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A Special Trainer	By : gokusbbygrl Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Ok i reposted it. I hope there arn't any more mistakes i look over it so many times. That was the whole reason i deleted it in the first place. if there are anymore mistakes or repeats let me know. Other wise enjoy!

Summary: Vegeta and Nappa take Goku and the gang to Radtiz's house, there they learn about the saiyans and what they truly are. Gohan and Goku end up in a fight, in which Goku seems to lose.

Chapter 5 ~A Rude Awakening~

VPOV

I sat on the couch with Nappa watching the news somewhere around twelve thirty in the afternoon. Nothing that happened here on this planet very interesting, most of it was actually legal on Planet Vegeta. For instance having sex with someone under the age of eighteen, nonetheless a relative of yours, was actually quite common. Keeping things within your bloodline guaranteed a stronger child than with someone of different parents and/or ancestors. I slouched lower into my seat not paying attention to anything but my own thoughts. I was think that I should pay that Gohan kid and his brat of a brother, a visit. I must admit my acting skills we're at their tops this morning, pretending to be disgusted by brothers having sex, a smile crossed my face without my knowing, I've heard worse than that. Hell I've been through worse that. Damn Frieza. I hate him with a burning passion, more than I hated my younger brother, Tarble. I shuddered at the thought. He and I we're nothing alike and I wish to never see his face again.

“Hey Vegeta,” Nappa asked, once again pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Yes Nappa,” I replied emotionless.

“When are we going meet this kid's father? We need to know if he was that low level Saiyan.”

I stood up from the couch. “Well, why don't we see him right now,” I smirked. “He won't mind, after all I’m doing his job for him. And if he is a Saiyan, I am his prince, whom which he must obey. Isn't that right, Nappa?” I said turning my head to him as he got up to kneel at my feet.

“Yes, Prince Vegeta,” he said bowing his head.

I smiled evilly. “Come on Nappa, we should be able to track the child's ki. Unless you would like to try that broken scouter of yours,” I gestured to the pieces of what used to be a green scouter on, the tv stand.

“No I think we should sense him out,” Nappa said rising from his place on the floor. “Lead the way my Prince.”

I smirked and left the living room, going out the back door only to blast off from the ground causing it to explode a feet in. At top speed it only took us about 15 minutes to get to the boys house. Once I landed I was greeted with Gohan and his friends rushing outside, in the meantime Nappa was just touching down.

“What are you doing here?” Gohan whisper yelled at me. “We trained this morning and I just got my father to finally give me a senzu bean I don't need anymore bruises on my body today.”

“Relax boy, I didn't come here for you,” I stated plainly moving my head towards the small house. “I came for your father.”

“What?!” Everyone seemed to say this simultaneously.

“That's right I need to have a little 'talk' with him,” I smiled with a hint of evil well written in my eyes.

Before I knew it there was a tall man, with long ebony spikes. He was wearing a orange and blue gi, definitely has a horrible sense a fashion, and had anger on his face.

“Who are you?” he yelled, I couldn't help but laugh. His power level certainly was higher than most humans, so I’m still assuming that he is the Saiyan we're looking for. Well that and his son was able to withstand my intensely rough training. “I'm only gonna ask one more time. Who are you?”

A smirk crossed my face. “I am Prince Vegeta. And you must be Kakarot, Raditz's younger brother.”

“What are you talking about?” his facial expression changed drastically. It went from rage to dumbfounded.

I laughed. “You are Kakarot, I can tell now. You look just like your idiot father and brother,” I walked up to him examining him more closely. “My, my, the resemblance is uncanny, wouldn't you say Nappa?”

“I agree my Prince, he looks just like Raditz and Bardock.”

“What the fuck are you people talking about?” Kakarot screeched.

“Well he certainly is much more stupid than his older brother isn't he? Tell you what, I'll be the one to tell you something, but promise you won't get mad. On second thought what do I care I hate this miserable rock anyway if you want to destroy the planet go ahead.”

“What is it?” he asked in that once again angered voice.

