Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Foster Father ❯ A visit with the Saiyan no Ouji ( Chapter 25 )

A Visit with the Saiyan no Ouji

 

Both boys touched down on the front lawn. They bounded up to the front door, not looking behind them as Radditz and Atomique landed side by side. She panted, and then felt his arm wrap around her waist to steady her against himself. Gathering strength from his physical presence, she managed to catch her breath.

 

"Are you sure you are well, love?" whispered Radditzu. Her heart skipped beats hearing that term of endearment.

 

"Yes, fine," she nodded, not as drained as she would be in years past. While she suspected he had given her a greater measure of his ki, she realized her own must be at a greater level than she'd imagined. Already for the past few months she had been able to train herself in that same way the Z fighters all utilized to sense ki, or as she called it chikara.

 

"C'mon kids, let's go," Trunks called.

 

"Down, down," laughed Bohr. Radditz put the boy down gently, while Fermi slid down from his mother.

 

"Wait for us!" called Bohr. "Trunks!"

 

"Now don't run!" called Atomique.

 

"C'mon you two, let's go," Trunks said, glancing at Goten.

 

"You sure?" he asked, as Trunks reached out his hand to Fermi. Bohr rushed up, and grabbed Trunk's other hand.

 

"Is that your wish, Sire?" asked Radditz, inclining his head.

 

"I'll take 'em in. And I'll announce you to my father…" Trunks grinned. "No worries. You two lovebirds just chill while I tell my parents you're here…"

 

"Lovebirds?" asked Goten. "EWW!"

 

"What's that?" asked Fermi, as Trunks urged them in.

 

"Your mommy's got a new special friend," Trunks whispered.

 

"Special friend?" Bohr frowned, entering the capsule corps door that swung open automatically.

 

"Yeah… they're gonna get married soon," said Trunks.

 

"No way Trunks, I didn't see a ring!" Goten snorted.

 

"Well, my mommy can fix that," Trunks smirked. "Don't worry, he's cool… c'mon you two…"

***

Radditzu moved closer to Atomique, breathing in her ear. He asked, "You don't sense them, do you? Your comrades?"

 

"They could be masking it. I know that Bejita must be…" she whispered.

 

"You need not fear them while I am here," said Radditzu proudly. Arm around her waist he nudged her towards the front pathway, and she separated herself from him. Even though he cast a hurt look, she grabbed his outstretched hand to mollify him. He squeezed her fingers in his own, swinging his arm between them as they caught up with Trunks and Goten.

 

Trunks bounded in through the living room of Capsule Corps, chased by Goten and the twins. The two boys rushed around the legs of the maid who had just opened the door for them. Not surprised she maintained as much composure as she could while the purple and black streaks breezed past.

 

"You promised to give me two new games if I won! So don't try and weasel out of it, Trunks!" Goten reminded him.

 

"Um… well I did say that… but I meant they're new to you cause I don't play them so much anymore…"

 

"Play fair!" called Bohr.

 

"You promised! Don't be a cheater!" Fermi snorted.

 

"You guys are no fun," grumbled Trunks. Goten grinned and slapped both twins on the back.

 

"Stick close, I think this is the beginning of a real friendship…" he whispered.

***

"Good grief, this place never ceases to surprise me, and I'm used to being in large ultramodern buildings more so then you… or am I jumping to conclusions?" Atomique asked, walking alongside Radditzu. Both of them had flown back with the rest of the group, returning Trunks to his parents, and wondering if they could catch a sign of Jeannie.

 

"Well considering I lived in Frieza's compounds most of the time… it's primitive but serviceable," he answered.

 

She gave a surprised yelp as a lavender haired nine-year-old streaked past, pursued by his annoyed best friend. "Yikes, don't tell me that his Royal Whyness lets them rush around in here…"

 

"He is the son of a prince," said Radditzu. "He does what he pleases…"

 

"Trunks, Goten, KNOCK it off!" Buruma yelled as she entered the room. "I mean it! Or else anything you break's coming out of Trunk's allowance!"

 

"Guess we got the official word," Atomique said. Flashing a fist out, Radditzu caught the back of his nephew's training outfit. It still never failed to astonish her how fast his reflexes were. Even though she had learned to track hyper speed with the training he'd given, it still blew her mind.

 

"I apologize Mistress for his conduct," Radditz said, bowing to her.

