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"The Other Side Of Vegeta"Written By: Elanya Disclaimer: I do not own any portion or characters
of DBZ or PokeMon. My thanx to the creators of such magnificent personalities
for use the use of fanfiction. DBZ belongs to TOEI Studios, Akira
Toryama and FUNimation. PokeMon belongs to Nintendo and Warner Brothers
Studios. I am not making any money from this saga. It is just an expression
of my interest in such fantastic anime like DBZ. No law suits, please.
Being under privileged, the paycheck doesn't stretch that far. WARNING!
This fanfic begins with a PG-13 rating for language (we all know that
Vegeta has a mouth that would make a sewer look clean, lol) and violence.
Later it will have n NC-17 rating for the juicy stuff. Reader discretion
is advised. This is my first fanfic so be brutal in UR review. Vegeta
is OOC thru most of the fic. This is a V/B break up fic. Major Bulma/Chichi/Yamcha
bashing. Apologies 2 all Bulma/Vegeta romance fans out there. If any
ideas or themes sound familiar to any author of other stories please
note, I had not intention of stealing such fantastic ideas, they just
worked themselves into the scope of this saga as pure coincidence.
My thanks and apologies go to those authors. Happy reading. A/N: EXTREME
AU, HINTS OF YAOI AND YURI. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, angst, Lemon Pairings: Vegeta x Goku Summary: Bulma and Vegeta have broken up-she throws him out after he misses one too many holidays. Through a series of accidents, Vegeta's long buried emotional gentler side emerges. Vegeta and Goku, along with Trunks, Goten and Bura(I'm not too crazy over her english name), all live on an island princedom away form civilization although, the other Z-Sensi know of their hideaway.
"The Other Side Of Vegeta" WARNINGS! MORE SAP AND OOCNES. VIOLENCE. FLUFF ROMANCE AT ITS STRONGEST. SHOUNEN AI. MAJOR BULMA AND CHICHI BASHING!
UNEXPECTED SURPRISE “Patient is showing signs of motility. Patient is showing signs of motility,” a monotone female voice sounded in the Minerva language. The incessant drone of the voice roused the five sleeping Saiyans from their rest and the prince rose to investigate. Slowly he got to his small sized yet powerfully formed sandal dressed feet and wondered over the machine that was making that noise. At first he was disoriented and had thought to silence the contraption with a ki blast but then he raised his onyx colored orbs and caught sight of a body in the tank. His mind sobered and a huge smile burst onto his tanned handsome face. Vegeta punched in the codes to release the DNA fluid from the tank. “Rainami, take our daughters and prepare them for a shopping spree. Have you fed the chimp as yet?” Vegeta asked his female who shook her head in the negative while she assisted the two girls to their feet. Kayla stood beside her brother and took the newborn from his arm then gave her to Ceraina. At that moment, the king, Bardock and the two mothers entered the healing room, as did the medics and their wives. “Well, daddy, how’s the ‘mother’ doing?” Celerion quipped as the last of the fluid had drained from the tank and the two medics removed the breathing apparatus. “Well from what I can see. I’ll be back in a bit,” Vegeta said and left the tank room. Vegeta had teleported to his mate’s room where he gathered a set of casual clothes for him, which he then gave to Kayla then he told the group that he would return after he had changed attire himself, thus once again he teleported from the healing room. Bardock handed his son a towel then suggested that he go cleanse the healing liquid from his being. Kakarrot agreed and took the clothes that his female mate held out to him then went to a stall in which he showered. A beautifully sculptured god-like being had taken the humans to the chambers in which they would sleep and Bulma was having a very hard time keeping her eyes off him. Yamcha, who had finally decided that he was getting too old to play the field, had finally decided to settle down with the first female he had ever fallen in love with. He didn’t miss it when her blue eyes seemed to drink in the sight of the walking Greek sculpture into herself. “This is where you all will stay the night and freshen up. I will return when his highness is ready to depart so that I may bring you to the courtyard. I will be in your service as long as you are guests of the royal one,” Algernon bowed as he unlocked the doors to the bedchambers then waved the guests inside. “Just ring should you have need of my assistance,” he bowed then left. “Be still my beating heart! My God but he’s gorgeous! I wonder where I can get one,” Bulma sighed as if she were a schoolgirl in love. “Bulma, I thought that we were getting back together!” Yamcha exclaimed. “Only if you can be as faithful as you were in the very early days of our relationship when we were traveling companions in the desert,” Bulma shot back. “Give me a chance, honey. You don’t see that I’ve been flirting with any of the golden beauties we’ve passed, do you?” Yamcha pointed out and Bulma had to agree. “Besides, Bulma, hun, what makes you think you’d stand any better chance with these Saiya-jin than you did with Vegeta?” Jean Gray asked as she, Rogue and Storm settled into their chamber. Bulma looked at the gifted psychic/scientist as if her head had just come off. “Saiya-jin? Are you telling me that that these golden haired beings are Saiyans? No way!” the blue haired genius retorted then burst into uncontrolled laughter, as did Yamcha. “Jean, I thought you guys didn’t drink so as not to obscure your abilities, but I think you’ve had a little too much. No drinking for you tonight at dinner, young lady, so c’mon, we don’t have much time and I know Vegeta and patience is not one of his strong points,” Yamcha pointed out as he, Tien and Chioutzu entered their room still in a fit of riotous laughter.
