Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z.
Warning; B & B lemons ahoy.
Chapter Two: Hesitations and Decisions.
Bardock watched intently as the beautiful, jean cad female walked over to grab a drink from the bar. The curly-haired bartender gazed at her in disbelief as she downed it in one fell swoop, and Bardock hungrily observed the soft, white glow of her throat as she swallowed. The lights were dim and the noise had grown down to a low murmur as the smoky room had emptied of almost all people.
Toma had left in his pod to go back to the planet Vegeta, and Bardock would have joined him if not for the strong pull of attraction that this arresting beauty radiated off her. After her highly sensuous performance, she'd disappeared momentarily before showing up and hanging around Bulma and her companions, making subtle eyes at him… Yeah, he'dnoticed all right…
Her shot glass hit the black marble counter top with a bang. Her other hand hit the bar as she angrily spat back at the bartender, who'd been heatedly pointing a finger in her in anger, yelling something about her performance. 'So, he didn't like how she paid so much attention to a certain…man.' Bardock arrogantly smirked to himself. He could see just how angry she was, vehemently animated as she hit her fist in her other palm, her voice lowering to a hiss; soft golden light glinted off the burgundy of her auburn hair as she tossed it, hostilely stalking off in a huff.
"I'm out of here, find yourself another sucker, jackass!" she shouted back at Mr. Shue. Her face was a controlled mask of fury. Feeling bold, she sat down at the table across from Bardock and what she'd thought was a late working waitress brought her another drink.
"Here Barbie, I have another drink for you!" Bulma trilled her voice at that, before continuing. "I can't wait to get out of here myself."
"Thanks Bulma, You didn't have to do that- love, you're not a waitress. I really need it though; asshole over there says he's not going to pay me!" Her lips thinned, as she jerked her thumb in the direction of Mr. Shue. "I'm about ready to blow this place up- him with it!"
She dismissed her talk with her acquaintance and directed herself to Bardock. "How 'bout it, handsome, are you lonesome tonight?" She smirked. "I see you over there, sittin' all by yourself."
"Why- do you want me?" Bardock dared, looking directly at her. He lifted his beer to his mouth before sexily curling the latter into an imperious smirk. He'd been waiting for this moment to happen, ever since her sexy audaciousness on the main stage. Her recent conduct reminded him of Saiya-jin attitude and it made him only want her more.
"Why of all-" The woman Bulma knew as Barbie, sat there stunned, before divulging her character. "-Boy, handsome, that's some ego trip you're takin'…can I ride?" She smiled widely at him, humoring herself.
Bulma quickly reversed, appalled, backing away from the table, blushing. "Well, I'm going to call it a night- heh- see you all later!" She giggled and made her way over to where the rest of her companions were sitting at a table.
"I can't believe Mr. Shue asked me to wait tables! Doesn't he know who I am?"
Chi-Chi who was more than a little inebriated, replied, "Why, I'm sure he does Bulma! He's just an asshole. Forget him." Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she finished her drink.
"Barbie said he's not going to pay her- the little worm! Krillin, you should go over there and intimidate him a little!" Bulma crossed her arms and sneered. "Throw one of your disks at him!"
Krillin chortled, "I donno' Bulma, I think I should sick you on him!" He continued laughing as Chi-Chi joined in.
"Hey- shut up! It isn't funny!" Bulma screeched.
Mr. Shue, who'd been nosily watching everyone from the bar, barked, "You people need to be quiet!"
Barbara watched Bulma leave and then proposed, "I need something from you."
Bardock stood, cupping his crotch. He'd taken off his armor earlier and stood there in spandex, his hard on twitching noticeably at her question.
"All yours," he stated blatantly.
Barbara had the penchant to blush, slightly embarrassed and just a little discomfited.
"You got me," she continued slightly smiling, the red hue in her cheeks fading. She drew out a cigarette, leisurely lighting it. "I need a bodyguard, think you can do it?" Her gaze lifted to his.
"Sure… I'll do your body- guard it, I mean..." His dark eyes impishly twinkled as he saw her eyebrow lift at his impertinence, and he stood there, arms crossed over his chest.
