Meant to Be

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

Destinies in Solace (Part Two)


“You sent for me Freeza-sama?” Vegeta came straight from the training room, that was his only activity besides eating, he didn’t even wasted time in such a trivial matters such as sleeping, he drove himself to the bone, it kept his mind occupied, it kept it off the lizard, off the fact that he was alone, off the…woman.

His first reaction at hearing the monster’s call was fear, fear and disgust…disgust at the memory and disgust at himself, for being so weak

“Well my Ouji-chan, it’s been a week and I have not seen you move a finger to find out about the attack to my base” black lips touched the rim of the glass, Vegeta knelt fixing his gaze on Zarbon, promising all the pain he could conjure in his wicked tortured mind. The blue longhaired warrior was being particularly cruel and annoying of late.

“Hai Freeza-sama, I am investigating the matter, I shall report to you the minute I find out anything.” Vegeta offered with hopes that it would be enough for now.

“Very well,” Freeza said, unconsciously making him look up, he didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared at how easy he was taking this, “You do that Vegeta-chan. In the meantime I got a transmission from your father Vegeta okii saru,” Zarbon chuckled at the nickname, “requesting your presence at his birthday celebration in a week from now. You do realize that given your prior performance in Madran I should refuse to allow you to go, but since you are my very favorite soldier now a days,” another chuckle from the braided man, at which Vegeta bared his teeth to, “I think it will be good for you to distract yourself for a little while, plus I’m sure you would like to see that little girlfriend of yours,” the monster’s easy smile turned into an ugly malicious grin at the mention of his fiancé. On one of the monster’s previous molestations, Freeza had made it perfectly clear that he would not allow him to mate anyone, not that the prince cared, but the fact that this disgusting lizard wanted to rule his life made his blood boil.

“But before you go to Vegeta-sei there’s something I need you to do first….”


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“The file I opened basically contained research logs and a journal of the ‘Body enhancement’ program…I thought you said there would be Blue prints as well”

“Yes… that’s what my Madrani informant told me.” Raditz said matter of fact.

“Body enhancements…what kind of body enhancements?” Bardock cut in.

“Well, according to this, they have experimented with drugs, genes, DNA and various other methods to easeease body performance, even brain alteration and such. If I am reading this correctly, I think this is what they mean by ‘ weapon’ Freeza seems to be trying to develop perfect warriors. In one of the files it even mention subjects, the information isn’t complete so I don’t know what they are referring to.” Bulma looked around, examining each and every stunned face.

“You mean like…us?” Chivaa asked

“If I’m not mistaking…more powerful.” Bulma responded.

“Drugs cannot harvest warriors, it cannot give them skill.” Toma added with a tone of sarcasm, this all thing sounded like bull shit to him.

“I agree with Toma.” Nappa grunted, the king only nodded not deeming it necessary to comment on it

“They are technologically very advanced, plus we don’t know how long they been working on this project. I need more information, the downloads Raditz brought me are not enough, and the files only contain upgrades for the weapons they already have, all I have to go on is this journal... don’t you guys fear this?” Her eyes fixed on Raditz, they had discussed this before, and he agreed with her, he also told her she would have trouble getting her point across. She looked at him begging with her eyes for him to interfere, to make them understand that this is no joke.

“I will look into it, giving Bulma’s prior insights and the fact that Freeza sent the Ginyu force along with Vegeta-sama to protect whatever was there because of a simple rumor of an attack. It must mean something important was going down at that lab, I also think this could be it.” Raditz eyes met hers, reassuring her.

“Do that, but be as discreet as possible. It might be very possible that Freeza is just leadings us in the wrong direction on purpose.” Vegeta no Ou said getting up, “I will leave the rest up to you. Bulma, in the mean time I have another target I want to hit and we need to concentrate on our own weapon developing.”

“Another target your majesty?!” Bardock interrupted getting up as well. “Don’t you think it is too soon Ou-sama?”

“I do, but given the information Raditz provided me with earlier, I think we must proceed.”

“What information is that?” Bulma asked shooting her lover an evil glance, he had not told her anything about it.

