"Now, now, everybody, please sit and relax!" Bunny said sweetly, in her usual manner, her head cocked to the side with upturned eyes, as the corner of her mouth slightly twitched; keeping her frown back as Yamcha, Puar and the old Turtle Hermit came and sat down.
I sure hope Bulma knows what's best for her! She'd better kick Yamcha to the curb, I want her to have beautiful grandbabies with that hunk, Vegeta!
Bunny beamed brightly, waiting until everyone was seated in the bright, grassy dinosaur room, where there was no eclipse; only bright, artificial lighting emulating the environment of the paleozoic age. Once even the old Turtle that always seemed to be around the old man was seated on the rustic wooden picnic table, with a red and white checkerboard tablecloth, she set down a large pitcher of sweet iced tea, and a tray of finger sandwiches for everyone. 'Bunny' Panchy Briefs was always the perfect hostess, and the most put-together woman of her age, with a white 50's housewife dress on with blue polka dots and a scoop neck, and a matching blue ascot around her neck.
"Panchy, dear, do you remember having any side effects from the pregnancy medication I made for you, oh, 27 years ago?"
"Dad!" Bulma yelled, blushing brightly at the mention of her age, and the fact that those two had to actually... be intimate...to conceive her and Tights.
"Ugh! Blech, give me some tea to wash the taste of vomit out of my mouth!" She scowled, put into a bad mood by Yamcha's googly eyes watching her every move, as he complimented her hair, her armour, and snivelled at her heels all the way until they reached the dinosaur room.
The small blue cat on his shoulder looked irritated, his tail whipping back and forth, hitting his master's cheek, as he and Scratch eyed one another, and growled lowly.
"Hush, kitty. It's just your old acquaintance, Puar! You recognize him, surely." The doctor said, patting the black cat's head to calm her down.
Puar was upset for another reason, he had bit and clawed his way to try and stop Yamcha from coming here, but his master was stubborn, and just wouldn't listen to reason.
Bunny poured the dark brewed tea, with loads of sugar, ice and lemons, into everyone's glasses as she thought about her husband's question.
"Hmm, well... My memory is sorta' fuzzy, but I could have sworn there was somethin'..."
"Hah-CHOO!" Launch bellowed, her gigantic sneeze making the dinosaurs flee; as her hair suddenly changed blue.
"Bless you! Would anyone care for some cookies? I can make a batch, or perhaps éclairs?" She asked sweetly, and Yamcha nodded, his cheeks stuffed full with sandwiches already.
"Oh! I could go for both, Mrs. Briefs! I'm starving! I spent almost a week in the hospital! Also, can you make the éclairs chocolate filled, but not with the same frosting on top? I want-" He shouted, spraying bits of food into the air as everyone flinched back. Bulma shot up from her seat, her face reddened with anger, and screamed, making Puar scrabble back into Yamcha's long, curly hair, as he paused mid sentence and cringed back from her.
"Really?! How dare you! Be lucky we didn't poison your food! Don't talk to my mother like she's a servant! You stupi-" Bulma was interrupted, as Launch sneezed again, this time more daintily.
"Ah..ah..chuu!" She sneezed, distracting everyone a moment, and thankfully making a break in the tension, as she transformed into a blonde again.
"Jeez! Bless you, Launch!" Bulma huffed, slightly irritated, but glad for the distraction.
"Gesundheit! Hmm, that's odd, do you typically have an adverse reaction towards Paleozoic pollen?" Dr. Briefs queried, pulling a Q-Tip out of his lab coat to try and take a sample from under her nose. She batted the Q-Tip away, sniffling.
"Stop it, ya crazy old man! How the hell would I know if I'm allergic to somethin' from that freakin' long ago?!" She growled, crossing her arms, then her head quirked up, as if someone had called her name, and to everyone's surprise, her emerald green eyes grew sparkly as she gasped, her hands on her blushing cheeks.
"Huh? It's Raditz! He says he needs me! Ohh, I need you too, you big, gorgeous beast! Wait, what? Vegeta needs Bulma?" She asked aloud, cocking her head with her confusion. Bulma stood quickly, hearing her and Vegeta's names, and looked at Launch with sudden urgency.
"What is it? What's he saying?" She asked, shaking the blonde, before she sniffled, and squeezed her eyes shut, sneezing directly into Bulma's face.
"BLAH-CHOOO!"
Bulma flinched, taking a napkin her mother handed to her to wipe her face, as Launch recovered, blowing her nose. Dr. Briefs pulled out a plastic bag and picked up the used tissues with tongs, before quickly stuffing them in the bag and sealing it; taking a sample of Launch's inter-nasal bacteria to analyze the culture, and in turn, determine the cause of her sneezing.
"Oh, the poor dear! She's having an allergy attack!" Bunny said, patting Launch's shoulders as she blinked blearily.
"Launch! What did Raditz say, can you answer him back?" Bulma said, shaking the blue-haired girl with a pinkened nose.
"Bulma, please. Everyone sit, I said. And Launch, no calls during lunch, I know it must be hard to resist such a handsome man, but he will have to wait until we're done." Bunny said scoldingly, and ushered her daughter to sit beside Launch, then she sat beside her husband, across from Master Roshi, Yamcha, Puar and Turtle.
"Heh, heh, sure is a fine day for a picnic!" Master Roshi said, sipping his tea.
"Great tea, Mrs. Briefs! Just delicious!" Turtle said, setting down the cup with a long sigh. She smiled and refilled the cup for the old sea turtle, then sat back and tapped her long nails on her own glass.
"So, tell us, Yamcha... What brings you here? Surely something urgent, given the circumstances." She said, not batting an eye as Yamcha stiffened a little at her blunt wording.
"Uhhh... I, uh.." He stuttered, gulping as he wiped his cheek with the sleeve of his leather jacket.
