Raditz rolled over and found himself looking around the strange room he was in. He had stayed far too long on this mission. It had been over a week since he had finished. As he got up, Grenaade stirred. "Raditz…come back to bed."

It was strange, no one was on this planet. They were completely alone. As if on cue, he sat back down on the bed. "You know, we have to return to our lives at some point."

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, while her head appeared against his neck. "I know, but I don't feel like it." The member of the bomb squad felt his tail come around her waist. "We could always run away together. No one would have to know."

Raditz sighed. If he ran off, he would be no different than his horde had been. The bomber just couldn't leave them with the burden of Frieza. "As appealing as that sounds, you know that's impossible." He grabbed one of her hands and brought it to his lips. The bomber knew this feeling was new for him, but he didn't mind it in the slightest. What had started out as being wrong, felt incredibly right.

"It would be nice to get away from the patrol…and my sisters," Grenaade answered. She listened to him purr against her skin. "Going back without you, is like a horrible nightmare."

Raditz grinned as he shifted around on the bed, allowing her petite form to straddle his lap. "There is a darkness in my past…are you prepared for that?"

Her hands came up and around his neck. "I know about Frieza…" she began, but he stopped her with his lips.

"If you wish to know, I will tell you everything. Just keep this secret between us." For some reason, he wanted her to know about his pain. Her presence was comforting. As he told her the tale of his childhood, her eyes became sad. Her grip on him tightened, almost as if she didn't want to let go. "So, you see why I have to go back. I can't leave them to die like that. Zarbon may be dead, but I need to atone for my betrayal."

"I…I understand." They kissed again but she didn't remove herself. "Just give me everything one more time before you leave." Grenaade cried out as Raditz leaned into her neck and bit down. She was clinging to him as he cleaned up his mess from breaking the skin. "What was that for?" she asked, not feeling that much pain. Instead, her body felt tingly all over.

"It's a promise," Raditz stated as he twisted her down toward the bed in the gentlest way possible.

"A promise?" Grenaade asked.

"To return to you and only you," Raditz said with a genuine smile. "That once all of this is over with…you'll be mine forever." As he descended on her, the bomber couldn't think about anything else. For the first time in a long time, he felt whole. He wasn't looking forward to returning to Frieza's army, but there was no way around it. He would have to bide his time until he was in her arms once more.

Goten stared out at the planet he was meant to destroy. A smirk came to his face as he thought about the destruction that he had planned. The berserker wondered what kind of people lived here and what kind of challenge they would bring to the table.

But that wasn't the only thing on his mind. The princess of all saiyans was accompanying him. His eyes stared back at her, almost in a longing way. Mentally, Goten slapped himself. This wasn't the time to be eyeing her like a scrap of meat. He needed to focus on his mission, as well as keeping her safe. Part of the berserker wondered why his master had allowed Bra to be out here. She wasn't properly trained… hell, he wasn't even sure she could handle cold blooded murder. She was a member of his father's horde. A group that saw fighting as a hobby. Even with his feelings, this was a fact that Goten couldn't forget.

"The nearest city is within walking distance," the princess began. Bra looked down at a small handheld map in her hand. She could tell that Goten was on edge. She felt a little depressed. She had to be a bother…but her father told her that this is what she had to do to win his heart. From where she was standing, the berserker would see her as a hindrance. It didn't matter what kind of training she had received. "We should come up with a plan."

Goten nodded. "Stay close to me and keep your eyes open." He walked by her. The Son couldn't help but be on edge. Protecting her and completing his mission would be a herculean task.

Bra felt like there was a slash through her heart. He was snapping at her more than usual. The kind-hearted boy she fell for seemed gone in this scenario. "Should I just stay with the ship? I don't want to bother you."

Goten stopped in place. Her voice sounded so disappointed. There was a stinging in his chest. This wasn't her fault. "You're not a bother. I'm just on edge." She seemed ready to answer him, but he continued. "You'll be in more danger with the ship. If someone comes this way, I can't protect you."

"I've had some training, you know!" Bra snapped. It felt like a part of her had snapped. Her father's words about pride were coming back to her. "I'm not an object that needs protection." She got in his face. "I'll show you!" Bra flew off before Goten could say anything else. She would prove that she was useful.