“It seems that Freeza is transporting unusual quantities of a rare metal to a planet called ‘Lodos’ on the ‘Darios’ quadroon. As far as I know t’s n’s nothing there. Our majesty believes that is for the weapons they’re building.” The said information and strategy officer offered.

“I leave the rest to you Raditz.” Vegeta no Ou said stepping out of the room.

“Hai Ou-sama,” all the Saiyans in the room bowed to the departing king, Bulma however keep on glaring at Raditz murderously. They all sat, Raditz walked to the head of the conference table, giving her a pleading look.

“Is my job to inform the king everything I find out.” He whispered to her in apology, he brushed his fingers to hers; jerking her hand away she looked the other way.

“What about what we talked? You said you’ll tell me everything.” She said angrily.

“Tell you everything that concernes you.” He retorted in the same angry tone.

“And this doesn’t concern me? You heard the king, he wants me to…”

“Enough brats!!” Bardock blurred behind the quarreling couple “If you have…things to discuss, do it at home. Raditz get on with it.” He stepped between them pushing his son, opening a chair for Bulma to sit down.

“As you well know the, ‘Darios’ quadroon is a system we purged for Freeza a few years ago. We wiped the whole system upon his request, but he has failed to sell it ever since. About a month or so ago a mix of rare metals and strange substances began being transported to the planet I mentioned before.” Raditz typed some buttons on his computer reading his content before continuing, then added, “ As we speak they are getting shipments of a rare material that can only be obtained on Pluto,” he looked at Bulma,

“You should be familiar with that planet, is on the solar system Chikyuu used to be.”

“Pluto…what kind of material?” Bulma eyes reverted to Raditz, her previous anger forgotten.

“Yes, its called adamantium, my sources tell me is an indestructible metal of some kind. We’ve known since the beginning about the transports.”

“Then why worry about it now?” Toma asked.

“Because of the increased amount of activity since the attack to Madran, it seemed they were being discreet before, now they don’t seem to care who notice.” The longhaired strategist admitted.

“Why do you think they need this metal for?” Bardock added his own inquiry.

“We don’t even know what the metal is used for or the chemical make up of it, I been trying to get a sample since this started but I have not been able to.”

“We had that metal in Chikyuu too,” Bulma added absently, “It was commonly used for spaceships, but as it got scarce they only limited the use for defense research, my father’s company manufactured stuff for the government using the metal.”

“What kind of stuff?” Nappa’s turn to add to the mix

“I don’t know they were top secret, I never really cared, back then I was just a young girl having fun. I do know however that they wanted to inject it on human subjects somehow, to make their skeletons indestructible, I know this because they approached my father to ask his opinion on the matter,” her face had taken an absent, sad look to it, this was the first time she spoke of her family or life in Chikyuu since the fated day she was brought to this planet, “ He told them it was impossible, that the metal would have to be at a very high temperature and stay that way until it attached to the matter they wanted it to, no human body would resist the first stage of the experiment and live.” She finished.

“How do you know this?” Bardock asked, putting a hand on her shoulder, noticing her eyes shining with tears and how vulnerable she was at that moment.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t wish to; we can manage with what we know.” Raditz came down to meet her eyes; he stroked her hair out of her face and held her chin as he stroked her lips. For those who knew him, knew that he never displayed this kind of affection, openly or notrdocrdock observed his first-born’s tenderness toward the blue haired woman and wondered for the thousandths time... What was it about her that could change people like this, he too had notice subtle changes in himself, he was more compassionate and tolerant now, he even laughed and enjoyed himself more, something he had never done since his mate passed. He realized now, looking into her blue sad eyes that he saw her as a daughter, the daughter his mate had so much wanted and didn’t lived long enough to have.

“Raditz’s right.” was all he added, putting his hand on her blue crown stroking her hair softly.

“What the fuck is the matter with you two?” Nappa’s voice made the two turn to him,

“Raditz if your mate don’t have the guts to sit through this meeting she better go, we don’t need weaklings involved in this.” The bald man casted a piercing stare on her direction, Bulma quickly recovered, putting her arms around Raditz shoulders giving him a peck on the lips before getting up on her feet.

