Enna Namo: My but we're the picky sort! :c) That's ok, keep it coming!
Any ways, Yambia was being pretty cocky there I admit, but my observations
of Vegeta and of Saiyans in general is that they tolerate quite a bit more
insubordination and insults in the spirit of sparing. After all, what
would a good spar be without a good taunt session? True, such insults may
have gotten one cooked golden brown by Vegeta in his younger days, but then
again, Vegeta is not always so predictable in that regard.
Trunks is already bonded! Although I didn't make that point clear, he is. Trunks Jr. is also bonded. My writings will always respect Saiyan bonds and Human marriages. It's my own little world were fidelity along lines of marriage/bonds are strictly adhered to! Any ways, Trunks Jr. will one day beget Vegeta Jr., of the GT Special fame.
Remember, not all humans are the same. Vegeta had been getting slowly suspicious, but even outside of the DBZ world, different people will make gains at different rates, all things, diet, exercise, etc,,, being equal. Vegeta just finally admitted that Roger's gains are something a bit more than his superb teaching abilities can explain. :c)
Sholio: Ok already! :c) Roger's smirking license is hereby revoked! Well, he may still smirk once in awhile. I mean after all, it's not like smirking is some sort of special, hard to perform facial contortion. Most of us smirk at least once in awhile! I may have been getting a bit carried away with it though. No. Roger is not part Saiyan.. Yet.. Muahahahahahahaha!! Besides, that whole part Saiyan popping out of nowhere scenario has been done to death!
To Everyone: Ok Roshi was born in 430, and Vegeta was born in 732. Adding the 82 years of Vegeta's current age I figure the current year at 814. Anyone with better info please let me know.
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"Five hours, Thirteen minutes to New Namek, Earth Standard Time" Bulma- Computer reported."
Vegeta sat along side the gravity room watching Roger and Yambia lightly spar. Over the past several hours, they have increased the ships gravity to just shy of 7.5 times Earth normal. Neither one showed any sign of tiring yet. Vegeta would have expected this from a Saiyan, but Roger should have been exhausted by this time. Vegeta shook his head, not able to understand how a human could progress this rapidly. "Oh well, I'll see if Trunks comes up with anything. " Vegeta thought.
Vegeta was enjoying the verbal banter as much as the actual fighting between the two combatants.
"I'm going to rip your head off and shit down your windpipe baka!" Yambia yelled as she delivered a spinning reverse swing kick at Roger's head."
Not today, you charm school reject!" Roger retorted as he managed to block her attack.
"Ahh.. It's almost like having children in the house again!" Vegeta inwardly smirked. "Yambia promised not to use ki attacks so they wouldn't seriously hurt one another, I hope she remembers that in the heat of battle."
"Veggie-chan, incoming transmission from Capsule Corporation, Earth. Classified confidential for your ears only." Bulma-computer reported.
"I will come to the pilothouse right away." Vegeta responded.
Vegeta made his way to the pilothouse, and locked the door, then settled into the Captain's Chair. "Ok, Vegeta here."
"Dad? Hi! How are you doing?" Trunks asked.
"Fine." Vegeta said a bit impatient. "Do you have some information for me?"
"Do I ever! Or rather Master Roshi has some information for you, I'll put him on." Trunks said.
"Master Roshi?!?!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"Don't sound so surprised Vegeta, other than being the Turtle Master, I am the foremost authority on Earth martial arts, and martial artists alive." Roshi said proudly.
"That's probably true." Vegeta admitted. "You're also the A-Number-One skirt chasing pervert on the planet." Vegeta smirked.
"Well, you know, we've all gotta have a hobby. Anyways, Trunks came to me after running into a dead end on Roger's family, and showed me his employee picture. He looks exactly like someone I used to know." Roshi said.
"Who's that?" Vegeta inquired.
"Turtle Master Rogalle, my teacher. You see, I am the very last surviving Turtle Master, but 374 years ago, there was a team of 55 Turtle Masters, all sworn to protect the Earth. I was just a boy apprentice at the time. The original Turtle Masters were far stronger than I am because they knew the secrets of the full training."
"What happened to them?" Vegeta was getting quite fascinated with the story now.