"Hm, yes, enlighten us, boy... Surely during your hospital stay, you did not suffer a concussion? I gave you strict orders not to enter the premises." Dr. Briefs said, his spectacles glinting as he straightened them on his nose.
"Uh, well... How do I begin...? Well, I fainted from receiving some really bad news. I don't know if you were aware, but...Krillin, Chiaotzu and Tien got into a fight with Launch's uh, boyfriend there, Raditz." Yamcha said with a small scowl towards Blue Launch, who flinched in response, her blue tail fluffing behind her.
Everyone looked at Launch, as she blushed brightly.
"Fine, if you must know, yes. My Raditz killed Krillin, in an avalanche. About Tien, he had something... very wrong with him. And Chiaotzu, well..." She stifled a sob, her hand to her mouth as she kept her dignity, "He self-imploded as well." She gulped, looking down at the table as all were made silent by the news.
"Oh, I'll be back. I think, m-maybe I will make those cookies after all..." Bunny said, and scampered away quickly, wiping her eyes as she remembered the charming boys who oftentimes came to raid her cupboards, but it was never an issue. She loved to cook for those sweet, polite boys, and Chiaotzu was such a great little helper in the kitchen. She sobbed as she ran away, dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.
"Gosh... I didn't know... I feel like a terrible friend, I had no idea..." Bulma sighed, and her angry expression softened towards Yamcha.
Chi-Chi's gathering the dragon balls right now to wish back Goku, so unfortunately, they will have to wait. But, I'm afraid Tien is the only one who could possibly be wished back.
"It's ok, B. Really, it had nothing to do with you, so you wouldn't possibly know. It's probably best neither of us was at the battleground." He said, and earned a bitter grimace from Master Roshi. Tien and Krillin had needed Yamcha's assistance, but he'd never shown his face, and if he did, he was plastered.
"Uh-huh...Right.." Bulma nodded, with narrowed eyes, still very suspicious of Yamcha.
"What else? Tell me the full story. I can handle it." She said with a huff, picking up a finger sandwich, and tossing the small sandwich in her mouth. She was starving, she realized, and picked up another, as Yamcha looked down at the table, and sighed.
"Well, I was drinking a lot, since things went bad between us...Turns out, I had severe dehydration and alcohol poisoning. I kicked out Fancy though, just so you know. This happened when I was home alone, and I got the message from you saying it was over. We were together for years, Bulma...You really would break up with me...over voicemail?" He said, looking up with a glimmer of tears in his eyes. Bulma crossed her arms and turned her face away, not affected by his sorrowful eyes.
"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, but we're long past those days, Yamcha. I have a new boyfriend, and he's great, in fact. He was there for me when I needed him. He would never take advantage of me." She said coldly, biting into her sandwich with a loud crunch, she honestly didn't care if Yamcha knew. She wanted him to know she was with Vegeta, even though he didn't even deserve that.
Looking at Yamcha made her blood go cold; she shuddered from the slimy bandit. She couldn't even look him in the eyes after what he'd done.
"Wow, Bulma. I would have never thought that you could treat me like this... Are you sleeping with that murderer?" He seethed, not caring that Dr. Briefs and Master Roshi could hear, but that was quickly amended, as Bulma's father patted Roshi on the shoulder, and gestured towards the fishing pond in order to give his daughter privacy, trusting she would say what needed to be said.
"Care to drop the old sinker and hook, old chap?" He asked, and Roshi agreed, taking Turtle with him.
"Yamcha! Don't talk that way to Bulma!" Puar scolded, tugging on his hair.
"Shoo, get outta here. This is a private conversation." Yamcha snapped, and Puar backed up quickly, flying off angrily.
Launch took her cue and left too, flying up to somewhere private where she could try and get in touch with Raditz once again.
Bulma picked up her tea, after finishing her sandwiches, and sipped, her eyes closed as she thought on if she should even give him the time of day to waste her breath on answering his inappropriate question.
"Answer me, right now, Bulma. Did. You. Cheat on me with Vegeta?" Yamcha said lowly, and she felt a spike of rage shoot throughout her entire body. She stood up quickly, her palms flat on the table as she slammed them down with her anger.
"I cannot believe that you would have the sheer audacity to even ask me that question, when I saw you, with my very own eyes, kissing that blonde "taxi driver!" If you really have to know, I was attracted to Vegeta after the first time I saw him! He was the first to kiss me! But I never slept with him, not until after you and I were broken up!" She screamed, tears falling from her eyes in rivers as he flinched back from her.
Yamcha stood, clenching his fists, shaking, as he glared at Bulma, enraged.
"You slut! I knew it, you're absolutely insane to want to be with him! How do you know he won't just kill you when he's done with you, Bulma?!" He growled, and Bulma gasped, her eyes wide.
"I am not a slut! I love Vegeta! He has never once hurt me!" She cried out, and covered her face, trying to conceal her angered tears.
"...Excuse me, Yamcha?" A sweet, gentle voice asked in a dulcet tone, and he was startled, looking over to Bunny, to see her holding the hot tray of cookies in her oven mitts.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm quite sure I just heard you call my daughter a 'slut', is that right?" She asked sweetly, and he gulped, not sure how to answer.
"Uhh, well... she's the crazy bitch who slept with Vegeta!" He suddenly blurted out, but was quickly silenced.
-BW-O-O-NG!-
The metal cookie tray made a firm impact with his face, as Bunny hit him so hard with it, he fell, and an indent of his face could be clearly seen in the metal tray.
"MOM!" Bulma gasped, looking at her with surprise, then down at Yamcha, shocked.
"It's alright, dearie. As for you, Yamcha, I hope dinosaurs chew off your nuts. My Bulma has met the perfect man in Vegeta, he's her prince charming! And she has every right to be intimate with the man she truly loves!" She huffed, her cheeks red, as she kicked away a smashed chocolate chip cookie, and turned away from the twitching Yamcha on the ground.
