Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (BOOK 3) ❯ A NIGHT TO REMEMBER ( Chapter 28 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

WARNING!! VIOLENCE. SAP. FLUFF. SHOUNEN AI. YAOI.

CHAPTER XXX

A NIGHT TO REMEMBER

A circular craft made its way to planet Minerva, the occupants gloating at the fact that they had outsmarted those who had attacked them by sending a duplicate craft hurling to the large magnetic planet that had once existed.

"I say, that was a grand deception, but how did you know that little Saiyan rat would venture up to save the planet?" it was a large white horned bulk of a monster otherwise known as King Cold, who made the remark.

"Outusan, Outusan, remember the one who revived us said that when he and his army had fought that little monkey that he was like a demon and stronger than anything he'd ever seen. That the monkey prince fought with all his might to protect this little mud ball. He said that even after the warriors had transformed into final form, that fool still tore them to pieces as if they were nothing! I'll have my revenge on that monkey-tailed abomination for what he's done to my people!" a short, purple headed, part metallic being spat in anger.

"You can have the prince, Frieza. I want one named Goku and all those who had assisted him in destroying me when I went to avenge your defeat after Namek," another being constructed of metal and that resembled Frieza tossed in his comment.

"I want that rat Kai who killed my Outusan. I want that green freak thing who tore me apart and I know Buu wants the same one that you do, Frieza, because he's the one who attempted to destroy my pet in the first place!" a dark mustard colored goat looking stubby legged creature remarked.

"That's all well and good, but I want the entire Z sensi and Android 18. Mainly, I want one spike haired boy named Gohan!" a green insectoid looking creation with a retractable tail hissed.

"Now that we have established our targets, lets go get them! We may even wipe out what's left of that monkey-tailed race for good," a blue skinned alien that closely resembled Zarbon smirked.

The group cheered as the ship headed for the planet's surface. They would relish this encounter and subsequent defeat of their most hated enemies.


The allied forces landed on a deserted part of the planet not far from the cliffs but close enough to call the area into play if need be. Krillin joined the forces along with his wife 18 and several others who had decided that this would be their war as well.

"These beings may have gotten more powerful since we last encountered them on this plane. Some of us fought them in the other dimension after we had been killed or had sacrificed ourselves for others. No matter how strong they may be, no matter what tricks they may try, we need to be on our guard at all times and outsmart them the way they just outsmarted us! A mistake of this magnitude has serious consequences to it. Everyone dowse their chi down to 5 or so. That way they won't be expecting the attack," Prince Vegeta instructed and those warriors who could easily mask their chi levels did so.


The ship entered the planet's atmosphere hoping to avoid radar detection, however, Minervian radar was highly advanced and had picked the craft up when it had still been hiding on a planet named Tarsus, which lay four planets from Minerva itself. As to why the Minervians hadn't sensed the approach was due in part to the heavy spirits imbibed at the celebration, which clouded everyone's chi and ability to sense the impending danger. Nonetheless, although the Minervians were not physically strong like their darker relations, they did in deed have a means of defense. Several warrior class Minervians who had been trained in the skill of maneuvering armored suits adorned their fighting outfits then positioned themselves around the palace in preparation to fire and draw the enemy away from the inhabited portion of the planet.

"Why did we let ourselves become inebriated to the point where we failed to sense that these heathens survived all attempts to vanquish them?" Prince Sonra asked as he stood on the palace battlements to await visual contact with the enemy.

"We were all over excited, my prince. We found Vegeta Ou had been restored and desires to heal the breech his own Outusan had caused when he allied with the Ice-jin. Prince Vegeta and Kakarrot are the strongest I've ever seen them so there's hope yet for the allied forces. Keep your mind open and clear, I understand the wizards traveling with the others are as negatively powerful as we are positively so," Telchion, a medical warrior in another armored suit replied.



In the outer region, the first moon had risen to illuminate the cliff area so the warriors could see their boundary line. Plans had already been set in motion to attempt to keep the battle grounded as much as possible.

'Maybe today, Mineron, the volcano under those rocks will erupt and grace us with the blessing of incineration. Who am I kidding, the last recorded time that underground mountain blew was before any of us existed,' Prince Vegeta thought to himself as he stroked K-san's tail in an absent-minded fashion.

