Dragonball Extreme

Bulma walked into the cave entrance and felt for a light switch. She was slightly out of breath from her climb, and the entrance was darkened more than usual from being sunk into the cliff. When she didn\'t find a switch, she moved on carefully down the hall and found the door.
Vegeta was reclining on a couch in the main room when she entered. He had his feet propped up on a short table in front of him and his eyes were closed, giving the impression of sleep. Bulma knew better than to think the saiya-jin would be sleeping this time of day, however.

\"About time you got up here, onna,\" he said without opening his eyes.

\"No thanks to you,\" Bulma spat back. \"And you could have installed a light switch at the end of the cave; who knows what could have been lurking in that dark.\"

\"And who cares, on top of it?\" Vegeta shot back.

Bulma rolled her eyes in exasperation and stormed though the house to the refrigerator and looked inside. To her surprise, it was fully stocked.

\"Obviously, you haven\'t had these houses up long,\" she commented. She took a can of beer out and turned to face him. \"The refrigerator is still full.\"

Vegeta frowned and opened his eyes. \"Shows how much you know,\" he said. \"This particular house has been here quite a while. You didn\'t think I just sat up on a rock like that stupid namek-jin when I took off for days on end, did you?\"

Bulma frowned back at Vegeta and walked up to him. \"Oh, so I suppose you\'ve been stocking the refrigerator and keeping this place clean?\"

\"I have,\" Vegeta snapped. He reached up and took the beer from Bulma. He downed it in one swallow and threw the can against a far wall, where it fell directly into a garbage can. \"I\'m not incompetent.\"

Bulma turned her back to him. \"Hn,\" she said. \"There\'s hope for you yet.\"

Vegeta grinned, admiring the view of her buttocks right at eye level. \"You better watch it,\" he said. \"You\'re starting to sound like a saiya-jin.\" He reached up and circled her waist with his hands and pulled her down into his lap.

\"Vegeta!\" Bulma shrieked. \"What are you doing?\" She was taken off guard and landed square in Vegeta\'s lap; her arms and legs were in the air at odd angles.

\"Having a little fun while we have the time,\" Vegeta replied. He nuzzled her neck and chewed lightly on her collar bone.

\"Vegeta!\" Bulma exclaimed. \"Don\'t tell me you\'re horny again already!\"

\"And what if I am?\" Vegeta asked. He rolled her underneath his body and began to work his way down her body, unbuttoning her shirt and then her pants.

Bulma muttered something about \"insatiable saiya-jin\" but her comment was cut off as Vegeta devoured her mouth with his own, sliding her shirt off of her shoulders at the same time. Bulma broke the kiss momentarily and said, \"Isn\'t this better suited to the bedroom? What if someone walks in on us?\"

\"Then they can enjoy the show or walk right back out,\" Vegeta said matter-of-factly. \"This is my house, and I\'ll do as I please here.\"

\"Vegeta, you\'re something else,\" Bulma said.

\"I better be,\" Vegeta muttered. \"I am King after all.\" He grinned and kissed her again.

*

Outside, ChiChi stood in the mouth of another cave, sweeping dust off of the rock and out into the valley. She looked up and frowned as several long, deep moans came from Vegeta and Bulma\'s cave. She listened to the sounds of their impassioned lovemaking for a few moments and finally lost her temper. \"Will someone please go up there and shut their door?\" she shouted.

Gokou walked out of the cave and stood beside her. He was munching on an apple and looked at ChiChi quizzically. \"Why?\" he asked. He scratched the back of his head in confusion.

ChiChi rolled her eyes and frowned. \"Gokou, you are so dense sometimes,\" she said. \"It\'s indecent, that\'s why! Everyone in the valley doesn\'t need to hear them up there having sex!\"

Gokou shrugged. \"I\'m sure everyone\'s heard it before,\" he said nonchalantly. \"Besides, Vegeta probably needs to have sex right now; as far as I could tell, Bulma\'s not pregnant yet.\"

ChiChi looked at the ground and closed her eyes in frustration. \"I suppose that means you\'re going to want sex again too,\" she said.

