Protection the Raditz Way

My Stepfather\'s a Saiyan named Raditz

Disclaimer: I don\'t own Dragon Ball Z, Toriyama does. I don\'t own Full Metal Alchemist, Amniplex does. Funimation distributes and holds rights to both shows. I own Atomique, Fermi, and Bohr. I don\'t get paid for this, and it\'s a work of fan fiction that means no harm.

Chapter 3 Training in the GR
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Other workers bustled into the large domed building near the Mansion. They gave little attention to the armored Saiyan carrying two boys on his shoulders. Raditz swung both boys down, and they took his hands once more. He approached the gate where Cabernet sat bored in her armored guise.

\"Don\'t tell me you have the whelps today?\"

\"Have you see Mommy, Auntie Cabernet?\" Bohr asked.

\"Your mother\'s working today, whelp,\" said Cabernet with a fierce friendly smile at Bohr.

\"When will she be done?\" asked Fermi.

\"Don\'t know. But tell the third class \'uncle\' of yours that he\'s got the day off to train you in the aux GR,\" said Cabernet.

\"He knows?\" Raditz asked.

\"Sure. Just stay out of Napa\'s way and you\'ll be fine. But stay on Capsule grounds, because his Highness might need you,\" said Cabernet.

\"Ooh, if you have to go fight, can we play with Onisan Trunks?\" asked Bohr.

\"That\'s the plan,\" said Fermi. \"We always do that.\"

\"Have fun training,\" said Cabernet. Raditz dropped to one knee and saluted with his hand over his heart. Both boys did the same. Cabernet watched as the elder son of Bardock swept both boys up and carried them to the training complex.

Nappa and Trunks wandered towards the GR Prime with their workout bags in one hand, and bottles of Hercule Sport drink in the other. Seeing Raditz carrying the twins, Trunks waved to them. \"Hey, you babysitting today?\"

\"Your Majesty, I didn\'t see you,\" Raditz dropped to his knee.

\"Huh, your woman\'s working today huh?\" Nappa joked. \"You get to train these whelps eh?\"

\"We get to fight today with Uncle Radish man, Uncle Napa,\" said Bohr.

\"Kick his tail for me,\" Napa chuffed to the younger twin.

\"When are you and Auntie Cabernet gonna have your babies so we can play and spar with them?\" Fermi glanced at him.

\"Soon, pup, soon. Just mind your mentor and don\'t mess around, and we\'ll call it even,\" Napa chuckled. He ruffled both boys\' mops of curls, and Raditz rose from his salute.

\"Come by and show me what you\'ve learned later, kay?\" Trunks said to both boys. He high fived both in turn, then followed Nappa to his daily training. Raditz took the hand of either twin and headed to the GR on the right. It was smaller and only went to 100 G\'s max. It was the original Capsule 4 that Vegeta had first trained in during the Cell wars.

\"Uncle Radz, should Mommy be working when she\'s carrying babies?\" asked Fermi.

\"What?\" Raditz asked, letting go of his hand to punch the security code in.

\"Mommy says it\'s okay because she\'s working with chemicals that aren\'t tera… teratogenic,\" Bohr said clearly.

\"That means they won\'t harm the babies, Uncle Radz,\" said Fermi.

\"He knows that,\" Bohr glared at him.

\"Young ones, no arguing,\" Raditz grunted. They glanced apologetically at him, waiting for the main door to hiss open with a whoosh of decompressed air. Quietly they accompanied their guardian inside for a low intensity sparring at five G\'s.

Ever since Goku taught them to augment their strength with TK, they were building their physical strength with five up to ten G\'s. So far their ki was enough to reinforce their physical bodies sufficiently. Prolonged exposure built their muscles to the level of the Z fighters, who were at least five to ten times stronger then normal humans. Although their father was human, alchemy and time to a place where they were considerably superhuman had modified his unusual genetics. Their mother\'s term carrying them had reinforced their body chemistry so they\'d be unusually strong. She could withstand a force of up to five G\'s with focused power. But anything above that took major expenditures of ki.

