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Protection the Raditz Way	By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 3557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gravity of Love

By Trynia Merin
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Toriyama and Toei animation do. I do own Atomique, Fermi and Bohr though. I don't get paid for this. This is fan fiction!
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Sweat glistened like honey all over his tanned skin. He emerged from the workout room, rubbing his face with only a white terrycloth towel. Muscles glided under the skin tightly stretched over them, clinging to him as tightly as the spandex AE suit did that he wore under his armor. It was a simple matter to step into the shower and adjust the primitive faucet to dispense hot water.
A thick perfumed scent reached his nostrils causing him to change his plans. He quickly rinsed off the essentials, banishing sweat with suds that rolled down his sculpted chest and perfect thighs. Just what she was doing in proximity to the GR was beyond him but he had a sneaking suspicion. The whirring noise told him someone had activated it, and he cursed under his breath, grabbing a towel to hitch quickly around his hips as he dashed out.
"What the HELL do you think you're doing woman?" the elder son of Bardock exclaimed as he saw a familiar white smocked figure straining to stand up in 15 g's.
"Kami damn it, if that stupid Dragon Womyn can do this so can I!" she cursed. Purple energies flared around the Carbon Alchemist as she transmuted her skeletal structure to withstand the crushing pressures of her own body weight.
"Idiotic FOOL you'll be CRUSHED!" Raditz panicked; half-levitating across the chamber when he saw her crash to the floor as the Gs increased to twenty. Her glasses slipped off and tumbled out of her purple ki field, instantly crushed.
"I did it before... must transmute to diamond..." she gasped.
Cursing he debated going towards the failsafe, or protecting his charge. Angrily he reached her side, surging a shell of protective ki around her body as she lay with her front pressed to the mat. Dizzily she felt the pressure slowly abate, while the gravity hyperbolically climbed to thirty, then forty-five. When it reached fifty, Raditz had enough. While he had trained up to 200, he didn't relish trying to get her out of here and leave her to deactivate it. So he took the next best option: he aimed his finger towards the console. A thin beam of ki shot out, and he aimed it upward towards the ceiling so the degree of arc could land in the precise trajectory as it was dragged down by gravity.
"Cute trick," she mumbled as the pressure abated. Raditz had kept the pressure at 15 Gs in the small bubble, knowing full well it would hurt her body if he removed it all at once. The console exploded in a series of sparks, while the computer voice wound down like an old-fashioned vinyl record going too slow.
"Great Father Oorzu what the HELL were you doing in here? You trying to get yourself KILLED, woman?" Raditz snarled at her.
"That's right in my EAR damn it!" she snapped back.
"Are you intact? Anything broken?" he mumbled.
"Except for my pride and my glasses, I can't see, damn it!" she cursed. Raditz realized the severe limitations this creature had, for she was virtually blind without the glasses. He could only imagine what it was like to be cursed with such weak vision, even for a human.
"They're crushed I believe," he mumbled. Slowly he pushed himself up, dropping his ki bubble. He rolled her over onto her back, slowly checking her body for any injuries.
"Crap," she mumbled, forcing away angry tears. "I did this before. When I fought Jeannie I withstood 100 G's by converting my body to diamond..."
"Perhaps you're going about this wrong? Turning matter into energy is a waste! You as a scientist should know that!" Raditz snorted impatiently.
"Thank you, Carl Sagan," she grumbled, glancing up at the fluffy blob surrounded by a spiky bush that arched over her. Reaching up she touched the skin of his sweaty arm, smelling the musk from his body. Other senses were acutely aware, compensation as she made natural sense of light and shadow. Raditz could see the faint imperfections on her skin. Yet for a human she had very smooth olive complexion. Without her glasses her eyes were dark brown, almost black. For a second they seemed Saiyan, except they reflected images of him. All she saw when she looked into his eyes was the gleam of light, no reflection. Due to the different nature of their bodily fluids, their eyes didn't refract light the same way as humans did, so they always seemed to have bottomless dark eyes.
"Another ludicrous pop culture reference. Fortunately I just watched that rather basic show," he snorted.
"You smell like old spice and gym socks," she said.
