Written by: Mirai Catarina
Contact me at: WldWldWolf@aol.com or Mirai_Catarina@hotmail.com
Author's Note: This story takes place sometime during Dragonball GT. In the timeline of this story, Goku will never absorb the Dragonballs and leave forever, never to be seen again, so you have nothing to worry about. And also, Gohan does not become a super nerd or anything like that. I thank my fellow DBZ fans that gave me permission to use any characters that may have been in one of their own fanfictions. I am sorry if any part of my fanfic sounds at all similar to one that any person wrote. I do not intend for that to happen.
Disclaimer: No, I do not own any of the characters from DB, DBZ, or DBGT. Please ask me before using any of the characters that I have created myself (such as Gotu, Catarina, and Jacion), or before using any of the characters that my friends have created (such as Natalie and Kira), so that I can ask them if you may use them.
Welcome to Earth Chapter 2-On to Namek
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Videl watched in horror as Gohan's life fled from him before her eyes. "I never should have let you go." She sobbed.
"I'm sorry...." he whispered to her, "please.... take good care of....Pan." And with that, Gohan fell limp in her arms.
"Gohan? Gohan! No!" she yelled.
Then, she felt herself being shaken, but she paid no attention, she just sobbed. Someone was calling her name, but she didn't care, so she ignored it.
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"Videl? Videl, wake up." Gohan said, shaking her. She shot straight up. She looked at Gohan and fell into his arms, sobbing. "Honey? Are you okay?" he asked her.
She pushed herself away and looked into his eyes. "Please, just promise me that you'll come home okay." She said, her voice wavering.
Gohan looked at her quizzically, but he pulled her close and said, "I promise."
Just then, Pan walked in, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Mommy? Daddy? When are we going to Grandpa's house?"
"Oh my gosh! What time is it?!" Gohan cried, looking at the clock on the bedside table. "11:30! We'll never make it there in time!" he yelled, rushing to the dresser and grabbing a loose training gi. "Pan, go get ready. And quickly this time-or I'll pick some clothes for you!"
"Yes, Daddy." She said, running to her room. As Gohan slipped his clothes on, Videl followed suit, pulling on an over-sized T-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. Gohan then reached into another drawer, pulling out a wrist communicator that Bulma had given him yesterday. Once he had it strapped on, he grabbed Videl's wrist and ran out of the room, snatching Pan as she made her way back down the hall. As soon as he got outside the house, he shut the door and grabbed his wife and daughter around their waists. Then he proceeded to power up into Super Saiyan and took off into the sky towards his father's house.
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"Where is that brat of yours, Kakarott? He's late." Vegita grumbled.
"Don't worry Vegita, Gohan shouldn't take too much longer to get here." Goku reassured the prince, "Besides, if you would use your sense, you would see that he's in Super Saiyan form and making good time." Vegita just grunted and returned to his seat on a boulder in the massive field. Gotu and Jacion ran around, doing some play fighting as their parents talked about everyday topics. Kira toddled around, examining various plants and bugs in her exploration. Every once in a while, she would giggle as a butterfly flew past her face.
A few minutes later, Gohan, Videl, and Pan had finally arrived. Gohan set his family down and powered down.
"Finally...." Vegita muttered. Everyone gathered around.
"Well," Goku said, "this is everyone. I guess we can get going."
"Okay," Goten said, "I'll go get Gotu and Jacion." As he was walking to the place where the two boys had been seen last, a cry could be heard coming from their direction. Goten looked back at Trunks and they both went running towards the boys.
They reached them to find two young Super Saiyans. One-Jacion-was attempting to pry the other-Gotu-off of himself. Goten and Trunks each grabbed their children and attempted to pull them apart.
"Gotu, let go of him!" Goten yelled. But no matter how hard they tried, Gotu would not remove his small hands from Jacion's neck. It was now time for their fathers to take a more drastic approach. They made eye contact and nodded to each other. They then proceeded to power up into Super Saiyans themselves.
