Chapter 10
At dawn all Saiyan's lay in a heap over the other. It was like this Bulma and Chi-chi found them. The ground was sticky with ale, every thing else smelled like ale and...it was a bloody mess! And due to the Saiyan gravity they couldn't enter either. With remote Bulma powered it down and entered the room, there were 6 large tons, and out of each hung a limp body. Bulma shrieked as she rushed to Bura and pulled her out. Groaning Bura tried to open an eye, as Bulma quicky pulled Trunks out one as well. Chi-chi meanwhile pulled Gohan and Goten out. Both pissed on their husbands they let them hang. Vegeta groaned as he glanced up.
"FREEZE, MY BRATS ,WHERE ARE YOU TAKING THEM!?' he winched at his own voice as below him several other winching faces appeared. Knowing their parents, they had redressed the kids and blinked with painful heads at the two woman.
"Oh...ohhh...ouch my poor head..."Sula muttered stuffing it against Solar's chest. "We had a welcoming home party, that's all..." She added muffled. Hanging over Storn as always Feria glanced up. Then returned to sleep again.
"Serves you right, shish, just look at my boys." Chi-chi whined. Sula softly chuckled. The door was slammed shut and the sleeping continued until 4 PM. Slowly they turned back to life. Gokou pulling himself from the toin slammed hard onto Feria who cursed muffled.
"Sorry sis..." "No biggy...get off..your heavy." he rolled off and sighed. "My head feels odd." he muttered. "I wonder how that came to be." Sula snickered soft. Groaning Vegeta came too and tossed himself on top of Feria's head. "Watch the hair..." She snarled from under his stomach. Storn groaning too as he had now three Saiyan's on him. Shoving Vegeta off him he sighed.
"High treason..." Vegeta grunted as he collided with Gokou. "So kill me." Storn spat back. "I would...but I can't concentrate enough..." They dragged themselves from the room under the bushes to some shaded trees. All plucking sunglasses from mid air putting them on and groaning in the shade. Out of her window Bulma saw the limp group. The oh so mighty Saiyan race ne? All spawned under tree's. They hardly looked lethal now. She snorted as she poured Trunks and Bura more coffee.
Bura and Trunks glanced soar at the other. One shoulder and one back burning like hell. Bulma walked around and hugged them together. Bura winched with a pain tear and Trunks paled as she crushed his burned arm. But they had been sworn to secrecy. Outside Yamcha, Tien and Chautsu strolled to the group Saiyan's. Concerned Yamcha glanced down at Gokou.
"Are you alright?" he asked carefully. "My arms hurt like hell, nothing much." Confused Yamcha eyed at him, what had he mumbled in Kami know's what language? The group grinned softly as Yamcha peered annoyed at them.
"What did you do to him, he can't even talk strength!" "Oh shut up 'super friend,' we have a hang over..." Sula snarled.
"SO?" he yelled. The whole group flinched. Not only had they been blessed with great hearing, that yelling now cut through their brains.
"Mighty king...kill him?" Several pack members whined. Vegeta grinned. "Can't like I said, I lack concentration." Sula snickered. "I don't, allow me..."Rising, while leaning against a tree trunk she lifted her left hand and blasted Yamcha off his feet. Oh he wasn't hurt, just floored. "Scram. Saiyan's only as of now. Right king?" Vegeta nodded uncaring.
"What ever, you heard her, beat it." "See yah later..."Gokou mumbled and waved them away. But he still had been talking in Saiyan so they had absolutely no idea what he meant, the waving hand however spoke enough for him. Angry and hurt they turned around and marched away. What a friend. Along came a few Saiyan's and he was immediately pro Saiyan and against humans.
Meanwhile inside the house Bulma noticed the flinching of her kids every time she even LOOKED at them. Alright, what happened more. Pushing them to speak, they kept responding they only had been drunk. Bulma slapped Trunk's arm.
"LIKE HELL! I SAW THAT, OUT!" he quickly rose and tried to dash out as Bulma grabbed his shirt, pulling him back. "Your SHIRT! TAKE IT OFF!" Trunks flinched, now what. Besides his mothers voice was so sharp!
"Um um...SORRY OKASAN!" he ripped his shirt to pieces as Bulma kept it in her hands, he darted with Bura down the halls to the others in the garden. Immediately handed sunglasses as they sought refuge with Vegeta.
"Tousan? Okasan is pissed." Bura stated, cuddling closer.
"What about now?" "Um, I think she discovered our marks..." Vegeta's eyes widened behind his glasses.
