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Saiyan Foster Parent	By : Polymer Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 1714 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own this, Toriyama does. However, Atomique, Fermi and Bohr are my fan characters. I don�t' get rich off this.

Lunch with the Prince

She picked the Styrofoam confetti out of his black bushy mess of hair after he sat down next to her. They were facing two empty chairs, while serving bots and humans started piling food along the sideboards and in mammoth sized portions that belied their hosts' appetite.

"He's trying to torture me� if I know him he's going to insist I wait till they show up," Goku groaned, flopping into his chair. "Hi Radditz!"

"Brother, you have joined us here. Was your journey fruitful? Did Gohan's mate give you any problems? Will I have to join you in� convincing him� the validity of the claim?"

"Oh no, don't worry it went well," Son Goku said, sitting up straight. "Here, sit down. Bejita's just getting the stuff ready� I mean he's having the cook or whoever�"

"Last time I saw them, they were occupied�" she laughed. Radditzu pulled the chair out for her, and then pushed it back in when she was seated. He took the place next to her, between his brother and his new mate. Shyly she was not able to quite look at him as his tail slid over herthigh under the table. It stopped in a safe spot on her knee, resting there to snare her hand andinterlace his fingers with hers.

In only a minute or so their host and hostess emerged. With a gloved hand the Prince wiped off th elipstick while his mate straightened her hair that had come loose. Both of them looked oddly at the other couple, and Bulma gave Bejita a swift kick to his shin before he could open his mouth and say something rude.

"I see you've been� finding ways to amuse yourself, Radditzu. Do not be worried, it pleases me that you have found yourself a mate�" said Bejita. "But do use more discretion�"

"Um� well, you've got a nice new carpet," Son Goku said as cheerfully as possible. "Love th enap� and whatever that is that you've got cooking smells incredibly good�"

"Brother mind your manners in the presence of the prince!" Radditzu barked.

Bejita held up his hand and shook his head no. "As always you think with your stomach. There's no changing your idiocy is there?"

"My apologies Sire," said Radditzu.

"You're not responsible for your brother's stupidity. Just make sure you don't take after him," said Bejita.

"If you want a change of clothes, you should have asked me, silly�" Bulma whispered as sh epulled out a chair and showed them where to sit. Both males glanced at each other with a seriou slook that denoted understanding. Neither would mention to the other they well knew what had transpired. The moment passed when Son Goku gave him one of those irritating smiles that annoyed the hell out of the Saiyan no Ouji.

"Well, if we're finished with the frivolity, can we kindly eat?" Bejita snorted.

"You're not kidding Bejita� I'm gonna die if I don't�" Goku said. Radditzu grumbled at his brother's lack of decorum, but Bejita had a rather amused smirk seeing the two Saiyans sitting not far from each other. Truly they were different as night and day.

"Settle down boys, I won't have you stuffing your faces till everyone's here okay?" Bulma sighed. "But we can have an appetizer I suppose� so if you'll all get comfortable�"

"Or more comfortable," Atomique couldn't resist mumbling and she heard the mental chuckle that slid in from the man next to her. Both had very satisfied grins on their faces till Trunks and Goten came sloughing in.

"Grammy's here!" Trunks laughed. "Oh, hey Radditzu� I guess you talked to my dad huh?"

"Indeed I did, your highness," said Radditzu, inclining his head to Trunks. Bulma rolled her eyes and shot Bejita a glare.

"Some of us remember that I am Royalty. I'm not about to change THAT for your idiotic lax social structure," Bejita snapped at her.

"Radditzu, relax, you can stop bowing and scraping," she sighed.

"Forgive me, your Highness, it is not in my nature to claim familiarity with the Royal family," Radditzu said, averting his eyes.

"You are permitted for this time to refrain from the usual pleasantries, but only for the duration of this meal," Bejita harrumphed. "But this won't be a habit."

"As you wish, Sire," said Radditzu, shifting uncomfortably in his chair. He seemed oddly out of place in that blasted armor, and Bulma was turning red with embarrassment. She thanked Kami that Nappa wasn't here as well, because he was an utter boor and animal at the table. Fortunately he was elsewhere with Black Widow and Dragon Womyn on training exercises.

"You didn't say your mother was coming home early! What the hell happened!" Vegeta growled, tugging Bulma over to the table. Trunks and Goten climbed into two of the eight empty chairs, and glanced conspiratorially at one another.

"Jeez, I thought you liked it when your parents were home," Son Goku muttered before he shut up with Bulma's acid glare.