The increase in their strength tore the two boys apart, sending their fathers to the ground with the children in their arms. Jacion cried out, gasping in large quantities of air, while Gotu continued to fling his fist around wildly.
"Gotu! Stop that now!" Everyone looked up in surprise to see Natalie and Catarina hovering in the air above them. Of course, Catarina was receiving some help from Natalie, as this was her first time flying.
"Cat, you're flying!" Goten exclaimed.
"Don't change the subject. I want to know what on Earth is going on here!" she said, looking at Gotu in particular. Goten set the small boy on the ground and stood up brushing himself off. He then placed his hands on his son's shoulders. Gotu looked up at his father-who was towering over him. He then looked up at his mother, his eyes beginning to cloud. He whirled around, clutching Goten's baggy training pants and sobbing into them. Goten looked up at Catarina and then knelt down in front of his son, holding him close.
"Gotu? Does this have anything to do with what happened yesterday?" Gotu nodded his head, sniffling.
"He turned into a Super Saiyan and said that since I'm only a third class Saiyan and he's royalty, that he's a lot better than me."
"It's okay Gotu, I'll talk to Jacion's daddy, okay?" The young Saiyan nodded his head. Goten stood up to see Natalie inspecting Jacion for any injuries, finding only one-another black eye. Catarina was still hovering above them. Goten proceeded to walk over to Trunks and Natalie to tell them what had happened. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his wife clutch her stomach in pain and begin to fall out of the sky. He turned around and ran towards her, jumping over Gotu on the way. He caught the rapidly descending Catarina in his arms.
"Cat, honey are you okay?" he asked her, concernedly.
"Yeah, I just got a little dizzy of something, that's all." She reassured him.
"Okay," he said wearily, "I need to go talk with Trunks really quick. Stay here and keep and eye on Gotu, okay?" she nodded her head, and he set her down, heading towards Trunks and Natalie. He arrived and explained to them what had happened. Trunks and Natalie looked down at their son. The small boy looked down at his feet and twiddled his fingers.
"Jacion, what did I tell you yesterday?"
"But, Daddy...."
"No buts, I told you that you were never to say that again." He turned to his wife, "Well, Nat, what are we gonna do?"
"Well, we could always have your father give him a little 'training'-you and I both know what a nightmare that can be."
"Sounds good to me-shall I take him to Namek to start him out?" Natalie looked a little doubtful-she didn't really want her little boy going off to some distant planet in the middle of nowhere. Then, her eyes lit up.
"We'll all go!" she said gleefully.
"What do you mean all?" Trunks asked suspiciously.
"You, Jacion, me.... and Kira." She explained, gesturing to the green-eyed bundle of joy on the ground next to her. Trunks looked at her, surprised.
"You're sure about this?"
"Yes. We never do anything together anymore." She said sadly.
"This isn't exactly a family outing-"
"I know, I know. Don't worry, me and Kira will stay out of the way." She reassured him.
"I don't know." Trunks said stubbornly, folding his arms across his chest. "I just don't-"
"Want us to get hurt. Trunks, come on, you're being way too overprotective. You know very well that I can take care of myself. Ever since Jacion was born you've been babying me, and I'm tired of it, Trunks! For once, I'd just like to live life the way I did before." She cried to her husband. She turned away, not wanting him to see her tears.
"Mmm....Mo....Mommy."
"What?" Natalie asked, thinking it was Jacion.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Kira cried joyfully, her green eyes glowing with delight. Nat whirled around and smiled happily at her one-year-old daughter. Kira had her arms outstretched towards her mother. Natalie knelt down, pulling her daughter close.
"Trunks, did you hear her?! She said 'Mommy!'" Nat cried, tears of happiness making their way down her cheeks. She stood up with Kira in her arms and walked over to Trunks.
