Royal Namekian Blues

By Trynia Merin aka StarbearerTM

Disclaimer: I don’t own Dragon Ball Z. Toriyama created it, and Funimation and Toei Animation Co. own it! I only own my fanchars Dr. Stellari, Fermi and Bohr and the story idea! Please don’t sue me because I’m not looking to get rich!

The day passed with several situations that left Dr. Stellari confused. Finding out Launch was expecting a child just like she was earth shattering enough. Yet the whole ritual of Raditz preparing animal skin clothes for her was another complete mystery. Fermi and Bohr were wholeheartedly embracing the whole 'back to nature' time. Launch was busy target shooting with a machine gun that afternoon.

Nappa had gone off to hunt something for lunch. Both twins were helping their mother straighten up the cooking area of bones and other debris when Raditz suggested the boys could try sparring with him. Fermi glanced at his mother, "Can we?"

"If you want to," said Dr. Stellari nervously.

"Don't worry I won't hurt your whelps," Raditz chuckled.

"She's scared we'll kick your butt," Fermi giggled.

"Hmm, is that so?" Raditz chuckled, leaning over to look at the defiant young warrior in orange gi. It was a good idea both boys had changed into real clothes unlike she. Bohr still stood close to his mother, looking at Raditz with wide eyes.

"I guess," Bohr muttered.

"Some REAL fun! I wanna spar with him, Mom, can I?" asked Fermi.

"Go ahead. Bohr?"

"I'll watch," the other twin said. Raditz extended a hand to the boy, trying to remember what he had seen other parents do on television. Nervously Bohr placed his small hand in that of the large warrior. Fermi nodded and strode alongside him.

"I'll not be far away. Will you wait for us here, love?" Raditz glanced at Tomic.

"Go on and play boys," she waved her hand. It gladdened her to see her boys starting to bond with her new husband. Just how it would play out made her nervous. Soon Raditz had taken either boy towards a nearby clearing leaving Atomique Stellari to sit by the glowing coals she tried to keep alight.

"Are you okay?" asked a voice out of nowhere. Atomique Stellari screamed whirling around with both hands raised.

"Who on EARTH?" she shouted, sending a shard of plastic towards whoever had invaded the silence.

"OWW!" Son Goku yelped, pulling spikes out of his skin. "That's sharp! Hey, relax I'm not going to hurt ya!"

"Where the HELL did you come from! I didn't even SENSE you!" Dr. Stellari stammered.

"Sorry, Chichi did tell me I shouldn't IT in here," Goku laughed, rubbing the back of his neck with that annoying grin. He pulled more plastic spikes out of his gi.

"Um, how did you… never mind, I'm sure you just homed in on our energies," she said nervously. It had been a few weeks since the fight and she was still gun shy.

"I just dropped in to check on you and see if you were OK," Goku said quietly.

"If it's about Nappa and Raditz transforming, I had no idea," Atomique looked up at him guiltily.

"I'm glad you're all right," Son Goku nodded, striding up to her. "Hey, nice clothes. I didn't know you ladies wore animal skins?"

"Um, I left my good clothes behind. Raditz made them for me," she admitted.

"Huh, I didn't know he could sew," Goku shrugged. "So you are okay? I sense the boys alive and well nearby. And did you see Miss Lunch?"

"Yes, and she's fine. Nappa hasn't hurt her, if that's what you were wondering about," said Dr. Stellari, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Hey, relax I'm not here to fight or anything! Chichi just sent me to see if you and the kids were okay… I mean we ARE not too far away… and Bulma was kinda worried when you didn't show up for work…"

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, I forgot!" Dr. Stellari groaned. "I forgot about work!"

"Don't worry; I'll let her know you're fine. But dontcha think it's kinda dangerous for you to go out when they're in their Great Ape forms?"

"Fermi and Bohr protected me. Raditz didn't hurt me at all," she said quickly.

"Wait, you mean he didn't?" asked Goku, scratching his head.

"Raditz may be a Saiyan, but he CAN control his form," said Dr. Stellari firmly. Seeing the defensiveness in her, Goku chuckled.

"Hey, don't get angry! I believe you, calm down okay?" Goku waved his hands before him. He knew that angry gleam well enough in his wife Chichi's eyes. That sort of glare that told him he was poking his nose into forbidden territory. It was heartwarming to him to see the bond between his older brother and his mate was a loving one like his own marriage. So far the kis of her sons and Raditz were flickering healthily with the distant sounds of ki blasts and fights.

"Do you want some roasted bear? We have some left?" she said, reaching over to pick a spit up off the fire.

Goku forgot his concerns when offered food, because he eagerly snatched the offering and started chowing down on it. "Hey thanks! How did you know…?”

"You're Saiyan, you guys ALWAYS need food," she laughed. "So if you're worried that Raditz is hurting me or the kids you can forget it because we're fine! It's just some weird Saiyan hunting ritual."

"Well Vegeta DID explain to me that's what they were doing, from what he was willing to tell me," Goku said quietly. "I mean what Trunks told me."

"You don't trust Vegeta do you?" she asked.

"I trust that Bulma's okay and that Vegeta's not hurting anyone, and that he's keeping Nappa and Raditz from killing so far," Goku said, narrowing his eyes in a manner that resembled Raditz gaze. It shivered her and for a moment the seriousness conjured strange images from her dreams. She blinked and rubbed her head.

"You okay?"

"It's nothing," she said. "It's just you looked like my husband for a moment there. And like something out of a dream I had."

"A dream?"

"Raditz and I… it's the bond we share," she lowered her voice. "I know I wouldn't tell anyone, but since you are brothers…"

"Bond?" Goku blinked.

"A telepathic connection," said Dr. Stellari.

"Oh, you mean like reading minds?" Goku nodded.

"Sharing thoughts and emotions. Yamcha said you could read minds, but I didn't think… I mean some Red Ribbon operatives could, and Tien and Chauzu can, but you…"

"Relax I have to touch someone to read their minds. I can't do it any other way, I mean not easily," Goku shrugged.

