Bloodlines VIII



Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z and Sailor Moon do not belong to me, and I make no money from this work of fanfiction.





Goku sat wondering, as he held his youngest son in his arms while he slept, what it was like to have known your parents. Meeting his father in the afterlife had been a wake up call, to say the least. He finally understood why Chichi wanted him to be a father, as she put it.

Sighing, he cuddled the young boy, so powerful, but so fragile and precious to him. Goten squirmed a little then settled back to sleep. Goku envied his little boy, in a wistful sort of way. While Goku had been dead most of his life, he had known, always about his parents, had his big brother and mother, mentors and teachers in the form of Piccolo, Krillin, even Vegeta. Goku had lived alone.

The older woman, who said she was his grandmother, had filled him with awe. Yet she had also put him at ease. Sure, he had heard stories of grandma's that made cookies, but she wasn't that kind of grandma. She was the type that would change the universe if you needed her to, for the sake of those she cared for.

He blinked and nearly bolted up, before remembering the sleeping child in his lap.

She had!

She had sent both his parents to another dimension, to live happy lives. Goku's eyes went wide as saucers as he thought-

He could meet them. He could show them his family, his children and wife, and they could be a family. The more he thought about it, the greater the appeal. Maybe, maybe…

Gently he picked up Goten then carried him to bed, tucking him in. Then he went outside so not to wake him or his wife.

"Hey, King Kai!" he whispered, his tone bright despite his whispered volume.

In another dimension, a dead god answered, chipper as ever.

"Hey, Goku! How are you doing? Happy to be alive again?"

"Oh yeah, King Kai, its great! I love being with my family again. Chichi has done a wonderful job with the boys… I was just thinking-"

"Oh no, here it gets dangerous," Kai interjected.

"That I was would like to introduce my mother and my family. Do you know where they are?"

The beetle-like blue god was silent for several moments.

"Why do you want to find them?" he said finally, with extreme reluctance.

"Because I want to meet them of course," Goku reasoned, seeing the perfect logic in his argument. King Kai groaned quietly. There was no way he could argue with Goku about this. If Kai didn't help him, Goku would go anyways. He'd find a way, somehow.

"Is anyone going with you?" Kai asked, hoping for some damage control. The Super Saiya-jin scratched his head.

"We-ell, I don't know… I hadn't thought about it."

"You might want to take someone along, you know," Kai asked, trying to sound casual. "Wouldn't you want to share this with one of your sons?"

Goku paused to blink, then blink again.

"WOW! King Kai, you're a genius! I'll take Goten-"

"No, no," the god interrupted hastily. "You need to spend more time with Gohan. He's been feeling abandoned lately, hasn't he?"

"Uh," Goku said, confused by his friend's behavior. "Okay, sure, I'll take him along! This'll be fun!"

Kai just shook his head, even though Goku couldn't see it. "She is here-" he said to Goku, showing him the feel of her energy. "You'll have to teleport here to be able to get the rest of the way there."

"Okay, I'll get Gohan!" Goku said enthusiastically.

"Hey, let him get some sleep first! Its not like she's going anywhere, you can wait until morning!"

"Oh yeah!"

Kai sweat dropped. "Goku…"

~*~*~*~*~



Usagi swung her satchel back and forth, smiling, humming a tune and generally happy to be alive. The sun was warm without being hot, school was over for the week, she had her friend Naru with her and they were heading to the arcade. No youma had attacked in weeks, and she had made a B on her last test. Life was good!

"Hey, Usagi, let's stop by my place first, okay? I need to get some change for the arcade," Neru asked, and Usagi nodded. Both girls detoured a little, walking to Neru's apartment building and going up the stairs. It wasn't that far to go- there was the door-

In front of it was an elegant arrangement of flowers, making both of the girls pause.

Neru hesitantly approached, hands trembling, to pick it up. Taking a deep inhale, the delicate scent wreathed her, and she opened her eyes which seemed to full of tears.

"ONIICHAN!" she cried joyfully, bursting inside her apartment and looking around. When no one was there, she sniffed piteously.

"Oniichan?"

Usagi let out a shriek as she was picked up from behind, drumming her fists on the solid back of the man that had picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. He laughed madly and rushed in to hug Neru with his free arm, swinging both girls around before putting them both on their feet.

"BRAD!"

"ONIICHAN!"

With a hoot, all three glomped each other, both girls babbling questions as once while they laughed.

"Hold on, hold on!" Brad said, his American accent thickening his Japanese slightly.

"What are you doing back in Japan?" Neru asked, arms around his waist and giggling.

"I finished my tour of duty back in the states," he said, stroking her hair. "I wanted to see how my best girl was doing," he said, grinning.

Usagi smiled at Neru's half brother. Neru's father was an American businessman, who, after the death of his first wife, permanently moved to Japan with his son. He married again, to Neru's mother. Brad had always been mad at his father for replacing his mother, though he doted on Neru. The boy had always been odd- one of his favorite hobbies was flower arranging- but his genius had always been obvious. He had run away at the age of sixteen, and was now older than Mamoru at 25. He had joined the American Marines as a medic.

He'd been Usagi's first major crush, and had left both girls, at the age of 7, heartbroken when he had left. His only contact with his family had been letters, with no return address. He had made Neru promise never to tell what he was doing to her parents- but she had confided everything in Usagi. It had been through his letters that both girls had seen the world.

Neru was crying hysterically, clinging to her brother for all she was worth. Meanwhile, Usagi had gone silent, smiling.

They went quiet for a moment.

"Taidama," Brad said, simply.

"Okaeri nasai," his little sister answered, tearfully.

"Okaeri nasai, Brad-chan," Usagi stated as well, a mysterious smile on her face as she looked into the tall spikey haired young man's face.

He smiled back, and there was something there that touched their hearts.



To be continued!