House of Vegeta Highlights

HOUSE OF VEGETA HIGHLIGHTS 10

Storm Warning

Kakarot knew the smell. Antiseptic, chemical. Artificial. He opened his eyes slowly, letting his senses adjust. Remembering what happened when he was last awake. Soft clicks and hums echoed in the background from ventilation systems. He stared at a white tiled ceiling.

/Shit./

Turning his head a little, he saw reinforced doors next to a small observation window. The walls were also white. Plain, nondescript furniture dotted his room, along with a viewscreen that was bolted down.

The young saiyan sat up, anger twisting his features. Powerful legs swung free of the bed before a wave of weakness struck, making him grab the mattress to keep from falling. He slid to the floor, gasping for breath.

/How dare they?!/ rage burned in his heart. Kakarot looked down at himself. Ki damping bands were on each wrist. He was dressed in plain white clothing, a short sleeved shirt with loose fitting pants.

"How could they do this to me?!" his head throbbed. Staggering to his feet, the young warrior stumbled over to a mirror. It was attached securely to the wall beneath unbreakable plexiglass. Kakarot laughed coldly.

"Great. I'm in a fucking nuthouse again. Maybe they think I'll slash my wrists." he rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to ease a throbbing headache.

"Why won't it stop! Dammit-" Kakarot rubbed again, feeling something cool and smooth under his hairline.

Dark eyes blinked in astonishment. /What?!/ he tapped his forehead, hearing a definite 'clink'. Panicked, the young warrior went to the mirror again. A metal headband was firmly in place, attuned to his brain's magnetic field. Kakarot knew the significance, blood boiling in anger.

"I can't feel or sense anything. Bastards!" he punched a wall in frustration. A light blinked in the corner near a speaker panel. Seconds later a female saiyan appeared in the observation window.

"GREETINGS, OUIJAN. MY NAME IS JEDANUK. I'M THE SENIOR PSY MED IN CHARGE OF YOUR CASE."

Kakarot pounded against the window. "I'm not a mental patient. Who the hell do you people think you are?!"

"A MOMENT, PLEASE. I WILL EXPLAIN THE SITUATION TO YOU." she disappeared from sight briefly. Kakarot stood stock still in the center of the floor, fists clenched. A swish of heavy doors. Jedanuk entered, flanked on each side by two huge saiyans. One held a psi stunner, the other a wrap jacket.

Kakarot snorted, eyeing them. "Nice and reasonable."

Jedanuk smiled. She was rather heavyset, with chopped spikes going up in a spray. She held a clipboard. "Hopefully I can answer all your questions. I understand this situation is disturbing to you."

"You don't know the half of it. Where the hell am I, and who put me here?"

The royal physician Glerunn recommended you come here. This is the Verduc Psi Institute-"

"Another Psi ward." Kakarot hissed in disdain. "New day, same old shit."

Jedanuk snorted, her features hard now. "I have your extensive history, Kakarot. We've contacted your previous Meds for cross references-"

"How did you have time to do all that? I haven't been here that long!"

The burly saiyans chuckled at the doctor's side. Jedanuk sighed. "You've been comatose for nearly a week, Kakarot."

His jaw fell open. "A...a week?!"

The doctor nodded. "We were about to force consciousness with drugs. Fortuneately you came to on your own."

Kakarot paced away from her slowly, forcing his anger down. "Take off these stupid toys, doctor. I insist."

"I'm afraid I can't do that yet, ouijan. There are tests to run."

"Legally, you can't hold me here. And remember, I'm of the royal family."

Jedanuk nearly smiled. "Their connections put you here. Be assured, you aren't being held against your will."

"Then why the goons?" Kakarot glared at the other saiyans. He stood defiantly, head high. "Do you have any concept of the power I wield?"

"I know more than I dare say, Kakarot. Even more than you know about yourself!"

Her strange comment quieted him somewhat. "Meaning?"

The doctor glanced at her clipboard. "Let's deal with reality here, shall we? Before arriving here you had a severe seizure. Shortly afterward you attempted to kill two high ranking councilors of the high court for no rational reason. Prior to that you were linking, reading through mind shields."

"They wanted me dead first, at birth. I knew their thoughts."

"That isn't an answer I want to hear. Your thinking is too disordered right now."

"I'm not insane!" Kakarot clutched his head in pain again. "Take this these things off me! I can't feel or sense anything, it's like having blinders on my brain."

"No. Those dampers are there for a reason. We need to run tests, Kakarot. You're at a critical stage right now-"

"Fool! I don't have time for stupid tests, and I'm not a specimen for you to examine! Release me from here, or I trash this place!"

Jedanuk turned to go, her expression neutral. "I don't think so, Kakarot. We'll begin tomorrow testing your psi shields."

"You think I make idle threats?"

"No, but clearly you aren't familiar with our institute. We only handle high power cases. You might be interested to know your arrival here has created quite a buzz."

The wild one blinked in surprise. "What?"

"Several of our patients say they know you. Of course, that may or may not be true. If things go well, you might have visitors."

Kakarot snarled at her. "Get the hell out."

"Get some rest. If you want something to eat, notify the attendant by hitting the blue control panel." she exited with the two assistants.

Kakarot flopped on the bed, curling in a fetal position.

****

Rumors were abuzz about the young ouijan, from political circles through the military ranks and elites in general. The official story given for public consumption was that the royal prince-ke left on a secret reconnaisance mission near the asteroid belt. Those in the know (being the military) were suspicious of the news telecasts pumped out at regular intervals by Vegetaseii's PR department.

Meanwhile, life for the royal family was unsettled. Inside the castle, chatter held more accurate rumors regarding Kakarot's sudden disappearance. Wild stories ranged from attempted suicide to brain fever and rut boils. The Ou grew fed up with the nonsense and convened a general assembly of his highest ranking officers. The Ouji and Bardock were also in attendance. Raditz managed to clear his schedule and joined the meeting per special request. This also raised a few eyebrows. A third class with a moderate title (through royal marriage) was not normally invited to high ranking military affairs. Rumblings began anew about ovees (bastard royals) and black secrets. The Ouji overheard these comments and promised to burn down anyone repeating wild talk. Not surprisingly, the rumor mill immediately ground to a halt. Even a few senators and administrators from elite districts were in attendance, curiosity bringing them to the castle. Aides scuttled about the great conference hall collecting messages and filtering information for their superiors.

Raditz sat next to his sire, arms folded. He shook his head. /I can't believe all this./

Bardock watched Godorra, a lieutenant commander of the Red Reavers speak. Her fleet recently returned from the Cooler sector and suffered many casualties. He didn't turn his head.

/Explain, Raditz./

Dark eyes glinted at the assembly. /Why is Kakarot's disappearance this much of an issue?/

/Your brother is classified information./

/I don't understand./

/Our ultimate weapons in the war are assigned alta codes. Highest weaponry is classified./

/Ah./

/I doubt they'll believe the public reports. This could get tricky./

/Are there other weapons of such nature?/ Raditz glanced sideways at his father.

Bardock sneered, still looking straight ahead. /More than you know. I'm not at liberty to say./

/Vegeta, probably./

/Yes, he's in the equation./

Raditz raised eyebrows at that. "What?!"

"Silence, Raditzsu." Bardock hissed. "I'm trying to hear what's being said."

Curling a lip, the burly warrior turned his attention to the meeting.

****

Kakarot edged up on his bed after a brief nap. He was ravenously hungry.

/Wonder if this clinic has better food than the ones I remember./

Going to the blue wall panel, he pressed a red button. "Attendant!"

Spiky hair immediately filled the square glass. A long faced saiyan with slanted eyes grinned slyly.

"AND HOW MAY I HELP YOU?" his voice was muffled through the intercomm.

Kakarot snarled. "Bring me some damn food. Lots of it! I'm starving."

The attendant laughed. "You're in a good mood. Want anything in particular?"

"Whatever you've got, as long as I can eat it!"

"I think we can accomodate you."

Kakarot glared through the glass. "You got a name?"

A smirk from the saiyan. "Yeah, I'm Jokko. We'll be seeing a lot of each other, so keep that in mind when you make requests."

"I don't plan to be here long enough for that."

"We'll see. It's not my decision."

"Hn!" Kakarot stalked away, dropping on his bed again. He was about to activate the remote on his viewscreen, when Jedanuk appeared at the window. Dark eyes glared up at her in surprise.

/What's this about?/

"Kakarot, I'm glad your appetite is still intact. Eat as much as you like. We want to see your metabolism at normal levels."

"I'm touched."

The doctor gave a strange smile. "Cooperation will make things smoother, ouijan. Remember, I have your full psyche profile. Make no attempt to remove the dampers or damage them."

Kakarot glared death at her.

Jedanuk appeared smug. "Also, any property damage will be rewarded with isolation and further restraint. Do I make myself clear?"

He flipped his tail in an obscene gesture, slapping his ass.

Jedanuk was unfazed. "We have someone here who would like to visit. Are you up to it?"

The young saiyan turned his back. "Why the hell not, it's not like I'm going anywhere!"

Jedanuk disappeared momentarily. A swoosh of doors. A familiar saiyan stood in the entranceway, flanked by attendants holding devices. Handsome features were framed by long spikes wisping around chiseled shoulders.

Kakarot could only stare in shock. "Brolli?!"

****

"It's been a long time, Kakarot. You look wonderful."

Still blinking, the young warrior kept staring. "Yeah, Brolli. You too. But I thought you were at a facility offplanet! Didn't you destroy a containment unit at Boollis?"

Brolli frowned slightly, glancing at his keepers. "Not in front of the locals."

Kakarot eyed the burly attendants. "I see what you mean. Goons grow on trees around here. Or swing from them!"

Brolli laughed wildly. "Gods, no wonder I missed you!" he edged to Kakarot's side. "Can I...?"

