AN: Sorry for the wait my server's been having some problems. During the reprieve I remembered that I hadn't put up translations for some of the Japanese words I use in my story. Besides that I've been have some problems with my answering machine. It's been acting really strange, mood swings and everything @_@! Anywho, here are the translations:
Ukutsushii -beautiful
Onna -woman
Onna no ko –girl
Kirei na -pretty
Chiisai tora –little tiger
Baka- stupid,idiot ect.
Bakayaro- asshole
Ahora, luz! Cámera! Acción!
Chapter 4- Moving Right Along
Vegeta scowled, 'darn that brat; she is too much like her mother for her own good.' He thought already regretting the fact that she talked him into letting her go on a search party to personally help look for her brother.
Bra had a way of getting what she wanted from him, just like her mother. The king's thoughts were interrupted by a solider that approached the throne and was kneeling before him.
"Speak."
"Sir the military activity has dropped again from both the Hitohi and the Neg'Vah sir?"
"What going on? This can't be just a coincidence." He thought to his self aloud.
There was no way a sudden lull in the war could just happen for no reason at all.
"Hitohi has stopped for unknown reasons even our spies don't know what going on. What ever it is it's being kept big secret."
As usual nobody knew what was going on, on planet Ewajima, it was impossible to send spies there because of the Neg'Vah's physiology, it was impossible to duplicate the oversized wings of those birdbrains. Also because of their border's defense system there was no way to smuggle anybody into their space much less their home planet. In any event it was too strange. "Something doesn't smell right. Keep an eye on the Hitohi, and inform me of any change what so ever."
"Yessir!" the solider took off. Vegeta rose from his throne, and headed to his room, taking his time walking down the elaborate hall of Beijita-sei's Royal palace.
The brat was supposed to contact him today she should have arrived in Zion today. Zion was a neutral station but it was quite a ways into Hitohi territory but nowhere near any hot spots, it was remote too.
The Sol system was where the fighting began and it was like some unwritten taboo to actually fight there. A perfect place for someone wanting to escape the war. If that was what his son was trying to do.
He was going to really let that boy have it when he got back!
"He wasn't here either." Bra informed him later, over his personal com in his room. She was the spitting image of her mother, fine blue hair and blue eyes" But I would like to stay here another week or to if possible just case." Vegeta looked at his daughter with a raised eyebrow, "Really!" she squeaked. It didn't take too many guesses to figure out why his 20yrs daughter wanted to stay in such a backwater place. And Bra was a terrible lair.
"Fine."
She looked visibly relived. "Thank you Daddy!"
"But I want to meet this young man personally so we can 'talk'."
"Daaaadd!!!" she shrieked blushing furiously.
"And he better not be a weakling, either. Two weeks brat then I want you back here immediately. Trunks is strong enough to take care him self. If you do find him between now and then tell him he'd better meet me on the training grounds as soon as sets foot on the planet."
"Sure thing dad. Oh and one more thing, did you have to send Saika with on the same search team as me?"
"Bra." he warned.
"I know. I know. I'll see you in two week then. Bye Daddy. Love ya," with that she cut the com link.
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Trunks listened carefully to Goten's instructions and directions. When he was finished they sat talked for a while, catch up on old times. Pranks they used to play when they were younger. And then when they got older, beginning to understand the chaotic world around them. Deciding to bring peace to nations who'd been fighting for so long the reason had been forgotten was a decision he had never regretted.
"Hey Goten I got a question how'd your father get to be the ambassador? I mean, I though only naturally born outsiders were allowed to hold the position"
"Well that true he is technically an outsider he never choose sides, his was born a red though. It interesting, my grandfather and his brother were on opposite sides. My grandfathers, Bardock and Karee, Barbock was a Red and his brother, my great uncle Karee, was a Blue. Even though they were on different sides they were still kind of close, that's why my uncle Raditz turned Blue. Father never took sides though; because he didn't marry into either side and he was a friend of your father's, even thought the king would never admit to that,"
"You got that right"
"He also knew your mother before he married your father, with ties on both side, not a mention his strength, he got opted as ambassador. Any thing else?"
