Chapter 12: Coincidence

A/N: Thanks for the approval of last chapter it makes me want to make this story better as were not even close to the first arc being done yet. Also please, as she thinks shes unworthy but she totally is. Go check out happygochi on tumblr. She needs it, and I need you to tell her that she is awesome and does amazing work creating the fanart for these chapters. Take five minutes send her a message and tell her that she's awesome please and thanks.

Gine was walking past the recovery wing of their house. The white medical walls and monitors were sealed behind a transparent door. A feeling of Deja Vu surfacing as she was once again seeing both of her children sealed inside rejuvenation tanks.

Kakarot having arrived on Vegeta-sei yesterday after a trip through stasis and would be spending the next thirty hours healing from quite the visible injuries. Raditz was in the other chamber for being the guinea pig of a new experiment for one Bulma Briefs, though it wasn't her actions directly. But the saiyan prince who had pushed Raditz- with Bardock's approval- with the newly minted Gravity chamber, though with only a setting of three times of Vegeta-sei's gravity to his son's limits until he had collapsed from pain and fatigue.

The newly fashioned training bots were ki reflective and could bounce blasts between them without fail. Which proved quite painful to Raditz who could not hope to match the prince's intensity.

Though Kakarot did not know, his father had the biggest grin on his face. Telling her, "Finally, that boy is learning. I heard all about his little diversion and losing Chi-Chi through the scouters. Though I was tempted to go out the second I heard he had actually lost her. I am truly pleased that I didn't."

"Now why would you be pleased?" Gine asked her mate as Kakarot was loaded up inside the rejuvenation chamber by Viv and Nevah, still heavily sedated from his trip back. The squad members had been merciful or relieved that Chi-Chi was alright. "He could've been quite seriously injured or even killed?"

Bardock waved that notion off. "Nonsense, a child of my blood won't die like that, Gine, you know that." He told her wrapping his hands around her waist affectionately. Making his little butcher blush as his tail wrapped around her own. "You gave me strong sons, but now I can actually see them turning into proper saiyan men. For the first time my son experienced a taste of my upbringing, while it wasn't the same as when I worried about you, the idea of losing something important and doing whatever it takes to get it back." He held up a finger in front of her face. "That is a lesson I can not teach, I can not beat into him. For once he felt fear, uncertainty, and a lack of control over his world. Where everything you think can go wrong does and that is something that I can never recreate in training or discipling him."

Gine pressed her lips together thinking of another question she wished to ask him, though it escaped her thoughts for the moment. Bardock was able to watch his mate's subtle brows furrowing, the way her tail tightened. How her body tensed and did not relax. He could read her like he was reading his own mind.

"You're wondering why I sent Chi-Chi, well I did want her to remind her that she is just a servant. Perhaps she'll be less vocal about her complaints in the future." Bardock said amused with himself, "But I also know the boy enjoys our caretakers company, Kakarot is either absorbed in what he likes or apathetic and he's made it a habit of being around her so I had no doubt Kakarot wouldn't truly risk her well being."

Gine released a hum as she thought about her mate's words. "So what were you planning on doing if something had actually happened to our new caretaker?"

Watching Bardock's eyes slightly avert away from her own, "Bardock…" her voice a low rumble.

He wouldn't tell her the truth, not that he ever probably intended too either. "I'd have taken care of it,"

Gine released a sigh, "Right, and with a seven day stasis trip, then locating her. Just how exactly would you be able to take care of that?"

"Lucious always provides good caretaker applicants." Bardock joked earning a pinch of his exposed hip. His mate's nails making it less than uncomfortable for him. She could see the slight twitch of his eyes, "Easy there, Gine. It worked out in the end and I'm pleased with the results."

Gine huffed and shook her head, "And you wonder why Raditz has the mindset that he does, just believe everything will work out. Sheesh I suppose when you courted me you just knew it would work out? Huh?" Her drool tone as she pushed away from her mate and tried to walk away.