A broad hand sweeped out. "Sure, I'm living the high life in hotel happy. Make yourself comfortable!"

"Patients." one of the huge attendants boomed. Both young saiyans stared in annoyance.

"You have one hour visitation before rest period."

"At least your goons can talk." Kakarot nudged his compantion. Brolli snickered.

"The name is Eslunn, Kakarot. Your insolence isn't appreciated. Enjoy your favored status while it lasts." the attendant nodded at his companion briefly before exiting.

Kakarot watched them go intently. "Brolli. What were those devices they were holding?"

A sigh. "Neural paralyzers."

"Shit."

"The fool on the left also carries a wire strap. It creates pain and blunt injury."

"Sounds like you're well accquainted with it."

"Yeah." Brolli's eyes flared darkly. "Until one of them paid the price."

Kakarot was mindful of a camera that suddenly appeared from a small panel. "What happened?"

Brolli caught his eye, seeing the camera. "A technician, a woman. She tried to 'amp up' a wire strap for her assistant. We struggled when they tried to move me to an isolation unit, and one of my ki dampers broke. It allowed me enough strength to burn her out of existence."

Kakarot thought that over. "I'm surprised they let you live."

Brolli laughed bitterly. "Oh, I'm a prized experiment for saiyan psychosis, you know? So even an employees' death means nothing in the name of science."

"That's crap."

"You know I didn't want to kill my father. It just happened. No one ever understood me but you, Kakarot."

"Brolli, I shouldn't be here. These people are wasting my time-"

Smooth hands held Kakarot's face. "What happened, Kaka? You can tell me anything, just like in leyschool."

Fluttering lashes brushed the caress. "Hn, no one calls me that much but Vegeta."

"I knew you'd nail the prince eventually. Now tell me why you're here."

Deep sigh. "I...don't know all of it myself. I was on the floor in a dark stairwell with my father holding me. Vegeta was there also. They asked me if I had any memory of what happened-"

Brolli's eyes were soft, almost warm. "You had a seizure. I know, I understand."

"It was all so unexpected. My father insisted that I be tested again. Vegeta resisted the idea but reluctantly agreed. I pretended to go along with it, but father knows me too well."

Brolli nodded knowingly. "You sensed a trap."

"I transmitted out before they could do anything."

"Where'd you go?"

"To the king's palace. I needed to talk to our Ou."

Brolli frowned in confusion. "I don't get it. What's the Ou have to do with anything?"

Kakarot realized his mistake. "I ah...nothing. I just needed to get away from father and my mate. Anyway, two of the councilors there ticked me off. I was going to kill them."

"What for?"

A feral snarl. "Bastards. They sat there, wanting me dead."

"You are enemies?"

"Not per se. But I saw their thoughts, Brolli. They wanted me dead from childbirth, fearing my power."

Brolli kissed him softly. "I know that hatred, Kaka. Ignore it, be strong. They aren't worthy of your attention."

Kakarot pulled away gently. "I can't believe I'm here. Two days ago I was training stealth tactics at the Yee Academy, and life was normal. Suddenly I wake up in the nuthouse, no explanation given. Is this some bizarre nightmare?"

Brolli appeared sad, stroking his companion's thick hair. "It was only a matter of time."

"No it wasn't! I was doing better, Brolli-"

"And the voices, Kaka?"

"I don't want to talk about that!" Kakarot stood abruptly and started pacing. Brolli watched him intently.

"The voices are hardest. You hear everything, feel everything. Why even bother trying to control it?"

Kakarot spun, eyes flickering dangerously. "I'm not like you, Brolli. You love being insane. I don't!"

A snarl. "You think you're better? The power feels good going through your brain, Kaka. Admit it!"

"What's the point if I can't control it?"

Brolli leaned back on an elbow, smug. "Come off it. There's nothing wrong with being different-"

"I'm not listening to nonsense, Brolli. I want to be home with my family."

"The same family that put you here!"

"Hn!" Kakarot balled his fists, thinking.

"All in the name of 'love', no doubt." Brolli was snide. "Like my dear departed father!"

"My situation is different."

"Hn, more than you know. Why worry about what you can't change, Kakarot?"

A stare. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Brolli moved to his side, whispering in conspiracy. "I know you're a moon cub, Kaka. That's an additional problem even I don't have."

Eyes wide in surprise. "But how? I never told you that!"

Brolli purred, holding Kakarot close. "Our psi power...makes our brainwaves attuned. I'm surprised you haven't felt it. I can touch your mind anytime I wish."

Kakarot bristled. "I don't feel a damn thing with this headband on."

Brolli stared up at it. "Hmm. Maybe it's different for you."

Kakarot tapped his companion's headband. "That thing doesn't bother you at all?"

The young warrior paced the room slowly, mindful of the camera. "It gave me headaches. I vomited a lot for a week."

"What about your thoughts? Do you feel cut off?"

"Of course. Everything functions but I can't access my ki or psi power except to communicate. It's frustrating."

Kakarot touched his head again, wincing. "I can't sense or feel anything. My brain rattles, makes noise like static charge. It crackles in my ears."

Brolli watched him carefully. /Are you getting this?/

Dark eyes narrowed his way. /Ai. Be careful, though. You aren't my mate or kin. And don't assume I won't force you out!/

Brolli smiled. "I could have been, you know. If circumstances were different."

Kakarot sniffed. "The past is done, Brolli. You can't undo all those murders, and I have a family."

Onyx eyes sparkled strangely on his friend. "Yes, I sense it. Quite a bit. Congratulations! You always were fast."

A blink. "What?"

"Oh, it's a surprise. Well then, I won't spoil your fun." Brolli peeped through the glass, perplexing the other saiyan.

Kakarot sighed again, sitting at a small table. "Damn. I hate feeling weak so much."

"That's to be expected, don't you think?"

"No. Stop talking in riddles, Brolli. It annoys me!"

Brolli pointed at the camera. "They probably think we're plotting something."

Kakarot flashed his teeth. "They'd probably be right. I have no intention of staying here."

Brolli made a gesture at his ki bracelets. "Remember what I said earlier?"

Wild eyes gleaned the point. "You said one broke before. How?"

Equally crazed eyes rolled sideways, the whites showing. /There's a way. they seem to have a fracture point./

Kakarot held his head again, motioning the other saiyan. "Tell me out loud, Brolli. Damn, this thing hurts too much for mind speech. If I could rip it off I would!"

"It takes some getting adjusted to." he pulled up a chair and sat close, lowering his voice. "Listen. If we work together, I think we can crack out of this place."

"That's crazy." Kakarot spat. "They'd clap us with paralyzers before we could do anything. Besides, where would you go? You're a pariah among our people."

Brolli snorted. "I'd find a way. Saiyans always survive!"

"Saiyans also have long memories. Like the relatives of those you killed!"

"They wouldn't hold that against me! I can find a ship, get offplanet. Come with me, Kakarot!"

The dark warrior shook his head in amazement. "Idiot. I wouldn't go with you in a million years. I have a family, get it through your thick skull!"

Brolli squeezed his bicep. "We'll see about that, Kakarot. You think I couldn't provide for you? And all of the cubs?"

Sharp teeth snapped in irritation. "What do you mean,'all of the cubs'? I think you're insane, Brolli."

A growl. "And you aren't? You forget, Kakarot. I can _feel_ the madness in your head. And I know what you've fought against your whole life. Sooner or later it will out. When that happens, you will come to me!"

Kakarot yanked his arm away. "Bedattka! Shiksha moron!"

"Ha! Ask yourself this, then. Why is everyone suddenly so eager to have you tested and place you in a clinic? You did nothing, so you say. Tell me, does attempted murder sound sane?"

Kakarot stood suddenly, glowering over the other saiyan. "I want you to leave. Now. You're pissing me off."

"I speak truth, Kakarot. We both have power they all fear."

"I hate to break this to you, but others have power also. You aren't exactly up to date. Information is tough to come by in a nuthouse." Kakarot was snide.

Brolli wasn't fazed. "The same nuthouse you happen to be in. Who are all these other powers?"

"That's not for you to know."

Brolli's eyes lit with dark fury. "I could probe it from your mind, you know."

Kakarot pushed into him, equally fierce. "You'd pay for it. I might blow your head off and watch that headband roll to the floor!" Both saiyans stood nose to nose, tails frizzed and lashing wildly.

Surprisingly, Brolli only smiled. "You see? We're perfect for each other-"

There was a sudden noise. Both saiyans backed off, startled by the movement. Jedanuk entered briskly, flanked once again by large saiyan techs. These two were different than the others, but also held devices.

"Must be an endless supply here." Kakarot curled his lip. "Or there's a goon mold in the basement-"

Brolli laughed, falling against him. "I love you!"

"That's enough, ouijan!" Jedanuk wasn't amused. "We've monitored everything here during the last hour."

Brolli kept laughing. "We know. So what? The camera's in plain sight."

"Your visitation time is up, Brolli. And based on what we've heard, it may be the last."

"Why am I not surprised?" Kakarot shrugged. "Where's my food?"

"Don't change the subject. I need to go over a few things with you, Kakarot. First, there will be no fighting."

The young saiyan glanced at his companion. "We had a disagreement, nothing more-"

"And no mind linking. Any attempts to tap through the dampers will be dealt with."

Kakarot moved toward her, tail twitching. "That some kind of threat, doctor?"

Brolli edged up. "Kakarot, don't!"

"I'm not doing anything. You're damn lucky these dampers even work. Once I get them off I intend to trash this place. I'm serious!"

"Then you'll pay the consequences of your actions, ouijan." the doctor snapped her tail in agitation. "This is a professional facility for those with severe mental disorders. We are fully equipped to deal with high powered abilities. Fighting us only makes your treatment more difficult."

