Meant to Be

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters.

Chapter Five: Destinies in Solace (part One)

The first explosion hit him like a brick wall. He’d been so engrossed by the object in his hand, that he had hardly noticed his surroundings. The piece of armor that fell from the Madranijin he fought could not possibly be Saiyan, but it was, by all means it was. Why? What did it mean? His people could not possibly have anything to do with this, it would be suicide, and he knew his father was too much of a coward and too stupid to organize something like this.

The Building collapsing around him brought him back to reality; he picked the piece of evidence and flew out through the same hole the Madranijin blew.

The Ginyu were already waiting for him as he made his way to the ships.

“Well, leave it to chibi-saru to mess everything up.” Jeyce spat maliciously.

“I didn’t see you doing anything to help it.” The Saiyan prince spat back.

“My job was to watch you, not help you… mate.” Jeyce stated holding the same malicious grin.

“Watch me!? What the fuck is he talking about Ginyu?!” Vegeta turned to the purple creature that had been staring at the screaming contest mildly amused.

“Watch it monkey! If I were you I’d respect those who can kick my ass to oblivion.” Ginyu warned, all traces of amusement gone.

“What is he talking about?” Vegeta asked again, calmer.

“Nothing more than you heard.” Ginyu said simply, flying away towards the ship.

“Yeah like we don’t have better things to do than to baby-sit ohime- chan.” Guldo added blinking his puny eyes.

“I can’t kick your boss’s ass, but yours; I can have for a door mat.” Vegeta came nose to nose with the shorter creature, ignoring the rest of his comment.

“Where’s Kakarotto?” He asked to no one in particular, he’d drop the subject for now, but he would have to ask the lizard when they got back.

“Some guy that looked just like your koibito took him back with the Saiyan fleet.”

“Back to Vegeta-sei?” Vegeta asked shocked.

“I guess,” The fat greenish time stopper snickered at the prince’s expression, “guess somebody’s gonna have to use his hand from now on.” All five roared in lter,ter, Vegeta remained silent the rest of the way. Dammit he was all alone now, alone with the monster, and all because he could not control his emotions. What’s wrong with me? Wondered the confused prince.

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”Sorry we couldn’t get more.” Raditz watched her going through all the files and downloads they brought from Madran.

“Is fine, at least now I have an idea of the technology they have on hand…although,” she said looking from the screen to some notes, “None of this seems to be new, just upgrades to their current models.” Fingers flying over the keyboard, opening more programs, it had taken the whole morning to talk Raditz into letting her come to the lab, he finally gave in saying that she could come today and today only, and that he would come with, to make sure she did not pushed herself too hard. “Is this one file here that I can’t open no matter what I do.”

“Maybe it didn’t download completely,” offered Raditz, scooting over to the computer screen for a closer look.

“No, I don’t think that’s it.” She tried a couple of more times, “is not asking for any passwords though.”

“If it were, you wouldn’t worry about it?” He lifted her easily and sat her on his lap facing him, “Vegeta no Ou said you didn’t have to start on this yet, we did enough damage in Madran, is best to wait until he gives the order.” He continued, nuzzling her throat.

“Raditz…stop that!” she smacked him on the shoulder, “you should be worried about this too, my intuition tells me that all the information we have is worthless compared to whatever is on that file.” Her hands moved to rest around his shoulder.

“I am worried, but I trust you, and I know you’ll figure it out,” he started kissing her throat, his hands running over her back, “Bulma…I missed you.” His hips buckled making her feel his hard erection; his mouth took in her earlobe, sucking it lightly.
It would be so easy to forget everything and just give in to the moment; she had missed him too, but was not in love with him and ultimately did not want to hurt him. She had thought about it while recovering from Trunk’s birth. She loved Vegeta and it killer her not to know what had happened to him.

Goku had said he would contact him, but it’s been quite a few days and nothing.
Raditz had not spoken too much of what happened in Madran either, if he told the king she would never know, every time she asked him he would give her vague answers or change the subject all together, all the wondering and worry was driving her crazy.

He was now unbuttoning her shirt, kissing his way down her chest.

