A/N: Well well. Here we get to see a whole new side to Goten XD This chapter contains more lemon, though a bit on the squicky side for me as it IS after all incestuous – something I'm NOT inclined to write or read, but for some reason it just fit in this story. I also believe I totally gave into peer pressure from the girls from Saiyanslash at the time XD

As you can probably see, we're gearing up for the end of the fic. Enjoy!

-Kaze

Chapter 8

Vegeta swam to consciousness, his dream fading quickly as he opened his eyes to look around his bedroom. He glanced at the alarm clock, which told him what he already knew; It was the wee hours of the morning, and the sun had yet to rise. He sat up, only to gasp in discomfort at the painful erection in his lap.

"Son of a fuck!" Vegeta exclaimed, throwing his blankets off to look at the offending swelling with a scowl. His eyes darted sideways as he tried to recall the dream; one that Goku no doubt had a starring role. Once again, Vegeta could smell him, as if the man was with him right then and there. Which was ridiculous, of course.

"Since he's not even in this fucking time period!" Vegeta growled, his hand moving to his arousal, long slow strokes abating the painful tightness somewhat. All he could remember was calling out his name…and feeling the most pleasurable climax he ever had in his life. Vegeta shook his head, his hand crawling to a stop as he flopped back onto his bed, staring at the ceiling miserably. "I wonder what he's doing right now?" Vegeta asked, and then scowled, telling himself he didn't really give a flying fuck what the baka was doing. But he was curious… He just hoped the baka could survive living among the Saiyans. Both Goku and Goten were too soft for living in that culture; much too soft. They had their power, however, and that would probably be their only upper hand. Especially Goten, who was far less skilled than Goku, or any of the Saiyans and demi-Saiyan's from their future time period. He was worrying over them way too much for his own liking.

Sighing, Vegeta turned onto his side as he fought to ignore the heat that continued spreading across his groin and soon fell asleep to the strange sensation of someone stroking his hair softly, the smell of the missing taller Saiyan surrounding Vegeta like a dense fog. True, it was strange, but at that point, the Saiyan prince was too comfortable and sleepy to really care.

Goten had eaten dinner with his grandfather that night, and had then wandered off by himself, walking around the ship to simply kill time. He returned back to his room late, and decided that he might as well go to bed, as he didn't have any friends on the ship, and truthfully, he didn't care to. He missed Trunks…

He laid back on his bed, stretching his naked form out comfortably, tail securely wrapped around his waist, hands behind his head. He stared at the ceiling for a while, thinking back to his conversation with Bardock, and the possible effects on the future that would transpire thanks to them being there. His eyelids grew heavy and after a few minutes, fluttered closed completely as he slipped off into a dreamless state, floating soundly between his world and the world of dreams. He did not hear his door click open, nor did he sense the figure that slipped silently into the room.

Raditz stood just inside the doorway, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness of the small room before creeping silently to the bed where Goten lay. His eyes washed over the smaller man's form, hungrily devouring the scene before him; Goten, naked and spread eagle on the bed, his hands tucked comfortably behind his mop of short ebony hair. Raditz licked his lips, the onset of a familiar throbbing between his legs making him shift slightly where he stood. The scene proved to be too tempting for the large Saiyan, and without a sound, he carefully removed his armor and underclothes, leaving it in a pile on the floor.

'Perfect.' Raditz thought to himself with a smirk. 'Perhaps he read my mind…it looks like he knew what I was coming for..' He grinned dispassionately.

A large hand moved up Goten's creamy muscular thigh, brushing over his hip and sliding across his abdomen in a soft caress before it moved farther upwards, quickly securing itself around Goten's left wrist. With a growl of impatience, Raditz rolled on top of the smaller man, his other hand grabbing Goten's right wrist and pinning it, just as a startled sound brought his attention downwards.

Goten was fast asleep when the massive weight dropped onto his body, his eyes snapping open with confusion, a small sound escaping his throat as he realized his wrists were pinned behind his head. A soft laugh from above him made him freeze, his mind somersaulting as he tried to recognize the malicious snicker. His eyes narrowed, catching sight of the outline of a long mane of spiky hair. 'Raditz…' He thought to himself, a surge of excitement washing over him. He smirked. "What do you want, Raditz?" He asked calmly, his smirk turning into a grin as the man above him froze, his surprise evident.