"Oh, my... Bulma?" Launch called, flying down. Bulma turned, still wiping her eyes.
"Yes?" She asked, sniffling.
"We must go immediately, Vegeta is badly injured, and he needs medical attention right away!" She said, and swooped Bulma right up in her arms, flying with ease out of the dinosaur room.
"Right, let me get a first aid kit, and step on it!" Bulma said, clutching her friend tightly as her heart clenched for Vegeta.
The long stretch of black obsidian was glossy beneath the stars, as Raditz stared out at it wistfully, his dark eyes sparkling as he recalled that night that Launch had rescued him. The memory was faint due to his injury, but he would never forget the sound of crashing water on the shore, and the long intonation of her voice, as she'd made the Gemini's call to him, confirming that the Celestials had chosen him as her mate. Raditz walked back to the group, his heart fluttering in his chest with his excitement, Launch was coming, and she would finally be able to meet Nappa and Kannon. It was odd, it was almost like introducing her to his parents, but unfortunately, his birth parents were long gone.
"Alright, she's on her way." He announced, walking over to the injured, squatting down where Kannon was fretting over Onioan and Vegeta.
"You hear that, Miss Pinchie? My girl Launch is coming now, she's Half-Saiyan, Half-Gemini, so she can heal them. Don't worry." He said with a grin, as the blue haired woman looked up with large, ruby-pink eyes. He wasn't sure when she'd transformed, he supposed any little pinch, even that of her armour on her skin was enough to make her transform, just as even a tiny sneeze made Launch transform.
Kannon pulled her hands back, where they had been glowing over Onioan's stomach, trying to somehow alter his wounds using her alteration magic, but having little luck. It wasn't that her magic was useless, just finicky on what it could and couldn't alter; alteration required an original source equal to the outcome, and seeing as the original source wasn't prime material, it simply would not work.
"Oh, fiddlesticks!" She sighed, exasperated, "I suppose some things are better left up to the experts." She said, and Onioan chuckled, from where he lay on the ground.
"It's ok, Onioan will feel better later. Can Kannon make more chicken?" He said, pouting a little, and she nodded, feeling around in the dark, then gathering up a pile of obsidian shards as Raditz watched her, hovering her hands over it, and easily transforming it into multiple rotisserie chickens. She grumbled, crossing her arms as multiple Saiyans came over and snatched them up. Nappa tore into one with his teeth, pulling back a large chunk of skin before eagerly gulping it down. "Great cooking, Pinchie!" He said, and she huffed, her nose up in the air.
"That's not cooking! That's just me goin', Alakazam! And -poof!- chicken! Seems to be the only thing I'm good for!"
She huffed, and took one, pushing it into Raditz's hands.
"Oh- I, y-you don't have to share with me, I can eat over at Mrs. Briefs' house." Raditz stuttered, attempting to hand back the chicken with pinkened cheeks.
"Nonsense! I can tell when my boys are hungry! And who is this 'Missus Briefs!?' Are you saying she's a better cook than me?"
"N-No, I just... Oh, alright, thank you." He said, then lifted it and bit in, finding with relief it didn't taste, or feel at all like glass like how he was anticipating it would.
Dr. Briefs would find her abilities very interesting...and perhaps, useful. He thought, chewing, as he looked for a long moment at Kannon, as she picked at her food and nibbled on it delicately, very slowly. He found it so tedious when people ate that way; particularly humans. As she ate, Raditz smirked, pulling a drumstick stripped of it's meat out from between his teeth, tossing it behind him.
Nappa sat next to the little blue haired woman, watching her much the same Raditz did, only, licking his lips in a much more suggestive way.
"Hey, Pinchie, once this is all wrapped up, you think maybe, we could... uh, you know...? Reclaim our bond?" Nappa whispered, looking down at his mate's breasts bulging from her armour.
"Do what?" She sneered, turning her face away, and Raditz surmised that if at that moment she had a tail, it would be wagging angrily.
"Nappa, don't you know how babies are made?" Raditz inquired, raising one brow slyly. The big man turned, anger blazing in his eyes.
"Of course I do!" He roared, a large blue vein bulging from his shining scalp. "...Sure, I would think so... You seem to have made enough attempts in the past with poor Miss Pinchie... about, oh... 23, 24 years ago...?" Raditz chuckled, biting into the chicken breast and chewing a large wad as Nappa's eyes widened, connecting the dots in his mind. He turned to look at Kannon quickly, a suspicious glare in his eyes, as she backed up quickly, cowering.
"W-Why're you lookin' at me?" She said meekly, before they all heard the rumbling engine of an earth aircraft.
"Raaaaditz! Hi! We're heeeerrreee!~ Oh! Look, there's Vegeta!" A familiar little voice squeaked, as Bulma pulled her aircraft up to the scene, the hover vehicle wobbling a little as Launch's vigorous waving with her unconsciously strong saiyan strength shaking the entire ship.
"Launch! Stop that! We're gonna-" Bulma shouted, and everyone looked up and stared as the plane suddenly made a nose dive, "Craaaaaassssshhh!" Bulma and Launch screamed, but that was quickly remedied, as Nappa and Raditz flew up and caught the ship, turning it upright before slowly lowering it down to the ground.
"Whew! That would have been one doozy of a landing! Thank goodness Raditz saved us!" Launch chirped, quickly running out the plane and planting grateful kisses on his cheeks. Bulma got out of the plane quickly, toting her first aid kit, and ran over to where Vegeta laid unconscious on the ground, and quickly got to work on him. She looked at the blood on his abdomen and gulped, her hand over her mouth.
Steady breaths. You can do this, Bulma!
Nappa walked up beside Raditz, smirking as he watched how Raditz became flustered knowing he was watching, and gently pushed her back.