"Your sense of smell is rather decent for a human," he chuffed. He had to admit as limited, as her sense of smell was, it was far better than most humans he'd met were. It wasn't saying MUCH, but her tactile sense and intuition was also quite advanced. The major deficit was her lack of vision, which was 20/20 when aid with glasses and only blobs and shadows like a newborn baby without them.
"What were you doing, taking a shower?" she asked, reaching up to touch his muscular chest. Raditz had hunched over her, curious at the sight of her dark eyes staring up at him, as if wanting to see him but not able to. When he could see her far better than most beings on this world. Human senses seemed so limited in comparison, yet this scientist didn't seem hindered. She used instrumentation to go beyond the limits of her frail flesh, and her mind burned strong with ki.
"I WAS, till you interrupted me by putting yourself deliberately in jeopardy! I can't guard and protect you when you insist on being reckless!" he snorted. "You're only a human!"
"Only a human, or only human, Raditz?" she asked, scrunching her nose at him. He saw she was in a playful mood, and released his breath. Mumbling he pinned her thighs between his muscular knees before she could get up.
"Ningen, tailless primate. Homo sapiens," he said, bringing his face close so she could see his countenance more clearly. Dark hair spilled around her, engulfing her in a cloud of midnight coarseness. HE trailed his hair over his face, keeping her pinned in place.
"Let me up you big baboon," she grunted.
"Make me," Raditz said quietly, smirking in that traditional Saiyan way. "You've been a naughty female, and you should be punished for making my job harder!"
"Hmm, sounds, entertaining," she chuckled.
"I had hoped so. There I was about to take a shower in that primitive cleanser when I had to save your ass, albeit attractive, from your reckless GR experiment. Next time you want to crush yourself, ask me to do the honors. Or else at least have me present to show you how to properly focus your ki to defy gravity," he snarled into her ear. Sharp teeth nipped warningly while he reached down to squeeze a breast playfully.
"You do smell like gym shorts," she snorted. "For a so called advanced being, you smell like a human right now..."
"Really?" he asked quietly. He quite liked how her soft curves contrasted wit his hard muscles. A complete opposite, her gently rounded hips and thighs were generous with cellulite. Yet she was stocky and strong like a Saiyan female even if she lacked muscle tone. Against her thigh she felt a prominent bulge swelling to life, urgently tenting the towel hitched around his waist. The only thing holding it there was the damp tail twined around the top.
"Yes, you're soaking my uniform with that sweat of yours," she gasped.
"You're all sweaty too, woman," he chuffed, bending down to inhale her scent like a fine perfume. She smelled of the aromatic chemicals she had been working with: acetone, alcohol, the garlicky smell of DMSO, and something like ether. Underneath it all was her human musk, concealed by a waxy artificial smell called deodorant, and a hint of what smelled like tobacco smoke.
"Don't you dare tear up my uniform," she said with a warning glare as Raditz' fingers twisted on the front of the navy blue jacket after popping the buttons on the protective labcoat she sported.
"Too many damn fastenings," he grunted, working with his large fingers to try and loosen the buttons. Soon he had undone the jacket, and pulled her up so he could tug it off her, then work on the belt and zipper fastenings on the baggy loose pants. At one point he actually leaned down and worked the buttons loose between his lips and tongue. Dark spiky hair tickled her flesh as it was revealed and he stripped away her clothes to leave her in her white underblouse and loose pants. She had shucked the boots off when he pinned her down again between his thighs.
"Now we're on a more even footing, huh?" she said. "You still stink, Tarzan."
"Your fault for postponing my shower. But I'm sure I can think of a creative way to remedy the disparity," he purred deeply, finding her breasts with his large hands. He stopped when he heard footsteps accompanied by distinctly Saiyan scents. Specifically they belonged to Nappa and Vegeta.
"Someone coming?" she guessed from the tension and the muttered Saiyago curse.
"Drek," Raditz snarled grabbing her up and snaring as many of her clothes as he could. He wadded them into a bundle, shoving them into her arms while he carried her out under one arm.
"HEY!" she grumbled. "Wait, your towel... you lost something..."
"No time," he panted, reaching the locker room as the GR door opened. Glancing behind them she saw something white flutter to the floor and vanish into the dim mess of myopic shadows and light.
