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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" WARNING! SHOUNEN AI. FLUFF. ENOUGH SWEETNESS TO MAKE THE TEETH HURT. OOCNESS. YAOI. BRIEF CROSSOVER WITH YU YU HAKOSHU AND POKEMON! DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN YYH, DBZ NOR PKMN, JUST SOME UNFAMILIAR CHARS AND A FEW RACES.
THE CCWC REVISITED Twin moans escaped the royal chamber as the prince and his love had awakened and gone to wash away their early in the morning activity. Kakarrot awoke to find his prince up and walking with Roma and feeding her. The little princess had become quite restless even after a second injection of venom. The two mighty Saiyans had been awakened by the painful wails of their near twin offspring. Chardonblis had picked upon his elder sister’s distress and screamed, which startled the two powerhouses. Vegeta took Roma and had given her a tiny injection to stabilize her and Kakarrot held Chardonblis, both walked and stroked the infants’ tails to calm them down. The pair had just gotten the smaller pair quieted when a bright light appeared. After the glow died a huge pink being with white hair stood by the entry door. “Kobito, what brings you here?” the prince asked, trying to hide his nervousness, as the appearance of Kaioshin’s right hand could not be good news. “My master said you needed help with the chibi. I will restore her energy and heal her,” Kobito nodded, stretched forth his hand over Roma and a golden glow emitted from his palm. Vegeta clenched his teeth. Why hadn’t he thought to do that? He could have healed his own child but was grateful shin had intervened as the Supreme Kai was beginning to develop an interest in their little quadrant of the universe. ‘So nice of him to finally become aware of this little mud ball after it’s been spared from a being he could not defeat himself. Leave it mortals to show immortals how to do their own jobs,’ the prince snickered to himself as he watched the glow from Kobito’s hand lessen in strength. “Complete. Shin says he will keep a closer eye on his new comrades as well as the rest of the universe. Whenever you need assistance, one of us will be a thought away, not that I understand why but I think he’s a little soft on Kakarrot and Gohan,” Kobito said, his voice hard. “Then it’s a good thing they both are fairly and fully bonded and will kill over their mates. Tell Shin ‘thank you,’ and if we really desire his nose in our affairs, we will invite him,” Vegeta said in a dismissive tone but his eyes did not reflect the edge his voice had. The prince’s eyes were those of a parent who had nearly lost a child and was given back that miracle to fulfill its destiny. Kobito bade the two mighty Saiya-jin good-bye then phased from the room. The two Saiyans looked and found the infants sound asleep, thus left the prince’s chamber and returned them to their cribs. “Well, love, what d’ya wanna do, now?” Kakarrot asked as they walked tail to tail down the long hallway where the royal sleeping quarters were located. Vegeta spun closer to his mate and pressed himself into the taller Saiyan as he entwined his arms about the neck of the larger one. Breathing deeply the scent of melted chocolate and honey that seemed a permanent part of his large mate, the prince arched up and Kakarrot know what he wanted. Without delay, Kakarrot’s head descended, his lips took hold of Vegeta’s and the two lost themselves in deep mid- blowing, soul-stirring kisses, their fingers tangled in one another’s long cascading ebony waterfall know as hair. “I-I seam to recall…s-someone…w-wanting to race me to a chess board. If he has the desire to…Winner gets dominant,” Vegeta panted and lightly pushed against his mate who reluctantly turned the enticing vision of his scantily clad lover away from his strong hold, straightened then the two took off at a blinding rate to the game/music room. The two had been playing for four hours when Kakarrot’s internal alarm sounded and disturbed his concentration. “Go get something to eat while I make my move,” Vegeta suggested and his opponent did so. Five minutes later, Kakarrot returned to the game room with an arm-load of food to find his prince/mate with a triumphant smile on his face. “Game over, mi amour. Checkmate, I’ve won,” the prince purred as he slowly got up from the board and glided over to his mate. “Let’s take this snack to our room and make real good use of it,” Vegeta smiled and took a portion of the food Kakarrot had. The game had actually ended in a draw but Vegeta always knew how to say things in just a certain order as to either bluff or be cunning and devious if he wanted something and he wanted to be dominant. Nonetheless, the two carried the food back to Vegeta’s room and laid it on a wide table in the sitting room. “Remember that night we finally bonded and it all began right here. I made us some pasta?” Vegeta took a tub of sour cream and chives and began to open it. “That was the night just before Ceraina came back. Man did we have fun at the cottage that night. You were an animal! You acted like you had never had it before,” Kakarrot smiled as he opened a jar of chocolate sauce. Vegeta flushed and turned his head to hide the deep red tint to his cheeks. “I-I hadn’t, not like that anyway and only since becoming involved with you. Sure Raditz and I had been intimates but he controlled that as I was too young to know about the ways of such things. I was forced to be submissive when I was the slave of that Ice-jin. I took the dominant role with the woman because that’s how it was on the home planet, but with you! I still get tremors when I think about it! When I saw it during the bond…I exploded outside of you,” Vegeta’s voice was a ghost of a whisper. “You, too? I was done for! I’m surprised we did manage to go again after that!” the large warrior exclaimed then encircled his mate’s forefinger with his lips as Vegeta had dipped the digit in both the sour cream and the chocolate sauce. “I had never experienced the total give and take, not one over the other but solid equals, sharing themselves. I’m sorry for all those wasted years between us. I never knew I could be so in control yet so willing to bend with just a whisper from you, but then that had always been. It was so hard trying to fit in. Trying to be something I was not. I could not be an underling, never gave in to an enemy, never broke… Until you! I never understood why you were so adamant about being an Earthling, even to deny your true heritage to my face! Do you know what it felt like to have the last full blood, at the time deny me as his prince. Yes, I know I had my sons at the time but we were the last adults that I knew of. Your brother was dead and I only had screwball as a companion. I’m glad I never bore for him. I’d kill it just to be merciful. When I saw you go against that baka and tear him to shreds, I saw the fire of our entire race embodied in you. I killed Nappa so that I could have you and I wanted you. I would have killed for you, but you said no. That one little word tore my entire foundation from under me. With one little word, you