"That's my little girl." Trunks said proudly. Kira turned from playing with her mother's soft, brown ponytail, and looked at her father. She reached her arms out to him. He took her into his arms. As he held her, she sort of studied his face. Then, quicker than any of them could see, she jumped up and caught his nose in her tiny fingers. "Wow, that was fast!" Trunks exclaimed. Then, unexpectedly, she began to squeeze.... hard. "Oww! Kira, let go!" he cried in pain.
"Beep! Beep! Daddy." Kira giggled as she bounced up and down in his arms, squeezing harder. In the meantime, Trunks had tears streaming down his cheeks-this was really hurting.
All of a sudden, they heard cynical laughter coming from above them. They looked up to see Vegita, holding his stomach because he was laughing so hard. "Oh, what a sight!" he said recovering. "My son-overtaken by an infant!" With that, he burst into another fit of laughter. At this, Kira let go of Trunks' nose and looked up at the laughing form in the sky.
"Gwampa." She stated plainly, sticking her small tongue out at him. She then held her tiny hands up in front of her face, examining them. Once she finished that, she cupped her small palms above her head. Trunks' eyes widened as he realized what she was doing. He looked at Nat and found a similar expression on her face. Kira brought her hands down in front of herself and yelled at the top of her tiny lungs, "Masenko!" copying Gohan's signature move.
The weak blast hit Vegita directly in the face, catching him off-guard. It was really nothing that could hurt him, but still, she was only a year old and shooting ki blasts already! Vegita looked up in shock, his face slightly singed. He gained a very serious expression on his face as he lowered himself to the ground, landing directly in front of his son and granddaughter.
"Trunks, hand her here." Vegita commanded of his son. Trunks wasn't too sure about his father handling Kira-but then again, he had made it to the age of twenty-five in one piece. He cautiously handed his daughter to Vegita.
The battle-worn fighter examined his granddaughter, looking her over from the top of her purple-haired head, down to her tiny toes.
"How long have you been training her?" Vegita asked Trunks.
"I haven't trained her at all, Dad! She's only a year old!"
"Hmph." Vegita grunted. "You can't seriously expect me to believe that, boy. Are you trying to tell me that an infant just figured out how to fire ki blasts on her own? That's as absurd as Mirai-" Vegita stopped short.
"What about the future, Dad?" Trunks asked curiously.
"Nothing, just forget it." Vegita said quickly, handing Kira back to his son. He couldn't believe he had almost slipped up on that. What he was going to say, was that it was as absurd as Mirai Trunks learning how to use his sword on his own. But him and Bulma still didn't want their son to know about the boy from the future. "Let's get back to Kakarott. I'd like to get this mission of his over with as soon as possible"
"Okay, come on everyone, let's go." Trunks called over his shoulder. Natalie and Trunks picked up their children and flew back to Goku. Goten followed, carrying his wife and his son in his arms.
'Is it my imagination, or has Cat put on some weight in the last couple of days?' Goten thought to himself. He just lightly shrugged his shoulders and continued on.
Everyone landed near Goku. "Well, Dad, shall we be going?" Gohan asked.
"I think so. Everyone's here." Those who were going said their good-byes to anyone who was staying behind. "Wait a minute, where's Chichi?" Goku asked. His question was answered a couple of seconds later, when Chichi came running out of the house.
"I just got off the phone with Bulma," she panted, "she said to wish you all good luck and to make sure that Gohan had the wrist communicator."
"Yep." Gohan said, holding up his arm.
"Okay, well then, I guess you guys are set to go." She said, hugging each of her sons and her husband in turn.
"Bye, Mom." Gohan and Goten said in unison, each giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Bye, Grandma." Gotu said, hugging her.
Everyone took their positions around Goku and waved to Chichi, Videl and Pan. Then, Goku placed two fingers on his forehead and they were gone.
"Well, I guess we'll see them in a few days." Videl stated. The three of them walked into the house, thinking about what Goku could possibly want to wish for that Earth's Dragonballs couldn't give him. Oh well, they'd find out soon enough.