Bardock grabbed her around waist, "I would never have put you to chance, my Gine." He spoke into her ear. Seeing his mate act dismissed by his words set his desire to remind his female that he had chosen her not because of chance, but because he wanted her. They had fought, bled, and lived together for almost five years. If he had believed it would've worked out, then he would've never of chosen Gine.

"I don't believe that." Gine challenged her hand's grabbing at his wrist, though it was a hollow words as Bardock's other hand around to her face and forced her to look at him. "You'll have to convince me."

He smashed his lips against hers, his hands ripping at her clothes in order to dominate her. Gine did not submit as she bit at his lips only driving up the heat in the room. Bardock's intensity increased as he threw the two of them into a nearby guest room. His foot slamming the door as he forced Gine to accept his lips upon her own. But she fought him and he'd be damned if didn't need to have her be the tough bitch that she was.

[***]

In the meantime someone had earned a little rest for her time spent in captivity. A caretaker was given the day off and a small stipend of five thousand imperial credits to go and spend as she wished dressed in her off duty garb of white spandex and the crest of Bardock on her chest, symbolizing her status as a elite house caretaker.

Though before she headed to the main city, Chi-Chi made a detour towards the massive yellow dome that had been built up on Vegeta-sei. The large words, Capsule Corporation, written boldly on the building, but not without the imperial seal of the royal family marked above it. A small sprawling town called, unoriginally. Capsule town.

An arrival of nearly one thousand humans to the planet who took up unoccupied space on the outskirts of the capital city. Enclosed in similar homes as to that of the main Capsule building that was being built up with the aid of their capulization tech, creating a city in less than a week, with everything pre planned, and set up in advance. An entire water system laid by digging out the ground and dropping a pre placed capsule to the specifications. Then repeating with the roads, houses, electrical which all came from a massive solar panel system that took advantage of Vegeta-sei's three suns. The entire facility was nearly independent save water, but food and produce were handled in a similar fashion as on Earth with a large fully mechanical farm ranging one thousand acres being worked with genetically engineered crops.

Self sufficient was the ideal situation as to not demand or ask too much of their saiyan partners.

Chi-Chi was amazed by it all as she flew overhead, feeling a sense of her old human life coming back to her. Regular people, wearing normal clothing and acting just the same. She could see stores, restaurants, and basic Earth things like parks, green grass.

It really feels like Earth…

Chi-Chi came down from the air and landed upon the sidewalk just outside a large yellow domed building. Her eyes just marveling at everything around her, her eyes however scanned and saw a small gathering of people. Though they strayed away from what she would consider normal but a symbol caught her eye.

It was an old japanese character… The school of the turtle hermit? Impossible. But she could recognize that old symbol anywhere. It was a clear mark on the backs of two of the men standing out front, one a shorter bald man, the second was a taller leaner man with black hair and many scars. Next to them was another bald man but tall, his garb white, yellow and green. The last on matched the the same clothing of green yellow and white but was pure white in color, wearing a black head covering with a red ball.

This was… crazy. Just what were these guys doing here, they didn't appear to be scientists, or even engineers.

As she approached she heard an old familiar voice. "Alright boys, it's time for you to start training. I know we need to knock off some of that fighter rust, so let's do two hundred laps around the city for a warm up, then one thousand push ups and crunches." An older gentleman hidden behind the group, his white beard, hawaiian shirt, sandals, and thick pair of sunglasses.

"Aww come on, Master Roshi. Can't we just-"

"No-! I've gotten soft on you, all of you. Now let's get started. Chop Chop!" He said clapping his hands. The group releasing a groan before taking off.

The old turtle hermit smiled before doing his training. Grabbing a lawn chair he set out to catch a nice nap before the kids came back. And… possibly sneak in some good reading, I'll have to wait until I find the saiyan aerobic channels! Eheheheh! Despite his world changing the old man didn't have any thoughts about himself doing any of that.

