All characters belong to Akira Toriyama and Funimation except for Tomata who belongs to me.
The Amnesia Saga
Part Seven
It was dark at Dende's Lookout as Mr. Popo was doing his usual rounds. Every night, for over a thousand years, the servant would walk around when the guardian is asleep making sure that everything is safe. It was his duty to make sure that the Lookout remain standing and no one intrudes.
"No." A faint moan as Mr. Popo looked around.
"Odd." Mr. Popo commented as he peeked inside to see Goku on the bed tossing and turning. In the years Goku had stayed at the Lookout when he was a little boy, Mr. Popo had never saw Goku so disturbed especially when he was asleep.
Mr. Popo watched as Goku tossed again and held himself tightly. "NO!!!" Goku screamed as he sat up. Sweat came down his face as his hair almost bounced up and down. "Dream." Goku looked around at the lush surroundings. It had been over a day since he came to this planet Earth. It still felt unreal to him. After so long, he finally can stop fighting that horrible war with the Termons. He should finally sleep easy knowing that he doesn't have to worry about attacks by monsters or starving himself constantly due to the lack of food. Now, he can eat as much as he like, sleep without injuries, and he is finally surrounded by people who know his name. So why does he feel so scared?
"Are you all right?" Mr. Popo inquired as he knelt down next to the Saiyan. "You seemed uneasy?"
"You would be uneasy too if you had two women fighting over you. One of them with a family and the other you love."
"Oh. Those two again." Mr. Popo sat down and got out some tea. "Tea?"
"Please." Goku accepted as he took a cup. "Man, I want to give Chi Chi a chance. I want to spend some time with the kids and Chi Chi."
"Excellent idea. Chi Chi and your children missed you greatly while you were gone."
"Any ideas on where to go?" Goku asked as he smiled, "I still don't know much about this world."
"Oh. Well, I don't usually travel off of this place." Mr. Popo explained as he sat down. "Well, what do you want to do with your family?"
"Ummm... well, talk, maybe spar with the kids. They are strong. Maybe, see more of Earth..."
"Then, what about here? We have plenty of room and you and your children can fight in the courtyard."
"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to bother you guys. Tomata is in the Sprit Room and Time training."
"Positive. You had done a lot of good in your life."
"Maybe, I can go to a beach. It would be nice to enjoy the ocean and not worry about being attacked." Goku laughed as he rubbed his head.
Mr. Popo nodded. "Yes."
"I can only spend a few hours and then, I'm going to train with Tomata. I hope she's doing okay."
*****
Fire. Tomata dodged and darted as the flames licked at her frame with Piccolo firing at her from high in the air. "Have to get stronger." She grunted to herself as she put out another small fire in her hair.
She had to get stronger. She had to redeem herself for crimes her family didn't do. True, the Saiyan race is all but dead and Vegita didn't have that much power anymore. It was all a matter of honor. Her family, may be dead but they deserved to be proven right even if it's to just one man.
More fire rose as she screamed, "I won't be disgraced!"
Piccolo rose an eyebrow as he fired some more blasts. **Is it just me or did she just sound like Vegita? Must be a Saiyan thing.** "Hey! Your limit's almost up!"
Tomata stopped as she gazed at the giant clock. She had been in this place for nearly two years. "Wow."
"Why don't you go outside for a few hours?" Piccolo suggested, "You can see some of the planet before the fighting."
"My time limit is almost up." Tomata commented. **And I do need to see Yamcha." The Saiyan woman sighed as she remembered her time with the warrior. She missed him greatly over the months she spent here. When she slept, dreams of him wandered into her mind.
"Let's go." Piccolo took her hand and led her out through the door.
*****
The sun shown through her door as Bulma got up. She stretched her arms into the air. "That felt good." Bulma muttered to herself as she patted her bed. It was so comfortable that a part of her wanted to sleep forever. She groaned as a slight nautious feeling overcame her.
"Yoo hoo." A sweet cheerful voice squeaked as Mrs. Briefs poked her head in with a tray. "I brought some breakfast."
"Oh." Bulma muttered as the woman placed the tray on her lap.
"I made your favorites." Mrs. Briefs said as she gestured, "Fresh sausages, french toast, orange juice, and tapioca pudding!"
"Oh. Thanks... Mom." Bulma smiled as the sick feeling vanished.
"You're welcome, sweetheart. After you eat and get ready, you can join me in watching 'Emergency Room'. It's a wonderful drama. Oh, I missed watching those shows with you while you were away. I have to go now. Your father needs his coffee and Vegita has been in the gravity room all the time."
Bulma nudged her french toast a little and asked, "What about Trunks?"
"He's helping his grandfather work on the machine. He's such a hard worker. You should be proud of him."
"I guess I am." Bulma commented, "I'll be there."
"Okay, bye, sweetheart." Mrs. Briefs said as she walked off.
**How can she walk around with her eyes close?** Bulma thought to herself as she ate her meal. It was still strange to have so much food and not hearing the sounds of the wounded around her. "I wonder how Tomata and Orang are doing?" She wondered to herself. Tomata was training to battle Vegita for her Saiyan title back and Orang or Goku was trying to learn more about his own family. "Orang. Oh, if only we don't have things so complicated." She sighed as she closed her eyes and focused outward. It was a small trick she learned on Lotcamel with her bond with Orang.
**Orang?**
*****
Goku ate his breakfast when he felt a familiar but much stronger Ki. "Tomata!" He greeted as Tomata came up. Her outfit was torn up in many places and a good part of the hard armor was chipped away. "You've gotten stronger. Did you..."
"No, I didn't go Super Saiyan yet." Tomata replied as she frowned, "I've been working so hard and nothing."
"Oh. Don't worry, I'm sure you will go Super Saiyan before you fight Vegita."
"You are always so optimistic." Tomata commented as she smiled.
"Thanks. I have to spend some time with Chi Chi and then I'm going to train you." Goku grinned, "Wanna come?"
"Me?!" Tomata blushed, "I don't know. Isn't this a family thing?"
"You are like my sister. Besides, you need a few hours off, you looked pooped."
Tomata glanced down at herself. She had been training nonstop for the past two years in the Spirit Room. "I suppose. A few hours won't hurt. Besides, I want to see Yamcha."
"Yamcha." Goku repeated as he smiled. Yamcha seemed to be Tomata's type. He was strong and yet have a sensitive side. Tomata helped him figuring out what he is. He owed her big time. "Cool. We're going to the beach."
"A beach? Sure." Tomata nodded. It would be nice to visit a few places on this planet. Especially since it was the planet her family had been searching for over thousand years.