"A group of very powerful men that called themselves The Dragon Elite came and started taking over whole countries. They wanted the same thing that the Turtle Masters wanted, peace for all on Earth. However The Dragon Elite's methods were to create peace by iron rule, where The Turtle Masters took a more laid back approach. Eventually, The Dragon Elite and The Turtle Masters fought a long and bloody battle. When it was over, all of The Dragon Elite were dead. The Turtle Masters suffered almost 100% casualties. Only Rogalle, and a man named Cordell survived. Rogalle was mortally wounded, and lay dying. With his very last breath, he swore that if the Earth ever needed him again, he would return. It's possible that Rogalle has reincarnated, and is now Roger, and has brought the abilities he had before with him in a dormant state. Your training is bringing those abilities out." Roshi explained.
"What happened to Cordell?" Vegeta asked.
Roshi continued, "Cordell was so distraught with the loss of so many of his friends that he swore that he would never fight again, and left. Of course, as an apprentice I was not allowed to fight in the battle, so when Cordell departed I found myself alone, the only Turtle Master left. I read the training scrolls, and trained myself the best I could, but I never came close to the power that Rogalle or Cordell possessed. It took me 50 years to master the kamehameha wave, where both Rogalle and Cordell had mastered it before their 20th birthday."
"I see." Vegeta pondered.
"One last thing Vegeta, and this is the really bad part. If Rogalle is back, it means that he's come back for a reason. It means that something very bad is coming our way. I mean something that not even Trunks can handle. If someone existed in the living world that could handle it, Rogalle would not have come back, or he would have come back for Cell, or Buu. Rogalle came back with a plan to be able to become strong enough to defeat whatever it is." Roshi explained.
"How strong was Rogalle?" Vegeta asked.
"By your standards, he was a weakling. He was not quite as strong as a Super Saiyan level one. A virtual Superman by Earth standards though." Roshi said.
"Then how does he expect to defeat whatever comes?" Vegeta said
"I don't know. Remember that a person's memory is wiped clean when they are reincarnated, so whatever plan Rogalle had is buried deep in Roger's subconscious. Roger is reacting to that subconscious plan, which seems to include you. Roshi explained. Roger is following a plan, set before him by his past self, to make him strong enough to defeat a very powerful enemy. More powerful than even a Super Saiyan Four"
"This is all so incredible!" Vegeta exclaimed. Vegeta was at a loss for what to do about any of this. Vegeta swallowed a bit of pride to ask the old geezer what to do next. "What should I do about it Roshi?"
"The only thing you can do Vegeta. Train and mentor the boy to the best of your abilities. Let the future take it's own course after that" Roshi said. "He may well be our only hope in the future."
"Ok, will do. Thanks Roshi. Vegeta out." Vegeta signed off.
Vegeta leaned back into his Captain's chair. His brain was on fire!" All I wanted to do was go and find myself an honorable death. Now it seems like the fate of the entire universe has been dumped on my back!" Vegeta bemoaned. "It would seem that the future of the universe hinges on the actions I take now. I'd better be careful."
Vegeta felt a sudden increase in gravity. "Whoa! Bulma! What's the gravity in here?" Vegeta demanded.
"The most recent request increased gravity to ten times Earth normal, Veggie-Chan." Bulma-computer responded.
"What? Ten times!! What are they trying to do out there??" Vegeta exited the pilothouse and ran towards the main compartment. There, towards the left of the gravity room stood Yambia and Roger, fists up in a defensive stance, both looking like they've been badly beaten. They both looked dead on their feet, barely able to keep their hands up in a defensive posture.
"I know that you're tired, why don't you just give it up!" Roger teased.
"You don't know who you're dealing with! I'm a Saiyan! Saiyans never, ever give up!" Yambia retorted.
Before Vegeta could say anything, the two warriors summoned up the very last of their strength and rush each other. Both released a right hand haymaker, punching each other solidly on the jaw. Both landing in an unconscious heap with Yambia on top of Roger.