But as he felt the energy signatures fade he sensed another presence, a strong one. Though he couldn't feel it being a saiyan power. Their energies were much more pulsing in his mind as oppose to a humans which felt more balanced.

A young woman was there, though her apparel was that of a saiyan. He did not recognize the crest on her chest. "Hmm. Strange…" He thought out loud. "Pardon miss, how might an old man help you?"

Chi-Chi approached, she recognized this man and that name. "Are you Roshi? The turtle hermit?" Her eyes studying him as if she was already expecting a certain answer.

"Well I think you already know that answer, most people don't ask me that question normally. But forgive an old man for not recognizing you, perhaps you were one of my students or maybe someone from television?" Namely the dancing, stretching kind? He didn't bother adding his thoughts as this woman was on par with his students.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me, I'm the Ox-King's daughter." Chi-Chi sighed her eyes falling slightly. She had only been five when she met Master Roshi. "It's been nearly two decades since you saw me back on your island."

"What!?" The old man barked, "You can't be Chi-Chi? I thought you were de-" He caught himself before he said it, but he'd already said more than enough.

Chi-Chi looked away. "Everyone did, when my mom and dad were found dead everyone probably assumed I had been killed as well." It wasn't like she expected to be recognized, she barely knew anyone from Earth before she had left it.

Her fresh start, that new life and peaceful existence from her home world. 'What am I doing? This isn't going to change what happened.'

"I'm sorry child, for even my age I sometimes lose my composure. I didn't mean to being up those thoughts. Might I have forgiveness?" He bowed his head slightly to her exposing the bright shine. His old words showing true sincerity.

"It's alright, you don't have to apologize." Chi-Chi not trying to be bothered by her past anymore. Well the parts she didn't want too anyway. "Sorry for troubling you, I'll be on my way." Chi-Chi tried to make a hasty move for the entrance but for an old man he was remarkably quick and blocked her path.

"Now, now I wouldn't be your mother and father's teacher if I did not show some level of decorum to their only daughter. I respected your parents and would see them as my own children, they worked and trained under me for years, there is no way I could say something like that and not act as if it wouldn't hurt you, the daughter of Ox." Roshi slipped off his glasses, squinting slightly at the woman in front of him.

"I've gotten over it." She lied.

Shaking his head, "There is no getting over that, child, I loved your parents. Though I do not know the circumstances as to why you are here on Vegeta-sei it is not my place to ask you of that." He sighed a sad smile as he looked towards the ground. "If you ever need help I will offer what I can. I know your parents and I know they would do anything for a student of mine. Just the same let me offer you that same promise." Holding up his hand to her giving her a kinder smile. "No matter the time, the place, I would be here for you, daughter of Ox."

"Thanks but it's not necessary, really." Chi-Chi said holding up her hand. Watching the old man's face fall flat but he did not press the issue.

"I see…" Disappointed, "Well the offer still stands."

Chi-Chi side stepped around Roshi without glancing back as the older man watched her leave. His mind wondering just a little more about what was transpiring with that girl. Old rumors and thoughts about her swirled in his mind but he did not let them dwell for too long. Afterall he had a well deserved nap ahead of him!

Chi-Chi headed inside of the main compound where she saw several women were working at computers. Guessing they were receptionists as their heads were focused looking down. Approaching them she stopped as they looked up, It was then Chi-Chi noticed something as the three women looked up at the same time.

"Hello, welcome to Capsule corp. How may we help you?" All three voices spoke in unison as Chi-Chi quickly realized something.

"They're robots!?" Chi-Chi said aloud to the machines who giggled.

"We are basic androids, house servants for the Brief Family, not robots." They had well crafted facial features but their features were a bit more metallic than human as Chi-Chi could note the small grafts on their limbs. Eyes a clear cerulean blue and frames built to quite human specifications.

"Our programming is based off a human mind, we are just a first generation display model. Our sentience is apart of our artificial intelligence. Now Miss how may we help you?"