"Great." Goku said, "I'll go and get Chi Chi and the kids and you can come along." **And maybe get Yamcha to 'accidentally' show up.** Goku thought as he flew up with Tomata tailing behind.
**Orang?** A voice whispered in his mind. Goku stopped in his tracks and Tomata zoomed past him.
"Hey!" Tomata exclaimed as Goku had a far away look in his eyes.
"Shh..." Goku whispered, **Bluberri?**
**Hey, Or- Goku, how's it going?** Bulma said as her voice echoed lightly.
**I'm fine. I'm going over to the beach with Chi Chi and the kids. Tomata's coming too. Wanna come?**
Goku can almost see Bulma looking away as she replied, **I can't. I want to help my father and son get the machine working. I miss you so much. I want you here with me.**
**Me too. But, we can't. I feel so awful about cheating on my wife, even if I don't remember marrying her.** Goku replied, **Anyway, we can meet up before we try again with the machine.**
**Of course. I have to go. Mom's waiting for me. I love you.**
**I love you too.**
"Was that Bluberri?" Tomata asked as she hovered in mid air.
"Huh? Yeah. That was her." Goku replied, "Say, Tomata, I got a question. Did your family have anything to do with secondary mental programs?"
Tomata frowned a little. "I don't really know. My father kept things secret from me so I wouldn't let anyone else know by pure accident. Why?"
"Because, I think I had been programmed with a different kind of mission." Goku frowned and then added, "And these words 'Akira Funima Tion Tori Yamma.'"
Tomata's eyes lit up and then she closed her eyes. "I get it." She replied as she sank before flying back up. "Orang, Goku, I was told by my father. But, it was programmed into me so only those meaningless words will trigger it."
"What is it?" Goku asked, "What did your father told you?"
"My father had access in the programming Saiyan infants to destroy worlds. You see, the Saiyans often program infants with mental commands and Saiyan traditions so they don't get corrupted by the other worlds." Tomata hovered as she rubbed her nose bridge. "My father created a somewhat of a computer virus and installed it into the programming. It was laced into the original programming and it would only be activated by a very hard hit on the head."
"A hit on the head?"
"Yeah. Once the Saiyan get hit on the head, the original programming becomes altered and it was changed completely. The altered programming had the Saiyan protect his or her world at all costs and work to become the strongest they can be."
"Really? Wow." Goku was amazed about the revelation. His heroics were the result of a virus in his programming and that fortunate bump on the head. But, does it mean that he was a machine of sorts that relied on programming for his mind? "Come on, we'll be late."
"Right. Say, Orang, do you think that we have to wear clothes when swimming?"
"I don't know."
Tomata frowned as she stopped again. "Where are we going to meet Chi Chi?"
Goku stopped again and then replied, "I don't know." At that momment, Tomata fell over and flew back up.
"What?!"
*****
Bulma put on her clothes and managed to find her way to the living room. "Bulma!" Mrs. Briefs said as she laughed, "Oh, I'm so glad to see you. Here, have a seat."
"Thanks." Bulma sat down next to her mother. "So, what's this 'Emergency Room' about?"
"It's a television show that have no basis in reality." Vegita replied as he entered the room. He was only wearing tight shorts and a pair of white boots with a towel around his neck. His muscles shone with sweat.
"Oh, he is so fussy." Mrs. Briefs sighed, "But he sure is hunky after he trains. Don't you think?"
"I guess." Bulma muttered. **Damn it, he is sexy. No, he's arrogant.**
"I might as well watch." Vegita said as he sat on a recliner.
"Good." Mrs. Briefs turned on the television.
"*Oh, Dr. Cartor, ever since you and me came back from that deserted island with no idea who we are and finding out that we had families of our own, I feel so lost and confused.*"
Bulma's jaw dropped as she leaned closer to the television. Those two people had the same problem she and Goku had.
"*So do I, Nurse, especially after finding another American who was exiled from her land and who happened to be stranded there as well.*"
Vegita rose an eyebrow. **Damn it, it was if someone up there have a nasty sense of humor.**
"Say, their situation look so familiar." Mrs. Briefs commented as Bulma and Vegita fell over.
"It should. That's happening to Kakarot and Bulma right now!" Vegita boomed as he went Super Saiyan.
"Oh. Right. Well, that should help us." Mrs. Briefs said as Vegita and Bulma fell over again.
"I better go and help Dad and Trunks." Bulma said as she got up and went to the lab.
*****
Gohan sat under the tree as he read another book he got from the library. "Gohan?" Chi Chi asked as she came up to him, "Doing some more research?"
"Yeah." Gohan muttered as he scanned the book at super speed.
Chi Chi smiled warmly at her scholar son. She remembered pushing Gohan to study every day even at the risk of him not being strong enough to save the world. There was a time when Chi Chi would encourage such behavior but now, she was a different woman. "Gohan, you don't have to study so much now. I mean, Dr. Briefs' invention will cure Goku. You have to get ready for the beach."
"It's not that." Gohan replied as he gazed at his book. "Mom?"
"Yes?"
"Did you ever had a declaration of death done for Dad after he died in the Cell games?" Gohan asked as his hands shook.
Chi Chi bit her lip as she sat down on the nice soft grass next to her son. She didn't like thinking back to that horrible time when Goku was dead. "Of course, I did. I thought that Goku wasn't coming back so I did. Why?"
"I was wondering... um... did you and Dad renew your marriage license?"
"Marriage license?" Chi Chi repeated as her heart froze in her chest. In the excitement of having Goku back after that horrible battle and the amnesia crisis thanks to Pilaf, the thought of renewing her marriage with Goku completely slipped her mind. "Oh, no! No! NO! I completely forgot!"
Gohan fell over in shock. "What?!"
"I had no ideal! I thought that I had more time!" Chi Chi screamed as she yanked at her hair.
"Great. Bulma and Vegita aren't officially married either. You and Dad are technically divorced so..."
"So... Goku and Bulma are free to do what they want." Chi Chi sobbed as Gohan held her in his arms.
"It's okay. Once Dad and Bulma regain their memories, they will rejoin us." Gohan comforted. **I hope. Damn it, why did Dad have to fall in love with Bulma? Oh well, at least Bulma's not carrying Dad's baby. That would be too weird.**
"Gohan, we gotta go and meet your father." Chi Chi reminded.
"That's good. Where?" Gohan asked.
"I... damn it... I was so excited I didn't even bother to ask. I think we're meeting at Master Roshi's island."
"Good."