He sat back down, leaning towards her and purposely ogled her generous cleavage through the weak, translucent material that made up her blouse. "You're gorgeous, baby."
She smiled and faintly colored, ignoring the tumultuous feeling in her middle and his dispassionate jesting. She couldn't quite believe the audacity of this handsome dream. He must be as attracted to her as she was to him, for she'd noticed his friend had left him behind a couple of hours ago and he hadn't gone with him. The word, 'flirt' sure coloured his vocabulary.
She quickly explained the situation to him. "My cousin ran out on me the other week, I've been without a guard for almost a fortnight, and was almost mugged by alien fanatics two days ago."
Just then Mr. Shue shouted over the noise Bulma's friends were making in the corner. "You people need to be quiet!"
Bardock narrowed his eyes at him. "He hasn't paid you? How much does he owe you?"
Barbara thought, "Well, let's see…" She looked to be adding in her head. "Oh, about two hundred thousand dollars."
Bardock got up from the table; his chair fell over noisily.
Mr. Shue looked over at him. "You'd better not break anything, you big gargantuan- I've only just redecorated this bar."
Bardock only had a huge evil smirk planted on his face; he portentously started cracking his knuckles. Mr. Shue's frown slowly turned into alarm, his eyes grew rounder as the menacing, muscle bound Saiya-jin swiftly approached him.
"Hey- I've just been hired by the lady and need to get paid, so the lady needs to be paid, capuche?" Bardock grabbed Mr. Shue by the front of his shirt, lifting him up off the floor. "I just love to work with my hands, heh…"
"I… I'll need to get in the back office ackg-"
Mr. Shue tried to pull at Bardock's clenched fists, choking as the Saiya-jin tightened his grip. Bardock decadently grinned and put him down, pushing at him as he quickly made his way to a door that had an 'Office' sign on it.
Bulma, Krillin and Chi-Chi watched as the double of Goku hefted Mr. Shue like he was a feather, almost choking him.
"Wow, look at that!" Bulma exclaimed, "That guy's strong!"
"Well, he looks like Goku…he must be strong." Chi-Chi sighed dreamily.
"Oh ho- look who's getting a crush already!" Krillin broke out in raunchy laughter.
"Oh, I am not!" Chi-Chi replied hotly. "I love my Goku!"
After being falsely disgruntled for a millisecond, her eyes slid sideways towards the tight backside of the sexy man with the tail who was rushing Mr. Shue towards a door in the back.
Bardock continued punching the raunchy hotel owner in the gut, until he collapsed in a bloody heap. "I'd advise you not to treat any more employees like you treated the woman, you scum, but I really don't give a damn."
He dropped the manager and took the money Mr. Shue had set out, leaving the latter to fend for himself. He went back to the beautiful redhead and tossed the money on the bar table. "Here ya' go, sweetheart." He watched as she counted it before putting it down her top. "Where's my share? Can I play fetch…Barbie?" he said in a wickedly slow manner, gesturing towards her breasts.
"Sure, hun, just as long as you get me off of this disgusting mudpit of a planet. Oh, by the way, just call me Barbara." She looked over at where Bulma and her friends had been. "Well, I guess they left so…I don't suppose you have a vehicle?"
"Yeah, but It's gonna be tight, it's only a one seater." He hoped like hell itwas tight…
"Well, I do have to go back up to my room to pack my things, it's getting late." She smirked slyly at him in a come hither way, and winked. "Follow me." Her hips swayed in her skintight jeans as she walked ahead of him and he almost drooled in his ogling.
He swept her up in a heady frenzy, rushing up the stairs, two at a time. They reached the first floor landing and there were three sets of silver elevators. After he set her down, Barbara looked at Bardock, "We have to take a lift." She chose the first on the left and pushed a button when they went in. The elevator door shut with a ding and Bardock felt a strange sensation unsettling his belly when it rose. It came to a stop and they got out, striding down the hall to a door marked #319.
Barbara opened the door with her door card and let him in. She pulled the card out of the door and felt a slight breeze. Bardock immediately beckoned from where he was; on her hotel bed.
"Come'mre," he growled.
She looked over to where Bardock had used super speed to reach the bed and smiled.
"I see you waste no time."