“My prince, I’ve heard you are escorting the humans on a shopping spree. Is this what has become of our most powerful Ouji-sama?” Paragus asked trying to hid a snicker. Vegeta looked at the royal guard with venom in his onyx orbs. “I will not dignify that with an answer except to say that I have a new infant to provide for and a mate to congratulate on a job well done. You have neither unless you take up with Nappa or Turles but I doubt either of them will ever forget how you tried to overthrow the established order. Now that the king is back and at a level you can only dream of reaching, he will not be thwarted by maggots like you and this poor excuse for a son of yours. Now, if you will excuse me, I have business to attend to,” Vegeta Ouji gave a curt nod and informed those who desired not to go that he expected them to be training for the battle that was to follow dinner. “Kayla, you come with me. We’ll shop for our mate together. Ceraina, you and K-chan go together. It is Saiyan tradition no to be around one another before moonrise. Boys, that goes for you all as well and for Cornelia and Cilantra. Cilantra and Trageta, you come with us. Goten and Cornelia, you two go with Ceraina, Endive and Kk. Bring your other brats as well or you can leave them to get prepared for the birthing celebration, which I know many of them have never had. This will be their celebration as well as the infant princess’s,” the prince smiled at his grand children, as did Kakarrot. “OK, tribe, let’s get ourselves together while his highness sends Algernon to gather the Earth-jin,” Goku said as he hustled the younger Saiya-jin together. “Little brother, might I a word with you?” it was Raditz with the request and he drew Vegeta into a private area to talk. “What is it you desire?” the prince pretended to study his gloved right hand. “I know what you did to Broli when he challenged you over Kakarrot but would you be opposed if I chose him for a mate? Being with him in other world, we spent a lot of time together and developed something for one another,” the wild longhaired Saiyan spoke with a bow. “If I said no, you’d do it anyway as is your royal right. Myself, I’d rather see you with Prince Kale but, if that low life son of a dog is your choice, far be it from me to interfere,” Prince Vegeta said in a dismissive tone of voice. “Vegeta, my brother, I would pledge for Kale but I don’t think I’d stand a chance against young Tormataeo Humizu, Ceraina’s elder brother,” Raditz pointed out the couple in a dim corner of the healing room. “Raditz, we just returned from that ordeal, what, a day ago? Tormataeo will have to prove himself to Kale. Challenge him tonight, besides, I think the bow-wow has taken my advice,” the prince indicated another couple in another corner which was comprised of Turles and Broli. Raditz face vaulted in disbelief. “I-I don’t believe it! Turles?” “Broli has this fixation with Kakarrot, which is why he challenged me and why he’s been so hard to kill. I want you to have Kale or have you missed the little looks he’s been giving you since we’ve been talking? You know what to do my brother: hunt, fight, and mate. I’ll see you in the battle arena. For now, I have supplies to get for the little princess,” the prince nodded then went to find Kayla who he found lying on the pallet she had shared with her brother, Ceraina and his daughters not long ago. She was writhing in pain “Sis, what’s wrong?” “Vegeta, it-it’s the baby…!” she managed to rasp just before she passed out. “Celerion! Kakarrot!” the prince called and in a flash the two were kneeling over the prone princess. “Kayla, mi amour,” Kakarrot held her hand as Celerion checked her over. “Sir Kakarrot, she’s in distress! The baby’s trying to come but for her it’s much too soon! Come, help me to get her to a table to do a diagnostic exam,” Celerion requested and Kakarrot gently lifted his mate then followed the medic to an exam room. “Daddy, what happened?” Teresahan asked as she stood beside the price and held Cilvanti. “Aunt Kayla’s in trouble with her baby. It may have to be taken out early,” Vegeta told his eldest daughter as they all followed the medic to the exam room. Both elder sets of parents followed behind their children, as did the rest of the royal flock to be with Princess Kayla. Vegeta touched his scouter to call Algernon. “Yes, my prince?” a deep voice asked through the scouter. “Algernon, send Princess Ariadne to me if you will,” Vegeta requested. “As you wish, my lord,” the golden Saiyan replied. Not long after the transmission, the golden princess stood in the door of the exam room bowing to Vegeta. “You wished to see me, strong one?” she asked, word having spread about the reunion of the dark and light Saiya-jin. “Ari, my child. The human visitors here, I had promised to escort on a shopping trip. Could you take my place and escort them? I know you and your niece love to undertake such duties. Take my princesses as well. Give them my apologies but Princess Kayla’s health is more important than anything else at the moment,” the dark haired prince requested of his lighter colored kin. “It would be my honor, sir,” Ariadne smiled as she rose then left to go gather the Earth-jin.
“Miss 18! Jean! Ororo! You all!” a voice called and the group turned to see a golden vision moving with liquid quickness towards them. Behind her followed a black haired beauty that carried a blue haired little angel. “Princess Ariadne!” 18 exclaimed. “My Prince Vegeta sent me to escort you all on the shopping spree he had mentioned. Princess Kayla took ill with her pregnancy and he is tending her with her mate, parents and the others,” Ariadne explained. Bulma huffed. “I don’t believe this! It never fails, he always finds some way out of following through on a promise,” she hissed. “My aunt is daddy’s baby sister and they are very close! He is bonded to her like I am with Trageta, my own brother. If anything happens to her, it sets him off. Uncle Kakarrot is Aunt Kayla’s mate, so he feels what she does,” Cilvanti defended her dad. “If ya still wanna go, come with us if not you’re on your own until celebration time,” the little princess further explained. Just then, the subject of discussion appeared along with the offspring and most of the grandchildren. “Well, what a surprise. I thought you were staying with your ailing sister and found that more important than taking us on the town,” Bulma ripped into the dark Saiyan Prince as he stood by his eldest daughter with his eldest sons beside him. “Celerion managed to stabilize her fairly quickly. She’s resting so I can continue my duties as a proper host. Come,” Vegeta Ouji indicated and led the group out from the hallway in which they had gathered. “How do we get to this place you’re taking us? Only a few of us can fly, y’know,” Bulma spat as Vegeta led them out of the palace. “There’s no need to fly where we’re going. It’s just a quick rail trip. If you’d shut up for once and allow other creatures to do the driving, you may be surprised that there is other life in this universe just as intelligent if not more so than Earth-jin,” the prince said as the group stopped in front of a tube. “This tube is the mainstream of transportation. There are busses and cars alike as with Earth. This place was built with every conceivable necessity in mind.” “My prince designed most of the planet after it was purged for construction,” Princess Ariadne added. “You purged an innocent planet just so these beings could build on it for their own livelihood?” Bulma thundered. “It wasn’t an inhabited planet, it was a desolate rock! Emanu never sent me to purge inhabited planets and I would have refused to take such jobs if it meant taking life just for the sport of it! Oh, but why should I waste an explanation on the likes of you all? When the three of us landed on your planet, we did come on like bullies, however, if you were watching closely, I didn’t fight until Kakarrot appeared! Raditz, he only came to retrieve his little brother! We would have reclaimed him sooner had it not been for Frieza and a few other entanglements. My brother would not have destroyed your planet just as I never had in all the years I lived there with and without Kakarrot. You wanna know a secret that only my race knows? I hated planet purging. It made me sick to watch, but we were under Frieza’s command and to go against his wishes and commands meant certain death. That snake had convinced my Outusan that by letting him have me would ensure peace and an annulment of the allience between the Ice-jin and Saiya-jin. I knew that snake had other plans and would never hold up his end of an agreement. It’s as I told Kakarrot on Namek as I lay dying that it was Frieza who made me what I was then and it has taken special people to help me break free from that bondage. C’mon, I’m sorry,” Vegeta apologized in a flippant manner as the group stepped into a waiting vehicle.
