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Lime warning; Bra/Raditz


Chapter Six: Wicked Repentant.

Raditz stared at the beautiful blue-haired woman who lay sleeping upon the divan in Prince Vegeta's setting room. It was particularly early in the morning for him and he knew what was to ensue- his staid morning beating. Well, he'd wait for his prince in his highness's room, and look lustily at Bra's token beauty. Her hair was spread out, as she lay on her back, one arm straight out at the side of the settee, dangling, and the other clasped in between her perfect breasts. She had on another night garment; very different than the tiny silken one he'd whipped her in. It had long demure sleeves, and looked silky-smooth and he thought that she looked almost an angel as she lay there, slightly snoring.

He silently pulled up an armchair and sat down close to her to tersely study her features.

He'd known she was half-Saiya-jin when he'd thrashed her, and had wrongly thought she could take it. Her helpless screams had turned him so unbelievably on, that he had lost control of his wickedly malevolent ardor. She had become so enraged when he'd seen her burst into golden splendor; anger being a prominent Saiya-jin eminence, he'd wanted to take her right then and there, prince or no prince. He'd desired her again last night, wanting to come and take her to his room, but knew his prince wouldn't have let him have her.

She soon stirred, turning on her side to face him, and whether it was a noise, or the sense of something not quite right, her eyes flew open. She stilled as their eyes met and something powerful rose in his chest, making him feel slightly abysmal. He could see the slightly held back fear in the dark cerulean depths and watched her pupils enlarge as she looked back at him, her lips trembling, and they stared at each other for a while, looking deep into each other's eyes, neither one blinking, or flinching…just staring.

The intentness of his gaze turned somewhat bemused as tears welled up in her eyes, gradually dripping down her face, one slowly across the bridge of her nose and one rapidly dropping to the settee pillow.

He took his finger and wiped the one on the tip of her nose, and she spoke…

"I love you, Raditz-chan…" She looked sadly dismayed at her admission, and continued, quietly murmuring, "I love you so much…I- I don't know…" She started to quietly cry, and kept talking to him. "I'm so scared of you right now…I don't know what to think…I'm sad. My real father at home would have killed you."

"A likely story woman-" he started pompously, and was cut off when Vegeta walked into the room.

"Watch and learn…Raditz." He set the laptop computer down on the small, round table and pulled out a chair. He turned it on and it sprang to life, showing taking and moving pictures. "There are four levels to Super Saiya-jin."

"What?" Raditz stood and watched the little screen as it showed his Prince with Bra…saw his prince fighting what looked to be another Saiya-jin who looked awfully a lot like his father.

"Father!" Raditz grew animated for he hadn't seen Bardock in quite a while, and then Vegeta stated, "No, it is not who you think." Continuing he said, "Look close, Raditz."

The Bardock look-a-like fought bravely with Vegeta and their hair both turned gold, just as Bra's had.

"No! What is this? How can this be?"

"It is Kakarrot, Raditz! He has power beyond wild imaginings!" He smirked at Raditz's astonishment and roared, "Super Saiya-jin three!"

Raditz mumbled something about a little rat as he watched Kakarrot's hair grow as long as his own, and let out an angry invective as his brother's eyebrows disappeared. Kakarrot blew Vegeta away with a strange ki blast and Raditz impulsively shouted "What?" when he heard- "Sorry Vegeta!"

Kakarrot was laughing in a ridiculously simple way. He appeared to have no respect for his prince. Kakarrot then changed back into his own looks, and Radditz almost fell to the floor in shock. "He- he's gentle!"

He'd sharply noticed that neither one of them had a tail.

"No one will know…or I will kill you." Vegeta stated with frozen hostility. Vegeta had already told Bra and Marron not to let anyone know about the little hoi poi capsules.

"She is- she is yours…" He knelt at his prince's feet, bowing his head.

"Stupid idiot!" Vegeta hit Raditz over the head. "On your feet, third-class!"

"What, third class?"

It was the lowest form of humiliation, as he hadn't been born in that division, having had enough power at birth to be labeled as elite, and Raditz doggedly dragged his heels as he left to go outside the ship. Vegeta turned to Bra. "You may get the other woman, and the brat, and watch…outside," he arrogantly said as he strode from the room.