He moved to the edge of the bed and pulled off his pants. She saw that his spandex bodysuit was actually in two pieces when he stretched it, tugging down the bottoms and heaving the top off over his body. He stood naked before her in all his Saiya-jin glory. Her cupid's bow mouth formed an "o" as she openly stared at him. She moved over to him, yanking off her own top, and he drew her to him to nuzzle at her neck, licking and biting. He slowly licked his way down to the top of her breasts and complained in a grumbled murmur, "What's this thing?" referring to her bra, pulling roughly at it.
"Hey! Be gentle, Bardock…okay?" Barbara clasped his cheeks in her hand as she beseeched at him to be considerate and he frowned up at her, grudgingly complying after she told him how to undo it. He reached around and unhooked it, letting it drop to the ground.
As he did that, she undid the snap of her jeans and unzipped them. He cupped her pear-shaped breasts in his hands and squeezed them, trying to hold back his ki. He'd been intimate with other Earthlings…but, not in a year or so. Female Saiya-jin warriors, he didn't have to worry about. He could use his power with them, beyond his wild imagination. He just wasn't sure if he could be placid enough for the fragile beauty of this gorgeous woman.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling him down slightly to her height, clasping her mouth over his, and while he wondered what she was doing, her tongue slid across his lips and he inquiringly opened them in gentle acquiescence. He was immediately blown away by the intensity of the electric sensation that surged through him. He'd never felt anything like it. He'd never before used his mouth for what this delicate beauty was showing him. She was sucking on his tongue and he immediately hardened even more, relishing in the sensation, doing the same to hers.
After a few extraordinary minutes, he broke free from the passionate intensity of her mouth, and grasped the back of her head, ardently channeling his fingers through her hair as he brought his lips to her ear.
"What are you doing to me, woman?" he growled. "I have never felt like this." The flesh of her neck rose up in bumps as he licked inside her ear, pulling her sharply to him.
He unexpectedly drew back and sat down on the bed. "Take these off." He gestured to her pants and she hastily complied, grasping the sides and pulling them down and off along with her black silken panties. After she kicked her clothing away, she stood, facing him. He touched her flat stomach, sliding one hand up, cupping a breast, and placed his lips against the cherry nipple, pulling it gently into his mouth, sucking lightly. A small sound of anticipation escaped her and he reached around and caressed the smooth skin of her buttocks. He released her breast from his lips, continuing to palpitate both of them using his hands, and licked and sucked at her skin, kissing down her stomach and over to the other breast, giving it the same treatment it's twin had received.
She groaned as he snaked his other hand up between her legs, bringing it to rest against the rosy hued blossom of her sexual center. He found the little bud that rested between her legs and pressed into it, relishing in the little squeak that escaped from her open mouth. She gasped and held on to his arms as he lifted her up and at the same moment, positioned himself down across the bed, bringing her thighs to rest down against his mouth.
"Open your legs for me…Barbara." His voice almost failed him as he spoke her name, coming out as a half-choked whisper. She did as he bid and he pulled her down against his him.. His mouth made her sing with ecstatic joy, it felt so good..
She bent her body in reverse, arching her back, sobbing, as she moved her hips against his heated mouth, and grasped her own breasts in her hands, playing with them. After several minutes and what really seemed like hours to her, she collapsed against him and backed her hips down toward his need.
Bardock spun her around, and thrust powerfully into her without using any ki. He levered his body with his straightened arms and found a rapid tempo, and she whimpered as she was quickly brought to another orgasm. He abruptly stopped as she rode it out and he then continued, bringing his thrusts to a slower pace. Sighing, he lay down against her quivering belly, licking her breasts, suckling them again, this time with a strong intensity as he clasped them, compressing softly. He felt the choking start of another climax against his hardness. He vaguely wondered how the female body could cum so much and realized that he too, was swiftly building toward a climax.
He suckled at her neck… wanting to bite… but knowing he should wait…he wasn't sure if he wanted a mate yet. He lay fully against her, his arms curled under her arms, clasping her shoulders at her back, his lips panting near her ear, arching as he pumped into her at a furiously fast pace until he rapidly came, unintentionally shouting into her ear, making her silently wince as she gradually came. She shrieked, crying out her pleasure, and she felt him strongly pulse into her, and knew he'd climaxed also. She spoke softly against his neck, and he turned his head, doing as she bid, kissing her with an incredibly zealous forcefulness.
