Saiyajin Siblings: The Demon Within - Chapter 3
Author's Note: I don't own DB/Z.
5 years later
"GOKU!"
Father and son both winced at the same time, hearing the voice come from their small home. "Dad I think she found out," the young boy whispered, as his tail quickly fell to the ground in worry.
"Hn, you don't think she will be that mad do you?" Goku sheepishly replied looking back toward his home, noticing the woman he fell in love with storming up the bank. In her hand she held a piece of ruined fabric.
"Dad, I think mad would be the understatement of the year," Gohan giggled, quickly covering his mouth as his mom narrowed her eyes. The young boy had only been given birth to a few years prior and already had the concept down that his mom being ill was a bad sign.
Chichi walked up as her tail thrashed behind her. "Time after time after time, I tell you not to put red with white. Yet Goku, you keep doing it. I appreciate the effort of trying to do laundry, but I think I will do it myself," she cried out holding up the newly pink dress. She sometimes wondered if her husband could do much more than just fighting and loving. At the thought of loving her cheeks turned red.
"Sorry about that sweetheart. I was only trying to help. I didn't think that I had put anything red in. What was it that slipped my eyesight?" Goku questioned as he scratched the back of his head. He never understood how she could get so mad at him for such little things as laundry.
Chichi blushed even deeper as she remembered what turned the clothes pink. "Um never mind, it was a private article of clothing," she quickly replied, running back to the house. She had forgotten it was one of her negligees.
Goku turned from her retreating form and shrugged at his son. He never could understand her moods. "I guess she wasn't mad after all. I need to remember not to do laundry from now on. That was just down right weird," he spoke as he heard his stomach rumble. In response his tail came up and clutched his stomach. "Ugh, I think we need to stop and get something to eat son, my stomach is killing me," Goku chuckled as his stomach growled again in protest.
Gohan rolled his eyes. Either his mom was yelling or his dad was eating. He smiled to himself as he followed his dad down to the house. Things were always the same.
As the two retreated into the distance a form came out from behind his hiding spot. "So it's true, Kakarotto is still alive. Yet who is the other woman?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Deep in the forest away from the city life, a lone figure sat cross-legged in the air. Under intense meditation, the woman trained her mind nonstop. Images flew through her head until she ran across a disturbing view.
A man stood in deep underbrush watching two figures retreat towards their home. "So it's true, Kakarotto is still alive. Yet who is the other woman?" he spoke aloud. Thrashing his tail behind him, the man slowly turned around.
"Goku? It cannot be!" Bulma spoke aloud quickly returning to her thoughts for answers. Long hair trailed down the warrior's back, emphasizing his stark features. A device was attached to his ear, which covered one eye. To Bulma it seemed like a spitting image of Goku before her, until an evil grin came across his face.
"Something is not right, why would that man be watching Goku? I personally have never seen him and to all of our knowledge only Goku, Chichi, Gohan and myself have tails," she spoke to herself uncertain whose side this new warrior was on. From the looks of it, he seemed filled with malice intents unbeknownst to why though.
Bulma came out of her thoughts and decided there was no time to waste. She had to warn Goku of this new intruder and fast. Taking off into the sunset, she flew with great speed towards the Son residence.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The man walked away in the opposite direction from which Goku and Gohan was heading. He still couldn't believe that instead of just one, there were three saiya-jins'. From his records only one was to be sent to this planet to purge it, how they escaped without a trace couldn't register with him. Walking across a stream he came to a stop below a low-lying tree. Thinking this would give him enough cover in case of emergency, he contemplated how he was going to explain this to his leader. He was about to turn on his transmitter when he felt another power level coming towards him.
Crouching defensively, he kept his own level down to prevent being noticed, and looked up in anticipation. He wondered what being could possibly have a power level that matched the other female saiya-jin that he just saw. The answer slapped him across the face as he watched another female figure speeding along, alone in the sky.
'This can't be! Another saiya-jin as well?' he thought to himself incredulously, his eyes catching the aqua tail that was flared up behind her.