Kakarot cried out again suddenly, clutching his head. He cursed in rage.

"Let me try something for that." Jedanuk turned to one of the techs. "Olav, use frequency twelve, sigma seven."

Nodding, the attendant pressed buttons on a palm held device.

"Fight it, Kakarot!" Brolli shouted. "Don't fall for their tricks-"

"Take him back to his room." Jedanuk said this to the other tech. He motioned to Brolli.

"Come on. Time's up, you troublemaker."

Kakarot blinked, moving his hands away. "The headache's gone."

Jedanuk smiled. "We aim to please. Believe it or not, we aren't your captors."

The wild one looked around, shaking his head. "Feels like...my head's stuffed with white noise."

Brolli started to protest. "Don't believe them-" he was poked with a stun pole by Olav.

"Move, Brolli. Make it easy on yourself for once."

The crazed saiyan glanced back as he was forced out. "They're afraid of us, Kakarot!"

****

The assembly grew more contentious my the minute. Raditz listened to arguments raging about his brother as if he were a device.

The bad tempered general Cunn held audience. He stood at his seat, knuckles resting on the polished conference table.

"Bah! I know of no secret reconnasaince mission, Ou. If so, who is the commander? What are the orders? We aren't idiots here!"

"I weary of your bitching, Cunn." Vegetaan snapped in reply from the other end. "Everyone doesn't know of each single general order."

A thick tail coiled restlessly. "So be it, but no one among this assembly knows anything about this! Kakarot needs to be available when hostilities start. What in hell is 'Tozega Project Three?'"

"A mission to infiltrate Frieza's sector on the west arc." the ouji cut in. "It's not under your command, Cunn. Your concerns are wasted here."

"That's HIS brat!" Cunn abruptly pointed at Bardock. "And for that matter, why is the other one here? It makes no sense!"

"He is here by special request." Bardock replied tightly, eyes narrowed.

"Oh, another favor?" Cunn mocked. He spoke to the assembly. "Truth or fiction, everyone? What is the deployment, when is the schedule?!"

"Ai, I question it myself." Senator Ruux folded his arms. "World reports blather on with this, but no contacts of mine know of any such project. What say you, Ou?"

"Only that it is classified. As your prince stated, these concerns about Kakarot's availablity are groundless."

Nappa tapped his fingers on the table. "Too strange and curious, my king. Kakarot disappears suddenly with no apparent trace. If something is being kept from the chief war council-"

"Information will be provided after the debriefing." Vegetaan replied.

The assembly murmured in discontent, not satisfied with the explanations. Another female commander stood suddenly, Ivanne. She was a veteran of several skirmishes, including the more famous Gelaris war nearly half a century ago. Hardened features held eyes burning with dark fire.

"Everyone here knows me, Ou. Generally I leave a neutral stance, but in this I must speak out. There are other reports out not related to earlier rumors about Kakarot. Reports about a new patient of prominence being taken to a Psi Institute for psychotic disorders!"

There was a brief pause of deathly silence. Vegetaan stood to his full height, eyes flashing. "You will prove this, Ivanne. This will not pass!"

A true saiyan, she stood her ground. "I make no false claims, my king. My tracers say Kakarot has been taken to the Verduc Institute. The same Institute that holds Brolli!!"

The assembly exploded into noise. Bardock went white with shock. Stunned, Raditz rose to his feet, fists clenched in rage. "How dare she-"

Bardock restrained him. "Wait, Radu!"

Raditz stared at his sire in disbelief. "Father. Redaste (punish them)!"

Bardock shook his head quickly, grim. "If we fight now that will all but confirm what she says-"

"SILENCE!!" the ouji roared over the din, slamming his fist. A large crack nearly split the conference table. The air grew dark, crackling with blue electricity. Electricity that danced around the prince. A huge flame of hair moved on its own in the charged air, wild over flaming red eyes.

"Cretins. You dare believe this nonsense? State your belief and suffer for it!"

Shouts and roars filled the room as everyone stood abruptly. Sides were chosen as saiyans turned, snarling.

"It's on." Raditz growled, crouching to spring. Bardock likewise hurled his chair back, fangs bared. A riot seemed inevitable. But the king moved quickly. Enraged, Vegeta Ou hurled a sonic bomb high above the council hall. The ball of light exploded with deafening noise, shaking the castle to its foundations. Saiyans everywhere went hurtling to the floor, dazed and angry.

But the Ou stood unfazed, cape billowing behind him. "What is the story?" he demanded. Everyone edged up from rubble, coated with fine powder. Cunn spoke first, smug with new knowledge.

"You can't cover this conspiracy, Ou. The boy's finally snapped! We all knew it would happen-"

The boastful general didn't see Bardock moving his way, lethal motion in every stride. Raditz pushed clear of debris, ready for violence. Broad fingers trailed over a sleek cutter strapped to his thigh.

Nappa watched Bardock edge up near Cunn. "Enough. I charge this assembly to only note facts, not supposition."

"Well said!" The ouji snarled, spitting dust from his lips. "Only a fool follows a cold tail!"

Many saiyans growled, still anxious for a fight. Senator Ynuve cracked her fangs angrily, pointing.

"We'll hold off for now, King." she stated. "But unless legitimate evidence proves Kakarot is available, the senate will investigate Ivanne's claims. The war moves as expected, and all top rated weaponry will be deployed!"

"Some of which stands before you." the Ou snarled back. "Don't threaten me, senator."

The boastful Cunn ranted on. "So we cater to a psycho ovee now? He's useless...too insane to help himself, much less his people!"

Ivanne moved opposite Bardock, seeing a silvery flash. "Bedattka!" she shouted. Cunn spun barely in time. Ivanne all but leaped across his broad back, blocking Bardock's stroke. The dark saiyan glowered at her.

"Don't interfere, commander."

Ivanne held Bardock's death hand high. A spiral blade gleamed brightly in his fist. "I must, Bardock. Would you murder a general in front of everyone here? Fool!"

The Ou watched with narrow eyes. "Estandu. Both of you, stand down. Now!"

There was silence as the standoff continued, Bardock and Ivanne staring each other down. Cunn moved away in shock.

"So it's come to this, Bardock? I speak the truth and you'd kill me for it!"

Bardock smiled nastily. "Maybe I'm the psycho ovee you should worry about."

General Ebruz had seen enough. "No more. Hand me that blade, Bardock." he stepped between the commanders. Bardock handed the blade to Ebruz.

Ivanne sighed. "I'm sorry, commander. I know Kakarot is your cub-"

"I won't hear it, Ivanne. Everyone here thinks my son is mad, thanks to you!"

Raditz moved over to them, still angry. Ivanne looked him over. "You're Kakarot's brother."

He showed white teeth. "Next time get your information straight. And I don't waste time with threats."

She glared at him with hostility. "This is no affair of yours, Yandu (Duke). Military war council is no place for low caste royals by mate."

Raditz huffed at her. "Get over yourself, commander. There's nothing more ridiculous than a snotty officer."

Ivanna glared at Bardock. "Hn! What manner of things do you breed?"

The dark warrior stepped forward. "Don't push me, Ivanna. I've had more than enough insult for one day!"

"It's about time someone put these pretenders in their place!" an anonymous voice barked.

Raditz turned in that direction. "Still under the table, asshole? Come out and play for pain!"

Ebruz sensed another skirmish. "Enough, Raditzsu. This assembly will have order."

The ouji laughed nearby, standing on a block of rubble. His arms were folded. "A pity. I was hoping Regent Bardock's blade might slip. A good battle would spice things up."

"There's no humor in this, prince." Cunn wasn't amused. "But nothing surprises me when it comes to low class."

Raditz turned and sat with a flourish. "Don't expect me to leave." he looked about the great hall. "Everyone feel free to object!" Raditz laughed wildly, tossing his great mane.

"What insolence is this?" Administrator Waulukk sniffed, his iridescent robes damaged from debris. "Fancy ragtails have run of the castle and make demands. What's next, a tournament to determine the next regime?"

There was a collective gasp at Waulukk's careless words. All eyes trained to Vegetaan.

The Ou smiled dangerously. "Elections will be in five months. I'd hate to see your campaign come to a halt from controversy."

"I meant no offense, Ou. It's just that these insolent ragtails are out of control."

"Elites started the disruption, Waulukk. Pay attention, and mind your words. I won't say it again."

"Ai, Ou." the sullen administrator leaned against his broken chair. The assembly mumbled in discontent, dusting themselves off.

Cunn grunted, sitting on a broken statue. "It's clear you can't turn your back on trash. I'll be watching, Bardock."

Bardock licked his lips. "Do that, Cunn."

"Silence." the Ou said shortly. "This assembly is concluded. Any information regarding Kakarot's mission will be available in one hour. You can pick up a copy of the report from Oobe in the administrative office. Be advised, this session is not to be shared with the public in any way."

Gorcon snuffed, another grizzled general with shaggy spikes. "I see. This still smells of conspiracy, Ou. What black secret keeps the truth out? What if Ivanne's tracers are right?"

"Ai, a conspiracy of silence." Cunn persisted, glancing at Bardock and Raditz.

"Our people see plots in every corner." the ouji reminded them all. "There's nothing to hide. You need a conspiracy to justify your beliefs."

"We'll see, ouji."

"This session is concluded, I said." the Ou repeated. The great hall cleared quickly minutes later. Vegetaan was joined by the royal family at his side. Raditz clapped the ouji on a shoulder.

"That was an impressive display, my prince. Well done!"

Vegeta nodded, grinning smugly. "Psychology is war in and of itself."

Bardock was thoughtful. "A stopgap, Vegeta. I sense sedition at our backs."

The Ou glanced his way, thinking. "You think someone will try for the throne?"

The dark saiyan surveyed the damaged hall. "I'll be more surprised if they don't. The timing would be perfect, with war on the horizon."