"Well, is Bulma here? I'm Chi-Chi and I was wondering if I could speak with her."

"Very well, please wait in the lobby we will send a message to Bulma Briefs immediately, but if she is not available we would ask that you please set up an appointment for future visits." The androids kindly responded before going back to their work. Though Chi-Chi felt a tad unnerved by them she pushed it down moving to take a seat in the lounge area.

There was already a television up and apparently Earth broadcasts, but they probably could just be old reruns she wasn't exactly sure how long the years ran between Vegeta-sei and Earth. The amount of hours, time and all sorts of things she wouldn't try and wrap her head around. On a world that was lit for more than 99% of the year it was hard to tell when a new day began and ended outside of her sleeping schedule.

Her eyes glanced up to the television, watching the morning talk show hosts on the Morning Coffee. It seemed like everything appeared to be back to normal on Earth.

A strange feeling ebbed into her mind. The poor satire, menial jokes, and pointless banter. Go back to normal, how can anyone just forget what happened to us or act like it won't happen again? Don't you remember how people were fleeing in terror not more than a decade ago, the entire world was almost ready to be destroyed and we act like it never happened.

Chi-Chi hadn't been proud of what had happened back on Earth after she had found her parents dead. She had slipped into a place she wanted to forget and remember at the same time. It was the reason she was found by Lucious and was quickly given an offer that would take her from Earth. Have her move away from all of the things she had done.

Yet my past seems to follow me, I came here to get away from Earth and yet it doesn't seem to want to leave me alone.

"Oh, hey Chi-Chi."

The caretaker's head swiveled around to see Bulma walking out, a green tank top and blue jean shorts with a white lab coat. Her hair tied back into a messy ponytail. The heiress waved Chi-Chi over.

"How have you been? You left Vegeta-sei for about three weeks, Bardock said you were working on something." Bulma asked as the other woman nodded.

"You could call it work, but anyway I see Bardock enjoyed your gravity chamber. I'll assume the reason that Raditz is stuck in a rejuvenation chamber is because Bardock hasn't been holding back?" Chi-Chi offered the scientist a smile as she came over to her.

"Well partly, but mostly it's that arrogant asshole of a prince. He's been driving me nuts with his demands," Clearing her throat for a moment as she spoke in a highly pompous voice -poorly- pretending to the saiyan prince. "Can't you build something that lasts, woman? Why doesn't it go higher? Fix it! Fix it again, I said fix it," Bulma let her impersonation fall over. "Yeesh that guy can't take a moment to just relax. "But enough about him, what's up?"

Chi-Chi pulled out two capsules, "something you might like. A warp drive device." Clicking it she revealed a large armband style device. "It creates a ripple in time space, or how it was explained to me allowing you to pass through objects at near light speed. Although it is inaccurate and can get you killed so… don't use this yourself." Chi-Chi said quickly killing the bright look on Bulma's face. "But this one I think you'll like." Clicking the second capsule she revealed her battered set of power armor. "Some old tech, but its functional. It enhanced my abilities by nearly four times over and it's quite durable."

Bulma eyed her new toys with a slight rub of her chin. "Not bad, not bad, I could make use of some of these. So what would you like for them?"

"The warp device I don't care about, but if you could upgrade that power armor and make it more practical to equip and streamlined I'd like to have another pair around. Though if you can make something better yourself I'd like that." Chi-Chi admitted.

"Any reason?" Bulma asked curiously though her focus was on the equipment. But as she did her father came into the picture. The old man's scientific quirk telling him something had just arrived on instinct alone.

"I can see something interesting out here, Bulma." Dr. Briefs said an amused grin on his face, an unlit cigarette in his mouth and a black cat named Scratch on his shoulder. The old scientists face looked to Chi-Chi. "Who's our guest?"

Bulma gestured to the other woman, "This is Chi-Chi one of the caretakers for House Bardock. She's the one who got Bardock and Raditz to assist with the gravity chamber prototype construction and testing. So she's kind of my resident expert on the saiyans."

