Disclaimer: Somehow, since I last updated (yes I know, it was a LONG time
ago - which makes this all the more plausible) I gained possession of DBZ,
so I've decided... *Trunks whispers something in her ear* Eh... there are
lawyers trying to sue me - I admit it, I was lying. I don't own DBZ.
Chapter Four:
"Bren, what the HELL is the meaning of this?"
Bren looked up at the words the look on her face a strange mixture of guilt, amusement and shock then shrugged.
"I think I'll let someone else explain this." Brown eyes darted nervously around the room as the 29 year old searched for an escape route.
"Bardock-kun, this is Gohan and Goten. The blue haired brat is Trunks. They're here on a peace mission from Earth. Ano" The young woman paused, "I think I'll let Gohan take it from here. I'm sure he'll do a great job. By the way Gohan, that's Bardock."
Goten blinked, then blinked again, "Wow. He looks like Otousan. Exactly like Tousan, only he has a scar."
Gohan hastily covered Gotens mouth as the boys tongue ran away with him, "Eh, it's a pleasure to meet you Bardock-kun. We're, ah-"
Bardock cut him off mid-sentence, "Who is your Otousan brat?"
His words were addressed to Goten who'd spoken rashly and attracted the older saiya-jins attention, something which considering he could have passed as the mans far younger clone, probably wasn't a good thing.
"His name is Goku," Goten crowed prying Gohans hand away, "He's the bestest most strongest fighter in the universe. Only he's dead now, so Gohan's the strongest."
"Goku?" The saiya-jin questioned with a sneer, "A pathetic name if ever I heard one."
Trunks felt a flare of annoyance, "It's better then Bardock. Besides my Tousan calls Goku Kakarott. That's his proper name."
Bardock's eyes widened, then he scowled, "That's not possible. Kakarott would be little more then a child, most definitely not capable of reproduction."
Gohan smiled hesitantly, "I think, that you saiya-jins have been out of the loop for a few too many years. Perhaps I could request a private audience. to explain everything without the spectators?"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed from where he sat on his thone and he smirked coldly, "Indeed. Bardock, take him to the dungeons, you can listen to his claims there, and if they prove sound, then I will listen to him."
Gohans eyes widened in shock then narrowed in suspicion as he realised what King Vegeta had in mind. He shrugged, after killing Cell he doubted these soldiers could keep him locked up if he wanted to be free. He would talk to Bardock, and if all else failed, he would leave and tell Bulma that the mission had been unsuccessful Vegeta would not have any problems negotiating, even should the three of them fail miserably.
He nodded to himself as he followed Bardock down to the dungeons, pulling Trunks and Goten behind him.
~~~
Sedra watched as Bardock led Gohan and his two younger companions down to the dungeon and sighed.
Honestly, how was one supposed to have fun when ones guests were not being their usual amusing selves.
The self-styled goddess sighed. Her saiya-jin had disappeared somewhere in the crowd and being Sedra was getting very boring.
Looking around to check that there were no more saiya-jins to amuse her the girl threw her head forward so that it cracked loudly.
She sat up, huge brown eyes sparkling, "I know, I'll follow them. And then I'll plan out a romantic dinner. But who for?"
The semi-insane demi-saiya-jin quickly ran after the group still giggling amusedly, "And I can help Gohan explain. Gohan's so dreamy! How can I hook him up with Videl? I know! I'll bring Videl to Vegeta-sei. Hmm. That means I'll have to talk to King Vegeta. He's so handsome. Screw Gohan. He can explain on his own."
She turned and walked back towards the throne, already planning out what to say in her mind.
~~~
"This is it?" Gohan asked somewhat disappointed, "These are King Vegeta dungeons?"
"What were you expecting?" Bardock asked scornfully.
"I don't know. Gold, jewels, at the very least good carpeting. You know, after everything Vegeta said about Vegeta-sei, I just kinda thought it'd be nicer."
"This is a dungeon brat, it's supposed to be dark and depressing." Bardock told the boy in annoyance
"Yeah, I see what you mean.The dankness kind of grows on you. You could really do with some tapestries though, you know, to brighten up the place. Make it a little more homey."
Bardocks eyes widened, "You're in the dungeons for a reason, King Vegeta doesn't want you to feel at home, that's a privilege reserved for Saiya- jins."