"If you doubt Raditz is safe, you can read MY mind," she said, glaring up at him. "Maybe THAT will convince you I'm all right."

"Are you sure? I mean I had thought of doing that to Bulma, but I doubt Vegeta would let me get close enough," Goku blinked.

"You could have asked me before, Goku. Before your friends scared the hell out of me and my children," she said.

"I'm sorry that happened," Goku hung his head. He extended his hand with the palm facing downward towards Dr. Stellari's forehead. She moved forwards, nodding her assent. Goku's hand callused with many rough spots gently rested and she concentrated. To his surprise her thoughts were surprisingly clear and well ordered but the wall rising up shocked him.

"Wow, you know about how to defend yourself," Goku said. "Was that from being in the Red Ribbon army?"

"Not my conscious choice, Goku. But I trust you," she nodded.

"I won't hurt you, just relax and show me what you want me to see," Goku urged. Dr. Stellari closed her eyes, letting the silver tendrils of Goku's mind reach out towards hers. To his shock the mind link was easily formed, images drifting in a well-organized stream.

"Do you see now?" Dr. Stellari asked.

"Yes. I should have done this before. I believe you, and I believe Raditz," said Goku with a stern nod. "But I couldn't get a good sense of you if you were telling the truth for a moment…"

"Bulma said you could tell truth from lies, like most Saiyans," she said.

"You must have been blocking me. But I do sense another mind closely attached to yours. That must be Raditz, huh?" he nodded.

"Yes. I willingly entered into the rapport," she said.

"Huh, Chichi and I have something like that but I never knew why. I mean Vegeta told me SOME things about Saiyan culture, but it's not like I always ask," Goku admitted. He removed his hand from her forehead and glanced down at her. Fortunately he wasn't as difficult to look in the eyes since he was a full head shorter then his brother. Wearing those orange workout clothes and blue boots he seemed to oddly fit into the wild surroundings around them.

"But sometimes do you and Chichi exchange thoughts when you're asleep?" she asked. Goku accepted another skewer of meat from her and gobbled it down. She motioned him to sit next to her on one of the flat rocks.

"Kinda. But it isn't always something I could control. Not till I trained with King Kai," Goku nodded through a mouthful of meat. Bits of cartilage crunched as he swallowed whole chunks. He saw Dr. Stellari examining him with that strange look Bulma often had. The look of a scientist perhaps?

"You're staring at me kinda funny, something wrong?"

"No, just seeing the family resemblance," she chuckled.

"Oh yeah we're in laws now, at least that's what Chichi says cause you're mates with Raditz," said Goku.

"You still accept him after what happened?" she asked.

"I'm starting to," Goku nodded.

"I saw through his eyes what happened, and I can't blame you for not forgiving him," said Dr. Stellari. She shivered and hugged herself, absently covering her chest at the same height where the hole had smashed through them both.

"Oh man, are you serious?" Goku asked, grasping her shoulder. He felt the waves of tension and nausea passing through her tense muscles as images not her own soared in her brain. She nodded her skin a slight sickly green.

"So much pain and horror," she whispered.

"Hey, relax, I didn't mean to make you think of that," Goku apologized.

"I can't help it. But I've seen things just as horrible if not more from my time," she shivered. "I've done some bad things too, Son Goku. You must know from what Bulma told you about me and Bliss Simms."

"She did," said Goku. "I had a talk with her shortly after I knew you guys were with the Saiyans. You saved Bliss from some nasty experiment?"

'Yes. She's a Saiyan just like you. You know as well as I," she nodded.

"All these people, who survived the blast," Goku shook his head. "Makes you wonder…"

"What?"

"How many people did she bring back with her wish?" Goku asked quietly. "And if they're hurting people like they were before…"

"Not if they learned from their mistakes," she said.

"Are you talking about Bardock?" Goku asked. At the sound of the name Dr. Stellari flinched. Goku's eyes widened to their usual friendly round shape in his surprise.

"You know?" she asked.

"Mm hmm," Goku said softly. He slid his hand down from its grip on her shoulder towards her hand. Strong fingers a little smaller then Raditz closed around hers to give her hand a knowing squeeze. Something about this action caused a lump to form in the scientist's throat.

"How do you, Goku?" she asked, looking directly into his deep dark eyes. She saw the same bottomless look there as with Raditz, but filled with an infinite understanding. Such an infinite sadness she often saw in Goku's eyes when he was about to fight someone he did not wish to kill. Energy surged at skin's surface from his touch to hers suggesting incredible power brewing under a tight lid. She could feel his awesome powers locked tightly away, rather the potential then the actual.

"I saw him on Namek," Goku whispered, drawing close. Atomique swallowed her understanding, tears forming in her eyes. Such sincerity she couldn't doubt.

"But he's dead… Raditz told me he could see future events, to the point where people thought he was nuts…" she trailed off. "He must have been psychic. I mean Saiyans ARE to some limited extent but only with other Saiyans. But you can read minds and Prince Vegeta cant."

"I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because of the training with Kami and King Kai," Goku shrugged. "I'm not sure how long I've been able, but I can sense good and evil. Most of the time."

"Raditz told me that Saiyans can only telepathically communicate with other Saiyans or those with Saiyan blood. Although I'm an exception," she said.

"I can't always dot that with Chichi but I can with Gohan, and with my other friends," Goku nodded. "But that's just hard training."

"You grew up on Earth, and thought you were human," she nodded. "But…"

"You saw something that looked familiar a while ago, and it looked like you were seeing a ghost because you were staring at me funny sometimes," Goku said.

"I… share dreams with Raditz," she whispered so softly human ears couldn't hear. "Am I going nuts?"

"No. Because that's how I saw Bardock," said Goku, squeezing her hand again reassuringly. It was like having a brother long forgotten and she knew why Bulma shared a rapport with the fighter. Someone so honest you couldn't help BUT tell them what was going on. Not that he always understood, but he would listen.

"He…" she trailed off. Goku looked her in the eyes and at the same moment the image flashed in their consciousness.

