Protection the Raditz Way | By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 3557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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concepts of KISS being superheroes, owned by Dark Horse and Marvel either. I
don't get paid for this. Atomique, Bohr, Fermi, Dragon Womyn, and Black Widow
are my fan characters and Black Widow is Bulma the Babe's. Thanks BUNCHES and
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By the time Raditz reached Mt. Paozu
it was almost dark. He hovered briefly over the home that he'd visited a number
of times already, yet still was amazed that he had even dwelled there for any
length of time. The shack to the left was hopelessly primitive, and the Capsule
dome was barely large enough to contain all the life forms he saw there.
Snorting, he turned off his scouter and dropped to a
landing. He marched up to the front door, and raised his fist to knock.
Immediately the door flew open, and Gohan stood there, glaring at him.
"What do you want here?"
"Nephew, I wish to see Kakkarot… please…” said Raditz,
inclining his head and holding out one hand in the traditional Saiyan salute.
"You have a lot of nerve coming here!" Gohan
snapped.
“I apologize for creating enmity among us, but I didn’t
expect…”
"Gohan, relax… is that you Raditz?" asked Son
Goku's voice as he quickly moved over and tugged at his son's shoulder.
"Dad… wait a minute…" Gohan protested, moving to
block his dad’s way.
"Gohan, go back and see if Videl needs any help with
the kids. Atomique is just starting dinner… and she needs Goten's help with
Trunks…" said Goku.
"But…" Gohan stammered.
"No buts. Raditz's family and
he's welcome in this house… got it?" Goku snapped at him.
"I don't…"
"No arguments, Gohan… I mean it!" Goku said
firmly. Grumbling, Gohan marched off and vanished, leaving Raditz standing in
the doorway with crossed arms.
"It was not my intention to come as a threat. I merely
wished to visit Tomique-san," said Raditz.
"Oh?" Goku blinked. “Sure… she’s here… you can come in and have
dinner with us…”
"Will it upset your son if I do so?" asked Raditz.
"No, he'll behave," said Goku. "Come in… and
make yourself at home. My house is your house…"
“Thank you, Brother,” Raditz grunted and moved past Son Goku
to enter the Capsule house. A modern sofa and chairs sat opposite one another,
while carpet stretched under the Saiyan's boots. Two boys played with one
another, their dark curly hair and dark eyes making them look for a moment like
Saiya-jin children.
"Sit down and relax… I'll get you something to
drink," said Son Goku.
"Here?" asked Raditz, glancing at the two boys who
looked up at him in wonder. Goku nodded, and he walked over to lower himself
onto the sofa with a grunt. The furniture seemed flimsy, but held well under
his weight. It was easy to forget he was not on a world with heavier gravity.
If he was not careful he might break something.
"Hello?" asked one of the boys, glancing up at
him. "Who are you?"
"Greetings," Raditz said, glancing down at the two
boys walking over towards him. They had turned their attention from the
flickering box called a TV that the humans were mesmerized by.
"Are you Mr. Funny man's brother?" asked the
first. "I'm Bohr. You look like him sorta…"
"I'm his brother, Raditz," said the warrior,
putting his hands on his lap. "Are you the woman's... I mean Tomique-san's
children?"
"I'm Fermi, I'm two minutes older then him. Our mommy's
in there cooking dinner with Goten-kun. Are you a fighter like
Son-kun-san?" said Fermi.
"I am. I serve Prince Bejita, of planet
Vegetasei…" said Raditz, unsure of how to conduct himself around children
so naïve. Their dark eyes fixed on him. One of them crawled up and sat next to
him, while the other tugged at his armor.
"Cool, are you from outer space? You have a tail!"
gasped Bohr.
"I would not touch that if I were you. Saiyan tails are
very dangerous to touch without provocation…"
"Do you turn into an ape if you see the moon?"
asked Fermi.
"Yes, of course," Raditz said, blinking in
surprise.
"Wow, do you smash things?" Bohr asked.
"I err… only do so under the orders of my prince,"
he said, coughing and glancing around for someone to rescue him from these two
children who were unnervingly trusting of him.
"A guest, you said nothing about a…" Atomique
asked as she strode out with a can of soda. At sight of him, she stopped.
"Mommy, there's a cool space monkey here to visit, just
like in Son Goku-san's story!" one of them said walking up to her.
"Raditz, what are you doing here?" she asked. Bohr
and Fermi exchagned a glance and gave one another a grin. Something about this
man made their mommy blush, and act all silly like Gohan and Videl did around
each other. While they were too young to know the implications, they guessed
that Raditz knew their mother better than they both alleged.
