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Chapter 2:

Introductions and a celebration

" So I decided I had to come back. Though I'm not sure if I want to stay" Ouji looked at his father's perpetual unfathomable expression.

He had been lying back, listening intently since his son came to the part where he started to fall for the ningen onna. His son had a son? He was a grandfather? And they were outside? He would've doubted this was his Vejiita Ouji if he hadn't heard the whole story. It was obvious everything that happened to him had changed him. The planet he stayed in was not an eternal battleground and he was the strongest man on it Oh, correction, the second strongest. He still couldn't believe a third class like that Kakarotto had been able to surpass the very Vejiita-sei no Ouji. It was insane! But as his son had said, he had learned to live with it, for the guy had more brains than he cared to admit. And the legend had been true!! Well, sort of. His son was the legendary super saiyajin. Well again, one of them. Vejiita Ou thought he was going to burst up with pride. Then, after pondering so much in his own train of thought, he finally realized Vejiita had finished his story. He was watching him from his spot leaning against the fireplace.

"So, otousama, now you see why I hadn't been back."

Vejiita Ou just nodded, without breaking eye contact, and rose to his feet, his cape billowing magically behind him. He approached a table in the side and poured some more of his drink in the silver cup he hadn't let go in hours. His son was there, a grown man. He was finally there and that alone deserved a celebration!

"Do you wish to drink with me?" Vejiita Ou asked. Vejiita Ouji walked next to his father and took a look at the crimson liquid.

"I don't even want to remember the last time I drank that shit! Besides, if I do, my mate is going to have a fit."

"What about it? You don't care about the ningen onna" Vejiita Ou stated icily cocking an eyebrow.

"Actually, I do... more that you will ever be able to imagine" he replied with a glare. He had never been able to lie to the King. "She has that power over me" Ou grunted and downed the cup in one swift gulp.

"Come, Ouji. Let's meet this mate of yours."

They walked outside the study and found the senshi laughing their heads off. The kids were wrestling in the middle of the room and now they had both gotten a grip on the other's tail. After 10 long seconds of silence their faces twisted in a wimpy gesture and they were about to cry. Bulma was sitting on the floor between Videl's legs, who had been playing with her aquamarine tresses. Goku was sitting in front of the boys, cheering and narrating the match in amusement. Chichi was on the large sofa, patting a teenage Gohan's hair that was leaning on her lap. Commander Lettusu stood by the door, as always.

The senshi all stopped laughing when they saw Vejiita come out with another man, who looked just like him, only this one had reddish brown hair and a goatee of the same color. His eyes were the same obsidian black and his build a little leaner than Vejiita's. He was almost a foot taller too, but the most interesting trait they noticed, was the furry brown appendage wrapped tightly around his waist. His clothing was different too. He wore a black bodysuit covered by a white breastplate outlined in gold; it carried the seal of the House of Vejiita. The breastplate held the long red cape that reached to his ankles, clad in white boots. His bare strong arms ended in white gloved large hands and he wore a medallion around his neck, which was made of gold and the Royal Seal was carved within it.

Everybody was silent as they came in, silent and motionless. Gawking, they all stared in awe at the remarkable resemblance between the two. Then, with a snarl, Vejiita Ouji folded his arms in front of his chest and said none too gently:

"Show some respect!! Bow before the Vejiita-sei no Ou!"

They all stood slowly and silently and stepped forward. Then they all had a confused expression on their faces and Goku asked:

"Umm, Vejiita. How do you bow?" Vejiita face faulted.

"Kakarotto, you baka, get on your knee, place the opposite fist to your knee on your heart while the other fist on the ground and look down until you are told to arise" everybody ohed and ahed and complied.

"Arise" it was Vejiita Ou's gruff voice, much like Vejiita's, only deeper.

Vejiita then walked towards Bulma and lent a hand. She took it without a second thought and he lead her in front of his father.

"Otousama, this is my mate, Briefs Bulma."

