Chapter 3 – Guess who's back

"Kakarot, can you feel it?" Vegeta looked up. "Trunks's aura!"

"Yeah… and Goten's there too!" Goku nodded with surprise. "They're both furious. And they've turned into Super Saiyans. Something must be wrong… they're having a fight."

"They should be able to handle this by themselves," Vegeta muttered with slight suspicion.

"Maybe, but now we have a chance to find them… come on!"

Trunks took a fighting pose. "I don't know who you are and where you come from but you hurt a friend of mine and for that you'll pay!"

Goten poked him. "Say Trunks, mind if I…? It's been ages since I last had a good fight."

"Well, you won't get all the fun… take that!" Trunks jumped forward and punched the man, who was thrown back several feet. "That's for Makoto!"

Goten dashed forward and kicked the man too. "That was for Makoto's friends!"

Trunks attacked again. "Here's for Makoto again!"

Goten was just about to start complaining about Trunks not letting him fight at all when a voice called: "Hold your horses, you brats, I need a few words with that guy."

The man was crouching on the ground, holding his stomach and trying to get up. He looked towards the voice and as soon as he saw the owner of the voice he gasped and kneeled again.

"Prince Vegeta…" he whispered.

Prince Vegeta gave him a thoughtful look as Goku poked him. "Wow, check it out Vegeta, it looks like we've missed all the fun… oh, hey Raditz!"

The man stared at him. "Kakarot? You're alive?"

Goku nodded with a wide smile. "Yup. And you? I see that you're still dead." Raditz had a golden halo above his head. "How did you get out of the hell?"

"Just came… those ogres may be good bureaucrats but they're not exactly great guards," Raditz explained and stood up. "But this planet here doesn't seem to be the one I died on."

Goku nodded. "I bet you turned left from the second road sign. That one's incorrect, they wanted to replace it back on the days when I was there the second time… looks like they're still replacing." He grinned.

"Dang…" Raditz muttered.

"What did you want from this planet anyway?" Vegeta asked.

"What do you think? To enslave the inhabitants and stay here for the rest of eternity. But those girls there," he pointed to the defeated Sailor Scouts, "didn't seem to like the idea. So I had to show them my point of view the hard way. And then those annoying brats showed up."

"Hey, if you wouldn't have hurt Makoto, we wouldn't have had any problems with you!" Trunks shouted.

"Shut up, Trunks," his father growled. "I'll get to you."

"You know those kids?" Raditz asked with surprise.

"You bet." Goku grinned at his big brother. "Let's get you introduced, shall we? The one to the right is my younger son and the other one belongs to Vegeta."

Raditz stared at him, then he glanced at the Saiyan prince. "What the… you really have a son, Vegeta?"

Vegeta gave him a short look. "Yeah. So?"

"What do you mean, "so"?" Raditz seemed pretty angry. "Thanks to you, it looks like I now owe Nappa a bar of chocolate!"

Vegeta blinked. "You made a bet with Nappa that I will never get married?!"

"And I was an idiot!" Raditz grunted. "Have you any idea what a bar of chocolate costs in the Hell these days?"

Vegeta's eyebrow twitched. He raised his arm and blasted Raditz into nothingness. "Then go get him that bar of chocolate and get off my sight for the rest of eternity!"

The yard was very quiet.

"That was fun," Goku commented.

"I'm not done yet," the prince grunted. Trunks and Goten blinked and stared. On the next second they were hiding behind Goku's back.

"Hey Dad, now you say something!" Goten begged. "I'm your son; you're the only one who has the right to beat the daylight out of me!"

"Say a word for me too while you're at it," Trunks added. "I have human rights too, or what?"

"First of all, you're only half human," Vegeta remarked him.

Sailor Mars gave Jupiter a short look. "Okay Makoto, I think you owe us an explanation. Where did you meet those two brats?"

Jupiter sighed and told them the story, everything she knew about it.

"A small round spaceship, eh?" Vegeta asked, looking at the boys.

"He did it!" both kids announced at the same time, looking at each other.

"Trunks wanted us to get into the pod!" Goten declared.

"But Goten pressed the button!" Trunks argued.

"Will you shut up already…? Trunks, give me that pod." Vegeta growled.

Trunks gave him the capsule, Vegeta clicked it and the crushed pod appeared.

"Holy cow!" Sailor Venus admired. "It's a wreck! Scrap metal! How did they survive the landing??!!"

Sailor Mercury examined the pod. "Wow, that really is some technology! Even the most secret US army achievements have never gotten so far!"

"How do you know about those US army secret achievements?" Venus asked her.

"You'd be surprised what one can do with a palm computer," Mercury replied. "How long did it take to build such a spaceship?"

"Mom made it in her lab in a few weeks," Trunks said.

"So I see," Vegeta agreed. "That thing over there is a shame for all space pods. Look at it." He punched the pod which deformed instantly. "Soft like a tin can. Okay, Kakarot, I think it's time for us to go back home."

Goku nodded. "Yeah." He concentrated a bit. And then his eyes turned big. "Erm, Vegeta, we have a problem."

"A problem?" Vegeta glared at him. "I don't wanna hear about any problems as long as I'm still on this planet!"

"Well, you see, to perform an instant translocation, I need someone's aura in the destination, as you know," Goku explained. "But there's nothing. Nobody's aura seems to be around."

"Does this mean that we'll stay here… forever?" Trunks asked.

Vegeta grunted. "You wish. In a few weeks Bulma will most definitely show up with a new spaceship and then I won't envy you two."

Makoto blinked and stared. "Two… weeks?"

"Dad, we can't stay at Makoto's place for two weeks," Trunks said. "We wouldn't fit there and she couldn't afford to feed us all."

The five Sailor Scouts put their heads together. "We can't let them out somewhere in Siberia, or what?"

"No way, they'd blow half of the planet up!"

"We need a place where they'd be no trouble, where the neighbors wouldn't be too curious and where they could get their stomachs full."

"Try to find such a place in Tokyo…"

"I have an idea… but it's a very weak one and won't probably work out. It may be worth trying though… let me go and make a phone call." Sailor Mars went to the temple. The others gave her a surprised look and then sneaked behind the door to listen.

Mars dialed the number and waited for a few seconds. Then she asked:

"Haruka?"