Pan captivatingly observed the impressive Saiya-jin as he commanded his crew with professional ease. He was authoritative and sexy at the same time and Pan thought he'd make a good ally. For what, she had yet to figure out. She had her doubts; the man could very well turn out to be a sinister cutthroat. But she'd take a chance on him. She could put up a good fight if she had to.
He seemed so intriguing; she wanted to get to know him. It was like having a mean looking Grandfather with her. She also knew that she had the beginnings of a crush on him and hoped she wouldn't make a mushy fool of herself by falling into full-blown love. She had been through with men long ago, having been callously hurt. Once was enough. She would keep her distance. Her early misfortune with boys, and a certain one in particular, had taught her a hard lesson. It was why she'd isolated herself in space, why she was in this predicament, and why she had to get away now. This planet tied her to home and she couldn't get away fast enough. She only hoped her boss, Mr. Shue, understood why she had taken money from the safe. It was the pay she would never receive if she didn't stay. And she didn't want to stay. It was only time before the slimy worm hit on her, and she wasn't having any of it. He was a gross old pig, and old enough to be her grandfather. She'd been lucky he hadn't yet, the only reason being her ties to Chi-Chi.
She heaved her over-laden backpack over her shoulder and cursed herself for not taking the time to pack it in a hoi poi. She'd overheard Grandfather's look-alike say he was leaving, and watching now, she hadn't known that he was going to take his time, honing his ship to perfection, making sure the engines were up to par- cripe- it even appeared that they were polishing the burnished chrome on the outside. It was as shiny as a mirror!
'Mirror- oh shit!' Appalled, she looked at the side of the ship and sure enough, her faintly distorted reflection was there, shining brightly in the early morning light. Slowly turning against the thick pillar she'd been in front of, she inched around it until she was behind it. She'd thought she had been far enough away, and hadn't realized just how close she'd come to revealing herself.
How in the world was she going to do it? Dende- why hadn't she thought it through? She brought her hands to her eyes. Oh, how she wished her Grandpa Goku were here! Pan angrily wiped at her eyes. 'Think, think! How can I get aboard?'
She abandoned the large white column and swiftly cantered over towards the cargo area of the hotel's loading dock.
Letting her mind wander for a moment, she thought of the planet she'd made a home on for the last several months. It was so strange. The hotel and the large, adjoining warehouse size, supply hovel, with its topside parking area, were the only buildings; the remainder of the planet looked like the ancient ruins of Rome and quite similar to the Congo- a plant shrouded sprawling jungle.
A voice startled her out of her thoughts.
"Master Turles, we have finished with the preparations for take off. We are now fueling." A squat-ugly purple alien addressed the Goku look-a-like.
"Excellent. We are not far now. Has all of the fruit been prepared for cold storage?"
"Yes, Master Turles."
Pan's skin gathered goose bumps as she lustily watched the authoritative presence she discerned was Turles. In a way, she couldn't believe she was attracted to this Saiya-jin; it was like she had a crush on her own Grandfather. She could see just how different they were though. This Saiya-jin was dark-skinned and- much, much bigger- rougher, oozing with masculinity. She shuddered. Much more Saiya-jin than her grandfather could ever be…
Spying a large, old, wooden storage trunk as the strange aliens left the area; she noted the unlocked latch and, lifting the lid, quickly crept inside.
After jumping down from number three 'Hope,' Marron watched as Bra pressed a button on the time ship, capsizing it safely. They quickly looked around. Being no one in sight, they ultimately relaxed. The planet they were on was like the Amazon jungle, a tangled mess of accumulated foliage.
"Kami, there's nothing on this planet but greens, and I really hate eatin' greens," Bra giggled.
"Bra, quit kidding around. What are we going to do? There is nothing here but the croykin' everglades." She smirked back at her best friend. They both laughed.
"Seriously, what are we going to do? How in the galaxy are we going to find Pan? What if she isn't on this planet?"
"Mother said she was here, she keeps in touch with Pan. Can you fly?"
