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Overcoming the Past
"Hi, Chi-Chi! Are you busy? There's something important I need to talk to you about?" A worried Bulma spoke anxiously to the only other person besides herself that would share her concerns.
"No, I'm not busy at all! Gohan and Goten are outside with Goku practicing new techniques, so I'm all ears," Chi-Chi replied.
"Well, the strangest thing happened last night. Lena and Raditz got in some type argument, if you can imagine, and she went to her normal hideaway to release her frustrations," Bulma began.
"That doesn't sound out of the ordinary! I knew Raditz would push his boundaries the moment Lena of all women found him. They're just going to have to work those issues out for themselves like we have with our men!" Chi-Chi spoke, before listening to the rest.
"I get that, Chi-Chi! That's not the part that concerns me so much as is what happened after Lena ran to her precious garage. You see, some stranger managed to sneak onto our property, leave her a box, and then off set the security only she would know how to do before escaping completely unharmed."
"Wait, what?! So do you think the guy knew Lena well enough to know how to bypass her security and harass her without getting noticed and has been doing so this entire time she's been working there?!"
"I didn't really think about it that deeply, but yeah that sounds legitimate to me. Get this, she even got the box after the stranger left. We saw it all on the cameras that are focused on that part of the house. When we asked her about it, she was short with her reply. She admitted that it only contained some pictures of her from her time at the orphanage she was from."
"That doesn't sound too bad. Obviously it's incredibly creepy and we need to see if we can find out more about her past and about whom that trespasser could be, but she's surrounded by tough guys. What's the worst that can happen? I can tell her safety isn't what you called me for. What else was in the box? I know you have found it by now!"
"That's just it, Chi-Chi! We found the box completely sealed and hidden underneath her spare junk, but when we opened it, it was empty! Nothing, not even a scrap of paper was tucked away inside the box. I know for a fact that she hasn't been back to it since the incident and will more than likely get back to it to re-hide it out of fear of us finding out the contents, but I intend to tell her not to bother with it since there isn't anything in it!"
"Do you think that she may have taken whatever was in it and hid it away under her clothes the moment she discovered it all?"
"I'm not sure, but I honestly don't think she had the time to that. Surely, I would have seen whatever it was if she had them under her pajamas because she was rolling on the ground almost as soon as she participated in the security robot scuffle we had right after she got the box."
"Security bot scuffle? I bet she's pretty pissed about her machines backfiring. If you want, I can come down there later and we can have a girl's day so that we can talk to her one on one. She should know by now that we truly care for her and that it doesn't matter what she's hiding, none of it can be as bad as Vegeta and Raditz!" Chi-Chi laughed reassuringly.
"That sounds great! I'll get ready for a shopping trip, we haven't had one of those in so long!" Bulma concluded as the two women disconnected and got ready for a day of interrogation and new clothes.
~Lena~
Lena knew that her number one priority would be to get that damned box and deal with the issues inside of it. The problem was getting to it without catching the unwanted attention from those living with her; even Trunks would be too risky. She opted that the cleverest way to go about Mission: Box Retrieval was to sneak out from her bedroom window to avoid any movement from within the house.
She sifted through her wardrobe and decided on a black pair of yoga pants, a teal colored tight tank top, and her well-worn gray vans. Once she had dressed herself in the comfortable attire that would benefit the slyest sneak, she pulled her hair into a ponytail and added a black and grey headband to keep her bangs out of her face. Next, she locked her door and pushed her desk chair underneath the knob. She knew very well that if someone wanted to get into her room to check on her, they would be able to enter without any issues, but at least the chair would give her more time just in case.
Lena nervously lifted the window pane as it squeaked in retaliation. Luckily, it wasn't noisy enough to attract any real concern from anyone that could hear, so she had no further issues climbing her way through it an onto the shingles outside the window. She released a sigh of relief when she was only greeted with a light breeze, a blue sky, and a few bugs.
She continued her careful climb down the roof when she heard her purple haired nephew run outside somewhere beneath her. Not long after, she heard a loud snapping sound similar to a tree falling and sure enough, several minutes later, Raditz appeared with a beautiful sakura tree.
The hell is he doing with such a pretty tree? Lena thought to herself. Her thoughts matched Trunks's as he verbally voiced the question.
"Uncle Raditz….why do you have a tree?"
"It's complicated, but I'll try to explain. Your mother lent me advice regarding ways of how to apologize to the women of this planet. She gave me different reading materials to go through and one said something about flowers. Lena is owed more than a flower so I figured that this entirely blossomed tree would suffice," Raditz answered with all the seriousness the prince of his people would have.
"Wow. You can read?!" Trunks asked, entirely ignoring Raditz's explanation.
"God….damn it, yes I can read! I'm not the fucking idiot your father makes me out to be. I was the most dependable scouter for Frieza, so my main purpose of life up until now was to learn as much as I could about a planet. The first process of that is learning the languages spoken. In fact, I know every single language this planet uses which is more than any other person that inhabits this place can vouch for!"
