Vegeta Muyo!

by Llwchwr

A year after the Buu saga the Z warriors continue life in peace until tragedy strikes, a family is shattered and hearts broken. One Saiyan excommunicates himself and lives as a hermit training day and night until one day a visitor crashes into his life.

128. Vegeta Muyo! Chapter 128

Chapter 128

The beachside property of Kame Island is too small to house the 3 adults, child and turtle that do reside there. To host the guests a flotilla of pontoons have been moored together, with some for grilling and barbecue areas, lounges, gazebos and even a few larger ones for sparring rings. Master Roshi has to chunter out one complaint though that with the kids here his hopes of debauchery and any exciting eroticism at this last night of Yamcha's bachelorhood are ruined. At this Krillin rebukes that the turtle hermit's collection of basic aerobics videos and, with annoyance, his wife's laundry are enough to almost do him in that Roshi is not the great virtuoso of smut and women he thinks himself as.

Hercule Satan helps finish setting things up with Buu as the main group of the guests teleport in and fishes Bee out of the water after having slipped off into the sea, and instead of going to the shore trying to climb up where he fell in. The young Labrador shakes itself and Satan fears even with the limited amount of alcohol here he might be doing this through the night with people more awkward to pick up than a dog. Buu has fun and gently throws Bee's tennis ball down the length of a string of pontoons. The dog chases it, jumps into the air to catch it, and then carries on off the edge into the water again. Turtle rises up out of the depths with Bee standing on his back and to allow the pet to jump back onto land and go to complete the fetch of the ball before turning its attention to new people and wagging its tail and running towards them.

She holds onto Tchaba's hands ready to act as a surrogate big sister to the girl and look after her since she knows some people here and Tchaba only really knows Yamcha and Puar. Someone having been recently playing with Scratch and Ryo-Ohki has a wet nose wiggling at the fun scent of other animals. A half muted woof behind the tennis ball stuck in his gob is the only warning Sasami gets. With all the grace and elegance that large dogs have – absolutely nil – Bee skids on the sand and knocks into the girl. Luckily the leg of her father is behind her to support her as she makes a sound of alarm. A sand covered and soggy ball rests at her feet as a sodden dog sniffs at her and jumps up at the Princess of Jurai leaving mucky paw prints and sand on her. Not too dissimilar in weight to the girl, Sasami requires her father behind her to stay standing as a tongue licks at her face and a tail brushes sand about the place.

Azusa reaches down and scratches Bee's chin which distracts the dog and controls its head so his daughter gets a moment to collect herself from the dog atop her. Large pets like this are not creatures that Juraians keep. Living hundreds of metres up in houses carved in trees, smaller arboreal creatures or birds are more akin to what a Juraian might keep as a companion compared to this sociable animal that needs a lot of ground to run around and and has limited control to stop itself falling. Bee drops down from Sasami and since there are new people here, he is excited, and he is being pet, he makes a show of it and rolls onto his back getting sand into his fur and expecting the fun to continue. Tchaba has a pet dog herself and so helps her new friend by occupying the dog with tummy rubs. Azusa jokes to Sasami that she is looking more like her mother now with mucky clothes.

On one of the floating sparring rings a flying vehicle touches down and out pour a dozen or so men who were old teammates of Yamcha during his baseball career and the groundsman who cared for their stadium. Everyone has arrived now. Though there is not much space for all to gather at once people are patient and form their own cliques waiting whilst they all congratulate Yamcha on achieving his life long dream and snagging himself a bride. The 2 young girls brought from Capsule Corporation meet the resident Marron and the pull of the ocean grips the princess since she knows her sister has got to go in the water before. Conspiring with Marron she goes to her father and Yosho and asks whether, since her clothes are dirty, she can borrow one of Marron's swimming costumes and play in the sea. He will not deny his daughter this chance and so the Emperor of Jurai agrees.

With the talk of marriage in the air, a scholarly Saiyan finds himself penned in by his father and Hercule Satan, an arm around him on either side, and they turn the question towards him and his own prospects of marriage. Together they tease about when Gohan and Videl will get hitched and the hulking Ox-King joins in taunting that he should not keep his old grandpa waiting. His back against the wall Gohan luckily has the truth on his side. Together he and Videl have been in a relationship for a few years now and it is not as if they have never discussed this. Though it is not as though either of them have bought a ring for the other – to his knowledge – Videl understands that Gohan is wanting them to have some time first to settle their lives as young adults first and let events pass and clear. Gohan is sheepish but answers he is just waiting for things to calm and then when the time is right that plunge can be taken. Hercule heartily pats Gohan on the back laughing merrily saying he already thinks of him as a son anyway so any talk about getting the father of the bride's blessing he will not hear as he already has it.

Following an inquisitive Buu wondering whether or not Turtle is edible or not, and despite it still being early afternoon, Satan suggests and begins some light grilling of foods to tide over both Buu and any Saiyans. Azusa and Utsutsumi relax on some sun loungers on the short expanse of beach around Kame Island so they can keep a watch on the children playing in the shoreline. Trunks deigns such frivolities as too childish for him. The Emperor of Jurai figures that this is a relaxed enough and informal environment that he could warrant removing his prosthetic limb when laying about however he has second thoughts about his wooden leg and Bee. Yosho's natural charisma has him blending in with the crowd well in stark contrast to Clay who has been lucky to find Gohan who works under Washu for someone he can talk to.

An older fellow – younger than Dr. Briefs but a fair few years above the squad of baseball players – makes his way off the rafts for some more solid ground. His shirt is ill-fitting and a size too large for him which in this heat gives it some needed ventilation. He sees the other older gentlemen of the upper echelons of Jurai, and Utsutsumi waves him over to the seat next to him so they can converse and see who this Earthling is. From the way these men are dressed he can tell they are not exactly locals but as they talk and introduce themselves this groundskeeper feels out of his depth. These people rule a galactic empire, a fair bit above his station within the baseball grounds. For Yamcha's wedding as a celebrity he was expecting high flying guests but not this calibre. Azusa will not hear of it, he is not here as acting Emperor he is here to have some fun away from all of it and tending to the ground and maintaining the land is not a dishonourable profession with how Jurai views the importance of nature and caring for the environment.

In control and with perfect plans all the way up to, and including, waking up tomorrow, the number one genius in the galaxy now has her whole troupe gathered. Light conversation is going on between these varied women. A fair few have gathered around Chichi due to her pregnancy. A contusion and welt on her forehead, Queen Vegeta is back on the ground and stands next to Washu to observe what is going on and her son is on assignment now so she shall not interrupt. Since Sen has some semblance of a debt towards Queen Vegeta for her healing of her leg she figures she can try and break that glacial amount of ice surrounding the woman who tried to attack someone here. Not more than a few sentences exchanged and Sen feels most unwelcome and shifts her talk instead to Washu.

Usually the heart of the party, Misaki is acting more subdued in part due to the ever present watchful eye of the Saiyan immediately behind her. She does however go over to her sister of Funaho and since Vegeta is always with her now she broaches the subject of this night to Funaho. Last night Funaho was not in their bed and this night Azusa shall be away from home, Misaki is not one for being alone though is not wanting to pressure Funaho into what will be an uncomfortable night of a Saiyan looming over them. Funaho agrees. She is not 100% OK with Vegeta being in her room whilst sleeping yet the priority is the mental health and happiness of Misaki, she can shoulder some of this burden with her.

Yume finds Videl and who she is and who Gohan is. Offers and bargains begin to be made to filch Washu's newest helper out from under the bride-to-be's nose. Videl is clear in that neither she nor Gohan are moving planets, they intend to live and stay on Earth, so with that Yume's offer can not begin to be contemplated. A disgruntled Yume goes to Zero to see what information the robot is free to pass up surrounding Dr. Clay and his works. The red robot discloses what it can in exchange for what it can learn from Yume, all the while standing far back from the Saiyan with a power level dangerous to its electronics.

