Blue light shot across the wall, and a door appeared. Kai Goten glanced over at Kress. "Gohan, it has to be you to open it, your feelings about it are strongest," he said. Kress took a deep breath, and opened the door.

The three of them found themselves in a clothing store, where a woman came up to them, asking if they needed any help finding anything. Kress grunted to himself. Much easier doing this when you're not naked, he thought, pointedly ignoring the smirk that appeared on his brother's face.

Soon the three departed, and Kress glanced up at the sky. "The place we lived was on Mt. Pouzu, to the west," he pointed, lifting into the air.

The other two followed. "You know, Gohan, you can just sense father's energy," Kai Goten said, causing Kress to shoot him a glare. "Or not… Fine, let's do it your way," he said, sighing. He slowed just a bit to put him even with Prince Tarble. "Has he been sleeping? Eating? He hasn't eaten anyone, has he?" he asked quietly.

Prince Tarble cast him a glance as they flew. "Kress had some trouble at first, but he's really started to come around. And, no, he hasn't eaten anyone," he said.

"I can hear you both, you know!" Kress called back from where he flew.

Kai Goten smirked. "Yeah, I know!" he shot back impishly.

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When they arrived, Kress stopped across the clearing from the house, the other two landing behind them. He swallowed hard, and glanced at Kai Goten. "That's it," he said to his little brother, who was gazing at the place, wide-eyed. "That's where we both started."

Just then, a woman with black hair tied into a bun and a red dress came out of the house, with a basket of wet linens. She began to hang them one by one, and Kress took a step back. "I… I can't…" he whispered.

Kai Goten looked from him to the woman, then back. "Is… is that mother?" he asked softly.

Kress nodded, his eyes widened in terror. "I can't let her see me," he said, his voice shaking. "She can't see what I've become…"

Kai Goten frowned, glancing at the woman who was softly humming to herself. "She seems happy," he said softly.

Kress scowled. "Because her sons are alive and well on Earth," he grunted. "I won't diminish that happiness, by showing her what could have happened," he said.

"Then maybe you should start by talking to me," a voice said from behind them.

The three men turned around, to see a saiyan in an orange gi, carrying a fish three times his size. He put down the fish and stepped closer to them, scowling. "Gohan," he said by way of greeting, addressing Kress only.

Kai Goten was about to say something, but Prince Tarble placed a hand on his arm, and gestured with his head. The Kai was confused, but followed him as they walked some distance away.

When they stopped, Kai Goten asked, "What's wrong, Prince Tarble?"

The prince shot him a glance. "I'm given to understand you don't know much about our culture," he said softly.

Kai Goten shrugged. "I've been trying to learn. I speak with my grandfather, Bardock, in HFIL from time to time, and sometimes my uncle Raditz, though he doesn't like dealing with me much," he said, still confused.

Prince Tarble nodded. "Your father also doesn't know much about Saiyan culture, correct?" he asked.

Kai Goten nodded. "Yeah, like Gohan said, he suffered a blow to the head as a child, and doesn't remember anything about Saiyans. All our version of him knew was what he had learned from Uncle Raditz, and North Kai… and that wasn't much."

"Did they fight? Have they ever fought?" Prince Tarble asked.

"Yeah," Kai Goten said, frowning. "They were fighting when I got here the last time. Bardock had told me that they needed to. Is that what this is about?" he asked.

Prince Tarble frowned. "Saiyan families are more physical than they are verbal," he said. "You can tell how strong a relationship is between a father and his son by the way they fight. This 'human apology' he came to give, may be a token of obedience, but the rift between them will never truly be healed until they have a true spar. The last time they fought… it was one-sided, wasn't it?" he asked knowingly.

Kai Goten blinked. "Gohan is much stronger than father… I think he let father win," he said softly.

Prince Tarble nodded. "Kress feels immensely guilty about what he's done, but that guilt is eating away at him. He allowed your father to win because he wished to be punished. That's not a healthy attitude for a Saiyan to have about himself," he said, frowning. "I am surprised he is still alive. A Saiyan as conflicted as your brother would likely have thrown himself into the toughest battle he could, a battle he knew he could not win, so he could die like a warrior. Yet he has not done so," he mused.

Kai Goten nodded. "I stopped him from throwing his life away, and I told him what awaited whenever he died. I challenged him to stay in the world of the living, to try to help those who survived the damage he wrought," he said.

"That explains it, then," Prince Tarble said. He sighed. "When I spoke last with my father, before he was murdered, we fought. I fought well, with the best of my ability, and he cleaned the floor with me. In my heart, I always remember him, so strong, respecting me with that battle, with his strength. Your brother tells me you were not always a Kai. Before you were, did you ever have the chance to fight with your father?" he asked.

Kai Goten sighed. "I was lucky… I got to see him in Otherworld. We actually fought in a tournament against each other, and afterward, he helped train me to become a Kai. I remember the last time we fought, too," he said, smiling fondly.

Prince Tarble smirked. "That's what Kress needs. A good fight with his father, that will help them both. Until it happens, everything else, no matter how well-intentioned, is meaningless," he said.

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Kress glared at Goku, barely noticing that Prince Tarble and Goten were leaving. He frowned. "My brother tells me you demand an apology," he said.

Goku's scowl deepened. "That depends," he said, crossing his arms.

Kress mirrored the gesture. "On what?" he asked.

"On if you want to give one," Goku replied, his eyes narrowed. "You don't look like you want to."

Kress's eyes also narrowed. "You may be a different version of him, but you still look and act like my father. My father, who I hate, who I can never forgive. How can I want to apologize to you?" he hissed.

"What did your father do that was so wrong?" Goku demanded. "Tell me, so I know what I'm being blamed for!"

Kress clenched his jaw and looked away. "It's not your problem," he said. "I shouldn't have taken it out on you and your son. I'm sorry," he said.

"Not accepted," Goku said, then picked up the fish. "Come back when you can do better," he said, and walked up the path towards his house.