"That's him. One thing king Kai taught me was how to communicate mind to mind. I can send my thoughts to other people like Gohan, Piccolo, and Krillen. But there was a few times where Vegeta sent me HIS thoughts from when he was dead in a dream. He told me everything about what Freiza did to the Saiyans… it was horrible. I understood why they did so many bad things. I wanted you to know that I DO understand now," Goku reassured her.

"But how did you see Bardock?"

"Sometimes King Kai says that thoughts can travel across space and time no matter how far apart people are. Sometimes I can still hear my grandpa. I mean having the dragonball helped, but he still DOES talk to me," he said.

"Ancestor worship," she said.

"Don't be so quick to blow it off," Goku warned her gently. "For a moment before I was going to fight Frieza he called me 'Bardock' and he looked at me like he was looking at a ghost. The same look you gave me and the same look Raditz gave me. He said I "looked like Father'."

"Put a scouter on your face and armor on you, and that would be the case," she nodded, pushing a piece of hair behind his ear. It had the same texture as Raditz, she realized, and the same black coloring. Whereas Bulma had said Vegeta's hair was dark brown in full sunlight. Blowing to pieces the theory the Prince had about Saiyans only having black hair.

"He died protecting the planet," Goku said. "Like a hero. It wasn't too late for him to change."

"So that's why… you saw him… when he… but…"

"I don't remember much before when I hit my head, but I remember bits and pieces in dreams. And I saw him as clear as day. Reaching out to me," said Goku soberly.

"Just like Cassandra," she nodded.

"Who?"

"A character in Greek myth that could tell the future but was cursed because nobody believed her," she said.

"Like Fortuneteller Baba I guess. But he looked like he was going crazy," Goku shuddered. He released her hand and returned to squeeze her shoulder knowingly. Their look of understanding was painfully clear, but she trusted his open gaze now. Not that she had reason to disbelieve, but lately her emotions were tempered with something inhuman.

"That's not all, Goku," she said quietly. "Not only thoughts, but something else. Raditz said that he and I were… 'One'. I am just realizing what he meant."

"One?" Goku blinked. "You mean like one person? But that's weird…"

"I mean that there is such a connection that I can see and know things I wouldn't normally. Raditz said that he taught me the Saiyan language or a bit of it while we were sleeping. There were one or two times I was speaking it, without knowing. And lately I lose my temper so easily," she said.

"Go on," Goku urged.

"I almost put a coworker through a wall, Goku. I'm strong, but nowhere near as strong as even the weakest Z warrior," she mumbled. "I mean Raditz said my power level was high for a weak human, but equivalent to a Saiyan newborn or child."

"I don't use one of those things to see ki, but there is a big difference. Maybe it's because of your kids?" he said, looking at her rounding belly. "Both of them. I could sense their ki when you were there with Raditz, and I knew also that he couldn't want you dead if you were making children together."

"I wish I could sense ki. I mean Yamcha DID teach me to some extent, but I'm not too good at it," she chuckled.

"I hid my ki thought so that's why I surprised you," Goku said guiltily. "And I guess I'm not the only other person surprised cause Raditz is headed back this way."

"Does Gohan and Piccolo know you're here?" she asked with alarm.

"Don't worry, they're off training together. I just don't think it's safe for you to be out here though because there's been some other strange stuff going on," Goku said.

"And what would THAT be, Kakarot?" asked the deep voice of her mate. "I should have guessed that power level was you. What brings you here?"

"Um hi, I hoped to talk to you. I was just um chatting to Atomique here. Don't worry I'm not here to fight or anything," Goku said as he stood up and gave a cheesy smile.

"Hi Son-kun san," both twins blinked at him. "You were hiding your power."

"I wish I could do that better," Bohr pouted from a perch atop Raditz shoulders. Goku saw Fermi walk over and step in front of Atomique. Raditz gaze was the typical pissed off Saiyan frown, and he wore the newer style armor Bulma had made for him. Yet seeing the child tugging at Raditz mane gave him a comical look.

"What brings you here, I repeat? Surely not just for a 'friendly visit'?" Raditz tried again, stepping between Atomique and Goku.

"It's okay, Radz-chan, he comes in peace, sheesh!" she glared up at him. Grabbing a handful of his hair she tugged on it to get his attention.

"Well it's a friendly visit for the most part," Goku chuckled. Raditz cocked a brow.

"Have you come to 'bond' in some manner?" Raditz snorted. "You could have given SOME notice instead of scaring the hell out of my mate!"

"He's okay Uncle Raditz, he's not gonna hurt her!" Fermi interrupted.

"Quiet young one. Both of you take your mother while I speak to him alone," said Raditz quietly.

"Now wait a minute," Atomique protested.

"No it's okay," said Goku. "Maybe you should do what he says for now. I really do have to talk to Raditz, alone."

"Go with the boys, woman. If you please. This is man's talk," Raditz grunted.

"If it was anyone ELSE saying that I'd hit them," Atomique grumbled. "But as you wish love. Just don't do any stupid macho trip because I don't want to clean body parts out of the landscape!"

"C'mon Mommy, let's go please?" Bohr asked.

"Later," Atomique said as she took both twins hands and walked back towards the cave.

"You might wanna head on to my place actually," Goku said. "I mean I can transport us all to my house. Chichi's got lunch ready and I bet these two guys and their mom could use some good food."

"As you wish. It would be better if my mate stayed with yours while we 'chat', is that the word, Kakarot?" Raditz said sarcastically.

"Come over and stand by me. It will only take a second," Goku said. Atomique felt Raditz wrap an arm around her waist and hold her close. Goku rested a hand on Fermi's shoulder and then reality fizzled out.

Instantaneous Transmission scrambled her brains because Atomique felt decidedly sick when they appeared again. She was leaning heavily on Raditz when Goku gave an apologetic look. To the left stood a rather worn out pagoda while a modest house was to the right. She had never visited Goku's home and she felt somewhat reassured to see modern convenience again.

"Hey you okay?"

