Chapter 7

Raditz was at a club, drinking an entire bottle of vodka. She needed to be somewhere that the others couldn't find her as she lowered her energy. She needed to be somewhere; a place that she could drown herself. She slept with anyone who wanted her and were willing to pay so she could pay for her own alcohol without Bulma figuring out. She was soon introduced to drugs, and its affects weren't so strong on her saiyan body, but enough to get her seeing things.

She had anyone just call her Ditzy like some hooker as she went to any club without having to wait in line, drink her senses away, dance her hopes away, sleep for money, snort on coke, try on any form of so-called ecstasy, and then go home to sleep in subdued darkness.

During the day, she was completely fine. She babysat and played with the kids, talked to the adults and joked with them, did the gardening, cooking, hunting and other chores with energy. She avoided Vegeta as much as possible, and the man did the same. Both unable to be at the same room together.

Raditz wasn't sure if the man felt ashamed for kissing her, or unable to deny that he also felt something. The woman knew he kissed her because he had a sense of ownership over her, and wanted to claim that back, but it could never be like that again.

She didn't talk to anyone about the nights. Patrick was a comfort, but they never achieved a closeness that she felt she could submerge into. Plus Patrick ended in a committed relationship with his roommate, Grimes. She wasn't angry or envious at all. Neither was Grimes, so she was allowed to talk to them like natural friends, but she didn't go to them about this. She pretended to be okay in front of them, too, while Patrick created his comics on her stories.

Everything was perfect. She was so sure of herself that she could get away with her life in the morning and the night, but wasn't aware of ever being caught by someone she doubted it would be.

"Aunt Raditz," Gohan called out to her, "How have you been?"

Everyone was gathering up at Bulma's house since Yamcha called her after months of no contact that he was getting married and wanted everyone to meet the girl. It was set beside the house like a party.

Tien with Chiaotsu also showed up since him and Yamcha were friends. He got to meet Raditz for the first time, and knew well of the story behind her, but that caused no problems since it was the past, and he also heard of good stories about her, too. The others to meet her the first time treated her the same.

"The usual. Annoyed by your father, and so on." She wasn't up with details of the good things. Her nephew laughed lightly. "And you?"

"Busy. With Pan and my demanding job, it seems like a miracle that I was able to make it here." Gohan told her. "How's Patrick?"

"He's great. He's making his first debut of his comic book about me with a few changes soon."

"Great! I'd love to read it!" The geek was excited. Raditz didn't admit that she was, too.

Videl walked over to them with Pan in her arms. "Hello Aunt Raditz. Do you mind holding Pan?"

"I would love to, but I need to go use the restroom first. Excuse me." The woman immediately excused herself, hoping she didn't seem suspicious.

Before she could, a car drove in, and out came the Z fighter, Yamcha. "Hey everyone!" His own friends crowded up together to greet him joyously. Raditz curiously stayed to see who the couple were. Yamcha appeared to look no special with his scars.

The man walked over to the other side of the car to open it and help his lover out. The woman giggled as she came out with Puar in her arms. She had a monkey-like smile, child-like brown eyes, and short black hair with a pink headband holding the spikes down. She wore an orange jacket that was zipped half-way up, a dark blue t-shirt inside, orange baggy pants and black boots on. She obviously had no sense in fashion, but it didn't overshadow her bright expressions.

Yamcha led her to them. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet my fiance, Gene."

"Hi everyone!" She greeted cheerfully. "I'm glad to meet all of you! Yamcha's, I mean my fiance', has been telling me all about you guys."

Bulma responded, "I wish we could say the same. Hi, I'm Bulma, and you look like quite the girl. And this whole time I thought that he was just playing around, but he was actually settling down with one."

"Hahaha! Bulma!" Yamcha really didn't want any past situations to mess this.

"Oh, don't worry! Tell us about how you guys met!"

Gene responded, "I'd love to. But I'm really hungry!"

So everyone took their seat to eat first. The crowd was surprised by the woman's big appetite as she gobbled anything in her way. They looked at how she and the other saiyans, except Raditz, were eating, and saw no difference.

"Wow, she has quite the appetite." Roshi commented.

Yamcha laughed nervously, "Yeah, and the funny thing is that she's a fighter, too! Right honey?"

The woman paused to gulp down her food and nodded. "I know different types of martial arts!"

"Really?" Goku asked. "Mind showing me later."

"I don't mind at all!"

Krillin asked, "So do you fight professionally?"

"No. Right now I just tour around places, and report back on what I find."

"A journalist huh?"

"You can say that."

"So what do you have to report back?" Videl asked.

"The different cultures and behaviors of Earth." She responded as she took a big bite from a chicken leg. "My dad likes to know these discoveries, but is scared of making trouble, so I do it."

"Your dad, huh." Bulma found that interesting, "So where are your parents?"

"They're coming here when it's time for the wedding. I thought of having the wedding at my home, but figured that I wanted to do it with my future husband's family around. We're still discussing about it. We plan on having the wedding next year to plan it perfectly!"

"How did you two meet?" Chichi asked.

Yamcha responded, "We met at a beach! She was lost, so I helped her out for a bit."

"We stayed in contact afterwards, and after a year, I asked him out." Gene smiled proudly by her accomplishment. "We've been dating for almost over five years."