 

"Uncle Radditz, he started it!" Goten snorted.

 

"Well, I shall finish it. Perhaps you and the Prince's son should go play outside?"

 

"He's right," said Buruma. "But no sparring till you cleaned up what you broke, got it?"

 

Radditz set Goten down, and he meekly nodded in Buruma's direction. Both he and Trunks sulkily stomped out towards the way they came. Buruma sighed and turned to see them standing there. "Hello Radditz, nice to see you… are you doing well at Son's?'

 

"Mistress it suits me well," said Radditz, saluting her. "I humbly request an audience with his Majesty…"

 

"Oh, relax will you!" Buruma sighed. "Look, I'm sure that Bejita can squeeze you in. I'll tell him you're here…"

 

"You should not trouble yourself, your Highness," said Radditz.

 

"Highness?" she blinked. "Oh yeah, I forgot. I guess that makes me Bejita's princess…"

 

"Of course, your Majesty," said Radditz, confused.

 

"Relax, it's all right," said Atomique, holding his hand. Buruma gave her a wink.

 

"How are you doing? Hope you don't mind me dropping by?" Atomique asked.

 

"Never a problem. I was just surprised to see you… it's been ages! You and I never got around to you showing me that latest experimental compound you said you could transmute… because it could work GREAT with the new…" Buruma began to chatter excitedly.

 

"Well, if you show me the lab…" she asked.

 

"Radditz, don't mind us… if you're looking for Bejita, he's in the GR, no big surprise. I'm sure he'd enjoy the chance to spar…" Buruma glanced over at Radditzu.

 

"If that pleases your Majesty, then I shall do so," said Radditz. "Tomique-chan?"

 

"Go on," she smiled. "Why the heck not."

 

"I shall see you later, her Majesty permitting?" Radditz asked, inclining his head.

 

"Of course," Buruma grinned. "We'll just enjoy talking about your polymer… you're dismissed Radditz!"

 

"If I'm not back by the time you're ready to go, come rescue me," Atomique teased.

 

"Your Highness?" Radditz blinked.

 

"I'll make sure she emerges in one piece! Go run along Radditz and find Bejita! There's a good warrior!"

 

Radditz nodded, and bowed before he walked down the hall to find his prince. He blushed when he realized he had no armor. "Oh, if you're looking for some armor, I have some new stuff in the locker room near the GR. Help yourself!"

 

"Thank you, your majesty!" Radditz waved as Buruma rushed her friend to the lab.

 

"I was expecting Gohan or Videl bringing them back. Not that I mind you coming over… but is it my imagination or is he in an even better mood than usual?" Buruma whispered, leading the way to one of her extensive labs.

 

"Let's just say he's been getting a better quality of rest," said Atomique.

 

"Speaking of, are you still having trouble getting to sleep? I have an invention that might make it easier…" Buruma said. "But knowing you, you probably came up with some wonder drug…"

 

"I'm an alchemist, but I'm not a drugstore," she joked. "Seriously I had been an organic chemist at one time. I do miss playing around with chemicals."

 

"I heard you were teaching part time at Gohan's college. You finding ways of keeping out of trouble?" Buruma asked.

 

"I try," said Atomique with a healthy blush. "Now, what was that new material you wanted to see?"

***

Bejita muffled a curse as a ball of ki slammed into him. Today he trained alone, pushing the latest set of training bots to the limit. An ever-present frown twisted his handsome features into his battle face, dripping with sweat. Yet as soon as he sensed the ki of his visitor, he barked a command in Saiyan to halt the session.

 

He grabbed the towel to his left, with a bottle of spring water. The door slid open automatically, revealing Radditz in a low bow. Bejita snorted a grunt that passed for a greeting he walked forwards, muttering, "Radditz. Wondered what would take you so damn long to show your face around here again…"

 

"I apologize your Grace for disturbing your exercise but I request humbly your counsel…"

 

"You always manage to succeed in THAT area," Bejita mumbled. "Thank you for bringing my son. Is Kakkarot too lazy to do it himself?"

 

"Begging your pardon Sire, but he seems preoccupied…" Radditz nodded as Bejita gave him leave to rise.

 

"Is he wondering about my erstwhile student?" asked Bejita.

 

"Your pardon sire, that wasn't the MAIN reason I stopped by… other then to return your son… but while you mentioned it…" Radditz said, walking quickly to keep pace with the Saiyan no Ouji marching down the long hallway.