"No…oh, don't tell me, you can?" Marron slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes. "You didn't tell me!" She chided her best friend. "You'd think I'd know these things," she continued. "I can't believe I've never learned. I mean I've never had to- you're probably a lot stronger than me too, huh?"
"I can do a mean, "Garlic gun." Bra boasted, grinning widely.
"Show me!" Marron squealed in a ditzy, "Oh Goody!" way.
Bra powered up, letting her ki rise slightly and held out both of her arms, palms flattened, shooting an infinitesimal blast as she cried- "Garikku- hou!" The medium blast shot out of her open palms, hitting a big alcove, demolishing it into a thousand minuscule bits. They watched the debris settle before continuing the conversation.
Bra looked at Marron and smirked. "Daddy doesn't even know." She pointlessly added, "Well, there's only one thing left to do…"
"What's that?" Marron asked.
"Hoi Poi number six." Bra reached into the pocked of her shorts and took out a little white capsule labeled, Air car number seven, deftly throwing it on the ground.
Outside the hotel, Zarbon and Dodoria were discussing what they'd just picked up on their scouters. It was a tiny ki reading by their standards, but it was there and they decided to go check it out. They'd put off conferring things with Mr. Shue the night before- drunken fools as they were…
Their Lord wanted the planet and the Earthling was in their way. He was still needed though; Frieza wanted Mr. Shue to keep on as manager, not as an owner. The hotel was very profitable, and a much needed refueling station. Lord Frieza hadn't decided to sell it or keep it for one of his own.
Zarbon addressed Dodoria. "Why don't you stay, and try to use a little persuasion on our…'associate' from Earth, and I'll go check out this emaciated ki level."
Dodoria squinted. "Go have your fun, I'll go squeeze the life outta Shue."
Bra drove the topless air car with a definite air of assurance as Marron relished in the warm sun of the pleasantly strange planet, her hair blowing furiously in the air current that surrounded the vehicle as it moved. She laughed, tapping Bra on the shoulder. "I should have put my hair up."
Bra smiled at Marron, and as she did, she saw a strange green man in the distance out of the corner of her eye. He just stood there, arms folded in front of him. 'Must be one of the natives…' she mused to herself, turning her head to look ahead. As she did, she realized just what that green man was wearing. Armor similar to the gear her father wore…'This is not good,' she bluntly thought. 'One of Frieza's minons.'
"Oi, lovelies'…just where do you think you are going?" The alien called out, suddenly in front of them and Bra immediately put on the brakes to stop from smashing into him.
Barbara smiled back at Bardock as he smirked down at her. They'd decided to take a walk and have a look at the planet they were leaving. She had been working there as a singer for almost a year and suddenly couldn't wait to be back on Planet Earth. It would have to wait though. This hot, hunky man with his arm around her shoulders unexpectedly came first. She knew that she was incredibly in love with him- they were that attuned to each other. He seemed very different than he'd first been. The harsh features of his handsome face had softened and he radiated with what she could only call happiness. They'd made love several times since meeting yesterday.
They were silent as they walked through the beauty of the sun-lit emerald hue of the evergreen, the heady scent of pine mixing with the freshness of the atmosphere. The trees were similar to the ones on her planet and everything on this world really reminded her of home. She felt as if everything was unsullied and bright, and this new love of hers was the most perfect thing she could imagine. She nearly felt as if she could leave everything behind, her career, her travel, the hectic life that she'd only known since age sixteen and settle down and have a family. She loved this man wholeheartedly…
"So…are you ready to leave? I have to go back to Planet Vegeta. You can fit on my lap in my pod." Bardock's voice rumbled against her ear.
She looked up and quirked an eyebrow at him. "Pod? What in heaven's name is that?"
"Uh…my space pod, uh…ship?" He appeared flustered and she thought he was adorable.
She inquired, "I can fit on your lap? Just how big is this, pod?"
He returned her smile, "Well, let me show you."