"Almost over five years?!" Everyone was shocked. They thought that this one was just those 'I got the feeling after spending a half a year or more so gonna get married anyway' kind of proposal.

Yamcha blushed, "I wanted to tell you, but I wasn't sure how far this would go. Gene made me have my old fear of women come back, so it took me a while to get over it again."

Puar included, "He was really a mess! I never seen Yamcha so shy!"

Gene added, "At first I thought that it was because I was too strong for him, but it turns out I was just too super cute!" She kissed him on the cheek, making him feel more embarrassed as she hugged his arm lightly to not break it. "Other than the wedding plans, we plan on how many children we're gonna have!"

"Heh heh heh! Not now honey." The man wasn't up to explain all the embarrassing details that'd lead to embarrassing questions now or later.

Raditz stared at the woman. She saw her and smiled that goofy smile. Raditz looked away and continued to eat. A lot of questions were asked from how many children to how their first date was. Simple questions that are typically asked of an engaged couple.

Later, it was shown that Gene had a pure heart when she was able to get on the flying nimbus. She soon showed her capabilities as a fighter. Despite her carefree and energetic attitude, she was creative and clever. Even teaching things that Goku didn't know about. But she has shown to have the same average speed and strength as Krillin who was considered the strongest human on Earth. Not including androids or cyborgs.

Raditz didn't initiate a talk with her. Yamcha talked to her for a short second like Tien and the others did. After the party was done, the woman left with her goodbye. Gohan held her back a bit to tell her to be safe. Raditz lazily told him that she would before leaving. Gene watched her go, and then faced Gohan, "You have quite the aunt there."

"Yeah, she's really something." Gohan wasn't sure of how to explain his aunt.

"Does she work for the porn industry?" She asked without anyone else hearing her. Everyone else was back at the party, and Piccolo left earlier, only having come because he was invited.

"What?! No!"

"Really? But her face looks exactly like that girl in the video on the internet. It's rather really popular. I don't watch porn! But a friend of mine showed me!" She explained to him.

"A video...What video?"

"This." She took out a notepad and wrote down the title. "It's not very hard to search for since it's very popular."

Gohan looked at the paper and could barely believe his ears. But wanted to know if it was true.

Raditz was walking along the streets at night where the other prostitutes would be to get an easy buyer. Raditz didn't necessarily sleep with just anyone. She would coax some men into drinking and using drugs that they'd faint before they did anything serious. It didn't take much to be surrounded by almost all the men with her deceitful sexy nature.

She could eye what type of men each were. Some being emotionally broken, others just wanting release through being naughty, and the ones who could be a cop, but she was capable of eluding them from arresting her.

But not from her nephew who appeared among the men. "Raditz, what do you think you're doing?!" The aunt wasn't sure of how to respond to this.

One of the big men stepped in front of him angrily, "Hey! Leave and go home, kid!"

Gohan threw him through a wall as he cried out, "GO AND GET A REAL LIFE WITH SOME ETHICS!" The other men and prostitutes ran off. The gangs and Johns with guns shot at him, but the half saiyan took care of them in a split second.

Raditz tried to make her escape, but her nephew got to her and grabbed her tail. "And where do you think you're going! We have to talk about this Raditz when we get home!" Gohan bought her to her own home since he didn't want to alarm his wife.

There, the woman growled as she was defenseless on the ground of her kitchen, "What...is the meaning...of this?!"

"Have you been selling yourself for alcohol and drugs?" He let her tail go to answer properly.

The woman stood up trying to fight with him but was pathetically hopeless. So she just crossed her arms. "It's none of your business!"

"It is my business when one of my family members is putting herself through this! The one thing I don't understand is why you would do this."

"It's none of your concern! And how did you know in the first place?!"

"It doesn't matter how I know, it's that I do know. Do you understand what you are doing?"

"Of course I do. I do want to have sex and figured being paid for it would be a good thing. That way I don't have to depend on Bulma all the time." Raditz reasoned. "Besides the drugs barely have any effect on my body compared to a human."

"Had a regular job ever occurred to you?"

"This is what a regular job is to me. Don't try to be all high and mighty and think that you're being all good at trying to save me when I don't need saving. It's not like I'm being forced."

"But this isn't right. There's even a porn video of you on the internet, and it won't be hard to tell who it is when women aren't born with tails. The others will figure out."

"And what? I'm not being raped, Gohan. I'm not dying from overdoses. And I'm not abusing anyone including myself. All of this is mutual and harmless." She did not shout, but her voice was loud and strong.

Gohan came forward the same way. "...So you're going to do this. Sell yourself like a prostitute and don't even care that you're exposed on the internet. Don't you have any pride for yourself?"

"Don't compare me to those regular prostitutes or your ideals here on this Earth that a naked body needs to be concealed. Exploitation of our bodies and sex is natural among saiyans. Pride came from how many fights you won; love was never included in sex, it was just the means of satisfying one's self and to continue the race. What I've done is just a third of what a true saiyan is, and you can't make me feel wrong for who and what I am."

"But you don't have to be like that anymore. You have a new family. A new heritage to go by. How can you not feel anything wrong about this?"

"Better question, why didn't I feel wrong and regret when I murdered all those living beings? I stopped now because there's no point, but if there is, I won't hesitate to murder again. Like now, I want and need sex. I get it the way I always have which is easier than learning something new to get it...I wanted you dead, Gohan, so let's be dead. I know we just got along, but I'm dead to you and you're dead to me until you can accept me."