"Ah I see, wonderful to meet you Miss Chi-Chi." The doctor having a broad smile, "I'm Bulma's father Dr. Briefs. Pleasure to meet you."

"Oh please Chi-Chi will suffice though." She was once again being put in front of another person she'd never meet back on Earth. "I'm more of a worker on Vegeta-sei, technically I know some things about House Bardock but that's about all I really know."

The old doctor just smiled, "It would still make you far more knowledgeable about these saiyans than myself dear girl." He chuckled, "We have all sorts of opportunities working with the royal family to expand our relationships within the saiyan empire and any knowledge is good. Provided one uses it the way they are supposed too. But I'll take these if you don't mind Bulma and start tinkering."

"Oh come on, Dad, I just got these, I haven't gotten the chance to dig into them." Bulma half whined as her father laughed.

"I know dear, but the gravity room is broken again." He stated calmly, it was an almost common multiple day occurrence for the most part.

There was a short paused before Bulma nearly erupted. "What!?" her hands clenching as she almost tried to tower over her father. "I just fixed it two hours ago!"

"Eh, I know that Bulma but the prince is-"

"Oh Vegeta broke it! Give me my god damn tools and I'll fix his broken saiyan ass right now!"

Dr. Briefs attempted to calm his daughter as Chi-Chi excused herself, deciding that it probably wasn't the best of time for her to be asking for much more as no doubt the oh so volatile relationship she had seen between the prince and the heiress wasn't going to be helpful to her in anyway.

Chi-Chi made her way out of the new capsule corp headquarters before taking off in the air. Deciding to just go and truly experience the world of Vegeta-sei. Heading to one of the main hubs of Scicundos. A trading hub and large gathering of saiyan population. But also in addition it had the other highest portion of non saiyans, other aliens all brought together.

It was a place where someone could go and find something that you couldn't find anywhere else, or maybe enjoy certain luxuries in the same regard.

[***]

Having slipped away from his father, the son of Paragus had wound up out in the world, though recognizable by most saiyans by his armor. He wasn't given any real measure of respect for his position, the only thing he'd shown was in his physical strength. Yet there was always the stigma associated with him, he was weak and required saving as a child.

A true disgrace, a saiyan who needed rescue. Even an infant his power was expected to be great as the son of an elite. But of course all knew the story of his long imprisonment and subsequent hell. It was only mockery that he hadn't bothered to look up into the full moon as a newborn. Was he that slow or that stupid?

He had decided to frequent the usual trading hub, looking for something that might peak his interests for awhile. There was nothing in particular, it could be some alien technology, a new food provisioner, or whatever just happened to catch his eye at the moment.

He landed on the edges and made his way inside, almost casual in his movements, crossing his arms he walked through the masses of people that were moving all about the trade city.

His above average height allowed him to peer through the near packed levels of people, it was almost shoulder to shoulder as people made their way around. Eyeing several stores that were occupied by the Shal'aan merchants.

Trading in very rare properties that were mostly stolen, killed for, or even traded for honestly. The later being far more rare for this race of creatures. Covered mostly in metal, their faces obscured as to avoid anyone knowing their identity, not that one would because the metal was practically melted onto their flesh.

So it would be difficult to know what they looked like before the procedure and even afterwards. Hawking whatever goods they could to the naive mostly.

Broly's eyes looked around though and as he did his eyes caught a white flash. An odd color for anyone to be wearing, on Vegeta-sei. Saiyans were primarily blue and black, other races dabbled in more exotic color patterns. But Broly wasn't used to seeing anyone wearing white.

Wait… only certain people can wear that color… could she be, no, she hasn't been on world for weeks. Broly tried to imagine that this wasn't what he saw.

But what if it is? Broly couldn't have asked for a more golden opportunity. He began marching through the crowds trying to find out if perhaps, through the slimmest of margins, Chi-Chi would be out here by herself.

