Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (BOOK 2) ❯ THE JOURNAL (PART DEUX) ( Chapter 13 )

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CHAPTER XV

THE JOURNAL (PART DUEX)

Bulma had fallen asleep the previous night with the journal beside her. She had placed the journal in the spot where Vegeta's physical body had once lain. She might not have him, but she had his thoughts and the insight of the being she so wanted to know for all those years they had been together. She awoke, took a shower, dressed, grabbed the journal then went to the kitchen where her mom was fixing breakfast

"Oh, good morning, honey, how are you?" Adelaide asked as Bulma poured herself a cup of coffee.

"I'm okay mom. Hey, I was cleaning the attic yesterday and found a box that belonged to Vegeta. Inside was a portrait of six people and a journal," Bulma remarked as her mom served breakfast.

"Oh, I had no idea the dear boy had left anything else behind! I had asked him to come visit the time you had gone off to Europe to open that new office. We expected you to be gone for sometime but when you called a few weeks later and said you on your way home with a new friend, well; the dear boy just turned white as a sheet and flew off. He said that he just couldn't handle being in the same place with you since that Christmas incident. I swear, Bulma, honey, you made too much of holidays and such. Put the poor boy through the ringer. I felt sorry for him. All he wanted was to train, be left alone, be with you when he wanted and live as he had been raised, but you tried to force our Earth ways on him. Baby, he was not Goku. Vegeta had been raised on the Saiya-jin home planet and Goku had been sent to this one. Didn't you tell us that Master Roshi had told you all that Goku had been found by old Gohan and had been an uncontrollable infant until he had fallen from that cliff?" Adelaide sang as she served breakfast.

"Yeah. He also said that Goku was a loveable little boy after he recovered from that accident. I guess I did expect Vegeta to be like Goku and I couldn't understand why he wasn't. You know I loved him, mom, and I still do. I've been reading his journal and I found out that he had once been a caring being with emotions like us. On one of the pages I read last night, it looked like he had shed a few tears when he had written the entry. It pertained to a girl he had known from his childhood. He wrote how she had taunted him with her tail the way Goku was taunting him with his Super Saiyan power," Bulma snickered as she opened the journal to continue reading.

*Entry 10: Continued to try and calm blue hair woman down. Oh, excuse me, Bulma. Held her close, ran fingers through her wild hair. She felt nice and smelled good, too. Surprised she hadn't commented on the corn chip smell hanging around me, yet, or maybe she's too upset to care. Felt her begin to settle down. She looked up at me, her water colored eyes were drowned in moisture. I remember that first training session with Outusan and how I had cried in momma's arms. She cooed and said everything would be all right, then she wiped away my tears and told me to rest, regain my strength to face future training sessions. Well, I would never coo and sing to this pathetic creature as my queen had done to me, but I stroked her hair and told her things would get better. I brushed a few tears away with my bare thumb-I didn't wear gloves during my training time. She gave me a watery smile and bit her lower lip. She was beautiful and my heart tightened in my chest. I wanted to hug her forever. I closed my eyes and felt my head lower of its own power, then I snapped back to awareness.

I growled to myself for such weakness. I excused myself by telling her I needed a shower. I didn't like what I had just felt. It had been like a giddy, floaty feeling. Something I had not felt since... No, stop it, Vegeta! She's dead, your mother's dead, Outusan, the twins! All dead! Get it through your thick apish brain! Frieza fried them and you won't see them until you cross into the next dimension. Oh, Kami, this hurts, I can't stand the pain in my chest. It's suffocating me and I can't think. Why was I spared? I wanna be with my family. I'm so alone and no one understands. No one to talk to or share myself with and I don't mean just on the physical level, either. Ceraina, I wanna be with you, but I have a mission to fulfill in this plane. When I defeat Kakarrot, I will find a way to join you and my entire race.

(Bulma screamed and her mother turned to ask what the trouble had been. "Vegeta wrote that he wanted to be with his family after he had fulfilled his mission here on the physical plane. He said that when he defeated Kakarrot that he would find his way to join them and his entire race. He also wrote how lonely he was and that there was no one to talk to or understand him. Oh, momma! I wish he had of talked to me, I tried to sense what he had been feeling but he kept shutting himself and his feelings away from me. I didn't realize that he was so sensitive. He never forgave me for those clothes I had given him to wear," Bulma had explained.

"Well, honey, he was a very private being and training was his top priority even over you. I often wondered whether the poor dear ate or slept! He never stopped! Even now, I heard that he has been joined by several hundred Saiya-jin who had been living on this planet," Adelaide informed her genius daughter.

That information shocked Bulma. She had known about the hundred or so elite that Vegeta had taken to dinner when she and her friends had camped in the cave, but several hundred! Unreal! And he had written about how lonely he had been but then what if he hadn't known of the existence of the others? Maybe she'd find out while reading.)

*Entry 11: Knowing that I had felt the extinction of my race, family and my chosen was what had caused me to bury my heart and feelings and just act. To do whatever that white devil had ordered with no remorse for my actions. Then I discovered Nappa and Raditz had also survived but then they had both been killed. Now, it was just Kakarrot and myself as the only pure Saiya-jin left. Kakarrot's kid-a half Saiyan I hardly recognize. The kid from the future... Well, he's a joke! Kakarrot, now there was a worthless Saiyan if I ever met one. I suppose he means well. He had been raised as one of these Earth weaklings with feelings and everything that that package entailed. Something I didn't suffer from openly at least, thanks to Kami. His feelings were why he didn't finish Frieza off on Namek. His compassion was what let me go after our first battle and had let Jeice escape to retrieve Captain Ginyu-also during the Namek trial. How had he done it? How had that stupid buffoon become a Super Saiyan not two years after discovering he was of that mighty race? Maybe his feelings... Nah, even that's too far fetched to be true.

*Entry 12: Something unexpected happened. I gave myself to that woman I'm housing with. Well, actually I allowed her to have me. She was very upset over being stood up by that low class worm she calls a boyfriend. I can't fathom why she keeps him around. Maybe out of sheer stupidity on both their parts, I haven't a clue. Last time it was because of some silly holiday the idiot had missed and she had cried for days at having not received a gift from the dweeb. I tried to tell her that he had been seen in town with a leggy blonde thing, but she treated me as if I hadn't spoken. I really didn't care. She had locked herself in her room and cried for a week. This time it was worse.

I was in my room doing sit ups (the gravity trainer was on the fritz again. My fault, of course) and shadow sparring. Although my room was no where near her own, I could hear her sobs from her location. Well, of course, I could, I'm a Saiyan and my hearing is very acute. Secretly I think the little witch is trying to drive me insane! I left my room, stormed down to hers and yelled, "What do I have to do to get some peace around here and to shut you up? Mate with you?" She stopped crying and shot me a watery gaze that also contained enough venom to make a Vincentean cringe! I thought, why not, Vegeta, it's not like you have a lot of options as far as playmates and I cannot see myself with that twit third class being at all even though in our race such situations were not uncommon. Given the choice between the two, I'll take the blue haired genius. At least she's soft and easy to rile into a temper.