The Ou paused. These rumors must be quelled first-"

Everyone turned as Glerunn burst into the hall. "Milords, there is an update!"

****

Kakarot ate furiously, his belly empty from lack of food. Roasted boar, brains and fruit disappeared in a pile. Bones were crunched, lizard eyes swallowed by the fistful. Jokko watched in amusement from his observation deck. He turned on the intercomm.

:It's good you have a healthy appetite, Kakarot.:

The wild saiyan glanced at the intercomm glumly. "Bah. I eat but get no enjoyment."

:What's wrong?:

"Nothing has any taste!" Kakarot hurled a plate in frustration. "There's no smell, no flavor. I may as well drink water!"

:I'm sorry. It's an effect of the ki dampers.:

"I hate you people."

:There's nothing I can do, Kakarot. Eat as much as you can take.:

"Fuck off."

The intercomm went silent. Kakarot plopped on the bed and turned on the viewscreen.

"May as well check out the local news."

****

Glerunn gathered the royal clan into his private office near the castle's north wing. Anxious faces awaited information.

"Well, physician?" the Ou was impatient. "What's happening with Kakarot, since we can't sense him now?"

The stately saiyan ran fingers through his hair. "He's regained consciousness finally. I teleconferenced with Jedanuk during the week, but delayed this meeting until there was news."

"Is he alright?"

Glerunn paused uncomfortably. Vegeta didn't like the hesitation. "What happened!" he nearly stood. "Explain!"

"Calm down, prince. I need to go over a few things with everyone here. As you recall, I ran a quick scan on Kakarot before he was taken to Verduc. The readings were troublesome, to say the least."

"Why?" Bardock kept his tone even with effort.

"His brain showed hyperactivity, even in a resting state. Pulse and respiration were also accelerated. Blood samples revealed a severe chemical imbalance with levels similar to what he had before puberty."

Raditz was stunned. "But...I don't understand. We assumed he outgrew that."

"A dangerous assumption, young one. His nervous system and brain also show energy surges, reflected in his ki. Readings were all over the place."

"What are you talking about, 'all over the place?'" Bardock was confused.

"I had both single and double ki readings appearing on the scanner."

"That makes no sense!" the Ou snapped.

"I know. I traced a second reading over his body. One indicated a single ki, another indicated a second ki."

"That's ridiculous, physician!" the ouji blurted. "Check your instrumentation!"

Glerunn sighed. "I've never seen anything like this. There's no precedent. Kakarot's case is unique in several aspects."

Raditz remembered something suddenly. "Wait a minute. The Verduc Psi Institute? Why is Kakarot at a clinic that houses Brolli?"

"I thought it safest to send him there, because of his power and several unknown factors."

The prince exploded, rounding on Glerunn. "You have my mate housed with the worst psychotics? Curse you, physician!"

"It was necessary, I'm sorry." Glerunn appeared defeated.

"You certainly are." Bardock snarled. "How dare you send my cub to such a place! He was no danger to anyone. Now his life is turned upside down!"

"He would have killed two councilors." the Ou reminded them all quietly.

Bardock had no answer. "I know." his voice dropped.

Raditz was also angry. "We have to see him, he won't understand." a pause. "This is my fault."

Bardock felt his rage ease a bit. "How is this your fault?"

The maned saiyan lowered his head. "I saw him struggling again at various times. He begged me to keep silent about it. Against my better judgement I agreed, but advised him to get tested. Obviously he didn't listen."

The ouji couldn't believe what he was hearing. "A secret from me, Raditz?"

"He thought you would pity him, Vegeta. You know Kakarot's stubborn pride! And I couldn't betray his confidence."

The ouji looked down. "No, I suppose not."

The Ou finally spoke. "We need a prognosis, Glerunn. Why all this, why now? Kakarot was erratic, but not dangerous. I won't have him subjected to humiliation because of one lapse!"

"You think this a game, Ou?" Glerunn felt his own anger rise. "You doubt my knowledge and experience?"

Vegetaan's voice was full of pain. "Glerunn, you were trusted with my father's care. Kakarot...is mine. Can you understand that?"

"I know, my king. And I realize this is stressful for everyone. But the main goal is helping the boy heal, if possible. I stand by my reasoning."

"This isn't about you!" the ouji snapped. "I have two small cubs that cry, barely eat, and won't sleep more than two hours at a time. They don't understand why their father is locked away, and neither do I! And I won't have my family torn apart, Glerunn. You speak of games? Here's one I'm sure you'll like! It's called jailbreak. I'll go to that facility, take my mate by force then blow the joint up!"

"And I'll help." Raditz growled, tail lashing. "I mean it!"

"Crazy young fools!" Glerunn chided them. "Idiots! Kakarot has struggled his entire life against his own mind. Would you see him slip into insanity for selfish pride or ignorant fear?"

"Why would he suddenly go insane, Glerunn?" Bardock wanted to know. "What the hell is the trigger? I've heard too many explanations over the years. First it was his birth, then the rut. Now what? I want answers."

"You know the main reasons, Bardock. Dominant traits multiplied in the same dna strain often cause physical or mental irregularities."

"Stupid babble. Give a real answer!"

Glerunn looked to his Ou. "The young ones. What do they know?"

"All of it Glerunn."

"Are you certain? They know about Kakarot's birth? And Bardock's sire?"

Raditz held his breath. "I don't know what you mean about Kakarot, but as for father...we had some conclusions, none clear."

The ouji turned to the Ou, eyes flashing in anger. "It's over, father. No more secrets! Raditz and I already read the birth records from the central library."

The Ou gasped. "You dared do that, whelp? When did this insolence take place!"

Vegeta laughed wildly. "Nearly ten years ago!"

Bardock and Vegetaan went pale with shock. "What?!" they echoed.

"I will dare anything, father. You of all people know that." the prince was defiant. "Raditz and I were going through a transitional period in our lives and grew close. Odd circumstances led us to do some investigating."

Glerunn interupted a potential family argument. "Then, you found your answers? If so, it will help clarify Kakarot's current situation."

"I don't see how." Raditz replied, glaring at his parents. "We found curious substitutions for birthdates and parentage. Dates were given but not names."

There was a long silence. Vegeta and Raditz waited out an answer, watching their elders intensely. The Ou stared off into space before reaching a decision. Fists clenched over the office table.

"So be it. If your information led you that far, there's no point in holding back now."

Bardock grabbed his arm. "Wait." he looked at his sons again. "Does Kakarot know anything about this?"

"No." the ouji replied. "Raditz and I decided he was too young to know at the time."

"And later?"

Vegeta glanced at Raditz, who nodded. "There wasn't a right time or circumstance. At that point Kakarot and I had other discussions along that topic."

"When!"

"Shortly before the chibis were born. Krukka, did you think us idiots, Pandrae? There were too many memories, too many strange situations."

Raditz cut in, irritated. "We'd have to be complete morons not to sense the connection between us all." he turned to the Ou. "We read one of your journals."

Vegetaan spluttered, at a loss for words. "You...read my-"

The burly saiyan nodded slightly. "Not deliberately. The computer system shut down on us, so we decided to look up older records. Your journal happened to be among them."

Bardock laughed bitterly. "So much for your careful planning, Vegeta. I warned you several times they'd find out!"

"Shut up." Vegetaan growled. He turned to his sons. "The question is, what do you know?"

The ouji answered first, arms folded. "I only know that Pandrae has a secret sire. One that I suspect you know."

"Go on!"

"His real power. I know, I've seen it!"

Raditz turned at that. "What are you saying, Vegeta? The night of hanare, we suspected father's hidden ability."

"Ai, and Kakarot was ridiculed for knowing without having the truth. But I knew all along!"

"Enough riddles, young one!" Glerunn was impatient now. "Out with it!"

Vegeta looked at Bardock evenly. "Mirde (child of destiny)."

The dark saiyan was taken aback. "You know even that?"

"Ai, now Raditz should be told."

"Father!" the burly saiyan stared at his sire, demanding the truth. "What means this 'child of destiny'?"

Bardock's face was closed. "Gedok was my natural sire."

The Ou cursed. "So its out. Satisfied, both of you?!"

"That's not all, Vegetaan." Bardock glared at his mate. "There's no point in secrecy anymore. They need to know the rest."

"You've already said too much, Bardock!"

"I'm telling them!" the mates nearly faced off.

"What else?" Raditz was still trying to process, halting a potential fight.

"I'm a super saiyan."

"The hell?!"

Bardock eased a crick in his neck. "The power manifested when I was quite young. In fact, I was an infant."

Raditz felt something burn his throat like bile. "So your history was hidden much like ours was."

"Yes."

There was a tense silence. The big saiyan crashed his fists down on the table, crackling with energy.

"We're fucking inbreds! Generation after generation...does this ever end?!"

The ouji gripped his arm. "You need to know the truth about saiyan genetics, when there is time."

"What's to know, Vegeta?" Raditz pointed an accusing finger at them all. "You're my brother, so is Kakarot. Our parents are half brothers. Kakarot is your mate. The chibis are...hell, I don't know WHAT they are! I must be their brother, cousin and uncle all at the same damn time!!"

"Shit." Bardock looked away. "I knew this would go badly."

Raditz wasn't finished. "Now I understand. Kakarot's a moon cub born of brothers. No wonder he's messed up! And having super saiyan power makes it worse."

The Ou interrupted his rant. "Listen to me, Raditzsu-"

"Why, are you going to tell me about the 'purity of bloodlines?'"

"Not here, and not now. This is a medical conference, not a family war."

"My king speaks smoothly."

"Everyone, please." Glerunn raised a hand. "This isn't the purpose here-"

"Easy enough for you to say, physician." Raditz replied angrily. He turned to his father again. "You knew, didn't you? You feared for Kakarot's sanity from the beginning!"