Raditz recovered quickly, his grip tightening on Goten's wrists. "What do you think I want?" He teased softly, moving his hips so that his hard cock was fitted tightly between Goten's thighs. Without waiting for a response, he ducked his head, his lips catching the smaller Saiyan's in a desperate kiss, his head moving sideways so he could have better access to the sweetness that lay inside Goten's mouth. He kissed Goten passionately, though slightly impatiently, his mouth pausing in its spar to nip at Goten's lips playfully. Goten moaned, driving his hips upwards to rub against Raditz's hard on, shocked at his own display of arousal; and especially shocked that he'd actually be turned on by his own uncle. There was something deep inside him that seemed to need this more than he needed formalities – something raw and inhibited that had lay dormant inside him for so long. He could now feel it rising within him, his back arching against Raditz as the larger man bit his way down Goten's chest, his tongue lapping along the distinct ridges of muscle.

Raditz's head came back up, staring down at Goten with a smirk, his breathing heavy and labored in his excitement. "You want me to fuck you?" He muttered questioningly against Goten's ear just before he captured the exposed lobe in his mouth to suckle on it, leaving a red bruise behind.

Goten smirked back, his hips gyrating against Raditz. "I don't know…do you want to fuck me, Raditz?" Goten replied, his voice husky. Raditz blinked, taken back. He was used to his lovers being afraid of him, therefore saying things that they knew he'd want to hear. Goten was different, and Raditz wasn't sure he liked it or not, but wasn't about to ruin his fun over it.

"mm…maybe." Raditz smiled as he lowered himself again, his tongue slithering out to lick the side of Goten's neck.

"Well too bad." Goten said softly, chuckling at the look of sudden confusion on Raditz's face.

"What….?" Raditz growled, his head lifting from Goten's neck.

Goten laughed just before he powered up, breaking the hold his uncle had on his wrists easily; he pushed the larger man up and off of him, and watched as the man flew across the room and hit the wall. Goten hopped off the bed, his erection standing tall and proud as he bent over the other man with a grin, his fingers slipping through the silky strands of hair at the base of Raditz's skull. He yanked Raditz's head back and stared into dark eyes that were filled with shock and confusion. Goten smiled, pulling the man's head back farther and biting into he sensitive flesh on the man's throat, lapping at the thick salty life-blood that ran freely from the wound. Raditz's body stiffened, a low moan escaping his throat.

Goten pulled away from the wound briefly, his lips smeared with blood. "You like this, don't you?" He asked, ignoring the man as he shook his head in denial. His grip on Raditz's hair tightened before he shoved him forward onto his hands and knees, releasing it only as he situated himself behind the larger man, his hands running sensually up and down both sides of the man's ass.

Raditz was suddenly pushed farther forward so hard his face was crushed painfully into the carpet, his arms collapsing under the sudden onslaught. He howled in fury as he tried to push himself back up, but was stopped by a firm hand on the back of his neck that pressed him even harder into the floor. A half-cry, half-moan was released as he felt something small and slick teasing his entrance, his mind spinning as he tried to figure out exactly what went wrong…how he ended up like this. He had always been the taker, never the taken…he was virgin, and had planned to stay that way. The sudden pain he felt wasn't bad, but it was uncomfortable to say the least; but that wasn't really the point. 'How the fuck did that little shit overpower me??' He raged, trying hard to ignore his building excitement.

Goten finished lubricating the man's entrance and positioned himself at it, stroking his cock up and down the man's crack and smiling as Raditz moaned softly; without warning, he thrust forward, cringing slightly at the extremely tight fit. Raditz screamed in pain, his hands balling into fists at his side, exciting Goten even more. The smaller Saiyan, now fully seated inside Raditz, paused to reach around the other man and stroke the firm arousal he found there, slowly beginning to move back and forth as he did so. He removed his hand from the man's neck and was slightly surprised when Raditz didn't move from the overly submissive position. Instead his mouth opened, his breath coming in small pants as Goten moved in and out of him, his pace quickening at the reassurance that he wasn't hurting the man too much.

