Soft rays of sun crept into a still bedroom. Goku, an early riser, took his first loss to the sun in days. Light danced against his skin, giving him the courage to open his eyes. He stretched his wide arms across the void of sheets. No one was next to him.

He jolted up as his face grew hot. Many attempts failed to get his wife to talk to him last night. Though she usually fell for his prying ways, this time she was firm. All he got in return was her silence. She did not even want him touching her.

Goku knew that love is complex and marriage could be unpredictable. He knew that he and his wife did not have an ideal marriage. Few women on Earth would be falling for him if they knew his baggage. Their marriage survived on his desire to find his way home and her willingness to welcome him back. It was nothing like a children's fairytale. They were very much imperfect but they never were like this and it made his skin crawl.

Since returning home after being dead for so long, things seemed to be going great. Their sex life was better than ever and they managed to accept each other for who they were. It was shocking that she went to bed without telling him a single thing. Since when did they keep secrets from each other?

This morning, he was unenthusiastic about making the bed. He never could get the sheets to look as nice and orderly as Chi-Chi. He brushed his teeth and cleansed his face with a blank mind. There should be continuous chatter from his wife telling him what he needed to do today, but the room was silent.

The whole house was silent.

No food simmered on the stove. There was no warm teapot. Goku released a deep sigh as he looked around. I guess breakfast is on me, he pondered as he started to rummage through the fridge.

"Oh, yes please place that there- gently." Bulma barked at the unfortunate staff in charge of setting up the party. The science mogul was usually laid back and level-headed but today was different. She did not play about her parties.

Everything was set in motion. Bright floral arrangements scattered through the grounds to make the place look alive. It was Bulma's request. The buffet line, which almost appeared infinite, was dressed in black tablecloths. Endless gold dishes contained the best food money could buy.

She bounced her daughter on her hip as she stood around admiring the turnout. Soft coos came from the baby as her bright blue eyes followed a stray butterfly. Bulma had requested hundreds of them to release for her sushi fest.

"Woman, what is it with all these damn flying leaves." Vegeta scoffed as he swatted away several butterflies. His wife often confused him. What purpose did these flying nuances serve for a party? He knew she liked to go above and beyond but this was unnecessary. "If one of those lands on me or my food tonight I swear I will exterminate their entire species."

Bulma giggled as she bounced the curious baby on her hip. "Look Bulla, daddy is being attacked by big bad butterflies."

"Uh... how dare you have the audacity to mock me?"

"Relax Vegeta, they are harmless. Besides, I don't want you screwing with the setup. Everyone will be here in about an hour. What do you need?"

"It's about that shrew's clone. She needs to go."

"Vegeta, we talked about this. Cha-Cha is a guest in our home."

"Nonsense. That woman is strange. Did you know she healed me yesterday?" Vegeta scoffed as he folded his arms into his chest, lowering his voice to ensure that only his wife could hear him. "I have half a mind to remove her with force. That weakling was thinking it could impede my training."

"Vegeta, first of all, you are not kicking her out. Second, Whis said she's strong or whatever. Geez. God forbid someone heals you and makes you feel better. I hope she got a hold of your brain." Bulma rolled her eyes as she turned to focus her attention on a loud rattling noise. "Oh perfect, the chocolate fountain is here. Go ahead and put that near the deserts with the edible gold."

Vegeta scoffed as he watched the staff roll around the fountain. The device was as tall as Piccolo with chocolate cascading down it like a muddy waterfall. He made a mental note to keep his and Kakarot's boys away from the tower of temptation once the party began. He would not hear the end of it from his wife should the boys ruin it.

It was clear his wife gave zero fucks about anything besides the party. He made his way to a bench away from the festivities. Silence and solitude were guaranteed on this side of the grounds since no one ever came here. He often sought out this spot when he needed to think and clear his mind.

Vegeta closed his eyes and enjoyed a few minutes of silence. His thoughts dabbled from training, his kids, and his wife's cold until he noticed he was in the presence of power. "Yes," he said as he tried to disguise his confusion. Turning around was unnecessary since he was familiar with the ki. He was not used to it being that high.

