Bulma sighed. She knew this was a bad idea. They were having a date night with all of their friends. Yamcha was here with her, Tien was with Launch…Krillin was with an airhead named Maron, while her sister, Tights, was sitting next to the most obnoxious man she had ever met. The genius knew that she shouldn't have listened to that airhead's suggestion, but Tights was grasping at straws. Bulma had suggested Krillin, at first, but her sister was too picky. No man was good enough it seemed. However, she would have never thought of Hercule as the man for her sister, and it seemed that Tights thought the same.
The heiress gave her sister a look from across the table as they planned for the blonde to make her exit for the evening. That was until they heard a massive crash outside. Bulma jumped up along with everyone in their party. As they all ran outside, Krillin voiced that the Ki he felt was familiar with a smile on his face. Bulma didn't dare herself to hope. Was Gokin really home?
As they made it to the lawn out front, they could see the crater where the ship had landed. The door opened and out popped Gokin with her son in hand. She looked a little disorientated as she stepped onto the planet. "I can't remember the last time I had dirt under my feet," the female saiyan remarked.
Bulma rushed forward in excitement, only to freeze in place as another visitor made himself known. "What is he doing here?" Her eyes looked up at the tall man, who claimed to be Gokin's brother.
"Oh, Bulma." Gokin walked up to her friend and gave her a smile. "I didn't think we would land here."
Krillin walked up, sizing up his friend. Gokin had gotten stronger. He could see how ripped up her gi was, and where her slender form had been, there was a lot more muscle on her than before. "What have you been doing?"
Raditz growled, making Krillin jump. His mind was already made up. Kakara was with Vegeta and he would stop any and all male advances towards her. No matter what Kakara said, the prince would not have gone that far for a breeding sow. His sister wouldn't listen to reason, however.
"Training." Gokin didn't want to talk about what she had been through. The last thing she wanted to talk about was her prince. She tried not to flinch as she thought of his face. Was Vegeta going to haunt her for the rest of her days?
Bulma noticed that something was off with her friend, only for her sister to walk out. "Bulma, what is going on?" Tights took one look at the ship before squealing in delight. She was always fascinated with space. Her partner for the night had left after soiling himself after the crash, but she hadn't been interested in him anyway. She kind of wished that Bulma stopped with her constant matchmaking. It was tiresome on her.
As Tights got closer to the ship, however, her eyes fell on the man next to her sister's friend. She wouldn't have thought him any different from any other man, if she hadn't seen his tail or his manner of dress. Her mouth went dry. Sure, she had met Jaco when she was younger, but this was a different kind of alien…one whose appearance was quite appealing.
"Bulma, are you going to introduce us?" Tight's pondered as she stared up at the strange man.
Meanwhile, Raditz was taken aback. Never before had he seen someone so pretty. His cheeks turned red as their eyes met. The saiyan was quite confused by the increase of his heartbeat. What did this mean?
Bulma looked over at her sister in shock as she realized what was taking place. What kind of cruel fate this had to be. Her sister had a crush on the barbarian that had stolen Gokin away from them. But before she could respond, the saiyan female spoke for her. "Oh, well, this is Raditz…I don't know who you are though."
Bulma sighed. "Gokin, this is my older sister, Tights."
"You have a sister?!" Gokin cried in shock. "That's almost as crazy as me having a brother." She looked back at Raditz. "No offense."
Raditz would have grumbled but his eyes were on the blonde in front of him. So, Tights was her name. It was a strange one, but it wasn't as bad as the name his sister had been given. Then he noticed that the blonde's sister was staring at him with contempt.
"It's just never come up," Bulma said, still glaring up at Raditz.
"Anyway, Tights, this is my older brother, Raditz," Gokin said, noticing that her brother's face had changed. She wanted to giggle. She knew that face…it was the same one that Vegeta gave her from time to time. The female warrior tensed up. Would this pain ever stop? She couldn't help but wonder that thought.
Tights pushed by her sister, grabbing Raditz's arm before pulling him into the house. "Gokin, why did he come back with you?" Bulma asked. She wanted the details of what had happened out there in space.
Gokin sighed. "He's not so bad, besides Gohan adores him." She didn't remember when she had set her son down, but now she could see him wandering around, most likely in search of food.
"Chico will want to see you." Bulma brought up the man only to gauge her friend's reaction.
"I don't think that I should go back there." The idea of going back to Chico seemed wrong. She had been with another man. One that her soon to be former husband could never measure up to. Even with the deceit that the prince had given her, she was still completely his. The thoughts that occupied her mind were of nothing but him and would be so for some time. "Do you mind if we stay the night here. Tomorrow, I will try and call Chico."
Bulma was not an idiot. She knew their marriage had been a farce from the beginning. "I don't mind. We can catch up." She wanted to know everything that had conspired out in space, but it looked like Gokin wasn't going to give her that.