"I have to notify the prince of this immediately."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bulma landed softly upon the doorstep of Goku's home. She couldn't help but smile to herself. 'One month I promise, my hiney. How did one month equal five years?' she chuckled inwardly knowing that she could not stay mad at her friend no matter what. Each time she tried to be angry he always gave her that "Did I do wrong?" puppy dog look. The thing was he didn't do it intentionally either.
She rose a hand to knock on the door when it suddenly opened to reveal a young boy with his cheeks puffed full of food. Bulma couldn't help but start laughing at the sight of him. To her, he looked like a squirrel hoarding food for the winter. She leaned against the doorway, waiting for him to swallow his food and properly invite her inside. Munching away his eyes darted down to her tail and he quickly started choking on his food in surprise.
Bulma saw he was having difficulty and swatted his back hard, hoping to dislodge the offending morsel from the young boy's throat. With one sputter he spat out the piece of food, which landed at the toe of Bulma's boot.
"Lesson number one, never answer the door with your mouth full," she chuckled as she looked him up and down. 'He looks just like Goku at that age, so full of innocence and wonderment,' Bulma thought to herself noticing the look of confusion on the boy's face.
"May I help you Ma'am?" he asked as he kept eyeing her tail. His thoughts kept screaming at him that only his mother and father had tails. Then why did this woman that stood before him have one?
Bulma leaned down so she could be face to face with him. "My name is Bulma, I need to speak with your father as soon as possible. Is he home?" she asked, smiling at the expression upon his face.
"Yes, Daddy is in the kitchen. Would you like to come inside? My name is Gohan," he grinned knowing that she was a friend not foe. Gohan extended his hand out towards the kitchen, gesturing for Bulma to follow. Bulma walked behind him through the small house observing the surroundings. This was the first time she noticed Goku had become a family man. Pictures adorned the walls, his wedding, the day his son was borne, a family vacation. To her it seemed as if he had the perfect life, and that's all she wanted for him. He finally had a family and was no longer alone. Unlike herself.
She followed Gohan into the kitchen and stopped in the doorway. Sitting there cuddled up with Chichi, was her long time friend Goku. Bulma stifled a laugh as he looked up and grinned at her, with a mouth full of noodles. As he swallowed his mouthful of food, he looked up to see blur of blue wielding a fist, smashing into his face, and sending him sliding across the kitchen floor. With one command of the mind he was held fast and decided to look up.
"Long time no see, Goku. Don't you think you could have called?" Bulma grinned ear to ear as she stood over him, oblivious to the death glares she was receiving from his son and wife.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Still in a state of shock of seeing not one, but four surviving saiya-jins, the crouching man sat contemplating how he was going to explain. In his mind he kept repeating 'There was supposed to be only one.' There was no way he can go up against 3 full-grown saiya-jins and one child saiya-jin. He calculated in his head the power levels of all four, knowing that they would be difficult to handle even at his level.
Running a hand though his thick upswept mane, he came to the conclusion that the faster he reported the quicker it would be over with. Switching his scouter over to transmit mode, he took an intake of breath as he prepared himself to speak. The effort was blown to Hades as a demanding voice came across.
"RADDITZ! What the hell took you so long? Is Kakarotto there?" a voice blared out busting Radditz's eardrums. Wincing, he removed the scouter and rubbed his ears hoping to stop the ringing. Still hearing the screaming from his prince on the other end of the speaker, he decided to hold the speaker far enough away to coherently hear him.
"Sir, I apologize for taking so long to report. I do bring back good and bad news," Radditz slowly spoke, trying to think how to phrase the information right without having the prince go ballistic on him.
"SPIT IT OUT IDIOT! I don't have all day!" the voice boomed out through the transmitter speaker, growing quickly agitated.
Radditz took a quick breath. "Yes, Kakarotto is here. But so are 3 more saiya-jins. One is his son, the other two are females," he spat out quickly, hoping the prince understood what he just said.
"WHAT? That is impossible! No females survived the explosion of our planet! Radditz, I demand you get more information before you report to me. You must be loosing your mind if you think that for one moment I believe you saw female saiya-jins."
"Sir, they had tails," Radditz continued, looking around to make sure no one heard his proclamation. He listened for a response out of his superior and found the prince speechless, interpreting the worst. Silence, is the first sign of anger for the Prince of Saiya-jins.
