Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (BOOK 2) ❯ RESCUE MISSION ( Chapter 19 )

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CHAPTER XXI

RESCUE MISSION

Vegeta stayed with his mother until he heard her softly purring in slumber. Ceraina lay against his shoulder and she echoed the soft sound the queen made. Vegeta gently repositioned his mate, slowly rose to his feet and took her to his chamber. After he had removed her slipper boots, he lay her on the king sized futon and covered her deep purple clad being with the cranberry colored satin sheets that adorned his bed, then threw a heavy light blue blanket over her for added warmth. She stirred after he had lain her down but she settled. He leaned and kissed her on the cheek then went to leave.

"Vegetami, come," she whispered in a sleep-laden voice. "Be with me."

He looked down at her. She was ethereal in appearance. Her long dark lashes caressed the area under her eyes the way his fingers were itching to. Her lips, he knew from experience, were as soft as rose petals and tasted of berrycynths, the first gift he had ever given her. As he gazed at her, his mind was thrown back to that day. The day a Saiyan five-year-old prince had done the unthinkable and entered the royal gardens to obtain an offering for a third class warrior's brat.

He sat in his tutoring session with his new tutor, Earan Humizu, who was to tutor him in the areas of math and astronomy. His mind was not on the lesson being presented but on his sparring partner whom he had blasted a few days earlier. He just knew he had sent her into the next dimension. He knew he shouldn't have given a rat's ass, but he had grown to like the little firebrand. She was more of a challenge than that first female he had chosen and more fun to be with. She was rated a warrior third class but the power she displayed to him made her elite material. She had asked him to keep her power a secret and he assured her that he would.

"I hope she's all right," he had muttered unconsciously.

"Who, your highness?" Earan had asked out of curiosity not really expecting a reply.

"None of your business! Are we finished here?" the prince asked in a sharp tone and Earan nodded, gathered his books then left.

"My niece, Ceraina's okay, sir, if that's what you're wondering. She was just knocked unconscious," the tutor said and had just exited the tutoring hall when a chi blast was hurled towards him.

"Imbecile! Third class scum, not even fit to wipe my face," Vegeta scowled but then he smirked. 'I'm glad you're all right, Ceraina,' he thought to himself.

He left the tutoring hall and flew down the castle corridor towards his chamber and slightly beyond it where a door was located. The chibi prince opened the door and disappeared to the other side on, behind which was located a beautiful garden. The garden was manufactured, as Vegetasei was a blood red planet with a heavy gravity, so the garden was in an enclosed environment to keep the plants from being crushed. In the garden grew a perfusion of flowers and plants; however, there were only two that were native to Vegetasei. They were called the berrycynth and the honeydendron and grew in various colors; the most beautiful of which were the multi-hued variety. It's colors included reds, pinks, golds and lavenders and the petals were as soft as the material the Saiya-jin uniform was sewn from, which itself felt like silk.

Nonetheless, the young prince walked through the garden and picked the most beautiful and perfect buds, then he left the garden after he had picked as much as his little hand could hold, and flew off towards the training center. He landed, and then snaked his way to an address he had lifted from the files in the secretary's office. He located the dwelling and gasped at its appearance. He double-checked the address. It was correct, but third class Saiya-jin didn't live in such finery, unless these Humizu's had friends in high places. He'd sort it out later, for now, he wanted to see Ceraina. He flew to an open window and peered in. He melted at the sight of her all bruised and slightly burnt. 'Grr, why...No, she's just third class trash, remember that,' the prince thought to himself then he went to sit on the window ledge. 'Riiiight. That's why you have a bouquet of berrycynths and honeydendrons in your hand and are sitting on her window ledge,' the prince's inner self argued with his logic.

She turned her head and her face lit up. "Vegeta!" she exclaimed.

"Shh, baka, I don't want the whole planet to know I'm here! I'll be killed for sure! Here, these are for you", he said and handed her the flowers.

He'd never forget the look of joy on her little face when he presented the small token to her. He'd seen some kind of liquid fall from her eyes as she took the bouquet. He lifted a finger to touch the moisture and stopped then folded his arms but he couldn't shake the emotion he had just seen in her.

"You'd better go before we do something that will drastically shorten our life spans," she had said.