The nephew who was a son, brother, husband, cousin and father wasn't sure of how he could debate against this. He couldn't reason from Raditz's ideas when she's been raised by them. And she didn't seem like she really needed help at all. She looked like everything was completely normal. Fine to the finest degree, and it stomped anything that came to his mind to say. "I...don't think I can ever accept this."

She sighed, "Whatever," Raditz walked over to a cabinet and picked out a bottle of vodka, "Please leave then, or do you want something else?"

He was defeated, "...No. I'll go. Just please be safe." He flew away afterwards.

Raditz then let go a heavy sigh as if she had been holding in her breath the entire time, and drank her bottle empty.

"Isn't your kid home?" A man asked his mother.

"He is? Who cares. It's not like he'll do anything about it." She said frankly.

"Alright."

Raditz was in his room and apparently the walls weren't so sound proof. He had gotten used to the noises that he could fall asleep. But when there were days where his mother was cranky by being kicked out of the bar too early, and she wasn't drunk enough to be sleepy, she would shout at Raditz,

"You are worthless! The weakest saiyan on the planet, and what a shock, they haven't thrown you into the meat factory! That must be your biggest accomplishment. Because from here on out, you have nothing ahead of you! You're the reason your father doesn't comes here. You're the reason he doesn't comes back to this planet for more than two seconds because he's ashamed of you. A fly he just wants to ignore and swat away when you come to his sight. Worthless! Weak! Pathetic! A disgrace to the entire saiyan race! Unwanted! And most of all a failure!"

Raditz looked around the empty house of anyone, including a child. Her mother's words echoing at the corners of the kitchen. The children's song also played.

"Weakling Raditz! Weakling Raditz! Weakling Raditz!"

The teasing of Nappa and Prince Vegeta.

"Well, if it isn't cry baby Raditz. Why don't you cry to your mama?"

"Don't be kind, Nappa. It'd be a miracle if anyone showed compassion for such a weakling."

And then there was the cries of a child. Sounds that Raditz tried to smother through drowning herself with alcohol. She tried to keep in the liquid, but they spilled through her eyes like waterfalls.

Gohan came home from work to be greeted by his wife, child, and surprisingly Gene at the living room sitting on the couch. "Gohan, Gene wanted to visit to ask some questions about the World Martial Arts tournament. She already interviewed me and wanted to interview you, too, since you were a contestant."

"I hope you don't mind." She gave a courteous smile.

"I-I don't mind at all! Honey, isn't it Pan's bed time, right now?" Gohan asked hopefully.

"Yeah, I'll go put her to bed. You two take your time, it's rather difficult to put a saiyan child to bed. But nothing I can't handle." The mother walked into another room with her baby.

The father tried to keep a happy face until she closed the door. He went serious quickly. "Are you really here for an interview?"

"Yeah, or was telling you about the porn video was a mistake?" The woman questioned in concern.

"No. Thank you, but I'm in a very gray area right now."

The woman faced her whole body towards him, giving her full attention, "Is your aunt still going to do the whole porn industry thing?"

"She's not in the porn industry! She...just didn't care that she was on video. You know what my family is, but that never effected on who we became. But that's different for my aunt. She finds nothing wrong with what she's doing. Her saiyan body can take the abuse of the drugs and alcohol, and she finds no shame at all in displaying herself in such a way to anyone."

"So you're saying she just wants to do this?"

"Yes. And told me that I have to accept her, but I can't. I can't accept that someone I came to care about is putting themselves through that."

"Is she hurting herself doing this?"

"...I don't know. That's the problem. My Aunt Raditz is a liar. She can lie about anything, and there's no way to tell if she is or not. She was able to hide the fact that she kept a pregnant person in her house. I didn't spend that much time with her, but she did with everyone else, and to fool them so easily..." The man rubbed his forehead. "I don't know what I should do. I just don't know."

"Is there anyone you can turn to about this?"

"A few, but I don't know how to phrase this to them."

"Uhm...From what I see from my fiance's alien friends is that you do have a common ground of being like humans with your problems."

"That's not true. Aunt Raditz is different. My father and Vegeta would fight about their problems. My aunt doesn't want to fight. Ugh...I wish I got to know her sooner instead of stubbornly holding onto the past." The man lied back on the couch defeated by himself.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. You had your reasons...How about this? Those people you believe can help, have a meeting, and discuss on how bad this is, and if it is really bad, you can plan together on what to do. Intervention or something that'll work." She placed a hand on his shoulder, "You're doing a good thing if you do."

The man thought on her words and leaned forward with his elbows on his lap and fingers and bottom palm holding his face. He then moved his hands to grab his knees and nodded slowly.

He did as planned and set up to meet with Bulma and Patrick at the comic artist's apartment with his boyfriend, Grimes, present. Grimes had colorful rainbow hair, a lean, pale, skinny body, light blue eyes and an obvious gay flair to him on how he dressed.

"What's this about Gohan?" Bulma asked. Gohan was standing before her and the other two whom were sitting on the couch.

"I needed to talk to you guys about something...Aunt Raditz has been prostituting herself."

All three went, "What?!"

"Wait, you mean selling herself in exchange for sex?" The woman couldn't believe that. She was close to Raditz, and knew the story she was told. Knowing what she did, she was worried.

