Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Akira Toriyama created them, and Funimation controls the rights. I only own Dr. Stellari, and Dr. Melmac and other minor oc's not part of DBZ cannon. I don't make money on this and it's only for fun. I mean no harm to the series!
Royal Namekian Blues
Don't Mess with Me!
By Trynia Merin aka StarbearerTM
Notes: Bear with me, Vegeta/Bulma fans. There are more of them in chapters to come. I just want to tie off this loose end!
Goku's tower of golden spikes faded to black. Instead of standing up in its Super Saiyan teardrop configuration the spikes wilted back into their haphazard former place. Whatever breath that Raditz and his mate were holding were simultaneously released in a long whoosh. Still Raditz crouched with his right hand raised with the palm flattened towards Son Goku. His other arm slightly pressed Dr. Stellari behind him while his tail wrapped around her waist.
"I'll stop this," Goku said quietly. "If you'll wait here. I want to talk to you later. But if you get mixed up in this it might make things worse. Where's Vegeta?"
"That's what I'd like to know," said Stellari.
"His Majesty's whereabouts are not my affair. I'm just a third class soldier," said Raditz quietly.
Goku blinked, and then turned his gaze to Raditz. "He's here. I think it's better if I explain to him…"
"Are you insane?" Raditz asked. A lavender haired youth shout overhead, passing Goku.
"Looks like someone else is on it," Goku observed. "Hey there! Trunks!"
"Goku… Raditz… oh man… what the hell…" Trunks stopped.
"Sire!" Raditz barked. "You must have heard…"
"I'm on it! Goku you'd better help me out here! Your friend's killing one of Dad's soldiers, and we've only got seconds to separate 'em before my father goes nuclear!" Trunks shouted.
"Right!" Goku called.
"Stay here Raditz and tell Father if he shows up," Trunks yelled before blasting off.
"You're an idiot! I told you to get away woman," Raditz grumbled under his breath.
"Since when do I always obey your beck and call, eh?" she shot back.
Their words were heard by another pair of sensitive Saiyan ears. Goku stifled a laugh behind his hand, trying to remain serious. Instinct told him that the old Raditz would have slapped or punched anyone for speaking so freely, but the intimidating stare in Dr. Stellari's eyes matched that of his wife Chichi. Not to mention that both women were generously built in their own right. After casting Raditz a last enigmatic smile, Goku rocketed off after Trunks.
The elder son of Bardock and his human mate hovered twenty feet over capsule in mutual confusion and shock. Against her chest she felt Raditz heart pounding through his armor. Not sure of what to do, she felt his body and muscles trembling spasmodically. Anger surged in and out of his chest, and he struggled to grip his self-control. Reaching up he grabbed the shattered remains of his scouter that he held in one hand.
"Curse that wretch, how did he ruin a perfectly good scouter. There's no WAY he can be that powerful!" Raditz exclaimed.
"Doesn't matter. He is, so you'd better deal with it. And for the record I honor your decision to protect me, but I don't want you slain before you can see your children," Dr. Stellari berated him. "And I need to find them NOW!"
Raditz nodded. Dark spikes wafted in the breeze, half concealing his frown. He descended towards the ground while holding Dr. Stellari out from him. "No argument from me. But you had best…"
"I'm going to, or there will be hell to pay, Radz-chan," she glared up at him. Just before he set her down, she pushed back, flaring purple chi around her body. Her white lab coat billowed up and whipped around her legs while loose tendrils of brown hair crackled with static electricity around her head.
"Hold on then, precious one. I'm not holding back on speed," he said, gripping her under his arm. He positioned her slightly before him while wrapping one gauntlet hand around her. The other he kept at his side. Energy fizzled around them at a greater thickness, shielding Dr. Stellari from the force of the acceleration. He gradually accelerated till he gained altitude, and the ground around them blurred into streaks.
Raditz grumbled and cursed, bemoaning the loss of his scouter. "Drek… this would be the time it would fail."
"I told you not to rely on that thing," Dr. Stellari glared at him. "Besides, I can feel them."
A half hour later they shot across the vast ocean. Unlike before, Dr. Stellari relaxed as much as she dared considering she was angry at the Z warriors in general. Against her back Raditz body hummed with the vibration of his chi, slightly warming her. He heard the minute grinding clicks of her teeth clenching together with frustration. Between them crackled an invisible bond once tenuous as spider webs which now thickened to titanium cables. United in purpose she allowed Raditz mental probes to enter the courtyard of her mind in order to broadcast the sensations she received from her children.
