had pierced her skin.

'Submission.' She identified the substance, as her vision became haze. 'You bitch.' She whispered.

Peaya smiled a malicious smile and levelled her eyes with Goma, 'Come with me.' She said, 'I will take you too Mirai, and for one night for you and for him no one else will exist in the universe but the other. You don't have to do anything you wouldn't do if you were the only people who existed in this ever-expanding universe, and if you don't want to you don't have to remember anything in the morning.'

Goma tried hard to resist the influence of the powerful potion but in the end she could do nothing but submit to Peaya's proposal, 'Lead the way.' She whispered. Peaya smirked and held out her had. Goma readily accepted it. A soft green light enveloped them. When it part she was no longer in Daemon's castle.

They knew next to nothing about the dimension they were going too. All they knew that Planet Vegitasei still existed and Freeza was probably still alive. It did not matter though. Unless they actually had a run in with the Daemon or Shiva of that dimension they could pretty much take on anybody and everybody. Marron produced the crystal and asked in a very excited voice, 'Everybody ready.'

'Yes.' Answered Trunks, he had become surprisingly monosyllabic over the last three months.

'Take care of yourself, all of you.' Pleaded Bulma in her most motherly voice. Vegeta just grunted.

'I should also go with you.' Protested Cumba once more, 'It is my duty to protect...'

'Anything that can harm us you won't be able to stop.' Said Trunks bluntly as he noted Cumba's low power level. Low compared to him of course, for Cumba was well into original Freeza's league. Although Trunks noted with some disappointment the high power displayed by both Cumba and Goma was not something that was common among his people. Most of others had respectable power level but nothing compared with original Freeza and no where close to the enhanced Freeza's.

'But...' Cumba still protested.

This time Goten interrupted him, 'Don't worry, I'll protect him.' Cumba realising further protest was futile remained quite.

'Okay than.' Said Marron a touch impatiently, 'Let's go.' A green light flashed in the room as a soft green glow encompassed Trunks, Marron and Goten. When it parted Bulma, Vegeta, Cumba and few of the other guards found themselves alone in the room.

He could not wait for the light to drive away the dark. He could not wait for the sun to rise drive away the night. He hated the night, he hated the dark. It reminded him too much of his youth, his childhood. It reminded him too much of the days when the fear of the androids kept him awake at night listening to his mother sob the loss of her friends, her family, especially his father. He himself stayed awake slowly counting the ticking of the clock thinking about his friend and mentor Gohan, thinking about what he would do to the androids once was strong enough.

Mirai Trunks smiled a quiet smile, now he was stronger than he could ever imagine it to be possible. But still he felt so...incomplete. 'But you can be complete even if it is just for one night.' Mirai started at the voice. He sat up on his bed and quickly darted his eyes across the room. Slowly a figure stepped out of the shadows.

'Goma.' Whispered Trunks as he his breath was taken away at the sight of her wearing nothing but a nearly see through white dress. 'What are you doing here?'

'Do you really care?' she wondered as she stepped up to the bed and crawled up to him.

'No.' he whispered. Goma smiled and gently pressed her lips to his. Trunks wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down and rolled her underneath him as he ripped away her dress. Peaya had told her to do what she would do if Mirai Trunks and her were the only creatures in the whole universe. This is what she would do. She would love him with all her heart, mind and soul. Trunks didn't need the same scenario to do what he was doing. But for the first time in his life he didn't want the night to end.

The last of the liquid drained away and the clear casing of the tank opened to let him out. He looked the spitting image of so many others, Squad Commander Bardock, Turles, Goku a.k.a. Kakarott, or even his father Goten. But all similarities to them seem to vanish when he opened his eyes. For his eyes were the colour of the deepest ocean and the clearest sky. His eyes were that of his mother.

Power radiated from him like a waterfall. Shiva did not even want to think what sort of problem he could pose if he ever turned against them. Softly almost fearfully she asked, 'Who are you warrior?'