I paused before continuing causing the tension to build. “Your son is weak, so weak in fact that he willingly let a complete stranger train him. Of course I've only been training him for two days now but, back on our home planet you were a disgrace if you didn't teach your own children to fight properly unless you were in hell. And as I can see you're right here with the living now aren't you? Perhaps you would like to tell me why exactly is one son stronger than the other, if you had twins why not have them be spar partners. In fact on Planet Vegeta, twins were not only sparing partners, solider partners, or guards together, they were most oftenmates,” I finished my lecture by walking back next to Nappa and crossing my hands over my chest just to see the reaction on the imbecile's face.

“W-w-what...are y-you...talking...about?” his face was shocked and fearful at the same time. Reminded me of my one of my ex-lovers she would always have that face when I penetrated her.

“If you were to come with me I'll show you everything you've missed out. And you'll get to meet your big brother,” I mocked a motherly voice. “Wouldn't you like that baby Kakarot?”

He sighed. “If I go with you will you leave everyone else alone?”

“No,” I looked around to everyone. “They're coming too. Oh, and Gohan before I forget, try to keep up this time I’m not going slow for you,” with that I blasted off toward our next destination. Everyone following...just like old times. I allowed a small smile to creep on my face.

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I landed on the ground and ran to the door, perhaps a little too excited to see him again, I calmed down and knocked. A few minutes passed before I became agitated, I knocked again.

“I don't want any!” I heard his voice yell from somewhere beyond the door.

“Who the hell sells anything way out here you retard?! Now open up before I blast down this bloody door!”

I heard movement and the locks unlock, I also heard feet touch the grass gently before returning my full attention to the other full blooded Saiyan behind the door that opened only seconds later. But instead of seeing that face I've always seen as a mother-figure, I saw something even more horrid than Frieza's torture chambers.

“YOU CUT YOUR HAIR?!” I couldn't help but scream.

“Yeah, I think I look better like this,” he ruffled it a little before looking down at me.

“YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE YOUR MOTHER! I-it's disgusting! I hate it! Why would you cut your hair?! Of all the things a Saiyan can do...why THAT?” my expression must have been a one of a kind considering Raditz was laughing his ass off in the doorway.

“Relax my Prince. It will grow back, but I’m not sure I want it to. It's so much easier to take of when it's this short,” he smiled. “And it reminds me of when I was little.”

I growled at his series of statements. “The reason I came here was because I found your brother. And he has children, they also have friends who seem to be of Saiyan blood also.”

His face grew serious as he looked past me to see who was all there, I could tell when he had found Kakarot, his face softened again. It looked like his eyes were misting up but I couldn't tell if it was true or just a trick of the light. When I heard what he whispered I knew he was about to cry.

“D-dad...” Raditz had whispered under his breath but I was close enough to catch that one little word. He straightened up and put on his scowling mask. “What are we going to do to them?”

“I was hoping you would tell the tale of their race and a few other things as well,” I winked and pushed pass him to enter his home.

“Um...well everyone come on in,” he motioned everyone inside.

I was standing up against the wall beside the fire place when Kakarot, Nappa, and the kids settled on the couch. Raditz came out to the kitchen with a few beers, Nappa taking one immediately, he offered one to Kakarot but he just shook his head. Instead his youngest son took it, then Raditz handed me one. Raditz looked around and shifted uncomfortably. I just took a drink of my beer and never left my position on the wall.

“Isn't your son a little young to drink, Kakarot?” I scolded the lower class.

“He's been drunk before I think he can handle a little bottle of beer.”

“And has Gohan ever drank?” I raised a brow.

“No, he isn't allowed,” he scowled.

“See. Isn't that a disgrace? He favors his son, and the younger one at that. Not to mention he grounded Gohan for being plowed by his brother.”

“That seems about right, why would it be a disgrace?” Raditz questioned me.

“Oh, I forgot to mention they're twins but of course you're not one to recognize identical twins when you see them.”

He went wide eyed. “Wait,” he placed a hand in front of himself. “Let me get this straight. Kakarot, my brother, won't let his twin boys have sex. And he grounded the younger one for being fuck? What the fuck?” Raditz leaned towards his younger brother. “Are you stupid or something? That's natural, and if anything you should be punishing the boy on top.”

“Hey! They're my kids I choose how to raise them.”

“But that's just stupid! You know you're not like other people, so why punish your kids—who are going to possibly be mates in the end—if they just have one round of sex.”

“It's—”

“Calm down, both of you!” I yelled. Naturally they both bowed their heads in apology. “Now Raditz, if you don't mind, why don't you explain what we are and what is natural in our culture.”