"Hey, we're saiya-jins!" Trunks butted in, "Gohan this trip to Vegeta-sei is so not fun. I thought you said it was going to be fun. Everyone's treating me like I'm a whiny little brat."
"Shut up you whining little brat," Bardock instructed the boy, oblivious to the lavender-haired boys growing fury. "Tell me where exactly you're from and why exactly you're here, and what exactly you want from the saiya- jins."
"Well," Gohan began nervously, "We're from Earth, we're here because Bulma, that's Trunks mother, and Vegeta's mate, found out that you guys had all been wished back to life, and told us we should find out more about the saiya-jins since we were completely ignorant. And er, Trunks stop that. Power down you're starting to annoy me."
Trunks reluctantly powered down, still glaring at Bardocks back in annoyance.
"And what do you want?" Bardock repeated when Gohan didn't continue.
"Well, a cup of hot cocoa and some chocolate pocky would be nice."
Bardocks jaw fell open at these words and the completely guileless way they were said.
"Cocoa and pocky?" He finally managed.
"Is there something wrong with that?"
A/N: Okay, I hate this story and I honestly believe this is the worst piece of %^&# I've ever written (although this chapter is probably slightly better then my last 4, at least in my opinion) however for some unfathomable reason somebody likes it, so, ever a slave to my reviewers I have actually written more. Oh well it's better than the LOTR Smegal x Gollem fic my friend wants me to write. So enjoy, because as I said last chapter, this is very much a LOW priority fic, and it aggravates me cos I can't write it well. By the way, I recently got a review that was kinda mean, telling me to write more, and while I have tried, and I did take it to heart, it was the kinda review that made me not wanna continue this. Or made me wanna just write so stupid ending just to get rid of this. So please try to be nice and I will try to write more, but as I've said almost all the way through, I have a lot of trouble churning this fic out. It's 2:57am and my eyes are sore and my back is sore, and I should not be typing this sitting in bed. I truly hope you guys are grateful for the effort I've put into thinking up a half decent plot-line. I'm not much of a DBZ writer I'm sorry, so enjoy what measly crumbs I give you. *grins* Thanks for reading, and please review. I might give up on the 5 reviews to continue thing, and just say, I'll love you if you do review, and I will try to continue. Try being the key word.
Chapter Four:
"Bren, what the HELL is the meaning of this?"
Bren looked up at the words the look on her face a strange mixture of guilt, amusement and shock then shrugged.
"I think I'll let someone else explain this." Brown eyes darted nervously around the room as the 29 year old searched for an escape route.
"Bardock-kun, this is Gohan and Goten. The blue haired brat is Trunks. They're here on a peace mission from Earth. Ano" The young woman paused, "I think I'll let Gohan take it from here. I'm sure he'll do a great job. By the way Gohan, that's Bardock."
Goten blinked, then blinked again, "Wow. He looks like Otousan. Exactly like Tousan, only he has a scar."
Gohan hastily covered Gotens mouth as the boys tongue ran away with him, "Eh, it's a pleasure to meet you Bardock-kun. We're, ah-"
Bardock cut him off mid-sentence, "Who is your Otousan brat?"
His words were addressed to Goten who'd spoken rashly and attracted the older saiya-jins attention, something which considering he could have passed as the mans far younger clone, probably wasn't a good thing.
"His name is Goku," Goten crowed prying Gohans hand away, "He's the bestest most strongest fighter in the universe. Only he's dead now, so Gohan's the strongest."
"Goku?" The saiya-jin questioned with a sneer, "A pathetic name if ever I heard one."
Trunks felt a flare of annoyance, "It's better then Bardock. Besides my Tousan calls Goku Kakarott. That's his proper name."
Bardock's eyes widened, then he scowled, "That's not possible. Kakarott would be little more then a child, most definitely not capable of reproduction."
Gohan smiled hesitantly, "I think, that you saiya-jins have been out of the loop for a few too many years. Perhaps I could request a private audience. to explain everything without the spectators?"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed from where he sat on his thone and he smirked coldly, "Indeed. Bardock, take him to the dungeons, you can listen to his claims there, and if they prove sound, then I will listen to him."