The berserker stared at her form as she flew away. His eyes weren't all that friendly though. Mentally, he slapped himself for such thoughts. They had a mission and that was all that mattered right now. Finally, he took off after her. Knowing that the mission was the more important thing at the moment. But even as he flew, Goten thought over his words. He could tell by her actions that he had wounded her pride. That wasn't his intent, but it seemed that he had crossed a line. The berserker figured that he could make it up to her later though. "Look, this is just your first time on a battlefield…" He began, but stopped talking when her gaze found him. Goten swore that she was slicing through him with such a look. The berserker turned red and away from her, now he knew he had screwed things up.

Bra kept her eyes icy as they got closer to their target. She killed Jaco, she could kill another. Her father believed in her, it was time she believed in herself.

As soon as the city was upon them, Bra took in the sights. Her eyes scanned the metropolis below. The aliens seemed to be having a normal day. Goten appeared next to her and she watched him scan the area. "If you believe you can handle it, go to the east. I will take the west. We will meet in the center."

Bra glared at him. "Excuse me, but who's the princess here?"

Goten glared back at her. "And who's had the proper training?"

"I'll take the North, you take the South." She argued, crossing her arms in front of herself in defiance.

The berserker growled. "The north is filled with military grade weapons. You wouldn't last there by yourself."

Bra seemed thrown off by his comment. "How can you get that from just looking?"

Goten took another look at the city below them. "I did some research before coming here. Try taking some notes from Tarble or Turles. When it comes to missions, it's best to have all of your information ahead of time."

The princess turned red from embarrassment. "I…I could have figured that out on my own."

"You would have been blown to bits, then I would have to answer to your father," Goten explained, "and unlike Negi and Onuin, I don't have a death wish."

Bra looked away. "My father doesn't even know that it's me," she stated. "He doesn't remember who I even am."

"That doesn't mean that he won't remember in the future. Pieces will come back to him eventually." The berserker noticed a change below. "We should get to it, they will begin to notice our presence. Do as I say and we'll get out of here alive."

Bra caved. "Fine, I will take the East." She zoomed away from him. The princess cursed herself. This wasn't going the way she wanted it to at all. She had planned to tell Goten how she felt, but there wasn't time for that.

As she got closer to her target, all she could do was feel angry. A scream echoed around her as she fired her first blast. All Bra could think was that this was their fault. If these people weren't around, then she could have Goten to herself. The princess wouldn't feel awkward… at least that's what she told herself as she plowed through a crowd of people. She justified each kill by thinking of the pride her father had instilled in her. Bra wasn't going to allow herself to be weak again. No one would step all over her. She was a saiyan princess and everyone would respect that fact or parish.

Blood fell from her hand as she made each blow, the training she received from her father had given her the power she needed. It was funny, for years, she mocked his lifestyle only to embrace it now.

Goten flew back over, his side of the city was taken care of. As he looked down, he saw a glorious sight. Bra was covered in blood, but he could tell that it wasn't her own. A cocky grin was on her face as she sliced through each of her enemies with precision. The berserker growled low in his throat, never had he seen anything so…beautiful. Her eyes were shining, glittering like sharp jewels. It was almost as if her stare alone could cut down her adversaries.

Bra flew up, clearing her section of the city. Her hands went to her hips as she looked at Goten with a smug look. "I told you, I can take care of myself." But as she said that a blaster fired, hitting her in the back. She cringed from the pain. Who had she missed? But as she bit the side of her lip as a distraction, a thundering snarl filled her ears. She held her back as she turned. Goten was no longer next to her. Instead, she found him on the ground. Her attacker was in his grasp, before being mauled in the worst way imaginable. As she watched him though, the princess didn't feel disgust. She began to smile…

The berserker snapped his teeth as he flew back up. The city was empty now, he made sure of it. Goten was surprised that Bra was still in the air though. As he flew up to her, he found that she was bleeding. He snarled, forcing her into his arms. "Let's get back to the ship. There's some healing serum there."

Bra nodded, but looked away as she blushed. She could smell blood on him from the battle. The princess found herself looking up at him as he held her. His eyes were severe again. "I'm sorry…"

"What are you apologizing for?" Goten asked, but kept his eyes in front of him. The last thing he needed to do was crash.

"I got in the way…" Bra began.

"You took out half of the city on your own. It wasn't bad for a first mission." The berserker answered, finally smiling down at her. "You did look like you belonged there."