A smirk reminiscent of Vegeta's most deadly smirk spread over his face, 'I am who I am.'

'And who are warrior?' wondered Daemon calmly.

The warrior before him fixed Daemon with his cool blue eyes and said softly, 'The destroyer of the Saiyain Prince Trunks.'

She entered the room with guarded steps. Being careful not to wake the two who lay in the soft, comfortable bed huddled close to each other. Wrapped in each other's arms. The new sun was only beginning to touch the room with it's soft rays when Peaya leaned over the edge of the bed to gaze down on Trunks and Goma. He actually had a smile on his face. Every other morning he had nothing but bad dreams printed across his face. She so hated doing this. But it had to be done. Goma didn't belong to him. He could only have her for one night. He could only have her for one night of utter bliss. She gently lay a finger on her arms began to power up the Zargrion crystal. Within a moment they were on the soil of a Vegitasei, under the night sky of a dimension where Vegitasei was never destroyed by Freeza.

Goma whimpered at the loss of Mirai's warmth. Peaya looked down at her huddled naked figure. She raised her a hand glowing with living energy and ran it over her body without touching her. Soon she was adorned in a loose black pant made of cotton like materials and a black T-shirt type top. With her task completed she gave a shallow bow to the still sleeping Goma, that must have been one hell of a night, and said softly, 'So long Goma, hopefully this is the last time we shall meet. It was however, a pleasure doing business with you.' And left her and the dimension.

Pan landed near capsule corp. boiling in anger. She had just learnt of what Bra and Goten had done with the Earth Dragonballs. They had used up both the wishes and her mother was still dead. Now the only way to get her back would be to use the Nemek Dragonballs. Something she did not like being forced to do. In the present occasion Gohan was a little bit more understanding. Instead of confronting Bra he opted to instead to go see Dende and through him use the Nemek Dragonballs to wish his wife back. But Pan was determine to get some answers, 'Bra!' she screamed, 'Where the hell are...' she cut of as she spotted Bra crawling on the ground looking for something.

Tears streamed down her eyes in unceasing successions. Her body looked tense and tired. 'Bra what are you doing?' asked Pan. Bra seemed not to hear her. Finally she seemed to find something. Frantically she began to craw at the dirt. Soon she dug out shards of broken crystals. Remains of the crystal ball that held her son's soul. 'Bra?' Pan sat down next to her as Bra began to weep even more as she gazed down at the crystal, 'What's the matter?'

'This, this was my son.' She said holding up the crystal, 'My son.' Bra lost whatever control she still had over herself and broke down totally into body racking soul shaking tears. All of Pan's anger evaporated as a sixth sense told her that whatever state her life was it her friends was in worse.

Deep blue cloudless sky, soft brown sandy desert, huge brown mountains flaked with green surrounded them as Goten and Trunks took in the view that surrounded them. Never in their wildest imagination did they ever think that they would be standing on the soil of Vegitasei. Marron too was taking in the sight eagerly but the effect the planet was had on Goten and Trunks was...profound. They looked as if they were about to break down and cry. The planet seemed to call to their blood. The moment they set foot on the planet they felt as if finally come home.

'And so we have.' Came a soft, gentle voice cracking with suppressed tears.

All three of them turned to the origin of the voice. Goma turned her beautiful black onyx eyes upon all of them. 'Goma.' Cried out Trunks as he embraced her in his arms, 'What are you doing here?'

'Peaya brought me here on Mirai's instruction.' She said, forgetting the night she spent with Mirai. 'For now at least I can be with you.'

Daemon sat stock still in his lavishly decorated throne. Goma's disappearance had caught him off guard. He didn't like being caught off guard. But what he specially hated was knowing that he could do little about it immediately. Shiva entered the room, with an especially grim cast to her face, 'He has been sent.' She informed him. 'You do realise that this means it would be sometime before we can retrieve Goma.'