Bardock didn't look at him right away, choosing his words carefully. "What would you have me say, cub? I couldn't change what I was. You want the truth? Yeah, I was worried. I thought your saba and I were being punished for what we'd done."

The ouji shook his head in dismay. "That's wrong! You know the real reason Kakarot struggled."

Bardock smiled sadly. "Sure, once I read the archives on the topic of saiyan breeding practices among elites. It seems as though royal lines are full of incestuous ties."

"That's enough history. What's done is done!" the Ou was agitated, wanting to change the subject.

Raditz calmed a little. "So this was a common practice?"

"Yes. You had no way of knowing, Raditz. Only elites have access to such information. Ragtails outbreed to improve, but elites inbreed or crossbreed to stay superior."

The wild head turned to his brother next. "That's why you weren't upset about mating Kakarot and breeding him."

The ouji smiled slighty. "Your reaction is no surprise. Kakarot and I had similar conversations. He was concerned about passing 'madness' to the chibis. But his situation is unique to his birth. It has nothing to do with his overall gene pool."

"Glerunn, I have a medical question."

"Ai, young Yandu (duke)."

"Do accurate records exist of all 'true' elites, past and present?"

"Yes. You didn't spend enough time in the central library."

"Hn. Explain our specific circumstance briefly, if you would."

Glerunn waited for approval from the Ou. Vegetaan nodded.

"As everyone knows, three main ancestral lines contain the super saiyan gene. Gedok, your antecedant grandfather thought to produce a potent line of power unseen in the history of our people. His grand plan was to breed to branches of the Vegeenaz Prime line."

"Are you serious?"

"Your paternal grandmother Ubera was of the Fabrinni line, an offshoot of Vegeenaz Prime. Your sabann grandmother, royal queen Aperdis was of another super saiyan gene pool, Tenokk Prime. Your saba is a product of two super saiyan lines. Vegetaan in turn bred back into his own split line, Bardock."

Raditz stared at his parents as if seeing them for the first time. "Amazing."

"Saiyans have genetic 'markers'" Glerunn continued. "Elites have stable gene pools because they contain the most dominant dna of our specie. These genes give quality to physical appearance, strength, power and intelligence. Dominant and recessive genes have specific patterns and percentages. This is how over time we separated class. It's also why royals are extremely selective in choosing mates. If you want more specifics, there are several medical journals I would recommend."

"I will. This information is helping me understand my brother's situation on a different level." Raditz admitted.

"Your brother has several dominant markers, typical of a top elite. His gene pool is super saiyan with ultra saiyan potential."

The ouji blinked. "You're saying his power surpasses mine? Impossible!"

Glerunn turned his way."I'm saying nothing of the sort, Vegeta. Kakarot's markers indicate an "x" gene, which is latent. Whether or not it ever becomes active, no one knows. This gene is unique to his body. Neither you nor Raditz possess it."

"What about our parents? This is news to me!"

Glerunn waved at the elders. "Bardock has a 'broken' version of this gene. Vegetaan has another separate marker that he doesn't share with your father."

Vegeta no ouji pulled his chin. "Odder by the minute."

The king observed his eldest son. "Does this satisfy you, Raditz?"

"I think so. It isn't as bad as I initally thought."

"We will talk later, cub." the Ou's eyes were dark with hidden emotion. "On this and other things."

Raditz was captured by the expression. "This is hard to wrap my mind around, you know? "

"Your feelings aren't unreasonable, especially regarding your brother. But there's much you don't know here. The advantages of breeding you enjoy are because of actions in the past. Do you catch my meaning?"

"Ai." Raditz was thinking again.

The prince was frowning. "This 'x' gene of Kakarot's. Is it responsible for the problems he's had over time?"

"Yes. It appears to be an enhanced gene, but nonspecific."

"Meaning?" Bardock was curious now.

"We've yet to determine if it's a dominant or recessive gene. If dominant, it will influence power and vitality. If recessive, sexual behavior and aggression."

"Krukka." the ouji's face went red. The others nearly laughed. Glerunn continued.

"Jedanuk and I have compared what we know. It's entirely possible this "x" gene is neutral, creating the imbalance in Kakarot's psyche. At various times it becomes either dominant or recessive."

"Which is why he's always so erratic." Bardock surmised.

"You know your cub well. The x gene is passive, yet has powerful influence in his mind and body."

"There's something still unsaid here." the prince noted pointedly. "Kakarot's a moon cub. Did his conception give him this gene?"

"No. As I said, your sire has a broken version of it. But it appears as though the gene was 'destabilized' because of excessive brute rays both parents were exposed to at the time."

Both Bardock and Vegetaan appeared uncomfortable under the scrutiny of the others. Glerunn broke the awkward pause.

"Everyone, hear me out. This may be a moot point. Even if the gene were stable Kakarot might have problems in different areas. Extreme sexual behavior, or hyper aggression-"

"Been there, done that." Bardock rubbed his eyes wearily. "Glerunn, you have no idea."

Glerunn squeezed his arm. "This isn't about fault, Bardock. I know guilt has burdened you for years."

Raditz gripped his father's wrist. "No one blames you." dark eyes shone on the Ou next. "Either of you. Kakarot needs our help and support."

It was one of the rare times Vegetaan avoided eye contact. "Hn. We have a wise son, Bardock. But the heart is never reasonable, eh?"

The dark saiyan managed a smile. "No."

The Ou took a deep breath before speaking again. "As you all know, Kakarot is luni (a moon cub). But his birth had a unique circumstance."

The ouji almost dreaded an answer. "There's more?"

Another brief pause. "He was...he came out in the transformed state."

Vegeta and Raditz gasped in shock.

The Ou nodded solemnly. "There were several in attendance, since my pregnancy with your brother was a difficult one. He was extremely active, and born premature at four months."

"I...I didn't know this part either!" the ouji was stunned beyond words.

"There was no point in telling you."

"Four months!!" Raditz shouted in total disbelief. "Impossible...he'd be deformed!"

"No. He was on the small side, but fully developed." the Ou smiled as if to himself. "One physician ran from the room, screaming about curses. Two of the naati also freaked out, mumbling and making stupid gestures."

The ouji stared at his king. "And you? What were you thinking?"

"I was too out of it. They'd sedated me for the pain. I wanted to hold your brother, but everyone restrained me and insisted I wait. It was then I knew something wasn't right."

The prince turned to Bardock. "You knew this also?"

Bardock folded his arms, staring at nothing. "Only later. I didn't see your brother until he was two weeks old and by then he'd turned."

Raditz rounded on Glerunn. "This was recorded?"

"Ai, and hidden in the vaults. If the information had gotten into the wrong hands your brother would likely have been killed."

The maned saiyan sighed, standing and pacing the room. "So Kakarot was born oozaru. Any more shockwaves?"

The Ou stared at his hands. "No, this is the bottom of it. I know it's a lot to digest, Raditz. Maybe you should have been told long ago."

"It wouldn't matter in the long run." he paused again. "Mother needs to know what's going on."

Bardock sighed. "Shit. You're right."

****

Rocco loved taking hot showers, especially with his significant other. Celipe laughed as he wiped suds from her wild spikes.

"Come back under this water, woman. I'm not done with you!"

Celipe was giddy, leaping from the stall. "Horny bastard. Can't keep your hands off me, huh?"

"No." the big saiyan stepped out behind her, grabbing a soft tail. "This is mine!"

She punched him playfully. "Men! I swear-"

Their banter was interrupted by a ringing sound in the hallway. Celipe slipped from Rocco's embrace. "Hn, the communicator. I'll get it."

"It's always something around here." Rocco grumbled, wrapping a towel around his waist. He followed her into the hall.

Something was wrong. The pretty saiyan went pale as she listened to a message. Celipe's face took on an expression of shock, then pain.

"No. I want to see him, Bardock!" she shouted, holding a disc to her ear. Rocco stared in confusion.

"Celipe, what's going on?"

She ignored him, talking into the communicator. "Who the hell approved that? Why is he there? What happened-" Another pause. "You let them do that to our son?!"

"Celipe!"

She waved Rocco to quiet. "When are you going? I want to be there. Fine!" Celipe slammed down the receiver.

Rocco rubbed her shoulders. "Is it bad?"

She collapsed into his arms. "They've taken Kakarot!" wild eyes glistened wetly.

He held her tight. "Who's taken him? What for?"

"Some royal physician recommended he be committed to the Verduc Institute. Bastard!"

Rocco blinked in surprise. "I don't get it. The boy's wild, but isn't that rather extreme? Verduc treats serious disorders."

Celipe snarled sharply, shaking. "I don't know what the hell is going on, but I intend to find out!"

Rocco all but dragged her downstairs. "You need a drink."

"Let go of me!"

"No, Celipe. This isn't helping Kakarot. You need to calm down first." despite her protestations Rocco sat her at the bar.

****
Glerunn gathered his documents and papers. "If there's nothing else you need me for, I'll be leaving now."

The Ou nodded. "Our thanks for your report. We'll be going directly to the facility from here."

Glerunn paused. "Should I contact them first?"

"What for? Let them find out when we arrive!"

Glerunn started to comment, but thought better of it. "As you wish, my Ou." he abruptly left.

Bardock stood abruptly. "I'm tired of talking, Vegeta. I want to see our son."

"Agreed." the Ou stood also. "I'll arrange our transport by royal helipod."

Raditz stared at his chronometer. "It's late. Will they allow us past visiting hours?"

The Ou smiled. "Hn, you have royal blood but think like a ragtail, Raditzsu."

The big saiyan raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Meaning?"

The prince grinned wolfishly at his brother. "We do what we want outside the lines! Such is the way of royalty, brother."

Raditz smirked. "Hn! I plan to take advantage of that in the future, then."