“Yes, your majesty,” he bowed his head once more. “We are a race of deadly, intergalactic warriors, known as Saiyans. Our home planet, Planet Vegeta, had laws that were very different, in fact almost quite opposite from here. The king of our race was very strict, most warriors were sentence to death if they didn't obey the laws or orders from a higher class or power. You and I Kakarot are lower levels than Prince Vegeta and Nappa here, you are a third class, while I am first class. What happened was our parents were from different classes. Most mates stayed within their own classes but our mother and father were from elite and third class.”

“What a sexy elite like her was doing fucking a low level idiot beats the shit out of me,” Nappa added drinking the remains of his beer.

“As I was saying,” Raditz glared at his ex-lover. “Mates usually didn't go for weaker classes considering the male must protect his mate during the pregnancy and personally I wouldn't want a low level warrior being the only person able to protect me during my pregnancy,” he turned his head to the side. “And I wouldn't want a weak child either. But anyhow, in order to become mates you must mark one another on the shoulder or neck during sex, but unless if you find your destined mate, you can have other sexual partners but most of the time once mated you are no longer attracted to anyone other than your mate, in other cases it was an accident and you're not truly attracted to your mate at all. Nappa here is a perfect example of an accident mating, ain’t that right?” Raditz teased him. “He mated with one of the females who was known to be very violent in bed, if I recall correctly her name was Sapphiria. He bit her neck out of pure pleasure and she instinctively bit back, and from all that they had a child. A beautiful baby girl...I feel so bad. But at least I’m still...never mind that.”

“Tell them about the laws Raditz.”

“Right, here sex with children under the age of eighteen is taboo but on Planet Vegeta is actually encouraged because children start to emit a pheromone—that attracts others to let them know they are ready to me mated—around the time earth children go through puberty. Also having sex with a family member is more common than you think, most families force their children to mate with either a stronger male or one of the family members to ensure a strong child. Another way to ensure a strong offspring is to force you or mate to get bad morning sickness, the worse it is the stronger that child will be. Mind you the morning sickness doesn't last long and neither do the mood swings but you don't ever want to piss off a pregnant Saiyan during the time of which he or she is carrying. The pregnancy lasts at most six months, at least for a full breed I’m not so sure about half bloods. Anyhow, back to the laws of the planet. There were very few laws that we had to obey by, first was no destruction on the planet unless authorized to do so, like knocking down a building to replace it by a newer one or creating a new trainings grounds. Second, always respect higher classes, if you did not go by this you were either killed or beaten the shit out of in a public place. I think the most important law would be to never question or disobey the royal family, if you do the king will kill you on the spot, or worse,” he gulped thinking of how evil my father truly was. That was one of the many traits I got from him. “Sadly, he and the rest of our planet and race are dead. Frieza wiped us all out. Well so he thought, when he found out Nappa and I survived after he already had an eight year old Vegeta, we were thrown in captivity and used as slaves to purge planets so he could sell them. He was such a bastard. When Vegeta was around sixteen he finally ended the lizard tyrants life. Nappa and I were astonished at the prince's true power, he was even more powerful than his father. Trust me his father was strong, the strongest on the planet, or so we thought. Now Vegeta stands as the strongest man in the universe,” he smiled. “And to think I was the one who raised him, I felt so much pride that day.”

“Ok, your not my mother stop talking Raditz. I think they get the idea that they are aliens. Now the only thing left to ask is...” I looked at Kakarot sceptically. “What happened to your tail?”

“Huh?” he looked as stupid as ever. “Oh that. It got cut off a long time ago but I think my kids and Bulma's still might have their tails.”

“Actually dad, mom cut off our tails when we were seven,” his youngest confirmed.

“I still have my tail, but I don't know about my sister.”

“Why on earth would I keep that ugly thing it got in the way too much and it hurt when you touched it.”

“Well 'Geta, that answered your question.”

“God damnit Nappa! Stop calling me that! I am not a eight anymore, I'm a grown fucking man!” I yelled in Saiya-go.

Everything in the room got quiet. I just huffed and crossed my arms again, sticking my nose high in the air. I mumbled under my breath something, again, in Saiya-go, and it seems it caught some people's attention and left me to a explanation.

“It's a dead language now,” I turned my head. “It used to be used across galaxy but now that there aren't many of us left it died...a long time ago.”