He'd nodded, said he'd see what he could do to see her the following day, then he was hit with the thought to share his energy with her. Why was he doing this? Her parents were third class and he shouldn't want to be here, much less sharing his energy with her! But here he was and here he sneaked every day during her recovery. He'd bring her a bouquet with every visit. He liked coming to see her as much as she seemed to like his being there. Then one day his sister had caught him! He had to take her with him to assure his secret was kept. He was surprised at how fast they had become friends. After Ceraina had recovered, the chibi prince would go to the training center and he would bring his sibs where Ceraina would do what Lissa had been chosen for and actually train Kayla.

Vegeta brought himself back to the present and nodded. 'I'll be back, mi amour, after I check on Kakarrot,' he told his mate via telepathy then he teleported into the treatment room where he found Onya, Kayla, Goten, Trunks and Gohan. The group turned and looked pointedly at the prince. Chichi was present as well.

"What the hell did you do to him, Vegeta? I know you hate him but I never thought you hated him enough to burn him!" Chichi ranted, her voice pitched very high.

"Would I be here if I had done this to him?" Vegeta countered.

"Who knows what you'd do, you demented little alien dog!" the dark haired female snarled.

Vegeta bristled but would not let her see how her barb had stung him. The others in the room gasped and prepared for a blast. "I would never do that to my mate!" the prince retorted then kicked himself the second he realized what he had said.

"What? Y-your-!" Chichi started but could not get a word passed her lips.

"You didn't hear that! Celerion, how is he?" the prince asked the medic as he walked over to the tank.

Chichi's eyes were riveted on the Saiyan monarch. Something was different about him, but what was it? She had known that his hair had grown but now there was something else. It hit her when Gohan walked over to stand beside the prince and she saw that Vegeta's head was above Gohan's shoulder. How had he grown so much? Gohan was nearly as tall as Goku who stood at 6'4" himself! No, it couldn't be? Then her eyes moved to where Trunks and her youngest, Goten stood together. Trunks held Goten as if he were comforting the younger boy. However, she saw that Trunks' hand was on Goten's tail and he was twining her son's tail through his fingers and vice versa. She'd only seen males and females do that to one another. She had done it to Fuyung before they coupled! Then she observed Trunks do something that made her want to heave. The younger Saiyan prince framed Goten's face with his opposite hand, caressed her boy's lips with his thumb then leaned and placed his own lips to those of Goten's!

Horrified, Chichi stormed over to the boys and forcefully ripped them apart then threw Trunks out of the treatment room. "How dare you touch my son in such a perverted manner, you little prick! Take your sick little hormones and stay away from my baby!" she snarled and the elder prince turned from his own brother bond mate.

"Chichi, quiet woman! This is a hospital, you know!" Vegeta pointed out then looked over to where his son stood by the door. Goten had ran off to a corner and sank to the floor in tears then it hit the elder prince. Momma didn't know! After all the months of being with the Saiyan tribe, she had just seen that their sons were an item. Vegeta looked at her with hard cold eyes. Turning to his son, Vegeta told the boy to take Goten to his room.

"My prince, I thought this was Fuyung's mate, what's she doing here?" Onya asked her prince, her onyx eyes hard on Chichi.

"That is the breeder of your grandsons. She doesn't know about the aperture and she has no need to," Vegeta nodded and looked down his nose at Chichi.

"What is it you don't think I need to know about that your son perverted my perfect little man? I always wondered why Goku left me and took my baby to live out in the desert with you of all beings! Did you pervert my Goku as your son so obviously has done my son?" Chichi snarled.

Vegeta hissed then indicated going out of the treatment room to continue the discussion. Vegeta led Chichi out of the room to sitting room on the first floor of the palace. Kayla stayed with her mate. Once behind the closed door, the prince struck his familiar pose, Onya sat on the floor but Chichi stood challenging the royal Saiyan.

"First off, woman, you are here with us because that bonehead Fuyung has developed some sort of interest in you. I can't understand why but then he did lose his mate when our home had been destroyed. Second, my son did not pervert Kakarrot's as you claim but it happened of its own accord. During their young teen years, the Earth females they had been dating had rejected them. Trageta, like me, didn't care in the least that a weakling had rejected him but I understand that Goten took rejection very hard. Trunks invited Goten to a movie and they sat in a dark corner. They were fourteen and fifteen but went to an adult movie because they appeared older than their actual ages.

