Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyan Foster Father ❯ All Training in a Day ( Chapter 36 )

All Training in a Day

By Trynia Merin aka StarbearerTM

 

Only a few days after she had come into her Saiyan powers, Tomique was having issues. Namely with her lack of fast progression no matter how far she pushed herself to the limit. Vegeta, knowing the hostility that Jeannie held towards her former friend decided more drastic measures were needed. He hated the rivalry that disrupted his well oiled machine of Saiyan warriors. Some rivalry was necessary, but this was ridiculous.

 

Tomique and Radditzu thought back to the day where Vegeta revealed his secret plan to bring Tomique up to speed. The Saiyan no Ouji proved that you could level the playing field if you were clever enough with the right pieces. Always a master tactician, Vegeta's skills at strategy extended to more than just his battle skills. He was finally getting to utilize the skills his father had taught him as a Royal and a Prince all those years ago, regarding leadership.

 

That day, Vegeta had called her into his GR trainer. He glanced at her, grunting to notice the tail wrapped around her waist. Finally he wheeled on her, facing her fully with a frown. “This won't do. You're simply not strong enough to face her.”

 

“Jeannie? I don't care; I won't let her push me aside.”

 

“Using your alchemy powers you could possibly hold your own, but not using ki. You're far too weak on that level to properly fight by right of satisfaction. No, you need far more training…” said Vegeta firmly.

 

“I'll do what it takes to get her off my back, and protect my family. But at the cost of losing my bond with my children?” she asked.

 

“True, but true Saiyan warriors train for YEARS. Granted your time with the State Military on that Alchemy world has hardened you from what you once were. Becoming Saiyan has increased your raw power at least by a factor of five, not ten. You have the requisite battle energy, but it's not properly tapped. Kakkarot might have increased your abilities to channel KI, but you are far from the skill level of even a third class.”

 

“I fought her before and won…”

 

“But what about the next time? You were lucky, and took risks with your powers. But as a scientist you need skill, not dumb luck. So I shall order special training. The full regimen. From birth Saiyans are trained in the arts of war. But when they come of age, they go through a year of intense almost round the clock training. Now that you're Saiyan, you must undergo this. And it would involve going into space in 10 Gs incrementally…”

 

"I can't squeeze years of training into only a week!" Tomique protested to Vegeta.

 

"Actually, you can," Vegeta said. Tomique's mouth popped open, and she could swear her jaw must have impacted with the floor.

 

"How is that possible, sire?" asked Radditzu.

 

"I have my ways. It's going to take some pulling strings, but I believe I can redress your gap in fighting skills by taking you to a place where what you complain about IS possible," Vegeta smirked, hands on his hips. "That is if you're UP to it!"

 

"Does it mean more time away from my family?"

 

"Not to them, but to you," said Vegeta. "I think it might just work. Back when I fought cell with Kakkarot, some of us trained in a Hyperbolic Time Chamber, where an entire earth day was equivalent to an entire year…"

 

"A dimensional zone where the passage of time is different relative to this one then. Brilliant… but where does such a place exist and why haven't we heard of it before?" asked Radditzu.

 

"Because it's a closely guarded secret…"

 

"Does Nappa and Cabernet…"

 

"No. But they soon will. Because each of us in turn will spend a month or so helping you grow accustomed to your Saiyan powers," said Vegeta.

 

"You mean I'm going to be stuck training for a whole YEAR… with you guys? No offense… but it's going to be a long time…" she whispered.

 

"Do you want the Destroyers to kill your sons? Do you WANT to be a weakling?" Vegeta snarled.

 

"No I don't," Tomique grunted.

 

"Good, then it's settled. Bring what you need for a year. Radditzu, you will be joining her for the first three months. Unfortunately the room can only comfortably hold two people for any length of time…"

 

"Sire I won't stand for Nappa being left alone with her!" Radditzu snapped.

