A/N: I just couldn't wait lol. I'm sorry for those who follow me and constantly get emailed. I just love characterizing and focusing in on Bardock (and Gine) for my other stories, and I think it's sweet to wonder and write about how they possibly ended up together with little baby Raditz and all that. My OTP is Vegeta and Bulma, but I struggle with those brats lmao. I have found that it's much more enjoyable for me to read about them than to write ;-) I feel like Bardock and Gine you can toy around with more, and VB is so sacred or something lmao and I don't want to taint it with my fingers. Thank you all so much - nancy103 (idk why I get so happy whenever I see you review something), borgiabull, FireStorm1991, acinorev17, SSJ God 2 Goku, and of course the guests! You all are something else! :)

BTW - Apologies for this but I know Tora goes by both Tora and Toma! On fanfiction, they have him listed as 'Toma'. But I'll still call him Tora. Because I like that. Lmao. Enjoy!

"Wake up, Gine. We'll be landing in ten minutes."

The Saiyan female blinked her eyes open to see they were approaching a rather large green planet with white swirls. Her dark orbs widened as the speed of the ship began to increase. Taking off and landing had to be the absolute worse part of it all. "Uhm, Bardock?" she was beginning to sweat; no longer feeling cold but rather burning. "Are you sure we are going to land correctly? What if we die on impact? Or-"

"Gine."

The woman slowly glanced over at the pod next to her while red flashing lights danced across her skin; the computerized voice counting down the minutes. She noticed that for once he wasn't looking at her. Instead, his arms were crossed and his eyes were closed. If she focused in a little more, she could see droplets of sweat on his forehead and she began to wonder if he hated this part as well. "Yes?"

She listened to his breaths struggling to become even; as if talking was making it even harder for him. "Just keep your eyes closed and think of other things."

Gine bit her full lower lip, tilting her head to the side as she began to muse over what could possibly keep her mind off the terrifying rate they were descending at. "Like what, Bardock? I'm too scared to think."

A low growl came through the scouter and she watched as Bardock opened his eyes to glare at her. "You think this is my idea of fun!?" A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead and landed on the bridge of his nose. He didn't even bother to wipe it away; as his hands were clenched tightly on the seats as if he was going to fly away. The duo in the front heard a feminine laughter coming through the transmitter while they stared into each other's eyes.

"The only thing Bardock is afraid of is when we crash these babies into the ground," Fasha laughed a bit louder, and the women heard him snarling. "You bum. How many times have you faced death in battle yet you're terrified of making a crater?"

"I'm not," the messy-haired Saiyan groaned, turning his head away from Gine and resting it against the back of the white seat. "Can't you women just shut up for a minute so I can focus?"

"On what!?" Fasha rolled her eyes and shook her head with a smirk on her face. "You literally have nothing to focus on or do! The ship lands for us! Damn, Bardock. Just relax, will ya? You're scaring poor little Gine... Uh, that's your name, right?"

Bardock cracked an eye open to watch Gine through his peripherals once her charming, wind-like laughter filled his ears. He felt his breathing start to become normal while doing so. "Yup, that's me, alright! I don't believe I ever caught your name..."

"Fasha," the tough woman flashed her shiny teeth as she spoke into the scouter. "And I think it's about damn time I got another female around her to show these boys how it's done."

Gine blushed and lowered her head, fiddling with her thumbs. So Bardock's crew, besides the Saiyan himself, had no idea about her past experiences working under the Planet Trade Organization. She began chuckling nervously, hoping Fasha couldn't see through her lies. "Oh, yeah! You bet, sister!"

"Sister?" Fasha smirked and slapped her knee, feeling amused by the newcomer's choice of words. The male was continuing to watch the woman beside him but was beginning to clench his hands into fists when his partner began to taunt them. "So you went out and got me a sister, eh, Bardock? Doesn't that complicate things?"