All eyes turned skyward as the sound of a humming motor drew closer. This was it. The time was at hand and the time the nightmare drew to a close. <No more, Frieza, Bibiddi, Babidi and Buu, and any others who sought universal domination. Your reigns of terror end now>! That thought ran through every mind on the planet. Notwithstanding, the craft began its decent and crashed onto the surface of the planet just behind where Prince Vegeta and the allied forces waited. Motioning for absolute silence except telepathically, the Saiyan prince motioned for all to follow him.


"You call that a landing, you blithering idiot? I ought to blast you just for jostling my nerves and causing me to spill my drink!" Frieza snarled as he advanced on the poor navigator. Pointing his first two fingers toward the slug-like being the overlord then blasted the creature into the next dimension. "I didn't like the way he smelled anyway. C'mon, let's go hunting for new slaves. The less resistant, the better," the sinewy figure hissed in a snake-like fashion.

The hatchway opened and the allies crouched in bushes to survey and listen.

"So, this is Minervasei, huh? That little tattletale said there was more to it than this but we must have over shot the inhabited area. No matter, we can begin by clearing away the debris here and work our way inward. Planets have been known to have stray outpost on the remotest section of the planet to watch for danger," Frieza smirked and motioned to a group of twelve warriors and instructed them to begin to purge the area.

Three warriors stood in each direction, raised their arms and leveled some kind of weapon in preparation to fire. The shots never happened as the warriors found themselves knocked to the ground, arms amputated and searing pain lacing their bodies.

"What the-" was all Frieza had time to utter before a bast caught him in his chest under his metallic breastplate.

In an instant, snarling, blasting creatures, which easily overpowered Frieza's bodyguards but began to have difficulty in subduing the head honchos, themselves surrounded the enemy.

"What is this? Even I can defeat such a rag tag group of warriors without much effort. Come, Buu, let us even the odds," the green insectoid being known as Cell began to move when he felt something slimy against his skin. He ran his hand in the substance, which began to take immediate effect. "Wha-what is this? I-I can't move a muscle! Feel-" and that's when the substance took full effect and hardened Cell into a statue

"What? Cell, what... How did this happen? Buu, attack!" the sire and son wizard team of Bibiddi and Babidi ordered a skinny pink bubble-gum like creature known as Majin Buu into the fight, however, that being had also become a stone statue. "What? Buu, no! I'll kill whoever is responsible for this!" the younger wizard seethed.

At that instance, the small donkey being was lifted into the air by his collar. "Hi, remember me, Dubora, lord of the demons? You killed me after my attempt to destroy that precious pet of yours! Well, let me tell you something, Master Babidi..." Dubora took the little wizard by the head and pulled that being apart then blasted his remains for good measure.

Well, the demon lord's actions weren't hard to accomplish since both Bibiddi and Babidi were shorter than Krillin who had knocked over the Cell statue. The statue had shattered into millions of pieces, which the youngest warriors delighted and blasting into oblivion, the same with the statue of Majin Buu. The fighting continued with the enemy losing more and more and Frieza and Cooler became further agitated with their army.

"Turbon, get in there and fight! You may be my pleasure but I need you to transform and stomp these bothersome insects for me!" Frieza ordered and the being that resembled Zarbon bowed and followed the Ice-jin's order.

"Not today, twin brother! What would Outusan think of his son playing with the enemy? Renounce that fiend and join us! His way ends in destruction and humiliation. Believe me, I know," it was Zarbon who had captured his twin in a strong hold to keep him from transforming.

"Yes, Master Frieza told me you were his favorite next to the monkey prince. How was that runt? I've heard you had quite a time with him. I'd love to ride that pony," the Zarbon twin licked his lips in a disgusting fashion.

Zarbon growled, then his body expanded and not long after the expansion did Zarbon phase into the hideous monstrosity his race transformed into at will. Zarbon then held his brother in one hand and began to squash him.

"Zarbon, wha-AKKK! What are you doing? It's me, Turbon, your twin! You can't kill me! We're bonded by the twin code!" Turbon fought to breathe.