"Goten, from what I've been told, was in a very blue mood, so Trunks wanted to cheer him up. As my son watched the movie, the couple on the screen began kissing and my son asked Goten if he had ever been kissed like that. Goten said that the girl he'd been seeing wouldn't even let him hold her hand. My son still had lavender hair at the time, so he wasn't exactly the most masculine looking thing in town. I wasn't on the planet much during their stage and neither was I interested but I should have been. If I had been, I would have sent Trunks off planet to Minerva. I only recently found out about it myself," Vegeta, the elder, sighed in a wistful manner.

"And you're okay with it? Those are two boys who should be with two girls not each other!" Chichi hissed. "Maybe that's why the girls broke up with them. No female wants to date a dandy Randy!"

"I'm not gonna pretend that I don't know what you mean," Vegeta drew a deep breath and expelled it in a heavy sigh. "Sit down, the explanation will take awhile," the prince said and Chichi sat down. The prince began to explain about the open male, the development of the aperture when a young Saiyan male reached the age of thirteen-in the years of Earth. How the male's required to stay away from other males until he reached age 21-all measured in Earth years-and how the aperture remained open if it was tampered with during any part of that stage in a Saiyan male's development. He told her that his son had initiated the physical side of the mating as a birthday present to Goten.

Chichi sat open mouthed in disgust and disbelief. "My son and yours? God created females for that function, not males! Do you have one of these openings?" she spat out in loathing.

Vegeta threw his head into the air, his stance one of prideful arrogance. "Yes, I have and that's why Miss Saturna rejected me. She has no open males in her family so could not deal with the fact that the one who had chosen her was such a being. Kakarrot has one as well," the prince said and made a pretend study of his non-gloved right hand.

Chichi choked. "What! No, no, you're lying! I was married to Goku for several years he never told me he had such a horrid blemish. I don't believe you!"

"Of course you wouldn't. Tell me, then why did he spend more time at CC sparring with me than he ever did in the mountains with you and the boys after his return to this plane? Why, after he had left you did you see him twice a year for a month at a time? I'll tell you. He sensed me and I sensed him. Oh, I knew I was attached to that blue haired shrew but after she had kept after me to get a job of some sort and I finally did, I had the excuse I wanted to get away from her. I was aware of your mate from the second I battled him on my first visit to this little mud ball but I fought to suppress such a weakness. After I had obtained the job that other female had begged me to find, I met someone new," the prince admitted.

Chichi's eyes widened in disbelief. "You had an affair? Did Bulma know?"

"Oh, please, I wasn't stupid and I never brought my lady around to CC. I had my own place but it wasn't this one. I suppose that she did since I barely slept with her and it was fourteen years between offspring. After she had tossed me to the curb, Kakarrot had found me at my weakest. I had gone to the gravity trainer to deal with what had happened in my own way. I had sensed Kakarrot in the vicinity and I wanted him to join me in he trainer. If the kids hadn't of shown up, I would have been with the only other full Saiyan at the time. When the kids had entered the gravity room, I let the emotions show that I never let show in the open. Kakarrot caught me. Trunks had told him I was not fit to be seen but he knew otherwise. He said he wanted to help but that I only allowed the kids into my world. Fearing that he'd let everyone know what a weakling I was, I let him into my world. I went to tell him about being tossed but I couldn't so he read my mind. I purposely kept thoughts of my mate out of my mind until I was ready for that to be known. I left the planet with Ceraina, who was my femme amour, and then I found this place. Kakarrot and Goten moved in not soon after as did my blast partner. I made sure to have my brats as often as possible. When I had to work, my partner would watch the kids but she also watched Kakarrot and myself when I thought we were being inconspicuous.

"My mate and the kids knew it before he and I even acknowledged the other was alive in the same proximity. It was only after Ceraina had been sent away that I began to actually become attuned to what Kakarrot meant to me. I kept advances secret and to a minimum. Then came the day he had to be carried in from a sparring match with the other Z warriors and he was in a very bad way. After the others had lain him on a sofa, I ordered them out, told the kids to go to their rooms so that I could tend to Kakarrot in my own way. After Ispan-12, I had been badly drained of energy, so I told Kakarrot that I needed his body heat to warm me. Although I was in and out of consciousness, I knew what he was doing. I also knew of his secret fantasy featuring the two of us. I gave myself to him that night calling an end to the time for games and teasing," the prince concluded.

Chichi jumped to her feet, her fist raised in strike position and lunged at the prince. Vegeta caught her fist as well as the other one, then blocked her kicks. After that, she dissolved into a puddle of tears. "How, could you? How could you do such a thing to one of the most beautiful male creatures I'd ever known? And my baby, oh, God, how can I deal with that sort of thing? He prefers his own gender to mine," the dark haired former mate/mother wailed in agony. "What have I done to deserve this?"