Bra all but ran from Vegeta's room into her bedroom and stopped dead in her tracks. Marron lay nude, the covers thrown back, her backside exposed. "Marron-san! Marron! Hey! Marron! Hurry, hurry!" Marron sat up… rubbing her eyes…and immediately shrieked after her hands came up to cover her breasts.

"Bra! Cover your eyes!"

Bra just rolled the subjects in question as Marron reached over and grasped the sheets to her chest. "Oh, come on! Daddy and Raditz are going to fight!" She looked around, realization hitting her square in the forehead. "Hey, where's Koji? She was with me last night!"

Marron interposed, "I don't know, but she's probably okay- let's get dressed." Marron opted for a quick shower while Bra hastily dressed and waited for Marron to get done in the bathroom. "Hurry…hurry," she exclaimed as Marron came out of the steam filled room. They could already feel the ground start to tremble.

As they went out to the strange primal planet, they blinked against the bright harshness of the daylight. The planet had a humidly warm atmosphere and a strange looking landscape. Encompassing, pink trees and strange, exotic mammals and birds greeted them and they heard Vegeta's voice boom out in the distance.

"Ha!"

There was a loud explosion, which almost took the girls off their feet, and Koji suddenly appeared, looking extremely frightened. Bra soothed her with reassuring words while Raditz stood there with his massive arms up as he took the blow, blocking it effectively. Vegeta immediately charged Raditz, hitting him squarely in the stomach, and furiously kept up the pace, using both fists. Raditz took to the air and his prince followed, bringing up a ki ball in his hand, shooting at Raditz with immense velocity. Raditz caught it and threw it back, making Vegeta rapidly dodge it. Vegeta dragged his body quickly down through the air, arms rising, and landed back on the ground with a slight, "tm."

"No ki shots…shall we?" Vegeta verbalized and Raditz landed, crouching into a fighting stance with Vegeta following suit. Vegeta attacked Raditz with a furious intensity that was parallel to none, beating him harshly into the ground. Raditz had let go…letting him, as he knew it was his punishment. The whipping he was to receive would take place on the home planet, in front of all Saiya-jin, and it was the uppermost humiliation. It burned him to think of it.

"I can't believe he's so weak," Bra whispered to Marron. "Isn't it in their tails?"

"What?" Vegeta looked wide-eyed at them, and then frowned. He again lit into Raditz, with a series of roundhouse kicks. "Ya! Ya! Ha!"

He broke his own rule and shot at close range at Raditz, which made an impact this time. Raditz lay on the ground for a miniscule of a second before jumping up and, lighting into Vegeta, simultaneously throwing lightening speed punches and kicks into him. Vegeta quickly broke away, and shot into the air… He powered up, holding his arms straight out, and released multiple shots from his flattened palms, bringing his elbows back and forward with each blast, shooting Raditz and knocking him down yet again.

Vegeta assailed into him furiously and while they fought, Bra looked around for a place to sit. They sat and watched Bra's adopted father beat the crap out of Raditz, Vegeta being stronger than he, and Marron realized how hungry she'd become. She stated this to Bra and they thought they'd go get a bite to eat, but as they turned they discovered that the two fighters now had a rather large audience.

Marron gulped, "Maybe we don't need to eat that bad."

The other warriors had come out of the ship to watch and most of them were of the Saiya-jin race. Most watched the fight scene, but a few had their lusty laden eyes on the girls and Bra swallowed hard.

They had to stay until Raditz and Vegeta were finished.


"You will explain that contemptible shot to me." Vegeta directed towards Bra as he sat down in the commander's chair at the head of the ship, moving from where he'd been gazing out the window at the vast void that was outer space. They had left the purged planet that they were on and were again headed toward the Planet Vegeta. Vegeta had kicked the other men out of the control room to sulk before sending for the two women. He hadn't liked being called weak.

Stewing for two days, he'd locked himself in his room, wanting to be alone with his thoughts while he watched more of the homemade movies that Bra had copied to vcd.