"Yeah, you spoke of an informant from Bejita-sei, who is it? Just curious." he inquired "do I know them?"
"No can do"
"Aww, come on. You know you can trust me."
"Yeah, but they don't want their name given out to anyone, besides by the time you get back they'll be here, they're on one of the search teams."
"Oh?"
"To make sure the report on this area is negative" 'How dose he know all this? My best friends got more spies than both empires combine!'
"You know I'm glad you're not a rebel, you have way to many connections. I Think you should be the next ambassador, every time I visit you know who's doing what, where and when from someone.... pause. Just where do you meet these people anyway?" Goten just smiled the famous Son smile, an eerie look-a-like of Pan's. The family resemblance was frightening.
"You be surprised" he replied cryptically. Getting nowhere with Goten, Trunks decided to get serious.
"Right now my father has postponed any direct attack on the Hitohi and stopped the search ships from tracking your brother's mobile colonies."
Goten nodded, "I expected him to. Gohan has teams search all areas possible, I even heard he risked checking a planet in blue territory. The Hitohi and the Saiya-jin Empire aren't doing much right now militarily.
I thought we were going to have to go to Ewajima and find a way to bring a delegate member to Beijita-sei ourselves, but there seems to be political instability at the time so I think we should hold off on actually going there.
I only knew a few people there and they were killed one by one about a month ago. I think the rebels had some thing to do with it. Our presence there would just cause more problems. But on a better note I've contacted President Krillin and he said he would willingly come to Beijita-sei if my father and Gohan came, so that saves us a trip."
"This time the a treaty will happen. Goten, I've heard the people outside the palace, the people are tried of this war, they want it to stop. And so do I. Fighting is in our blood but not senseless killing." He said with determination, then the lavender haired saiya-jin groaned, "My father's gonna kill me!
He's going to blow his top when he finds out that he had been associating with 'the enemy' for the past 20yrs."
Goten shook his head and laughed, "No more than Gohan will kill me for let his little angle go out in space with."
"Humph. Angle? Yeah right. She-demon's more like it."
"Remember that's my niece you're talking about." The dark hard hybrid chided jokingly.
"Sorry. We don't get along very well."
Goten sighed, "What happened?"
"Nothin' we just rubbed each other the wrong way." Goten raised an eyebrow.
"Not that way! That's your niece, man! Have you no shame?!"
Trunks shook his head; his best friend was a womanizer, plain and simple or had been till the past year or so. Trunks could count the number of serious relationships Goten had been in on his index finger. Although he shouldn't be one to talk, having only been in one relationship, if one could even call it that, but he didn't chase them like Goten did in his spare time.
"Yeah, but I'm not stupid she's a pretty girl. I'm just looking out for her, don't do anything dumb or she won't leave anything left for me to kill when she get done." Goten warned in a brotherly fashion.
"I assure you Goten, I am not and will never be interest in her that way. I can't believe your even suggesting...Jeez!"
"I don't know...Never say never. You know, there is a thin line between-
"Goten." He interrupted in a warning tone.
"Ok, ok, I was just pointing out the way you too fight kind of reminded me of the way you said your parents fought...I know for a fact Videl wasn't too fond of my brother before they got married. And your sister she-" Goten drifted off
"What about my sister?" he asked suspiciously. Trunks knew all about them and the fact that they had been courting secretly for some time. He didn't say anything to either; no it was much easer to watch Goten squirm whenever they brought up Bra. He figured they would tell him when they felt ready.
"Ahh... well she'll probably argue with her boyfriend too." He laughed and chuckle nervously.
"Where I'm I sleeping?" Trunks abruptly changed the subject.
"Turning in already? Second door to your left."
The one thing he really liked about Goten's spare rooms was that it was just like the rooms from ancient Old Earth. All the furniture, the bed, the desk, the bookshelves, they were all made from wood and there was even a fireplace, giving the place a homely feel to it.