It was silent for a while before Raditz coughed and continued explaining things about the old Planet Vegeta. Telling stories of when he was a child, letting Kakarot know about their mother and father, and telling about how we weren't just fighters but we were also moral people.

“In fact it was much like you humans do, the father would go to work in the city as part of the military, while the mother stayed at home taking care the kids teaching them how to fight. If they were boys they would train more than the girls and boys who were able to produce children, only because they had to learn how to take care of males in their lives and how to take care of babies. At least that's what I learned, after all I am a fertile male myself. When the fathers would come home sometime mid-day they would teach their sons even more about fighting then the mothers knew, because look at what I had to learn instead of proper fighting techniques. Though I didn't tell the military that I was fertile when I was registered, so I was on my way to becoming a general, and I was the prince's loyal body guard, until the explosion of the planet of course.”

“How can you conceive children if you're a male?” Gohan asked confused.

“Well Saiyans are different than humans and some males can produce children, like myself, by of course anal sex, but our insides are different than regular males. My body has a uterus somewhere near my intestines but instead of having separate tracks like a female I don't. Most males can only conceive during heat, but I was and still am able to at anytime. I've also given birth before and trust me it is nothing you ever want to do in your life it hurt...so BAD. Luckily I don't have any scars.”

“What happened to the baby?” Gohan wanted to know more.

“Um...Frieza...that's what happened. He was so beautiful and strong too, I was so sad when I had lost my first cub, I cried for days on end. Nappa and Vegeta tried everything but I just couldn't get over the loss of my child,” he had his head down the entire time he was talking about his son. “When Frieza sent us out on purging missions I couldn't even do that. These two had to work twice as hard 'cause I didn't have the energy to leave my pod. It was about a month when I finally stopped sulking and told Vegeta that he needed to kill the son of a bitch before I did it for him.”

“Yes, and it turned out that you were too frightened to do it anyway.”

I saw a small sad smile cross his face. “Yeah, he would have killed me on the spot.”

“Wow, you guys really went through a lot haven't you?” Kakarot asked in a slightly sad tone.

“Awe, I feel so bad for you guys,” the young blue haired girl wiped tears from her eyes. “How did you ever survive?”

“Pure luck,” Nappa said leaning back.

“Wow I never realized that my people went through such hardships,” Kakarot put his head in his hands. “I wish I could have helped.”

“There's nothing you can do about it now Kakarot. I’m just glad I’m still alive, and I’m healthy considering the conditions we used to live in. Nappa probably would have a lot of diseases if it wasn't for the regen tanks.”

“What are those? I think Vegeta injected me with fluid from that before.”

“It's full name is regeneration tanks, we call them regen tanks 'cause its a mouth full, but it's heals your wounds and injuries in an extended period of time. It also takes care of most diseases, which comes in handy if your on a planet in which could have deadly diseases like Ophiseus or Delockneia.”

“What?” Gohan scrunched his nose.

“Well Ophiseus destroys the all the muscle tissue in your body, and Delockneia weakens your bones and causes black outs in Saiyans. These are mostly found on the far side of the universe where the temperature very low, its also where the Icejin planet is.”

“Frieza's home world,” Nappa added on the Raditz's explanation.

“Everyone seems a bit quiet except for Gohan. Is this too much for you to handle?”

“Well I don't know how would you like to be taken away by some strange short man and being told your friends were aliens?” The young female stood and and walked over to me. “I don't think you would like that would you? I didn't think so,” she turned her head fast and almost whipped me in the face with her long blue hair.

“You're an alien too, Trunks you said you had a tail?”

“Yes,” he said waving his tail into vision. “What that have to do with anything?”

“Ugh...now we have to meet his dad Prince Vegeta. Oh and...uh Kakarot...you might want to start respecting your prince. Since you know who he is now, and everything,” Raditz told his brother with a fatherly voice.

“Well, why should I change who am I? I shouldn't have to change just because he is the prince...besides its not like him and I are on friendly terms to begin with. He invited my son to his house to train but for all I know he could have molested him.”

“Humph. Not that you care dad, if it were up to you I wouldn't see the light of day. And Trunks and I already thought about that but I went with my gut told me ok.”

“Oh so your gut told you to go to some random guys house, even though he could have wanted to rape you, just so you could train. All you had to do was ask me to keep training you.”