“Daddy, you don’t have to justify who you are to those weak beings. I’m glad that you landed on that planet and reformed from the being I had heard you were before, but even before those accidents, you weren’t the ruthless tyrant other races made you out to be. I remember Aunt Kayla telling me about you when you all were on Vegetasei and what a loving being you were then along with Grandma and Uncle Kale,” Teresahan told her dad. “When did you meet Kayla?” Vegeta asked trying to remember when his firs three male born offspring had ever seen other Saiya-jin. “When those Ice-jin attacked from Kellogg-18 and the ‘Golden Warrior’ defended us. King Aegar hid us dark Saiya-jin especially us females. He put me in the tower where I would be safe with Rageta and Vegetzu. He knew how much we meant to his planet’s protector, but before the Ice-jin attacked, we had been introduced to the other Saiya-jin who had taken refuge on this planet. Grandma could see right off who our daddy was and she couldn’t believe it. She cried every time she looked at us and always said, ‘Ichimi.’ What did she mean by that?” the elder princess asked as the train pulled to a stop and the group prepared to detrain. “ ‘Ichimi’ is Saiyago for ‘My One.’ Momma has always called me that because I was her first born. Like Rageta and Vegetzu are my Ichimi but I don’t call them that because I feel I haven’t earned that right. I haven’t spent the time I would have liked with you three and I apologize,” the prince kissed his eldest daughter. “Poppa, you know we understand. You came to us when you could. Goodness knows, until recently, you were practically a fixture here if you weren’t on a mission. I don’t care if you never call me ‘Ichimi.’ I’m proud just to be your son,” Rageta nodded to the prince as the royal family led the humans to the shopping area. Carthagia was the Capitol City of the planet Minerva and was the center of life from the royal class to the peasant class. The city was home to beings from all parts of the universe and contained structures the Earth-jin had never dreamed of in their wildest imaginations. Bulma stood transfixed as she gazed at the tubed transportation system, the moving sidewalks and the sheer volume of wealth the city emitted. “Wow! This place is beautiful. I had no idea such a planet existed. I mean you never described it in your journal- Vegeta stopped short and rounded on the blue haired Earth female. “You read my journal!” he shrieked but Cilvi grabbed his tail to calm him down. Bulma jumped as she realized what she had said. “I-I didn’t mean to. I was cleaning out the attic in CC and stumbled on a box that contained stuff that belonged to you,” she stammered. Vegeta growled. “Great, now you know everything about me! Nothing is sacred. I’ll be glad to be off your rock! I’ll not allow any of that planet’s governments to make science projects of my people or myself!” the Ouji was just hanging onto his delicate emotions by channeling them into anger. Just then Bulma went whirling into a hard surface, her lovely face collided with a sickening smack and a crimson trail was left as she slid unconscious to the floor. The prince and others gaped in shock. “I said I’d kill anyone who made my Ouji shed tears and I meant it!” a growl of anger echoed through the mall. All eyes turned to see…“ Kakarrot!” everyone shrieked at once. “Kk, what are you doing here and…You didn’t hit her did you?” the prince asked in stunned surprise. “I told you once that I’d put anyone in the hospital for you. First it was Frieza and what he did to our entire race. Then what he did to the last two great looking Saiya-jin alive and then this female Earthling and her bossy queen of all she encountered ways. She’s hurt you enough, my Prince. I don’t want you hurt anymore, koi,” Goku sighed as he enfolded the prince in his Pilzara tail. The Earth heroes stood aghast in shock. Goku, the mild Earth raised Saiyan had just slammed the first person to ever befriend him when he was a child in the woods and all because the shrimp Saiyan no Ouji had been close to tears when she revealed that she had read his private journal! This was unreal. The Earth Sensi could only stare, then the enormity of Goku’s actions sunk in and both Yamcha and Krillin burst into tears while Chi-Chi simply passed out. “Cool, Outusan decked that annoying shrew! I didn’t think he would ever strike anything related to the Earth, much less a person who used to be his friend,” Goten chirped as he held onto Trageta (Trunks Vegeta’s new name to avoid confusion). “Kk, you…I never thought…” the prince was at a complete loss for words as he stared at the unconscious form on the white marble floor. “Goku, why? She was your best friend and helped to acquaint you with civilization. She practically raised you from that wild five year old child she found in the woods,” Yamcha couldn’t stop the tears that fell like a rainstorm from his eyes. A roar shook the building and startled even the Ouji. “Don’t call me ‘Goku!’ My name is Kakarrot! I am an elite Saiyan warrior, mate to the no Ouji and his sister!” Goku’s voice thundered. Had he heard right? Had the Earth raised, brain dead Saiyan just renounce the tie that bound him to that weak mud ball of a planet? Vegeta’s dark eyes held a light few had ever seen in their depths. That light was the pride of his people whose lost son had just found his way home. Faster than an eyeblink, Vegeta captured his koi in a strong embrace. The prince buried his nose in Goku’s chest to both inhale his scent and bury the tears that rained from his onyx eyes. “Kk-chan, you can’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that! For you to finally embrace your heritage and recognize who you are!” the prince’s voice was broken by the elated sobs that had surfaced. Goku held his Ouji tight, stroked his thick tail and just rocked him back and forth to try and comfort him. “I know it’s been a long time, Vegeta, and I’m sorry. I’m sorry for the pain my denial caused you but never again, koi. Kakarrot, son of Bardock and Onya pledges his allegiance to the crown of Vegeta forever. I love you,” Goku smiled, lifted Vegeta’s head with his finger, took a piece of cloth, dried the Ouji’s tear stained face then bent down to kiss his love’s trembling lips. “I love you. Come, mi amour, we have a child to provide for,” Goku reminded his prince who nodded and calmed down. Goku fished in his jeans’ pocket and pulled something out then flipped it over to Yamcha. “Here, give that to her. Zarbon, I understand your people have been here before? Good, you escort them around,” the warrior instructed with an authority that was now his right to exert as the prince’s chosen one. “Meet us back here just after the first sun sets and the sky is a fuchsia color, in other words in about four hours. I know females when they’re in a shopping mall,” the prince smirked, he had calmed down from his earlier tear filled joy. “Come, koi, with me,” Vegeta beckoned with his head let go of Goku then the two left the group. The offspring and siblings followed, as did the grandchildren, however, Goten and Trunks’ first son, whose name was Peregrine noticed a game room and begged to go and play the games. The prince nodded and the younger boys, with their dads and uncles ventured into the game room.