"Can we do that later? I'm pretty tired." This was a lie though. Gokin was thinking about what she was going to say to Chico when morning came. It was not going to be a pretty sight, of that she could be sure.
As the parties moved around, Krillin had set his eyes on Gokin. He was with Maron now, but it looked like Gokin was about to become available. He sighed, why did this have to happen now? If only Gokin had come back a month earlier, he would have never met Maron. Not wanting to be the type to cheat, Krillin chose to cut his losses. There was no guarantee that Gokin would want him and he was not about to make fool of himself. No, if Gokin wanted him, she could make the first move. He had waited long enough and was going to allow Maron to make him happy. Krillin knew that he at least owed her that.
Gokin woke up early. She let her son sleep as she wandered downstairs. She could sense that Chico was already there. It was time to get this over with. That chapter of her life was about to be closed forever.
As she walked downstairs, she could smell flowers on the air. The fighter almost gagged, she hated flowers. Chico always tried to use them to appease her.
Her husband rushed forward, pulling her into a hug. "I thought I would never see you again!" Chico said before looking around. "Where is my son?"
"Gohan is still sleeping," Gokin said, trying to hold her ground. She could do this. Chico had just offered her the flowers with a smile. "Chico…we need to talk."
His face changed as Bulma prepared to walk in. The heiress chose to stay just outside of the doorway. She listened in, wanting details of Gokin's experience…she just didn't expect for her friend to want a divorce.
"You have to be kidding?! I have been here, terrified that you and Gohan were hurt or worse, dead, and this is the thanks I get?" Chico snapped.
Gokin sighed. "I didn't ask that of you."
"You shouldn't have to ask me. You're my wife. We love each other," Chico started, only to stop. "You do love me…Don't you?"
Gokin looked away. "Have we really ever been in love?"
Chico stared at her in suspicion. "You sound like someone that has felt love before then. If not me, then who is it?"
Bulma leaned closer to the door. This had to be the best gossip she had ever heard. With Gokin's attitude, she never thought this day would come.
"That's not important," Gokin sighed. "I just can't pretend that what we had was what I really wanted."
"So, you only married me for my benefit?" Chico snapped.
"I didn't want to disappoint you," Gokin said. "Gohan was the only light in those years." Her husband looked ready to get in her face. "You know as well as I do, that it couldn't have worked out. I can't be the woman that you want."
"And what do you think that I want?" Chico asked, wanting to know what he could do to fix this.
"I can't be the perfect housewife, Chico… I'm not even human," Gokin said, feeling tears prick at her eyes. "I'm a saiyan, I was never meant to be locked up in a kitchen or doing housework all day. I was meant to train and fight… I will still raise my son, but I can't go on denying what I am."
Chico sighed. "You know that I'm not going to let you keep Gohan right?" This was the last card he could play. It would take time, but he was sure he could win Gokin's heart back. She was just delusional.
"You won't take my son away from me!" Gokin growled.
"She'll have one of my lawyers," Bulma said, popping out of hiding. She was kind of proud at her friend. Gokin had held her ground pretty well. "Do you think you can fight that Chico?" the heiress asked, noticing that she had ripped that cocky smirk from the man's face.
"Gokin will change her mind. You'll see." With that, Chico left without seeing Gohan. His son would surely want to see him again, which would lead Gokin back to him. It was only a matter of time.
Bulma looked over at her friend. "I swear, one of these days you'll realize how pretty you are. Men just fall at your feet, it would probably be better if you knew what their intentions are."
Gokin glared at the heiress at her joke. "I know exactly what their intentions are." She stalked off, not giving Bulma an explanation.
The heiress sighed as a plan formed in her head. Hopefully, she would get exactly what she wanted. Gokin just needed a little prodding.
Bulma put her plan into action two months later. Things just kept coming up. First, Gokin was going through the divorce, then she got the news about her sister running off to elope with that rogue saiyan, Raditz. The two of them were now living on that island with that strange old scientist. A couple of times, Bulma tried to ask Raditz about what had happened with Gokin in space, but he refused to answer any of her questions.
But the strangest part came from Gokin's behavior. As each day passed, Gokin grew more reclusive. The saiyan female spent all of her free time training, but she didn't really talk to anyone. Yamcha and Krillin offered to train with her, but it was soon apparent that Gokin was overpowering them by leaps and bounds.
Tonight was the night of her plan and she was sure to get Gokin to participate. She, Maron, and Launch were in the living room as Gokin came in. The fighter looked worn out as she sat down. "What's the occasion?" Gokin asked.
Bulma giggled. "We're just having girl talk." She turned back to the rest. "You know, Yamcha got a new car yesterday. I swear, he loves that thing more than me."
"I know what you mean, Tien is always leaving for long periods of time. I just wish he could stay in one place from time to time," Launch said.
"Krillin took me shopping last week, and got mad after the third store. He said that it was a shopping date. I just don't understand men," Maron huffed.
Gokin raised an eyebrow. "If you hate those things, then why are you with them?"