 

"That idiot has other chores. I trust that Cabernet would be a good replacement. But it all depends on if you can assist her in building her ki, Radditzu. Both of you must be in tune with one another perfectly," said Vegeta. "Now, make preparations. After the first three months another of us will work with her. But you'll be back periodically to assist her…"

 

"Fine… I suppose that can work out," said Radditzu. He rested his hand at Tomique's back. She nodded, then let him lead her towards the room where there were spare suits of armor.

***

Son Goku arrived with her two sons then noticed Bulma and Vegeta were arguing in the front lobby. He waved, and said, "Hey guys, what's the problem. Don't tell me you're arguing again?"

 

"Son-kun, could you please tell this idiot that he's gone too far!" Bulma snapped. Both Bohr and Fermi slid down from his shoulders and stood at his sides. Their eyes were wide, and Goku shook his head.

 

"Could we do this away from the kids?" asked Goku quietly.

 

"Trunks! Come here now, Son!" Vegeta shouted. "You have company!"

 

"Hey that's a great idea!" Goku cheered up. "Bulma, Chichi's coming by later with Goten, and she wondered if you wanted to go shopping?"

 

"Fine, I suppose I could use a break," Bulma said. "Unlike SOME of us, I enjoy the FINER things other than FIGHTING and training!"

 

"Don't whine to me! If I didn't train, you'd all be DEAD!" Vegeta snarled.

 

"Humph," Bulma snorted turning around and forming a pose identical to her husband's.

 

"Son-kun-san, they look like you and Auntie Chichi when they argue," Bohr whispered.

 

"Are they angry at US or Mommy?" asked Fermi.

 

"No, they're just being grown ups. You know that your auntie Chichi and I fight all the time, but we always get back together. Married people argue a lot, just like normal friends do. It's just that if you don't forgive each other that's when problems start," Goku leaned down to whisper into both boys' ears.

 

A minute later, Trunks wandered out with his hands in his pockets. Seeing the two boys, he gave a grin. "Hey there, you guys finally got bored huh hanging around Goten?"

 

"Nissan we're here to play with you!" Fermi said as he rushed over to stand near Trunks.

 

"Son-kun-san said it was okay… Bulma-san can we?" Bohr asked, looking up at Bulma.

 

"Okay I suppose that's fine. Trunks, could you take them into your room for a while? Your Papa and I are having a talk…"

 

"Oh yeah, I could hear it all the way down there," Trunks glared witheringly at his parents.

 

"Never you mind, Son," Vegeta barked. "Take Tomique's twins and occupy them while I speak to Kakkarot and your mother. I'll send for you when I'm done. There's something we need to talk about later, man to man…"

 

"Okay Papa. C'mon you guys, let's go play some video games…" Trunks said, motioning for the twins to follow him. They darted off after him, laughing as they waved goodbye to Goku.

 

"Um Vegeta… what's going on? Why'd you have Tomique call me?" he asked.

 

"It's simple. I need you to convince Piccolo to let me use the hyperbolic time chamber to train Tomique," said Vegeta. "She's not accustomed to her powers, and I refuse to let her go any longer without the requisite third class training. And since she's worried about bonding with her brats, I figured this was the best solution…"

 

"That's a GREAT idea!" Goku brightened up. "Hear that boys, your mommy's gonna get extra training, but she's going to be gone for only a short time!"

 

"What genius failed to mention is that he's going to spend time in there with her! I can't BELIEVE it… he never spends time with ME training. And now I'm supposed to not be jealous that he's going to be alone with HER for three months?"

 

"Gosh Vegeta… what's my brother say?"

 

"It's just terrific! You never took ME on a honeymoon, and now you're letting two of your third class warriors, buck privates have three months of uninterrupted BLISS while you didn't even TAKE me on a lousy honeymoon!" Bulma yelled.

 

"We were fighting cell, you infernal woman! What was I supposed to do, check into the morgue and get you a slab next to mine?" Vegeta snarled.

 

"Look you two, that's great, but are you sure," asked Goku.

 

"We need you go ask Dende if we can use the room. Since you get along with anyone in that disgustingly cheerful manner, you can do the asking!" Vegeta snorted.

