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Well, inspiration struck, and here's the second and lastpart to my prologue... well onward reader, before I bore you to death with my rambling. lol

Prologue Two: Son Goku's Departure

She smiled, her exquisite visage beaming at the warrior before her, the two sitting together in a field of brilliant emerald green grass, trees scattered about the meadow landscape, their leaves a fiery red, their bark a soft cerulean.

He returned the smile, his face glistening a little in the radiant glow of the golden orb that lit the world, oddly colored clouds, most a pinkish blue, crept along the beautiful azure heavens lazily, providing slight shade to the two who sat in the meadow.

A soft breeze rustled the trees' leaves, the blades of grass swaying in the wind, along with Tarra's long locks. She lifted her gaze, staring up at the dulling sun, watching its slow, lingering descent to below the horizon.

"Neveah is truly lovely…" Murmured Tarra softly.

"Yeah… But nowhere as beautiful as you, Tarra," said Goku, smiling happily at her.

A small smirk found its way onto her face, lowering her gaze from the sky to Goku, her pinkish crimson orbs staring into his ebony ones.

"Thank you," she said softly, her smirk broadening into a wide smile.

"I hope I didn't hurt your feelings the other night…" Goku said, his smile dimming a little. "I wasn't trying to, honest."

Tarra lifted her hand and ran a slender finger along Goku's arm, tracing his thick, corded muscles lightly. "I understand completely Goku…" Her finger found its way to his hand and she wrapped her hand around his, holding it gently.

Goku's smile brightened. "You do?"

"Of course…" She said, no longer looking him eye to eye, her gaze directed more so to the blades of grass beneath them both. "A man's greatest loyalty should be to his family… My husband was the same way… Until he was lost to me…"

Goku's smile reversed itself slowly, a frown taking its place. "Oh… What happened?"

She sighed lightly, keeping her grasp on Goku's hand. "The lords of my world needed him to replace a fallen lord… I have not seen him since that day…"

"I'm so sorry…" Goku said softly.

"But you wouldn't leave your wife, would you, Son Goku?" She asked, looking into his eyes again. "You wouldn't just up and leave her lonely, just because you were out to do something 'for the good of us all'… Would you?"

After but a moment, guilt racked his mind and forced him to look away.

"Where is your wife now, Son Goku? Why aren't you with her?"

"I couldn't stand by…" He said after a short silence. "I had to leave Earth… My son and my two best friends were in danger…"

"So they are more important to you than your Chi-Chi?"

"No…" He shook his head. "I love them all Tarra… I love them all equally… But with Chi-Chi, it's a special kind of love…"

"If your wife and your son were in danger, which would you try and save first?"

Goku furrowed his brow, a little frustrated. "Why are you asking me all this!"

"Through whispered rumors I heard a jealous wizard sent a monster after him… my husband…and he was slain…" She sighed deeply. "There is no greater loneliness knowing that there is no chance of ever seeing your beloved again…"

Tarra looked away, remembering. Then, suddenly, she felt her hand clasped between two, strong, calloused, but rather gentle hands.

She looked up, her eyes meeting Goku's. "I don't know what I would do if I couldn't ever see Chi-Chi or Gohan again…"

"Son Goku… May I ask you a question?"

He nodded, watching her tuck a tuft of chocolate brown hair behind her ear.

She leant close in a slow, lingering motion, kissing Goku softly, once she had drawn close enough. Goku felt that strange feeling that resembled guilt and mistrust again, the same feeling that had him jerk away the first time she'd done this, but… he didn't try to pull away.

When she drew back, she stared into his eyes for but a moment, then voiced her question, "Do you truly love her, Son Goku?"

He looked deeply into her eyes, searching them.

"Does she truly love you?"

He didn't answer.

"Why did you marry her, Son Goku?"

He looked away again. "I didn't know what marriage was then… But she could be fun, I didn't really mind spending time with her…"

"But you would have liked it better if you could have lived a little more before settling down."

"I… No." He said, his voice regaining strength. "I love Chi-Chi, no matter what you think. I love her more than anything!"

"Who are you trying to convince Goku? Me… Or you?"

That shook what little resolve he'd just gained, lowering his head sadly.