"Kakarot, must you have done that!" Raditz growled at him.

"I feel sick," Atomique gasped.

"Mommy you don't look so good," Fermi said.

"What did you do?" Bohr asked.

"Um sorry, I didn't realize that not everyone gets used to that," Goku chuckled awkwardly.

"Next time WARN me," Raditz snarled, scooping up Atomique as she put a hand over her mouth.

Just then someone came around the house with a basket of clothes and Atomique heard a voice yelling in Chinese. Goku winced visibly as Chichi marched up with a look of annoyance on her face. "How many times did I tell you not to do that Goku-sa? Wait, you brought COMPANY and didn't TELL me?"

"Sorry Chichi, I figured it wouldn't hurt. I mean…"

"Oh my gosh are you okay?" Chichi asked, dropping her basket and rushing over to where Atomique heaved deep breaths. "What are you men DOING to that poor woman?"

"Mommy's sick," Fermi said.

"Maybe she'll throw up," Bohr said.

"My goodness where are my manners, bring her into the house you big ox! Don't just keep them waiting in the cold air!" she said flustered. "Come on in… and put her on the sofa…"

Soon she lay on a rather conventional silk sofa with a cold cloth over her face and her boys sitting near a television. Both of them were munching on some snack while the woman fussed over a dizzy Atomique. Raditz stood hesitantly by the front door, glancing back and forth.

"Sorry about that. I figured since you wanted to meet my brother Raditz…"

"This is your abode, Kakarot? Not bad. But won't this considerably anger your… allies?" Raditz asked quietly.

"Gohan and Piccolo are still out training in the mountains, so don't worry. I just figured it was safer for your wife and kids here with Chichi. Because there have been some disturbing things going down lately," Goku said in a hushed voice.

Nappa's Lunchtime

Warning, if you don't like the idea of lime, steer clear of this. Vegeta and Bulma are next chapter!

While the two brothers left, Nappa discovered to his delight that he was alone. Nobody to spoil his fun with the new female he had acquired. Launch sat on a rock cleaning the machine gun. He grinned, then saw her itching at her nose. Suddenly a thunderous sneeze split the landscape, and her hair shifted from yellow to blue.

"Drek," Nappa cussed. He hated when this happened. Immediately the blue haired demure female glanced around with a cry of fright.

"Oh my GOODNESS where AM I?" she yelped. Nappa mumbled another curse, wondering how he could make the best of this. The last time this happened was when she was about to mate with him and it was embarrassing.

She had switched just as they had gotten inside the capsule house that first night. To his shock he realized the female had no recollection and screamed in fear. But Nappa knew how to charm a frightened woman into doing what he wanted. Such honeyed false words had lured her in, and he had pulled her close to 'comfort' her. Then a stray lock of her hair tickled her nose and it was instant ACHOO and his hellcat returned.

Then another incident as they were getting close on the table had occurred, and he was again bending over the frightened blue haired bimbo with a look of confusion. Nappa had somehow convinced the demure girl he meant no harm, and was satisfied with letting her lavish him with good cooking. Fortunately the cayenne pepper had made her sneeze, reversing the curse and allowing him to savor the hellcat with blonde. Ever since their relationship had heated up, Nappa had taken steps to figure the best out of the strange dual nature. On one hand he liked the meals the blue haired launch cooked up. On the other he enjoyed the hunting and sparring with the yellow haired woman that reminded him of his favorite pleasure slave from Cestus 2.

There the women had gold locks and dark tan skin with purple spots. Their busts were large, and they had two sets of them, while their arms were long and skillful. Tentacles extended as a second pair of limbs from beneath their graceful upper arms. Their faces were saiyanlike, but their blue and silver streaked hair was decidedly unsaiyan. Nevertheless they were much like the Idsarjins in their skills at pleasing men and women. The males were massive beings with wide chests and four arms.

Then there was his favorite dish on Idsarsei. He could remember the first time he took Raditz to Mr. Zocolotto's emporium and they saw the Idsarjin tank dancers. Tangelo, a part time bouncer had introduced him to Citrus, while Raditz was tempted with her sister Lycopene. Together they had shown either male Saiyan the best time any whore could. Then realizing it was high time for shore leave, Nappa twisted the whelp Raditz' arm to accompany him to Idsarsei Prime. In time for the Sharing festival. All Idsarjins were polygamous. They engaged in pairbonding only when producing cubs. Each female had multiple male partners, but bred with the same lifemate. Males in turn had their own harem of females, taught to welcome their male guests in their homes with sexual orgies.

Nappa had shown the young Raditz to the home of a high ranking noble named Ascorbic. He was the concubine of Princess Mandarin, with a small host of pleasure slaves that were lower class Idsarjin females and males. Even homosexuals could be pleased here. The Idsarjin were also bisexual, enjoying one another's same and different sex company

Now Nappa's loins stirred with the thoughts of pleasures long gone. He spied the food carefully set on the small flat rock where Raditz mate had made the earth food called 'pancakes'. The blue haired Lunch eyed him warily as he slowly stalked towards her. She knew him as the tall powerful Nappa who had the appetite of a black hole. All she recalled at times was waking up nude next to him, and then he would hold a rope to her to 'tie him up' while she fetched his favorite delicacy of pepper stew.

Unfortunately the nearest thing was the ground black pepper next to the salt. Stealthily Nappa sat down on the rock near Launch, giving her his winning grin. "Well, well, you seem nervous my sweet."

"Mr. Nappa… what are we doing out here?" Launch asked in that honey sweet voice.

"Camping, woman," Nappa laughed. "Come here."

"You won't hurt me will you?"

"Do I ever, girl?" Nappa said in his best deep voice. He beckoned with one finger and pointed to the skillet still gleaming with grease.

"What… do you want?"

"Breakfast," Nappa said, appearing as innocent as a bloodthirsty elite could. His moustache inched up with a Saiyan smirk and he folded his arms across his chest. Still his tail unlatched and swayed slowly back and forth behind him. He was waiting for the right moment so he could reverse this annoying trend.