"I'm hurt, woman. I thought you'd be pleased to see
me," he gave her a devilish smile.
"Do you know him mommy?" asked Bohr, while Fermi
continued to stare at Raditz sitting there.
"Yes I do! He's my... friend from Capsule, and we work
together," Atomique said, while Raditz gave her a knowing smirk.
"Fermi, don’t climb on him! You don't know him…"
"I will not hurt your children, female," said Raditz
with a snort as she rushed over to stop Fermi from crawling into his lap.
"I'm sorry, I just didn’t' expect you here…" she
said as she watched Raditz pick the boy up and set him on his knee. As the boy
reached for the furry tail coiled around his waist, Raditz surprised him by
uncurling it and letting it flicker slowly back and forth.
" I suppose you're staying for dinner? And that you're
the surprise guest Goku was going on about?" she asked, moving over and
picking up her son Bohr. She set him on her lap, feeling Raditz's
hip touch hers.
"Amazing… it is like the one in the story… look,"
said Fermi, trying to catch it.
"Don't touch his tail, all right… that's rude…"
said Atomique, embarrassed. "Whatever you do, don't pull it or squeeze
it!"
"You do know something about Saiyans after all, I’m
touched," Raditz teased as he accepted the glass of wine she handed him.
"Well, Son Goku gave me the lecture," she said,
sitting down on the sofa next to him.
"I thought you knew from other experience," Raditz
winked at her. Bohr curled up in her lap, and stared at his twin that Raditz
was awkwardly toddling on his knee.
"Oh shut up," she blushed.
"You two act just like Nissan and Videl, you
know," Fermi said.
"You two are well acquainted with my nephew then,"
Raditz said.
"Is he the one in the story..." trailed off Bohr.
"He can't be. He's cool," said Fermi, as Raditz
let the boy slide down from his lap. He rested his hand on Raditz's
boot, tugging at the bindings and smoothing his hands over the armor.
"Did I... miss something?" Raditz asked, glaring
at Atomique with suspicion. A snicker of amusement crossed his lips, and then
he saw the ashamed look on her face.
"It's okay, she thought you were someone else,"
said Fermi, glancing at his brother. "From one of Son-kun-san's stories..."
"He's from another universe," said Atomique
quickly to Bohr, who continued to look at Raditz with wide eyes.
"Your mother and I are good friends, and I guard her
when I am at capsule," said Raditz, guessing her sons may have the same
ability as he did to sense truth from lies.
"Good, cause we don't want anyone to hurt our
mommy," Bohr said.
"I'd never let that happen," Raditz said quietly,
looking him right in the eyes.
"Ah, I see you've met the twins face to face,"
said Goku, walking in with a tray piled with chips and other enormous portions
of snacks. He set them down on the coffee table by his brother, who snaked out
his hand and grabbed a whole handful of cheese puffs to shove into his mouth.
The dust fell on his black armor, and he licked his fingers clean.
"They're quite… fine children. Of course I'm not used
to seeing any of this age… because…"
"She knows all about that too," Son Goku said,
sitting in the armchair to their left. Slipping off Raditz's
lap, Fermi walked over and climbed up into his brother's. At mention of Raditz's questioning gaze she blushed slightly.
"I'm sorry I was so rude before. I am thankful you
saved my life. I was acting foolishly…"
"Think nothing of it, Tomique-chan," said Raditz
with a charming smile. It was surprising to see it on his wild face. Flickering
light from the TV moved across his green visor.
"You can take that off in here… nobody's going to
attack you," Son Goku teased. Raditz reached up and pulled off his
scouter, and handed it to a very curious Bohr.
"May I see?"
"Be careful with it, child. It's not a toy…" Raditz
said, picking it up and slipping it over Bohr's face. He showed the boy the
buttons on the side to press, and the child squealed with delight as he saw the
images of ki flickering over it.
"Why is Gohan-kun afraid of you, Mr. Monkey man?"
asked Fermi.
"His name is Raditz, and he's my older brother,"
Son Goku corrected him.
"Can I call you Uncle then? Like Uncle Yamucha and
Krillen?" asked Fermi.
"Ahem… perhaps you should tell me how I encountered you
in this… dimension…" Raditz said, awkwardly shifting in his chair at the
open display of affection.
"It's not a pretty story…" son Goku said.
"Wasn't the guy in that story having the same
name?" asked Bohr.
Goku held up his finger. A mental query shot into Bohr's
mind, and he was silent. "He's not a bad guy even though his name's the
same..." Goku's mind told him.
"Oh," Bohr said aloud. "I'm glad..."