“Who do you think you are calling weak, if I may remind you I was the one mainly responsible for the raid to Madran, and I am also the only one who knows about this rare metal you’re all obsessing about, and I am the only one who has a sample of it, so you better lay off my back before I walk away from this whole thing, I still remember it was your god dammed race who destroyed my home. I have no obligation to help you.” The room was silent after that, Nappa’s eyes as big as saucers and Raditz smirked proudly at his woman’s backbone.

“Go on girl.” Bardock smirked like his son. Understanding a little more why he chose her over Chivaa.

“Did you just say you have a sample of it?” Chivaa asked on cue.

“Uh…yeah I do, I mean I have a locket my papa gave me made out of the metal. He said it was indestructible like our family. I never really treasured it until I was brought here.”

“Where is it?”

“At home…the one you told me looked like a cheap market souvenir.” Her eyes met her long spiked roomie, smirking at his embarrassed expression.

“It does…” Raditz flush grew deeper as Toma released a loud laugh and Chivaa just covered her mouth to stop from giggling.

“I will bring it to the lab to be examined…that is if I’m allowed at the lab,” she looked at her lover once more.

“If you must,” he responded still lightly blushed.

“Well then, tomorrow, I’ll be at the lab first thing in the morning…Nappa tell Vegeta no Ou that I will have a full report the day after his birthday celebration, arrange a meeting then.” With this said she began to collect her files and papers not noticing the collective open-mouthed Saiyans staring at her.

“You don’t tell me what to do!” Nappa recovered quickly.

“Fine, don’t tell him anything, I’ll have Raditz do it and make you look like the ugly monkey you are.” Toma once again started laughing, this time Chivaa could not hold her amusement and laughed with him as well, Bardock smirked at the girl’s spunk and Raditz just stood there staring at her with such intensity that it seemed that he would just fuck her right on the conference table.

“Ready?” he finally asked.

“Yes,” she answered holding her things. Raditz put his arm around her waist and blurred out of sight.

“What the fuck was that about?” Nappa said disbelievingly.

“That…my dear Nappa is the Chikyuu-jin fire that will rule us all if you take your eyes off it for too long.” Chivaa smirked as the words left her mouth.

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Vegeta, prince of the warrior Saiya-jin race, second commander of Lord Freeza’s minions made his way down the long dark corridor of the prison like building on the distant planet of ‘Lodos’. Freeza had asked him to pay a visit to a certain prisoner who was opposing him by refusing to continue his research and develop the lord of darkness and horror’s newest weapon.

Vegeta was taken to a room at the end of the hall, telling the guards that accompanied him to stay behind; he walked into the room without bothering to knock.

What he saw even made him feel distraught. On the corner of the room, a room that contained nothing but a bed and a toilet sat on the floor a frail, disturbingly malnourished man, in his mid forties he would sBut But what it stroked him the most, other than the condition of him was the unusual color of his hair and eyes. His hair was a shade of soft lavender, mated with dirt and dried blood, but his eyes…his eyes were as blue as…

The man was looking at him with contempt, even in the position he was in, the pride and resolution in the old man’s gaze was something that made him, one of the most feared beings in the galaxy respect him.

“I am Vegeta Saiyan-jin no Ouji.” He started without preamble, “I was sent here to make you reassume your work.” He usually was not this talkative or civil, but something about this man compelled him to.

“I know exactly what you are…monster,” the man spat never taking his eyes off him,
“Tell your Lord that I will not perform the monstrosities he wants on live subjects, he can kill me for all I care, I been ready to die since your god dammed race came and destroyed my home.” Vegeta just looked at the man, not feeling the usual rage he would at the man’s open admonishing of his people, they had purged many worlds and destroyed at least half of them, all in the name of the fucking lizard, and for what? For the demon to spit it all back in their faces

That this man who had no fighting power whatsoever was opposing the monster, was nothing short of admirable, he himself was the bastard’s bed warmer and could do nothing but puke afterwards. He took a step closer, flinching at the smell of waste and body odor in the cell.

