Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Toriyama does. I do own the Idsarjins, the character of Tomique aka Tomakt, the mate I have made up for Raditz, Jeannie aka Dragon Womyn. I don't own Full Metal Alchemist, Aniplex does. I don't own the Demon, he's property of KISS and Dark Horse comics. My thanks to my reviewers! I hope you like the ending!

Epilogue: Where I belong!


She exited Capsule, walking towards the place where Jeannie and Christine had made their home. As she entered, she saw that the door was left ajar. Tomakt glanced around the small apartments, narrowing her eyes in confusion.

"What the hell?" she asked. A servo bot was cleaning the room carefully.

"Professor Tomakt? Query?"

"Where is the occupant?"

"Ma'am Mrs. Jeannie has vacated the premises."

"As of when?"

"As of early this morning," said the bot. "All her possessions were cleared and capsulated."

"Did she clear it with the Prince?"

"Negative. There was no record of her departure."

"Excuse me," Tomakt said as she rushed down the hall. She flipped on her scouter, tracing for any signal of Christine or Gene. To her horror she found none.

The next destination was the guest quarters that Gene had been assigned. As she depressed the control, she heard no response. Her scouter showed no signs of battle power except a residual trace. Again she tried the door, only to find no answer.

"Override omega three ten!" she growled. The door-clicked open, hissing as it slid back.

Tomakt entered, glancing around the small space. To her shock there were KISS posters on the walls, and a neat stack of CDs burned freshly next to a stereo. A small IPOD lay on the sofa, next to two neat piles. Slowly she picked up what was a suit of Elite student Saiyan armor. As she rushed through the apartment she saw the items of clothing given to Gene were neatly folded and set to the side. Yet other personal effects were gone.

"Shimatta, they said they'd leave in a week," she said, glancing around.

A bleeping came over her scouter, "Professor Tomakt! Report in!"

"Tomakt here, Cabernet. I'm in Christine's quarters and they've been raided!" she called.

"What? I was going to ask you if you'd seen any sign of Trainee Christine or Jeannie because they failed to report to duty! You said they're GONE?"

"I thought you knew! They left armor and little else!" Tomakt called.

"Great Galaxy, hold on!" Cabernet barked.

Another presence startled her, and she turned to see Napa standing there, with Vegeta at his side. "What the FUCK is going on here, Tomakt?" Vegeta barked.

"Your Majesty, I thought you knew they were gone!" Tomakt gasped.

"Since WHEN?" Vegeta snapped, pushing into the quarters. "What the HELL happened? Where ARE they?"

"You tell me!" she gasped weakly, sinking to the nearby easy chair.

"Nappa, when was the last time you said you saw them?"

"Earlier last night sire. That's what I was trying to tell you! I thought you should see for yourself but it looks like the whelp here already beat us to it!" Napa snapped.

"When did you notice this? Didn't you THINK to override the door?" Vegeta snapped.

"Sire, I figured her mate would be pissed, but looks like Professor here had the idea anyway!" Napa glanced around.

"Search the building!" Vegeta barked. "You, third class, get that mate of yours and start looking in the labs! I want to know where and when they were last seen!"

"But Sire I thought you'd given them leave to go!" Tomakt said weakly.

"Damn it, the fucking NERVE of those ungrateful brats!" Vegeta cursed in Saiyanese. "That tears it!"

"You saw they left their armor," Tomakt said, holding the bundle of Christine's personal effects. "Jeannie too."

"They've made their choice," Vegeta said quietly, tossing the armor back to the sofa. "Ungrateful bitches."

"She said she'd leave in a week!" Tomakt shook her head.

"Fucking goddamn… get your tail out of here and you and that third class Radditz start searching! They might not have gone far!" Vegeta yelled.

"At once!" she gasped, rushing out of the room. As she levitated down the corridors she passed Jeannie's room, where Nappa was tearing through what he saw.