The more he'd thought about it, the angrier he became and he didn't want to do anything to make Bra irate with him, for she was a possible ally. He thought her no threat, for she was gentle and commiserative, and she kept Raditz's adopted brat controlled. Now Koji would blossom over the years into a fine whore, giving Raditz all he'd need, keeping him passively in line.

Vegeta'd kept Bra from Raditz, having her confined with Marron in guarded quarters; one other Saiya-jin with Canya posted at the door in the suite next to his. Bra expressed longing desire to be with Raditz, but Vegeta's rough mood had prevented her from approaching him with her request a second time.

Marron had watched, alternating glances from the novel she had been reading, as Bra would work on her Kata moves and meditation, talking to her about the return home and about finding Pan. She also told Bra about seeing Future Trunks, and having a small crush on him. Bra had been stunned, faltering on a one legged stance she'd been practicing. Bra had thought it was funny. Marron almost hated her brother.

They'd soon grown tired of being stuck in the room and Bra wanted to break for her freedom, but out of respect for her adopted father, she had waited, pacing the floor thin.

Vegeta now had the girls summoned to him and they stood tentatively before him. He wanted answers, and wanted them now. "I asked you a question- Brat," he demanded of Bra and she quavered slightly, not quite comprehending.

'What contemptible shot?' she thought angrily. "Hey Daddy, I'm not a-"

Vegeta bounded up off his chair and swung out his arm, knocking her to the floor. He smirked widely, staring wickedly at her. "Do not call me that! I have no brats!" His smirk turned into a prompt scowl.

Bra stared tearfully at him from where she landed on the smooth, cold floor of the ship. "Damn straight," she uttered under her breath. 'Dende, I'm so sick of landing on my fucking ass! And what's with these stupid moody Saiya-jins anyway? My father would never have done that,' she nastily thought.

"What? You dare talk back to me! Explain!"

"No!" Bra picked herself up and charged him headfirst, knocking him down with her. She'd done it out of expressive furor, not taking the time to power up and Vegeta gripped her arms, pushing her off of him. He stood and stared her down as she got up a second time, and she threw out a punch, which he neatly blocked.

Raditz choose at that time to enter and he super sped to stop her foot from hitting its mark.

"Third class!"

Raditz stopped in his tracks, his hand still holding Bra's foot. "What?" he gruffly inquired; a fierce growl came out of his frown, in to which Vegeta punched his insolent lower ranked warrior in the face, unsettling him none.

Raditz brought back his face, as Bra started to squirm from her ballet stance, and inquired, "What is this, an all out brawl?"

"Let go of my foot, Raditz!" Bra pouted at him and her foot slid from his grasp. She threw her arms around his massive waist and tried to kiss him, tiptoeing and tilting her face up towards his. "Kiss me, Raditz! I've missed you so much," she exclaimed, her face expressively rapt; her agony long forgotten.

Vegeta growled in the background, completely disgusted. "Kkhh… Stupid idiot," he hissed, disdainfully addressing the younger Saiya-jin as Raditz did as bid.

"Take her Raditz, I will see all of you nigh on twilight." He turned to Marron with a smirk, and directed, "All but you."

When they were alone, Vegeta ordered Marron to take off her clothes and sat back down in the chair to watch her move with graceful exquisiteness. She trembled, tentatively dropping each article of clothing.


Raditz and Bra stood outside the doors that led to the engine room, kissing frenetically. Raditz couldn't quite believe that she'd forgiven him so quickly, but then, seeing the circumstances- she'd turned Super Saiya-jin, and she must be happy about that.

He lifted her up, pushing her against the cold-steeled wall as he tore off the underwear under her skirt. She cried out as he plunged two fingers into her moist heat, wiggling them up inside her. He ground his thumb into the tiny head of her ardor and she cried out his name as he sucked passionately at her neck, creating little hickies all up and down her tender skin. He quickly brought her to an zealous climax, and setting her down, took off his armor and pulled down his spandex, baring himself.

He directed her towards the corner and faced it, pushing her face down towards him and yearningly implored her to do his bidding, feeling total ecstasy as she obediently did what he asked, using her hand simultaneously to pump the smooth skin of his extensive length along with her mouth. She kept up the pace, sliding her hand up and down to his groans, and her head bobbed until he hoarsely cried out his climax.