Gohans eyes widened in shock then narrowed in suspicion as he realised what King Vegeta had in mind. He shrugged, after killing Cell he doubted these soldiers could keep him locked up if he wanted to be free. He would talk to Bardock, and if all else failed, he would leave and tell Bulma that the mission had been unsuccessful Vegeta would not have any problems negotiating, even should the three of them fail miserably.
He nodded to himself as he followed Bardock down to the dungeons, pulling Trunks and Goten behind him.
~~~
Sedra watched as Bardock led Gohan and his two younger companions down to the dungeon and sighed.
Honestly, how was one supposed to have fun when ones guests were not being their usual amusing selves.
The self-styled goddess sighed. Her saiya-jin had disappeared somewhere in the crowd and being Sedra was getting very boring.
Looking around to check that there were no more saiya-jins to amuse her the girl threw her head forward so that it cracked loudly.
She sat up, huge brown eyes sparkling, "I know, I'll follow them. And then I'll plan out a romantic dinner. But who for?"
The semi-insane demi-saiya-jin quickly ran after the group still giggling amusedly, "And I can help Gohan explain. Gohan's so dreamy! How can I hook him up with Videl? I know! I'll bring Videl to Vegeta-sei. Hmm. That means I'll have to talk to King Vegeta. He's so handsome. Screw Gohan. He can explain on his own."
She turned and walked back towards the throne, already planning out what to say in her mind.
~~~
"This is it?" Gohan asked somewhat disappointed, "These are King Vegeta dungeons?"
"What were you expecting?" Bardock asked scornfully.
"I don't know. Gold, jewels, at the very least good carpeting. You know, after everything Vegeta said about Vegeta-sei, I just kinda thought it'd be nicer."
"This is a dungeon brat, it's supposed to be dark and depressing." Bardock told the boy in annoyance
"Yeah, I see what you mean.The dankness kind of grows on you. You could really do with some tapestries though, you know, to brighten up the place. Make it a little more homey."
Bardocks eyes widened, "You're in the dungeons for a reason, King Vegeta doesn't want you to feel at home, that's a privilege reserved for Saiya- jins."
"Hey, we're saiya-jins!" Trunks butted in, "Gohan this trip to Vegeta-sei is so not fun. I thought you said it was going to be fun. Everyone's treating me like I'm a whiny little brat."
"Shut up you whining little brat," Bardock instructed the boy, oblivious to the lavender-haired boys growing fury. "Tell me where exactly you're from and why exactly you're here, and what exactly you want from the saiya- jins."
"Well," Gohan began nervously, "We're from Earth, we're here because Bulma, that's Trunks mother, and Vegeta's mate, found out that you guys had all been wished back to life, and told us we should find out more about the saiya-jins since we were completely ignorant. And er, Trunks stop that. Power down you're starting to annoy me."
Trunks reluctantly powered down, still glaring at Bardocks back in annoyance.
"And what do you want?" Bardock repeated when Gohan didn't continue.
"Well, a cup of hot cocoa and some chocolate pocky would be nice."
Bardocks jaw fell open at these words and the completely guileless way they were said.
"Cocoa and pocky?" He finally managed.
"Is there something wrong with that?"
A/N: Okay, I hate this story and I honestly believe this is the worst piece of %^&# I've ever written (although this chapter is probably slightly better then my last 4, at least in my opinion) however for some unfathomable reason somebody likes it, so, ever a slave to my reviewers I have actually written more. Oh well it's better than the LOTR Smegal x Gollem fic my friend wants me to write. So enjoy, because as I said last chapter, this is very much a LOW priority fic, and it aggravates me cos I can't write it well. By the way, I recently got a review that was kinda mean, telling me to write more, and while I have tried, and I did take it to heart, it was the kinda review that made me not wanna continue this. Or made me wanna just write so stupid ending just to get rid of this. So please try to be nice and I will try to write more, but as I've said almost all the way through, I have a lot of trouble churning this fic out. It's 2:57am and my eyes are sore and my back is sore, and I should not be typing this sitting in bed. I truly hope you guys are grateful for the effort I've put into thinking up a half decent plot-line. I'm not much of a DBZ writer I'm sorry, so enjoy what measly crumbs I give you. *grins* Thanks for reading, and please review. I might give up on the 5 reviews to continue thing, and just say, I'll love you if you do review, and I will try to continue. Try being the key word.