*****
"I hope we can find them." Goku said as he landed on the small beach. "This is nice."
"Yeah." Tomata replied as Master Roshi came up to them.
"Howdy!" Master Roshi greeted as he leaned on his staff. "So, how's the training?" He asked Tomata as he eyed the rips in her outfit from behind his sunglasses. "You look very strong and very healthy."
"Thank you, Master Roshi." Tomata said as she bowed.
"I hope you don't mind us waiting here." Goku said, "I'm waiting here for Chi Chi and the others. We're going swimming."
"Ah... nice." The old master said as he nodded.
"Master Roshi, can you tell me something about swimming here on Earth?" Tomata asked curiously.
"Oh really... what is it?"
"Do you swim with or without clothes?" Tomata asked.
The image of the naked Saiyan woman swimming along the ocean was very strong. The old pervert's nose gushed with blood as Tomata and Goku jumped back.
"Master Roshi!" Goku yelled out as he took off his shirt and put it over Roshi's bloody nose. "You're bleeding!"
"I'll get help!" Tomata offered as she looked behind her to see Eighteen, Krillian, and Marron standing there.
"It's okay." Krillian said as he pulled Goku away.
"But, he's bleeding!" Goku insisted as he looked at the old man.
"Trust me, he does this. What did you do?" The short fighter asked the much taller woman.
"I just asked him if people on Earth swim with or without clothes."
"Gak!" Krillian's eyes bulged as an image of Tomata skinny dipping ran through his brain. "Errr... it's proper for people to wear swimsuits while swimming." Krillian explained.
"I have something you can wear." Eighteen offered as she led Tomata to her house. "It should fit on you."
"Thank you." Tomata said, "I can't stay too long. I have to train for Vegita."
"I can help you." Eighteen offered, "I've fought Vegita myself," She leaned over with a knowing smile in her face, "and beat his ass." She whispered.
"I'd like that." Tomata replied, "You are a very powerful."
"Oh yeah." The two women entered the house still talking.
"Oh boy." Krillian moaned and then he glanced at Goku, "Say, Goku, how are you feeling? Those memories still bothering you."
Goku shook his head. "Not really. It's kinda comforting having some past memories even if it's back when I was a baby. I like having that part of my past back. Oh!" Goku hit his head with the heel of his hand. "Damn it. I forgot my swimming stuff."
"Oh, don't worry, there could be something here you can wear." Krillian said as he and Goku went into Master Roshi's hut. "I think Gohan accidentally left his trunks-" Krillian noticed the confused look on Goku's face and added, "swimming trunks, and he's the same size as you." He went into a closet and got out a pair of blue swimming trunks.
"Okay." Goku smiled at the smaller man, took the trunks, and ran into the other room to change.
Krillian shook his head. Before, Goku would just change in front of him and it wouldn't matter much. Goku came out wearing his swimming outfit and said, "Not bad."
"Good. It fits." Krillian then noticed that Goku's legs were marked. "Hey!" He stared at Goku's thighs at eye level. "What's with the scars?"
Goku looked down at his legs and replied, "Those are from the Termons. That was when one of them bit me." He gestured to a circular scar. "And that one was when one slashed me." He pointed to a line along the right side of his chest.
"Oh man." Krillian moaned. He didn't get a chance to notice those scars that Goku had before since he was busy coping with what's going on with Goku and Bulma and saving the planet from Termons. "Looks bad."
"They were painful." Goku admitted. "I'm just glad it's over. I wonder how's Bulma doing?"
*****
Bulma was in her element as she helped her father and son work on the amnesia curing device. It felt good to work in a lab that seem to be built for her. Suddenlly, she turned around with smolding iron in hand to see Piccolo standing there.
"Piccolo?!" Bulma exclaimed as she stepped back. "Don't do that!"
"Sorry." Piccolo grumbled as he look up and down the woman. "Can we talk in private?"
"Okay." Bulma glanced at her father and said, "I'm going out for a second, Dad."
"Go ahead." Dr. Briefs said as he waved her away.
Piccolo led Bulma out of the lab and went to her bedroom. Bulma sat in a chair and crossed her arms. "What is it?"
"How are you feeling?" Piccolo asked as he focused outward to feel her Ki.
"Fine."
"No signs of morning sickness or anything like that?"
Bulma shrugged. "I was feeling a little off and I had been getting a headache. But, that's probrably stress."
Piccolo gulped as his eyes bulged. "Okay... Look, Bulma, I know that we may not be best of friends especially with your amnesia but I like Goku as a brother almost. You see... in the Spirit Room of Time, Tomata told me about how Saiyan sperm can last for long periods of time, especially strong Saiyans." Piccolo explained as he put on his most serious face. "This is serious. When did you and Goku have sex?"
Bulma's face turned red as she gazed down. "About two... maybe three months ago. Why?"
"Did you get tested?"
"No. Oh no. Oh shit. Oh shit." Bulma paced back and forth. "Things have just gotten so complicated. What can I do? If I'm pregnant, what should I do?"
"Calm down." Piccolo ordered as he grabbed her shoulders. "Just take the test and find out."
"Right. Just take the test and find out." Bulma repeated as her body relaxed. "What if I'm pregnant?"
"Then, things will be more difficult." Piccolo replied, "I won't tell anyone else, not even Goku."
Bulma sat down as a tear came down her cheek. "If I knew only a few days ago, I would've been thrilled at the thought of having something that I knew for sure that was mine. Now, I don't know. I'm scared."
"It's only a chance." Piccolo reminded, **But a damn good chance.** He thought.
"I better go and get working on the amnesia curing machine." Bulma said as she got up and wiped her eyes, "Could you please..." She turned to see nothing where Piccolo was. "leave?"
*****
Yamcha drove the aircar to the small island with Puar sitting next to him. "Why do you want to visit Master Roshi suddenly?" Puar asksed as he got out his sunglasses.
"I don't know. I just felt this urge to go there." Yamcha replied as he stare out over the sea. He wanted something to do after his training session in the Room of Spirit and Time. He need something to make him at least forget for a little while that Tomata might die at the hands of Vegita. **No, she won't die. She's a strong woman. She's the strongest woman I know.** That part was completely true. Tomata was strong enough to survive being exiled from her own kind for a crime her family didn't really commit. She was strong enough to live with a marked face for so long. She was strong enough to fight monsters even while she was starving and alone.
"Yamcha!!!" Puar squeaked as Yamcha shook out of his gaze.