Gokou tilted his head a little and thought about it. \"No, I don\'t think so,\" he said. \"I don\'t think I\'ll need it any more.\"

ChiChi looked up in surprise. \"What?\" she asked. \"Why not?\"

Gokou scratched his head again, as if confused by her answer. \"Well, because you\'ve been pregnant for a little while,\" he said. \"I really don\'t feel like having sex right now, and Vegeta said that\'s supposed to happen when our mates get pregnant.\"

ChiChi\'s face turned several shades of purple and blue and a sickly look came over her. Her finger\'s twitched as she found her voice. \"I\'m...p...pregnant?\" she stuttered. \"When...\"

\"Well,\" Gokou said thoughtfully, \"it was probably after we woke up from the battle at Lady Macbeth\'s there...\" He scratched the back of his neck thoughtfully. \"I don\'t remember smelling the change in you before that. But what do you mean, can\'t you tell that you\'re pregnant, ChiChi...ChiChi?\" He looked at her again, wondering why she wasn\'t answering, and found her fallen over backwards and passed out.

*

Several doors down, Gohan paced about his house in frustrated agitation. He opened and slammed closet doors throughout the house. \"Of course, not a damned thing to wear to work,\" he muttered to himself. \"I\'m going to have to wash these clothes.\" He paced a bit more, then angrily stripped out of his clothes and found the washing machine. He tossed the clothing in all at once and set the dials to wash.

As the machine began to run, he stomped back through the house and found the bathroom. It was equipped with a basic shower, which is all he needed at the moment. He stepped into the shower and turned on the hot water.

As the water sprayed down on him, he leaned back against the wall of the shower and closed his eyes. It felt good to just relax and let go of everything, he realized. He languidly reached for the soap and cleansed himself, then did the same for his hair, making sure to lather the rich shampoo thickly on the dark locks. He realized he hadn\'t truly relaxed in a long time; if it wasn\'t one thing it was another before, between Videl and Pan and work, he didn\'t have much time for himself. The thought played in his head for a moment as the hot water rinsed all of the soap from his hair.

He closed his eyes again and leaned against the wall, just letting the hot water rinse over him, rinsing away his tension and problems almost as easily as it did sweat and grime. He felt soothed by the warm, rhythmic beat of the water, and it was threatening to lull him to sleep.

He was suddenly shocked out of his semi-slumber state, however, as the warmth suddenly disappeared from the water and was replaced by an icy chill. \"Gah!\" Gohan shouted, quickly turning the water off and leaping out of the shower. \"Dammit, why did the hot water have to run out now? I was actually feeling good for a minute!\" He grabbed a towel and paced through the house to check on the washing machine. It was nearly done with it\'s last cycle, so he dried himself and his hair while he waited. The machine stopped, and he threw them in the dryer and started it up.

\"Well...great,\" he muttered to himself. \"What do I do now, without any clothes? Just sit around?\" He wandered to the door of his house and looked out. \"I suppose I could sit in the edge of the cave,\" he said to himself. \"It\'s not like anyone can see in here.\"

He walked out and sat down on the edge of the dusty stone. He looked out over the valley. It really was quite beautiful, he mused. It was the kind of place a person could enjoy settling down in. His look out gave him a perfect view of the hot springs that pooled and poured down the opposing cliffs. They looked incredibly clear and inviting at the moment. He leaned out of the cave a little and looked around. \"What the heck,\" he thought to himself. \"No one\'s looking, I\'ll just hop over and take a quick dip.\" He powered up and streaked across the valley to one of the hot springs and dove in.

He surfaced and shook the hot water out of his hair. \"Wow!\" he said out loud. \"This feels great!\"

He leaned against the edge of the pool and closed his eyes. \"Oh, yeah,\" he said. \"I could get used to this real fast.\"

As he relaxed he let his ears pick up the sounds of nature around him. He could hear some insects near the spring chirping at the intrusion, and distantly some bird squawked to another. As his senses instinctively probed around him, he also heard other sounds that made him grin.

\"Bulma and Vegeta,\" he chuckled. \"Those two are something else. When they\'re not trying to kill each other they\'re screwing like rabbits.\" He grinned and sighed happily, falling back into a dozing state.

*

Vegeta vaguely heard sounds outside, and wondered momentarily if the door was open or not, but the thoughts were quickly pushsideside as Bulma pulled him close again. He groaned in pleasure as he seated himself deeper inside her, rolling his hips tight against hers and twining his muscular legs around her slender ones.

Bulma gasped and pulled his face down close to hers. She lavished kisses across his cheek and chin, then worked her way down his throat. She stopped at the crook of his neck and sucked lightly on the tender flesh, knowing that it would turn him on more.