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Meanwhile, on Namek...
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Gotu and Jacion looked around in wonder at their new surroundings. Never before had they seen this kind of landscape.
"Wow..." they said in unison. Their curious side took over and they took off into the sky. They were about half a mile away, when they slammed into something. They looked up to see Goten and Trunks in front of them.
"And where do you two think you are going?" Trunks asked.
"Uh...I thought I saw Grandpa come over this way..." Jacion lied.
"Oh?" Trunks said, raising and eyebrow suspiciously, "Well then, where exactly over here is he?" Jacion was at a loss for words, when he saw something flicker into view above them. Smirking, he pointed up. Trunks and Goten looked up to see what looked like Vegita hovering above them. "Fine, but next time, tell us before you just take off."
"Yes, sir." The two boys said in unison. Trunks and Goten flew off toward the rest of the group, figuring Vegita could keep an eye on the kids for now. When their parents were out of sight, the boys flew up to where Vegita was.
"Thanks, Grandpa. You saved us."
"Who the hell are you two?!"
"I'm Jacion and that's Gotu. You know that Grandpa." Jacion said, giggling.
"I don't know who you think I am, but I'm not your grandfather, kid. Trust me, I don't have any kids-let alone grandkids."
"But, Grandpa Vegita-"
"Wait a minute, did you say Vegita?!"
"Yeah, so?"
"Okay, I see where you're confused, kid, but I'm not your grandpa. Do you think you could take me to see him?" the man asked.
"Sure." Jacion said suspiciously. The three made their way over to the group.
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Half a mile away...
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"Alright guys, to make this go a little more quickly, we're going to split up." Goku explained. Just then, Trunks and Goten arrived back. "Hey you two, we're splitting up into groups. I've already thought them up. Goten, Trunks and Gohan? You'll each go alone. Natalie and Catarina will go together. Vegita will take Jacion, and I'll take Gotu. Natalie and Trunks? You two can decide on who takes Kira."
"I'll take her." Trunks volunteered.
"Well, now that that's settled, let's go."
"Fine. Trunks, where's your brat?" Vegita asked.
"What do you mean? Him and Gotu were with you?" Trunks said worriedly.
"What?!" Natalie and Cat screamed simultaneously.
"Trunks, where are our children?!" Cat cried.
"I swear! They were with Dad!" he said defensively.
"Guys! Calm down! Let me just scan for them." Goku said. He closed his eyes, searching for the missing children. A minute later, his eyes snapped open. "They're right over in that direction...and they're not alone." He said grimly, pointing at three fast-approaching figures.
Two of the figures kept coming, but the third stopped, hung there for a few seconds and sped off in the other direction.
"Gotu! What were you doing?!" Cat yelled, pulling her little boy close.
"I'm okay Mommy, honest." He said reassuringly.
"Jacion, who was that with you?" Trunks asked.
"I dunno. But he looked a lot like Grandpa." He replied thoughtfully.
"Hmm. Well, he didn't feel very powerful, but keep your eyes open for him." Goku said.
"Right." The rest of the replied, except for Vegita, who gave his customary grunt. Then in a hurry to get the task over with, he grabbed his grandson by the wrist and took off towards a nearby village.
"I suppose we should follow suit." Goten said. Him, Gohan, and Trunks off toward villages in separate directions-Trunks with Kira tucked safely under one arm.
"Well, Goku, I guess we'll see you in a bit. Take good care of Gotu for me."
"You know I will. See you Cat."
And with that, Natalie and Catarina flew off, going slow enough that Cat wouldn't be overwhelmed-having just learned how to fly not that long ago.
"Well, Gotu, it's just you and me now. What do you say we go get ourselves a couple of Dragonballs?"
"Yeah!" Gotu shouted joyfully. With that, the two shot off into the distance.
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Chapter 3-The Hunt,
Peace!