"Try the fact that you're a loudmouth, overbearing, maniacal shrew who ain't been beat enough. I swear that if either you or that blue haired hussy had been on the home planet with the way you two act, you'd be dinner! Now, I suggest you return to your second family, Onya and Kayla will be with Kakarrot and I have my own female mate to care for. After that brief run in with Frieza that landed mi amour in that condition, I am in no mood to be nice. Goodnight, female, and if you don't like how we live, you can just pack your things and leave! I didn't invite you here in the first place and I've never really liked you, in particular!" the prince spat, nodded to Onya then left the sitting room.

Vegeta was too upset to return to his chamber and his waiting mate so he went straight to the gymnasium where he sat on the weight bench, grabbed the reigns and began pulling in a right-left-right combination until he lost himself in the rhythm of his exercise.


She knew he had not come to bed, which was what had awakened her in the first place. She got up off the bed, took off her bathrobe, opened one of the drawers where he kept his training giis. She noted they were of every shade she'd ever seen, then caught a billfold that said 'For Rainami' on the outside of it. He couldn't have known that she was returning to the planet, so when had he obtained these? She opened the billfold and took out one of the capsules. It had a date on it from four years ago! Popping the top, she tossed it and out popped a wrapped package. The paper was gold and shined like the sun of the planet. She noticed a card attached. She took the card, opened it and read it. A smile touched her delicate features as she read her prince's neat hand.

'Rainami, I can't begin to tell you what I feel when I'm with you but if love feels like floating in outer space without a ship, then I've felt that since the day we met. I never really wanted to be with any female the way I want to be with you. I still have the feeling that we have met some place before, you're much too strong to be a human as you claim, but I won't hound you about being a Saiyan any more. I love you just for who you are. This is just a token of my affection. I can now give you the things I hadn't been able to before because of that mate thing I had with the Earth-jin. She tossed me out, NBD. You know I always come to you regardless. Well, mi amour, I just want you to know that I love you and you've always been my special one. I wish you luck wherever your uncle felt he had to send you.

Your Prince, always, Vegeta no Ouji, Prince of the Saiya-jin'

The young Saiyan female had to bite back the tears she felt well in her black eyes, then she tore open the package and found nestled within tissue paper the color of Vegetasei a beautiful training outfit the color of the Earthen sky mixed with gold. Withdrawing the outfit, she removed her night dress and put on the training gi, located her own white boots-she had moved into her prince's chamber while he had been off planet-put them on then felt for her mate's ki. Locating it, she smiled then teleported to his location.

She was transfixed as she watched his lean strong hands cut into the air then he kicked at an invisible enemy. Well, she knew who that enemy was. He was the scourge of the universe that had obliterated those of the Saiya-jin race that had not left the home planet and nearly killed Commander Kakarrot. Of those who had not been among the refugees was her mother. Letucia had gone back to the house because she had forgotten something Ceraina couldn't remember. She never returned and the ship took off without her. Ceraina was a Saiyan five-year-old at the time and her two younger brothers had been born not long before their departure from the planet. She knew she would have to assist in raising them but then, her dad's two brothers had survived, as had their mates, so they would also help raise the little ones as well as her two elder brothers.

Nonetheless, Ceraina watched her prince and every move he made took her breath away. She could watch him for hours even though she had seen many of the moves hundreds of times before; each time was a new experience. She giggled as a thought struck her. She had a wild reckless streak in her from her childhood that never left her, especially when around this particular male creature. She left her hiding space and... Blocked his next kick.


He felt his leg make contact with something solid but he would not open his eyes to investigate. He inhaled and cocked his head in consideration. This was not the same one who had invaded his space nearly four months ago. No, this one had the scent of berrycynths about but Cilvanti was in dreamland with her little brother, so it could not be her. Lowering his leg, he reached forward and felt his bare hand taken in a light hold then hot air on his knuckles. This did cause him to open his eyes. His heart dropped out of place at the site of her barely holding his hand and his fingers pressed to her rose petal lips. His concentration deserted him as he watched the minx draw closer to him, stop then smile into his eyes. Yanking his hand from her grasp, Vegeta folded his arms and struck his familiar pose.

"I-I thought you were asleep," was more a statement rather than a question.

"I got hungry, my prince. Shall we hunt?" she purred and kissed his satin skinned shoulder.