"I hope he remembered to bring some more of those way cool inventions from the Imperial states," Trunks said, settling into a chair next to his mother. Bejita sat at the head of the table, withBulma to his left and Son Goku to his right oddly enough. Beside him in the middle sat Radditz, withhis mate next to him. Goten climbed into a seat opposite trunks next to her. Two other chairs, atthe foot, and the immediate left must be for the senior Briefs.

"I've placed the children down for a nap," said Buruma. "They're in the nursery�"

"Thank you," said Atomique, relaxing.

"Not a problem," said Buruma. "Now� Bejita I know this is royal protocol, but it wouldn't HURT for your warriors to try and fit IN a bit better�"

"Woman, you try my patience," Bejita mumbled. "Fine. But they're still my warriors. And as such they will have the proper equivalent attire�"

For his part, Radditzu waited to see what the Prince would do. As a warrior he did not touch the food on his plate till the Prince did. Yet Goten glanced at her oddly, and she felt the weight of his eyes on her.

"Tomique-san, doesn't dad have a pair of training pants like that?" Goten asked, blinking at her.

"They were borrowed, because her outfit was� damaged in an accident," Radditzu said quickly. "My apologies, little brother�"

"Hey no sweat," Son Goku laughed.

"But Daddy, how could�"

"It's an adult thing. Don't worry about it okay?" Goku whispered, holding his finger over his lips as Radditzu growled under his breath.

"What your dad means is that now he has an excuse to let her go shopping with Auntie Buruma," Buruma quickly said, glaring at Son Goku with a look of frustration. Atomique wished for a second the floor would swallow her, but Goten appeared clueless. Trunks however smirked exactly like his father sitting down at the end of the table. Radditzu's tail tightened over her thigh and he folded his arms across his chest with a self-satisfied smirk.

"Yeah, like ladies need an excuse to do that," Trunks chuckled.

"Young man, watch your mouth," Buruma scolded him.

"Um� I hate to ask this but�" Son Goku mumbled, holding his stomach. Bejita shot his mate an equally annoyed glance.

"Okay, you can start, but it's a multi course meal, and don't make a mess, or I'm going to have as troke�" Bulma relented.

"Just keep your damn food on your side of the table, if you please, Kakkarot. Did you program the bots for a rapid cleanup, onna?"

"Bejita, be nice!" she glared at him. Ravenously Son Goku began to tear into the mixing bowl sizedsalad placed before him with the offered chopsticks. Bejita did the same with his own portion, after pausing to unfold a napkin on his lap first. Radditzu mimicked the prince, but took the offered chopsticks rather awkwardly, glancing at Atomique.

"Here, it's not that bad," she said, positioning them in his hand. Grunting, he grabbed the bow land proceeded to watch his brother for guidance. Soon both sons of Bardock were shoveling food in their mouth in the same manner.

"I don't think I ever get used to this," she shook her head, glancing at Bulma who was picking at her portion demurely. Trunks and Bejita rapidly packed away their repast with western style cutlery while the three members of the Son family present rapidly inhaled theirs by lifting the bowl ands hoveling away with chopsticks.

***

By the time the soup was brought out, Dr. and Mrs. Briefs had meandered in, causing Bejita to cringe and hide his face behind a glass of wine he'd raised to sip. He glared at Bulma with annoyance, and winced as Mrs.. Briefs leaned over to kiss him and flirt with him. Trunks endured his grandfather ruffling the lavender hair cut in the exact same style. Blue eyes the same shade asBulma's lit up when he pocketed the small wrapped box the scientist pulled out and set by his plate.

"Thanks Gramps, you're the best!" grinned Trunks.

"It's the latest� I think you'll find it easy to access any mainframe and download any game should you be in a place where�" Dr. Briefs said.

"Dad, sit down and eat will you?" Bulma groaned.

"How's my little inventor, and ah, we have company!" Dr. Briefs said, walking over to shake hands with Atomique and Son Goku.

"Hey there! Nice to see you!" Goku said through a mouthful of salad. He fortunately swallowed first as he inclined his head. Various greetings were exchanged and conversations echoed across the table.

"Hello there young man, I understand you're Goku's older brother?"

"Yep this is Radditzu, he's kinda new in town, and he's staying with me," said Goku.

"It is an honor to meet you sir," said Radditz, bowing his head. "You appear to know mymate�"

"Mate?" Dr. Briefs blinked; glancing from the shaggy long haired Saiyan to the demure scientist dressed in a silk Chinese smock.