"Huh?" Yamcha blinked and saw another air car screaming his way. "Gah!!" He slammed on his breaks only to find his feet go through the floor. In a mere blink of a second, the two cars collided and out of the smoke Yamcha hovered there with Puar in his arms and Gohan with a shaken Chi Chi floating in his arms as well. Goten, with the picnic basket in his arms, hovered up.
"We're okay!" Gohan yelled as he Chi Chi sighed.
"Sorry!" Yamcha said as he and the others landed on the tiny island.
"What happened?!" Goku exclaimed as he ran up to Chi Chi.
Chi Chi shook her head and replied, "I think we just crashed into each other."
"I know but how?"
"I... was thinking about what's going to happen and we..." Chi Chi turned red, "I was just distracted."
"So am I." Yamcha added.
"Oh man." Goku rubbed his head, "That's kinda dumb."
Gohan looked away and said, "The exact same thing happened when you and Piccolo were getting your drivers licenses."
"Huh?" Goku looked at his son stunned. "Really?"
"Yeah." Gohan laughed at the memory. "Oh man, it was so strange seeing you and Piccolo trying for five more times before finally getting the license."
"A driver's license?" Tomata repeated as she and 18 came up. They were both wearing swimsuits. 18's was a silverish one peice that hugged against her body. Tomata's was a bright red two peice, the top was a bright red tank top and a skirt like red bottom.
Yamcha, Master Roshi, and Krillian gasped in shock. "Woah." Yamcha gasped as he gazed at the female Saiyan. "Your beautiful."
"Really?" Tomata asked as she turned looking at her outfit. "Thank you."
"Let's have some fun." Goten said as he got out a bucket and shovel.
"Right." Chi Chi took off her dress to reveal a simple one peice purple swimsuit. "Ha!"
*****
The afternoon went fast as the warriors and civilians played under the sun. Goten, Gohan, and Goku built sandcastles as Chi Chi made food. Tomata and 18 lay in the sun letting the radient light soak into her skin. The afternoon was filled with fun and relaxation.
"Now, if we use our telekinesis on this sand while wet." Gohan instructed as he focused on the sand. The sand flowed up and changed into a castle. "Now, just press on all sides." Gohan said as the castle hardened.
"Cool." Goku said as he made his own castle.
Tomata opened her eyes as she got up. It did feel nice to lounge in the sun for a while. "Need some... er... sun tan lotion?" Yamcha offered as his face turned red.
"Sun tan lotion?" Tomata repeated as the other warrior handed her a bottle. "Oh. No thanks. I don't use that stuff."
"You... don't?" Yamcha asked baffled.
"No, we Saiyans have very durable skin. We don't get sunburn. In fact, we just tan under great sun."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah, in fact, I trained under a much more severe sun on Planet Vegita when I was a little girl and I don't get a sunburn." Tomata replied as Yamcha gawked.
"Wow." Yamcha said as he remembered the times he get sunburned when he was living under the hot desert sun before gaining a rich dark tan.
"Yeah."
Three hours passed as the group relaxed. They swam, played under the sun, and even meditate. Finally, it was time to leave.
"Wish you could stay longer." Yamcha said as Tomata patted her warrior outfit for sand.
"Can't. Gotta train."
"Mind if I help you?" Goku said as he came up wearing his own gi. "You helped me when I didn't know what I was doing. Now, it's my turn."
Tomata smiled and nodded. "Okay."
Goku smiled. "Great, I can't wait to see what's it like to be in a place where a year goes by in a day."
"You've been through it before." Gohan pointed out, "Maybe, it can help you jog your memory."
"Okay!"
"Goku!" Chi Chi yelled as she ran up, "Becareful, okay?"
Goku looked at the woman concerned. "What do you mean? I've handled worst. Gohan told me himself that I've been in it before."
"I know." Chi Chi said as she looked up at him. **Now or never.** She thought as she jumped up and locked lips with the man. Goku's eyes bludged as he pulled himself away.
"Uh uh." He muttered as Tomata gasped.
"Don't forget about me again." Chi Chi warned as she walked away, "Come on, Gohan, Goten, we have work to do."
Goku stared at the retreating woman and then touched his lips with his fingers. "Did... she just kiss me?" Goku asked his friend.
"Yeah." Tomata nodded wide eyed. "Wanna see Bulma before we leave?"
Goku nodded as they flew up and zoomed away.
*****
Bulma sat there as she worked on the machine. Trunks and Dr. Briefs went off to take a break. She stayed to work on it some more. It was all she could do to avoid thinking about herself. She didn't want to be pregnant. The thought of complicating the mess she's in right now scares her.
"Bulma?" a voice asked.
Bulma turned to see Goku and Tomata standing there. "Tomata! Goku!" Bulma exclaimed as she hugged the two. "How did you get here?"
"We flew." Goku replied as he smiled, "I didn't want Vegita to know we're here so we suppressed our Kis."
"Good." Bulma said as she glanced at Tomata. "Tomata, did you went..."
Tomata shook her head. "Not yet. I've gotten stronger but it's not enough." Tomata sighed. "I'm going back to train more. Orang is coming with me to help."
Goku nodded and then asked, "What's wrong, Bulma?" He tilted Bulma's face up. "I can sense you're sad. Is it Vegita? If it is, I'll kill him."
"No! It's... it's..." Bulma stuttered, "I'm scared. Piccolo came to me several hours ago and said that I might be pregnant."
"Pregnant?!" Goku exclaimed as Tomata slapped her head.
"Maybe. Saiyan sperm can last a long time and... there's a good possibility since... Bulma is a First and... I honestly didn't know." Tomata sighed as she sat down. "I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault." Goku comforted, "You were just trying to help out. You had no ideal that Bluberri and me already had different families." Goku put an arm around Tomata's shoulder.
"I know." Tomata said, "Bulma, Bluberri, you must find out. It's important. Does anyone else know?"
Bulma shook her head. "No. Only Piccolo and you guys."
"Good." Goku nodded and turned to Tomata. "Come on, Tomata, we gotta train if you wanna fight Vegita."
"Yes, I need to go Super Saiyan." Tomata tensed.
"Oh, Bulma, I have to tell you something." Goku immediately placed his hand on Bulma's forehead. "This is the fastest way to tell you."
Bulma closed her eyes as the information flowed through her. "Oh my. That's incredible."
"Yeah. We gotta go." Goku kissed Bulma on the lips and they ran out.
"Be careful." Bulma whispered as a tear came down her cheeks.
Unknown to everyone, a figure was behind a closed door in the next room. He shook with anger, rage, and sorrow. "Why? Why did you do it to me?" He asked quietly.