Raditz turned the chamber to five, which was half normal Vegetasei gravity for him. He was used to weighing a ton easily or more in his native environment. Both boys were blistering with muscle and dense bones that allowed them ease of movement. They sparred with a volley of fists and punches to match Raditz\'s low impact kicks. Either boy blurred out to try and burst attack, but he was ready. Each punch and kick he easily met then waited to see what they\'d do. Both stood side by side, their hands crackling with power.

\"Atomic Force!\" Fermi yelled, cupping his fists at his side and throwing a blast.

\"Ka… me… ha… me HA!\" yelled Bohr, generating a small grade blast. Raditz gasped as the twin beams actually shoved him backwards.

\"Tuesday shove!\" he gritted, generating a simple beam that was half the intensity of a double Sunday. Pressed into their beam lock he pitted his own strength against theirs.

Fermi and Bohr nodded, and then joined hands. Their hair flared with purple energies as they combined their strength. Raditz was amazed to see their eyes glow purple, and their costumes suddenly crackle into black and silver. Before him stood two miniature Stellar Alchemists, having gained in height and ki to nearly five times their original battle power.

\"Interesting,\" Raditz murmured. They dissipated their power lock and faced off against him.

\"Fu… sion… HA!\" they chorused, spinning in that dance he\'d seen Trunks and Goten perform. Another blaze of energy generated a single warrior in their place, who appeared to be a solitary boy of age ten.

\"Ta da!\" the warrior laughed.

\"That\'s strange! Doesn\'t fusion create one warrior the same size and stature?\" asked Raditz, his hands raised.

\"One shift in pose creates something different. We\'re double the age and the trouble,\" two voices chorused into one seamless one. The new warrior was taller then Trunks, his eyes gleaming violet. His hair had lengthened to a long ebony mane of curly locks, while he was clad in midnight baggy pants and a silver and black vest with silver sash around his waist. The fusion had produced a warrior that he had not before seen. The last time they\'d done this they\'d faced off against Gotenks.

Although Raditz knew the whiteface star countenance denoted a power up similar to Super Saiyan he was still caught off guard. Only recently did Goku teach him to master this first level. He only resorted to it briefly during training. Raditz zipped into burst mode to test this new fusion\'s resolve. Quick punches tagged him unsuspectingly. If he concentrated he sensed the tendrils snaking out to anticipate his basic movements. Fortunately by constructing a barrier in his mind he could ward off the telepathic probes easily.

For all of Stellari\'s vaunted mind power, his abilities were next to useless on Saiyan brains. He learned this through talks with Goku. Only by pressing hard enough could a psychic attempt to punch through a Saiyan\'s formidable mental defenses. Mainly because Saiyans brains operated at a much different frequency, earth psychics could barely push through unless they were capable of modulating their brainwaves. Or if they possessed any degree of Saiyan blood. Granted Saiyan powers were mainly defensive, a Saiyan\'s brainpower could keep them from being overtaken by many psychic races. Unfortunately it wasn\'t foolproof against psychics of astral level. Give Stellari enough time and he could hammer at a Saiyan\'s mind enough to punch through. Such assault was considered cowardly by Saiyan standards.

\"HYAHHH!\" he grunted, slamming his fist into the gut of the newly fused warrior. He encountered a formidable barrier that deflected his powers. TK fields slammed into him with unprecedented force. Raditz cocked back his fist, shouting, \"Saturday CRUSH!\"

He lobbed a purple sphere towards the twins, wondering if they could counter his full blast. Raising his hand, the Stellar Alchemist deflected the sphere with ease. His dark star covered brow furrowed, then hurled Raditz\'s sphere back. Fortunately the Saiyan absorbed his own ki back into his body without too much difficulty.

Glowing balls of plasma sparked from the Stellar Alchemist\'s hands. He sent them whizzing around his body in much the same manner as his mother did, chanting, \"Atomic flux!\"

Ten spheres whizzed faster till they were little more then arcs of continuous light. To Raditz\'s surprise a thin spherical shell formed from the individual whizzing balls of ki. He couldn\'t tell where the individual packets of light were if he tried to sense their position and their velocity at once. From inside the sphere Fermibohr sent a massive TK push that slammed Raditz against the far wall. The Saiyan pushed hard, surging energies against his strength. With brute force alone he pushed back against the force of two young minds in tandem.

