A Permanent Fusion Invitations and Memories

For the next couple of weeks, Goku came to pick up the four kids regularly. Trunks and Goten were surprised by this action, as was Gohan when Goku asked if he could pick them up everyday after school. In a way, he was making it up to them for being so miserable and wrapped up in his own feelings. But he was also doing it because he wanted to see Gojita, and he wanted her to know that he was her kaasan. Gojita didn't mind, in fact, she loved it. Very often, they would talk for a bit. She'd ask about his life and he'd ask about hers.

And as the weeks went by, Gojita grew closer to everyone around her. She still yelled at Pan for her insolence and immaturity, but she liked her all the same. She also liked Trunks and Goten, and she loved the fact that they reminded her a lot of Pan and herself. Goten and Pan was always talking away and Trunks and Gojita was always just listening. Goten and Pan was always smiling and Trunks only smiled at Gojita, and vice versa. Goten and Pan didn't know how to use the net, Trunks and Gojita were ace at it. Trunks also began to notice that Gojita never gave a friendly or genuine smile at anyone but Goku. The rest she just scowled at or remained expressionless. It's just like my tousan at one stage…he thought miserably. Maybe that's why I'm so attached to her. She reminds me of my lost tousan. It was true; Gojita was the only other person in the world that Trunks ever treated as an equal. As small as she was, he liked the fact that she was stubborn, proud and arrogant. But unlike Vegeta, she could always back up what she said.

One day, Pan came skipping into class, looking very happy about something. She looked around the room, eyes searching for her black haired firecracker friend. They finally found her busy sketching by the art table. She smiled as she skipped over. Pan opened her mouth to say something when she saw what she was drawing. It was a picture of Goku sitting on a cliff, surrounded by soft pink petal flowers and a shining golden sun. Pan smiled proudly. She was so glad she had a friend like Gojita. She stood very still, watching Gojita draw, breathing very softly so that she didn't disturb her. It would an utter shame if she got a shock and ruined her pretty picture.

"Ohayo, Pan." She said as she continued to draw. Pan looked very surprised. Nani? How did she know I was here?! I didn't make any noise when I walked over here…so how did she know?! She wondered.  Pan frowned as she thought about how often she tried to sneak up on Gojita, and she always knew she was there. Sometimes, I think she's psychic.

"How did you know I was here?" she asked as she always did when Gojita did something like this.

"I just do." Was her simple answer. Gojita had never told Pan that she could feel her ki, but lately she had noticed that it was going up slowly. Hn…her ki's higher today. Which means she must've been training! I have to train harder if I want to keep ahead of her! "So? What do you want?"

"Oh," Pan's frown disappeared and was replaced with her usual happy-go-lucky smile. "Well, that's what I wanted to tell you about! Guess what tomorrow is?"

"Friday."

"Not only that, but it's my birthday!" she grinned from ear to ear.

"Hmm?" asked Gojita. "What's so special about that?" Pan's smile disappeared as she stared at Gojita in disbelief.

"Nani? What do you mean, what's so special about it?!" she gaped. "It's a birthday! It's the day when you celebrate the years of your birth!!" Gojita frowned as she sweatdropped.

"That just did not make any sense whatsoever." She muttered.

"Maybe not, but that's what it is! It's an annual celebration."

"Or more accurately…your annual celebration." Pan giggled.

"Hai so desu!" she giggled.

"So? What about it?" sighed Gojita, giving into the fact that Pan didn't see how pointless it was. You celebrate the first thirteen years of your life with joy and everything and then you just get plain sick and tired of it. She thought. Besides, tousan said we could only celebrate after every century. And that does make it even more special, seeing as I'm a full blooded saiyan and I'll now live forever because I've hit Super Saiyan. She grinned inwardly as she fixed Pan with her expressionless face.

"Well, because tomorrow's my birthday, I'm gonna have a party. More accurately…a sleepover party!!!" she whipped out a red envelope and handed it to Gojita. Gojita slowly took it and inspected the envelope. It was a deep crimson and her name was in the centre, written in shiny gold. Trying to contain her curiosity, she fumbled open the envelope to take out a Sailormoon party invitation. After glimpsing at the picture of Sailor Mars, she turned her attention to the words.

Dear: Gojita

You are invited to Pan's seventh birthday party.

Come and join in that fun at Capsule Corporation building. Knock on the front door. This is a fancy dress sleepover. So wear your best outfits and bring your jammies along!

RVSP: Mrs Son Gohan

Gojita ran her eyes over the invitation once again. She slowly lifted her widened eyes to the grinning older chibi in front of her and stared. Pan…wants me to come to her party?