"They are powerful telepaths and telekinetic you said," Raditz' thoughts clearly chimed in her head.
"Yes. I'm close enough to let them know I'm coming. Telepathy isn't my strong suit. Although my sons and I share a bond, they are the ones who must listen loud. Call it more a gut instinct. It's not quite the same as the feeling I have now," she muttered.
"Our bond is complete as I said before, precious one," Raditz repeated aloud, startling her. "You're only now letting me in consciously because you knew that it was easier to think what you feel to my mind directly."
"Then why the HECK can't you sense chi?" she glared up at him.
"Of COURSE I CAN! I've been working on that. But I'll have you know it's not the same thing as sensing telepathic minds. It's sensing ENERGY with a combination of your five senses. It's humiliating that weak humans can do so more then a Saiyan," he grumbled.
"C'mon Radz darling, I know you can," she said with a slight cooing tone in her alto voice. "I mean you've learned a LOT in the past few months, including doubling… no tripling your power level at resting state. And the whole thing with your tail being a liability… well that's NO longer the case."
"Very true. I have you to thank for assisting me in strengthening my tail sensitivity. I won't have to have idiots harassing me about it. For obvious reasons. And you have not had the privilege of seeing me transform," he said quietly. "Ten times power when the moon completes its full circle."
"A full moon phase," she corrected him. "Sheesh you have a LOT to learn about earth language."
"Shows how much you know woman. Since we're not SPEAKING in English," he answered. Raditz clutched her with both arms now, steadying her in his grip. Almost as if he were afraid to lose her.
"What in the Abyss are you talking about?" she trailed off. Dr. Stellari suddenly realized the syllables her mouth had formed were not human. Rather a series of harsh biting guttural grunts and whoops tempered with growls. Twisting her neck around she aimed her face upwards to stare at Raditz's smug smile. His tail wrapped around her waist to hold her so he could let go. Dr. Stellari was twisted around so she could look him face to face while flying along at breakneck speed. Both strong arms bound her behind her back, and she was pressed tightly to his armored form. Her startled gasp was stifled by his lips covering hers in a brief yet heated kiss. Her arms soon wrapped around his neck tightly to return it.
"HEY!" Dr. Stellari protested. Yet she was more annoyed he had stopped then that he had 'stolen' a kiss.
"Your pronunciation needs work, but you grasp the language quite nicely. It pleases me to hear our native tongue spoken by a female voice," he chuckled. Raditz then nipped lightly at her nose with sharp teeth. Thankfully it left no mark. Which was more then could be said for the multiple bruises and nips pock marking her skin.
"How did you DO that?" she glared at him. At the juncture of her neck over the jugular, her rounded bruise mark throbbed. Her eyes flashed momentarily to the matching mark she had made on his neck. A few lateral scratches on his bare muscular arms were still visible from their last all night session. Dr. Stellari kept her nails well manicured despite working in a lab, for they always had sharp acrylic tips.
"At night while our bond formed, our subconscious minds were reaching out to one another. You thought quite loud enough to wake the dead, woman. But the information exchange was two ways. Including a crash course in Saiyianese. You're just not aware you're speaking it now because I'm boosting your comprehension in terms of English," he smirked.
"That makes no sense, even in the comic book explanation!" she mumbled. "You think you're some kind of Professor Xavier? Sheesh!"
"It's far easier for your human mind to learn a language by comparing it to another then to learn from scratch as we Saiyans do," said Raditz. She suddenly realized again that he had shifted back to her own speech. Raditz shifted her slightly in his grasp so he could hold her in his left arm facing him. This left his other free for any possible attacks.
"You look way better without that thing on your face," she said. For a moment she caressed his cheek. Her teeth bit down on his ear not covered by the device, tightly enough to draw blood. Raditz growled with pleasure, hating the fact that he couldn't take her then and there. After all, her children were top priority. Every muscle in his body tensed at that second with anger for the fight to come.
Dr. Stellari hastily added, "Not that it doesn't look attractive in its own way…"
"As do you look far more appealing," he mumbled. "Without those transparent discs. A pity you're blind without them. If you were Saiyan then it wouldn't matter."