***

A very sweaty and very nude Saiyan clad only in his armlet and thigh bracelet debated what to do about their current state. Atomique had grabbed her jacket, urging him to put her down as she realized her boots were missing.
He struggled into the spandex shorts he had been wearing, then grabbed her up again with one large muscled arm. He reached down and grabbed his armor, sending it into the appropriate bin so it would be repaired and cleaned before he shoved his feet into the massive boots.
"Is that for my benefit?" she asked, nodding towards his crotch area.
"You're a pain in my ass, woman. Just why I volunteered to guard you is beyond my comprehension, if you were so damned irresistible," he mumbled.
"Watch it, or else you'll get a lousy reference," she said, reaching down and swatting his spandex covered ass. To do this she had to lift his long hair aside.
"That merely tickles, female, but it's quite entertaining," he laughed, giving her own butt a harder swat. Atomique leaned down, spanking his tight ass gliding under the taught fabric like those of an 80's metal front man.
"What's the currency on Vejitasei?" she asked.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well, I was about to say that you have a million dollar or million zenni ass, but I don't know if that translates to..."
"Standard Aurites," he said. "We used gold naturally as a medium of exchange, much as you do on your planet. It's an otherwise useless metal, save for use in electronics..."
"No kidding, really?" she mumbled sarcastically. "Telling a chemist the properties of gold! Next you're going to tell me the damn molecular weight. Do you forget I had to memorize the blasted Periodic..."
"Apologies, female," he laughed, carrying his prize down the hall. She gave him another stinging smack to his muscular ass, her hardest yet. Then it was followed by a sustained squeeze that made him stop and purr deeply because she was massaging up and down his spine from her position thrown over one shoulder.
"I'm not touching the tail, promise," she said.
"You can, if you're careful," he purred, carrying her into his room. He tossed her down on the bed, then crawled predatorily towards her.
Still wearing her sleeveless top and pants with boots, Atomique laughed up at the purring monkeyman pinning her down with his thighs. He nipped her neck, reaching for her hands to position them lightly on the furry soft band around his waist.
"Rather like handling something ELSE with care, eh?" she asked, putting one hand over the bulge in his spandex. He closed his eyes, purring at the sensation of her fingers grabbing and massaging his manhood to a greater state of arousal.
"Don't squeeze, just pet," he whispered. "Carefully now... like I touch you here... with no more firmness than I do grasping these lovely objects..."
Of course his hands were molding to the three dimensional curves of her sizable breasts. She chuckled and hissed with delight at how nicely his huge hands fit them. Almost like they were fashioned especially to cup and squeeze her in just the way she liked. Under her fingers of her right hand, Raditz' furry tail twitched while her left hand grasped his cock through his spandex. Raising a brow she wondered if the size were comparable. The furry tail dropped from around his waist, lashing against her thigh, twitching under her fingers. She let it go, observing him whip it around behind him to lash at the air to express his extreme arousal.
"Mmm," he growled, squeezing and pinching her nipples to hard peaks through two layers of cloth. Slowly she was driving him insane with her dual ministrations, so he had to remedy the situation once more. Atomique temporarily let go of his cock, but he shock his head, placing her hand again on it. Instead he reached down to undress her instead. Impatiently he simply bent down and ripped her already soaked underwear, pressing it to his nose with delight.
"Pervert," she chuckled.
"I love how sweet you smell when you're in heat,' he rumbled. Then his tail dipped between her thighs, causing her to writhe and cry out. Soft fur teased her clit, pulling just away to free his hands to continue running over her body and breasts with pinching gropes. Warily she reached up to slide her fingers along his tail.
"Am I hurting you?" she asked.
"No, that's perfect,' he moaned, twining his tail around her arm with a spasm. It latched there like a snake, then uncoiled to wrap around her thigh, and other parts of her anatomy. Reaching up she helped him tear away the spandex shorts that were almost bursting at the seams with his swelling cock. It proudly stood up and begged, urgent for satiation. Both her small hands wrapped around the engorged member to feel its slick velvety surface. For a minute she wondered if male Saiyans had penile bones like many large primates. Yet she knew that wasn't the case for they were very flaccid exactly in the manner of human ones till aroused.