Mirai Catarina.
Contact me at: WldWldWolf@aol.com or Mirai_Catarina@hotmail.com
Author's Note: This story takes place sometime during Dragonball GT. In the timeline of this story, Goku will never absorb the Dragonballs and leave forever, never to be seen again, so you have nothing to worry about. And also, Gohan does not become a super nerd or anything like that. I thank my fellow DBZ fans that gave me permission to use any characters that may have been in one of their own fanfictions. I am sorry if any part of my fanfic sounds at all similar to one that any person wrote. I do not intend for that to happen.
Disclaimer: No, I do not own any of the characters from DB, DBZ, or DBGT. Please ask me before using any of the characters that I have created myself (such as Gotu, Catarina, and Jacion), or before using any of the characters that my friends have created (such as Natalie and Kira), so that I can ask them if you may use them.
Welcome to Earth Chapter 2-On to Namek
* * * *
Videl watched in horror as Gohan's life fled from him before her eyes. "I never should have let you go." She sobbed.
"I'm sorry...." he whispered to her, "please.... take good care of....Pan." And with that, Gohan fell limp in her arms.
"Gohan? Gohan! No!" she yelled.
Then, she felt herself being shaken, but she paid no attention, she just sobbed. Someone was calling her name, but she didn't care, so she ignored it.
* * * *
"Videl? Videl, wake up." Gohan said, shaking her. She shot straight up. She looked at Gohan and fell into his arms, sobbing. "Honey? Are you okay?" he asked her.
She pushed herself away and looked into his eyes. "Please, just promise me that you'll come home okay." She said, her voice wavering.
Gohan looked at her quizzically, but he pulled her close and said, "I promise."
Just then, Pan walked in, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Mommy? Daddy? When are we going to Grandpa's house?"
"Oh my gosh! What time is it?!" Gohan cried, looking at the clock on the bedside table. "11:30! We'll never make it there in time!" he yelled, rushing to the dresser and grabbing a loose training gi. "Pan, go get ready. And quickly this time-or I'll pick some clothes for you!"
"Yes, Daddy." She said, running to her room. As Gohan slipped his clothes on, Videl followed suit, pulling on an over-sized T-shirt and a pair of jean shorts. Gohan then reached into another drawer, pulling out a wrist communicator that Bulma had given him yesterday. Once he had it strapped on, he grabbed Videl's wrist and ran out of the room, snatching Pan as she made her way back down the hall. As soon as he got outside the house, he shut the door and grabbed his wife and daughter around their waists. Then he proceeded to power up into Super Saiyan and took off into the sky towards his father's house.
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"Where is that brat of yours, Kakarott? He's late." Vegita grumbled.
"Don't worry Vegita, Gohan shouldn't take too much longer to get here." Goku reassured the prince, "Besides, if you would use your sense, you would see that he's in Super Saiyan form and making good time." Vegita just grunted and returned to his seat on a boulder in the massive field. Gotu and Jacion ran around, doing some play fighting as their parents talked about everyday topics. Kira toddled around, examining various plants and bugs in her exploration. Every once in a while, she would giggle as a butterfly flew past her face.
A few minutes later, Gohan, Videl, and Pan had finally arrived. Gohan set his family down and powered down.
"Finally...." Vegita muttered. Everyone gathered around.
"Well," Goku said, "this is everyone. I guess we can get going."
"Okay," Goten said, "I'll go get Gotu and Jacion." As he was walking to the place where the two boys had been seen last, a cry could be heard coming from their direction. Goten looked back at Trunks and they both went running towards the boys.
They reached them to find two young Super Saiyans. One-Jacion-was attempting to pry the other-Gotu-off of himself. Goten and Trunks each grabbed their children and attempted to pull them apart.
"Gotu, let go of him!" Goten yelled. But no matter how hard they tried, Gotu would not remove his small hands from Jacion's neck. It was now time for their fathers to take a more drastic approach. They made eye contact and nodded to each other. They then proceeded to power up into Super Saiyans themselves.