“What world weru fru from?” He asked calmly.

“Chikyuu.” The man responded in a small voice, looking away for the first time. Vegeta’s eyebrows went up at the admission; no wonder the old man resembled the woman so much, they were from the same world, he himself had never been to Chikyuu before they destroyed it, but had been told how beautiful it was, and judging by the woman and this man, its habitants must have been something else as well.

“I know it comes a little too late, but for what is worth, I am sorry.” He offered, the man looked at him once more and nodded solemnly, he himself could not believe he had uttered those words. Vegeta no Ouji had never, ever apologized before.

“I didn’t think that I would ever hear that from a Saiyan, especially their prince.” The man offered more amicably.

“Neither did I.”

“I’ am sorry but I will not do it, if you were sent here to kill me if I refused, please do it now.” The man’s tone was determined.

“No, I was told to make you work no matter what, but not to kill you.” Comprehending what the man meant.

“Why sending a Saiyan, Lord Freeza must know how much I hate your race and also the fact the he wants me to perform such obscene procedures to one of your people…are you really that cold?” Vegeta did not know what to say, Freeza hadn’t told him what the scientist was working on, only to make sure he went back to it.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I am but another puppet in the lizard’s army, I am not worthy enough for the details.”

“Well young man let me tell you the details. I am to insert a metal called adamantium to one of your subjects’ skeleton, Freeza thought that because of my hatred to Saiyans I would be more than happy to do it, but I am a scientist not a murderer, the procedure will most assuredly cost your comrade his life an a very painful way.”

“To insert metal into his body?” Vegeta repeated amazed, “Why…how?” he asked.

“Because he wants mindless indestructible soldiers to do his bidding, and because he fears your race.”

“Since when have you worked on this?”

“Almost three years, since I was captured from my home and separated from my family.”

“Why you?”

“ I must assume is because I used to build weapons for the Department of Defense back home, and because I have extensive experience with the metal in question and because this has been tried before, in Chikyuu, this very same procedure was tried in Canada. They came to ask me to assist on the operation, though I took no part of it. Your Lord seems to believe that your race can withstand the procedure…at least the strong ones”

“How is it done?”

“Do you really like to know?”

“Yes.”

“Adamantium is a very tough metal that can withstand cold, heat, corrosion…everything that would damage common metals, it is very scarce and hard to find, Chikyuu had only one mine, if you could call it that, the other two places that were confirmed to have it are Pluto, the farthest planet from our sun and Mercury, the closest. For us, with our technology was impossible to reach either of those planets…but for Lord Freeza however…”

“However?”

“He has gathered large amounts of it. In order to melt this metal and attach to any surface the metal has to be exposed to not only great amounts of heat, but a combination of heat and radiation at the same time, back home it was tried on three subjects…none of them survived long enough to determine what went wrong…there weren’t even remains to be examined, the bodies simply melted away.”

“And you say Freeza has a Saiyan captive to experiment on?”

“Yes, Lord Freeza’s scientists believe that Saiyans cell make up, combined with their power levels are the perfect combination for success.”

‘They need an elite then.” Vegeta muted to himself, thinking over everything he had just heard. It seemed very hard to believe that Freeza would be afraid of anything, but if that was true, it meant they had a chance against the monster and he knew it. He also was betraying them by taking prisoners and doing experiments on them, this man only knew of one, but who knows how many more Saiyans have suffered at the monster’s hands. Coming to a conclusion he looked at the man in the eye.

“I will help you.” Vegeta stated simply, “tell me where is this Saiyan you must perform this…procedure on?”

“He’s held on a Ki dampening cell on the other side of the building, by the labs…why would you risk your life to help me?” No sign of distrust in the man’s voice.

“Because for the good of the entire universe Freeza must be stopped, and because I very much doubt he will keep his end of the bargain with my father. As evil and selfish as it sounds, you must now choose which evil will you put your trust and life on.” They stared at each other for a long moment, then the man stood up with great difficulty displaying for the first time a shackle around his ankle, Vegeta followed the chain to the wall, the man nodded and Vegeta let out a small Ki ball breaking the chain.