toppled the tiny tyrant of the universe and turned him into a quivering, sniveling brat who wanted to run home to his mommy and cry for two weeks,” the prince sniffed at an errant tear that did escape. Shaking his head, the prince dug his finger into the sour cream and chocolate, brought the digit to his mouth and lapped at the goo that dripped in long slow streams down the side of Vegeta’s mouth. Unable to resist the sight, Kakarrot leaned in to lap at the dripping chocolate then tenderly kissed his mate. “I’m sorry, my prince. Forgive me? It’s taken living with you over the last four years on a continual basis, being around you, seeing you live as a wild, untamable force. Allowing me to come and go, pushing me away at certain times…I’m glad you did because I would not have been able to control myself. That’s when you had the sweetest scent pouring off you!” Vegeta forgot his upset at remembering the early days and looked at his mate with an open mouth. “I couldn’t be around you those times because your scent would drive me totally berserk, like now! But I can’t be in heat; we go in heat about once every ten years, unless because we’re breeding males, our cycle is different. Oh, what the hell, I’m muttering on about nothing anyway. Lay down and I’ll feed you,” Vegeta’s voice reclaimed its playful purr. Kakarrot did so and the prince took all the food stuffs, spread them around his love and commenced to feeding the large warrior and dining from him as well. The final cap was when Vegeta scooped a large amount of sour cream in his right hand and spread it over his mate’s large chest. He then took the open jar of chocolate then opened a jar of honey and poured the two on top of the sour cream, then began to lap at the mixture. Kakarrot writhed in excruciating pleasured pain as his engorged shaft was taken into his mate’s small mouth. Vegeta had slathered the mixture onto his mate’s love tool and after a torturous tongue bath to clean Kakarrot’s chest, the prince concentrated on his mate’s pleasure zone. Kakarrot could not hold back and shot deep into his mate’s throat. Although he had given little thought to his own pleasure, the mix of chocolate, sour cream and honey along with K-san’s natural cinnaspice flavored juice caused the prince himself to erupt into the deep dark blue shag carpet in the sitting room. “Oh, good God, Vegeta, that that was incredible! I can’t see anything but fireworks!” Kakarrot moaned as he tried to clear his swirling vision. “I’m glad you liked it, koi. Come, love, we must ready ourselves for this carnival. Let’s go wash and you can take me in the shower like before,” the prince smirked. “Aww, I can’t lap chocolate-sour-honey cream off of you?” the large Saiyan pouted as his mate got to his feet. “Grab the sour cream and honey,” Vegeta smirked as he took the jar of chocolate and headed into his bedchamber and the wash. Following their wash, the two separated in order to dress as Vegeta wanted his attire to be a surprise and, after much kissing, hugging and tail pulling, Kakarrot departed, only to be rewarded fifteen minutes later when his mate joined the entire large half-ling family and the others for breakfast. Both Raditz and Kakarrot noted their brother straight off and gasped on what they had just put in their mouths. “Good- “ God!” the brothers gasped simultaneously. “God, Vegeta, you ah…Um…You’re not wearing that are you?” Raditz gaped, his mouth dry from the vision his little brother presented. Kakarrot had been rendered completely speechless and had lost his ability to form an intelligible sentence and could only utter words in another language, which took the prince (ss) by surprise. “When did you learn Itanese, K-san, I never taught it you?!” Vegeta (Velmora) shook his (her) head of deep mahogany copper that held the glow of burnished copper as the sun’s rays fell against the long locks. “Must be the part of you in me, love. God, you look delicious,” the second largest Saiyan smirked as he embraced his mate. “You look beautiful and smell like berry-rose-cynths!” Kakarrot inhaled Vegeta’s scent deeply into his nasal passage. “You’re gorgeous, y’know that?’ K-san remarked in a whisper, as he knew his love embarrassed easily at such comments then nuzzled the prince’s neck and gave a lick to the mark that was evident of ‘ownership’. “You don’t look so bad yourself, koi. C’mon, I seem to have noticed quite a number of youngsters with your other offspring. I take it that while we were fussing over our chibi, they rounded up their brood. I know they’ll want to meet their gran-pere and get to know him,” the Ouji (o) nodded, pushed the excited larger Saiyan away then playfully slapped him with his (her) bushy tail. Taking his mate’s hand, Vegeta moved to the dining area. The prince had adorned a one-piece spandex short sleeved/short pant-bodysuit of royal blue, the same color as his usual training spandex. Over that outfit, he wore a two piece short set, the print of which was various shades of blue mixed with black to give the outfit a camouflage motif. This made him the mouth-watering vision that had nearly caused the hearts of his brother and mate to cease functioning. However, the eyes of the other Saiya-jin gathered had bulged at the sight of the walking piece of art the prince presented. Vegeta had strapped on a pair of black and light blue sandals and had a pair of cat’s eye framed sunglasses tucked into the pocket of his shirt. Any other time, it would have been an argument of universal war proportions to get the prince into clothing as revealing as what he had on. He reasoned that since this was a special occasion and nearing his end time on this out of the way mud ball, he thought he’d leave with a bang. It would be more like an explosion once he made his appearance in public if the reaction he caused in the little kingdom was any indication. Nonetheless, as the prince had noted, his mate hadn’t looked so bad himself. In fact, Kakarrot looked just as enticing in the navy blue pocket T- hirt that molded to every muscle of his large broad chest and the loose fitting orange runner’s shorts that made his long muscled legs appear longer. Underneath the shorts and shirt, Vegeta caught sight of the top ridge of short blue body suit as well as a few teasing chest hairs that managed to peep through to tease the over sensitive demi-monarch. Unlike, the prince, who for the first time on Earth had ever donned a pair of sandals to wear in public, Kakarrot had tied on a pair of blue striped white Nike walking shoes and white sport socks. Although his dress was casual and he rested in his easy going air, Kakarrot still lit the fire of desire in the pit of the Ouji’s stomach. Both Saiya-jin let their tail length hair swing freely but the prince had taken extra care on his so that it gleamed like burnished copper in the sun. Kakarrot had not been so careful even though he now had a private valet to assist him in his grooming; thus, Kakarrot’s spikes were knotted and tangled in some places. Well, what did he expect, humans didn’t groom the way Saiya-jin did, so he’d have to make his mate presentable. As the prince