"Yes. And has been using the money to buy alcohol and drugs." The man added. "I talked to her about this, but she made it seem as if it's not a problem to her with how she grew up, and that she isn't being killed by this, but I know that she can be a liar, so I don't know if I can take her word for it."

The three looked at each other.

Grimes responded, "I don't get what's so wrong. If she says she's fine, then she's fine."

Patrick retorted, "We don't know that for sure. Raditz is very good at acting."

"Like acting as if she had an orgasm." The male smirked, having his boyfriend blush,

"That is not what we are discussing about right now!"

Grimes rolled his eyes, "I think we should just leave her be until she actually does something stupid."

Gohan pointed out, "She made a porn video and doesn't care about who sees it."

"She's on the internet!" Bulma was shocked.

"Among the millions of porn videos already on the internet. If she really wants to talk, then let her talk on her own time. Just pushing her would just make you selfish." Grimes pointed out.

There was a moment of silence.

Raditz tried to fall asleep, the silent night had her thinking. She took out a set of pills in her drawer and put ten times of what a human would take on her palm, so it could have some effect in her blood stream.

She reasoned that she didn't need anyone. She never had anyone to rely on before so didn't bother with relying on anyone now. She dealt with this pain before, but with this woman body, she was still practically new to, she needed a few adjustments to deal with it. She was still herself to everyone else during the day. She was no different at night. Just that there was no one that could accompany her with her needs or distract her from it. She saw absolutely no problem with herself.

Then there was the doorbell. Raditz put the pills back in its case and went to the door, having a loud banging knock on it, and heard Bulma yell, "Raditz! Are you in there?!"

It didn't take much to know what worried her. She sighed and looked down at her clothes which consisted of only her black underwear. She noted to herself mentally to put on her mask before she opened the door with a concerned expression. "Bulma? What's wrong?"

"Please don't tell me it's true."

"...Gohan told you." She scowled intentionally. She stepped aside from the door for the woman to enter.

Bulma did and stayed standing. A bottle of hopeless distress. "So it is true. You're prostituting yourself. Why?! If you need money, I don't mind giving you as much as you need! I'm a billionaire! Spend as much as you like! Just not like this."

"Bulma... I'm troubled."

"About the..."

"No. It's because of Prince Vegeta. Your husband kissed me." Raditz confessed.

The blue hair woman was shocked. "He...what?"

"After what happened with Daiz, we got into a fight, and he just kissed me out of nowhere." She told the woman with a guilty expression. "I punched him away, and I was frightened because the kiss felt so forceful. It bought back...It bought back those memories." Raditz made herself look like she was at the brink of tears. She wasn't really lying, but she was exaggerating the moment than how she would've really handled it.

Bulma was unsure of how to handle the information. She was furious but also guilty, "Why would he kiss you?"

"It wasn't for what you think it is, Bulma." Raditz touched her arm gently. "Saiyans of the opposite sex have these unintentional and hormonal actions between them like reckless teenagers. That's why your husband has been avoiding me, so he wouldn't act unfaithful. I wish for the same."

"So you prostitute yourself so you could-"

"So I could relieve myself of my sexual frustration, and I don't have a single person to go to solve this problem now that Patrick is in his committed relationship." Raditz still had her hand on Bulma's arm.

"I-I see."

"The paying part is just the fun part. It's like having a personal ten score game. You know how sex can be such a bore. Especially since human men don't have the stamina required to relieve me."

Bulma blushed because she may have exposed her own body on several occasions and had a relationship with Yamcha who was human and understood the comparison when she was with Vegeta. "So it's just a game."

"Is that a problem?"

"No! Not at all! Honestly, I've been a bit promiscuous myself in the past! I totally get it now! I guess when Gohan told me, it sounded like you were just throwing yourself out there, but I shouldn't doubt a strong woman like you."

The sentence made the taller female smile, but feel like the compliment was too good because she knew she was acting weak. She was trying to run away from her past. And knew she was withholding the truth of her relationship with Bulma's husband. But she didn't want that wall between them or make a friction in Bulma's family with her two children. Or Raditz didn't even want to acknowledge that she had the relationship in the first place. Not after all the pain it caused her.

"Can I ask you something?" Bulma blushed, "I know I shouldn't bother, but I've been curious about Vegeta's sex life before me. Was he like a playboy or was he a virgin?"

Raditz snorted. "Uhm..." She thought about what happened after their three-four year relationship. "He was really picky about who he slept with, but he did sleep around when he got the chance at one of the space bars."

"Space bars?"

"We never really cared about what bar we went to. Of course, Vegeta didn't bother going to one until he was seventeen." That gave a pinch of pain, but she masked it in a second, "He hated being in a crowded place, but he had a change of heart afterwards." She then slipped out, "I was glad he didn't go to one until later."

"Why is that?"

"Because, I went to my first bar when I was fourteen during Lord Frieza's reign. The reason why I am used to exposing myself because it was what I had to do there. I didn't sleep with anyone, but I did get on stage as a male and stripped so Nappa could win the gambling games. Saiyan males were rare, so the different aliens saw value in seeing my naked form. The same thing happens here on Earth when they see my tail." Her tail was lazily swinging side to side.

"Why didn't Vegeta know about this?"