Truth to tell, he hadn't had a thing since breakfast the day she arrived. A late meal sounded wonderful. He looked at her and noticed that she had changed. He smirked. Besides, if he was carrying, as he suspected, he should eat more than he did on average.

"So, you found it. It wears well on you. Come, my one, let's get some food," he said, took her hand, flew to a window that he opened then they flew into the wee morning hours.


It was often said that in space no one could hear you scream. Well, it was certainly true for a planet called Templer-7. It was a planet much like Planet Vegeta had been in its blood red color. Its gravity was high and the locals were non-combatant, preferring peace to anything else. They had done nothing to deserve the punishment they had been dealt. A huge circular craft had landed on the planet and several strange beings emerged. There was a pigmy white smooth headed thing and a taller metallic being near the pigmy's twin. Another white horned being that was twice as large as the first. Another being that was green and had the appearance of an insect, then there was a strange pink blob thing with two legs, arms and a point on his head, who was about the same height as the white pigmy even if a little stocky. All, except the pink child-sized being, had long reptilian tails. The locals could tell these beings meant them harm but they were powerless to do anything.

The small alien demanded that the prince of the planet was to be handed over to him and he promised to leave them in peace, but the inhabitants refused. "If you don't hand him over, I will exterminate this weak little backward planet and everyone of you little bug eyed creatures," the short white smooth headed alien rasped in an effeminate voice.

"You can kill us all but we will never hand over our prince to the likes of you!" one of the inhabitants snarled at the enemy.

This enemy had little patience and often took what he wanted. He sent scouts to the royal palace to search for the royals but the scouts returned a negative report.

"Fine! If that's the way these little insects want to play... Everyone to the ship!" the pigmy ordered and every being with the small thing returned to the large circular craft.

Once on board, the little white being teleported outside the ship and ignited the tip of his index finger with a tiny red dot. Laughing maniacally, the ball at the end of the being's finger grew, then he tossed it into the planet. The being and all his underlings and travel partners watched as the ball impacted with the planet then destroyed it in a matter of minutes.

"Oh, that was glorious! Stupendous! I haven't seen anything so gorgeous since I destroyed that barrel of monkeys nearly thirty years ago!" the little being laughed as he returned to his ship.

"That was a good show, Lord Frieza. Maybe the next planet won't be so stubborn," a very tall blue skinned being with green hair and yellow eyes remarked.

"How right you are, Turbon. The universe will once again fear the name of Frieza," the little being snorted.


"Vegeta, come in! I have a UFO on screen coming from Sector 87, Quadrant 56. You'd better come have a look," a voice sounded over the prince's scouter.

Vegeta and Ceraina had just completed their meal and had positioned themselves to spar when the transmission was made. Sighing heavily, the royal couple took hold of one another and Instant Transmissioned back to the palace and straight into the Radar Room.

"May Day! May Day! I'm taking a chance! Please respond!" a panicked voice sounded.

"Parsnip, on screen!" the prince ordered and the Saiyan store keep pressed a button to bring the caller on screen. "Identify yourself."

"I am King Togar of Templer-7. I have my wife and forty-eight of my five hundred fifty children with me. Our planet has been destroyed by some white demon from a nightmare. Can you help us? He may be following us this instant!" King Togar shrieked.

"On our way, your majesty!" Vegeta responded, flew from the Radar Room with his mate at his heels.

"Outusan, where are you going?" Trunks asked the elder.

"Rescue mission! Come if you can reach me before I lift off!" the elder prince retorted as he and Ceraina headed for the desert landing area.

Vegeta threw out the capsule that contained his Outusan's craft and before the smoke cleared and he entered the ship, he glanced around and noticed several of his people surrounded him. Nodding, they all boarded the craft, Vegeta programmed the coordinates then he told his warriors to buckle in. In a split second, the craft went from lift off to light speed in an eyeblink. In less than an Earth hour, the prince was beside the craft from Templer-7, as Vegeta had used the IT to hasten their destination then Vegeta teleported to the other ship.

"I'm Prince Vegeta. My ship will link with yours and we'll tow you to our planet. My ship can make any journey in an instant!" Vegeta nodded, told his son to link the ships then speed back to Earth.

Once the crafts landed, the Templerians exited their craft then the Saiya-jin exited their own and Vegeta stored both crafts.

"Thank you, sir. We are in your debt," King Togar said as they flew back to Little Vegeta.