"WHAT?!" every body flinched in pain as he calmed and apologised. Besides it had hurt him just as much. Bulma stamped over wailing Vegeta's name. Smirking he handed out cottons and stuffed his ear, the others did the same as Bulma yelled some more, it was softened by the cotton. They could just hear what she yelled but it didn't hurt!
"WHY DID YOU MUTILATE OUR CHILDREN!"
"Calm down woman, look at every one here. See anyone without marks? Even you old friend Kakarott has two now." she nearly fainted.
"Gokou? Of all people YOU?" he shrugged showing the two marks. "Kinda neat ne? The L is for leader, I'm a leader, hehehe. And the other is cause I'm a Saiyan. Right my minds a bit foggy about the last." he finally responded in English. Bulma glared down at him.
"I'll tell Chi-chi on you. OH, Gohan and Goten! She'll kill them!" "NAH, their Saiyan's, they can handle an infuriated human Okasan." Storn muttered. She humped. "Well, I'll be off making an appointment for their removal." And was about to stalk off when Vegeta grabbed her wrist painfully tight.
"Don't. It's a strong tradition with us. You wanted to learn about our society ne? Well leave them there then. Take a free day and just stay near us. You'll learn more then looking in books or looking form a distance. I'm even willing to teach you Saiyan-go. Just leave the marks where they are." Sula stretched.
"Mark her too then. Then she's truly a part of the gang." "What about Chi then?" Gokou muttered. "Chi? What chi? Can you eat it?" Feria wondered, receiving a playful shove from Gokou. "NO, my ah mate? Yah, my mate!" The group snickered as Gokou glanced up, had he used the wrong term?
"I don't mind bro, but first will 'Chi' like it, second ask Vegeta. He's the boss." Feria added. "I could talk her into it...Hold on a sec." he put his fingers to his head, and vanished, making Feria topple to the side. Hey where did her lean-on go? Suddenly he was back, shoving her back up. Chi-chi squirmed in his lap.
"What are you doing! Ah, man they smell. Look I have dishes to do!" "Well help, by smashing them." Sula offered. Receiving a glare from the raven hared female. "Sorry, wrong idea? Don't shout?" she sighed as Sula shrugged.
"Why did you drag me here? I have to finish cleaning the house, hound Goten around to do his homework and.." Gokou stopped her rambling.
"Chi we have a proposition. Oh before I forget. Feria, my mate Chi-chi, Chi- chi? Meet Feria, my sister." With open mouth Chi-chi eyed Feria who coyly waved.
"Sister? You never told me you had a brother before he kidnapped Gohan and got you killed. And now you have a sister too?" Gokou nodded.
"Hai, but she's nice, ne?" Feria showed her teeth in a grin. "Harmless!" she added.
"Yeah, right. Well what proposition were you talking about?" "We have a Saiyan thing where we mark our group members. They like you to join, being my mate and all." Vegeta agreed, pulling Bulma on his lap.
"That counts for you too woman." Bulma huffed.
"What if I don't like a scar?" Vegeta sighed. "Not a scar. This is important. You wanted to join ne? Well this is your chance." "I don't know about this..." "What is we do it with local anaesthetics instead of booze?" Vegeta tried. Sula laughed. "I have a better idea. Use you magical eyes!" she snickered as both woman eyed Vegeta confused as he started to grin.
"I haven't tried that since you two were initiated." Feria and Sula chuckled. "So? Old habits die hard." Vegeta nodded at Sula's statement. "True. Alright. Aran?" he grabbed the metal from his armour. "Got it." nervous Bulma eyed Vegeta. What the hell was going on? Bura sighed.
"Not fair, we had to be drunk." Sula patted her shoulder. "It's better. Their not Saiyan." she humped. Sula would be surprised at her Okasan's capabilities when pissed.
Goten and Gohan landed and plopped down near Gokou and Chi-chi as Vegeta started his 'magical hypnosis' glare at Bulma who instead of calming down started to giggle. Annoyed Vegeta sighed.
"Woman?!" "Sorry, but you stare so weird, it's funny." "Well if your not staring back, it'll hurt like hell." they tried again, for 40 seconds it looked like it was working before Bulma started to laugh into a fit. "If you don't work along I'll stuff you full with booze!" Vegeta snapped. Bulma bit her lip ashamed. Twinkling blue eyes peered into black. Vegeta felt how giddy Bulma was and tried his best. Finally it had effect. Vegeta nodded short still concentrating on Bulma. Anan heated the metal with royal symbol and frowned at her clothing. Quickly ripping it down, Sula waved at the now blank skin underneath. Anan nodded and looked at Vegeta who again nodded. Positioning Anan gently placed the metal against Bulma's skin. Chi-chi in the back clutched Gokou in horror. How barbaric! Pulling back Anan nodded back at Vegeta to tell it was as usual, perfect. Slowly Vegeta pulled back his powers over Bulma who's face contorted into pain.