“I will take you to him.” The man walked past him going ahead.

“Let’s take care of you first,” Vegeta went out first, leading the way to the dormitory area of the building, the man was bathed, dressed, fed and cared for the minor injuries he had suffered from previous ‘persuasions’ from Freeza’s crew.

As Vegeta watched the man’s demeanor he mentally decided not to let anything happen to him, he had wanted to posses the woman, to make her his by force and had failed miserably. He had not cared about her feelings, her dreams, but now if only to make it up to her somehow, he would protect this Chikyuu-jin man with his life. He closed his eyes pledging the silent bow.

“I told you my name…Do I get to hear yours?” He said with his eyes still closed.

“Oh my… where are my manners, my name is Briefs… Trunks Briefs.”


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Raditz dropped her roughly on the bed; she hardlyrdly any time to set her things down before he started ravaging her like an animal.

“What’s the matter with you?” She got out between kisses. Trunks was still at Chivaa’s place with his Chikyuu-jin nanny.

“I want you,” he whispered as he kissed his way down her throat, she fisted her hands through his hair helping him on his descen
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“Raditz…I don’t…” a warm tongue on her nipple, “I don’t…think we should…do ahh…this.” The words almost did not make it out.

“Gods Bulma…don’t make me wait any longer,” getting up from the bed he tore his clothes off dropping them on the floor next to them, her eyes roamed over his form greedily, call it hormones, call it loneliness she could care less, she would do this and put any feelings she still had for the Saiyan prince behind, her life was now Trunks, Raditz and the mission entrusted to her…defeat that fucking lizard Freeza.

She tried to get up from the bed to touch his perfect chest and abs, but he roughly pushed her back tearing her clothes off of her, she threw her head back in laughter pushing his head to her breast.

“I got no time for foreplay.” He hissed into her mouth, kissing, sucking her lips and nipping the tip of her nose. He brought a hand to her core making her scream in delight and anticipation.

“What are you doing?” it was now her turn to hiss as she sucked his earlobe.

“Making sure you want this like I do,” Raditz whispered Oh…IOh…I want it!” Raditz gave her the most beautiful smile and entered her, throwing his head back. She felt her body rock with the intensity of it. He sat her on his lap holding on to her hips, his tail swaying back and forth in excitement, she grabbed a hold of it, running her fingers through the soft fur, he captured her mouth once again, almost desperately whilckincking her hips up and down, the pace was fast and hard, almost too much for her to take, but oh… did it feel good, she let go falling on the bed bringing him with her without separating, this was too much, her hips moved in tune with his, she arched her back screaming her release at the same time Raditz roar filled the room.

Moments later, after the throes of their orgasms resided, he rolled on his back bringing her to lie on his chest.

“Don’t get too comfortable…we’re not done yet.” He said smiling.


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Vegeta and Briefs made their way through a series of dark, humid and putrid corridors; they walked in silence, each man deep in their own thoughts.
Why had Freeza sent him here? Him off all people. It would have made much more sense to send Zarbon, or even the Ginyu, although the Ginyu only took part of the attacks and missions involving brute force…but why him? It was almost as if Freeza knew or expected him to try something against him, as if he wanted him to screw up.
No matter what the reason he had no plans to show any flaws, he would go through this charade, he would get Briefs to at least pretend to be following orders. Until he got a better picture of what the lizard was conjuring against them, and until he could get the man away safely.

Imagine what Briefs could do for his people. After seeing how feared and hated Freeza was…and the things he did, he felt disgusted to the core, true, he belonged to a race of conquers, but he had no intention to become like the lizard once he ruled over Vegeta-sei.

