A/N: Hi! I forgot to mention, I have some new artwork on my deviantART related to G.S. There is V-Day Card of Vegeta, O.C art of Kannon/Pinchie and some "Anatomy Practice" courtesy of Raditz ;) Feel free to visit, just search Christa-elizabeth or Gemini Saga, you should be able to find me.
There was a heavy silence that hung in the air, below the low rumbling din of groundwater beneath the sandstone cave floor. A whimpering sound could be heard, then the jangle of a chain.
"Help me... somebody, please!" She sobbed, rolling her head on the cool stone. The woman closed her eyes, her long auburn hair falling over her pale cheek. Her voice caught in her throat as her sobs could not be stilled, though she tried to choke them down desperately.
"Help... help me... please..." She whispered, her voice growing hoarse as her eyes fell shut.
"Shhhh..." a voice hissed in the darkness, as soft steps scraped across the floor.
"Why do you cry so uselessly...?" He whispered back, coming closer. She avoided his gaze. A bone thin finger grazed her chin, stroking her delicate bone structure.
"Because... One day I will be free from this hell... when you are dead!" She cried out, turning her face away from his touch.
"How you have hurt me, my dear... I only wish to share in that power that flows through your veins... can you not see how weakened I have become?" He said, opening the parting in his kimono and showing her his near skeletal body. She backed up farther to the wall and screamed, pulling to be free from her shackles violently, causing dust to come out of the wall where the chains were hammered into it.
"I frighten you...? The man you once desired, the man you chose to bear children for...?" He said, now less gentle and more scathing as he fingered the tattered remnants of her dark red kimono, that at one time would have complimented her hair nicely. Vulcane knelt closer, and kissed her throat with his dry lips. She shook from fear, her bright amber eyes opening wide as she felt the hint of teeth on her.
"You know what must be done in order to strengthen me once again, don't you, darling? All I need is your kiss, and I will once again be the man you yearn for..." Vulcane hissed into her ear, his eyes glowing with a magmatic light as he was closer to his prize.
"I will never kiss you... you monster!" She cried, and thrashed around beneath him. Vulcane held the woman's arms still and forced his mouth onto hers, biting down on her lip to force her into submission; until she cried out from the pain, his hard fingers gripping her. He delved against her mouth with his, licking the roof of her mouth and growling as if tasting her wasn't enough.
The woman moaned loudly with distress as he forced her back farther. Tears fell down her cheeks as he at last hissed with satisfaction, the tears becoming shimmering gold as her power was taken from her.
Vulcane's hungry mouth on hers was surrounded by gold tendrils of light that made him open his eyes and seethe as he pulled her essence from her, gripping her arms until blood was drawn from his nails that slowly lengthened into her skin. Her screams were muffled as he fed on her energy, until she slumped against the wall and sobbed weakly, her bright golden eyes fading to dull brown.
"There, now, was that so hard?" Vulcane said; and his voice now was sharp and cutting, no longer rasping or reedy. He pulled back and took a deep inhale of air, grinning. His skin was no longer sallow, his black hair was now so dark it was like wet ink against his dewy flesh. He had been rejuvenated, as he pulled down his robe, he was no longer a wasted form. He was healthy, stark black curls glistened on his chest as he allowed it to fall and laughed.
"You make me feel so good, Tianshae. You make this old wolf feel like a tiger tasting blood for the first time..." He once again drew her eyes on him, forcefully gripping her face. She looked to him and sobbed, "Do not call me that name, I am not yours!" She cried, but was silenced by his hand cupping over her mouth. He stared at her with his third eye, the pupil turning red as she gazed up at it fearfully.
"Shh... Let us be reunited, my darling. Come now, let us go to the bed chamber. I will feed you the finest fruits, bathe you in the most fragrant of oils, I shall brush your luxurious hair, until it gleams like auburn fire once again... do not be afraid..." He purred, and Tianshae's eyes glossed over; a soft smile brightened her features.
"Yes, my love... Let us retire to the bedroom." She smiled, and he removed her shackles, covering her from the chill with one of the many layers of his robe. Vulcane dressed, and carried the weakened woman in his arms, up the cool stone and into the darkness.
They began their descent into the darkness, with her hand held tightly in Nappa's, Kannon was not afraid. She looked to him as his eyes glowed and illuminated the chamber, and smiled. Remembering seeing him for that first time, when he had gazed into her window with his eyes aglow like that, lighting up the darkness of the dark sea. She looked on as he scanned the darkness before walking forward; over the red rock that was so much like that of Planet Mars. He paused, and exhaled sharply. He looked down to Kannon and frowned.
"I thought you said you were the only female Gemini left here?" He said, and the others paused behind them. Kannon furrowed her brow in confusion.
"Yes, I sent Propel away for her safety. We were the only females left. He can't use me to regenerate if I'm with you..."
Nappa shook his head and walked forward once again.
"I should have known, he would have something like that up his sleeve. That's fine by me, maybe now he'll be more of a challenge." Nappa snorted, then turned and beckoned to Onioan with one hand. The large man shuffled over, with Grenada still slung over his shoulder.
"Onioan, down."
Onioan chuckled mindlessly and grabbed for Grenada, pulling him down and dropping him on the ground with a hard slam. Grenada screamed and clutched his skull as he cringed on the ground.
"Can't you-- Hmm! Have that idiot be more careful!" He spat, getting up on one knee and snarling. He clenched his fists and shifted his eyes around the room, cowering in fear of the many Saiyans surrounding him. Nappa chuckled, patting Onioan on his broad chest. The hapless beast purred when he was touched, kneeling to get down to Nappa's level to have his hair mussed with one hand. The man was no more than a beast at his level of intelligence; all he knew was kill, and eat.
"Heh, Heh, Onioan is kind, see? He just doesn't know his own strength." Nappa said, and walked away from him, staring down at Grenada.
"Now, you can either be dragged across the floor by him and risk having your skull crushed, or you can lead us out of this cavern and to your master. The choice is yours." Nappa said in a gravelling voice, pulling Grenada up by the red bandana strapped to his forehead. Grenada struggled; flailing his arms and legs, but Candor stepped over and restrained him so that he couldn't move.
"I'll never help you! Hmh! Just you wait for the Solstice! Mhm, just two of us will be more than enough to fight you filthy apes!"
