Chapter 1: Chapter 1


A/U. This takes place like a month after chapter 105 (epilogue) from my story 'The Life of Raditz: Second Chances' as this is it's sequel.

Summary: Goku gave Raditz a second chance, and little by little, Raditz took advantage of said chance and is now living his life to the fullest. Now, Raditz learns that with love comes sacrifice and, unfortunately, you can't protect everyone. Great Saiyaman Arc - Buu Saga and maybe beyond.

Debated on posting this and getting into this, but seems like everyone was really looking forward to this. So...I caved. :)


Chapter 1: Great Saiyaman...Blackmailed?!


Lazuli's icy blue eyes fluttered open, vaguely noting that it felt as if she was being held down by something. It wasn't until she completely came to, however, that she realized that said something happened to be Raditz's arm.

Draped across her bare midsection, nonetheless.

Almost immediately, last nights activity flooded her senses, an onslaught of images racing through her head as a result. Lazuli couldn't help but blush faintly at the memory. It wasn't until after the first three months that they were together, that they had begun to explore the more intimate side of their relationship - the first time having been the same day Goten had been born seven years ago oddly enough - and ever since then, they couldn't keep their hands off of each other.

Perhaps having two twin three-year old Saiyans was pure testament to that.

The blonde bombshell absentmindedly raised her pale hand to brush a few blonde strands out of her eyes, before gently moving to ease from beneath Raditz's arm. However, as if to say otherwise, Raditz's limp arm curled around her and pulled her in towards him instead.

18 cocked a blonde brow but didn't resist. "Oh?" The blonde bombshell relaxed into his hold, briefly flickering onto the alarm clock on their nightstand. "It's almost time to make breakfast."

Raditz peeked an eye open, lazily glancing at the clock. It was 9:00 in the morning, and the burly Saiyan found it hard to believe that so much time had passed since his early morning until crack-of-the-dawn training. It felt like he had just literally eased into the bed, after all. The large Saiyan was a living testament to the fact that some things never changed; he continued to stick to his rigorous training schedule: training alone until dawn, then with Piccolo, and then with Gohan and sometimes his kids and wife. Not to mention, incorporate his life as a bouncer into the schedule.

After all, he was taking care of both his family and his younger brother's family for the past seven years and, though Raditz found it slightly challenging as compared to when he was just taking care of his brother's family - he still intended to uphold his promise; the Saiyan couldn't afford to slip up. Though, to be honest, he seemed to be doing a pretty good job thus far as Goten, Kakarot's youngest, was a healthy and strong seven while Gohan, the eldest child, was seventeen. The two half breed's were on the right track if he had to say so himself, Raditz mentally mused.

The Saiyan slipped out of his thoughts and back into reality upon feeling the bed dip slightly as Lazuli was getting up to go get breakfast ready for the twins. He cocked a brow, but nonetheless allowed her to get up this time. "Need a hand?"

"Not unless you want to keep me company while I cook?"

Raditz regarded his mate in silence for a moment. Perhaps to someone else she seemed wholly indifferent about the matter at hand, but the Saiyan had become somewhat of a master at reading all of her little quirks and the slightest changes in her face, and the way her lips twitched told him that he didn't really have a choice. Not that he'd have it any other way, of course. It was just amusing that she still had a rather roundabout way of getting him to do the things she wanted him to do. So, without further ado, he cracked a light smirk as he finally answered. "Give me a minute and I'll join you."

The blonde's lips eased into a small smile, seemingly satisfied with his answer before grasping her silk robe and tying it on effortlessly before heading out of their bedroom and into the kitchen. Raditz, on the other hand, whom had merely slid into the bed naked after training and showering, stretched his sore arms in silence before sliding out of their bed. In these past seven years, he mastered SSJ2 and SSJ3 later down on the road; however, SSJ3 was still newly acquired and he couldn't seem to maintain his SSJ3 state for long. The burly Saiyan couldn't help but wonder if Kakarot was having the same problems.

"Tch." Raditz mused out-loud. It was unlikely that Kakarot was having any problems. After all, once you let someone with that insatiable drive to be the strongest in the world get in ahead of you again, it was hard to get back in the lead. Granted, he and Kakarot haven't really been in contact these past seven years, but it was a intuition he had. It was as if no matter how far ahead he got, Kakarot was always a few steps atop of the game. It was almost like a game of cat and mouse. Raditz smirked, not at all discouraged. In fact, he couldn't help but feel spurred on and was looking forward to training with Piccolo later.