Vegeta growled a little with passion and pushed himself down against her, pinning her snugly against the couch. He thrust against her and was rewarded with her rolling her hips up to meet his. He took her hips in his hands and moved faster, setting a more rhythmic pace.

Bulma moaned her pleasure underneath him. \"Kami, Vegeta, yes!\" she cried. \"Yes, please, more!\"

Vegeta\'s eyes closed briefly and an animalistic instinct came over him. He picked up the pace, thrusting fast and furiously against her, responding to her every moan and cry with shouts of pleasure and quick nips on her neck and collarbone. He felt himself growing hnsidnside of her, and he could tell by her sounds that she was nearing completion.

\"Vegeta, I...ahhh!\" Bulma\'s voice was cut off by a sharp cry of pleasure.

Vegeta gripped her tightly and strained against her, howling out loud as he came inside her, spilling his seed thickly within her body. He held her tightly against him and relaxed on top of her. He suddenly felt weak and tired, and he decided that Bulma must have felt the same way, because he heard her sigh with pleasure. Then she relaxed as well, and her breathing became deep and even once again. Vegeta let sleep over take him as well.

Vegeta woke with a start. \"Kuso,\" he cursed under his breath. \"How long have I been asleep?\" He glanced around. Not finding a clock, he wandered to the open door and peered outside. It was still daylight out. \"It can\'t have been too long,\" he mused. \"It\'s still daylight, andon\'on\'t sense any new saiya-jin ki, so my parents aren\'t on Earth yet.\" He walked back into the living room and saw Bulma still sleeping on the couch. \"Baka onna,\" he thought to himself. \"At least you\'re pregnant now.\" He suddenly stopped and stared, surprised at that last thought. \"Where did that come from?\" he wondered. He ran his hand gently over Bulma\'s abdomen and felt a tiny speck of new ki there. \"Yes, she is pregnant,\" he realized. \"I must have smelled it on her when I woke.\" A feeling of relief washed over him. \"Finally.\"

He walked back to the bathroom feeling relieved and satisfied. He decided to take a shower and get fresh clothing. \"It\'s a good thing I have garments here for just such an occasion,\" he muttered to himself. He turned on the hot water. \"It was a one in a million shot that my father would ever see me again, but at least I\'ll look presentable.\" He stepped into the shower.

*

Bulma woke to the sound of running water. She looked around; Vegeta was nowhere to be seen. She guessed that he was in the shower, as the sound of water was coming from the bathroom. \"I could use a shower myself,\" she thought. She wandered back toward the bedroom and began poking through the closet, hoping to find something to wear. \"Even if I have to wear one of Vegeta\'s training outfits,\" she thought, \"it\'s better than the clothes I was wearing all day.\"

She dug through the closet and found mostly what she expected - a variety of Vegeta\'s training clothes, from his dark shorts to his full-length body suits. In a box in the corner she found four sets of armor. \"Four?\" Bulma wondered. \"Does he really wreck that much armor training by himself?\" She pulled one of the sets out and looked at it. She didn\'t recognize it as one of her designs; it was more like what he\'d first come to Earth in, and it had a red symbol on the left side, near where his heart would be. She saw that there were also matching gloves and boots for each set in the box. \"Strange,\" she thought. \"I wonder if he\'s been designing his own armor? I wish he\'d tell me if the ones I was building weren\'t sufficient.\" She pulled as set of armor out, and one of his blue shorts sets. \"Oh, what the heck,\" she thought. \"I\'ll just try them on and see if they even fit.\" She stood before a mirror and slipped into the form-fitting blue material. It fit her like a glove and was comfortable on top of it. \"I can see why he wears this for training,\" she thought. She flexed her arms and legs a bit, then picked up the armor. It seemed a bit small, even for her, but she remembered that it was flexible and would stretch to her size. She lifted it over her head and wriggled into it. It settled snugly around her body, accenting her breasts and hips nicely. Bulma quickly stepped into the boots and pulled the matching white gloves on.

She pirouetted before the mirror and stretched her arms and legs, testing it\'s flexibility. \"Hm,\" she said smugly to herself. \"Not a bad fit at all.\" She did a couple more poses in front of the mirror, mimicking some of the fighting moves she\'d seen Vegeta perform. Then she stopped and tilted her head to the side. She realized that her hair was a mess. Bulma wasn\'t sure what to do with it, though. She pulled the messy ponytail out and shook her hair out. She improvised with her hands, holding her hair back in different styles.