"Well, Yamcha can be sweet," Bulma chimed in.
"Tien usually makes it up to me later," Launch said.
"Krillin pays for everything, so I don't really complain," the airhead answered.
The saiyan sighed, leaning against the couch. "But wouldn't you want a partner that understood you?" She stared at the ceiling.
"Honey, men like that don't exist," Maron scoffed. "There isn't going to be some train happy man for you to end up with."
Gokin kept her eyes on the ceiling. Even with all of her training…he never left her thoughts. "What if he did exist?"
"Then I would call you and him crazy," Maron shot off as Bulma and Launch glared at her.
"Gokin, can you explain what you're talking about?" the heiress pushed.
The female warrior couldn't stop the small smile that came to her lips. "I would say that he has his faults. He's an arrogant bastard, who takes pleasure out of destroying others. He's serious…and determined to get what he wants, not matter who it hurts in the end."
"He sounds like a real bastard…" Bulma began only for Gokin to continue.
"He's beyond strong, his training isn't just for himself, even if he says it is. He hides his kindness because he doesn't want anyone to see him fall. He holds himself to a higher standard…" the female saiyan said, her smile was growing as the prince came to mind. One of their many training sessions came to her, almost forcing tears from her eyes.
"What does he look like?" Launch asked, as Bulma gaped. The saiyan was practically spilling her guts about this guy. Now all that the heiress wanted was a name. She needed to know who the person that Gokin had fallen for was. After all, her friend being in love was also some kind of miracle.
"Handsome…" Gokin said breathlessly. "His dark eyes are piercing, almost as if they could see through anything… He's a saiyan like me, so his hair is spikier than that of a human, along with that dark brown tail of his, but his hair is jet black instead."
Maron cocked her head to the side. "I don't think I would like anyone that serious. He sounds boring to me."
"I bet Vegeta would find you annoying as well," Gokin snapped, then felt dizzy. She was overdoing her training and she knew it.
Bulma giggled, so his name was Vegeta. What an odd name, but then again, most saiyan names were. She was going to ponder further, but something didn't seem right with her friend. "Are you okay?"
Gokin felt the room starting to spin. "I could probably use a senzu," she began, only to pass out a second later.
Bulma panicked as they got to moving the saiyan to the lab. It was good that the heiress had certain things on hand, but she already knew to have the needles out of Gokin's arm before she woke up.
Launch and Maron stood there, while Bulma ran a couple of tests. The heiress wondered if the saiyan had caught a bug or something as Gokin came to. "I think you need to slow down," the heiress said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
Gokin shook her head, looking around weakly. She could see the needle in her arm and wanted to get rid of it, but she felt too weak. She watched Bulma remove it and calmed as a machine begin to beep and some paper came out.
The heiress took it, reading it a couple of times before dropping it. "Gokin, did you and Vegeta happen to…sleep together?"
Gokin stared up at her, turning red as she nodded. "Yes…we did, why?" But as Bulma read her answer, the saiyan already knew. She was with child. The prince's child. Now more than ever, she wanted him by her side, this was what he wanted from her… She told herself that, but at the same time began to wonder if that was true. Could that have been a trick from Turly? If only she had gone to ask him, then she could feel better about being away from her prince.
Through her depression, she felt warm. No matter what happened now, she was going to have Vegeta's child. Even if he wasn't here, she would at least have a part of him. She finally smiled as she looked up at the ceiling of the lab, not even noticing as Bulma placed a new needle. Tears fell as she thought of her mate not knowing… if she didn't love him before, she surely did now.
She could only hope that he could forgive her for leaving his side and that his heart did not wander as they were separated. Someday, their paths would cross again… she could only hope.
Out in space
Nappa shook as he was tossed into Turly. The two of them looked up at the prince in horror. Once he returned to find Kakara gone, his cruelty had grown, much to the liking of Frieza.
Turly and Nappa had been forced to mate for the prince's amusement, only for her to discover that she was barren and the old man was sterile. At the moment, she wondered if she should just die. It would be a better fate than to be stuck with this monster disguised as a prince.
Vegeta walked over to a nearby window. Looking down at the next planet he was to destroy. He wouldn't stop his bloodshed until he found his mate. If she proved to be gone from this world, he would take the world with him. The prince would not rest until Kakara was back in his arms. Once he discovered what Nappa and Turly had done, he had not only cursed them, but himself. He should have never revealed his original intent to someone like Nappa. The idea of Kakara believing that was his opinion of her sickened him beyond measure.
The prince frowned as he stared at the planet under them. He couldn't sense her ki… he would never be complete until he was back in her arms. At this point, if they had children it would only be an added bonus. She was his only goal. So, for now, he would do Frieza's dirty work, he would torture the elite and his bride, he would inflict injury upon the galaxy, all in the name of his love and devotion. He would prove his love came before everything else, even his pride.
"I will see you again, my Kakara. I just hope you will wait for me."
To Be Continued…
Next chappie is a timeskip.