"That bloody HURTS!" she yelled in his smirking face. "I know. Trunks? Fetch a blue bottle for my training room." Trunks nodded and soon returned with the object. Moody Bulma tried to see the burn mark Sighing Vegeta showed his shoulder.
"It looks exactly like this." Grouchy accepting it she offered her back that he massaged with the soothing salve. Jealous the recently marked Saiyan's eyed the tube. Gokou rose with a very reluctant Chi-chi. Walking to Vegeta he plopped down next to Vegeta who finished with Bulma's back.
"Got any more of that stuff?" Storn grinned, grabbing a tube from his suit and tossing it to Gokou who thanked him. But first Chi-chi.
"I don't know about this..." She stated as Vegeta immediatly used his now reawakened powers to shut her up.
"Saiyan mark..." He muttered in concentration. Solar nodded, looking at their assortment. The L sing...royal sign...a mark in the works...um...AH Saiyan mark. Toasting it with ki he walked over as suddenly Feria snatched it. "She's my sissy in law! I got first choice!" Shrugging he handed over as Feria snickering crunched down. Vegeta nodded after 7 full minutes. This woman was enormously stubborn! It took all he had and then some! Baka woman. After re heating the metal she ripped Chi-chi's, dress and aimed. Gokou eyed curious as she pushed it against her skin. Looked pretty painful. Soon it was pulled back and Vegeta cut his power. Chi-chi gasped. As Vegeta rubbed his temples. Ouch...hang over, concentrating...ouch.
"Gokou...my back..." Gokou nodded happy at Chi-chi. "It looks smashing on you!" "No, I mean my back! What happened with my dress!" He sweat dropped. "Um..." Feria helped out.
"I ripped it. I could have set your clothing on fire when I marked you. Bad idea. Say queen? Don't you have bathing suits?" Bulma nodded rising with Bura and Chi-chi. After 15 minutes they returned. The men whistled appreciative as Vegeta barked them to shut up. Smirking at the attention Bulma sat down next to Vegeta who put his arm around her. Sula and Feria nodded at the other, shedding their clothes as Trunks and Goten's eyes bulged. In black under ware they danced around. Vegeta sighed. What a mess. Still all with sunglasses, Bulma and Chi-chi had now one too.
Running amok for a while Sula finally settled by hopping on Solar like a trampoline. He was used to it, but after awhile he had enough of it and floored her. Feria flopped down next to Gokou, who had Gohan and Goten next to him. Happy Goten eyed down at his cute Ante! Too bad it was family, he wanted to date! Trunks had a blissful smile on his face as Vegeta groaned. Feria suddenly had an idea and darted across the lawn inside the house. Returning with her scouter. She snickered happily as she accessed a private file. It morphed into a stereo?
"Oh Veggy? Remember the 'killer spree'? I downloaded their complete music files before Vegeta-sei went ka-boom." wide eyed Vegeta glanced up.
"My favourite band? AND YOU NEVER TOLD?" she shrugged innocently.
"You never asked, and I wanted to save it for a special occasion. Besides who wrecked his scouter again?" "She did." He complained. Bulma shrugged. "All for the science."
"Okay, now for the first time in more then 20 years, Saiyan music will be dumped into the air. Hehehe. Hold on people! WE LIKE ROCK!" Putting the volume out to full she started to jump up and down in glee as hard bass as in Saiyan 'Its my life' was sung by a male. (A/N we know, it's Bonni Jovie- chan who sings that, but it's totally fit for Saiyan's.) Bura and Trunks frowned as they seemed to understand bits and pieces, Gohan and Goten frowned also, as Gokou yelled along. Even if it was not understandable for the humans, Bulma still pulled Vegeta off the ground and started dancing. It had rhythm! It had BASS, IT HAD IT ALL! Feria and Sula pulled the others off the ground and all cheered along, dancing crappy but they had fun. A quicker song started with howling electrical guitars. Solar and Sula started to dance a bit too erotic together and were corrected by Vegeta after Chi-chi's complaints. Shrugging they complied for oh...10 minutes?