"Launch, Launch, that's enough... I want you to meet my old friend, Nappa. Remember?" He said, gently, and Launch turned to look at Nappa, and both stiffened at meeting eyes, their noses twitching, as their tails took to lashing behind their backs.
"Nappa... won't you introduce yourself?" Raditz said, and gently pushed him towards her. The two jolted in place, and jumped back quickly.
"He stinks!" Launch said, pinching her nose, and Nappa bristled back at her.
"You don't smell so good yourself! You smell like a skunk's rear end!" He shouted, and then tensed as Kannon put her hand on his arm. "Nappa! That's not very nice, how is that any way to speak to Raditz's little gal pal here?" She said, and walked closer to shake Launch's hand.
"Hi, I'm Kannon! What's your name?" She said sweetly, and they shook hands daintily. "Hello, nice to meet you, Kannon. My name is Launch!" She said, her eyes upturned, as Kannon reflected the same gesture, before she could answer back, Raditz and Nappa looked quickly between the two, then at each other, startled.
"What are you, some sick copycat?! You got some kinda weird fetish, with chicks that look just like your step-mother!" Nappa growled at Raditz, and he balked, shaking his head vehemently.
"I-I didn't know she transformed when I met her! It was just a coincidence!" He sputtered, causing Kannon and Launch to open their eyes. Kannon's cheeks blushed brightly, and she narrowed her shoulders, looking embarrassed.
"Well... um.. This is quite the coinkydink, isn't it? I never thought I would come face-to-face with you ever again." She said, bashfully, and looked up at Nappa. He stepped forward, less wary now that he had gotten used to Launch's scent, and placed both hands on Kannon's arms, looking directly into her nervous eyes.
"Kannon..."
"Oh, pinch me! I can't do this!" She cried out, and pinched her own cheek, quickly transforming, to Launch's surprise.
"W-What?! She transforms like I do?!" She said, startled, backing into Raditz.
"Launch, I should have told you before, but I wanted to wait until the right time to say it. Each Saiyan has a distinct scent, and because you and Nappa have the same scent, that can only mean..."
"I'm her father. I always thought... My child perished, but... Here she is, it's gotta be... Kannon, why didn't you tell me she was alive?" Nappa gasped, looking at the now blonde Kannon, whose arms crossed over her chest.
"Cause, I... Didn't know where she was. I'm sorry. If I would have kept her, she would have been used as a sacrifice." She whispered, barely even able to look at anyone, as Launch gasped, falling back onto Raditz with her sheer surprise.
"Is this... this is true?! You put me in that orphanage!? You're my mother?" Launch suddenly sobbed out with anger, her fists clenched as Raditz held her back. Launch growled, wriggling, her violet eyes turning crimson with her rage.
"I'm sorry." Kannon said, and turned away, concealing her face in Nappa's armour. He placed one hand on her back, and forced a small smile.
"It's alright, isn't it? Let's let bygones be bygones..." He said, stroking her back, looking up at Launch with surprise at his newfound daughter's apparent strength.
"She's got her mother's fire, wow."
"You haven't seen mean! Just wait til I sneeze, you just wait, mister!" Launch hissed, and Raditz pulled her back, turning her away from the both of them.
"Launch, please. Try to be understanding, these are your parents! It may sound odd, but they are.. our parents, technically. Nappa took over for my father.. he... raised me, and Pinchie was a significant part of that, regardless how short, I would like you to set aside your differences, despite the cause... all that matters is the present." He spoke softly, stroking one hand through her hair to try and soothe her, before she began to sob, sniffling.
"I was all alone! She left me to steal on the streets, after I... Ran away from that horrible place!" She sobbed, her shoulders shaking as she buried her face in Raditz's chest. "But, she said she had good reasoning. You would have been sacrificed for being half-saiyan, Launch. They would likely have punished her as well." He said, and held her close.
"You're right, but I just can't suddenly start calling her 'mom', I hope you can understand that." She sniffled, then sneezed, turning her hair blonde.
"Oh, yuck!" Launch exclaimed, wiping the tears from her eyes, and shaking her body like a dog, to the very tip of her tail until it whipped back as she stood up straight, her hands on her hips.
"I hear some of my super awesome healin' powers are needed, just show me where to go!" She said, hiding her previous emotion by putting on a brave face, as she approached Bulma and Vegeta. Bulma was hovering over Vegeta, working hard on cleaning his cuts, with a faint blue, nauseated cast over her face set with determination.
"Bulma? You ok?" Launch asked, as she looked and saw the large saiyan, Onioan sitting there, watching Bulma work with googly eyes, his large hands dangling down haplessly to the ground.
"Yup! I can h-handle a little blood, no biggie! Bulma Briefs is not queasy, n-nope! Not oooone bit!" She said, mainly to convince herself, as she turned and addressed his large stomach wound, holding a surgical stapler.
"Uhhh... you sure you don't need help, Bulma? I can blast some staples into shorty there, it'll be like stress relief!" She said, laughing easily. Bulma still hesitated to use the staple gun, her hands shaking, she shook her head of short hair vigorously.
"No. No way. Vegeta would only want me to do this, thanks, but no thank you, Launch." She said, and grit her teeth, pumping the first staple into his midsection.
"You go, girl..." Launch said, cringing back a little, she shook it off, and looked back to Onioan. "Do you need help, big guy?" She said, and the others returned to help translate for Onioan if need be.
"Hurts here, and here." He said, and gestured to his chest and stomach.
"Heal only the most serious of injuries, Launch. You must be sparing with your power." Raditz said, and nudged her gently forth. Launch knelt as the large saiyan laid down, and placed one hand over his chest wound, closing her eyes.
"That's great, having a healing power. That must be really convenient, is that why you chose her as a mate, Raditz?" Nappa said, and Raditz growled back, offended.