“I can’t believe I’m having déjà vu on an alien planet. Didn’t we just go through this on Earth? You two have got to find a life outside of the two Saiya-jin you had mingled with. What’s the problem? Can’t deal with a race that prefers same gender mating to transgender ones or is it the physical oomph, oomph, you won’t get anymore? I swear I don’t know why I waste my time with the likes of you. It’s times like this I miss being an android. If it was up to me, I’d send the pair of you back to Earth but I’m not the one in charge. C’mon family. X-team, ya comin’?” 18 asked in her snotty fashion and the mutant humans and her own family moved to follow her. “I’ll take you all around. My people know this planet as well,” Jeice offered and was told to lead on. Zarbon and his people stayed with Bulma, Chichi, Tien, Chioutzu and Yamcha until the Earth females had calmed down. The two Earth females had calmed down to where they could stand and begin their tour of the mall. Yamcha and Tien assisted them to their feet then followed Zarbon and his group, which consisted of his mother, his honor Guard, Turlington, the female, Zyra and seventeen other members of the Tsurian royal class. Before the departure for the mall, the Earth-jin had been issued scouters and empty capsules. Scouters so that the shopping party could keep track of one another while in the mall. Empty capsules to carry their purchases without being burdened with tons of bulky bags and boxes. “The scouters are two-way communicators so if we get separated, you press the middle button to view and press it again to talk. I know it might look crazy, but when you talk, just speak in the air and another will be able to hear you. If you two are the thing, let’s get started. This place is absolutely fabulous and beats those Earth places hands down,” Zarbon intoned in his haughty accent after he had instructed the others on how the scouter worked. “Heh, seems like Vege-head planned well for this excursion,” Piccolo snickered as he, Gohan and Pan cruised the mall with Goten, Trageta, and that pairings offspring. Goten and Trageta’s offspring had wanted to go to a game room and after playing every game, the group decided to go to a girl’s shop for Pan. The mall was called Carthagia Plantation and contained everything from clothing boutiques to full service food stores, although it resembled an open-air market in ancient Greece or Rome from Earth’s history. Many items were either grown or handmade, which was surprising in itself for such an advanced mental race like the Minervians. Even their music was surprising! “I love this music! It’s so… I swear I’ve heard this voice somewhere before but I can’t think where,” Bulma exclaimed as she and Chi-Chi walked with Yamcha, Tien, Chioutzu and the Tsurians. “He’s the greatest singer this planet has heard in a long age but then he is the epitome of our race,” a passerby had heard Bulma’s comment on the music. At that moment, screams echoed down the mall and the small crowd looked up to see several golden haired beings running towards a children’s store. “I spotted him first! I can’t believe he’s out with no guard! Oh, he’s the ‘Golden Warrior’ he doesn’t need a guard!” a high voice yelled as others followed. Curious, Bulma left Zarbon and went to where the commotion was. The others followed. Vegeta and Kakarrot were in one of several children’s shops looking over the various outfits and trying to find the exact one for their little princess. The elder infant princess’ incessant whining about how she would no longer be the apple of Vegeta’s eyes hampered this process. Kakarrot kept an eye on his mate for he knew that the child was pushing every button the prince had and so far, he had not flipped. Such good fortune could not last long. Then the sensitive ears of the mated pair picked up the sound of the prince’s name being screamed at a banshee level. Vegeta bristled. His lithe body began to tremble with difficult to contain fury. Kakarrot jumped into the situation. “Teresahan, take your little sister wherever she wants to go. Find your brothers, they’ll know what to do. You guys know you don’t have to pay for anything just try no to butcher dad’s account, understood? Princess Ariadne, could you accompany them please? I need to get the local superstar to safety,” Kakarrot requested of his in law. Ariadne nodded and took the two princesses out of the shop. Vegeta put aside the garment he had been inspecting wrapped his arms around his koi, who then teleported them away from the marauding group of females and to another shop. “Thank you, koi. I don’t want to fight just yet and definitely not females,” the prince smirked as he held onto the front of Kakarrot’s shirt just a little longer. “Heh, heh, I forgot that I’m this planet’s hero and music superstar,” he added with a chuckle. “You can’t hide forever, koi mi,” Kakarrot pointed to a poster in a music store window. “Unnngh! I thought he burnt that! Oh, well, I have always wanted to be worshipped, I guess I can’t ask for any better. Except more of you. C’mon, let’s get that child of ours something to wear or we’ll have to make it ourselves,” the prince laughed as the pair cruised the opposite end of the Plantation.