“Raditz…” she wanted to fight it, she really did, but he was so gentle, always worried about her, treating Trunks as if he was her baby’s real father…but Vegeta…did loving the both of them made her a bad person?
She didn’t even know Vegeta, all she knew was that he was passionate and beautiful and arrogant and obstinate and…and…that’s it, that’s all she knew. Raditz on the other hand, she knew what he liked and disliked, he was not very sharing but little by little she had caught things he and there, like that he hated cold places and that he loved sweets, and that even if he denied it to his grave he loved flowers, he always made sure there were plenty of them around the house, even if he said they were for her sake, in truth she didn’t care, she’d been so busy that it had taken her a few months to notice…imagine that…a Saiyan, a strong one at that… liking flowers. His mouth on one of her breasts brought her back to her senses.
Raditz was the best thing that had happened to her, since Chivaa…and Trunks.

She made up her mind.

Sorry Vegeta... she closed her eyes, taking Raditz head in her hands, bringing him closer and kissing him on the mouth deeply…I’m sorry Vegeta, a single tear escaped her eye…this is the only grieving you will get…she bowed to herself.


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“She’s the worst,” complained Chivaa to a very distracted Bardock as they walked down the hall to Bardock’s lab, “she shouldn’t be working yet, she can barely walk properly, besides Vegeta no Ou said to wait a while before starting with anything…we should really look into this traitor business,” she went on, “ who knows who could it be…”

“Chivaa!!!” Bardock snapped, “Stop your blabbering, Bulma is a grown woman, and does not need you to baby sit… and for god’s sake don’t go around talking about the other ‘issue’”

“Sorry I didn’t think…”

“I know, you have not done much of that lately and I’m wondering if Kakarotto have anything to do with it?” Bardock looked intently at her while they walked.

“Why would you say that?” the tall woman tried not to look into his eyes, he knew her too well.

“Just remember that you are engaged to Vegeta Ouji”

“I know you don’t need to remind me, Goku and I are just friends same as you and Raditz.”

“Yeah? … I don’t see you visiting me or Raditz everyday, I just mean for you to be careful.”

“Thank you Bar-kun, you don’t need to worry about me.” They got to a door; Bardock pushed it open without knocking. As he entered Bulma flew off Raditz’s lap and started buttoning her shirt, cheeks crimson red. His older son only smirked and nodded.

“Sorry brat,” Bardock smirked back, “I don’t make it a habit to knock the door of my own lab.”

“What…what happened?” Chivaa come in at that moment missing the reason for the apology, “don’t worry about it.” The scared man said absently, he looked at Bulma who was busied on her computer, still blushing.

“I have to go.” Said Raditz getting up and walking over to Bulma; the longhaired warrior kissed the blue head, “don’t work too hard.” And left.

“I see you two are getting along very well.” Chivaa added as Raditz passed her nodding his goodbye.

“Anything?” Bardock wasted no time.

“No” Bulma responded without looking up from the screen.

“I’ll be at the training grounds then, call me if you need me.” He put his hand on Bulma’s shoulder and nodded to Chivaa, “I’ll leave you two to gossip in peace.” and left as well.

“I’m happy to see you’re doing so well, I thought it would take a little longer for you to heal, since the doctor said not to use the tank on you unless it is a life or death situation.”

“I’m fine, I might not be super strong like you guys, but I can hold my own.”

“I know…hey! so I see you and ‘king pervert’ are getting along fine, to tell you the truth I was kind of worried,” Her friend said, Bulma just turned the other way not wanting to face her best friend, in a way she felt guilor nor not telling her about her and Raditz, but it was not that important and besides she felt guilty and ashamed for giving up on Vegeta so soon.

“Well…yeah, what made you think otherwise? We been living together for over six months you know.”

“You know Raditz; I thought you might be annoyed at his bad habits and all.”

“Anyhow, come look at this, I can’t open this file, I have a bad feeling about it.” Bulma changed the subject, hoping Chivaa would give it a rest.

“Can you hack into it?” Chivaa asked

“That’s what I been trying to do for the past three hours…and nothing.”

“Let me see,” Chivaa sat on the chair previously occupied by Raditz, Bulma scooted over giving her friend room to type, “let’s see…” the tall woman tried a couple of things, getting the same improper sequence message.

