Chapter 2

Raditz was uncomfortable. She was entering the house of her prince. Goku told her about her prince settling on Earth and having a family of his own. Something she could never believe, but the sight of the blue-hair female who was his wife, and the purple hair child made her doubt her disbelief.

"Hey guys!" Bulma greeted. Goku and Goten had followed along.

"Hey Bulma!"

"Hey Mrs. Briefs!"

"Uh..." Raditz wasn't sure of how to address her. She knelled on one knee naturally. "Good morning, my prince's woman."

"Good morning to you, too." Bulma told her. "Next time, you don't have to kneel or anything. Just say hi like everyone else, and call me Bulma."

"Bulma?"

She nodded. She knew about what Raditz had done, but that was years ago, and she wasn't as stubborn as Chichi. She was also sort of on Goku's side of giving Raditz a second chance since this saiyan was almost nothing compared to what her husband had done.

"That's it. Now you guys follow me. Especially you Raditz since you're the one I have to check on." Bulma told them.

The new woman was surprised at the woman's attitude. This was her prince's chosen mate. Raditz never really thought of what type of woman her prince would chose to mate with, but this one was kind. She was also certainly gorgeous, intelligent and rich. Thinking about that, she shouldn't be surprised.

The only surprising factor was that she was an earthling.

The five of them went into the lab where Raditz was told to lie down on a table to be scanned by a scanner above her. She stayed still as the red light went up and down her body. Goku just stared. Goten and Trunks were playing tag.

When the scanning was finished, Bulma looked at the results on the computer screen, "It says here that you're a woman alright. Everything appears to be fine and not really all that different from a normal woman except for the tail, of course." She told Raditz who was sitting up. "So what do you plan on doing now?"

Goku responded, "Oh! He's staying with me until King Kai found the person responsible for this and make him a man again!"

Raditz continued, "And then I will leave this damn planet. My pri...Bulma, my brother had told me that you are an inventor. That you are able to create space ships."

"Yeah, do you want one?"

"I-If it's of no bother to you my princess!"

"Princess?"

"Ah! I'm sorry! You are my prince's wife! It's only suitable to call you as such!"

"Whoa, calm down. I already told you that you can just call me Bulma."

Raditz felt ashamed. "Right. So you wouldn't mind providing me the means of transportation once I become a man again?"

"I don't see why not. Chichi would probably like it that way."

"Thank you." She told the woman respectfully. "And if I may ask, where is Prince Vegeta?"

"I think he's training. When he's not eating or sleeping, he's training. I swear if I had a penny for every time he trained over spending quality time with his own family, I'd be richer than I already am!" The scientist responded in frustration.

Raditz smiled proudly at the familiar act. At least that part didn't change in his prince. "It is important for the prince to stay in top condition."

Goku said, "I also stay in top condition! We should go training after this, Raditz!"

Bulma scolded him, "Don't talk nonsense, Goku! Raditz needs to go shopping with me for more clothes! She can't keep wearing one of my husband's jumpsuits! Come on Raditz! We better hurry!" She grabbed the woman's wrist and pulled her out of the room.

"Hey wait! Make sure that she doesn't leave!" Goku told her, and wasn't sure if Bulma heard him, but was pretty sure that he'll just find his sister again if she did leave.

Raditz let herself be dragged out of the room, and then the woman let go of her wrist when they were alone. "M-My...I mean Bulma! What do you mean shopping?"

"You don't know what shopping is?"

"I know what it means, but I don't want to bother you with my trivial needs." Raditz rubbed the back of her neck feeling more nervous.

"It's not a problem at all! I've been meaning to do a little shopping myself, so don't worry about it! Plus, I want to ask you questions about Vegeta's past. The man likes to stay very mysterious if you know what I mean."

"Yes. He was a very secretive bastard. Vegeta always kept to himself during the rule under Frieza."

"I figured. So what kind of relationship did you and Vegeta have?" Bulma was really curious to how Vegeta was like to others.

"It was a very simple relationship. A relationship between a low-class saiyan and a royal elite. He was to give his orders and I followed. Nothing more. Nothing less." She responded frankly.

"Really? Nothing more? You two were to believe that you were the last of your entire race, and you never had, I don't know, special moments? Memories?"

"...None. We lived through the missions that Frieza had given us, and I remained his loyal servant who he ridiculed constantly for his lack of strength."

The two exit the building to a car. "Wow, that's rather bland. What did you think of my husband then? When he was evil and destroying planets."