'I did not think you cared about Goma.' Said Daemon quietly.

'I don't.' declared Shiva, 'But I care about you.' She said far more gently than she would have liked to.

'So you do.' Agreed Daemon, 'But don't worry, I'll get her back soon enough. In the meantime I would hardly deprive her of the opportunity of seeing her soul mate get torn apart by my warrior.'

Shiva looked at him sceptically. But said nothing in that regard. She was however curious about something else, 'Have you named him yet?' she asked.

Daemon smiled a cold, cruel smile, 'A warrior of that calibre can have but one name. More over it runs in his family.'

Shiva blinked, 'No...Kakarott?'

'What else?'

He could sense them. They were not in his immediate vicinity but they were near. Kakarott turned his blue eyes towards the distant patch of green that indicated a forest. His stomach rumbled loudly. He had not had a meal since he was born. Powering up to a level be deemed would not stand out from the masses of fighting level energy signature everywhere on the planet he headed for the forest. Besides he wasn't ready to hunt his preys yet.

'How long?' demanded Trunks of Goten.

'Long enough. Don't worry about it my friend. She is here and right now that is all that matters.' answered Goten as he and Trunks watched Goma and Marron discuss something among themselves in quiet voice.

At length they turned to the boys, 'Okay here is the thing,' said Goma, 'I know that planet crystals look like but I don't know where to find them.'

'Yes, and I can probably detect them but I need a sample as a basis. Sort of a scent, you understand.' Marron completed.

'We don't have a sample.' Trunks pointed out.

'Yes, but I know were to get one.' Said Goma, 'In the capital there are supposed to be a number of museums. One of them is suppose to be a museum of geology. That should have a sample of a planet crystal.'

'Of course our life can be made so much more simpler if Goten just told us where the planet crystals were.' Said Marron.

'I would if I could. But try as I may I can't see that. Life is never simple.' He mused.

'Can we all go to the capital. Wouldn't it be better if Marron and I stayed here?' wondered Trunks.

'You can stay here if you want but the capital should be awash with alien species most of whom are not slaves.' Answered Goma, 'You and Marron should blend right in.'

'That reminds me.' Said Marron as she reached in her pocket and pulled out two pills, 'Sasa told me to gives these to you too guys.' Trunks and Goten took the pills and after a moments hesitation swallowed them.

Silence. 'Was something supposed to happen?' wondered Goten as he scratched the back of his neck with his tail. He froze, 'What's that?' he wondered, not moving a muscle.

'Your tail.' Answered Goma. By this time Trunks had flicked his own tail in front of him in utter shock, 'I would hide the tail hybrid and Goten you better keep it tucked close to your body. We wouldn't want anybody pulling at it. Also remember a battle power of 10,000 is considered to be rare among mainlanders so don't power-up to anything more that 500. That would make us nearly invisible. Okay let's go.' so saying she started to power-up.

'Can we wait a few minutes?' wondered Marron. As she tried without success to walk properly, 'I think I need sometime to get use to the gravity.'

She was sort of expecting him. But Peaya was still surprised when upon entering her room she found Mirai Trunks looking out the window of her room at his capital city. 'My king.' She said, 'I am surprised to see you.'

'Are you?' he wondered, 'Perhaps you are. But you can be at no lose to know why I am here.'

Peaya ran through a number of stands she could take before deciding on absolute honestly, 'No I am not.' She admitted, 'It is about Goma?'

'Why have you done something else without my permission that you shouldn't?'

'Had I asked your permission you would have said no.' replied Peaya. 'And you would have been wrong.'

'Since when do you know what is and isn't best for me?' wondered Trunks as he semi-turned to face her.

'I don't always. But in this case I was right. You could not just live with nothing but bad memories linked with night-time. You just couldn't. Besides nothing bad is going to come from it.'