He decided long ago that he would rule his people to take what they needed, and to take it solemnly, and if at all possible have the natives of whatever planet that happens to be, to embrace them as their benefactors, not hate them and fear them the way they did the tyrant…or the way they were feared now. He did not wanted to kill needlessly anymore; he realized a little too late that it did not show power, but ignorance, cowardice and cruelty. He did not want more Chikyuus to be sacrificed for the good of the Saiyan Empire…or for any empire for that matter. It will be a long road, but a road that must be traveled indeed…if he was still alive for the journey that is…

“We’re here,” came Briefs low voice, “this is his cell.” He opened the door using eye scan as well as DNA proof, the door hissed opened after a moment to reveal the same rancid smell as with Briefs’ holding room, only it was not dark, but white, white and bright, as he followed the older man into it he felt a pull, as if the life was being sucked out of him, he felt dizzy and without even realizing it was on the floor, his breathing came in hard long gasps.

Suddenly the air came back to his lungs and his body began to feel normal again, he looked up to see Briefs by a switch of some sort.

“I disengaged the Ki dampening system…your…subject has been exposed to it for too long, it will take him a while to recuperate.” The man walked to help him up, Vegeta nodded, acknowledging the gesture but getting up on his own.

On a lab table, he saw the poor bastard strapped from his legs, torso and neck, he walked to him noticing his hair, it was identical to Kakarotto’s, the way the man’s head was positioned did not allow him to see the man’s features.

Something pulled at him, something he did not know could pull, a wave of fear gripped him to think of the third class was confined to this.

He took another step dreading what he would find. The man took a deep breath, arching his back to rejoice in it, as if he had been but denied this very simple and mundane act, he turned his face to the prince, making him gasp, the man was not Kakarotto…it was Bardock!!

“Bardock! He called out,” the man breathed again, then coughed, opening his eyes with great difficulty fixing them on the Prince.

“Ouji…sama,” he said weakly,” he tried to get up but the metal straps prevent him, “I…I am…not Bardock” the man’s weak voice taking a little more volume, “I am his brother, Turless.” Vegeta felt his chest release the air he did not know was holding, he never knew he held any sort of feeling for his friend’s father.

“What happened…how did you get captured?” the resemblance to the two he knew was remarkable.

“I was sent with my squad to planet ar, ar, for a purging mission, when we got there we meet up with Dodoria…” he closed his eyes tight at the memory,” we started the purging normally, then the Ginyu Force showed up and everything went havoc, they killed Dodoria and most of my squad, the rest of us got captured and brought here.”

“Where are the others?” it was a question for the Chikyuu-jin.

“I was not aware of any others,” the man answered fixing his glasses.
Turless tried to break the metal straps; apparently his strength had somewhat returned.

“You won’t be able to son,” Briefs announced, “They’re adamantium straps, they cannot be broken. Turless noticed him for the first time, he bared his teeth at the man, growling his frustration at not being able to reach him…and tear him apart.

“Turless!!” Vegeta snapped, “This man is here to help you, show him respect, at least in front of me.” Turless gave the prince a quizzical look, but obeyed.

“So Freeza was behind Dodoria’s death,” Vegeta said to himself, “What do we do now?” he turned to Briefs, “I can’t let Turless be cut open and experimented on.” Briefs thought for a moment, he paced the room holding his chin nodding to himself every so often.

“ I say we capture one of Freeza’s guards, go on with the experiment as planned, if this goes anything like Chikyuu there won’t be enough left to prove it was not this man.” he said pointing at Turless

“ Perfect, it will look like both of us did our jobs…I will scramble the radars long enough for you to get on a pod and go back to Vegeta-sei, inform the king of everything you heard and saw, but tell him not to do anything, we will talk once I get there for his Birthday celebration.” Turless just nodded, then reluctantly.

“What about the others?”

“They’re most likely dead, but I swear on the throne I will someday occupy. I will not rest until I know exactly what became of them.”


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I don’t want to leave Trunks alone, is enough that I leave him to go to the lab everyday.” Whined Bulma, sitting on the bed while Raditz was getting dressed for the king’s party, he looked so good in his formal armor, it reminded her of the knights tales she loved so much as a child, tall handsome knights in shining armor ready to protect the princess, well, she might not be a princess but Raditz sure was the knight who saved her.