They ambled back over towards the massive hotel. Beautifully landscaped surroundings inverted the drab browns of the Victorian-style building. Palm trees towered over each side of the cobblestone Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE !-- /* Font Definitions */ font-face {font-family:"Cambria Math"; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:1; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} /* Style Definitions */ , , {mso-style-unhide:no; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} .MsoChpDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; mso-default-props:yes; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; margin-bottom:10.0pt; line-height:115%;} page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} 1 {page:Section1;} -- entrance. Air cars were parked to one side, and more were in a larger lot towards the back of the hotel. Rock gardens with large, moss-covered boulders lined the front of the building, and greenery edged all along the drive.
Another massive structure, several hundred feet high, towered off to the east and housed the smaller airships that came and went. It had always reminded Barbara of a space age parking garage. There was also an off world docking station, several meters to the east.
They walked over to the elevator, which, was surrounded with a sort of plexiglas.
"This is tall; I've never been up here," she said, gazing up at the towering splendor. They rode the lift with arms around each other, kissing each other with abandoned relish. The elevator came to a stop after a few minutes and he led her out.
"So, this is the top…spectacular view," she mused aloud.
"Yeah, this is for the pod type spaceships, mainly planet Vegeta's."
There was a blast over in the distance. "Whoa, what was that?" she questioned.
"Wait here," Bardock sternly said.
Barbara watched as he ascended up into the sky. Staying there for a second, he yelled down to her. "There's trouble, wanna' come with me?"
She held out her arms and he shot back down. Grasping her around the waist as she held on to him, he took off like a bat out of hell as she squealed in glee.
Zarbon smirked wickedly at the two beautiful girls that sat waiting in the vehicle in front of him.
Marron yelled, "Hey watch it! You could have been hurt!"
"As If..." Zarbon chuckled, laying his index finger under his nose. He pompously stated, "I'm sure Frieza-Sama would be interested in you two." He walked over to them. "What glorious hair…almost like mine." Zarbon wound his fingers through Bra's hair.
She glared up at him, not saying anything. She knew better. This was Zarbon, Frieza's right hand and he was extremely powerful. She wondered just how they could find themselves in such a predicament. Pan had been here for almost two years with no trouble.
Bra smirked up at him sarcastically. "I like your taste in jewelry."
He smirked back at her, not realizing she was being acerbic. "I see-"
"Zarbon. Leave them alone." A masculine voice called out and Zarbon turned his head.
"Bardock. What do you want? I found them first, they are mine."
"They are with me, at the hotel," Bardock lied. "I am to escort them to Prince Vegeta. They are his new concubines."
Marron and Bra struggled to keep from bursting out with laughter, even though the situation was nothing to laugh about. They stared at Bardock; the resemblance to Goku was extremely uncanny. Bra whispered to Marron, "Maybe he's Kakarrot's brother."
Bardock, who had left Barbara several meters away, stared at the two in disbelief. 'Kakarrot?' he thought. 'How do they know him?' He approached the air car, presenting a stern appearance. "I thought I told you two to stay in your room. I think Prince Vegeta will be extremely interested in hearing about this," he adamantly said. "Your punishment will be harsh."
Bra caught on quick. "Oh no, please don't tell on us, Bardock-san! We'll be good."
Marron sat there frozen, wide-eyed and silent.
"Good, follow me," he commanded.
"Well, I say, Lord Frieza will hear of this." Zarbon stood to the side and let them go, frowning. He took to the air, shooting off toward the hotel.
When they could no longer see Zarbon, Barbara approached the three. "Who was that?"
"Oh, that was one of Frieza's flunkies…Zarbon. He turns into a giant ugly alligator thing," Marron answered, and Bardock frowned.
"What are you young women doing out here, unchaperoned? Are you alone or are you with anyone? It's not safe here right now. I'm getting ready to go off planet. You should as well."
"We came alone," Bra answered. "Do you know where we can find Vegeta?"
"Prince Vegeta, Miss. He's on his battlecrusier right now. How do you know of Kakarrot?"
"You mean you know him too?"
"He is my son, sent to Earth as a babe. I only saw him once; I have had visions of him as a man. He is like me."
Marron said, "Oh yes, but probably much stronger though. Before he took off with Shenron, he reached SuperSaiya-jin four."
Bra nudged Marron in the side, "Marron no- shut up!"
"SuperSaiya-jin four? What the hell is that?" Bardock crossed his arms over his chest, frowning.
