Raditz sighed to himself. After the incident with Cooler, he was being monitored around the clock. He really didn't care though. He had gotten Gure out of here and that was all that mattered. The chains really didn't bother him.
The door came open, and just as he expected, Cooler had come to see him. They were trying to keep Zera away from him now.
He could see that Cooler had that stone in his hand. They must have pulled it out of Onna's body. That had to be painful, but it also meant that he could easily pull Zera free of Onna's body if he had the chance.
Cooler chuckled. "I see that you've come to like you're new…living arrangement."
Raditz only smirked back at the alien. "It's pretty cozy in here."
That earned him a punch to the gut. "Don't act all smart with me!"
Raditz only laughed. "I have to. I'm surrounded by idiots."
This time he received a blow to the face. "My sister isn't here to protect you now. It would be best to treat me with respect!"
Raditz continued to laugh. "What good would groveling do?" The Frostian flinched. "Besides, I could never respect a monster like you."
Cooler growled as the door opened again. This time Frieza and Cold had joined them. "He's an insane fool." Cooler said to them.
"He's a monkey. He couldn't be anything more than a fool." Frieza said, glaring at Raditz.
Raditz continued to laugh to himself. If all of them were here, they were probably going to kill him. But for some reason, he didn't feel any sense of dread. At least he was going to die with some honor still intact.
Cold glared at the saiyan. "I just want to know what he did to Zera in the first place. I bet it was him all along."
Frieza made to agree with his father, but Cooler shook his head. "Zera was always crazy. Why else would she want to be alone like that?"
Frieza growled. "She was a weirdo, that's why. No good can come from being that introverted."
"You really don't know?" Raditz let out an insane laugh. They all turned to glare at him.
"What would you know, Monkey?" Frieza spat.
Raditz continued to laugh. "It was you. All of you did it. If you didn't exist, she would have been just like you."
Apparently he hit a nerve as King Cold punched him seconds later. Blood launched from Raditz's mouth and cascaded down the front of him. "You know nothing, you savage ape!" Cold snapped, getting in his face. Raditz only spit in the King's face. Raditz made no sound as Cold grabbed his leg and broke the bone.
All of the Frostians froze as they looked at him. It was like Raditz was a rag doll and whatever they tried, just wouldn't work.
"The door opened and in walked Zera. She looked between her family and Raditz more than once, before walking over to Raditz. "You're always a handful, you know that, Love?"
Raditz sighed as she reset the bone in front of everyone. "They just don't know how to do things properly. This is child's play."
Zera only smiled up at him. "Yes, I believe I broke your legs more than once. You stopped flinching after the third time. I had to get more creative after that."
Raditz couldn't help the insane look on his face. "There's nothing wrong with that. After all, I was quite creative with you."
Zera turned red. "That you were." She smirked. "Now, why don't we try something fun?" Her eyes filled with that familiar darkness and for some reason, Raditz felt excited. That probably had to do with his boredom. She walked away from him and started going through a cabinet. She pulled out more than one vial of different things before walking back over to him. She threw one on the ground, breaking it into hundreds if not thousands of pieces. "I think you'll remember this."
He only smirked and opened up his hand. The scars from the previous encounter were still there. "I believe so."
She began to laugh as she picked up the shards of glass and shoved them sharply into his open hand. "Close your hand." Her voice was sharp as well.
It was weird. He did what she asked, pain was starting to go up his arm, but it wasn't unbearable. "Is that all?" He asked, as blood dripped down his arm.
She gave him an insane stare. "Far from it, Love." She began to open a different vial.
Raditz read the label and panic began to go up and down his spine. He knew that compound. He'd used it for torture more than once. He began to struggle against his restraints.
"Isn't this what you asked for, Love?" Her insanity grew.
As soon the acid hit his hand, he let out a searing cry. The pain was unbearable. It felt like his hand was melting off. He knew words were coming out of his mouth, but had no clue what he was even saying. It was almost like he was nine years old again. That fear finally came creeping back as he pulled against his restraints, failing to get away from the agony.
She pulled off of him and stared at him for a couple of seconds. "You made me get creative, Love." She said, before turning her back and walking over to the cabinet. She grabbed some tweezers and walked back over to him. She had completely forgotten that her family was there as she began to clean out the glass. "I really did a number on you didn't I?"
Raditz stared at her. She actually looked remorseful. "What else is new?" Raditz didn't get it. She didn't look happy at all. Wasn't this what she wanted?
"I…" She pulled the last shard of glass out. "Let me get you something to clean this wound out."
Raditz watched her, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. Her family was watching her. This was the first time they had seen this side of her in person.
She disappeared again, Raditz could smell it. Onna was in front of him now. The timing was perfect and he wasn't going to let an opportunity like this go. "I love you." Onna disappeared and Zera appeared again. She looked up at him and tears began to fill his eyes and she cried against him. "I belong to you, remember?"
She gave him a sad smile. "Yes, you do."