A loud clearing of her throat gets most people's attention. Washu raises her hands since just milling around in the garden is not the be-all-end-all of this party. She points towards Vegeta's house and says that it is time for them all to have some pampering and luxury in her specialised alternate dimension bathroom. Robot attendants for the best spa treatments she recognises and knows of have been set up within. As soon as this is mentioned eyes turn towards one figure. An accusing finger is pointed as one maiden raises this issue. Ayeka asks how they are supposed to all relax in a bathing environment with a man present and watching them. Mihoshi agrees as being naked near a man who terrifies her is daunting. Not all share the sentiment, Ryoko for one is down for it, Queen Vegeta is perfectly fine with nudity and does not link it with anything sexual, and Mugi loudly proclaims that since it is a hen-party she is fine with getting to see some skin from a man so he is welcome to enjoy it too. Queen Vegeta looks to this human wondering if it is praise of her son's Saiyan physique or some pathetic attempt from a lower lifeform to cavort with Saiyan royalty.

The top Vegeta is wearing is lifted over his head by Ryoko. His abused body and lattice-work of scars is fully revealed. Ryoko firmly pats one of Vegeta's pecs and states that this body is hers to enjoy. Mugi's thoughts on Vegeta acting as eye-candy are revoked, it is hard to find the musculature attractive when she is more worried what has happened to cause that to someone when his mother also sports large burn marks. Lady Seto jokes with a curt laugh that it shall take far more than some spa treatment to improve the condition of the multitude of blemishes to his hide. Worry hits the other Saiyan. Queen Vegeta tugs at Washu's arm in a painful way and urgently questions about her own scarification and what the spa shall do to her well earned rewards of battle.

"It will be tailored to each individual and their own choices. You can keep your scars if you wish, if others want blemishes removed then it can be done – save for Misaki's arm. Even Zero and Ryo-Ohki and Scratch are taken into account in terms of being able to participate and enjoy it equally to the rest of us." Washu reassures Queen Vegeta so she will not have her arm dislocated.

"My daughter's point still stands. Even if Lord Vegeta were only to face towards myself … he is not my husband." Misaki echoes Ayeka's complaint so as not to get sidetracked by talk of the scars of Saiyans.

"I also have artificial attendants within there with optical sensors to carry out their duties. Vegeta has already seen yourself in the nude on more than one occasion, he might be male but during the time you 4 were within Kagato's trap did you notice either male Saiyan's genitalia react or become tumescent? You can wear a towel, Missy, and he can face you and outwards from the rest. He is not a threat to any woman here – except his mother who wants him to be a threat to her, in a violent and wholly unsexual manner. Now moving further from Ayeka's narrow minded viewpoint, is anyone here not comfortable with women viewing them as there are of course people here not strictly attracted to those that should be at the stag-do?"

"She's talking about me and Missy, Vegey, I get to join you as a 'threat' to these broads." Ryoko chuckles to herself. She knows that there are more that are not strictly heterosexual, Washu herself as one along with the insinuation of Funaho. Vegeta's eyes do not get distracted from his target.

"What? Miss Ryoko, why was I included just then?" Confused, Misaki does not want to be classified as a 'threat' anymore so than her arm of black energy forces herself to be.

"You're the one here married to a woman. Asking Funaho to sleep with you tonight 'n' all."

Misaki goes on to try and explain how they are both married to Azusa and not to either and the major importance this factor has in how Juraian socio-politics is structured. All Ryoko knows is someone here sleeps in beds with women frequently and Misaki is a very affectionate woman. Those not acquainted with Juraian polygamy are confused by the conversation and Queen Vegeta outright finds talk of any none-heteronormative views as distasteful.

"You are the centre of attention here already, dear Washu, even if your thunder might be stolen by Chichi's blessed state this small prank of yours has run its course. There are screens for modesty set up, are there not? This is a none-issue for a problem you have both created and solved. With only the royal body guard of Lord Vegeta over my daughter being something that you cannot intervene in, we are safe to go in with peace of mind." Before her daughter gets dragged into anymore discussions over her sexuality or marriage, from behind Washu the tall form of Lady Seto announces herself and brings an end to this rather crass talk of nudity.

Sighs of relief come from many from the glad tidings of Seto that there is no need for all to engage in uncomfortable levels of skinship upon their first meeting. Washu nods matter-of-factly, as if this point were obvious to all and that she is innocent of trying to lead people on. No other words are said before Yume is already walking off into the wooden home to see where this promised bathroom is for she has previously enjoyed treats like these and will do so again. Ayeka tries to point out that mere screens are not sufficient when evil ne'er-do-wells like Ryoko exist who can flaunt their existence by phasing through them. The betrothed genius reasons that as Ryoko is a guest here she will have as much liberty as the rest, so unless she were to be painfully restrained by bindings of harsh energy there is no stopping her teleportation to also overcome most forms of basic security. Be that as it may anyone with simple skills in locomotion can walk around the screens making Ayeka able to beat the screens just as well so that is that.

The grill is going and a cooler of beers are out for those who wish to partake. Men laugh and chat and on some of the floats for lounges films are playing for those who want to watch. The rafts for sparring on are not vacant. Trunks wants to prove his and his family's bloodline and superiority in the Super Saiyan 2 transformation over Gohan whilst Krillin and Tien tease Yamcha he has a bit of a way to go before getting back into true fighting shape. The swordsmen of Jurai test their blades as Yosho is always interested in what Yakage can manufacture although on the flip-side Yakage is the one impressed by how Yosho can wield them. Even some of the baseball players have given things a go with Hercule Satan and Goku acting as coaches to introduce these sportsmen into the world of martial arts.

Roshi cleans his sunglasses as he relaxes next to men from Jurai far older than he but faring better for it. A planet where the norm is for a man to have 2 wives sounds ideal to him, where all are long lived and take care of their health and the well-being of nature, he is most intrigued in a visit. He has to ask Azusa how it is like having 2 lovely wives. Azusa can compare the differences between when it was just he and Funaho to now with his full family and 3 children. Those answers are not exactly what the perverted old man are after.

"There is no great secret behind Jurai's polygamy. To many species it might seem male dominated – patriarchal – or maybe even a land of lust for what they assume this planet of harem havers to hold. Simple biology is all it is. Their culture is formed by basic biologic demographics, not some want for women." Doctor Clay inserts himself into the conversation for his knowledge can be of aid here to the fellow bearded old man. "Unlike most other sapient species Jurai does not have a near equal split between its genders. Males are in a far less plentiful supply, the ratio obviously tending towards what is seen by their average relationship – 1 man to 2 women. No other secret exists to this except blatant necessity that the men have to be shared or there are not enough. Not to say that in modern times with equal rights any are forced into this. A woman of Jurai is just as capable of having herself 2 husbands. The legality of it being only 1 partner in the marriage being able to hold a marriage to 2 others as politics is complex enough without having daisy chains of prestigious families and relationships tending off asymptotically. I would curb your delusions however, whatever lust is driving you take heed of the number of children Juraians have in regards to their enhanced age."

"Oh phooey, 2 babes is 2 babes. I ain't been rockin' this shell on my back to not impress some chicks. Jurai don't got enough men, Master Roshi has helped save this planet, I'm sure he can find it in his time to save another." He cackles through his few remaining teeth.

"You would be quite the novel man upon our planet. Among Juraians myself and my wife Seto rank the eldest following our war with the Planet Trade Organisation. Unless you've done anything like Lord Vegeta did, you could always try and enter our grand tournament and see if you can gain an intergalactic fanbase." Utsutsumi comments.

The Turtle Hermit falls silent for a moment. He lowers his sunglasses and rubs at the bridge of his nose. Roshi does not have a clean sheet in regards to tournaments.

"... Ah y'see, … right. He mighta blew up some people and the stadium bein' evil and that nonsense. But, d'ya reckon that's worse than me blowing up the moon during my match with Goku when he was a kid and went full on monkey mode against me? Only way to stop his transformation without killing the poor boy, we wished it back once, then it went boom again and believe that was Piccolo with Gohan transforming. Monthly full moons on this planet, lucky we lasted this long."

"That's a rather extreme response. A simple sporting match and you risk raining chunks of rock upon your own planet? I am led to believe just striking the tail would have sufficed." Clay scoffs at this reckless act.

"Good lot of luck it is yer here to tell me that 30 years after. And my Kamehameha ain't some lousy technique to leave debris.-" Roshi gets distracted and excuses himself to go out to the shoreline to look for Marron who has left his field of view. Buu has taken to joining in with the swimming kids and the Turtle Hermit is protective of his pseudo-granddaughter. He settles seeing her splashing behind one of the pontoons concealing her.