His eyes narrowed when Gine glanced over at him. Since he was still watching her through the corner of his eye, she didn't know he was looking right back at her. All she knew was that his breathing sounded normal for once during the countdown. "What the hell do you mean by that?"

Bardock couldn't see her, but he knew Fasha was winking. "Well, if you consider yourself to be my brother, and Gine is my sister, doesn't that mean you guys can't... you know."

"I definitely do not know!" the messy-haired Saiyan fumed, causing Gine to turn an equally crimson color as the sound of the computer echoed through their ears to let them know they only had five minutes left. "And if you keep bothering me, I'll kindly ask for one of those aliens on this planet to eat you!"

Different sounds of laughter came through the scouter, signaling that the others were now awake and ready. Fasha took a deep breath to calm herself down and slouched back into her seat while tapping the eye piece on her face. "Hey, guys. Let's turn these off until we get out so the bossman and my sister can continue their little conversation. And yes, that means you, Tora!"

"Aw man!" a masculine laugh rang through Gine's ears as she was trying hard to make her cheeks return to their alabaster color. "You guys are no fun!"

"Now!"

"Fine..."

The two in the front remained silent for a moment until they realized that the rest of the crew couldn't be heard breathing or chuckling. As the computerized voice warned them about the remaining three minutes, Gine's orbs traveled over to Bardock once more to find her rubbing his temples out of frustration. "What's wrong?" Gine frowned and placed her hand on the glass as if she could comfort him that way. "If it's about what Fasha said, I didn't really understand it... So no worries!" She flashed him her biggest grin, and the glimmer of it caught his attention as he turned his head to fully look at her.

"I'm not frustrated about that."

The woman blinked, feeling confused while the two minute mark hit. "What is it, then?"

Bardock looked at the way her hand looked pressed against the glass, knowing when she removed it the outline would still be there. Her eyes were calling out to him; seemingly begging him to completely drop everything and give in. Of course, that would never happen. How ridiculous would he sound if he told her that he wasn't fearful of crashing anymore the moment he caught sight of her? How embarrassing would it be to admit that he actually needed someone for something? The voice emerging from the pods let them know there was only a minute left as it began counting down the seconds. "Nothing," his eyes remained on her, silent but hiding all the unspoken secrets he would never say. "Nothing."

"...Ten... nine... eight..."

Gine opened her mouth to speak, but found no words as Bardock's orbs continued to enchant her. Their eyes remained locked on each other until the pods went crashing into the ground.

Welcome to Planet Statreon

Tora was the first to emerge, levitating upwards and landing on the green, green grass of the foreign planet. He sighed in relief as he began to stretch; his bones slightly cracking while doing so. "Man, it's about time!" He glanced over his shoulder with a smirk as Fasha landing behind him, brushing herself off and turning her scouter back on. She glared at the giant Saiyan when he didn't do the same.

"Ow!" Tora chuckled when his female partner punched him hard on the shoulder. "What's that for?"

"You never turned off your scouter, did you asshole!?" Fasha glowered and punched him once again; this time in the gut and caused the male to double over although there was still a smirk on his face. "What are you looking so satisfied for, huh!? You know how long I've been trying to get Bardock to mate with someone and you have to go and fuck it all up!"

"Relax, relax!" Tora stood up straight after recovering and raised his palms in front of him to show he meant no harm. "Don't you think I'm trying to do the same? Look, I've heard everything they've said to each other, and I've never heard Bardock sound as pathetic as he did when he talks to her!"

Fasha clasped her hands together; her usual dark eyes brightening up a bit. "Aw! When a Saiyan sounds pathetic, it means they've found their mate! I-" she stopped speaking when Tora placed an arm around and winked. "...What the hell are you doing!?"

"You know," he tried making his voice sound as smooth as possible as Shugesh and Borgos began emerging from their craters. "I recall you sounding pretty pathetic when having a conversation with me the other day..."