Though his heightened senses didn't do him any good as her scent would be covered up, and with so many people he would have difficulty seeing her. The stalls and shops would make excellent cover and all of the barking and yelling certainly would make hearing her even more of an issue.

Passing through shop after shop, he looked for a sign of her…

"Hey-! Get your hands off of me, you can't touch me!"

Broly's head snapped to the sound of that voice. The almost shriek caught him by surprise, without hesitating his ears sent the son of Paragus around a corner. Shoving people out of his way, their angered yells and cries of displeasure missed by the saiyan who heard yell out again.

"Let go of me! I paid for it!" Her voice crying out more panicked as Broly's ears honed in on it. His focus driving him faster.

The beating of his heart was all that he was hearing as his vision tunneled, turning the rest of the world to a gray blocky color leaving nothing but the growing rage. That someone else would be touching her, low borne scum!

Coming to a large rounded market stall, an open browsing shop, he saw her. Chi-Chi was being held up by two saiyans. Each one grabbing her arm, holding her up off the ground. A third eyeing her with clearly disgusting intent.

"You didn't pay," A well rounded saiyan much like Boros said with his two smaller cohorts. Just a few inches taller than Chi-Chi, their partial spiked mohawks on their heads clearly intentional as they matched all three.

"Bullshit! I gave him what he asked." Chi-Chi spat back at this pompous brute of a saiyan.

"Such a mouth, you should know your place here, slave." The saiyan holding her mocked as the two others snickered, clearly they were amused with her.

"I'm a caretaker, you know exactly what will fucking happen if you do anything to me." She growled at them earning only another rolling laughter.

"The elites won't know, besides I don't see Bardock here…" He grinned, "Besides you don't have any-"

A massive fist crashed into the saiyan's face, time slowing as the saiyan's face twisted, his eyes closing and spit coming from his mouth. Then his body was sent blasting through the wall and digging into the ground several meters down.

The other two saiyans released Chi-Chi, pulling their hands back ready to fight the new intruder as the dust cleared from the burst of speed of his entrance. Their eyes looking as a large figure slowly became visible, black rigid spiked hair rose up through the dust and debris. Falling lower to reveal the purple and green armor that covered a thick muscular frame of a saiyan.

"Ah fuck, is that-" One started as a snarl cut him off.

"I am Broly, son of House Paragus and an elite." Broly's clenched fists shook at his side as he slowly marched forwards. Looking at both of the weaker opponents with nothing short of hatred, "Insulting one elite house is the equivalent of insulting the royal family."

Chi-Chi who had been just as taken off guard by the arrival of Broly had her eyes light up at her new graceful savior. Feeling fortunate that perhaps there was someone watching out for her and happy to see that it was indeed Broly.

"I can kill you where you stand, or you can stand and take a beating the likes of which you have never experienced… even if you think i'm damaged. I will be more than happy to demonstrate my own power!" Clenching his fists together and dropping into a slightly squat Broly's aura began to slowly engulf him.

The scouters on the saiyans faces quickly sparked to life showing a power reading just over ten thousand!

"I'll give you a second to think it over."

"It's not like-"

"Time's up." Broly exploded forwards his fist burying into the gut of the saiyan holding her right arm driving him upwards and over. Slamming his body into the concrete.

Broly quickly rounded on the other saiyan his elbow crashing through his guard and smashing him square in the face. Driving him backwards and taking him into the same ground, his head bouncing through the hard rock and planting as his body flipped and he landed flat on his back. Blood flowed from his now injured face, the small groans of pain escaping from the saiyans who had dared touch Chi-Chi like that were music to his ears.

Touching that which did not belong to them, feeling the old rush in his veins as when he had fought Kakarot. The fool had dared to mock him acting as if-!

His focus shifted as he moved to Chi-Chi. She had dusted herself off and smiled brightly as Broly approached. "Oh, thank goodness you were here."