"Our bond was severed when I was taken away from Tsuria! How Outusan lived after that I have no clue but his conscious must have tortured him when he looked at you and saw me as well!" Zarbon squeezed harder.

"Zarbon, stop!" a deep voice ordered and the transformed beauty looked around and nearly dropped his brother to the ground.

"O-Outusan? H-How?" the beast began to melt back into his beauty form once more and he lay an unconscious twin sibling on the ground.

"Touching but could we save the reunion till later? We do have a fight to continue?" Vegeta Ouji tossed his head defiantly.

"Well, well, well. Ve-No, you're not... but then again... You look so like him! You, I do know you, my dear King Vegeta, Commander Bardock. You are both... No, I thought... What are you?" Frieza stuttered as he beheld the royal quartet.

"Your worse nightmare, Frieza! Prepare to die again all three of you!" Kakarrot warned, screamed then burst into SSJ-2 form followed by his beloved prince.

While Kakarrot and Vegeta tangled with Frieza, Gohan and Piccolo beat up on Cooler and King Vegeta and Bardock took care of King Cold. With such power, King Cold and his boys were drastically overwhelmed. The allied warriors had beaten the ice-jin trio to within an inch of their lives when...

"Stop!" a shrill voice called out.

All fighting halted and the warriors looked around for the disturbance. Eyes widened at the sight of Queen Igloo and Prince Frostbite.

"M-my Queen. H- help me. Help us," a beaten King Cold attempted to plea.

Haughtily, the Ice queen and her youngest son made their way to the battle. That queen gazed coldly into the ruby eyes of the being, which had married her but, had preferences of a different sort beginning with his two eldest sons. Such a sick dog! Queen Igloo, who was no bigger than Frieza in his final transformed state, stood behind the large Ice-jin, grabbed his horns and leaned down to where his right ear socket was located.

"Say good-bye, you perverted bastard!" she hissed and both twisted his head and chi blasted him into the next dimension.

"M-mother! H-how could you? H-"

A chi blast to the chest silenced Cooler's response. "Silence, dog! King Vegeta, do you think it a fitting departure to show these creatures what they dumped on several races in the universe before we send them away?" the queen suggested.

"Yes, ma'am, I think they should be made to look at such horrors in the face and know the abominations they had others spawn for them. Warriors, incinerate the area and take the prisoners to the arena," King Vegeta took to the air followed by the rest of the royal house.

With Frieza and Cooler secured by chi-cuffs, the two were then teleported to the fighting arena where Prince Vegeta had informed King Aegar that an execution would be held.

The crowd was gathered once again in the arena and the royal houses of the Saiya-jin, Tsuria-jin, Rockaria-jin and other races Frieza and his brother had infected stood or sat in the very front. King Vegeta, along with the newly restored kings of Tsuria and Rockaria presided over the event.

"Distinguished guest and members of elite society. I stand here to perform an unwilling task but one that must be performed before this disease is stamped out. When I mention your parents, I would like all those offspring to gather and stand in front of the surviving parent. Children of King Cold, Cooler, Frieza and King Vegeta, stand," King Vegeta closed his eyes but others saw that at least twenty half-bred beings stood.

"Outusan, no, you can't!" the Saiyan middle prince began to protest.

'Silence, Ichimi. It is for the best. Let them realize just what kind of monsters their sires are and deal with them in their way. We shall finish them off when the time comes,' Vegeta Ou spoke through the link to his heir.

Vegeta Ouji nodded and looked into the crowd but he was spared from speaking as...

"Children of King Cold, Cooler, Frieza and King Zeneron <Zarbon and Turbon's sire>, stand," a blue skinned alien who resembled Zarbon and his twin spoke. Several bluish-gray skinned beings with reddish yellow colored eyes and green hair stood at the call.

It was apparent what was going on and the princes soon followed suit and called their own half-bred offspring to stand. After all half-Ice-jin breeds had been called the Saiyan King spoke.

"Look well at the poor creatures you forced upon the universe. These offspring have no identifiable race and know that either breed does not accept them. Fortunate for them, Queen Igloo has given a planet for them to reside upon along with a branded Saiyan female who has renounced her heritage and pride to mate with the youngest of yours. From this day forward, I proclaim these being with no heritage as Glacierians from the planet Glacier-3!" King Vegeta pronounced and nodded to the newly formed race.

