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Author's notes: Thanks for the reviews! From now on all the senshi will have one chapter each dedicated to them. Remember, I love answering questions about my fiction (no spoilers though) so feel free to ask in the reviews. ^_^

Sunshinekc: Ami and Tarble will return in Ami's chapter ;)

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Edit: My heartfelt thanks to Angel-Rias for Beta-reading the chapter!

Chapter 9: Makoto

"OK, I will challenge your squad leader to get you in my squad. If I win you'll come with us and they'll get Panbukin!" Bardock was smiling, but Makoto, looking at his eyes understood he was speaking seriously!

"I must protect Usagi! This brute will kill her!" She thought almost in panic. This man was strong, her attacks barely affected him. He had immobilized her with only a hand. Usagi had no chances against him. Then an idea sprang up in her mind.

"Wait! No need to challenge my leader. She's not strong enough to be a real fight for you. Your warrior's pride will be diminished by such an easy victory!" She said hastily at him.

The man looked at her annoyed. "What do you mean woman? You'll come with us without fighting?"

"No! I don't want to leave my squad mates. But I will cook for your squad anytime we are here. In exchange... will you train me? You are strong, and I want to learn from the best!" She asked him while trying not to seem too intimidated.

Unexpectedly the man blushed lightly. "You want me to train you? Uh... I..."

Seripa gasped in surprise, and then laughed out loud. "Ha ha ha! Bardock! You never miss the mark, do you?"

Toma slapped the man on the back. "It's the scar. It's the scar, I told you!" Laughing he waved at Seripa. "Let's go Seripa, you know Bardock... he's shy, ha ha ha! We will meet up later!" The two warriors left the mess hall still laughing.

"W-what? Was my request so funny?" Makoto asked herself, puzzled by the warrior's reaction.

Meanwhile Bardock circled her, as a horse buyer would do to appraise his next purchase. "Yes, you are strongly built and tall. Wide hips. Ample bosom. Pretty face and I like the scar too." He smirked. "I'll train you. We will start immediately. Follow me." He told her bluntly, walking away.

"W-what in the hell does my 'ample' bosom has to do with training?" She shouted back at him, while following the man out of the mess hall.

Bardock ignored her and walked up to a balcony at the end of the corridor. Then he started to fly. "This way." He said while floating in the air, obviously waiting for her to follow.

Makoto paled immediately. "I can't fly!" She told him with a shaky voice.

"You don't..? Woman you are a real failure! How is it possible for a Saiyan of your age still not knowing how to fly! Humph!" Hovering down he grabbed her arm and lifted her in the air.

Makoto panicked immediately. "Put me down! Put me down! Please! I cannot fly! I'm too scared, please!" She screamed while Bardock, totally ignoring her, flew full speed toward his usual training hall.

The warrior lifted her in his arms, hugging her snugly. "I will not let you fall. Cease your squawking, woman!" He scolded her.

Held in his strong arms, Makoto felt a bit more secure so she switched from screams to silent prayers. 'Oh spirits, gods, anyone! Let me survive this madness... Mom, Dad, were you frightened like I am now when your plane crashed?'

Finally Bardock landed on the Training Hall balcony. He roughly tossed her on the floor. Being on firm ground again roused Makoto spirit. Standing up she glowered at the man. "Y-you monster! I told you I hate flying! Why did you have to..."

He stopped her with a finger on her mouth. "Silence! First lesson, I speak, you obey. If you want to ask something raise a hand. Second lesson, flying is a basic skill all Saiyan warriors have to master. This means you too. If you are scared of flying, you battle your fear and learn anyway! Now, why do you need training so badly?"

She raised a hand smirking. He sighed. "I asked you something, woman! No need to ask permission to answer!"

Makoto was pissed by the man's lack of manners, but he was right. Anyone could fly in this goddamned world, but her! She answered his question. "First I need to master the Oozaru form. I cannot control myself when the moon is full. Then I need enough strength to qualify for elite missions. That's all."

Bardock scratched his head, looking at her perplexed. "Mastering the Oozaru is easy, it's a children skill! But becoming elite... Woman, I was born low-class and I needed ten years to reach elite strength! You have to train constantly and fight a lot of strong opponents to reach the minimum requirement, a power level of 4000!"