Shugesh and Borgos began howling with dark laughter as Fasha punched Tora's jaw and caused him to falter away from her. With a scowl on her face, the tough female warrior stomped away while Tora looked at his companions and shrugged it off. The three men began pummeling each other while Fasha stopped in front of Bardock with a raised eyebrow. "Where's your woman?"

Bardock revealed his fangs, prepared to snap at his longtime friend but realized something was wrong. He tapped in on his scouter to find where she could be, but snarled when there were numerous power levels similar to hers. "Everyone on this damn planet is as strong as she is, perhaps stronger."

Fasha blinked in surprise, but then scratched her head. "Wait... So is that good, or bad? Gine's weak, isn't she?"

"It's bad for her," the leader spoke in a low growl and signaled for the men to come and join them. Obeying, the trio quickly made their way over with raised eyebrows at the tensed up Saiyan. "Just split up and do the normal routine, except keep your eye out of that nuisance." Tora opened his mouth to quip, but could see a hint of worry behind Bardock's dark orbs.

"I'm sure she's fine," Tora nodded and placed a hand on Bardock's shoulder, only to remove it when his commander gave him the death glare. "Maybe you could see if she's still in her ship or something, she could've gotten stuck...But I'll make sure to keep an eye for her." With that, the pony-tailed Saiyan warrior took off with the other members of his crew save Bardock went in different directions to begin their purging. There was no use for the Oozaru transformation, as every inhabitant of this planet was pathetically weak.

But not compared to Gine.

Cursing under his breath, Bardock found the crater beside the one he created and jumped down to land on top of the ship. Underneath the durable glass, he could see Gine chuckling nervously as she struggled with her seat belt. Rolling his eyes, the leader of the low-class crew forced the door of the pod open. He landed on the area between the controls and her seat, facing and glaring down at her. "Are you fucking kidding me? You could have used some of your ki to destroy that, but instead you're wasting time!"

Gine raised a finger and shook her head. "Nuh, uh, uh! If I destroyed it, I wouldn't have one on my way back, now would I?"

Bardock opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it with a scowl on his face when he realized Gine was right. The fucking woman was right! Slightly fuming, he looked down at his boots and muttered under his breath. "I guess..."

The damsel in distress watched as her boss, in between the space of her legs, bent down so they were now even in height. Gine blinked a few times, and then blushed at the closeness. He struck his arms out from his sides and placed his large hands on her belt, trying to unhook the clamps while she watched sweat begin to form on his forehead. "See?" she pouted. "It's impossible!"

Bardock continued to struggle with the clamp for about five more minutes until he let out a growl of frustration. He slowly looked up at Gine, who gave him a nervous smile. "I'm going to rip this off you, alright? You can... take my ship on the way back home so you'll be safe." Gine's eyes widened even more when she noticed he was beginning to blush.

"What about you? Won't you be tossed around like a rag doll?"

He smirked and roamed his fingers along her small waist where the seat belt was resting. He didn't take his eyes off it while he spoke. "I think I can manage. I've been in plenty of pods with no belts and I'm still alive."

Unable to hide her smile and thankfulness, Gine extended her arms out to grab Bardock's face with both hands. He immediately froze from her touch and he watched her lips move as she spoke. "You're a sweet man after all, Bardock! I can't believe you'd do that for me... Thank you," she continued to smile as sweetly as she could and rubbed his warm face with her thumbs. "I'll make it all up to you somehow."

Wondering what exactly that meant, Bardock's eyes glazed over with hunger as his fingers pressed against her hips gently. In the background, he could hear the battle already beginning. The blood curdling screams were coming from the Stratreon warriors and not his crew, as expected. "I'm contemplating on letting you stay in here until it's all over," he smirked when she pouted and removed her hands from his face to cross her arms over her chest. "But that would only leave you vulnerable. So you're coming with me, but I swear if you leave my site I'll snap your little twig body in half."

