Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Truthfully Yours ❯ Who is this man? ( Chapter 26 )

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A/N: Yes! It's me again. I'd like to thank those few who review and those who even look at my story. Doesn't mean that I don't want the reader to not review, I do. I just wish that if people like it they would keep coming back to see it and read it and maybe one day review and tell me what they think.

By the way, you should check out the following stories called:
"Forgotten tears of a Warrior" by: Star Spangle Mistress,
"The Story of You and Me" by fusionHA
"The story between you and me" by Akemi
"Puppy love series" by Slyhterinette
"Love's Labor" by Ryukodomo
"Fractured Fairytales" by SaintMe
"Caught between Two Worlds" by alfarrar
"The Kakarotte factor" by Echelon "The Moon Travelers" by Cinead (This one is finished, though she promised
a sequel).

Maybe by doing this they'll write more and I won't have to wait till next month for an update.

Ch. 26

Vegeta the third thought that his oldest brother Trunks - the King - overdid it sometimes. He remembered reading some book from Earth that caught his interest while his cousin Nicholas had stopped for a short visit in Vegeta-sei. Its name was "The Prince" by some guy named Niccoló Machiavelli that had been dead for quite some time.

Any man who tries to be good all the time is bound to come to ruin
among the great number who are not good. Hence a prince who wants
to keep his authority must learn how not to be good, and use that
knowledge, or refrain from using it, as necessity requires.

So why did he have to learn to be a good King if both knew that he wasn't going to be in the throne until maybe he got to his first hundred years or probably more than that. But he knew he had to stand this lecture of sorts in order for him to go back to his training grounds. They called him evil, his teachers said he was much more mischievous than his father Vegeta the second, but one look at his eldest brother and he decided that was not the real case. Next to him his two cousins Wily and Sakura listening intently to the King - their father - give out some ideas of how to rule the planet.

There were many, too many if they might add it to those that lived on Earth, like Nicholas and Tashy, son and daughter of his brother Bren and his sister-in-law Pan who were currently running Earth. His father had buried his father Vegeta the first in the courtyard behind the castle and he had never seen his mother. He often wondered if he ever had one, but he did get a visit of a man called Kakarott every once and a while and they sparred and talked for a whole day. Once in a while he found his father standing next to the door looking at this Kakarott with something indefinable in his eyes.

He had tried to ask his brother-in-law Goten, his eldest brothers' mate why did this man came and went whenever he pleased and no one made else talked to him. Goten just looked at him for a moment and when he thought that he'd never get an answer, he said he'd be better off asking either his father or the King about it. Which was an evasive tactic that he always got and never understood why they wouldn't just tell him who he was for once and for all.

Tomorrow the man was coming again. He saw this man twice a month and for some reason could never understand why he felt a mixture of contentment and anger at this man who he did not know of. The man reminded him a lot of his brother-in-law, Goten and the top guard Radditz who was rumored that he had never quite taken a mate. Bardock, his most trusted friend had gone off on a mission a few months back and had disappeared shortly after that, but what he did not understand was that no one took it upon themselves to go and look for him. The Queen, a half-saiyan by the name of Bulma had died a while back and her mate Turles had died shortly after that.

But none of this information made any sense. The King had made the royal guards give them a proper burial and no one else had said anything else after that.

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Vegeta the second, now the first stood in front of a building off the jungle which was near an old temple that at first he had not known that it was there until he had touched its door and realized it was the temple Sakura had protected from the ice-jin somewhere around six-hundred years ago.

"Kakarott?" - he queried expecting his bond-mate to be inside the dome that somehow resembled Capsule Corporation back on Earth.

"Is there anything you need?" - a female voice asked back at him and he was suddenly startled.

The female had dark red hair with black highlights and she wore a hat over her eyes. She wore a gi resembling but not the same as his mates'.

"Who are you?"

She extended her left arm in some sort of salute, an earthling custom he had not met in over twenty years. He looked at it and then shook her hand, but was surprised though not shocked senseless that her handgrip was not of a damsel in distress.

"Name's Kit. I come from Earth. How about you?" - she obviously did not come from Earth because then everyone would've known that just by looking at him, he was part of royalty.

"Name's Vegeta. I come to see the man that lives here, where is he?" - he said going along with her game.

"Mr. Son? Uh. I believe he said he was going to visit a friend that lived that way." - she said signaling at the other way where the temple stood.

"Ok. I will go and meet him then." - he nodded to her and soon grabbed his horse to go over there, but he stopped.

"Do I know you?" - she asked puzzled.

"You should." - was all she got as an answer and once he was a dot in the horizon of Vegeta-sei, she had already forgotten about him.

As expected, Kakarott was not visiting a friend he was just meditating. His spiky hair blowing with the wind and his dark brown tail flaccidly wrapped around his waist. His gi was brand new, that he could see, but what he could not understand was why choose this particular spot and not inside the house Bulma had given him sixteen years ago.

"Are you sure you want to leave Son-kun? The King didn't mean it that way, I'm sure." - she said referring to Vegeta the first.

