"Da!" The 3 year old Trunks waddled after his father. Vegeta looked back over his shoulder at his lavender haired son.
"Yes?" He stood outside of the gravity chamber, impatient to get to training. The Ginyu Force was taking over his planets one by one, and sooner or later, he would have to fight.
"Train me!" He went to jump and landed on his bum.
"You're too young, next year." Vegeta kneeled in front of his sniveling son. "Now dry your tears and go play with Pan." (Yes, I know I know. But Pan'll just have different parents. I couldn't think of a name!!!!!! :: goes into psycho dribble::) Trunks sniffled one last time as he pulled himself up and nodded.
"Ok, Mommy just said to ask." He rubbed his blue eys and turned to leave. Vegeta gave a lazy smirk.
"Go." Trunks waddled off, giving one last look, he turned the corner.
"Little brother!" Dalilah bounded down the hallway with her waist length pigtail braids bouncing behind her.
"Lilah!" Trunks tried to turn and fell on his bum. Dalilah laughed and swept her adoptive brother into her arms.
"How did you escape?" Giggling, she tickled his ribs. When Dalilah had turned 5, Vegeta had taken her to the gravity chamber and began her training as a woman warrior. Her ki was rising steadily like any normal Saiyjin, but hers had more of a telepathic side.
"Lilah, Trunks." Bulma swept toward her tow children. Hugging them, she put a wet kiss to each of their cheeks. "Did you talk to your father?"
"He said next year." Trunks looked crestfallen.
"He'll probably be right." Bulma held him on her hip. "So, let's go find Panny and play."
"Bulma! How are you?" Chi Chi laughed as the threesome showed up on her doorstep.
"Good. Now where's that future daughter-in-law of mine?" Bulma peeked over Chi Chi's shoulder to see Pan and Trunks already wrestling on the floor.
"Wait until their of age!" Chi Chi mooned. "Just like Nappa and I." Bulma winced.
"Na Uh, Veggie and I had a more romantic joining." Bulma smiled. "Did Nappa go into enemy territory to rescue you?" Chi Chi glared. Bulma chuckled as she took the cup of tea from Chi Chi. Even being so far from home for so long, they both still had a taste for the earth drink.
"I atleast wasn't a stripper." Chi Chi countered.
"OH shut up." Dalilah was playing referee to the rambuncuous children while they srapped.
"Come on!" Vegeta taunted Nappa. His personal guard traded blows as the two trained to fight with the armies of the growing Kold Empire. A large meaty hand swept past his face only to be countered with a kick.
"OOf!" The near 250 lbs man fell to the floor with the force of 400 g's on top of him. The gravity eased off and went to nothing.
"Good show." Vegeta hefted the unconcious Nappa onto his shoulder and dragged him to the regen tanks in the med bay.
"So, the monkey thinks he can defeat me?" King Kold laughed as he swirled the red wine around his goblet. A clean looking Saiyjin kneeled before him.
"Yes, sire." He looked up. It was the face of a large man named Brolli. With rocky visage and muscles that could crack diamonds, he did not look the type for betrayal. "I will keep watch within the elites." Bowing his head once more, he rose and walked out.
Kold tepped his finger tips on the ivory throne. The killer of his son now had a child, she was happy as ever and she couldn't be better. If killing her was out of the question, why not kill what's closest to her? It is rumoured, that when a Saiyjin's mate is killed, the other is soon to follow. Could be hours, months, and if the bond was not strong, years. But the other mate would eventually die. From the look of the Royal bond, it was the strongest in its time.
"This is interesting, very interesting indeed." He took a sip of his glass and pondered the well laid plan once more.
"Brolli! Spar me!" Vegeta yelled into the generals bar.
"He ain't here!" A voice yelled. "Off on leave!" The bustling and loud music made it hard to hear.
"Hmph!" Vegeta spun on his heel and left. He hadn't given Brolli permission, or sent him on leave. So where was he?
"Sire." The deep vioce of the man in question passed.
"Brolli! Where have you been?" Vegeta having to look up at the man. Even though he was 6' 4" himself, Brolli was a staggering 7' 6".
"I had to make a personal stop. My apologies." Vegeta sneered when he kneeled.
"Come, you shall spar with me seeing that my other partner has passed out." Vegeta had never liked him, he was too eager to please and when around anyone, always stepping on eggshells in a conversation. Narrowing his eyes, he headed back for the gravity chamber.
"General Chi Chi." A heavy knock on Chi Chi's chambers brought the two women out of their conversation. The raven haired woman rose to answer the door.
"Yes?"
"Your mate is down in the infirmery. He is healing from his sparring with the king." The guard nodded and left.
"Bulma, watch the children while I go get my dunderhead of a husband." Chi Chi sighed angrily. She stormed out and set off for the med bay.