Pampering complete after a few hours of as close to heavenly luxury as Washu can create, the women emerge bit by bit from Vegeta's cabin so as not to overcrowd its doors and halls. With 2 Saiyans being here to host, the time constraint has been hit and there is a dire need within this hen-night to meet. To keep Queen Vegeta well behaved the Saiyans have to be fed. No-one can notice but deep within her laboratory the kitchens there have their fires roar into action and its automated staff boot up to start dishing up an industrial quantity of food. The party heads indoors into the large lounge of Capsule Corp with plenty of seats and sofas for all and best of all a fully stocked bar. Washu is not going to intrude upon that however, those bottles are under lock and key and are Dr. Briefs' collection, her own alcoholic beverages are within several capsulised coolers ready to pop out.

3 guests and a cabbit abstain from the drinks. Chichi is recently pregnant, Zero has no need to drink and even less need to indulge in alcohol, and Misaki is not trusting of what a drunken state could mean for the Counteractor. At the moment Ayeka is also staying teetotal with both her mothers' and grandmother's eyes on her since she has a reputation now after her last drunken night. Many vast array of drinks are supplied for the similarly varied species gathered here. Some safe for others are hazardous to some. Some that Ryoko sees have impossibly high alcoholic contents listed as above 100%. Though it is not strictly containing the standard alcohol ingredients Washu assures that it does the same job and to a far stronger degree. On the opposite end of the spectrum there is a cooler for Saiyans to drink from and Queen Vegeta looks over it and sniffs at it. For Saiyans traditionally the amount of alcohol in their brewed drinks is low - rarely exceeding that of a moderate wine even in their stiffer drinks – and the calorific content is staggeringly enormous making it hazardous in other ways to humans and Juraians and Tuffle alike.

Queen Vegeta pulls the cooler over towards her son for him to test the safety of the drinks for her royal self. Without batting an eye her son informs her that he has never once touched alcohol and that fact shall remain. She scoffs at this. She has had alcohol in her life, not often and not for very long given her youth and how much of her short adult life was taken up by 2 pregnancies. The can is opened, she swigs it. The taste is sweet and mead-like. She insults him for being scared of a simple drink. A second Prince Vegeta enters the room and reforms with his guarding self since training has exhausted him and there is the promise of a meal now. Prince Vegeta reminds his mother that unlike her he is being productive now in raising his strength whilst in the background Sen comments that she has seen Yamcha make two of him before whilst Mugi and Kombu are new to this technique.

Sure as watching an enemy's aura grow as they power up before him Vegeta watches sip by sip of alcohol get consumed and the impending lack of sobriety is a harrowing night he shall have to endure. People are only casually drinking at the moment amidst conversation as time is passed. No more than several minutes in and most are still on their first drink – bar outliers like Ryoko and Yume – as the red robot Zero looks to the one enjoying sake as she floats in the air and decides to assume that form again.

Growls and hisses come from Ryoko's throat seeing her doppelgänger appear again. The second Ryoko gets some sake to enjoy drinking with a smile and looks over towards Vegeta with a flutter of her eyelids. When Ryoko claimed Vegeta as her own she did not mean for any that decided to steal her identity. Meows of confusion come from Ryo-Ohki. Before any bloodshed can come to pass and as the duplicate Ryoko gulps to finish a bottle quickly Washu's dextrous fingers have flicked up the black dress, pulled down this Ryoko's underwear and with a smack of the back of two of her fingers exposes the logo of Dr. Clay clear for all to see upon a lower butt-cheek of Zero.

"It's easy to decipher. Zero cannot hide her origins. Let her have her fun and enjoy this party too, and maybe you can work on getting your own man in a way so that he might have ever figured this one out by himself." Washu lectures and hoists up this Ryoko's underwear before the simulated anger of a Ryoko bears down on her. Zero asks if Vegeta enjoyed the show. Yume pips in that she puts her insignias internally, and Queen Vegeta snarls out she has seen enough of the logos of trumped up and dangerous scientists paraded about the battlefield.

"The robot can have her fun when she stops stealing my moves to flirt with my man by showing him my ass. Is my beauty that hard to pass up even for some bot?" Not attacking Zero does not mean that Ryoko can not loudly vouch for Zero to not assume her form.

"Hmm? Talking to moi? Ask your damn self if you think you're the most attractive woman in the room and that's how I'll answer when like this. I wanna have fun. You were havin' a ball, your mindset isn't taxing for me to copy and that means I get the added bonus of becoming someone with the Vegey they love here to play with." Zero answers with her speech patterns perfectly impersonating that of the persona she has adopted. She grins. The stolen emotions and memories of this romance and Vegeta are interesting to her and Ryoko lies upon the cusp of what power she can duplicate before her body falters. She makes a kissing noise and calls the cabbit over to her to pet. "Our good pal prissy princess is a hard no go anyway. Don't wanna get me and Clay locked up as impersonating a member of royalty ain't looked on too kindly."

As aggravating as this all shall become with multiple Ryokos, the Saiyan Prince feels an odd comfort at this karma of Ryoko finally learning what it is like to have to deal or reason with herself in any sense. He has always prepared himself mentally to the pirate attempting to use her own multi-form to pester him. His eyes remain on Misaki. His stomach growls. His mother's stomach growls in response. A louder growl comes from the expecting belly of Chichi who also has to eat for a Saiyan. Vegeta wants food more-so than any care to what antics Zero is up to, and he gives it even odds that the narcissist that is Ryoko will find some enjoyment out of another of herself. Queen Vegeta states that within 5 minutes she shall be eating whether food is provided or she decides what/who to eat if not.

Platters upon trays upon platters are wheeled out by Washu's mechanised army of kitchen staff and Mihoshi helps with moving a few tables about to match the seating arrangement. Washu uses dinner to her advantage to gain some peace from the rival Saiyan and points outside and tells Queen Vegeta that her dish is too large and extravagant to fit in here. The hungry monarch jogs out back into the garden. She salivates and bares her teeth with joy as she descends upon a roast cow on a spit. The animal is larger than her and that fact does not deter her. It is meat and she shall eat it. This will occupy her for some time. Her son walks out having left a multi-form to guard Misaki and yanks a leg off the cooked beast before returning inside. Next to Chichi's plate he sets it down.

"Even not growing in anything apart from my power I would struggle to get through a day where I don't train with less than 20,000kcal. Eat." Vegeta never provided for his wife during her pregnancy and so to make up for it he offers a portion of the food designated for Saiyans to the new Saiyan blood conceived from the power of a Super Saiyan 3.

"I know how much you idiots can eat. Yes it's nice you're offering me this but think about it, I'm human. I'm normal. I can't eat all that without being violently ill." Eating for a Saiyan has not increased her stomach's capacity, more-so the case will be the inverse as Chibusa grows. Chichi does need to consume energy for a growing Saiyan but large gluttonous meals will harm her, she has been pregnant before and carried fine with her strategy being constant snacking of little morsels.

"Washu, any indication to the size of this new blood?" Vegeta asks.

"Hmm? Are you sensing that already or just curious? Not able to accurately predict all dietary changes and external stimuli that might influence how she grows, Chibusa will be a dangerously sized baby for her mother and be more similar to Nappa in size than you or your mother. 8 feet maybe, with regular Saiyan physique in muscle mass definitely pushing half a tonne in weight when fully grown. She might eat more than her father and brothers combined. C-section at maybe 5-6 months time and incubation after would be safest for Chichi and the child … though I might need Gohan's help in testing the incubation pods as the tempered glass will shatter if Chibusa kicks."

The other mothers in the room remark at the massive expected size for Chichi's daughter. Vegeta tells Chichi that feeding Nappa took well over triple what he ate when rationing food. The warning means nothing for Chichi as there is nothing she can do about any of this, she can eat what her body will allow and she is not going to deprive her child of food. She reprimands Vegeta that giving her food will not buy her forgiveness for what his mother did to her house. Vegeta's main form then leaves to feast for himself before his mother eats all the best cuts of meat first.

Fresh beers are opened as vats of curries are opened for their heavy aroma to fill the air and their accompanying platters revealed. These large pots of food will keep their heat for a good while and is more than enough for the women gathered. Breads, dips, skewered meats, sautéed vegetables, rice, grilled fish and samosas are arrayed enticingly about as the guests dish their own plates in a buffet style. Labels are large and multi-lingual to prevent any mistakes. Ryo-Ohki has herself a lovely plate of steamed carrots to munch on.