Author's Note: I don't own DB/Z.
5 years later
"GOKU!"
Father and son both winced at the same time, hearing the voice come from their small home. "Dad I think she found out," the young boy whispered, as his tail quickly fell to the ground in worry.
"Hn, you don't think she will be that mad do you?" Goku sheepishly replied looking back toward his home, noticing the woman he fell in love with storming up the bank. In her hand she held a piece of ruined fabric.
"Dad, I think mad would be the understatement of the year," Gohan giggled, quickly covering his mouth as his mom narrowed her eyes. The young boy had only been given birth to a few years prior and already had the concept down that his mom being ill was a bad sign.
Chichi walked up as her tail thrashed behind her. "Time after time after time, I tell you not to put red with white. Yet Goku, you keep doing it. I appreciate the effort of trying to do laundry, but I think I will do it myself," she cried out holding up the newly pink dress. She sometimes wondered if her husband could do much more than just fighting and loving. At the thought of loving her cheeks turned red.
"Sorry about that sweetheart. I was only trying to help. I didn't think that I had put anything red in. What was it that slipped my eyesight?" Goku questioned as he scratched the back of his head. He never understood how she could get so mad at him for such little things as laundry.
Chichi blushed even deeper as she remembered what turned the clothes pink. "Um never mind, it was a private article of clothing," she quickly replied, running back to the house. She had forgotten it was one of her negligees.
Goku turned from her retreating form and shrugged at his son. He never could understand her moods. "I guess she wasn't mad after all. I need to remember not to do laundry from now on. That was just down right weird," he spoke as he heard his stomach rumble. In response his tail came up and clutched his stomach. "Ugh, I think we need to stop and get something to eat son, my stomach is killing me," Goku chuckled as his stomach growled again in protest.
Gohan rolled his eyes. Either his mom was yelling or his dad was eating. He smiled to himself as he followed his dad down to the house. Things were always the same.
As the two retreated into the distance a form came out from behind his hiding spot. "So it's true, Kakarotto is still alive. Yet who is the other woman?"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Deep in the forest away from the city life, a lone figure sat cross-legged in the air. Under intense meditation, the woman trained her mind nonstop. Images flew through her head until she ran across a disturbing view.
A man stood in deep underbrush watching two figures retreat towards their home. "So it's true, Kakarotto is still alive. Yet who is the other woman?" he spoke aloud. Thrashing his tail behind him, the man slowly turned around.
"Goku? It cannot be!" Bulma spoke aloud quickly returning to her thoughts for answers. Long hair trailed down the warrior's back, emphasizing his stark features. A device was attached to his ear, which covered one eye. To Bulma it seemed like a spitting image of Goku before her, until an evil grin came across his face.
"Something is not right, why would that man be watching Goku? I personally have never seen him and to all of our knowledge only Goku, Chichi, Gohan and myself have tails," she spoke to herself uncertain whose side this new warrior was on. From the looks of it, he seemed filled with malice intents unbeknownst to why though.
Bulma came out of her thoughts and decided there was no time to waste. She had to warn Goku of this new intruder and fast. Taking off into the sunset, she flew with great speed towards the Son residence.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The man walked away in the opposite direction from which Goku and Gohan was heading. He still couldn't believe that instead of just one, there were three saiya-jins'. From his records only one was to be sent to this planet to purge it, how they escaped without a trace couldn't register with him. Walking across a stream he came to a stop below a low-lying tree. Thinking this would give him enough cover in case of emergency, he contemplated how he was going to explain this to his leader. He was about to turn on his transmitter when he felt another power level coming towards him.
Crouching defensively, he kept his own level down to prevent being noticed, and looked up in anticipation. He wondered what being could possibly have a power level that matched the other female saiya-jin that he just saw. The answer slapped him across the face as he watched another female figure speeding along, alone in the sky.
'This can't be! Another saiya-jin as well?' he thought to himself incredulously, his eyes catching the aqua tail that was flared up behind her.