 

"She's been gone for the last week or so," said Bejita, walking through the double doors that led to the ultramodern expansive kitchen. He sat down at one of the places that had been set up quickly by scurrying staff.

 

"Is that so, sire? May I ask why?"

 

"You know as well as I do, Radditzu. Her reason for remaining is no longer valid…" said Bejita. "I refuse to train her a moment longer, due to her lack of potential…"

 

"Begging your pardon, Sire, but she seemed pretty powerful…"

 

"Not with her insolence clouding her sense of judgment. She's making careless foolish mistakes, and I cannot abide that. When she's ready to apologize for her lack of respect and her constant embarrassment to me, I might consent to reconsidering sending her away…" said Bejita.

 

"If you may permit me to speak… she's been busy, wherever she is," said Radditz, fixing Bejita in a stare. For a moment the Prince blinked at him, and then widened his eyes. Radditz averted his gaze in apology.

 

"Took you damn long enough, bakayarou," Bejita said with a slow smirk. "Is that your chief reason for coming here? To ask for my approval?"

 

"If you please sire, it depends on what you mean…" he said, scratching his head with a nervous smile. For a split second Bejita saw an expression that was more Son Goku then Son of Bardock, and flinched.

 

"Don't give me that crap, you third class clown. You seem extraordinarily pleased with yourself, and that suggests you've shown good taste in your selection," Bejita said with a snort. This was the last thing he needed, his warrior getting caught with that stupid naiveté common to this planet's weak inhabitants.

 

"Does your Majesty approve with my choice of mate?" asked Radditzu, frowning severely in the manner common for a Saiya-jin.

 

"Indeed. Far better than to let her mate with Kakkarot. Little wonder you and he have been training her so hard. Otherwise you'd have been a fool to even try. Although the day that she undid a solid year of training in ten minutes with what I thought was a decent student proved to me that you could have taken her three months ago…" Bejita said, glancing at the seams of his glove rather than his warrior's face. Radditzu was relieved, because that showed Bejita wasn't going to blast him into oblivion.

 

"Sire?" asked Radditz.

 

"That fool brother of yours isn't sure of what's supposed to happen," he said, lowering his voice. He leaned close to Radditzu, who angled his head nearby.

 

"No doubt. I had suspected Sire, that he desired the retrieval of his mate. He did indeed desire Atomique for his own, but I wished her for myself…" Radditzu whispered, catching the smug smile erupting on the Saiyan no Ouji's face.

 

"You've done well, Radditz. Too bad your little brother doesn't share your sense of timing. I suppose we should make plans to get that loud mouthed harpy back together with Kakkarot before he goes crazy…"

 

"Sire, if I may ask a favor?" said Radditzu, dropping to one knee and inclining his head, with one arm held forwards.

 

"You wish the traditional mating ceremony? It shall be arranged," said Bejita. "Now, if you have any other news to relate to me, join me in the GR…"

 

"Yes your majesty," Radditz grinned, like a cat that had ingested a sizable canary. He was glad that his prince thought well of his move, and hoped that there would be news of his new mate's nemesis.

 

***

Meanwhile in the lab, Atomique stirred chemicals together in the setup she'd put together like tinker toys. Buruma was glad to see her new friend liked the organic lab she had donated funding for. Wearing a white lab coat over her smock, Atomique seemed quite at home for the first time in months.

 

As Buruma handed her a fresh notebook, she glimpsed the scarf around her neck. "What's that for?" she asked Buruma.

 

"Oh… my scarf?" she asked.

 

"Yes… if you don't' mind me asking… is it something personal? Every time I see you you're hiding your neck…"

 

"Oh… well if you must know, it's well…"

 

"Where Bejita bit you?" asked Atomique. Buruma's blue eyes widened.

 

"What do you know about that?"

 

"Well Gohan… bit Videl there… and I saw the mark this morning," said Atomique.

 

"Really! That's great!" Buruma laughed in joy. "Does that mean that…"

 

"Yes!" Nodded Atomique. Both women laughed and danced. Buruma hugged her tightly, and then slapped her back, like she was an old friend. She released her friend and saw her pull at the collar of the Chinese silk shirt she wore.

 

"You okay?" she asked.