“Keep? What do you mean keep? The only thing you taught me how to do is fly and fire ki blasts, Yamcha was the one who taught me about fighting stances, guarding against your opponent, and how to sense energy. Trunks' dad has been more helpful than you've ever been when it comes to training me.”

“Well if Yamcha is such an excellent teacher why isn't he your master right now? Hmmm...? Yeah answer that one smart ass.”

“Because you wouldn't let me do anything! There were times I never even went outside, let alone be allowed out of my room in all the seventeen years I've lived you and mom. Hell if you were to actually let me go out and do things people would find me so fucking annoying because I practically know everything about anything thanks to you and mom. I was never allowed to train. Oh but when it comes to Goten you're all like 'Yeah sure you can train. In fact I'll train you myself and leave your OLDER brother to do what he does best. Study his mother fucking brains out'. Do you even realize what that has done to me? Its not very fun I'll tell you that much, in fact I think its because of that I work in such a fucking smutty place to begin with,” everyone went wide eyed as Gohan chewed his father out. To me it was hilarious watching the low level being yelled at by is own son, but I kept a straight face throughout the entire time, never once letting even the smallest satisfactory smile cross my features. It was what he ended with that caught his father's attention the most.

“What did you just say? Where the fuck do you work? When the hell did you get that job?” Kakarot yelled in his son's face.

“I work at Cherry Pop. That slutty bar in the city where guys go to check out the chicks and get drunk off their asses only to be greeted by all the whores and sluts who work there. Why do you care anyways all you care about is fighting and Goten,” the young demi crossed his arms looking away from his father.

“What the fuck!? Why would you work there of all places? You're smarter than that Gohan. You shouldn't degrade yourself to a fucked up place like that,” Kakarot seemed to have calmed down a bit. “You have so much more potential, you really shouldn't be working there,” Kakarot's eyes became soft as did his speaking.

“What do you care I’m apparently not the fighter of the family, so it doesn't matter what I do, now does it? Besides I've already got a place to stay after I’m eighteen so when that day comes you'll have me outta your life for good. Again, not that you care.”

“I do care, Gohan,” the boy just looked away from his father. “Your mother and I figured it would have been better if you didn't fight...when you boys were babies, Goten used to push you down and beat you up and all you did was ignore him and go back to writing or drawing. One day, Chichi decided to teach you guys math and the alphabet. You picked up quickly, but Goten, not so much all he wanted to do was rough house all day and try to get you to fight with him. And when that didn't work he'd rip up your papers or spit on you, and that's the only time you ever hit back is when he pissed you off to a point where you couldn't handle it. So your mother and I just went with what was given to us. I trained Goten, your mother taught you, occasionally we would get into arguments about you not getting enough interaction but she said it would be fine so I just went along with it. I never meant to keep you locked in your room or around the house. I just wanted what was best you and it seemed like school was it, but now I realized you wanted to train with me, all those years and didn't even tell me,” Kakarot paused. “I'm sorry, Gohan.”

Gohan didn't give in that easily, he was still angry with his father by the look of things. “Yeah...well...sorry isn't good enough. Vegeta is training me and there's nothing you can do about it. And just so you know it wasn't the fact that I wanted to train, I just wanted to spend time with you, like Goten did,” before anything else could be said Gohan stormed out of the house. It was a good five maybe ten minutes before anyone else spoke. Raditz was the first to brake the deafening silence.

“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to start this.”

“It's ok Raditz, I understand. I just never knew that much about Gohan.”

“It seems you've had favoritism all these years to Goten,” everyone's eyes turned to me. “I'll go talk to the boy, I have an idea of he's going through,” I pushed myself off the wall but Kakarot stopped me.

“What makes you think you have any idea of what my son his going through?” his face was serious and angry.

“In case you don't remember about we were talking about earlier, my whole planet was destroyed including my entire family and race, not to mention I was locked away in cell for my whole childhood only to do a mad man's dirty work. And I've seen and heard things that no man should ever go through, I wouldn't even wish it on my worst enemy...that's how bad my childhood was Kakarot, and now you're standing here telling me I have no idea of what your son is going through when I've gone through more shit in my days as a child then you ever have in your entire life,” his face softened once more allowing me to go find his son and talk to him.

TBC...

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