"That's awesome. You should totally talk to Aunt Lena in all of those languages along with your apology too! My mom always gets all silly when dad uses them on her and whenever that happens; Aunt Lena takes me to the park or shopping with her to give them space. If you do that with Aunt Lena then my parents can take me to the park too," Trunks suggested, completely unaffected by the news of Raditz's intelligence.
The two super human fellows continued discussing ways for Raditz to say sorry and how, when, and where he should give the cherry-blossomed tree to Lena. All the while, Lena forced her laughter to remain internal as it neared inconsolable while she eavesdropped. She quaked with unquenchable laughter when Raditz attempted to explain why he was apologizing and why Trunks couldn't grasp whatever he was making up as an excuse. Nonetheless, Lena appreciated the reasoning skills Raditz used in getting her the tree. Bulma can keep her little bouquets; I'll gladly take that entire tree…even if it is probably stolen from some private property, Lena giggled to herself.
Unfortunately, a delicate snort escaped her lips between her gasps of air which ultimately forced the two below her to stop speaking at once. She slapped her hands over her mouth when she noticed the silence continue on longer than she thought was necessary. She stayed put, barely breathing, when a deep voice snickered "boo" behind her.
"Aghh!" Lena screamed as she leaned forward away from the speaker and tumbled off the roof towards the ground.
"Fuck!" Raditz growled and leapt to catch the girl he startled. He managed to grab her in mid-fall and plopped her to the ground as soon as he landed firmly onto it himself.
"Ouch!" Lena gasped before she scrambled to her feet. "Raditz! You just blew my cover. I'm trying to get to that box before Bulma does. I know she may have already found it, but I'd rather know for sure before I have to face her," Lena whimpered.
"Hmm…I would help you with that plan, but I'm afraid you're too late. Your friend found the box before you even made it back to your room last night," He said.
"What?! Then why hasn't she started harassing me about the blue prints?!" She shrieked.
"Umm, what the hell are you talking about? I thought you said that there were only photographs from your childhood in the box," He quizzically asked.
"Wait…what? What did she say was in the box?" Lena rebutted, knowing she may have just told on herself.
"Nothing. She said that there was nothing in the box. So where did you hide these so-called pictures or blue prints or whatever the hell you don't want us to see?"
"I…can I tell you about it later, like months from now later? And when I do tell you, do you promise to keep it between us?" Lena pleaded.
"Months? Lena, don't you think that the predicament you are in is a present one that may be dangerous? Clearly whatever happened last night isn't a common occurrence and any information you may have regarding the threat should be given to us," Raditz argued.
"Ugh. I really don't think it's necessary to worry. My only concern is that the person that had what was in the box was supposedly dead. If he's not, he won't be much of a threat at all; he'll just be an annoying gnat that I can turn to you to get rid of! If he continues to harass me, I'll talk about my past but not until then, okay? I shouldn't have to worry at all with you looming around, huh?" She asked in a teasing manner.
He squinted his eyes before replying with a sarcasm, "Whatever you say Princess of Secrecy. Since I know you heard about the tree, où voulez-vous que je le mets?"*
Lena returned the squinty eyed look and asked, "Is that French?" Raditz laughed at her unnecessary question.
"Oui, madame," he responded with a sly smile.
"I have no idea what you are saying, but it sounds like seduction and I'm close to falling for it!" Lena giggled. The brute rolled his eyes at her continual stupidity.
"Where the fuck do you want me to put the damn tree?"
"Oh! That's what you were asking. Silly me! I know the perfect place!" Lena said as she turned toward her garage, blushing. She heard the rustling of the tree being lifted behind her and pointed to the empty lot beside the door of the garage.
"I've actually wanted to put something there since I moved in. Thank you for getting the perfect plant!" She said as he forcefully replanted the stolen tree into the ground she pointed to.
"Aunt Lena! Do you like it?" A bright eyed Trunks asked.
"I love it!" She responded as she hugged the sweet child.
"Good! I was afraid that the apology wouldn't be good enough and that you wouldn't want to leave your room ever again," Trunks said, "oh, and mom said to get inside a.s.a.p. She said you and Chi-Chi are supposed to be going shopping today."
"Really? Great, I know what that means," Lena responded in defeat. Raditz and Trunks didn't understand, but chose to ignore her and left her there to suffer her worries alone. Lena slowly walked back to the house and was greeted with a suspiciously happy Chi-Chi.
~Raditz~
I'm such an idiot. I should have forced her into telling me what was so damn horrible that she would rather some weak earthling taunt her with it instead of telling her supposed family about the issue so that we can resolve it. We? I'm not her family. Yeah, I'm an idiot. It was just yesterday that I encountered the odd human and now this….this feeling like I've known her a lifetime. I remember that time that my own father shared a similar problem with our mother; like he had known her before knowing her. Didn't he say something about female Saiyans and their ability to reconnect to a new life of their choosing if they die before they are meant to die? Shit, this is getting too complicated to think about right now. The last female I need to think about is her, but hell if Lena doesn't act the exact same way as she did. Catsearia was even kept alive as long as she was because of her skills with mechanics….
Raditz stopped his mind blowing revelations as his new "nephew" begged him to train with him and Vegeta.
"No, son. We don't have the time to waste our strength with such a pathetic excuse of a fighter," Vegeta scowled when he listened in on what his son was suggesting.