Vegeta briefly checked them over to make sure there were no serious injuries. Satisfied that they were in no immediate danger, he turned on his heel and left them there. "I got to stop leaving these idiots alone! They may kill each other next time!" Vegeta thought. Ten times Earth gravity was something of a minor accomplishment for a Saiyan female; after all, Vegeta-sai was five times Earth's gravity, as well as the research station. But for a human the accomplishment was Herculean indeed! "I'm going to have to take a more active hand in his training when he wakes up." Vegeta thought.
A couple hours later, Roger awoke enough to be in that half awake, half sleeping state. He felt something warm, and breathing lying across his abdomen. Roger hadn't felt this in quite sometime. Not since his ex- girlfriend spent the night a couple of years ago. "Ummm. Roger let his hands roam over the form a bit, until he came across something round, and muscular feeling, covered with fur. "Ahh. Roy-Bob! Where've you been?" Roy-Bob was the name of a cat that Roger once had while living in an apartment closer to campus. Roger began to softly pet "Roy-Bob", which produced the expected purring sound. Suddenly Roger's mind popped back to the present, which caused his eyes to pop open to look and see what it was he was petting. He looked just in time to see Yambia's eyes pop open with pretty much the same bewildered look that he had. Roger dropped her tail, and jumped back, at the same time she jumped back.
"Oh my Kami! I'm so sorry Yambia! I was asleep and dreaming and all." Roger's cheeks were bright red.
"What were you dreaming about you pervert!" Yambia yelled.
Roger noted that Yambia was also red in the face.. But not just by embarrassment. Her breathing was also quite irregular. "Hmmm.. Interesting" Roger thought. "Mental Note: Tails seem to be quite an erogenous zone for Saiyan women."
"Umm.. Well you see, when I felt your tail, I thought it was a cat I used to have and." Roger stammered. "It was an accident! I apologize!"
"Ok then, I can understand that." Yambia conceded. Yambia couldn't stay mad at him, especially with him standing there shuffling his foot and talking all chuckle-headed and all. Besides she was starved and she needed Roger to go and cook. Yambia was a horrible cook.
"Isn't it breakfast time or something? I'm about starved!" Yambia wasted no time diving into the subject.
"I really don't know what meal it's supposed to be, you seem to loose track after awhile out in space, but it doesn't matter, food is food at this point. I'll run down to the Galley and put together a meal." Roger said, and then took off for the lift. Truth to tell, Roger was famished himself.
"Humph!" Yambia thought to herself. "Try spending 74 years in a time bubble to see what you lose track of!!"
Vegeta was already in the Galley eating when Roger arrived. Vegeta had planned it that way to get Roger alone so that he could sense Roger's ki without having to worry about Yambia masking it.
"Holy Crap!" Vegeta thought. "Roger is now strong enough to have easily bested Nappa, and given me a good fight when I first got to Earth! Amazing!"
"I'm sorry Vegeta! I've been rather remiss in my duties lately. I should have gotten you your meal." Roger lamented.
"It's okay Roger, you've been busy training. Besides, I did think about waking you up, but you and Yambia looked so damned cute sleeping together out there. I just didn't have the heart!" Vegeta smirked.
Roger's face reddened again. 'Umm. Can I ask you a question Vegeta?"
"Sure, no guarantee that I'll answer it, but fire away." Vegeta responded.
"Well, to put the delicately, are Saiyan tails. umm. sensitive?" Roger sputtered.
"If I understand what you're asking correctly, then the answer would be Yes, very sensitive. Why? What happened?" Vegeta gave Roger a knowing look.
"Well, when I first started to wake up, and felt Yambia tail in my hand, I sort of thought it was a cat I used to own, so I pet it." Roger said.
"Hahahahaha! How did she take that?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, she called me a pervert, but she seemed to get over it when I explained it was an accident." Roger said.
"Really? I would have expected a more Saiyan reaction." Vegeta mused.
"I think she really wanted to, at least at first." Roger confirmed.
"Maybe she likes you." Vegeta teased.
Roger just turned red in the face and left Vegeta's bait dangle. Roger rather hoped that she did like him. Roger started the task of preparing whatever meal it happened to be.
"Bulma, what time is it on Earth, in the time zone of our launch point." Roger asked.
"The current time is 7:42 PM." Bulma computer answered.
"Okay, dinner then." Roger remarked.