Case in point. Came in from training to get a bite to eat. Woman was in eating area and I demanded that she fix me something to eat- her mother had gone out, she told me. She gave me a cross-eyed look and told me that she cooked dinner for no man and for me to get it myself. She said that she was going out to get her talons done-Kami, those thing hurt when they scratch one's flesh, the ones on my back still haven't mended! She said she was going out with weak gut. I couldn't believe she'd taken that fool back again! I asked her if she was a glutton for punishment. I asked her to let me put him out of her misery then I could train in peace. That tightened the curl in her hair. She barked at me that training was all I ever did and the only time she ever saw me was when I got hungry.

She turned her backend to me and left. My eyes, of their own volition, were riveted to that round little rear of hers and, as if she knew my eyes were on her, she put more sway to the way she moved. I was already heaving and panting at the site her departure was causing inside me, did she have to add that kind of movement? I almost passed out from the heat that rose in my body and I knew I had to leave before I did something she would try to kill me for. I growled then flew out of the house to both cool down and get something to eat. Hunting would take my mind off that enticing little scene in the kitchen and maybe afford me the peace I was not given in that Capsule place.

(Bulma balked at the implication of the first part of the passage. Vegeta and Goku together as an item? What a disgustingly horrid thought! Vegeta was so... mouthwatering; she was drooling even as she read the entry in the journal. He couldn't be one of those things, he just couldn't! Besides, hadn't he just written that he had nearly passed out from the heat rising in his body as he watched her leave the kitchen the night they made love?)

*Entry 12 (continued): If mating with this weak human woman would award me with peace and a chance to sleep and calm her bellyaching and sobbing, then it would be worth it. I approached her and she backed away in fear, holding her hand out in front of herself as a shield. She jumped on the bed then landed on the opposite side of me. I trapped her in a corner, put my hands on either side of her head making sure that I had enough of her hair to keep her in place. My chest was heaving in anger at being disturbed in my training. I could feel the heat as it welled up inside of me. I took my right hand away, drew it back, palm facing her and formed a chi ball.

"If you don't stop crying over that pathetic loser and realize that he's not worth the time of day, I'll make you eat this chi ball for breakfast!" I snarled my face close to her own. "What's he done, now?"

She trembled like a leaf in the wind and her eyes were so... I extinguished the chi ball and felt my heart tighten-it had been doing that a lot lately, should go have a physical. For some reason it hurt to see her in such a shape over a pathetically weak unworthy. She should be mine. I'd treat her as Outusan... No, Vegeta, bad example, your parents never let anyone see how they dealt with one another. As if a magnet had taken control of me, something pulled me towards the woman. I fought to control it but it was much stronger than my will. Her moisture-laden ocean colored eyes; those soft looking, enticing lips that I could not look at without wanting to nibble on drew me. I put thought to action and did just that.

(The rest of the passage was written in the same alien hand as the very first passage of the journal, so she figured that it had been written in Vegeta's native Saiyan language. It was a beautiful hand as was his Earth handwriting. She would have thought that as an alien being his Earth handwriting would be choppy and like a doctor's cardiography, but it was more gorgeous than calligraphy. She sighed as her mind flipped back to the night the passage had referred to.)

Bulma remembered that night. She and Yamcha were supposed to go to a music concert, which was a formal dress occasion. She had chosen to wear a hot pink dinner dress that had slits on both sides along with a pair of black three and a half inch stacked heeled sandals. Her blue hair she had styled to the side of her head applied a touch of make-up to her pretty face and knew that she looked hot. She was trying desperately to lift her spirit. Her houseguest had been particularly rude to her- when wasn't he? Why had she offered to put him up after they had been returned to Earth? And why had he come to the planet when the Nameks were wished there? Because the wish was for everyone on Namek to be sent to Earth and that included the prince of personality.

She remembered that her mom had gone out and his highness had come in from training. He smelled like a locker room. He demanded that she feed him and she countered and told him to get his own food and that she was going out to get her nails done for her date that evening with Yamcha.

"Don't tell me you've taken that fool back again? You must be a glutton for punishment. Let me just put him out your misery and then I could train in peace!" Vegeta had screamed.

"That's all you ever do! I only see you when you get hungry! Get it yourself 'cause this girl cooks for no man," she had shot back then left the kitchen.

She was aware of his watching her as she swished out of the kitchen and for added meanness, she added a little extra sway. She had heard him growl then felt a gush of wind as he had flown off. Nonetheless, she had gone and had her manicure then returned to get ready for her date. After she had dressed, she sat and waited for Yamcha as they had agreed to meet at 7 to go to dinner then onto the musical, which was to start at 9. He had not shown by 8:30 and she lost whatever temper she was trying to hang on to. She left for the show. When she returned home, she found the jerk sitting on the porch of the complex. She flew into him and reminded him of how they had planned for that night six months prior. He reminded her that he had been training to fight the Androids. They had violent words and she told him she never wanted anything to do with him ever again. She told him to get lost then ran to her room in tears.

She didn't know that he had been inside until she heard the door to her bedroom slam against the wall and a not so deep voice yell in her ears. She jumped with a start and ran in terror as he approached. His black eyes were volcanoes of anger as he cornered her and pinned her to the wall, his hands on either side of her head pinning her by her hair. Then she saw him take his right hand away and saw the palm glowing. She had begun to tremble uncontrollably and realized that he would kill her if she so much as blinked. She heard him moan then the glow disappeared. Suddenly, she felt her lips taken in a vice. She fought at first then realized that she was being kissed and so expertly, too! Immediately, her legs had given out from under her and she had to wrap her arms tightly around his neck for support.

She felt hands caress her and heat sear through her clothing. She had calmed down from her sorrow over being stood up yet again but she had become riled again, however to this new attack to her senses. Then cold air hit and she opened her still moist eyes. She had nearly fainted at what she had seen in his deep black orbs. Eyes that had been about to erupt with volcanic lava, were now molten pools in which she wanted to drown. Her mouth hung open in shocked surprise.

"Your face is messed up," he had said in his gruff monotone as he dabbed at her tear stained face with a tissue she had in a box by the bed.

"And you need a shower," she had laughed.

"I guess I do, don't I? I'll be back soon," he said, kissed her quickly then left.

Not fifteen minutes later he had returned to her. She had changed from her dress into a slinky hot red baby doll nighty. Although he had masked it before she could register the fact, Bulma could have sworn the prince's eyes had become large as saucers. She was actually surprised that he had returned and he looked... Well, she couldn't take her eyes from him. She had always thought him well built, however, seeing him now after his first year of training made her mouth water! He was muscled everywhere and he seemed to have grown taller by several inches as well. He had been dressed in just a pair of biker shorts that accentuated certain parts of his anatomy to perfection and Bulma's eyes were riveted the second he had walked through the door.

'How am I gonna handle anything like that? Chichi never told me Saiya-jin were that well blessed!' she had thought to herself.