Raditz, hearing one of the guards approaching nearby, quickly pulled up his spandex pants and pulled her up to him, kissing her as he hooked his arm under her legs, picking her up.

"Let us bed down for the night." He carried her down the expansive corridors to his room.


Turles made haste as he left the ship. The planet they'd just landed on held an abundance of treasure. Mining operations were supreme here, mainly dealing in semi-precious stone. He wasn't interested in purging for the rat Frieza at the moment; he had much better things to do with his time.

He'd squandered a makeshift operation of his own here for the past few months, mining precious and semi-precious stone, as well as certain metallic substances. Imported off world, the resources were highly sought after. He usually checked on it every couple of months and when he wasn't on his ship, he made this planet his second home.

The other planet that he owned was further off to the northeast, in the eastern sector of the northern quadrant. It was way too far away to live there; this planet was close to Planet Vegeta.

Even though he'd been banned from his home world, he'd kept in touch with other Saiya-jins, waiting for news from his king. He shoved those thoughts aside and thought of the little Saiya-jin he'd accidentally bonded with…

He wondered why the little onna was so headstrong, even under the haze of the drug he'd given her, she had fought him with all her might; even as he'd forced her head back to his body and shoved his manhood down her open throat, forcing irrumatio on her, she had fought him.

He'd gotten tired of her flailing fists and had bent her backwards; her back had snapped and so had his temper.

He'd beaten her as she lay there, suffering.

A tiny speck of awareness and unseen perception grew in Pan's unconscious mind, along with the dull sense of trepidation, struggling for release as if it were still under a drug induced haze…a horrific ordeal that her subconsciously heightened mind had previously gone through, a torment so terrifying that her conscious probably would never be able to handle its shock. It wouldn't even fathom it, locking it tightly away in a small part of her subconscious. Raped and beaten to within an inch of her life and left to die, Pan lay, bloody and helpless on the floor of the main control room, paralyzed from the waist down.

The tiny seed of familiarity sprouted within Pan's mind, begging, trying to evoke a response from her. It wanted something and her brain fuzzily tried to react. She tried to reach through to it, struggling through the thick fog to rouse enough to talk…

'Granddaughter… my Pan-chan…Granddaughter! Hang on! Stay alive- hang on, hang on! Don't give up, Pan- chan!'

As Future Goku thought this through his sensei and into the mind of the granddaughter he'd never met, Pan vaguely discriminated between the familiar loving voice and the terrible suffering that racked through her mind. She tried desperately to move, her mind ordering out commands through the tiny nerves that led to her limbs, but they didn't respond; she couldn't even feel them.

"Grandpa…" she throatily whispered, and Miari Goku knew that he'd reached her…and he told her to hang on, he needed to get Bra to help her.

King Kai interrupted. "Goku! We need to tell Vegeta's daughter to have that little girl take her to Pan to help her get to a regeneration tank. There is one on board Turles ship."

"Sure, King Kai!" Goku concentrated on Bra's energy and stated, "Too bad I'm not alive, I could have gone to her instead."

"Goku," King Kai interjected, "I don't think you could go to this era with Instant Transmission anyway. We need that time machine."

"Right!" Goku nodded in agreement.

King Kai picked up the signal towards Prince Vegeta's ship and Goku again placed his palm upon his back. The others waited quietly and patiently while they watched Goku concentrate.

Bra lay quietly with Raditz, as it was early morning. She'd spent last night in a blissfully gentle lovemaking session last night and they'd gone to sleep around midnight. She sensed something strange within her mind and became quickly aware of what had awakened her a second ago.

'Son Goku?' she questioned in rushed incredibility.

"Yes- daughter of Vegeta! I'm Future Goku! Listen! There isn't any time! I have to tell you to help Pan-chan! She's hurt- paralyzed, and has to be taken to a regeneration tank aboard Turles's ship! King Kai says to have Koji take you there… just concentrate on a picture of Pan in your mind… Hurry, you have to hurry!"

"Help Pan?" Bra thought numbly.

"Yes, take her to a tank aboard Turles ship- she will be killed if you don't! They are gone now, but will be back soon. He's going to destroy her; he wants to break her will! You must hurry! Use Koji! Picture Pan in your mind- do you understand?"