"Yes I'm sure. I wouldn't be that far from Vegeta and our kid so that the bond would cause them pain. It's okay." - then he had bent his head to brush his lips against her cheek.

The King in that time had been suffering through the pain of a tired heart. His son and grandson were - under his watchful eye and his own thoughts - suffering of an unfinished bond. Or rather of public humiliation, which was partially, true. True in the fact that the King wanted his son to rise to the throne as soon as his demise was true, but the saiyans in Vegeta-sei felt that Vegeta's first-born son Trunks should take the throne instead of the King's son. It had a ring of truth in what they all said that Vegeta the second, despite the knowledge of being under Freeza's liege for twenty odd years, could be easily distracted with training and his mate Kakarott, the bearer of the legendary super saiyan legacy.

It wasn't as if they had been annoying and it wasn't as if Vegeta the second was annoyed by this bits of news. It was rather the truth. Vegeta the second had no intention to inheriting the throne. It was odd after all that he voiced the comment to his father and he thought it was influence of Kakarott the earth-raised saiyan. Who, under his eyes wasn't that fitted into Saiyan society.

So they sparred, resulting in Kakarott being victorious and Vegeta the first almost dying. So he said that Kakarott was no longer admitted back into the Royal Castle. Yet, when he died; Trunks, who rose to the throne given legally by his father, revoked that law. But he never came back to live inside just to visit.

He had woken up and looked directly at his mates' dark eyes.

"Who is that woman back at the house?" - was the first question he received.

"Oh, Kit? It's an android. I made her so I wouldn't have to cook or clean the house. As I don't know how to really build one, I sent the blueprints to Pan and she sent her back to me. There are a few things I need to fix on her, but I haven't had time as of yet. Why? Did she greet you the wrong way?"

"She didn't know who I was." - came the gruff response and Kakarott smiled.

"We agreed that this was my place."

"No, the onna made it for you without my consent." - he shot back.

Kakarott rose from his seating position and stretched. He looked no older than forty, but then he was going to live a lot longer than Vegeta as they weren't really bonded. He touched Vegeta's cheek softly and then kissed him. Vegeta returned the kiss with fervor. Oh GODS how he missed him. Kakarott no longer lived in the Royal Castle since that stupid fight with his father, but they met almost every day to spar, to hunt together and to make love every time they very well felt like it. And Kakarott felt it was time. His ruffled feathers had been smoothed the day Vegeta stood up to his father. He never doubted Vegeta after what happened twenty years ago.

The fact that the bite mark was no longer there made Kakarott happy and sad at seeing how Vegeta treated him. Then he capitulated it as a fact. He loved him. It was just his earth upbringing that had made him a fool after playing like a fool for more than sixty years. But he didn't live with him and he was about to change that tonight.

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His father had just come back wearing a bite mark where his bond mates' mark should go. That made him curious, but like his father he wasn't going to ask. The man who had a way of getting in and out of the Royal Castle without questionings came in wearing normal clothes.

That meant that they were just going to talk.

"No sparring today?" - he grunted out - unbeknownst to him - to his mother.

"Uh.. no. Not today. Actually I came to say goodbye."

Goodbye?! How could he! Why was he leaving when he never said goodbye? Every time the day was over, Kakarott would salute to him and go away. He was punctual and correct with him, but he was honest to a fault. After Bardock, he considered Kakarott his best friend even if he didn't really know a thing of him. Usually he was like there whenever he needed to vent out some steam - naturally caused by his father, who refused to train him saying he had enough instructors as it was - or just to cry. And he never felt pathetic or a loser like his father made him feel, he asked Trunks once if that was normal and he just nodded saying it was like that most of the time.

Did he do something wrong? Did he make a complete ass of himself in front of his friend? He looked back at Kakarott and asked the man for the first time in his life, something he'd never dare ask his father or his brother Trunks.

"Who are you?" - the question took Kakarott by surprise and then a shadow fell over his bright features.

"You Don't know who I am?" - the young man in front of him shook his head furiously trying to keep his emotions in check suddenly feeling like he wanted to cry.

"Ah, I see. No one has told you about me." - he sat down next to his son and took a deep breath. It had knocked him out.

"My brother-in-law - Goten - once told me to ask my father or my brother the King who are you and I never dared for fear they'd maim me or something." - the twenty year old Vegeta answered truthfully and it made Kakarott smile slightly although his heart was crying in the inside.

"They always called me the fool you know." - that was not the kind of response he expected from this man.

"I was born here on Vegeta-sei, but I was raised on Earth and back then people were afraid of aliens like me. So early on, I decided to play the grinning idiot or more likely the fool. I was hoping to live a tranquil life doing what I did best: fight. And then I met my first best friend ever, Bulma. I was sad to see her go last winter." - came the unbidden comment. Vegeta felt like he should wait for more and maybe after listening to everything he'd feel like he had some type of information on who was this guy that befriended him so quickly and was leaving him for good.