"You look as if you've seen a ghost," he had smirked as he had eased himself beside her and raised his right hand. She shied away. "I'm not gonna hurt you, woman, unless you provoke me," he had snarled but without any venom. He had lifted his right hand and put his fingers into her hair.

Bulma had opened her mouth to speak but found that her throat seemed to be cut off. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

"Why did you return to me? I thought you had training to do," she said in a sarcastic manner.

"I can't train when you're always bellyaching about how that pathetic weenie stood you up. Maybe this will by me some peace," he had replied and before she could retort, he had taken her lips in a savage kiss.

She had run her hands over his massive shoulders then traced his spine with the tips of her fingers until she heard him gasp. Hmm, he had felt so good! It was hard to believe that he had a heart of stone and more arrogance than any being should have been allowed to have. Nonetheless, as she ran her fingers down his back, she felt him stiffen when she had hit the base of his spine where his tail had once been attached.

"Stop. I wanna be one with you when you do that," he had whispered as he trailed hot kisses down her cheek to her neck.

"W-why?" she had asked as his hands had lifted her nightdress from her and his hands began to play on her globes.

"For a Saiyan, their most sensitive part is their tail. It is our weakest point. That's why your friends, when they fought us, tried desperately to pull our tails. They somewhat succeeded with my two bonehead partners. I didn't give them the chance until that idiot with the sword attacked my blind side when I was in my transformed state and hacked it off. If that had never happened, woman, you'd be in orbit now," Vegeta had smirked as he kissed his way down to nibble on the sensitive bulb of her globes.

She writhed with the sensations he was causing. Yamcha could bring her nowhere near the hysteria Vegeta was causing in her. He traced her body with his fingers. Surprisingly, his hands were as smooth as a newborn baby was. Was that why he always wore the gloves? To protect those luscious digits from harm? She wanted to ask but was too delirious with excitement to even think straight. She gasped then realized that his fingers were in places Yamcha had no idea existed on the female body. She nearly lost consciousness when she felt him make contact with an area she had permitted no one, except herself to touch and excite.

"I think you like this. If you think this is wild..." he trailed off and she felt him slide lower on the bed then...

"Vegeta! Oh, Kami, where did you learn how to do that? AHHHH!" Bulma had screamed at the top of her lungs as molten lava gushed from her then the attack stopped and was then replaced by something more filling.

He had joined with her and she couldn't contain herself and gave herself over to the passion he was calling from her. He was like a pile driver as he thrusts against her. She felt him withdraw slightly only to plunge back for more until finally, she heard him scream and she felt the hot sticky part that every male had been equipped with shoot into her tunnel as her essence blended with his own. He gathered her into his arms, rolled them both over and that had been how they had fallen asleep.

That had been one of the best times she had ever shared with him, but then that part of the relationship had never been a problem for them. It was outside of that the two had a major problem with. He was too into himself, but then she was as well. Where she was warm and caring, he was cold and ruthless. Where she was a social butterfly, he was distant. They both were stubborn to a fault, arrogant, bossy, strong-willed and lonely. Was that why he had stayed with her? Out of loneliness? She had to admit that since she had thrown him out, her life had been anything but exciting. She loved to watch as he trained their son but she had to watch unnoticed. One day, she remembered, Trunks had just turned four years old and he had fallen out of a tree. She had heard the scream but couldn't react in time. By the time she had gotten to the scene, she found Vegeta on his knees with Trunks in his arms. Vegeta had had his back to any onlookers, and then he levitated and carried the baby into the gravity room. She didn't know what had happened, but when she next saw their son, he was smiling and had ice cream smeared all over him. Daddy wasn't too clean either and both were laughing and enjoying one another, until daddy had caught sight of mom and shooed the boy to her. He then turned his back on Trunks, snarled something she didn't understand then disappeared into the gravity trainer. Maybe he'd chronicled that event; she had to find out. She opened the journal to the next entry.

*Entry 13: It was an incredible experience! Hard to believe I had never mated before, willfully, but then as a warrior, who had time for such frivolity? Oh, don't misunderstand, in Frieza's court that was one of the ways we made money for that freak. He would solicit us off to various partners as entertainers. Grr, that was the most humiliating part of that ordeal. Well, if my chosen mate had survived... Nonetheless, I shocked the woman, Bulma, when I had returned to her bed and then joined with her. Watching her in such a state brought me to a state my mind couldn't fathom. My body enjoyed the experience. Must do that more often.

Entry 14: It's been some months since my last entry. Still training to reach SSJ and have met all the requirements but have not received the power. I've been working out in 450x gravity for the past year. Big news flash! I still can't believe it's happened! I had been training as usual and was in the middle of a series of jabs and punches when the view screen popped into view.

"What is it, now, woman? I've already pleasured you for the morning, it's my training time!" I yelled.

"Well, if you would come out of yourself every now and occasionally, you'd see that I've put on a little weight!" she snarled back.

"Oh, that. I could have told you the night it happened, but then, you wouldn't have believed me. You've been sick and puking your guts all over the house, you feel as if you have no energy. Tell me when I'm getting warm?" I retorted in my usual sarcastic manner.

"I'm carrying your child, Vegeta, what are you gonna do about it?" she hissed.

I turned my back to her, turned the gravitron back to 0 gravity and looked at her. "I already knew that! Tell me something I don't! You're five months along and will be showing in a few weeks. I have seen your appetite increase. Talk about my eating habits! I have to go outside to keep anything on my stomach these days. I'll be around when you deliver and to train the brat, for now, leave me alone! I'll know when to come to you," I told her then terminated the transmission. She hated when I did things like that but what did I care? I had a goal and that was to make Super Saiyan and to destroy Kakarrot.

Saiya-jin males knew by the level of the chi when their mate had become with offspring. I was no different. I did, after all know when Sunrissa was carrying my sibs. That was a turning point in my young life. She'd had difficulty from her second quartering onward and had to be confined to bed. (Saiyan females carried for 12 months instead of nine.) I had my duties as a purger to go wherever Vegeta Ou was sent by that gutless wonder, Frieza! Grr, there was another thorn in my side, but that story is another time. Upon my return from a mission, I would go immediately to see Mommarissa and check on her condition. My heart fell when I saw how drained and lifeless she had become. Her black eyes that sparkled and danced like a pair of black opals had become sunken and drawn into her head. I was but two and a half Saiyan years of age (the equivalent of an Earth five-year-old) and ran to her. She told me the medics refused her medication. I took off my boots and jumped onto the bed, stretched forth my hands and let the energy in me flow into her.

"You have a tender heart, Ichimi, never lose it. It is your strength. Use your emotions to attain the unattainable. I know that you will be a Super Saiyan someday," she had said then she had screamed in pain and I called her medic. She was in delivery. I stayed with her until the two entered the universe. Having a scouter, I immediately gauged their levels. I smirked. "Be happy, my queen, they are both warrior material!" I held the second twin-yes; momma had twins, a male and female-as I sat on the bed with momma.

"What shall we call them, Ichimi?" she asked in a weak voice.

I smiled down at the squirming bundle in my arms, the girl, and nodded. "Her name is Kayla and his," I indicated the bundle in momma's arms, "He is Kale," I was rewarded with coos of approval in stereo from my sibs.

