Lost In Time

By: Auntie Godmother

Summary: A group of Saiyans--guess who!--finds themselves on Planet Earth with a crazed-like Gohan and an aged arrogant Saiyan Prince. What could possibly happen to them in the future?

AN: The Prologue was really short, I know. That's why I've putting the first chapter out. Don't expect chapter two until next week or around there. And Thanks to anyone who reviewed!

Chapter One: Saiyan Puberty Sucks!

Son Gohan was in his PE class. Minutes ago he had to struggle to keep his power level lower but it kept on rising. Finally he let it stopped at a level much higher then he would have liked it to be. Stupid Saiyan puberty! Why did he have to go through Saiyan puberty as well as human puberty? It wasn't any fair. Going through human puberty a few years back was bad enough. Who knows what this Saiyan puberty would do to him! Vegeta had said that it would be at times hard to control your powers and that he would be more willing tendency to fight. And sometimes, he remembered Vegeta saying, he may become as week as humans. If ChiChi had heard about Gohan's Saiyan puberty, she would have surely taken Gohan out of school for a medical emergency. Of course Gohan hadn't told his mother anything about this. It was too embarrassing.

Currently in PE, Gohan's class was playing baseball. This time he was one of the first couple people to be picked on a team. Lucky for Sharpener that he called Gohan before the raven hair girl, Videl could have. Sharpener's team was pitching first. Gohan was place in right field--once again! Videl's team tried not to bat the ball towards Gohan. Not even Videl took the risk of hitting it over there. After six players, there had only been two outs. Sharpener smirked as Erasa stepped up to the home plate with a baseball bat. She was strike out twice. On the third swing, she closed her eyes and swung as hard as she could. Sharpener's mouth dropped in disbelief as the ball went sailing right towards Gohan. Erasa, as well, was surprise. Videl had to break out of her surprise to yell at Erasa to run. The ball hit Gohan in the forehead. Gohan blinked once, twice, before blacking out.

Erasa made it to home before anyone realized that Gohan was down. The class and teacher hurried over to the teenager. "Sharpener," said the teacher. "Could you please take Son to the nurse's office?"

Sharpener nodded. He tried to lift his classmate up, but he wouldn't budge. He tried two more times before four other people had to help him take Gohan to the nurses. Even then, they had a hard time lifting him. Who knew that nerd-boy was so heavy? The arrived at the nurse's office five minutes later.

"Poble chico! What happened to him?" asked the Spanish nurse. They told her what happened. She shook her head as she felt for Gohan's pulse. "It's a little weak but I think he'll live. I'll call his parents," she said, picking up the phone to call. Five minutes later, she hung up the phone. Son Gohan's parents weren't home. She looked down at medical information on the teenager and called the emergency number.

"Capsule Corporation! How may I help you?" asked a cheerful voice. "If you're calling about a tour, please press one. If you're calling about a product, please press two. If you're calling to talk to the Briefs privately, please press three. If you're calling to talk to the Briefs and you're a close friends, please punch in the code now. If you're calling about Vegeta, please press four and leave your name, how to reach you, and how much damaged he has cause. If you don't want to any of these things, please hang up and never call again. Thank you and have a nice day!" The nurse glanced down at the sheet again. She noticed another set of numbers. She punched those in.

"Hello?"

"Hola. I'm a nurse at Orange Star High. One of the students here, a Mr. Son Gohan--"

"Gohan! What happened?" asked a worry Bulma. She knew that not many things could hurt a Saiyan. "Is he alright?"

"The chico is alright. He got hit in the cabeza. His parents weren't home. And this was the number to call in case of an emergency. Gohan's record indicated that someone should be contacted if he was sent here."

"Yes," Bulma agreed. "I'll come right over to pick him up."

Bulma hanged up the phone. "Vegeta!" she yelled. "Something happened to Gohan and we need to pick him up."

Vegeta shoved the last sandwich into his mouth. "Why? Can't the harpy get him?"

"ChiChi isn't home. And I told the nurse that I'll be over to pick him up."

"So? Why do I have to come?"

She shook a finger at him. "You know I'm not as strong as you are. You need to pick him up. I don't know how they got Gohan to the nurses but I know he's heavy."

Vegeta snorted. "Fine, I'll go…only if you make me another lunch."

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Fine. Let's go." They walked out the door. Vegeta grabbed his wife around the waist. Bulma shrieked. "Vegeta! We're taking my air car! You can't just fly to school! What would the students think?"

Vegeta rubbed his ears. "It's faster my way."

The couple yelled at each other a couple more minutes before it was decided upon that Vegeta could fly her half way to the school and then they would take the air car the rest of the way.

* * * * *

Bardock smirked. "This must be where the human is staying." He clicked on his scouter. He scanned the building but couldn't find the high ki. "Where could he be?"

"Could he have known we were coming and left?"

"I doubt it. He's around here somewhere. We just have to look closer." The two Saiyans looked around. Bardock pointed to a park nearby. "He might be training over there." They quickly walked to the green park. They ignore the curious stares of the earthlings as they walk past them. It didn't matter what they thought of them. They would all be dead by tomorrow.