"My honor to do so. So, what sent you running from that far out in the universe? I had no idea there was even life that far out!" Vegeta said, amazed at the insect humanoid like being who almost instantly picked up the Saiyan language to communicate.

King Togar and his family of fifty-including himself-wore protective suits that maintained the kind of gas they breathed. They had butterfly type wings that were surprisingly strong although they appeared delicate. The king told the Saiya-jin about his planet.

"We were a peaceful people and made little if any noise. We never sought out to start wars and our defenses served us. We can adapt to any environment within a day of exposure and have made some contact with planets much like this one where oxygen is breathed. On Templer, we breathed a mix of oxygen and carbon," Togar explained."

"You should have no trouble here, then. Much of the air is carbon," Vegeta laughed, as he was amazed at how nasty and black the city was compared to his little corner of heaven.

"We will analyze the planet but we cannot be here long. Some how, I'll murder that white demon for destroying my seat of power! Before we left the planet's orbit, I heard that beast order that the prince of the planet be brought to him then he would leave. There was no way I would ever hand my eldest over to a fiend like him! He was a horrible creature no bigger than a spit but he had an awesome power emitting from him," it was the queen, Tilgeria, who gave that explanation.

"They were hideous. The small one looked somewhat metallic but the bigger one of those two was made of metal. There was a great big horned thing but he didn't do much. The three had red lips and talked with female voices. There was a green colored bug thin with scaly skin. Those four had tails, then there was a pink blob looking thing but he looked like a little kid," one of the children put in her offering.

The Saiya-jin halted mid-flight and looked slack jawed at one another. "Vegeta! You don't think...?" it was Sagion-a warrior found in South America, remarked.

"I don't think, Sagion, I know. He's starting again. I can't let him do this again. It's wrong and disturbs harmony and balance. No more, Frieza! I'll not let you do to any other race what you did to the Saiya-jin, Tsuria-jin and Rockaria-jin! C'mon, we've go a major battle to prepare for!" Vegeta sounded in near hysteria.

"Who are you talking about, your highness?" King Togar shrugged.

"The being that attacked your planet is called Frieza, the metal one is called Cooler. The large white thing is King Cold. The green insect is Cell and the pink blob kid thing is Kid Majin Buu. All are planet blasters who take out planets just for fun!" Vegeta snarled.

"How do you know?" Tilgeria asked in wonder.

"I used to be one of that white pervert's slaves! He took over my people, destroyed our pride! He humiliated us beyond what was natural and destroyed my home!" Vegeta had lost it then flew off from the crowd as he felt his power rise. Ceraina was in his dust trail.

" What's with him?" the other alien monarch remarked.

"Frieza makes my dad crazy. He tortured my dad and made him the hard alien creature he had been when he first visited Earth. C'mon, you'll need a place to sleep and food," Trunks signaled to the guests to follow him to the palace.

Vegeta could feel himself beginning to transform so he landed in a mountainous area when sharp pain radiated through his entire being. He looked around and found that his lush tail had been grabbed and none too gently. "Cer-Ceraina... L-let go!"

" No, Vegetami. Control it. Breathe deeply and concentrate the power within to a point then let it go," a light voice cooed and the hold on his tail loosened but didn't disappear entirely. Instead, it became more of a caress.

This action calmed him considerably and he followed what she had told him. Vegeta closed his eyes, took deep breaths and focused his energy then he felt intense heat surround him which continued to gain in strength.

"I'll protect you, mi amour. I won't let that white devil hurt you or our people ever again," Ceraina cooed into her prince's ear as she continued to stroke his massive tail.

"Why do I let that fiend make me so crazy? I have more power than any male Saiya-jin in existence but still just the thought of him throws me back to the days when I was his slave. He had threatened to destroy my home if I didn't kowtow to his every demand and whim, but there was never any pleasing that thing. He took my home and my Outusan away from me. Even when he had Zarbon attack me to provide him with pleasure, he was never satisfied! I wish I could forget. I wish that it never happened! I wish that devil's spawn never existed," the prince's tears fell silently and splashed onto his femme amour's blue/gold clad arm.

'What is this? Tears from the no Ouji? This cannot be the same scrap of monkey flesh who was squirted from Sunrissa, the strongest female ever to grace Planet Vegeta?!' a stern voice sounded in Vegeta's head yet it was a plain as if the being talking was standing right in front of him.

"O-Outusan? Where are you? I can hear you," the prince whispered.