Tarra took his chin in her free hand, her right hand was still in Goku's grasp, and lifted his face gently, leaning close and kissing him again, but more deeply this time, more passionately, pressing her body to his.

Again he didn't resist, and even started to kiss her back, then slowly drew his mouth away, almost reluctantly.

"Tarra… Stop it…"

"Why?"

"This is wrong… I feel it…"

"Because you love her? Or because you force yourself to believe you love her, because that's what's right?"

"No," he said quickly, "I love her because she makes me happy."

"Does she?" The breeze picked up again, her beautiful mane billowing in the wind. "Do you really feel happy at home with her? Or would you prefer a wife that could be venturous with you… Share all your adventure with you? A wife that wouldn't hold you down… That wouldn't hold you back from all the things you love… All the things that truly make you happy?"

Gohan would be disgusted with how weak his father was being, and would be deeply hurt that his father betrayed his mother.

More importantly, it would break Chi-Chi's heart.

But Tarra would make him happier… but it wasn't right… He couldn't hurt his wife that way… Could he?

Their eyes met again, their lips not too far behind, and before either could grasp what was happening, their bodies had become intertwined, and the light from the sun's rays had died down to nothingness, the sky darkened, the soft light of the moon hidden by the amethyst clouds littered about the heavens, the two alone in the night…

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Goku bolted upright, pushing the sheets off of him, his forehead slick with a cold sweat, breathing in shaky breaths, as if he'd had the most terrible nightmare.

It was a dream… Wasn't it? He thought to himself. It had to be! But it felt so real…

He stared into the darkness of his room, and could already see the faintest traces of light shooting through the thin red curtains over his windows.

He shook his head and swung his legs over, dangling them off the side of the bed. He touched his bare feet down onto the soft carpet, the texture tickling the soles of his feet a little. He lifted himself up out of bed, standing up.

He walked over to the table he carelessly discarded his clothes onto and lifted up the strange white and black armor with one black shoulder pad, the other shoulder of a ruffled dress shirt resembling puffiness, and slid it on over his head, popping his head out of the neck hole. He grabbed onto the white and black pants and pulled them onto his legs, then slipped his feet into black boots, now fully dressed.

Just then, Tarra's head peeked in the room. "Son Goku?"

"Gah!" Shouted Goku, nearly leaping out of his skin as he leapt backwards.

She giggled softly, smiling at him. "I'm sorry if I startled you Goku."

"No… Its just that…" He shook his head. "Its time for me to go Tarra."

"But it isn't yet morn," she reasoned, "Please, go back to sleep."

"No," he said with resolve. "I liked staying here, but I have to go."

She frowned a little, but nodded. "Okay."

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The sky was a light pink, hazed over with a soft hue of orange, the sun barely peeking over the horizon, two figures in a meadow, beside damaged earth, the crater housing a small silver pod.

The larger figure walked down into the crater, leaving the smaller, shapelier figure at the edge of the deep indenture in the planet's surface.

Within a few moments, he stood before the pod, and almost instantly, as if it recognized his presence, the hatch slowly lifted, the door rising until the seat within the pod was in clear view.

"Is there anyway I can convince you to stay, Son Goku?"

He didn't answer, his back to her as he lowered himself into the small silver pod, turning around and seating himself in that plush red chair, staring up at Tarra as the hatch began to close.

Tarra's face, defined by a frown, began to brighten a little, her frown turning upside down, into a sort of sad smile.

Goku returned the sad smile just as the hatch shut, the red shielding giving the world outside the pod a crimson color, Tarra's view of Goku now crimson as well.

The sun was breaking the darkness of night as the silver orb started to glow brilliantly, the sound of turbines revving filling the morning air. Goku waved once, the sad smile still on his face as the pod began to hover, then without warning, it was flung into the sky, sailing off into the heavens, back into the dark expanse of space.

Tarra stared up at Goku as he departed, a grin slowly spreading across her face as she ran a hand over her stomach lightly, her belly a little swollen and rounded, just as the small blades of grass and the trees lightened into a brilliant silver, the trees melting into the ground as the whole world went silver, shimmering much like water.

Then it vanished without a trace.

Two chapters down... and a lot more to go! I hope... lol, well anyway, let me know how you liked it, good or bad. Sayonara reader.