"Yes, Goku… everyone misses you- thank you!" Bra was so moved that tears ran down her face as she left the bed and got dressed.

"Where do you think you are going, Bura?" Raditz sleepily but soberly questioned, and Bra thought with dismay, 'Oh, why did he have to wake up now- he'd better not stop me. Shoot, I guess I'd better tell him, after all I am SuperSai- man…I need to train so desperately.'

She hastily decided to tell him. "I need Koji- I need her to take me someplace. I have to hurry. It's a matter of life and death…" she sniffed, and rubbed her nose.

Raditz sat up, looking at her sternly. He silently stood up in his birthday suit, scowling as he dressed. "I am coming with you. Where do you have to go?"

Bra just about fell over in shock at his approval. "Turles's ship- Pan is on it and she's dying, she is Kakarrot's granddaughter and she's unusually strong. I don't why she's in such a bad way."

"Turles!" Raditz spoke with such venom that Bra stopped putting on her shoes and looked at him. His hands were in fists and he shook with anger. "Father's betrayer- damn rat! I will go and protect-"

Bra cut in, "I want to go tell Marron, I-"

"No! Do not! The Prince will not understand, he will insist on sending out a fleet, and you say there is no time." He secretly wanted to do this himself. 'Finally, to be able to face him for what he did…'

Bra finished dressing, wanting to take a shower but daring not. She remembered just who Turles was; the evil Saiya-jin that Goku fought and killed because he'd planted the tree of might. She wondered if he'd come across the seed for it yet. 'Where would he have gotten it from, anyway?'

_ _ _ _

Bra awakened Koji and was dressing her. The ship's slaves had given Bra some smaller clothes for Koji to wear the other day that belonged to their own children. Only the higher ranked slaves could have children, and there were a total of five child slaves of different ages on board the ship. Bra had told them that Koji was no ghost, or a witch, but was just a frightened little girl who'd lost her parents, or so she supposed.

"Koji-chan!" Bra faced her and concentrated on Pan's face. "You must understand- Raditz, hold her." Raditz picked up Koji, while Bra held on to Koji's face, trying to picture Pan in her mind. "I need to go to her, Koji…please understand me!" Bra desperately begged the little girl.

Koji sensed another person's desperation in her mind along with Bra's, his words and a picture of a girl helped her realize what Bra was saying, and it had frightened her at first, but she overcome her fear of the other voice, and of his image and they quickly went to Pan…disappearing just as a knock came at the door. Canya opened the door to Radditz's sitting room and called out his name to tell him they would soon reach Vegeta's atmosphere. She looked around at the empty room, blinking.

They reappeared on the pirate ship and Bra ran to where Pan lay nude, crumpled on the floor; her body, a mass of blood and bruises. "Pan-chan, Pan…can you hear me? Can you lift her Raditz? Be careful with her back, it's broken." She backed away from Pan and Raditz smoothly picked her up, keeping her back straight.

Bra asked, "Do you know where the tanks are Raditz?"

"No, but we will find them." He strode down the metallic corridor with his light burden, looking at each open door. They finally reached them and two plum-colored alien guards stood there in front of them.

"Hold! Who goes?" One shouted. "No one is to enter the ship on orders of Turles Sama."

"Turles- chan can go fuck himself!" Radditz spat, as Bra felt an intense rage file through her. 'I have to help Pan… I have to reach the tanks!'

Her thoughts abruptly turned towards rage and her aura fluctuated widely as she concentrated on her power up. She tried to feel the helpless fury she had felt towards Raditz the other day, and knew at that moment she could turn Super Saiya-jin at will. Her golden aura sprang into life and she quickly tore into the two aliens with maddened fury and intense super speed, taking them out quickly, one with a punch to the head- and the other, who fought her with all he had until she cried, "Burning attack!" The evil glaxian quickly dissipated, her ki faltered, bringing her to her knees and she changed back to normal.

"Come on Raditz, Koji- come!"

Raditz, who had a somewhat dazed look on his face, lifted an eyebrow. "And here I thought you would need protection…"

"Raditz-san, hurry!"

Raditz was so startled he almost dropped Pan. "Who's there?" he demanded, looking around and behind him.