"Children, these are two of the three who crossed our genes with theirs to produce the likes of you. They tossed you out like yesterday's trash. You are the unlucky ones they didn't kill and left to be disposed of. You must thank Zarbon for his allience with the younger Ice prince in that he sent you to him to be distributed to other planets to take residence. You may do with these reptiles what you will. Those of you with Saiyan blood should crave revenge for that part of you. Frieza is the one who tried to destroy the Saiyan race. Frieza is the one who tried to destroy the fact that open male Saiya-jin have the potential to reproduce. Frieza is the enemy. I leave him to your disposal," Vegeta, Saiya-jin no Ouji hissed, turned his back on the duo as the multitude of cross-bred offspring made their way to the stage.

Vegeta Ouji took his seat between the Ou and Kakarrot, who leaned and whispered something in his mate's pointed ear.

"Do we have to stay for this or can we find a private place and spar? Besides, I don't think our non-mutant human friends can stomach what's going on. I didn't know you had so many for that disgusting being," Kakarrot remarked but Vegeta put a hand up to stop his chatter.

"Don't mention them to me. My skin crawls just knowing I'm in the same area with such trash," the prince sneered in a whisper.

"Have a care, Ichimi, after tonight, we'll not have to look upon such frightening disfigurement," the Ou intoned in snobbish accents. "Come, let us leave this scene and find a spot to spar. I've yet to marry my warrior after all the years of playing," the king smiled at Bardock.

"Come, koi. I grow weary of seeing that nightmare. Children!" Vegeta Ouji called and the bi-breds looked up from their meal. "You've done well. Now it's time to send them back to hell from where they could never be revived." After the half-breeds cleared the area, the Ou, Ouji, Raditz and all others Frieza and his brother had infected, stood, lifted two fingers of their right hands then sent pin-point chi blasts to their most hated enemy. In an instant, Frieza and Cooler were black spots on the stage.

Shouts and cheers from every gathered race of the universe echoed throughout the amphitheater. New alliances were pledged and the surviving parent of the half-breeds bade those offspring well. Queen Igloo prepared to remove Prince Frostbite and the branded Saiyan princess to Glacier-3 along with the off spring. Following their departure, the allied forces that had been about to perform for entertainment before the hunting and fighting of the moonrise ceremonies, left to prepare for the event.


In the dressing room once again, Vegeta and his sons, Zarbon and Jeice, Raditz and Kale were all dressed again in their concert clothing. After such an invigorating encounter, the performers were pumped and raring to go.

"Children of Saiya and distinguished guest of the universe, Planet Minerva has the unique privilege and honor of being home to the greatest musical talent in the universe. Mesdames et monsieurs, it is with great pleasure I introduce you to the 'Nameless Wonder'!" King Aegar announced and the arena lights blacked out.

All eyes strained in the darkness, however, a flame suddenly lit on the left side of the stage. This was followed by a guitar rifts and another flame lit the center of the stage. The sound of thunder rolled from the stage, which led to the igniting of another flame and another guitar rift only on a deeper note. The flames burned and the music played when the sound of a pure note cut through the dark that was followed by a lull in the instrumentation. The voice in the darkness continued to caress the ears of the audience with its dulcet tones and operatic quality. Suddenly, a scream cut the darkness, which brought the lights of the arena up to illuminate the figures on the stage that consisted of seven flame haired beings. The flame haired being who stood in the center of the stage with tapered fingers positioned on the auto harp instrument, drew gasps of awe from the gathered crowd. He was dressed in tight fitting black leather pants, a black satin long sleeved shirt and a black leather jacket, however, the other flamed beings were attired much the same as the central figure.

'He's so gorgeous. Man, I wish he were performing just for me. I don't want all these people to see what a great body he has, but... Oh, who am I kidding, I should be thankful that he even noticed me,' Kakarrot thought as he watched his prince poised to perform.

"Trouble, my son?" Bardock leaned and asked his youngest offspring.