"Yes," said Atomique, sliding her arm through the warrior's massive one. "We just�um� well�"

"Lucky young man," Dr. Briefs shrugged. "Well, I hope your stay here is pleasant� Mr.Radditzu�"

"The pleasure is mine," he nodded. Dr. Briefs resumed his conversation with his daughter.

Mrs. Briefs was boring Bejita to death with questions. Goten and Trunks were speaking rapid fire about the newest cheat codes Trunks was downloading on his wristwatch PDA. Son Goku was inhaling the lobster bisque soup with a Chinese style ladle. Atomique and Bulma discussed their latest research with her father. All in all it seemed perfectly normal, to the alchemist. Perfectly comfortable and less awkward considering the change in status that had happened. She flinched when she felt a furry object slide around and give her ankle a squeeze. Although Goku was digging into the second plate of moo shoo pork and General Tsao's chicken; she saw the glint in his eyes as he momentarily glanced ather.

Radditzu growled, and Son Goku returned his attention to his food. She shivered when she felt the tail flicker higher. Suppressing a yelp, she felt her flesh turning a shade of pink. He shot her a mischievous glare. At the table he'd taken off the scouter, and his features were more pleasant without them. A deep purring in his throat seemed to strike a chord in her, and she gently slid her finger over the fur on his tail. Sidelong he glanced at her with a hungry look in those eyes, and she melted inside.

Damn why did he have to be such a warrior, she lamented. Those hands that made love to her had killed as much as Bejita had. Yet she knew he wanted only to fight for her. Fighting was all Radditzu knew, and yet she had selected him over the gentle Son Goku. Had she made the right choiceout of a sense of honor, or was it truly something to her advantage.

"So, I hear you were offered a position at the University?" Dr. Briefs asked Atomique.

"Yes? Well, it's only part time� and it's to keep my hand in� I do most of my labwork on the odd chance that I'm here� when I'm not training�"

"You're into martial arts yourself then, like Bulma's little Z fighter friends?" Dr. Briefs joked.

"Oh, she's picking it up great� though she has to work on her hyperspeed and ki blocking," Goku said eagerly through another huge mouthful.

"That's so nice, isn't it dear?" Mrs. Briefs tittered. Bejita sighed in relief at the attention being drawn away from him at long last. Bulma snickered, hiding her face behind one hand at the family dynamics all too familiar to her.

"I am trained in martial arts as well. She will be sufficiently safe under my protection," Radditzu said as he drew himself up in his chair.

"I'm sure nobody would mess with a big strong hunk like you," Bunny sighed. "My stars he's a catch.You're one lucky woman!"

"She is indeed, milady," Radditzu said as he grabbed the leg of roast duck and tore it off the carcass. With sharp teeth he tore into it, almost ready to toss the bone on the floor when he noticed that wasn't what the prince was doing. Mumbling he tossed it onto his plate instead.

"Did you hear that Gohan and Videl might get married soon?" asked Bulma with a smile.

"That's right! They just told us this morning. Isn't it GREAT?" Goku asked.

"About time that brat of yours got busy repopulating the Saiyan race," Bejita commented. "Of coursethere is no pressure on US of course�"

"Don't get him started, will you, he's only 10!" Bulma said, giving Bejita a kick under the table."Although he IS going to be a heartbreaker when he grows up�"

"Mom, knock it off! You're embarrassing me!" Trunks snorted.

"Girls are gross!" Goten rolled his eyes. "Unless they know how to use cheat codes� like Videl does� she's okay I guess�"

"Kids, they grow up SO fast," Mrs. Briefs sighed wistfully. "Speaking of, how are YOUR little men doing, Tomiqua dear?"

"Um me?" the alchemist pointed to herself. "Well, they're fitting in pretty well. Aren't they, Son-kun?"

"No problems there. But I dunno if we're gonna home school 'em or what�" said Son Goku.

"They should have a proper education, Brother, for they must be strong and educated warriors," said Radditzu. "Fighting is done with the mind as much as the body�"

"I say the same thing. Jeez, I really do think we're related," said Goku with a goofy grin.

"Of course, whatever you say, Brother," Radditzu said with a smirk that designated tolerance forthe family idiot.

"Well they DON'T have to be martial artists," said Buruma.

"They will be what they wish," said Atomique. Radditzu nodded, devouring a whole baked apple whole before scarfing down a full mug of Ikaru. Between him and Goku, they had piled at least fifty plates alone. Bejita demurely shoved food down the hatch with a fork and knife, while Trunks and Goten polished off the takeout pizzas, at least ten.