"Do you really have to know?" Bra scowled, looking very much like her father.
Bardock's facial expression remained rock solid- stern. She sighed. "Okay, okay, I'll tell you…there are four levels to Super Saiya-jin. Bardock-" She looked up at him. "You have one hell of a gene pool. Your son reached the level of Super Saiya-jin, Super Saiya-jin two…three and four. I have proof."
Bardock looked at Bra like she'd gone and sprouted a new head.
Barbara said, "We could probably catch a ride with Bulma, darling. Let them use your pod." He looked at her, and scowled. She pouted back at him.
"Let's go," Bardock responded abruptly. He picked up Barbara and addressed Bra as she pushed the hoi poi button on the air car, quickly encasing it. "I assume you can't fly, I will be back-"
Bra pocketed her hoi poi case and levitated.
"She can't." She pointed to Marron. "I have Saiya-jin blood in me," she smirked.
Barbara looked at Bra in wonder. "I'd give anything to do that."
Bardock looked up at Bra. "Where is your tail?" he asked, his eyes narrowed in skepticism.
"I was born with one, but Father pulled it off when I was born."
"I see. Who is your Father?"
"Uh…I- I can't say…"
"You can't, or you won't," he sternly retorted. "And, that was not much of an explanation of Super Saiya-jin four. I want a better one later." He picked up Barbara and shot towards the roof of the tall structure.
When they were all at the top of the giant parking structure, Bardock explained the pod to Bra and Marron. Bra already knew most of the controls, but said nothing as Bardock continued explaining. He clicked his scouter a few times, and found out the coordinates for Prince Vegeta's ship. He set the controls for the next planet the Prince would be on and stepped back.
"We will be able to talk through my scouter."
He showed her the intercom on the panel. "The controls are set for the next planet the Prince will be on. You will have to sneak on board and get caught or approach the Prince and tell him that I sent you. You will be safer that way." He looked seriously at them. "I can't assure you that you will be protected if Vegeta's men get a hold of you. On a good point- your lives will be spared." He didn't indulge just what that meant. "But," he continued, "You don't want to get caught again by Zarbon. Frieza can hear through the scouters. It acts as a communicator, so be careful in their use."
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Barbara went ahead of Bardock as they left the elevator that led from the parking garage. They had just seen their newfound friends off, watching as the pod became smaller and smaller. It had been a tight squeeze, but the girls had indeed fit, side by side. Barbara had known just how nervous they'd been and once she'd seen how small the Saiya-jin space pod was, she was glad she didn't have to ride in such a thing…maybe… She would have had to sit on Bardock's lap. Not, that it would have been that bad. She just hoped Bulma and crew were still around.
Bulma and Chi-Chi came running towards her, followed by a suitcase laden Krillin. "Barbie, did you hear? Mr. Shue is dead! He was killed by some alien named Dodoria!" Bulma practically screamed. "We are just leaving so-"
"Oh good- hey Bulma, we need a ride. Can you give us one? Pretty please?" Barbara tilted her head as she pleaded. "We have to go to the Planet, Vegeta."
"But- well I think so, yeah sure. I was going to go back home but- anything for you," she smiled. "Are you ready to go?"
Bardock answered her. "Yeah, we were going to leave but Dodoria's buddy, Zarbon, intercepted us. He would have captured a couple of girls, but we lent them my spaceship. It is only a one-seater."
Chi-Chi growled. "Yeah, well let's go already, it's not safe anymore, we need to get out of here. Those goons are still around."
They made their way outside after seeing if the coast was clear. Bulma threw a hoi-poi on the ground and an air car appeared. Krillin got in after the two women and Bardock made to lift off, picking up Barbara.
"Uh…I'd not be doing that if I were you, they might be able to pick up your energy signal." Bulma said.
They squeezed in the air car; Barbara perched on Bardock's lap, and sped off to where Bulma had hidden her Spaceship.
Bulma maneuvered the controls of the ship to head to Vegeta's coordinates, hastily pushing the correct buttons of the computers main motherboard. Bardock had given her the correct synchronization, as she hadn't really known. The planet she'd been on had been in Earth's affiliation so she'd known how to get there. The man who'd been part owner- the now deceased Mr. Shue- had owned the planet along with four other influential men.