He growled, his eyes glowing absinthe green with the raw power flowing from within. He cackled, stopping his violent thrashing. "I know Vulcane's secret, but I will never tell you! You can rip my tongue from my mouth, and I will heal; tear me limb from limb; and I will heal! Hmhm!!" He grinned widely, the crazed look in his eyes falling onto Kannon. Nappa clutched his throat tightly in his hand and snarled. "Don't you dare. I'll kill you before you have the chance, Gemini freak." He threatened, squeezing so tight that Grenada gargled in pain. "So, you choose to do this the hard way?" Nappa said, and gave Candor a nod. Candor chuckled from behind Grenada, looking to back to Nappa and grinning.
He stripped Grenada down to his fundoshi and tore his gi to make strips of fabric, first gagging him, then binding his hands behind his back. They then bound his ankles, and dragged him from Onioan's ankle. Grenada yelped through the gag with fear with every clumsy step the huge oaf made, as they continued their way into the cavern. Kannon smiled and laughed every time he yelped, squeezing Nappa's hand and leaning her head on his shoulder. They followed the faint scent of tears, amidst the heavy scent of rotting decay.
The door opened with a soft click, as Launch stepped out onto the sand. Raditz was there, moving slowly as he went through the repetitions of his exercise; lifting the large weights up horizontally to the sky and back down to his sides.
"Raditz?" She said softly, watching as the dark hair down his back shifted and revealed more than she had expected to see. He was startled by her high pitched scream and whirled around, one of the weights going flying and pulverizing a palm tree. He rushed to her and looked at her, bewildered. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?" He looked her over, seeing she was frozen stiff, her eyes wide as she was uncharacteristically silent.
The platter with Iced Tea and glasses on it drooped, and Raditz caught it before it could fall, looking down and sniffing the contents. Launch at last exhaled, blinking as if brought out of a trance.
"W-Why... are you wearing a thong, Raditz?" She said, gulping.
He looked down at himself and remembered, when he saw the leopard patterned underwear.
"Erm... Something about getting your attention? I'm not sure. I understand the concept, but I highly doubt that this how you'd prefer to see me..." He frowned, and his cheeks reddened as Launch cocked her head to the side and made a musing sound.
"Hmm..." She tapped her chin with her finger, narrowing her eyes.
"I'll go get changed! It's indecent, isn't it?" He said suddenly, rushing forward to run indoors. Launch quickly pulled her gun out and poked him in the chest with it.
"Sit down, Raditz. I'd like to have a word with you." She said, guiding him back to sit atop the large turtle shell. He sighed and plopped down, dangling his hands between his legs and looking dejected.
"It's not my fault! It was all the old man's doing! I'm telling you!" He said, then made a low sound of discontent and frowned.
Launch took a seat beside him and started pouring them glasses of iced tea. He looked on curiously, licking his lips. She handed him a glass and he took it, sipping as he observed her closely.
"You're wearing pink?" He said, plucking at the hem of her dress. Launch crossed her legs and huffed, "Of course I'm wearin' pink, I'm a girl ain't I?" She said, tossing her hair back and taking a drink.
"Well, yes, but... you hate pink. You also dislike dresses. Not that they don't flatter you." He said softly, and smiled as she looked away. "Well, I suppose I musta' sneezed or something while I was getting changed, let's change the subject!" She set the tray of iced tea down and sighed as she glanced over to Raditz, who seemed equally as embarrassed as her.
He looked down and swirled the lemon slices and ice around in the glass, then drank the rest. "This drink is refreshing. Thank you." He said, then she took it and refilled it for him. "Well, I saw you out here lifting weights and I figured you would be thirsty. That's all. I wasn't drawn out here by your muscular butt cheeks, if that's what you were hoping for." She said, then snorted as his cheeks reddened again.
"I don't understand how underwear like this is practical, if I were to wear this with my battle armour, my rear would be exposed!" He said, furiously.
Launch paused a moment, her mind making an image in her head of the impractical garment beneath his armour. She sputtered, making him jump as she cackled out with laughter.
"Oh, man, I can't imagine! It's bad enough you wear those little short-shorts!"
"They're space spandex! And they were destroyed during my transformation!" He growled back defensively. Launch sighed and patted him on the thigh.
"Cool it, Cujo! We'll get ya some boxers or something, I'm sure Launch would even sew ya a little tail hole! Heheh!"
Raditz didn't find it funny, he crossed his arms and looked away from her stubbornly.
"I dislike being treated like some type of garment display, my appearance is not some type of amusing show for you! It's supposed to be arousing!" He growled, standing up and clenching the glass until it shattered. The iced tea splashed and hit him in his anger and dripped down him as he stared down at her.
"You Earthlings think that I am to be taken lightly! That our race are nothing but mindless primates to be made a mockery of!" He spat the words furiously at her, clenching his fist until the shards of glass squeezed through his fingers and blood dripped down his wrist. Launch looked up at him and her eyes darkened, her golden locks seemed to coil tighter as she stood, her tail lashing at her back.
"I don't think that!" She hissed back, and stepped closer to him, quivering as he glared down and his eyes pierced her with their icy glare.
"You think that I am the slayer of your beloved, that is why you will never give yourself over fully to me. In our culture, I would have torn his beating heart from his chest and presented it you, instead he incinerated himself. Is that to be seen as my fault?" Raditz pounded one bloody fist over his heart and grimaced with pain.
"I wanted to save him but the corruption was too far gone! The only thing I could have done is protect you, which I did! And yet, deep inside that hatred still lingers within you. Launch, tell me to go and I will return to my post. I will leave this planet, but if I am to ever come back it will be to destroy it." Raditz lowered his face, his shoulders shaking almost violently as he held in his emotion. His fear of what would become of him, of his love. Launch stepped forward and placed one hand on his, curling her fingers around his bloodied ones.
"Raditz...don't go, please... I know that's not what you truly want. I'll never blame you for what happened to Tien. That was none of our faults, whatever corrupted him is what killed him. You showed him mercy, I saw. You're a good man. I respect you, and our people. I may not know from first hand, but from the sound of it they were a race to be feared." She caressed his hand and came forward to rest her head on his chest as he stayed still, silent.
"I told you once before, I'll tell you again. I don't hate you, Raditz. I could never." She said, and sighed, as he relaxed his tension and placed his hand on her back tentatively.
"...Launch?" He said, searching her eyes. She nodded, and placed one hand on his cheek, stroking it.
"I've been here all along." She said, and stood on her tip toes to kiss him tenderly on the lips before tucking her chin in shyly. His eyes widened and he gazed down at her in wonder.