"It wouldn't be an issue would it? Thank heaven you don't kill blind kids in your culture!" she shuddered.
"Because our bodies would compensate. A 'blind' Saiyan is one with eyesight equivalent to a normal human," he said.
"There," she said, pointing towards the shape of an atoll sliding into view along the sea of azure ripples.
"I should have guessed. It's much as I remember it. A derelict old shack. But the life forms…" he grumbled.
"Four of them," Dr. Stellari said, narrowing her eyes. "Two of them are my sons all right… and they're ticked! I pity the other two!"
"You aren't telepathic you said," he trailed off.
"I can sense my own boys, silly," she grumbled. "And the other two, their energies are screaming out. At a SHORT distance I can sense ki. But not much better then you can without your scouter!"
"Thanks a lot female," Raditz grumbled.
"Talk about being blind," she smirked. Raditz narrowed dark eyes to peer down at the approaching island. He circled a few times to assess what was going on. Instinct told him there were indeed four life forms. If he focused hard enough he could almost discern the bright flairs of ki his brother must sense as a matter of course. Directing tendrils of ki like radar then bounced off the 'targets', telling him their magnitude. One was equal to his, while the other was slightly higher. Yet two others were almost equal to that of the human Yamcha he had fought, and they were increasing.
Far below, Raditz saw the front door suddenly blowing open of a small pink shack. He discerned the bald headed warrior flying out of the doorway headlong past the pine trees of the beach. A cloud of sand hovered momentarily. How ironic, Raditz smirked, that one of the weaklings he had encountered on his first visit to this place was present. An image of Krillen smashing through a wall flashed through Dr. Stellari's mind, and she jabbed Raditz in the ribcage.
"That WASN'T funny!" she snapped, glaring up at him.
"I wasn't the idiot who accused me of being drunk," Raditz smirked. "Now, hold on I'm going to stop, but not land till I know what we're up against."
Overhead Raditz hovered, still holding Dr. Stellari around the waist. Lying headlong on the beech, Krillen pressed against the white sun bleached sand. He spat out sand, shaking himself off. Shouts and high-pitched commotion were heard, before two orange streaks shot out of the house. Krillen voiced protest, but he couldn't block their passage. Out the door after them shot a yellow and green streak with a white face.
"Let me off here," Dr. Stellari said. "And stay back. I'll handle this."
"Now see here woman… I am your mate and I am going to protect…" Raditz started to say. Yet a waggle of her finger caused him to snap his jaw shut with an audible click. Grumbling he released her from his grip so she could hover in a shimmer of purple chi.
"They don't know you yet!" she snapped, dropping downwards. Under her own power she levitated away from Raditz, till she drifted just a hundred feet above the house.
"Mommy!" one of the blurs shouted. Just in front of her the blur stopped, revealing a curly haired youth with dark brown eyes. An identical voice called out, "Mama what are you doing here?"
"Fermi, Bohr, thank God you're okay!" she exclaimed. Raditz blinked at the sight of two small whelps flying at least as well as Saiyan youths. Except that they were perhaps five revolutions of this planet about its sun in age. Most whelps could fly when they were two years old in Vegetasei.
"Cool, Mommy's flying! Hey Mommy, are you okay? Cause we're fine!" Fermi pointed. He wore a set of karate gi similar in style to the ones Krillen wore, except they had a patch bearing the Son logo instead of the Turtle Hermit. Green sleeves protruded from the sleeveless top on the first youth.
"Bohr, Fermi, thank God!" Dr. Stellari cried. The other rocketed over and threw himself at her, hugging her neck tightly. Yellow sleeved arms twined around Dr. Stellari's neck in a choke hug. She wrapped him close in white lab coat sleeved arms, squeezing him tightly. Both twins wore martial arts shoes with white socks.
"Mamma they said you were captured but they wouldn't let us go after you! An' Mr. Chow-su wasn't playing fair!" Bohr grumbled.
"Stop right there you guys…" Krillen stopped and then face faulted.
"Don't come any closer, you meanies! You tricked us!" Fermi shouted, blocking Dr. Stellari from the two Z fighters.
"You're all right Miss!" Chiaotzu exclaimed.
"But Yamcha said you were captured… how… how are you here?" Krillen gasped.
"You've got a LOT of explaining to do, Charlie Brown!" Dr. Stellari yelled at him, in her best teacher from hell voice.