Hearing that, Makoto felt dejected. "I-I have to do this, please! Can you help me?"

'Cute and strong willed... I like this.' Bardock thought looking in her eyes. "OK, we'll start from the Oozaru. Then I'll teach you how to fly. No complaining!" He added seeing panic in her eyes at his mention of flying.

"As you wish... Sensei!" She replied with a firm voice, steeling herself for a probably very hard training.

"What's a sensei? I'm Bardock!" He replied, making her smile.

"As you wish, Bardock!" She told him.

"Come with me." He said entering the training hall.

They walked in an enormous domed structure. Large circular platforms were built on the floor of the dome, others hovered in the air. The building was so large it could swallow whole an Olympic Stadium. Lesser domes were built around the main structure like a mushroom patch. Bardock walked in one of these, marked "Oozaru training facility" over the entrance.

Once inside, he took a pair of heavy goggles, replacing his scouter with them. Makoto tried to take a pair for herself, but he stopped her. "No need of that. You want to train, don't you?" He told her.

Not really understanding, Makoto nodded at him. "Go at the center of the arena, and look up. You will see a simulated full moon. A lamp strong enough to unlock the transformation. Try speaking to me while I light up the lamp. If you lose control you'll stop speaking and I will darken the light. The transformation will revert. Then we try again. Any time you fail I will hit you with a power ball, like this!" He created a tiny shining ball of energy in his hand and without warning he threw it at her. Surprised Makoto could not avoid being hit in the stomach.

"Ouch! I've not started yet! Why did you have to hit me?" She asked at him angrily.

Smirking he replied. "Now you know how much it hurts. Try not to lose control or I will hurt you more! Look up, we are starting, and remember, say something meaningful!"

"What the hell I'm supposed to say to you? I can..." She stopped, mesmerized by the artificial moon light. Then the light vanished and she felt an acute pain in the chest. "Ouch!" He had hit her again.

"You lost control. Again!" He lighted the lamp.

"Oh I hate you! This training method sucks..." Again she lost herself in the light, and again she was zapped by Bardock's power ball.

"Arrgh! How I'm supposed to resist this damned light..." ZAP!

"Ouch! I swear, I will punch you one time for every..." ZAP!

"Kyaaah! You made my nose bleed, you brute..." ZAP!

"Enough! I'm tired of this..." ZAP!

"Ouch! Please Bardock, let me rest..." ZAP!

"I said enough! Or I wiLL SQUASH YOU WHERE YOU ARE, YOU BUG!" She shouted with a resounding voice to the tiny Bardock standing in front of her.

"Well done, Makoto! You managed to control yourself after only eight tries." He replied at her smiling.

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? I... I AM... AN OOZARU?" She looked at her hairy arms and legs! She touched her fanged mouth! She felt so big and powerful! And then she recalled... all the memories of her fight on Babke while in Oozaru form returned to her in perfect clarity.

"PLEASE, SHUT DOWN THE LIGHT! I CANNOT STAND THIS FORM! I HATE IT!" She asked Bardock, her voice full of sadness and rage. "I TOLD YOU! SHUT IT OFF!" She shouted at the artificial moon, her rage increasing until it took the form of a powerful wave of energy, shooting from her mouth. The beam hit the lamp destroying it, then exploded on the roof of the cupola.

The building was evidently built for withstanding such attacks; the beam barely scratched the reinforced structure. She rapidly returned to her normal form. "Uh... Bardock, I'm sorry for the lamp! I was angry and..." In the meantime she was having problems to move her tail, it was all sore.

The man waved at her. "No worries, children always damage it, its normal. Someone will change it. By the way, you can't move your tail well after transformation. It will be weak for a day! It's normal."

She shrugged, leaving her tail free to move behind her.

Looking at her pretty tail waving as she walked he smiled. "You were fast to learn control, so we have time for learning to fly! Follow me!" He told her returning to the main hall.

"Uh! Maybe you can start with teaching me that energy ball attack?" She asked hoping to distract him from that flight thing!

"I said 'you will learn to fly' and you will! Come here, you coward!"

"Humph, OK. But I can't fly! You will see..." She replied dejectedly.

"We'll see. Now, to fly you have to..." Bardock started to say, but a shrill voice interrupted him.