About 20 minutes later, Yambia entered the galley, having just showered and dressed in some fresh workout clothes that Vegeta had provided her from his stock. Roger had just finished setting dinner on the table. "If it's all the same to you guys, I'm going to take my plate up to the pilothouse and eat by myself. I'm not trying to be anti-social, but I have some information I want Bulma to look up for me, of a private nature." Roger said. Yambia and Vegeta gave him a sidelong glance, but they were to deep into their feeding frenzy to really give it much thought. Vegeta simply nodded his head and waved him on.
Roger made his way to the pilothouse thinking of parts of Vegeta's story that caught his interest immediately for some reason. Fusion. Specifically, The Fusion Dance. Roger settled into the Captain's chair. "Bulma?" Roger called.
Working. User Identified. Bulma online, May I be of assistance to you Roger?"
"Hmmm.. The computer must have finally added me to her records as a user. Maybe Vegeta did it." Roger pondered.
"Do you have any video of something called, 'The Fusion Dance"?" Roger queried.
"Affirmative. One instance of stock footage. Subjects: Goten and Trunks. Title: Performing Fusion Dance. Author: Bulma Briefs."
"Please play it for me." Roger asked.
"Affirmative, playing on monitor two to your left." Bulma-computer recorded.
Roger watched the 55-second clip that culminated in a bright flash, and one very powerful little kid standing where two kids stood before. "I must study this tape. Vegeta said that every arm position, every angle of arms and legs, must be precise in order for this to work." Roger thought. "Okay, Bulma? Can you make this video play over and over again util I ask you to stop?
"Affirmative, Roger." Bulma-Computer reported.
"Good, please do that." Roger said.
The tape began to play, and as it did Roger removed himself from the chair and moved to the back of the pilothouse and began to emulate the moves on the screen. After 30 minutes, Rogers's moves were in perfect synch with Goten's and Trunks. "I could do this! I wonder if fusing with Yambia would make us strong enough to be a worth opponent for Vegeta? That is, if she would allow it. After a long thought, Roger decided to not pursue that just yet. He chalked up the fusion dance to something that could be useful someday. "Maybe I can find a Namekian that would be willing to try it. Just to see how it works and feels.
Something else bothered Roger quite a bit. Vegeta kept mentioning a ki attack, the kamehameha wave. For some reason, the battle cry stuck in his brain. It was so familiar somehow. But how?
Bulma, do you have any video of anyone performing a Kamehameha attack? "Roger asked."
"Working.. Affirmative. One instance of stock footage. Subjects Son: Goku, and Son Gohan. Title: The KaMeHaMeHa wave.
"Please run video. "Roger asked.
"Roger stood there, completely dumbfounded by what he saw. He noticed that quiet, bookish man that came to visit Vegeta on several occasions, only much younger, and another man in an orange gi. The two men looked to be closely related, like brothers. Both men were facing each other and had placed their hands along side of their bodies, with the heels of the hands meeting. They both recited the words of the attack. "Kaa Mee Haa Meee Haaaaaaa." and simultaneously pushing their hands forward, one towards the other. Twin beams of power flowed from the two combatants and met in the middle with a blinding force. The two beams pushed back and forth a bit, then the video ended. "Incredible! I know I've seen that attack before someplace! But where? Roger pondered this while he made his way back to the galley.
As soon as Roger entered the galley, Vegeta noticed that he was all geeked up about something. "Find what you were looking for?" Vegeta asked.
"Sure did." Roger answered. "If you have time and are of a mind to, I would really like to learn how to use my ki for attacks, Vegeta."
"Okay, first come over here and sit across from me. All right, there now focus inward and feel your ki. Now, pull all of your ki towards your center. Excellent Roger! That's called hiding your ki. Now, while hiding your ki, stretch out with your senses. Feel the vibrations in the air, feel my ki. Do you feel it?"
"Yes sir" Roger answered.
"Good, now let your senses stretch out even farther, passed this room, try and take in the whole ship. Do you sense Yambia yet?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes, she's in the forward bathroom, on the left side." Roger said.
"Ok Good! You should practice doing that every single day. You'll find you'll get better at hiding your ki, and increase your range of ki you can sense." Vegeta said. "Now let's go up to the main compartment and I'll show you some ki attacks. If you're lucky, I might be persuaded to teach you my "Big Bang" attack. That's my signature attack."