The increase in their strength tore the two boys apart, sending their fathers to the ground with the children in their arms. Jacion cried out, gasping in large quantities of air, while Gotu continued to fling his fist around wildly.
"Gotu! Stop that now!" Everyone looked up in surprise to see Natalie and Catarina hovering in the air above them. Of course, Catarina was receiving some help from Natalie, as this was her first time flying.
"Cat, you're flying!" Goten exclaimed.
"Don't change the subject. I want to know what on Earth is going on here!" she said, looking at Gotu in particular. Goten set the small boy on the ground and stood up brushing himself off. He then placed his hands on his son's shoulders. Gotu looked up at his father-who was towering over him. He then looked up at his mother, his eyes beginning to cloud. He whirled around, clutching Goten's baggy training pants and sobbing into them. Goten looked up at Catarina and then knelt down in front of his son, holding him close.
"Gotu? Does this have anything to do with what happened yesterday?" Gotu nodded his head, sniffling.
"He turned into a Super Saiyan and said that since I'm only a third class Saiyan and he's royalty, that he's a lot better than me."
"It's okay Gotu, I'll talk to Jacion's daddy, okay?" The young Saiyan nodded his head. Goten stood up to see Natalie inspecting Jacion for any injuries, finding only one-another black eye. Catarina was still hovering above them. Goten proceeded to walk over to Trunks and Natalie to tell them what had happened. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his wife clutch her stomach in pain and begin to fall out of the sky. He turned around and ran towards her, jumping over Gotu on the way. He caught the rapidly descending Catarina in his arms.
"Cat, honey are you okay?" he asked her, concernedly.
"Yeah, I just got a little dizzy of something, that's all." She reassured him.
"Okay," he said wearily, "I need to go talk with Trunks really quick. Stay here and keep and eye on Gotu, okay?" she nodded her head, and he set her down, heading towards Trunks and Natalie. He arrived and explained to them what had happened. Trunks and Natalie looked down at their son. The small boy looked down at his feet and twiddled his fingers.
"Jacion, what did I tell you yesterday?"
"But, Daddy...."
"No buts, I told you that you were never to say that again." He turned to his wife, "Well, Nat, what are we gonna do?"
"Well, we could always have your father give him a little 'training'-you and I both know what a nightmare that can be."
"Sounds good to me-shall I take him to Namek to start him out?" Natalie looked a little doubtful-she didn't really want her little boy going off to some distant planet in the middle of nowhere. Then, her eyes lit up.
"We'll all go!" she said gleefully.
"What do you mean all?" Trunks asked suspiciously.
"You, Jacion, me.... and Kira." She explained, gesturing to the green-eyed bundle of joy on the ground next to her. Trunks looked at her, surprised.
"You're sure about this?"
"Yes. We never do anything together anymore." She said sadly.
"This isn't exactly a family outing-"
"I know, I know. Don't worry, me and Kira will stay out of the way." She reassured him.
"I don't know." Trunks said stubbornly, folding his arms across his chest. "I just don't-"
"Want us to get hurt. Trunks, come on, you're being way too overprotective. You know very well that I can take care of myself. Ever since Jacion was born you've been babying me, and I'm tired of it, Trunks! For once, I'd just like to live life the way I did before." She cried to her husband. She turned away, not wanting him to see her tears.
"Mmm....Mo....Mommy."
"What?" Natalie asked, thinking it was Jacion.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Kira cried joyfully, her green eyes glowing with delight. Nat whirled around and smiled happily at her one-year-old daughter. Kira had her arms outstretched towards her mother. Natalie knelt down, pulling her daughter close.
"Trunks, did you hear her?! She said 'Mommy!'" Nat cried, tears of happiness making their way down her cheeks. She stood up with Kira in her arms and walked over to Trunks.