 

"Well jeez Vegeta thanks, but you could ask him yourself!" said Goku.

 

"I'd rather YOU made an idiot out of yourself if they give me shit," Vegeta said. "After all, they trust you. Kakkarot can do no wrong…"

 

"Okay, you got a deal," Goku said. "I'll just IM up there and ask them now if you like. Then I'll be back when I've got an answer. You want me to take Radditzu and Tomique up there?"

 

"Fine. That would be acceptable. Considering I wish to keep the location secret from Nappa and the others…" said Vegeta.

 

"Good idea," Bulma sniffed.

 

"Why?" asked Goku. "They ARE your warriors… unless…. You don't trust them do you?"

 

"Nappa is obstinate. He couldn't keep a secret to save his life unless it profited him. It's better to only tell him what he needs to know… he's not KNOWN for his brains," Vegeta snorted. "And I don't wish Jeannie to know either. She's going to look for every excuse to harass Tomique and Radditzu. And I can't let that interfere with my warriors or discipline…"

 

"So you're doing it to help them out. I knew you cared," Goku grinned, elbowing Vegeta.

 

"Shut up, Kakkarot! Just go and ask them… if you would?" Vegeta snorted.

 

"You didn't say the magic word!" Goku teased.

 

"Go ask them PLEASE, and be QUICK about it!" Vegeta spat.

 

"It's not that hard. I'll be back, Vegeta," Goku grinned and vanished with a touch of two fingers to his forehead.

 

"Now that's settled, I need to see if those two third classes are ready yet," said Vegeta.

 

"Hem… we were still TALKING…" Bulma coughed.

 

"What now?" Vegeta snorted. "Are you still being a baby about this?"

 

"I deserve a honeymoon, baka," she sniffed. "Is it THAT much to ask for your WIFE?"

 

"Fine Woman, you'll get your honeymoon," Vegeta sighed. "Now would you stop pouting like a spoiled BRAT?"

 

"That's what we both are," she stuck her tongue out at him. Vegeta rolled his eyes, and moved over to grab Bulma and spin her around.

 

"You drive me crazy you idiotic female!" Vegeta snarled. Bulma raised her hand to smack him, but he caught her wrist in his gloved palm, smirking. She growled, fuming angry with steam all but coming out her ears when Vegeta trapped her against his body. Sharply he turned his head to the side, and grabbed the scruff of her neck. Bulma's next angry scream was cut off as Vegeta kissed her hard. An angry squeal between their lips soon turned into a sigh and a moan when her blue eyes closed. Her fingers soon latched into his hair, grabbing handfuls of the spiked mass to tug onto it.

 

When she separated for breath she panted up at him, glaring angrily at him. "That's fighting dirty, Vegeta…"

 

"Dirty is how you like it as I recall," he smirked. "Now, we have a few minutes before Kakkarot comes back, and those two lovebirds are ready. I suggest we use the time constructively don't you?"

 

"Where and when, bud?"

 

"Now, and at 10,000 meters,' Vegeta grinned as he swept her up in his arms. Bulma gasped, clinging to her husband darting out the window of Capsule. A strake of blue fire rocketed up into the clear skies, indicating Bulma and her Prince were finding time for a quickie.

***

Goten bounded into the playroom where Trunks swung his arms in a series of katas. Clad in a blue gi tied with red belt, Trunks flashed a punch before stopping it a centimeter from Fermi's head. To his delight the boy did not even flinch.

 

"Nice one. Now, your turn, Bohr…" said Trunks.

 

"Goten-kun!" Bohr laughed, turning towards the door. He and Goten mock hit one another, then rolled over laughing and play hitting.

 

"Kids," Trunks snorted, turning to Fermi.

 

"I know. Little brothers are SO embarrassing," Fermi snorted. "Even if we ARE two minutes apart…"

 

"He's still a toddler," Trunks grinned knowingly. "Hey are you two DONE yet? Hello?"