This is hearty affair, but Washu likes it so it is what she shall eat and vegetarian options are there for the Juraians who do not often consume much meat in their diet. Ryoko is smiling ear to ear as she munches on the spicy foods atop a Naan and purposefully makes a bit of a mess allowing some sauce to get on her cheek. Now she has a visual difference between her and Zero without people having to undress them. Empty cans have to be removed from Yume's side as they pile up and the diminutive drinker is none the worse for wear.

Eating is steady whilst talk continues. There is no rush to be had. Queen Vegeta re-enters with her son leaving a stripped carcass and she slurps up some marrow from a cracked femur and immediately discards the bone as she sees more food to gorge herself with. Seto slides her way into the odd conversation here and there to put feelers out amongst the guests she does not know when not being by her daughter's side. Another way to distinguish Ryoko from Zero is noticed by the robot hovering carefully back from any high ki level. Chichi finds herself getting along well with the hard working and career driven Kiyone. Kombu does get a phone call on the landline from Tchaba and hears her having fun with other kids. Yume tries to see if Ayeka will work as a Juraian she can gain favour from.

Meanwhile, with herself satisfied from the meal and the last dregs of what was a small bottle of whiskey downed, Ryoko flies through a couple of walls to go to the bathroom. Cackles and guffaws come back as she returns with a small box in one hand and her curry stain cleaned. She waves it about as if some incriminating evidence in front of Vegeta's face before slamming it down on one of the less crowded tables. The second Ryoko joins her in laughter and together they reach for a new drink. Ryoko teasingly dances in the air and points at Vegeta saying that she has found his condoms. The packet of contraceptives is already open and she is unbearably smug about this find.

"My marital room has an en-suite. That was not where you went, so you would not have found what belongs to myself." He refutes her claim for he and Bulma have no need to store their toiletries in a communal guest bathroom.

"But you don't sleep there now. You don't use that bathroom now. This is for men, that's you lover boy." Ryoko wants to continue her fun poking fun at Vegeta, circling about him in the air.

"Suppose they are mine. What then? If they are, that means you are not the woman I used them for." The Saiyan shuts her down. To continue to claim they are his will not end in her favour and she sullenly pouts at him worming out of this.

The space pirate does not want to tease Vegeta now since he is playing like that. She looks back to the box. More fun can be had. Ayeka is warily looking at this box as she does not know what it is or what this fuss is about apart from the given context and insinuations. She half expects Ryoko to target her immediately if Vegeta mentions other women besides herself, instead Ryoko waves a hand at Mihoshi. The ditzy cop is quick to stammer out her alibi that she does not even know where the bathroom is in this building and that she has no current boyfriend. Ryoko shakes her head and waves some more for Mihoshi to stand up. Her friend does and Ryoko latches an arm about her shoulder for now she has a partner in this and a detective to aid her on this case.

First port of call is the woman who lives here; Mrs Briefs has age on her side for shortly after Bulma her husband had a vasectomy and she herself is a little too old to worry about having children. The face of the Saiyan Queen furrows in confusion for she is not familiar with the term said, and so Washu reads that and quickly explains the procedure. With Saiyans always being a diminishing population that was never a choice, Queen Vegeta understands it and classifies it as something for lesser races to concern themselves with. Ryoko takes Mihoshi's hand and has her point next to Tights Briefs. The author raises an eyebrow back at this accusation and says she does not live here anymore.

"Why for male contraceptives are we asking women? Isn't it easier to think what man used them? If it isn't Vegeta or Dr. Briefs then I think the only guy who comes here frequently would be Yamcha. Right?" Mihoshi hesitantly discerns and asks the fairly drunk Ryoko leaning on her.

Washu coughs on her drink at that. She might be the one getting married to Yamcha and currently in a physical relationship with him however all of that is separate from this building. Anything found inside here is from before she landed on Earth. Mugi gives a sideways looks to Kombu. Kombu looks in thought and then lets out a long exhale and reaches towards the box. Ryoko waits with anticipation and is prematurely congratulating Mihoshi on cracking the case when Kombu reads aloud the expiration date which is a good fair few years from now which would indicate them being purchased more recently than the last time she was in a relationship with Yamcha. These are a fresh purchase, and so Kombu is not the guilty party. Mrs. Briefs confirms that Yamcha has not been here with anyone for a while and Vegeta nods in agreement. The attention of Ryoko fixes onto Vegeta's nod and questions him on what he knows. All he alludes to is he knows, and if she were not drunk she would too.

In quick succession the impossible candidates are ruled out. Chichi is pregnant and not a user of condoms due to a latex allergy, Zero is not biological, Ryo-Ohki has not found any nice boy cabbits, Sen has never been here before and Queen Vegeta is not in her mating period. Ryoko ponders on the people left. She looks at Washu's friend as she does not know about her or her love life – even given her having no time-frame to be a culprit here. Yume remarks haughtily that she is well above such primitive 'sheaths'.

"Yeah, as if you have ever pulled someone to have use for it." Washu quips at Yume's expense and the arrogance of Yume is silenced.

Jurai becomes the main suspect now and Ryoko's face lights up in impish glee. She picks out a packet and flicks it at Ayeka who is not making any motion to catch or touch it. Tights is kind enough to pick up the wrapper from the princess and place it back on a nearest table. The pointing finger of Ryoko wavers as she can see the defence of Misaki being Trunks having been watching all night, and Funaho being in a separate room to her husband. She trails onto Seto. The green haired elder looks at Ryoko's pointing finger and watches it stay on her as Ryoko smirks in satisfaction, waiting for the question. The pirate is crude in her taunting and Seto is nonplussed.

"My marital actions with my husband are strictly private. Protection from venereal diseases is not a concern at this point into our lengthy and monogamous marriage. You would do well to acknowledge my status from age and stem your drinking if this is not apparent to yourself. Like with Dr. Washu Hakubi my body has lived well past what evolution originally intended. All my remaining ova are externally stored and frozen, safe and back on Jurai."

Finite ovum and thousands of years do not match up for her to have remained fertile for this long, she leaves unsaid at what age she had the procedure for both Funaho's sake and for her own daughter - who is fully in the know about the circumstances of her own birth. Seto keeps her glacial stare on Ryoko who quickly drops this from the figurehead of Juraian intrigue.

At the end of a sofa, silent and unassuming, one woman from Jurai does her damnedest to not bring attention to herself. Process of elimination is not so kind. Funaho is not looking best impressed. Her actions to keep her son in line failed. For over a year Yosho kept his activities with Haruna known to none, and so for one more night it was not beyond him and her to enlist that secrecy again. Haruna starts to blush as the line of inquiry finds its mark. She does not meet their eyes as she comments in a failed segue about the remarkable flora on Earth. Ayeka's opinion of her brother worsens. The Zero version of Ryoko goads that she did not give the money of the Saiyan Prince to Juraians for them to spend on these. Chichi asks whether all this is necessary and if this can stop now, whilst the true Ryoko looks between Ayeka and Haruna and slowly pieces click within her tipsy mind.

"Pre. Marital. Sex. I smell double standards. Little girl Ayeka is ride or die on keeping her v-card. No-one here making a fuss about this new princess girl Yosho got himself not doing that?" The hypocrisy of Jurai and its seedy underbelly is what Ryoko lives to uncover and poke.

"Oh, are the weaklings before me actually subservient to the pathetic tree-hugging males? You let yourself and your behaviour be dictated to by the males of your race instead of cracking their sternums and ripping their necks." A cultural boundary has Queen Vegeta grasp not the wrong end of the stick but a different stick entirely. Premarital is a word meaningless to her coming from a species without matrimony. What she hears from Ryoko is that it is expected of the women of Jurai to be chaste but that same predilection is not passed onto the males.

Saiyan society was solely based on an individual and their own merit within combat. The classism of elite and lower classes born from the inherited strength of the warrior, which could be overcome, and had no care for gender. The sole expectation that differed between genders came from biology; the carrying and nursing of a child. If a Saiyan woman bettered a man in combat she took his place in the meritocratic hierarchy and vice versa. The head of the family was the strongest, the head of the species was the strongest. Opposite gender equivalents of the stations earnt existed such as Queen Vegeta and King Vegeta, however being the strongest female is not the title Pranis worked for as she only wanted to become the strongest bar none. This doubled the amount of upper-class positions and allowed for a halving of the competition for said position and less death – prolonging the decline of their population as much as possible.