'Kami, this feels so good. I…I can't even think straight. I want to keep going like this, but I also want…I'm so fucking aroused it's not even funny!' Goten mused, his thrusts coming faster, hands clamped onto Raditz's hips, yanking the man backwards against him with each thrust.

Raditz pushed himself ups slightly so that he leaned on his forearms, his eyes half-open, mouth slack as he was ravaged from behind, his cock heavy and stiff without the stimulation he needed to climax. Goten grunted from behind him, his movements becoming quick and jerky, making Raditz's pleasure soar higher; he thought he was going to come as the smaller man screamed, slamming himself into Raditz savagely as he came. Raditz whimpered lightly as he felt the man's come run down his crack and over his balls, his own hard on nearly throbbing. He needed release badly, and wondered silently if it was going to be given to him.

Goten closed his eyes as he marveled at how light his body suddenly felt, to be free of his inhibitions, to feel so wondrously fulfilled. He frowned slightly, however, when he realized that, though he felt wonderful, he had not yet been completely satisfied. His eyes cracked open to look down upon the whimpering form below him and smiled, running his hand along the man's eager cock, which at that very moment was trickling a stream of precum onto his hand. He lifted it and stared at the glistening line of come, then brought it to his face and licked it hesitantly. He moaned softly as he rolled the taste across his tongue. "So musky and salty….so…Saiyan..' he thought to himself, his eyes skimming over Raditz's back.

"Sit up, Raditz." Goten said softly as he sat back on his heels. At the sound of his name, Raditz's head snapped up, turning to look at Goten questioningly. Finally the order sunk in, and he turned around and sat, wincing as pain shot through his body. He looked at Goten with suspicion, not knowing what to expect, but was surprised as the smaller man crawled towards him on his hands and knees until he was inches from him, then tilted his head to nip lightly at Raditz's chin. Raditz's eyes were wide with wonder as he stared down at Goten, not missing the look of passionate longing in the man's eyes. He closed his eyes as Goten bathed his neck, including the painful bite mark he had left, with his soft tongue, then pushed lightly at Raditz's chest so that he had to catch himself with his arms behind him so that he didn't fall on his back. He frowned, his head snapping up, ready to question the move, but Goten was moving towards him, and Raditz could only stare dumbfounded.

Goten raised himself on his knees, dropping a small chaste kiss to the side of Raditz's jaw, then lifted his leg and slipped it over Raditz's, followed by the other, until he was straddling the larger man's lap. Goten blushed, looking up at Raditz almost shyly before rubbing his growing arousal against the man's muscled stomach and shifting his weight so that Raditz's thick cock was brushing against his ass.

Raditz blinked a few times before he finally caught on. He moaned softly, lifting Goten's chin with his finger, their mouths meeting slowly, tongues encircling one another in a passionate caress. Raditz was truly bewildered and pleased…this was a new experience for him, this trading of dominance. Goten's hand ran up his arms and rested lightly on his shoulders, and he brought his own hands downwards to grip Goten's hips lightly. He raised his finger and pulled out of the kiss long enough to stick his finger in his mouth to coat it with saliva, then removed it, his lips moving back to caress Goten's. Their kisses were light, and almost gentle; Raditz's finger found Goten's entrance and teased it lightly, spreading his saliva around the entrance like he assumed Goten had done to him. Goten moaned into the kiss, his movements becoming more aroused, his fingers slipping into Raditz's hair to stroke through the wild tresses leisurely.

Raditz lifted the smaller saiyan effortlessly and positioned him over his straining arousal; he slid into the tight heat slowly and carefully, wanting their lovemaking to be soft and sensual this time, unlike the rough savagery of their last bout. After he was half way in, he thrust gently, sliding the rest of the way in, his eyes heavy and pleasure filled as he looked down at Goten. He wasn't sure why he was feeling this way all of a sudden…this calm gentleness that had stolen over him. It wasn't like him at all; but he was enjoying it, this softness.

Soon Goten was moving on his own, lifting himself and lowering himself onto Raditz's cock, his hands gripping the other man's shoulders for leverage. Raditz's breath was already coming in great heaves when he reached down to grab Goten's arousal; Goten gasped, his back arching at the dual stimulation, his legs lifting and lowering faster, both men now racing towards climax. Goten buried his face in Raditz's shoulder as the waves of pleasure began washing over him.