Mirai fixed her with his full gaze, 'How can you possibly be so sure?' he demanded. 'Just for one night of heaven I don't want to ruin the life of present Trunks and Goma, now that there is a chance that they may indeed live happily ever after.'

Peaya tried not to flinch under Mirai's gaze, 'They will live happily ever after if the other Trunks is able to defeat Daemon. She will not, does not remember a thing that happened last night except that I was sent to take her to the other Trunks. The only ones who will ever know that she made a stop here is you and me. The only one who will remember what the two of you did last night is you.'

Trunks remain silent for a moment longer than said quietly, 'I hope for everybody's sake that you are right.' So saying he began to exit the room. Peaya respectably stepped aside to let him pass. Just before he fully quitted the room, he stopped, 'And Peaya?'

'Yes, my king.' Answered Peaya quietly and a touch glumly.

'Thank you.' So saying he left the room but he left Peaya smiling and satisfied that she had done the right thing.

'Do you have my bracelet hybrid?' asked Goma as she sat next to Trunks watching Goten and Marron go through a series of exercises that Goten thought would help Marron get used to the gravity.

'Yes.' Answered Trunks. But made no move to give it to her.

'Can I have it?' asked Goma in a very soft voice.

'Maybe.' Replied Trunks. 'Will you stop calling me hybrid?'

Goma thought for a while, 'But hybrid I like calling you hybrid.' She protested.

'And I like keeping your bracelet close to me.' Protested Trunks.

'Really.' She asked her face over spreading with a wide grin, 'Well how close to you do you like to keep it?' she asked as she moved closer to him. Trunks found an involuntarily grin tugging at his lips. 'Do you like to keep it in your jacket?' she wondered as she gently laid her hand on his chest and began gently to brush her fingers all over his chest as she made her way in to his jacket pocket to check them one by one. 'So that it may be close to your heart.'

'No.' he finally rasped out. 'But you are always close to my heart.'

Goma's smile broadened at that, 'Okay, do you like to keep it in your pant pockets?' she wondered as she dropped her hand down to her pants and searched through the pockets there, 'So that it may be close to your...'

'No.' interrupted Trunks his voice bit louder than before.

'Than where do you keep it hybrid?' she asked again.

'Stop calling me hybrid and I will.' Said Trunks. Suddenly blood rushed to his cheeks and he shuddered with desire. Goma's hand had snaked to his tail and was slowly stroking it.

'Where is the bracelet hybrid?' she asked again her voice dropping to seductive levels. 'Tell me and I'll stop.'

'Are you kidding?' wondered Trunks, 'Why the hell would I want you to stop?' he demanded.

Goma immediately withdrew her hand. 'Hmph.' was all she said a look of being utterly miffed spread over her face.

Trunks burst out into perils laughter. Taking of his sword sheath he reached into a hidden compartment and brought out a special capsule. Expanding it revealed Goma's entire bag of magic. From a side pocket Trunks produced the bracelet she had been seeking. Taking her dainty little hand into his, he gently put the bracelet on, saying as he did, 'I suppose that now that I have you I really don't need to hold on to this.' Goma smiled, lifting up her face she met him in a passionate kiss. A kiss she had been craving to give him for the last three months. A kiss he had been craving to get for the equal length of time.

From the corner of her eyes Marron say their little exchange with feelings that were less than amiable. But she would not be weak, she told herself. She will not fall into the pit of jealousy and again. After all it nearly killed Trunks the last time. She would just have to learn to live with it. Although she could not help but feel a little like blasting Goma to kingdom come.

He stalked his prey silently. He killed his prey cleanly. He ate his prey hungrily. When he was done he began to train. He needed to get perfect control of his abilities. He did not want to have weakness. Both his body and mind must be made free of weakness. For he knew any slight fault would be exploited by his all too clever uncle and his determine father. The two witches he was sensing would also pose some problem. But nothing, Kakarott trusted, that could not be taken care of. A slow smirk curved up his lips. Perhaps the key to the down fault of this uncle and father was the two witches. Especially the one who had just become a witch.