"But dad, we have all the time in the world now that the androids that endangered us were all taken care of before I could even walk. We haven't had any other threats since then, but if we do at least we have one more full Saiyan! If I and Goten can be Super Saiyans, shouldn't he?"
"Bahahaha! Boy, don't make me laugh. You are talking about the weakest of the third class of our people," Vegeta continued to laugh. At that point, Raditz had heard enough and attempted to land a devastating blow on the short superior. Vegeta narrowly dodged the attack and countered it without much effect on Raditz forearm. Trunks concern interrupted the skirmish before it escalated.
"Dad, didn't take you at least 3 years before you could transform? Gohan says the only reason you were even able to do it was because of your love for mom."
"Is that a fact? I will have to discuss that ridiculous bullshit with him later. I do remember a time that this feeble creature among us was once renowned for the strength he thinks he still has. Because of that, I suppose we can see if he can regain what he once was. If he doesn't show any improvement, then I will kill him," Vegeta said, matching frightening glares with the person he was talking about.
It was the truth. Raditz was once sought after for the physical destruction he caused with the slightest of his movements. His strength and power was a result of not just his size and genetics, but because of her. The day he met her, it was like an entirely different sense of métier overtook him. His reputation of sheer force grew so large that it caught the attentions of Lord Frieza himself. He continued to grow and dominate the ranks of the armies when she finally gave into his demands. The night he sealed a mating bond on her was the night she became pregnant. He successfully completed any and all missions assigned to him so that his name was feared alongside Frieza's as well. As a result, Frieza began to hunt for ways to humiliate him to ensure that he would remain in his lowly place. This included her. Ever since his mate was killed, the strength he was prided with dissipated.
The taste of that power had awoken in him for the first time since that wretched day after he witnessed Lena's struggle with her own machine. Her green eyes were filled with the same devastation as Catsearia's before she died and the similarity startled him enough so that he annihilated the other three berserk robots attacking them before he realized that she had succeeded in terminating the one hurting her. Vegeta and Trunks didn't move a muscle and allowed him to do so. Perhaps that act was enough to show the promise of power he once had and of getting it back. He has this second opportunity to love and protect again. He would not live with himself again if he were to fail twice.
~Chi-Chi~
"Goku! Now is not the time for this! I promised Bulma I would be at her house shortly!" Chi-Chi squealed as her husband begged on two knees for her permission to ravish her.
"Aww, come on! The kids are going over there now which gives us some time to ourselves that we NEVER get. Who cares if Bulma has to wait a little while longer for some boring shopping trip. It's not like it can't be rescheduled, you know?" Goku suggested with his puppy dog eyes and everything else.
"Well…I guess an hour or so isn't too much to ask for…" Chi-Chi caved once Goku began kissing the inner portion of her left thigh.
"Yay!" Goku exclaimed as he lifted Chi-Chi high, spun her around, and then slung her over his shoulder and onto their bed. She landed sloppily onto the firm mattress and nearly bounced off when he flew onto it to join her. As always the dominant in the relationship, Chi-Chi slammed him onto his well-defined back. She traced the sharp outlines of his abdominal muscles with the tips of her fingers before she dug them into the sides of his waist. He cried out in anticipation as her nose brushed teasingly at the tip of his ever-enlarging shaft. He sat up to help her remove her dress, but she slapped his hands away hurriedly to do it herself. Once she was free of the garments, she yanked his off as well and began the tease again.
Goku's choked moans encouraged Chi-Chi's devious torture as he began twisting his knuckles into the bun she always kept her hair in while she lowered her open mouth onto the place her nose tickled earlier. Once she felt the need for him to be inside her, she raised her blushed face and hid it between his and the crook of his neck as she raised her hips to lower onto the place her mouth occupied seconds before. The deepness of the thrust forced a shrill cry from her. Goku's patience allowed her to get the steady rhythm she needed perfected so that she felt nothing but full-throttled pleasure in and around her slick vertical smile.
She knew the only form of birth control that worked with his race was to not have sex, so as soon as she saw the glazed look dominate his face, she urgently pushed herself off in time for his moon colored baby Saiyan makers to free themselves out and onto the leg she had wrapped over him instead of their original destination.
Goku had already passed out from exhaustion before she even cleaned him and herself up from their messy rendezvous. Shortly after she showered and changed for the second time that day, her phone rang.
"I know, I know, I'm a little late! I'm literally headed out of the door now as we speak. Yes, we did. Oh hush, I'll be there in less than thirty minutes sheesh!" she screamed into her phone as she tossed it into her purse. She was at the Brief's residence about the same time Lena slouched her way into the home. She shared a single look with Bulma before they both grabbed Lena and rushed her up the stairs to her bedroom so that they can force her into something more suitable to wear in the city.
*A/N- I can read lovey-dovey stuff without so much of an eye twitch, but writing them…is totally different. I apologize if it wasn't enough, but there is always more later! So what's going to happen to these ladies when they go shopping? I don't know ;) Oh! I almost forgot, the question asked in French directly translates to "where do you want me to put it" at least that's as close to it as I can get.