"He was only nine at the time. And on later years, we thought that he didn't care about what we did, or we didn't want to make him mad. Mad by the fact that someone of his race was displaying the saiyan body so cheaply." Raditz responded and began to remember.

Raditz was lying on Prince Vegeta's bed beneath his prince as he was being used for pleasure. The very thought that his body bought pleasure to his prince made him happy. When the prince was finished, Raditz knew that he should leave, but the teen held him in bed with a possessive grunt. The older saiyan rolled his eyes at his childishness.

After a few moments of silence, Raditz interrupted the peace, "My Prince, we have a new mission." The prince groaned annoyed. "Don't be spoiled."

"I am the prince of all saiyans. I do what I want, Raditz."

"Right now, you're being a pain in the ass."

"If this is your subtle way of saying that your ass hurts, I don't care. It's your fault for having such a tight ass."

Raditz snorted, "Says the big dick." The older saiyan could feel the curl of his prince's lips against his chest. His prince loved his ego being stroked more than his tail. Pun intended.

Then the prince felt like saying, "You're mine, Raditz. Everything of you is mine. You swore to me that it is."

"Yes my prince." Raditz told him sarcastically, but meant it. Vegeta supported himself by his forearm to show his not amusement of his soldier's tone. The older male just smirked at him.

Vegeta messed those curling lips with a kiss. Raditz moved away from it, "The mission." The prince held his wrists down forcefully as he growled, "Mine."

"Are you not going to tell Vegeta any of this?" Bulma asked.

"Uh...No. He might force me to stop since he might still think that he owns me." Raditz reasoned.

"But he doesn't anymore, and I'll back you up."

"Let's just keep quiet about this, Bulma. I want to tell him on my own time. When I am ready."

"Oh, okay. I understand. Sorry for interrupting you so late at night." The woman was ready to leave.

Raditz opened the door for her. "It was no problem at all. Thank you for being concerned about me. Unlike my idiotic brother, his stubborn family, and your self-absorbed husband, you're much better company."

Bulma just smiled at the compliment. "I'm glad we talked. See you later, Raditz?"

"Of course." She smiled warmly at her which reassured the woman that she could leave positively.

But when that door closed, Raditz felt bitter. She decided to double the dosage of the amount of pills she was going to take previously. She needed to sleep faster.

"We need to do something." Patrick told his boyfriend. The two were on their couch. He was sitting up while the other was lying down with his feet on his lap.

Grimes groaned. Not because of the problem, but because his boyfriend just paused his favorite movie at the best part during their movie night. "If she has a problem, she'll get help."

"But what if it's too late. I can't sit here knowing that Raditz is a prostitute. Not just a prostitute. She's a prostitute who's drinking and taking drugs and has a PORN VIDEO!"

"She's an alien with different ethics! Now play the movie!"

"Grimes, this is serious!"

"And I'm being serious. Patrick, what she needs is to hit rock bottom, and then she'll have a major realization of her stupid choices, and then she'll turn. Right now, she's being a stubborn bitch about things."

"How do you know?!"

"My mom was an escort, remember."

"But she got the help she needed."

"After hitting rock bottom." The young man sighed by the worried expression of his boyfriend. "Alright, I'll talk to her if it'll make you happy. Consider it an early Christmas present."

"I thought my Christmas present was going to be that new video game coming out."

"It's going to be Krampus if you don't press play." He kicked the male.

Raditz was lying on a stranger's bed after their one-night stand. The male wasn't really that handsome, but wasn't too ugly to not sleep with. He was lying next to her asleep...along with the other five guys who took comfort on the floor. And yet she was unsatisfied.

The only time she had a real orgasm was through masturbation which she did after all of them knocked out tired of trying to please her. She took a shower before leaving. She didn't expect any surprises but as she headed down the stairs of the so-called 'love hotel', she stopped to see Grimes.

The male gave her a welcoming smile, "A tall woman with five men in one room. You're not very hard to track down."

Raditz crossed her arms. She didn't really know Grimes except for his forward and no-shit attitude, so didn't play any games. "Did Patrick sent you?"

The male gave a thoughtful look, yet shrugged, "Let's get out of here. You must be thirsty."

"I'm not actually."

"Then I am." The male wasn't very subtle with wanting her to follow him. Raditz was curious, though, of what this one would try. She followed him out of the hotel, and they went to what looked like an empty neighborhood to an abandoned building.

There, Grimes put on the lights to reveal a spacey, white room with the windows covered by wood board. What piqued Raditz's interest were the line of plastic bottles. Some clear and others of different colors. "What's this?"

"Venting." Grimes responded short and quick. "A try at letting all your problems out however you like. You can say it out loud while smashing these bottles of alcohol against that," He pointed at the clear white wall. "wall, or write it down with the black marker on each of them. Whatever you like." He took out a black permanent marker.

"What?" Raditz was confused by this. She thought that this was some new form of human traditions.

"Look. You have problems. Everyone has them, and I know some of your story through Patrick. Your family and friends are goody-two-shoes and want you to make these 'sensible' choices. If you want to be a slut, then be a slut, but if you're doing it to ignore your problems, then you'll never get rid of it. Baby steps. Admitting you have a problem and venting it out."

Grimes took what appeared to be a glass bottle among the plastic bottles. "Like, I'm holding a glass bottle since I don't have super human strength, and you do, so figured you wanted something tougher to break your problems. My problem is that my mom is a friggin' bitch!" He threw the bottle at the whole and it shattered to pieces, "There, you see, is my problems breaking, and it's all shattered before my eyes. It's done. You try."