“I have no clue. If what I’ve heard about celebrities on that planet he lives on is true and they flee masses of adoring fans, than our love is no different,” another tried to soothe. “Pardon me, but what was all that commotion about?” Bulma asked when she neared the group of girls she had seen run into the children’s shop. The group turned and looked at the blue haired Earth-jin. “What a strange coloring you have, like Princess Cilvanti. Oh my goodness, you look just like the little princess!” one girl remarked, her hand to her mouth in surprise. “Nice of you to notice. The princess as you call her is my daughter. Her name is Bura, though, not Cil-” A hand clamped over Bulma’s mouth and she turned to find Zarbon shaking his head. “You idiot, you want to get killed! These are Vegeta’s people and any word against him will not be taken lightly! You tell them Cilvanti is not the princess’s name and you’ll be splattered over this place before you can blink!” the blue skinned alien prince hissed. “When will you ever learn to keep a lid on that pie hole of yours, Bulma? You’re gonna cause a severance in the allience between our races,” a snide voice spoke from beside Bulma, who turned to see 18 in a pose that mimicked Vegeta’s. Zarbon removed his hand and Bulma stared wide-eyed at the former android. “18? You’re defending him! I thought that we were friends?” Bulma asked in surprise. “Yeah, but you seem to be hell bent on leather to do anything you can to inflict more injury on the prince than he’s already been through and it makes no sense, Bulma!” 18 admonished. “Besides, Bulma, I should be the one out for his head! He turned my precious Goku into an alien and my boys into she-males!” Chi-Chi howled. “Excuse me, but you said that you were Princess Cilvanti’s mother? How? You also said that Cilvanti is not the little blue princess’ name? Why does the prince call her that then if that is not her name?” one of the still gathered group of girls asked Bulma. “Vanna, how dare you pry into the private life of V-sama! We have no need to know such information and frankly, he would tell us himself. Besides, how many times do I have to tell you girls not to depart from me nor hang around strange races! Now come, we must get back to class. Our lunch time is almost up,” a large golden haired female who was built like an Amazon scolded when she reached the group of girls. The group hung their heads bade the ‘strangers’ good-bye then left. 18 silently applauded the good fortune. “C’mon, let’s find Vegeta and go grab some lunch,” she suggested. “Latch onto one of us. We know the Instant Movement, so we can take you directly,” Zarbon stated and Goku’s Earth friends did as requested. In an eyeblink the group was gone.
“Might have known this would be where we’d find them. C’mon before there’s no food left,” Krillin laughed and headed for the banquet table. “Hey, you all! Man, Vegeta, this place is awesome!” Krillin remarked after they had all pulled extra tables together to sit down. “One reason I come here so often. Feel free. How did you all find shopping here?” Vegeta asked in the bored tone of the ultra wealthy, his tail playing with K-san’s in an idle fashion. “Good God look at all this food! I could never keep that tank filled!” Chi-Chi remarked as a plate was sat in front of her. “I loved it, thanks, Vegeta. I don’t know about those other two. Hey, who were those girls that chased you?” 18 asked as she ate her meal of stewed duck soup. “Adoring fans. You remember the CD that my middle princess played at the return celebration at Piccolo’s?” Vegeta asked and 18 nodded. “I recorded it up here. I’m working on another one with my children here, then I’ll audition the voices of the others to see what other projects I can get into,” he continued and looked askance at his mate who devoured every morsel in sight. Vegeta shook his head. ‘K-chan, love that’s the one thing about you that has always been Saiyan. I’ll teach you the rest,' Vegeta thought as he ate with just as much gusto but not as much mess. “So, how’s you’re sister? I see G-ah-“ Krillin was at a loss for words. “Just call him K-san,” Vegeta replied with a shrug of his small yet powerful shoulders as he leaned his head against said warrior’s shoulder. “Well, anyway, how’s she doing?” Krillin continued. K-san replied, “After Celerion stabilized her he said that I could join you all. Ceraina wanted to stay with my princess and to assist in the preparations of the celebration for moonrise.” “Yeah, Vegeta, what is this celebration?” Gohan asked as he inhaled a plate of pasta. “Well for one, we are celebrating Frieza’s Cell’s and Majin Buu’s demise at my hands. Second, the birth of the new Saiyan princess as well as all those who have never had a proper birthing celebration, and third, on this planet, our race is in season, so at moonrise, those Saiya-jin with mates and partners will declare their intentions and bond with their mates. Others will hunt for their mates. Before that happens, though, there will be an all out battle royale. Then one mate will hunt for their intended; the two will share the feast, the pair will then engage in their own battle for dominance. The winner then gets top position, the loser, where else?” the prince explained in a casual manner. K-san leaned his head down to nuzzle his nose in the prince’s hair, then touched his lips to the tip of Vegeta’ slightly pointed ear. Inhaling deeply, the large warrior said, “I can’t wait.” A hard smack on the back was all he received in response. ‘Don’t even think I’ll let you sweet talk me out of the dominant position,’ the prince said through the mental link he shared with Kakarrot as the prince trailed his tail down his koi’s back. That caused the larger Saiyan to squirm in his seat. ‘I hope you mean action with that little gesture, my chibi,’ K-san replied through their mental link. “V-sama! My Saiyan beauty, how are you?” a voice called into the food court. The gathered party looked up from their meals and the prince inhaled a deep gasp. “V-Valeria! What on Minerva…Love, how are you?” he asked as he stood to greet the reptilian queen then he nodded to her court. “Parlissa, Chokarti, welcome. Please, join us!” Vegeta waved the group to seats, which they promptly occupied, however… “Zarbon! Oh, my prince, I didn’t see you in the corner, you lovely hunk of blue flesh! How does it go with you?” Queen Valeria exclaimed as she moved to embrace the blue prince. Zarbon returned the hug, embraced the queen then drew her into a deep passion filled