“I already tried that,” Chivaa tried something else, “and that…remember I was the one who showed you most of your skills.”

“Ok smart ass, you try.” Sliding the chair back with her legs, Chivaa gave her blue haired friend the computer once more, “by the way where’s Trunks?”

“Oh, Raditz brought me a woman from Chikyuu to be his nanny.” She said typing some commands.

“From Chikyuu…wouldn’t this woman resent you for living with a Saiyan?”

“I don’t think so, she is a freeman as well, I refuse to have slaves. Raditz is paying her a salary.”

“Wow, that doesn’t sound like the Raditz I know…are you sure he’s not falling for you?” Chivaa said feeling a little guilty at what her friend wouldn’t do, but she herself did.

“Don’t be stupid,” Bulma smacked her friend on the arm playfully; guilt all over her features, Chivaa didn’t see it though.

“Knock, knock.” A voice came from the door making both women turn to look; Goku was standing there with his usual goofy smile’ “whatcha doin’?”

“Hey Karrot!!”

“Karrot?” Chivaa repeated in mock question.

“Yup that’s what I decided to call him from now on.” Bulma announced eying Chivaa mischievously, for some reason her friend did not seemed very amused.

“I got so many names; I can hardly keep up anymore.” The third class said laughing.

“What do you need Kakarotto?” Chivaa asked annoyed and he winced at the sound of his real name from his lover.

“Huh…oh yeah I thought you might want to eat together.” Goku came over to see what they were doing, Bulma immediately close all thograograms shutting down the monitor, “hey!! Why can’t I see what you guys are stressing about so much?” he asked a hurt expression on his face.

“Yes Kakarotto, let’s go to lunch.” Chivaa got up pushing him towards the door to leave.

“Hey I want to look!!” he wined as they went out the door.

“There’s nothing important to see…c’mon let’s go…Bye Bulma.” Came her friend’s yell from outside the room. She only smiled, shaking her head and going back to work.


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“Not good” Vegeta sighted out loud as he tried for the hundredth time to contact Kakarotto, the mental link was not strong enough to travel that far.

He could always use the communicators but he didn’t feel like going through any of the channels, thus admitting to others that he needed the third class.
He turned on his bed forgetting Kakarotto for the moment; he needed to come up with a damn good excuse as to why he had failed so miserably to Freeza. Fucking Ginyu was already giving his report to the lizard and who knew what the fuck he was saying.

A knock on the door followed by the opening of it was the only warning he got before Zarbon grabbed him by the collar and smashed him against the wall.

“Lord Freeza is expecting you.” The bluish snitch let go and exited the rooegetegeta put on his best uniform and prepared himself to kiss some serious ass...the things I have to do... he thought bitterly as he got dressed. He made his way slowly to Freeza’s throne room, trying to gather his thoughts. Fuck, he wished he knew what Ginys sas saying on his report... well, there’ s no point brooding over it, he thought, facing the door and entering the monster’s throne room.

“Well, well Vegeta-chan,” the lizard said before he could make his way to kneel in frof tof the bastard, “I must say that I am very disappointed of you.” Zarbon was back at the lizard’s side, Ginyu was standing right next to the throne smirking, this did not look good.

“Freeza-Sama…” he did kneel then, bringing his fist to his chest like he would to the his father... the king.

“Captain Ginyu here was generous enough to tell me how miserably you failed on the mission I entrusted in you, I thought you were better than that,” The monster chuckled.
“Gentleman…if you’ll excuse us.” Freeza turned to Zarbon and then to Ginyu, making it clear that he wanted them to leave.

“But Freeza-sama.” Zarbon protested, he didn’t want to miss the monkey’s punishment. Ginyu just hmphed and left, his job here was done.

“Do not worry yourself Zarbon-chan, our prince here can’t even hold off a bunch of Madranijin, let alone me.” He said chuckling. Zarbon bowed and left much to his disappointment. Freeza waited for the two to be out of the room, he made his way to the still kneeling Vegeta…God he looked good. Thought the lizard.

“I lost my weapons, my research, my pride and the fear those insects had in me,” the monster began, he was now kneeling next to the prince, speaking in his ear, “ and all bee I e I trusted you, I know you are better than that, and I refuse to believe you let my factory be destroyed on purpose.” The bastard was now stroking his hair, threading his cold fingers through it.