Bardock rolled his eyes.

****

The royal family was relatively quiet during the long ride. Everyone sat in the lounge area adjacent to the bridge. The Ou tapped his foot impatiently.

"Tislo, how long is this going to take? I know the facility is a fair distance from the castle, but this is ridiculous!"

The tall saiyan turned from his flight controls. "Traffic, my king. It's the bane of existence everywhere. You know how the weekends are!"

"Hn. Perhaps we need new administrators of transportation!"

Tislo laughed, working the controls. "Agreed, Ou. But what can I say? I just fly transports. The skyways belong to our government!"

The ouji yawned, stretching out on a cushy recliner. "Relax, father. The ship is well stocked. Have a drink!"

"Good idea." the king looked over several flutes and bottles at the bar. "Hn, aldanii wine. A good vintage, too!"

Raditz hiccuped, holding his glass at an angle. "I'll say. A lot better than that weak piss that's sold at clubs."

The prince was mellow. "Ai, I remember a few such establishments. Ever hear of the Zenobya? Supposedly the place was top of the line, getting great reviews. But it was a joke. You needed twenty drinks just to get a buzz."

They paused in their small talk. Bardock anxiously downed a sixth mug of hatu. His oldest son watched in surprise.

"Easy with that stuff, father. You want to get wasted before we see Kakarot?"

The king sat next to his mate. "He's right. Slow down! Are you alright?"

The dark saiyan sighed. "Just wound up, I guess. I don't like this situation. We can't sense or feel Kakarot, and that disturbs me." his tail twitched restlessly.

"Not since he's been at Verduc, anyway." Raditz added. "I wonder why?"

The Ou sipped from his mate's drink. "I was told they use ki dampers to control patients there."

"Shit." the ouji snarled. "That's why I can't touch his mind or feel what's going on in his body."

"No. The energy dampers block all psychic function and sensation."

Bardock tapped his fingers on a small end table. "We should never have listened to Glerunn."

"I trust his judgement, Bardock. Kakarot's too powerful to keep at a standard clinic. He'd only escape or cause trouble."

"I still don't have to like it!" the twitching tail puffed suddenly, slamming against the floor. Vegetaan caught it, smoothing silky fur down.

"Hn, Kakarot definitely gets that from you."

"What are you talking about?" Bardock glared.

"Your Fabreani blood, koi. Still nervous and jumpy as ever!"

"I don't want to hear it, Vegetaan."

Raditz and Vegeta observed in silence, seeing similarities.

****

Celipe finally calmed down. Rocco held her securely as they sat on the couch downstairs. He purred and nuzzled, licking her ear.

"Better?"

Celipe closed her eyes, relaxing into brawny warmth. "For now."

"Did Bardock say anything about visitation?"

A sigh. "The royal crew are going tonight-"

"What? At this hour?"

Celipe humpfed. "As if that matters. Who's going to turn aside the king and prince?"

A pause. "What about you?"

Celipe turned in Roccos' embrace. "I can't see him before tomorrow anyway. I'll have to clear my schedule so my assistants can cover for me."

Rocco stroked her shining hair. "Would you like for me to go with you?"

Bright eyes sparkled. "You wouldn't mind? I mean, this isn't your problem."

"He's your son, so that makes it my problem. Besides, I kind of like that screwball."

Celipe laughed in spite of herself. "Stop calling my son names!"

Roccos' smile faded. "It must be awkward, being on the outside."

"Outside of what?"

"Outside the royal family. They don't include you at all, do they? Despite your ties."

Celipe snorted in disgust. "Fah. I guess my blood isn't 'high' enough!"

Big hands rubbed her shoulders. "So your ex is with the Ou, and both sons live at the palace. It must be tough."

"I don't want to talk about Bardock. Kakarot is prince-ke to our ouji, so the palace is his home. Raditz only stays there sometimes, but has an apartment home in the west districts."

"Raditz isn't mated?"

"Not officially. But it's only a matter of time."

"I remember Kakarot saying the mother of Xenna was found-"

"Saba."

Rocco raised his eyes knowingly. "Ah, I see."

"A childhood friend of Raditz. They were always close."

"Hn, no doubt they'll decide after the war."

"Probably. His mate is a prime commando. Quite handsome."

Rocco grinned. "Really? I thought you said Raditz wasn't mated."

Celipe shrugged in his arms. "Bah. They've been mated for years and won't admit it. Not that it matters now. A chibi changes everything!"

"Xenna's a beauty, I must admit." Rocco paused. "Not to breach a sore subject, but what happens if the royals are there visiting when you go?"

A snarl. "I don't give a quoon's ass, Rocco. No one keeps me from seeing my son. I have as much right to be there as they do!"

Rocco smiled into her hair, hugging. "You're something else."

****

Jedanuk greeted the royal entourage in her office. "I trust your trip went well, elites."

Vegetaan nodded at her formality. "We're here to see Kakarot, obviously."

Jedanuk eyed the heavily armoured saiyans surrounding the group. "Lords, could you have your guards wait in the ship? They disturb our patients."

The king shook his head. "I'm afraid not, Jedanuk. They go where we go. A necessary evil, I'm sure you understand."

The doctor sighed. "Very well. Everyone please sit. I need a few minutes of your time before you see Kakarot."

The Ou indicated the guards stand outside. The burly saiyans shuffled into the hall, weapons at full display. Jedanuk closed the door behind them.

"He's not asleep, is he?" Raditz asked.

"I doubt it. Mealtime was an hour ago. The attendants tell me he's watching the news."

"Great." Bardock murmured, sitting. "More talking? I want to see my son!"

"All in good time, Regent Bardock. I need to brief everyone on a couple of things first-"

"Your prince is not ungrateful, doctor." the Ouji interrupted. "We realize our late arrival keeps you here. My personal voice of gratitude."

Jedanuk smiled nervously. "Ah, well. My professional duty."

Vegetaan swelled with quiet pride as he sat. The prince was every bit the embassador, cultivated and aware. Showing appreciation to subjects was always good buisness.

"Are there more updates on Kakarot's condition?" the king asked.

"Yes. First of all you need to know he is under high level ki restraint. Bonds will not reach him, nor will he sense auras and heartbeats."

Raditz held his head briefly. "The air here is strange, tingling. My head feels sore."

The Ouji winced. "I noticed it also."

Bardock looked around, eyes narrowing. "What is this, doctor? A pressurized area?"

"Not exactly. My apologies, everyone. You're feeling the effects of our overall damping field."

Vegetaan rubbed his ringing ears. "Why do you need it with the other restraints here?"

"In cases of emergency, or when patients are moved. It also prevents escape. We've had incidents in the past."

Bardock shook his head against a dull ache. "It doesn't seem to be affecting you!"

"All staff members wear neutralizers. Hold on, I have a few extras here for guests." Jedanuk rummaged through a nearby cabinet.

Raditz growled to himself. "Kakarot must be in a foul mood."

The king's ears kept buzzing. "I would imagine so. Krukka, my skull spins!"

The doctor handed them small rings. "Just slip these over a finger, everyone. You'll feel the results immediately."

The ouji put his on first. "Hn. Not bulky or obtrusive in any way."

"No." Jedanuk said with pride. "We've made several improvements over the years."

"Now tell us about Kakarot!" Bardock snapped.

Jedanuk reseated herself. "As you know he was comatose for nearly a week. We were concerned and nearly induced consciousness with drugs. It proved to be unecessary."

"Why was he asleep so long?"

"His body was in a state of exhaustion, but we've yet to determine the cause. Ki readings fluctuated to the point of being useless-"

The ouji remembered something. "Glerunn mentioned conflicting ki readings. Single and multiple."

"Yes, but the multiple readings appeared to be echoes of his own ki. Most unique and strange."

"Are you certain about that?" Raditz was suspicious.

"Yes. We also noted abnormal brain activity. His psi bands are elevated and erratic."

The Ou was thinking. "How was he when he awakened?"

Jedanuk snorted. "Bad tempered and pissed. He threatened to wreck the place."

Raditz couldn't help but smile. "That sounds like my brother."

"I explained the reason he was brought here."

Bardock was still impatient. "What's your initial prognosis, doctor? You've held my son for several days."

The stern doctor steepled her fingers. "I'll be frank. Your son has a latent gene that appears to give him additional psi force ability. This can manifest in several ways, either through telepathy or telekenisis. Due to the unique circumstance of his birth, his control will never be reliable."

"You're saying my mate is dangerous?" the ouji blurted in disbelief.

"He could be, prince. And with his potential a lethal problem if allowed to run unchecked."

"Could he be trained to contain this ability?" Raditz asked.

"To some degree, but his genetics make the power itself unreliable. It could overwhelm him at any time, or at various times."

The Ou tapped his fingers impatiently. "I don't doubt the seriousness of your claims, doctor. However, I've heard this talk on numerous occasions."

"Over and over again." Bardock wasn't impressed. "And through it all Kakarot has functioned in our society without being a danger. What's different now?"

"You speak with blood, not reason." Jedanuk warned. "Kakarot is still maturing in mind and body. Psi fluctuations in any saiyan are normal during first majority."

"Will he need a specific treatment?"

"Difficult to say until further tests are run. But there are positives here also. Kakarot is intelligent and grounded. His genetic markers are strong, proving his breeding."

"Assuredly." the ouji huffed.

"Unfortunately those same genetics undermine his stability and sanity. Too many dominant traits create an imbalance. They war for control of the mind and body."

Bardock scratched his head, sighing. "What about the chibis? Will we be back here in twenty years?"

The Ou glared at his mate. "Don't even go there."

The Ouji likewise didn't like the tone. "The cubs are perfect. This is nonsense, pandrae!"

"It's a legitimate question in my mind." Radtiz interrupted. "Especially since they've inherited these 'genetic markers' the doctor mentioned."