Around the cornet Tien, Chautsu and Yamcha watched. They were holding a party? And what sort of strange music was that? Chautsu bobbed his head a bit on the rhythm. Suddenly Roshi with Oolong landed. And were dragged into the feast. With big eyes the perverted guys eyed how the Saiyan girls hopped around elegantly. Looking at Bulma was asking for trouble and Chi- chi was moody again, glaring at a Saiyan couple who inched to some bushes. Bulma jumped up with Vegeta and dragged him to the house. They returned with plates of food. Feria was having a great time as the others had their eyes set on her. The queen was off limits, Chi-chi was staring daggers, and Bura too young. Feria noticed the grinning Sula and solar.
"AWWW, no hanky panky here, go find a room!" she yelled. She received a thankful glance from Chi-chi. Silly girl, she could have bellowed it just as well. Old Roshi tried to squirm to Feria but was worked away bot the Saiyan's again. Oolon had already been threatened to be eaten so he was having a low profile.
As night fell Vegeta and Bulma prepared to go to bed. The others, including Gokou and Chi-chi had found a bed somewhere else in the building. Solar and Sula had been lost ever since Feria's bellow. Thoughtful Bulma sat down on the bed as Vegeta turned to face her. What was up? She smiled warm at him.
"I can't remember seeing you so relaxed in groups. Not ever..." he shrugged.
"That is easy. It's my pack." She blinked at the statement. "Pack? Could you tell me more about that? Is it like a wolf pack of sorts?" he patted the spot next to him, happily she flopped next to him.
"Your right. When I was young, I was given a special device to mark my pack. They would be the most closest trustees when I would ascend the throne. I picked them as a teenager, Feria and Sula were the last to be added, as a pack only has 6 members aside from the prince. In it were warriors of all different calibres. Sula is a great tactic, Feria, usually surprises us with her sharp mind, Storn is a great leader, Solar a quick thinker when unexpected situations present, Anan knows his men and knows what their capable of doing, and Aran is our personal doom thinker. But that keeps us on our tows, being the realist among us. He would have been my advisor on Vegeta-sei."
"Oh...so...that's why your all such a tight group? You trust each other blindly?" he grinned. "Hence the blindfold during initiations. I remember how hard we trained before they passed their leadership tests. Man I spend days and nights without sleep. But it was fun. But they need orders, discipline and especially no boring situations for too long. All is fine now, but if they get bore for more then 3 weeks at a time, only Kami know's what will happen. They'll become bold and aggressive. In the best circumstance they'll bash each other, in the worst the planet. And only one will be needed as a trigger. Remember the images on the tv? That's what will happen then, and even I can't call them back again then. They'll think I'm too integrated to be listened too. Oh the pack will comply grudgingly, but I have no idea about the soldiers."
"So we have to keep them occupied until they leave?" Vegeta sighed.
"I remember vaguely a conversation we had last night. They won't leave soon. They were talking about Chikyuu being a good breeding ground." Bulma paled.
"M...more Saiyan's? More walking time bombs? SHISH, first we had piccolo Daimo, then we had you and nappa, next came Freeza and dad and the androids and Cell...is the planet cursed of what!" a bit annoyed Vegeta eyed her.
"And what happened after? I became your ally as did 18, so it wasn't fruitless. Just look at them as protectors, they'll happily die for this planet. And your true, I do think this planet is a trouble magnet. What better then having a bunch of Saiyan's using it as a breeding colony. And not only that, their not NORMAL Saiyan's, their the best of the best of the youngest generation. You saw your self first hand what Kakarott could do as a kid. Something is different with our generation." reluctant she nodded.
"I agree, do you have any idea's?" "Well, is desert land expensive?" Bulma sighed. "No, nobody wants it, it won't grow anything. Why?" "Remember the place Freeza landed? Why don't you buy 300 hectare, more if possible, make it private land and dump some gravity rooms. They'll train their butts off to become super Saiyan themselves." Bulma thought about it, getting excited.
"I could do that, and dump some buildings there, if I buy some woods near it, they can find their own food too." Vegeta nodded. "Your right, their used to hunting. They even love it! No alarm for Oozaru's as this planet has no moon anymore..." Bulma nodded.
"I'll get on it first thing tomorrow, at least then it will get a bit more normal. Talk about a hectic few days..." "Knowing my pack...things are hardly over..."
Later that night two silent shadows passed on the wall as they softly snickered. This would serve him. Barbie dolls indeed! Opening the door they peeked inside. Ah the right room. Sneaking inside the second had to balance a tile of water. Waving the second in the first shoved some stray clothes and junk aside as the seconds shuffled carefully inside. Putting the tile down the second invited the first to execute the plan. Snickering the first complied by carefully digging a limb from the blanket mess. It was a hand, draping it into the warm water they snickering left.