“Of-of course not Freeza-sama,” Vegeta almost choked the words out, if the ice king really thought that way he will not live to see the end of this day, “ I just got taken by surprise by a group of Madranijin warriors…I did not know they had them.”

“Madranijin warr you you said?” Freeza asked curiously, he thought about it for a second stroking his chin as he did so, “No, they do not have warriors… Vegeta-chan, if you are going to lie to me, I suggest you do better than that.” His tone was soft…too soft.

“I am not lying my lord, there were three of them, two men and a woman,” Vegeta desperately wanted the bastard believe him.

“I believe you Ouji-chan,” the monster husked running his icy tongue over his earlobe making the prince gag, Freeza ignored this, “That is why it will be your job to find out who was responsible for this,” the demon got up and made his way back to his throne sitting himself down, taking a sip from the ever full glass of fine wine.

“Come here.” He snapped, Vegeta looked at the monster, a mix of fear and rage in his gaze; he held the lizard’s piercing stare and silently complied.

“Sit on my lap,” the monster continued, noticing the look, but not saying anything, “I hope you can appreciate how lenient I’m being with you; I’ve killed others for much less.” Vegeta was now standing in front of the monster, he didn’t fucking care how lenient the bastard was being, he was not going to sit on the lizard’s lap or anyone’s for that matter, that thought was short lived as the monster grabbed him and placed him over his cold legs. The horror he felt six months ago, on that very first day back, came on him like a bad dream, he was not afraid of being beaten to death or tortured by the lizard’s men, but this…this was more than he could bear.

“I thought of the perfect way to punish you,” whispered Freeza into his ear, grabbing hold of his head, bringing it down to lock his cold lips to his. Gods no! Not this, Vegeta’s thoughts screamed he desperately tried to pull away with all his might but was not able to move an inch, the fucking lizard’s tongue was snaking its way around his making him nauseous, all the tortures in hell could not compare to this. Finally, with strength he did not know he possessed he pulled free from the disgusting tyrant.

“Get you fucking hand off me!!” He tried to flee, but strong claws held him down.

“Feisty little monkey,” The monster chuckled, “This is going to be fun…”

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He was holding onto the lavatory for dear life, after emptying the contents of his stomach for the hedthedth time, he just sat there, staring into nothingness, broken, defeated. Trying to deny what just happened. Remembering the Lizard’s final words after he got his way with him. “The more you fail…the more I will enjoy you.” Whispered words only meant for him to hear as Zarbon was summoned back to take the limp, broken body of the once proud Saiyan-jin no Ouji back to his quarters.

After being deposited carelessly on his bed, after the mocking words of the blue longhaired warrior. “Welcome to my world… Vegeta…sama” he’d crawled to the sink he was now holding on to.

The Lizard had made it very clear that he, Vegeta had to find the ones responsible for the destruction of the base in Madran, otherwise he would get another taste of this newfound torture.

He would start with the only clue he had, and if that proved to be a fact, the prince could already see the light at the end of the tunnel.

He held the piece of armor inspecting it for the thousandths time; it was Saiyan all right. If only he could make something out of this, bringing it to nos nose he tried to pick a scent on it, nothing, he should have done that back in Madran.

How did that tall Madranijin got a hold of this? He asked himself, it could’ve been from the fights outside…no, something didn’t add up here.

Vegeta got up from the spot he was kneeling on and made his way to the training grounds, he needed to pound something before he went mad. It was not the same without Kakarotto, but it’ll have to do. He needed to become stronger, stronger to fight the filthy lizard off the next time he…


‘No!!!’ He screamed attacking the invisible monster once more. Thanks to that monster he had learned a lesson... a lesson he would never forget.

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“Isn’t he the most gorgeous thing you ever saw!?” Bulma beamed rocking her baby, kissing his check. God how she had missed him! She didn’t know how a few hours away from this tiny piece of heaven could make her ache so much, feeling his soft lavender hair… Trunks…her Trunks, the most beautiful thing ever to happen to her

His hair and eyes were her father’s so it only seemed natural that she named him after his granfather. The rest of her baby was…well Vegeta with no argument, from the permanent scrawl to the way he fussed over everything.