Kakarrot shrugged. "I don't know, all of a sudden, I don't want anyone to see what's mine. I don't want him performing, moving that sinewy body of his in ways only my eyes should be seeing," the younger warrior fretted.

"Ah, jealousy, my boy. I remember those feelings. Your Outusan is a gifted warrior and scientist and was wanted by more than a few Saiya-jin. He used to perform, well, Frieza made him do so and I was burning with anger and jealousy! He was my warrior; no one had a right to see what was meant for my eyes alone. I began to plot and plan ways of freeing him from what Frieza was subjecting him to. When a purge mission came along, I insisted he join me. I was injured on that mission to the point of death. We finally won, returned to Vegeta where I was in medical for quite sometime. Your dad never left me. We sent a report that we had gone missing, which drew freeze face's warriors off planet to look for our remains. Once I recovered, I was so grateful to Bardock that I couldn't think of a higher reward than I myself was. I understand your jealousy. But from what I know, Vegeta's as uncomfortable performing as you are with everyone watching. When he finishes this, he'll be fit for nothing. Try to make him happy. We won't expect you for moonrise," Vegeta Ou remarked with a smirk.

Kakarrot turned his attention to the stage and noted the movement had become frenzied and frantic as the prince darted about at the speed of light. Eyes that were capable of detecting energy could see the intricate movements and motions Vegeta's body was creating. Those who could see gasped, as the prince seemed to fold in on himself at one point only to unfold, kick out, twist, turn, and flip, then land on the stage huffing just as if he had battled a powerful enemy. At the same time, the lights went out then relit to reveal the prince dressed in a snow-white toga, tight spandex black pants, sandals that tied to his knees and his black hair dressed with gold and silver ornamentation. A heavy gold and turquoise collar encircled his slender throat. The prince raised his hand and a chord was struck followed by the sound of stringed instrumentation and the melody unfolded to become an aria from the Earth opera, Carmen called Habanera. Vegeta opened his mouth and the tune leapt from his throat as he would into the air to launch himself into flight. The crowd was entranced, especially the Z-sensi, mainly, the two females.

'Why did he hide such an amazing talent? His voice is as beautiful as he is!' Bulma thought, realizing she had had the privilege of having lived with such a talent for so long then threw it away. Mhmm, maybe she should offer him a second chance? Nah, her pride wouldn't let her extend the offer, his pride would restrain him from accepting. 'Saiya-jin never look back,' echoed through her thoughts and she knew it would have been pointless.

Throughout the entire aria, which was usually sung by a female voice whenever the opera was performed, Vegeta never opened his eyes. That alone was unusual as many performers usually made eye contact with the audience at least once. However, the inevitable always found a way of happening. By the completion of the aria, Vegeta bowed and his eyes opened.

"Oh, my God! Matusan!" Rageta dropped what resembled a guitar and ran to catch the prince as he fell to the ground.

"Vegeta!" Kakarrot bolted from his seat and took hold of the lithe form from the prince's second eldest twin. "I'll take him to his dressing room, you all continue! The show must go on," Kakarrot nodded then disappeared off stage with his unconscious mate.

The larger warrior had grabbed hold of the prince and teleported the two of them back to the dressing rooms where he lay the latter on a crimson colored chaise then began to try and stir him to consciousness. Kakarrot softly called his mate's name while he lightly slapped the elder warrior's smooth bronzed cheeks until he began to stir.

"W-where am I?" Vegeta asked as he moved to sit up.

Assisting his love to an upright position, Kakarrot replied, "You passed out, koi."

Whipping his head to the right, his dark eyes connected with another pair of the same hue and inky depth, however the second pair was full of worry and concern. Groaning, Vegeta covered his face as a deep red blush crossed his face.

"V-V-sama san, are you all right, love?" the younger warrior asked in a hesitant voice.

Vegeta looked up sharply, his eyes growing hard; his features taking on the scowl they hadn't held for long periods of time since the accidents. "Of course, I'm all right, baka! There's a pair of sunglasses in the inner pocket of my leather jacket. Hand them to me," the prince asked in the sharp-tongued manner he was known for but the smile that played on his lips dampened the sting of the words.