Her chemical roughened fingers glided along the underside, cupping the head in each stroke. Not wishing to wait, he leaned down to spread her thighs apart. She lifted her legs to hook her ankles over his shoulders to his delight. Under her hips he cupped her buttocks, snaring her hips with his tail to jerk her forwards. He stopped to bend down and lick her folds, not worried that she wasn't waxed, but trimmed neatly with dark curls like many Saiyan females were. Each time they were together he still thrust fingers and tongue to lap up her excitement, priming her for his member.
"Ooh, I need... I need..." she panted, crying out with her first orgasm induced by his talented tongue and lips. A slightly raspy tongue shot inwards, mimicking what his cock would do after he prepared her. Small fingers yanked on his spiky abundance of hair. The pressure on his scalp served to spur him on eagerly.
"Patience," he chuckled, lifting up to lick his lips. He let her ride out the second orgasm by holding her hips with his hands and tail. Bending over her so she could see his face, he bit her bottom lip with sharp teeth. She retaliated by biting down on his tongue that swept her flavor into her hungry mouth. Through her hard kiss he grunted as he enjoyed her animalistic sucking pressure developing. Such a kiss would bruise a normal human male; followed by the nasty bite she made on the ball of his shoulder. Growling he shoved her mouth up to the jugular, startling her. His sizable cock tip nudged once then thrust into her channel.
"Grrrmmm," she grunted, biting his hard skin with her teeth. He hissed in pleasure as they penetrated to actually break through his tough skin. Atomique's jaw set like a vise there causing his thick blood to seep around her lips and tongue. Iron taste flooded her lips far more quickly.
"Tomique, yessss, perfect�. Arrrgghhh," he roared.
Against his chest she trembled, relenting to his bucking thrusts. Although she was tight, she was deep and stretched to fit him unlike some females he had attempted to couple with. Easily ten inches and the thickness of her own wrist he sheathed his cock in the moist core. Sliding in and out with tortured strokes he attempted not to break her, then picked up the pace.
"Ah Radz-chan, more, more," she grunted glossy with sweat. He rolled over so she was above him then pounded up while she slammed down with her sturdy body. Somewhere between 150 and 200 pounds she landed against his hips with her curved fleshy bottom he cupped in his hands. Around her waist his tail came to latch, tightening possessively to hold her to him but steady her as well.
"Ohhh yes Tomique-chan... mmm... do that again," he purred, loving how she milked at him with strong muscles. A velvety vise held him captive, and Raditz loved every moment. Both her thighs tightened around his narrow hips with a bruising pressure. Fingernails raked his bare chest trailing great red welts that stung painfully well. With Raditz she could bite, scratch and squeeze to her heart's content.
At the base of Raditz' spine he felt energies building, accompanied by the chakra firing spasmodically in his navel, groin, and other meridians. Ki crackled from his fingertips. He blinked up to see her hair standing slightly on end with purple lightening to his extreme delight. Tomique half screamed, half moaned while she shook atop him. Raditz quickly flipped her over to pin her down with massive hands on her shoulders. He impaled her one last time, snarling.
"Where's this power� coming from," she gasped.
"Let it go, let it out!" Raditz roared. "I'm doing it too!"
"Oh hell� incredible!" she hollered.
They both came simultaneously this time. Purple radiance flooded up Raditz's veins in exchange for his Saiyan ki slamming into her body. It dawned on her reeling mind that this was exactly what she had seen in the fragmented images of Paul's mind. Never had he fully let go except before sex to exchange bodily energies. Squeezing shut her eyes she forced back tears of joy and awe.
"Tomique, drek� I didn't hurt you� damn it� answer me!" Raditz shook her.
"I'm fine, don't worry,' she panted up at him with an exhilarated smile.
Raditz murmured in her ear, collapsing wearily onto her. Her entire body hummed with high frequency ki that resembled Saiyan in every way. However she sensed he enjoyed the tingling of her alchemical chikara that was also ki.
Tomique suddenly sniffled, "She told me how they would do this, but I thought it was just like when you swap memories, but I never realized. Kuso!"