"So? Ya gonna come? It's fancy dress!" Gojita looked back down to the invitation, then back to Pan. She scowled deeply.

"You baka!" she snapped. Pan looked confused.

"Huh? Nani?"

"You gave me this invitation late!" she barked. "How am I supposed to go to you party if I don't have a costume?!" Pan wasn't fazed by this. After all, it had been nearly a term and she had gotten used to Gojita's witty snaps and remarks. If Gojita ever smiled sweetly at her, Pan knew she'd run away, screaming in fright.

"Oh-ho! Don't worry about it!" she said. "Because I've got a costume for you!"

"N-nani?!" squeaked Gojita, a little more than surprised on hearing that. Pan nodded.

"Hai! All you hafta do is tell me you're coming to the party!" she smiled at her silent friend. "Well?" Gojita was…shocked, to say the least. Of all the parties the kids had in her class, none of them ever invited Gojita over. No one wanted the fiery Saiyan no Oujo to come to their party for fear that she may spoil things. Gojita had never spoilt anything, but her stubborn personality seemed to make people think so. And now Pan was asking her over, with a costume ready and waiting!

"Uhh…I'll have to ask my tousan during break." She muttered weakly. Pan just gave a happy smile.

"Okay!"

All through class, Jousan Ami's words were blocked out as Gojita thought about what had just happened. Pan had invited her over to her party at Capsule Corp. Hmph! She grunted to herself. So what of it? I mean, it's just a party, For Kami's sakes! I've not been told that I've won the Budokai! She paused as she rethought that. If that is so…why do I feel so strangely about it. The class seemed to go on and on, and Gojita felt highly agitated. She wanted to ask Vegeta if she could go so she could her answer. Part of her wanted him to say 'no', that she couldn't as she'd have training to do. But she also wanted him to say 'yes', that she could go and see what a real ningen birthday party was like. When the bell ran for break, Gojita rushed out without breaking the sound barrier and ran for the library. Immediately, she logged onto the nearest computer and sent an e-mail to Vegeta.

Tousan

I got an invitation today for a sleepover party that is tomorrow. Pan wants to know if I can come. She wants me to go home with her so that I don't have to find this place where the party is and where we're sleeping over.

Gojita

A few moments later, he replied.

Gojita

Do you want to go?

Vegeta

Gojita paused as her hand hovered above the keyboard. Did she? She did want to go, as it was her first time out the house. But she didn't want to because that meant she'd be away from Vegeta…and she was very much attached to her kawaii idol of a tousan. She paused. What should I do? If I say 'yes', than that'll mean that I like baka ningen things! And there's only three ningens that I do like. But…if I say 'no'…it'll just mean I'm too cowardly to join in ningens of my age. Even if they are a bit older…Gojita thought about it for quite a while, before looking up with a determined look on her face. She'd go for it! It was just like a battle, in a way. Vegeta had often told her of his battles away from Vegeta-sei, and this was almost like it. Except maybe kids would be taunting her more than beating her up. Besides, I am the Saiyan no Oujo. Daughter of Vegeta, the Saiyan no Ouji. I am a hell of a lot stronger than those damn baka ningens! Not even Trunks is stronger than me! Gojita lifted her tiny and petit hands before brining them back down to dance above the keys.

Tousan

Hai. I want to give it a try.

Gojita

It was only a matter of minutes later when she got her reply.

Gojita

Very well. We'll pack your stuff for tonight.

Love Vegeta

The sun shone brightly in the early afternoon sky. Birds flew over head and the school grounds were silent. Not for long. Thought Goku as he stood by the gates. He knew what it was like. Seconds after the bell rang; kids of all ages, sizes and earthly races would flood the entire grounds. And one chibi saiyan. Goku smiled. How he would have loved to have gone to school. Maybe he didn't want to study as hard as Gohan did, but it would've been fun just to check it out. To grow up just like other kids. But he didn't mind that he never went. He already had plenty of friends. And also, a part of him was going to school. Speaking of my other part… Goku reached into his pocket and fished out a silver necklace. It was chained together tightly and on it hung a flat, round medal. It was also silver with a glittering opal running around in a round frame. In the centre was a crest. The crest of Vegeta.

Goku remembered when Vegeta gave it to him. He remembered that night very well:

~Flashback~

It was a clear and cool night. The stars decorated the sky and sparkled like diamonds in a pitch-black ocean. But the sky could not compare to Vegeta's eyes. His eyes were far darker than the night sky, and they held more life than the entire universe. And at that moment, his eyes sparkled with some sort of feeling. Goku could barely feel it. It felt like nervousness and fear all rolled into one. What was Vegeta so nervous about?