"Vegeta, same story here," he called, carrying the pile of Jeannie's abandoned armor. "And there's a scrap of paper."

"Give it here, moron!" Vegeta snapped. He grabbed the white envelope and read the enclosed paper.

"No sign of them?" Cabernet asked, seeing Tomakt shoot across the lawn of Capsule.

"Nothing. It was all cleaned out. You?"

"I checked the GR, and the training complex. All the lockers that they owned were cleared out except anything resembling Saiyan armor or scouters. I'd say they left in a hurry," she said.

"Any capsules missing?"

"A couple dozen cases. I've been trying to get hold of the Princess, but she's not answering her messages," said Cabernet.

"Tomakt chan!" someone shouted. She saw Raditz rush in, carrying something in his hands.

"Where are they?"

"I was going to ask you! Something's been stolen from the lab!" Raditz cursed.

"Show me!" Tomakt gasped, rushing after him. They streaked through the corridors, scouters open to full range as Cabernet and Napa rocketed off to search West City. Vegeta's cursing could be heard for hundreds of yards as he shot through the corridors of Capsule's mansion, then rocketed off to find Bulma.

"They're not in the labs, are they?" Tomakt panted.

"No. A whole bunch of capsules containing generators and other supplies for disaster relief were missing. I just checked the inventory," he said.

"The dimensional jump equipment," Tomakt panted. Raditz gave her a horrified look as she burst into Bulma's private lab.

"What the HELL is going on here?" Bulma screamed. "Who stole the AE 35 unit?"

"That's what WE want to know! They're gone!" Raditz called.

"What's this about them being gone? I just got a message and raced BACK here, to find a whole bunch of stuff missing? What kind of guards ARE you clowns?" Bulma yelled.

"Don't blame them woman," Vegeta snapped, as Tomakt and Raditz both dropped to one knee. "The answer is clear."

"What answer. Vegeta, tell me what the FUCK is going on or so help me…" Bulma yelled.

"They've left, woman," said Vegeta angrily. "I think you'll find the missing capsules and your dimensional equipment was put to use by two former students of mine."

"Why didn't they just ASK For it if they wanted it?" Bulma yelped. "The prototype wasn't completely tested yet!"

"What else is missing?" asked Tomakt. "Are the Destroyer prototypes you were studying gone as well?"

"Yes but why… oh kuso you don't think that…" Bulma trailed off.

"Precisely woman. They've left of their own accord. I found their armor was left behind. Clear indication they have rejected their servitude to me," Vegeta snorted, arms folded across their chest. "It seems it's all explained in a note."

"Shit," Bulma gritted.

"Mistress, I found this in the lab," Raditz said.

"Why didn't you give it sooner?" Vegeta glared at him.

"I didn't wish to interrupt the Princess," Raditz apologized as Vegeta tore it from his grasp. Bulma stormed over and read over Vegeta's shoulder after he tore the envelope open.

"Humph the nerve. It seems that your friends have left some ridiculous cultural trash behind in trade for what they've taken, Tomakt,' said Vegeta, glaring at her.

"You mean KISS merchandise?" asked Tomakt.

"Is this some sick JOKE?"

"It's gene's warped idea of payment," said Tomakt.

A capsule tumbled out of the letter and rolled on the floor. Bulma leaned down to pick it up. She turned it around, glancing at Vegeta. He snorted, and she threw it down. When the smoke cleared a neat pile of gold and electrum bars gleamed at their feet.

"Where did they get this?" Vegeta mumbled.

"It's at least a million dollars worth of gold," Bulma gasped.

"Gene's a dragon," said Tomakt quietly. "Don't ask me how but somehow I think this is his way of paying for what he took."

"Humph useless metal. Although it has value, the fools have burned any bridges. Whatever those two ungrateful bitches do now is not my affair," Vegeta snarled.