Suddenly Vegeta\'s voice cut into her thoughts. \"Leave it down,\" he said. \"It looks more natural that way.\"

Bulma spun around. \"Vegeta!\" she cried. \"You startled me, sneaking up like that!\"

Vegeta started to sneer and snap a reply at her, but his face suddenly softened. \"Bulma,\" he said. He walked up to her and slowly walked a circle around her. \"You look...you look great in that.\"

Bulma snapped to attention. She was taken totally off guard. Vegeta was actually...complimenting her?

\"I...I was just waiting for a shower,\" Bulma said, figuring that he must be setting her up for something. \"I was looking for something to wear, and all that was in the closet was your training clothes...\"

Vegeta hushed her by placing a finger over her lips. \"It doesn\'t matter,\" he said. \"I wanted you to wear that tonight anyway. I just never expected it to look so good on you.\" Then, as if snapping out of a daze, he suddenly shook his head and moved away from her. \"Anyway,\" he said, \"you\'d better get your sh. I. I need to get dressed myself, and I want to get a set of armor to Trunks and Bra yet as well.\"

Bulma nodded mutely and slipped out of the room toward the bathroom. Vegeta began to sort out armor and clothes; after a moment he heard the shower start up. \"Damn,\" he thought to himself. \"I never expected that kind of reaction from myself. She should wear armor more often.\" He mulled over the thought as he walked out the door.

Vegeta found Trunks, Pan, Goten and Bra all walking out of one of the caves below his. \"Where are you going?\" he demanded.

\"Not far,\" Trunks replied. \"Gohan\'s up in one of the hot springs; we thought we\'d join him for a bit.\"

\"Hn,\" Vegeta snorted. \"Don\'t be all day at it. I\'m hoping we can get everything taken care of and get back before nightfall.\" He tossed a set of armor to each Trunks and Bra. \"Put these on when you\'re done. I want you two to look presentable tonight, and I want no doubt that you two are my children, so that there\'s no trouble.\"

\"Why would anyone question-\" Trunks started to ask.

Bra cut him off before he could finish the question. \"Because of our hair, Trunks,\" she said smartly. \"All of the rest of them have dark saiya-jin hair and we got Mama\'s hair. Papa thinks that we won\'t be recognized as saiya-jin.\"

\"Hn,\" Ve agr agreed. He allowed a small smile. \"There weren\'t many saiya-jin running around with blue or lavender hair.\"

\"We\'ll see you in a bit, Vegeta,\" Goten said as they started to walk away.

\"In an hour!\" Vegeta called after them. \"Be back here dressed and ready to leave!\"

*

An hour later, Vegeta had them all gathered, clean, dressed and in some semblance of order.

\"Now,\" he reminded them. \"I don\'t want any noise out of any of you. The only reason that everyone is going is so that my father knows exactly who is still alive and who isn\'t. Even though you\'ve designated me as your king, my parents are still royalty and will be treated as such.\"

\"Of course, Vegeta-sama,\" Gokou replied. \"Don\'t worry, everything will be fine.\"

\"Hn,\" Vegeta snorted. He took to the air carrying Bulma, and the others followed him.

They landed outside Lady Macbeth\'s castle. Vegeta expected to be blocked again, but they were able to walk through the gates unobstructed. He glared suspiciously at the door. \"Just how does she know when someone is friend or foe?\" he wondered.

They walked inside. Pigero was behind the counter polishing the countertop with a rag when they walked in. He looked up and greeted them. \"Welcome back!\" he said cheerfully. \"Lady Macbeth is with some of the children, but she\'ll be up directly.\"

\"She was expecting us then?\" Vegeta asked. He raised an eyebrow.

\"Hai,\" Pigero replied. \"And she expects Shukumei to be here any time. You have good timing.\"

\"How convenient,\" Vegeta replied. He turned his back to the brown-haired man. Once again, things were coincidentally falling into place. It bothered him.

\"Vegeta-sama?\" Gokou asked. \"What\'s wrong?\"

\"Nothing,\" Vegeta said dismissively. \"I\'m just keeping my eyes open is all.\"

Just then, Lady Macbeth appeared in a doorway. \"Hello,\" she said in greeting. \"It\'s good to see you back again. You arrived just in time; I expect Shukumei any minute.\"

\"So we heard,\" Vegeta said suspiciously.

\"And speaking of whom,\" Lady Macbeth said. She gestured toward the door.

Shukumei was standing silently in the door. Gokou and the others fell back to make room as she walked in, followed by the four saiya-jin. Vegeta held his ground.