"No! That's not why, Nappa! Really, you-"
"Shuddup, everyone! I gotta concentrate!" Launch snarled, and they shut up, watching with amazement as her hands began to glow golden, and his wounds mended.
"There," She panted, dusting off her hands.
"How do ya feel now?" She said, helping Onioan to sit up. The Saiyan grinned, beating his chest with his fists.
"Onioan feel strong! Thanks, pretty lady!" He said, and pulled her close and tried to kiss her cheek, as she squirmed all around. That was quickly amended, as she was pulled away quickly, and set on her feet.
"Oh, thanks, Radi-" She started, before noticing the tall bald man standing beside her. "Uh, thanks, baldy." She sneered, and turned away quickly, as his jaw dropped from behind her, offended.
"B-Baldy!?" Nappa gasped, and Raditz defended, "Well, you are bald." He chuckled.
Everyone began to laugh, besides Nappa, before being interrupted by Piccolo, who was not amused at all.
"Sorry to interrupt this heartwarming reunion, but I have a feeling we aren't quite ready to pack up and leave just yet. I'd like a volunteer to come investigate the area with me, I'm sensing something, but I'd like a second pair of eyes, that is, if you aren't scared." He said seriously, and Raditz turned, his large smile fading quickly as he addressed Piccolo, "I'll go with you, I have an advanced scouter that can pick up on multiple varieties of energy sources."
Piccolo nodded, turning away, and Raditz paused, pulling Launch towards him.
"I'll be back, Launch. Stay here with Nappa, where it's safe. I love you." He said, unashamed of his public display of affection as he kissed her, before pulling back. Launch blushed, looking down at the ground. "I l-love you too, ya big lunkhead. Come back in one piece." She said, and he smiled. "Don't worry, I will."
Then, he took off with the Namekian, into the darkness of the everlasting night, lit only by the stars, and the green glow of his scouter.
It was quiet inside the small, spherical home, as outside, everyone still was occupied, chasing Gregory, while Goku remained in limbo; his body not yet ready to be resurrected, as he was transported to the Darkness, where his love, Chi-Chi resided, and his son, Gohan.
He watched, as his dream self walked over, eying the white sphere, lodged snugly in the earth, over a ravine, not far from where he had actually fallen. But, in this reality; he had not fallen and hit his head. Goku was the saiyan he was meant to be, one that had already completed his mission on Earth, and lived a long, violent life of purging, war and darkness. Now, he had returned on a mission, as he picked up the pod easily, and peered in at the child inside.
The boy had black hair, though slightly flat, it had varying spikes typical of a saiyan. His skin was pale, snow white practically, like the beautiful female who claimed he and her had made this child. Then, that was it, as Kakarot's eyes widened. A brown tail, cradled between his hands as he sucked on it for comfort in his sleep.
He is a Saiyan child! Kakarot thought, as he pulled the pod out fully, and set it on the ground to examine the child with his scouter.
Battle Power: 3.
"Three?!" Kakarot growled, "My son is only a three in battle power?!" He snarled, kicking the pod, then huffed.
I suppose that's fine... I was only a 2. He grimaced, and picked up the pod, reluctantly. He hoped the female would reward him with 'playtime' like she'd said, once he returned their child. Kakarot smirked, hefting the ship onto his shoulder, and walking over slowly. He sniffed, curious, as he came over the hill, and to the clearing where the woman was sitting tensely, her hands clasped before her muddy garments as she glanced around the darkness, with wet, black eyes, like a frightened rabbit. Her inky black hair was midnight blue under the moonlight, as she gulped and tried to sense out his presence; visibly nervous.
Kakarot stepped up into the clearing, and her face turned quickly, overjoyed to see him with the pod.
"Oh! Thank goodness you're back! How is he? Is my Gohan alright?!" She said excitedly, almost a little too loud as he flinched from her exuberance, and shushed her with one finger on his lips.
"Shh, the boy is sleeping. Let's let him rest, for now, shall we?" He whispered, a hint of a purr in his tone as he set down the pod, not noticing the same number in bold on it as his own, as he set it beside the other.
"Y-Yes, I'm sure it's past Gohan's bedtime, anyways." She said, with a shiver, her teeth clicking together. Kakarot eyed her, and frowned, smelling mainly mud, and sweat on the female. He squatted down, and inspected her, looking at her ankles that had pink coverings over them, covered in mud.
"Strip." He said calmly, watching with a smirk as the female gasped, offended.
"I will not! I don't take commands like a dog, you-you, dog!" She stuttered, blushing brightly.
"Remove these soiled garments, and I can assess your injury. You aren't scared of me, are you?" He said slyly, gauging her reaction. Chi-Chi huffed, and snarled back, "Scared?! As if! I am not scared of you, no matter how scary you try to act!" She huffed, and quickly began wriggling to get out of her pants, pulling them down her hips, and off her long, pale legs, which she quickly squeezed together for modesty, as he took the more swollen looking ankle, and inspected it, attempting to move her ankle carefully as she winced, testing her range of motion.
"Seems you're correct. You've torn a ligament. That's alright though, I have something for that." He said, smirking, and pulled back his sleeve, revealing the black bracer underneath. Chi-Chi watched, intrigued, as he pulled a syringe out, and pumped it once. Her eyes widened, shocked.
"A... a syringe? You hate needles!" She gasped, as he looked back, confused.
"I do?" He said, with a tilt of his head very revealing of his true nature, and Chi-Chi laughed.
"Oh, don't play dumb with me, Goku! Whoops, I mean 'Kakarot'! You're deathly afraid of needles!" She snickered, laughing at him as he looked at the needle. Something in him, somewhere deep inside, did feel slightly wary of the needle, but he'd been using injections for years, they were supplied by the PTO, and had many useful purposes.