"That's my little girl." Trunks said proudly. Kira turned from playing with her mother's soft, brown ponytail, and looked at her father. She reached her arms out to him. He took her into his arms. As he held her, she sort of studied his face. Then, quicker than any of them could see, she jumped up and caught his nose in her tiny fingers. "Wow, that was fast!" Trunks exclaimed. Then, unexpectedly, she began to squeeze.... hard. "Oww! Kira, let go!" he cried in pain.
"Beep! Beep! Daddy." Kira giggled as she bounced up and down in his arms, squeezing harder. In the meantime, Trunks had tears streaming down his cheeks-this was really hurting.
All of a sudden, they heard cynical laughter coming from above them. They looked up to see Vegita, holding his stomach because he was laughing so hard. "Oh, what a sight!" he said recovering. "My son-overtaken by an infant!" With that, he burst into another fit of laughter. At this, Kira let go of Trunks' nose and looked up at the laughing form in the sky.
"Gwampa." She stated plainly, sticking her small tongue out at him. She then held her tiny hands up in front of her face, examining them. Once she finished that, she cupped her small palms above her head. Trunks' eyes widened as he realized what she was doing. He looked at Nat and found a similar expression on her face. Kira brought her hands down in front of herself and yelled at the top of her tiny lungs, "Masenko!" copying Gohan's signature move.
The weak blast hit Vegita directly in the face, catching him off-guard. It was really nothing that could hurt him, but still, she was only a year old and shooting ki blasts already! Vegita looked up in shock, his face slightly singed. He gained a very serious expression on his face as he lowered himself to the ground, landing directly in front of his son and granddaughter.
"Trunks, hand her here." Vegita commanded of his son. Trunks wasn't too sure about his father handling Kira-but then again, he had made it to the age of twenty-five in one piece. He cautiously handed his daughter to Vegita.
The battle-worn fighter examined his granddaughter, looking her over from the top of her purple-haired head, down to her tiny toes.
"How long have you been training her?" Vegita asked Trunks.
"I haven't trained her at all, Dad! She's only a year old!"
"Hmph." Vegita grunted. "You can't seriously expect me to believe that, boy. Are you trying to tell me that an infant just figured out how to fire ki blasts on her own? That's as absurd as Mirai-" Vegita stopped short.
"What about the future, Dad?" Trunks asked curiously.
"Nothing, just forget it." Vegita said quickly, handing Kira back to his son. He couldn't believe he had almost slipped up on that. What he was going to say, was that it was as absurd as Mirai Trunks learning how to use his sword on his own. But him and Bulma still didn't want their son to know about the boy from the future. "Let's get back to Kakarott. I'd like to get this mission of his over with as soon as possible"
"Okay, come on everyone, let's go." Trunks called over his shoulder. Natalie and Trunks picked up their children and flew back to Goku. Goten followed, carrying his wife and his son in his arms.
'Is it my imagination, or has Cat put on some weight in the last couple of days?' Goten thought to himself. He just lightly shrugged his shoulders and continued on.
Everyone landed near Goku. "Well, Dad, shall we be going?" Gohan asked.
"I think so. Everyone's here." Those who were going said their good-byes to anyone who was staying behind. "Wait a minute, where's Chichi?" Goku asked. His question was answered a couple of seconds later, when Chichi came running out of the house.
"I just got off the phone with Bulma," she panted, "she said to wish you all good luck and to make sure that Gohan had the wrist communicator."
"Yep." Gohan said, holding up his arm.
"Okay, well then, I guess you guys are set to go." She said, hugging each of her sons and her husband in turn.
"Bye, Mom." Gohan and Goten said in unison, each giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Bye, Grandma." Gotu said, hugging her.
Everyone took their positions around Goku and waved to Chichi, Videl and Pan. Then, Goku placed two fingers on his forehead and they were gone.
"Well, I guess we'll see them in a few days." Videl stated. The three of them walked into the house, thinking about what Goku could possibly want to wish for that Earth's Dragonballs couldn't give him. Oh well, they'd find out soon enough.