 

"Sorry Trunks I was just seeing how STRONG this guy was!" Goten apologized, grabbing Bohr by the back of his orange gi. Both twins were clad in the same training outfit as Goten was. Except their undershirts were different colors. Bohr's was a silky green with long sleeves, and Fermi's was yellow, unlike Goten's.

 

"Now guys, let's spar. Goten, you work with Bohr since you're still beating on each other, and I'll take up with Fermi… winner gets to play my newest game…" Trunks grinned. "And then maybe we can all use my Papa's gravity room…"

 

"I dunno Trunks the last time we tried taking them in there, your mom and mine flipped out!" Goten reminded him.

 

"C'mon, what does your mommy say?" Trunks asked them.

 

"She says we should listen to Buruma-san and Auntie Chichi-san," Bohr said.

 

"But she's not here, and we should listen to Nissan Trunks-kun and Goten-kun," Fermi reminded him. "Remember? That's what Son-kun-sama said!"

 

"Right. And you guys gotta do what I say cause I'm the oldest…" said Trunks with a wink.

 

"Isn't it because you're a Prince?" added Fermi. "I mean your Daddy is the Prince of all Saiyans, so that makes you one too…"

 

"C'mon Trunks you promised you wouldn't be a stuck up dork!" Goten grumbled.

 

"My mommy says you shouldn't act like a jerk with your power," Bohr pouted.

 

"But Uncle Raddish-san said we should do what Bejita-sama says cause he's Royalty," Fermi returned, arms folded over his chest. "Cause Mommy's a Saiyan now."

 

"He's right," Trunks grinned.

 

"If you're a SAIYAN where's your tail!" Bohr challenged.

 

"Good question," Fermi said. "But you don't remember the story, silly!"

 

"I had a tail when I was born, but my Mom had it cut off," said Trunks quickly. "Right Goten?"

 

"Right Trunks. My Mommy said the same thing. She said there were enough monsters in the family," Goten grumbled.

 

"Your Mom sure talks too much," Trunks snorted.

 

"It's not NICE to talk that way about Auntie Chichi!" Bohr snapped at him.

 

"He's right," Fermi added. "Even if it IS true…"

 

"Fine, whatever. Let's just go train okay?" Trunks said. "Sorry Goten-kun but your Mommy's wrong about that. We're not monsters, we're Saiyans. If that scares her, it isn't OUR problem… so don't let her bug you ever. She says that again, you tell my Mom and she'll straighten her out!"

 

"Okay," Goten nodded.

 

"Ready Nissan?" asked Fermi, glancing at Trunks.

 

"Exactly. C'mon guys… last one there's a rotten egg! Race ya across the yard!" Trunks winked with a smirk that would do his father proud. He leapt onto the windowsill and rocketed off in a trail of blue ki. Fermi, Bohr, and Goten followed, leaving purple and white trails respectively. All of the signatures of the twin's ki were purple like their mother's or their late father's.

***

Vegeta and Bulma landed in the yard, fixing one another's hair. Vegeta wiped lipstick off his mouth with the back of his glove, then helped Bulma fasten the buttons on her shirt. She fixed the clips on his armor. Both smiled at each other with a satiated grin.

 

"Was that satisfactory?" Vegeta asked. He saw two purple streaks rocketing overhead, tailing a white and a royal blue one.

 

"Uh huh, but you still owe me a honeymoon, Geta-chan," she whispered. He glanced up, shading his eyes with his hand.

 

"I see Trunks is training the brats with Kakkarot's youngest child's help. Good," Vegeta nodded.

 

"They're so good with those boys. It's great to see them playing together," Bulma said with a sigh. "I guess I understand why you want to use the chamber. Tomique's feeling guilty about having to spend so much time away from her sons…"

 

"Exactly. On Vegetasei, two newly bonded mates spent three months together training to synch their ki. Royals didn't, but second and third class did. That's why I didn't perform that ritual with you, Bulma. It was out of protocol…"

 

"Still, I'm jealous…"

 

"There will be time for that later, I promise, Bulma," Vegeta glanced meaningfully at her. "But now to the matter at hand…"

 

"But she's pregnant Vegeta…" Bulma swallowed hard.