"What?" he almost shouted as he heard chuckling in his mind. "I am going mad," he exclaimed as he followed Bra.

"It's Go- Kakarrot, Raditz." Bra said as she looked in a room, "I can hear him too- here it is, over here Raditz; put her in quickly!"

"It is of no use, she cannot sit up on her own, Bura."

"Just put the mask on her face, and lay her on the floor- keep her back straight!" Bra demanded and Raditz put the mask on the dark haired beauty while Bra looked at the strange electrodes.

Raditz said, "Put the electrodes on her chest and forehead."

"She'll float to a sitting position, Bra!" Goku's voice entered into both their minds.

She positioned them where he indicated and they closed the hatch, watching as the sea green water filled the tank. Bra pushed a button on the side and the machine started to life, filling up quickly. Pan swayed into a half sitting position on the floor.

"I should have thought to bring some sensu…" Bra grumbled to herself. Koji pressed her hands to the coolness of the clear tank, gazing at pan through the aqua liquid with a look of concern.

Raditz walked over towards the door to stand guard. He looked back at her, and asked, "What is sensu?"

She looked softly at his frown. 'He never smiles…'

"At home, where I come from, below Kami's Palace, in Korin's tower, there is a wise old cat named Korin-san, who is the grower and keeper of the sensu- among other things. It is a bean that heals instantly."

"Hmm… I see," he looked thoughtful.

What is Earth…like?" Raditz asked after a few moments, looking directly into her eyes. Bra looked back into his, and he watched as her face went through several emotions before she replied, sighing. "Beautiful, Raditz…light blue skies, with puffy white clouds, green grass that covers the ground and brown dirt under the grass…fresh air that smells so good. Some places are cold and some are very hot and dry. It rains, and it snows- sometimes in four different seasons, depending on where you live. There are many hundreds of different kinds of animals, and the people are different colors, white like me, Marron and Pan… brown, dark brown, yellow, red…" Her voice tapered off as she yawned, and Raditz realized how tired she still was as her eyes closed.

"I wonder what world this is," she whispered.

"Raditz! You can let her sleep, but you must watch for Turles. Pan needs at least four hours to stabilize. You must then take her to Vegeta's ship with you and put her in one of his tanks. Let Bra sleep and then, hopefully Koji can get you back out of there."

"Kakarrot…" Raditz started after a few minutes.

"Yeah, what is it Raditz?"

"What was it like to be Super Saiya-jin four?"

Goku chuckled at that, "Oh, I was never Super Saiya-jin four… that was my other self, from what King Kai told me."

"What?" Just then, Raditz heard another voice interject, "Goku! I don't have time for this, aren't you done yet?"

He heard his brother answer the other voice he was talking to before he said, "I need to go Raditz, maybe we'll meet again someday… even though I've already fought you… and well, I am dead…"

He heard the other voice growling in the background.

"What?" Raditz was shocked like he'd never been before. "Dead? How could he be- wait! How could he talk to us at all?" Raditz growled and told himself he was losing his mind, firmly dismissing his line of thought. He looked over to where Bra slumbered. She was propped up against the glass of the regeneration tank with her neck exposed, her head lying to the side. He'd yearned to instinctively bite it several times and still held back, wanting to hunt her. Koji's head lay across her lap; she was slightly snoring.

Not every Saiya-jin implemented the age-old, venerated bonding hunt. He loved the idea of the excitement of the chase, the thrill of knowing that she'd be his, and he'd not even gone through with it yet, just been told of the ecstasy that it held.

He replayed her fight with the two guards in his thoughts. He couldn't believe how magnificent she was, using Prince Vegeta's attack. He didn't know the words- but the stance was clearly Vegeta's.

Gods, but she was lovely. He looked at her again, not quite understanding how someone so frail looking could wield so much power. The typical female Saiya-jin was tough…hard; brutal…no matter how small she was, but Bura? He just didn't know.

Turles's ship must be made of ki withstanding material, for nothing had been damaged from Bra's wrath. He crossed his arms and waited for her to wake up.