"On your guard, Father! YAAAH!" A long haired boy of approximately seven years of age charged at Bardock, trying to hit him with a flying kick!

The warrior parried the attack easily, and then replied with a fast uppercut in the boy's stomach! Dazed by the heavy blow he received, the boy slumped on the floor panting.

"Stupid son! Never shout your attacks when you try to surprise your opponents! Now get lost, I've work to do!" He spat at the poor boy.

"I... I hate you! Always sparring with some woman! If you trained with me and mom she wouldn't…!" He cried standing up.

Bardock kicked him in the guts, throwing him against the wall with a loud crash. "You idiot! If you have the strength to stand up, do not cry! Attack me! I'm ashamed to call you son!"

The boy looked at him with a look of pure hate. Seeing this Makoto could not stand it anymore.

"Enough! It's your son! Are you mad? You are hurting him!" She slapped Bardock in the face with her full strength. This time the warrior's head was spun aside by the impact, a red hand impressed on his right cheek!

"Do not meddle in this, woman! It's not your business!" He replied, amazed by her show of strength. Just an hour ago she wasn't capable of hurting him.

"Morons who hit children are always my business, you idiot! Now apologize!" She barked at him, a disapproving look on her face.

Her show of anger gave Bardock an idea. "Make me!" He replied defiantly while taking a fighting stance.

Makoto was tired of this man's brutishness, tired of the senseless violence, ashamed by her new-found memories of slaughter. She only wanted someone to vent on her rage and sadness. Clenching her teeth with grit she charged him head on.

Having studied karate since she was six, Makoto at fourteen was already a second Dan black belt. Five years as Sailor Jupiter taught her the difference between a real fight and sparring. So when she clashed with Bardock, only the man's superior power saved him from being smashed by her onslaught. Punches, kicks, elbow smashes and knee blows, they attacked and parried and dodged at high speed.

The boy looked at them amazed. His father had never fought like this with his mother. She was a low class warrior, unworthy of his attention he told him once. But now...

As a Saiyan he could appreciate a good fight when he saw one. However, despite her elegant fighting form, the woman still had no chances. His father dodged most of her blows by simply slipping away at the last moment. She could parry his attacks, but they hurt her anyway. Her arms were full of bruises.

After an intense exchange of blows, Bardock managed to land a punch on her chin. Dazed, Makoto was unable to dodge a power ball. Hitting her, the attack blasted a hole in her armor sending her meters away, sprawling on the floor.

"You are not strong enough, woman. You can't be elite; you can't do anything but cook! And you can't make me apologize to my son. I will kick him senseless!" He laughed at her, by purpose. If he was right... He scanned her with his scouter.

Meanwhile Makoto was beyond rage. The wrath of the righteous was burning in her heart. "I... won't... let you... hit him... again! Unforgivable!" She stood up, a bright green aura blazing around her.

Bardock's scouter was beeping madly. 'Her power level is rising! 2500... 3000... 3500, It's incredible! She raises her power when angry, I was right!'

Meanwhile the tall girl crossed her arms over her chest with her index and pinky fingers extended, shouting while small crackling sparks danced over her head. "My guardian, Thunder star! Brew a storm! Call the clouds! Bring down the lightning!" She raised her hands towards the roof of the dome while a loud rumble answered her prayers. Then lightning blasted its way through the reinforced dome, hitting her arms!

All the Saiyans in the room were shocked by the awesome display of power. Only Bardock was expecting something similar, but not at this level!

The scouter clicked again, her power rising to an incredible 10500! Unharmed she pointed her hand at the stupefied warrior, shooting lightning at him while screaming to the tops of her lungs! "Supreme... Thunder!"

'I'm in danger!' Bardock knew an attack of this magnitude could kill him, so he dodged with all of his speed. But the lighting was not a normal power attack; it was a real thunderbolt, somehow conjured by the strange girl's power. Bardock crossed his arms in front of him, trying to soak up the inevitable damage.

"AAARGH!" He shouted in pain as the bolt blasted away his gloves and burned his arms. Yet he managed to avoid being hit in the chest. A lightning strike in the heart was sure to be lethal. However he was used to pain so a moment later, while she was still recovering from the powerful attack, he charged at her!

Jumping at the last moment he kicked straight in the hole he made in her armor previously. Bardock could kill her but he restrained himself just enough to make her lose consciousness. She was slammed senseless on the floor.