Bohr moved over and climbed awkwardly onto Raditz's lap, staring up into his face. The green lenses of
his scouter covered the child's face, making him look a bit sinister. Fermi
moved over and got on his mother's lap, looking at his brother playing with the
scouter.
Goku choked, "But Gohan was captured when he was barely
older then these kids here. And unfortunately a lot of people got hurt… and the
person… who looked like you… ended up being the one responsible…"
"I apologize, Brother," said Raditz quietly.
"Perhaps I should not be here… to create enmity between you and your
son…"
“No, you’re my guest here,” Atomique said. “And if Gohan doesn’t like it… you and I can
leave…”
“That’s HARDLY necessary…” Son Goku said. "The fact
you're here now, having a normal conversation with me proves that you're okay…
I mean you're not the same person that… did those things. Sure you've done
other things… that weren't so nice. But you are… my brother…"
Raditz noticed with interest how Son Goku's chin tightened
when he said this. That moisture gleaming in his eyes was odd, and he wondered
if it was what the humans called tears. Uncomfortably he shifted in his seat,
unsure if he wanted to know just what atrocities had been committed by his
counterpart here.
"So, I'm dead in this world," said Raditz.
"Yes, I'm afraid so," Goku said, closing his eyes.
A moment later a smile broke across his face and he cheerfully said, "But
hey, that's in the past. I want you to feel like you're always welcome here.
You're part of the Son family… and there's plenty to eat… I made some of my
favorites. Do you like egg rolls?"
"Egg rolls? Like those things Nappa devours by the
dozen?" asked Raditz.
"Um, I guess… c'mon and let's get you set up… the
dining room's this way," he said, motioning to get up. Radditz rose, and
walked after him, then stopped to let the woman and her children go before him.
She blinked, surprised at his manners.
"I'm not the barbarian you think I am," he
whispered as his shoulder brushed hers.
"Now wait a moment!" she blurted out. The gleam in his eyes told her that he was
joking.
“I know that but they don’t,” Raditz whispered, flicking his
tail across her thighs.
"Why don't you show him where the guestroom is…"
said Goku. "I think there's some clothes in there that might fit him. You
don't mind changing into something else… that armor's not necessary here…"
"As you wish, brother," said Raditz.
“C’mon, follow me… this way,” Tomique sighed. She grabbed his hand and tugged him after
her while the twins moved off into the den where Goten and Trunks played video
games.
Around the small table the family gathered at around half
past seven at night. Son Goku sat at the head, while his older brother Raditz
sat to his left. Next to the Saiyan warrior settled Atomique. Videl sat across
from Raditz, while Goten and Trunks sat on her other side opposite Atomique.
The chair at the foot was empty, because Gohan flitted about, fixing food and
placing it on the table.
Before dinner Raditz had taken off the chest piece and
shoulder guards of his armor, donning one of Son Goku's T shirts to appear less
threatening. Below the waist he still wore the traditional Saiyan armor. Both
Fermi and Bohr helped Gohan to pile stacks of food before the brothers. Raditz
figured his scouter was someplace in the house, and hoped the child would
return it in one piece.
"Sit down, I can get that," said Videl to Gohan.
Her boyfriend set huge platters of steamed rice, vegetables and others on a
revolving trivet at the center. Huge tables to the sides were piled with
multiple bowls. An enormous plate of egg rolls were set near Raditz, and he
felt his mouth watering.
"I'm fine," Gohan said. Raditz watched Goku
dipping a ceramic ladle into his bowl of egg drop soup instead of using the
chopsticks. Relaxing, Raditz picked up the ceramic ladle and mimicked his
younger brother's eating style. By lifting the soup bowl nearby he could spoon
what he couldn't reach directly to his mouth.
"Sit down, Gohan," said Goku, glaring at his son.
Fermi sat on a booster seat next to his mother, while Bohr nudged between Videl
and Gohan's chair.
"Sit down Gohan-sama?" Bohr asked. "Next to
me?"
"I believe he wants your help, son," said Goku,
nodding to Atomique's child looking up longingly at Gohan. Raditz watched this
out of the corner of his eye, amazed how comfortable the Son family was with
Atomique's two boys.
Sighing, Gohan flopped into his chair. "All right
Dad," he sighed.
Videl got up, and motioned for Goten to help her serve her
fiancée some food. Atomique felt the tension so thick it could be cut with a
knife, and a very dull one at that. Egg rolls vanished quickly, followed by
steamed rice and eight treasures chicken piled on top.
