It's been... almost nine months since I've touched this story! Sheesh... I really need to pay more attention to my fics... -; I feel that this chapter might seem a bit more advanced from the before chapters that were posted... because it's almost been a year since the last time I posted... I might make this story semi serious... instead of just plain humor... but there will be some random moments.

Esemono

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"There is NO WAY that you are making me do... THIS!" shouted the king of the saiyans, trapped in the body of Bardock. The king was very stubborn at times... and this was one of the random times that he was. If the king were in his original body, there would have been hell to pay! There would have been hell to pay, even in this body, but there was one factor that was keeping this king calmer than usual. It was that injection Bulma gave him earlier. "I absolutely REFUSE to play the role... of... a... THIRD-CLASS! I am king!" shouted King Vegeta as he desperately tried to grab the sedated power. He couldn't grasp it.

The saiyan prince, all grown up now, snorted as he walked over to his father. He couldn't help but shake his head in pity. His father was being a little child. Vegeta lived like crap on Frieza's ship, and later lived on earth. He did have everything he needed... he just didn't have the title of 'prince'. "It's a shame to see you, one of the strongest warriors on this planet, whining like a baby!"

The king glared to his grown son.

The prince couldn't help but shake his head mentally; the way that the king was making Bardock's body's expression was... a bit scary. Goku, or Kakarot in saiyan terms, had received the genes to look like a clone of his father. Living on the same planet as the young full-blooded saiyan, he became familiar with the bright smile. This look on 'Bardock's' face was very strange...

"I absolutely refuse to give up my title as king!" shouted the monarch once more. Yep... the king was just as stubborn as Vegeta... maybe a bit more.

Vegeta took a step closer to his father; the prince's eyes were now darkened to a glare. "You will need to deal with it, or the whole saiyan population might revolt." Vegeta leaned up and crossed his arms over his chest; "The people of this planet will find you as insane. They will think you are trying to take over the throne and do all they could to protect Bardock, who is all too clueless to what he should inform his family!"

The king glared to his son's reasoning. "What you say is a bunch of bull shit. I need to rule my kingdom!"

Vegeta sighed once more as he ran a hand through his wild black mane. "My mate needs some time to find what went wrong with the machine she invented... and blew up. Until she can find what reverses the effect that made this machine... malfunction, you both will need to play the rolls of the body you are in."

The king was still glaring at his son. "What makes you think I'll believe you?"

The prince's smirk spread across his face. "My wife is probably one of the smartest beings in this universe. She might recreate the machine with in a day or so, since it was so small, then it might take a few more days to experiment... Which I'm not exactly excited about..."

"She uses you as the lowinckcritzer?" questioned the king. In the terms of saiyan a 'lowinckcritzer' was similar to the terms of guinea pig.

The prince lowered his head and turned it away from his father to gaze at. The saiyan prince was indeed blushing. "So what if she does? It's nothing that will harm me."

'Bardock' snorted. "How do you know that? Usually when scientists 'experiment' with you they are on that fine line of genius and insanity." The king continued to stare at his son. "What makes you think you are safe?"

"Because," started the prince as he eyed his father. His eyes were now teal... no longer were they the coal color. "I am a have reached the level of super saiyan."

Vegeta lowered his energy allowing his eyes to turn the dark black color they once were. "There is much you don't know about me, father. Earth is known as a mythical planet, and being there you can feel the power."

The king just stared to his son with emotionless eyes.

"Now... are you going to cooperate with us or are we going to have to use force?" questioned Vegeta.

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Bardock was nervously looking over his clothing. Never in his life would he have ever thought he would be playing the role of king! He was in the full armor with the royal crest of Vegeta stamped over the armor of the left side of his chest. He even had the cape fastened to the shoulder guards on the armor. It. Was. Heavy.

Bardock gripped his hands into fists before relaxing his fingers. He never wore gloves before; being a third-class saiyan warrior, he was never privileged enough to wear clothing as this. This clothing made him feel regal, but what do you expect when your soul is in the body of the king? Bardock never wore a shirt under his armor, and here he was. The material was covering almost all his skin protecting it from the harsh suns of the planet.

The saiyan had to admit... it was a tad bit too warm wearing these clothes...

His youngest son, Kakarot, was sitting to the side of the room on a chair. His eyes were closed and his head lowered. The earth-raised saiyan was either in deep meditation... or asleep.

Bardock had to choose deep meditation, because Goku's head snapped up turning to the entrance of the room. His eyes brightened.

"Welcome back Vegeta, and King Vegeta."

The prince looked to the youngest full-blooded saiyan and he nodded.

"I'm guessing you were able to convince the king with your plan?" questioned Goku raising an eyebrow.

Vegeta nodded, "Yes. He will be returning to 'his' crew to attend another purging mission tomorrow... or in his case... a rebuilding mission."

Goku and Vegeta looked sternly to the king; both of them had their eyes flash to the turquoise before they died down to normal.

That point was where Trunks and Goten rushed into the room frantically looking around. Both children spotted their fathers and grinned widely. "DAD!" both children exclaimed in unison.

The father's of the two children glanced down with questioning looks.

Trunks grinned widely.

"Dad! We found the training fields!"

Goten nodded enthusiastically adding to the information they wanted to give. "YEAH! And it was so fun! We defeated a few 300 soldiers..." Goten looked to his best friend, "What did they call themselves? Eleves?"

Trunks shook his head as he stubbornly crossed his arms. "They're called ELITES. They bragged about being so strong, but Goten was able to defeat the men he fought with one punch!" Trunks also smirked, "And I was able to defeat them just as fast as Goten could."

The youngest child of saiyan blood nodded excitedly. "It was so fun! I think we made everyone in the training room angry! They all dove at us with punches and kicks and energy attacks!"

"But we were too strong for them!" added Trunks just as excited as his friend.

Vegeta's smirk for his son widened. "I have trained you well."

Goku also grinned for his youngest child. Then a thought entered Kakarot's mind. "Say, you two, why not find Gohan and spar with him during this time? Vegeta and I still have some things we need to finish."

The two chibi's nodded eagerly before they quickly dashed out of the room.

Looking back to their fathers, Goku and Vegeta couldn't help but laugh. The look on King Vegeta and Bardock's faces were priceless!

"I guess we need to give them some F.Y.I information before they could train each other... to play the roles of... each other," suggested the youngest saiyan of pure blood.

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This is a short chapter... compared to what I'm familiar with writing. I guess I don't have that much inspiration for writing fics that I haven't touched for a while... but the weirdest spurts of inspiration comes up... like now. I just hope I can finish this fic soon because I'm starting to pick up a story line for it... when before... I think I was just aiming for no plot... like in many of my other fics... I'm going to try and put a plot in this one... I hope it comes out okay... Please give me your comments about this fic and any suggestions about what you would like to see happen! I will consider writing it into the chapter if I feel that it will work with the plot. Thanks a bunch!

Takuma