“Bulma you have no choice, it would be considered an insult to refuse the Ou’s personal invitation, besides you should be honored; you are the first alien ever to be invited to any event at the palace, and to be the Ou’s fiftieth birthday celebration is more than a lot of us can even hope for.” Raditz’ sermon brought her back to reality; he raised his eyebrow at the way she had been staring, then shifting his eyes to her closet, “go get dressed.” He ordered.

“I don’t have anything to wear, may I remind you that I had a baby not too long ago and my clothes don’t fit me anymore.”

“Bulma you are going even if I have to drag you naked.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“Try me.”

“Fine I’ll wear the ugliest, none flattering dress, you’ll be so disgusted that you won’t want to be seen with me.” She cut her eyes at him turning the other way.

“There is nothing you can do to disgust me…remember, I am a Saiyan, I have done more disgusting things that you can begin to imagine.” His lips were at the nape of her neck the next instant, kissing his way down her chest.

“If you keep that up you won’t make it to the party either.” Pushing him she got up to go to her closet and get ready for the pain staking long night head.

“What color do you like?”

“I don’t care.”

“You have no taste.”

“Ah, so that’s why I like you…I couldn’t quite figure it out before…woman.”

“Very funny ‘your majesty Raditz no Ouji’”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Don’t call me woman.”


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Everyone was already there. Chivaa looked beautiful in her Blue and silver armor, too bad she couldn’t wear a dress, she’ll look so good, ever since Goku was around the woman positively gleamed. They had not spoken about him leaving since that day; Bulma wondered mildly how her best friend was taking it, Chivaa stood by the throne waiting for Vegeta no Ou to make his entrance.

Bardock, Toma, Goku and the others on Bardock’s squad were laughing loudly by the food tables, she giggled at the sight, Raditz squeezed her hand softly and they made their way to them.

She had opted for a very flattering, low cut electric blue tunic, held together by a wide, black leather belt to match the pumps she wore, she wore her hair up, displaying big and shiny tear drop shaped earrings, made out of a stone that would resemble very much Chikyuu’s sapphires. She was very proud of her post pregnancy cleavage and wanted to show it to the world, her flowing tunic showed enough of it to even make the Bardock and Toma stare.

“About time you brats made it!” Bardock said not taking his eyes off her chest; Raditz only smirked proudly and held his woman closer, “I was afraid the King would make it before you did.” The older man shifted his eyes to look at his younger son, he was enthralled staring at Chivaa, he elbowed him making him turn in their direction.

“Hey Raditz…Bulma!!” Goku exclaimed, taking his eyes off his lover, much to his reluctance.

“Don’t get caught staring boy,” Raditz joked, “I don’t think Nappa will miss it,”

“Hey Karrot!!” Bulma winked and Goku turned to her gasping.

“My god Bulma you look good enough to eat,” he flinched as Raditz fist knocked him on the side of the head, Bulma blushed, Toma snickered and Bardock just shook his head thinking how bold his youngest was, he had thought the very same thing, but would never put it into words.

Trumpets flooded the room, announcing Vegeta no Ou’s entrance, every one turned as one to face the double doors, Nappa stepped up, and with so much prid his his voice announced his King.

“Vegeta no Ou…king to us all… bow your respects as we unite this night in celebration of his birth.” The double doors opened and the tall king walked in slowly, his black cape flowing behind him…and then…and then she saw him, at the king’s side was his heir, in his imperial armor and crimson cape…Vegeta… Saiya-ji Ouj Ouji.


A/N Sorry it took so long, I had a lot of things going on for a while. I hope you guys like the twist I gave to the story…* did anybody caught that Wolverine bit there?*
From now on the story gets a lot more intricate and fast paced, I’m not sure how many more chapters I will write but sit tight from here on is gonna be a bumpy ride.


Ou: King
Ouji: Prince
Ohime: Princess
Koibito: lover
Saru: monkey
Chibi: little
Tossan: (short for Otossan) father
Onna: woman
Onna no Ko: girl
Okii: big
no (in between word is a possessive noun, ie: Watashi no kuruma (my car) Anata no tomodachi (your friend) etc.