I miss them, terribly. We grew up together until Outusan was forced to give me away to that white devil so that that freak would leave our people in peace. Peace. Yeah, believe it or not, we were at one time before beings like Frieza took us and trained us to be their puppets and kill senselessly for them. But I'm getting away from the story. The woman I live with was breading. Actually, that in its own way was amazing because if I still had a home planet, I would not be in this predicament. My chosen one wouldn't have bred until she was around ten Saiyan years of age or twenty earth years. Saiyan years were 2:1- every two Earth years was one Saiyan year.

(Was that why he acted like a spoiled child? He treated responsibility like a plague and focused on only training and physical pleasure like any Earth teen would do. Then, according to the journal, he would not have been twenty when he and Nappa first arrived. In fact, he was still a child by Earth standards! Then by now, he would just be in his twenties, while she was in her forties and beginning to look like a hag-that was a horrible thought. Maybe tossing him aside was the best thing. She would have never been able to keep up with him.)

*Entry 14 (continued): Well, the brat entered the universe, screaming its head off. I hung outside of her hospital window and watched as medical personnel delivered a being that they would never be able to control. I didn't know if I would be able to, either. Bonehead Yamcha was in the room as were Kakarrot, Piccolo, Gohan, Krillin, the harridan and the woman's parents. Although I wasn't in the room with that motley crowd, I heard every word being said. The circus ring all chided me for not being present and how she was gonna die trying to push the child into the universe. The medic attending her looked just as Celerion did when momma was delivering the twins. He just sat looking at a part of the woman that ate my insides up. Oh, how I wanted to blast that insolent fool into the next dimension! Then it happened, the medic announced that he could see the head. Thanks to him, I got a play by play of the entire event.

The woman screamed as she tried to push. I felt everything she was going through. I felt my insides turned inside out like I was having the blasted brat! I knew the child was draining her energy and she would never survive after the delivery, much like momma, had I not gone to check on her. I was actually not even supposed to be anywhere near momma after I started walking, but I had met her momma and she took me to my own. Nonetheless, after the circus ring cleared out, I silently entered the woman's room via an opened window. I looked at her. She looked just like momma, pale and drawn. I had to help her.

"I know you've just been through a lot but I'll help you get better and you will get better. I aided my mother, I'll aid you," I said as I stretched my hands over her and gave her some of my energy. After I felt her stabilize, I looked out to see if any of the circus ring was around but I had heard Kakarrot's stomach-who couldn't hear that disgusting noise-it sounded like a dying saber cat! I sensed that they were in the eating area, so I felt safe enough to go check out what the woman had brought forth that I had help to co-create.

It wasn't hard to find the bundle. It was the only live wire in the place and the nurses were having a hard time controlling it. I smirked. "Here, give it to me. I'll control it for you," I held my arms out and the brat nearly flew into them. I held him in one arm and examined him. My mouth fell open! He had a tail, that one mark that all Saiya-jin had; however, his was the most horrid shade of purple I'd ever seen. I had to leave before I made a scene and I took the bundle with me. I teleported into a guestroom that had been transformed into a nursery by the others and myself-I worked after they departed. The woman had given me some money and told me what she wanted. Thank the Creator for places like Super K-mart and Wal-Mart, so I could shop while others were asleep. I also purchased some outfits better suited for this regal frame of mine-definitely not pink.

The room contained stuffed animals and cutesy little Earth things, true, but it also contained training weights, sparring outfits and such that I had made-yes made. Plus, I had made some of the furnishings and playthings fit for my young Saiyan prince. I wasn't a total brainless monkey as the woman labeled me as being and as a Saiyan, by instinct I knew what the new bundle would require. I did help raise my sibs until they were five. I sat on the floor with my sleeping bundle. He was perfect, except for his hair! It was the most ghastly shade of lavender pale purple I'd ever seen. I cringed. Well, at least Saiya-jin babies wore pointy hats until they were one Saiyan year of age-two Earth years. I smiled at him. I was alone, so I didn't feel so bad about letting my guard down. I levitated off the floor and placed the brat in his crib then went to go prepare a bottle for that new bottomless pit. He'd be very hungry when he woke up.

(Bulma's mouth fell open! From what she had been told, Vegeta hadn't ever been around during her delivery of Trunks! Now she had read that he had seen the entire event, shared his energy with her and had taken the baby just as he had their daughter after she had been born. She smiled as she realized that he took the mantle on himself with no complaints. She kept reading.)

Entry 15: The boy woke as scheduled and I had a gallon of milk formula ready for him before he started that God-awful crying! As I sat on the bed in my room and looked at my boy, I couldn't help a stab of pain that shot through my chest. My own seed was a halflilng! What have I done? I've polluted the race and myself! Oh, wait, I'm the only one who has to bear this burden. I've shamed my parents and the royal House of Vegeta! As soon as the woman was herself again, I was outta there. I had to leave I couldn't see myself with this child and having to explain why his hair was such a ghastly shade. I would go to planet Vincente where I had hidden a pair of full-blooded sons; however, they were no more my heirs than this one. Those boys were male born of Raditz and myself not long before my venture to Earth a few years ago.

(Had she read correctly? That he had two children hidden on a planet called Vincente and that they had been born of males? That was the most disgusting thing ever, that there existed males that could produce children. Oh, he had mentioned them being Saiya-jin and born of Raditz and himself. Could it be that Saiya-jin were like the Nameks, non-gender specific? How could she have let a being like that, touch her, kiss her and mate with her? Her very skin crawled at the thought).

Entry 16: It had been two months since the boy entered the universe and his mother had recovered. The minute her parents brought her to the complex, I was outta there. I had to get away from the distractions of this planet and continue my training! It was mere months before the Android pair was to surface and I was no closer to my goal than before. The two months I spent with the boy-I named him Vegeta, naturally-I had to remain in the house. At least her dad had let me convert one of the rooms into a gym for when the gravity trainer was down. I took Vegeta with me when I trained and he enjoyed watching me stay in shape. I couldn't wait to train him.

Anyway, I left the Earth, the female and the boy, who had been asleep. If he had been awake, I could never have left. I had bonded with him the way momma had bonded with me, except she had me one month longer than I had chibi Vegeta. I had lost my focus when around that woman and I could not allow that. That crazy colored hair of hers, her sparkling blue eyes stayed in my vision whenever I closed my eyes in sleep. It was herself (and now my son) that had kept me from blowing this planet away-it always had been. I could have blasted this rock when I was wished from Namek, but I didn't. When she had taken in the Nameks and had offered me a place to stay, that small gesture in itself helped to turn me around-slightly. Although she can't cook a lick, I liked the way she behaved when the lights were out. This was madness! The Saiyan no Ouji having feelings for a being so pathetically weak was ludicrous! But, oh how she made my senses tingle and dance just watching her every movement.