Queen Vegeta has smashed enough Saiyan skulls and warded away would-be suitors to be familiar with taking down males who mistakenly thought themselves equal or superior to her. She does not understand how any other females would enable themselves to hold lower station to others of the same species willingly. Haruna is confused by this Saiyan's words. Randomly bringing up sexism which was not being discussed, she is unsure if this ruthless royal is for some reason taking the heat off of her and drawing attention away from what she was doing last night with her fiance.

"Queen Vegeta, I appreciate the sentiment and your being an ally to feminism. Yet, I must digress that there is a misunderstanding here, both for yourself and Ms. Ryoko. Traditional views are for chastity before marriage, and those views are more rigorously followed in the aristocracy where pedigree and family name and bloodline are of import. Chastity for the men to be expected has always been of a lesser priority due in fact to the ratio of men to women in our society and the equal expectation of a man to have 2 wives – which he cannot be chaste for both. With our long lives as well … rules bend. Prince Yosho is older than my daughter. As time goes on and centuries pass, certain dalliances and discretions are easier to overlook when within moderation. He and Ms. Haruna are engaged and there exist few from Jurai in this room who would be willing to cast insult at her choices without fearing some similar insults towards their own all those long years ago." Lady Seto waves off this thought that men rule the roost within Jurai. With her in her seat of power, her daughter an Empress, another Empress as head of Intelligence, 2 princesses to 1 prince and the overwhelming population majority being women there is little chance for the male Juraians to outstrip the power the females hold. The matriarch of Jurai turns her attention to both Ryoko and Prince Vegeta. There is a defensive coldness to her eyes. "My granddaughter, Ms. Ryoko, is a different case. Her personal views and sensibilities are her own to uphold at her own wish. If she were 50, or 350 what she believes to be right or where lines can be blurred could shift. That is her own personal right. Be that as it may, Princess Ayeka only came of age this year. But a few months separate her from being underage in our society. Her reticence to lose her innocence is no failing or hypocrisy of Jurai. What unfair pressures you try to place upon her reflect poorly upon yourself."

Despite Ayeka's fight for independence and want to not have her parents view her as a child her youth is apparent. When in comparison to the vast years her parents have lived and how many blessed years she has to look forward to she is dangerously young as an adult princess. Her choices for vigilantly protecting her identity as a maiden stem from both her station and equally her age. Ayeka fears to be viewed as a rash and unthinking woman rushing into all manner of things she should not. For someone her age and in her position to be promiscuous would be a great scandal – though most would worry for the male partner being a Saiyan above all else – whereas Haruna is older than Ayeka and her upbringing as a woman from the lower classes brings an entirely different viewpoint to how she should act when in love.

Prince Vegeta retains his silence. He hears what Seto is directing his way. He waited into his 30's to share a night with a woman, he has gone without for over 2 years now and he is not pushing a carnal want of his for either woman to fulfil. Being the nexus for the issues Ayeka face he remains however. His existence is what brings the arguments of Ryoko to the forefront to whittle away at Ayeka. That is not to say he is entirely innocent. His mother is ignoring this. Waiting for sex when her people needed more soldiers being born was not a luxury she was allowed. It in the end killed her. She can only equate pre-marital affairs to be like how the current male Saiyans engage in sexual activities outside of the mating season.

An ally of Haruna goes to make a diversion. Kombu has heard enough to put pieces together and what reputation she holds here does not matter to her. She can shut Ryoko's harassment down. Her freckled face looks up to Vegeta as she drums her fingers on the box of condoms on the table.

"So, 'Prince' is it, what I've heard today is Yamcha is well off the table, but, you don't sound to be …" The die is cast. Ryoko has revealed too much. Kombu makes her play.

Golden eyes are on her like a hawk – from both Ryokos – and shortly after the red of Ayeka's more warily view her as she still holds her clarity of mind. Zero however dislikes this. It removes its disguise of Ryoko and ditches that persona from its databanks. That became unpleasant. Those emotions it does not want. Ryoko floats above the table looking down at this woman trying to put her hat in this ring and not seeing the ploy for what it is.

"Gold on my ear, that means he proposed to me. Off the table. Back down bitch." The pirate does not mince her words. Ayeka is bad enough, then her grandmother Seto stirred up trouble, Ryoko is not letting some absolute randomer think she can flirt with Vegeta.

"But, you're not sleeping with him. No-one is. And I've had a lonely year so far."

Having eaten and recuperated Vegeta finds it time to split a multi-form from himself to go back to training. He walks towards the sofa Kombu is on and reaches out to grab the forming sword in Ryoko's hand and crushes it. During this distraction Haruna drains her glass and wants things to move along quickly. So many times she has met with Yosho and now she experiences the embarrassing guilt of being caught. By her side a woman stands. Funaho is in a different mind towards this. She holds a hand down to Haruna for her to stand up as well and helps her up before escorting her out of the room.

Out in the corridor Haruna's nerves grow as the Empress of Jurai keeps a hold of her hand. In her other hand Funaho pulls out a communicator from inside her robe and quick dials her son. On the communicator's screen a shirtless Yosho appears in the throng of a group of men from the baseball team he has been playfully wrestling with. He greets his mother and a few beside him comment how young his mother looks. Yosho sees the plea and also accusation in Haruna's eyes and so breaks away from the group. The mother of this trouble-maker tells Haruna she has 2 minutes alone before she gets to ask her questions, handing her the communicator, and then walks further along the corridor. Yosho is in trouble for his carelessness in where the contraceptives were left and at the end of it all he gets a good mocking from the lads at the stag-do for the earful he got from his mum.

Ryoko growls out her trump card against any and all of Vegeta's suitors: his body count. Nothing can prepare Kombu for that as the multi-form of Vegeta passes by her without a word. None here argue against this vast number. Kombu retreats back slowly. Mugi cannot help but exclaim in alarm concerning this number and remembering her surroundings looks to his in-laws who show no shock or surprise – telling that his late wife was also aware of this. From a quick search on her own holo-top Yume notices that there is only a statistically negligible difference between his official criminal record from a decade ago to what he is quoted at now. All she can surmise and express to the others is that she guesses that Vegeta is no longer employed in that kind of work. Mugi asks back what work that would be.

"Demolition and pest control." The Saiyan voices from behind Misaki.

"Pests? I find your choice of words gravely insulting considering how the fallen civilians of Jurai are being referred to. Is that how you view mys– us from Jurai?" Ayeka curtly calls back.

"Was for my employer. My mother might have fought 10 years for 1 planet, my job was to either sunder a world or get rid of the pesky natives so Frieza can sell it on, towards the end less than a week is all it took."

"If you've read my books then just make the main character about 10x more evil and twice as mean and yeah that's the inspiration for it, my brother. Bulma saw to it though that he mostly is alright. Only kills the bad guys now or tries to. He never even raised a fist against Bulma, can't say the same for her though as he is a stressful individual." Tights continues, if her novels can provide some backdrop so they do not have to go through a history lesson of war crimes then that should move things along nicely.

"But he's a killer …" Mugi continues. Breezing past this seems wrong.

"Yep, he is, as is his mother, but my party so it's not a concern. Happy fun times here, I have to deal with them enough normally I don't care to now. Doesn't do much to make a song and dance of it, just feeds their unhealthy egos. In simple terms all here have killed. Microbes, bacteria, small multi-cellular organisms … plants, algae, fungi … simplistic virtual intelligences … insects, small animals, large animals, hive minds, artificial intelligences, sapient beings. Most here draw the line somewhere. Saiyans are bad at drawing lines." The bride-to-be halts this. Ethics of what is right or not to kill is not fun talk for a party and Saiyans make the choice pure black and white where if you hold the might to kill you hold the right to kill.

"I would disagree and say we draw the line at the only acceptable position. And, if that were some subtle dig towards Saiyan artwork then that would always be subpar as only the low-class tried that profession. Is this another thing the almighty Washu believes herself to be superior to the master warrior race?" Finally there is some talk of interest for Queen Vegeta as she stands up for her culture as it is eternally lambasted for its view on death that was never tainted by religion or a moral compass.

