Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance of actual persons is of pure coincidence.

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FF= fan fiction -or- fanfic

AN= author's note

QAN= quick author's note

Bardock Reborn

Background: Ryanna is a human that has lived at Capsule Corps since the reincarnation of Buu. Since she has been an assistant of Bulma Briefs she has figured out the secret of the Saiyans, and the mysteries of the Cell games and the Z fighters past. What she doesn't know is that she would become more involved than she originally planned.

Chapter 6:Transmissions through time

Bulma looked around at her lab with a heavy sigh. She couldn't believe how much damage had been done. She guessed her plans weren't as full proof as she had once thought. All of Ryanna's research on the Saiyan gene had been destroyed along with Ryanna. She had simply disappeared, and no trace of her body had been found. She wondered if the girl had gotten caught in the time warp and sent spiraling through time?

Dead or lost, neither scenario sent ease to Bulma's heavy conscience. She wished she could have a sign, or some kind of clue that Ryanna was okay. She knelt down putting her hands in a praying motion and cried. Oh please, Kami, Dende, tell her that Ryanna was okay.

"What a piece of junk!" Radditz exclaimed giving Ryanna a start. She had dragged him with her as a temporary lab hand. She figured a child would have the most difficult time figuring out what it was she was really working on.

"I'm not going to lie, it is in rather bad shape." Ryanna put a hand over the smoke and grime covered shell. "That's why I have to make it clean and better again." If she could remember all the detailing. She had gotten a pretty good look at the plans before the accident occurred and was fairly confident she could rebuild it by memory. "Hand me a screw driver will yah?"

"A what?" Radditz looked at her as if she had asked him to pluck a star from the sky.

"That tool there, the one with the flat tip.. Yeah thanks," when he handed it to her she began unscrewing the covering off and tossing it aside to take a look at the detailing inside. "Oh good, it looks like the wiring wasn't damaged much. The majority of the damage is external."

"I'll just take your word on that." Radditz floated up beside her to take a look inside. "Can you actually tell what all is in there?"

"Yeah, that's the benefit of having the kind of training I've been though." Ryanna grinned. "I may not be that strong physically, but I have to say I'm probably years ahead of the others when it comes to the workings of technology."

"What you don't know, you can learn. That's what dad always says." Radditz handed her another tool when she asked for it.

"I agree with his knowledge. Your dad is wise."

"He wouldn't agree. He also says it doesn't take a lot of brains to be a good fighter." Radditz pumped his fists "It's all instinct."

"Now that I would have to disagree with," Ryanna lifted a microchip and pulled down her eye scope to take a good look at it. "Brains can help in a good fight. After all, you need to strategize a plan, analyze your opponents weaknesses, and sometimes even talk your opponents into a frenzy. Blind rage is a powerful weapon. When your opponents fight without thinking then they often leave themselves open for hard attacks."

"How do you know all this?"

Ryanna put the chip down and lifted her scope looking to Radditz. "Can you keep a secret?"

Radditz grinned and leaned in. "Yeah!"

"So can I," Ryanna smirked and went back to work. Radditz's pouting face made her want to cuddle him, but she resisted the urge. With his help she broke apart the main parts of the ship in order for her to work on them individually. She would have to start from scratch on the outer shell, but it would be worth it. The metal materials they possessed here on Vegeta were much more durable than those on the Earth. She filled out the necessary orders to get the materials she needed, and with Radditz's help put in a full days work in only a handful of hours.

"Wish I had someone like you on Earth." She ruffled his hair smiling. "Would have made my life a whole lot easier."

Radditz tilted his head down to hide the blush. He was ashamed to admit that he liked her attention. He'd never felt compassion, or care from anyone, not even his parents. He had been raised to be self reliant, and to follow orders. "Yeah, whatever." Radditz turned to leave. "I have real work to do… but," Radditz fisted his hands and put them on his hips turning to him. "If you REALLY need my help. I suppose this is a good way to get rid of boredom."

Ryanna took the hint and nodded. "Thank you, Radditz."

The thank you did it. He choked and ran out to find a good place to hide and cry. What the hell? What was this feeling he was getting being around her? He felt… good, and safe around her. Why? What the hell was she? Maybe she was a witch. Yeah, that was it. She was a witch who would cast her spell and use him, and… Radditz paused in his thoughts to look back down the hall. She had followed him. Her breathing rapid from chasing after him. Her eyes were wide and teary.

"Are you okay?" She knelt down to eyelevel with him. Radditz shook and launched himself at her. He couldn't control his body, his arms wrapped around her and held tightly taking in her scent and nuzzling until he was comfortable. He felt her stroke his hair and kiss his forehead. He wasn't sure what he was feeling, but whatever it was, he didn't mind letting himself feel it, just a little while longer.

The image of Radditz replayed in Ryanna's mind over and over. She had let him hold on, and cling to her as if his life had depended on her. Then once he had calmed sent him off to go train. What sort of society had been built that Radditz felt trapped enough to run away from feelings such as loneliness and sadness? She knew exactly why Radditz had clung to her. She had shown him concern, care, and affection. From what Vegeta had told her of his own upbringing Saiyan women were never coddlers. Saiyan men and their sons bonded through fighting and training, but the connection between mother and son never existed. Vegeta had said his only memories of his mother had been at gatherings, and meals. She hadn't tucked him in, hugged him, or anything that was considered "normal" mothering skills on Earth.

