Royal Namekian Blues

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Royal Namekian Blues
Tien's Revenge, Yamcha's Fear

Notes: This chapter deals with the thread of how Tien would react when he finds out about Launch and Nappa. But did Nappa and Launch REALLY go all the way. Or is it a misunderstanding? Find out in this chapter. Bear with me, Vegeta/Bulma fans. There's more of them in chapters to come. I just want to tie off this loose end!

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Dr. Stellari had thought it about time she introduced him to her children, but she felt guilty. They had been in either Chichi's care, or the care of the other Z warriors who had similar powers. Because Tien and Shiautzu were accomplished psychics they had volunteered to routinely train Fermi and Bohr. Both boys spent much time training with Shiautzu at Kame house. Or in the mountains where Tien had made his home with Launch and Shautszu. Lately she had them safely kept there by her friend Launch because she was afraid of how Raditz would deal with them.

Launch had left Nappa's side because she realized Tien was her true love. She had said nothing about her experience save that Nappa had not hurt her. She had glanced at Dr. Stellari with a look of understanding, her hair mussed that first day as they emerged from the capsule huts.

Dr. Stellari pipetted more reagent into her flasks. She called Technician Infra to assemble the glassware, and then backed away so he could add the teratogenic elements in the next lab. He saw her rounding belly and asked, “You sure are showing. ARE you sure it's safe to work in here?”

“The chemicals here are not teratogenic. I wouldn't' endanger my babies,” she said.

“If you do act dumb, don't expect me to keep that husband of yours away,” said Infra. “You take it easy okay?”

“Fine,” she laughed, and strode over to pipette some less harmful reagents into several test tubes. They were more water-soluble polymers that went into Capsules new line of dissolvable. Exiting the lab, she sat down at her desk, and propped her swollen feet up. She grabbed the picture sitting on her desk of her, Bulma, Launch and Chablis that sat there. Mrs. Briefs had snapped the three shortly after the birth of Trunks. When Launch had thrown an impromptu late baby shower at the secret Saiyan training camp.

“I will not hurt your brats, woman,” a deep voice said. She shivered at the feel of his hot breath against her neck. Images and memories flashed past Dr. Stellari and she jolted out of her reminiscence. Leaping out of her chair she backed away, her butt slamming into the bookcase near her desk. Standing over her was the tall shape of her man, Raditz.

“Damn it do you have to do that?” she asked.

“They will know sooner or later,” he said.

“What are you talking about?” asked Dr. Stellari as Raditz advanced on her. His hands rested gently on her shoulders.

“Your boys. Why have I not met them yet?” he asked.

“They aren't ready to know about us,” said Dr. Stellari.

“They should, if I'm to take over their training,” Raditz said quietly. Anger filled her at his presumptions, and she broke away. Raditz stood in surprise as she paced around. Patiently he stood in the center of her office, waiting for his woman to calm down. The Prince had advised him it was best to not be so aggressive. To let the woman speak when she was ready instead of demanding her to obey him as he would on Vegetasei.

“What do you know about taking care of kids. You guys just shoot them into space,” she said, whirling on him. ON her nose her glasses gleamed with reflected light beaming from the window overlooking the cityscape of West Metro.

Patiently Raditz shook his head. He strode over and sat down with a grunt in Dr. Stellari's padded office chair behind her desk. “Sit down woman,” he said, patting his knee.

“I prefer to stand, you big ape. What gives you the right to presume you know what's best for my sons!” she growled, marching up towards him.

“Because I'm your mate, and husband, Tomic,” he said with a chuckle. Snaring her waist he pulled her to sit in his lap. Strong arms folded around her, imprisoning her in his grasp.

“I wonder if I was conscious saying that,” she mumbled, squirming against him. “You're a barbarian, you know.”

“And you're very enticing when you're pissed, Tomic,” he rumbled, nosing her cheek. He nipped lightly on her ear, drawing blood. Softly he lapped it up, and then ran his hand down to rub her belly lightly to feel the ki of his children he'd planted there.

“What do you know about kids, huh? Bulma told me that you guys sent them off to purge planets. Why the change of heart? If that were the case you wouldn't give a shit about training them at all!” she snorted.

“That was Vegetasei. This is earth. The Prince has made it clear we're no longer under Freiza's rule. And children weren't sent into space till they were at least a year old,” he said. “Naturally they received their instructions via electronic implantation.”

“If we were on Vegetasei would you have shot these two into space. I'd kill you before I'd let you do that!” she growled.

“You're far more like me then you realize, woman,” he laughed. “I know what you were before. Just by looking at your eyes I saw the darkness you'd seen.”

“Give me a damn break,” she glared up at him. “Bliss told you, didn't she?”