“Yes, gorgeous indeed,” responded Raditz, coming to the child and taking him away from the crazy onna that had just given birth to a Saiyan child and already thought she could take on the world, “You should be in bed,ave ave no time to watch over you like a child.”

“You don’t have to watch over me, I am perfectly fine.” Bulma said coming to retrieve her child, only to have Raditz hold him over his head and out of her reach.

“Raditz!! You’re going to hurt him,” she wailed jumping up and down trying to get to her child.”

“He is half Saiyan, if you keep on treating him like a crystal glass he’ll wind up like my brother.”

“What’s wrong with that, I happen to like Karrot.” She tried to get Trunks once more, only to have Raditz lift him over his head again.

Trunks seemed to like this very much because he gave a loud giggle, he was only a few days old and was already acting like a much older baby, she wondered how long would it take him to walk…talk.

“Why don’t we take a break,” Raditz kissed her forehead, mouth coming down slowly over the rest of her face, they had not spoken of what went on before he left, nor had they had any chance for physical contact…until now, the kisses and fondling they’d done, she knew could not lead to what might happen now. “We have things to discuss.” He murmured as his lips descended on her neck.

“What things?” she asked throwing her head back unconsciously, to allow him more access, she needed this, this affection, this need of his, it kept her mind off…him.

“About us.”

“I thought we discussed ‘us’ in your father’s lab this morning.” Her breathing coming out in short hisses.”

“We did? I thought you still had doubts, you seemed so ashamed when Bardock came in,” he breathed, unbuttoning her blouse, “did you tell Chivaa?” she shook her head feeling dizzy

“I thought you might not want me to.” he ran one hand over her full breast, his mouth leaving her collarbone to capture the nipple into it, sucking softly, he suddenly stiffened, eyes snapping to her own, it took her a moment to realize what had happened,
she laughed.

“What is that?” he asked confused.

“Is milk.” She continued laughing, smoothing his long hair out of his face, “Chikuu-jin women produce it when they carry a baby and feed it to them until they can eat other things…I though Saiyans were the same, seeing how we can procreate with each other.”

He brought his mouth back to her breast and sucked on it again, longer this time, he did this for a few minutes, she fell on the chair behind her and he fell on his knees, his mouth never leaving the mound, a huge relief came to her as she felt the pressure on her breast go away.

“I like it.” He said letting the nipple go, bringing his mouth to hers in a deep kiss, letting her taste her elixir of life in it, her hands went to his hair once more, she smiled inwardly realizing that she had become somewhat obsessed with it.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.” They both snapped their heads towards the one who had just spoken; neither of them had noticed her come in.

“You didn’t interrupted anything,” Raditz spoke, fixing Bulma’s clothes while getting up,
“I have to go anyway.” He kissed Bulma, walked over to Trunks, ruffled his hair playfully and left the room without another word.

“What was that all about?” Chivaa asked, staring at her friend reproaching. Bulma walked over to Trunks taking him in her arms, the tiny creature just giggled catching a strand of his mother’s hair to play with, while she sat down on her chair offering the baby the opposite breast Raditz had ravaged to feed from. Chivaa looked on fascinated giving her friend space to sort her feelings.

“Raditz and I… sort of came to an agreement,” she said simply, wincing at Trunks for sucking too hard. “We need each other.”

“What about Vegeta?”

“Vegeta is gone…you saw him, he looks as if he’s dead…he even beat on Goku,” Bulma could only swallow hard trying to hold the tears fighting to come forth.

“So that’s it…you’re just going to give up?” Chivaa came to kneel in front or her friend, “you’re not the Bulma I know.”

“That’s easy for you to say, you got what you wanted…Raditz told me about you and Goku,” the tears did come, “you are lucky he loves you back, me…I’d be lucky if Vegeta doesn’t kill me and Trunks when he finds out.” She paused, looking up to meet Chivaa’s eyes “He won’t find out.” Her gaze once more fell to her child; her hand came up to stroke the soft furry little tail swaying back and forth. Chivaa got to her feet and walked to the window.

“Goku is going back.” the tall woman whispered almost to herself, changing the subject… for now.