"Nn..nnn….Nahhhhhhhhh!" Goten screamed, his neck arching back, fingers dug into the flesh at Raditz's shoulders as he came. Raditz watched as Goten came, a wave of thick excitement spiking low in his belly. His arms encircled Goten's waist, his hands helping to lift and lower the young man faster, slapping sounds filling the air as their flesh collided sharply. Raditz let out a strangled gasp, his arms clenching Goten tighter to his chest. 'OH fuck…oh fuck…ohhhh fuck!' he shouted silently as he threw his head back, his vision going white, his dick pumping in and out of the smaller man in sexual frenzy.

"Ggggggggg….Gotennnn…nnaaaaaaa!!" He screamed, shooting his thick seed into the smaller man in his grip. They both breathed heavily against each other, Raditz bending slightly to bury his face in Goten's hair; His grip did not lessen as he lay back on the floor, taking Goten with him.

Goten's cheek rested against Raditz's heaving chest, his eyes staring dazedly across the room. A scarlet flush crept over his cheeks as sanity finally claimed him once again. 'I can't believe I just did that…Kami…he's my uncle!' was all he could think as his eyes fluttered closed, his body and mind shutting down for much needed rest.

Vegeta had awakened in Goku's arms; he smiled and stretched, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed. "Time to get dressed and report to Frieza." He sighed softly, standing and retreating to his room just beyond Goku's. He needed to shower badly…he couldn't go into Frieza's presence reeking like he did.

Goku's eyes blinked open, his head turning slightly at an odd noise coming from Vegeta's room. In his half-awake state, it took him a few seconds to recognize it as the shower. Goku's eyes closed, his mouth opening in a wide yawn. He just felt like being lazy today, he felt so good.

"KAKAROTTO! Are you still in bed?!" Vegeta's voice boomed suddenly, sending Goku flying out of bed stark naked, his eyes wide with shock. His head had jerked towards Vegeta's bedroom door immediately, but Vegeta wasn't to be seen.

"Wha…" Goku muttered, a look of confusion washing over his features.

A low chuckle came from the end of his bed. "My….now I didn't expect to get a show like this…" the voice said with amused sarcasm. Goku blinked, and blinked again. He gasped, his heart soaring in his chest as his eyes settled on the small hazy window that seemed to float in the air at the end of his bed. Inside the window was Vegeta's smirking face. His Vegeta.

"Vegeta!" Goku gasped, crawling across the bed on his hands and knees. Vegeta's smirk seemed to disappear, his eyes widening. He coughed into his hand, a soft flush spreading across his cheeks. "You could at least put some clothes on when I talk to you, Kakarotto."

Goku waved his hand in dismissal. "Who cares about clothes, Vegeta! Do you have good news for me?" He asked with a grin, his eyes wandering over the older prince's features carefully. It looked as if Vegeta had been through a lot of stress lately, and was obvious that he hadn't been getting much sleep.

Vegeta nodded. "Yes, that's why I'm here…Bulma has fixed the time machine, and has gotten your coordinates imprinted; however, it's the coordinates from the last transmission you received from me, not this one."

Goku nodded. "Yes, this is my room…the other room was Goten's." Goku answered with a nod. Vegeta seemed to be looking behind him, as if studying the room. A frown slowly creased his brow.

"Your room? That…. that looks like Nappa's room when we were there…" Vegeta said, moving as if to get a better look. Goku's eyes widened, remembering where he was; just then, the shower turned off. 'Ahhh! Shit!' What the hell would he do if the young Vegeta walked in while he was speaking with his older self? Goku hoped he wouldn't have to deal with that sort of confusion anytime soon. With a small shake of his head, he turned his attention back to Vegeta, who had his head turned as Bulma said something to him.

"Ok, Kakarotto…you have one hour." Vegeta said with a small smile as he turned to face the screen. Goku gaped.