“How you rescued her from your captors. How you saved her life. That's the Saiyan warrior bond. I see that she bit your ear right here,” he said, fingering the bite on her upper left ear.

“So? What of it?”

“She was deliberately testing you. Seeing if you had the guts and the raw aggression to be compatible. She hadn't intended on finding a mate for her father, because he wasn't interested in breeding,” Raditz murmured.

“I already figured it out, jerk,” she glanced up at him. “Third Class Saiyans mate for life. But Elites and seconds don't. And Royals only chose their lifemate from the one concubine who first gives them a healthy male child.”

“You're learning far faster then I'd thought possible. Good,” Raditz nodded, stroking her temple. “The mental link between us is complete.”

“Holy hell what are you talking about?” she asked. “There are some parts of me that will never be like you. I will not abandon my sons to the whim of the universe… and I'll die before I let our children suffer the same fate as you.”

“Careful, woman. You know little of what makes a Saiyan yet. Let the knowledge come through and shape you. Mates become of one mind,” he said. Under their combined weight the chair creaked. Raditz released her so she could move more freely.

“Then you're also taking the best and worst of humanity,” she glanced up at Raditz. “As I am of you.”

“Feeble emotions like compassion and love,” he said quietly. “And your religion. Your Bible is fraught with conquerors who took what they wanted in the name of their deity.”

“They fought for God,” she said. Slowly she rose from the chair, and sat on the edge of her desk to face Raditz sitting thoughtfully in her office chair.

“As your religion did for the sake of its true Lord,” he said quietly.

“That's not the same,” she said.

“You are an enigma,” he said. “Sex before marriage is considered sin but you lay with me anyhow.”

“I had compassion for you,” she said. “As a misguided creature of nature.”

“And you thought me like an animal you could subdue, like your ancestors subdued this planet. Endowed by that right by your Creator?” he snickered. “Is that not your mission. To fill this earth and subdue it? Saiyans do the same! We subdue and multiply.”

“You are not like us,” she said.

“We are… evil? Come my dear, humanity is capable of the same things. Humanity and Saiyankind are both fallen races,” he snickered. “But you intrigue me with the notion of so called peace and eternal life. These things are things I cannot fathom.”

“You have to read,” she said. “That book on my desk. It tells you all you need to know. Don't think you can figure these things out on your own. When you're ready to talk I'll be here. Till then, realize that there's no escape from what you've done except the way that I've found.”

“Redemption for your atrocities?” he asked. “Were you a devotee before or in the name of your God?”

“I found salvation after. Forgiveness,” she whispered. “I didn't ask for human forgiveness. But for His divine forgiveness. And that is something that can wipe away your past. No matter what you've done. And I thought perhaps…”

“You could save my evil soul woman? How amusing,” he said quietly. “How do you know that I want to be saved?”

“You want to have eternal life? You desired to have children instead of continuing to destroy. For a man to want house and home is a Christian thing. To want to destroy is that of the Devil,” she said.

“Why weren't you afraid of me?”

“Because I knew that regardless, my fate was in His hands, not yours. And whatever power given over me was given by Him, not you,” she whispered. “And every child of Him goes through suffering for the sake of something of greater good.”

“Your belief makes you strong,” he said. “Every impulse of mine wants to prove you wrong. But I don't wish to. Your words strangely make sense. And it's tearing my reason apart.”

“If we share a mind bond you learn everything I experience. Is it willing?” she asked.

“You see what I wish you to see. I see what you wish me to see. Subconsciously,” he said.

The jangling phone interrupted their conversation. Reaching over he picked up the phone and grunted, “What do you want?”

“Give me the phone!” she whispered fiercely, trying to grab it from him. He held it just out of her reach. When she jumped up, he reached out his other arm and caught her. Suddenly she was pinned to his side in a firm bear hug. Cheek pressed to his armored chest, his other hand held her fast. All she could do was beat on his body with her fists. The assault amused him for she could hardly hurt his dense body.

“Dr. Stellari's lab, yes. I repeat what do you want? Yes… who am I?” he asked. “Apologies. I didn't realize her Glory wanted to see the Professor. Yes I'll bring her up now.”

“Who IS it?” she demanded. Raditz set the phone back to its cradle, while stopping her with his other hand.

“The Royal Concubine wants your services,” he said. Growling, Dr. Stellari flashed out a hand to smack him. Raditz merrily grabbed her wrist to wrap it around his neck. Simultaneously his other arm lifted her body so they were face to face.

“Put me down you big baboon! HEY!” she shouted.

Further amused Raditz lowered his lips to hers and cut off her next string of angry words. He had seen the Prince use this method to silence the Concubine's protests on many occasions. Dr. Stellari was relieved he chose a far more sweet way to quiet her rather then snarling at her to shut up. So she acquiesced and fell into the kiss rather then fight it. Raditz boosted his woman easily into his arms then carried her towards the door. It took her breath away how easily he hauled her body around, because she was no featherweight. Unlike most women she was of hefty European stock, the sort that was large hipped and big busted. Stocky and powerful, her ancestors had been Italian and Irish.