"...Glorious. Strong. A fitting cruel saiyan elite warrior who could accomplish anything. He was also a bastard, but I had my greatest faith in him to restore the saiyan's pride. To think that he had settled himself with living here...with Goku..." She ran her hands through her hair.

"What's wrong?" The blue hair woman asked with concern.

"It is nothing to worry yourself about Bulma. It's just the woman body effecting my emotions." Raditz told her.

"It is a pain, but you should also allow yourself to feel these emotions! Just be honest with yourself and tell me! I promise I won't tell a soul!"

Raditz felt a piercing comfort in those words, but was not ready to accept his woman body's weakness. "Thank you. Let's go shopping."

Bulma was not satisfied by that answer, but knew better than to push. The two got into a car, and drove off to a mall. It was a silent ride since the mother wanted to give Raditz time to think her feelings out, and make sense of them.

It was like going through puberty, and the woman remembered what that was like. The new emotions, body growth and blood spilling each month. Now that she thought about it, they had to check if saiyan women could get periods.

After thirty minutes of driving, she asked, "Hey Raditz, do saiyan women have their menstruation?"

The woman responded simply, "They have it once a year after their heat cycle."

"Heat cycle?"

"Yes. The saiyan women do not shed their uterus as often as the earth woman. The saiyan woman goes through their cycle once every earth year and last for a week, but if the woman is stressed during it, the days decrease substantially or more. And then shed their uterus if a coupling was inevitable."

"Wow, you sure know a lot."

"My mother would tell me about it. It's supposed to feel like your hips are being clawed out by talons of your worse nightmare as you bear witness your blood dripping from your canal. But I had a hole in my stomach, so I'll be fine." Raditz said nonchalantly.

"Uh..." Bulma wasn't sure of how to respond to that. She just noted that she didn't need to buy tampons. "So were you close with your mom. What was she like?"

"..." Raditz tried to think of how to phrase her. His mother always been on missions and the bar, and only came home as someone drunk. "...She was a saiyan warrior like everyone else in our kind. She went on missions and came back victorious. She'd celebrate by having a drinking contest with her coworkers. She always loved the games that involved a drink..."

"She sounds like a lot of fun!"

"...Yes, she was..."

Raditz found his mother sprawled on the floor after having too much to drink. The child learned from the medic about how to take care of his mother in a situation like this. With his saiyan strength, he put her on her bed, and got the medicine for it.

The boy wasn't startled when he felt a hand caress his cheek. "Hair...just like mine. Are you my daughter?"

The child sighed. "No mother. I am your son. Raditz."

"Raditz? Oh! Right. Damn...you're weak." She was silent for a moment, and the told him, "Becuz of you, your father finds a mate like me useless. I bet he's fucking that chick on his team. What was that whore's name again?"

"Go to sleep mother. You have another mission tomorrow." Raditz told her with frustration.

"Don't tell me what to do." She said in snide, and then fell asleep.

Raditz gritted his teeth. A disappointment and a burden she was to her drunk mother. Raditz felt like she was nothing when her mother wasn't under the influence as she left without even saying a word to her. The new woman continued to stare out of the window without really taking in the scene. She was too busy trying to ground the subtle yet annoying ache in her chest.

She was relieved yet nervous when they finally got to the mall. Bulma guided her around the building. They went to almost all the clothing stores where Raditz had to try on so many different clothes to go with her tall and muscular yet curvy structure. She also had big feet.

The people at the store stared at her as if she was a challenge to overcome. Especially since she was with her prince's wife. Raditz found the task to be difficult as all she had to do was change clothes and pose for her prince's wife's opinions. Bulma was actually having fun since she didn't have many gal friends to go shopping with.

After hundreds of different types of clothes and designs, they finally stopped for lunch at a restaurant. Bulma continued talking about what they were going to do next while considering the time. Raditz just listened.

"So Raditz, do you like your new clothes?" Bulma asked with a beautiful smile.

The woman didn't want to answer negatively. "Yes. They're very...colorful."

"I knew you would. It's very important for the women here to look their best! So about my husband, what was he like as a child?"

"Prince Vegeta as a child was very spoiled and demanding. Every day when we weren't on a mission, he would be either training with Nappa or bossing me around to take care of everything else. His most common order would be to have me buy him ice cream. I guess you could say that his most favorite flavor was mint chocolate chip. He was a glutton when he discovered them. Always bothering me, even when I was busy, to get him ice cream. He'd rant like an actual child when I wouldn't."

"Like an actual child? What was he most of the time?"

"A tyrant." She responded with a smirk. "I was ten when our planet was destroyed while Prince Vegeta was five. He acted like a prince should have if they were aiming to become a tyrant. When he was angry with me, he'd pull my hair and my tail while I did the same, but I lost in the end."