"An HOUR?! That soon?" Goku asked in surprise, his heart sinking and rising at the same time. How he wanted to see his Vegeta…he missed the man so much…beyond words, really. But, he would have to say goodbye to his father and his dear young prince…

"Ok Vegeta. I'll get ready and head to Goten's room. I'll see you in an hour…my prince." Goku said with a small smile. Vegeta's eyes bulged, his mouth dropping open slightly.

"Very well." Vegeta finally replied, his voice unsure. 'My prince? What the hell was that about?' Vegeta wondered to himself as Bulma pulled the connection between worlds.

After the floating screen vanished in a crackle of static, Goku jumped off of the bed, throwing his underclothes, body suit and armor on. He stuck his head into Vegeta's room, and seeing that the prince was still in the bathroom, he dashed out the door and down the hall, all the way across the ship to Goten's quarters. He just knew Goten was going to be excited, he couldn't wait to tell him! Goku grinned madly as he rushed towards Goten's door, his hand reaching for the handle before he froze, his smile melting slowly, his frame rigid. He slowly straightened, his nose lifting to the air before he took a deep breath. Ever so slowly his eyes closed, his head lowering until his chin rested on his chest. 'I can't believe this…what has Goten done?' he asked himself, knowing full well what his son had done. The air outside the bedroom reeked of the musky odor of sex; Goten's, and his own brother, Raditz. Sighing, Goku made himself turn away from the doorway and made his way towards the room his father was staying in for the time being. Until they dragged his ass back to planet Vegeta, that is.

He lifted his fist to knock, but the door was yanked open before he had the chance. His father smiled as he opened the door wider, a chicken leg clamped between his teeth. "Commb un inth".

Goku chuckled, stepping inside. This was going to be hard; it hurt already and he hadn't said anything yet. Goku strolled across the room to look out the window, his form rigid and still. Slowly the smile withered on Bardock's face, and he was forced to toss the chicken leg aside and approach his son slowly.

"Something wrong, Kakarotto?" Bardock asked, approaching Goku from behind.

"Goten and I…." Goku started, then paused, swallowing hard, his eyes welling with tears.

The silence stretched, and Bardock finally nodded his head slightly. "You're leaving."

Goku nodded, wiping a hand across his eyes as he stared out into the vast darkness of space. "Yes. In one hour." He heard his father let out a long shaky sigh before he felt a warm hand on his shoulder.

"It's alright. We'll meet again some day." He said, trying to sound cheerful. At his words, Goku's tears spilled forth, running freely down his cheeks, a small sob wrenching from his throat as he lowered his head. Bardock stared at his son's back, watching the wide shoulders shake lightly. He knew what that meant. "Or we won't…" he muttered with a sigh, his eyes closing softly. He hadn't thought about it before…this might be the first time Kakarotto had ever met him. He was suddenly extremely curious. "Kakarotto…was this your first time meeting me?"

Goku paused, then nodded, sniffing. Bardock frowned; this had to be hard on his son, and he shared the man's pain. "Turn around, son." Goku did as he was told, his wet eyes plastered to the ground between them. Bardock watched him for a moment, then embraced him hard, nearly lifting Goku off his feet. "You are different from the rest, you know. I should have guessed that you would never return to our planet when I found out that you and Goten were both from planet Earth. You grew up without your mother and I, and I truly regret that, Kakarotto. However…let me say this. You have a strong spirit within you, one that is different from any of the other Saiyan on this planet, myself included. You are strong and powerful, yet gentle, and I don't think you could have been taught that here. For that I am grateful…grateful that you are the person you are. I'm proud of you, Kakarotto." He said, squeezing tighter and running a hand over his son's hair before letting him go.

Goku smiled, clearing his throat. "I'm glad I got to meet you, father. I'm proud of you, too." He said softly, and then sighed. "I have to go talk to Vegeta." He paused turning for the door. "I'll come back in about a half hour, and we'll both go to Goten's room. That's where we'll be leaving from."

Bardock nodded. "All right. I'll see you in a half hour then." He said, closing the door behind Goku as he left.