"You could do the home schooling thing. Gohan did� and Goten is too," said Buruma.

"Well it wouldn't hurt for them to get to know some other kids� but Gohan says the commute's a killer�" said Son Gohan.

"I won't have them risking exposure in useless transport," said Radditzu annoyedly, throwing down his bare bones, into the empty plate before him. He wiped his hands on the napkin, narrowing forgetting not to use the tablecloth.

"Relax, it won't be THAT bad. Do they have to go to Satan City?" asked Atomique.

"Well no, but that's where Gohan was registered. I guess they could go to the one down in the village�" Son Goku shrugged.

"Why settle for provincial schools when Bulma can provide a much more superior education with her remote learning?" Bejita scoffed. "It didn't hurt for Trunks�"

"Still, they need to socialize, with other kids," said Atomique. Bulma nodded. She picked up the chopsticks to her left instead of the fork, automatically using them to maneuver her meal that she'dcut up into bite sized pieces. Bulma cast her a questioning glance, then realized something.

"Used to chopsticks?" she asked.

"Couldn't stand them at first, but they use 'em on the Alchemist world," said Atomique. "Once you get used to one way� it's hard to go back�"

"You are permitted to use your hands, little one," Radditzu shrugged. "The Prince is well aware that warriors like to touch their prey when they ingest it� the blood is exquisite when it first drips off the�"

"Eww!" Buruma squealed. Bejita snickered, and Radditzu shut up, averting his gaze.

"Forgive me� I didn't mean to insult the Royal Princess," he mumbled.

"You're forgiven, because it was most entertaining," Bejita laughed. Bulma shot him an annoyed look, and then smiled sweetly at a mortified Radditzu. Mumbling under his breath he grabbed a pieceof meat and held it up to Atomique's lips. Surprised, she let him feed her, noticing the smolder in his gaze when her tongue inadvertently brushed past his fingers. Reaching for a bit of food, she fed him. For the next few minutes she was enjoying herself in this simple game before someone said something.

"What?" Radditzu grunted.

"Oh, just wondering if you dropped your chopsticks," Son Goku said.

"Mind your business, Brother," Radditzu snarled at him.

"Sorry!" Son Goku muttered, as Buruma glared annoyedly at him.

Radditzu grunted and returned to feeding his mate. Son Goku glanced mournfully at both of them, which irritated Bejita to no end. Grumbling he grabbed his mate's sleeve and whispered into her ear. She nodded and clapped her hands. ``I've got an announcement...''

``Yes?'' asked everyone.

``Chichi said she was coming for a visit, and she would like to see all of us at a little soirée I'm holding�''

``Chichi� is coming here?'' Goku choked.

``That's right, are you deaf, Kakkarot?'' Bejita snorted.

``Do try to keep up brother. It seems your mate has decided to return�'' Radditzu said.

``That's quite enough; I'm making the announcements here!'' Buruma said sharply. HE averted his eyes and inclined his head, muttering an apology.

``Chichi� is coming here�'' Son Goku muttered. His chair leaned back and he promptly crashed to the floor, out cold.

``Daddy! Are you okay?'' Goten cried, getting out of his seat and rushing over to his father's chair. Both legs were the only thing showing to the others around.

``Kuso,'' Radditzu groaned, hiding his head in his hand. ``I apologize profusely for my brother's�''

``Never mind I think that's what I thought would happen. Radditzu, would you mind helping your brother to a spare room� Goten, I think your daddy needs help� so go with yourUncle�''

``Right,'' nodded Goten, grabbing one side of the chair while Radditzu took the other. They boosted it upright, and then Radditzu lifted his unconscious brother in his arms. He levitated him carefully out of the room and up the stairs with Goten behind him.

``I think this will be quite entertaining,'' said Bejita, rubbing his hands together.

``Ugggh, men,'' grumbled Buruma, glancing at her husband in irritation. ``C'mon Atomique-san, let's go get you some new clothes so you can impress your mate�''

``Um... right�''

``Mate?'' asked Mrs. Briefs.

``Yeah mom, Radditzu's going out with that lady,'' said Trunks. ``And I mean it in the adult way.''

``You're too young for that young man!'' Dr. Briefs groaned.

``I'm quite pleased when my children know the facts of life,'' said Bejita. ``I won't have your puerile puritan sense of false decency making him ashamed of his drive to mate. Understood?''

``Um� but�''

``Dad, back off!'' Buruma snapped at him. ``C'mon, some people don't' know when to shut up�''
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