"You didn't do this much with your mate, did you?" Raditz asked, hiking a brow. He pushed himself off her, blinking with surprise.
"He and I shared a mind bond, but we didn't regularly exchange energies, no," she said.
"I was surprised not to sense anyone else's ki in your body. First I had assumed it was because humans did not do this. Then I realized it might be because you hadn't had sex for four years. Now I have my answer. You did it only once, ki exchange, and that was it like you told me the other day. Wait, you said he did this with Jeannie?"
"Before he was with me. Before he ever met me. Jeannie herself told me today how she and he exchanged kis when they made love. She said it proved they were right for one another," Atomique trailed off, squeezing her eyes shut.

"So what? He's dead, you're with me. It's his loss," Raditz said darkly. Bottomless eyes hardened with that protective feral gleam.
"You're saying you've marked me with your ki?"
"Precisely. Does that displease you?"
"No, of course not, it's wonderful," she stammered, squeezing him tightly. "The best."
"Naturally," he said with a self-satisfied grin.
"Typical, you crow when you get someone laid," she laughed, trying to banish the awful realizations.
"Radz-chan, that's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me, no offense," she said at his frown.
"I'm not nice," he snorted. "Saiyans aren't nice!"
"I mean it's the most honorable thing any man, er male has said to me," she murmured, tracing his widow's peak with her fingertips. He turned his face inwards to nip her fingers. Possessively he thrust into her while twining his tail around her waist to hold her to him.

***

"I'm dead," she murmured, sprawled atop Raditz.
He snored loudly beneath her, his great chest rising and falling with her breasts pressed to it. Darkness fell like a shadow in the Capsule quarters, interrupted only by the sodium haze of multiple city streetlights. Overhead curved the domed ceiling of his chamber. Still she shifted, only to have him snare her hips with his tail again in his sleep.
"Stupid ape, let me go will you," she grumbled. Nevertheless he emitted great heat so she did not really want him to release her from arms that held her like bands of steel. Even lying down he was imposing. An amusing yet horrifying thought crossed her mind. As difficult and challenging as it was to have sex with Raditz, she hated to think what Napa would do to an earth female Bulma's size.
Women like men had varying sizes. Their channels could only stretch so far to accommodate a male's cock. At least in her theory. Paul's endowment was sizeable enough, but Raditz had him beat by an inch of length and girth. Since both her hands were needed to wrap around his erection she judged the thickness accordingly. Oddly enough it sometimes remained semi erect in his sleep so he would often leave himself connected to her while they dozed. Much like wolves that mated for days.
"I've had as much sex with him in the last four months as I had with Paul in two years," she soberly realized. Between battles where Paul was often gone and their separation, their initial couplings grew more sporadic.
In the moonlight he resembled any other buff male. Light gleamed off the ring on his upper arm and thigh trapped under hers. She ran her finger over the lustrous metal the hue of copper but as strong as titanium. Still she could never remove the rings he had bound on her upper arm and thigh in the corresponding places. Depending on the light the metal sometimes appeared gold, sometimes dark brass. It was warm and molded to her body heat, expanding and contracting with her body's variations.
"Out of all the males in this world, why did I have to fall for a monkey man?" she chuckled. She couldn't imagine Bulma with any Saiyan besides Vegeta for the heiress of Capsule was at least six sizes smaller than she. Bulma's bone structure was far more delicate.
Any guilt at not being with her sons was assuaged when she realized they were sleeping over with Goten in Trunk's large room. To give Goku a break, Bulma often took the boys to leave them with Trunks and Goten to train. During the three days a week she would work at capsule, most of the nights she had the boys with her now. An unspoken agreement existed that she automatically shared quarters with Raditz. Neither mentioned it because they were so comfortable with the arrangement that they didn�t' want to jinx it.
Choking, Atomique realized something to her horror and wonder. Despite all her efforts she had fallen in love, and hard once more with this Saiyan. Tears dripped down her cheeks while she kissed his lips tenderly. Light years and dimensions she had found love, or rather love had found her in the form of this arrogant bloodthirsty Neanderthal warrior. "Kuso, why did I fall in love again, and why with you?" she whispered.
"Tomique-chan do you really mean that?" he answered hoarsely.