And definitely Gohan later on before work.

Unless of course the eldest brat planned on prancing around in that thing again.

Raditz snorted, pulling out a pair of sweats and a shirt out of his nightstand and getting dressed. Though, he would never - ever in his life - tell Chi-Chi face to face, he wholly blamed her. It was her fault that the eldest brat was going around in that get-up and saving the citizens across town and beyond. Of course, it wasn't the part that he was saving citizens that bothered him, no - it was the ridiculous poses and even ludicrous get-up that bothered him. Then again, Gohan was most likely making up for the childhood he didn't have much of growing up as his childhood consisted of 'fighting bad aliens' and relentless studying.

That very reason, along with the fact that he had a soft-spot for his eldest nephew, was why he didn't give Gohan too much hell over it. Anything Gohan or his family needed, he helped them with - even at the cost of a day or two or even a week of training if it took that. Just like when Gohan wanted help with convincing his mother to let him go to high-school, or how Goten came to him wailing about how Trunks had an 'awesome toy' and how his mother regrettably said 'she couldn't afford it'. Obviously, Raditz wasn't faulting Chi-Chi for being honest with the child as she was his mother and she probably had full awareness that Gohan and Goten's childhood was completely different - as Goten has an actual childhood at his age, while Gohan didn't at his age - and wanted to get him the things he wanted.

Chi-Chi just couldn't do it. And the burly Saiyan was sure that alone stirred more than regret within the small woman - as contrary to Bulma, Chi-Chi wasn't exactly rich.

Needless to say, it was Raditz that pulled a few extra shifts to get his youngest nephew that toy.

The Saiyan finally began trekking out of the bedroom, hands in his pockets as he trekked towards his cooking wife. Even to this day, he couldn't help but wonder what would've happened had he not taken the path his brother laid out for him. He wouldn't have what he had today - his family, his job, or anything for that matter - and the Saiyan swelled up with utter appreciation for his dead brother. Smoothly, the Saiyan strolled up behind his wife and placed his hands on her hips, as he couldn't help but appreciate her for a number of things as well he realized. "Thank you."

The blonde android cocked a smile, knowing the full depth behind those two simple words. She hummed her response, craning her head to the side to offer him a quick peck. He eagerly accepted the gesture, pulling away only to lean against the counter and observe her close-by. "Everything looks just about ready." He noted, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the mix of aromas flooding his saiyan senses.

18 nodded distractedly. "The kids should be trotting out any minute now."

Raditz nodded his agreement. The kids were on the other side of the kitchen, parallel to their bedroom and while Marise had his wife's old room before they got together, Taro had the room directly beside it. Initially, Taro's room had been 17's room but they opted to move 17's room further down past the curved hallway which was sealed off with a mere door that led to other rooms. It was the same design for either of the curved hallways, matter-of-fact. And as for the guest bedroom directly beside he and 18's bedroom, they merely left it as is. After all, some of Bulma's things were still in there.

"17 didn't come home last night."

Lazuli's words pulled Raditz out of his light stupor, the Saiyan able to detect the discreet concern laced in her words. "Maybe he was with Zangya?"

18 frowned at the mention of her name, but nonetheless responded coolly, "They broke up."

Despite the situation, Raditz couldn't help but smirk. "Surely that's not the problem as you never liked her in the first place." Though, if he had to be honest, he was curious as to why they broke up - even if he didn't voice it aloud. Sooner or later, however, he knew his wife would eventually tell him.

"True," Lazuli agreed, "but I can't help but wonder where he was to not have come home last night." And then after a forethought, she added on something else, "He usually always come back home the same day he leaves."

"I'm sure he's fine." Raditz assured. "You two are twins, and the both of you are pretty damn strong and able to hold your own. If anything, he probably just had too much fun - nothing serious."

Lazuli said nothing, seemingly in debate with the answer her husband gave her. Even after all of these years, she couldn't shake the protective nature she had for him. It wasn't as if she could help it. Not when they have been through so much together. And even if she wasn't older than him by much, she was still older; thus, it was the job of the oldest sibling to worry over the youngest sibling from time-to-time.

"Momma?"