Upon arrival, he was pulling on his pants. Fresh from the regen tank, the blue DNA still dripped off him.
"Nappa." Chi Chi felt her anger seep out of her as she swept over to towel him off. "You'll get yourself killed like this!" She hissed. Nappa, shirtless, hugged his wife who still with her saiyjin height, only reached his shoulders.
"Not if you do first, you harpy." Nappa had taken the king's insult to be an endearment to his mate. His tail wrapped about her thigh, still dripping, getting her clothes wet. Chi Chi kissed his chest and let him finish getting dressed.
When finished, the two set back to find Vegeta walking toward their chambers with a minor limp. He was also snarling. Taking a stronger hold around Nappa's waist, Chi Chi snuggled closer to her husband.
"Sire." Bowing at the waist, the two let Vegeta enter to claim his wife and child.
"Come, we're going home." Vegeta said tersely. Slinging Dalilah under his arm and letting Bulma carry Trunks, the family left as quick as they came. Pan sat in the middle of the floor sniffing back tears.
"Twunks gone?" She cried. Chi Chi went to pick up her crying daughter, but was beat by Nappa. Cuddling the tiny girl, (compared to him atleast) he murmured.
"He'll be back, his daddy just wanted to have him for a while."
"But he's mine!" She whimpered.
"It's alright." Shushing her, he rocked her as she let out her crying.
"Bulma, come bandage me. Lilah, go take care of the brat for a couple of minutes, then I'll train you."
"Yes, Poppa." She nodded and picked up the confused Trunks off the floor.
"OK Mr. Pole-up-my-ass, what's your deal?" Bulma snapped as she pulled out the first aid kit.
"Brolli got through to me. He pisses me off!" Slamming his non injured hand on his thigh, he hissed as Bulma purposefully tightened the bandage.
"Well, doesn't mean you have to come storming in like there's a war on our doorstep!" Bulma's red lips curled. "Nearly scared the life out of Pan. Made her cry, for shame."
"The kid's a wuss." He snarled. "Goddammit! Stop putting them so god damn tight!" He roared.
"Now, you're being the wuss. I'll spar with you after you heal tomorrow. For now work on Lilah's ki skills. She hasn't gotten control yet. I'll work on her telepath skills when she gets home." Kissing her husband, she patted his arm. "Now, go train her while I go take the cuties back to together. I can't wait till our son gets betrothed!" Her eyes glazed over, sighing she slapped her husband as he sighed loudly.
"Oh lord, stop acting so human and go." Slapping her butt, he dodged his wife's fist that swung at him. Laughing, he walked out. Shaking his hips like his wife and swinging his tail he chuckled. "You know you like it."
"Shut up Veg head!" Her answer was throaty laughter.
"Like this?" Dalilah had a small ki ball gathered in her hands. Vegeta stood beside her.
"Yes. Now aim for Nappa." Across the chamber stood Nappa. He was in defensive mode, crouched for the attack. The small girl sent the ball flying, but her small body couldn't take the force of the release and fell back against Vegeta's legs.
"I got to do it again. I must!" Dalilah hmphed and tried again. When she stayed up, her arms went up and the ki ball went haywire.
"Again." Vegeta was a quiet but stern teacher. Nappa was now lounging against the wall. If the ball did hit him, it would feel like a light punch. "This time, use your mental abilaties to control it's path, even if you move, your ki ball won't." Vegeta's calm voice was slow and calm. Dalilah nodded and gathered the ki once more.
"Ok." Taking a breath, she focused her mental powers on a straight line toward Nappa. Releasing the ball slowly, she envisioned the ball traveling. The ball flew and hit Nappa in his amr. Slightly burning the skin, Nappa smiled.
"The brat has promise." Nappa smirked. Vegeta smirked as well, Ruffling the black hair atop her head, she giggled.
"Thanks Poppa and Nappa." She hugged his leg. " I'm tired. Are we done?" She sighed. Vegeta looked to the clock on the wall.
"Yes, we've been at it for 3 hours. Your mother will be worried." Smirking, he picked her up. "You did well." Cradling her against his chest, he walked back
"Whoa, sire, look. No wonder the brat is tired. We've had it at 100 times gravity! I'm surprised she isn't flattened!" Vegeta stood shocked. The midget was stronger than he realized. Smiling, he walked out.
By the time they reached home, Dalilah was asleep in his arms. Her face tucked into his armor and her amrs were wrapped about him. Opening the door with his eye scan, he walked in to see Bulma and Trunks asleep on the giant bed.
Family, that's what power was about. It brought you every emotion and in the end, they would always be there. Crawling under the covers with Lilah still wrapped around him, he tugged the other half of his family over to him. Just for this time did he want to be together with the ones he cared for.