"This is ridiculous."

"You holding back is ridiculous. C'mon." He picked up a bottle and put it in her hands. "Y'know, I used to drown myself in alcohol as a teen because my parents were homophobes. I did something stupid, and now my parents know that I'm gay, and don't even think I exist anymore."

"Do you think you relenting your problems will make me do the same?"

"It's a start for you to know that this helped. My mom's a bitch. How about yours?"

Raditz let out a short breathy laugh. Stared at the bottle of alcohol, and thought about her. "She was what you'd call a bitch."

"Yeah, now say that she's a bitch and smash that thing!"

"I'm not-"

"Hey!" Grimes got up on her face. "There's a reason you're calling her a bitch! Don't hold back! Don't be a pussy! Throw that fucking bottle and smash it against the wall while crying out how much of a BITCH SHE WAS TO YOU!"

Raditz felt challenged and her pride didn't want to reject it. She faced the wall, looked at the bottle and cried out, "SHE WAS A BITCH!" Raditz watched the plastic bottle burst and drop before her as if her problem was breaking away from her. It felt strangely good.

"Good! Now tell me why she was a bitch!"

"She was because...because she called me worthless. She called me a failure. She blamed me for why dad never came home! She blamed me for everything when I did nothing wrong!" She threw another bottle and felt that rush rise when it broke higher. Before she knew it, she was crying out everything that went wrong with her life.

"That bitch and the other saiyans were the worst! Picking on me just because I was weak! Well guess what you bunch of pathetic waste of space! I fuckin' lived and you're all fucking dead! I'm so fucking glad that Lord Frieza killed all of you!" A bottle smashed.

"Including you Nappa! You fuckin' John! I bet you don't know what the fuck that is, you fuckin' retard! It means you sold me! Treated me like a fuckin sex slave! I bet if Vegeta hadn't fucked me, you would've sold me a long time ago!" Three bottles smashed. Seeing the speed of where this was going, Grimes had other bottles prepared.

"I also fuckin' hate you, you fuckin' egotistical ass of a prince! You got me pregnant!" She smashed the bottles, and paused for a bit as she cried. "Don't you know how badly I want to tell you what happened! But because of you're stupid hold on your heritage, I don't...I don't want you to look at me like some disgusted freak! Not you most of all!" She continued smashing the bottles.

"I loved you! I still love you! But because of who I am, I can't tell you that we have a daughter! Her name is Beetra and she has your hair!" Raditz got weak at the knees, but kept going on, "Do you know how much I want to tell you the truth?! How after I gave birth, I came back for you!"

"I came back to protect you! Frieza wanted to kill you because you were getting too strong! I pleaded for your safety, and in return, I was used as a sex slave!" She dropped to her knees, but continued on. "How I suffered so much to go so far as to become pregnant again with Frieza's child, and even if I know he's your worse enemy's child, I still loved him! His name is Froze and I love him, and I don't even know what happened to him or Beetra! My babies!" She couldn't go on anymore. "...My babies."

"...Sometimes I wished I didn't exist. I wished my father didn't meet with my mother, so I didn't have to exist. I probably don't exist anyway to him. He never came to see me, and when I saw him...he said that I wasn't his son." She stood up grabbing a bottle. "Even my brother said that. I was...I wasn't saiyan enough for my father. I was too much of a saiyan for my brother. My mother regrets giving birth to me... because my father rather be with Kakarot's mother. If Frieza...If Frieza didn't destroy our planet, were you going to ignore that me and my mother existed and live happily with your other perfect family. Were we the mistake?... Was I a mistake?..." Raditz wanted to throw the bottle but couldn't. She knelled down hugging the bottle, hoping that it would give her the answer.

She felt a hand on her back. She looked over her shoulder to see Grimes with glass cups. He told her gently, "Let's drink."

Raditz stood up and Grimes unlatched the bottle cap to spill the liquid into the two glasses, and then gave the bottle to Raditz who took it and chugged it down. Grimes drank the two cups himself.

The next day, Grimes and Raditz woke up in the abandoned building. The male had also set up futons that he had in capsules for them to lie and sleep on after they could drink no more. He also had breakfast and there was a portable clean bathroom to use.

The two spent the morning resting to get their hangover done, and as it was, the two talked about the shitty past of their lives. Raditz had more to say, and felt like she could definitely trust Grimes to not say a word to anyone compared to everyone else in her life. He was the first person since she was alive to really know how to get her to say the truth and made her find reason in her troubled past.

"I know that Beetra must've taken Froze when I died. I gave her and Tarble a secret message to take care of him if anything wrong happened." Raditz told him as they were lying down on the futon. "I want to see them. I want to see them so badly. Just to hear their voice, but I'd feel like I'd just be in the way of their life."

"Want advice?"

"Go ahead."

"It'd mean the world to your kids to know that you're thinking of them now. You don't have to do it right now. Just give them a message. I hate my parents, but I'd be reluctantly happy if they were to say they still cared. That's the truth."

Raditz considered his words and then asked, "What's next? After wasting hundred dollars worth of good alcohol?"

Grimes responded, "Well, usually after this, you transform. Give yourself a new look, a new hobby or whatever you feel needs a change. What do you think that is?"