"You're awake?" she gasped.
"Answer me. Are you serious?"
"Yes," she swallowed hard. "I never though it possible but I'm deeply and madly in love with you."
"I know," he murmured happily. "That's why I exchanged ki with you."
"Is that also why I've been having these horrendous nightmares?" she murmured.
"Apologies," he mumbled. "But yours are just as dark."
"That's why Jeannie can't bother me when I'm with you? Because your mind and mine are�"
"Bonding," Raditz said quietly. "Saiyans are telepathic. By constantly consuming my blood and I yours, we've formed a biochemical link. Now that ki is exchanged, we've merged as well. This exchange of mental energy sets up the bond."
"But with Paul I swapped thoughts and memories," she said. "That was a mind link."
"Did you have much control over it? A Saiyan mind bond is subconscious as well as conscious. To open the one with Paul you had to call out to him. But ours exists on its own, no matter what. All the other has to do is focus to let thoughts and emotions flow either way through it. As if there is one mind in two bodies. Fortunately for me, you're used to keeping your thoughts private."
"I could swear I was going bananas when I hear voices in my head in a language that wasn't mine. It's frightening, but I'm able to pick up what the hell you and Nappa are saying, and it's just like human male locker room talk!" she swatted his chest.
"Unusual. That would mean a Saiyan capacity for learning new languages is bleeding over into your mind. Strangely I find myself better able to understand chemistry and biology better than before. IN human terms. And you owe nobody any apologies for killing to survive, Tomique," Raditz said firmly.
"You know that too?"
"You told me, and the memory came to me. The first time you used disintegration to kill," he said.
"I saw you, holding your little brother before you put him into a pod," she said quietly. "Wishing him good fortune before he was sent here�"
"I was but a whelp," he said quietly.
"How old ARE you?" she asked.
"Hard to determine. Do you mean in Human years or Saiyan years?"
"You're forty five in human years, but only thirty in human," she said quietly. "How long do you guys live?"
"Perhaps four of your centuries at the most. No Saiyan's lived long enough to know. Most old warriors go on missions when they sense they are obsolete," Raditz said.
"Do you kill the aged and sick?"
"Those that survive do, and those that cannot regenerate are left to die in peace," he said quietly. "With genetic engineering even the deformed can become useful."

***

He sensed two bright kis shimmering just outside. Raditz blinked down at a puzzled Tomique. He mumbled, "I think your whelps require your presence�"
"I'm sorry," she groaned.
"Don't be. They can come in. They must know the reality of our relationship," said Raditz. He untangled himself from her while she grabbed a robe. Instead she quickly slid the nightgown hanging over his chair over her body, then grabbed the robe.
"Mommy, I can't sleep, and Bohr's annoying me!" Fermi grumbled. The door muffled his voice.
"I'm coming," she said.
"I am NOT bugging him! He's thinking too loud!" Bohr answered.. Raditz chuffed as he pulled on a pair of black boxes given to him by Tomique. He threw on a sleeveless shirt as well, watching her open the door.
Two small figures stood side by side, their shapes dwarfed by Atomique standing by them. Raditz slowly padded over, glancing down at them. "You young warriors cannot sleep eh?" he asked.
"Sorry to bug you Uncle Radz but he wouldn�t' stop thinking so loud!" Fermi poked Bohr.
"I'm sorry, but I had a scary dream! And Trunks-kun snores louder then Funnyman san!" Bohr pouted.
"And you wish to sleep in here with your mother and I? I suppose that is permitted?" he glanced at her.
"Do you mind?" she asked, leaning down to pick up Fermi. He rubbed his eyes, yawning. Bohr tugged on Raditz's muscular leg.
Mumbling he reached down and scooped the child up in his massive hands, settling him into his arm like he had seen Goku do. He depressed the door control to shut and lock it. Atomique's hips gave a gentle sway accompanied by her nightgown swirling around her. Raditz settled Bohr on his shoulders and marveled in the boy's strength exemplified by him pulling on his hair.
"Just try and get to sleep," she mumbled. She set Fermi down in the bed, then got in next to him. Raditz was about to set Bohr down when he said, "I'm not sleepy� I wanna story�"
"C'mon guys give me a break, I'm tired," she groaned.