"Sounds great!" Roger exclaimed as he and Vegeta got into the lift.
Trunks is already bonded! Although I didn't make that point clear, he is. Trunks Jr. is also bonded. My writings will always respect Saiyan bonds and Human marriages. It's my own little world were fidelity along lines of marriage/bonds are strictly adhered to! Any ways, Trunks Jr. will one day beget Vegeta Jr., of the GT Special fame.
Remember, not all humans are the same. Vegeta had been getting slowly suspicious, but even outside of the DBZ world, different people will make gains at different rates, all things, diet, exercise, etc,,, being equal. Vegeta just finally admitted that Roger's gains are something a bit more than his superb teaching abilities can explain. :c)
Sholio: Ok already! :c) Roger's smirking license is hereby revoked! Well, he may still smirk once in awhile. I mean after all, it's not like smirking is some sort of special, hard to perform facial contortion. Most of us smirk at least once in awhile! I may have been getting a bit carried away with it though. No. Roger is not part Saiyan.. Yet.. Muahahahahahahaha!! Besides, that whole part Saiyan popping out of nowhere scenario has been done to death!
To Everyone: Ok Roshi was born in 430, and Vegeta was born in 732. Adding the 82 years of Vegeta's current age I figure the current year at 814. Anyone with better info please let me know.
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"Five hours, Thirteen minutes to New Namek, Earth Standard Time" Bulma- Computer reported."
Vegeta sat along side the gravity room watching Roger and Yambia lightly spar. Over the past several hours, they have increased the ships gravity to just shy of 7.5 times Earth normal. Neither one showed any sign of tiring yet. Vegeta would have expected this from a Saiyan, but Roger should have been exhausted by this time. Vegeta shook his head, not able to understand how a human could progress this rapidly. "Oh well, I'll see if Trunks comes up with anything. " Vegeta thought.
Vegeta was enjoying the verbal banter as much as the actual fighting between the two combatants.
"I'm going to rip your head off and shit down your windpipe baka!" Yambia yelled as she delivered a spinning reverse swing kick at Roger's head."
Not today, you charm school reject!" Roger retorted as he managed to block her attack.
"Ahh.. It's almost like having children in the house again!" Vegeta inwardly smirked. "Yambia promised not to use ki attacks so they wouldn't seriously hurt one another, I hope she remembers that in the heat of battle."
"Veggie-chan, incoming transmission from Capsule Corporation, Earth. Classified confidential for your ears only." Bulma-computer reported.
"I will come to the pilothouse right away." Vegeta responded.
Vegeta made his way to the pilothouse, and locked the door, then settled into the Captain's Chair. "Ok, Vegeta here."
"Dad? Hi! How are you doing?" Trunks asked.
"Fine." Vegeta said a bit impatient. "Do you have some information for me?"
"Do I ever! Or rather Master Roshi has some information for you, I'll put him on." Trunks said.
"Master Roshi?!?!" Vegeta exclaimed.
"Don't sound so surprised Vegeta, other than being the Turtle Master, I am the foremost authority on Earth martial arts, and martial artists alive." Roshi said proudly.
"That's probably true." Vegeta admitted. "You're also the A-Number-One skirt chasing pervert on the planet." Vegeta smirked.
"Well, you know, we've all gotta have a hobby. Anyways, Trunks came to me after running into a dead end on Roger's family, and showed me his employee picture. He looks exactly like someone I used to know." Roshi said.
"Who's that?" Vegeta inquired.
"Turtle Master Rogalle, my teacher. You see, I am the very last surviving Turtle Master, but 374 years ago, there was a team of 55 Turtle Masters, all sworn to protect the Earth. I was just a boy apprentice at the time. The original Turtle Masters were far stronger than I am because they knew the secrets of the full training."
"What happened to them?" Vegeta was getting quite fascinated with the story now.