"Hm. Well, I'm not now." He simply said, then grasped her leg to hold it still, as she gasped. "Now, don't move, this will be over quickly." He said, and pushed the plunger into the soft flesh behind her tendon, until the syringe was emptied, then pulled it back, and crushed it in his hand.
"There, give that a few moments to work. Don't move, I'm going to make a fire." He said, sternly, and Chi-Chi nodded, watching him owlishly, practically gawking as he walked away.
Goku's not afraid of needles anymore?
...
It wasn't long later, her 'Kakarot' had come back, toting a large bundle of sticks under one arm, and a dead animal under the other. She watched, not moving, as he set up the sticks in order to make a fire, glancing back at her briefly as he sensed her eyes on him.
"How's the injury? It should be feeling better now. Why don't you try standing?" He said, placing a stick down, as he watched her get up, wobbling, then try to get her bearings, the purple cheongsam dress she wore covering her entire upper body, but not her toned, pale legs as she stood.
"Hey! It doesn't hurt anymore!" She said happily, and smiled at him.
"Where did you get that stuff?" She asked, as Kakarot lit one finger with a small, yet hot ball of ki, and held it over the dried leaves and grass he'd bundled at the center, lighting it. He sat back, and decided to entertain the female for a bit, pulling the dead deer over his knee, and beginning to clean it, as she sat back down.
"The injection I gave you was made from my own stem cells. I'm supposed to be the only person that uses it, but seeing as we're mated, that shouldn't matter." He said cooly, pulling off a large strip of hide.
"S-stem cells?" She inquired nervously, blinking.
"Yes, don't you know? A small sample was taken from my brain stem. But you already share my DNA, this isn't an issue, is it?" He said, his voice low as if curling into a growl, and she shook her head quickly.
"No! Of course not, sweetie. Thank you. I feel so much better." Chi-Chi said, her heart racing. So it is true! Korin was right, I'm part Saiyan now! And he's just made me even more Saiyan! How did Goku know this whole time, and never told me?
"That's good, I don't want my female becoming weak, now." He said, easily breaking one of the deer's bones, as he stripped it's skin away from the muscle.
"Oh, I'm not weak! I've been training! You're not going to believe what I did! I climbed Korin tower in 2 1/2 days! Isn't that funny! It took you three days!" She said giddily, watching his expression as he pressed his brows together for a long moment, then laughed.
"Good job, Cheech! I'm proud of you!" He chirped out in an odd voice, then clapped one hand over his mouth, looking away with widened eyes.
What the hell? That wasn't me talking!
"Oh, Goku... I've missed you." She said softly, the woman seemed pleased by this, as he turned back around quickly to eye her, and gulped. He watched as she plucked at the yellow tie on her dress, and undid it, his eyes widening even larger.
"I... I missed you too, Chi-Chi..." He whispered, his voice melding with that other voice, that knew her name, as he watched her undo the next tie.
"I'm so dirty, I need a bath." She said coyly, and he would have sworn there was a ding on his codpiece as she said those words, so seductively. Chi-Chi giggled, holding her dress closed with just her hands as she stood. "I'll be back, then we can eat?" She said, and he nodded quickly.
"Yes, I'll cook this right away, then we'll eat..." He said quickly, licking his lips. He thought quickly, and smirked to himself with his wise idea.
"Here," He said, and reached inside his breastplate, pulling out a small, round object like a pill. "There should be clean clothes in here for a female. I'm sure you'll find something to your liking." He said with a grin, as Chi-Chi took the capsule, and looked at it oddly.
"Oh, you didn't have to..." She said, her heart racing as she felt very odd, holding this capsule in her hand.
"It's no problem, they were free." He said with a laugh, and turned his head, a loud tearing sound coming from the deer, as he dismantled its body. A shiver went down Chi-Chi's spine, as she clutched the capsule tightly in her hand, staring at the back of his head, as if trying to stare holes in his skull.
They were free? What does he mean, 'free'? He stole them somehow...? Not my Goku. He would never steal!
"Are you refusing my gift?" He asked, not looking back, as he licked blood off his fingers.
"N-No! Don't be silly, hehe..." Chi-Chi stuttered, backing away. She ran to the nearest river, where she remembered seeing it earlier, heart pounding in her chest as if she were being chased. She felt frightened, thrilled, and confused all at once, as she dropped her dress, and peeled off the pink undershirt, her skin prickling with goosebumps as she looked at the capsule one last time, then set it on her clothes so she wouldn't lose it.
...
Kakarot hung the deer up on the spit to cook, then stood, stretching as he waited for the little woman to come back, thinking eagerly of how she would look once wearing the garments he'd acquired, from the rich heiress who's house he'd robbed. He began stripping away his armour, pulling out the many items and tools he kept safe in his armour, for whatever missions he was on.
He pulled out the round, green object that he'd taken from the blue-haired woman, whom he'd befriended as a child in order to gain her technological skills. You see, Kakarot had infiltrated Earthling society, in his mission to appease his superiors. He would have purged them right away, if it were in his best interest, but it was not, as he quickly found out after meeting Bulma Briefs.
Kakarot did not kill her, no, he had taken everything useful to him, and given her to Prince Vegeta as a gift, the rest of her people he had slaughtered. All in his mission, to capture the dragon balls, as he smirked, turning on the Radar. And what do you know, 3 dragon balls were right here, right under his nose. His sweet little wife had gathered them for him, and one was lying on his son's lap.
"Oh, Kakarot~" She cooed sweetly, and he stashed the radar away inside his breastplate quickly, turning to meet her with eager eyes. Chi-Chi walked up to him slowly, smirking as she walked, wearing a similar type of dress that she had on before, but this one was forest green, and not bulky at all, it was sleek like silk, revealing her firm nipples, as his eyes took her in, and travelled down her stockinged legs, with bare feet, as she tossed her heels aside.