"End of training for today." He said gently, standing up to her.

"Raditz, come here!" he barked at his son.

The boy, still amazed by the incredible duel he witnessed, stood up and walked towards him.

Bardock kicked the woman at him. "Bring her to our quarters. Put her in Sharotto's bunk. She need to rest."

This was almost too much for the young boy! "Why I must take her into my mother's bunk? YOU take her into YOUR bunk!" He let Makoto's body slump on the floor.

His father looked at him, unexpectedly gentle. "My hands are wounded. I cannot take her anywhere." He raised his burnt and blistered hands, shaking without control.

Breaking out in silent tears, Raditz grabbed Makoto from the floor and dragged her away, obeying his father.

Bardock noticed his son's tears, scratching his head. "Now what's he crying for? I can't understand him. Ouch, my hands, ouch, I cannot scratch myself, ouch!"

Looking at his ruined arms, he decided to pay a short visit to the medical center to fetch three medpacs. One for each of his arms and one for the woman. "If she's hurt she will not cook this evening!" He thought, flying away.

He could not notice the big mustached Saiyan grinding his teeth in hate. Nappa was training Jean on one of the raised platforms, and they witnessed the duel from the start. "Woman! She was one of yours! They all have the same power? How can you raise your level so easily? Tell me or I will kill you!" He barked at his student.

The woman, battered and bruised from the rough training, stood up to her master. "I'm surprised too. She was strong, but that lightning bolt was amazing!" She replied. In her thoughts however, she was grinning to herself. 'She's transcending her axioms... Awesome! I bet they could be all runners like me...'

She was so taken by her thoughts to almost being hit by Nappa's surprise attack. She barely avoided it, a feat easier as time passed. Assuming a fighting stance she smirked at him. "Nice try! Now it's my turn!"

~Sometime later, in Bardock's quarters...~

Makoto groaned. She was laying down in the darkness on a Saiyan bunk, no doubt of it. It was too uncomfortable to be anything else. Her abdomen was hurting badly. She was sore all over and all the more pissed at herself! "Why do they always defeat me with a single blow! Frak!"

A voice from the darkness startled her by answering the question. "It's because you used all of your power for a single attack. If this fails to kill your enemy you are too weak to press the advantage."

"W-who are you, where am I?" She asked, trying to get up. She found herself too weak, and had to lie down again.

A small light lit up the room, showing Bardock sitting on a bench beside her. His arms were enveloped in strange watery bags. A small device was fastened to each bag. Another similar bag was on her chest. On her skin. Bare skin... she was once again naked!

"Argh! You pervert! Don't look!" She searched for a pillow to throw, finding none.

"Don't make such a fuss, woman! How could I apply the medpac without first removing your armor and undersuit?" He was sincerely puzzled by her reaction.

Covering her breasts, Makoto blushed intensely. "W-what have you done to me while I was senseless? You monster!"

"Woman, you are being stupid! I don't understand! What do you think I have done to you? I applied a medpac to the wound I inflicted. It should heal by this evening. So you can cook for my squad. I have a cooking station in my quarters. Try to get some sleep until then!" He told her standing up.

He stopped a moment before exiting the room. "By the way, that 'supreme thunder' attack was a bit slow to charge but very powerful. However if you concentrate all of your power in a single instant, your stamina, speed, power and reflexes will be greatly diminished after that. You should raise your strength normally and use that skill only in dire circumstances. Think on it while you rest." The door closed behind him, but the light was still on.

"That dork forgot to kill the light, humph!" She pouted kicking the wall in frustration.

"I can turn off the light if you ask me nicely." A second voice chimed in.

"Another one? Are you peeping at me in groups?" She can't believe the total disregard Saiyans had for privacy!

"This is MY room! And you are in MY mother's bunk! You can crawl away if you don't like it!" Raditz told her, annoyed.

"Oh, it's you! You are Bardock's son! I'll go away the moment I manage to stand. Tell your mother I'm sorry for the inconvenience. What's your name, boy?" She asked nicely.

"My name is Raditz. And my mother is dead, DEAD! You stupid woman!" He yelled at her, crying.