"A group of very powerful men that called themselves The Dragon Elite came and started taking over whole countries. They wanted the same thing that the Turtle Masters wanted, peace for all on Earth. However The Dragon Elite's methods were to create peace by iron rule, where The Turtle Masters took a more laid back approach. Eventually, The Dragon Elite and The Turtle Masters fought a long and bloody battle. When it was over, all of The Dragon Elite were dead. The Turtle Masters suffered almost 100% casualties. Only Rogalle, and a man named Cordell survived. Rogalle was mortally wounded, and lay dying. With his very last breath, he swore that if the Earth ever needed him again, he would return. It's possible that Rogalle has reincarnated, and is now Roger, and has brought the abilities he had before with him in a dormant state. Your training is bringing those abilities out." Roshi explained.
"What happened to Cordell?" Vegeta asked.
Roshi continued, "Cordell was so distraught with the loss of so many of his friends that he swore that he would never fight again, and left. Of course, as an apprentice I was not allowed to fight in the battle, so when Cordell departed I found myself alone, the only Turtle Master left. I read the training scrolls, and trained myself the best I could, but I never came close to the power that Rogalle or Cordell possessed. It took me 50 years to master the kamehameha wave, where both Rogalle and Cordell had mastered it before their 20th birthday."
"I see." Vegeta pondered.
"One last thing Vegeta, and this is the really bad part. If Rogalle is back, it means that he's come back for a reason. It means that something very bad is coming our way. I mean something that not even Trunks can handle. If someone existed in the living world that could handle it, Rogalle would not have come back, or he would have come back for Cell, or Buu. Rogalle came back with a plan to be able to become strong enough to defeat whatever it is." Roshi explained.
"How strong was Rogalle?" Vegeta asked.
"By your standards, he was a weakling. He was not quite as strong as a Super Saiyan level one. A virtual Superman by Earth standards though." Roshi said.
"Then how does he expect to defeat whatever comes?" Vegeta said
"I don't know. Remember that a person's memory is wiped clean when they are reincarnated, so whatever plan Rogalle had is buried deep in Roger's subconscious. Roger is reacting to that subconscious plan, which seems to include you. Roshi explained. Roger is following a plan, set before him by his past self, to make him strong enough to defeat a very powerful enemy. More powerful than even a Super Saiyan Four"
"This is all so incredible!" Vegeta exclaimed. Vegeta was at a loss for what to do about any of this. Vegeta swallowed a bit of pride to ask the old geezer what to do next. "What should I do about it Roshi?"
"The only thing you can do Vegeta. Train and mentor the boy to the best of your abilities. Let the future take it's own course after that" Roshi said. "He may well be our only hope in the future."
"Ok, will do. Thanks Roshi. Vegeta out." Vegeta signed off.
Vegeta leaned back into his Captain's chair. His brain was on fire!" All I wanted to do was go and find myself an honorable death. Now it seems like the fate of the entire universe has been dumped on my back!" Vegeta bemoaned. "It would seem that the future of the universe hinges on the actions I take now. I'd better be careful."
Vegeta felt a sudden increase in gravity. "Whoa! Bulma! What's the gravity in here?" Vegeta demanded.
"The most recent request increased gravity to ten times Earth normal, Veggie-Chan." Bulma-computer responded.
"What? Ten times!! What are they trying to do out there??" Vegeta exited the pilothouse and ran towards the main compartment. There, towards the left of the gravity room stood Yambia and Roger, fists up in a defensive stance, both looking like they've been badly beaten. They both looked dead on their feet, barely able to keep their hands up in a defensive posture.
"I know that you're tired, why don't you just give it up!" Roger teased.
"You don't know who you're dealing with! I'm a Saiyan! Saiyans never, ever give up!" Yambia retorted.
Before Vegeta could say anything, the two warriors summoned up the very last of their strength and rush each other. Both released a right hand haymaker, punching each other solidly on the jaw. Both landing in an unconscious heap with Yambia on top of Roger.
Vegeta briefly checked them over to make sure there were no serious injuries. Satisfied that they were in no immediate danger, he turned on his heel and left them there. "I got to stop leaving these idiots alone! They may kill each other next time!" Vegeta thought. Ten times Earth gravity was something of a minor accomplishment for a Saiyan female; after all, Vegeta-sai was five times Earth's gravity, as well as the research station. But for a human the accomplishment was Herculean indeed! "I'm going to have to take a more active hand in his training when he wakes up." Vegeta thought.