They stood under the tall sakura tree in the gardens of Capsule Corp. Bulma had gone away for a business trip, Trunks was sleeping over by Goten and Mr and Mrs Briefs were out at some fancy dinner party. Goku sat on the damp grass, taking in the scent of dew and spice. The spice that belonged to Vegeta, his unreachable idol. Vegeta was standing up, hand clutching something.

"'Geta," he asked. "Aren't you gonna sit down."

"Iie." He shook his head. There was silence.

"Is…is something wrong?"

"Iie." He replied once again, getting more and more nervous by the second.

"Well, can you tell me why you asked me here?" Vegeta nodded his head.

"Hai, I will." He said. Goku nodded his head understandingly. He knew that for the past couple of months, he and Vegeta and been going over to each other's houses. Not to spar or even to engage in conversation, but just to sit in companionable silence. Goku smiled. He was very grateful to Vegeta for it. Ever since Buu had been defeated, Chichi had begun to scream more and more regularly now. Goku could usually handle it, but not when it was about Vegeta! She'd bang on about how arrogant and idiotic he was, and that he was wasting his life by training. Goku often wanted to yell at her to shut the fuck up, but he knew that make matters worse than they already were.

And they might even reveal his true feelings for his ouji. That he thought the world of Vegeta. That if Vegeta got hurt, he'd be there for him. That if Vegeta needed him, he could always count on him. And that if Vegeta ever loved him…he'd love him back. Heck, even now he loved the ouji. He had loved him the day he set eyes on him.

"Umm…Kakarot…" Vegeta finally spoke. Goku just nodded his head and fixed his eyes on him, a sign that he had his attention. "You know…on Vegeta-sei, when two people got together, a special…umm…thing was formed."

"Oh."

"Hai…and…uhh…in each family…there was a crest for each child. Whenever two saiyan decided to…uh…well…umm…you know…" he shrugged, blushing a bit. "They'd always exchange crests, signifying that they belong to each other." There was silence as he fiddled nervously with the object in his hands. "Umm…well…what I'm trying to say is…is…" Goku looked at Vegeta in absolute fascination. He had never known the kawaii ouji to get so tongue tied before. He always thought Vegeta was cool, calm and smooth. But here he was as jittery as a rabbit during hunting season!

"'Geta," he said as he stood up and walked towards the stuttering ouji. "Are you saying that whenever they decide to marry, they exchange crests?" Vegeta nodded his head.

"Hai, hai so desu Kakarot." He said softly, looking away. Goku felt a light spring of hope jump in his chest.

"So…why have you called me here?" he asked, taking a step closer to him. Vegeta didn't look up, but just pushed the object he was fiddling with into Goku's hands. Goku frowned, then looked down at the object. He gasped when he realised what it was. "'Geta!" he said as he held it up further in the light to see if it was really what he thought it was. "This is your…"

"My crest." He finished. Sure enough, it was. Goku had remembered Vegeta showing him the crest many times when he explained to Goku about the powerful bonds between a saiyan mated pair and their offspring. Goku looked up from the shiny sliver to Vegeta. Vegeta had now lifted his head up and was staring at Goku. The moment both their eyes were in contact, he began to speak again. "Kakarot," he began. "I know this is sounds strange and all but…lately, I've begun to think about you. Huh…hell, I think of you all the time!" he paused. "Kakarot…when I was in my Majin form and I told you how much I hated you…I was lying. I could never hate you Kakarot, never. The only reason why I was adamant to be stronger than you was because I wanted to prove my worth to you, to show that I was just as good as you. That I was worth your while…" he trailed off softly before continuing. "And, I've hidden all my feelings from everyone. I've hidden my happiness, but you still found it. I've hidden my pain, but you unlocked it and set me free from it." He stopped. "But this time, I'm going unlock an emotion I've had ever since the first day I laid eyes on you." He took in a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say, Kakarot is…is…I love you."

Goku's eyes widened in surprise. Love??? He wasn't expecting that! Well, that's what he was hoping for, but he had never expected it come true!

"H-huh?" he asked dumbfounded.

"I love you, Kakarot." He whispered. "I know it sounds strange coming from me, but I only hid my feelings from you for fear that they might get the better of me. I didn't want it to be where I told you how I felt only to have you hate me for eternity!" he paused again. "But…even though I've tried to hide it, it always finds me again. And now…I want you to know." There was silence. Goku didn't know what to make of it. Vegeta's sincere words had totally bowled him over as he had just poured out his heart and soul to him.