 

"Simple. If you build a gestational tank…"

 

"No WAY!" Bulma yelled at him. "We're NOT doing that! We discussed it!"

 

"There's no need for that Sire, when I have a solution," Cabernet interrupted. "Begging your pardon…"

 

"You heard? How much?" Vegeta asked her as she bowed.

 

"If you're worried about Tomique carrying her brats during training, I could show her how to postpone her pregnancy. After all, I've had to do it at times… there's no Gestational tanks in space. Besides those aren't USED for third class or Royals… your Majesty…"

 

"Right," said Bejita. "Third class warriors were not given priority as Elite were. And Royalty was considered to be far stronger if they were carried full term. Naturally since the Queen and concubines were not required to fight… that was the case. Yet third class females if they conceived in space would prolong their pregnancies. But is she capable of…"

 

"I am," said Tomique, standing behind Cabernet. "She's showed me how…"

 

"Fine then. Are you ready?" Vegeta glanced at her.

 

"Whenever you are. Radditzu's getting our gear together, Sire," Tomique said. "But I want to say goodbye to my boys first…"

 

"Trunks!" Vegeta yelled.

 

"Must you YELL!" Bulma winced. Trunks landed, shortly followed by his retinue.

 

"Yeah Papa… is it time?" Trunks asked.

 

"Mommy, do you have to go so soon?" asked Bohr and Fermi. She leaned down and hugged them both hard.

 

"Mommy has to train and learn to use her new powers," said Tomique, picking up Fermi on one hip, and Bohr on the other.

 

"So you can grow as strong as Son-kun and Bejita sama?" asked Fermi.

 

"Well not THAT strong…"

 

"You take care of our mommy, Uncle Bejita-sama," Bohr asked the Prince.

 

"Of course, boy," Vegeta said, glancing at him. Tomique set her son down, and he walked over to bow to the Prince.

 

"You promise? Cause Trunks-kun said you'd be training her part of the time…" Bohr said.

 

Sighing, Vegeta leaned down and picked the boy up carefully. "A Prince keeps his word, boy. You'd do well to remember that…"

 

Bulma almost fell over seeing Vegeta pick up someone else's child like that. Bohr rested his hand on the Prince's shoulder and nodded stoically. "All right Vegeta-sama. I know you'll protect her. But what about Uncle-Raddish… Radditzu?"

 

"He'll be with her," Vegeta said, and then set the boy down. "Go to your mother. You don't have much time till we have to leave…"

 

"Thank you, Vegeta-sama," Fermi said, sliding down and bowing to him as well. Vegeta patted the boy awkwardly on the head.

 

"Fine, enough of this. You both say your good-byes while you can," Vegeta coughed gruffly. Fermi nodded and darted behind his mom's leg. He then brightened up and rushed over to where Radditzu strode out carrying a large bundle over his shoulder.

 

"Uncle Radditzu, you'd better take care of our mother," Fermi glanced up at him. Radditzu leaned down and swept the boy easily on his shoulder.

 

"You have my word, young warrior. You don't even have to ask," he said. Bohr held up his arms to be caught up on Radditzu's other shoulder. Both of them were tugging at his hair.

 

"Come back okay? We'll miss you both," Bohr said as he pressed his cheek to Radditzu's temple. Fermi patted him on the back of the head.

 

"You help mom get strong okay?" Fermi nodded.

 

"Boys, don't hang on him, you know he HATES that!" Tomique groaned.

 

"Aww Mom, relax!" Fermi shook his head. Radditzu transferred Fermi to his hip, and kept Bohr sitting on his shoulders. He wandered over to where she was watching with amusement, then knelt down before Vegeta.

 

"Reporting for duty…"

 

"I see," Vegeta said, trying to keep a straight face while Tomique's sons crawled over his warrior. "We're just waiting for that brother of yours…"

 

"Yoo-hoo," Goku called, appearing out of nowhere and startling Tomique and the others.