"My apologies, Prince Vegeta. I did not want to startle you, but I wanted my presence to known." Cha-Cha spoke hesitantly as she kept her eyes low to the ground. He could tell her time with Bulma improved her speaking skills in mundane earth language.

"You've been deceiving me in my own home this whole time."

"Not at all, I have some power but I am not a fighter like you."

"What is it that you want, spit it out." Vegeta was swift as he stood from the bench turning to face her.

Cha-Cha kept her eyes low to the ground as she spoke. "How do I say in…" A sharp breath escaped her parted lips as she raised her gaze to meet his. "Aiu voavro roob vai, Vu'rko Vegeta." Our people need you, Prince Vegeta.

Vegeta's eyes grew wide as he lost his balance. Her words felt warm and chilling as they blasted through the air. Unconsciously, he balled a fist at his side and lowered his voice. "What did you… where did you learn that?"

"I learned it the same as you, home."

"Weakling, I do not have time for your games. How did you learn to- that's a dead language!" His voice trailed off as he felt his mouth go dry.

"Oh, I supposed that would happen when the radicals branched out after the civil war."

"Radicals… What are you talking about? Explain yourself, woman!"

"Rok do tlav vai Vu'rko... Oh… let me show you Prince Vegeta '' Cha-Cha turned around and lifted her dress above her waist line, unashamed.

"What in the hell are you do-"

"Div kae'r…" my tail her voice broke as tears began to fall down her eyes leaving Vegeta stunned.

He had to dig deep to recollect what her words meant. Once he managed to silently translate them, he felt weak in the knees. Above her panty line sat a small furry nub of a tail. He winced. From the point it cut off, he knew it's removal was painful.

"You...you are from Planet Vegeta? You are a Saiyan? I demand you explain yourself to me now. I am the Prince of all Saiyans and I hear by com-"

"I am Saiyan, yes, but I am not from your planet Vegeta. I am from Salada. Oiu kuio lado."

"Oiu kuio lado… our true home? You are a long way from Universe Six. I will see to it that Whis sends you back to the proper universe."

"You misunderstand. I am from the planet Salada of this Universe." Cha-Cha managed to wipe her tears as she turned around to face him.

"You lack pigment."

"Oh, it is a rare birth defect. There must not be many twins among the radicals"

"Radicals? Hn, on planet Vegeta you would not have made it outside of the womb without forming to perfection, twin or not. Genetic discrepancies are a weakness. Bah'Letava"

"Bah'Letava? With all due respect Prince Vegeta, that term is reserved for non-Saiyans. Do you mean to insult me?"

"On planet Vegeta, it's used to point out someone being different, including Saiyans. Funny hair color, weak builds, rocks for brains, they all get exiled. Enough with the mindless chatter. How are you here? Planet Salada was destroyed centuries ago."

"Well, this is why I sought you out before the party."

"You've been in my home for days and you see it fit to only tell me now?"

"I didn't think you would believ-"

"Fool, you have ten minutes to tell me everything I need to know."

Time froze as Vegeta gave her the floor to explain her situation. He had slain several beings since he was a child and was enslaved by Frieza. He destroyed planets and faced many strong enemies. Nothing was more unsettling than the information that spilled from her mouth. Tears fell from her face as she rounded out her story and he watched each one roll down her cheek. The scent of her salty tears mixed in with the dense air he inhaled drove him nauseous. "So this is all her doing?" He hissed as he felt his stomach twist.

"She meant no harm. She wanted to help."

"And Kakarot's wife?"

"Yes, she is in the same situation as her and I. Tonight when the moon sets in the sky, the spell will be over."

Vegeta gritted his teeth as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. There was one person that he urgently wanted to relay this information to. "Kakarot… yes I know the event starts soon but you need to get here early...I, Cha-Cha and I, need to have a word with you... Don't make this weird just make haste."

Vegeta plopped himself on the bench. A butterfly delicately landed on his nose as he sat in silence. For the first time in a long time, he was rendered speechless.

Goku sat on the bench next to Vegeta and Cha-Cha. The three Saiyans sat in silence, unsure of what to say to each other. How could he say anything after what he just learned? Screaming was the only thing he wanted to do. It was the only thing that felt right. He cleared his throat as he tried to find words that went together, "So she lied to me?"