"Yes?" He stood outside of the gravity chamber, impatient to get to training. The Ginyu Force was taking over his planets one by one, and sooner or later, he would have to fight.
"Train me!" He went to jump and landed on his bum.
"You're too young, next year." Vegeta kneeled in front of his sniveling son. "Now dry your tears and go play with Pan." (Yes, I know I know. But Pan'll just have different parents. I couldn't think of a name!!!!!! :: goes into psycho dribble::) Trunks sniffled one last time as he pulled himself up and nodded.
"Ok, Mommy just said to ask." He rubbed his blue eys and turned to leave. Vegeta gave a lazy smirk.
"Go." Trunks waddled off, giving one last look, he turned the corner.
"Little brother!" Dalilah bounded down the hallway with her waist length pigtail braids bouncing behind her.
"Lilah!" Trunks tried to turn and fell on his bum. Dalilah laughed and swept her adoptive brother into her arms.
"How did you escape?" Giggling, she tickled his ribs. When Dalilah had turned 5, Vegeta had taken her to the gravity chamber and began her training as a woman warrior. Her ki was rising steadily like any normal Saiyjin, but hers had more of a telepathic side.
"Lilah, Trunks." Bulma swept toward her tow children. Hugging them, she put a wet kiss to each of their cheeks. "Did you talk to your father?"
"He said next year." Trunks looked crestfallen.
"He'll probably be right." Bulma held him on her hip. "So, let's go find Panny and play."
"Bulma! How are you?" Chi Chi laughed as the threesome showed up on her doorstep.
"Good. Now where's that future daughter-in-law of mine?" Bulma peeked over Chi Chi's shoulder to see Pan and Trunks already wrestling on the floor.
"Wait until their of age!" Chi Chi mooned. "Just like Nappa and I." Bulma winced.
"Na Uh, Veggie and I had a more romantic joining." Bulma smiled. "Did Nappa go into enemy territory to rescue you?" Chi Chi glared. Bulma chuckled as she took the cup of tea from Chi Chi. Even being so far from home for so long, they both still had a taste for the earth drink.
"I atleast wasn't a stripper." Chi Chi countered.
"OH shut up." Dalilah was playing referee to the rambuncuous children while they srapped.
"Come on!" Vegeta taunted Nappa. His personal guard traded blows as the two trained to fight with the armies of the growing Kold Empire. A large meaty hand swept past his face only to be countered with a kick.
"OOf!" The near 250 lbs man fell to the floor with the force of 400 g's on top of him. The gravity eased off and went to nothing.
"Good show." Vegeta hefted the unconcious Nappa onto his shoulder and dragged him to the regen tanks in the med bay.
"So, the monkey thinks he can defeat me?" King Kold laughed as he swirled the red wine around his goblet. A clean looking Saiyjin kneeled before him.
"Yes, sire." He looked up. It was the face of a large man named Brolli. With rocky visage and muscles that could crack diamonds, he did not look the type for betrayal. "I will keep watch within the elites." Bowing his head once more, he rose and walked out.
Kold tepped his finger tips on the ivory throne. The killer of his son now had a child, she was happy as ever and she couldn't be better. If killing her was out of the question, why not kill what's closest to her? It is rumoured, that when a Saiyjin's mate is killed, the other is soon to follow. Could be hours, months, and if the bond was not strong, years. But the other mate would eventually die. From the look of the Royal bond, it was the strongest in its time.
"This is interesting, very interesting indeed." He took a sip of his glass and pondered the well laid plan once more.
"Brolli! Spar me!" Vegeta yelled into the generals bar.
"He ain't here!" A voice yelled. "Off on leave!" The bustling and loud music made it hard to hear.
"Hmph!" Vegeta spun on his heel and left. He hadn't given Brolli permission, or sent him on leave. So where was he?
"Sire." The deep vioce of the man in question passed.
"Brolli! Where have you been?" Vegeta having to look up at the man. Even though he was 6' 4" himself, Brolli was a staggering 7' 6".
"I had to make a personal stop. My apologies." Vegeta sneered when he kneeled.
"Come, you shall spar with me seeing that my other partner has passed out." Vegeta had never liked him, he was too eager to please and when around anyone, always stepping on eggshells in a conversation. Narrowing his eyes, he headed back for the gravity chamber.
"General Chi Chi." A heavy knock on Chi Chi's chambers brought the two women out of their conversation. The raven haired woman rose to answer the door.
"Yes?"
"Your mate is down in the infirmery. He is healing from his sparring with the king." The guard nodded and left.
"Bulma, watch the children while I go get my dunderhead of a husband." Chi Chi sighed angrily. She stormed out and set off for the med bay.