"Woman… I want to know why my future brat called me weak." Vegeta asked Marron when they woke up tangled together with the sheets wrapped around them. Marron didn't know for sure either and hesitated, anxiety hitting her full in the gut.

"It holds a Saiya-jin back to have their tails. At least it did Son Goku. All of the other half-Saiya-jin's turned Super Saiya-jin and were all born with tails. Bulma-san took off Trunk's and Bra's tail. Gohan had his tail until age- lets' see…four or so… Trunks turned super at age…um…seven and Future Trunks said he was thirteen. Goten, Goku's other son was six when he turned super and Gohan was- oh twelve. I think... yeah. Pan is only one fourth Saiya-jin and had her tail until she was seven. She started school and wanted it taken off." She stopped, holding her breath.

Vegeta appeared to be thinking.

His intercom beeped. Mounted on the wall it was similar to the scouters the Saiya-jins wore, without the option of detecting ki levels. He went over to answer it.


Raditz strode over to where Koji and Bra were slumped over. Bra had stretched out in sleep and Koji's head was on her thighs. He'd kept watch at the door, looking down the hall, keeping his scouter on. There was no sign of anyone.

It was too bad. He'd come to face Turles, and although he wanted to look around the planet they were on, he stayed put for Bra's sake.

Walking over to the tank, he looked down at Pan as the blue liquid swirled around her, flowing through her dark, waist length hair. She looked totally Saiya-jin, and she was just as beautiful as Bra and Marron.

He moved his eyes over to the timer, which was on a counter next to the tank. It deciphered thirty minutes until they could take Pan out of the tank. He couldn't wait; he suddenly wanted to get the hell out of there.

Bra stirred, softly groaning. Koji sat up and moved, laying her head on the floor. Bra rose, rubbing her neck. "How much time is left?"

Raditz spoke. "Thirty minutes."

They waited until time was up and Bra gently roused Koji. Raditz pushed the button that drained the tank, and they watched until it emptied away and the hatch lifted. Bra had a couple of large white towels that she'd found and she used one to wipe Pan's skin and hair dry. Raditz wrapped the other towel around Pan and carefully picked her up off the floor of the tank.

Bra held on to Raditz after picking Koji up and they vanished.


King Kai stood there silently watching the scene from another era play out. He'd been glad everything had turned out satisfactory. Pan would be okay. Goku and Piccolo stood nearby, with the other z solders playing out antics with Bubbles and Gregory.

"Boy…this Planet is just too crowded. You guys are too loud; I need some peace and quiet. Some of you should go over to the Grand Kai's place to train with Gohan. You're all getting quite soft…" the roly-poly God cantankerously growled at the behavior of the others.

He suddenly gasped, falling over on his butt and before Goku could run over to him- Bra, Koji and Raditz holding an unconscious Pan blinked in. They stood there in shock.

Raditz growled, "This is not-" he stopped, and stared at Goku, not believing his eyes… the very image of his father. "Kakarrot!" he ejected forcefully.

Goku's eyes became extensive in surprise. He knew just how powerful Raditz was. He unconsciously went into fighting stance, and Bra set Koji down, cantering over to him; ignoring the strong pull of gravity.

"Son!" Bra hugged him, tears running down her face. "Oh, if only Pan could see you! I never thought I'd see you again," she squealed excitedly.

Raditz started growling with controlled ferociousness. Goku gently pushed at Bra and raised his hands in surrender, "Hey! It's okay, I don't want her," referring to Bra. "Let go Bra- gosh you look like Bulma…too bad Vegeta's not here."

Raditz grabbed Koji's arm. "Damn you! You did this-"

"Hey, lay off Raditz, she's only a child," Goku chided.

Raditz only growled back at him, bearing his teeth but releasing his hold on the girl's arm. Bra turned, as Koji hid behind her, and frowned at Raditz, telling him to behave.

Goku approached the dark haired figure that now lay in fully in Raditz's right-armed grasp and held out his arms, wanting to hold her. Raditz grudgingly complied and Goku gingerly took her, awed.

"My…she looks just like Chi-Chi. King Kai, where are my old gi's? I want her to have one."

Piccolo spoke. "It would be easy to make her one, but I'll go get one of yours and resize it." He strode into the tiny house. Krillin came over to Bra, as Goku kissed Pan's forehead.

