I sat on the railing of the porch, eating whipped cream from a can and watching Krillin crawl around on the ground with a panicked look on his face. I chuckled to myself as I watched his face grow red with anger, frustration and fear. Suddenly, Kakarot walked out of the house and camped out on the swinging wooden couch thing we have suspended from the ceiling.

I eyed the Saiyan suspiciously. "What do you want?" I asked him.

"Just came out to watch the fun," he answered.

"Fun?" my brow furrowed in confusion, "What fun?

"That fun," he said with a small smirk and gestured toward Krillin. My eyebrows shot up. "Okay. Lemme get this straight. You think that watching one of your oldest friends crawl around, gagged and bound up hand and foot, about to be tortured by someone who doesn't really care if he lives or dies is fun?" I choked.

"Of course," Kakarot's smirk widened. I dropped the can of whipped cream on the porch in shock. I stared at the Saiyan as he picked it up. "You gonna finish this off?" he asked and before I could answer he finished off the whipped cream. Kakarot smacked his lips in delight and wandered back into the house, grinning to himself contentedly.

"No… I've suddenly lost my appetite…" I said, staring after him. I sat for a moment, thinking. "Kami… I need a drink." I muttered to myself as I stood. I walked inside to find one and try to puzzle out what the hell was wrong with Kakarot.

When I entered the kitchen, I found Kakarot and Vegeta talking. I had an inkling feeling in the back of my mind that something wasn't right so I concealed myself by the door and listened to their conversation.

"What's wrong with you, Kakarot? You've been acting strange lately and that's not like you," Vegeta accused.

"I haven't been acting strange Vegeta! You're the one who's acting odd! You haven't killed a human yet and you're acting all nicey-nice to them! You are the one whose lost your mind, Prince Vegeta! You're a disgrace to your royal lineage!" Kakarot snarled and stalked from the kitchen as Vegeta stood in shock.

I was also in shock. The NERVE! How dare that insolent third-class baka insult MY Veggie! THE BASTARD WILL PAY! My body shook with rage as I imagined all the things I would do to the Saiyan.

But then another part of me spoke up. But wait! Have you noticed how different Kakarot's been acting? It started with the Spin the Bottle game, then Angel, and now this. This was the more reserved and clearheaded part of me, needless to say.

What's the big deal? He's just been acting a bit off.

No! He's been acting more Saiyan-like, you baka! Sure, he's had occasional lapses but overall he's been acting more like the Saiyan he is. I stopped talking to myself so I could digest this information.

Then, it hit both sides of me at the same time and we screamed mentally in disbelief and a little bit of fear: KAKAROT'S RESURFACING!

Rogue pulled into the driveway with a screeching of tires and the sound of two cars hitting each other. "Shit…" Rogue scrambled out of the car and hurried to the front of the car. She winced. She had rear-ended Bana's car. "The dent isn't that noticeable…" Rogue said quietly and quickly got busy with trying to figure out a new, more painful way to hurt the conscious Krillin.

"We're back already?" Mirai groaned, looking around for Alice. Vicky had attached herself to his arm again and was grinning happily.

"Where's Goku?" S'rac asked as he and J'dee opened the trunk and dragged out the still unconscious Namek.

"C'mon men! To the fort!" Zar ran up the driveway, up the porch steps and paused on the 'Go Away' mat. He stared at Angel with an open mouth.

"Hiya Zar!" Angel said with a grin from where she sat on the swinging wooden couch. She was lying in Kakarot's arms and he was sucking on her necking, murmuring in her ear.

Zar kept on staring. He scratched his head and muttered aloud, "Something's not quite right here…"

"Tousan!" Goten chirped, running forward to leap onto the couch.

"Go away, gaki!" Kakarot snarled, lifting up his head to glare at his son. "Can't you see I'm busy?"

Goten stopped dead in his tracks and stared at his father with wide eyes and trembling lips. "B-b-but tousan…" he sniffled.

"Do I have to repeat myself, half-breed scum?" Kakarot growled, lifting a hand threateningly. Goten turned and, tears streaming down his face, blasted past Zar and Chibi Trunks and into the house. Chibi Trunks zoomed off after him and Zar was close behind.

"Kakarot! Don't be so mean to your own son!" Rogue said, inspecting some jumpstart cables.

"Goku! How could you say something like that?" J'dee asked angrily.

"Yeah! It's so unlike you, Goku!" S'rac piped up.

Kakarot let go of Angel and stood. "STOP CALLING ME THAT IDIOTIC HUMAN NAME!" Kakarot screamed, powering up in anger. Wind swirled past him, charged with electricity and the floorboards of the porch quaked.

"Whoa! Calm down Kakarot!" Rogue called out to the angered Saiyan warrior as she ran up the porch steps to stand face-to-face with him. Kakarot lifted up a hand and began powering up a ki blast.

"HOLY SHIT!" J'dee screamed, jumping off the porch to the ground below. S'rac followed suit.