Kakarrot smiled like an idiot as he moved to fulfill his prince's request and rummaged the jacket for the eyewear. When he located the desired object, he handed them to the shorter Saiyan who had moved to get off of the chaise. Vegeta took the glasses that had reflective lenses and promptly affixed them to his indescribably handsome face. Kakarrot shuddered as he assisted his koi to a standing position.

"One embarrassing moment is enough for the night. You leave first then I'll be out in a bit," Vegeta smiled as he moved to a mirror, however, Kakarrot grabbed his arm. "Kk, let go, I've got a show to complete," the shorter Saiyan pulled to try and free himself.

Kakarrot grabbed Vegeta, who automatically lifted his head, his lips parted slightly. The taller Saiyan smirked, lowered his head and took hold of the lips of the shorter Saiyan and crushed his small-framed body into a tight embrace.

The prince moaned deeply in his throat as the taller Saiyan nibbled and kissed his way down the slender neck of the shorter one. Hazily, rationality kicked in and Vegeta pushed reluctantly against his koi to try and get free.

"K-K-san, koi, le-let me go. I-I have a show to finish," the Ouji panted as his head fell back, which exposed his Adam's Apple to the exploring lips.

Kakarrot covered that area in a velvety steel grip and suckled and nipped as he would another area of his passion. He could feel the elder Saiyan melting into his kiss even as he struggled for release.

"God, koi, I need you! I need to taste you and be one with you!" the younger Saiyan said in a near whisper as he pulled slowly away from the silvery throat of his love.

"Later, mi koi. Let me finish with Aegar's requested concert and then we'll gather with the other dark haired Saiya-jin to engage in the moon rise celebration. Remember the night the two if us ran through the forest during the three years waiting for the androids?" Vegeta smirked as Kakarrot released him with a nod.

The prince turned to leave when a tug pulled him back. "Break a leg. I love you," the younger Saiyan whispered into his prince's ear.

"I love you, too, koi. Grr, K-san! Look at what you've done to me! This thing won't go down on it's own, you know? Now, I'll have to wear a toga! Go, get outta here. I'll see ya out front, love. Thank you," Vegeta whispered as Kakarrot smiled then left to return to the audience.

The prince shook his head as he watched Kakarrot depart then he stripped his previous costume revealing the straining growth in his spandex pants, which he slowly slid off his trim waist and down compact muscular legs, groaning in discomfort as he did so. Vegeta then pulled on a golden brown colored spandex jumpsuit then slid on what resembled a suit of armor from early Roman times. Vegeta had unlaced the sandals to put on his white boots and gloves, then he returned to the entryway to the stage. The lights went out and a flash lit the area, when the lights blazed bright once more, the prince was poised with his instrument for another song.

The show lasted for three Earth hours, the first hour being consumed by Vegeta and his sons, the last two hours consumed by Jeice and Zarbon with an hour a apiece. However, the second moon of the planet was about to rise and King Aegar, in between the shows, dismissed the darker Saiya-jin to have their fun.

The dark Saiya-jin, adults and those chibis who were old enough to mate, had been ordered by their king to the forest in front of the cliffs where the battle had been executed against Frieza's men and the allied forces. Even the demi-Saiya-jin from Earth were ordered to participate. Once all were gathered, the king told every one to pair off with their mates or intended mates.

"Many of you have never participated in any form of a moonrise celebration. Many of the elders remember their own celebrations fondly, I'm sure," the king looked at Tateo, Bardock's Outusan then he looked at the scarred warrior himself and smiled. "Usually there are certain signs our bodies undergo ahead of moon phase. On Planet Vegeta, that phase came once every eight years. At that time, we craved physical pleasure more than anything but before that, we just wanted to be wild, run the forest, swing from the trees, forget class differences existed, be uninhibited and without restraints. Children of Saiya strip and run wild! You'll have fifteen minutes to hunt and claim your mate for life regardless of gender but many of us gathered here are open males Saiya-jin. GET UP! STRIP! RUN!" the Ou, shouted and the vast number of darker Saiya-jin did exactly what the Ou had commanded in the order given.