To Be Continued...
The Amnesia Saga
Part Seven
It was dark at Dende's Lookout as Mr. Popo was doing his usual rounds. Every night, for over a thousand years, the servant would walk around when the guardian is asleep making sure that everything is safe. It was his duty to make sure that the Lookout remain standing and no one intrudes.
"No." A faint moan as Mr. Popo looked around.
"Odd." Mr. Popo commented as he peeked inside to see Goku on the bed tossing and turning. In the years Goku had stayed at the Lookout when he was a little boy, Mr. Popo had never saw Goku so disturbed especially when he was asleep.
Mr. Popo watched as Goku tossed again and held himself tightly. "NO!!!" Goku screamed as he sat up. Sweat came down his face as his hair almost bounced up and down. "Dream." Goku looked around at the lush surroundings. It had been over a day since he came to this planet Earth. It still felt unreal to him. After so long, he finally can stop fighting that horrible war with the Termons. He should finally sleep easy knowing that he doesn't have to worry about attacks by monsters or starving himself constantly due to the lack of food. Now, he can eat as much as he like, sleep without injuries, and he is finally surrounded by people who know his name. So why does he feel so scared?
"Are you all right?" Mr. Popo inquired as he knelt down next to the Saiyan. "You seemed uneasy?"
"You would be uneasy too if you had two women fighting over you. One of them with a family and the other you love."
"Oh. Those two again." Mr. Popo sat down and got out some tea. "Tea?"
"Please." Goku accepted as he took a cup. "Man, I want to give Chi Chi a chance. I want to spend some time with the kids and Chi Chi."
"Excellent idea. Chi Chi and your children missed you greatly while you were gone."
"Any ideas on where to go?" Goku asked as he smiled, "I still don't know much about this world."
"Oh. Well, I don't usually travel off of this place." Mr. Popo explained as he sat down. "Well, what do you want to do with your family?"
"Ummm... well, talk, maybe spar with the kids. They are strong. Maybe, see more of Earth..."
"Then, what about here? We have plenty of room and you and your children can fight in the courtyard."
"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to bother you guys. Tomata is in the Sprit Room and Time training."
"Positive. You had done a lot of good in your life."
"Maybe, I can go to a beach. It would be nice to enjoy the ocean and not worry about being attacked." Goku laughed as he rubbed his head.
Mr. Popo nodded. "Yes."
"I can only spend a few hours and then, I'm going to train with Tomata. I hope she's doing okay."
*****
Fire. Tomata dodged and darted as the flames licked at her frame with Piccolo firing at her from high in the air. "Have to get stronger." She grunted to herself as she put out another small fire in her hair.
She had to get stronger. She had to redeem herself for crimes her family didn't do. True, the Saiyan race is all but dead and Vegita didn't have that much power anymore. It was all a matter of honor. Her family, may be dead but they deserved to be proven right even if it's to just one man.
More fire rose as she screamed, "I won't be disgraced!"
Piccolo rose an eyebrow as he fired some more blasts. **Is it just me or did she just sound like Vegita? Must be a Saiyan thing.** "Hey! Your limit's almost up!"
Tomata stopped as she gazed at the giant clock. She had been in this place for nearly two years. "Wow."
"Why don't you go outside for a few hours?" Piccolo suggested, "You can see some of the planet before the fighting."
"My time limit is almost up." Tomata commented. **And I do need to see Yamcha." The Saiyan woman sighed as she remembered her time with the warrior. She missed him greatly over the months she spent here. When she slept, dreams of him wandered into her mind.
"Let's go." Piccolo took her hand and led her out through the door.
*****
The sun shown through her door as Bulma got up. She stretched her arms into the air. "That felt good." Bulma muttered to herself as she patted her bed. It was so comfortable that a part of her wanted to sleep forever. She groaned as a slight nautious feeling overcame her.
"Yoo hoo." A sweet cheerful voice squeaked as Mrs. Briefs poked her head in with a tray. "I brought some breakfast."
"Oh." Bulma muttered as the woman placed the tray on her lap.
"I made your favorites." Mrs. Briefs said as she gestured, "Fresh sausages, french toast, orange juice, and tapioca pudding!"
"Oh. Thanks... Mom." Bulma smiled as the sick feeling vanished.
"You're welcome, sweetheart. After you eat and get ready, you can join me in watching 'Emergency Room'. It's a wonderful drama. Oh, I missed watching those shows with you while you were away. I have to go now. Your father needs his coffee and Vegita has been in the gravity room all the time."
Bulma nudged her french toast a little and asked, "What about Trunks?"
"He's helping his grandfather work on the machine. He's such a hard worker. You should be proud of him."
"I guess I am." Bulma commented, "I'll be there."
"Okay, bye, sweetheart." Mrs. Briefs said as she walked off.
**How can she walk around with her eyes close?** Bulma thought to herself as she ate her meal. It was still strange to have so much food and not hearing the sounds of the wounded around her. "I wonder how Tomata and Orang are doing?" She wondered to herself. Tomata was training to battle Vegita for her Saiyan title back and Orang or Goku was trying to learn more about his own family. "Orang. Oh, if only we don't have things so complicated." She sighed as she closed her eyes and focused outward. It was a small trick she learned on Lotcamel with her bond with Orang.
**Orang?**
*****
Goku ate his breakfast when he felt a familiar but much stronger Ki. "Tomata!" He greeted as Tomata came up. Her outfit was torn up in many places and a good part of the hard armor was chipped away. "You've gotten stronger. Did you..."
"No, I didn't go Super Saiyan yet." Tomata replied as she frowned, "I've been working so hard and nothing."
"Oh. Don't worry, I'm sure you will go Super Saiyan before you fight Vegita."
"You are always so optimistic." Tomata commented as she smiled.
"Thanks. I have to spend some time with Chi Chi and then I'm going to train you." Goku grinned, "Wanna come?"
"Me?!" Tomata blushed, "I don't know. Isn't this a family thing?"
"You are like my sister. Besides, you need a few hours off, you looked pooped."
Tomata glanced down at herself. She had been training nonstop for the past two years in the Spirit Room. "I suppose. A few hours won't hurt. Besides, I want to see Yamcha."
"Yamcha." Goku repeated as he smiled. Yamcha seemed to be Tomata's type. He was strong and yet have a sensitive side. Tomata helped him figuring out what he is. He owed her big time. "Cool. We're going to the beach."
"A beach? Sure." Tomata nodded. It would be nice to visit a few places on this planet. Especially since it was the planet her family had been searching for over thousand years.