"About 13,787 years prior to your original home world's destruction was when I personally believe I reached my artistic zenith. The energy, the people, the changing styling of the time and who I was back then is not something I could ever replicate. Your son has gone to art museums, could you appreciate my works if you saw them?"

"Maybe I might be able to grasp at whatever flailings on a canvas you managed. What was that date you gave? The great Queen Vegeta believes that you reference our exodus from a planet of 10G from the threat of a Super Saiyan. Would Washu know of any other race here that managed to evacuate their extreme gravity planet from the danger of Saiyan power?" The taunts of her people being simple, animalistic and unintelligent cannot beat back the fact that the Saiyan species managed a technological marvel against a much higher power than Oozaru whereas the hailed geniuses of Tuffle failed. Sparks have ignited and she is ready to go and have fun competing against Washu.

The pink haired scientist elicits her own amusement in this by simply smiling and not responding to Queen Vegeta and denying her the verbal clash. Her tail flicks about and knocks against a wall with a thud before she turns to go near her stoic son. Kombu looks to Washu and not wanting to harp on still has to voice her concern over being near someone who can destroy planets. Her emerald eyes blink and Washu questions back if Yamcha told any of his guests that he has held that power for over a decade. Kombu silently shakes her head with fires of anger lighting in her eyes at having been lied to. Sen says that he was always 'boastfully humble' about his power and never answered straight when questioned on it – most likely to stop his dates worrying about what a great threat he and other warriors are.

Drinking is not a solution to any problem at this party yet it remains the one that Washu offers up. The night continues on with those heady topics being avoided and the Vegetas equally being avoided. Drunkenness levels rise. Volume of speech gets louder as words slur. The mood of the Saiyans decreases at being in a social setting and not one they can easily partake in. Games begin to be played between cliques of the women. Simple drinking games, a few card games and on each of the 3 separate televisions in this room a different film is being played from classic Tuffle cinema.

Queen Vegeta grumbles under her breath the atrocious and stuttering frame rate of the monitors is enough to make her head ache from trying to view what Earth classes as a suitable frame rate. As Ayeka avoids a rom-com movie being played for what she deems 'risque' behaviour being broadcast – a passionate kiss – and goes for another bottle, Queen Vegeta watches with confusion a horror movie.

If the killer is being practical in his killings he is more inept than even Tarble would have been, if he is being sadistic then his process leaves much to be desired and improved upon. She questions her son about his take on this. Vegeta agrees, even if that killer is targetting the weak and defenceless masses to be that sloppy and unknowledgable in how to drain the most amusement from each kill is shameful beyond measure. Sen – who enjoys horror films – gets them to turn their discussion on its head to think on what the survivors would do and so she does not have to be reminded of their proclivities as they talk on the finer points of butchery. Instead, Ryoko barrels in twirling through the air with her karaoke machine and commandeers the screen for the horror movie which few complain about with how the Saiyans soiled that fun.

Loud and raucous singing is had by most. Two mothers are becoming less settled by their surroundings as the night devolves around them. Neither Chichi nor Misaki have touched a drop of alcohol and being amongst the throes of fairly to substantially drunk party-goers they do what they can to be the responsible parties to look after the more inebriated. Misaki also has to watch as her warnings go more and more unheeded by her increasingly intoxicated daughter, Ayeka having tipped over the edge enough that Ryoko can easily rile her into challenging her drinking. Seto and Mrs. Briefs are moderate in their drinking, knowing how to pace themselves well and not wanting to overindulge. A sneeze goes off and Launch's careful drinking goes out the window by her haphazard alter-ego. Queen Vegeta accepts Karaoke as a physical challenge of vocal control and lung capacity and she does not have an artistic bone in her body concerning singing. She has energy and effort yet little tact for capturing a song in more than just noise.

Prince Vegeta has to resort to a second multi-form. One with substantial power to watch over Misaki and now a second handily stronger than his mother for the guests to pester so as to not interfere with his guarding self. He makes his own scapegoat and Ryoko is not going to let what she deems her own personal Vegeta copy off the hook without enjoying it. This shirtless Saiyan becomes her preferred perch much to the chagrin of a plastered princess. Their arguing gets Yume into a betting mood against Washu and with the natural progression of the mood Mihoshi exclaims that she wants to play Truth or Dare. A handful of capsules spills out from Washu's pocket onto the table as she finishes savouring a whiskey she had brewed herself and sets out clear rules of no cruel or hurtful commands and the ability to veto onto a truth if the dare is still too much – not being able to risk much with Queen Vegeta of all people a potential player.

"Me, I go! Me! Imma asking Washu for a Truth." Ryoko is in and keen to play. She points roughly towards the scientist and has a little chuckle to herself at her upcoming mischief. "When'd'ya get that weird kiddy kink you paedophile-phile?"

Washu regrets it all instantly. She should not have trusted that this could have been reasonable for any amount of time. Her jaw clenches tight as eyes fall upon her. A leering giggle comes from Ryoko astride Vegeta, leaning forward heavily on his head. She lambastes that Washu spends a lot of time having fun with men and a lot of time not in an adult body so the pirate has decided that those must go together to make a rather unsavoury fetish. Washu tries to explain as the short Yume sat at her side prods her and cackles at her being elderly jail-bait and Queen Vegeta lording over this Tuffle degeneracy. The bride-to-be has to carefully explain her comfort in existing within a child's body was mainly psychological and though she spent most of her time like that it does not mean she ever took it into the bedroom or forced any men to engage with her when appearing underage. Prince Vegeta hears that lie ring out loud, and is sure Yamcha would call her out on this himself, but he is trying to stay as low profile as he can in this game with such a large target upon him and Washu a woman he does not need joining the ranks targetting him. Washu attempts further to clear her name by explaining that she had issues with Yamcha being averse to her child-form for fears he did not love her like that and he was only physically interested in her, though it does little to allay the judgement cast down at her.

Thankfully, most participants are not as dangerous as Ryoko and a good and less nerve-wracking time goes by as harmless fun and tame levels of enjoyment are had. Queen Vegeta wastes her turn trying to probe state secrets from Jurai in 'Truth' which is deflected into a dare and her thought of a public show of emotion being worse than death is not shared by Funaho who is comfortable with herself and her emotions. Then, it cycles to Ryoko again. She kicks her legs against the unamused Vegeta and bends down so her face is hanging before his. Some of her drink spills onto his shoulder. Ryoko playfully gnashes her teeth in mock threat before him and boops her nose against his, savouring this. Vegeta has this form charge some ki to bring more rigidity into his normally erect hair to prick at Ryoko's stomach and chest. The limber pirate swivels about with her empty drink falling to the floor and her hanging down with both arms and legs about his neck.

"I wanna know my Vegey's bedtime habits. What's a girl gotta do to entice her prince?" This question she has asked prior but never received an answer to satisfy her. Being drunk, whatever answer he gives she could give a go and see where this night might lead – forgetting his night-time company is already spoken for with guarding Misaki.

"... My wife was enlightened to a particular way of charming Saiyans. It is not particular to myself, nor of Saiyan design. Ask the devious mind that engineered it, it's worked well enough for her to be onto her 3rd Saiyan child now. Though, you're a fool for not putting the pieces together yourself." He gives enough for her to have somewhat of an answer and passes the responsibility to another to voice it.

The progenitor of a technique to have a healthy and happy romantic relationship with Saiyans and enjoy the physical side of their marriage without having to wait for the dangerous times just before or after the mating season is unimpressed by this secret being revealed. On an opposite sofa Videl stands to get a glass of water and escape hurriedly, where this leads she knows for Bulma was not the only one told. Queen Vegeta blocks her path. The secrets to seducing Saiyans and winning Goku is a prize she shall have, this woman who has knowledge will not have her leave. Ryoko lets go of Vegeta and floats ominously in front of Chichi, waiting, biding her time till she gets to ask again. Her patience does not have to last long as Queen Vegeta is all for asking over this. Chichi does not want to air out her nocturnal habits with her husband and there is no drink loosening her lips. Being pregnant she dare not perform any dares.

"Saiyans are idiots. They only care for 2 things. I'm a respectable woman, I ain't having my husband try and throw hands with me when it should be all romantic. Goku and Vegeta are simple men. They hunger for a fight, and to make it so they care for women on occasion their more literal hunger is … useful."