The princess stared up at him. She didn't think as she placed her arms around his neck. Goten stopped flying, he felt confused by her gesture. Bra remained red in the face as she ordered him to go back to the ship. The berserker did what she asked, only to feel puzzled as she tried to stand up. "Goten, put me down."

"Let me get the serum first." The berserker answered. His eyes remained on her as he grabbed it from a cabinet inside of the ship. They didn't have to worry about anyone coming after them. Almost all of the planet's population was in that city, no one would follow them.

Bra took the bottle from Goten and drank it. Soon after, she felt a warming in her back as her wound began to heal. "Are we going back now?" the princess asked.

Goten took a deep breath. "Why don't we just talk for a while?" It would be better if he relaxed himself before he told her everything.

"What do you want to talk about?" Bra asked.

The Son answered her, but cursed himself as the words left his lips. "Why do you like Uub?"

Bra cocked her head to the side. "Where did you get an idea like that?" Goten's head perked up at her words. "I wouldn't touch that with a 10-foot pole. He looks at me like a piece of meat…" The princess cringed. "He's the last man I would ever consider."

The berserker sighed in relief, but had to curse his lips once more as another question fell from them. "Then what kind of guy do you like?"

The princess turned red, averting her gaze as she did so. "He's hard to describe really." How did she get in this predicament?

Goten wanted to growl, so there was a guy. The half saiyan wanted to know who his rival was. "Then enlighten me." It didn't matter who this person was, he would fillet them alive if they even tried to take her from him.

Bra sighed. She figured that this would be the best way. "Goten, can you close your eyes for a second?" He gave her a strange look, but relented. The princess looked over his features. This was the man she fell in love with. Just one kiss would be enough for her. She figured that he would be mad, given their past, but Bra just had to know. She leaned up as her heart began to beat out of her chest. The princess was sweating as she finally found her courage and locked lips with him.

Goten's eyes flew open. In front of him, Bra had closed her eyes as she kept her lips locked with his own. His dread began to fade as he felt his eyelids fall. The berserker allowed his lips to move against hers, making sure that he did his work as softly as possible. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten her.

What felt like electricity jolted up and down Bra's spine. Never in a million years did she think that Goten would be kissing her back. She put more into the kiss, allowing it to deepen. Her breathing became rapid as excitement filled her. Never had she wanted anything more in her life. His lips pulled off of hers and trailed down her neck. The princess was in a state of bliss as the berserker began to lick the side of her neck. "Goten…"

As if on cue, the spell was broken. Goten popped off of her neck. The berserker was stunned. What had just happened? Bra blushed as she stared back at him, neither of them knew what to say.

Finally, Goten walked away. Going to the computer and putting in the order for the ship to return them to the base. "Goten?" Bra said his name once more, hoping that he wasn't regretting what just happened.

As the ship began to fly upward, the berserker headed back to her. His eyes watched her, noting that she looked worried. Goten took her hand in his own. "Tell me that you really want me."

Bra turned redder. "I…" She pulled her resolve together. It was time that she stopped hiding her feelings from the world. "I like you…I like you a lot."

Goten smiled back at her. If he had been walking, it would have been on air. "Thank Kami." She gave him a confused look. "I don't know what I would have done if I had a rival." His free hand came up and touched the side of her face. Bra allowed him to drag his fingers up and through her hair. "You know, Trunks is going to kill me when he finds out."

Bra leaned closer as the ship began to go into hyperdrive. "I don't think he would stand a chance."

The berserker smirked… then frowned. "Your father then…I doubt that he'll be happy when he recovers his memory."

The princess giggled. "Goten, it was his idea for me to come out here. I think he actually likes the idea of you being with me."

Goten felt like he had been hit with a train. Even if he had Vegeta's blessing for now, that didn't mean that blessing would be permanent. As she cuddled into his side for the ride home, he kept himself in check. If he was going to prove that these feelings were more than an attraction based on looks, Goten knew he needed to treat her with respect. The berserker wouldn't push her into anything. He was going to treasure her existence and treat her like the queen she truly was. Bra giggled as his fingers tickled her skin, but all he could imagine was one word...Mine.

Turles was waiting in the hanger when he saw a ship come in. He knew who it was immediately. His brother had to be coming back from his mission. Turles wondered why it had taken Raditz so long. There was no reason for him to be gone for almost 2 weeks. Did his absence have anything to do with his betrayal?