"My ankles are swollen… since WHEN was I so big," she gasped. Her hands passed over her belly.

"The dad up and went, remember?" Nappa said to her shock.

"You mean… I was with someone and he gave me a baby?" the blue haired Launch squeaked. "But where is he and who is the father?"

"He's a deadbeat named Tien," said Nappa.

"But Tien was always so shy… why would he do this to me?" She sniffled. "I'm pregnant… and I don't know whose it is! Why would he…"

Nappa reached out his hand and gently snared her. "Hey little lady, sit down an tell ol' uncle Nappa all about it. That bum doesn't know a real woman cause he's off training. Remember what you told me?"

"He always left me alone with Master Roshi," Lunch sobbed. Nappa wiped away her tears with one finger.

"He can't appreciate a sweet thing like you who likes to take care of a real man," Nappa purred, gently stroking her back. Again Lunch buried her head in his shoulder.

"Will you stay with me, Nappa-san?" she pleaded.

"Ol Nappa will take care of you girl. I won't leave ya," Nappa purred into her ear. He gently nibbled her lobe causing her to flinch. Then he snaked out his tail to wrap around the peppershaker to their left.

Instantly the black dust was shifted into her face. Another mighty sneeze resounded, and in his arms sat the object of his current obsession. Lunch peered over at her lover sitting with a shit-eating grin on his face. His body was hidden under the flat paneled armor and yet his black eyes sparkled with hunger. Launch leaned forwards and nipped his ear, then groaned when he licked the bitemark on her neck. "Where were we, big guy?" she asked.

"Here," Nappa growled, pulling her to straddle him. "You were about to entertain me."

"You dummy," Launch said affectionately. Nappa lifted his arms and pulled off his armor to reveal his vast chest blistering with muscle. Sweat gleamed off it giving it an oily sheen. Launch ran her fingers over his pectorals and biceps in wonder. The first time she had seen Nappa disrobe her frustrations screamed for a male partner to satisfy them. How many times had she chased after Tien in the hopes to catch his eye, then find him with that little china doll charge of his? Tales of him being a mercenary had awakened false hopes she could turn him away from being such a goody goody and enjoy what she had to offer.

Nappa had looked into her green eyes and seen her desire since first they met that day at Capsule. Her whole body reeked with female lust and heat. She had dropped her gun and strode forwards when Nappa leaned down. His tail snaked out and he snared her in his grasp. Launch latched arms around his neck and growled when she crushed her face to his. Nappa's kiss was dominating and strong, meant to show a woman who was boss. His hands wandered over to squeeze with strong pinches that would leave bruises. With tingling desire radiating in her body she had buried her gasp in that kiss and bitten his tongue. Nappa had withdrawn from the kiss with a smirk, licking his blood off his face.

"You're begging for it, aren't you? Poor little girl I can SMELL you in heat. Well I'm more then happy to give it to you," Nappa purred.

"You think you're so tough? You guys are all alike! You take what we give and run!"

"I will take you over and over woman. We both need it. I can smell you just looking at me. Want some HELP?" Nappa laughed. She felt him holding her to his torso with just his tail. He panted with hot volcanic breath into her ear. Panting she didn't protest as she grabbed his wrist and pulled it down.

"Touch me then, if you're such a badass! I bet you can't last a full hour with me!" she snorted in a challenge. She was scared of the alien, yet intrigued. Had he been the one who killed Tien? If so, how powerful was he? An insane need to get Tien's attention rose in her devious mind, and she saw the temptation too great to deny. Here was a man begging for her attention and she loved the chance to show him that she could have him at her mercy.

A well-satisfied man was not likely to kill, she knew. Eagerly she slid his hand to show him her willingness under her skirt. To her delight Nappa ripped away her clothing. Immediately the massive warrior carried her around the small capsule house. No doubt he was looking for the bed.

"Over… THERE…" she moaned. Nappa certainty knew his way around a woman's body because he was touching her with just the right amount not to hurt but to stave her aching need.

"You like that? A little thing like you deserves a great warrior like me. I'll take your bet. You wanted an hour, I'll give you TWENTY times that, little girl," Nappa chuckled. He lightly dropped her on the center of the bed, then stood over her.

"What are you waiting for?" Lunch asked, panting and staring up at Nappa simply standing over her. His arms folded across his chest, and he made no move towards her.

"I'm not so sure you want my entertainment, girl," he said with a leer. "I'm a hard warrior to please. You think you can handle me?"

Lunch backed away, seeing the playful leer Nappa gave her. "What's your game?"

"Try to guess," Nappa laughed, unfolding his hands. His tail swayed to and fro, and Lunch saw the probing tip of his tongue licking his chops. Suddenly she wanted him to grab her and throw her down. Just standing there not knowing what he was going to do next was driving her mad with fear and want.

"You big ape I can take anything you can throw at me! Aren't you going to ravish me? Isn't that what you WANT?" Lunch spat.

"Saiyans take what they want," Nappa licked his lips. "But we like to play with our prey."

"Gimmie a break," Lunch laughed in his face. "You're some big talker. But when it comes to action you're a wuss."

"Am I? You think you know me, the Great Nappa so well?" he snickered, putting one knee on the bed. Still he kept his distance. She retreated, sensing the cobra like stare pinning her like a deer for the kill.

"You're a tough guy. You like to hunt and raise hell, don't you? Just like me?" Lunch panted.

"You're half right, woman. And right now I'm going to see how you and I suit one another," Nappa snickered.

The memories of that night flowed through Lunch's brain. She leaned forwards and caught his lips with hers. Long legs latched around Nappa's waist and her fingernails buried in his back. Snarling he unfastened the leather dress she was wearing. Instead of tearing it away he lifted it off and threw it next to his armor.

Her panties came off in a loud rip, followed by her bra. Nappa lowered his face and began to devour her. She squeezed the base of his neck, then bit his ear hard. His lips and tongue circled each. She let out a loud groan when he nipped down her body. Then he pulled his head up.