The omittance of Gohan from the list of adult Saiyans is very much on purpose from Chichi's part as she would rather not think on that - as keen as she is to become a grandmother at some point. The revelation is had. Queen Vegeta gets her epiphany. This is not something specific to male Saiyans. Videl starts blushing heavily before Queen Vegeta with that dirty laundry aired. Ryoko looks back to Vegeta for confirmation on this. He gnashes his teeth back. Food. Saiyans will always want to eat. Food can be mixed with other activities. Ryoko is glad she has taste now for that fetish held no prior interest to her.

Queen Vegeta's eyes go wide. During a mating season there is no forethought or planning to prepare the literal bait to draw in one's prey. Beyond the pure practicality of reproduction and the Saiyan way she connects the dots with the high popularity with grocers, farmers and butchers within Saiyan society when they were low rank non-combatants. She is not sure how she can use it, or even if it will be used against her, yet knowledge gained on Kakarot is what she has now. Forgetting the rules of the game she seizes Videl's shoulder and tries to interrogate further. Ryoko's form disappears into the floor. Her ki is sensed moving towards the kitchen.

A confused Ayeka with a minimal sex education has no time to ponder or recover as the next blow against the safety of this game is had. Mihoshi's mother opens the floodgates. She dares her own daughter to kiss Kiyone. The blondes from outer space are merrily intoxicated and a squirming Kiyone does not find escape. With this level of physical dares open for business Android 18 points towards Vegeta and dares Kombu to make good on her previous flirting with Vegeta and lick his chest.

Out from a wall strolls Ryoko with some bars of chocolate in her hand. Feline eyes go to her intended. Ayeka is putting up a fuss for some reason as a woman with red hair is close to her Vegeta. From navel to clavicle Kombu completes what is asked of her and then steps well away from the Saiyan. A stood up Mrs. Briefs takes one of the bars of chocolate from Ryoko whilst her attention is distracted and thanks the rogue for fetching some. Using a tissue Ayeka cleans the saliva from Vegeta claiming it to be unsanitary and due to Vegeta's constant exercising all his body will just be drenched in mucky sweat.

Insistent meowing comes from the table. The Cabbit clatters some cutlery on an unattended plate to get attention. Ryo-Ohki is feeling left out and hops about. Tights lets the animal in on the game with a simple dare – for telling the truth is hard when one cannot speak – to be cuddled by each person here for 5 minutes each. Tights' lap gains a humoured cabbit whilst Ryoko approaches Vegeta, takes a chunk of the chocolate bar and puts it in her teeth with her mouth awaiting before his. Vegeta pushes the chocolate in with a finger which soon finds Ryoko's teeth enclosed around it for he is not complying with her flirting after letting some other woman lick him. A low growl comes from her throat.

Another notch is raised to. The centre of attention – or whom that title should belong to – demands eyes onto her as Washu asks Queen Vegeta to kiss her feet. A pulse of purple energy gusts through the room and eyes lock between the mothers from Planet Plant. To comply is to debase herself, to refuse is to be a coward. Fur bristles up along her tail.

Instead of grovelling the Saiyan monarch takes matters literally into her own hands. She grabs Washu's leg and hoists her up in the air with a yelp coming from the startled scientist. Chichi is quick to move and grab Washu's head from hitting against the floor. The shoes of Washu gets the faintest grace from the standing tall Queen Vegeta before she is dropped. A triple entente is founded silently between Chichi, Misaki and Vegeta as they look between one another as this is the absolute limit this can be allowed to reach before things become dangerous.

Android 18 has a nap in another room, sleeping off alcohol that is beyond what she can tolerate. Zero confuses Ryo-Ohki by cloning the cabbit. More rounds of both drinking and the game continue and only twice do the responsible adults speak up to keep things under control. A few participants drop out to just chat instead. Loosened lips from Ayeka speak to Mugi concerning her reason for coming to Earth and some of her words are less than kind regarding the brother she was betrothed to. Swift vengeance is found by Haruna daring Ayeka to put Prince Vegeta's tail in her mouth. The sexual connotations the princess does not pick up on, a push from both Yume and Ryoko is unneeded for her to feel the want to prove herself.

"Dear I think you've had quite enough to drink. There's no need to overdo things, would you like some water?" Misaki warns her daughter in a vain attempt to prevent this.

"I'm not drunk. I'm not. I can handle myself per- perfectly just all fine. And since I'm not drunk I'm not going to end up sleeping with Vegey again!" Ending in a strangely proud exclamation she wobbles up to her feet with a sense of pride far more delusional than any Vegeta has held.

Lady Seto struggles to stop Ryoko from filming her drunk granddaughter's antics, and Ayeka is not listening to any reason from her mother. Tights and Mrs. Briefs are more concerned about this 'again' of sleeping with Vegeta – it is not in his character to act that way and they are sure they have heard Ayeka speak of her maidenhood. Vegeta watches as she staggers and sways towards him with a blonde Launch cheering her on. His tail remains about his waist. Seeing double is an issue when drunk, doubly so when there are actually 2 of the same person in the same room regardless, she is directed towards the correct Vegeta and further from her mother who is staring in accusation at her guardian who is blameless so far.

Her hands steady themselves against his torso for support. She squints at him and forgets her exact reason for being here and instead for 2 minutes simply berates Vegeta and slips into the archaic Juraian tongue which seemingly involves some choice words from the reactions of those who understand. A taunt from Ryoko telling her not to gag brings her back around to why she is before Vegeta and her hand harshly and quite dangerously reaches down and grabs hard luckily on his tail. She tugs on it to bring it close but since it is wrapped about him it cannot move anywhere. Prince Vegeta watches with an eyebrow raised. This is not pleasant for him but as far as blackmail goes he can definitely use this as strong leverage against her. With slurred speech she calls him mean by his tail not moving. He tells her he would rather she did not do this and looks across to Ryoko in question to why she is allowing this. Ryoko simply answers she knows what will come of this and she is not going to ever put his hairy tail in her mouth so if Ayeka is up for that she can go for it.

Wiry bristles surrounding stringy muscles around the last few vertebrae of Vegeta enter Ayeka's mouth as she lowers herself and fulfils what is asked of her. His tail fur is neither fluffy nor what little flesh there is around the bone soft in anyway. She coughs on the fur in her mouth - an unpleasant feeling. Ayeka has learnt one response to things of Vegeta she does not like being in her mouth and so her teeth chomp down to ward off the very thing she is voluntarily sticking inside her mouth. Queen Vegeta is weirded out by this act. The tail is not a thing Saiyans let be touched by others on anything but a special occasion, however she has no knowledge on oral sex and so like Ayeka fails to see the subtext of this action.

"Is that a tail – the thing with tails- tail touching to make Saiyan wives?" A sentence stumbles in drips and drabs from Ayeka's mouth as she moves her head back from Vegeta's tail. Her drunken mind crossing wires in understanding with the mated contract by linking tails. She then asks 2 more questions in the Juraian tongue he can only blankly stare at until she slaps him across the face for his rude silence.

Belly laughs guffaw from Ryoko as all this is recorded and secretly being sent to Kaia. Misaki escorts her daughter down to a sofa, restraining her with her strength and ensures no more alcohol comes her way whilst a refreshed Funaho returns to the scene following a bathroom break. Prince Vegeta flicks his tail tip to the side to dry it of spit and sees that another woman is eyeing his body. The short bob of black hair bounces as Videl points at Vegeta and issues a challenge to him for her fighter's blood is pumping and she has never fought him – likening it in her mind to when she spars with Gohan but with the training wheels taken off.

"Hey, hey. Let's bring this thing to a close maybe. I'm not an advocate for bloodsports at my parties. Fun's been had, I think this game's run its course now. You want to do that, then that's you, training room is out there and it's on your head be it." Washu speaks up and takes control, putting her foot down on this crossed line.

Videl bounds off outside. Vegeta has not agreed to this. He watches as his mother also leaves following Videl for this is finally some fun she can enjoy and partake in. It is more productive for his resting self than standing in a room being sexually harassed so this multi-form takes its leave. The guarding Vegeta is not left pester free for Ryoko makes it her job to start feeding him snacks in vain hope of attracting anymore attention than that of his stomach.