At dawn all Saiyan's lay in a heap over the other. It was like this Bulma and Chi-chi found them. The ground was sticky with ale, every thing else smelled like ale and...it was a bloody mess! And due to the Saiyan gravity they couldn't enter either. With remote Bulma powered it down and entered the room, there were 6 large tons, and out of each hung a limp body. Bulma shrieked as she rushed to Bura and pulled her out. Groaning Bura tried to open an eye, as Bulma quicky pulled Trunks out one as well. Chi-chi meanwhile pulled Gohan and Goten out. Both pissed on their husbands they let them hang. Vegeta groaned as he glanced up.
"FREEZE, MY BRATS ,WHERE ARE YOU TAKING THEM!?' he winched at his own voice as below him several other winching faces appeared. Knowing their parents, they had redressed the kids and blinked with painful heads at the two woman.
"Oh...ohhh...ouch my poor head..."Sula muttered stuffing it against Solar's chest. "We had a welcoming home party, that's all..." She added muffled. Hanging over Storn as always Feria glanced up. Then returned to sleep again.
"Serves you right, shish, just look at my boys." Chi-chi whined. Sula softly chuckled. The door was slammed shut and the sleeping continued until 4 PM. Slowly they turned back to life. Gokou pulling himself from the toin slammed hard onto Feria who cursed muffled.
"Sorry sis..." "No biggy...get off..your heavy." he rolled off and sighed. "My head feels odd." he muttered. "I wonder how that came to be." Sula snickered soft. Groaning Vegeta came too and tossed himself on top of Feria's head. "Watch the hair..." She snarled from under his stomach. Storn groaning too as he had now three Saiyan's on him. Shoving Vegeta off him he sighed.
"High treason..." Vegeta grunted as he collided with Gokou. "So kill me." Storn spat back. "I would...but I can't concentrate enough..." They dragged themselves from the room under the bushes to some shaded trees. All plucking sunglasses from mid air putting them on and groaning in the shade. Out of her window Bulma saw the limp group. The oh so mighty Saiyan race ne? All spawned under tree's. They hardly looked lethal now. She snorted as she poured Trunks and Bura more coffee.
Bura and Trunks glanced soar at the other. One shoulder and one back burning like hell. Bulma walked around and hugged them together. Bura winched with a pain tear and Trunks paled as she crushed his burned arm. But they had been sworn to secrecy. Outside Yamcha, Tien and Chautsu strolled to the group Saiyan's. Concerned Yamcha glanced down at Gokou.
"Are you alright?" he asked carefully. "My arms hurt like hell, nothing much." Confused Yamcha eyed at him, what had he mumbled in Kami know's what language? The group grinned softly as Yamcha peered annoyed at them.
"What did you do to him, he can't even talk strength!" "Oh shut up 'super friend,' we have a hang over..." Sula snarled.
"SO?" he yelled. The whole group flinched. Not only had they been blessed with great hearing, that yelling now cut through their brains.
"Mighty king...kill him?" Several pack members whined. Vegeta grinned. "Can't like I said, I lack concentration." Sula snickered. "I don't, allow me..."Rising, while leaning against a tree trunk she lifted her left hand and blasted Yamcha off his feet. Oh he wasn't hurt, just floored. "Scram. Saiyan's only as of now. Right king?" Vegeta nodded uncaring.
"What ever, you heard her, beat it." "See yah later..."Gokou mumbled and waved them away. But he still had been talking in Saiyan so they had absolutely no idea what he meant, the waving hand however spoke enough for him. Angry and hurt they turned around and marched away. What a friend. Along came a few Saiyan's and he was immediately pro Saiyan and against humans.
Meanwhile inside the house Bulma noticed the flinching of her kids every time she even LOOKED at them. Alright, what happened more. Pushing them to speak, they kept responding they only had been drunk. Bulma slapped Trunk's arm.
"LIKE HELL! I SAW THAT, OUT!" he quickly rose and tried to dash out as Bulma grabbed his shirt, pulling him back. "Your SHIRT! TAKE IT OFF!" Trunks flinched, now what. Besides his mothers voice was so sharp!
"Um um...SORRY OKASAN!" he ripped his shirt to pieces as Bulma kept it in her hands, he darted with Bura down the halls to the others in the garden. Immediately handed sunglasses as they sought refuge with Vegeta.
"Tousan? Okasan is pissed." Bura stated, cuddling closer.
"What about now?" "Um, I think she discovered our marks..." Vegeta's eyes widened behind his glasses.