'My son…I only wish I could know what it is that keeps me from ever meeting you again; but I'm sure I already know. Be safe, my son. Be safe.' He crossed his arms and stared out the same window Goku had been, his mind growing fuzzy as his memory flashed back to that day he first looked down upon the tiny squalling miniature of himself, wondering what he would turn out like. With a blush, he distinctly remembered cursing violently when reading his tiny son's power reading; which, now, he felt foolish for doing. His son…Kakarotto…would one day be one of the most powerful fighters in the universe, he was sure of it.

Vegeta ran a comb through his thick wet hair, and then turned and left the bathroom, fully dressed in his armor. He walked through the doorway between the bedrooms, expecting to find Goku still fast asleep, only to find an empty bed. He frowned, glancing around the room "Goku??" He called out, turning around in circles. "Hn…leave him alone for a few minutes and he disappears." Then he sniffed, frowning. 'What the hell is that smell?' It smelled like electricity. With a shrug, he walked out the door and down the hall, dreading his daily check-in with Frieza. Before he reached Frieza's chambers, however, Goku appeared in front of him out of nowhere.

"Ahhh!" He shouted, jumping back with his hand over his heart. "Dammit Goku, don't DO that!" He raged, poking a finger into the broad chest. Goku winced.

"Sorry, Vegeta…but I need to talk to you..it's important." He said, grabbing the smaller man's arm before using his instantaneous movement technique to transport them back to Vegeta's chambers. Vegeta stood sputtering as he glanced around at his new surroundings.

"How…how…" He stuttered.

"Never mind that now, Vegeta." Goku said softly. "I'm leaving." He stood still, waiting for the words to sink into Vegeta's mind. Vegeta looked at him blankly at first, his eyes only widening in the slightest bit as he suddenly understood Goku's words. Shock raced through him, and a deep sadness clutched his heart almost painfully.

"I'm sorry, Vegeta. But I have to go." Goku said, his hands moving to rest on Vegeta's shoulders. Vegeta stared at the floor for a few minutes, then finally nodded.

"Yes…well…I knew you were going to leave. It had to happen sooner or later, right?" He asked. Goku could hear the small quiver in the young man's voice, could see and feel the faint trembling in his form.

"Vegeta, I'm…I'm glad I got the chance to meet you…I…" Goku opened his mouth to continue, but a finger was pressed against his lips.

"Don't say it. Don't say anything else." Vegeta swallowed. "I'll wait for you, Gok…Kakarotto. I'll work so hard…and make you proud of me. I want to be as strong as you when we meet next."

Goku smiled softly, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the young prince's mouth, which was returned gently. "I've enjoyed serving you, prince Vegeta ; Please, no matter what happens in the future, remember two things. You are my prince, now and forever; you always have been. That is the first thing."

Vegeta winced, swallowing and blinking rapidly to keep his tears in check. He would NOT cry again. "…and the second thing?"

" The second is that…that..I love you." He said softly, stroking his thumb over Vegeta's trembling lower lip. "I have to go. Take care, my prince." He said before he lifted his fingers to his forehead and disappeared, reappearing in front of Bardock's door. He quickly lifted his transmitter and pressed Goten's serial code in.

A groggy voice answered. "Goten here."

"Goten. Get ready, your grandfather and I are on our way to your quarters." Goku said, not revealing what he had found out. A surprised yip sounded from the transmitter.

"Com…coming here? Now?" his son asked loudly.

"Yes. Get ready. We're going to be leaving in a half hour…we're going home, Goten." Goku answered. "We'll be there in five minutes." With that he turned his transmitter off and pounded lightly on his father's door. Bardock opened the door and stepped out.

"Ready?" He asked, gesturing with his hand when Goku nodded.

Raditz rolled over, one eye opening at Goten's loud questioning. He spotted Goten perched on the edge of the bed, transmitter clutched in his hand, his eyes wide with fear.

"What is it?" Raditz asked, stretching.

Goten turned to him. "You have to leave. My father is on his way here." Goten said as he dashed into the bathroom to jump into the shower. Raditz followed him and leaned against the door jam.

"So what? You're afraid of your father finding out? Who cares? It's just your father, right?" Raditz asked with a snort, his arms crossing across his naked chest.

Goten had already lathered up and was rinsing off. "Your father is coming with him." Goten replied, stepping out quickly and grabbing a towel to dry off with.