At the time Ryanna had thought it was just a royal thing, but after seeing Radditz's reaction, she knew now that, that wasn't the case. "Poor kid," Ryanna sighed and paused looking at some interesting wiring in the time recording section of the wiring. "Is that.. A transmission hook up?" She jumped up looking over her notes and sketches she did by memory. A smile plastered on her face. "Hey… now that gives me an idea! Where's a screen I can use... She looked around and found an old computer type screen and starts playing with the hook ups. It took her almost an hour before she began to get a clear transmission signal. "Ah! It's working! Yes! …now then… the frequency to Bulma's lab is… hmmm ah… ah I hear her. Bulma? Bulma can you hear me?"

She must be going crazy, Bulma thought putting a hand to her head. She could have sworn she just heard Ryanna's voice. "I must be getting old and senile. There's no way…"

"Bulma!"

"It is you! Ryanna! Ryanna where are you?"

"Go to your radio!" Bulma hurried and put the radio on speakers. "Ryanna?"

"Oh thank god, it really is working. Bulma it's me. I managed to wire a transmission using the time machine's warp function."

"ah, why didn't I think of that? Oh Ry you're the real genius! Are you okay? Where are you.. Ah correction when are you?"

"You were right on both accounts. I'm on planet Vegeta, more than 44 years in the past."

"Are you serious?" Bulma screeched making Ryanna wince through the speakers.

"Yes, but I'm a little stuck. The time machine was damaged, and some of the parts I need I can't find here on Vegeta. I'm having to work at it by scratch."

"Don't worry Ryanna, we'll think of something. At the very least we can try to get you off the planet."

"I'm safe for now… Bulma, it worked. My serum worked. I'm a Saiyan!"

Bulma nearly dropped her receiver. Ryanna was a Saiyan? She was on planet Vegeta and she was a Saiyan! "That's incredible. You tested it on yourself?"

"No, it was an accident. I had the serum in hand when the malfunctioning of the machine started. I went into the cockpit to try and correct it, but I got locked in. I still don't know why, of all places, I ended up here."

"I'll figure it out later. For right now we need to find a way to get you back. You're saying you're fixing the time machine yourself?"

Ryanna explained, in every juicy detail. She knew she was pressed for time, but she needed to tell someone of her time here. Everything so far had been like a dream. She was experiencing a Saiyan's life right from the horse's mouth.

"You sound intrigued. Why am I not surprised. Most people in your situation would be freaking out, but you sound cool as a cucumber."

Ryanna laughed and nodded her head even though Bulma couldn't see her. "Oh you bet. I'm loving every minute of it actually. Even the parts that scare me to death."

"Well, just don't get yourself hurt. Not all Saiyans are as gentle as Bardock. I'm guessing you're gonna run into some real scum bags."

"I'll keep that in mind. Thanks for talking to me Bulma. I'll contact you again when I can."

"Be safe Ryanna." Bulma hung up and jumped from her chair cheering. "She's alive! Woo Hoo, and my time machine works! This is incredible! I have to tell Vegeta!

Ryanna hung up the line and spun in her chair feeling completely restored of energy and work ethic. "I think that's enough for today. Maybe I'll see if Bardock's awake so we can do some training." She jumped to her feet and gasped when, speak of the devil, Bardock came out from the shadows of the doorway. "Bardock. What are you doing here?" she gasped and covered her mouth. "How long have you been listening?

"Not long," Bardock admitted. "just the part where your friend said you were as cool as a cucumber."

"Oh, right, yeah well she's a human, a friend from Earth."

"What's this part that you're telling her scares you to death?"

"I'm not scared." She lied. "It was an expression." He scared her to death. The way he looked at her, as if he was pulling her skin off piece by piece to see what was inside of her. "I simply meant that this isn't normal for me, but I like it anyway."

"Good to hear," Bardock smirked and cornered her between her and the table.

"Why is it?" She swallowed hard to keep her voice from trembling. "Every single time you see me, you feel it necessary to back me into a corner."

"Maybe because I feel you're gonna run away frightened if I don't." He grasped her chin and she smacked his hand away pushing him back. She shook once and straightened up immediately.

"I'm not scared of you, Bardock."

"Liar," he called her on it. Her eyes hardened on him and he didn't know why that was so attractive on her. Why couldn't Cumbera be this entertaining? Or this arousing.

"I was going to ask you to come train with me, but seeing as you're acting like a butt head I think I'll ask Radditz instead!" She pushed past him and he grabbed her arm. She struggled. "Let go of me! How dare you?"

"How dare I? Now that's funny." He pushed her into the wall liking how she struggled underneath him. Every curve on her body brushed and moved against his muscles and it aroused him so that he pushed closer listening as her breath shuddered out. "You're a woman, Ryanna. Whether or not you're new here or you've lived here your whole life you still fall under the same line as the others. Saiyan men are not all as kind and patient as I am."

"You egotistical-mmmph!" He kissed her, and shut her brain down. Why couldn't she just push him away? His lips was like a magnet for hers, pulling her in and locking her in tight.

Bardock was losing himself in this woman. He had only meant to come and watch her work, and see for himself what exactly it was she was working on. He hadn't meant to hear her talk about his planet as if it were a good place to live, and be involved, as if they were a vacation spot. He hadn't meant to tease her, corner her, and kiss her this way. It didn't matter now what he had meant to do, because he was kissing her now, and he damn well liked it.

Ryanna felt his hand unclip her armor and yank it over her head quick as if it were just a T-shirt. She heard the pang against the metal floor and she gasped covering her chest blushing. "Bardock, stop!"

He looked at her, flustered and ruffled from their make out. Her lips were swollen and her eyes were frightened. She was silhouetted in the soft light and her scent drag into his nose. He breathed her in.

"No."

Oooh sexiness. I'm gonna die if I keep giving you guys cliffhangers, but I love to leave you guys wanting more and looking forward for the next update. Sorry!

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