"WHAT?!" every body flinched in pain as he calmed and apologised. Besides it had hurt him just as much. Bulma stamped over wailing Vegeta's name. Smirking he handed out cottons and stuffed his ear, the others did the same as Bulma yelled some more, it was softened by the cotton. They could just hear what she yelled but it didn't hurt!
"WHY DID YOU MUTILATE OUR CHILDREN!"
"Calm down woman, look at every one here. See anyone without marks? Even you old friend Kakarott has two now." she nearly fainted.
"Gokou? Of all people YOU?" he shrugged showing the two marks. "Kinda neat ne? The L is for leader, I'm a leader, hehehe. And the other is cause I'm a Saiyan. Right my minds a bit foggy about the last." he finally responded in English. Bulma glared down at him.
"I'll tell Chi-chi on you. OH, Gohan and Goten! She'll kill them!" "NAH, their Saiyan's, they can handle an infuriated human Okasan." Storn muttered. She humped. "Well, I'll be off making an appointment for their removal." And was about to stalk off when Vegeta grabbed her wrist painfully tight.
"Don't. It's a strong tradition with us. You wanted to learn about our society ne? Well leave them there then. Take a free day and just stay near us. You'll learn more then looking in books or looking form a distance. I'm even willing to teach you Saiyan-go. Just leave the marks where they are." Sula stretched.
"Mark her too then. Then she's truly a part of the gang." "What about Chi then?" Gokou muttered. "Chi? What chi? Can you eat it?" Feria wondered, receiving a playful shove from Gokou. "NO, my ah mate? Yah, my mate!" The group snickered as Gokou glanced up, had he used the wrong term?
"I don't mind bro, but first will 'Chi' like it, second ask Vegeta. He's the boss." Feria added. "I could talk her into it...Hold on a sec." he put his fingers to his head, and vanished, making Feria topple to the side. Hey where did her lean-on go? Suddenly he was back, shoving her back up. Chi-chi squirmed in his lap.
"What are you doing! Ah, man they smell. Look I have dishes to do!" "Well help, by smashing them." Sula offered. Receiving a glare from the raven hared female. "Sorry, wrong idea? Don't shout?" she sighed as Sula shrugged.
"Why did you drag me here? I have to finish cleaning the house, hound Goten around to do his homework and.." Gokou stopped her rambling.
"Chi we have a proposition. Oh before I forget. Feria, my mate Chi-chi, Chi- chi? Meet Feria, my sister." With open mouth Chi-chi eyed Feria who coyly waved.
"Sister? You never told me you had a brother before he kidnapped Gohan and got you killed. And now you have a sister too?" Gokou nodded.
"Hai, but she's nice, ne?" Feria showed her teeth in a grin. "Harmless!" she added.
"Yeah, right. Well what proposition were you talking about?" "We have a Saiyan thing where we mark our group members. They like you to join, being my mate and all." Vegeta agreed, pulling Bulma on his lap.
"That counts for you too woman." Bulma huffed.
"What if I don't like a scar?" Vegeta sighed. "Not a scar. This is important. You wanted to join ne? Well this is your chance." "I don't know about this..." "What is we do it with local anaesthetics instead of booze?" Vegeta tried. Sula laughed. "I have a better idea. Use you magical eyes!" she snickered as both woman eyed Vegeta confused as he started to grin.
"I haven't tried that since you two were initiated." Feria and Sula chuckled. "So? Old habits die hard." Vegeta nodded at Sula's statement. "True. Alright. Aran?" he grabbed the metal from his armour. "Got it." nervous Bulma eyed Vegeta. What the hell was going on? Bura sighed.
"Not fair, we had to be drunk." Sula patted her shoulder. "It's better. Their not Saiyan." she humped. Sula would be surprised at her Okasan's capabilities when pissed.
Goten and Gohan landed and plopped down near Gokou and Chi-chi as Vegeta started his 'magical hypnosis' glare at Bulma who instead of calming down started to giggle. Annoyed Vegeta sighed.
"Woman?!" "Sorry, but you stare so weird, it's funny." "Well if your not staring back, it'll hurt like hell." they tried again, for 40 seconds it looked like it was working before Bulma started to laugh into a fit. "If you don't work along I'll stuff you full with booze!" Vegeta snapped. Bulma bit her lip ashamed. Twinkling blue eyes peered into black. Vegeta felt how giddy Bulma was and tried his best. Finally it had effect. Vegeta nodded short still concentrating on Bulma. Anan heated the metal with royal symbol and frowned at her clothing. Quickly ripping it down, Sula waved at the now blank skin underneath. Anan nodded and looked at Vegeta who again nodded. Positioning Anan gently placed the metal against Bulma's skin. Chi-chi in the back clutched Gokou in horror. How barbaric! Pulling back Anan nodded back at Vegeta to tell it was as usual, perfect. Slowly Vegeta pulled back his powers over Bulma who's face contorted into pain.