Cha-Cha let her chest fall as she sat sandwiched between the two brutes. Her small frame looked odd between their muscular builds. She turned to her brother-in-law and offered him a warm smile before she spoke, "Ah Vasha."

"Sorry, I don't understand," Goku said flatly. He tried to offer a small grin as he scratched the back of his head.

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Bah'Letava, Cha-Cha. This one suffered massive brain damaged and has no concept of the Saladago language. Actually, I don't even know if there is an earthling term that directly translates. Ah Vasha is a phrase used to express to keep your pride and spirit high. Stay positive.

Goku's face screwed up, "So she didn't lie?"

"Goku-" Cha-Cha placed a hand on his tense shoulder.

"Woman, have pride in your heritage. His name is Kakarot." Vegeta spat out.

Cha-Cha nodded to pacify his request. "Kakarot... I know my twin. I know she is the same Chi-Chi I grew up with. Please know that my sister is probably just as scared and confused as you are. I am sure Whis' conversation with her didn't sit well. Plus, my sister has always been stubborn."

"Yeah, that sounds like Chi-Chi," Goku beamed. "Say, if they don't remember then why do you?"

"Hn, finally you bring something of use to this conversation Kakarot," Vegeta said with a smirk.

Cha-Cha nodded. She was already anticipating this question. "My dear cousin was always known to make… oversights. I placed a spell of protection over my mind, spirit, and soul in the event that something went wrong. What I lack in ki I make up for in mana. That's where my twin and I differ."

"Oh look Trunks, a chocolate fountain!" A small voice boomed through the grounds with excitement.

"Goten look, gold-covered chocolate!" another voice trailed behind.

The three looked over to the other side of the compound to see the grounds filling with guests. Vegeta locked his eyes on Goten as he observed the boy sticking his mouth behind the fountain. The older Son boy trailed behind him begging him to stop. "Excuse me while I kill Kakarot's brat." Vegeta rose from the bench ready to scold the boy.

"I bet she's good with them." Cha-Cha's voice was but a whisper as she watched the boy that she assumed was her nephew.

Goku smiled, "She's the best."

"Please excuse me." Cha-Cha almost gagged as she failed to fight back more tears.

He watched as her entered a door and vanished inside the main building. Why did she have tears? If anyone was upset, it was him. His heart felt like someone stuck a pin in it, causing the organ to leak slow.

Goku made his way over to the festivities. He swatted a few butterflies that seemed to love his face. All their friends managed to make it. No one missed out on a Capsule Corp party.

Goku walked by a table where his long-time friend Krillin sat with his wife. He smiled as he watched the woman feed their daughter. To his left, he waved at Master Roshi, Yamcha, Tien, Launch, Chiaotzu and Paur. It was pretty early, but their table was already filled with several empty beer bottles. Roshi and Yamcha wasted no time.

The buffet line got closer as he made his way past Piccolo, exchanging a head nod with his old friend. The green giant sat against the tree as he fed Pan. Goku smiled as he made silly faces at his granddaughter.

To his right, he could see Videl and Mr. Satan watching on in agony as Gohan, Trunks, Goten, and Buu inhaled mounds of food. "Oh boy, getting started without me," Goku whined. He made his way to grab a plate from a nearby table at the start of the food line. He felt a small, weak hand halt him in his tracks.

"Oh, you must be out of your damn mind Goku," Bulma huffed, "This line is for our guests with normal appetites. You sit there bud!" Bulma pointed at a table that was a ways off all the others. Vegeta was already seated as he made his way through a mound of food.

"Oh, can I at least see what you guys have in line?" Goku pleaded.

"It's all the same, really. I promise! Sonny will be bringing you and that man some of everything over time. Trust me, you are not missing out on anything. Now, don't be shy. Take a seat next to Vegeta!"

The hodgepodge of party-goers ate and enjoyed live music. The sun started to go down, letting in a cool breeze. Some broke off to enjoy the dance floor while some indulged in booze. Others were getting embarrassed at the chocolate fountain by an irritated prince. The party was a hit.