The blonde snapped out of her thoughts, to see Marise, her look-a-like, trotting into the kitchen. Her brother, Taro, was behind her. Lazuli smiled at her two three-year old kids. "You two are just in time." Out of the corner of her eyes, Lazuli saw her husband setting up the table for them to eat and moved to plate everyone's dish with food. And as if remembering that Marise had called out to her, Lazuli trekked over to her and placed a hand on her head. "Did you need something?"

Marise didn't hesitate to respond. "After we finish, can we go invite Goten to play?"

Lazuli shrugged. "I'm sure Chi-Chi wouldn't mind, so I don't see why not."

Marise and Taro beamed at each other as they were more than content with their mother's answer and Raditz released a low chuckle, amused. The small family ate in comfortable silence, Raditz offering to wash the dishes afterwards. And as desired, the kids headed over to Chi-Chi's to invite Goten to play with them. Usually when Trunks was busy or Gohan was at school, Goten didn't mind and welcomed the twins eagerly. Sometimes they all went over to Trunks house to play, and while Lazuli was worried about how Vegeta would treat their kids at first, Raditz quickly assured her with a 'even Vegeta isn't that stupid.'

"Looks like we're alone for a bit." 18 stated more to herself than to her husband.

The Saiyan said nothing in response, continuing his work on the dishes as he acknowledged to himself that she was musing aloud. Though, it wouldn't be too much longer before a conversation bloomed. Nevertheless, he made sure he kept an ear out, aiming to finish up all of the dishes in the meantime. "Done." The Saiyan announced more to himself than anything, toweling his hands dry and turning around to face his quiet wife; she had been quiet for a while now that he thought about it. Maybe she was still worrying over her twin brother?

However, the wide-eyed Saiyan could see just why, "Lazuli?"

The blonde-haired woman stood bare, her silk robe at a pool around her ankles as she regarded the surprised male. Then, Raditz's surprise slowly faded away and was replaced with a smirk. He eagerly trekked towards his petite wife, pressing his lips against hers as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Again?"

The blonde lips eased into a smirk matching his own, "I'm hoping this time you aren't too distracted."

The Saiyan rolled his eyes; however, even he had to admit she had a point. Since the twins were born, he was paranoid about the kids hearing them participate in such activities and usually insisted it happened when the twins were asleep or outside playing around and distracted. It wasn't as if she had any complaints, but for her to bring it up suggested something Raditz couldn't put his finger on. Raditz decided to figure it out later, scooping his wife up in his arms and trekking towards their bedroom. If he had to guess, the kids would be playing until lunch time - which was plenty of time given that breakfast literally just ended.

"Wait," Lazuli murmured. "Out here."

The Saiyan paused, cocking a brow as he was literally in front of their bedroom already. "Are you sure?"

Lazuli smirked, and the Saiyan found himself unable to resist his wife's charm. Then, eyes widening, he pieced everything together, "Bored of the bedroom, huh?"

Lazuli nodded once, glad she didn't have to directly tell him. After all, the intimacy they shared was hands down amazing. It was just the fact that it was always in the bedroom, and she couldn't help but want a change of scenery, so to speak. Not to mention, that talking on the phone with Bulma, whom had no shame about sharing details about her intimacy with Vegeta, from time-to-time gave her the courage to want to experience something a tad different. Lazuli startled out of her thoughts upon feeling her husband's lips on hers, eagerly reciprocating.

It certainly didn't take long for the kiss to get heated, and the Saiyan couldn't help but distractedly wonder if she wanted him to change things up a bit himself as well. Though, the way her breathing was heavily labored and the small moans she was releasing made him rethink that notion. Almost. "Lazuli." Raditz called out lowly, pulling back just to nip at her neck playfully. He had an idea.

The blonde peeked an eye open, her mouth slightly parted as a moan slipped past. "Hm?"

Raditz set his wife down, her legs no longer around his waist, as he simultaneously continued to nip at her body. "Turn around."

Lazuli's eyes widened at the command, "...turn around?"

"You want something different, right? Trust me."

A faint blush on her cheeks, she did as ordered despite it being completely unfamiliar. "Like this?"

Raditz pulled back a bit and Lazuli heard him rustle around a bit. Just as she was about to turn her head around out of curiosity, she felt her husband's hands guide her hips back some, "Hands on the wall," he murmured. The Saiyan was pleased when she did as he told her to do, placing a hand in the middle of her back and arching it to his liking.