 

"I'll NEVER get used to that," Bulma gulped.

 

"Well Kakkarot?" Vegeta asked. Radditzu stood up, still holding Tomique's children. Goku glanced at him, then started to laugh.

 

"You see I was RIGHT! They love you!" Goku grinned, pointing at him.

 

"Brother, what are you on about? We have to go… the Prince is waiting," Radditzu snorted impatiently.

 

"Yeah, what he said," Fermi glared at Goku. "What's so funny Son-kun-san?"

 

"Just you guys… this is a RIOT!" he laughed. Goten walked over and stood by his dad's hip. Goku gave his son a hug, and then wandered over to Vegeta.

 

"Why's he laughing at us?" Bohr asked Radditzu.

 

"He always does that, remember? You're the one who called him Funny man," Fermi reminded him.

 

"It fits," Radditzu nodded to the two boys he still carried effortlessly around.

 

"Enough frivolity. Are we going to do this or not?" Vegeta glared at Goku.

 

"It's all set up," Goku grinned, giving the thumbs up sign. "I can take them now if you want…"

 

"Fine, then do so. But I shall go as well. Radditzu, Tomique, say your good-byes. It's time to leave…" said Vegeta.

 

"Farewell young warriors," Radditzu said, and put both boys down. Reluctantly Bohr slid down and they both went over to hug Tomique goodbye. She fought away tears, and Fermi clung to her waist, not wanting to let go. Bohr broke down into tears, hugging her leg. Radditzu leaned down and grabbed Bohr up, holding the boy before him.

 

"I promise she won't' be harmed, you'll see. Now be brave, little warrior… just like I said, remember?" Radditzu said firmly yet softly to him. "Can you do that?"

 

"Gosh guys, I'm only going to be gone a day…" Tomique said, squeezing her other son.

 

"I know, but it stinks," said Fermi. "You'll be gone a whole year… and miss us more!"

 

"C'mon guys, it's gonna be okay," Goku said, taking Fermi from her. He sniffled, drying his tears. Radditzu set his twin down, and then Fermi let go of Goku.

 

"Go stand by Trunks now, that's a good boy…" Tomique nodded. Sniffling, they nodded and moved over by Goten and Trunks. Radditzu slid his arm around Tomique's waist, and then Goku motioned for them to stand close to him. Vegeta joined them, stoically crossing his arms and facing out over his family. In seconds they were gone.

 

"Mommy," Bohr sniffled. Bulma sighed and looked to Trunks and Goten.

 

"Come on you guys, let's go get some ice cream. That will help pass the time… okay?" Bulma said.

 

"Any flavor you want, think of it!" Goten nudged Bohr, who was crying into his shoulder.

 

"Wow… any flavor?"

 

"You bet," said Trunks.

 

"Me first!" Fermi said, forgetting his tears. They rushed after Bulma; their sorrow put to the side for a time.

***

 

Dende and Piccolo were waiting for the small party at Kami's lookout. Seeing Goku, they nodded in gretting. Radditzu felt Tomique's arm tighten around his waist, so he increased his grip on her hip. While she had seen Namekians before when Piccolo came to visit Goku, the other one was unfamiliar.

 

"Welcome to the Lookout, Tomique, Radditzu… it's nice to meet you," Dende smiled.

 

"Thank you for letting us use the room guys…" said Goku.

 

"Fine, you have my gratitude as well, but let's go already," Vegeta said impatiently.

 

"Right this way," Dende said. "Follow me…"

 

Along the massive floating island they strode, watching clouds go by. Inside the multiple rooms they wandered, following Dende down several steps while Piccolo brought up the rear. While they walked, Dende explained the room's workings to the newcomers. "Goku and Vegeta probably told you about the Hyperbolic Time Chamber… but there's some other things you should be aware of…" he said.

 

"Such as?" Radditzu asked. "How do we find food in a sealed environ, or is it provided automatically?"