 

"Nothing… it's just so exciting…"

 

"You seem a bit overdressed… isn't silk kind of hot inside under a coat? You could have worn one of those new…"

 

"Um I prefer this style," she said quickly, turning from Buruma.

 

"What's' wrong, you can tell me… did you… are you…"

 

"I…" she trailed off, grabbing the lab counter. "I'm not sure… and now seeing… that's the way that…"

 

"What ever are you talking about. Did something happen?" asked Buruma, catching her shoulder.

 

"I don't know… Buruma… how does Bejita know that you're his… mate? Because of that?" she asked, pointing to Buruma's scarf.

 

"Well, yes… but we do have wedding rings… I mean he DID marry me but why are we talking about me instead of what's bothering you?"

 

"It's nothing… nothing you should worry too much about… I mean it's not like I can be as close as you and she were and I'm not expecting just because…"

 

"You're not making much sense… believe it or not you DO have friends here, despite the length of time, and if something's bothering you, I may be able to… wait… did he DO something to you?"

 

"Jeannie appeared in my dreams. I dreamed about Star Child…"

 

"Your husband…"

 

"Yes… but he severed the mind link with me. I can't hear him in my thoughts… and Jeannie appeared in my dreams, and then Son Goku…"

 

"Wait, slow down!" Buruma said quickly. "Why don't we talk about this all over coffee… in the kitchen…"

 

***

 

Once they were alone in the kitchen, Buruma poured coffee for herself and her distraught fellow scientist. Atomique had said little since they had shed their lab coats and sat down beside one another at the small wooden table in the breakfast nook. Chairs creaked slightly as Atomique shifted, taking the mug of fresh coffee steaming in her face.

 

"Arigato," she nodded. Buruma nodded back, setting down a plate of tempting pastries that would have put her mother's blood level of glucose to shame.

 

"My mom always loved these. She and my dad are out of town. Chocolate always makes me feel better when I'm mixed up… and I'm sure you're confused as hell by the look of it…"

 

"Buruma, I know you and Son-kun… and…"

 

"This has nothing to do with him, so don't worry about that," said Buruma quickly. "My friendship with you doesn't need anyone's approval. Now just please relax and tell me everything. I promise I'll do whatever I can to help… I might be a bitch to some people because I tell it like it is, but that doesn't' mean I won't listen when someone needs an ear…"

 

"When I woke up, Radditz drew off my excess energy. And then the next thing I know… one thing led to another…"

 

"Okay… you can tell me all right. I'm not going to flip out or get mad. Goku's one of my oldest and dearest friends. If something's happened with you… and he's part of it… it's my business to know… or is that why you didn't want to tell me that he bit you?"

 

"You know?"

 

"It's obvious why you're so worked up…"

 

"Because you're his best friend, I figured you might be leery to know… what happened. And that you might still think that he belonged with… or should I mean we're talking about his brother here…"

 

"Like I said, this isn't about that. Did he bite you, on the neck? Is that why you're hiding with that smock?" she asked. Atomique nodded, unbuttoning the top silk buttons to reveal a red bruise in the exact same place that Buruma recalled hers. Untying her scarf, she showed the mark she bore, and glanced at both.

 

"Exactly the same place… you can see why I'm nervous, because I heard that they mate for life… and if…" trailed off Atomique.

 

"No wonder you're freaked. Are you sensing any thoughts or feelings not your own?"

 

"Yes. Just like with Paul, only more… intense. It's like I can feel… and sense things… like I'm partly somewhere else…"

 

"Did you bite HIM?"

 

"Yes," she nodded, looking guiltily.

 

"Thank heaven for small favors, or you'd be going nuts and so would he by now," said Buruma. Reaching across she took her friend's hand and squeezed it. Both women embraced, as she gave her a much-needed hug.

 

"I'm happy, and it's great, but I'm scared…"

 

"Are you scared because he might hurt you? Because Bejita would make sure…"

 

"Bejita can't stand me," she groaned.

 

"Bejita hates most people. But he respects you, and it's not just because you kicked his student's butt…" Buruma giggled.

 

“I refuse to believe that till I see it…” said Atomique, rolling her eyes. Buruma grinned like a Cheshire cat and squeezed her shoulder.

 

“Look, take it from me, those monkey men can be bakayarous, but deep down there's nobody more devoted to a female then one of them. If you caught him, then I'm sure it's all good. After all, he's Goku's brother. There has to be capacity for good… and I don't' think you need to hit him on the head either…”

 

“I care deeply for him. God… Kami knows why, but I've fallen deeply in love with him… so quickly…” she smiled shyly.

