Tiny beams of light snuck through the blackout curtains in Tarro's room. One caught him on his left eye, alerting the little Saiyan it was time to get up. He attempted to get away from the annoying light the best he could. Tarro's tail came around to cover his eyes. However, the little Saiyan couldn't get away from the beams. He began to whine inside his crib. Not only was the light too much, Tarro felt his stomach gurgling.
Only moments later, the little once heard noises outside of his bedroom. The door opened quietly. Tarro's whines turned into small cries, hoping someone was in the room with him.
"Hey little man." A deep voice came from the other side of the space. A pair of warm, large hands picked up the little Saiyan, placing him against his chest. "What's got you in such a fuss?" Tarro immediately recognized the voice as his father's. The little Saiyan wrapped his tail around the man's wrist. He changed his son before the two exited his room.
As the two exit Tarro's bedroom, both of their stomachs begin to growl, causing Goku to laugh.
"Looks like I found the problem! We're gonna get you fed." The warrior mentions as he walks downstairs. After being at The Harmony Center all week, he wanted to take over the morning duties. Ellery's been getting her strength back slowly. Goku was going to do anything he could to help the process along. Goku began warming up Tarro's breakfast as he ransacked the fridge for anything he could munch on with one hand. The Saiyan found a couple fruits that he began to eat, humming softly as he waited for his little one's bottle to warm.
"Here you go, little man. Time for breakfast." Goku beamed at his son, maneuvering him into his arms. The warrior sat down in a rocking chair, moving back and forth gently as he watched Tarro. Still half asleep, the little Saiyan was trying to blink away the tiredness. However, he just ended up closing his eyes once again as he ate.
Goku chuckled softly as he observed Tarro. Just eating breakfast takes everything out of you huh? The warrior felt his son's tail lazily trying to find a spot on Goku's arm to lay.
I see how it is. Ellery's voice rang softly through Goku's mind. You don't even need me here, do you? The Saiyan woman's laugh could be heard coming from the stairs. Walking up behind the rocking chair, the young mother smiled at her partner and little one. "I thought you were going training this morning?"
"I was." The warrior smiled at his mate before gazing at his son once again. "But while I got ready, I heard our little man wake up. I didn't want to leave you with EVERYTHING to do when you got up. I figured I could help out a little before I leave." Goku used one hand to play with Tarro's ebony tail. "Besides, I sensed Vegeta is actually on Earth! I was gonna see if he wanted to go with me."
"Well it's much appreciated that you stayed to help." Ellery kissed Goku's cheek before she sauntered into the kitchen. "Have you eaten?"
"Just some stuff I could get in while I got Tarro set up this morning." The warrior turned the rocking chair around to face his partner in the kitchen. "I was putting my gi on when I heard him start to move around. I wanted to let you get some sleep since you've been waking up with him every morning."
The young woman nodded, pulling a couple of large pans out from the cabinet. "Then you're not leaving until you've had breakfast!" Ellery beamed, walking to the fridge to pick out several things. "I won't let my Kakarot train on an empty stomach."
Goku smiled brightly. "Your mom's the greatest." He whispered to his son as he finished eating. The Saiyan maneuvered him so that his head was on his shoulder. He rubbed and patted Tarro's back as he attempted to burp him. Getting up from the chair, the warrior made his way into the kitchen. "Smells amazing." Goku stated from behind Ellery.
As the two guys reach the stove, Tarro lets out all of the gas that was built up in his little stomach. The little Saiyan caused his parents to jump at the sound of his loud burp. Afterwards, he snuggled into his daddy's shoulder, closing his eyes once again.
"Thank you." The young woman smiled at her partner. "I've got some of the food done on the counter." Ellery pointed to the space across from her. "Tarro usually takes a nap after his morning feeding. You can lay him in the swing Bulma bought for us. He loves that thing."
"I think I'll let our company get some Saiyan baby time." The warrior looked towards the door. "I sense Bulma and her family are headed this way."
"Maybe you won't need to visit Lord Beerus and Whis after all." Ellery mentioned hopefully. "I know Vegeta will never turn down a chance to train."
"Yeah, but I know we'd get more out of our spar if we went to their planet." Goku leaned against the counter, giving his partner a pouty lip.
The young woman rolled her eyes as she chuckled. "You know I'm not going to stop you from going, Kakarot. I just like having you around the house."