"I have to notify the prince of this immediately."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bulma landed softly upon the doorstep of Goku's home. She couldn't help but smile to herself. 'One month I promise, my hiney. How did one month equal five years?' she chuckled inwardly knowing that she could not stay mad at her friend no matter what. Each time she tried to be angry he always gave her that "Did I do wrong?" puppy dog look. The thing was he didn't do it intentionally either.
She rose a hand to knock on the door when it suddenly opened to reveal a young boy with his cheeks puffed full of food. Bulma couldn't help but start laughing at the sight of him. To her, he looked like a squirrel hoarding food for the winter. She leaned against the doorway, waiting for him to swallow his food and properly invite her inside. Munching away his eyes darted down to her tail and he quickly started choking on his food in surprise.
Bulma saw he was having difficulty and swatted his back hard, hoping to dislodge the offending morsel from the young boy's throat. With one sputter he spat out the piece of food, which landed at the toe of Bulma's boot.
"Lesson number one, never answer the door with your mouth full," she chuckled as she looked him up and down. 'He looks just like Goku at that age, so full of innocence and wonderment,' Bulma thought to herself noticing the look of confusion on the boy's face.
"May I help you Ma'am?" he asked as he kept eyeing her tail. His thoughts kept screaming at him that only his mother and father had tails. Then why did this woman that stood before him have one?
Bulma leaned down so she could be face to face with him. "My name is Bulma, I need to speak with your father as soon as possible. Is he home?" she asked, smiling at the expression upon his face.
"Yes, Daddy is in the kitchen. Would you like to come inside? My name is Gohan," he grinned knowing that she was a friend not foe. Gohan extended his hand out towards the kitchen, gesturing for Bulma to follow. Bulma walked behind him through the small house observing the surroundings. This was the first time she noticed Goku had become a family man. Pictures adorned the walls, his wedding, the day his son was borne, a family vacation. To her it seemed as if he had the perfect life, and that's all she wanted for him. He finally had a family and was no longer alone. Unlike herself.
She followed Gohan into the kitchen and stopped in the doorway. Sitting there cuddled up with Chichi, was her long time friend Goku. Bulma stifled a laugh as he looked up and grinned at her, with a mouth full of noodles. As he swallowed his mouthful of food, he looked up to see blur of blue wielding a fist, smashing into his face, and sending him sliding across the kitchen floor. With one command of the mind he was held fast and decided to look up.
"Long time no see, Goku. Don't you think you could have called?" Bulma grinned ear to ear as she stood over him, oblivious to the death glares she was receiving from his son and wife.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Still in a state of shock of seeing not one, but four surviving saiya-jins, the crouching man sat contemplating how he was going to explain. In his mind he kept repeating 'There was supposed to be only one.' There was no way he can go up against 3 full-grown saiya-jins and one child saiya-jin. He calculated in his head the power levels of all four, knowing that they would be difficult to handle even at his level.
Running a hand though his thick upswept mane, he came to the conclusion that the faster he reported the quicker it would be over with. Switching his scouter over to transmit mode, he took an intake of breath as he prepared himself to speak. The effort was blown to Hades as a demanding voice came across.
"RADDITZ! What the hell took you so long? Is Kakarotto there?" a voice blared out busting Radditz's eardrums. Wincing, he removed the scouter and rubbed his ears hoping to stop the ringing. Still hearing the screaming from his prince on the other end of the speaker, he decided to hold the speaker far enough away to coherently hear him.
"Sir, I apologize for taking so long to report. I do bring back good and bad news," Radditz slowly spoke, trying to think how to phrase the information right without having the prince go ballistic on him.
"SPIT IT OUT IDIOT! I don't have all day!" the voice boomed out through the transmitter speaker, growing quickly agitated.
Radditz took a quick breath. "Yes, Kakarotto is here. But so are 3 more saiya-jins. One is his son, the other two are females," he spat out quickly, hoping the prince understood what he just said.
"WHAT? That is impossible! No females survived the explosion of our planet! Radditz, I demand you get more information before you report to me. You must be loosing your mind if you think that for one moment I believe you saw female saiya-jins."
"Sir, they had tails," Radditz continued, looking around to make sure no one heard his proclamation. He listened for a response out of his superior and found the prince speechless, interpreting the worst. Silence, is the first sign of anger for the Prince of Saiya-jins.