"Well, I have to say, I just love the clothes, but I couldn't find any sensible shoes. You know I don't wear these silly things!" She teased, tossing a shoe at him which he quickly caught, looking at it oddly, then tossing it over his shoulder.
"Who said you needed shoes? Your feet won't be touching the ground tonight." He purred, smirking devilishly, watching the woman slink forward.
"Oh? Mmm, that smells good.." She said, as her belly growled loudly, she giggled, blushing as he turned away to tend to the meat, pulling away a leg off the deer easily.
"Well, come here and eat then, before the meat gets tough." He said, and took a large bite into it, tearing the meat away with no consideration of manners, but Chi-Chi was used to his lack of dinner table etiquette, as she came closer, and he tore off the soft backstrip for her to eat, while he would eat the less savory parts. Chi-Chi picked the ribs up in her hands, and tore in eagerly, not waiting to say grace, as she felt an odd hunger making it hard for her to keep her manners.
"Ah, that was good." Chi-Chi said, wiping her mouth, as he tossed the bones in the fire, then rested back on his elbows and rolled his eyes onto her slyly, licking his lips. "Come closer, and sit on my lap." He said, as Chi-Chi's head popped up, her eyes wide with surprise.
"What? Oh, I'm too full. I couldn't possibly." She said quickly, diverting her eyes. Kakarot curled his lip back, feeling offended, he'd cared for this female, fed her, clothed her, and got nothing in return?
"I wasn't asking a question, Chi-Chi. You said, I'd get yo-our son, then we could play later. Well, I've gotten him, and now I want to 'play'." He snarled, trying his best not to become enraged with this girl, but it was his understanding that they had a deal, and she was clearly teasing him!
"Sheesh, you really are laying this whole "space pirate" act on thick, aren't you? Well, what do you want me to be? The food sample lady like before? Or the cocktail waitress?" She asked, flicking her bangs out of her face with a long sigh. Goku was very attracted to women that gave him food.
"Huh? Uh... Just be yourself, I guess?" He said, one eyebrow raised. Chi-Chi looked at him, startled, then put her hands on her cheeks, blushing.
"Ohh! You! You big sweetheart!" She said, and stood, walking over to him, and sitting right on his lap, where he wore little but the black shorts that went under his armour. Kakarot smiled, and held her hip, as she rested her head on his chest and sighed. "I love you.." She whispered, and he froze up, feeling conflicted by the words. Something in him was repeating it back, he felt a warm feeling in his chest, and was tempted to say it, but the other half of him was thinking in a more... primitive fashion.
He moved his nose down, and sniffed her neck, as Chi-Chi giggled, cringing back from the tickling sensation. "S-Stop!" She giggled, and nearly fell as he sniffed and nibbled her ear. Kakarot moved quickly, kissing down her neck, squeezing her round hip, and feeling down her thick thigh, one hand stroking up to the juncture there.
Chi-Chi moaned softly, and he stroked there again, as her hands suddenly latched around his neck, and she was kissing him, he fell back, growling in his throat as the woman took over, her hands stroking up and down his chest, his abdomen, as she sat back and teased him with her hips, he opened his eyes a slit, and they widened, seeing a pink ring of teeth marks glowing on her pale thigh. He took a sharp intake of breath, and touched it, which made her moan out loudly, to his pleased surprise.
This must be where I marked her, why don't I remember? Kakarot thought, making circles on the mark, which drove her nearly to losing her mind, before he quickly retracted his hand, and moved over her, pulling away the lacy garment she wore with a loud tear, ill concealing her arousal, as Kakarot readied himself, quickly removing his shorts, and propped himself up on the ground with one hand, sliding himself into her with ease; finding with pleasure, the woman was already ready for him.
"Ah! Kakarot!" She gasped, wrapping her legs around him, as he moved to grip her backside, sinking himself deeper, growling into her throat as he made her his mate again, his tail curling, then wrapping around one thigh, as he held the other spread with one hand, and arched his hips down to her. He was fervently plunging into her hot depths over and over, panting as Chi-Chi gripped his shoulders, and bit into his throat, once again resealing their bond, as a small voice called, from very far away, Hey, Chi-Chi! This is Yajirobe! You've been in the darkness too long, don't forget! You need to come back!
"Yes, yes, oh! Kakarot!" She cried out, ignoring the voice, and he growled, the moonlight on his flexing back shining, and making his primal blood throb, as he remembered at last; the night he had marked her was a full moon, as his eyes grew crimson, and fangs protruded from his bared teeth as he snarled, tearing away her dress away with one hand to bare her chest, and sinking his teeth into one large, jostling breast, as they were fully interconnected, joining in harmony once again.
Chi-Chi... This isn't me! I'm... going to hurt her! Goku gasped, but he couldn't stop himself, him and Kakarot were one in the same, and his attraction for Chi-Chi was surely his downfall now, as he was now taking her forcefully as Kakarot.
Chi-Chi cried, nearly blinded from her pleasure, tears rolling down her face as she moaned, and scratched long, deep scratches in his back, making him arch his back and growl, before he quickly moved to turn her around. Chi-Chi moved under his grip and raised her backside wantonly into the air, presenting herself by spreading her legs as she watched him approaching, sobbing onto the soil as he pulled her hips to insert his thick, wet shaft again, and sunk back into her deeply, almost painfully.
I'm sorry Chi... I can't stop... Goku grunted, looking down, from Kakarot's eyes as the other him enjoyed watching himself being sheathed by her, again and again like a glove.
Chi-Chi cried out, and looked up at the moon, her vision going blurry as he mounted her roughly, she couldn't help but gaze, and be mesmerized, staring for such a long time she didn't take note of the fluid running from her, and down his thighs, shining with a slick sheen in the moonlight as he held her by her breasts and thrust up, holding her around the waist with his tail.