"He was a bully to you even at that age?!"

"Saiyan children are a lot more developed than earthling's children." Raditz responded proudly. "The prince's actions towards me was nothing to rile my anger. To be honest, his tyranny over me was more tamed than the other saiyan children."

"Other saiyan children?"

Raditz felt like she could share, "I was known as one of the weakest saiyan among our kind. My parents would barely acknowledge my existence, and the children mocked me for it. Mocked me in so many ways than I could count as a small child."

"That's terrible!"

The woman knew it was, but it was the only treatment she knew, "Do not be mistaken. I did fight back for my pride, but then considering the way I died, I deserved it all. The saiyans are supposed to be the strongest race ever to have existed."

"No!" Bulma held her hands over the table. "That is just terrible! Absolutely terrible! A child should never be subjected to that! Never! Oh you poor thing! Everything'll be better this time! If there's anything you need, ask me! Alright?!"

"Uh, yes." The woman thought of things that would be useful to have when she turned back, but for now she was a bit stunned by her compassion. Raditz wasn't sure how to respond correctly to it. She continued to eat while Bulma collected herself from such a sad story.

"Sorry, I hate it when I hear about kids being abused and neglected. What kind of parents would neglect their child! Even if they are weak, they're supposed to be cared for! Who did take care of you?"

"Ah, for the first few years of my life, I was taken care of by our race's women with the other children while the other warriors went to war. After the war, and Frieza changed everything, I took care of myself. I did have my daily trips to the medic after my usual day of rough housing. Doing so had actually made me knowledgeable of how to take care of wounded warriors."

Bulma found that interesting and sad to hear about how often the woman in front of her had to get bandaged up. "So you were a big help on the team with Vegeta right?"

"Ha! The only scratch the prince had was when he would deliberately make his opponent give him one!" Raditz faintly remembered another memory but ignored it. "A truly glorious warrior with the saiyan blood running through his veins!" She smirked happily. "Certainly you have experienced the full glory of seeing him in battle."

"Not really. I prefer it if he would stop training all the time, but that's Vegeta."

"Of course it's him! If he didn't, then there wouldn't be a part of him left!"

"Whoa! You're really passionate about my husband. If I didn't know better, I would've thought you were in love with him." She said jokingly.

Though Raditz knew, she responded, "Don't be ridiculous. He would never divert his eyes to a low class saiyan. Certainly not a male. On the other hand, you were obviously chosen for your beauty and wits."

"Why thank you."

"You're welcome."

"You know, you're not bad looking yourself. Goten actually thinks your beautiful."

"The brat? Hmph. The little half breed barely has the gall of a fighter. I'm forced to share a room with him."

"It can't be that bad."

"Tell me that when you can smell the child's breath in the morning. Not only am I forced to deal with my brother, Goku's stupidity, but also his wife's dirty looks and spiteful words, and their child's mediocrity! At least I haven't seen their other child. It would only add more to my stress."

"You mean Gohan? Right, he's staying at Hercule city." The woman remembered. "You don't want to see him?"

"Of course not. I tried to murder him as a child. If his mother won't let it go, then I don't want to deal with him."

"You'd be surprised. Gohan isn't a lot like Chichi. He's more forgiving."

Raditz just gave a lopsided frown. "I think I rather prefer if he wasn't. To be honest, I prefer my brother's wife's dislike than misdirected kindness."

Bulma furrowed her brows upward with a frown. Raditz seemed to want to reject any form of kindness towards her. She only accepts hers by the fact that she's married to Vegeta out of habit than genuine gratitude. She continued to eat before her food got cold.

Raditz did the same, and was surprisingly quiet and tamed as she did compared to how the scientist always saw saiyans eat. After eating only ten plates, the saiyan was done.

"Only that much?" Bulma asked.

"Did I eat too much?" Raditz asked with concern.

"No! It's just...usually I'd leave with about fifty plates minimum, or when the restaurant runs out of food."

"Yes, the saiyan kind eats until their satisfied. I am used to eating this much."

"Why is that?"

"...I prefer quality over quantity. And it was very satisfying. Thank you Bulma."

"You're welcome. We should go then. There's a lot more shopping to do!" The two left.

Raditz lied to the woman. She could eat like any other saiyan without much care, but then hadn't felt like eating.

After a few more shopping and having them delivered to Goku's home, Raditz and her went to a hair salon & spa. Bulma thought that it was good for the woman to know what it was like to have the luxury, but Raditz was against having her body touched by strangers so massages were out for the count.