He swung punch after punch against their barriers, sweat pouring down his forehead. Each wave of TK force slammed him back, but he levitated forwards. Fermibohr frowned, wondering why their uncle was resorting to mere physical attacks instead of hurling energy towards them. Raditz smiled patiently, continuing to hammer or kick from all sides hoping his burst mode would be too hard for the warrior to grip.

His gamble paid off. Soon the first sphere flickered, then the next. Fermibohr grunted at the drop of his defensive shield, realizing he was divided against attacking and defending simultaneously. Their guardian, a low-level Third Class guard, was undoing what was their mother\'s best attack. Strangely the strategy had prevailed against Gotenks. So why was it collapsing in on them?\"

\"I can\'t keep it up,\" the fused warrior gasped. With an audible popping sound two figures split from the one.

\"Oh no…\" Fermi groaned.

\"This is bad,\" said Bohr.

\"GOT YOU!\" Raditz grunted, his hands flashing out and pinning two gasping boys to the mat.

\"Uncle Radz no fair!\" Fermi gasped.

\"He got us,\" Bohr groaned.

\"Never underestimate an opponent\'s use of power,\" Raditz said quietly, as he leaned over the two boys. They saw his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and playfulness.

\"Oh?\"

\"Is that so?\" Fermi winked back at his brother. Grabbing Raditz\'s wrists, the two boys flipped him up and over their heads simultaneously. He soared into the far wall, crashing inelegantly.

\"Sorry!\" Bohr apologized.

\"We nailed him!\" Fermi gloated. Against the wall Raditz\'s legs and arms were extended while his long hair pooled around his head on the GR floor. His sizable body nestled into a perfect Raditz sized and shaped dent in the GR chamber wall. To Bohr it looked as if he were doing a headstand with the splits.

\"Are you okay Uncle Radish man?\" Bohr panicked, leaping up and levitating over to where Raditz tumbled over from his undignified headstand.

\"I\'m fine,\" he grunted, somersaulting, and then rolling over to look at the concerned boy.

\"I\'m sorry I hit you so hard!\"

\"Don\'t be, you did well,\" Raditz chuckled, rubbing his sore neck. Rolling his shoulders and head he cracked the vertebrae with a snapping pop.

\"Sounds like the cereal I eat for breakfast. Do it again!\" Fermi laughed. He imitated Raditz, generating a similar but smaller scale joint popping of his own. Confidently the green shirted warrior strode forwards, standing on his brother\'s left.

\"Eww, it\'s cool but gross,\" Bohr chuckled, doing much the same. Raditz felt both boys reach down and grab his hands to drag him to his feet. Surprised at the boy\'s strengths, he soon stood on his own with a satisfied manly grunt.

\"Your mother\'s going to hear no end of it from me if you start doing that,\" he mumbled.

\"Lunch?\" asked Fermi.

\"Lunch,\" Raditz nodded, sponging off his forehead with the back of his gauntlet hand.

\"I got it covered,\" Bohr laughed, turning his head to the side and staring at the far wall. A small door opened to a capsule min-ifridge. Fermi also concentrated; levitating several bottles of that obnoxiously orange Hercule SP drink that Raditz swore was a color that didn\'t exist in nature.

He grabbed the sport drink sailing towards him, and a towel hitting his face. It surprised and flummoxed him to see them so readily mirroring his behavior. Perhaps it was part of that whole father figure thing Goku had talked about. Goten routinely duplicated Goku\'s mannerisms down to that silly grin and rubbing the back of his neck during awkward moments. Now he had two little boys striding around with unnecessary force of their china flat shoed feet into the ground. He lowered himself into a sitting position on the floor, and found Bohr scrambling up to sit on his knee and mop his face with a towel.