White energy surges around Videl as she jogs on the spot within the training room. Vegeta shows little enthusiasm as he asks if she is in a state ready for a fight. She smiles confidently and answers that she is young and ready to party and knows how to use ki to clear her blood of alcohol. Her warm up stretches go unanswered by Vegeta, standing with his arms crossed, and so Videl asks if he will not even warm up before their bout. Queen Vegeta sneers out the insult that Videl is the warm up. He lowers this multi-form's energy further to be on par with Videl.

With no warning he fires a blast her way and as the smoke clears and she backs away from his sudden attack she bumps into the re-appearing form behind her. He grabs her by the back of the neck and she feels heat as he charges ki in that hand. Vegeta releases her. Victory claimed.

"The hell was that?" She questions in shock as sparring with Goku or Gohan there is an element of respect between combatants and not trying to best the opponent but trying to better yourself against them.

"I teleported dear mother over there into space in one of our bouts, consider that me going easy on you. I won, you have near 0 combat experience in a real fight against anyone of your level or higher."

"I spar with Gohan and Piccolo and Goten regularly, they're well above me and-"

"And nothing. They hold back. Go easy on you. Humour you. I'm sure my boy has told you enough horror stories. This is training. Grit your teeth and prepare for the pain."

Rather than being sucker punched again, Videl seizes the initiative and sweeps low at Vegeta's leg. His leg raises to step over hers and is brought up as a knee to her lowered chin which she narrowly avoids and at which point he stomps his foot back down onto her kicking ankle. A flurry of blows keeps him occupied blocking until a hand seizes her by the jaw. Videl attacks for freedom and they land as her freedom is granted and Vegeta steps back.

"You … you were going to whiplash me, right?" Videl gets her bearings realising why Vegeta stopped at that moment.

"Chance of death, major concussion, spinal injury. You were somewhat durable against Babidi's minion but this is still Washu's party." With control of her skull all he needed to do was shake her head hard enough and the brain within her skull would get dangerously jostled around. "Do you realise now the difference between your fighting for fun and my own style. Victory above all, by any means."

"I don't – I'm out there fighting crime and righting the wrongs you and the other fighters see themselves as too big to handle. I use my wealth along with dad to fund charities and improve the world."

"So you say. Keep our inherited money out of this, you should be aware mine only exists to prevent me from acting out without a method of payment for food or clothes. You are a celebrity through choice. You fought as Videl against thugs where primitive firearms were your only weakness, and now you hide under a costume to do the same thing for no reason but you find it entertaining to humour Gohan."

" You trying to say I'm just chasing fame? I don't need to do anymore to be famous. I fight 'cos I want to and 'cos no-one else is cleaning the streets with their strength. Just because I'm not as strong as you guys to help save the world doesn't mean I don't want to be. How does me fighting you here grant me fame?"

"And that's the sad part of all this. Raditz could still take over this world if you were its sole defender. In 1 year all the main human fighters here managed to grow stronger than him through dedicated training and rival Nappa's Saibamen and even grant him some fun before I killed him. If you want strength you are failing and doing a more shameful job of it than Gohan was after Kakarot was dead. Train. Train properly, or else that Gohan of yours will only think of his mother when he thinks of strong women."

They engage again with Videl sticking to the ground as much as she can knowing in the air she will be terrible outmatched by Vegeta, and sticking close as her ki techniques do not even scratch the surface of what he can perform. Neither one of them are tall or have the best reach and quickly Videl finds an issue in the additional limb Vegeta has of his tail, and his weight advantage over her which does not impede his speed or flexibility. She kicks and wrestles and narrowly avoids his attempts to shut down the match in one swift action until she throws out one hook with her left hand. Ki surrounds and locks down her limb. She cannot retract her hand and as she goes to defend herself she feels that same telekinetic ki start to pervade her head and control her skull. Videl's mouth is stuck agape as Vegeta blocks her one working hand and pushes her hand frozen in ki back at her face whilst his ki unfurls its fist and outstretches its fingers. He manoeuvres her other hand she draws back to guard her body beneath her chin and firmly holds it in one place as he uses it as a fulcrum to vault above her body. Vegeta elbow drops into the back of her skull and rides the attack down almost to the ground before halting to save Videl.

His control over her leaves and Videl slowly recovers on the floor. It horrifies her thinking on what that move was about to do if he went through with it. All he had to do is not be as gentle in hitting her head and she would be pulverised into the ground with a cracked skull, her jaw and teeth shattered and what was left of them slicing through her own hand and biting off her own fingers. There is no way she could continue a fight then, but also that move would not kill just maim her into torturous agony. This is why she wants to fight Vegeta. His fighting style is so alien to that of the Son family. He holds killing intent and cruelty on his side rather than the clean tournament style fighting of the Turtle Hermit. She shakes her head as she stands and pulls her fingers from her mouth.

"You learnt to fly late in life didn't you?" Queen Vegeta asks from the doorway.

"It shows that bad, huh? Just before Buu and that mess, for the tournament Gohan trained me and I only knew how to fly a bit at that point. I'm still battling my own instincts at times." Terrestrial martial arts she trained in most of her life she has had to unlearn and disallow her muscles to naturally perform them. There is no point toppling or tripping someone or jostling for balance when it is all moot up in the air.

"I know Kakarot. I see an attempt to strike and move like him where your own knowledge runs short, the Namek as well exists within your motions. This is the cost of you playing hero. You need to train properly if you are ever to advance to be of more use in a fight than your fraud of a father." Prince Vegeta adds in. Sitting on the fence like she is he dislikes. Her boyfriend works for Washu and so easily could get both of them training rooms set up, the influence of Gohan's lack of proper training regime is showing.

She does not answer him. Videl is unsure what pressure he is putting upon her complimenting her by making note of Goku's techniques and insulting her own father in the same breath. She wants to fight. And so she does. Videl engages him again, and again, and again. 10 minutes later she is backed up heavily leaning against the training room wall, doubled over and taking heaving breaths. Vegeta hit her solar plexus not once but thrice and all the wind is driven from her in pain. Videl cannot continue as she is. The difference in skill between Saiyans and herself is cruel.

Queen Vegeta sees her opportunity and tags in. Launching herself rabidly at her son in pure pent up aggression, releasing all her irritation and anger at the laughable excuse of a social event that was hosted by a Tuffle. A smile blossoms onto Queen Vegeta's face as her fists impact against her son and his attacks land against her. As Videl watches from the sidelines she can only think how much this emphasises the great disparity between Saiyans and their children; not once has she ever seen a fight cause joy in Gohan.

Even with the speed at which the Saiyans fight, Videl spots certain instances of hesitation from Queen Vegeta. Traps he lies in wait with, moves she cannot challenge without risk, ruthless aggression she has to hold back for she is seeing now where her son anticipates her and how he fights waiting for her to make an opening he can heavily exploit. Queen Vegeta learns and adapts, and improves, and for this her son pushes harder against her. Attacks invigorate the female Saiyan, her successful strikes renew her lust for violence, and she is truly born again when in battle. They fight with brutal power knowing the other will only back down when they have truly been overpowered and beaten. Watching as the thrill of combat devours them, Videl sees them snarl and smirk and draw blood whilst thinking back when she was a young girl and her father would proudly laugh and congratulate her after a session of her striking pads he held. With a knee on her throat as she lays pinned, Prince Vegeta presses down and has his mother yield and their match end.

It is still before midnight when Misaki calls it an early night and both Ryoko and Ayeka bemoan their loss of Vegeta as that multi-form leaves to follow. Settling in bed is not a simple task with his shape bearing down next to her. Small talk with him grants her some reprieve as he is not against talking to her like an adult. She is unsure what to expect from the wedding tomorrow and manages to get Vegeta to open up about his own. Hours later whilst Misaki is sleeping soundly the first wife of Azusa enters the room. Funaho joins her in bed, tired and inebriated and holds her close so that Misaki is not alone.

Vegeta at one point senses the energy of Goku outside and then no longer senses either Chichi or her child and so they must be sleeping together likely back at their home. In the wee early hours of the morning all have fallen silent and had to retire for the night. Funaho is rescued from a sleeping hug from Misaki, whose strength is great and hard to sleep through without an Azusa as a body blocking her, as Vegeta separates them. She scooches further from Misaki in the bed, the blue haired empress now firmly latched onto the Saiyan's arm, and Vegeta telepathically tells Funaho his wife was always ready to raise her voice and make him quickly aware concerning his strength and so she need not be so polite regarding Misaki.