"I know, Princess. I love being here with the two of you." Goku kisses her forehead before he goes to the door, opening it as their guests arrive.
"Hey!" Bulma waved happily to her best friend.
"What brings you guys over?" The warrior asked curiously.
"Vegeta won't admit it, but he wants to see his nephew." The bluenette laughed has her husband smacked her arm playfully. "He's been talking about it since he came home two days ago."
"Two whole days?" Goku's eyes widened. "You're not slacking on your training, are 'ya?"
"Look who's talking." Vegeta scoffed, his arms crossing as he looked at his sparring partner. "I can't remember the last time I saw you train, Kakarot."
"Well whaddya say?" The warrior excitedly questioned. "We could spar right here! I'll show you I haven't gotten soft!" Goku felt his blood pumping through his veins quickly, his aura rising in anticipation of the spar with his friend.
The Prince chuckled, rolling his eyes at his sparring partner. "After I do what I came here for." Walking up the steps to their home, a smile crossed Vegeta's features as he looked at the tiny Saiyan in Goku's arms. "We have another full-blooded Saiyan in our ranks. This is something worth celebrating!"
Tarro heard his uncle's voice, and was intrigued by it. The way his father's aura increased around the smaller man was astonishing to him. Never before had the little Saiyan felt his dad's energy spike while being so close to him. When he was still growing, he would remember that same warm aura helping him grow. It got little Tarro's heart pumping, feeling the strong energy around him.
Vegeta gently took the little Saiyan from Goku's arms, holding him close. The Prince noted how much he looked like Ellery. He could see it in the shape of his nose, eyes , and lips. The hair, however, was all his father's. Vegeta smiled down at Tarro, sitting on the couch next to Bulma.
"He's so small." The bluenette mentioned as she leaned against her husband's arm. A dark ebony tail came around to wrap around Bulma's finger, causing her to gasp.
A smile crossed Vegeta's features as he looked at his wife. "He knows you're part of the family. Saiyan's use their tails as infants to establish bonds of trust with other adults. When we first arrived here, it was wrapped around Kakarot's wrist. I'd assume he does the same to Ellery."
"That's so interesting." Bulma whispered as she smiled at the infant in Vegeta's arms.
"No kids today?" Ellery questioned from the kitchen, grabbing her own plate of breakfast. She began eating with her partner, thankful for the company to watch Tarro.
"Mom and Dad wanted to take them to the new theme park that just opened." The Capsule Corp C.E.O mentioned. "They were so excited, I couldn't tell them no. So we took the opportunity to come and check on you guys."
"That sounds like fun!" Goku mentioned between bites of food. "I was going to head to Lord Beerus' planet to do some training. But since you showed up, Vegeta, would you like to spar with me instead?"
The Prince thought about the offer for a moment as he watched his nephew's eyebrows raise. "Sure, Kakarot, I'll spar with you." Vegeta looked down at Tarro, smirking. "Are you ready to watch your Uncle Vegeta kick your father's butt in a spar."
"Hey! Who says you're gonna win?!"
"If you hadn't been slacking on your training, you might stand a chance." The oldest Saiyan laughed. Looking at his wife, Vegeta slowly hands the little one to Bulma before he stands up. "I'll be waiting in the back yard for your ass-kicking." The Prince comments as he shut the door behind him.
Ellery chuckles, shaking her head as she looks at her partner. "Your little warrior is gonna be watching. You'd better give him a good first battle to witness."
"You bet I will." Goku kissed his mate before he ran outside.
Bulma reached into her pocket with her free hand, pulling out a small capsule. She clicked the top before tossing it onto the living room floor. Seconds later, a robot popped out. "What is my duty?" It asked in a monotone voice.
"Keep the house tidy. Please start with cleaning up the kitchen." The bluenette watched the robot speed into the kitchen, beginning with the dishes.
"Wow… I should've asked you for one of those two years ago." Ellery beamed. "Thank you so much!"
"I know it's going to be a lifesaver once this little one starts getting older. I remember when Trunks was growing up, it felt like I could never keep up with all the laundry and cleaning. Thank goodness I had several people to help me. I don't want you to drown in chores." Bulma placed a finger on his nose, watching his eyes cross before Tarro gripped it tightly. Standing from the couch, the bluenette looked at her friend.