It also had a lava lamp. *_*
Trunks striped down to his boxers, (AN: drool pool *o*) allowing his tail some well-deserved freedom.
Trunks tried going to sleep, but his head was buzzing, to many thoughts all jumbled up. Not like he had too much on his mind, no, no, just the future of generations of saiya-jin and human alike, nothing important. A millennia of fighting could all come to an end if, if, the cards were played right.
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Brick-red eye shot open in a flash as he regained sudden consciousness. For a moment, he couldn't remember who he was, where he was or what he was doing. The only thing penetrating his state of mind was the strangling lack of space. Instinct kicked in as he tried to force the pod open, in this slight madness he unknowingly pressed the button to release the door, which opened with a hiss.
Sprawling out of the escape pod everything that had happened came back to Naav in a dizzying rush.
Sitting up he looked up at the unfamiliar blue sky. Naav wondered were in the universe he was. 'Well where ever I am, thank A'Drai I'm on an planet with oxygen.'
He looked around, absentmindedly rubbing the back of his neck. 'So I'm an out law now. What do I do now? Nyaane...my clan, I can't abandon them. Not now. So what are you going to do?' the Neg'Vah wondered.
Well what ever he was going to do he needed to get his priorities straightened first.
Leaning his torso into the oval shaped pod, he was ready to get back into any small spaces just yet; he turned on the pod's navigational systems.
"Now. Where am I?" Checking his maps he discovered he was in the Sol system, a remote planet called Old Earth, 'Earth? Isn't that the planet the humans originated from? It's where the wars began over a millennium ago. It suppose to be a barren waste land from all the fighting that took place...'
He pulled his body out of the pod and looked around he could see trees beyond the rim of the crater his ship had created when landing and hear birds chirping in the distance. He stretched his wings glad to be out of the cramped pod even if it was only for a moment.
"Well it certainly doesn't seem that barren now." In a swift leap he jumped out of the crater and looked back at the pod it didn't have enough power to get out of the planets gravitational pull. Turning back to the forest he-
"Who are you?" a voice beside him asked.
A man stood there, dressed in an orange human uniform similar to the military ones in the Hitohi Empire. His hair was mid-night black and spiked with a friendly face.
'A barbarian.' His mind hissed. Naav warily took a step back as the saiya-jin approached him.
"I'm not going to attack you." The man said good-naturedly, "I just want to know your name. My name's Goku." The man stuck out his hand and grinned. A human custom
He declined the hand. "I am Naav."
"Well Naav, it's nice to meet you, you're the first visitor this planet has had in a long while." Suddenly Naav heard a low growl emitting from the saiya-jin named Goku.
Goku laughed sheepishly place a hand behind his head, "Sorry about that I'm hungry, I was just about to eat lunch before you came. You must be hungry too or at least tired from your journey. Come on. I'll take you to my place then you can tell what brings you to such a remote planet."
'What a strange man.' Naav thought giving Goku a blank look.
Before he could utter a protest Goku grabbed his arm and the two disappeared.
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~20 years ago~
Vegeta watched his wife as she floated serenely in the blue tinted water.
His blue angle, she was always beautiful even now as her life was put on pause until they could find a cure for her. It had been his decision to put here in stasis while she was sleeping, knew she would have put up a fight about that.
But he couldn't watch her as she began to slowly fade right in front of him.
She did get to spend some time with Trunks and Bra like she wanted, but the poison began to sap the energy right out of her.
As he later learned from the doctor the poison was designed to attack the mind, slowly shutting everything down. Kakarott's mate had drunken the entire glass in less then a minute; even if they had gotten her to the medical wing in time there would have been nothing they could have done for her.
He was glad that the same did not happen to Bulma. He had the best doctors on Beijita-sei searching for a cure.
But the way things were going...