"Great." Goku said, "I'll go and get Chi Chi and the kids and you can come along." **And maybe get Yamcha to 'accidentally' show up.** Goku thought as he flew up with Tomata tailing behind.
**Orang?** A voice whispered in his mind. Goku stopped in his tracks and Tomata zoomed past him.
"Hey!" Tomata exclaimed as Goku had a far away look in his eyes.
"Shh..." Goku whispered, **Bluberri?**
**Hey, Or- Goku, how's it going?** Bulma said as her voice echoed lightly.
**I'm fine. I'm going over to the beach with Chi Chi and the kids. Tomata's coming too. Wanna come?**
Goku can almost see Bulma looking away as she replied, **I can't. I want to help my father and son get the machine working. I miss you so much. I want you here with me.**
**Me too. But, we can't. I feel so awful about cheating on my wife, even if I don't remember marrying her.** Goku replied, **Anyway, we can meet up before we try again with the machine.**
**Of course. I have to go. Mom's waiting for me. I love you.**
**I love you too.**
"Was that Bluberri?" Tomata asked as she hovered in mid air.
"Huh? Yeah. That was her." Goku replied, "Say, Tomata, I got a question. Did your family have anything to do with secondary mental programs?"
Tomata frowned a little. "I don't really know. My father kept things secret from me so I wouldn't let anyone else know by pure accident. Why?"
"Because, I think I had been programmed with a different kind of mission." Goku frowned and then added, "And these words 'Akira Funima Tion Tori Yamma.'"
Tomata's eyes lit up and then she closed her eyes. "I get it." She replied as she sank before flying back up. "Orang, Goku, I was told by my father. But, it was programmed into me so only those meaningless words will trigger it."
"What is it?" Goku asked, "What did your father told you?"
"My father had access in the programming Saiyan infants to destroy worlds. You see, the Saiyans often program infants with mental commands and Saiyan traditions so they don't get corrupted by the other worlds." Tomata hovered as she rubbed her nose bridge. "My father created a somewhat of a computer virus and installed it into the programming. It was laced into the original programming and it would only be activated by a very hard hit on the head."
"A hit on the head?"
"Yeah. Once the Saiyan get hit on the head, the original programming becomes altered and it was changed completely. The altered programming had the Saiyan protect his or her world at all costs and work to become the strongest they can be."
"Really? Wow." Goku was amazed about the revelation. His heroics were the result of a virus in his programming and that fortunate bump on the head. But, does it mean that he was a machine of sorts that relied on programming for his mind? "Come on, we'll be late."
"Right. Say, Orang, do you think that we have to wear clothes when swimming?"
"I don't know."
Tomata frowned as she stopped again. "Where are we going to meet Chi Chi?"
Goku stopped again and then replied, "I don't know." At that momment, Tomata fell over and flew back up.
"What?!"
*****
Bulma put on her clothes and managed to find her way to the living room. "Bulma!" Mrs. Briefs said as she laughed, "Oh, I'm so glad to see you. Here, have a seat."
"Thanks." Bulma sat down next to her mother. "So, what's this 'Emergency Room' about?"
"It's a television show that have no basis in reality." Vegita replied as he entered the room. He was only wearing tight shorts and a pair of white boots with a towel around his neck. His muscles shone with sweat.
"Oh, he is so fussy." Mrs. Briefs sighed, "But he sure is hunky after he trains. Don't you think?"
"I guess." Bulma muttered. **Damn it, he is sexy. No, he's arrogant.**
"I might as well watch." Vegita said as he sat on a recliner.
"Good." Mrs. Briefs turned on the television.
"*Oh, Dr. Cartor, ever since you and me came back from that deserted island with no idea who we are and finding out that we had families of our own, I feel so lost and confused.*"
Bulma's jaw dropped as she leaned closer to the television. Those two people had the same problem she and Goku had.
"*So do I, Nurse, especially after finding another American who was exiled from her land and who happened to be stranded there as well.*"
Vegita rose an eyebrow. **Damn it, it was if someone up there have a nasty sense of humor.**
"Say, their situation look so familiar." Mrs. Briefs commented as Bulma and Vegita fell over.
"It should. That's happening to Kakarot and Bulma right now!" Vegita boomed as he went Super Saiyan.
"Oh. Right. Well, that should help us." Mrs. Briefs said as Vegita and Bulma fell over again.
"I better go and help Dad and Trunks." Bulma said as she got up and went to the lab.
*****
Gohan sat under the tree as he read another book he got from the library. "Gohan?" Chi Chi asked as she came up to him, "Doing some more research?"
"Yeah." Gohan muttered as he scanned the book at super speed.
Chi Chi smiled warmly at her scholar son. She remembered pushing Gohan to study every day even at the risk of him not being strong enough to save the world. There was a time when Chi Chi would encourage such behavior but now, she was a different woman. "Gohan, you don't have to study so much now. I mean, Dr. Briefs' invention will cure Goku. You have to get ready for the beach."
"It's not that." Gohan replied as he gazed at his book. "Mom?"
"Yes?"
"Did you ever had a declaration of death done for Dad after he died in the Cell games?" Gohan asked as his hands shook.
Chi Chi bit her lip as she sat down on the nice soft grass next to her son. She didn't like thinking back to that horrible time when Goku was dead. "Of course, I did. I thought that Goku wasn't coming back so I did. Why?"
"I was wondering... um... did you and Dad renew your marriage license?"
"Marriage license?" Chi Chi repeated as her heart froze in her chest. In the excitement of having Goku back after that horrible battle and the amnesia crisis thanks to Pilaf, the thought of renewing her marriage with Goku completely slipped her mind. "Oh, no! No! NO! I completely forgot!"
Gohan fell over in shock. "What?!"
"I had no ideal! I thought that I had more time!" Chi Chi screamed as she yanked at her hair.
"Great. Bulma and Vegita aren't officially married either. You and Dad are technically divorced so..."
"So... Goku and Bulma are free to do what they want." Chi Chi sobbed as Gohan held her in his arms.
"It's okay. Once Dad and Bulma regain their memories, they will rejoin us." Gohan comforted. **I hope. Damn it, why did Dad have to fall in love with Bulma? Oh well, at least Bulma's not carrying Dad's baby. That would be too weird.**
"Gohan, we gotta go and meet your father." Chi Chi reminded.
"That's good. Where?" Gohan asked.
"I... damn it... I was so excited I didn't even bother to ask. I think we're meeting at Master Roshi's island."
"Good."
