M-sama: I'm sorry! I've been busy! Really busy! I've changed my website--actually I teamed up with my only one friend who actually watches anime! Can you believe it? Some people out there don't know what they're missing. **grins** Oh, well, their loss! **confused** What was I talking about?

Trunks: **coughs** New Website **coughs**

M-sama: **pats Trunks on the head** That's right! As I was saying, me and my friend teamed up and made a new website called High School Life (HSL). Go and check it out! It's much better than Megami-sama's Obsession cuz it doesn't have just DBZ. It also has Inu-Yasha! Man I love IY!

Trunks: **pouts**

M-sama: I love you, too, Trunksie! **kisses Trunks** Here's the URL: http://fruityammy.tripod.com/. Feel free to visit it! It's only just opened yesterday, ya know…

Trunks: **rolls eyes** And now, onto the fic!

Never Sleep Over

Chapter Five: Some People Get Twisted

He opened his ebony black eyes. He could see two blots he thought were suppose to be people. A much small blot came into his view. He blinked his eyes several time to get rid of the cloudiness. When he opened his eyes again, the figures came into sharp view. He sat straight up. "Gohan! What are you doing here?"

He watched Gohan open and close his mouth much like the fish he had for breakfast--a big, fat, juicy, tasty fish! He licked his lips. Gohan finally found the words to say, "Dad? Is that really you?"

"Of course it's me!" the spiky hair saiyan glanced around. He spotted a figure he knew all too well. He jumped out of bed so he could bow at the other saiyan. "Prince Vegeta," he said as he came up from the bow. He smirk evilly at his prince. "Planet Argonalla has been conquered with little resistances. I don't know why you sent a Saiyan elite team to that pitiful planet. My youngest could have done just fine there." The saiyan frowned as he remembered something about his youngest son. "But then again, Goten is off planet at the moment, much to ChiChi's disappointment. She'll kill me if she ever founded out that I requested that he went to this assignment. You know my ChiChi, she doesn't like children fighting--even if our son is becoming one of the top fighters of his generation."

"What is this guy talking about?" demanded Videl.

Before Gohan could answer her, Vegeta stepped forward. "You called me 'Prince Vegeta'. Why, Kakarot?"

The other saiyan grin. "Sorry, Vegeta. I thought there was other warriors around. Who know when one would yell at me for not addressing you correctly." He rolled his eyes. "I'm glad you had decided to take Goten on Prince Trunks' elite team. Goten has been training really hard." He put an arm around his oldest son, Gohan. "I'm really proud of Gohan, here. I did tell, didn't I, that King Vegeta has assign him to be his top warrior? He now out ranks me! Being the first Super Saiyan in centuries, probably helps."

Vegeta and Gohan frown at each other. Something wasn't making sense here. "Kakarot, you were the first," Vegeta stated coldly.

Kakarot shook his head. "Don't I wish. Something about Gohan that made him become a Super Saiyan. I was just surprise that he never said anything. He probably didn't want to make a big fuss of it because of my mate. She almost had a heart attack when I told her. Gohan is the only Super Saiyan that we know of."

"That's not true, Dad! You're a super saiyan, and so is Vegeta."

"What's your name?"

Kakarot frown. "What's this about?" When his prince wouldn't answer him, he told them. "My name is Kakarot, son of Bardock and Lactuca."

"Your mother name is Lactuca?

"Well, your mother's name is Rafflesia!"

Vegeta's mouth dropped. How could Kakarot know his mother's name? He never told anyone except…Bulma. Bulma never had the chance to tell the idiot saiyan her name. "How did you know?"

"Know what?"

"My mother's name!"

Kakarot scratched his head, a habit he learn in the few years he said on Planet Earth. "What? Everyone knows the Queen's name. What's wrong with you? Is Princess Bulma giving you a rough time?" Kakarot smirked. "She told ChiChi that she wanted to have another little saiyan to raise."

"What!"

Videl stomped her foot. "Gohan! I thought you said you father died!"

"Uh, he did." Gohan glanced back at his suppose-to-be dead father. "Why are you here? Is something going to happen?"

Kakarot frown. "I--I don't know. One minute I was getting into my space pod, and then I woke up here." He looked around the room. He noticed several pictures sitting on top of a desk piled with a couple of very thick books. He walked over there and picked up one of the snapshots. It was a picture of himself with a younger Gohan. He couldn't remember when the picture was taken. Another snapshot was of his two sons smiling in outfits similar to the long dead Turtle Hermit. Why would his sons be wearing those? Why weren't they wearing saiyan armor?

Vegeta sent Gohan a telepathic message. ~I don't think this is your father. He would never call himself by his given name.~

Gohan nodded. ~Yeah, something's wrong. It does feel like his ki alter a little.~ Gohan sent back to the older saiyan.