Vegeta sighed. He knew Goku wasn't going to take it well. He'd probably hate him for the rest of time itself. He shouldn't have said anything, even though hope had told him to give it a try, he should have stuck with his pride and continued as though he hated the baka. He slowly turned around; ready to walk away, when a hand came on his shoulder.

"'Geta wait." The hands turned him around to bring him face to face with Goku. He looked deep into his eyes and saw a look of longing and desire. Desire to be with his ouji. Does this mean, you want me too? "'Geta…" Goku began softly as they gazed into one another's eyes. "Don't be scared. I could never hate you. Even after all the things you said and did, I would never…I could never. Because," he paused as he let the words that he had super glued down roll off his tongue and into the night. "I love you too." Vegeta's eyes widened.

"You…you do?" Goku nodded.

"Ever since you first arrived on Earth." He smiled as he stepped closer to him. "I've loved you since then…"

"Kakarot…"

"Shh…" Goku said as he put his finger on Vegeta's soft lips, and wrapped his other arm around his slim waist, pulling his closer. "Let me show you how much I love you…" Bringing his one hand up, he gently held Vegeta's face he moved his closer. Just before their lips touched, Vegeta's eyes slowly slid shut and the first tastes were exchange. Even though it was only their lips touching, the feel was electrifying. Goku could feel a fire, buried within him, surge through every part of his body…every part of his being. Slowly, Goku parted his mouth and prodded his tongue against Vegeta's lips, silently asking for entrance. He was granted as Vegeta's mouth slid apart and Goku snaked his tongue in. Soon, both were on a quest for find the sweetest tasting spots in each other's mouths. Vegeta moaned as Goku tilted him back both leaning deeper into the kiss.

After a few minutes, they both parted lips for just a brief second.

"Goku…" he whispered hoarsely, breathe taken away.

"'Geta…" he whispered back in his ear, making Vegeta shiver all over. "Call me Kakarot." He tilted him back again, allowing Vegeta to say one last thing before their lips locked for hours.

"Kakarot…I love you." 

~End Flashback~

Goku smiled weakly as huge silvery tear silently slipped down his cheek. That was the first time Vegeta ever said those words. Then I had to go and fuck things up…again. He thought sadly. Those were the happiest days of his life, and he destroyed it because he was too cowardly to tell anyone that he loved Vegeta. And when Gojita came about, Goku was very happy, even though he felt guilty that he dumped Vegeta without a good reason. That one month with Gojita was also one of the happiest times of his life, even though he lived it in fear of going back. And then I did the stupidest thing and I lost both of them. He thought. But never mind that now. Vegeta said that there was only one way in life…straight ahead. And I promised that I would make it up to both of them. He wiped the tears away as the bell rang. The last thing he wanted to do was make Goten and Pan think he was miserable again.

The grounds were soon flooded by the pupils of Red Honoo, and once again, Goku could see that Gojita was taking a ride on Trunks's shoulders. Pan was squirming around on Goten's shoulders and he was trying his damndest not yell at her. Goku smiled. He had expected Gojita to behave very well, as Vegeta raised her.

"Konnichiwa Grandpa!!" chirped Pan.

"Konnichiwa Mr Son."

"Konnichiwa dad." Goku smiled at the three demi-saiyans.

"Konnichiwa guys." He greeted them before kneeling down and patting Gojita on her head. "Konnichiwa Gojita-san."

"Konnichiwa Kakarot-san!" she chirped happily as he patted her head.

"How was school today?" he asked them.

"It was okay." Shrugged Goten. "We got a lot of homework, but other than that, it was cool." Goku nodded his head.

"Hai. And what about you two?" he asked, turning to Gojita and Pan.

"It was great!" said Pan. Gojita rolled her eyes.

"Baka…you think everything is great." She said. Pan looked to Gojita and frowned while Goku chuckled. They reminded him a lot of him and Vegeta. It's strange…there's always some couple out there who reminds me of me and Vegeta. Like Trunks and Goten, and now Pan and Gojita. "Saa, I've got to be going now."

"Are you coming to my party tomorrow?" asked Pan. Goku's heart gave a jump. Gohan had told him a week ago they were going to have a birthday party for Pan at Capsule Corp and that he and Chichi have to be there. On hearing that it was at Capsule Corp, his heart seemed to sink down to his stomach with dread. If the party's at Capsule Corp…then that means Vegeta's going to be there! And with Gojita! He thought miserably. Then she'll never like me again after he tells her what I did. But Goku didn't know that Vegeta wasn't living in Capsule Corp. Trunks had never told him that his father had left five years ago, and he rarely spoke to Bulma.