"Gimme e a BREAK, keep going will you!" Lunch gritted her teeth.

"Heh, I have you RIGHT where I want you, wench," Nappa cackled. His sinister laughter echoed in her ears like music. Spreading her legs she scooted back on his thighs. His tail arched around and slipped up to tickle her thighs tantalizingly. Sweat beaded on his baldhead and hers. Knees parted and she slid down towards the ground with a cry of fright. Then Nappa stood up and yanked her up towards him once more.

"Why did you stop, you goon?" Lunch complained, her green eyes filled with frustration.

"You're not ready yet," Nappa laughed. He set her down to one side, and pulled his remaining clothes off so he was revealed. Lunch couldn't wait and moaned with relief when he grasped the back of her neck with one hand and pushed her so she faced away. Eagerly she rested on hands and knees, presenting herself to him.

Nappa crouched behind her, then balanced his torso across her slender body. His his tail slipped to hold her waist steady. Launch gasped, "Well bright eyes?"

"I like your style wench because you know what you want. And I'm going to make you forget all about that wimp," Nappa laughed again.

Back and forth they moved in their own intricate dance. Nappa sat back on his haunches, taking Lunch so she was forced to straddle his massive thighs. He bit down on the nape of her neck with sharp teeth, licking and sucking her blood while he mated with her.

"Who's your protector, wench. Who's your master, eh?" Nappa snarled.

"You are… you are…" Lunch cried. "Nappa, I'm yours!"

"You'll have me, then," Nappa laughed. He increased his ministrations but not hard enough to hurt her. Lunch arched her back and screamed his name into the wilds. Nappa gritted his teeth and released his own passions.When they both returned to earth, panting, Nappa licked the clotting scab on her neck, then held up his wrist to bite it.

"Drink me woman. You'll need your strength," Nappa curtly ordered, shoving his wrist to her mouth. Lunch seized it and sucked hard of the sweet sugary elite blood. His ki surged through her, giving her strength depleted from their mating.

Nappa groaned with pleasure. She was good. One of the best he had ever had. Such a fine treasure to be won from that weak fool. Anger filled him at the casual disregard the one called Tien had for such a fine pleasure slave. He had done her a favor by taking her into his services. Around her throat gleamed a diamond necklace and gold bracelets tinkled on her wrists. Nappa had taken these things and given them to her, while devouring the food cooked by chefs she had held at gunpoint to prepare a huge meal for him.

"That's my wench. Your master's well pleased," Nappa purred.

"Mmm," Lunch laughed her body tingling with satiation. The great hunger was never slaked, but Nappa was the one male who could always deliver what she wanted. To her surprise she realized the times her other 'self' came he never forced him on the blue haired alter ego.

"I told you I like playing with my prey before the kill," Nappa whispered to answer her unspoken question. He caressed her belly, feeling the life force of the male Saiyan whelp he planted. Most of his children sired on Vegetasei with his mate Cabernet were not grown in utero. As an elite they were grown in incubators. Then Cabernet was slain and he went mad. Only the ministrations of the Idsarjin pleasure slaves had brought him back. He preferred his children whelped by his pleasure slaves because he loved reminding himself of how prolific he was.

"How long?" she asked.

"Same length of time your pups take," Nappa said. "He's a fine strong warrior who will protect you when I'm not here. You're fortunate to have an Elite take interest in you wench. Continue to please me and you won't be disappointed."

"You big bastard, you know how to make a gal feel welcome," Lunch laughed. He turned her around so she straddled him. To his surprise she leaned forwards and kissed him in a far more delicate manner.

"Wench?" Nappa asked, seeing a foreign expression there.

"Don't you leave me, to chase after you, you bum," she said quietly.

"What makes you think that, eh? Not to my favorite plaything. No, that wimp Tien was a fool to let you go. Now you're mine by right," Nappa said.

"You didn't kill him this time. Why not?" she asked.

"Cause Prince Vegeta didn't order me to. And I like seeing the humiliation on the bum's face when I told him he wasn't man enough to hold onto his wench," Nappa laughed.

"I like that," Lunch chuckled. She was glad she submitted to the great elite. Nappa nipped her neck, telling her that she had only just begun to sate his needs.

"Ready for more, wench?" he grinned.

"Always, you big ape," Lunch said affectionately.

Back at the Son household, two brothers were quietly discussing recent developing issues. New sightings of the long awaited Androids were provokign rumors and great fear amongst the Z warriors. Goku brought Raditz up to speed on the progress of his training, and Raditz learned of the mysterious dissapearance of two of Goku's friends.

Raditz and Goku sat opposite each other in two easy chairs. They sipped on hercule sport drinks while Chichi fussed over their groaning houseguest. So far she was sitting with her head between her knees near the kitchen where Chichi was fixing lunch. Both Fermi and Bohr half listened to what Goku and Raditz were discussing while helping their nauseous mother overcome her reaction to Goku's instant transmission.

"So you say that the one called Yamcha and the one called Tien have gone missing?" Raditz asked.

"That's right," Goku nodded. "And I'm worried it's because of the fight Tien and Nappa had. That's why I was keeping an eye on you all."

"I cannot blame you, Kakkarot," said Raditz softly. "But we were justified in protecting ourselves."

"I know that, and Trunks told Gohan a lot. Gohan told me everything that Trunks said to him and Bulma, and I'm worried. I think that Tien and Yamcha have been captured or worse," said Goku.

"Why?" Raditz asked.

"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling," Goku mumbled.

"Is something wrong?" Fermi asked, wandering over to the two men. He stood near Raditz, resting his hand on the arm of his 'parent's chair.

"Hey there, is your mom ok?" asked Goku.

"We're discussing affairs of warriors, young one. You need not worry yourself," Raditz said to Fermi.

"But if it's about something that's gonna be a danger to people, shouldn't we know?" Fermi asked. "I mean Gohan's fighting..."

"You guys are a little young," Goku started. Chichi sharply turned her gaze from where she helped Raditz wife Dr. Stellari towards the sofa.