“Oh my god…When?!” Asked Bulma forgetting her pain foe moe moment.

”I don’t know…Bar-kun don’t want to let him go, but he’s determined…he’s waiting to see if Vegeta will contact him.” Chivaa turned to look at a spot on the floor, suddenly finding it very interesting. “I honestly hope he doesn’t”

“He won’t, I didn’t have the chance to get to know him well enough but I know he won’t contact Goku.” Bulma said sadly, “is that what Goku told you over lunch?”

“We never made it to it,” Chivaa smiled, and then blushed, looking at her friend; she shook her head getting rid of the shiver she just got. “Are you going to mate Raditz?” she asked meeting Bulma’s eyes again.

“I don’t know…I…I don’t know”

“Let me know if you do.” Bulma nodded grateful to see her friend walking to the door. “When are you going back to the lab, we miss you there?”

“In a week, Raditz will kill me if I go sooner.” The thought of that made her smile, “you’ll let me know if anything happens?”

“Yes” Chivaa nodded, silently walking out of the room.


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“What do you mean you’re going back!?” Raditz asked his brother disbelievingly, no, now that he no longer cared for Chivaa he did not wanted his only brother to go back to Freeza’s ship.

“I have to.” Goku said simply, it had been a week already. Vegeta had not contacted him, making him worried, plus there was Chivaa, even thought they had made love like a thousand times since he came back he still felt very guilty about it. Raditz warned him not to get carried away, after all as far as everyone was concerned she was still engaged to the prince.

“Vegeta needs me; I know he won’t admit it, if I go now he won’t have to bend his already broken pride.” Raditz only looked at his brother; it was amazing how much he had matured in the few months on the monster’s ship, he understood his point…but still he did not wanted to see him gone.

“What about Chivaa…how is she taking this?” Raditz asked hopeful

“She feels the same way you and Tossan, but she’ll see me off”

“Fine, if there’s nothing we can do to dissuade you. When are you planning to go?”

“I don’t know, after Vegeta no Ou’s birthday ceremony…I guess.”

“That’s a week away!” Raditz exclaimed.

“I still hold hopes that Vegeta will contact me, besides it’ll give me a little more time with Chivaa.” Goku concluded, he looked at his brother for a long time and then decided to ask what had been getting the better of him for months. “What happened that night between you and Bulma…or rather Vegeta?” Raditz did not needed to be told what night his brother was referring to; the long haired Saiyan looked the other way, taking a deep breath making the decision to let his brother in the secret.

“As you know our beloved ‘Ouji’ took Bulma against her will,”

“She did not seem too upset to me.” Goku interrupted. Raditz gave him a hard look making the younger Saiyan shut his mouth.

“Whether Bulma liked it or not is not the issue here, he did it forcefully, against not only her will but Chivaa’s as well…in any case that’s not the issue either,” Raditz sighted once more, fixing a serious look to his brother, “ On you life you will not speak about this to anyone, especially the price,” he waited for Goku to answer, the said individual nodded once, “ Vegeta got Bulma with child that night,” Goku gasped, Raditz continued “ Toma was going to kill her. I offered to take the blame since I wanted to score points with Chivaa,”
Raditz looked at his brother a long while, allowing him to digest what he had just confessed.

“You mean Trunks is…”

“Yes,” responded Raditz in a small voice.

“I can’t believe it.” Whispered Goku shaking his head, “you said to score points with Chivaa…does this mean that you are in love with her?” he asked sadly, he knew his brother knew her a lot longer, and the thought that he had just come in and take her, even if he didn’t regretted it, made him a little sad.

“Not anymore,” Raditz continued his tale, “ In the beginning the plan was not to let anyone see Bulma, until she was able to get an abortion done…That was Toma’s and Bardock’s plan…however Bulma and I had a very different one, we were going to let the child be born, Bulma was supposed to seduce the prince into braking it off with Chivaa and I was supposed to have her…at last” he paused again, staring straight ahead, remembering the events that transpired.

“That night however, things didn’t go as planned. Vegeta-sama saw me with her and thought us lovers, I imagine…he didn’t really explained himself when he was chocking me, after that we never saw him again, Bulma moved in with me, I fell in love with her, Trunks was born and here we are.” Concluded Raditz omitting the other part of the story, the weapons building, raids planning, taking back what belonged to them part of the story, his younger brother did not needed to know that yet... if ever.