Vejiita Ou was looking at his son as he spoke, but after he finished, he came to look at Bulma, still with that fathomless expression plastered on his face. He scanned her features thoroughly with that mysterious, intense gaze she knew so much of Vejiita, but coming from this stranger, though her husband's father, it was unnerving.

"Hajimemashite, Vejiita-sama" she said in a little voice.

"Likewise Bulma. Likewise. I know better than to question my son's decisions and tastes. But I must admit I had my doubts about a ningen onna."

"Uh, well, I'll take that as a compliment then. I know how to figure out your son's half expressions, but I suppose you two are not alike."

"Go get Trunks, onna" Vejiita asked low and gently. She nodded.

She went to the back, where the kids were still tangled in a heap on the floor. Vejiita Ou approached his son and said as close to his ear as possible:

"She's a real exotic beauty, Ouji."

"Wait until you get a taste of her temper" Vejiita replied with a smirk. They were taken out of their little conversation as Bulma's ranting took over the waiting room.

"Get your tail up the floor, right now! It's not polite to play so roughly in a place where we are visitors. Come on Trunks, Goten, stop it. And I mean it!"

"Hai, Bulma-san."

"Hai okaasan."

The boys rose to their feet and stood, heads down in front of Bulma, their little tails flopping in embarrassment. Then she began to fix Trunks' clothes and told him:

"Look at you, honey. You look like a cow chewed you up and spit you back! Come and meet your ojiisan."

"Hai, okaasan."

She then took him by the shoulders and led him to the spot where his father and grandfather were. He looked up to see two almost identical faces in front of him. His father was smirking proudly and the other man was staring in awe, eyes slightly wide.

"Sugoi! You look almost like my otousan, ojiisan! But I've never seen him grow a beard like that. He told me you are a king. Is it true, really? Then that means I'm a prince, and I get to order around! Cho sugoi! Now I can make Goten do whatever I want! What's your name, ojiisan? How old are you? Where's my obaasan? Do I have any ojisans or obasans? Can I sit in your throne? Can you take me sightseeing? Can you? Can you?" The kid went on and on lashing his tail excitedly back and forth.

Vejiita Ou just stared. This was his grandson. That little boy with the limp lavender hair! And blue eyes! He didn't even look like a saiyajin at all, except for the tail. And he didn't even wear it the proper way. This little brat who acted so different from his son and himself, who was talking all that loudly and making all those questions. He was thrown out of his train of thought as he heard his son say:

"Boy?"

"Hai, otousan?"

"Shut up. You sound just like your mother."

"Ok."

Bulma glared at Vejiita and standing in front of him, her hands akimbo, she hissed:

"What's wrong in liking to talk to people, huh? In liking to know things about your family? Don't tell your son to "shut up"! It's not his fault he happens to be as cheerful and talkative as I am and not an antisocial little beast like his father! Really, Jiita, sometimes you're such a jerk I wish I were strong enough to kick you."


"Jiita?" He asked mockingly.


"Yeah, so?" She snapped.


"You're not scolding me cause you're mad, you're just trying to pull the strong little onna act to look good in front of everyone" She growled after he spoke, just wishing she could wipe that little smirk off his face right then and there.


"Conceited little ass" she hissed through clenched teeth "You know nothing! What are you trying to do? Ridicule me in front of your father?" He just chuckled and turned his gaze to the boy, who now looked rather confused.


"You never speak to the king unless he says so. Besides, you were getting too annoying."


"Okay, tousan" Trunks then turned to look at his ojiisan and waited for his approval.

Vejiita Ou just stared at the little rant his son's mate had thrown over his command to the brat. He was certain they did this all the time because he noticed she wasn't a bit afraid of him, though she admitted to be a weakling. Then he was looking at the expecting child and focusing his eyes on him, began to round him, staring. The first things that took his attention were his blue eyes; the same color as his mother's though the shape of his son's. Then he saw the baby face and it reminded him of Vejiita Ouji's face when he was a small boy. Then he turned to the hair, tilting his head a little in bewilderment. Never in his whole life had he seen a saiyajin with lavender hair. He couldn't help but run a hand through it and feel the silky straight strands that fell over the little face. It was exotic, just like his mother. Yeah, he would definitely stand out of the crowd off commoners. Everyone would know he was the last of the House of Vejiita.