'Okay here is the plan.' Said Goma as she and Goten became glad in Saiyain style armour with a wave of her hand, 'Me and Marron will go in search of the sample of planet crystals. You boys might like to explore the capital a bit and see how your parents stand in this dimension. The knowledge of that may come in to use later.'

'Will it?' Marron asked of Goten.

'I don't see everything Marron.' Replied Goten.

'It sounds like a good plan anyway.' Said Trunks, 'Let's all meet back here before sun set.' Everybody agreed to this and headed towards the capital. Just as they flew over a forest something tripped Goten's senses. He gazed down, suddenly he found himself eating barely fried flesh of a stag type creature. Within a moment he was back in his own body, frantically wondering what the hell that, vision meant.

Considering that he had spent almost his entire life mopping about not having a kingdom to govern Vegeta was a little surprised how much his little looked forward to being the new ruler. Perhaps it was the fact that suddenly he remembered all the boring duties he could not avoid or the almost never ending stream of holiday celebrations that were a part of Saiyain society over which he had to preside. It is all to easy to remember the respect and unquestioned obedience that one received as a king and forget the often tidies string of task that one also had to discharge as a Sovereign of a kingdom. But, Vegeta gazed across to the aqua haired beauty next to him, as long as she was by his side. He did not care whether he was a prince or a pauper. For prince or pauper as long as she was by his side he would always have a kingdom to love and protect. She was his strength, his weakness, his life, his death. Yes, he would die if she left him again. As would his son if by chance he failed to get his mate back. No, Vegeta shook his head, he was not going to think like that. Trunks was a prince of the loyal house of Vegitasei and now he was the master of the legendary spirit sword. No mere wolf will stand in his way... he hoped.

Trunks was not entirely sure what he expected the capital of Vegitasei to be. But what he found, he was certain was not what he expected. Every where there were aliens running here and there on these white tiles which Trunks discovered were single g gravity zones for the none Ki alien populace of the capital. There were certainly a lot of none Ki alien populace in the capital. Absently Trunks wondered how many of them were slaves and how many were free.

He and Goten were just wondering aimlessly when they stumbled upon the entrance to the royal grounds and the royal palace that was enclosed within. The royal grounds did take up more space than the city itself so in essence they could not really avoid stumbling onto it. They should outside the gates contemplating the prudence of going in. however when a number of aliens and Saiyain warriors of low power went inside totally ignoring them they decided that no one was going to give a second look it they just stuck to the clearly public areas of the palace.

In their calculation however they forgot to take into account Trunks' looks and they sort of over looked the Saiyain and alien women and sometime men staring at Trunks so fixedly that they kept walking in to clearly solid objects right in front of them. In truth Trunks and Goten were so caught up in looking at Saiyain architectural style and more often than not finding themselves admiring some exquisite piece of curving that they really could not spare any attention for anything else that surrounded them. Especially the women, after all they were happily mated men.

But their attention was rudely brought to what was going on when someone with a very, very annoying voice said, 'Well what do we have here another Zarbon.' Trunks' head whipped around to the source of the voice and he came face to face with tall broad bald Saiyain.

'This is ridicules.' Yelled Goma in frustration, 'Stupid, horny, desperate, idiots.' She glowed as another Saiyain warrior began gawking at her. 'I just so feel like gauging their eyes out. Curse my irresistible beauty.'

'How do you know they aren't gawking at me?' demanded Marron a little miffed.

'O all the aliens are gawking at you. Most of the off world troops are gawking at both of us. But the hard core Saiyain who never set foot outside Vegitasei are only gawking at me.' She replied without much heat, without much anything, 'Most planet side Saiyains aren't into alien females.'

'O.' was all that Marron said as they came out of the museum, after another fruitless search. 'This is not going anymore.' Complained Marron in a whining voice.