"That bloody HURTS!" she yelled in his smirking face. "I know. Trunks? Fetch a blue bottle for my training room." Trunks nodded and soon returned with the object. Moody Bulma tried to see the burn mark Sighing Vegeta showed his shoulder.
"It looks exactly like this." Grouchy accepting it she offered her back that he massaged with the soothing salve. Jealous the recently marked Saiyan's eyed the tube. Gokou rose with a very reluctant Chi-chi. Walking to Vegeta he plopped down next to Vegeta who finished with Bulma's back.
"Got any more of that stuff?" Storn grinned, grabbing a tube from his suit and tossing it to Gokou who thanked him. But first Chi-chi.
"I don't know about this..." She stated as Vegeta immediatly used his now reawakened powers to shut her up.
"Saiyan mark..." He muttered in concentration. Solar nodded, looking at their assortment. The L sing...royal sign...a mark in the works...um...AH Saiyan mark. Toasting it with ki he walked over as suddenly Feria snatched it. "She's my sissy in law! I got first choice!" Shrugging he handed over as Feria snickering crunched down. Vegeta nodded after 7 full minutes. This woman was enormously stubborn! It took all he had and then some! Baka woman. After re heating the metal she ripped Chi-chi's, dress and aimed. Gokou eyed curious as she pushed it against her skin. Looked pretty painful. Soon it was pulled back and Vegeta cut his power. Chi-chi gasped. As Vegeta rubbed his temples. Ouch...hang over, concentrating...ouch.
"Gokou...my back..." Gokou nodded happy at Chi-chi. "It looks smashing on you!" "No, I mean my back! What happened with my dress!" He sweat dropped. "Um..." Feria helped out.
"I ripped it. I could have set your clothing on fire when I marked you. Bad idea. Say queen? Don't you have bathing suits?" Bulma nodded rising with Bura and Chi-chi. After 15 minutes they returned. The men whistled appreciative as Vegeta barked them to shut up. Smirking at the attention Bulma sat down next to Vegeta who put his arm around her. Sula and Feria nodded at the other, shedding their clothes as Trunks and Goten's eyes bulged. In black under ware they danced around. Vegeta sighed. What a mess. Still all with sunglasses, Bulma and Chi-chi had now one too.
Running amok for a while Sula finally settled by hopping on Solar like a trampoline. He was used to it, but after awhile he had enough of it and floored her. Feria flopped down next to Gokou, who had Gohan and Goten next to him. Happy Goten eyed down at his cute Ante! Too bad it was family, he wanted to date! Trunks had a blissful smile on his face as Vegeta groaned. Feria suddenly had an idea and darted across the lawn inside the house. Returning with her scouter. She snickered happily as she accessed a private file. It morphed into a stereo?
"Oh Veggy? Remember the 'killer spree'? I downloaded their complete music files before Vegeta-sei went ka-boom." wide eyed Vegeta glanced up.
"My favourite band? AND YOU NEVER TOLD?" she shrugged innocently.
"You never asked, and I wanted to save it for a special occasion. Besides who wrecked his scouter again?" "She did." He complained. Bulma shrugged. "All for the science."
"Okay, now for the first time in more then 20 years, Saiyan music will be dumped into the air. Hehehe. Hold on people! WE LIKE ROCK!" Putting the volume out to full she started to jump up and down in glee as hard bass as in Saiyan 'Its my life' was sung by a male. (A/N we know, it's Bonni Jovie- chan who sings that, but it's totally fit for Saiyan's.) Bura and Trunks frowned as they seemed to understand bits and pieces, Gohan and Goten frowned also, as Gokou yelled along. Even if it was not understandable for the humans, Bulma still pulled Vegeta off the ground and started dancing. It had rhythm! It had BASS, IT HAD IT ALL! Feria and Sula pulled the others off the ground and all cheered along, dancing crappy but they had fun. A quicker song started with howling electrical guitars. Solar and Sula started to dance a bit too erotic together and were corrected by Vegeta after Chi-chi's complaints. Shrugging they complied for oh...10 minutes?