 

“Good. Then it's a chance to celebrate. I figured he had the hots for you the instant you two started arguing…”

 

“Is that a Saiyan thing as well?”

 

“You kidding? It's part of how they show affection… by yelling at each other…” she snickered, mimicking Bejita's expression eerily.

 

“I'm doomed,” she groaned. “But Son Goku doesn't seem exactly happy… is it true what people say?”

 

“What do you mean,” Buruma asked, sipping her coffee thoughtfully.

 

“He seems disappointed when I came in with Radditzu this morning. Like a lost puppy. Did he really have… feelings for me?”

 

“Kami… I'm afraid so. Look, I'm glad this happened. Because what I'm about to tell you will clear it all up… you should know the whole story behind why Chichi left him…”

 

“But is there a chance… I think he still loves her…”

 

“He does, but let me start from the beginning. They divorced nearly two years ago. But Chichi had been talking about leaving him for a long time, since he was dead… and she had been lonely, and in that time she'd met someone else. I figured it out, because I put 2 and 2 together, and Bejita smelled another male on her whenever she'd come by with Goten…"

 

"Bejita knew?" groaned Atomique.

 

"Yes. He didn't care for it, but he figured that since she was human, she'd be lonely. He knew for a while that this was going on. But since Son-kun was dead… and then when she heard that he was coming back for the Tenkachi budakai… she stopped seeing whoever it was. Things seemed great, because she was going to see her Goku again. But then Majin Buu…" Buruma frowned.

 

"Goku told me parts of it… that awful battle…" shuddered Atomique.

 

"Yes. Chichi was changed into something else like all of us were. When she realized Goku was really coming back to life, she wasn't sure how to take it. Shortly after that, she came over alone to talk to me. She asked me to promise not to tell Son-kun, but she was planning on leaving him… of course I was angry, hurt and confused for both their sakes. But I couldn't say that I was surprised. Of course Bejita overheard the whole thing, and it was all I could do to stop him from making an ass of his smug self…"

 

"How did…" blinked Atomique, gulping the last of her coffee. Buruma poured her a second mug. Listening to her friend she dumped sugar into the swirling black brew.

 

"I tried to convince her to give it another chance, but she said she'd made up her mind. I asked her if she was going to take Goten and Gohan. She said she suspected Gohan already had figured it out, and she didn't' want to take Goten out of school. I said that I'd take him if she wasn't able to… because she'd gotten a job in another city, and was wanting to move in with the man she'd met…"

 

"A job? Good for her!” nodded Atomique.

 

"She's been hired as an accountant for a pretty prestigious firm. She didn't waste her time those seven years just doing nothing. So after a long talk, she gave me some money to set up a trust fund for the boys. Then she told me that she was going to see to it that Goku learned what it was like… put him in her shoes. I demanded that she tell the whole truth. So a few days went by, and then I went to see both of them. Son Goku was devastated because she'd finally broken it to him. Vegetal and I showed up at his house and he was an emotional wreck. Needless to say, Bejita was pissed, but I told him to back down. So we took Goten for a few days while I stayed with Son Goku, and Gohan. Eventually the whole story came out. She had pretended everything was fine for those last few weeks… and then she left when Goten was visiting Trunks…"

 

"She just left them, Goku said. But I don't think she's the sort of woman who would do that without a good reason…”

 

"She had told Goten she was going away on a trip, and that he was to stay with Daddy because Mommy needed to go do something important," sighed Buruma. "And that when she was done, she'd come back and have him come for a visit. And then in a few months, she and Goku took the family to dinner here, and everything was explained. I'll tell her that she did the whole thing with class, because there was no shouting, no screaming and just a very matter of fact explanation to both sons that it wasn't their fault. Goten was really upset, and Gohan wasn't too happy, but she made it quite clear that she couldn't live with him anymore. Of course Goku got it in his head that he was going to do whatever it took to make it right, so Chichi said the only way he could was to take care of the boys himself. And then that's how it happened…"

 

"He became Daddy Daycare," said Atomique quietly.

 

"Bejita and I have offered help when we could, surreptitiously of course. Chichi didn't expect Goku to last a week, and had it in the custody papers that if he wanted to transfer Goten over anytime he felt in over his head he could. But he never did. I guess she was shocked to see he actually wasn't too bad at it."