"I don't want Gohan fighting, Goku-sa!" Chichi said angrily, resting a hand on her hip.

"This isn't the time to talk about this!" Goku said helplessly.

"Perhaps we should discuss this later," Raditz said softly to Goku. he turned to Chichi and said, "Do you require any assistance with Atomica? Are you all right?"

"I'm okay, Raditz stop fussing!" Dr. Stellari waved her hand. She dropped into the sofa, supported by Chichi and Bohr. Raditz got up from his chair and rushed over to sit next to her. He wiped sweat off her forhead.

"Mommy are you okay?" Bohr asked.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine. I'll take care of her," Chichi said sweetly to Bohr. "Too bad Gohan isn't here to play with you…"

"What should we do Miss Chichi?" asked Bohr.

"Mom?" Fermi asked.

"Help her will you guys?" asked Dr. Stellari, running hands through both her worried son's hair. Raditz gently brushed sweaty hair from her face. Goku wandered over, looking guiltily at his brother's wife laying there on the sofa now, her head propped up on a pillow Raditz grabbed from Chichi.

"Well I could use help hanging the laundry up, if you young men wouldn't mind, and your mother wouldn't," said Chichi. Atomique fought the urge to throw up, but was already leaning her face over the bucket Chichi shoved under her mouth.

"Cool Mommy threw up!" Fermi laughed.

"Ugh, gross," Bohr chattered.

"That's it, you all need to back away!" Chichi snapped to the males hovering around her. "She needs some fresh air, and you two men obviously need to take your conversation outside! Your'e upsetting the children!"

"I didn't mean to," Goku said.

"Why don't you go spar outside, Goku?" asked Chichi, trying to regain her temper. She sat next to Dr. Stellari, patting her hand. Fermi and Bohr glanced from her to Raditz expectantly.

"I think that's a good idea. What do you say, Raditz?" asked Goku. "I'm sure Gohan and Piccolo will soon be home and they can play with you guys."

"Yes, outside," Chichi repeated firmly.

"Maybe you'd better help her young ones. Go do what Ms. Chichi says. Run along and play while I talk to Kakkarot..." Raditz voice came. Fermi and Bohr both vanished out the door a minute later, and she was left alone with Goku's wife.

"Damn it," she groaned, holding her stomach.

"Good grief what ARE you wearing…" Chichi fussed. "I've got some clean clothes that might fit you. Let's help you get these off… just relax, easy now."

"This isn't the first time."

"You think you can sit up? I'll just help you to the washroom, and help you get cleaned up. You can put these soiled things and Ill try and get them cleaned. And then I'll put a spare set after you wash a bit and relax," Chichi said. A solid shoulder helped bolster Atomique up and then Chichi half carried her to the back room so she could enter the place that had a sink and commode. There was no bathtub, only the sinks and she had to sit on a stool while Chichi helped mop the mess off her 'outfit'.

Clean clothes consisted of loose pants and a top that buttoned with silk frogs over one shoulder. Something about wearing civilized wear made her feel better, especially since they were designed for an expectant mother. Far more comfortable then any maternity wear that she could buy in a store. "I'm going to have to show you how to put your hair up completely I've always seen you wear it in a braid, but it would look just as good up like so," Chichi continued to fuss cheerfully. Something about the frenetic woman both annoyed and relaxed her so she let herself be returned to civilization once more.

"So, you know all about the situation?" Atomique asked as she sat in the kitchen. Chichi passed her a bowl of steamed rice and vegetables sliced thin.

"Yes, for the most part. What I can wring out of him. These are easy, you just put steamed rice on a bed of dried seaweed, and then arrange the vegetables like this," Chichi said, pushing Atomique towards the nearby table that doubled as an island. Huge pots rattled on a stove and she smelled spices of Chinese food that made her mouth water.

"Hum, like this? What is the yellow pickled stuff…?”

"That's ham, sliced thin, and then you lay some carrot, and then roll it up carefully with the mat," Chichi instructed. She realized the cooking lesson would be a necessary evil as long as she was stuck here while her mate spoke with her 'brother in law'.

"I'm not exactly a good cook," Atomique mumbled.

"Are you joking, this looks pretty good," Chichi complimented the rolled rice dish that she sliced up. She shoved a piece into the scientist's mouth and got her to eat.

"Mmm," Atomique said, swallowing it. Chichi nodded happily then put more slices of seaweed in front of her.

"Goku and Gohan LOVE these. I'm sure your husband will as well if his appetite is ANYTHING like my boys are," Chichi chattered.

"I don't normally cook dinner for them… I mean I do for my boys but…"

"What? How ridiculous! Don't you want them to have the best nutrition? Processed food is the WORST thing to feed growing boys like yours!" Chichi glanced at her in horror.

"Well, considering where I work," Atomique said.

"That's it, you're going to learn how easy it is, I mean you ARE a scientist it's no different then following an experiment right?" Chichi said, waving her hands.

"I suppose I've got nothing to loose. I wonder how long it will take them till they get back,"

"Knowing Goku it could be days," Chichi lamented.

"Good grief, they’re NOT going to swallow THIS at the office," Atomique despaired. "And I lost my cell phone!"

What gave her relief and more worry was the sound of a young boy's voice mingling with her sons. As she walked into the living room to see whom it was she saw Fermi and Bohr sitting on the floor with Gohan, rapidly fussing over a game of chess. Briefly the tall Namekian strode through the living room and gave her a grunt before disappearing out the back door through the kitchen.

"Mommy you feel better, cool," said Bohr.

"Hello Mrs. Stellari," said Gohan politely. "Mom said you might be coming over. Are you staying the night?"

"Can we?" asked Fermi.

"I don't know," said Atomique helplessly as chichi rushed out and started fussing over the dirty shoes left by the front.

"Of course they are staying for a while. At least as long as it takes your father to finish his chat," said Chichi. She saw Atomique's desperate headshake and shut her mouth.