kiss. “Mmmm, Valeria! It’s always good to see you. I should have joined with you when you made the offer,” the blue prince smiled as the queen slid onto his lap. Valeria caressed Zarbon’s smooth cheek and smiled boldly into his handsome face. “I forgive you, my love. You had to please that horrid white tyrant. I’m so glad to hear that he has finally been vanquished to the point where he could never be wished back. Thank you, Vegeta,” the reptile queen smiled and winked in the Saiyan prince’s direction. That prince merely shrugged. K-san hugged his koi. “My prince is so modest. He knows he loves the praise. Hey, how about some chardonblis ( a/n: chardonay + chablis) to celebrate with?” the large warrior suggested and snapped his fingers and a server appeared immediately between Kakarrot and the prince with a bow. “Fifteen bottles of chardonblis, now!” “Y-yes, Kakarrot-san,” the servant bowed then disappeared only to reappear with three cases. With assistance from the other food court servers, the one servant poured drinks for the entire group. “So, my queen, I did not see Valzon when I was last on the planet, how does my son?” Zarbon asked the reptile queen. A loud crash wash heard followed by a choking sound. “What? V-Valzon is y-your son?” Prince Vegeta choked out the question. Both Zarbon and Queen Valeria turned to eye the Saiyan prince. “I thought you knew, my little one? You know there were very few males born on Vincente who could match my passion and when you, Raditz and Zarbon had been sent to conquer my world, I was so awed at how gorgeous you all were. I made that deal with you, remember? I said that I would heal you all in exchange for your seed. Why do you think I was so eager to form the pretended alliance to Frieza? I fell in love with each one of you but knew that only two were old enough for me to actually bed. I do have a code of honor, my Saiyan prince, and bedding fourteen-year-old princes for pleasure was not in the bargain. I knew all about what Frieza was doing to you and it made me sick but I was powerless to help completely. However, I had promised your father that I would protect you as if you were my own son. I did as best I could until you came of age. But, to answer your question about Valzon, he is my son from Zarbon and Raviltria is my son from Raditz. I have also given my planet as refuge to many of that tyrant’s bi-racial offspring as had his baby brother, Frostbite. That’s one of the few Ice-jin I’ve ever willingly been with but that’s another story entirely,” Valeria rattled. Vegeta and Zarbon both stared at her in disbelief. Frieza had a baby brother? Both princes knew about Cooler and Glacier but a fourth spawn of King Cold? Unreal! “W-what--!” Vegeta stammered. “He’s nothing like his brothers or that old iceberg sire of his. He was raised entirely by his mother, Queen Igloo. They maybe Ice-jin but they are compassionate. Well, here’s to a united universe!” Valeria raised her glass and the others followed. Vegeta sat in silent thought then he excused himself. Queen Igloo and Prince Frostbite would be in attendance and chances were they would bring the half-breed children Frieza had forced Raditz, Zarbon and himself to bear. How was he gonna be able to handle facing those creatures he had never known? Hold it, Vegeta, that freak show told you they had all died in birth or he had killed them not soon after they had been born, so what are you freaking out over? The prince rose to head in the direction of the facilities when he stumbled a little off balance then…‘Kk, help me, koi!’ as he felt himself fall to the floor. K-san had been watching his mate and the enticing way his bushy tail swung behind him then he heard, ‘Kk, help me, koi!’ in an instant, K-san was by the prince’s side. “Vegeta, love are you all right?” the large Saiyan asked and as he caught the smaller Saiyan before he hit the floor completely. K-san assisted his love into the restroom and the prince had just enough time to latch hold of a wash bowl before his lunch made a return visit in the opposite direction. “K…Kk, I- don’t…!” the prince never completed his sentence before he passed out. ‘Trageta, Goten, Gohan, Raditz, twins, something’s happened to Vegeta!’ K-san called out mentally to whomever could receive him. Goten looked up from nuzzling Trageta. “Goten, koi, what is it?” Trageta asked, concern in his bright blue eyes. “I just picked up my dad! Something’s happened to your dad. He needs our help. Yours, too, Uncle Raditz, Uncle Kale, twins, Gohan,” Goten related his dad’s message then he got up to go to his dad’s location. The others followed. “Dad!” Trageta yelled when he saw his dad, blood pooled around both warriors. “Kakarrot, what happened to him?” the younger prince asked as he removed a leather jacket he had on to cover his dad. “O-I don’t know, but I do know I have to get him back to the palace, his life force is slipping! Tell the others and give them our apologies!” Kakarrot said and prepared to teleport them. “We’ll go with you. I wanna spar with the Outusans, anyway,” Raditz said as he and the twins lay hands on Kakarrot. “We will, I hope dad will be all right. We’ll tell the others,” Trageta and Goten left the older Saiyan siblings and their Outusans to return to the party in the food court. K-san then teleported the prince and himself back to the palace and straight to the medical center. “My God, commander, what happened to his highness?” Aquachest gasped when he saw the commander cradling the unconscious form of the royal prince, blood dripping from his underside. “I don’t know but he’s bleeding badly. He-he’s dying. Please help my mate,” the commander cried. Aquachest looked to a golden haired medic, who took the prince, lay him on a bed, and then the commander removed the prince’s boots and clothes. “Oh, my God! Crack him open, now! Thank God he’s unconscious!” Aquachest exclaimed. “Commander, fetch their majesties, please and your own Outusan as well,” the medic instructed. “What is it, is he dying?” the commander asked and Aquachest snickered. “Far from it, commander. Here, put your hand here,” the medic took K-san’s hand and placed it on Vegeta’s abdomen. K-san recoiled as if bitten by a viper. “W-what the…” “What did you feel, commander?” the medic asked. “I-I felt a chi, but that’s impossible! Vegeta can’t be…He’s not… is he?” K-san was speechless. Swallowing hard, K-san asked, “I-Is V-V-Vegeta c-c-carrying?” “About to deliver, commander. Congratulations,” the medic smiled. K-san promptly passed out cold.