Raditz's eyes went round. "M..M…My father? Why the fuck is my father coming here?!" He exclaimed, turning around to grab his underclothes.

"Because he's with my father, that's why!" Goten snapped, running to throw on his own clothing. Raditz was out the door in seconds. He paused before he shut the door behind him. "I'll see you soon, eh Goten?" He asked with a sly grin. Goten smiled softly.

"Sure, Raditz." He answered, knowing that was impossible. After all…he was going home! To Trunks.

Goku paused before Goten's door, relieved that Raditz was now gone. He knocked softly, then turned the handle and stepped in to see Goten pulling his boots on. Goten looked up and smiled at his father and grandfather, then stood slowly to face them. Both of them looked at him somewhat blankly, though he could tell his father was trying to act as normal as possible. His grandfather finally spoke up.

"I've come to say goodbye, boy. It seems you finally get to go home." He said as he stepped forward, embracing Goten tightly. "I'm proud of you; keep working hard, and some day, you'll be as strong as your father."

Goten smiled against Bardock's shoulder. "Yes sir…I'll try."

"Good." Bardock smiled as he pulled away.

Goku sighed. "Well, if everything goes as planned, we should be hearing from Vegeta any time now." Goku said, pulling his transmitter from his pocket to check the time. He frowned slightly, feeling something heavy and round in his pocket. "What the…" he said, pulling the cold smooth object out. Bardock gasped.

Goku stared at the beautiful oval pendant, his eyes blinking in wonder. "Where did this come from?" He asked, just before he noticed the small slip of paper attached to the back.

Bardock's eyes were wide, but he didn't say a word.

Goku read the small even printing, his eyes beginning to moisten slightly. When he was through reading, he nodded and slipped the pendant back into his pocket. Goten stepped forward, frowning.

"What is it?" he asked, looking downward at Goku's pocket.

"Never mind son…it's something Vegeta felt he needed to do." Goku answered, not including the last part of the note that was directed at him.

Goku shrieked suddenly, jumping into the air as he grabbed his ass, the material covering it turning dark as smoke rose from it. A fuzzy picture appeared just behind Goku, a startled Vegeta blinking at Goku's back.

"Well, Kakarotto…first I see you naked crawling across the bed, and now you're howling like a banshee grabbing your own ass. I'm beginning to think you've been among our people far too long." Vegeta said with a smirk.

Goku frowned, still rubbing his previously electrocuted ass. "Vegeta, can't you control the electricity that shoots from that thing?!" Goku snapped, ignoring Vegeta's chuckling. He glanced at his father, who was staring at the screen with awe. Vegeta's eyes seemed to move, finally acknowledging the other man. Vegeta had a similar reaction, but much more violent.

"What in the FUCK!" Vegeta yelped, his face pressing closer, eyes wide as they shifted between the Bardock and Goku. "Holy shit…. Kakarotto! What have you done here? You weren't supposed to show yourself to anyone that might know you…! You could have…oh dear KAMI…do you know what you could have done??" Vegeta raged before Goku stopped him.

"Vegeta…you told me not to show myself to anyone who might know me in the future…and my father won't know me in the future. Right?" Goku asked, one eyebrow raising slightly. Vegeta leaned back, seeming to think about that logic for a few seconds.

"Ok Kakarotto…but you haven't told him anything about…anything of importance?" He asked, eyes narrowing.

"No Vegeta. Of course not." He said with a small smile. Vegeta's eyes returned to Bardock, and he grudgingly gave the man a faint nod.

"Bardock."

Bardock bowed. "Prince Vegeta."

Vegeta glanced sideways, nodding to someone outside the picture. "Kakarotto…Goten. Get ready. Stand right in front of the transmission field and don't move. Bardock, stand back."

Goku turned to his father and smiled. "Goodbye, father."

Goten waved and grinned. "Bye Grandfather. It was nice meeting you!"

Bardock smiled at them both, lifting his hand in farewell just seconds before a loud crackling could be heard, a violent flash streaking through the room forcing Bardock to shield his eyes. Then all was silent, and all that could be seen were faint wisps of smoke where his son and grandson once stood. Bardock sighed, shaking his head. He hoped that one day, either in this world or the next, he would be able to see them again.