moved through the crowd with his mate, the demi-Saiya-jin who had just arrived were completely shocked at what they witnessed. Kakarrot’s elder children had just begun to accept the idea that they had a male parent who could give birth, they were not prepared to witness said parent exchanging a deep ground-moving kiss with the prince! “That is so…I had no idea dad was like that! I-I mean, I’m still getting over the idea that he was the one who birthed us!” Areena, Kakarrot’s third eldest daughter, grimaced as she tried to shield the eyes of her four small children from the sight of their grandfather and another male. Teresahan, Cilvanti and several other full blood Saiyan females had been sitting beside Kakarrot’s seven eldest when Areena made the comment and the elder of the pure-bred sisters put her hand on her sib’s shoulder. The other six female sibs were present and echoed Areena’s displeasure. “For you, I understand how strange it is to find out you were male born. For me, it was amazing! Matu would tell me about my provider daddy as he took care of me. If you had had a chance to be raised by your Saiyan parent, it wouldn’t bother you. My brothers are both male-born. It is an honor among our people, the Saiya-jin, to be a female born of male. We are also among the strongest to ever be born and have the higher percentage rate of reaching Femzoro and can achieve Super Saiyan easier than most without life draining training. Have you trained with Outusan, yet?” Teray asked her seven female sibs, who shook their heads. “Is he very rough? I mean-?” Serena, sister number four, fretted. “Outusan is one of the strongest warriors to ever grace the universe but he does hold back and he will as will Gohan and Goten. My Matusan is not so gentle, but then he’s not supposed to be, he’s our prince and the epitome of our entire race! Until recently, Matusan told me the race was ruthless and had been enslaved by a thing called Frieza who used our race to murder and purge planets for him. That beast had taken my prince as his personal slave, destroyed the home planet and turned my Matusan inside out. But I am rambling. You’ll get used to seeing same gender relations although the other way is also practiced. Matusan says there weren’t a lot of females on his former home planet, so the men were altered to accept the place and function of the femme,” Teray attempted to allay her sisters’ concerns about training. “My daddy’s stronger than Kakarrot will ever be!” Cilvanti piped up as she gnawed on a dinosaur bone, fruit, fried leaves and rice. The other girls shook their heads. Their new- found family was very strange but very loveable and non- blaming, at least at the moment. Little Vegeta was a different sight by day as Kakarrot’s elder children had arrived near darkness and could not see the sights the little paradise offered. As the fourteen new arrivals, who had gone to retrieve their own children sat, they looked around and noted how peaceful the surroundings were and how lush and tropical. By day, the others could now see things on their new family they could not when they arrived and they all noted that the majority of the populace sported fuzzy brown, tan or black belts around their waists, all had spiked hair in some array, angular eyes and pointed ears. It was also not hard to miss how physically attractive the race was and how desirable certain members were over others and of special attraction was his royal highness and the air of arrogance and pride that engulfed him. Shaking off the amazement at such a fine specimen, conversation resumed. “So, what’s these belt you all seem to wear around your waists?” Serena asked as she fed her new born baby son. Kakarrot’s elder children each had four children a piece of various ages, the youngest being a month old. However, Serena had nine children but could only locate four of them because they had all been sent to different foster homes. The residents of the posh neighborhood she and her family lived in had declared her an unfit mother. Her husband was a rock musician who had gone on tour. Not soon after he left did her nightmare begin, her house was broken into, her children snatched and placed in ‘protective custody,’ and herself thrown into jail, labeled unfit. “What, our tails? You never had tails? They’re really great! You can hang from a tree, lift things, use it for balance, in battle and as an extra hand,” Cilvi explained to all the others gathered and uncurled her own tail from her waist. “It’s so soft and very sensitive. Watch any of the couples and see how they use their tails,” the younger princess continued. “Why is Outusan with the prince? Couldn’t he have one of the females?” Areena asked, shivering slightly at the sight and thought of her dad making it with another of his gender. “We need to re-educate you all. We are Saiya-jin and we come from another planet, not Earth. Vegeta is the prince; Kakarrot is his chosen mate. Both had females for a time here on Earth but after some time those relations ran aground. Then the two had Saiyan females but Kakarrot’s had made a betrothal with one our race is at odds with and Vegeta’s female just transcended this existence. The prince and Kakarrot had been mated when all this happened. Our race is not hung up on gender, as the inhabitants of this planet seem to be, so same gender pairings don’t phase us. It’s more common between males than females as it’s easier for them to bond to one another, like magnets and it’s a much stronger bond than any that exists. If true love ever existed, it exists in the male Saiyan bond. Once bonded soul to soul and mind to mind, there is nothing the two won’t do for one another,” it was Tormatanna, Kale’s mate who explained about their race. “That is so weird. So, do you have a mate, Tormatanna?” Akannia asked and the female Saiyan nodded then pointed to a young Saiyan who sat with the prince, Kakarrot and another Saiyan male. “See the young Saiyan who looks like the prince, that’s Prince Kale, Prince Vegeta’s little brother and his bond mate, Collyard and Collyard’s twelve children. I’m breeding, so Kale will stay away from me until I deliver but being that he is an open male and capable of breeding, he and I won’t be making it as often as if he had not met his male amour,” Tormatanna remarked. “And you’re ok with a that?” Tonianne, sister five, looked at the Saiyan female as if she had just came to earth. “Well, yeah. I’ve provided Prince Kale with five offspring; this one is number six. All the babes will be returning to Kale with the others. Cilantra, Cornelia and myself will remain here until our time comes to deliver. Are we jealous that our males seek out one another? No, because that is what way of our race. In the old days there were very few females, so the males had to be altered to take on the female duties. I know how overwhelming this all is, but in time and with us for the next six months, you’ll come to understand it. Now, I sense my brother-in-law will want to depart soon, so ready your chimps after we’re done here,” the elder female Saiyan smiled and the girls resumed feeding and chatting.