*****
"I hope we can find them." Goku said as he landed on the small beach. "This is nice."
"Yeah." Tomata replied as Master Roshi came up to them.
"Howdy!" Master Roshi greeted as he leaned on his staff. "So, how's the training?" He asked Tomata as he eyed the rips in her outfit from behind his sunglasses. "You look very strong and very healthy."
"Thank you, Master Roshi." Tomata said as she bowed.
"I hope you don't mind us waiting here." Goku said, "I'm waiting here for Chi Chi and the others. We're going swimming."
"Ah... nice." The old master said as he nodded.
"Master Roshi, can you tell me something about swimming here on Earth?" Tomata asked curiously.
"Oh really... what is it?"
"Do you swim with or without clothes?" Tomata asked.
The image of the naked Saiyan woman swimming along the ocean was very strong. The old pervert's nose gushed with blood as Tomata and Goku jumped back.
"Master Roshi!" Goku yelled out as he took off his shirt and put it over Roshi's bloody nose. "You're bleeding!"
"I'll get help!" Tomata offered as she looked behind her to see Eighteen, Krillian, and Marron standing there.
"It's okay." Krillian said as he pulled Goku away.
"But, he's bleeding!" Goku insisted as he looked at the old man.
"Trust me, he does this. What did you do?" The short fighter asked the much taller woman.
"I just asked him if people on Earth swim with or without clothes."
"Gak!" Krillian's eyes bulged as an image of Tomata skinny dipping ran through his brain. "Errr... it's proper for people to wear swimsuits while swimming." Krillian explained.
"I have something you can wear." Eighteen offered as she led Tomata to her house. "It should fit on you."
"Thank you." Tomata said, "I can't stay too long. I have to train for Vegita."
"I can help you." Eighteen offered, "I've fought Vegita myself," She leaned over with a knowing smile in her face, "and beat his ass." She whispered.
"I'd like that." Tomata replied, "You are a very powerful."
"Oh yeah." The two women entered the house still talking.
"Oh boy." Krillian moaned and then he glanced at Goku, "Say, Goku, how are you feeling? Those memories still bothering you."
Goku shook his head. "Not really. It's kinda comforting having some past memories even if it's back when I was a baby. I like having that part of my past back. Oh!" Goku hit his head with the heel of his hand. "Damn it. I forgot my swimming stuff."
"Oh, don't worry, there could be something here you can wear." Krillian said as he and Goku went into Master Roshi's hut. "I think Gohan accidentally left his trunks-" Krillian noticed the confused look on Goku's face and added, "swimming trunks, and he's the same size as you." He went into a closet and got out a pair of blue swimming trunks.
"Okay." Goku smiled at the smaller man, took the trunks, and ran into the other room to change.
Krillian shook his head. Before, Goku would just change in front of him and it wouldn't matter much. Goku came out wearing his swimming outfit and said, "Not bad."
"Good. It fits." Krillian then noticed that Goku's legs were marked. "Hey!" He stared at Goku's thighs at eye level. "What's with the scars?"
Goku looked down at his legs and replied, "Those are from the Termons. That was when one of them bit me." He gestured to a circular scar. "And that one was when one slashed me." He pointed to a line along the right side of his chest.
"Oh man." Krillian moaned. He didn't get a chance to notice those scars that Goku had before since he was busy coping with what's going on with Goku and Bulma and saving the planet from Termons. "Looks bad."
"They were painful." Goku admitted. "I'm just glad it's over. I wonder how's Bulma doing?"
*****
Bulma was in her element as she helped her father and son work on the amnesia curing device. It felt good to work in a lab that seem to be built for her. Suddenlly, she turned around with smolding iron in hand to see Piccolo standing there.
"Piccolo?!" Bulma exclaimed as she stepped back. "Don't do that!"
"Sorry." Piccolo grumbled as he look up and down the woman. "Can we talk in private?"
"Okay." Bulma glanced at her father and said, "I'm going out for a second, Dad."
"Go ahead." Dr. Briefs said as he waved her away.
Piccolo led Bulma out of the lab and went to her bedroom. Bulma sat in a chair and crossed her arms. "What is it?"
"How are you feeling?" Piccolo asked as he focused outward to feel her Ki.
"Fine."
"No signs of morning sickness or anything like that?"
Bulma shrugged. "I was feeling a little off and I had been getting a headache. But, that's probrably stress."
Piccolo gulped as his eyes bulged. "Okay... Look, Bulma, I know that we may not be best of friends especially with your amnesia but I like Goku as a brother almost. You see... in the Spirit Room of Time, Tomata told me about how Saiyan sperm can last for long periods of time, especially strong Saiyans." Piccolo explained as he put on his most serious face. "This is serious. When did you and Goku have sex?"
Bulma's face turned red as she gazed down. "About two... maybe three months ago. Why?"
"Did you get tested?"
"No. Oh no. Oh shit. Oh shit." Bulma paced back and forth. "Things have just gotten so complicated. What can I do? If I'm pregnant, what should I do?"
"Calm down." Piccolo ordered as he grabbed her shoulders. "Just take the test and find out."
"Right. Just take the test and find out." Bulma repeated as her body relaxed. "What if I'm pregnant?"
"Then, things will be more difficult." Piccolo replied, "I won't tell anyone else, not even Goku."
Bulma sat down as a tear came down her cheek. "If I knew only a few days ago, I would've been thrilled at the thought of having something that I knew for sure that was mine. Now, I don't know. I'm scared."
"It's only a chance." Piccolo reminded, **But a damn good chance.** He thought.
"I better go and get working on the amnesia curing machine." Bulma said as she got up and wiped her eyes, "Could you please..." She turned to see nothing where Piccolo was. "leave?"
*****
Yamcha drove the aircar to the small island with Puar sitting next to him. "Why do you want to visit Master Roshi suddenly?" Puar asksed as he got out his sunglasses.
"I don't know. I just felt this urge to go there." Yamcha replied as he stare out over the sea. He wanted something to do after his training session in the Room of Spirit and Time. He need something to make him at least forget for a little while that Tomata might die at the hands of Vegita. **No, she won't die. She's a strong woman. She's the strongest woman I know.** That part was completely true. Tomata was strong enough to survive being exiled from her own kind for a crime her family didn't really commit. She was strong enough to live with a marked face for so long. She was strong enough to fight monsters even while she was starving and alone.
"Yamcha!!!" Puar squeaked as Yamcha shook out of his gaze.