Jedanuk pointed at a nearby wall. "I want to show everyone Kakarot's dna. I'll explain as I go. The thing to keep in mind is that genetics is not an exact science. Characteristics are often not passed directly."

"No one in my immediate strain had madness." the Ou cut in. "I thought this was made clear when I told you to review the archives, Raditz."

"I will. But it seems hard to believe there's no coincidence at all, my king."

The Ou sighed impatiently. "Listen to the doctor, then. I may as well be talking to myself!"

****

Jedanuk set up a projection screen, showing configurations of various dna markers. She did a comparison study of each family member, superimposing the images.

"Pretty fascinating stuff." Raditz commented.

"Ai." the Ouji agreed. "Many of our markers are identical."

Bardock made an observation. "I see variations, doctor. What do they indicate?"

Jedanuk used her pointer. "A family gene pool shares a certain percentage of identical markers. All others are markers from crossbreeding or outbreeding. They make up a smaller percentage of total dna. Sometimes these markers combine in unique ways, creating mental or physical quirks unique to an individual. Even within shared family markers, there are dominant and recessive traits."

The ouji chose his words carefully. "Breeding selection is a common practice among royals."

The doctor nodded. "I know the archives, prince. Only myself and two other specialists here have access to those records as needed. We are bound by professional secrecy."

"You'd better be." Bardock commented. "We've been through enough over the years. If this gets out-"

"It won't." The Ou reassured them all. "Continue, doctor."

Jedanuk exhaled. "Markers are very specific. Saiyans have them for blood type, psi capacity, physical body type and mental capacity. These are useful in helping us determine a chibi's overall strength and vitality."

"So actually we're tested in all categories at birth, not just for ki." Raditz surmised.

"True. Gene testing is a complex science, but we learn more all the time. As you can see, Kakarot has a grouping of markers identical to you all. Half are from each parent, and others are identical only to his siblings."

"Ah. So Raditz, Kakarot and I have combination markers only we share." the ouji commented.

"Yes, because you share them from common parents. You have a higher than normal amount of common markers because of your...parents." Jedanuk appeared uncomfortable, pausing.

"Get on with it, doctor." The Ou growled. "They know the truth."

A cough. "Because your parents are from a shared bloodline, there is an unusually high amount of what I'd call 'sibling' markers. A doubling, so to speak. Their markers are doubled, and yours are doubled again."

"Is that good or bad?" Raditz wanted to know.

"Neither, in most cases. If recessive, these genes weaken the genetic pool. If dominant, they strengthen it."

Bardock shook his head impatiently. "What the hell are you saying then?"

"People mistake 'dominant' for good and 'recessive' for bad." Jedanuk continued. "On the contrary, it's about a percentage balance of good genes vs bad."

"That makes sense. So ideally you want a balance of the best genes, dominant and recessive both."

"Correct."

"Which leads us to my son. This 'x' gene of his. There are no common markers from us?"

"From you, yes. From Vegetaan, no. As I said previously, you have a broken version of this x gene. It apparently has combined with Vegetaan's g gene to complete the gene in Kakarot."

"G gene?!" everyone chorused.

Jedanuk nearly laughed. "My apologies, that's doctor speak. All genes responsible for high or unique ability are classified with a letter."

"And elites have the majority of these categories." the Ou supplied.

"In combination, yes. In the medical community we call them 'alpha' genes. These are the driving influence over dna markers. Alpha genes are the catalysts, and dna the substance. The known alpha genes are G, O, T, K, S and X."

The Ou steepled his fingers, smug. "Doctor, kindly show my markers superimposed over Raditz."

The burly saiyan blinked. "Why? We're here about Kakarot!"

"A moment of your patience, Raditzsu. I seize every opportunity."

"Vegetaan, what is this?" Bardock was annoyed. "Let her finish the presentation! I want to see Kakarot."

The doctor observed him. "Hn. You're Kakarot's sire-"

"No shit." Bardock snapped. "Put the images up, Jedanuk. It's late!"

"Personality characteristics are also in the markers."

"Doctor, shall we stay on track here?" the Ou insisted. "Display the items I requested!"

"So be it." she superimposed the images.

The ouji blinked. "Wait. There's a matching marker I don't recognize-"

"Kakarot doesn't have that one, and neither do you." Raditz stared at the image wide eyed. He turned to the Ou. "What does this prove?"

The Ou stared straight ahead at the projection, arms folded. "I have an ability tied to that gene. An ability you also possess, Raditzsu."

"What?! Are you saying I'm a super saiyan? But-"

"Allow the doctor to explain." he waved at Jedanuk in a flourish.

"Your knowledge is extensive, Ou." the doctor complimented. She turned to Raditz. "You aren't specifically a super saiyan."

"Then 'specifically' tell me what the hell you're talking about."

A snort. /Elites and their infernal temperaments./ "The alpha genes control different things. The O and T genes influence physical strength and endurance. If these are dominant a saiyan will have freakish strength, endurance and tolerance. G, M and X genes control high psi ability, telekenisis and instinct. The S gene is unique to super saiyans only, in the active phase. The K is the 'sex' gene."

The ouji laughed out loud. "Please!"

"What I mean is, sexual behavior and aggression are affected by this gene. All saiyans are dominant in this area. This includes pheromone attraction and personal scent."

"I like this part." Raditz put his feet up. The Ou rolled his eyes.

"The more alpha gene markers exist, the stronger the characteristics in those areas."

"Okay." Raditz pointed at the markers displayed. "But again, this explains nothing about me."

Bardock caught on. "It does, I see where he's going with this."

Jedanuk nearly smiled. She displayed the markers of Vegeta, Kakarot and Raditz. "I use the three siblings to show their alpha markers. Kakarot and Vegeta both have S, Raditz does not."

"That follows so far." the ouji watched in fascination.

"Conversely, Raditz has G. Neither Kakarot nor Vegeta have this singular gene. Kakarot has a singular X gene not shared with Vegeta or Raditz. Vegeta has a dominant M gene that is recessive in both Kakarot and Radtiz. So in layman's terms, Vegeta is the highest telekinetic. Kakarot and Vegeta are super saiyans. Kakarot has hypersense psi, and Raditz electromagnetic control. Am I accurate?"

There was stunned silence. Raditz found his voice "But...what is this ability you speak of? I've never tested for anything like that!"

"Null ability." The Ou supplied.

"What?"

"We'll discuss the specifics later, Raditz."

The burly saiyan pointed. "You're a super elite."

Vegetaan folded his arms in thought. "Hn. That's right, you don't know. I have the ability to generate null fields, cancelling out all magnetic or electrical energy. It can be biological or mechanical, it doesn't matter."

Raditz could only stare. "The hits keep on coming."

"In truth I am past super elite." the Ou continued smoothly. "I spoke with Kakarot on this. You could call me a 'sub' super saiyan."

A blink. "You're right, we need to talk."

The ouji lifted a hand. "I have a final question. It concerns the "k" gene-"

Raditz snickered. "You would ask about that one."

A snort. "Fool. I have a reason for asking, Raditszu. Your mind is always in the gutter!"

"Like yours isn't. Kaka's a handful, isn't he-"

"Enough." the Ou interceded. "We aren't here for nonsense."

Jedanuk turned to the prince. "Your question?"

"You mentioned that all saiyans are dominant in this gene. Yet I know from personal experience some saiyans have an extra-" he coughed. "Attraction to both males and females. Is there a reason?"

"Like walking sex?" Bardock wondered. "Ai, I know of it. Appearance doesn't seem to be a factor. Some of the ugliest saiyans I ever laid eyes on were chased everywhere."

"You're correct, Regent Bardock. Its genetic and biochemical. Some saiyans have a second, and in a few cases even a third k gene. In medical circles we call it 'saiyan love potion.'"

"Hn." The ouji was thinking. "That explains a few things."

"It's the one gene that favors no particular class. It ranges across the population."

Vegeta pointed at the wall. "Quickly, I would see our K gene markers before we visit Kakarot. Myself, his, and Raditz."

Jedanuk popped the images up again. "They range near the end of the markers. The ones with wide lines."

"Hn, we all have extras. Kakarot's is extended."

"Not really, prince. You and Raditz have two k markers, Kakarot three."

"I knew this without benefit of these graphs." the Ou stated with some arrogance.

"How so?" Raditz didn't understand.

"Huh. Any saba would know. Instinct."

Bardock's patience was at an end. "Enough analysis. Show me my son, before I trash this place!"

Jedanuk observed him. "Interesting. Kakarot said the same thing."

****


They walked through wide corridors past many holding cells. Invisible force fields gave the illusion of endless space. Patients had movable partitions for privacy as needed. The majority of them were curious about the royal entourage, eyeing the royals as they moved along.

A fat saiyan shouted as they passed. "Don't go with them. He's a fake!"

Despite himself, Raditz turned in amusement. The patient grinned, sticking his tongue out.

"You know. That phony in the fake robes. Don't go with him. HE ain't the king. I'm the real king!" he tilted a cardboard box on his head for a crown.

Raditz laughed.

"Punk!" another patient yelled at the ouji. "Wanna have sex?" the woman lifted her robes and mooned the group, curling her tail.

The Ou shook his head briefly. Vegeta walked on, ignoring the taunt. "Are these always so loud, doctor?"

"Only some, prince. You get the special treatment. Normally there isn't much excitement around here."

A bloodcurdling shriek stopped them all briefly. A tall, thin faced saiyan pointed at Bardock.

"How'd HE get out. More politics and favors! I'm a genius, I don't belong here anyway. Now Kakarot, he's crazy. I known him for years!"

Bardock stared at the idiot. "How much further, doctor?"

"One more corridor." they turned left, leaving shouting patients behind.