Lazuli, on the other hand, felt her heart pounding against her rib cage and was wholly overcome by anticipation. When she had revealed to her husband that she wanted a change of scenery, she wasn't expecting him to take it even beyond and change from their usual missionary position as well. The blonde shuddered at the feeling of warm lips pressing against her lower back, trailing up tortuously. The bombshell couldn't help but moan at the new experience, moaning even louder when she felt Raditz hands suddenly pin her wrists against the wall before easing into her in one fluid motion.

Lazuli all but gasped at the foreign yet breathtaking sensation, moaning loudly as the Saiyan picked up his pacing and was roughly thrusting into her womanhood from behind. Eyes clenched shut, Lazuli was in a world of her own as they continued their lovemaking against the wall beside their bedroom. Raditz released grunts here and there, noting that his wife was far more responsive in this position than in their usual position. He smirked, his wife loud cries spurring him on more than she could ever know.

He decided he wanted to hear more, uncurling his tail around his waist and brushing it against her clit. The very action alone earned him a loud cry from his wife and he repeated it again, "Ah!" She cried again, toes curling amidst the pleasure he was providing.

And again, he repeated the action.

It wasn't too much longer before he was continuously brushing his tail against her clit and ultimately pushing her over the edge. The blonde's body froze, before violently shaking as she climaxed against her husband. Her small frame went limp, but Raditz leaned forwards and pressed a kiss against her ear, "Stay with me. Almost there."

And true to his word, Raditz soon followed after her a few more thrusts later, his body stiffening with one final thrust as he released his seed into her with a grunt. The Saiyan exhaled a sigh, pulling out of his wife and pulling up his sweatpants. Lazily, as he didn't feel like retrieving her silk robe, he took off his shirt and draped it across her.

"How was that?" He inquired after a few moments of silence.

The sweaty blonde found the strength to turn around, sending him a small smile as his arms remained wrapped around her. "I loved it."

"I was hoping that was the case, given you climaxed in pretty much an instant."

Raditz chuckled at his wife's wide-eyed expression and Lazuli rolled her eyes as she recovered pretty quickly. "Idiot."

The Saiyan brushed off the insult with another chuckle, "Wanna shower together and head over to Chi's?"

"Sure."

And so, the couple did just that, showering and heading over to Chi-Chi's place. On the way there, the couple noted that the kids were still happily playing together and made their way inside in no time, Raditz trekking in behind his wife. "Chi?" The blonde android called out slowly, her icy blue eyes peeking around in the kitchen area.

No sign of her.

"She's outside in the garden." A male voice provided.

The couple snapped their eyes over onto the source only to see a teenage Gohan smiling sheepishly as he remained clad in his Saiyaman get-up. The blonde-haired woman cocked a blonde brow, a hand resting on her hip. "I thought school didn't get out until the afternoon? You've only been going for a month and you're cutting already?"

Gohan chuckled nervously, "Er, Auntie...it's not like that at all! I promise!"

The blonde narrowed her eyes, skeptic, and the teen caved instantly. "As you know...I've been fighting crime and protecting every citizen in need as the Gold Fighter; however, there's this girl that fights crime too and she's been onto me about my identity from day one...even after coming up with this Great Saiyaman get-up with Bulma." The teenaged boy explained. "Her name's Videl and she's really strong and all, but - " Gohan released an exasperated sigh - " man, she sure is persistent!"

Raditz and 18 shared a look; nonetheless, they listened as the eldest of Chi-Chi continued. "Well, let's just say that she knows about my dad and linked together that I'm the Great Saiyaman and is...blackmailing me and making me enter an upcoming tournament."

The blonde's eyes widened. "There's an tournament coming up?"

Gohan nodded once, "And given the situation Videl has put me in, I've been going around and informing the others and decided to see how mom felt about it. I just haven't worked up the courage to ask her just yet." He revealed sheepishly. "I was actually going to ask you guys to join after I talked to mom about it...but you guys are already here."

"What's the reward?" Lazuli inquired curiously.

Gohan pursed his lips slightly. "Hmm, I think it's 500,000 zeni. It could be more than that; I'll have to ask Videl."

The blonde's eyes widened. "We should enter."

Raditz rolled his eyes. "The kid's getting blackmailed and you want to enter in the tournament?"

18 shrugged. "We could use the money."

"Anyway," Raditz began, diverting his attention back onto his nephew, "Just who is this Videl anyway and what else does she want from you?"

"She's the daughter of Hercule Satan and she wants me to teach her how to fly and - "

" - Wait a minute." Raditz interrupted incredulously, "you're talking about the Hercule Satan that swears he's the World Champion and had the audacity to enter the Cell Games with those other goons that follow him?"