Broly smiled back at her, "They were fools, I punished them accordingly." Looking as Chi-Chi was holding a small box in her hand he missed how she openly put her arms around him. Her hands were touching his back, her cheek rested against his chest. Her raven black hair tickled his abs.

He had wanted, dreamed, and imagined to know what she would feel like. Since that gathering so long ago he could not have believed that it would happen like this. That he might have to actually steal a touch or a caress from her. But she had come over to him and openly embraced him.

It stunned him, when had anyone ever done this before? He couldn't recall a single moment of his life where anyone had done this.

So surprised Broly didn't even react to the act, his rational brain failing him as it was over too soon. "Thanks, Broly, but what were you doing out here?" She pulled back and catching the slightly bewildered expression on his face. His eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape and his hands just hung idle down at his sides.

But the saiyan caught himself and brought his normally neutral expression back. "What were those fools bothering you about." He asked watching as the three fools were still twitching in the ground, their sub two thousand power levels weren't anything compared to him.

"She didn't pay me the money I was owed!" A voice yelled out, a new figure emerging from the open store market. A hunched older being, wearing a thick shalka covering his wrinkled fingers appearing as he flailed an angry hand at her.

"I paid you two thousand! You can't decide after I pay for it that it's worth more, you old jerk!" Chi-Chi fired back at the angry old man. She quickly remembered how angry she was previously after being almost robbed by the saiyans.

"It's worth twice that much and if you refuse to pay for it I will-" His voice dying as Broly appeared and grabbed him by the throat.

Despite the chaos business carried on as usual, most people sparing a glance but not caring either way, this was a saiyan world. Sometimes deals were made with just a little bit of violence or death if you crossed the wrong person.

As long as it wasn't common place by your practice, most saiyans cared little about the coming and goings of other races. Broly however stuck out, and his status as an elite carried heavy weight. Only another elite or royal family could meet out punishment against him for his actions here and now.

"Are you aware of saiyan rank you wrinkled prune?" Broly growled, squeezing just tightly enough as to prevent the being from dying but making it a struggle for the old man to draw breath. "I could break both of your arms and legs if I wanted for daring to insult the honor of another elite house."

"Buchh, she… owwed me… moneehhh." His voice garbled in pain as his fingers were bare swipes against the huge bicep holding him upright.

"Money or not, do you have the rank to send saiyans to touch a caretaker? Yes or no?" Broly shouted at him hefting up higher into the air with a single arm. The thinning gray hairs were exposed as his shawl fell from his head exposing a pathetic old man to Broly's eyes.

The man's voice sputtering as Broly's fist began to close around his throat tighter. Watching your head burst might make me feel a tad better about having whatever shit you hired to hold up Chi-Chi. Broly's lips twitched slightly into a grin as the man's face began to turn red.

Helpless cries and retching gurgling were all that soon escaped.

A hand touched his arm, his black eyes looking to Chi-Chi. "Let him go, he isn't worth it Broly."

Conflict flashed through him, everything inside of him told he should kill this man. Let his blood fountain from his burst head and drench the blood red ground for another one of the fools who would defy him. But this woman… her words flowing from her red lips, brown eyes a calming brown.

Whatever it was that made this woman unique, he wanted to comply with her demands. His hand released the old man, causing him to fall to the ground sputtering and coughing for air with deep hacking coughs. The bruises starting to form already.

"Even if he is a crook, death won't make this any better. Come on I got what I wanted anyway." Chi-Chi gestured for him to follow and Broly did without question, his eyes not even once glancing back at the old man and the three saiyans yet to move.

Broly followed Chi-Chi who opened up a small brown case, her purchase from earlier. From a glance he could tell it was an holo projector, an uncommon little trinket, Broly knew of the devices as they had a small price tag attached but it held no value to him. Though as he could tell it held something of merit to Chi-Chi.

"You bought a holo device?"