Vegeta\'s father stepped forward. He looked carefully at the young man standing before him; he was without a doubt his son; the upswept hair, pert features and red insignia on his chest plate gave it away. Still, it was a shock to see the son he had left as a five year old boy standing before him, fully grown and matured. He started to step forward, then hesitated. He wasn\'t even sure how to approach him; it\'d been so long, and he had no idea what his son had learned on Freeza\'s ship. He stayed put and waited for his son to make the first move.

Vegeta watched his father carefully. He was a bit surprised and a little disconcerted by his appearance. Somehow he remembered him being...bigger. And more imposing. \"Perhaps that\'s what happens when you\'re a kid,\" he mused, \"you remember everything from a child\'s perspective.\"

He wasn\'t sure how to approach him. When he was a child, he always approached him only when called, and he addressed him as \"king\". However, now that he himself was king, it didn\'t seem appropriate. He was hesitant to just walk up to him; Freeza had always gotten angry and knocked him to the floor for daring to stand eye to eye with him. \"But this isn\'t Freeza,\" he reminded himself. \"This is my father.\"

He summoned his courage and pride and stepped forward. \"Otousan,\" he said. He bowed his head respectfully and quickly straightened up. \"It\'s good to see you again.\"

The elder saiya-jin smiled in relief and grasped his son\'s hand in a firm grip. \"It\'s good to see you as well, my son,\" he said. \"Or, as I understand it, Saiya-jin no Ou.\"

Vegeta looked at his father in surprise. \"How...how did you know that?\" he asked.

The elder Vegeta smiled. He gestured behind him. \"Bardock, here, has the ability to see the future. He told me that you were king now.\"

Bardock stepped forward at the mention of his name. Suddenly from behind Vegeta, Radditz sprang forward. \"\'Tousan?\" he cried. He flew forward and latched onto the scarred saiya-jin in a bear hug. \"\'Tousan, you\'re alive!\" He lifted his father off the ground and swung him around.

Vegeta stepped back as the saiya-jin\'s feet nearly grazed his chest.

Gokou was at his side in an instant, growling low at Radditz. \"Watch it, Radditz,\" he snapped. \"You nearly hit Vegeta-sama.\"

Radditz froze and set Bardock down. \"Gomen,\" he mumbled.

Bardock stared at Gokou. It was him in the flesh and blood...the boy he\'d seen grow up through visions all these years...\"Kakarott?\" he whispered.

Gokou narrowed his eyes and looked the saiya-jin over. If it hadn\'t been for the scarred face, the man could have been a mirror image of himself. \"Do I know you?\" he asked.

Bardock turned a little red. \"No,\" he said, almost embarrassed. \"I...I was too busy before you were sent to Earth...I...I never stopped to talk to you.\" He hesitated, then finally just spit it out. \"I\'m your father.\"

Gokou\'s eyes widened. \"My father? So you\'re the third-class warrior that she mentioned earlier...that\'s a weird coincidence.\"

\"Isn\'t it?\" Vegeta said. \"And I\'m willing to bet that your mother is the other woman that Shukumei brought back, seeing as both of us have our mates here.\"

\"You do?\" the elder Vegeta exclaimed. \"Well, bring them forward, son.\" He eagerly scanned the group trying to determine which woman might be his son\'s mate.

Vegeta gestured to Bulma and she stepped forward, with Trunks and Bra just behind her. \"This is my mate, Bulma,\" he said. \"And my son and daughter.\" He fell silent and waited for his father\'s comment.

Vegeta\'s father looked them over in surprise. He hadn\'t been quite sure what to expect; they definitely were different than any saiya-jin he\'d ever seen. Bulma, he remarked, as strange as her name was, was quite the beauty. He could see why his son had chosen her, having to pick from Earthlings. He could see his son\'s traits in his grandson as well, but the boy had gotten his mother\'s coloring, and his granddaughter looked like a twin to her mother. He noted that his grandchildren both had sleek brown tails that marked them as saiya-jin, however. \"You made a good choice,\" he remarked. \"Are your children as strong as they are beautiful, though?\"

Trunks glared and started to power up. \"I\'ll show you strong,\" he muttered.

Vegeta saw that his son was getting ready to go super saiya-jin. They didn\'t need that thrown into the mix, not yet. He gave Trunks a look that told him to settle down. \"Trunks-\" he warned.

\"Hn,\" Trunks said. He powered back down again.