Bulma entered the codes that overlooked the computer's satellite system, aiming it to the east, where she thought Earth was. Pushing a button, the large monitor came to life. She picked up an alien mobile phone, which replaced the older model from Earth and dialed home.
Her father's image came on, as Bardock came over to watch, mesmerized by it. "Yes…what is it Bulma? Are you okay?" Her father sounded concerned.
"Yes, Daddy, we are- but, Mr. Shue has been killed, and I am off the planet and heading for the planet Vegeta. I'm not sure, but I think Planet Veanis has been taken over by someone named Frieza."
"Oh my word… I'll let everyone know, the owners- quietly, you understand- they'll need to be told."
"Yes, I know Daddy. I'm taking a couple to the planet I'm headed for. I'll be there for a while- not to worry and, I'll be in touch."
"Yes, well, Goku and Yamcha are readying to leave now. Should I figure out the coordinates to the planet Vegeta to give to them?"
"Sure, Daddy, you do that and write yourself a note now to write down the coordinates, so you don't forget."
"Yes, emm…I'll do that." She watched him pick up a pen and write down the reminder.
"Well, never mind about figuring them out, I have the coordinates and will send them to you okay? Send my love to Mom, and tell her not to worry. Bye for now Daddy."
"Yes, goodbye Bulma, much love to you, keep safe."
Bulma entered a set of figures on the keyboard and pushed a button on the computer, sending the coordinates before ending the transmission. "Well, that's that, I won't have to check in for a while. I can't believe how much you look like Goku." Bulma pushed back her hair and glanced up at Bardock.
"Goku?"
"Yeah…Son-kun. He has hair like yours and looks like you," she stated wryly.
"Is he really strong?" he queried, smirking.
"Yes…" her eyes narrowed.
"And, does he have a tail?"
"Yeeaasss…well, he used to. Just what does this all mean? Hmmmm…." Bulma looked closely at Bardock, walking around him. "You do have a tail, don't you?" She grinned cheekily at him. 'And son's nice backside…'
"Yeah..." Bardock affirmed, nodding.
"And you are obviously strong…"
"Very."
"Extremely sexy…"
"What?"
"Oh, nothing…nothing." She gave a little laugh. "Goku is your son all right..."
"Ah…Kakarrot"
Barbara, who'd been in the bathroom downstairs, appeared at the edge of the floor, where the staircase began. "There's two bedrooms down here…well, sort of, and a living area with a sofa," she giggled. "Chi-Chi's finished the food and Krillin's going to eat it all, if you don't get down here."
They joined the others on the lower level of the ship where Chi-Chi had a table laid out with food in the kitchen.
Later, as they sped through space towards Bardock's home planet, Bulma showed him how to work the gravity controls of the capsule spaceship, whose engine was built based on the pod she'd found in a valley by Goku's grandfather Gohan's home. She'd taken it home and torn it apart, meticulously studying its components.
"Yeah, this particular model can go up to100 gs." Bulma smirked up at Bardock. "Do you want to see the gravity work?" she asked. He nodded his head. She demonstrated by pushing a button on the ship's console in the center of the ship, bringing the gravity up by five…and immediately fell to the floor on her hands and knees. "Bardock, push the red button, quickly please!" she squealed. "I hadn't thought of the Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE !-- /* Font Definitions */ font-face {font-family:"Cambria Math"; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:1; mso-generic-font-family:roman; mso-font-format:other; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:0 0 0 0 0 0;} /* Style Definitions */ , , {mso-style-unhide:no; mso-style-qformat:yes; mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} .MsoChpDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; mso-default-props:yes; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoPapDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; margin-bottom:10.0pt; line-height:115%;} page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} 1 {page:Section1;} -- consequence!"
As the power went off and the gravity lowered, Bulma looked up at Bardock, who hadn't been affected. "If you want to train, I'll show you the controls and then, I'll stay downstairs with the others," she panted.
A/N: Chi-Chi, Krillin and Bulma don't know the Saiya-jin race exist in this chapter. Raditz hadn't arrived in their time- about three years before the beginning of DBZ. This era is set back in time. Things are changed around in this timeline.