"I know how much you care. I know that you would never hurt us." Launch whispered.
"Never." Raditz breathed, then pulled her close to him and simply held her, staring at the violet sky washed in red and blue atmosphere. Raditz tightened his arms around her protectively and placed a firm kiss on her head as he closed his eyes, holding the one most precious thing he had ever known.
Ugh... What is that sound...? Sounds like a friggin' jack hammer... Bulma groaned, rolling over in bed.
Whiirrrrrrrrrrrt Tink! Tink! Tink! Waaaaaaappp-p-ptttttt
"Hey! Shut that goddamned thing off!" She bellowed into her pillow, as tiny pebbles hit the window and the side of the house. Bulma growled even louder and pushed herself up out of bed, feeling slightly dizzy.
"What the hell?" She wondered aloud, looking down at herself still fully dressed, and at the shoes placed neatly by the side of the bed.
"How did I get here...? Why do I remember being on a date with Vegeta? That's totally impossible--!" Her eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth. The entirety of her day came rushing back as her mind cleared from its temporary intoxication.
"T-That's right, we kissed again! Well, I kissed him this time... guess that means we're even?" She mumbled to herself, her cheeks turning pink. Her stomach growled loudly for sustanence and hydration, and fast as she looked down at it. Bulma got up and fished around in her purse for the capsule with the lobster in it and walked downstairs to the kitchen, somehow she felt even more odd knowing that it wasn't just a dream.
Bunny was standing in the kitchen, humming to herself as she was piling cold cut sandwiches atop one another in a large mound, wearing her gardening clothes and a large sun hat.
"What are you doing, momma? Didn't the gardener come today? I wish he wouldn't mow so close to my window!" She said, opening the capsule and taking the lobster out to microwave it for herself.
"Oh, hi sweetie! No, he couldn't make it today! I've got someone else to do it. Could you bring him his reward for such a job well done?" She said, smiling blissfully as she poured two tall glasses of ice water for Bulma and the mysterious gardener.
"Uh, sure... I guess?" Bulma said with a shrug, and hefted it up, then on second thought she brought her lobster out too so she could sit outside and get some fresh air.
Bulma pushed the door open with her arm and walked over to the patio, setting the many sandwiches on the table. She heard the lawnmower switch off and then sputter, with a bang. She turned quickly to the sound to see Vegeta leaning over the lawnmower with a frustrated expression, as it smoked profusely from the engine. He shook his head and aimed one hand at it, blowing it to tiny pieces with a quick ki blast, then stomped them into dust.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing!? Who said you could destroy our lawnmower!?"
"This wretched contraption couldn't keep up with my speed! Next time, I'll just cut the grass with my ki." He said, cocking his head at her with a roll of his eyes. Then, his nostril twitched as he scented the aroma of sandwiches wafting his way. Bulma gave him a speculative gaze as he made his way over then started shovelling them in at a rapid pace, his skin dewy with perspiration and dirt.
"So you're our gardener for the day, huh? How the heck did mom convince you to do that? Don't tell me she bribed you?"
Bulma said with narrowing eyes, as she pulled off a lobster leg and sucked the flesh out. He grimaced at her with an expression of disgust and moved his platter of sandwiches to the other side of the table.
"I would assume you'd prefer not to have your lunatic mother pulverized into tiny pieces attempting to control that grass-eating contraption... and gods, that crustacean smells rancid! It smells like Raditz's boots after we trudged through the decaying marshes of Grüdpa!" He said with a snort, forcing the fishy smell out harshly then stuffing more sandwiches in his face to attempt to mask the scent.
Bulma giggled, and dangled the lobster claw by his nose. He brushed her hand away with a growl and continued to make the many sandwiches dissapear down his black hole of a stomach, until Bulma had finished her food and was taking a long sip of water. Vegeta brushed the crumbs off himself and sighed, then took his glass of water and downed it, before peeling off his sweat drenched shirt, rubbing the ice on his brow.
"Your planet gets relatively hot, I must say it's invigorating. I prefer the heat over the cold, although it takes a lot to affect my hearty constitution." He said, seeming less agitated now that his belly was full and the source of the fishy scent was gone. Bulma sighed contentedly and crossed her legs on the patio chair, stretching and wiggling her toes.
"I love the heat, it makes me want to go swimming! Hey! We could go visit Master Roshi, and your friend there, Raditz!" She said chipperly, looking to him with hopeful enthusiasm. Vegeta rested one elbow on the table and scooped another ice cube from the cup, rubbing it on his throat and closing his eyes. Bulma found her eyes drawn to how it melted almost immediately when it made contact with his skin, then dripped down and parted the fine particles of dirt on his chest.
"Visit Raditz...? Hn, he's probably healed fully by now. Also, he is not my 'friend', but I suppose I could... I do have private matters to discuss with him." He said offhandedly, and shrugged.
"Really?! You would go with me, Vegeta?" She asked happily, leaning over and clasping her hands together before her chest. He exhaled sharply and tore his eyes away from her bulging cleavage the best he could.
"I warn you though, you cannot wear that orange concubine swimming outfit from before. Raditz is a vile-minded lecher." He spat, crossing his arms.
Bulma giggled and nodded, "That's ok, I have lots of other bathing suits. I guess maybe I am getting a bit too curvy for that one..." She said, and winked at him.
He shook his head and looked down, staring at her toes as they sparkled in the sunlight. Bulma watched curiously as he tilted his head; admiring the dazzling rainbow reflects from her glitter nail polish. The shade of the parasol above darkened his features as they danced across his skin. Bulma recognized his far-off gaze, much like the way he looked at the ruby necklace the first time they met.
"Vegeta?"
He blinked and put both of her feet in his lap, poking at her toes.
"How did your toenails gain this strange, sparkling blue anomaly? It's... fascinating..." He said dreamily, watching the sparkle with almost glassy eyes. Bulma shivered when he stroked the bottom of her foot with one finger, then lifted it as if appraising it's size and weight.
"Uhhh... It's called nail polish..." She managed to say, before he tweaked one toe, then backed away as if startled.
"I painted them blue, Vegeta! What's gotten into you!?"
He glanced up at her quickly and smirked almost devilishly as she attempted to pull them away, with no success as he gripped her delicate ankles carefully.
She laid perfectly still and gulped as he released them and his hands hovered over her feet, his fingers twiddling eagerly; almost like a child gazing at a new toy on christmas day with his dark eyes, sparkling.