"So, you're Vegeta's brat? Where's mine?" he said, pouting.

"I'm sorry, Krillin, we accidentally came here. Koji must have sensed Goku's ki. Marron's safe on Vegeta's spaceship. She looks just like Eighteen except her eyes are rounder...more like yours."

"What! I really married Eighteen? Oh wow…" With that, Krillin plunked down on his behind, stupefied.

Tienshinhon approached Bra, and Chaozu stood in front of Koji, curious. The little girl was sitting on the grass, having some trouble with the weight of the air.

"This little one is something else; Goku is the only one who knows the same technique," Tien recognized.

"Well, it's not really the same as Shun ken Idou, Tien," Bra affirmed.

"You know us…" Chaozu said wondrously.

Bra smiled, "Yes, I know all of you." She glanced over at Yamcha. "Hi, Yamcha!"

"Do I know you?" he questioned, lifting an eyebrow. She just laughed at him, and he added, "You're the spitting image of your mother."

"And your hair is much shorter!" she smiled, looking over at Krillin. "It's hard to believe you married android Eighteen and had Marron. She helped her brother kill all of you." Her expression changed and she suddenly looked wistful.

"King Kai, why don't you make us something to eat?" Goku demanded more than asked. King Kai growled out a, "fine," and turned to the house, calling Bubbles.

Raditz sat down over by the single tree and closed his eyes. "The gravity is superior here, as well."

"Yes." Piccolo handed Goku the requested gi. "Ten times that of Earth."

"Yeah, the same as Vegeta's," Raditz interjected. He guessed he was stuck here, for the duration. So, as long as no one pissed him off, he'd be all right.

Piccolo singly wondered why Frieza hadn't destroyed the planet Vegeta yet. In this era, Vegeta had already been blown to bits. He wondered what single event- or events could have effected its survival.

Goku, carrying Pan, went into the house. Bra and Koji followed him. The spacious single room, entered into several others, appearing larger inside than out. King Kai stood at the kitchen counter, busily making food. They went into a bedroom and Goku laid Pan down upon a mat on the floor. Piccolo handed Goku the newly resized gi and said, "I'll be outside."

"Can you dress her?" he asked Bra.

"Yeah, Goku."

He unwrapped the towel as Bra picked up the gi top, drawing in his breath. "Kami, she's beautiful-"

Bra looked up at him in horror. "Son! Turn away! You shouldn't be looking at her."

Goku stood and turned away. "Sorry, sorry Bra. It's not like that- I couldn't help it, she looks like Chi." He hung his head. "I'm not like that," he added in a whisper.

"It's okay, she is your granddaughter, I guess. I tend to be overprotective of her and Marron. I know you're not like that."

He turned back and watched Bra dress her, carefully keeping her back straight as he helped lift her bottom for Bra to pull up the gi pants. Bra tied the string, which held the pants up, and asked Goku a question.

"Is there anything I can use to cover her feet?"

"I don't know…I need my boots." He put his hand at the back of his head, chuckling a little as Bra took off her tennis shoes and socks, using the socks to cover Pan's feet. She then put her shoes back on.

Koji came over to where Goku was sitting next to Pan. She threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly around the neck and kissed his cheek.

Bra laughed, "I think she likes you, Goku."

He joined her laughter and Koji mimicked them, her mirth sounding like the sweet tinkling of a bell. Goku stopped and looked at her. The chibi looked just like an angel, with her white blonde hair and sea green eyes. She was pure- angelic even. He was sure of it…

She reached up and touched his halo.


After eating and chatting for a couple of hours, both Goku and Bra presented a picture in their minds of Vegeta, and Bra told Koji to find the prince and Marron. She put the picture of Marron in as well. After a few seconds, Koji ran over to Goku, reaching her arms out to him, and he picked her up. She gave him a hug, kissed his cheek and rested her hand against his face. For some reason, the little girl was extremely fond of him.

She once more walked back over to where Raditz held Pan, and grabbed Bra's hand in her little slender one. Then holding on to Raditz, they phased out…


A/N: I feel like some parts of this are unfinished, but I like it so far. I hope some of you are liking this; thanks for reading!