“So dad, what about that bushy thing around your waist?” Trevon, Kakarrot’s third son, asked as he admired his Outusan and the prince’s tails. “These? These are our tails! They’re different because we’re at a different level of power than everyone else. My mate and I are both-” “Kakarrot, no, they’re not ready! We must restore their tails then we’ll tell them. Now, I suggest we finish up here, ready the chimps and chibis elder than three months of age then we’ll get started even though the carnival doesn’t open for awhile,” Vegeta told those gathered then he rose from his seat to address the crowd in general. “All breeding females will remain here with the newborns and chibis up to three months. Those of you who wish not to attend remain where you are. Those of you who wish to accompany us to the Water Carnival, I suggest you get yourselves along, ready your chimps and chibis of age and yourselves. I will allot two hours for the task to be completed. Anyone not present at eight hundred hours will be left behind. Carry on,” Vegeta nodded then headed for the palace. Kakarrot then followed the prince, his two brothers, their mates and offspring, followed behind the second largest Saiyan and they all headed to the palace. Trageta, Goten, and their eight walking offspring joined the line as did Kakarrot’s fourteen children and fifty-six grand children. Gohan and Piccolo brought up the rear along with Teresahan and Cilvi. From behind the royal couple, a body ran to towards the pair, however… “AHHH! Put me down! I wasn’t gonna hurt him!” a voice laced with struggle sounded from behind. Vegeta and Kakarrot stopped and immediately Kakarrot put his tail around his mate and stood in front of him, a growl emitted from the big warrior. “He’s mine! You try that again and I’ll bitch slap you so hard it’ll send you to planet Reesus-3!” Kakarrot snarled. The prince looked up at his mate with confusion in his eyes but then his nose gave him the answer he was about to request from his mate. The prince looked and found that Raditz had Kakarrot’s first son, Jahrid (he’d been raised in India) by the scruff of his neck and held him off the ground. The scent from the boy told the royal couple the boy had entered his season. Tossing his long copper mahogany locks, Vegeta said, “Raditz, toss him in the river to cool him down! I will not have rutting children challenge their Outusan over me. I bare his mark and therefore am his alone. Any of you with half a brain and think to challenge Kakarrot, be my guest, but be warned, he can and will bitch slap you to Reesus-3 and further. No more shenanigans, this is to be a family day and little else,” Vegeta addressed the crowd at large, gave his mate a brief glance and Kakarrot nodded then the two transmitted to the palace ahead of the others. Once in the palace, the royal couple moved straight to the family sitting room where they stood in a tight embrace and an even tighter lip exchange. “I can’t believe he’d be so stupid as to try and challenge me for you! Can’t he feel my ki will gobble him alive? I’ll have to give those boys a lesson in pain they won’t forget. They’ll never challenge me again as long as I let them live. I claimed my right to you and I’ll never give it up,” Kakarrot embraced his mate in a tight hold, caressed his bare legs with his Pilzara tail then took strong possession of the prince’s lips. The prince melted into the sensations his mate was calling forth from his body. “You’re teasing me and you know how I hate that, especially since we can’t do anything about it. You know, you’re hair’s a mess, koi?” Vegeta kissed his mate back; a smile for the big man only and his lean fingers played in Kakarrot’s hair. “So, do something about it, me petite un,” the large Saiyan moved to nip the outer ridge of his mate’s sensitive ear. “I think its you two who need the river bath! So, what’s this place we’re going to about?” a mid-ranged baritone voice spoke from aside the couple. The prince and Kakarrot broke their kiss but not their hold on one another to find those Saiya-jin who were ready for the carnival surrounding them. Reluctantly, the two loosened their embrace and moved to sit on the floor in front of a huge television screen. “Mind your own, big brother. If you’d quit being such a hard ass and loosen up more, you’d be acting like us as well. I’m sure Tormataeo would appreciate it,” the prince smirked as he took up a keyboard and the TV remote control. The screen flared to life and the prince typed in commands to the keyboard, which then transmitted to the screen. “What’s that, little brother?” Raditz asked as he sprawled out on the floor. His mate’s toddler offspring pounced on him then buried her small hands in his hair. “You like my hair, don’t you, Bree?” the large Saiyan asked the smiling toddler as he rolled over to take hold of the infant and nuzzle her as if she were his own. “She’s fallen hard for you, mate of mine. I wish we could take her with us, koi, but I won’t upset the status quo, I know how the Saiya-jin pride themselves on purity,” Tormataeo sighed as he sat behind his big mate to pick the knots from his hair. Vegeta looked up at the little family as did Kale who smiled. “Y’know, not all of Kale is inhabited, big brother. I’ve been thinking, since Colly and I have gotten together that the four of us could settle on another part of the planet and start a new colony. We’ll raise the chimps until they can support themselves, then we’ll send them back here to live. How does that sound?” Kale suggested, imitating Taeo’s activity of de-knotting his mate’s hair. “Why should I make the decision? Kale, it’s your life and your mate…I think it’s a grand idea,” the elder prince nodded the smiled. “Here we are. Gather round,” Vegeta invited those who were present in the room. “To answer you, my brother, its called webTV. It’s just something on this planet I found that amused and fascinated me. So along with the multi channel satellite, I invested in this play toy to surf the Intergalactic net, not just the World Wide Web,” the prince informed his elder brother. Those in the room gathered around the 65” TV. “What’s this, poppa?” Endive asked in Saiyago. All conversation had been in the native language-as the young prince snuggled under his dad’s left arm and Cilvi did to his right. “This is where we’re going today, son. It’s changed a lot since I last attended. It looks more like a full- fledged amusement park centered around both land and sea,” Vegeta remarked. “Hey, let’s take the virtual tour, daddy!” Cilvi pointed to an icon marked ‘VT.’ “All right, chimp, after daddy checks the important part,” Vegeta said as he clicked on the ticked booth image to bring up the price list. Akannia sat beside her dad and looked up at him. “Uh, dad…ma…whatever, may I ask you a question?” she spoke slowly and Kakarrot nodded. “What language are they speaking? I know nearly every language on this planet, but I have never heard this language! Is it some lost tongue and can I learn it? It has the most rhythmic sound to it. When I listen to it, at times it sounds Gaelic, then Celtic, French, Hellenic and New Latin,” Akannia said. Kakarrot smiled. “It’s the language of the Saiyan’s home planet, Vegetasei. It’s called Saiyago,” Outusan K replied. “You will be required to learn it as it is the primary language of this place and our new home planet of Kale. You will need to have knowledge of the tongue in order to understand the other part of your make up,” Vegeta replied, he had heard the question then he found what he was looking for. Gasps of shock and surprise emitted from Kakarrot’s fourteen children. “Those prices are outrageous! How do they expect a person who’d just lost their job to afford such luxury!” Eunice, daughter number two, exclaimed as entry prices ranged from Y45 to Y1000 for a group. “Mommy, you promised that this year we could go!” Eunice’s son, David whined. “Saiya-jin don’t whine, brat! That’s reasonable for an all day stay. Besides, group rates are usually a bit better than the individual rates are, and I’d say the lot of us, constitute a group. Besides, I’m the one paying for us, so why worry yourself over nothing? Now, let’s take a brief tour to map out what we’ll do. Han!” Vegeta called and a well-dressed butler appeared with a bow. “Yes, sire?” Han asked in the Saiyan Earth tongue since the servant was an Earthling. “Bring two hundred scouters and have Skitters prepare what we’ll need like towels, umbrellas and such,” Vegeta instructed and Han left to carry out the demi- monarch’s request. “All demi-Saiya-jin, slather all exposed body parts with sunscreen and the chimps as well. I’d rather not deal with burnt brats and angry momma’s blaming me for exposing their little angels to the harshness of the season,” Vegeta said as he maneuvered through the park on the virtual tour. “Hey, wow! Matusan, look at that coaster! Can we ride it?” Teresahan squealed as the tour passed a hyper coaster that looked as if it would kill the average human. She had been grooming Kakarrot, who had fallen asleep slumping forward. “Of course, once we get daddy K up, get the equipment and get there but I’m not driving today and flying…? All right, group, let’s get ready, we have a long flight ahead of us,” the prince said as he logged off the webTV. After putting down the keyboard, he turned his head to his dosing mate, dribble seeping from that one’s mouth indicating a deep slumber. Shaking his head, Vegeta took a tissue from a dark blue woven covered box on the table and dabbed away the moisture, then the prince moved around his large mate, snaked his arms around his mate’s neck and raised so that he could take his koi’s lips with his own. “K-san. Kk, wake up, sleeping beauty,” the prince purred in a sing song voice into Kakarrot’s ear, then the smaller Saiyan transmitted behind his mate and leaned over his shoulder. “Kk, lunch time!” then Vegeta stood back. “LUNCH! Where?” The second largest warrior looked around in a confused manner. He had toppled both his daughters to backwards, however, Teresahan giggled with laughter and Akannia looked slightly annoyed. Vegeta grabbed hold of his mate, “Right here, baby,” he said and crushed his lips to his koi’s who embraced his lithe frame tightly. Vegeta slowly broke the embrace and looked up into Kakarrot’s eyes that were glossed with passion. “That’s unfair, y’know. How do you expect me to go on when you’ve whet my appetite for something more than food?” Kakarrot moaned as he rubbed against his royal mate who grunted in response. “Oh, you’ll live, mi koi. Go wash your face then well go. We’ll stop at the MAC, I’ll draw out the needy cash and feed you and the kids,” the prince smirked at his other half, spun from the embrace then smacked K-san with his tail on the behind. “Mine,” Vegeta snarled as the other warrior made his way to the wash. “You’re pathetic, my prince, you know that? You’re flushed clear to the ‘M’ formed hair line,” Raditz shook his head, then he lowered his gaze. “I-I wish I was my brother, now. He walked away with my prize,” the larger of the two large Saiya-jin sighed as he blinked against moisture in his black eyes. Vegeta regarded Raditz with indifference. “You had your go at me. You taught me what I know and I’m grateful, but he earned me, Raditz! He fought me, conquered me and claimed me. I still love you, I won’t deny that but your brother is a Super Elite far above you, Nappa and even myself! He taught me how to be a complete warrior; you could never have done that. All we knew was fighting, destruction and death then we came here to this little corner of the universe. Any one of us could have wiped it out but we didn’t and you wanna know why? Because one of our own had beaten us into the ground and deserved the highest prize in the Saiyan race,” the prince smirked at the big Saiyan. At that time, Kakarrot reappeared and the prince gathered everyone together. “Hey, ‘Geta, why don’t we Instant Transmission to where Rock Tunnel used to be then fly in from there. Of course, I wouldn’t mind carrying you on my back, you understand,” Kakarrot grinned like a fool at his small mate and wrapped his tail around the trim waist. “As appealing as that sounds, mi amour, I’d like to I-T then fly that short distance,” the prince smiled and cast a sideways glance to his mate. “Everyone who’s going grab onto someone who’ll have a hold on Kakarrot, Kale, Gohan, Goten, Trageta, Cilvanti, Endive or myself. We’re going to a place called Rock Tunnel and from there we’ll fly to the park. Everyone hold tight,” the prince instructed as he wrapped his tail around his mate’s waist and held Raditz right hand. When it was felt that the entire crowd was assembled, all those who knew instant Transmission transmitted the entire crowd to the remains of Rock Tunnel. After the group had materialized onto the site, they went to leap into the sky when… “Hey, we can’t fly!” Akannia shouted. “That is a problem, isn’t it? Grab hold to anyone who can. That will be the major lesson this week along with the other training. C’mon,” Vegeta tossed his head sideways then jumped into the air and waited for the others. “We can fly. My husband taught us how to fly and how to use our powers. Oh, wait Robert! What am I gonna do with him?” Serena lamented looking down at her newborn son, who had been born just before the Saiya-jin had returned from Minerva. “Here, we’ll take him. We’re not going, as it’s ill advised for breeding female to be very active. Although we are full Saiya-jin, childbirth is very hazardous to us because our children can sometimes have immense powers and drain us while they incubate,” Tormatanna smiled. She held her hands for the infant and Serena handed the baby to her then jumped into the air followed by her elder three. Kakarrot joined Vegeta, took hold of his arm and tossed him onto his back. “Today, my prince, you’re going in style. Comfy?” the bigger warrior asked and was given a kiss on the cheek as affirmation. After the rest of the crowd had taken to the air, the group flew off to the amusement park.