Makoto immediately regretted her words. She knew the sorrow of losing a parent. "I'm sorry Raditz. My mother and father died in front of my eyes. I know how it feels." Despite the pain, she managed to sit on the bunk. "I'll go now." She tried to stand up, without success.

Raditz, surprised at her words wiped his tears with a hand. Then he stood in front of her, gently pushing her on the bunk. "Rest here. You'll go when you feel better."

Makoto sighed at her weakness, lying down. "I'm sorry... Lately this is my catchphrase."

The boy looked at her puzzled. "What's a catchphrase?" He sat down on the bunk beside her.

She giggled. "Nothing important. Tell me Raditz, why did you attack your father in the training hall?"

The boy waved his feet, clearly hesitating. "He hates me. I'm weak, weaker than most boys of my age." He finally told her.

"Mother and father were both low-class warriors, but mother never wanted to be more. Father instead, he wanted to be elite. So he trained hard and harder. He chose difficult missions. But while he grew stronger my mother's level never raised enough." His voice was very sad. Makoto took his hands in her own, encouraging him to go on.

"One year ago they squabbled and bickered and quarreled, until mother left him. She abandoned me here, telling me I'm too similar to him." He closed his eyes, trying not to cry again.

"Poor boy! How could she do this to you?" Makoto was angry again. Saiyans were awful parents!

"My father never trains me. He told me it is pointless, I'm too weak. So I always try to attack him. I want to make him change his mind on this! I can be strong, I know it!" He was shaking with pain and anger.

Makoto squeezed his hands looking at his eyes. "Tell me about your mother. How did she die?"

He sighed. "She joined another squad. All low class warriors. They took only 'safe' missions with a full moon or against weak opponents. Two months ago they could not take the mission they wanted. Someone took it first."

Makoto's eyes opened wide. She started trembling. A horrible premonition made its way in her thoughts. "They wanted to go on planet Babke, but they ended up on an attack run on planet Meat's third moon. They were all killed before even landing!"

Makoto started to cry at the same time Radish did. "It happened last month. I could never tell her I still loved her. And father never said anything about her death. He hated her and he hates me!" He could not say anything else, as Makoto hugged him tightly.

She could not suffer this anymore. She had to take responsibility for all the evil she did. Sobbing, she took the boy's shoulders in her hands, looking straight at his face. "Radish, I'm sorry... so sorry... My squad took that mission. Your mother died because of us. If it can relieve your sorrow, please hit me! Kill me! I cannot stand any more pain in my heart!"

Her tears flowed freely. She sobbed as all the sorrow, the pain and the fear of the past months overwhelmed her.

Raditz at first was angry. He clenched his hands over Makoto's, squeezing hard. His mother died so this woman could live! He raised his fist, about to punch her. And then... He thought about his mother. Sharotto never cried with him. She never understood his sadness. She never defended him, trained with him, said him a kind word.

This woman instead... She barely knew him, yet she even risked her life to stop his father. She cried with him and understood his sorrow. She wanted to atone for his mother's death. She was so strange! Feeling an unusual warm sensation in his young heart, the boy hugged her.

"Don't be sorry. It had to happen. She felt fine being weak. Father always says one must first defeat oneself before thinking to defeat others. I never understood it until now... Thank you for defending me at the arena!" He told her, wiping her tears with his hands.

Makoto looked into Raditz's yes. He was wiser than his age. They nodded at one another. "I can help you train with your father. I know how, trust me." She told him, feeling better.

"Yeah! I trust you. But I don't want to call you 'woman' all the time as my father does. What's your name?"

She hesitated, the nodded at him. "I'm Makoto. It means 'sincerity' and 'truth'. If I say something I mean it. Friends?" She asked him, looking into his eyes.

Raditz never had friends. It was a dream come true. "Yes!"

"Good, we wait until I'm healed, then we start."

"We start what?" The boy asked her.

"My plan to make your father train you!" She replied. "After dinner obviously. I'll cook for you. Someone says I'm a good cook. Want to try?"

"Oh, mother never cooked anything. I'm curious. And I'm starving!"

"Well, we have to wait for the wound to close... ouch."

Raditz looked at the wound with a critical eye. Makoto was by now well beyond modesty so she ignored his probing. "Hem, it will never heal. Father used the medpack backwards!" He quickly removed the device, applying it in the right way.