Entry 17: I fired up the engines and blasted off. I could see the woman was gonna lead me into disaster by turning my head from my goal, which was to be the best and most powerful being in the universe! I didn't care where I landed, I just knew that I had to get away from the brat, the minx and from Kakarrot. Kakarrot. Not only was the female a distraction, so was he. I had left CC one afternoon as the two of them were driving me to the brink and I could not let that happen. I flew until I felt Kakarrot, his son and the Namek. Landing, I found Kakarrot lazing and eating while his son and the green man were busy training. I asked Kakarrot if he wanted to spar. Like a true Saiyan, he jumped to the chance. During our battle he knocked me out. (The rest of the passage was written in his Saiyan hand and she growled in frustration.)

Landed on a huge hulk of a planet to continue training. A violent storm erupted and I welcomed it. It was as if the universe felt the raging storm in my being. How could a low-class warrior like Kakarrot become a Super Saiyan when I, the Prince of all Saiya-jin, could not? His success haunted me and drove me onward. It was sheer fury and frustration that kept me together through the intensive training I put myself through. During the storm, a meteor shower began and I did everything I could to protect me and my ship, in which was the gravitron. It was an effort to fight off the small meteors, but then the mother of all meteors appeared! I blasted at the thing and normally it would have been destroyed with my Big Bang blast, but that failed me, so I put forth a huge Gallik Gun blast which destroyed not only the meteor, but blew me into the ground.

Rose from the rocks that had buried me and decided that it wasn't worth this torture. I didn't care any longer. I didn't care about Kakarrot. I didn't care if I lived or died. Not even about the woman and the brat or about even becoming a Super Saiyan. Then I let the one part of me I hadn't let show since I was a chimp and something seemed to explode from me. Had I died when the meteor blasted apart? I had been blasted through rock formations on the planet's surface with enough force to kill a human-like being such as myself. Had I self-destructed in my quest to become the best Saiyan alive as I had been for as long as my memory served?

I looked around and saw a brilliant light. I looked at my hands-my gloves had been ripped to shreds and I had been bleeding from everywhere, it seemed-then I looked at my legs. That light was coming from me, out of my body! Had I done it? Had it finally happened? I floated to the windows of the ship and nearly passed out when I saw the face that looked back at me. Was it real or was I dreaming? I continued to stare then felt something well up inside of me. Excitement perhaps? Whatever it was caused a deafening scream to leave my lungs and the portion of the planet I was on blew away.

Entry 18: Returned to Earth and stopped by to see the woman and the brat. Showed her my accomplishment then jetted to battleground. Kept energy low to avoid detection as I landed on a cliff to observe the action. Kakarrot was in the midst of a battle with a Humpty Dumpty looking thing and was hitting him with everything he had. Then Kakarrot jumped into Super Saiyan form and pulled out all the stops. He began to dominate the fight but his punches were having no effect on butterball. The rest of the circus ring-3 eyes, the Namek, the weak one, baldie and the brat-all stood gauging the battle. I was close enough to hear what was being said but paid little attention until I saw Kakarrot grab his chest and his brat yelled that the heart virus was causing Kakarrot's distress.

I gasped when I heard those words. No, not now, but then I thought of the prediction and accordingly, Kakarrot should have been dead before now! This was a major change. Nonetheless, I watched Kakarrot struggle to ready a kamehameha and shoot it at the android, which had been hammered by a number of Kakarrot's blows, and had been kicked into the ground. Lardo got off the ground and extended his right hand to the beam. My mouth dropped open then I heard Piccolo yell to Kakarrot not to use any of his energy waves as the androids absorbed energy through their hands.

Kakarrot's energy felt wrong to me as if he were losing energy since flipping into his Super Saiyan mode. The virus! That life threatening little germ we had been hearing about lately and before I left the planet, I had heard the news the boy from the future had mentioned about the virus. After the attempted energy attack, the others stood watching and the brat wanted to go assist. Krillin stopped him but said that they could give Kk a senzu bean. Baldy flew into the air, called to Kakarrot and threw him a bean. After ingesting the bean, old prune android #20 touched his ear then the pudgy android shot twin beams of light from his eyes then rushed at Kakarrot and turned the tables on Earth's mightiest warrior-the only one everyone seemed to feel was qualified enough to fight such a menace. The android pounded Kakarrot into the ground until 'Mr. Super Saiyan' lost his transformation. That was due mainly to the heart virus, which was attacking him from the inside while pudgy attacked from without. The android jumped into the air then on top of Kakarrot, opened his right hand and clamped it over Kk's throat. I felt the energy as it left K and heard Piccolo yell to the others that Kakarrot needed their help. That's when the other android jumped up to stand between them and K.

Saw Piccolo attempt to kick at the other shriveled up, infinitesimal piece of cow dung, but he missed and the android shot a beam from its eyes. I had flown from my hiding place at that moment right between the two and pushed the Namek off center. I flew at such a rate and impacted my foot into Porky Pig's face, which disconnected him from Kakarrot. The others were shocked to see me as I stood over K's nearly unconscious body. I looked over the situation and announced that 'Nobody kills Kakarrot while I'm around. Destiny has reserved that pleasure for me.' Upon hearing the others gasp my name, Piccolo jumped up and remarked I had been the one who had gotten in his way. That old android would have sliced through him like butter then stolen his energy had I not intervened. NBD-no big deal.

I reminded Kakarrot how pitiful he was and that he had been warned about the virus. I remarked that he should have known that turning SSJ would only have worsened the symptoms. I told him that he was far too forgiving to be a great warrior and said that I would finish off the androids but that he would be next. I then kicked him out of my way-Piccolo caught him-then I mentioned that one of those yutzes needed to take Kakarrot home to give him the antidote for the virus and that he was running out of time. Brat began to lift his dad but Yamcha-weak gut-said that he would and remarked that he would only be in the way. There was some intelligence in that spineless weasel after all! Piccolo suggested he get a swig of the antidote as well to guard himself then spineless took off with the unconscious Kakarrot-my great nemesis.

Entry 19: Pudgy android 19 growled as the two left the scene, but geezer 20 said to let them go and that they would destroy Kakarrot and Yamcha whenever they chose. 'In the meantime we'll entertain ourselves by destroying all of his pitiful friends.' The others stood waiting along with myself then Krillin suggested to Gohan that they should split as according to the prophecy, everyone except Gohan died in the battle against the androids. Piccolo remarked that there were some differences and Kakarrot being alive at the start of battle was a major one. He suggested we act as if we had never heard the prophecy. Then Pork belly looked at the other android and said that he would finish me off. 'You're being very greedy today, 19. You've already absorbed enough energy from Goku to increase your power, have you not? ... Very well, you may finish Vegeta, but the rest are mine, do you understand?'

Porky positioned himself into a fighting stance, opened his hand and smiled. I told him that I was watching his battle with Kakarrot and that I had seen his energy absorbing technique. 'Oh, well, if I can't blast you away, I'll just have to pound you into a pulp.' He said that I knew some of his moves but that he knew all of mine and that Dr. Gero had studied me very thoroughly. 'Oh, is that a fact? Then why were you so surprised when Kakarrot turned into a Super Saiyan? I'll tell you why, because your database doesn't cover the battles we had in space. Your bonehead creator picked a fine chapter to omit from your memory bank.' I asked pudgy if a machine like him ever experienced fear and I began to release energy.