~Do you want to take him down, or should I?~

~He's pretending to be my father. Let me.~

Vegeta nodded. "Kakarot" ~Do it now!~ "isn't your real name, weakling."

Gohan tackled Kakarot before Vegeta even finished his sentence. Gohan easily put the older man in a death lock. "Who are you?"

Kakarot tried to pull Gohan's arm away from his neck. "I'm Kakarot!"

Gohan tighten his grip. "You are not," he said angry.

"Gohan! What's going on here?"

The teen saiyan never loosen his death grip on the older saiyan as he looked up at the raven hair girl. "Videl… It's hard to explain. I'll tell you later, okay?"

"It's not okay!" Videl crossed her arms. "I want to know now, Son Gohan!"

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Zam paced in his space ship. Two worm babies were in the next room. He couldn't decide how much money to request. How much did it cost to buy the needed parts? Was a dollar enough money? Or maybe a dime was more than enough money for the parts they needed.

Xam came up to his leader. "Zam, how do you tell how much something is worth?"

Zam shook his head. "Find out by 18 o'clock."

Yam raised his hand. Zam glared at him. "Yes?"

"Um, it's not 18 o'clock--it's 6 o'clock, sir."

Zam reached out and pulled on Yam's antenna. "Shut up!"

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Gia, a stress out Capsule Corp. doctor, was laughing as she made her way around CC. Anyone who saw her would say she was insane because she was laughing as she strangle an imaginary neck. "He always do this to me. Why? What have I ever done to him? Nothing! Except being born! I can't help that. I wish I can…" She stopped talking to herself as she arrived at the Son's Suite. She rapped quickly on the door before shoving open the saiyan-proof door. Gia followed the voices to Son Gohan's bedroom. What she saw surprised her. "Geez!" No one turn to look at her. "Is that who I think it is? It is, isn't it?"

Kakarot looked up at the newcomer. He knew her. Maybe she would help him. "Dr. Gyoza! Help me! The Prince and my son has gone insane."

Dr. Gia didn't even glance his way. She rushed over to Videl Satan and shook her hand. "You probably don't remember me, but a while ago you saved my life. I was taken hostage and you and the Great Saiyaman rescued me and my little sister Alex." She tucked a strain of purple and silver hair behind her ear. The two different color highlights in her black hair matched her eye color perfectly. "I just want to say thank you! My little sister might have died if it wasn't for you." She let go of Videl's hands. She glared at Vegeta. "What do you want? I heard someone was dying up here."

Vegeta glared at the doctor. "Nobody died. Unfortunately for me, I gave him a Senzu bean."

Gia shook a finger at him. "You know that Ms. Briefs doesn't like you wasting the Senzu beans. What am I suppose to tell her when I can't fix one of your 'little' problem when you train too hard with Trunks? You could kill Trunks!" Gia crossed her arms. Vegeta was always causing her to work after hours. She never has time to go play with her nine-year-old sister. "Gohan! I never knew you were here? Skipping school? Better not let you mother find out!" Gia gasped as she saw who was choking to death in the teenager's arms. "Son Goku! I heard you were dead! How was it? Had fun? Did they treat you right up there?"

Kakarot loosen his hold on his son's arm. Dr. Gyoza called him 'Goku'. Nobody called him by his hated Earthling name. Dr. Gyoza would know not to call him 'Goku'. After all, her husband was his second in command. They often invited him and ChiChi to have dinner.

"Gohan, please let your father go. I probably should do a check up on him. He has been dead for seven years."

The bedroom door open. Everyone turn to look at who it was. "Woman, get out of here!" shouted Vegeta.

Bulma didn't even paused as she entered. "Gohan! What on earth are you doing to poor Goku?"

~That's not Kakarot! This imposter is here for a reason. We'll get him to talk. Talk these Earthlings out of here. Gohan wouldn't like it if his future mate got injured.~

"Mate?" Bulma squealed. "Wait until ChiChi hears this!" Bulma rolled her eyes as she received a death glare from her husband. She grabbed the doctor and the teenage girl's hand. "Come with me. The boys have to have a little talk. Dr. Gia, don't you have more people to heal? I'm sure, there must be something you have to do right now."

Dr. Gia bowed her head. "Yes, Ms. Briefs. I'll just be on my way. I have a Kane Marsh who was skateboarding in front of the building when Mr. Vegeta shot him. His right arm wasn't looking too good last time I checked."

Videl turn to look over her shoulder just as Vegeta punched the guy in the face. She winced as she hard his nose broke. "That doesn't look like talking! That guy was almost dead a little bit ago. I can't believe Son Gohan would help that maniac."