"Vegeta...?" Bulma felt her face growing warm as he stroked the tops of her feet, grinning, then inspected her nails once more, and took both feet and lifted them to look at them again.
"Do you... have a foot fetish?" She said suspiciously, then giggled as he stroked his hands down the pink soles of her feet.
"I am just...curious, I suppose..." He mused quietly, then scooted closer and lifted one of her legs to rest on his shoulder, while he inspected the other foot resting on his lap, playing with it.
"I have to warn you, I am very tickilish... So if you tickle me right now, I'm not liable for where my foot goes.." She warned, holding back a giggle as he still had that adorably inquisitive expression on his face.
"How do you walk in those stilts with these tiny feet? Doesn't it hurt?" He said, and rubbed her foot, pressing his thumbs into the tender areas.
"My feet are killing me... Ohh..." She found herself moaning as his expert fingers worked out the tension, and closed her eyes. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment... Vegeta concentrated on massaging the one foot, then the other until Bulma was silly putty in the lawn chair, lightly dozing off as he watched her with a small smile.
"Get up, woman. We're going."
Her head turned lazily and she blinked, smiling blissfully.
"I don't want to move... Mr. Magic Fingers..." She said sleepily, and Vegeta chuckled, "I'm glad you like my skillful digits, although I don't quite understand my sudden fascination." He said, and tilted his head, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
"Kami, you are the perfect man..." Bulma moaned with exaggeration. Vegeta's eyebrows quirked up, then he grinned cockily.
"Not just any man, Woman. A Saiyan Prince."
"Ok, Mr. Perfect Saiyan Prince..." She said, then giggled as she wiggled her toes, admiring her own feet and blushing at how pretty he thought they were. For whatever reason, the way he admired her feet, and massaged them with such concentration made her feel oddly comforted; as if she were just so fragile and dainty to him. He must not have found her feet at all disgusting if he could massage them so thoroughly of his own volition.
"You know, you're way better at that than the ladies at the nail salon. Those strong hands do wonders." She sighed, and got to her feet, still feeling like jello.
"I can't imagine what it would be like to get a full body massage from you... must be heaven..." She sighed, and walked past him with a passing gaze, her half lidded eyes taking in his chiseled upper body and lingering there appreciatively. He swallowed as he watched her pass by, feeling his heart rate increasing from the way her eyes had lingered on him so lustfully.
Why is everything about this female so enticing...? He lifted one hand to wipe his brow and caught the scent on his hand, and inhaled. It was like ripe strawberries, so cloyingly sweet and heavy that he shuddered, closing his eyes.
That's what it is. Her scent! It made me act foolish... but it didn't feel wrong...? Likewise, she seemed to be very pleased by my actions.
He inhaled deeply and followed that sweet, luscious scent, until he was indoors. His senses honed in on her trail like a bloodhound. He followed the heavy musk until his feet carried his body without his own volition; then he thrust open the door to her bedroom.
Bulma was standing by the dresser, holding an article of clothing in one hand. But it wasn't that which held his attention with a rapt gaze. He took in the sight of her pale, smooth flesh glowing in the sunlight; her many curves and divots, shadowy and soft. She wore pale pink lace undergarments so thin and delicate that the rosy soft buds of her nipples were visible, as Vegeta slowly approached her.
Bulma froze in place, captivated by his intense gaze that seemed to ensnare her with its pull, until she slowly backed away as he advanced until she was pressed against the wall. Bulma was trapped between Vegeta's thick, vascular arms as rested his palms flat to the wall.
An inch of air thick with tension hung between them, as his eyes travelled down, and back up again hungrily. Bulma quivered, feeling her knees want to give from the intense heat of his stare.
"V-Vegeta... I was... getting changed..." She whispered. Bulma's reaction had been so slow that even she didn't comprehend how it had happened, in fact-- she had barely resisted.
The corner of his lip twitched into a devilish smirk, then he trailed one finger down her throat, to her collar bone and leaned closer until she could feel his hot breath on her. He was taking in her heady scent of ripe strawberries, crisp ocean breeze, luscious azure Xenoba blossoms.
Bulma gasped as his tounge darted out and traced along the fullness of her breast, then stopped, then he tugged on the lace with his teeth. There was a rumbling, deep sound vibrating through him and into her that sent shivers through every nerve in her body. Bulma gulped for air and it took every ounce of her self control to bury her hands in his thick raven hair and clutch his head, pulling it away from her breast carefully.
"I don't think that this is very appropriate... I'd like you to go." She whispered softly, and looked down into his eyes that had darkened with his lust until crimson shadows formed beneath his dark eyelashes.
"Please, we don't know each other like that yet. I'm sorry..." She whispered, then the scent of fresh cut grass wafted into the window and he suddenly stiffened; scenting the sharp, earthy aroma of it. Vegeta backed away quickly all of the sudden, looking around the room frantically.
How... How did I get here!? I was outside... Last I knew, I was following her through the door...
"No, no, I shouldn't have!" He said, then backed out of the room and turned away, and was gone. Bulma sunk against the wall and let out a long shuddering sigh, then placed one hand on her breast where her heart was beating erratically. What just happened...?
Staring down at a plate of fish and rice, was a frazzled looking woman with dark circles under her large, ebony eyes. She slumped her shoulders and sighed heavily, puffing her lower lip out and pouting.
"What's wrong? Not your cup of tea? I can have Yajiobe cook up something different, perhaps you'd prefer poultry?" Korin said, after polishing off his portion, then licking his paws clean. Chi-Chi shook her head, then pushed around the rice on her plate and ate a mouthful, deciding it wasn't too bad. She continued to eat while staring out at the violet sky that had only seemed to get darker and more foreboding as the days passed.
"Don't tell me you're giving up?" Korin said, sipping a cup of warm chai tea with extra milk. She shook her head, no.
"Well, I'm not exactly a genius on the female brain, you'd have to consult my friend Master Roshi on that." Korin said with a small shrug, twisting his whiskers.
"No thanks." Chi-Chi said, and glared at him, frowning as she pulled a fish bone from her teeth. The fat ronin may have liked to eat, but that didn't at all enhance his ability to cook.
Korin sighed, "Listen lady, whatever it is ya' got on your mind is affecting your speed. I thought you woulda' had my dragon ball and been on your way by now, but you've been moving as slow as a snail. That's no fun, so if you ever want a chance to get that ball, I'd advise you fess up!" He said, tapping his wooden staff on the table. Chi-Chi pushed her plate away and rinsed the deplorable taste of it out of her mouth with water before speaking, then let out an irritated sigh.