Shocked the circus ring and heard Krillin remark that he was confused and that he thought one had to be like Kakarrot to be a Super Saiyan. That my nemesis was so calm, detached and pure hearted but he guessed those weren't pre-requisites to the goal. I walked out of the crater I had created upon my transformation and told baldy that what he had mentioned weren't requirements and that there was more than one way to reach the goal. I then told them about the intense training I had set myself to, and how many times I had nearly died trying to meet the goal. I told them about my final training off planet and, when I felt myself at my darkest point and that pursuing the goal wasn't worth all the time and effort I was putting into it and how nothing mattered to me, then BAM! That's when it happened. The moment I put everything behind me, emptied my mind and let the small hidden part of me show-my feelings-I had finally attained the gold. Finally, the golden flame of the Super Saiyan was mine! I am the Prince of all Saiya-jin once again!

Entry 20: After my diatribe, the battle began. Landed in a crater that19 created when I knocked him out of the sky. Tubby grabbed hold of me and began draining my energy but I jumped up and pulled against him until I dislodged his arms from the rest of his portly being. I allowed him to climb out of the crater then I flew out and blasted him away. I then told 20 that if he were to attack me that it would be my end. I bluffed that 19 had sucked my energy and that I was eager for the next encounter, but the androids couldn't sense power so he didn't know how weakened I was, but Piccolo knew.

I asked baldy for a senzu bean to recharge, attempted to power up. When I finally got my power back, I told the other three circus clowns that they were not needed and that they should go. They'd have only been in my way, of course. 20 escaped into the canyon and he figured that he was out matched by the likes of us. I chased him-he was clever at hiding for he knew we couldn't sense him either, and then I did something really stupid. I fired a ki blast to try and draw that geezer out of hiding. He ran out and caught it. I had given him enough energy to recharge his circuits, and then he jumped on Piccolo and began to take his energy. Lucky for Piccolo he had a bond with Kakarrot's brat and called to him mentally for assistance. I sensed the power then flew to the spot where Gohan and Pic were as was the android. The other two joined the crowd. Gohan called to Krillin that Pic needed a senzu bean. After Piccolo recovered, I went to continue my fight but Namek told me that geezer was his. Well, after all, the thing did try to steal his energy, so I told him that I didn't care if he wanted to fight the android, or if he got himself killed just don't give it the chance to steal anymore energy. Pic said the opportunity wouldn't present itself a second time. The android remarked that he would make sure that it would happen a second time then Pic smashed prune face into a mountain side and the battle erupted from there.

At some point, 20 jumped into the air and reached out for Pic. The smoke was dense and made it look as if 20 had grabbed Pic, but when the smoke cleared, Gohan exclaimed that Piccolo had grabbed the grabber. Pic told the android that he used to be like him with a desire to hurt others, which in turn was killing the android then Pic hacked off 20's right hand below the elbow.

20 stood amazed that he was being beaten so easily and he couldn't understand why. Piccolo told him how we had been warned about his arrival three years in advance and had been preparing for him. I then asked Piccolo if he were gonna finish off that robot or if I had to step in. He told me that it was his fight and he would finish it. He said that if the android had been winning, the tin can would not hesitate in finishing off the opponent. Then we all felt a large power approach were we stood.

Entry 21: I nearly fell out of the sky when I heard Piccolo announce, "Hey Trunks is back!" 'Trunks? How bizarre, he has the same name as my son.' Then I thought, 'a Super Saiyan from the future! Yes of course, it has to be! He was my son!' Panic and disbelief were all over my face. No wonder on his first visit he kept looking at me as if he had never seen me before! In his time, I had been killed by the androids, so he never knew me. Well, now would be time to rectify that error.

Trunks hung in the air beside me and remarked that he had never seen the android before. That news didn't sit well at all. We all tried to make sense out of what he had just told us. Also kept watch on 20 and it was plain to see that he was failing after being, pardon the pun, disarmed. Just then we heard engines approach and Krillin announced that it was Bulma-the woman who birthed my son-and Yajirobe-the prick that hacked off my tail during my first fight with Kakarrot, seven years prior.

The woman sat behind the controls of the jet and she flew in low. Even I could see she was low enough to see the other android, which then took advantage of the situation. He told us to enjoy our short-lived victory and soon he would unleash Androids 17 and 18 to destroy us all. He then created a wave blast that caused the plane to fall from the sky. I had no time to react but had been watching the android. I exclaimed that the tin can had disappeared. I searched for him and yelled that he would never get away from me. I went to fly off but found the little future brat had blocked my way. He asked why I didn't try to save the woman and her kid. 'I have more important things to worry about than that foolish woman and her blasted child! Now, out of my way!' I zoomed into the boy's face then flew off.

I stayed with the monkey ring and searched the canyon when I heard Krillin scream out that the woman had said the old geek was Dr. Gero himself. I asked her how she could possibly know and she told me that under a picture she had seen in one of her dad's science mags was the guy's pic and underneath in big letters was 'Dr. Gero.' The tiny brat began screaming at the top of his lungs and the woman fretted over him. She yelled at me that I scared the brat just by looking at him. I screamed for her to forget about the child and tell us if she knew where Dr. Gero's lab was located.

Went around the world in discussion and Pic remembered Gero mentioning two more androids and suggested we find the lab and destroy it and the androids before he could awaken them. Me, being full of myself and overconfident as usual, said that I would never do anything that cowardly and that there was only one course of action. 'I will fight these androids face to face and I will break them my bare hands!' Then Trunks reprimanded me and told me never to underestimate the power of the androids.

(Bulma skimmed through the rest of the passages and found that her ex had chronicled the entire android episode from when the team had found the lab. Watched as Android 17 turned on Dr. Gero and killed him then set out to find the ailing Goku after they had nearly beaten the other warriors into the ground, beginning with the Prince of Pride himself.

From there, Bulma got insight on the episode with Cell, how the warriors gave all that they had and more-even Goku after he had recovered. She learned how, after Goku's noble sacrifice, Cell had returned and killed Future Trunks). (That had a major impact on my emotions and me. Gohan had been badly injured and after seeing my son slain in cold blood, I snapped! I ceased being the ruthless warrior without a care for anyone but myself. At that point, I became a dad and I knew my mission, due in part to the fact that I had just lost my one very worthy opponent, Kakarrot. I'll miss him but no one will ever know that. Good-bye, Kakarrot, you were my one true kinsman in the universe. Maybe someday, in the next dimension, we'll meet and I'll have the chance to get the victory you have denied me by dying).