Gine raised an eyebrow, noticing his hands were all up on her little twig body. "Then why are you holding me like this?" Her eyes widened in shock as she felt herself being lifted up; the sound of material ripping and signaling that she was free from the seat belt. He flung her over his shoulder and he began levitating up with a smug grin on his face while she pounded on his back. "Jerk! You could've let me know that's what you were trying to do!"

Ignoring her, Bardock picked up a signal on his scouter not too far from where they were. None of his crew members were in that direction; the area was full of Stratreon warriors just waiting for the invading Saiyans. Flying towards them, Gine continued to pound on his back with tiny fists. "Hey! Have you forgotten that I can fly!?"

"Be quiet."

"Rude!" Gine huffed and pouted for the nth time. Before long, Bardock landed behind a boulder and threw Gine down on the grass. She opened her mouth to holler at him again, but he placed a finger on his lips to silence her.

"Listen," his voice was a whisper as he knelt down beside her to raise her chin up with his index finger. "Just beyond this rock, there's an army of warriors. I need you to sit here and not move a muscle, or your trap, ya got that?"

Sighing, Gine fell onto her back with a thud and stared up at the strange orange colored sky that was thick with clouds. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll wait here." Once she closed her eyes, Bardock jumped onto the rock and began firing ki blasts repeatedly. The woman's eyes quickly flashed open when the painful, dying screams emerged from the battle field. Getting to her feet, she placed herself behind the boulder and peaked out to see a village entirely decimated. Their homes, their shops, their everything - gone and in ruin. Gine felt her heart crash into her stomach as she realized none of those creatures were warriors at all, but innocent victims torn and striped of their lives by the hands of one man. With disgust in her eyes, Gine glared up at Bardock whose eyes were focused on a single child who had miraculously survived the brutal attack. He raised a hand in the air, the green orb of light beginning to form as he was aiming it at the child. "How dare you, you- you monster! He's just a little boy!"

The Stratreons were eerily similar to the Saiyans; resembling them in every way except their hair color wasn't black. It varied, in form as well. The child, however, had black hair that was spiked up and it ached Gine's heart; for she didn't see a Stratreon, she saw a Saiyan. Her own blood, even, trembling with fear. Bardock glowered down at her for speaking and proceeded to snarl. "What did I tell you about following orders!? Just keep your mouth shut and look away since you're too weak to stomach it!"

"No!" Gine barked, slightly surprising Bardock as she raised her chest. "Forgot the orders! This is wrong! It's all wrong, and you know it, too!" Without taking another second to hear his response, Gine charged out into the battlefield and stood in front of the little boy. She spread her arms out and glared at Bardock, still ontop of the boulder with his eye twitching.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, you idiot! Get out of the way! He's a goddamn trap!"

"Make me!"

Picking up power levels beginning to emerge from the trees surrounding them, Bardock charged towards Gine to get her out of the way but he was too late. The woman was being held hostage by a much older Stratreon man wearing a ghost mask. He had his large arm wrapped tightly around her neck, while pointing some kind of fiery weapon to her head. A group of twenty others had their weapons aimed at her as well. "Bardock..." she began to weep quietly, only causing the man to tighten his grip painfully more. "Help me..."

All Bardock could see was red, but her quiet plea was all he needed to snap. Appearing record fast behind the Stratreon warrior who had Gine, Bardock snapped his neck and managed to get Gine out of the way before the others could singe her with their fire. Rising up into the air so he could overlook them all, the Saiyan warrior began charging a blast with one arm while holding Gine with the other. She was crying into his chest, not wanting to see them die. Although they had intended to kill her, but couldn't help but feel pain for them all.

With a loud scream, Bardock sent his energy blast pummeling down to the warriors who were shooting at him. Gine kept her eyes closed until the painful yells ended. Once she opened them, she didn't even bother to look down. Instead, she glanced up at Bardock with watery eyes. "You saved me... But..." She couldn't help but cry endlessly into his chest. All her leader could do was hold her tighter as he began heading in the direction of where he was sensing Tora finishing up his battle.

For the first time in his life, he felt guilty.