Hundreds of unclothed Saiya-jin blended with the darkness and howled. The entire group beginning to transform as the moonlight hit them. Their eyes took on a golden hue, their upper bodies pumped out as if they had pumped tens of thousands of pounds on a daily basis. The special two who were the most advanced of the entire race entered Super Saiyan level four just before the Oozaro form of their race. Loud howls filled the skies of Minerva as the dark Saiya-jin celebrated moon rise, some for the first time they had ever been exposed to the moon's rays as the one on Earth had yet to be restored. The moons were the exact reason why Vegeta Ouji always ventured to this planet. He could run wild, fight to his heart's content, even if it were just against invisible threats and dangers only his highly advanced imagination could produce. This was his home and he loved it with a passion even more so than Earth. It had become a replacement for planet Vegeta and King Aegar a surrogate Outusan figure.

"Run, Kakarrot! If I catch you, I'll have no mercy!" Vegeta snarled into the darkness as he gave chase to his mate.

"Not if I get you first, prince!" a familiar higher pitched voice than the prince's responded then a rippled laugh pierced the darkness.



In the palace, the golden Saiya-jin watched the activities in private on a large television-like screen. Bulma and Chichi were taking a walk through the palace when they heard voices in what was called the common room. Peering in, they were surprised to find so many golden Saiya-jin in one area.

"What's so fascinating?" Bulma asked as she and Chichi entered the room.

Princess Ariadne turned at the sound of the question. "It is moonrise. Outusan had dismissed King Vegeta and the darker Saiya-jin just so they could enjoy the moon, hunt their mates, fight, exchange physical pleasure, and bond, and be the wild things they were born. It is a wonderful thing to watch but it is not for those who have weak stomachs. Our darker relatives are cannibalistic and do everything with and around blood except sacrifices. The One God of the universe has no need of such pagan trifles. Have Kakarrot or Prince Vegeta ever ran the moon on that planet they inhabit with you?" Ariadne asked as she motioned the two Earth females into the room.

"Piccolo, the green being from Namek destroyed our moon when he was training my Gohan to help protect the Earth against that poor excuse for a Saiyan runt," Chichi hissed, forgetting that she was in a den of Saiya-jin.

Low throaty growls emitted and angered blue eyes turned to the visitors.

"Princess, if they are to remain here and watch the run they may do so without insulting our Ouji!" King Aegar growled and gazed sharply at the two human females.

"Chichi, behave, ok? Let's watch this moon run thing they're talking about?" Bulma calmly suggested and the two moved into the room to find seating, however the second they sat down and viewed what was on the screen, they exclaimed, "How disgusting!"

All eyes turned and angry growls and hisses emitted from the gathered crowd.

"We didn't ask for your opinion! Keep it to yourselves! You don't like our way of life, go to bed! The only thing keeping us from ripping your throats out is that you are friends of Kakarrot and we know how he values the life of his Earth friends," King Aegar replied with a deep hissing growl in his throat.

Humans were innately curious, which these two had in abundance next to the Saiya-jin themselves, so their eyes stayed fixed on the screen until...

"I've had enough! I'm gonna find both those Saiyan douche bags and put holes through their heads!" Chichi fumed, got up then stormed out. Bulma followed.


"Have you ever seen such disgusting perversion in your life? And right in front of a camera in an open field! No wonder Frieza had blown that whole monkey planet to hell!" the dark haired super human fumed.

Yes, Chichi was a super human with powers like Yamcha and Krillin but she only used them when she was angered beyond rationality, such as in this case. The trigger for the outburst was that the last picture on the vid screen was of Gohan and Piccolo and Gohan had pinned the Namek beneath him and was buried to the hilt within the green being, thrusting in and out in full passion.

The two stormed through the palace screaming obscenities that would make a Saiyan blush when the two suddenly went flying towards a solid wall.

"How many times do I have to repeat myself with you two? Stay out of their lifestyle! What, you think the entire universe revolves around just you two? I said it before and I'll say it again! Goku and Vegeta are aliens and these are their people! Neither of them tried to force us into thinking like them, why should we force them to think like us? C'mon, I've had enough of you to cause me to terminate whatever friendship might have existed! I will not have you putting us in jeopardy with such a mighty race!" It was 18 who had chi blasted the two hotheaded females.