"How have things been?"
"It's been hectic to say the least." The young mother mentions as the two make their way onto the back porch. As the two sit down, she watches her friend holding her little one carefully. "It's been nice being at home with him. I'm noticing he's starting to gain a little personality. He'll smile at things he likes, and you can definitely tell when he's not okay with something." Ellery chuckles.
"Watching him grow has been one of the highlights of my time with him."
"He's gotten a little longer since I last saw him." The bluenette mentioned as she noticed the look her friend was giving her. While she knew it was unintentional, every mother got that look on their face at least once. She stood carefully and walked over to Ellery, gently placing him in her arms.
"You grew up around Kakarot." Ellery looked at her best friend with a smile. She positioned the little Saiyan in her lap, allowing him to watch the spar from her arms. "Can you tell me anything about how Saiyan's grow as they get older?"
"Oh, it's been so long." Bulma sat back in her chair, recalling a memory that's nearly forty years old. "I remember the first time I met Goku, I thought he was a small child lost in the woods. If I had a size to compare him to, I'd say Gohan when he was about five years old. Goku tells me he was twelve years old, which at first I thought he was lying. Then, I saw his tail and knew he wasn't a normal boy.
"He stayed that size for a long while." The bluentte continued. "We parted ways and met again at a Martial Arts Tournament a few years later. At that point, he's almost tripled in size! If it weren't for his bright orange training outfit, I may not have known it was him. After I saw Goku that day, he got married to Chi-Chi and had his first son. I saw him again when Gohan was around four. Since then, it's been smaller amounts of growth that I've noticed. His muscles gaining mass because of his training, getting a little taller and broader shoulders. The one thing I'm jealous of, is that neither of them have lost their youthful glow yet, and they're almost in their sixties!"
"Well, Saiyan's do have a longer lifespan than humans." Ellery chuckled. "At least that's what Kakarot tells me. He's not sure how long a Saiyan would live if he stopped fighting. It was possible they could live for hundreds of years. But I don't know how much of that to believe."
"Vegeta's told me the same thing on more than one occasion." The bluenette scoffed. "I just hate seeing myself age while my husband looks just as good as the day I met him!"
"You look amazing, Bulma!" Ellery commented as she looked at her friend. "I'd say the two of you easily look the same age."
"You're just saying that." Blushing, the older woman loved being complimented on her looks. The blunette felt a rush of wind come to the porch, knocking both women back in their seats. As Bulma looked out, she noticed both men had already transformed. "They don't waste any time, do they?"
"Not when they're trying to show off." The young mother laughed as she looked down at her son. Tarro's little fingers had balled into fists and were rising in the air. "They have a future Saiyan warrior watching them. Isn't that right, little man?"
Tarro was unable to keep his eyes off the bright flashing lights in the sky. Normally, something so bright would hinder his vision, and hurt his little retinas. However, as he watched his father and uncle battle right before him, he was mesmerized by it. The way their energies were clashing and getting stronger by the second, made Tarro wonder what his little body was capable of. As he raised his fists in the air, he began to unclench them, reaching up towards the skies.
"You'll be flying before you know it." Ellery whispered to her little man. "Have a little bit of patience. The second your father knows you're wanting to spar, he's gonna start training you. I won't be able to save you after that." The young mother chuckled, kissing her son's cheek.
"You know it." Bulma agreed with a snicker. "Ever since Trunks let Vegeta know he was entering the Tournament, the two haven't stopped training. It was one of the reasons he came back home." Looking into the sky, the bluenette smiled. "I think the two of them are getting a lot closer now that Trunks wants to spar with his dad."
"He's going to have a great time!" The young mother beamed. "Is Goten going to compete as well?"
"I know he's asked Chi-Chi, but I never heard her answer." Bulma admitted. "I don't see her allowing him to. On the other hand, Goku would be over the moon if both of his sons were competing."
Tarro let out a small whine, throwing his fists down. Ellery looked down at the little Saiyan in her arms with wide eyes. "It sounds like all three of his sons want to compete." The young woman laughed as she took Tarro's hands in hers. She began to move his arms as though he were punching someone. "My little man is gonna be a warrior huh?"
The little Saiyan let out a yell, sounding like a miniature battle cry. Both women laughed as they fawned over the adorable infant in Ellery's arms.