'Of course, you can. I've watched you grow over the years and when I felt you had things under control, I left and only checked on you from time to time. What ails my prince?' the voice, which belonged to Vegeta's Outusan, Vegeta Ou responded.

"Frieza is back in the physical dimension. He's destroying planets and taking young princes for his pleasure," Vegeta tried not to let his grief show in front of the king.

'That is not what the real problem is. Tell me, boy. You know I can't hurt you from here,' King Vegeta commanded.

Vegeta stood up, drew himself to the fullness of his new height, swallowed his sorrow, struck his familiar arrogant pose and responded. "I'm afraid, your majesty, and I'm a weakling! The son of a third class Saiyan, named Kakarrot, has surpassed me at every level. Battles that should have been my victories turned out to be his. I have tried my damnedest to destroy him but it is he who has destroyed me and caused me to fall in love with him. I also show my emotions at the drop of a hat," the prince informed his sire, who then fell silent.

Suddenly there was the sound of deep laughter. 'I don't believe it! After all this time, she's beaten me again and this time I can do nothing about it! Vegeta, I'm proud of you and I always have been. I know you have heard the contrary and that was because weakness was frowned upon, especially in the ruling class. My Outusan would have had a galaxy if he had found out about your mother. I'm thankful he died before I was out of my stage so that I could mate with Sunnyri, your mother, and a male warrior, who was my best friend. She was correct and I only now have the strength to admit such. One must use their emotions to attain the unattainable. I have recently looked in on you. I heard you that night you were aboard my ship when you told me that you were not like me. Son, you are like me, in more ways than you can imagine. It was only outwardly that I appeared as the tough as nails Saiya-jin king but on the inside, I was all goo! I hated having Frieza order me to do this and that but I held my emotions until I was with Sunnyri. She was my port. When she was carrying the twins, I knew she had become very sick and her energy was being absorbed in massive amounts. I was about to go to her but you were there. You were giving your energy to her and I would not disturb that for the world. I knew you would run to her and after she had calmed you and put you to bed, I would go to her. Vegeta, that girl who is behind you? That is not the one you had chosen to train Kayla, is she?' the king's voice changed the subject.

Prince Vegeta instinctively reached for his mate and he took her in an embrace. "No, sire, she is not. This is Ceraina Humizu, niece to my last tutor, Earan Humizu. She was the reason I asked to go to the training center. She, like momma, is a third class Saiyan, but I love her with every cell in my structure," the prince smiled into his femme amour's eyes, traced her lips with his thumb then placed his lips against hers. Without breaking the kiss, Vegeta said, "She's mine. I wish that you could be here, poppa. I can't rule Saiya alone."

'Never alone, my son. Ceraina is so like Sunnyri it's unreal! I see she has that tail your grandmothers, Vegetanna and Irisanna, had when I last saw them, and so do you! How?' the king gasped.

"Parlissa caught my lady and my children off guard and beat them into the ground. That angered me and it hurt because I was paralyzed against jumping in to assist them," Vegeta explained.

'Children? Oh, yes, those two with the strange colored hair. Where did they get such a hideous color from?'

"No, your majesty, I have six of them, now. I have a nineteen-year-old son, a five-year-old son and a six-year-old daughter. I wish-

'Six! Oh, yes, the ones you and Raditz bore for one another and the one you had for Kakarrot. The blue haired two are not Saiya-jin, are they? The last one is. The mother of the first two?'

"Some Earthling who interested me. We mated and I stayed around off and on until I found work outside the home and met Ceraina again. Rainami is the mother of my third child. Poppa, I can beat him now. I will avenge our race! I don't know when I'll ever see you again, poppa, but rest in the knowledge that it will be I who deals that devil his last blow," the prince smiled.

'I'll be with you. Maybe in that dimension there exists a way to return us to you. I'll keep an eye on you, my son. You are, by far, the strongest male warrior because of what you are and what you have become. That tail signifies such. You're not... Oh, but then I guess you are since your stage was with that monster that forced me to give you to him in exchange for peace. I must go, now, my mate in this dimension calls, but remember my affections for you have always been, never forget that although I could never express such. Until we meet again, my son,' and with that the king's voice left his son's head. Ironically, Ceraina was also privy to the conversation.

The couple looked at one another in silent amazement then a smile touched the prince's face. It was echoed in his femme amour's face. Nodding, the two locked hands and lifted off to fly back to Little Vegeta.