But Raditz was willing to make the woman happy so complied with getting a mani pedi, a face mask, and having her hair being treated by strangers. Seeing as it was at her knees, the salon had to have several people take care of it. Raditz didn't want to have her hair cut so the beauty experts agreed that they would only shower it and style it seeing as her hair was a luscious healthy black.

After hours of treatment, the two women finally went home.

"We're home!" Bulma yelled out. Her parents was out on their honeymoon week, so only Trunks and Goten appeared.

"Hey mom!"

"Hey Mrs. Briefs!" Goten greeted.

"Hey mom! You wouldn't believe what me and Goten did! We..." He was at a lost of words when Raditz entered.

The new woman was wearing a black jacket, a white blouse inside with a red skirt, black leggings and red heels on. The woman removed her sunglasses to reveal that she had makeup on that enhanced a sexy bitchiness to her.

Bulma smiled at their cute awed expression of her design. "So what do you think boys? She looks good, right?"

Trunks asked, "Hey, you used to be a dude right?"

Raditz responded, "Yes."

"Were you this pretty?" The child asked curiously.

"No. I was a man. I was a beast who had species grovel at their feet by the very sight of me."

"So you were ugly."

"I wasn't ugly! I was fearsome!" Raditz shouted.

"Well you do look like you wanna kill someone."

"It wouldn't be hard to know who."

"Raditz!" Bulma yelled at her. Then leaned forward facing Goten. "So what do you think Goten? Isn't your aunt even more beautiful?"

"Uh..." Goten looked at her and then at Raditz who was glaring at him. He looked down shyly. "I don't know."

"Ha!" Trunks laughed. "You like her! Ew! You like your own aunt!"

"Shut up Trunks! No I don't!"

"Ha ha! Liar! You're so in love with her!"

"I'm telling you I'm not!"

Trunks continued to tease him. Goten kept telling him to stop. While the children were playing around, Raditz faced Bulma and bowed, "Thank you for today."

"Oh Raditz, I already told you that you can drop the whole formal thing. I'm your friend now."

"Friend?" The word sounded alien to him.

"Yeah! Shopping and going to the spa together is what friends do together! And I really had a nice time with you today! I hope we can do it again!" The woman told her with a kind smile. Raditz was perplexed of how to respond to her kindness.

Trunks stopped teasing Goten when he noticed something missing. "Hey where's your tail?"

"It's underneath my skirt. Goten, where's your father?" She asked the child.

"He went with Vegeta to train." He responded.

"Did he forget that you have a curfew?"

"I don't know."

The woman sighed in frustration. "Fine. Come on brat, we need to leave. Good bye Bulma. Trunks." She said to the woman and looked down at the boy who was about to look under her skirt.

"Bye!" The boy said nervously.

"Bye Raditz. Have a safe trip." She told her.

Raditz nodded and then left with Goten to the sky at top speed. It was a silent trip for a while until Goten needed to quench his curiosity.

"So Aunt Raditz, what did you and Trunks' mom do?"

"It's none of your business."

"I was just asking."

"And I responded."

"Why are you so mean? You even lied to me yesterday."

"That is because I am a warrior who do not pity little boys like you. You are a saiyan, but you rather play around with the prince's son instead of actual training."

"I do train! Dad said I'm even stronger than you!"

"Hmph!" Raditz flew faster and headed into a forest.

"Hey!" Goten flew after her. "Don't leave me alone! Aunt Raditz! Aunt Raditz! Aunt Raditz!" The boy slowed down when he couldn't find her. "Aunt Raditz! AUNT RADITZ!" There was nothing but silence. Since there was no moon, it was extra dark. He teared up as he didn't like being alone since he had never gone home in the dark.

He let out a big wail as his tears poured. "Aunt Raditz left me! WAAAAAAAAAH! WAAAAAH! WAAAAAAH!"

Raditz was actually on a tree branch smirking as the child cried. It served him right for calling her weak. After a few minutes, she appeared before him since she didn't want to upset Goku.

"Aunt Raditz!" Goten ran towards her holding onto her skirt. "Where did you go?! I was afraid that you left me all alone! Why did you leave me?! I did nothing wrong!"

"You insulted your elders, brat." She grabbed him by the back of his shirt. "Now stop crying. You are from a lineage of saiyan warriors. The strongest race to ever exist. It's a shame that it has been belittled to you."

"Hey! I'm not so little!"

"Heh. Aren't you cute. You do realize that if you went super saiyan you could've led yourself home through the dark." Raditz smirked at the stupid little face of his nephew. "Or called out to your stupid father."