"What's your name boy?" He asked at last.


"It's Trunks Vejiita Briefs."


"Why is Vejiita in the second name?" He asked, maybe a little hurt.


"Cause tousan lost the bet to kaasan and so she put the name he wanted as second" Ou just grunted.


"What's your name?"


"Vejiita the 10th of course."


"So am I Vejiita the 12th?"


"Iie. You are Trunks the 1st of the House of Vejiita."


"Sugoi! I'm a first!"

It was then, that the king lowered his hand to the boy's shoulder. He took in Trunks' build. The boy had the build of a warrior, yet a grace worthy of a prince. Perfect. It was in his blood. He expelled confidence and pride from his pores, and power, a very strong raw power Vejiita Ou hadn't noticed until now.

"How old are you?" He asked again.


"I'm 7. And you?"


"I'm 65."


"Wow! You're old! But you don't look old. You don't have gray hair."


"Saiyajins don't get gray hair" Ouji cleared his throat. "That is, full blooded saiyajins. You, boy, might be getting gray hair" then he added teasingly "Like your mother."


This earned him a punch to the arm that only made him laugh.


"What's your power level?" Ou asked his grandson again.


"Umm I don't know. But I can lay a few hits on tousan if I try enough."

Now, Vejiita Ou had no idea how strong Ouji was so he didn't revel on the matter for too long. Then he finally turned his gaze to the others, the Sons and Videl. Everyone was looking at the little boy sitting on the floor rubbing the spot on his tail where Trunks had bitten him. He was pouting slightly and his mother was telling him he could get even later. Goku was only grinning, amused at the chibi's antics, and Gohan was laughing slightly. Videl was by his side, scolding him for being so mean to his little brother. Vejiita Ouji noticed the stare and spoke:


"The man is Kakarotto, called Goku by all others but myself. It's the name the Chikyuujins gave him. He lost his memory early in his childhood and he didn't know about his saiyajin heritage until his brother Raditzu arrived on the planet and told him. As you can already see, he's tailless."


Vejiita Ou shuddered at the sight and his tail instinctively curled tighter around his waist.


"The two boys are his sons. The oldest one is very close to my power, but he has a soft heart and doesn't fight unless it's necessary. But when he does, better be careful. The brat on the floor he's Trunks' "best friend", though a year younger. The woman is Kakarotto's mate. She's a human fighter, one of the strongest human females. Then, there's the girl she's Kakarotto's brat's friend, though I'll have my tail cut they'll end up mating. She's also very strong for a human female."


"He doesn't have a tail either" it was all the king could say.


"I cut it off years ago. He had turned Oozaru and was about to crush me. I had to think fast."


"He's not of age yet."


"Not according to saiyajin standards, but his human blood kicks in."


"What is that supposed to mean?"


"Human males reach their "age" since 13 years old. He's 17 now, isn't he?" He finished asking Bulma. She nodded" Though the feeling's not as strong as it is with us. I guess his saiyajin instincts still remain to surface."


Vejiita Ou looked at them a little more before approaching them. They hushed as soon as they saw him coming and stiffened. Chichi helped Goten to his feet right on time.


"Kakarotto, from the House of Bardock. My son has told me about you, but I plan to find out by myself if you really are what he said you were."


"Umm, okay I guess."


"Boy" he told Gohan "What's your name?"


"Gohan, sir" he responded immediately.


"Well Gohan, I think you should know that you'll need to watch out for the youngsters. They like to tease tailless kids, sometimes even pound on them."


"Hai, sir, arigatou gozaimasu. I'll watch out."