"Poppa, momma, you're home! G'mornin'!" it was Endive who greeted Vegeta and Ceraina the second they landed. Cilvanti followed the boy and they flew straight into their parents' arms. "Train today, Poppa?" the tyke asked.

"One thing at a time, chimp. First, we have some guests to see to, then we'll go train," Vegeta replied as he hoisted the boy into his hair.

"Momma train me to reach your level?" Cilvi asked as she lay in the cradle of Ceraina's arm. That female smiled and nodded.

The prince allowed a smile to touch his lips at the site of two of his most cherished females together. It was wonderful to see how easily the children had switched their affections from Lissa to Ceraina, but then she had been the one female Cilvi was as familiar with as she was with Bulma. Holding their offspring in the opposite arm, the couple joined hands and entered the camp. Vegeta put his son down and told him to go spar with Trigon, Zarbon's little prince and Cilvi was told to find Pan while the parents conducted business.

"Prince Vegeta, I trust our sudden appearance has not caused any undue strain for you and your people?" King Togar asked as he munched on a salad that consisted of every conceivable insect that could be found.

"Not at all, your majesty. It was the thought of the being that attacked you and threatened to take your son. I have bad flashbacks. I may have what the Earth-jin call 'Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome,' but I haven't gone in for a psyche exam as yet. Tell me about your home planet," the Saiyan monarch asked as he and Togar were joined by the demi-rulers of the other two races and King Aegar of Minerva and his mate, Aphrodite.

"Hey, Vegeta, we have not seen much of one another lately. Thank you for rescuing Ariadne for me. It was wrong of me to give her away to someone like Prince Tyrus. What has happened to you, my friend, your tail has grown?" it was King Aegar who had made the observation.

"Yes, Vegeta, I was just admiring that lovely appendage of yours. How did you acquire it," it was Zarbon and that being sounded as if the fact intrigued him.

The Saiyan gave a low threatening growl in his throat and Zarbon backed off. "Another comment in that manner and I'll break it off with my pinky finger. Where are your manners? We have company, in case you haven't noticed," Vegeta nodded to the butterfly like being who had removed his protective suit.

Togar and his family all had elongated worm like bodies, round heads with tuffs of purple spiky hair, two arms and legs like the other mortal beings present. The most prominent feature was the delicate wings with which they flew. The fifty of them represented a race the Saiyan now wished he had known existed. That was it! He'd gather the Dragon Balls and wish for Togar's people to be restored to the physical plane at Earth's check in station, then wished to Earth itself! He commended himself for his decision.

"Togar, would you like your people restored?" the Saiyan demi-monarch asked.

The Templerian king's mouth dropped. "That is not possible! It cannot be done!" he exclaimed.

"Yes it can. On this planet are objects called Dragon Balls and they have magic to them to grant wishes. The dragon of this planet can grant two wishes. I can gather the balls, summon the dragon, and wish your people to the spirit check in station of this planet then wish them to this planet. How many inhabited your planet?" Vegeta asked.

"I can't believe this, but we numbered in the thousands! Two hundred thousand to be exact! Just wish back my other five hundred and fifty children that will satisfy me. We can repopulate with them. In-family breeding is not uncommon to our race," Togar explained and Vegeta nodded.

"Like same gender breeding isn't uncommon in my own," Vegeta remarked but mostly to himself, however Ceraina had heard him and rubbed his right arm, which he had around her slender waist.

"Poppa, what of these that you hang around our necks and the one you wear? Remember how they used to shine and were golden with numbers on them?" one of Togar's children asked as she held a small boulder that was suspended on a heavy gold chain.

"May I see that?" the Saiyan prince asked and held his hand for the stone. The young girl removed her chain and handed it to Vegeta. He studied the stone. It had a very smooth surface and resembled the Earth Dragon Balls in their dormant state. "Togar, on your planet, was there a green being on a very high tower that over looked the entire planet?" Vegeta asked.

Togar sat in thought then a light seemed to go off in his head. "Yes, come to think of it, there was! He visited me every time Tilgeria had offspring. He said his predecessor had given the balls to my great-great-great-grandparents for us to keep them until they were needed."

"These are Dragon Balls, man! I shall wish your Kami back as well so that your necklaces can return to use," the Saiyan prince nodded.

Following the meeting, Vegeta told his mother that he had a matter to attend to and that he would probably be gone for a week or more. He took Ceraina, his offspring, Trageta, and mate, Cornelia, as well as Goten and his femme amour, Cilantra and then they all left to search for the Dragon Balls.