“Because your brother, Earnest, came over from America on business, and he brought the family for a vacation. Your mom inducted you to play hostess, so you suggested coming here instead of having all the kids at the house for any length of time. You invited Cindy and Maron along and to bring their families since all three husbands worked for the same company,” Yamcha answered is girlfriend as he massaged her shoulders. “Hey, Bulma, Yamcha! What brings the two of you here?” a high-pitched voice sounded from behind the pair. “Hey, Krillin, Marron, 18. Is that 17 with you guys?” Yamcha asked the new arrivals. A youth of average height stood with Krillin and family. He had blue eyes, shoulder length black hair and was dressed in a military green T-shirt, blue jeans and black sneakers. He wore a bandanna around his neck and was quite attractive to say the least. “Hi, guys,” the youth said in a monotone that resembled 18’s but a little deeper note. “So, what’s been going on since Cell?” he asked as he set a beautiful black haired toddler on the ground. “Oh, she’s precious! Yours?” Bulma asked as she admired the girl, who clung to 17’s hand. 17 grinned. “As are these five,” the former android, which was 18’s twin brother, smiled warmly as five other children gathered about him. Bulma and Yamcha’s eyes widened. “Man, you’ve been busy since the time of Cell! So, what have you been doing lately, besides the obvious?” Yamcha remarked. “After I came back to life, 18 and I talked about things and I told her I wanted to explore and she told me about Krillin. She love’s ya, man, and I’m glad you married her. Anyway, I left to see the world and wound up in a rock band. I traveled for two years before I met the woman who had the kids. She was incredible! Her power was awesome and I loved every inch of that woman. We married and I set her and the kids up in a very respectable neighborhood. I left on tour six months ago, came back and only found these five. I have no idea where the other four or their mother is. Y’know the strange thing? She resembled you and Goku?” 17 said and looked at Yamcha. “What? You’re wife looked like Goku and me? That’s absurd… Oh, wait. Before we left the planet Minerva, a call came in for Goku from Professor Xavier. He said that he had fourteen persons, who looked like Goku and myself,” Yamcha gasped as he remembered he had sired fourteen children with Goku. “Y-ya mean my Rena’s alive? Ya hear that kids, momma’s alive! I can’t wait to see her! Where did you say this place was?” Yamcha thought then replied, “Its somewhere in America. I’ll contact Professor Xavier to let him know that you’re looking for your wife,” Yamcha said. “I would be grateful. She means the world to me. When I found out what happened, I was livid! The nerve of those high class bakayaros to have insinuated that my wife, my devoted Rena was unfit to care for nine kids! We had money! She worked from home as a transcriptionist for several medical persons and businesses that hired her, I’m a rock star who can provide his own special effects with the guys I play with. What would make those people do such a thing to a wonderful being?” 17 lamented as he held his young daughter, his other kids had gone off to play with Bulma’s nieces and nephew. Just then a piercing scream cut through the morning quiet that had only been punctuated by the happy sound of children playing about the park gates. The sound caused everyone to jump a mile and the toddler by 17’s side flew into his arms and held her ears. “Daddy! Hurt!” the baby, cried at the noise. 17 held his little princess and cooed to her that daddy would take care of her and let nothing harm her or her sibs. The gathered crowd looked around but then Yamcha and Krillin bristled as they sensed something in the air. “Krillin, you feel that?” Yamcha asked, his body trembling slightly. Krillin laughed. “Relax, man. It’s Jeice and Zarbon! I didn’t think blue boy would have the balls to show on this planet after what he had done!” the short former monk shook his head. At that moment, two beings landed then launched into a fight. “That was my ear, you stinkin’ little, orange-skinned son of a gonad! God, dick-head, no wonder I never liked you over much!” Zarbon snarled and he knocked Jeice to the ground. “You know how I am when I get excited! Sorry, mate, c’mon, let’s just enjoy ourselves,” the orange skinned little alien suggested as he got up, dusted himself off “I could never get used to the way you always entered with a shout. No wonder your race is called the ‘Rockarians,’ “ Zarbon shook his head as the two princes took hold of their mates and moved to join the crowd. “Well, fancy seeing you guys here? Listen, blue boy, that was a nasty thing you did to Vegeta when he opened his home to you and if he came today, I’m sure he’d enjoy mopping the floor with you. I thought you were his friend or at least his ally? Trust, allience and friendship don’t come easy for him and to do something to sever that trust…Let’s just say, stay out of his way if he comes,” 18 warned as she stood in front of Zarbon. “You think I don’t know that? You think I don’t know that I’ve lost whatever respect I might have earned with that one? I was angered. I was gonna make the long haired large Saiyan my slave the way the prince was Frieza’s but then I had found that Vegeta had sent Raditz ahead of himself and Nappa on a different sort of mission. Then we heard that he had gone to a planet called Earth to retrieve a brother who had been sent off planet long ago and that he had been killed in the process. I was livid and vowed that when Vegeta returned, I would put him down for good. Little did I know that when I next met him that his little visit to this hunk of rock had aided in increasing his power nearly ten fold! We all had him pegged for a weakling, a coward out for himself. He disposed of me neatly enough on Planet Namek when I had been in my transformed state. Of course, our first battle I had won but after he had regenerated, he stole the dragon balls and Frieza sent me to find him and them. When I returned to this plane, I had revenge on my mind. I watched him from other world. I watched how he had come to settle on this planet and how he and the other Saiyan, Raditz younger brother had began to get very close. When I saw how he lit up for the other Saiyan, I was spitting bricks! I vowed then that if I returned, I would break whatever bond they had and claim him as mine. He had changed from when I had fought him on Namek and he seemed more in control of himself and who and what he wanted in his life. When those Saiya-jin attacked my army and myself from out of nowhere, I knew that little prince was far beyond my reach,” Zarbon sighed at the end of his explanation. “Whatever. All I know is that if you so much as breathe his way, I’ll bitch slap you so hard, you’ll circle this universe ten times before you land!” the fiery blonde shot and Zarbon nodded and agreed to keep his distance. “Hey, what’s that? There’s gotta be hundreds of them!” Cindy, Bulma’s friend who had gone camping with the blue haired genius several months ago, remarked. She was looking up into the sky. The crowd looked up and noted a large crowd of flying beings, some of whom had something long trailing behind them. The beings landed several feet from the others. Krillin was the first to speak. “Hey, hey, it’s Kakarrot!” the short monk smiled as he ventured over to the Saiyans. Two hundred Saiya-jin had touched down behind the crowd gathered at the front gates of the park and Kakarrot lowered his prince from his back. “You okay, koi?” the large Saiyan asked as he steadied his prince. “Yeah, I’m fine,” Vegeta stood stiffly, his arms folded across his chest, his manner one of ‘you touch me, you will die.’ “Hey, man, what’s up? Wow, Vegeta, is that you?” the monk asked. Closing his eyes, Vegeta called on his sister and snickered. “Vegeta couldn’t make it. Roma took ill last night, so he asked me to accompany his koi today, and I’ll enjoy every second of it. Isn’t that Zarbon there with Jeice?” Vegeta (Velmora) asked as he cast a glance to where Bulma and Yamcha stood with the rest of the crowd. “Hey, it’s 17! What’s he doing here?” Kakarrot gasped in surprise. “17? Dad, d-did you say 17? Where?” Serena asked, her body beginning to tremble with nervousness. Kakarrot took hold of his daughter, however… “Did I hear…Rena? Honey, is that you?” the dark haired youth had moved to the Saiyans when he had heard his name. Serena looked up and cried as she threw herself into 17’s arms. “Oh, honey! I’m sorry!” she cried and her husband held her. “Daddy? Daddy!” the three chimps who had been with Serena clamored for 17’s attention. The youth looked down then embraced his children as the children who had been with 17 embraced Serena and the family shared a very emotional reunion. Then the family moved off to find out what had happened. Kakarrot stood amazed as he realized one of his children had married a former android. “Why didn’t she tell me? 17 of all beings!” the large Saiyan mused. Vegeta moved closer to his mate. He felt more confident as his sister since she was not as restrained as he had to be in public. “Hey, koi, she’s happy. He does love her, I saw that and your grand chimps have learned to use their powers. Leave them be. We’ll house them at Little Vegeta and I’ll employ them there. Come let’s go introduce daddy to his children,” the prince caressed his mate’s cheek then the two moved towards the other park guests. ‘Bulma’s here, love, and Zarbon’s trying not to look at you,’ Kakarrot said in his mental voice as the two walked tail to tail. ‘I have every confidence that if he tries anything, you’ll break him in two. Raditz will assist. He hates Zarbon as much as we all hated Frieza, especially with what blue boy attempted not long ago,’ Vegeta replied through their link. Yamcha looked over as the crowd of Saiya-jin neared
the crowd of other aliens waiting for park time. “Kakarrot, nice
to see you! I see you brought your honey and the kids,” the human
observed, then moved closer to the large Saiyan. A growl emitted from
Kakarrot’s side. “Stuff it, I’m not gonna attack him.