"Hai. I e-mailed tousan and he said I could." She nodded. "So I've got to go home now and pack my stuff for tomorrow."

"Great! Don't forget that I've got auntie Bulma to make you a cool costume!" Gojita nodded.

"Hai, I won't." she trotted off and waved goodbye. "Sayonara guys!" she called.

"Sayonara Gojita!" they waved back. Once she was gone, Pan turned to her grandfather.

"Hey, grandpa," she asked. "Are you coming to my party too?" Goku nodded his head, trying to look happy and hide the fact that he saw shit scared.

"Uhh…sure! I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

Gojita walked through the forest, looking all around. Where's Piccolo? She wondered. Usually he's here by now. Sometimes, he and tousan spar…but I can't feel their ki's anywhere. Gojita stopped suddenly as she heard a snap of a twig. Ordinarily, she would've jumped around and stood in a defensive stance. But because she had Vegeta and Piccolo as her sensei's, she knew better than that. She stood dead still and lowered her ki, listening out for whatever was there. She closed her eyes and concentrated, reaching out to find what was there.

Then, she found it! It whisked past her in the treetops, but just from the movement, she could tell what it looked like. It was tall, taller than Goku, and it was wearing a loose fitting gi. It had pointed ears, long fangs, and antennae hiding under some hat. Gojita smirked to herself.

Piccolo. Then, from the right hand bush, Piccolo leapt at her with outstretched arms. Gojita, who sensed it coming, jumped up and dodged out the way. They had begun to spar. This is how most of her after school spars started. Piccolo would wait in the shadows for her and then attack her when she least expects it. It happens quite often, but not all the time. But it does teach Gojita to be on her toes all the time and aware of danger that could be following her. Three hours later, they had stopped. Piccolo grinned at the tiny saiyan chibi.

"Hmm…you seem to be improving." He said with admiration.

"Hai," she nodded. "I've been training really hard. And I can tell you have too." Piccolo grinned.

"Of course. What else can I do to pass the time?"

"Meditate."

"That gets boring after a while."

"Hn. And how's Nail today?" she asked. Piccolo shot a glare at her.

"Don't even ask." Gojita giggled at the remark.

"Aaw…come on! Why don't you let him speak with me?"

"Because he's a sad, pathetic baka of a Namek!" he spat.

"So are you, but you don't hear me complaining." Piccolo lunged out at her, but she dodged out the way and jumped onto a tree branch. "Hehehe…just kidding Piccolo!" she giggled as she sat up high and grinned down at him. Piccolo sweatdropped at the famous Son-grin he knew all to well. Goddamit! I swear she's getting to be more like Goku these days!

"Hn. Well, training's over for today." Gojita hopped down from her perch and grinned up at him.

"You know what, Piccolo?" she asked with a Vegeta smirk gracing her lips.

"Nani?"

"One of these days, I'm gonna be stronger than you." Piccolo smirked as she waved goodbye and flew out of sight, back to her house.

"You already are, Gojita." He said to himself as he whipped his cape around and flew back to his cave.

That night, after Vegeta helped Gojita pack a sleeping pack, he tucked her into bed. He was just about to switch off the light when she spoke.

"Tousan?" he turned around to face her.

"Hmm?"

"Why don't I have a kaasan like all the other kids?" she asked. Vegeta's face faltered.

"Nani?? Why…why do you want to know? You had a kaasan…"

"Hai, but how come she isn't living with us?" Vegeta stood dead still as he process what she had just asked. She never asked about her kaasan before, well, not like this anyway.

"Well…uhh…you see…" he stuttered, but found he couldn't say what he wanted to. He wanted to tell her that her kaasan had dumped him and abandoned her, but that was far too cruel to be comforting. "Well…due to certain things…I kinda lost your kaasan." She nodded. Vegeta could feel that she had an idea of who her real kaasan was. How, he didn't know, but he figured that it was just him.

"Oh." She simply said.

"Why do you ask?" he queried, raising a brow.

"No reason." She replied. "I just wanted to know." Usually there was some motive behind her questions, but the matter was so fragile and delicate, Vegeta rather leave it the way it was.

"Very well," he said as he planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "Oyasumi, my utusukushi oujo."

"Oyasumi, my kawaii ouji." She replied. Vegeta smiled at his pretty daughter before switching off the lights and closing the door behind him. Gojita gazed out the window, into the star studded sky before smiling and snuggling under the blankets.

"And oyasumi, my kirei kaasan." She whispered into the night.

"Oyasumi, my kiseki oujo." He replied.