"Hey! My dad's not stupid! If he's stupid, then you're stupid!"

"Don't sass me, boy!" She barked. Goten just stuck his tongue out at her. "Why you little-" She threw Goten aside who floated, and then turned away walking in the forest. She wasn't in the mood to take the easier route back to the stupid place that Goku called a home.

"Hey wait! Where are you going?!" Goten followed her.

"I already told you how to get home didn't I! Just leave me alone!"

"No!"

"No?! Why the hell not?!"

"Because you're family! Family is supposed to stay together!"

"Don't be stupid! Your earth ways mean nothing to me! A real family are those who take pride in the strong and desert or destroy the weak! Even if its your own child! We are warriors who live to fight! Not be a bunch of idiots dependent on each other!"

"That sounds lonely."

"...It's nothing that you would understand. A saiyan fights only for himself, his pride and his strength. They fight for their own reasons. Their own goals and is willing to delete anything in his way..." Raditz began remembering how Nappa died. He didn't really care that he died, but he did feel a sense of loss from it.

Nappa was his teammate. He was a jackass, but the closest thing to a 'friend' that he ever had. The man at least talked to him about how unbearable Vegeta could be, and have fun joking about it secretly. Other times, he was the sidekick bully with Vegeta always calling him, "Crybaby Raditz."

Goten had a ball of light in his hand and saw the sad wistful expression on his aunt's face. "Is there something wrong, Aunt Raditz?"

"Nothing brat. Let's go home."

"You're not going to leave me again?" The child wanted to make sure.

Raditz gritted her teeth. "No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Now hurry!" She flew up.

"Wait!" Goten flew after her. "Wait for me! Come on! AUNT RADITZ!"

"Ugh! Come here!" She grabbed him into her arms. "If you're going to keep acting like an infant, then I'll hold you all the way there! Will that make you quiet?!" She muttered to herself that the child said he's strong but was as slow as a turtle.

The child nodded noting how soft she felt. "Thank you aunt Raditz. Y'know, if you weren't hiding your tail, I would've squeezed it to stop you from leaving me in the first place."

"You are testing my patience with you." She grumbled.

The two finally made it home. Goten ran in. Raditz slowly walked in seeing the woman with dinner on the table. "Yea! Food!" The child was quickly at the table.

Raditz past it, and went straight for the room. "I am retiring tonight." She quickly entered and closed it. She saw the boxes and plastics of her clothes piled at a corner of the room neatly.

The woman stripped from her clothes thinking that they were, in all genuine opinion, a mediocre abomination. Left in her undergarments, she had a ball of light in her hand to see where her make up equipment was to get rid of the useless make up.

After that, she went to bed despite the growl of her stomach. It was there, but she felt numb to it. Her mind was too busy being angry and depressed over her new circumstances. She just hoped that the kais would find the person responsible for this soon.

Later, Goku finally came back home. "I'm home! Sorry for being late! I accidentally said something that Vegeta took the wrong way. Where's Raditz?"

"Aunt Raditz is in our room sleeping." Goten responded.

"And hear this!" Chichi spoke up, "She had the gall to leave our son in the middle of the forest in the dark alone! And then telling him that family isn't important! Your bro-si-whatever she is! She is already a bad example for Goten! And it's her second day living in this house!"

Goku, who was seated at the table, understood but reasoned, "He did just come back to life where everything's changed. She doesn't have Vegeta ordering her around, and is free from Frieza. Just give him some time to get used to everything, and she'll come around eventually."

"I want her to come around now! I don't want my son's head being filled with all this saiyan pride nonsense!"

"Be patient, Chichi."

"Don't go 'be patient Chichi' me! You better do something about this, Goku, or I'm gonna make sure you don't ever have dinner!" She threatened with great fury.

"Alright! I will!" The man promised.

After dinner, Goten went to his room to see Raditz sleeping in her futon. The child lied down in his and felt tired but didn't want to sleep, yet. He faced towards his aunt and thought about her words. The child felt like she must be very lonely, "Aunt Raditz, I know you're asleep and all, but I wanted to tell you that I like you better without the makeup and fancy clothes. You look like a complete different person with them on. I know I don't know you that well, but I'd like to. I know you're a bad guy, but you don't have any reason to be bad anymore. You could have fun now...with family..." He saw that his aunt had moved and was still breathing softly. He shifted away onto his side facing away from her and slowly fell asleep.

Raditz was wide awake having heard his words. The first thing she wanted was to eat, but the second thing was to run. Run far away.