* * * *
Meanwhile, on Namek...
* * * *
Gotu and Jacion looked around in wonder at their new surroundings. Never before had they seen this kind of landscape.
"Wow..." they said in unison. Their curious side took over and they took off into the sky. They were about half a mile away, when they slammed into something. They looked up to see Goten and Trunks in front of them.
"And where do you two think you are going?" Trunks asked.
"Uh...I thought I saw Grandpa come over this way..." Jacion lied.
"Oh?" Trunks said, raising and eyebrow suspiciously, "Well then, where exactly over here is he?" Jacion was at a loss for words, when he saw something flicker into view above them. Smirking, he pointed up. Trunks and Goten looked up to see what looked like Vegita hovering above them. "Fine, but next time, tell us before you just take off."
"Yes, sir." The two boys said in unison. Trunks and Goten flew off toward the rest of the group, figuring Vegita could keep an eye on the kids for now. When their parents were out of sight, the boys flew up to where Vegita was.
"Thanks, Grandpa. You saved us."
"Who the hell are you two?!"
"I'm Jacion and that's Gotu. You know that Grandpa." Jacion said, giggling.
"I don't know who you think I am, but I'm not your grandfather, kid. Trust me, I don't have any kids-let alone grandkids."
"But, Grandpa Vegita-"
"Wait a minute, did you say Vegita?!"
"Yeah, so?"
"Okay, I see where you're confused, kid, but I'm not your grandpa. Do you think you could take me to see him?" the man asked.
"Sure." Jacion said suspiciously. The three made their way over to the group.
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Half a mile away...
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"Alright guys, to make this go a little more quickly, we're going to split up." Goku explained. Just then, Trunks and Goten arrived back. "Hey you two, we're splitting up into groups. I've already thought them up. Goten, Trunks and Gohan? You'll each go alone. Natalie and Catarina will go together. Vegita will take Jacion, and I'll take Gotu. Natalie and Trunks? You two can decide on who takes Kira."
"I'll take her." Trunks volunteered.
"Well, now that that's settled, let's go."
"Fine. Trunks, where's your brat?" Vegita asked.
"What do you mean? Him and Gotu were with you?" Trunks said worriedly.
"What?!" Natalie and Cat screamed simultaneously.
"Trunks, where are our children?!" Cat cried.
"I swear! They were with Dad!" he said defensively.
"Guys! Calm down! Let me just scan for them." Goku said. He closed his eyes, searching for the missing children. A minute later, his eyes snapped open. "They're right over in that direction...and they're not alone." He said grimly, pointing at three fast-approaching figures.
Two of the figures kept coming, but the third stopped, hung there for a few seconds and sped off in the other direction.
"Gotu! What were you doing?!" Cat yelled, pulling her little boy close.
"I'm okay Mommy, honest." He said reassuringly.
"Jacion, who was that with you?" Trunks asked.
"I dunno. But he looked a lot like Grandpa." He replied thoughtfully.
"Hmm. Well, he didn't feel very powerful, but keep your eyes open for him." Goku said.
"Right." The rest of the replied, except for Vegita, who gave his customary grunt. Then in a hurry to get the task over with, he grabbed his grandson by the wrist and took off towards a nearby village.
"I suppose we should follow suit." Goten said. Him, Gohan, and Trunks off toward villages in separate directions-Trunks with Kira tucked safely under one arm.
"Well, Goku, I guess we'll see you in a bit. Take good care of Gotu for me."
"You know I will. See you Cat."
And with that, Natalie and Catarina flew off, going slow enough that Cat wouldn't be overwhelmed-having just learned how to fly not that long ago.
"Well, Gotu, it's just you and me now. What do you say we go get ourselves a couple of Dragonballs?"
"Yeah!" Gotu shouted joyfully. With that, the two shot off into the distance.
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