The spy felt uneasy. After his chat with Goten, it felt like a wall had been put up between him and Raditz. His older brother had gone a little quiet, causing the spy to wonder what the bomber had planned for them. It hurt to think that Raditz was a traitor.

As the bomber came off the ship, he found Turles working on some cables. "I didn't think you would be out here," Raditz stated. He figured that Turles would be on a mission or somewhere near Mata. "You preparing for a mission?"

Turles shook his head. "No, just seeing if there's a way to upgrade the ship." Everything felt awkward. He was a spy, but here he was letting his emotions get in the way. Turles was loyal to the horde. Raditz had turned his back on them for Frieza…the main thing he wanted was answers.

"Okay…" Raditz felt as if something was wrong. Turles wasn't looking at him at all. Normally they would joke around after one of them came back from a mission. "Is Mata pregnant?"

"What?!" Turles jumped at his brother's irrational thought. Not that he didn't want kids with Mata, but this was hardly the time or place. Then there was their age that needed to be taken into account.

"You're just not acting like yourself," Raditz stated. The bomber walked around punching in some numbers into a computer. He needed to reorder some parts. "Is it trouble in paradise?"

Turles growled. "It's not your business." Really, what kind of fool did his brother take him for?

Raditz blinked at his brother a couple of times, then looked away. "Yeah, I guess that's right." He turned and left the hanger, leaving Turles with his questions.

Why did Raditz leave him with something like that? It just didn't make any sense. Figuring that he would get some answers if he just followed him, the spy began towards the building. Once inside, Turles thought to check Raditz's room, but it appeared that he had gone to get something from the mess hall. Turles got close to the doorway, only to be stopped by Mata. She gave him a questioning look as she noticed his target. "What's going on?"

"I'll explain later," Turles said. "Look casual." The two of them walked in together, only to hear as Negi planned out a trip for him, Onuin, and Raditz.

"Now that I know everything works, how about we find some girls for the night?" Negi proclaimed. He looked really excited about going out and partying.

As Onuin agreed, Vegeta, Tarble, and Cilica walked in. The three of them had been training in the absence of Bra and Goten. "I bet there are all kinds of beautiful ladies willing to throw themselves at us."

Raditz looked up, he didn't feel all that hungry. Inside, he felt like garbage…how many times did he lay with that girl from the patrol? The bomber had stayed too long on his mission as he rolled around in the dirt with her for hours on end. He didn't want to go out, far from it. "You two enjoy yourself."

Utensils were dropped as all eyes went to the bomber. "What was that?" Negi asked, not believing his ears. Raditz was always up for going after the ladies.

"I'm just not in the mood." It was the truth; his head was throbbing as a new pain came over him…separation. At that point, Raditz knew what he had done. Something about her sparked an interest in him that was beyond the normal romp. They had talked a little after they finished up. Never before had he given anyone an insight into his mind. But at the same time… he wanted to listen to her. Even small things, like her family, were interesting to him. "I think I'm just going to go to bed." He stood up and left, feeling very confused about the way his body was reacting. Hopefully this melancholy would fade soon.

Back in the mess hall, the entire horde were beyond confused. "Is he sick?" Tarble asked.

"He has to be!" Negi snapped. "There's no way a player like him would turn down a night on the town like that."

Turles felt uneasy. Did his brother know that he knew of his betrayal? The spy knew better than to bring this up here, but Mata opened her mouth next. "What if he's in love?"

Hysterical laughter filled the room as they thought of that idea. "That's…you know that's impossible," Onuin said as he laughed.

Mata remained serious though. Raditz appeared depressed, but it was a lonely kind of depressed. She giggled to herself, causing everyone to stop laughing. "So, how much would you like to bet on it?"

Negi rolled his eyes. "There's no way that someone like Raditz is in love. He's just probably tired from his mission."

"I hate to agree with Negi, but I just don't see it," Turles said crossing his arms. If anything, Raditz had to be depressed that the spy knew the truth. "Raditz doesn't believe in love."

Mata pulled her mate's armor down so that they were eye level. "So, you are making a bet with me?"

Before the night was finished, everyone had bet against Mata. Each throwing in a ridiculous action as her prize if she won. The sniper couldn't help but think that she would have the last laugh though.

Although, it had her thinking. What could his mystery woman be like and how did she ensnare the bomber? It looked like she would have to wait and see.

To Be Continued…