A pain squeeze his chest knowing he would not be able to hold, or talk to, or argue with his mate for a very long time. He placed a hand on the glass that separated him from her, the same glass that was keeping her alive at the moment.
He frowned, 'When I find the ones responsible for this, they will regret the day the born!' he vowed, clinching his fist.
A solider entered the room, "Your Majesty?"
Vegeta recognized him, young man named T'kal who had recently transferred from a first class to an elite, not something that happen everyday.
"Speak."
"Son Gohan and his brat have left, should we-"
"No, don't shoot them down, let them go."
"Your Highness?" T'kal said surprised and no small hint of disgust in his eyes, "This is the perfect time to-
"Are you questioning my decision?"
"No sir."
"Good. We have all lost someone important today. We maybe enemies but nobody will be fighting anyone today. You are dismissed."
T'kal left quickly there after clearly disagreeing with his decision, but Vegeta wasn't in the mood knock some sense into some insolent solider, not today.
What nobody but a select few knew was that, Videl was also put in stasis and the she was also resting right behind Bulma's stasis chamber hidden in the wall.
It was a contradiction, yes.
Tomorrow he and the rest of the Saiya-jin Empire would be at war with the Hitohi again; and yet, on his word he kept the mate of his enemies' leader safe. Bulma would never forgive him if he hadn't given the other human the same chance at life as herself, and the unborn child within the mate of Kakarott's son.
He sighed turning away from the stasis chamber, only to see his young son standing in the doorway. A light frown marred the king's face; he looked ridiculous for a saiya-jin with that hair and his eyes, they were just like his mothers.
"Will mother be okay?" he asked with the trust and innocence a child his age should have. His glaze softened, "Yes, yes she will son. She will."
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"Trunks, Don't you dare mess with my ship!" Goten hissed suddenly, glaring at him. Trunks look at Goten with a wide-eyed expression "What? I'm not gonna touch a single wire, you have my word."
"Yeah, you said that last time."
'Oh yeah last time heh heh heh...' -_-' "I won't touch a thing." He promised.
"You had better!"
Goten, Pan and himself were in Zion's docking bay were heading towards Goten's ship a small cruiser. He was in his usual black hood and cloak.
'There goes another one' he thought glancing at another patrol troop making rounds. Goten wasn't kidding when he said the security was picking up. Goten and Pan were either completely oblivious to the suspicious looks they were getting or they were ignoring them on purpose. He would liked to have been a little more careful but unfortunately, someone trying to sneak into the docks would have been more suspicious than some disguised person just walking to the bay right now. When they reached the airlock to the ship, Goten gave Pan some last minute advice.
"Pan, be careful ok. If anything happens to you, your dad will have my head on a platter" he joked.
"Yes, Uncle Goten." came her rehearsed reply. Then to both of them Goten said,
"Neither side must find out about this, not only will we be killed but the respective sides may lose trust in their leaders,"
Goten's cheeriness had long since dissipated and he was using his 'general' tone, "It would only lead to more chaos. Treason and sabotage are not things taking lightly." He warns in hushed voice.
"What! Saba- Pan began a bit too loudly
"Shhh! Be quite, you want to get us in trouble?" Trunks snapped harshly, pushing her inside the airlock of Goten's ship.
"No. But I want some explaining once we're off" clearly annoyed that nothing had been revealed to her yet.
"Fair enough." he answered curtly. Goten waved as the airlock door slip shut.
"Have a nice trip! Stay out of trouble."
'And please don't kill each other....'
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Quotes of the day:
Verbosity leads to unclear inarticulate things-Dan Quayte
From the reviewers:
He who asks is a fool for five minutes; he who does not ask remains a fool forever-Chinese Proverb
Thanks for the quote and reviews Smokey! ^_^!
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Hello, this is Mizuko's answering machine, and I'm SO depressed. I have 50,000 times the memory capacity of my owner, but all I get to do is answer the phone. Life. Don't talk to me about life. Just leave your review after the beep. Here comes the beep, god how I hate that beep; it's soo cheery...