 

"I haven't seen when she sees the children?" asked Atomique.

 

"Whenever Goten's over here, she sees him then. She doesn't like going to Mt. Paozu because she figures the less contact with Son Goku, the better for him to make a clean break…"

 

"Weren't they… bonded?"

 

"Bejita says that Saiyans can bond in three ways. By blood, by children, and by soul. Rarely do all three happen in a mating bond. It's true that a Saiyan bites his mate on the neck to claim his property. But she has to bite him in return if she wants to show that she is truly his. She can refuse, but still bear his children."

 

"Goku said that they raised kids in incubators…" said Atomique, shivering visually.

 

"Yeah. And shipped 'em off world. Only Royals were born naturally anymore. So most of the mating bonds were more for the sake of sexual release. But Saiyans are monogamous after they pick one partner to breed with. Sex, food, and fighting are the three desires most important. But it was getting more and more socially unacceptable to form lasting emotional soul bonds. Those are only possible if the female continually drinks the male's blood, and lets her mind open to his the first time they mate after that exchange…"

 

"He has her children…" nodded Atomique. “But that's not enough?”

 

"Chichi never bit him back. He said he could sense her, because they had children together, that bonded them in one of the ways, and because he'd marked her, that counted as a typical Saiyan bond. But she never bit him back. Usually 2 out of three are required to be officially mated, in Saiyan society."

 

"So you can have children and share blood. Or share children and a soul bond if both mutually bite?" asked Atomique.

 

"Yes. Or you can choose not to reproduce and so forth and so on. It's rare to have all three happen… like in the case of Bejita and myself," she blushed with pride.

 

"Chichi and him are bonded… though?” nodded Atomique, hoping what she suspected was still possible.

 

"By the fact they have children. But she never fully accepted the soul bond or the blood bond. And well… it's hard to say how a Saiyan bond works with a non Saiyan… it's totally unpredictable…" Buruma shrugged.

 

"I feel like I'm encroaching someplace I shouldn't be…" she shivered.

 

"It was Goku's silly idea to take you in anyway. And now that you've done this, it solves one problem already…"

 

“Now we can get Goku and Chichi back together, right!” nodded Atomique.

 

“Absolutely. Unless she doesn't' want him back… and I'm hoping to Kami she does…”

 

“Let me know how I can help…” said Atomique. Then her face fell.

 

“What?”

 

"That's why I'm scared… I made such a commitment once to a man who wanted me… and look where it got me. I don't think I deserve such an honor… I mean Radditzu is a great guy… once you get past the raw meat eating, and the past he's got… but you and Bejita are happy… right?”

 

"Hey, he did it cause he cares for you, baka," sighed Buruma impatiently.

 

"I thought I wasn't capable of falling in love, but now I'm in over my head," she gasped, shivering as she sobbed into her hands. "And I'm not sorry, but I'm scared it will be taken away… and what if Paul comes back…"

 

"He's the one who shut you out. He's dead… unless you have some religious thing about…"

 

"Till death do us part I swore. But he made it clear he cannot be what I want of him," said Atomique quietly.

 

"I'm just really happy that he's found someone special. Take my advice and don't look back. You be good to him, because he's my best friend. And I'll support this if you both really want it…" said Buruma with a smile.

 

“But what if Chichi doesn't want Goku back?”

 

"If you're worried about Chichi, don't be. She's happy, and I'm glad she is. You're not responsible for her, or Goku's past. So let it go. Just enjoy the special thing Radditzu's offered you, because you're a hell of a lucky woman. Hopefully Chichi will see what Goku's done, and she'll learn how much he's willing to do to prove he loves her alone."

 

“Good I hope so,” nodded Atomique.

 

"Now, why don't we see what those idiots are up to… because I for one don't want another crater in my yard?" Buruma grinned.

 

"Where's Jeannie?"

 

"Who the hell knows?" Buruma shrugged. "Bejita made it clear he wasn't training her as long as she kept ranting about revenge!"

 

"But he always says he's going to fight Goku…" Atomique winced.

 

"He always does. It's a male thing. But Jeannie was threatening to take the twins away, and actually kill you. Goku and Bejita never would kill each other's families. They keep their thing between THEM," Buruma said quickly.

***