"My life was a roller coaster from then on. I met a few interesting people and I thought I had it made what with having learning new techniques and having friends. Then while I was training once before one of the most memorable tournaments of my life I met this female saiyan named Sakura. I thought I was the only saiyan alive and very strong. I was as cocky as your father was when we first met and she brought me down to earth. And we had sex." - Vegeta blushed a little because he hadn't done it yet. Although there were many female saiyans who were willing enough.

"And she turned my world upside down again. Telling me to stop being a fool and start thinking with my head, but she never warned me of what was to come next. So, I went on with my life thinking I'd never see her again. Wrong. The next time I felt her around me was when my earthling wife was giving birth to my first born and I reckon you know him well. His name is Gohan." - Vegeta felt suddenly ill.

Of course he knew of Gohan. He was married to this woman Marron and they had come for a visit once to Vegeta-sei and he treated him with cordial but silent amusement. As if he knew something he didn't. Marron had a son and they named him after Gohan's father: Goku. He was told by Wily that his uncle Gohan was a half-saiyan and knew of saiyan customs but that he'd grown up on Earth as his father had.

"Well, then your father came to Earth after I killed my brother Radditz when he threaten to turn my life upside down. And we fought and I lost. But Earth was okay because of Gohan. His tail had been cut-off by his trainer during the year I was dead-I think I should skip all that menial stuff, do you think?" - he stopped then and found his son looking a bit odd. He looked closely at his spiky hairstyle and smiled like he used to before his cover was blown.

"Did I lose you somewhere? What I meant to say is that all my life while I lived on Earth I acted like a fool but inside I manipulated those around me to do as I wished. I also tried to keep my sanity and then I visited a new planet for the first time and it was the first Nameku-sei planet. I fought Freeza, left him maimed and hoped that that would be the end of it. Of course, it wasn't. Long story short, your father and Bulma had some sort of agreement and they had your oldest brother Trunks. It wasn't until after seven years that I realized what a damage I was causing to my boys." - he made a pause and then went on without changing his tone of voice.

"I left Gohan in favor of peace in heaven thinking it'd be best, but I had no idea Goten was going to suffer so much. So when he was a teenager around the time when I went off to train someone else to be the savior of the day, he got attached to his best buddy in the whole world."

"My brother Trunks. I heard the story of how they knew they were soul mates but they'd never admitted it to the other until his father came back, which is you. I want to know if this story has some type of meaning I should be aware of or what?" - he snapped suddenly and was mildly irked when he saw Kakarott smile at him.

"Well yes, it does. It's just that I don't talk of this to anyone. Haven't for a long long while. What I meant is that I never meant to go off and leave you! I never mean for these things to happen and I always think I'm a step ahead of everyone when in reality I'm always a step behind. Your father was right when he said I was a fool. He insulted me every waking minute we spent together. Well.. uh.. that is until we joined for the first time and then he was all cuddly and weird to me. It was strange." - there he stopped and scratched his head as if wondering if he should really tell him the whole gist of it.

"Are you my mother?" - Vegeta asked incredulously and his tone of voice was disbelieving.

"In a sense. I gave birth to you, so yeah. technically I'm your mother."

"But.. bbut only females can do that!" - then remembering his cousins Wily and Sakura added mumbling: "with the exception of Goten."

"Well, Goten is also your brother. But yeah. my whole family - that is the men in my family can give birth to a child. Sakura told me once it was because we were all direct descendants from the first and only hermaphrodite: the legendary super saiyan. I'm not sure if it's true or not, but yes it is like that."

"If you are my mother, then why did you leave me?" - the question of the day had arise.

"Well, me and your grandfather - Vegeta's father - had a fight. It's all a lot of mumble-jumble but the thing is that my friend Sakura undid the bond- bite mark on us hoping that Vegeta could make me see what a fool I was acting like and I did, but because I was scared of loosing my independence we didn't mark each other after that until last night."

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"I think I shouldn't have mentioned that. I have a big mouth. So yeah, the thing is I'm a fool. Vegeta was pissed I wouldn't come back to live in the castle once his father died. I guess it's also my fault because I never really thought of reassuring him. I visit Gohan sometimes and whenever I come into the castle I spend time with my grandchildren. I sometimes even tease Goten about how they should have another kid, but he says he won't. I think it's because he'd rather not nag Trunks while in heat, but then. I'm rambling off again aren't I?"

"I think its time we leave Kakarott." - came a voice from the doorway. Both turned to see Vegeta the second wearing his black leather outfit that Vegeta the third knew of as the kick-ass clothes he hoped someday to inherit from him.

"Ok, just a second." - and then Vegeta the third understood. He was a bit slow on some days to grab the whole meaning, but was sure now that they were going on what his sister-in-law said once about a 'honeymoon'. Only that, it was apparent they were going back to Earth.

"Will I see you again?" - he asked stupidly.

"I can't make any promises Sage." - no one had ever called him by his second name and he was stunned for a second and quickly recovered by the time he heard his mother-father say: "but if I can, I will. Sayonara!" - he recognized that as Japanese, but before he could even utter a word or blink an eye, they were gone.