"Huh?" Yamcha blinked and saw another air car screaming his way. "Gah!!" He slammed on his breaks only to find his feet go through the floor. In a mere blink of a second, the two cars collided and out of the smoke Yamcha hovered there with Puar in his arms and Gohan with a shaken Chi Chi floating in his arms as well. Goten, with the picnic basket in his arms, hovered up.
"We're okay!" Gohan yelled as he Chi Chi sighed.
"Sorry!" Yamcha said as he and the others landed on the tiny island.
"What happened?!" Goku exclaimed as he ran up to Chi Chi.
Chi Chi shook her head and replied, "I think we just crashed into each other."
"I know but how?"
"I... was thinking about what's going to happen and we..." Chi Chi turned red, "I was just distracted."
"So am I." Yamcha added.
"Oh man." Goku rubbed his head, "That's kinda dumb."
Gohan looked away and said, "The exact same thing happened when you and Piccolo were getting your drivers licenses."
"Huh?" Goku looked at his son stunned. "Really?"
"Yeah." Gohan laughed at the memory. "Oh man, it was so strange seeing you and Piccolo trying for five more times before finally getting the license."
"A driver's license?" Tomata repeated as she and 18 came up. They were both wearing swimsuits. 18's was a silverish one peice that hugged against her body. Tomata's was a bright red two peice, the top was a bright red tank top and a skirt like red bottom.
Yamcha, Master Roshi, and Krillian gasped in shock. "Woah." Yamcha gasped as he gazed at the female Saiyan. "Your beautiful."
"Really?" Tomata asked as she turned looking at her outfit. "Thank you."
"Let's have some fun." Goten said as he got out a bucket and shovel.
"Right." Chi Chi took off her dress to reveal a simple one peice purple swimsuit. "Ha!"
*****
The afternoon went fast as the warriors and civilians played under the sun. Goten, Gohan, and Goku built sandcastles as Chi Chi made food. Tomata and 18 lay in the sun letting the radient light soak into her skin. The afternoon was filled with fun and relaxation.
"Now, if we use our telekinesis on this sand while wet." Gohan instructed as he focused on the sand. The sand flowed up and changed into a castle. "Now, just press on all sides." Gohan said as the castle hardened.
"Cool." Goku said as he made his own castle.
Tomata opened her eyes as she got up. It did feel nice to lounge in the sun for a while. "Need some... er... sun tan lotion?" Yamcha offered as his face turned red.
"Sun tan lotion?" Tomata repeated as the other warrior handed her a bottle. "Oh. No thanks. I don't use that stuff."
"You... don't?" Yamcha asked baffled.
"No, we Saiyans have very durable skin. We don't get sunburn. In fact, we just tan under great sun."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah, in fact, I trained under a much more severe sun on Planet Vegita when I was a little girl and I don't get a sunburn." Tomata replied as Yamcha gawked.
"Wow." Yamcha said as he remembered the times he get sunburned when he was living under the hot desert sun before gaining a rich dark tan.
"Yeah."
Three hours passed as the group relaxed. They swam, played under the sun, and even meditate. Finally, it was time to leave.
"Wish you could stay longer." Yamcha said as Tomata patted her warrior outfit for sand.
"Can't. Gotta train."
"Mind if I help you?" Goku said as he came up wearing his own gi. "You helped me when I didn't know what I was doing. Now, it's my turn."
Tomata smiled and nodded. "Okay."
Goku smiled. "Great, I can't wait to see what's it like to be in a place where a year goes by in a day."
"You've been through it before." Gohan pointed out, "Maybe, it can help you jog your memory."
"Okay!"
"Goku!" Chi Chi yelled as she ran up, "Becareful, okay?"
Goku looked at the woman concerned. "What do you mean? I've handled worst. Gohan told me himself that I've been in it before."
"I know." Chi Chi said as she looked up at him. **Now or never.** She thought as she jumped up and locked lips with the man. Goku's eyes bludged as he pulled himself away.
"Uh uh." He muttered as Tomata gasped.
"Don't forget about me again." Chi Chi warned as she walked away, "Come on, Gohan, Goten, we have work to do."
Goku stared at the retreating woman and then touched his lips with his fingers. "Did... she just kiss me?" Goku asked his friend.
"Yeah." Tomata nodded wide eyed. "Wanna see Bulma before we leave?"
Goku nodded as they flew up and zoomed away.
*****
Bulma sat there as she worked on the machine. Trunks and Dr. Briefs went off to take a break. She stayed to work on it some more. It was all she could do to avoid thinking about herself. She didn't want to be pregnant. The thought of complicating the mess she's in right now scares her.
"Bulma?" a voice asked.
Bulma turned to see Goku and Tomata standing there. "Tomata! Goku!" Bulma exclaimed as she hugged the two. "How did you get here?"
"We flew." Goku replied as he smiled, "I didn't want Vegita to know we're here so we suppressed our Kis."
"Good." Bulma said as she glanced at Tomata. "Tomata, did you went..."
Tomata shook her head. "Not yet. I've gotten stronger but it's not enough." Tomata sighed. "I'm going back to train more. Orang is coming with me to help."
Goku nodded and then asked, "What's wrong, Bulma?" He tilted Bulma's face up. "I can sense you're sad. Is it Vegita? If it is, I'll kill him."
"No! It's... it's..." Bulma stuttered, "I'm scared. Piccolo came to me several hours ago and said that I might be pregnant."
"Pregnant?!" Goku exclaimed as Tomata slapped her head.
"Maybe. Saiyan sperm can last a long time and... there's a good possibility since... Bulma is a First and... I honestly didn't know." Tomata sighed as she sat down. "I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault." Goku comforted, "You were just trying to help out. You had no ideal that Bluberri and me already had different families." Goku put an arm around Tomata's shoulder.
"I know." Tomata said, "Bulma, Bluberri, you must find out. It's important. Does anyone else know?"
Bulma shook her head. "No. Only Piccolo and you guys."
"Good." Goku nodded and turned to Tomata. "Come on, Tomata, we gotta train if you wanna fight Vegita."
"Yes, I need to go Super Saiyan." Tomata tensed.
"Oh, Bulma, I have to tell you something." Goku immediately placed his hand on Bulma's forehead. "This is the fastest way to tell you."
Bulma closed her eyes as the information flowed through her. "Oh my. That's incredible."
"Yeah. We gotta go." Goku kissed Bulma on the lips and they ran out.
"Be careful." Bulma whispered as a tear came down her cheeks.
Unknown to everyone, a figure was behind a closed door in the next room. He shook with anger, rage, and sorrow. "Why? Why did you do it to me?" He asked quietly.
To Be Continued...