"First of all, you can't expect me to eat this garbage and be at my best! Second, I'm not even sure I want the damn thing now."
She said lowly, crossing her arms.
"Don't want it? It's what you came all this way for." Korin said, puzzled.
Chi-Chi sighed and rested her chin in her hand, frustrated.
"Well, it's a long story... But I just don't know what I'm going to do anymore..." Chi-Chi lowered her head, deep in thought.
"I thought I wanted to wish for my son, Gohan to be human. But would that be worth Goku's life? I feel like I'm betraying him by wishing for such a thing, but..."
Chi-Chi shook her head, loathing her own selfishness. "I'm a horrible mother and wife! I just wish I could have both!" She cried out, pulling on the long locks of hair that framed her face.
Korin contemplated on this, pacing back and forth before the balcony, tapping the floor in time with each step.
"The Eternal Dragon will only grant one wish, as I'm sure you know. You have to choose, risk your son's life to see your husband again, or risk your son becoming a beast and destroying everything you hold dear? Either way, the outlook is grim." Korin mused, looking up at the violet sky, gazing wistfully at the celestials, then smirking.
Chi-Chi's head rested on the table as she sobbed, feeling hopeless.
"I--I just don't know what to do!" She cried, wailing so loud that Korin flattened his ears to his skull.
"Calm down, it's not the end of the world. You still have time to decide, after all we have two in our possession already, and you have an entire year to make your wish before Goku's resurrection window closes."
Chi-Chi's head lifted, and she nodded, feeling slightly quieted.
Korin strolled over to the table and opened the small pitcher from which steam billowed, and poured her a cup of the creamy tea mixture.
"Here, drink this. It will help you relax. A calm mind is a powerful mind." He handed her the cup and led her to rest by the balcony to look out at the marvelous sky.
Chi-Chi sipped the tea and sighed, feeling it warm her belly.
"Now, let's think of this in a logical sense, before we allow our emotions to overwhelm our senses. You love your husband, your child, correct?" Korin said gently, watching as Chi-Chi's head popped up and she nearly spit out her tea.
"Of course I do!" She said in disbelief, appalled that he would even question such a thing.
"As expected. The thing is, I always had a hunch Goku wasn't... quite human. That tail; although it's normal for me, it's highly uncommon for a human." He thought aloud, strolling back and forth as Chi-Chi listened, sipping her tea with large, saddened eyes.
"And his strength... whew! I couldn't have him as a student any longer, when he came back to me and asked for more training for the 22nd martial arts tournament, I had to refuse. I couldn't have the entire tower collapsed from his ridiculous strength!"
"Even before the 23rd Martial Arts tournament...? That's when I fought Goku." Chi-Chi said, somewhat distracted from her sadness by the memory that was in her mind, quite romantic. Her cheeks turned pink as she sipped her tea, causing Korin to pause and twitch his tail in confusion.
"You...fought Goku?"
"Yes, we sparred many times just for fun!" She said, smiling, then allowed it to slowly fall into a frown. Korin nodded, placing his paws behind his back.
"It makes sense that a strong girl like you would catch his eye. That explains a lot, as a matter of a fact. Would you say, if Goku weren't as strong, and were perhaps... exceptionally smart, instead, would you have still fallen for him?" Korin asked, turning to eye her as she stared into the swirling cream in her tea, furrowing her brows.
"Would I... if he were smart instead...?" She contemplated, stumped by the question. Chi-Chi tried to imagine Goku if he were a scholar. Instead of the orange and blue gi, perhaps he would wear a scratchy tweed blazer, large glasses and a goofy tie. But he would be so smart, he could provide for the family like never before. Perhaps instead of living in the country, they'd live in the city, close to his laboratory.
"Hard decision, eh? I'll let you think on it, I don't expect you to answer right away. I want you to think long and hard on your answer. Think of it, as life or death. So even if the answer you have is deplorable; you must answer truthfully if you wish to save the lives of your family and friends." Korin said sternly, then reached behind him and held the dragon ball up to the sun, admiring the glow of it as the red stars made shadows on his face.
"Right... I'll give it some thought." She said, and set her empty tea cup on the ledge.
"That doesn't mean I've given up on getting that ball, though, because either way, it's going to be mine!" She suddenly challenged, going into her fighting stance by reflex. Talking about fighting, about her family and friends sake; had awakened her determination once again. That, and the strong caffeine in the tea.
Korin chuckled softly and hopped up on the ledge, tickling past her nose with a sneaky tail as he did laps around the circumference of the tower.
"You're not scared of heights, are ya?" He teased as he whipped past her. Chi-Chi smirked, and followed behind quickly, ner nimble legs balancing carefully as she chased after the bouncing cat flitting all about, with the sparkling dragon ball as her persuasion.
This is it, my chance to redeem myself for all my wrongs! To get stronger, to become wiser from my mistakes!
Tien thought with a smile, as he floated down to the small planet that was so incredibly tiny, the car and house on it looked even larger in comparison. Tien flew down quickly and landed on the green grass, looking around excitedly. All around him was chaos, as people ran past him, huffing for a moment before realizing that he was standing there. Tien was knocked on his back by a orange blur, and landed on the grass with a surprised grunt.
The blur skidded to a stop, then whirled around. Tien blinked up as he met eyes with Goku, and let out a huff of air. The gravity on this planet was slightly denser, not enough to send him to his knees, but enough that he was having trouble standing.
"Hi Tien! How did you get here?" Goku said, pulling him up easily. Tien heard an echo of his name, then Chiaotzu and Krillin appeared as well, gasping for breath.
"Well, I'd rather not say if that's ok with you. Where are we?" He said, as he stood and brushed grass off himself.
"Tien!" Chiaotzu said happily, and flew to him, hugging his leg enthusiastically.
"A newcomer, eh? King Yemma's been surprisingly lenient these last few days." An odd voice with a heavy lisp came from behind him, and Tien turned to see the fat, light blue man with black sunglasses and a black hat. He bowed at the waist, in greeting.
"What an honor it is to be your student, King Kai." Tien said, then stood. The fat alien laughed, then strolled over closer, a chimpanzee trailing by his side.
"Student!? Who said you were my student?" He laughed, and Tien's expression grew somber.
"Oh, my apologies... I was under the impression that's why I was sent here. I'll be leaving, if that's the case." He said, frowning. Chaiotzu tugged on his arm and looked up at him with his large, pleading eyes.