Chi-Chi nodded, "Yeah Viv told me about these, they can project all types of media into a physical form that suits the viewer. Turning a book into a movie and vice versa and she told me that this place would probably have them. Though two thousand saiyan credits was a little pricey," It was a little under half of her stipend. "But I certainly am happy you were there. I doubt that four thousand was going to be in credits."

He snorted, "You shouldn't have come here alone. This place is a den of savage traders and low born filth." He was fortunate to have been here at the right time, and the right place.

"I know," She sighed, "But finding a holo projector would be hard in the imperial city and this one is a bit older but works all the same." The saiyan couldn't argue with that, as it probably would've been three times that cost. Though she turned to look at him a curious stare in her eyes. "What exactly were you doing here," She smiled playfully, "Not stalking me are you?" Batting her eyelashes and being a little flirty with the saiyan whom seemed to like her playful attitude last time. He liked it before, so I don't see why he wouldn't like it now.

The son of Paragus wouldn't admit that he had inadvertently stalked her. She being here and him being here was a coincidence, but his senses had led him to her. "I just looked for a chance to slip out. I sometimes find interesting items here, things that my father wouldn't allow me to purchase with his knowledge." He shrugged his shoulders as Chi-Chi nodded and then looked forwards. Her eyes missing that Broly had gotten closer to her, but she felt his presence. That aura that he commanded was almost pulsing.

Becoming more in tune with sensing ki energies had sort of become a habit for her. It wasn't a skill she had mastered while back on Earth, but she had developed a partial ability for it. Sensing the fluctuations in the saiyans energies helped her determine their moods. Though it was still a mostly work in progress for her. Perhaps master Roshi would be able to show me how to do it. Thinking about the old teacher of her parents for a moment as they had tried teaching her before their deaths. But she couldn't do it on command, it sort of happened.

So now she could feel Broly and his energy which was almost overwhelming, she should be suffocating with what she was being surrounded by. But she pushed it aside as probably it was just an after effect of his little brawl and he was high on that saiyan fighting testosterone thing. I guess?

"So… Broly, are you doing anything?" Chi-Chi asked as she capsulated her little purchase and then looked at him giving him a smile.

"Not particularly," He partially lied. The saiyan was doing something, he was staying by her. Broly had been denied seeing her and having her so close now was all that he'd been wanting. Yet he felt conflicted that he should be more forward about talking with her as they had been on the balcony. Though he wasn't, he was just walking beside her. Maybe it was just her company?

"Mind joining me? I'd like to look around a bit more, there's some other things Viv and Nevah said I should look at buttt- after that little incident i'd like a little protection around. So what do you say?"

"You'd like me to join you?" He was a bit surprised, truthfully he'd thought that she'd leave him like before. However, here she was asking him to stay? Broly couldn't have imagined a better scenario.

"Well sure and just to be fair, I'll throw in one free dinner on me next week. Just drop by and i'll have it ready for you if you be my… my.. Hmm." Chi-Chi didn't want to call him her babysitter, or bodyguard. That seemed a little too professional? Bringing her hand to her chin Chi-Chi stopped to come up with a better word.

It came quickly her index finger shot up from her hand as she hit her palm with the fist she had just made. "How about we make it a date?"

" A Date?" Broly was confused, clearly this was a human term. A date was time or a mark on a calendar.

"Oh jeez, yes you saiyans don't know what dates are. It's where a man and a woman just share each other's company because they get along and like each other." It was probably over simplifying it a tad, but Chi-Chi didn't want to explain further than that as Broly probably wouldn't care to hear her prattle on about it.

He couldn't have asked for a better term. He smiled almost laughing. "Fine then… a date." A light chuckle escaping his mouth that he felt his heart beating faster as she smiled and looped her hand around his arm.

"Perfect! Now come on I saw something earlier but I didn't…" Her voice trailed off to Broly who felt her now so close, her fingers touching the top of his palm as she lead him on a date. He couldn't have asked for more.

R&R

Kerghan