Upon arrival, he was pulling on his pants. Fresh from the regen tank, the blue DNA still dripped off him.
"Nappa." Chi Chi felt her anger seep out of her as she swept over to towel him off. "You'll get yourself killed like this!" She hissed. Nappa, shirtless, hugged his wife who still with her saiyjin height, only reached his shoulders.
"Not if you do first, you harpy." Nappa had taken the king's insult to be an endearment to his mate. His tail wrapped about her thigh, still dripping, getting her clothes wet. Chi Chi kissed his chest and let him finish getting dressed.
When finished, the two set back to find Vegeta walking toward their chambers with a minor limp. He was also snarling. Taking a stronger hold around Nappa's waist, Chi Chi snuggled closer to her husband.
"Sire." Bowing at the waist, the two let Vegeta enter to claim his wife and child.
"Come, we're going home." Vegeta said tersely. Slinging Dalilah under his arm and letting Bulma carry Trunks, the family left as quick as they came. Pan sat in the middle of the floor sniffing back tears.
"Twunks gone?" She cried. Chi Chi went to pick up her crying daughter, but was beat by Nappa. Cuddling the tiny girl, (compared to him atleast) he murmured.
"He'll be back, his daddy just wanted to have him for a while."
"But he's mine!" She whimpered.
"It's alright." Shushing her, he rocked her as she let out her crying.
"Bulma, come bandage me. Lilah, go take care of the brat for a couple of minutes, then I'll train you."
"Yes, Poppa." She nodded and picked up the confused Trunks off the floor.
"OK Mr. Pole-up-my-ass, what's your deal?" Bulma snapped as she pulled out the first aid kit.
"Brolli got through to me. He pisses me off!" Slamming his non injured hand on his thigh, he hissed as Bulma purposefully tightened the bandage.
"Well, doesn't mean you have to come storming in like there's a war on our doorstep!" Bulma's red lips curled. "Nearly scared the life out of Pan. Made her cry, for shame."
"The kid's a wuss." He snarled. "Goddammit! Stop putting them so god damn tight!" He roared.
"Now, you're being the wuss. I'll spar with you after you heal tomorrow. For now work on Lilah's ki skills. She hasn't gotten control yet. I'll work on her telepath skills when she gets home." Kissing her husband, she patted his arm. "Now, go train her while I go take the cuties back to together. I can't wait till our son gets betrothed!" Her eyes glazed over, sighing she slapped her husband as he sighed loudly.
"Oh lord, stop acting so human and go." Slapping her butt, he dodged his wife's fist that swung at him. Laughing, he walked out. Shaking his hips like his wife and swinging his tail he chuckled. "You know you like it."
"Shut up Veg head!" Her answer was throaty laughter.
"Like this?" Dalilah had a small ki ball gathered in her hands. Vegeta stood beside her.
"Yes. Now aim for Nappa." Across the chamber stood Nappa. He was in defensive mode, crouched for the attack. The small girl sent the ball flying, but her small body couldn't take the force of the release and fell back against Vegeta's legs.
"I got to do it again. I must!" Dalilah hmphed and tried again. When she stayed up, her arms went up and the ki ball went haywire.
"Again." Vegeta was a quiet but stern teacher. Nappa was now lounging against the wall. If the ball did hit him, it would feel like a light punch. "This time, use your mental abilaties to control it's path, even if you move, your ki ball won't." Vegeta's calm voice was slow and calm. Dalilah nodded and gathered the ki once more.
"Ok." Taking a breath, she focused her mental powers on a straight line toward Nappa. Releasing the ball slowly, she envisioned the ball traveling. The ball flew and hit Nappa in his amr. Slightly burning the skin, Nappa smiled.
"The brat has promise." Nappa smirked. Vegeta smirked as well, Ruffling the black hair atop her head, she giggled.
"Thanks Poppa and Nappa." She hugged his leg. " I'm tired. Are we done?" She sighed. Vegeta looked to the clock on the wall.
"Yes, we've been at it for 3 hours. Your mother will be worried." Smirking, he picked her up. "You did well." Cradling her against his chest, he walked back
"Whoa, sire, look. No wonder the brat is tired. We've had it at 100 times gravity! I'm surprised she isn't flattened!" Vegeta stood shocked. The midget was stronger than he realized. Smiling, he walked out.
By the time they reached home, Dalilah was asleep in his arms. Her face tucked into his armor and her amrs were wrapped about him. Opening the door with his eye scan, he walked in to see Bulma and Trunks asleep on the giant bed.
Family, that's what power was about. It brought you every emotion and in the end, they would always be there. Crawling under the covers with Lilah still wrapped around him, he tugged the other half of his family over to him. Just for this time did he want to be together with the ones he cared for.