Raditz thought on those words and then smirked.

"So what did you want to show us?" Patrick asked his boyfriend. Him, Grimes, Bulma and Gohan were at a club.

Grimes grinned, "I told you that I would handle her prostitution problems and I did. She's not selling herself anymore, or taking drugs."

"Wow, you really mean it?" Gohan asked.

The male affirmed that he did. "Ditzy just needed to relent some issues, and got herself a real job."

Bulma was greatly surprised. Almost a month had passed, and there were a lot of changes. She was aware through Goten that Raditz had been super busy with something else to not be able to play with him or his father recently. "What job did she get?"

"Just wait."

The three were unsure of what to expect. At first they thought that Raditz got a job in the club as a waitress, but then a voice sang through the club that made the whole audience silent and face the stage.

The spot light turned on on a woman that the three almost didn't recognized. Raditz was wearing a bronze dress with a black feather boa and elbow length black gloves. She appeared to have tattoos on, but it didn't make her any less sexy.

Her voice sang in a sexy tune that entranced the people to watch her sway her body. They didn't know what she was saying, but they knew what she was doing, and wanted to watch.

Grimes advised to Gohan, "You should cover your eyes."

After the performance, Raditz came out of the club in regular clothes. The other three who had been unaware of her performance were unsure of what to say.

"So what did you think?" She asked, confident in her show.

"It's..." Gohan started. "It's something new."

"Is it still too inappropriate for you?"

"No! Not at all! I have no problems with you being a burlesque dancer! Just didn't picture that you'd be on that stage." The nephew was really uncomfortable. He didn't want to look but took small peeks out of curiosity.

Bulma agreed, "Yeah, I'm really shocked! You got tattoos! I didn't know a saiyan could do that!"

"You like them? I paid Grimes to tattoo almost my entire body. If you like, I could show you the rest." She winked at them.

Gohan immediately backed out. "Tha-That's alright!"

Bulma had no problem at all. Patrick on the other hand already got a detailed description from Grimes while she was stripteasing.

On her left arm was a sleeve tattoo of Shenron with the seven dragon balls. On her right arm was the saiyan lullaby. On her back, she had the saiyan symbol upside down and it looked as if it was glass shattering into pieces. Inside the shattering symbol was space with a planet exploding at the corner. There were black words written above it in what appeared to be in the saiyan language that adopted its literature through Frieza's reign that was suppose to mean 'Heritage and Past no more'. On her hip, it appeared to be the tree of might at full bloom. On the left side of her chest over her heart, she had 'Beetra & Froze' in Saiyan translation. On the right side of her chest, she had the kanji for Goku's family's name 'Son' on it.

"I still have some ideas, but saving them for later if I want to add changes. I also plan on getting my ears and nose pierced. I'm still choosing what they should be." Raditz told them.

Gohan asked, "You're really changing your look, huh."

"Of course. I realize that I find better stimulation through teasing people, and my old plain look was stifling. Now I feel reformed." She sounded contented with herself, and that made the others feel content with her change. "Oh and Bulma, there's something I have to tell you in private."

When they were in private at Raditz's house, she told Bulma the whole truth:

Until he was five, Raditz was provided by random saiyan women while playing with other children which were happy days until after the saiyan-truffle war and annex. The scouters made all the saiyans realize that Raditz was the weakest among them. He was bullied relentlessly with no one at all to protect him.

He got to see his mother, but she was an alcoholic. She was strict and unkind like a dictator when she was sober, and then verbally abusive like a mad woman when she was drunk. Worse, his father disowned him without even formally meeting him. He was completely alone and unloved.

Until he was ten when his planet was destroyed. He survived Frieza's extermination and was allowed to be by Prince Vegeta's side when they found him on that planet. His terrible reputation was known, but just for the sake of keeping as many saiyans alive was, he was kept alive.

Nappa made use of him by making him distract different species like a sexual device in a museum. Kept a virgin for a higher value. It still continued despite at the age of eighteen when Prince Vegeta had taken him as his mate to ease his own hormones. They continued to have a sexual relationship until Raditz realized what he was.

Due to males like him not maturing to completion until in their early twenties, he couldn't have prevented becoming pregnant with their child. He kept it a secret for the sake of not being thrown aside by Prince Vegeta and possibly facing death.

But after one of the crewmen tried to take advantage of him when neither of the other saiyans were around to protect him, he caused an explosion in the room that made him go to the medic and be discovered. Lord Frieza didn't want another saiyan alive so gave Raditz his version of an 'abortion'.

Raditz was beaten unmercifully before being sent to a planet with powerful creatures that could kill him just as he should have before. The man struggled to survive for the next half year (An entire year for a full blooded saiyan to be born). Turles ended up saving him eventually when he chose the planet for his next tree.

The pirate captain was still grateful to Raditz for saving his life so heroically that he overlooked the racism against his kind, and did everything to help save him. The birthing was a complicated process that the maternal saiyan wasn't sure that he would survive, so looked toward adoption. He didn't want to depend on Turles and then remembered Tarble.

After finding the peaceful saiyan, Raditz pleaded to him to adopt the child. The saiyan agreed. Then Raditz survived the pregnancy, but refused to stay with his child for belief that Prince Vegeta would need him. He still loved Vegeta and needed to be by his side, and also didn't believe he could provide his child with what she needed.