"You can't leave, Tien! You just got here!"
King Kai turned his back on him and sighed, as he looked out at the sky.
"All of you are here because of one reason. I'm sure you recall, his name is Raditz. From what I have seen, these saiyans are no good... " King Kai said, shaking his head.
"No!" Tien cried out, and ran to King Kai's side. "That's not true! Raditz is good!" He said, and placed his hand on his shoulder. King Kai jumped, turning around quickly.
"Good!? Are you crazy!?"
Goku came up quickly and scratched his head, seeming confused.
"Wait, King Kai. Let's hear Tien out! I have a hunch that he may be onto something..." He said, his amiable features turning stern.
Krillin snorted, "Those Saiyans are NO good! None of them! They're evil, murderers, the lot of them! I say, we get stronger, so we can go back and get revenge!" He huffed, crossing his arms.
King Kai harrumphed as well, shaking his head. "All of you, place one hand on me. I can see what's going on in the other worlds, if necessary. I'll show you, just how bad this Raditz guy really is!"
They all obliged, and focused intently on the picture coming to mind. The first thing they saw was Kame House, then, the two figures sitting outside. As the picture got closer, all their eyes widened individually as they saw just in fact what Raditz was doing. He was laying on a reclining beach chair, wearing nothing but a skimpy pair of underwear, picking segments of pineapple lazily off the fruit. Blonde Launch lazed beside him on the lawn chair in a green bikini, half snoozing on his chest as he fed her pieces of fruit.
"Wha... What are they doing?" Goku asked, feeling puzzled.
"He's just... laying there?" Krillin said, equally as confused.
King Kai's blue cheeks flushed pink as they all looked over his shoulder intently.
Tien frowned, feeling conflicted. The pose they were in was very comfortable looking, and very close. If he wasn't mistaken, they looked like lovers, as they cuddled together under the warm sun.
"I've... seen enough. It doesn't feel right watching them like this." He shook his head.
"Well, his current activity doesn't tell us much, but it's at least a slight relief to see he's not currently harming anyone." King Kai said, and cut off the picture.
"What about the other Saiyan, Vegeta?" Krillin said, with a snarling tone.
"Ok... Vegeta... Where are you?" King Kai said, twitching his antennae.
They watched as Capsule Corporation came into the picture, and all gasped.
"Bulma!" Goku cried out, clutching his shoulder harder.
"Ouch! Just wait a minute, it's coming in."
Goku gulped nervously, feeling worried for his friend. The building grew closer, then they entered, to where they saw Bulma and Vegeta standing downstairs in a laboratory, looking at a small screen, seemingly getting along for the most part.
"What the heck are they doing?" Goku said, leaning in closer. King Kai grunted as they all leaned in to see what was on the little screen, curious.
"Get back! I can't breathe!" He said, and they moved back an inch, eyes still peeled on the Saiyan's strange activity.
"Vegeta!" Bulma groaned with annoyance, as he shook his head stubbornly.
"I won't wear that! You cannot expect me to demean myself in that ridiculous garb!" He said, snorting with abhorrence.
"Red, blue or black, Vegeta!? Just tell me your favorite color! Or else you're wearing pink!" She screamed back, and put her finger over the button to select the pink swim trunks.
"No!" He bellowed, and began wrestling her finger away, as Bulma laughed and practically let him tackle her to the ground, giggling as the machine made a whirring sound and began to print out the pink shorts.
"No! Change it! Fix it now, Woman!" Vegeta cried out, almost with a tone of fear as the pink fabric came into sight.
"Not until you tell me your favorite color!" She demanded, kicking and squirming all around as he tried to restrain her.
"He's going to hurt Bulma!" Goku growled, and his ki rose angrily as he watched the two struggling for dominance on the floor. Tien's cheeks flushed slightly pink as he watched, then looked to Goku with a sour face.
"I don't think Bulma minds, Goku..."
"Huh!?" He responded, and they looked back in on the strange activities the two were engaged in. Bulma had now grabbed the pink shorts and was struggling with Vegeta's pants as he looked down with equally as flushed cheeks, not even noticing her demented expression as she cackled evilly.
"You're going to wear these, whether you like it or not!" She said, and everyone backed up an inch at seeing Vegeta's heated gaze on her.
"Uhh, let's just say he's getting on fine!" Tien said, shaking King Kai's shoulder.
"Wait, let's see what he does next..." Krillin said, suspiciously.
They watched as Vegeta reclined back and practically submitted to Bulma's torture, looking quite obviously down her dress as she finally got his pants undone.
"There! Ha!" She said, and started tugging to reveal his boxers.
"Wait! My favorite color is blue! Blue!" Vegeta suddenly said, grabbing her wrists quickly so she would stop pulling before something sprung out to greet her. She stood up and sighed, laughing.
"You could have just told me that, silly!" She said, and tossed the pink shorts into the shredder.
Vegeta buttoned up his pants and stood beside her, watching with veiled amazement as the blue swim trunks came out of the machine.
"Ok... Well, that was odd. But I guess we can see that he's not doing so bad, either." King Kai said, cutting off the connection.
"These Saiyans sure seem to be comfortable on Earth, looks like they're a bit, uh...distracted at the moment..." King Kai commented, clearing his throat awkwardly.
Goku furrowed his brows, still puzzled. "But, why would Bulma try to take off Vegeta's pants like that? You don't think..." He said, his eyebrows raising with his delayed reaction. Krillin quickly covered his friend's mouth and shook his head.
"No! Don't be ridiculous, Goku! Bulma's just, I dunno, distracting him! Like he said!" He said, flustered. Krillin was surprised by Bulma's forwardness, but she had always been attracted to bad boys, if he recalled correctly... But she was smart, he was sure she could hold her own.
"Wait! There's one more! Nappa!" Krillin said, snapping out of his conflicted thoughts.
"Yeah, Nappa! That was the worst one!" Tien said, and King Kai nodded, obliging them to see what the last Saiyan was currently up to.
"Alright, Let's see... Nappa, Nappa..." King Kai hummed, his antennaes twitching. He made an irritated sound and tried harder, the blue appendages practically vibrated with the intense strain. They at last saw a picture coming into to view, the abandoned beach of East City. There was a blurred anomaly in the cliff wall, where King Kai continued to strain to see.
"What is this? I can't seem to break through..." He grunted, straining harder. The picture blurred again, then there was a pop as his antennae seemed to crackle with electricity, and they were all tossed on their backs from the force of the resistance. King Kai panted heavily as he got up, rubbing his burnt antennae.