 

"It's provided automatically. There's a pantry with jars of all kinds. They'll automatically replenish to match your needs. There's also two beds, and a shower, and other sanitation amenities," Dende explained.

 

"Only two of you can be in the room for any extended period of time," said Piccolo.

 

"Why were you and Trunks and Goten able to be in there at the same time?" asked Goku.

 

"Because Nameks don't' need to EAT," Piccolo snorted. "I can be in there indefinitely. But the comforts and demands of the room are more difficult to share among more than two at a time…"

 

"You will be in simulated 10 times gravity at all times," Vegeta took up the explanation. "Both of you will spend three months acclimating to Vegetasei standard environment. That should strengthen your Saiyan powers to their maximum potential. You will spend the bulk of your time on basic forms. After the first segment one of my warriors will spend two weeks in rotation, followed by two weeks with your mate. I shall come in from time to time to test what you've learned, Tomique…"

 

"Great," she mumbled.

 

"I shall expect good progress of course. While someone else is with her Radditzu, you will remain outside. It will only be a few minutes for you, but you shall be able to tolerate the separation," said Vegeta.

 

"What about Tomique?" he asked.

 

"She'll be too busy fighting to miss you much," Vegeta said quietly.

 

"Here we are," Dende said. "The Hyperbolic Time Chamber, also known as the Room of Spirit and Time…"

 

"Hyperbolic Time Chamber sounds cooler though," Goku laughed.

 

"Fine, let's do this. Radditzu, Tomique, enter," said Vegeta. Dende placed his hand on the door, and it slid open. Saying their farewells, they both strode inside. Behind them the door slid shut, and they were in another realm.

***

"Impressive," Radditzu said, folding his arms and staring up at the high vaulted ceiling. He felt the familiar tug of Vegetasei gravity, and tossed his bundle down.

 

"Wow… can we use ki in here?" she asked, raising her hand.

 

"Let's find out love," Radditzu smiled.

 

"That series of buildings over there must be the amenities… I should like to see them and get settled in," she said. Radditzu nodded.

 

They scoped out the Spartan accommodations, noticing the large double bed and bathtub in a one-room dwelling. A table and chairs sat by a large pantry refrigerator. She opened it up to see large jars covered and labeled with other things.

 

"I hope they have compatible food," Radditzu grunted.

 

"Well, if I'm not mistaken these are garbonzo beans, rice, and other foods that Goku likes. So I'm sure I could find egg rolls…"

 

"This seems adequate. I'm sure we'll be quite comfortable here," Radditzu said. Tomique hugged herself, feeling a sense of forlornness.

 

"Alone for three months. It's so quiet," she whispered.

 

"It has certain advantages," Radditzu said. She leaned up and started taking off her armor.

 

"I know we're in training, but do I have to wear this armor the whole time?"

 

"No, you may wear what you like, or however little you wish," Radditzu purred.

 

"You can drop the armor too, if you want. Cause I got a feeling it's going to be very sweaty in here…" she laughed.

 

"I'm used to my armor though," he protested as she reached up and pulled his scouter off.

 

"Nonsense, and let that gi that your brother gave you go to waste? I want to see you in it… please?"

 

"Very well if it will please you love," Radditzu sighed dramatically, letting her undress him. Moments later he wore the light workout pants. He grunted as he slid the red weighted shirt over his body.

 

"It's weighted like your armor, Goku said. And he has boots and training weights. I know armor's good, but even your prince doesn't wear it 24 7," she said, fishing out a set of violet gi that looked like something Chichi would wear. Radditzu admitted the high collared sleeveless jacket and pink baggy training pants were better. He stacked his armor neatly on the bedside table, then strode out with bare feet.

 

"The boots are here," she said, then put on a pair of weighted boots that were equivalent to what her armor weighed. "Might as well step it up…"

 

"No doubt he'll increase the gravity here," said Radditzu, coiling his tail around his waist just above his sash that held the pants up. She fixed the bindings and nodded. He had to admit the gi was comfortable and did not hinder him.