"That so-called 'maniac' happens to be my husband." Bulma glared at her. "Just who are you again?"

"Videl Satan."

Her blue eyes narrowed. "Satan--as in Hercule Satan?

"Yes."

"Dende help ChiChi understand!" she prayed. Her friend isn't going to like this one bit. If only this girl was anyone but the daughter of that fraud…

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Goten looked around. He didn't know where he was! I'm lost! he thought panicky. He glanced around the city. He was taken to a big city last week when he was saiyan-napped. But nothing looked familiar. He tugged at a lady's dress. "Can you help me?"

The woman turn her brown eyes down at the little boy. "What do you need help with?"

"I'm lost." Goten then put his thumb in his mouth. He didn't do that often; only when he was nervous. His mother was going to kill him for getting lost.

"Do you live around here?" the woman asked. Goten shook his head. "Okay. What's your name?"

"I'm Son Goten."

"Well, Son Goten, I'm Amy. Come with me. I'll take you to the police station. Maybe he can help us." Goten only nodded.

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Trunks landed on the other side of the city from Goten. He looked around. He noticed he had landed in a alley. At first glance, he thought he was by himself until he noticed a man with green hair. He walked up to the man. "Excused me, sir, but could you tell me where I am?"

The man turn around, startled. "I didn't noticed you coming in here, kid." He noticed the boy's clothing wasn't like the other children he meets in the street. This kid actually had a nice home. "Where's your parents?"

Trunks crossed his arms. "Why do you care?"

A brown hair woman stepped out of the shadows and placed her tan hand on the man's equally tan shoulder. "Kamoru Daijo! There you are. I've been looking all over for you."

Kamoru nodded his head towards Trunks. The woman smiled down at him. "Oh! Hi there, cutie? Are you going to join us? I bet you would like the other children. I'm sure we can find something useful for you to do."

Kamoru Daijo and Penchy Du housed at least a dozen runaways and orphaned children living in the streets. Most often, the children they find, would leave and live a better life somewhere else. But there was a few of them like the ones they housed would never go back to that kind of happy life they had forsaken.

"Useful for what?"

Penchy smiled at him. "We house runaway and orphan children," she explained. She examined his clothing. "Did you recently ran away, kiddo?"

Trunks thought about what the couple in front of him had said. "So you live in the streets?" The cheerful woman nodded. "So you would know about anything going down around here, right?" This time the man, Kamoru, nodded slowly at him. "Maybe you can help me."

"Help you with what?"

Trunks lean in closer and said in a low voice as he was confessing a great secret. "I'm looking for my twin brother and his best friend. They were sai--kidnapped. They have to be somewhere in this city. You had to have heard something like that. I'll pay you a ton of money. After all, I'm going be the next Capsule Corporation President in several couple years."

A small girl's voice called out into the alleyway, "But there's only one son of Capsule Corp."

Kamoru sighed as he realized that his younger sister had followed him. "Kat, why are you here?"

Kat stepped out of the shadows. "Kam, you know you need me. If I wasn't here, you would have trusted this little pip squeak!"

Trunks glared at the girl. "I am Dr. Briefs' grandson."

"Then you don't have a twin brother!"

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Vegeta quickly put energy rings to bind Kakarot in a chair. "Who are you and why are you here?"

Kakarot glared at him. "I'll never answer an imposter like you!"

Vegeta snarled at him. "You are the imposter here! The Kakarot I know hates his saiyan name. He prefers his detested Earthling name."

"Goku," Kakarot spat. "I despised that name. Although I never could rid myself of that man's memory. My mate loved that old man like an uncle."

Gohan angry placed his hands on the chair's arms. "My father died seven years ago in the battle against Cell. You can't be him for numerous reasons. One--his Grandpa Gohan was a great man and he loved that old man. Two--he could never act like you do, not even in battle. Three--"

"I get it!" yelled Kakarot. "You've all gone crazy! That's what! Some being strong then Frieza, probably this Cell you speak of, brainwashed all of Planet Vegeta. Hopefully, they haven't brainwashed the rest of my crew." When I get free, I'll free the rest of you from your brainwashed prison. I don't know how this Cell got through the planet's defenses but I'll find a way to be him, Kakarot vowed to himself as he stared into his son's angry ebony eyes.

M-sama: Thanks all ya people who reviewed! And you really gotta thank Stoked for reviewing for the last chapter today. And had no desired to write today until I saw that he reviewed.

Trunks: But your other reviewers helped didn't it?

M-sama: Of course they did! **whispered to Trunks** Don'tcha know I'm trying to get more people to review? **rolls eyes** Duh!

Trunks: **smirks and taps microphone**

M-sama: **covers mouth with hands** Opps! No body heard that, right?