Don't look at the moon, I can't look at the moon, Goku thought, squeezing his and Kakarot's eyes shut, as he focused on the warm feelings surrounding him, and Chi-Chi's pleasure, as he moved slower, licking her throat, as he thrusted long and hard, nearly fully removing himself, before plunging back up.
Chi-Chi's eyes were faintly becoming russet in the moonlight, as she tossed her head back onto his shoulder, and held onto his neck for support, her body completely bared to the moonlight, the indecent acts they were doing, easily visible in the pink glass of the pod if Gohan were to open his eyes.
Chi-Chi, I'm so sorry... I love you... Goku thought, wrapping the other's arms around her in a hug, reassuring her he was there, comforting her.
But, it was much too late, as Kakarot bit down into her throat, and pulled her down firmly by her hips, over the swell of his girth, and to the base, as she mewled out with pleasure, feeling him pressing firmly to her cervix, and thrusting up, as if he intended to penetrate it, too. She screamed out loud, in a mix of pain and pleasure, as he invaded her womb, fully connecting them.
Chi-Chi!
An animalistic growl rumbled in his chest, and he squeezed her hips firmly, cementing their bond by filling her womb with his seed, until it's heat was dripping down her, and onto the ground, and Chi-Chi fell face forward, her eyes rolled back with pleasure, as she laid limp and sated, and Kakarot knelt behind her, stroking himself to her body, until he was also satisfied, and curled up behind her to keep her warm, purring.
"This is not good," The white cat said, as he and Kami looked up at the sky, watching the planets as they loomed above ominously, glowing red and blue in the star speckled sky.
"If Vulcane is truly dead, the planets should have left this atmosphere, but they have not; the Guardian of Ryokama still waits to be released, I can hear his cries, he is tormented. They must find the heart of the Gemini, and pierce it, that is what he's told me." Kami said, leaning on his staff with exertion, as the strain of communication with the other elder took its toll.
"Oh Kami, you must not tire yourself! Piccolo is searching for the remains now as we speak, he has communicated with Kami and the Guardian as well. Korin, might you have a senzu bean?" Mr. Popo inquired carefully, holding his master up.
"Yes, I came prepared." He said, and handed Mr. Popo a bean out of the fur on his chest. He sighed as Kami took the bean, and slowly recovered, gently pushing Mr. Popo away.
"I'm afraid the reason why I am suffering potentially has to do with Piccolo. He must be careful to watch his energy is not sapped, for wherever Vulcane is lurking, he is searching for an energy source that will be strong enough to give him life once again."
The others nodded, and looked away from the sky. "What of this woman you've told us of, Chi-Chi Mao? You say she is gathering the dragon balls for Goku's return?" Mr. Popo said, and Korin nodded.
"Yes, she is incredibly strong for a human woman. I believe that the small streak of Saiyan blood running through her veins has given her inherent powers an extraordinary multiplicative effect. If I am correct, once she drinks the Ultra-Divine water, she will be so strong, she will display superhuman abilities, and senses." Korin said, sighing.
"Amazing! Surely, we can trust her with the dragon balls, right Kami?" Mr. Popo said, grinning. The elder Namekian closed his eyes, not answering for a moment.
"Perhaps. But she must overcome The Darkness first. Her Darkness, or else it will swallow her up whole, that, and her little boy too. They are all lost there, I sense the emptiness in Son Gohan's body, he has forgotten time, and place, and now, he too, shall face the Trials of Darkness."
"I had Yajirobe call down to her, is that not enough...?" Korin said, suddenly anxious for the woman, who even though had previously been nothing but a nuisance, he had grown fond of her, and admired her bravery, and determination.
"That is up to Chi-Chi, I'm afraid. I am sorry, Korin." Kami said softly, and Korin shook his head, batting his tail back and forth.
"I don't believe you! I believe in Chi-Chi! She will be the new savior of Earth!" He growled out, and felt himself becoming frustrated.
You'd better pull out of this soon, I don't put my hopes on just anyone! Goku is counting on you, Chi-Chi!
Bulma smiled, and thanked the Saiyans, waving goodbye as Vegeta was loaded into the back of the plane, and the doors closed. She looked back at him from the front seat and smiled, turning the key in the ignition.
"Well, all aboard! Get ready for takeoff, Vegeta, I'm taking you home!" She said sweetly, watching his unresponsive face, and feeling a bittersweet feeling of both affection, and pain. It hurt to see him this way, but she knew he would pull through. Her Vegeta was once of the strongest people she knew, both mentally, and physically.
The plane lifted, and sped off into the sky, as she carried her precious cargo, and bit her bottom lip, thinking about the time crunch on her graduation. It was at the most inopportune time, coming up this weekend. She hoped Vegeta would be healed up by then, she was counting on him to do the presentation with the gravity simulator. She had run it by him a while ago, and he'd agreed instantly, he had no qualms against using the gravity machine again. Bulma only hoped that he would be in good enough shape to do so.
Knowing Saiyans, he'll wake up twice as strong as before! She thought, and smiled, feeling confident as she flew over East City.
They knew by the metallic taste in the air, that left an unpleasant taste on the palate, that they were close to the impact site; where Vegeta had burned through the obsidian of the cliffside, turning all into black sand, as Piccolo and Raditz approached the opening from the Galick Gun. As Raditz looked up at it, he was amazed by the massive opening Vegeta had made in the cliffside, that went on for miles into the earth, tunneling Vulcane deeper, and deeper. Piccolo paused at the opening, leaning there a second, as Raditz watched him, discreetly eyeing his fluctuating power level.
"Piccolo... are you sure you will be alright?" He asked tensely, hesitating to touch the Namekian as he sweated at the entrance.
"Yes, I'm fine! Let's go!" He growled out, and turned away sharply, his white cloak whipping on the cold air of night, where, as they entered, the earth felt warm.
Raditz nodded, swallowing down his concerns, and followed behind.