"KAKAROT! CALM DOWN, KAMI DAMN IT!" Rogue yelled. Kakarot threw back his head and laughed maniacally as he unleashed the blast at Rogue.

I had just finished explaining to Bana what I had discovered about Kakarot when the blast hit. It sent Bana and I crashing to the floor along with some pictures off the walls and my kaasan's good china. "Shit! What the hell was that?" I exclaimed.

"Ki blast!" Bana yelled and hurriedly got to her feet. She ran to the door and I was only a few moments behind her.

Outside, Vegeta was holding up an arm in a defensive position while standing in front of Rogue, there was a smoking crater in the center of my lawn, two coughing people I had never seen before were crawling out of it, people were staring at us from the street and, most oddly of all, Kakarot was in a stance as if he had just shot a ki blast.

"Out of here people!" Bana snarled, brandishing her frying pan at the people on the street. I could have sworn just a few moments ago that she had not had it. The people fled in fear.

"Kakarot! Get a hold of yourself! You aren't thinking straight!" Vegeta yelled at the other Saiyan.

"No, Vegeta! You are sadly mistaken! I'm thinking clearer then I ever have before! It's like a curtain has been lifted and I can see!" Kakarot threw his head back again and laughed.

"Shit… Kakarot's gone out of his mind!" I said in disbelief.

Kakarot picked up my sister. "And now, I am going to kill all of you, then take my mate here to a secluded spot, do things I've only dreamed of doing to her." Angel giggled at that, "and finally, take over this miserable excuse for a planet."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" I said, holding up a hand to stop him. "You just can't kill us! Vegeta's the Saiyan no Ouji and I'm your… mate's sister!" I choked out the word 'mate'. It painted not-so-pretty pictures in my mind.

"I don't care." Kakarot answered, beginning to charge up a ki blast in his free hand.

I thought fast. In just a few seconds, Kakarot would fry us all and then do unjustifiable things to my sister. I didn't really care about my sister, he could kill her for all I minded, but I was really concerned about the former. I was too young to die!

I scanned over our group of people, trying to find something to attack Kakarot with. I didn't think the two people in the crater could do anything, Vegeta could hold him off for a little but he wouldn't last long if Kakarot went all out, Rogue was too weak, Bana was just plain crazy and Mirai would endanger the girl clinging to him.

Suddenly, I was struck with an idea. "Vegeta! Hold him still for a few minutes! I've got a plan!" Vegeta nodded, willing to try anything. He launched himself at Kakarot while I turned to the one person who could save us all from certain death.

Bana.

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Jeril: *gets dragged out of the dumpster by DeathStorm and TypoNumber5* Tanx guys! *Jeril pulls some noodles out of her hair* Ewww… Gah… I hate dumpsters. Reminds me of the kid in my class who went dumpster-diving for a quarter… *shakes head*

Vegeta: You're still alive? *growls*

Kakarot: Welcome back Jeril! *hands Jeril a towel to wipe dumpster slime off with*

Vegeta: Will you never die?

Jeril: Nope! Never! MUWHAHAHAHA! *throws back head and laughs maniacally. Thunder booms and lightning flashes around Jeril*

Vegeta and Kakarot: O.o;;;

Jeril: *stares at the Saiyans for a moment* I think I scared them… *shrugs* Anywho, soory it took me forever to get this chap out. My tousan took my comp for about three days, then the first school dance of the year was held, and next I found out this guy I thought I liked was using me, taking advantage of my stupid, little, freshman mind and being an overall son of a bitch. Finally, after all that delay, the chap's sections kinda took awhile to figure out and then write.

Oh yeah, I went back and read over the last chap for the hell of it and I'm glad I did cause I saw all kinds of typos that I made. If you reviewers notice stuff like that, can you please make a note in your review? It'd help me out a lot.

Waaaaahooo! Over 500 reviews!!! Beer and champagne all around!! *hands out mugs and glasses* And if you don't like beer or champagne or you don't want any, here's some sparkling cider! *hands that out too* And creampuffs, whipped cream, cake, and apple pie are available too!! *gestures toward a table covered in food which the two Saiyans immediately attack* Well… *sweatdrop* that is if you can get some before the flying stomachs here eat it all.

Wow! The real Saiyan Kakarot is resurfacing! I sure didn't plan this twist when I begin writing this! *glares at Kakarot* Kakarot! You're such a bastard! Poor Goten! You made your own son cry! And now you're trying to kill everyone!

Kakarot: But I didn't do anything! You're the one who's writing the story! *backs away from angry reviewers brandishing pitchforks, flamethrowers, sporks, and lit cigarettes*

Vegeta: Looks like you're not too popular right now, Kakarot. *laughs*

Kakarot: I DIDN'T MEAN IT! *runs away from the pissed-off mob*

Jeril: *chuckles to herself evilly* I thought that cliffie was a nice touch. *grins* You'll have to wait for the next chap! And that'll prolly be at least four days! Oooo, when I'm bad, I'm bad!

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