Vegeta, always the warrior and proud prince, although, having have read the passage regarding Goku's death, she felt his hurt and pain. The journal then centered on how, after Trunks had begun to walk, the prince began training him. She found that Vegeta had actually accepted the boy but couldn't stay around for long. (She's driving me crazy! She keeps telling me that I need a job in order to take care of my child. If it'll get me outta the house every now and again, I'll go and find this work she keeps harping about.) The next passage floored her. (Met an alien with a construction business in need of a wrecker. I showed him my skills as a purger and he hired me straight up. He told me most work would be off planet and I told him that would be fantastic! Didn't tell the female as she had her own career to think on. Will take Trunks (the woman's name for the brat) with me until he begins school-I'd much rather him have a tutor the way I did, but hey, she only lets me have my way every now and then).

"I never knew any of this. He and Trunks were very happy when they were together," she smiled to herself as she found a passage that read...(Trunks turned four today! We're outside sparring and he took a break. Like any child-we'd removed his tail when he was an infant-he wanted to climb a tree, so I let him. Saiya-jin were excellent climbers, thus I had turned back to my training when I heard my son scream. I jumped to where he was! Thank Kami, for his being half Saiyan or the fall wound have been a bad one. Gently, I lifted him onto my lap then rose and took him to the gravity room and gave him a senzu bean. After he had regained his strength, I took him out for a dad and son time. He wanted an ice cream. I purchased both of us one, then we returned home where the woman was waiting for us. We were both rather unsightly. I told him to go to his mom but I said it in my native tongue, which I tutor him in. I'm thankful every day that I see him that he's come into my life. I needed a buffer like him to stabilize me. He's my clone and is beginning to act like me as well. Bulma's gonna kill me).

On and on, Bulma read about how the proud prince had surprisingly accepted his role as dad. How he loved his job and about meeting a blast partner. (Emanu introduced me to his niece and told me she had requested to be my blast partner. Normally, I worked alone, but one look into her ebony colored eyes and my mind took a vacation. She was everything that beauty could ever be. More so than that one I mated with. Her name is Ceraina Humizu and I wonder why both my employer and this girl had the same names as a Saiya-jin family I had known as a boy on Vegetasei. Both have tails exactly like the one I used to have and will somehow regain. Will investigate this further. Now, to test my partner). Bulma's mouth dropped at that passage. His blast partner was a female and more beautiful than Bulma herself? Unbelievable! Nonetheless, she read how humiliated he had been at losing his temper at the Water Carnival he had taken Trunks to, and how shocked he was when Trunks had attained SSJ level at age eight without much effort. Discovering this journal was a pleasant surprise and she decided to milk it of all the information she could before she'd return it to its rightful owner. Bulma zeroed in on the passages that had any detailing of the time he had killed a Pokemon at the Cerulean City Water Carnival.

(The announcer had said the competition was open to all fighters. Me, being the hothead that I am, couldn't wait for my turn, however, when that trainer unleashed my opponent I knew I was dead. The thing wrapped me in its massive arms and I blinded him to get free. I should have left it at that but no, that old Saiyan pride rose up and I had to fire off a Big Bang and kill the thing. My five-year-old boy was witness to that horror and the battle that followed. Worst of all was the very end after the free-for-all fight, which I didn't start. Police officials surrounded the ring and grabbed me as if I had been the cause of then entire thing! They threw me into their little truck-which I could have broken out of, but I didn't want to send that kind of message to my kid. The police hauled me off to jail, fingerprinted me then threw me into a dark cell. It was my Frieza days returning to haunt me. After going ballistic for a time, I settled down. I swear I heard my momma, the queen, and her voice telling me that she was with me and everything would be all right. With that, I fell asleep. I was awakened later by a loud voice telling me that I had been sprung. I found I had been bailed out by two of the supreme members of the Z circus ring-to whom I will forever be indebted. Piccolo let me crash at his place that night. My employer called me with an emergency off planet to which I would have to immediately report the following morning. I told the two to let chibi Vegeta know I had to go, then I left to clear away a planet in the Orion Galaxy).

He had been humiliated by what he had done? The day Trunks had showed her the video of the incident he looked as if he had enjoyed it. Perhaps she had misread his facial expression. It wasn't hard with him; he hardly registered any emotion around her. His journal showed otherwise. She read about the episode with a creature known as Majin Buu and how the prince had allowed a being called Babidi to take his mind and body over so that Vegeta could fight Goku as his ruthless Saiyan self with no feelings or remorse for his actions. She also read that due to the control of Babidi, the prince had destroyed parts of the stadium and killed hundreds.

"So, that's what happened that day of the Tournament? Vegeta had been trying to incite Goku into fighting him. Oh, Vegeta, why couldn't you share this with me? I was your wife for goodness sake," she said to herself and kept reading.

She had gotten to the part when Bura had been born and his reaction to a baby girl. (She's one of the most precious things I'd ever seen, aside from my sister, Kayla, my daughter, Teresahan, and my best friend, Ceraina, that is! Females were scarce on my planet, so now being the sire of another one makes me feel as if there is nothing I won't do for my little princesses. My prince is growing strong and handsome, like his dad. Mom, as with Trunks' birth, was left just hanging by a thread. I went to go see her and found Chichi, Kakarrot and Yamcha all in the room with her. Chichi scolded me for not being present during the birth then told Kakarrot they had to be going. I told Yamcha he had better vacate as well if he knew what was good for him. He left the room but I knew he was watching as I shared my energy with my mate, although things had been falling apart ever since that Water Carnival incident. Trunks was the only reason I was staying around, now I had my daughter. After I had felt Bulma begin to stabilize, I went in search of my princess. Like her brother fourteen years prior, she announced her presence with powerful lungs. She would be Super Saiyan a lot sooner than Vegeta, that was a certainty. I located the nursery, spoke in my native Saiyago for the tot to simmer down, then I reached to hold her. Her tail curled around me and I melted. This one was gonna be my complete downfall and turn me inside out. I asked the nurse to clean her but the woman shied away. My baby was a powerhouse; I definitely felt that fact so I took her to care for her until Bulma had regained her strength).

So he had raised Bura just like the nurse had said that he did and Trunks had confirmed the fact. She also found out that he had named her Cilvanti as her Saiyan name and that the baby had loved the name. She read about how he would take the kids off planet to a place called Minerva and had introduced them to his other three children. Other three children? She had read that he had had two sons, but where had the third one come form. There they had learned about the Creator of the Universe, the One True God of all. Then she came to the passage that had ended their entire existence as a Romeo and Juliet type couple. The after Christmas that she had thrown him out.