Bardock gasped as he felt a vision coming on. He grabbed onto Torah's shoulder and closed his eyes.

A young man stood smiling at a little boy. There was only one building around them. The rest of it was white. It looked like the room could go on forever. There was no end to the room. Only the building and the splashes of color on it would end the insanity that the whiteness would engulf any living thing in its sight. "Gohan?"

"Dad, do you think I'll ever become a super Saiyan like you?"

The spiky hair man ruffled his son's hair. "Sure I do! Maybe not today or tomorrow but keep trying everyday. Eventually you'll…" Bardock couldn't hear anymore. He knew who the young man was. It was his son.

"Kakarot…"

"Bardock?" Torah questioned his leader.

Bardock shook off the rest of the vision. Why was he having these visions of his son? Will his son really become the legendary Super Saiyan? The son of a low class Saiyan? Bardock smirked. Yeah, wouldn't that be ironic! he thought. He saw Torah's concerned face. "I'm alright. Just another stupid vision."

"About Kakarot? What's so important about him? You said that he only had an average power level."

"He did." Bardock didn't share any of his thoughts and his friend didn't push him. They arrived at the park to see it was fill with mothers playing with their children. One woman stood out above all of them. She was an older woman but she was still strikingly beautiful. She was standing in a fighting stance. In front of her was a little boy with spiky black hair, the exact copy of his. He, too, was in a fighting stance. Bardock found little flaw with the boy's stance but the woman's was flawless. She brought her foot up but the boy caught it. He tried to unbalance the woman but she counter it with a kick from her other foot, catching the boy off ground. He hit the ground hard. The woman yelled something at the boy--something that caused the boy to get angry. He rushed at her, which left him wide open to several attacks. She sidestepped and aimed a kick at the boy's back.

By now, the couple caused quite a few cries from the gathering crowd. Torah shook his head as he heard the people yell at the woman. "The woman shouldn't train the boy in public if it'll get her these kinds of responses. Do you think we should go and save the woman?"

Bardock nodded. "Then all of us could use her home as a base on our short stay here." He clicked on his scouter. "Borgos."

"Yeah, Bardock?"

"Keep a lock on us."

"Sure thing! Fasha has a problem with cooking the meat here. They're much too small for a meal for one Saiyan."

Bardock smiled. "We might have a solution to that. I'll keep my scouter on." Bardock turn to look at Torah. "Come on."

They arrived to hear the woman screeched, "How dare you insult me! I make a perfect mother!"

"A real mother wouldn't hit their child!" shouted a woman.

"I'm not his mother while I train him! I'm his teacher."

"You will always be his mother, grandma, no matter who you say you are at the moment," said a young punk.

Torah stepped inside the circle. "If you got a problem with her, you'll have to go through me," he said, towering over all of them. "The woman hasn't done anything wrong." Torah folded his arms arrogantly in front of him. The crowd took a hint that the man in front of them could do some serious damage to them and backed off. One woman walked a couple feet away and called the cops about the woman and how she was abusing her child. The cops promise to be there shortly.

ChiChi looked up at the man in front of her. She knew there was something different about him. She quickly grabbed Goten's hand. "Thank you for your help. We better get back home before Gohan gets there. Come along Goten."

Goten looked back as they walked away. "Mama, who was that guy? He's really strong! Almost as strong as I am," he said as an after thought.

ChiChi smiled down at him. "Really, Goten? Is he as strong as Gohan?" Goten shook his head. "I want to hurry home and cook your brother a real lunch." She called for her deceased husband's old friend, the Flying Nimbus. She didn't once glance behind her to see if they were being followed. Goten, however, did. He waved at the man and the man's friend periodically. He didn't know a lot of people who knew how to fly.

Bardock was surprised at what the boy looked like. Sure he saw the boy earlier from the back but he wasn't expected a familiar face. That little boy was his son, Kakarot. "Borgos, you'll never guess who I just saw."

"Who?" came the deep voice over the scouter.

"My youngest son. Here's here on this planet."

"Really?" came a new voice. "We haven't been gone that long from Planet Vegeta, have we?" she asked.

"We must have," Bardock commented. "He's a little younger than ten years old. We're following his adopted mother back to their home. Follow us there."

"I wonder what happened to his plans to destroy this planet."

Bardock didn't say anything. In his visions, his son was always protecting a planet. He realized that it was this planet. Once he saw his son fighting Frieza on a different planet. He didn't know what ever came of the battle. Hopefully, Kakarot will defeat the shaitan in the future.

Shaitan means a evil and treacherous person. I have two dictionaries and that word isn't in either but it is in a Flip Dictionary (like a Thesaurus). Dictionary.com has an entry for this word. ^_^

AN: Please tell me what you think! Don't try to make any reviews 'fluffy' because I want to help improve my writing and I know 'fluffy' reviews don't help that much--but they are nice to get! ^_^ Oh, I forgot to mention that this story isn't BETA read. Any mistakes are purely mine.

crazed fanatic anime fan: For some strange twist of fate, while their space pods were going to another planet, time moved them forward. And they weren't meant to go to Planet Earth but their space pods' computers sent them there--another weird twist of fate. Maybe there's a reason for all of these twist of fates. ^_^

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