Around the cornet Tien, Chautsu and Yamcha watched. They were holding a party? And what sort of strange music was that? Chautsu bobbed his head a bit on the rhythm. Suddenly Roshi with Oolong landed. And were dragged into the feast. With big eyes the perverted guys eyed how the Saiyan girls hopped around elegantly. Looking at Bulma was asking for trouble and Chi- chi was moody again, glaring at a Saiyan couple who inched to some bushes. Bulma jumped up with Vegeta and dragged him to the house. They returned with plates of food. Feria was having a great time as the others had their eyes set on her. The queen was off limits, Chi-chi was staring daggers, and Bura too young. Feria noticed the grinning Sula and solar.
"AWWW, no hanky panky here, go find a room!" she yelled. She received a thankful glance from Chi-chi. Silly girl, she could have bellowed it just as well. Old Roshi tried to squirm to Feria but was worked away bot the Saiyan's again. Oolon had already been threatened to be eaten so he was having a low profile.
As night fell Vegeta and Bulma prepared to go to bed. The others, including Gokou and Chi-chi had found a bed somewhere else in the building. Solar and Sula had been lost ever since Feria's bellow. Thoughtful Bulma sat down on the bed as Vegeta turned to face her. What was up? She smiled warm at him.
"I can't remember seeing you so relaxed in groups. Not ever..." he shrugged.
"That is easy. It's my pack." She blinked at the statement. "Pack? Could you tell me more about that? Is it like a wolf pack of sorts?" he patted the spot next to him, happily she flopped next to him.
"Your right. When I was young, I was given a special device to mark my pack. They would be the most closest trustees when I would ascend the throne. I picked them as a teenager, Feria and Sula were the last to be added, as a pack only has 6 members aside from the prince. In it were warriors of all different calibres. Sula is a great tactic, Feria, usually surprises us with her sharp mind, Storn is a great leader, Solar a quick thinker when unexpected situations present, Anan knows his men and knows what their capable of doing, and Aran is our personal doom thinker. But that keeps us on our tows, being the realist among us. He would have been my advisor on Vegeta-sei."
"Oh...so...that's why your all such a tight group? You trust each other blindly?" he grinned. "Hence the blindfold during initiations. I remember how hard we trained before they passed their leadership tests. Man I spend days and nights without sleep. But it was fun. But they need orders, discipline and especially no boring situations for too long. All is fine now, but if they get bore for more then 3 weeks at a time, only Kami know's what will happen. They'll become bold and aggressive. In the best circumstance they'll bash each other, in the worst the planet. And only one will be needed as a trigger. Remember the images on the tv? That's what will happen then, and even I can't call them back again then. They'll think I'm too integrated to be listened too. Oh the pack will comply grudgingly, but I have no idea about the soldiers."
"So we have to keep them occupied until they leave?" Vegeta sighed.
"I remember vaguely a conversation we had last night. They won't leave soon. They were talking about Chikyuu being a good breeding ground." Bulma paled.
"M...more Saiyan's? More walking time bombs? SHISH, first we had piccolo Daimo, then we had you and nappa, next came Freeza and dad and the androids and Cell...is the planet cursed of what!" a bit annoyed Vegeta eyed her.
"And what happened after? I became your ally as did 18, so it wasn't fruitless. Just look at them as protectors, they'll happily die for this planet. And your true, I do think this planet is a trouble magnet. What better then having a bunch of Saiyan's using it as a breeding colony. And not only that, their not NORMAL Saiyan's, their the best of the best of the youngest generation. You saw your self first hand what Kakarott could do as a kid. Something is different with our generation." reluctant she nodded.
"I agree, do you have any idea's?" "Well, is desert land expensive?" Bulma sighed. "No, nobody wants it, it won't grow anything. Why?" "Remember the place Freeza landed? Why don't you buy 300 hectare, more if possible, make it private land and dump some gravity rooms. They'll train their butts off to become super Saiyan themselves." Bulma thought about it, getting excited.
"I could do that, and dump some buildings there, if I buy some woods near it, they can find their own food too." Vegeta nodded. "Your right, their used to hunting. They even love it! No alarm for Oozaru's as this planet has no moon anymore..." Bulma nodded.
"I'll get on it first thing tomorrow, at least then it will get a bit more normal. Talk about a hectic few days..." "Knowing my pack...things are hardly over..."
Later that night two silent shadows passed on the wall as they softly snickered. This would serve him. Barbie dolls indeed! Opening the door they peeked inside. Ah the right room. Sneaking inside the second had to balance a tile of water. Waving the second in the first shoved some stray clothes and junk aside as the seconds shuffled carefully inside. Putting the tile down the second invited the first to execute the plan. Snickering the first complied by carefully digging a limb from the blanket mess. It was a hand, draping it into the warm water they snickering left.