“Bulma has to tell Vegeta” Goku said matter of fact.

“Why?”

“What do you mean…why?” Goku was uphold that they even kept it this long, here was the prince of all their people suffering…thinking the worst, letting that repulsive lizard get his way with him all because he thought nobody cared, because his pride did not let him do otherwise…but a child, he now had a child with the woman he had been obsessing about all this time. Even if Vegeta did not talked about it, he knew…he knew his prince better than anyone…Vegeta was still infatuated with Bulma.

“Listen Goku,” his older brother hardly called him that anymore, only did when he wanted him to be an obedient little brat, “It was Bulma’s decision not to tell the prince. Who are we to say otherwise? Besides her and I are together now and as far as we’re concerned Trunks is my brat,” Goku looked at him positively hurt, “look is best for everyone this way. Do you think Trunks would be allowed to live if it becomes known?
I don’t need to give you an answer to that. Vegeta-sama does not care for her, and even if he does he could never care the way I do, or even do anything about it, he is the crown prince and mating an alien is out of the question.”

“She can be his concubine, Trunks won’t be the king, but he would live like one.” Goku persisted.

“Bulma doesn’t deserve that…neither does Trunks.” The two brothers looked at one another for a moment, Goku nodded once in agreement and walked to the door.

“I don’t agree with you, but I hope you’re right…’cause if you’re not… may the Gods save you from Vegeta’s wrath.” With this said the younger Saiyan exited leaving his brother alone with his thoughts.

The communication screen came on displaying a somewhat annoyed Bulma.

“Raditz!” he looked at her beautiful face, reaffirming that he had made the right decision, “What are you doing? We need to talk,” his blue haired vixen continued.

“What about woman?” she glared at him, making him smirk.

“I told you not to call me that…if you are not letting me go to the lab at least let me work on the folders you brought”

“They’re in Madrani…can you just do like you’re told and rest?”

“I will rest when we get that mother fucking lizard” he chuckled at her well-chosen string of words.

“Is Trunks in the room, remember you are a mother now, you shouldn’t use such foul language except…when you’re in bed with me.” He laughed out loud when he saw the flush on her cheeks… point taken.

“I’ll see you in a few.” He said getting up to go.

“Are you bringing the folders?”

“Hai, hai.” sighted Raditz ending the transmission, opening the drawer on his desk, taking the said folders and exiting the room.

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Celipa came out of the closet she had been hiding in, her hand covering her mouth; she could still not believe what she had just heard.

She had come to get Raditz, to ask him if he would spar with her, upon seeing he was not here she began to snoop around his things. Her obsession with the longhaired god had dramatically increased since he saved her on Madran, since he fought the prince.

She hid in the closet when she heard someone coming, suppressing her ki. That hadn’t been a hard thing to do; compared to the two brothers her ki was almost nonexistent.

While hiding in there, she heard the whole conversation between the brothers, from Kakarotto’s admission to being with Chivaa to the harsh reality that Raditz was in love with that damned alien. However the bit of information about the woman’s child was a pot of gold she’d been lucky eh toh to stumble upon.

She was too stunned to even think about that now, but surely she could find good use for it at some point.

What was it about that woman that drove perfectly sane men…mad? She thought while rummaging through Raditz things, she found a glove, took it gingerly and hid it within her armor. Yeah, mad was the word, the long haired god had been so promiscuous before the alien showed up in the picture, she knew he had wanted Chivaa, she’d known for years as a matter of fact, but dismissed it as another of his flings.
The only reason she joined his squad was because the stupid attraction she had felt for him the first time she saw him. Soon it became infatuation and now…every time she saw the alien the urge to fly up to her and kill her, tear that long silky blue hair strand by strand proved too much to bear.

Exiting the room, she made her way to the training grounds; she’ll go through her training as she originally wanted; only now her mind would be at peace, she finally had a weapon to rid herself of Bulma.

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A/N Well that Celipa is sure up to something I’d say, but will anything come out of it...will Goku go and will he tell the prince. All this and more...much more on the next Chapter.^^