So far Raditz struggled to shovel rice into his mouth with
his chop sticks. Most of it landed on his face and hair unfortunately. Gohan
ignored his uncle as he scarfed down his eighth and tenth bowls of eight
treasures. Son Goku devoured vast amounts of cooked noodles, chopsticks flying
with incredible speed that was almost a blur.
A bit of food landed on Atomique's lap, and she heard Raditz
cursing in Saiyaneese. "You all right?" she asked him.
"No..." he grumbled.
"Let me help you..." she said. He glanced
anxiously at his brother and nephew outpacing him in the food consumption and
struggled to wrap his huge fingers around the ivory chopsticks.
"Here... just put this one between your thumb, and this
one here... like a pair of long fingers..." she said, positioning them in Raditz's grasp. He clumsily dug them into the bowl, and
almost dumped half the lump onto her lap and his. With her help he got it to
his mouth.
Picking up the piece of chicken that landed on her lap she
held it between her thumb and forefinger. Raditz dropped the chopsticks shaking
his head while she held it up to him. "This is yours I believe."
His tongue flickered over her fingers as he ate it directly
from her hand. "Thank you, woman," he rumbled, licking the sauce from
her sticky fingers.
"Um... you're... welcome..." she blinked, seeing
him give her a smoldering stare.
"Hold up your bowl to your face like this," Goku
said through a mouth full of eight treasures chicken. "Then all ya gotta
do is shovel it down..."
"Hmm, that works MUCH better brother," said Raditz
with relief. Goku nodded and then resumed eating.
"Was what my uncle said in that language...a bad
word?" asked Goten to Trunks.
"That's the same thing my dad says when the GR blows
up," Trunks grinned. Goten chuckled.
For the remainder of dinner she listened to Goku telling
Radditz all about the history of the mountain and his childhood. With interest
his brother listened intently, while the others ate in silence. Trunks and
Goten thankfully talked about all manner of things that kids their age loved.
Videl did her best to keep Gohan from blurting something inappropriate out.
Finally the dishes were collected, and Atomique got up to
help wash. Raditz suddenly got up as well, and glanced at the people around the
table. "I'll assist you," he said to everyone's amazement.
"I'll be studying," Gohan sighed again, and let
Videl walk him out into the living room again, each of them carrying a twin.
Goten and Trunks rushed out in a flurry to resume their video game where it
last left off, leaving Goku alone with his brother and house guest.
"I'll wash, you dry," said Atomique. She threw a
towel to Raditz, and lined up next to Goku by the wash basin.
Dishes floated and bobbed under his hands. Raditz messed
with the dishes she handed him, finally using his tail at one point to maneuver
the drying cloth as he called it into position. He glanced over at Goku and
said, "Your son doesn't trust me…"
"Oh, give him a chance to warm up to you! He isn't on
the verge of flipping out anymore… not like the first few times you
visited…"
"He's sticking around, and letting Videl stay,"
said Atomique. "Give them time, they'll come around. You're an acquired
taste. If anyone gets along with the prince… no offense… they can get along
with ANY Saiya-jin…"
"The meal was adequate, Brother. You have two fine
sons, and your house is small but comfortable…"
"Thanks to Buruma. I actually grew up in the house
across…" said Goku. "Are you going to stay the night?"
"If it wouldn't be too much trouble…"
"You could sleep in the guest bedroom… or in the
guesthouse… there's a sofa and a couch… or I could bunk there," said Goku.
"I don't wish to inconvenience you," said Raditz.
"I shall sleep in the hut if you wish. It isn't any worse than any of the
encampments at training on Bejitasei…"
"I'll help you get settled," said Atomique.
"Where will Gohan and Videl be staying?"
"Well, you and she can have the master bedroom tonight.
I'll just crash on the sofa here. Trunks and Goten will be with the boys in the
big room," Goku offered.
"Unless the lovely lady wishes to grace me with her
company," Raditz whispered as she walked past.
"Dream on," she groaned, rolling her eyes. Yet she
felt a small thrill at the thought of such an obvious flirtation.
She turned to Goku and said, "I don't want to put you
out. I'll sleep in the guest room... Videl can have your bed..."
"Well, I can make the guest bed up..." said Son
Goku.
"I'll sleep... in Grandpa Gohan's house," she
said, much to Goku's surprise. "It has a fold out sofa, right?"
"Yes..." nodded Goku. "And one bed... are you
sure?"
"We're adults," she said to Goku. Shrugging he got
up and left them to finish.
"I'll put the twins to bed. You can finish up in
here," Son Goku said with a smile. He left Atomique and Raditz to finish
putting things away. They quickly stashed the dishes and Raditz followed her to
collect his armor.
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