'Well, I was trying to avoid going into the royal grounds but the best museums and stuff like that do form part of the Palaces public areas. If a sample of planet crystal is not there than we aren't going to get one.' Said Goma as she looked towards the general area of the palace.

'Well let's go than.' Said Marron as she lightly took off the ground and headed in that direction.

'Another sissy boy.' Continued bald Saiyain, 'Another freak of nature who doesn't understand plumbing, if you know what I mean.' He drawled as he looked at Trunks suggestively, 'Look alive boys,' he said to a table of third class off-world troopers, 'you're new play thing has arrived.'

Trunks was fuming with anger and Goten was not that far behind him in the anger front. But suddenly Trunks smiled. Daintily he walked up to Nappa and said, 'Well, since I am supposed to play all these handsome boys I might as well start with you.' He said as he imitated that weird voice that is often associated with exceedingly happy men. 'Want to play?' he asked as he gave the tall Saiyain a suggestive look.

Freaked, the Saiyain backed away from him, 'Get away from me you freak.' He all but screamed, 'I am the commander-in-chief of the entire Saiyain army, I do not play with freaks like you?'

'O come on,' said Trunks as he approached even closer, 'how do you know you won't like it, if you don't try it?' he said.

'Yes commander, you are so quick to recommend him to us,' said some one off world warriors, 'perhaps you should try him out first.'

The commander turned to glare at who ever said that and froze. Trunks' hand was lightly brushing his tail. Instinctively his body began to react, 'Are you sure you don't want to play?' said Trunks seductively. Cursing Nappa turned, his fist clenched and glowing with Ki, howling he lunged at Trunks. Trunks effortlessly stopped his fist bare centimetres from his face. His lips curled up into a smirk of scorn so Saiyain in made the Commander flinch, 'You should know better than to pick on those who can kill you without lifting a finger. But than you were never known for thinking were you, Nappa.'

'You...you will not get the better of me.' He said as he tried to punch Trunks with his free hand. Trunks caught his other arm and twisted it behind him as he let go of his other fist. Than, before Nappa had even thought about doing something with his now free hand, Trunks grabbed it and pinned that behind his back as well.

'To late,' he whispered in Nappa's ears, 'I already have.' There was a flash and the next thing Nappa knew was the colour of the opposite wall. There was a thud and he knew only darkness. 'Moron.' Growled Trunks just loud enough for everybody in the room to hear.

'Are you referring to Nappa or yourself hybrid?' demanded Goma.

Trunks turned to find an angry Goma fuming next to Goten. Goten looked distressed and as if wondering how far he had to stop someone from dragging him into this argument. 'Why would I possible be referring to myself?' demanded Trunks.

'O I don't know let's see. A man walk's into the palace sporting a Ki of 500 and than kicks the ass of the commander in chief of the Saiyain army, that's not going to make him stand out from the crowd.' she said sarcastically.

'Well what the fell was I suppose to do?' demanded Trunks, 'Let Nappa get away with it?'

'Get away with what?' wondered Goma, 'I walked into find you with your hand on his tail.' She said a little angrily.

'Well see you only know half of what happened.' He said defensively, 'And besides you're the one who walked in here and started calling me hybrid at the top of your lungs.' He pointed out.

'That would have been very stupid of me if you didn't have your tail wagging behind you.' She told him as she pointed to his overly anxious tail behind him.

Trunks noticed the shocked faces of the Saiyain warriors around him and suddenly felt very, very defensive. 'O leave me alone woman.' He said as he turned his back to her, crossing his arms Vegeta style.

'O leave me alone woman.' He heard someone say in a voice like and unlike his own.

'Don't call me woman.' Goma all but yelled.

'Don't call me woman.' They heard repeated in a voice most definitely not Goma's. Confused they all turned towards the source of the strange "echo" and came face to face with...

'All bow down before the king and queen of Vegitasei.' Commanded a herald.

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