Goku sat in sheer bliss. His hunger felt satiated as he enjoyed the band. His granddaughter bounced with glee in his lap as she watched her parents on the floor. He always missed out on these moments since he was always late. It was nice to see all his loved ones enjoying a moment of peace. The music had him in such a trance he didn't even notice the crowd had averted their attention to the entrance.

"Oooh boy, I'd like to get a squeeze of those melons," Roshi yelped.

"Mom," Gohan said as he covered his face full of drunken embarrassment.

Goku stood and handed Pan to her mother as he watched his wife bashfully scan the crowd. His mouth began to water as a goofy smile spread across his face.

She was stunning.

Her hair trailed down her back with a white flower tucked behind her right ear. Neatly trimmed bangs framed her soft face. A dainty necklace rested across her chest paired with matching gold earrings. Goku noticed her skin seemed to glow in the fading daylight as if her pores were filled with some sort of glitter.

Their eyes locked as he smiled, closing the gap between them. He took the time to admire the way her dress fit. It was a beautiful shade of aegean blue on satin. The fabric draped over her skin like a glove. The bodice pulled in her narrow waist leaving room for the delicate corset to push her breast up and out. A cowl neckline attached to her thin spaghetti straps. The dress draped over her breast exposing the fullness of her upper cleavage.

Goku tried not to look at her chest, but it was too tempting as if he had never seen them before. He was not one to fawn over a simple dress, but tonight she looked so… tasty.

"Is this too much," he heard his wife say as he pulled her into an embrace.

"Hey Chi," He smiled as her eyes searched for an answer.

"Goku-"

"You look great Chi-Chi."

"Where are the boys?" Chi-Chi asked as she started to wander off. Goku was gentle as he took a hold of a wrist. Roshi encouraged him to 'get her tiger' along with other lewd suggestions.

"I want to talk to you alone if that's okay Chi-Chi." He watched her face go red as Roshi's table burst out cheering. Even Krillin and Hercule managed to get a laugh or two in. "Oh, ah haha. Not that kind of talkin'. I know you know why I want to talk to you though." His eyes tensed. It was his signature gaze that spoke volumes when his words were few.

"Can it wait? I want to grab a plate before they put the food away, Goku."

Goku looked at the sky, trying to gauge what time it was. He released the light hold he had on her. Through all the music and chatter, all he heard was the sound of her heels against the pavement as she walked away.

It was like she put him under a spell. He could only focus on how her cheeks found room to jiggle in tune with her steps beneath the tight, thin fabric. He didn't even notice Cha-Cha hovering behind him until she placed her hand on his back. The light touch startled him, pulling him out of his trance.

All eyes were on the trio as the crowd broke into whispers. The rumor already spread that Chi-Chi had a twin sister, but no one saw the mystery woman until now.

"Will she want to talk to me?" Cha-Cha thought out loud.

She made her way towards Chi-Chi before Goku could even answer.

"T'tkou…erm, sister," Cha-Cha said shyly. Goku watched from a distance as his wife froze. Moments passed before Chi-Chi turned to face her near-identical image. Her lips twitched while her face went pale. He knew she was burning to give the woman a verbal lashing, yet no words managed to escape her mind. That was a first.

Her body language grew awkward. Chi-Chi's eyes began to swell as she dropped her plate causing grains of sushi rice to scatter over her new shoes. She parted her mouth to utter noises that sounded as if she was in pain.

Goku held his breath. He was bursting with a million questions but this was a moment that they needed. He could wait.

The scared housewife played with the hem of her dress as she shuffled her weight between her two feet. "Excuse me please," Chi-Chi said as she made her way to the back of the compound. Goku shifted his sights to his eldest son trailing behind his mother. He was always the first one to run and console her.

"I got this Gohan," Goku assured as he stopped the boy in his tracks.

"Oooh Beerus, it appears we arrived just in time. Oh, they are even still making fresh sushi. Splendid!" Whis' voice filled the courtyard as he poofed from nowhere forcing everyone to look his way.

"No on talk to me until I've had my fill," Beerus purred as he made his way to the buffet line.

AN- I just wanted to say that CHi-Chi looked damn good. Mama was workin them! The dress I had in mind was the Myrna Aegean Blue corset Midi Dress available to see on House of CB. Someone has to put Goku's money to good use.