A couple hours later, Roger awoke enough to be in that half awake, half sleeping state. He felt something warm, and breathing lying across his abdomen. Roger hadn't felt this in quite sometime. Not since his ex- girlfriend spent the night a couple of years ago. "Ummm. Roger let his hands roam over the form a bit, until he came across something round, and muscular feeling, covered with fur. "Ahh. Roy-Bob! Where've you been?" Roy-Bob was the name of a cat that Roger once had while living in an apartment closer to campus. Roger began to softly pet "Roy-Bob", which produced the expected purring sound. Suddenly Roger's mind popped back to the present, which caused his eyes to pop open to look and see what it was he was petting. He looked just in time to see Yambia's eyes pop open with pretty much the same bewildered look that he had. Roger dropped her tail, and jumped back, at the same time she jumped back.
"Oh my Kami! I'm so sorry Yambia! I was asleep and dreaming and all." Roger's cheeks were bright red.
"What were you dreaming about you pervert!" Yambia yelled.
Roger noted that Yambia was also red in the face.. But not just by embarrassment. Her breathing was also quite irregular. "Hmmm.. Interesting" Roger thought. "Mental Note: Tails seem to be quite an erogenous zone for Saiyan women."
"Umm.. Well you see, when I felt your tail, I thought it was a cat I used to have and." Roger stammered. "It was an accident! I apologize!"
"Ok then, I can understand that." Yambia conceded. Yambia couldn't stay mad at him, especially with him standing there shuffling his foot and talking all chuckle-headed and all. Besides she was starved and she needed Roger to go and cook. Yambia was a horrible cook.
"Isn't it breakfast time or something? I'm about starved!" Yambia wasted no time diving into the subject.
"I really don't know what meal it's supposed to be, you seem to loose track after awhile out in space, but it doesn't matter, food is food at this point. I'll run down to the Galley and put together a meal." Roger said, and then took off for the lift. Truth to tell, Roger was famished himself.
"Humph!" Yambia thought to herself. "Try spending 74 years in a time bubble to see what you lose track of!!"
Vegeta was already in the Galley eating when Roger arrived. Vegeta had planned it that way to get Roger alone so that he could sense Roger's ki without having to worry about Yambia masking it.
"Holy Crap!" Vegeta thought. "Roger is now strong enough to have easily bested Nappa, and given me a good fight when I first got to Earth! Amazing!"
"I'm sorry Vegeta! I've been rather remiss in my duties lately. I should have gotten you your meal." Roger lamented.
"It's okay Roger, you've been busy training. Besides, I did think about waking you up, but you and Yambia looked so damned cute sleeping together out there. I just didn't have the heart!" Vegeta smirked.
Roger's face reddened again. 'Umm. Can I ask you a question Vegeta?"
"Sure, no guarantee that I'll answer it, but fire away." Vegeta responded.
"Well, to put the delicately, are Saiyan tails. umm. sensitive?" Roger sputtered.
"If I understand what you're asking correctly, then the answer would be Yes, very sensitive. Why? What happened?" Vegeta gave Roger a knowing look.
"Well, when I first started to wake up, and felt Yambia tail in my hand, I sort of thought it was a cat I used to own, so I pet it." Roger said.
"Hahahahaha! How did she take that?" Vegeta asked.
"Well, she called me a pervert, but she seemed to get over it when I explained it was an accident." Roger said.
"Really? I would have expected a more Saiyan reaction." Vegeta mused.
"I think she really wanted to, at least at first." Roger confirmed.
"Maybe she likes you." Vegeta teased.
Roger just turned red in the face and left Vegeta's bait dangle. Roger rather hoped that she did like him. Roger started the task of preparing whatever meal it happened to be.
"Bulma, what time is it on Earth, in the time zone of our launch point." Roger asked.
"The current time is 7:42 PM." Bulma computer answered.
"Okay, dinner then." Roger remarked.