“May as well all return to rest up for the celebration in a few hours,” Ariadne suggested and the group agreed. Taking hold of Goten, Trageta or Cilvanti, the group was then instantly transported back to the palace. Ariadne took the visitors to their rooms then located rooms for the Vincentians. The Saiya-jin went in search of the prince. K-san looked up with tear stained eyes-he had been revived so that the medics could operate on the prince. Kayla, who had recovered from her upset, held her mate and stroked his lush tail to calm him down. The princess smiled up at her nephews and near sons. “My brother is carrying,” she replied with a smile as she wiped silent tears from her mate’s face. Cilvanti screamed at the top of her lungs and began crying that her daddy wouldn’t love her anymore because he now had two new children he would love more and how she would no longer be ‘daddy’s little princess’. Endive hissed in disgust and flew at her, tackled her and crossed off her energy. “What’s the matter with you, Cilvi? You think poppa’s world should revolve around you alone? Well, it doesn’t! Face the fact, he has Rageta, Vegetzu, Teresahan, our new little sister and the one he’s carrying! Saiya-jin love their offspring evenly not one over another like it probably is on Earth! You’d better drop that jealousy, young lady, or you’ll not be welcomed in the royal house of Vegeta!” young Endive flew into his elder sister who lay beneath him with shocked eyes. Those who knew the two kids were just as shocked as Cilvanti was. Endive seemed such a passive child-in Saiyan aspects-and only reacted in battle, however, his female sibling was beginning to try his little nerves. Cilvanti growled, balled her fist, then shoved it into Endive’s face, the ball of energy that had sat in the palm of the young princess’ hand blasted the young prince towards a glass entryway, however, the inevitable crash never resulted. Endive’s flight was suddenly cut short by something enfolding him. Seeing this, Cilvanti jumped to her feet and flew towards the boy with her right fist extended to ram into her half brother’s chest. This action was thwarted, as the princess seemed to stop in motion. The two looked up to see who or what would have the temerity to intervene in their fight! They gasped then hung their heads when they locked eyes with their Uncle Raditz and Vegeta Ou. The adults lifted the chimps by the scuffs of their necks, held them high off the ground and glared angrily into black and blue eyes. “Would you mind telling me what that was all about?” the Ou hissed as he dropped Endive and Raditz dropped Cilvanti to the floor. The two would not look up. Both their faces were red with shame, however, “Permission to speak, my Ou,” Endive requested from his bowed position. “Permission granted, young prince,” the Ou replied. “I got tired of her bellyaching about how she wouldn’t be Outusan’s little princess anymore. She needs to be taught her station, my Ou,” the young boy spoke, sounding much like the prince to the surprise of the adults gathered. The king was floored but he held himself well. “What would you suggest, Oujibimi (Ouji +chibi + mi)?” the Ou asked with a nod of his head. ‘Tying her between two posts and firing chi blasts at her sounds fun,’ the little prince thought in a tone like his Outusan. The king laughed as did Raditz and the Ou lifted the boy into his arms and shouldered him. “Ha, ha, my little Oujibi, I know she’s a spoiled brat but I doubt even your Outusan would approve of that although, the method would be the correct course of action,” the king replied. Endive looked at the Ou with wide black eyes. “You heard me, Poppa Ou, Uncle Raditz? I didn’t think we were linked,” the small prince hung his head. “We all share a common link because we’re family. I will turn her over to her majesty for the next few years to be taught the ways of being a proper Saiyan female and her station in existence. Now, enough nonsense from the two of you, save it for the battle arena after dinner. We should check on your Outusan,” the Ou remarked and entered the waiting area of the medical center. “This garden is a veritable Eden! It’s so peaceful!” Bulma remarked as she studied a perfusion of blooms. Touching her nose to one blossom, she inhaled the deep spiceberry scent. “Mmmm, what kind of bloom is this? I remember smelling this when we were on Vegeta’s island before we came up here,” the blue haired Earth woman remarked. “That is called the berrycynth. It is Prince Vegeta’s favorite of all flowers. He once told me how he had sneaked into the royal garden to pick a bouquet for a girl he had injured during a sparring match. He said the queen wore that scent like most of us here wear ambrosia,” Ariadne nodded as she revealed some of her prince’s hidden secrets. “Prince Vegeta likes these flowers? I can’t see him liking anything this delicate and nice smelling nor can I imagine him giving a bouquet to a girl,” Bulma remarked in a sarcastic fashion but then began to laugh riotously. This caused the rest of the Z team to laugh as well. “Is it so surprising that he has an artistic soul within his warrior exterior? Remember the music at the Plantation? That was his singing. He is this planet’s protector and music idol. He is also a premiere artist. I can’t name a single Minervian female who doesn’t dream of him singing just to her but we all know he would never do that. He has Commander Kakarrot and that is as it should be,” the princess continued. Bulma, Chi-Chi and the other Z-Sensi stood amazed. Vegeta a music star, planet protector and artist? Plus he loved a flower whose scent his mother wore? Why had he kept all those things hidden? Well, hidden from those he considered inferior to his high intelligence, which was usually reflected, in his haughty arrogance. “What else do you know of his highness, like why does he prefer a male over a female?” Bulma asked more out of curiosity. “That is a dark Saiya-jin thing that I have no information on and if I did, I certainly would not impart it to you. I have said too much about my prince as it is. Let us return. We need prepare for the celebration,” Ariadne nodded and led the group back into the palace.