Vegeta\'s father laughed. \"He certainly has the saiya-jin fighting spirit!\" he said. \"I\'m proud son; you seem to have raised a good family.\"

Vegeta was shocked at his father\'s words. He\'d never in his wildest dreams expected his father to even accept his family, let alone compliment them. Was this truly the man he\'d known on Vegeta-sei? And had he even truly known his father, for that matter?

Gokou took the break in the conversation to bring ChiChi forward. He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her forward. \"This is my mate, ChiChi,\" he said. \"She yells a lot, but she cooks good food.\"

\"Rrgh,\" ChiChi growled"Gok"Gokou, what kind of introduction is that? Don\'t you even know how to introduce someone?\" She was practically yelling already.

Bardock snickered. \"So, you got stuck with a shrew for a mate too,\" he commented.

\"What was that?!\" one of the women behind him demanded. She strode forward and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling his head backward. \"Say it again, baka, I dare you!\"

\"Argh! Ninjin!\" Bardock strained to shake her grip from his hair. \"I didn\'t mean it like that! You know that!\" He was on his knees, trying to twist out of her grip.

The elder Vegeta snickered a little at the third-class warrior\'s predicament. His eyes randomly perused the group, and he caught sight of Tales sitting silently in the shadows behind the rest of the group. The man was for all the world the spitting image of Kakarott, he thought. He nudged his son with his arm and nodded back in Tales\'s direction.

\"What is that man\'s name?\" he asked. \"ooksooks very much like Kakarott.\"

\"Hn,\" Vegeta said, following his gaze. \"I didn\'t even know him until a short time ago, but apparently you know him, father. The recording from his original space pod was your voice.\"

The other saiya-jin fell silent at Vegeta\'s words. They turned to look curiously at the two royal men before them.

The elder Vegeta narrowed his eyes. \"Impossible,\" he said quietly. \"I would have never believed the boy lived. It was a one and a million shot.\"

Vegeta gestured in Tales\'s direction. \"Tales, get over here,\" he demanded.

Tales stepped hesitantly to the front of the group. \"My king,\" he said. He knelt before Vegeta.

\"How do you know him?\" Vegeta demanded of his father.

Bardock was staring quizzically at Tales; his confusion was evident on his face. Vegeta\'s father turned and faced Bardock before answering. He almost appeared ashamed.

\"Bardock,\" he said, \"I owe you an apology before I speak, because I know it\'s going to be quite a shock to you. I would have said something earlier, but I had no idea the boy survived.\" He turned back to Vegeta. \"My voice was on his space pod\'s computer because I was the one who sent him into space. It was done in secret, and I could not let anyone else be involved, as he wasn\'t an ordinary infant. He was one of the rarest kind of infants on Vegetasei - a twin. Kakarott\'s twin, to be specific.\"

\"What?!\" Gokou cried.

Bardock suddenly felt his legs go weak. \"He\'s...he\'s my...\" He sat heavily on the floor and held his forehead in his hand. \"You mean...I was right? It was twins she was carrying?\"

The elder saiya-jin nodded. \"Yes, it was. Tales was born first. When I realized that there was a second baby as well, and that they were identical twins, I hid the older of the two and bundled him into a space pod in secret. I didn\'t want Freeza to capture the twins because of old stories; it was bad enough that he had my own son. I then gave Kakarott to the doctors and told them that he was Ninjin and Bardock\'s only son. They had no reason to doubt me, and of course never questioned me.\"

Shocked silence fell over the room for a moment; the stillness was suddenly broken by a piercing watch alarm. Bulma looked at her watch.

\"Vegeta, we better get moving,\" she said quietly. \"It\'s only an hour until dark.\"

Vegeta snapped to attention. \"All right,\" he said. \"We can continue this discussion later. Back to the valley, immediately!\" He strode out the door with the others on his heels. He sent the group ahead of him and waited for his parents and Gokou\'s parents. \"Follow me,\" he said. \"We need to get back to our homes. There\'s a full moon tonight, and it will be dark soon.\"

His imperative tone cut short any conversation. His father simply nodded, and they followed Vegeta through the air and back to the valley.

Gohan was tightening a tie around his neck and preparing to take off as he landed. \"I have to get to work, Vegeta-sama,\" he said. He slipped the dark glasses Pan had given him earlier over his eyes. \"I\'ll be back later tonight.\" He was in the air and gone before Vegeta could get a word in edgewise.