"Argh! Bardock you dolt!" She facepalmed, annoyed at Bardock's technical ineptitude.

A few hours later, Makoto's wound was mostly healed. Wearing her undersuit and armor, she thought of how frequently they had to be replaced. Then she followed Radish into the main room. There she stopped in her tracks. The place was a total mess!

"Y-your father never cleans here, right?" She asked the boy.

"Never. I clean my room, and that's all. My mother was even worse. She left stinking undersuits everywhere. I learned to clean by myself!" He kicked away a moldy breadcrumb.

"And they called you weak! Raditz, if you had followed their example you would have grown a criminal! Now... we clean everything!" She grabbed some bandages, probably the only clean thing in the entire house, and tied them over her brow, samurai style. "Let's go!"

"Aw, I have to clean it too?" Raditz was not so happy at the idea.

"Yes! We will show your father we can do things he can't!" She was adamant. So he had to help her.

Sometime later, Bardock returned with Seripa, Toma and two others. One fat and mean, his name was Panbukin. The other tall, strong and stupid looking was Toteppo. When the door opened they looked inside.

"We opened the wrong door. Bardock you don't even remember where your quarters are?" Toma asked him smirking.

Bardock was certain of remembering the right door. "These are my quarters! Someone cleaned them!" He immediately knew the responsible party as a delicious smell reached them from the kitchen.

"Oh boy! This smell I cannot forget! It's that girl's cooking!" Bellowed Panbukin, entering the house.

"Wait! We are hungry too!" Said Toma, following him.

Seripa grinned at Bardock. "It seems she likes to humiliate you! She cooks good, she cleans, she can kick ass! She's too good for you my friend!" She caught up with the others laughing. Toteppo looked at them, then he entered the house leaving only Bardock outside.

'This woman will get me only trouble... I knew it from the start.' He thought following them.

Once inside they found the lunch table completely covered with the biggest meal ever! Literally a ton of deliciously cooked food was waiting for them. They would have started to eat it if only Makoto and Radish had not blocked them from reaching it.

"What's the meaning of this, woman? And what are you doing here, Raditz?" Bardock asked them.

Makoto tapped her index finger on his chest. "I will zap this meal into cinders if you don't promise to train me AND Raditz. And I mean training, not torture! And I won't ever cook for you if you even touch any of my friends, Raditz included! That's all. Your choice!" She and Raditz immediately took fighting stances.

Silence fell in the house. Bardock's squad mates looked at him anxiously. They all wanted to eat the delicious food, but they dared to attack the girl. He'd described them the incredible lightning attack she used to wound him. They could not take the risk to let her destroy the meal!

Finally bursting in laughter, Bardock put his hands on his hips. "It seems I have no choice. If you want me so badly I'm yours. I will mate with you and train both you and Raditz. It seems he already accepted you, and that's a bonus. But you will be responsible for him, OK?"

They all started to laugh and slap Bardock on the shoulders, congratulating him. Seripa grinned at Makoto. "Well done girl! Hooked in a single day! That's how it is done! Now let's eat!"

Makoto was virtually frozen! Three words echoed in her head... "Mate with you... mate with you... mate with you..." She snapped out of the daze and grabbed the boy.

"Raditz! What do they mean by "mate with you"? I never..." She started to ask, while Bardock and his friends gobbled up the food she and Radish cooked.

The boy grinned at her. "When I saw you two dating I was very upset. My father started to date other women since he and mother broke up. They never lasted more than a month. You are the first I really like. You are awesome, I already told you!"

Awestruck, Makoto stammered while sweat dropping. "B-but I n-never d-dated your f-father!"

"What are you saying, Makoto? You asked father to train with him! This is dating, unless you prefer the old way of hunting together in the wilderness, but no one hunts anymore nowadays!" He explained to her, raising his eyebrow perplexed.

Bardock choose that exact moment to speak to her. "Hey woman! Come here to eat with us! Tonight is our night! Let's party!" He slapped his thigh, suggesting her to sit on his lap!

Looking at him with enormous disbelieving eyes Makoto thought nothing worse could happen. Thus challenged the universe obliged, and her scouter beeped.

"Makoto? Makoto do you hear me? Usagi here! Rei is in trouble! She has challenged that Nappa guy to a duel to the death! He will kill her! Makoto are you there?"