"That's never happened before! I should be able to see into the wall!" He said with frustration, as the others got up and looked to another with confusion.
"Wait...I'm getting something..." He muttered, his mouth turned down as he focused again on the picture.
"Kami! What are you doing there!?" He asked, and they all placed their hands on him to see what was going on. They seemed baffled as they looked on, and saw the green Namekian known as Piccolo. He moved his lips, and when he spoke his voice was doubled.
"King Kai, what brings your vision to Earth?" He responded, from where he was crouched, hidden in some brush.
"I have the warriors of Earth here like you asked. Goku, Krillin, Chiaotzu and Tien are all here. We're trying to see what that Saiyan, Nappa is up to. Can you see what he's doing down there?" King Kai said, seemingly he knew more of the situation than they had been aware of.
"Good," He responded. "I'm trying to figure that out for myself. There is a dark magic at play here, something only I could possibly understand. I'm not sure that they'll make it back in time. At the moment, the Saiyans seem to be making their move." Piccolo and Kami whispered, earning odd glances from everyone.
"The cause for the misalignment of the Planets is the magic of a Gemini. They've taken one of my own captive and ensnared his magic. At this moment, there is nothing we can do to stop the eclipse from coming. It's all up to him. The one named Nappa." He said, seriously. King Kai balked, but then relented. Kami was not the kind to make up stories.
"So, it's out of our hands for the time being." He said, soberly.
"Yes. For the time. Prepare the warriors, North Kai. I will watch over Earth from here. And Goku, Gohan is doing well." He said, some of Piccolo's voice drowning out Kami's.
"Gohan! He's ok! And Chi-Chi?" He said, hopeful.
"She left, with the dragon ball. Presumably, to wish you back. I did not stop her." He said, blinking.
Goku smiled, "Alright! But wait, can you tell her something for me?" He asked, suddenly looking urgent. Piccolo paused, sighing with irritation.
"What is it? I need to get back to business." He snapped, then Goku looked to King Kai and whispered in his ear. He nodded, and relayed the message to Kami before the connection cut out.
They all looked to one another, and followed as King Kai walked with his hands clasped behind his back.
"It seems the situation is more dire than we could have prepared for, boys. But that doesn't mean that your strength won't be needed in the future." He said, turning serious.
"Does that mean that I can stay?" Tien asked, hesitant. King Kai stopped in his tracks dramatically, twiddling his fingers.
"Perhaps... But, on one condition..." He said, a wry grin creeping onto his features.
Tien looked on, expectantly.
"Yes...? Anything, Master!" He said clasping his hands together eagerly.
"You must... make me laugh." King Kai said with a grin, and turned to face Tien. He balked, puzzled.
"That's all? Make you laugh? There's no trials, no tests of strength?" He asked, in disbelief.
"Nope. Do you think you're up to the task?" He asked, raising one fleshy brow.
"Uh, Is this really necessary? How is this going to help me train??" Tien said, becoming frustrated.
"It's not, but it will please me. Now. Give it your best shot." Kai said, smirking. Tien frowned, looking down at his feet.
Jokes were not his strong suit, in fact, he couldn't recall if he had ever even told one once in his entire life. Tien twisted his mouth around, wracking his brain for something that could possibly be laughable...
"Ok. Why did the chicken cross the street?" He said, hopeful.
"To get to the other side. Next!" Kai said, with a disapproving snort. Tien looked to the others for help, then thought of another.
"Knock Knock," Tien said.
"Whose there?" Kai replied, sighing.
"Leaf!"
"Leaf who?"
"Leaf me alone and stop knocking on the door!" Tien said, shouting.
King Kai froze in place, his upper lip quivering. He almost laughed, but not quite. Tien looked to the others for help again, and they huddled together and whispered.
"What? How is that funny? I don't get it." He said, then walked up to him again, his eyes meeting his with a glint of challenge.
"You can tune a piano... but you can't tune a fish!" He shouted, and King Kai stiffened once again, this time his cheeks turned red and tears formed at the corners of his eyes before he burst out in laughter.
"Yes! I did it!" Tien said, and the others all patted him on the back and hugged him in congratulations as King Kai rolled across the ground laughing uncontrollably.
"I still don't get why that was so funny, but it worked." Tien said, with a shrug. King Kai finally got his wits back, and stood up, still giggling a little here and there.
"Alright, you got me! Tien, here's what I want you to do. My first test for you all, is to catch Bubbles!" He said, and the others all nodded. They had already been trying before Tien interrupted.The chimpanzee stepped forward, scratching his rear.
"That shouldn't be much of a challenge." Tien said, then turned to watch in surprise as the monkey took off, and everyone else with it, once again knocking him down onto his rear.
He sat up and rubbed his head, groaning.
"This is about to be the hardest training I've ever done. And not in the traditional sense."
There was an earth shaking roar that shook to the very foundation of the rock ledge he was standing on, as Gohan challenged the dinosaur that had been tormenting him at last.
"L-Listen here, you! I've had it with you! I'm going to teach you a lesson!" The angry little boy shouted, unsheathing his sword. The T-Rex charged forward, and as he did the rock began to fall away from beneath his weight. Gohan jumped up into the air easily, landing atop its head and giving it a good crack on the base of its skull.
The T-Rex's eyes rolled back dazedly, then it slowly fell forward. Gohan took the opportunity to hack off a thick segment of it's already chopped off tail. He jumped down, holding the meat over his head as the dinosaur fell off the cliff.
"Oh well, I s'pose that's what he gets for being a big meanie. Man, I'm starving! This will make a great meal!" Gohan said, as he turned and strolled away, holding the round slice of meat like it was nothing.
"I hope Mr. Piccolo will be back in time for dinner, I can't wait to show him this!"
"This may not end well, I'm warning you, Woman." Vegeta said lowly, as he carried her over the vast stretch of ocean to reach Kame Island.
"Oh, don't be so negative! It'll be good for you to see your old buddy! I can't wait for you to meet everyone, I hope the whole gang is there!" She said excitedly, clinging around his neck and watching the water quickly rush by. Vegeta narrowed his eyes, sniffing sharply then grimacing.
"No, only two." He said, not commenting on how or why he knew there were specifically two. Bulma looked up at him, puzzled by his disgusted expression. She didn't have the time to comment though, before they landed in the warm sand and she jumped out of his arms to run towards the house.