(Vegeta and I had just returned home from a wrecking mission on a planet called Millroth-9. Emanu, my employer, says that it's prime real estate. His niece had also come on the assignment. Our friendship is very deep and I still have the feeling that I've met her before. We stopped off on Minervasei to shop for the females and so that I could see my eldest children, whom I try to see as often as I can. I found a beautiful doll and accessories for daddy's girl. My son's into vid games, so I burned a few titles for Kakarrot's brat and my own. For the mother of these two warriors, I have purchased Minervan jewelry, a few items of which I gave Rainami-my nickname for her. Every time I'm with that little minx, the ground beneath me trembles and I feel myself cave into a weakness no other female I had known had evoked from me, not even the mother of my brats. Don't know why I'm bothering to buy that one gifts. After the failed first attempt to give that miserable piece of humanity a gift, I vowed never to do so again. My heart still breaks whenever I think about that night. She had been so upset at chicken guts not remembering her day of birth, so she went out with Kakarrot and his woman. I wanted to see her smile and have something to salvage the day, so I located the mateship gold collar Mommatanna-Vegeta Ou's mother-had given to me to give to my mate. I broke a good size piece off, melted it down with my ki, then I formed it into a necklace. I knew she had hundreds but I thought mine would be special. I thought it would mean something to her. I found it the next day in trash. I was shattered. Like an egg, my heart had been crushed. I had just been coming out of my arrogance, pride and myself, then I saw that and it sent me right back in. I vowed then never to give her anything that remotely resembled a gift and that I'd only share my inner most being with my offspring, my rival turned best friend and my blast partner. I also promised myself that the only female besides my daughters that would ever receive anything from me would be Ceraina whom I went to go see. She has a way of calming me down whenever I fly into a dangerous rage.

(Nonetheless, Vegeta and I returned to Earth, dropped Raina off, went to CC, hid the gifts in the gravity trainer then went in search of the females. The second we entered, we had to dodge and catch flying objects and a bombardment of curses aimed more towards me and not my son. Vegeta then went to find his sister and that's when Bulma told me to get out of her life and also that I'd never see the kids again. I was shocked. I took a deep breath to steady myself and to keep from blasting her, every which way but lose then I asked to see Bura, the baby. She told me to just go. I slowly made my way to the gravity trainer via the outside entrance, as the inside entrance would have taken me passed the kids' rooms. I felt him the second I stepped out the door. Felt his black eyes staring at me. I wanted to look at him but the hurt was too great. He was, after all, her oldest and dearest friend. I entered the room and I felt sure that he would enter behind me. My blood raced with heightened anticipation of seeing him float through that open entryway. I was holding up pretty well... Until I saw them enter. I hadn't wanted to see them at that time. I wanted him and him alone at that moment. It was a Saiya-jin thing and the kids would never understand. I lost whatever emotion I had never shared openly or allowed myself to experience, except in the presence of my blast partner, Ceraina. My eyes became waterfalls and I collapsed onto the floor and wailed like a baby. The kids entered and tried to comfort me. I was far too distraught at the thought of having to part with them. Then he entered. I heard Vegeta tell him that I was in no mood to spar with him and for him to leave us. I had to bite back the whimper of distress that dismissal caused but I didn't want to even acknowledge the fact, not on this property and not in front of my kids. He replied that he wanted to help but that I wouldn't let anyone other that my kids into my world. Well, I hadn't admitted him into my world was what he had said. I had to concede. He had now seen what a weakling I was and the evidence of the years of sorrow, hurt and despair that was just beginning to break forth from being enclosed so long in my being. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. He then read my mind and was not surprised at what had transpired. If it hadn't of been for pride and the presence of my children, I would have allowed him to wrap his arms about me just for comfort sake. No matter, I'll go see Rainami and allow her to do what he cannot at this time.

(After I had distributed the gifts that Vegeta and I had purchased, I told them to go inside and that I would be all right. Kakarrot told them that he would assist me in finding a place and that he would train Vegeta while he trained his own son. The kids left, I locked up the gravity trainer then Kakarrot and I went our separate ways. I got back into my spacecraft, fired it up and went to Minervasei after I stopped off and picked up my blast partner. Before this incident, I had been staying away from CC and that female for lengths at a time and the very reason was the black-eyed minx I was going to retrieve.)

Bulma couldn't believe what she was reading! He had been seeing another woman while he lived with and bedded her. She felt her stomach rise into her throat. Nonetheless, she noticed that there was a huge gap between entries and his next entry was during her time in Europe where he had written that her mother had invited him over to be with the kids. He had also written that he had located a beautiful mansion in the area where the kids attended school. Kakarrot, Emanu, his construction workers and the prince himself had relocated the mansion to a desert wilderness island and were converting the mansion into a castle fit for the Royal Prince of Vegetasei. (Raina and I are gonna do the interior decorating.) He had written quite extensively about his blast partner. Oh, the nerve of him! Now, she knew why when he said he had been given a blasting assignment off planet and he would never return with the other construction workers-not that she knew any of the ones he worked with as he kept his life as away from her as possible. She did ascertain that he had deep feelings for this blast partner of his. Grr, just let her meet that little hussy, she'd show her a thing or two!

(Momma Briefs told me her daughter was away; this is the only way I'm writing now. Am over at Capsule Corp with my offspring. My palace will soon be ready for my young prince, little princess and roommate. Yes, I've decided to lend Rainami a room as it is getting so we cannot be separate from one another. Plus, my children are not gonna be raised as weak willed humans! They are Saiya's children, of my blood and body! Only a strong being is capable of raising the children of Vegeta. Kakarrot had been hanging around me lately as I had to ensure he would keep a lid on having found how weak and vulnerable I could be. Since that night she threw me out of her life, my emotions had been surfacing nearly at the drop of a hat. Kakarrot and Goten stay with me, which is why I must get Trunks and the princess so that I could raise her as a Saiyan female with a tough exterior like her dad and a soggy interior like her brother.
Rainami has also promised to aid in raising the offspring with me. God, she feels so Saiyan to me but I'm afraid to ask her as I know the truth.

Took my household to Planet Minerva for the Celebration of the One True God and to see my other offspring. The Minervans don't believe in multiple deities but that just one God created the Universe and all in it. They have taught me about Him and the Son He had given to creation as a sacrifice for the downfall of creation so that creation could have a way to return to the heart of its loving Creator. They asked to teach the children and I said yes. I'll be the first Saiyan monarch who follows the belief in just One God. Notwithstanding, took Kakarrot and Goten so the boys could spar with one another, however, I wonder if our boys really spar? Whenever they return, they have wide smiles on their faces and their arms around one another's shoulders. Kakarrot and I also spar and Ceraina trains the princess as she refused to be left out. She's not even a full Saiyan year old as yet but is already a Super Saiyan! I knew she'd reach the goal younger than Vegeta had done-he had been eight when he transformed and for him it was a game)!

So, that's why, after she had thrown him out that the kids had turned on her. Finding he had been with another woman all the times he had told her he had been off planet working just took the cake! She remembered how the kids had absolutely hated Jeff and with good reason but she couldn't see it. However, they had seemed to accept the new woman in his life! He must have threatened them with their very existence if they didn't. She had noticed that times they should have been home from school, they would never show up. She'd go to get them from school, but was always told that their dad had gotten them and taken them with him. Why had she never known that side of him existed? She would love to have known the prince's tenderer side not just the tenderness he'd shown during lovemaking. She was also curious as to why her baby daughter had been thrown out of school but that fact had not been chronicled. She may have to ask him but then he would find that she had read his secret thoughts and that she found out just what a sensitive being he actually was. However, having read about this new female and his feelings to her began to gnaw at Bulma much like an open sore that had been dashed accidentally with salt. Also, the fact that he had three other children not born of a female. She'd have to confront him about. Face it, Bulma, you weren't to his liking.