I just wanna find out about these people who resemble the two of us.
And if you lay a hand on me, I’ll spill your little secret,”
Yamcha glared at the imitation female he had seen his friend give
intense pleasure to. “Whatever. Kakarrot…Just fine me when they open,” the prince replied, folded his arms then walked away to be by himself “Damn ass, one chi blast, just one and I could end his life without a thought!” the prince grumbled as he found a tree to lay under. “Assholes, both of them! If my sister wasn’t sweet on that giant carrot top moron, I’d have burned both Kuwabara and Yusuke by now!” a slightly high pitched boyish voice sighed in anger with a sniff. The prince looked around then found that he was not alone under the massive tree. “Hello!” he said his tone one of wonder. Vegeta looked around the bark and found a plume of hair, which resemble his own black flame. As he looked, he noted a fair youth of extraordinary beauty. Feeling himself being watched, the youth slowly turned then jumped when his eyes met the dark orbs of the Saiyan prince. “Oh, I- I- I didn’t know anyone else was here. I- I-“ the youth made to leave then he turned to look at the other beside the tree. The boy's mouth dropped slightly. "V-Vegeta, is that you?" the youth stammered. Vegeta looked at the youngster; his mouth also fell in surprise. "H-Hiei? I haven't seen you in sometime. Sit down, boy, you know I won’t hurt you. I just came over to get away from the happy crowd. God they make my skin crawl. I can’t wait to quit this planet!” the prince sighed. “Maybe I should leave now. They wouldn’t miss me. They blame me for corrupting their hero and turning him into a she-man, anyway. I can’t help what my race is!” Vegeta went on. “I hear ya. See those two, the giant carrot and the shorter boy beside him? They can't stand me because of whom I chose to love and he loves me. But he's the only one who understands me. He's also saved me from myself so many times; I can't begin to count. Hard to believe he's part demonokai and part human," the youth sighed as he wiped his almond shaped, ruby colored eyes. “"I remember you and Kurama, was his name, right? You two would come by the place and he would study with Trunks. Kurama sounds a lot like my koi. He's saved me from attacking enemies and myself. I wish that now we had gotten together fifteen years sooner than we have, but I'm glad we're together now. Well, mine's no demonokai but he can fight like one," the prince smirked. At that moment... "Hiei? Man, I didn't see you sitting out here? Goten and I were coming to ask if 'Tousan felt like sparing a bit," Trageta, the lavender haired Prince of the demi-Saiya-jin smiled down to his dad. "I promised your Uncle I'd be good," the prince responded as he fussed with his long black mane. “Trunks, Goten! Hi, I haven’t seen you since I entered Blue Diamond High. So… What’s up? You two finally get together like you had been planning? I wish I had your bravery but-“ the boy named Hiei shook his head and drew up his knees. Trageta and Goten then sat on his opposite side. “Where’s Kurama? Didn’t he come with you guys?” Goten asked and Hiei nodded. “He went to try and talk some sense into the two morons. Why’s everyone so pent up because two guys choose to express their interest in one another?” Hiei sighed and Goten put a hand to his shoulder. “I can’t express myself the way my koi can. He’s so open, so free, so… I’m not. I shy, I’m short and you guys know how I feel about the natives on this plane. I wish we could go somewhere where we wouldn't be looked down on for who we love, but Kurama refuses to leave this human plane to join me in our mother home, Makai." “Come to my place, then! Goten and I would love to have you and Kurama and you can get it on without fear of anyone complaining of the noise level! God knows we make more noise than an F5 tornado!” Tageta quipped, then the boys moved onto a discussion of how they each had gotten with his significant other. The prince shook his head. The youngster, Hiei, reminded the prince of himself. He had a devil of a time being with Kakarrot in public, which was why he asked his sister to take over. She was the calmer of them both and could save his dignity. Nonetheless, the prince observed his son, Goten and Hiei as they conversed. The boy relaxed a great deal with the two demi-Saiya-jin but then again, all that youth was seeing was two males, hopelessly in love with one another and not afraid to show it. Just then, Vegeta felt the approach of a familiar being and he smiled. Turning his head to look, the prince watched the approach of his koi, who was being accompanied by a mouth-watering dish with fiery red hair as long as his own black cascade. “Hey, man, thanks for helping me with those two. I swear, I wish those two would leave my little firebrand alone. Maybe now that I know your grand kids and some of the other, what did you call them?” the youth asked as the two neared the location of the prince, Goten, Trunks and Hiei. The youth's voice was reticent of smooth honey mixed with melted chocolate and a sensual huskiness that sent shivers of desire dancing down one's spine whether male or female. “Demi-Saiya-jin. They have extraordinary powers!” Kakarrot replied. “Fox!” Hiei jumped from his spot and embraced the read head when he was close enough, then took his lips in a strong kiss. “I missed you,” the younger boy inhaled his mate’s scent. The red head returned the embrace and gave the boy a second kiss. “I only went to straighten those two out, then he came to assist me,” the red head, who towered over the black haired youth smiled at Kakarrot who moved to stand over his prince. The shorter youth looked over and gasped. “I didn’t know Goten had a twin brother?” he said looking from Goten to his twin. “Goten?” the taller youth asked. As if on clue, the demi-Saiya-jin appeared and the other youth’s face lit up. “Hey! I haven’t seen you guy since your graduation, Goten! What’ve you been up to?” the tall youth took hold of