"Hey! Is anybody home?" Bulma yelled excitedly, running over in a dark blue bikini that was perhaps only slightly less revealing than the orange one, and it matched Vegeta's swim trunks and white tank top quite well, along with her small white modesty skirt that covered up very little. Bulma was nearly stopped in her tracks as Vegeta zipped in front of her, looking down at the couple sprawled on the chair, snoring. He took one fist and cruelly pounded it on Raditz's shin, causing the sleeping Saiyan to grunt and open his eyes a small amount.
"Wake up, third-class!" He snapped, with a nasty tone that made Bulma look over with a scolding glare.
"Give me a fucking minute, your 'Royal Highness'..." He murmured groggily, pulling Launch to him closer and sniffing her hair. She opened one eye a crack and mumbled contentedly, then closed it again.
"Launch?" Bulma asked, tapping her on the shoulder.
"He said give us a goddamned minute, sheesh!" She growled back, baring her teeth.
Bulma and Vegeta both flinched back, looking to one another with their shared surprise. The other two at last stood up, visibly having been indulgent in one too many alcoholic beverages, as Vegeta pinched his nose shut.
"Gods, you smell like rancid fermented malt and rodent!" He snorted, spitting out the scent. Launch walked over and gave both of them a once over, her tail coming out from behind her and moving around curiously. Raditz followed, his hands resting on her shoulders protectively as he made a low growl in Vegeta's direction.
"Lower your hackles, Raditz! Your female reeks like decaying vermin! Where did you get this female? She smells terrible!" He said, still covering his nose. Raditz smirked, running his hand through her hair and grinning down at her.
"She found me. This little female is half Saiyan, half Gemini. She nursed me back to health, and she has exceptional healing abilities." He bragged, as Launch blushed towards Bulma, who looked on in wonder.
"You claimed her, didn't you? That's why she reeks like you... and another male's musk, her father." He said seriously, with a grimace. The two exchanged a long glance, then Raditz let Launch out of his grasp to go talk with Bulma, as the two men walked away to speak privately.
Bulma sat down beside Launch on the lawn chairs, admiring her friend's new furry appendage, but too squeamish to actually touch it.
"Soo... tell me all the deets, Launch! How long have you been banging that hunk?!" Bulma whispered, and Launch shook her blonde locks with a husky laugh, pouring the two of them glasses of spiced rum Mai Tais.
"Well, I personally, haven't actually gone that far yet, but you would not believe what I saw the other day... " She said with a low chuckle, darting her eyes. Bulma nodded, eager to hear. She whispered in the other girl's ear for a minute, causing her to gasp with surprise, then they both giggled, taking another sip of their drinks.
"What about you and shorty there, or is he too much of a buzzkill?" Launch said lowly, elbowing her. Bulma smirked, then whispered back in her ear. Launch burst out laughing with a snort, almost spitting out her drink.
Vegeta and Raditz glanced from their peripheral at the two females, then back to one another. The two of them stood across one another, with Vegeta having to shamefully crane his neck up to meet the taller Saiyan's eyes. They seemed to be in a long staring contest, or trying to kill another with their eyes as Bulma and Launch returned their attention on the odd exchange.
"What the hell are they doing?! I thought he wanted to talk to him?" Bulma said, nudging the blonde at her side.
"Oh, Raditz is like that sometimes. I don't get it! Yours too?" She said, shaking her head.
"Yeah! It's like he forgot how to talk! He just sits there, with his eyes closed!" Bulma remarked; not comprehending the odd Saiyan behavior that was most noticeably male.
"Stubborn! That's what he is!" Launch snorted. They both leaned back in their chairs, sipping on their drinks as they watched the show playing out before them.
Raditz glared down at the shorter Saiyan, his eyes travelling, examining the blue swim shorts, the strange gold necklace. Vegeta looked down and raised one brow incredulously at Raditz's choice of clothing.
Couldn't you spare me the sight of your hideous undercarriage? Don't tell me your female made you wear that as some sick mating ritual! Vegeta said telepathically.
You're no better, what is that? Jewelry? Did yours dress you? Raditz retorted back.
She is not my female! The blue haired female is my ward. She is royalty. Vegeta growled back, curling his lip.
Ah, I see. Just your type. Entitled. She reeks of your scent. Have you been rubbing on her? Raditz teased back.
No! Rubbing...? Why? Should I be doing that? Vegeta darted his eyes away, suddenly bashful.
We can speak further on that later, if you wish. Raditz chuckled softly, and rested one hand flat on his shoulder.
You've already begun to claim her, whether that was your intention or not, Prince Vegeta. She is a fine female. Now, why have you come here? Surely not just to flaunt your new acquisition?
Vegeta shrugged away Raditz's hand, brushing his shoulder off.
Do not presume to touch me, third class. There are more pressing matters we must speak of that are more urgent than females. It's about... Frieza. And... other things, I'm sure you recall, where that female's blood hails from?
Raditz nodded, glancing at Launch.
Yes, I know. I have things to discuss with you as well. Of the Gemini, I have some information that may be of some concern. I've taken care of the main threat. He said, crossing his arms and looking down at Vegeta with a smirk.
Not quite. There's more. Why don't you tell me over a spar? Or are you much too inebriated to match hands with your superior? Vegeta sneered, cocking his head as the two began to rise up slowly into the air.
I am unaffected by the human's intoxicants, I think you'll find that I am much stronger than the last time we fought. Raditz grinned, tilting his chin back cockily.
Oh? Is that what that revolting scar is? Vegeta answered, before they met one another's fists, clashing together in the air, causing Launch and Bulma to look up and gasp.
"I take it that means they're getting along...?" Bulma said, looking to Launch.
"Must be. Let's go take a dip, whew, I'm hot!" She exclaimed, fanning her face.
Bulma chuckled, "Are you sure it's the heat, or are you hot and bothered?" She said, waggling one eyebrow suggestively.
"Sheesh! Get your mind outta the gutter!" Launch said, standing and smiling at Bulma as the other girl removed her white skirt.
"You're going to have to enlighten me on all the fun things you can do with that tail..." She said, and Launch pushed her shoulder playfully as they walked to the shore.
"Females," Vegeta scoffed, as he buried his fist in Raditz's cheek. He darted to the side as Raditz sent his own back into his sternum, rocketing him backward.
"You're distracted, Your Highness..." He sneered, then his eyes lit with enthusiasm as Vegeta rose his ki up.
"Never!" He growled, and surged towards him.