18 stalked over to the two, grabbed them both by the scruff of the neck, clicked a button on her scouter then spoke. "Krillin, Yamcha, Tien, Chioutzu, I'm taking Bulma and Chichi back to Earth. They are about to give the Saiya-jin a real reason to come and destroy our planet," she said as she dragged the two out of the palace.

Just then, a tiny Bulma and Vegeta appeared and along with them was Pan and several chimps with dark purple hair as well as three lovely dark haired females.

"18, why are you choking those two?" Cilvanti asked, her head turning from side to side in confusion.

"I'm taking them back to Earth as soon as I locate a spaceship. These two are about to give the Saiya-jin a reason to blow up the Earth," 18 replied.

"The Saiya-jin wouldn't blow up the Earth, too many live there. Why did you say that anyway?" Cilvanti asked.

"They don't like the way your daddies and granddaddies chose to live their lives," the former android replied.

"In other words, they're jealous because Ichimi and Kakarrot have found their way to one another. You Earth creatures have such delicate sensibilities. Saiya-jin have always bonded with their own gender. Mating is entirely different, which is solely to produce offspring. When Vegeta Ou's grand tousan had given himself to one of his male warriors as a reward-he was an open male Saiyan due to the fact he became king while in his stage-the Ou became with child. It was then discovered the females weren't necessary for those male who chose to play during their in between stage of life. My son is an exception because he had been slave to that white nightmare the half-breeds ate. May I ask what brought this hatred out?" Queen Sunrissa, one of the dark haired females asked 18.

"Probably watching moon run and saw something disagreeable," Teresahan snickered as she held her newborn brother and sister. "I can't wait until I can participate. Matusan promised on my tenth birthday," the girl smiled and earned a look of shock from the two Earthlings.

"How old are you?" Bulma asked for she swore that the girl was at least Trunks' age.

"I'm nine years old, in Saiyan years," the tall, lithe well muscled and drop dead gorgeous young female responded.

"That's one thing I'll never get over. How your race looks so young at advanced ages. You're the same height as my son, Trunks, and just as intelligent," Bulma remarked.

"Bulma, hello, this is not twenty questions to that female! 18, if you're gonna take us back to the planet of civilization, please do before I live to regret my actions!" Chichi huffed.

"I'll go with you, Aunt 18, I know gran' pa's IT movement," Pan offered.

"Oh, no you don't child, I'll take them. The sooner I get off this out of the way mud ball, the better. Now I know why Frieza made a black hole from their original planet," Videl huffed.

Videl suddenly fell to the ground clutching her side. "How dare you! I lost my mate the first time because of that white devil! You have no idea what a horror he was. Just because our males bond and mate with one another, you all blow it up as a reason our mighty race had been destroyed by that white coward. You want the reason Frieza hated us so?" It was Kakarrot's mother, Onya. She grabbed Videl and threw her into a vacant room that turned out to be a training chamber.

Before Onya could attack, she found herself sailing into a wall. "Get up and I'll end your life this night! I don't care if you are my aunt or the mother of his highness' bonded mate and female of the king's bonded one! We have sworn an oath to the remaining of our people to avoid senseless slaughter! Power down, mi ha. Tonight is moonrise and we should be celebrating with the men, however, with so many chibis... That's it, mi ha, go attend one of your arriere-petit enfants <great grandbabies>, hn? It is the call of the moon that has brought our wild side out and being female we can not heed its song. As for you Earth-jin, you have been told time and again that Kakarrot and Vegeta belong no more to you. They were destined from their beginning to be together. Their hearts are entwined in a way they could never have been with the two of you. Yes, we know on your planet it is not normal for same gender relations but as Saiyan sons, it is perfectly normal. Do not condemn what is not yours. It is our way of life. This is one of our planets and we do not appreciate being preached to by a bunch of pathetic creatures such as the two of you. Young one gather your other friends and return to Earth. The offspring will remain until the Outusans return. Onya mi, come, mi ha!" the queen turned with a swish of gold cape and a flap of brunette hair, then left the training chamber.

Onya, 18 and all grands and great grands left behind them without looking to see if the humans had departed or not. If they had not, it would be very sad for them.