Gohan nodded sheepishly, "That's him alright. He even took credit for defeating Cell; however, unlike him, his daughter Videl is the real deal. Besides, I really don't want everyone finding out I'm a Saiyan at school; I don't want that kind of attention there."

"Is this Hercule Satan entering the tournament?" 18 inquired curiously, having pieced together a few things; however, she wanted to be sure.

Gohan nodded. "Yup."

That was all 18 needed to hear. "Well, I'm definitely entering the tournament. I'll make sure I match up with Hercule and then I'll blackmail him for more money if he wants to remain the World Champion, that is."

Gohan paled slightly. "Auntie? Don't you think that's a bit cruel?"

"Far from it." She answered stoically.

Chi-Chi, whom caught the gist of the situation, chuckled femininely. "That sounds like something you'd do, 18." Then before 18 could respond, Chi-Chi diverted her eyes onto her eldest son, "I know I'm not too supportive of things like these, usually...but we could really use that money."

Raditz said nothing, but could easily tell that it was far more to it that that. These past seven years he couldn't help but notice a change in the raven-haired woman, and if he wasn't mistaken, she was easing up considerably. Chi-Chi wasn't as overbearing as she was in the past, and sure, she had her reasons of which she explained to him during the whole Androids ordeal, but this was one thing he could honestly say he didn't see coming. Has Kakarot's death and Goten's birth really changed her that much?

Not to mention she was far more lenient with Goten than she was with Gohan at his age. When Goten had been born, he had been sure that Goten was going to have a similar fate to Gohan - as far as continuously studying and being forced to become a scholar - but he had been wrong.

"...Raditz?"

The burly Saiyan snapped out of his thoughts upon hearing his name, an eyebrow cocked in curiosity. Chi-Chi sent him a weird look, but then quickly recovered. "I asked if you were entering the tournament, too?"

And just as the Saiyan opened his mouth, 18 all but cut in, "He's entering."

The male Saiyan cocked a brow at his wife. "I am?"

The blonde sent him an annoyed look, "Well, why wouldn't you?"

Raditz actually had a multitude of reasons as to why he wouldn't enter, but he smartly refrained from saying anything. "Tch."

"Gohan!" Goten had all but fallen over himself in an attempt to get to his big brother. It was as if he couldn't get through the door fast enough. He had merely been coming back to the house to get something to drink, his three year old cousins behind him, and couldn't help but overhear the tail-end of the conversation. "There's a tournament? Can I enter too?" His big black eyes shifting on to his mother as if realizing that she was the one he should be asking, not his brother. "Can I, mom? Can I? I'm pretty sure Trunks will enter and if that's the case, I don't want to be left out!"

Chi-Chi regarded her son in silence for a moment, before sighing. How could she tell him no when she looked exactly like his father? That alone made it hard not to give in to whatever it was he wanted. The raven-haired woman sent him a light smile, ultimately caving; though, it wasn't as if she stood a chance in the first place. "Alright, Goten, but I expect both you and Trunks to be on your best behavior at the tournament!"

Goten's eyes all but lit up at his mother's answer. "Of course! I promise we will!"

Chi-Chi nodded once. "Good."

And while Goten proceeded on with asking his brother if he could train with him for the upcoming tournament, the two twins shared a look. They couldn't help but feel left out, after all. With this in mind, they both turned to face their parents. "Mama? Papa?"

Raditz regrettably shook his head 'no' while 18 bent over and placed a hand on either of their heads to further explain. "You two are most likely too young to enter." The twins visibly pouted, and the blonde sent them a light smile. "You can cheer your father and I on instead for now, okay?"

Though still feeling slightly dejected, the twins seemed to feel somewhat better as they both agreed.

Gohan offered the two a small smile. He couldn't help but feel bad for the two twins. "Still, you two are welcome to join Goten and I tomorrow if you want."

Marise looked up at her mother expectantly, "Is that okay?"

"Yeah, momma," Taro pitched in, "is it?"

"Of course." She agreed. "Just don't get too dirty."

Satisfied, the twins and Goten ran back outside to play, seemingly have forgotten what it was they came inside the house for in the first place. Gohan chuckled. "They sure do grow up fast, don't they, Uncle Raditz?"

The burly Saiyan cocked a brow, "As if you're one to talk. You grew up before I even realized it."