“Kk,” he said as he drifted in and out of consciousness and attempted to move. “Shh, koi, don’t move. The medics have to operate,” K-san replied as he trailed the back of his fingers across Vegeta’s cheek. ‘What happened to me?’ the prince asked across the link the two shared. ‘You blacked out, love, but you’ll be fine once the medics remove the cause. Hush, I’m right here with you. I love you,’ K-san replied through the same link. ‘Love you, too, big boy,’ the prince snickered. “Ready commander?” Aquachest asked and K-san nodded. The medic made an incision above the prince’s pelvis. The medics had numbed the area before the operation. K-san looked on in amazement. Was that how they had removed Roma from his body? That explained the incision the commander had noticed on Vegeta’s stomach. That must have been how the others had been brought forth. K-san began to wonder at Queen Valeria’s words from lunchtime, however, his thoughts were cut short by a piercing wail. Vegeta, who had just drifted back into unconsciousness, came full awake at the sound. His eyes sprang open. “Kk, what’s that? I-it sounds like a chimp! I-it isn’t princess is it?” the prince slurred as his eyes began to close but he fought to stay alert. K-san leaned down and kissed Vegeta then accepted the wailing creature from Aquachest, who had cleaned whatever muck had been in the chimp’s mouth. K-san drew the life cord to his mate’s lips. “Here, koi, bite,” the commander offered the prince a section of cord. Vegeta cast a wary eye at his mate. He took the cord and pulled on it then winced as he found it was coming from his body. “Kakarrot! This thing’s attached to me! I don’t understand, I was told that I couldn’t breed!” the prince could not contain the water falling from his eyes. “No, my prince, what Telchion had told you was that it would be dangerous for you to breed. After he had seen what carrying that white devil’s spawn had done to your breeding system, it was a word of precaution. Then you delivered Prince Rageta and Princess Teresahan and now this fine, strong boy. Congratulations. It seems that being with Commander Kakarrot has returned your system to its normal Saiyan state and if you take one another tonight at moonrise, the pair of you will deliver six months from now. You two know what to do, I’ll get the others,” Celerion smiled as the two dads looked at one another. “Ready, mi koi?” K-san asked the prince who nodded, took his length of cord and together they bit down to sever the tie from infant to parent. “Poppa!” a high pitched raspy voice squealed and a body flew towards the prince, however, it was caught before it could land. “Uncle Kakarrot…?” It was Prince Endive, scowling in distaste for having been cut short of his goal. “Poppa’s still attached, boy, you wanna injure him and your little brother?” the commander asked as he lowered Prince Endive carefully onto his large leg so the boy could see the chimp. “My brother! He don’t look like me, he looks like Uncle Raditz!” Endive said after he had taken a bite of the cord then gave a lick to start cleaning the chimp. The prince looked at the infant in his arms and sure enough, the child did look incredibly a lot like his and Kakarrot’s eldest brother. “One side, brat, and let me see!” a deep voice boomed from above as the aforementioned Saiyan shoved his way over to view his new nephew. “Mmmm, noisy thing isn’t it? I see a lot of Kakarrot in him but that stands to reason. Not bad, my brothers, not on either one of them nor on Teresahan,” the large Saiyan remarked as he looked at his niece. The prince cast a hard glare at his elder brother. “You would wail like this too if you were hungry and had just entered into a very strange environ,” the prince reprimanded the larger Saiyan. “You two look cute by the way,” Vegeta chuckled at the sight of both his elder and younger brothers with their tails around one another’s waists. The two flushed but made no reply then they stepped away from the proud parents. As with the infant princess, the family passed the infant prince around to bite the cord and clean him leaving his more private parts for the parents to clean as they had with the princess. While the cleaning process was going forth, a nurse left to go and retrieve the infant princess and returned with not only the infant princess but also two huge objects that resembled diver’s tanks and Aquachest stitched up his patient. “So, what are these chimps to be called as Bardock and I will be the ones to name them?” Vegeta Ou requested as he stood beside his son and near son. “Well, her highness is to be called Roma. This one,” Vegeta Ouji regarded his son as the chimp drank greedily from the tube that led from the tank. Princess Roma was doing the same as she snuggled in the commander’s arms. Kakarrot looked at their son and smiled. “Well, since you were drinking chardonblis at the time, why not name him that?” the large Saiyan suggested. “Chardonblis? That’s not even a Saiyan name, koi!” Vegeta rebuked and looked down at the bundle in his arms. A pair of bright black eyes and a smiling infant met his gaze. “Oh, you like that, huh? Chardonblis, eh?” the prince asked and the infant squealed although he had just been delivered. “I believe he accepts that moniker, my Ouji. Is it acceptable to you?” the Ou inquired and the Ouji nodded. “Chardonblis Bardock Vegeta,” the prince pronounced. “Well, since he’s to carry his Grandsires names, then she should carry her grand dames names and shall be called Roma Onya Sunrissa,” the king nodded and all agreed with the naming. “Poppa, may I talk with you alone?” Prince Endive asked. “I’m sure it can be discussed amongst the others but if it is of import, I shall. Cerainami, could you take Chardonblis? Thank you. The rest of you prepare for the celebration. I shall speak with my young prince,” Vegeta nodded as he dismissed the families. Once the room had emptied, the young prince jumped off the bed and bowed to his Outusan. “It pains me to report that Princess Cilvanti is not happy because she feels you will love Roma above her and that she will no longer be your little princess,” Endive said from his bowed position. “No one likes a tattler, young prince, however, in this case, I thank you for your information,” Outusan Vegeta nodded. “What’re you gonna do about her? Her petty jealousy is nerve wracking!” the young prince sneered. Vegeta regarded his son with surprised eyes then sobered. “What would you suggest I do to punish her?” the prince asked with an edge to his voice. That young half-bred female child of his was beginning to grate on his nerves as day by day she grew more and more like the shrew that pushed her into the universe. “Remember, her mother is a sub-creature who I should have exterminated long ago but…That was the old Prince Vegeta. I will talk with her when I’m released,” the prince sighed wearily. “You may go.” Endive nodded. “Yes, poppa. Shall I send the medic in to check on you?” he asked and received a nod of affirmation then the young prince rose and left. A few seconds following Endive’s departure, Celerion and Kakarrot entered the prince’s room. “Well, feeling the thing? Ready to leave this place?” the medic asked. “I am. I have a half Earth bred Saiyan princess to set straight. Kakarrot, have you a senzu about you?” Vegeta asked and his mate pulled a magic bean from his jeans’ pocket and placed it in the prince’s mouth. Instantaneously, Vegeta felt his energy return and he sprang from the bed. “Come, koi, let’s get ready for the presentation,” and with that the two warriors teleported from the medical center and into the prince’s bed chamber. ~ * ~ |