Yardrat
Kakarot sighed. They had landed here about a month ago and decided to stay until after Chichi had the baby. She was getting close to birth and this planet wasn't as bad as the last couple they had been on.
At least this planet wasn't a complete waste. He was learning a new technique from them and it was going well. And the training got him away from Coco.
The bird was almost fully grown now and he had finally convinced Chichi that it didn't need to share the bed with them. The only problem was that Chichi wasn't in the mood for any fun, so he was still forced to be celibate. How had he made a commitment to this before? Now that he knew what sex was really like, he craved it. But he wasn't going to push her.
Chichi wasn't feeling good. Between the baby kicking her and the lack of sleep, Kakarot could sympathize with his mate. He wasn't sure that sex would be on his mind if he had a mini being growing inside of him.
He shook his head. He didn't need to be thinking about these things. He needed to come up with a way home from here. He hoped that they didn't have that much farther to go. He was tired of running around the galaxy and he knew that Chichi was tiring of it as well.
Kakarot was pulled from his thoughts though as Coco walked over to him and grabbed at his sleeve. He glared at the bird. "What do you want?" He snapped at it.
Coco chirped and pulled on his arm some more, almost as if it was trying to drag him away. Normally, he would just tell the bird to get lost, but in the later part of Chichi's pregnancy, it rarely left her side.
Hell, the only time he could get the thing away from his mate was when they were sleeping. "Where's Chichi?"
The bird's chirping became louder and Kakarot decided that it was best to follow, but they weren't headed toward the ship. Coco was pulling him into the city. Did someone take Chichi there and why? He growled as he sensed for her energy. He could feel it. He was still pretty far from it, but it was in agony. Rage filled him. Who was the bastard that dared to touch his Chichi?
He snarled as he flew in that direction. Whoever it was would pay. He could already imagine crushing the guilty party's throat with his own bare hands.
As he flew though the city, innocents moved to the side in terror as he passed. They wanted nothing of the wrath he had in store.
He was brought to a building and slammed himself though the closed off windows. He looked around in rage. "WHERE IS SHE?!" He didn't know when he had gone super saiyan and his rage was still rising.
The men and women around him looked completely confused and he was about to question if Chichi was here until he heard her scream.
"CHICHI!" He moved quickly throughout the hall to get to her. Nothing would stop him. Nothing could stop his rage. Nothing….
He froze. A new cry came from that room. One he had never heard before, but at the same time, it felt like he knew that cry his entire life.
"Congratulations, Ma'am, it's a boy!" A doctor said to his mate.
A boy…he had a son…she had given him a son. Kakarot's rage had melted from him completely as it turned to absolute joy. He was a father.
He started to move forward again, only now everything felt surreal. Even after he stood in the doorway and looked across the room. Chichi was laying there with a bundle of blankets in her arms. The child's tail was wrapped around his mother's arm. It was so small.
Chichi looked up at him. She looked worn out as he sat down on the side of the bed. "Do you want to see him?"'
Kakarot nodded but tensed when she made to pass him the boy. He was so small. What if he broke him?
"It's okay, Goku. He's a saiyan." Chichi smiled weakly. "Now hold your son."
She placed the bundle in his hands and Kakarot looked down. He had never seen anything so perfect in his life. The boy was looking back him and in a matter of seconds, he felt the baby's tail wrap around his arm. He was alert, but that was probably the saiyan in him. Kakarot felt proud. He could already see himself in his son.
Chichi smiled as she watched them. "He still needs a name."
"A name?" He said, not taking his eyes off of the baby.
Chichi laughed. "Well we can't just call him the baby can we?"
Kakarot began to think. He had never really thought about a name until now. "I don't know. Usually children back home are named after members of our family or people that we owe."
Chichi nodded. "I've thought of a few, but none of them sound right."
"What was your father's name?" He asked.
She shook her head. "I loved my father, but I'm not calling him Ox."
The baby cried at hearing that name. "I can't think of anyone in my family."
"What about your father?" Chichi asked.
Kakarot shook his head. "It's only after dead relatives, and I think it would be weird calling him Bardock."
The baby cried louder and he made to comfort his son, but nothing helped.
"Well, we got to think of something. Hmmm… What about Gohan?" Chichi said.
The crying stopped and they looked down at their son. "Gohan." Kakarot said the same, and the baby laughed. Kakarot smiled. The old man had lost his life against Piccolo. He was the first person that told him to be himself. "Gohan it is."
Chichi giggled into his arm. "I love you, Goku."
He looked down at her and kissed her forehead. "I love you too, Chichi."
The baby below them laughed and then the wall in front of them exploded. Chichi looked down at their child in terror as the baby played with an energy ball.
Kakarot only smirked. His son was strong. "It looks like we've got ourselves a little warrior."
Chichi sighed. "I guess he really is saiyan after all."
To Be Continued…
Author's Note
I still managed to fit Gohan in there. Lol. Now that Kakarot's on Yardrat, I don't think it will take them that long to get home.