"A story?" Raditz murmured, then sat down, plunking Bohr on his lap. He leaned back in the massive recliner specially reinforced for his bulk.
"I'm fresh out," she said helplessly.
"I believe I had a possible solution," Raditz said quietly. "What sort of tale would you prefer, young warrior?"
"An exciting one, with no kissing in it," Bohr made a face.
"Yeah, no kissing, but lots of action,' said Fermi, yawning.
"Nothing too gory, okay?" Atomique said, settling her son against her breast. She tucked the sheets around him. They glanced over at Raditz awkwardly toddling Bohr on his knee.
"Well, most of the tales I know are from the fires of my missions, but I suppose I can adapt one for this use," Raditz mused.
"No silly fairy tales, either," Fermi said.
"Humph, I'm not familiar with your planet's folklore," Raditz sniffed. "But I can tell you a story about two brothers�"
"Like me and Fermi?"
"Like Gohan and Goten," he said quietly. "And please limit your interruptions or I'll cease�"
"that's part of the fun," Atomique said, throwing a pillow at him.
"Very well," Raditz sighed, and picked up the boy. He slowly paced back and forth to try and get a plotline that resembled one of his father's Saiyan folk tales while simultaneously sanitizing it for the purpose of the boys.
"Well, you CAN make it PG," said Atomique.
"Mmm that does help," he sighed. "Well this story I'm about to tell you involves two brothers, one very much older than the other. They lived together on a world that was one vast rainforest. Rivers were abundant and wild, game was plentiful. The father was a man of science who probed the mysteries of other worlds. His mate was a great warrior who had consented to teach the arts of battle to the young nobles of the Prince's court�"
"The Prince?"
"The Prince was but a whelp, only a bit older then you are now. Both brothers knew he existed, but they were a humble family�"
"OF peasants," Fermi supplied.
"Yes, peasants," said Atomique.
"Both brothers were trained in the arts of war by their mother to be brave strong warriors. Their tribe was fast growing and needed new lands to expand their family group. So the King would often send his best ones to conquer and build him new cities in the trees. But the scientist suspected there was another reason. For the evil Dragon on the mountain was forcing his hand."
"The dragon was evil?" Fermi shook his head.
"The Lizard king of the frozen mountain," said Raditz, correcting himself.
"Ohh�" Bohr said.
"One day, the man of science, named Bardock, went to speak with the others of his station. There were brave warriors in his team, who did his bidding and trusted him with their life's blood. His best friend Toma was his right hand man, and the fair Celipa was the fiercest of female warriors. The others also were not questioning him. But one day he realized he could see beyond the mists of time. He only told his elder son and his mate this disturbing thing."
"He could see the future then," Fermi nodded.
"Yes. Some wizard he encountered on one of their great journeys to find new jungles had stricken him with a curse. He could see what would happen or what could be, but none would believe him. Still he decided to go to the king. His younger son had just been whelped, and his care had been entrusted to the elder brother. But that will be a later thread to explore," said Raditz.
"What were the brother's names?"
"Um, I know, Gohan and Goten?" suggested Bohr.
"Well, I suppose THAT would work," Raditz said quietly. He glanced at Atomique who clearly nodded.
"Did the king know about the lizard king?" asked Fermi.
"The mighty king was unsure if the peasant was mad or just ambitious. He heard stories of Bardoc's visions, and granted his request. So King Vegeta� all the kings of the land had the same name, heard the story."
"What did he do?" asked Bohr.
"He didn't believe him. He called him insane, and had him thrown out. Of course Bardoc suspected the King was hiding something. While he was flying out the Royal palace he happened to see the Prince� Prince Trunks flying around with his bodyguard Nappa�"
"Ooh cool," said Fermi.
"Prince Trunks was the greatest warrior in a thousand years. King Vegeta was sure that he would become the Legendary. Bardoc saw terrible visions when he beheld the Prince's face. He wanted to go tell him, but knew he was already banned from the palace. So he formulated an alternate plan. He went to his son Gohan, and asked him to sneak into the palace and tell Nappa, the bodyguard, and perhaps convince Prince Trunks to listen. Perhaps then Prince Trunks could tell King Vegeta and have him see reason."