About 20 minutes later, Yambia entered the galley, having just showered and dressed in some fresh workout clothes that Vegeta had provided her from his stock. Roger had just finished setting dinner on the table. "If it's all the same to you guys, I'm going to take my plate up to the pilothouse and eat by myself. I'm not trying to be anti-social, but I have some information I want Bulma to look up for me, of a private nature." Roger said. Yambia and Vegeta gave him a sidelong glance, but they were to deep into their feeding frenzy to really give it much thought. Vegeta simply nodded his head and waved him on.
Roger made his way to the pilothouse thinking of parts of Vegeta's story that caught his interest immediately for some reason. Fusion. Specifically, The Fusion Dance. Roger settled into the Captain's chair. "Bulma?" Roger called.
Working. User Identified. Bulma online, May I be of assistance to you Roger?"
"Hmmm.. The computer must have finally added me to her records as a user. Maybe Vegeta did it." Roger pondered.
"Do you have any video of something called, 'The Fusion Dance"?" Roger queried.
"Affirmative. One instance of stock footage. Subjects: Goten and Trunks. Title: Performing Fusion Dance. Author: Bulma Briefs."
"Please play it for me." Roger asked.
"Affirmative, playing on monitor two to your left." Bulma-computer recorded.
Roger watched the 55-second clip that culminated in a bright flash, and one very powerful little kid standing where two kids stood before. "I must study this tape. Vegeta said that every arm position, every angle of arms and legs, must be precise in order for this to work." Roger thought. "Okay, Bulma? Can you make this video play over and over again util I ask you to stop?
"Affirmative, Roger." Bulma-Computer reported.
"Good, please do that." Roger said.
The tape began to play, and as it did Roger removed himself from the chair and moved to the back of the pilothouse and began to emulate the moves on the screen. After 30 minutes, Rogers's moves were in perfect synch with Goten's and Trunks. "I could do this! I wonder if fusing with Yambia would make us strong enough to be a worth opponent for Vegeta? That is, if she would allow it. After a long thought, Roger decided to not pursue that just yet. He chalked up the fusion dance to something that could be useful someday. "Maybe I can find a Namekian that would be willing to try it. Just to see how it works and feels.
Something else bothered Roger quite a bit. Vegeta kept mentioning a ki attack, the kamehameha wave. For some reason, the battle cry stuck in his brain. It was so familiar somehow. But how?
Bulma, do you have any video of anyone performing a Kamehameha attack? "Roger asked."
"Working.. Affirmative. One instance of stock footage. Subjects Son: Goku, and Son Gohan. Title: The KaMeHaMeHa wave.
"Please run video. "Roger asked.
"Roger stood there, completely dumbfounded by what he saw. He noticed that quiet, bookish man that came to visit Vegeta on several occasions, only much younger, and another man in an orange gi. The two men looked to be closely related, like brothers. Both men were facing each other and had placed their hands along side of their bodies, with the heels of the hands meeting. They both recited the words of the attack. "Kaa Mee Haa Meee Haaaaaaa." and simultaneously pushing their hands forward, one towards the other. Twin beams of power flowed from the two combatants and met in the middle with a blinding force. The two beams pushed back and forth a bit, then the video ended. "Incredible! I know I've seen that attack before someplace! But where? Roger pondered this while he made his way back to the galley.
As soon as Roger entered the galley, Vegeta noticed that he was all geeked up about something. "Find what you were looking for?" Vegeta asked.
"Sure did." Roger answered. "If you have time and are of a mind to, I would really like to learn how to use my ki for attacks, Vegeta."
"Okay, first come over here and sit across from me. All right, there now focus inward and feel your ki. Now, pull all of your ki towards your center. Excellent Roger! That's called hiding your ki. Now, while hiding your ki, stretch out with your senses. Feel the vibrations in the air, feel my ki. Do you feel it?"
"Yes sir" Roger answered.
"Good, now let your senses stretch out even farther, passed this room, try and take in the whole ship. Do you sense Yambia yet?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes, she's in the forward bathroom, on the left side." Roger said.
"Ok Good! You should practice doing that every single day. You'll find you'll get better at hiding your ki, and increase your range of ki you can sense." Vegeta said. "Now let's go up to the main compartment and I'll show you some ki attacks. If you're lucky, I might be persuaded to teach you my "Big Bang" attack. That's my signature attack."
"Sounds great!" Roger exclaimed as he and Vegeta got into the lift.