****

They paused at a large enclosure. The walls were partial transparisteel, with a viewing panel. Jedanuk stopped briefly at the tech station.

"Is Kakarot still awake?"

Jokko looked up from his desk. Seeing the royals, he immediately stood. "Hail, house of Vegeta!"

The Ou waved him to sit. "We've come for a short visit."

The nervous tech put down a hock bone he was chewing. "Kakarot is still up, my Ou. We'll need to have the attendants on site before you go in."

"Attendants?" Bardock didn't like the sound of it.

Heavy footsteps sounded behind the group. Turning, they saw two massive saiyans approach with electrical devices and wraps.

Bardock got his hackles up. "What is this?"

"It's procedure, Regent Bardock." Jedanuk informed him. "We take no chances here. Our patients are of the highest psi order and restraints are necessary."

Bardock turned to his mate. "Vegeta!"

Raditz sized them up, wondering if they were as powerful as they appeared. "I don't like this either."

The ouji stood in front of the two, despite being outsized. "Beware what you do. If there is one slip, one inappropriate gesture I will burn you down where you stand. Is that understood?"

The confused and flustered techs looked helplessly to Jedanuk. She nodded reassuringly.

"No threats, ouji. We're all professionals here. Houdu and Queei are merely doing their jobs."

"See to it, then."

The Ou finally spoke up. "My sentiments are similar, doctor. Now let us inside!"

Jedanuk activated a panel. There was a brief buzzing sound that went silent. The group stepped across the threshold, taking in the surroundings. A figure clad in white had his back turned, watching a viewscreen. He didn't acknowledge them.

The ouji couldn't take the silence. "Kakarot!"

A thick tail swept lazily in the air, making sign gestures.

Jedanuk intervened. "Kakarot, you have visitors. Turn around!"

"Don't shout at me, doctor. I'm tired, I don't want to see anyone!"

Raditz stomped across the room. "You'll see us!" he reached for the flailing tail.

The wild saiyan spun away at the last second, leaping to his feet. It was a mistake. He swayed immediately, feeling weakness.

The ouji moved to catch him. "What are you doing? We've come to see you."

A snarl. "Why? Feeling guilty?"

The Ou approached, keeping his voice even. "How are you doing, Kakarot?"

The young warrior sneered, holding up his wrists. His ki bracelets gleamed under bright lighting. "Hello, everyone. The name's Kakarot. I'm a resident in hotel happy after my stinking family put me here. Welcome to the dark ages of Vegetaseii!"

"That's enough." Bardock went to him. "We did what was necessary."

Kakarot eyed his sire coldly. "Funny thing, I was talking to saba before some creep jumped me from behind. I wake up a week later in a nice, white cubicle with new fashion jewlery."

Bardock's eyes were hard. "And I'd do it again, no matter what you say. And you weren't talking. Those councilors would have died if I hadn't interfered."

Kakarot dropped on the bed, rubbing his arms. "I wouldn't have killed them. I just wanted their fear."

The Ou gripped a white shirt collar. "Don't lie, boy. I saw your eyes. There was madness-"

"Don't say that!" Kakarot felt hysterical at the thought. "I'm tired of this. You want me to get tested? Fine. Let's do this and get it over with!"

Jedanuk put a hand on his shoulder. "If you can't calm down I'll have to order a sedative."

"No drugs." Kakarot hissed. In desperation he looked to the ouji. "Dammit, Vegeta. Say something!"

The prince touched his face before whispering in his ear. "Forgive me. I can't speak my heart with everyone here. And these cursed dampers don't let me feel or sense you properly."

Kakarot held him desperately. "How are the chibis?"

The ouji gave a ragged sigh before pulling up. "Restless and whiny. I have to force them to eat."

"That's it." Eyes glazed, Kakarot pushed past everybody before the huge saiyans blocked him.

"Out of my way!"

"No, oujian. Don't make this worse!" Queei emphasized a stun pole. Raditz pulled his brother aside quickly.

"Stop."

"No! Raditz, what's wrong with everyone? My cubs need me-" the mask cracked. "This is humiliating-" he sagged against his sibling.

The burly saiyan embraced his brother, massaging soothing circles over his back. "It's difficult, but you can get through it. The chibis will be fine, they just need time to adjust."

"They shouldn't have to. I want to go home!"

"Not yet, Kakarot. You can't do this alone."

The dam burst as the young saiyan wracked with sobs. "I hate this, it never seems to end." another soothing hand gripped the nape of his neck, squeezing.

"Easy, cub." the Ou said gently. "We're always here, no matter how angry you are."

Dark eyes were streaked with tears. "I'm surprised you aren't through with me."

"Never!" the ouji said fiercely, also squeezing in. Bardock completed the circle of warmth.

"Forgive me, chibi. I had to hurt you to save you."

Jedanuk stood at a respectful distance as the family embraced. She motioned the techs to wait outside.

Kakarot felt the effects of emotional exhaustion kick in. He all but collapsed against Raditz. His family guided him into bed.

The ouji kissed damp bangs. "Love you. Rest, we'll be back in the morning."

Kakrarot gave his typical dazzling smile. "Love you too. Kiss the chibis for me!"

"Ai, I will."

Bardock and the Ou stood over him, eyes glittering. Wordlessly, they kissed him on each cheek then retreated. Kakarot sighed under the blankets, holding his brother back.

"Raditz? Thank you."

The burly saiyan smiled down. "Anytime, little brother." he lifted a salt tear on a finger and tasted it. "Haven't I always taken care of you?"

Kakarot drifted off, grinning. "Hn, remind me to thank you properly, Raditz. Name the time and place!"

A smirk. "That's your triple K gene talking."

"What?"

"Nothing. Go to sleep. We'll talk about it later."

****

The flight back to the palace was mostly quiet, each family member lost in thought. The Ou and Bardock hastily retreated to their chambers. Raditz and Vegeta walked the halls in the eastern wing of the castle. They stopped in a sitting room.

"Vegeta, something is different about Kakarot. I saw you staring at him also."

The ouji sat on a plush chair. "You're right. My senses kept trying to pierce those infernal dampers."

Raditz poured himself a glass of wine, handing one to his brother. "I couldn't even get a clear reading of his scent. Could you?"

The ouji sipped from his goblet. "No. And when I held him, his body felt different." he looked up, eyes brightening. "It is different! But how I don't know."

Raditz sat next to him. "I felt the same thing. If there's a change in him he probably dosen't know himself. Not with his ki and instinct being caged by those devices."

"Damn."

"I don't know if the changes are related to his current situation or not."

"Who knows? At least the medical conference provided us with new insight." the ouji swished his drink before speaking again.

"Raditz, could you do me a favor?"

"Anything."

"Stay with me and the chibis until Kakarot gets back? They're getting to be a handful."

Raditz grinned. "No problem. Humoz is offplanet for a few days anyway. I'll bring Xenna. That should help them settle and eat, at least."

Vegeta smiled. "My thanks, brother. Kakarot's right, you're always taking care of us."

The burly saiyan laughed freely, running a finger through upswept hair. "Well, I am the oldest. Besides, you two hotheads need a calming influence."

The ouji grinned, clapping his brother on the shoulder. "True enough. You're always there when we need you most."

"Hn. Kakarot propositioned me before he fell asleep. He promised a private party."

"Typical Kakarot. Why am I not surprised? That's the way he is."

"True. Come on, let's collect those babies." Raditz stood, motioning.

"Long day." the ouji yawned, following him.

****

The Ou undressed in a side alcove near the private chambers. A soft, muffled sound caught his ears.

/Bardock?/

Gliding into their bedroom, he saw his mate curled in a fetal position under furs. Sidling alongside the Ou shook his mate.

"Bardock, are you all right?"

The dark saiyan sighed wearily, lifting up over blankets. His face was wet.

The Ou blinked. "Why have you been crying, koi?" he touched a damp cheek. "Is it the nightmare again?"

Bardock wiped his face dry. "No. I can't shake the guilt, Vegeta. Despite what I've been told, it still seems like we had a hand in Kakarot's fate."

The king gathered him into warm arms. "So you still believe we're being punished?"

"And Kakarot. It was our weakness, our mistake."

Kiss. "No, Bardock. The boy is strong. His greatest asset is overcoming challenges."

"But this is different. He can't fight his own mind!"

"But he can control it. Whatever it takes we'll get him through this, Bardock. I swear by blood and throne!"

The dark saiyan sighed into the embrace. "He felt hurt, betrayed."

"I know. But what's the alternative, love? Let him go insane?"

"Never!"

"You did what was necessary. There wasn't time for me to interfere."

"I would...I spoke the truth, Vegeta. Even if Kakarot doesn't understand, I would hurt him again to save him."

They were silent a few moments before the Ou spoke. "Does the cub seem 'off' to you, Bardock?"

His mate pulled up. "In what way?"

"My instincts say something's going on, but I couldn't really sense anything."

"No. Those dampers chain everything. I couldn't even touch his mind. But he seems to be especially heavy."

"His body is off center. Strange."

"What's that mean, Vegeta?"

"I'm not sure." he pulled Bardock into a snug embrace. "He has to overcome this."

Dark spikes tickled the king's cheek. "Kakarot always fights."

The Ou nuzzled. "Yes." his voice cracked, betraying him.

"You're worried, Vegeta. Don't lie to me!"

"I am."

Bardock kissed his mate hard. "Tomorrow's a new day."

"You should have succumbed to madness yourself, Bardock. But it didn't happen, and Kakarot is strong. Strong like his father."

Bardock leaned over his king, pushing tongue into another steamy kiss. /Like his saba./

"Hn" the king closed his eyes as the hot mouth claimed his own. He gripped lush flesh under furs. A velvety plush tail wrapped his thigh.

"I love you, Bardock."

Soft purrs. "And I love you, Vegetaan."