"This one's addressed to you, by the way, female," Vegeta snapped, shoving an envelope into Tomakt's hand. "I found it in the Black Widow's quarters."

"She left without saying goodbye. Some friend," said Bulma hotly.

"I wash my hands of this," Vegeta said. "Don't just stand there gaping, fools. Report to duty! Go and patrol for any unusual dimensional rifts in case they somehow materialize again!"

"Come on," Raditz said, taking Tomakt's shaking hand.

"Go, female. Listen to your mate," Vegeta glared. Raditz gently helped Tomakt to stand as she clutched the paper in her hands. Her limbs didn't want to move of their own accord.

"Vegeta, this makes no sense!" Bulma shook her head.

"It makes sense if you're an ungrateful…" Vegeta ranted. The rest of his reply moved into rapid fire Saiyaneese. Yet it was unheard by Raditz and his departing mate.

"What say him?" Raditz asked, wrapping his strong arm around Tomakt as they hovered a thousand feet above West City.

Tomakt unfurled the note, shaking from head to toe. Raditz glanced over, struggling to make sense of the English block printing of Gene. He hadn't learned to read that long ago, at least Chikyuujin writing, so she shared her comprehension as she read it aloud:

"Hey there Monkey Lady,

Probably surprised that we've gone sooner then we thought, huh? Well we just got an SOS from Mona saying that Leader's on the move again. Apparently she's teamed up with the Golden Princess and her crew. That means we've gotta roll.

Sorry for ducking out on you and the others so abruptly. Christine wasn't for it, but long mushy good-byes would only make it worse. I'm sure your Prince is pretty pissed, but I'm sure he'll get over it when he reads her letter to him. I know it's some Saiyan tradition to leave behind what you've been given for a clean break. Cutting ties are the best way to get things done, in my humble opinion. Less mess.

But that doesn't mean we're cutting out on you forever. You've got a good thing going here. A second chance with a man who's nuts over you. A job with benefits, and two kids with two buns in the oven. Not a bad gig. Stick with it a while. We'll be fine. Don't think you've gotta come to the rescue cause we've got things covered. We all have difficult choices to make, and you've made your bed. Now you gotta lie in it and enjoy some of the games between the sheets.

Tell Mr. Funny man that he's okay. And that Paul's watching him. He's not so stupid as you might think. And tell his royal Whyness King Kong that he needs to lighten up. Being pissed only works for so long before it ruins his pr. Tell that blue haired sex goddess wife of his to get him laid a bit more. While I like the fact he doesn't apologize for who he is, he needs to lighten up. And those Special Forces, they're no pushovers. You've all got your hands full on this end. Let us handle things here and we'll be fine.

Keep a hand on that talisman. I'm sure your boys will be able to hack it. We'll give a shout when we're ready. If we need backup, you know how to reach us. Or we'll reach you first. But enjoy your life because it's a good one. One that I wouldn't mind having.

Stay strong and take life by the horns or by the tail, no pun intended.

Yours truly,

Gene

P.S. I'm sorry I grabbed your tail. Big mistake. I hope your mate isn't gonna kick my ass for that one. Cause Christine will stand in line. Now that I've got one part of the time I know it's gotta smart.

PPS, get that monkey mate of yours laid more often. He needs a good deal more sex. Hell, all you Saiyans need a good screw cause you're such grouches. Might do you some good.

"Humph, sounds like he's got some sense after all," Raditz said quietly as she folded the note. Turning Tomakt to face him, he cupped her face in his hands while wrapping his tail around her waist.

"You think?" she asked.

"You read it as plain as day on this world. The Prince will comprehend. It had to be this way, as Great Father Oorzu had ordained. It's not for us to question the fate meted out. Perhaps you do more good here. I know that I would not wish you to leave my side when I've finally found you," Raditz mumbled.

"Sentimental fool," she groaned as he lowered his face to kiss her. Strangely she found she had no tears to cry because she understood this was where she belonged.

The End.