"Mom, is something wrong?" Gohan asked. "Where's dad…"

"Who knows with your father? When he comes home I hope he knows that it's HIS turn to clean out the bath!" chichi said quickly. Gohan was about to ask another question when his mother straightening his hair out with a brush interrupted him.

"Thank god for fussing moms," Atomique said.

"Gohan doesn't know huh?" asked Fermi.

"I don't know at this point. Let's just say that Gohan and Uncle Raditz aren't exactly friends, when they last met…" Atomique mumbled outside of earshot as her twins climbed up on the sofa with her.

"You mean he'll freak?" asked Bohr.

"Uh huh," nodded Atomique. Bohr climbed onto her lap and rested his hand to her belly. Fermi bounced his socked feet off the couch front and watched Gohan complaining about having a brush dragged through the tangled hair that came to his shoulders.

"You look like a martial artist in that, you gonna fight with Miss Chichi?" asked Fermi, pulling on her skirt.

"I don't think anyone would win a fight with the wife of the world's strongest man," Atomique laughed.

"Mom, stop pulling!" Gohan whined.

"You go take Fermi and Bohr and find something quiet to do in your room or outside till lunch is ready," said Chichi. "All right?"

"C'mon we can show you how to hit the ball the right way for a home run!" said Fermi, getting up.

"But I've only READ about baseball," Gohan lamented.

"C'mon, you have the bat an' ball right?" Bohr said.

"Don't break any windows!" Chichi called as they looked to Atomique. She nodded and in a bustle of footsteps the three boys headed out to play.

"I'm not too happy about the fact of having my husband meet your son," said Atomique.

"Why?" Chichi asked. Atomique blinked at her.

"Well, don't you know what happened the LAST time?" asked Atomique with a look of guilt.

"Gohan was just a little boy then," Chichi said. "And besides, Gohan's daddy is here so it will be all right. And he KNOWS to behave when we have company over. Or else!"

"Will Piccolo be there too?" she asked.

"That green giant doesn't eat a thing thank Kami," Chichi sighed. "But I don't mind him being around. But if those two freeloaders EVER come here again I'll throw them out myself!"

"Who?"

"Why those two misfits who kidnapped your SONS!" she glared at Atomique.

"You mean Tien and Yamcha?" Atomique nodded angrily.

"I can't BELIEVE I let them fool me. I'm REALLY sorry that happened, you've GOT to believe I had nothing to do with that," Chichi shook her head.

"I know that for sure. I got the story out of Krillen and Chaozu," said Atomique with a smile.

"That's why their ears were still ringing. Good for you. You softened them up for me," Chichi laughed.

"I figured I would be nothing compared to you," Atomique said carefully.

"WE moms have to stick together," Chichi said with a firm nod. "Considering that you just married Goku's older brother I figured you could use the moral support. After Goku went on and on about wanting to talk to your husband I just KNEW you'd be stuck alone. And there's nothing worse then that."

"Waiting," said Atomique.

"And I wanted to see if you were doing all right. How far along are you? I was practically enormous when I was halfway… and my goodness are you having twins?" Chichi asked carefully.

"I think," said Atomique. "But can I use your phone? I've got to call Capsule and tell them I'm here…"

"Just this way," Chichi said, pointing to the living room phone. She dialed up the prefix code with the Capsule account and heard the other line ringing.

"Huh, nobody's answering," Atomique mumbled.

"Try again later. Right now I think we could both do with some tea, and we can chat a bit," Chichi said.

"Did you and Goku ever… share a bond?" asked Atomique. Chichi rose to her feet then held out her hand to help the other woman to stand.

"I figured you'd ask that, seeing that you've got THAT on your neck," she said, fingering the round welt partly showing from the high collared jacket. She pulled back the scarf she wore and Atomique swallowed hard to see a faded but identical mark in the same place.

"Good god," Atomique muttered.

"I pitched a fit, but I figured since he grew up in the woods what could I expect. But my Goku-sa would never hurt me deliberately," Chichi said quietly. She led the way into the kitchen and Atomique felt a strange relief and foreboding settle on her. Why WAS she here at Goku's house instead of Capsule? Why was the line busy?

She sipped tea and discussed all manner of safe topics by the time Piccolo strode into the kitchen. Chichi glared up at him saying, "Close the door behind you!"

"Humph," Piccolo grunted.

"Thank you. And wipe…"

"I am AWARE of what I have to do to stay here, ma'am," Piccolo interrupted. His eyes fell on Atomique sitting there with a nervous look on her face.

"Mr. Piccolo?" said Atomique quietly.

"So, he finally decided to chat," said Piccolo. "I don't suppose it would do any good asking you where Goku went with him."

"How should I know? If you want to know so badly you can go find him can't you?" Chichi sniffed. "Just keep Gohan out of it for now because he's BEHIND on his homework!"

"They went to chat," said Atomique. "Willingly."

"I see. Well, you had best forget trying to go home anytime soon," said Piccolo.

"Why?" Atomique asked.

"Just stay here where it's safe. There are things going on that get ugly for the weaker sex," Piccolo said.

"Don't give me that crap," Chichi glared at him. "Unless you want to sleep in the wood shed!"

"I mean, that you should both remain here for now. It's not safe to travel back," said Piccolo.

"Because?" Chichi asked.

"More androids have been spotted," Piccolo said firmly. "And it's better if you stay here at the Son house. Goku can send word that you're here."

"Or the phone," Chichi said.

"Which seems to be busy," Atomique said. "What's going on here?"

"You'll learn soon enough. Just don't run off," said Piccolo. He strode out leaving Chichi and Atomique frustrated and wanting to know more.

"That's just LIKE him to scare people!" Chichi grumbled.

"But I have work to do! I can't just stay here," said Atomique.

"You can use the computer if you need to," Chichi said. "In Gohan's room. I bought him a network connection. And since he doesn't ALWAYS use it when he's… training, you might as well. And you might try the phone again, I'm sure there's a good reason why you can't get through… unless…"

"I don't like this at all," Atomique muttered, swallowing a mouthful of tea. "It's just… creepy."