\"You look like a wet shaggy dog, Uncle Radz,\" Fermi joked.
\"I commend you on your strategy, but you have much to learn about wielding such power,\" Raditz critiqued them. Fermi plunked down opposite Raditz, absently letting his thigh touch the Saiyan\'s booted calf. Bohr required more extensive physical contact for comfort, but was perfectly satisfied simply to sit on Raditz\'s knee instead of hanging all over him in a clingy fashion.

\"Well Son-kun-san said the same thing,\" Bohr piped in, between gulps of his own sport drink.

Like Raditz had done before, Fermi wiped his mouth off with the back of one hand, and swung his head from side to side. Both of their hairstyles were getting longer each day. Rather then cut their hair short like Trunks they preferred letting the curls hang around their faces like their \'Uncle Yamcha\'s\'. Raditz suspected this was another imitation of his behavior that both boys commenced as soon as they moved into his quarters with their mother.

\"Human hair doesn\'t stop growing does it?\" asked Raditz quietly, fingering Fermi\'s curls. They touched the boy\'s shoulders.

\"Nope, it needs to be cut, and it\'s a pain in the butt cause I hate sitting still,\" Fermi grumbled.

\"I like it long like yours, Uncle Raddishman,\" said Bohr, pulling at the mass of spikes.

\"Well, it\'s a liability if someone grabs hold of it, but it\'s always been like this,\" said Raditz. \"It stops growing the way you see.\"

\"Does it grow back if you cut it?\" asked Fermi.

\"Naturally. But Saiyan hair stays one length and style for the extent of a warrior\'s life. Doubtless you noticed Kakkarot… I mean Goku\'s hair always looks the same,\" said Raditz.

\"I like that other name you call Mr. Funnyman,\" Bohr chuckled.

\"It\'s his birth name,\" Raditz explained.

\"Do you remember him being born?\" asked Fermi.

\"I wasn\'t there when he was whelped from Mother,\" said Raditz. \"I visited him in the \'nursery\' where he learned to control his powers. On Vegetasei young ones were raised apart from their parents.\"

\"Why?\" Bohr asked, settling into Raditz\'s arm that happened to rest on his knee.

\"It was like daycare, huh?\" Fermi nodded. \"Because you guys fought all the time, and your daddy and mommy both worked.\"

\"Yes,\" Raditz nodded, realizing they comprehended far more than he\'d bargained for.

\"Were you sad when your mommy died?\" asked Bohr.

\"Knock it off; you\'re NOT supposed to DO that!\" Fermi yelled at him.

\"I\'m sorry, but you were thinking about your mommy and daddy and it wasn\'t like I went into his secret place,\" Bohr apologized.

\"I deliberately thought of them, to see how well you\'ve developed your psi powers. I didn\'t let you go anywhere I didn\'t want you to go, young one,\" Raditz reassured him. Both twins saw his lips were not moving, but his voice echoed clearly in their minds.

\"It\'s cool you can talk in our heads like Son-kun San does,\" Fermi telepathed.

\"You can talk like Brother and me, secretly,\" Bohr nodded eagerly, resting his head on Raditz\'s armored chest. Fermi\'s arm rested on Raditz\'s thigh, and he pulled himself up to peer the warrior in the face intently.

\"It\'s considered impolite not to speak aloud in the presence of those not related to you,\" Raditz shook his head. \"But you may speak to me in this manner when we are alone, or with your mother.\"

\"Will you go away like our Daddy did?\" asked Bohr. Raditz almost showered both boys with sport drink.

\"What?\"

\"C\'mon, he\'s not gonna die like Daddy did, right?\" Fermi scolded him.

\"But sometimes people you care about a lot go away,\" said Bohr quietly. \"Like Son-kun san says he might havta go away and fight if things get bad with the Destroyers.\"

\"Young ones I will not abandon you,\" Raditz snorted in anger. \"What gave you that ridiculous idea?\"

\"He always asks dumb questions like that because he\'s scared,\" Fermi said.

\"I am NOT!\" Bohr argued. \"You\'re just as scared as I am so don\'t lie!\"