He made the sacrifice of abandoning his child to return to his hell for a man who didn't love him back. Raditz came in time to stop Frieza from killing Vegeta for fear that he was becoming too strong. The man begged him not to, and was willing to do anything to protect him.

Frieza found that offer tempting and amusing that he spared Vegeta's life for exchange that Raditz did anything he said. This led to Raditz being used as a whore, a mole, and a birthing machine for Frieza's next heir. None of his torture and deals were ever told to Vegeta who believed that he was doing everything willingly.

Yet, when Raditz was ordered by Frieza that he had to give birth again, he planned his suicide to escape his fate. This led to Raditz suggesting that they needed his brother for a mission, so that Prince Vegeta still had someone to use for protection. The plan was somewhat a success. He died, Frieza died, his brother helped Vegeta seek a better life, and his children were hopefully okay with Tarble.

"Don't be mistaken, Bulma. I loved Vegeta before, and I still love him. But I'm not in love with him. I have no ill-will against you of any sort. I am only satisfied and happy, and I love you for the fact that you make my prince happy." The woman smiled lovingly.

Bulma was shocked silent after hearing everything. She tried to process everything that Raditz went through, and most of it was for Vegeta's sake. The taller woman waited patiently. "...That's..." Bulma broke to tears. She couldn't say anything. She didn't care that she was lied to the first time, because the truth was so much worse.

Raditz once again comforted her. "I'm happy now." She told the woman which brought about a new set of tears.

The next day, when the others could see her, they were surprised by her body's transformation. She wore her bikini to display them. When Vegeta saw it during her visit to the Brief's corporation, he found it insulting of how she displayed the saiyan symbol.

"How dare you?! Displaying the saiyan's pride like this!" The man was completely furious.

Raditz stood her ground, "It's my heritage, too, and I have the right to display it however I wish."

"But in such a-"

Bulma stood in between them. "Hey! Leave her alone! She has the right to express herself any way she wants!"

Vegeta really wanted to do something, but cared too much for his wife to do anything that'll have her harmed. He walked away to find something to destroy. Most likely fight Kakarot to a near death match at the rocky mountains.

The blue hair woman sighed out when he left. "The nerve of that man."

"He has the right to be angry." Raditz told her. "I did get the tattoo to irritate him and the deceased saiyans after all."

"Yeah, but he would've hurt you if I hadn't stepped in." Bulma pointed out and frowned. The very idea after knowing the truth made everything unfair.

Raditz said, "A part of me believes that he should after everything I've done."

"Don't say that Raditz! What you did was good! Now that you told me the truth, I understand why you'd hide it from him."

"Hide what?" Goku asked as he was entering the room.

"Ah! Nothing! We were just talking about..."

Raditz supplied, "A drama show."

"Yeah! A drama show! I was just reciting one of the lines! Hahahaha!"

The tall woman somewhat regretted telling Bulma the full truth, but Raditz felt like telling more people about her problem lessened the burden on her shoulders for keeping it in.

Goku just blinked, finding it odd, but didn't push on it. "Alright."

Gohan met up with Gene at a restaurant, "So everything went well?"

"Yeah. My aunt decided to be a burlesque dancer. She thinks that it was less disappointing."

"Good for her." Gene smiled a smile that a stranger wouldn't usually have for the news. Gohan noticed but didn't question it. "Oh, and Gohan, if you don't mind, can you do me a favor?"

"Uh, sure. This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't told me about the video."

"Can you set up a meeting for me with your Aunt Raditz?"

"Why?"

"I'd like her to be my maid of honor. She doesn't have to do anything. I'd just like her to stand next to me."

That was a really strange request. "Wh-why?"

Gene gave him a child-like smile, "That is because she is a very special person to me. We met before."

"Before? You mean...when she was a man."

Gene nodded. "So will you?"

"Su-sure! But how are you two..."

"It's very simple. My dad and her know each other. You know Uncle Vegeta's younger brother right? Tarble?"

The younger man was shocked. "Your father is Tarble! Tha-That means you're a..."

"A saiyan? Yup! I have a tail!" Her tail was revealed. "I just hide it so no one can touch it. I loose half my strength if you do!"

"Do-Does that mean Gure is your mother?"

"No. She's my step mom. I also have a half-brother. They're coming for the wedding, and I want your aunt to be my maid of honor." Her phone rang. She checked it. "Yamcha-I mean my fiance' is calling me! These are the details for the meeting to give her!" The saiyan gave him a folded paper. "See you Gohan!" She stuffed her tail back in her clothes before flying off.

Gohan stayed in shock for five more minutes before he got over it, and had to tell Raditz to meet her. When the woman questioned this, the male figured that Gene would give her the additional details so just told her that it was about the wedding and gave her the note.

Raditz found this odd, but didn't see anything wrong with that, so she went to the restaurant that was said on the note. She was led to a private room where Gene was waiting excitedly at her seat. "Hi mom."

A/N: Explain other OC:

Grimes is a gay tattoo artist with a tough love attitude. He can be rude and pushy, but has a realistic, caring side. He will literally take no shit from anyone. He is in college to get his medical degree while also working as a tattoo artist in the dorms since his parents disowned him.

Patrick is like her angel, and Grimes is her rock. It feels better to have friends of your own than affiliating with your sibling's friends.