the short one and the four youths move to sit under the tree. “Hey, Kurama! I see you met my dad! You remember my koi, Trunks, don’t you? Remember the fight we got into over him and who would go with him to the prom?” Goten remarked and he took Trunks onto his lap and Kurama took Hiei onto his. “I don’t think anyone would forget that incident. The girls in Meiou were livid when they saw the pair of you walk in, and, Trunks, you had those females wanting to kill you, you looked so hot," Kurama smirked then he turned to Hiei and whispered, “That‘s Kakarrot, Goten‘s Outusan. We met him very briefly the time he had been in Other World during the tourney there,” the fox smirked at Hiei‘s nod. "Oh and you didn't? I did escort the pair of you and I'm a selfish bastard. Anyway, our dads are mated, now and so are Trageta (Trunks) and I," Goten replied. Kurama looked at the man beside Kakarrot and noted he could have been an older version of Hiei, except for the ‘M’ shaped hair line where Hiei had a puff of black and white hair he lifted his hand to run his fingers through it. Hiei had lain his head against the elder teen’s shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief. “The only time he’s ever this relaxed is when we’re home alone. He was orphaned like I was back in Makai. You two remember what I told you on how I came to be this gorgeous human, do you not?" Kurama sighed sadly as he lay his head against that of the younger teen’s as the four fell into a contemplative silence. Kakarrot had sat beside his mate and the prince lay his head against the broad shoulder. “So, you helped Kurama with his problem, hey? Same old K-san, can’t resist the call to save someone, can you?” the prince smiled as he played in the larger Saiyan’s hair. “He was trying to get those other two boys to stop harassing that little one he’s holding. I didn’t know they knew the boys?” Kakarrot remarked as he observed the four youths. “Yes, Gohan student taught at Meiou and Orange Star where the boys attended school. He also did a stint in Saryoske Jr. High were those other two boys attend. I'm surprised you don't remember the four of them. They won the last Dark Tournament. I've tried to stay in touch with these two, but since our people have surfaced, I haven't had much of a chance," the prince said as he straddled his mate's broad hips. "Now, that you mention it, I do remember seeing them in the tourney. I was surprised you didn't enter the way you like killing and such," the larger warrior smiled at his prince as he played with the downy soft black locks. “My business partner didn’t think it feasible at the time. Did I hear Kurama, that your grand chimps attend the same school?” the prince said as he straddled his mate’s broad hips. “Yeah, and my grandson, David’s already pledged to take care of them. Y’know Collyard and Tormataeo’s kids go to Blue Diamond as well?” the larger warrior smiled at his prince as he played with the downy soft black locks. ‘Matusan, the gates are opening, c’mon!’ a light, airy voice sounded in Vegeta’s head and he smiled for it was his first born daughter. ‘Coming, princess,’ he replied. “C’mon, koi. Boys, the gate’s are opening, let’s go!” the prince swung his leg over his mate’s to let his other get up. The three couples headed back to the others, arm and arm or tail to tail. “Hey, Hiei, Kurama! Goten? Trunks? Hi!” an excited young girl squealed when she caught sight of the two demi-Saiya-jin. “Yukina, hi! So, I see you made it with that big lug, Kuwabara, after all, huh? He needed someone to kick his ass. We all knew Yusuke couldn’t do it!” Goten quipped, which earned him a threatening growl from another black haired youth with brown eyes. “Goten, I’ll rip your face off and shove it up-” “You and what army, Uremeshi!” Goten squared off but Trunks held him back as a cute little girl stood between the two near combatants. “Down, boy! Look, this is the first time we’ve been on a date in a long while, so please, Yusuke, don’t spoil it for me?” the girl pleaded and looked at the boy she called Yusuke with puppy eyes. Growling, Yusuke flicked Goten a warning glance. “This isn’t over! When we get in, it’s you and me once we find someplace safe to fight!” Yuske snarled and put his arm around his date. “My daddy’ll beat your ass into the ground then give it to your friends for lunch!” Yuccamina, Goten’s three year old daughter hissed. She and her brother, Yannosh, born of Trunks were the eldest children of that pair. “Such language from one so young! If I were her parent, I’d spank her so hard her teeth would rattle for a week!” a plump woman of means remarked as she stood in line with her kids waiting to enter. “Wouldn’t help. She’ll go back for more and even land a few punches herself,” Vegeta retorted in the lighter tone of his sister. “Come, my children, we don’t wish to upset the disagreeable crone any more with our coarseness,” the prince smirked as he moved to the ticket window. The clerks in the window eyed the crowd as they proceeded to enter the gate. They Saiyans had been redirected to a window that catered to group rate, which was at the end of the ticket booths. That clerk behind the glass looked fit to be tied. “Honey, she looks as if she got up on the wrong side of the bed, willing and ready to launch at anyone with an ill temper. Let me buy the tickets and you buy lunch?” Kakarrot suggested and Vegeta shot him a murderous glare from behind the dark glasses the prince had on. “Are you saying I’m ill tempered?” the prince flared, his chi rising to Super Saiyan level. “Whoa, love, easy, easy! I’m not saying you’re ill tempered but we both know you have a short fuse and one wrong word sets you off,” the big Saiyan replied. “Why’s shit for strength still standing let alone breathing? Here, just get us in this thing. The sooner we enter, the sooner we can get back home,” the prince said as he handed his mate a piece of plastic then went to the other Saiya-jin who stood waiting to indulge in a day of fun and frolic. ~ * ~ |