"And keep an eye on your female. She's a beautiful girl and as soon as she's spotted, I'm sure they'll want to claim her."


Both Gohan and Videl blushed. The King of Vejiita-sei had thought they were together? Nani! Other saiyajin would want to claim her? What does that mean?


"Gomen, your highness, but she's not my female" Gohan said trying to suppress the blush. He hadn't seen Videl yet. ^_~


"Hai, sir. He's right" Videl seconded.


"Oh, but believe me, he won't be right for long. I can tell" there was that smirk, just like Vejiita's, but this one was smug and teasing and read: 'I know something that you don't'. Vejiita Ou started to walk away, but was stopped by Videl again:


"Umm, your majesty? What did you mean by saying they'll want to claim me?"

Both Goku and Vejiita cleared their throats loudly. And Chichi and Bulma looked down, smiling shyly.

"When a saiyajin male wants a female, he must hunt her, claim her as his own and then he has the right to mate her, as long as both have reached Age. Saiyajins not of Age wouldn't understand the experience if they tried. I know Gohan's not of Age yet, or he would've never denied you, but you are no saiyajin and that means you can be claimed."

Videl was getting scared. She never thought saiyajins had customs like these. She unconsciously pressed herself to Gohan's arm and held his hand. Her eyes were wide with fright and her voice a whisper as she spoke:

"Gohan? You won't let them claim me, would you?"


"Not if you don't want to be" his voice was calm and there was an edge of hope in it.


"I don't. Not by them" she said finally looking in his black eyes.


"Then I won't let anyone touch you" he said sweetly and relieved.


"First Commander, show my son and our guests to their chambers" the King ordered Commander Lettusu who was still standing by the door.


"Hai, sire. Onegai, minna come with me." They all stepped outside the royal chambers and then started through the corridor again.


"You should get some rest and then get ready for the celebration."


"What celebration?"


"You don't think the return to the motherland of the Saiyajin no Ouji must remain unknown. There will be a gathering tonight, followed by a celebration and all my people will know that I'm back."


"Oh, well then. Okay. What time is it?"


"It starts at 1930. You'll be provided your armor" Commander Lettusu explained.


"Alright! We're going to a party!" Goten chimed.


"The Prince and his mate shall take his room at the end of the hall, yours will be in this area" Lettusu inquired stopping in front of a door.


Both Vejiita and Bulma looked at each other. Then Bulma asked Vejiita "I would like Trunks and the guys to be close to us."


"Okay. Commander, put the boys in the same room next to mine, Kakaroto and his mate shall be in the next and Well Gohan, you have to keep an eye on the girl so I think it better you two share a room."

Both Gohan and Videl blushed furiously, Chichi and Bulma gapped and the kids were jumping, excited they were going to be together. Goku and Vejiita both knew why he said that, obviously.

"But, Vejiita ojisan — Gohan said — How can you ask us that? I mean, she's a girl, and she's my friend; and you want me to sleep with her?" He almost choked in the last part.


"But it's just sleeping Right?" Vejiita asked smugly.


"But we have to share the bathroom, too" she protested.


"And the space" Gohan said again as they were showed the interior of the room in front of them. Then they saw it: only one bed.


" And the bed" Gohan and Videl said at the same time.


"But you've shared your bed before" Goku inquired.


"Hai, but with Goten and Kuririn, not Videl!"


"What's the big deal? I've shared the bed with Bulma" he said gesturing to her. Vejiita looked ready to kill and the commander noticed this and grimaced.


"Hai, Goku, but you were only 10 years old" Bulma said before Vejiita went ballistic "Gohan and Videl are both 17, if you get what I mean."


"Yeah, I get want you mean. But you don't get what I mean" he then turned to his wife "Trust me Chichi, nothing's going to happen. At least not now" Goku said.

So Videl and Gohan had to enter the room, letting the door close behind them.

Mwahahahahahaha!!!! I'm evil!!!

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