"What was so bad about the Lizard king?" asked Fermi.
"The Lizard king had made a terrible deal. In exchange for sparing the tribe, he would take Prince Trunks as ransom, away from his land and peoples. But he would betray the King and set fire to the entire lands the tribe had conquered. Bardoc had seen this, and he was desperate to tell the Prince."
"So did Gohan do this?" asked Bohr.
"Gohan believed his father, and went to find a way into the palace. On the way, he saw his younger brother Goten. He didn't want his brother to perish, so he quietly placed him in a rocket, and launched it. He put all the knowledge he thought the brother would need as he sent him to a faraway valley to live and survive� but then he entered the palace�" Raditz said, sitting Bohr on the bed next to Atomique.
"Did he get to Prince Trunks in time?" asked Fermi, yawning.
"He reached Nappa, who demanded to know what Gohan was doing there. Gohan related his tale, and implored his friend to safeguard the prince. But Nappa laughed. He did say he would guard the prince with his life, in return for Gohan's help. So both of them volunteered to go wherever the Prince would be sent."
"Ah, so if something happened to the prince they'd know," nodded Bohr. "Clever�"
"Gohan told his father, and his father was frustrated. He finally decided to tell as many of his friends as he could what he'd seen. He ran through the streets telling all the warriors. They thought him ill. By then Gohan and Nappa were called with the Prince Trunks to the palace for a special mission."
"Uh oh," Fermi mumbled.
"The King summoned Prince Trunks and said he was going on a very special mission to serve the Great Lizard king and bring honor to his people. Nappa and Gohan were to go with him and aid him. Both reluctantly promised to live and die for Prince Trunks. Bravely he polished his best armor and marched into the ship that would take him to the Mountain of the Frozen lizard king�" Raditz continued.
"What happened to Bardoc?" asked Bohr. Raditz lay on his side facing both Atomique and Bohr. He pulled the covers over the young boy who stared at him with rapt fascination.
"Bardoc was jeered. At every turn they mocked him, saying he was insane. Only his best friend Toma believed him, but he was alas dead. In his honor Bardoc bore the stained band with his blood. He then vowed that if nobody would believe him, they deserved their fate. He alone would go challenge the Lizard king and stop him at any cost�" said Raditz with a low growl.
"Wow," Fermi mumbled. "Bad news. That bit the big one!"
"The Lizard king had every intention of setting the jungle to fire. He tricked Prince Trunks, Nappa and Gohan by sending them on a mission far away tot he valley of Mantissa. Then he turned his craft towards the valley where the Royal palace was. The King was not expecting his master to come with his warriors. Soon they fell upon the Valley, setting it ablaze. Not even the best warriors could stop the battle�" Raditz said.
"Oh no," gasped Bohr.
"But all was not lost. Bardoc alone managed to escape. Yet when he tried to attack the Lizard king, he was thrown into the outer darkness. As he landed in unfamiliar territory he was comforted with the visions of his two sons Gohan and Goten achieving power. They would train in the lands far away, and destroy the Lizard king, and thus one day avenge their tribe once and for all," said Raditz.
"So Goten arrived safely?" Fermi yawned.
"He was found by an old wise man, and raised like his own. In time, Goten became a warrior of light, and grew to strength with his friends. Prince Trunks also grew in power, and both vowed to destroy the Lizard King and bring retribution. But that is another story," said Raditz.
Against him he felt a small weight. Bohr had laid his head on Raditz's chest, curling up against him. Atomique looked affectionately at her mate who glanced anxiously at her. "Bless you, Radz-chan," she grinned.
"Gnite uncle Radz," Fermi yawned, laying against his mother. Raditz sighed, placing Bohr next to his brother. He curled his arm around Atomique's shoulder, then wrapped his tail around Bohr's waist while she held Fermi with her free arm.
"sleep well young warriors, and know that your uncle Raditz is watching over you and your mother while you sleep," he whispered. Leaning over, he kissed Tomique's lips before throwing a blanket around her. Soon Raditz was fast asleep, watching over the children that he saw as his own, and his human mate.
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