“Warrior people,” Raditz murmured, releasing her from the kiss. “Your ancestors were the Romans were they not?”

“I am part Italian, yes, but hardly…”

“It's in your blood. To learn and conquer. And your other ancestry was filled with the blood of those you call Celts,” he said. “I've been learning quite readily from your earth's history. All its glorious battles. The gladiatorial combats and such. And even about the resistance your religion played in conquering the mighty Roman Empire. And the power…”

“You don't get it, you silly ape,” she sighed as he shifted her to his hip like a child. “Put me down you goon I can walk myself.”

Raditz placed her on her feet again, and realized to his delight she still clasped his hand tightly in her small one. Her head and shoulders only came up to his abdomen at most. Saiyan females were routinely smaller then the males, but very tough. Diminutive but every inch crackling with power. Size spoke nothing of true potential, as shown by the Prince's small stature that belied his might and supremacy.

For a time they walked down the hall with ever increasing steps. Raditz broke the silence saying, “I do wish to see your whelps. Why do you persist in keeping them from me? I share your dwelling, and you insist on keeping them elsewhere. Unless you seek in perpetuating the tradition of having them trained elsewhere…”

“They're powerful psychics,” she said after a time. “Their powers are being honed and tested by ones far more suited then me.”

“By the ones called Tien and Shiatsu,” she said.

“They should be with you and I. I can take over their training,” he said.

“And fight the androids? I don't think so. They're safer with Shiatsu. And incidentally, Tien's going to be pissed when he finds out Launch was with your buddy Nappa,” she said.
***
They exited the lab wing and crossed through the gerbil tube. Just then she saw Yamcha walking towards them with a concerned frown on his face. Next to him stood Dr. Melmac and Puar floating seriously between them.

“Excuse us, Dr. Stellari, we need a minute,” said Dr. Melmac.

“She's busy,” Raditz said.

“What's going on,” she asked.

“Atomique, I think you need to listen to us,” said Yamcha quietly. “Please Hon, for a minute.”

“There is no need for her to listen to you fools,” said Raditz.

“Bulma said so,” Yamcha said firmly.

“Bulma wanted to see me in her office, so what's this about?” asked Dr. Stellari. Raditz grasped her arm, growling low in his throat.

“What trickery is this?” Raditz snarled with a low growl.

“You'd better explain yourselves,” said Dr. Stellari. “I don't want anyone hurt. And it's not me I'm talking about.”

“Better let him come,” said Dr. Melmac.

“But…” Yamcha stammered.

“I'll be fine. Don't worry,” Dr. Stellari said to the fighter.

“You accuse me of harming my mate, prettyboy?” Raditz glared at him. “I could kill you for that slander!”

“He's no pushover, Raditz. Don't piss him off,” she glared at him. “Both of you behave now. Or you'll keep each other company while I see what the hell's going on!”

“I was afraid of this,” said Dr. Melmac. “This is a big mess.”

“Then why are you wasting my time? Does Bulma want to speak to me or not?” Dr. Stellari asked.

“That was an excuse to get you out here,” Yamcha stammered.

Suddenly there came a loud shout as a beam crackled across the yard. It hit Raditz full force in the chest. Yamcha darted over and grabbed Dr. Stellari in his arms. He shot up into the air, with her shrieking in anger. Dr. Melmac tumbled out of the way as a tall three-eyed warrior swept her up. He set her aside, and turned to the fallen Raditz.

“NO!” Stellari shouted. “Let me go you idiot!”

“It's for your own good,” said Yamcha quietly. “Don't interfere!”

“You stupid son of a bitch! Your friend is Dead!”

“Dodonpa!” Tien shouted as he aimed his finger towards Raditz.

“You idiotic fools, you dare challenge me?” Raditz snarled, leaping to his feat. He managed to dodge Tien's blast, but not before the ray singed his arm with a stinging burn.

“You'd better get out of here, Professor,” Tien said to Dr. Melmac. She rushed off to the safety of the building. Meanwhile Yamcha hovered overhead with Dr. Stellari wriggling in his grasp.

“What the HELL is going on here!” she demanded.

“Don't fight me, Tomique,” said Yamcha insistently. “We couldn't stop Bulma from getting mixed up with them, but we won't let you get hurt!”

“You are crazy!” she shouted. “Tien could KILL him!”

“Maybe so,” said Yamcha.

“I won't let you do it!” she growled, watching the two warriors face off. Raditz was hard pressed to keep up with the blows being rained on him. Suddenly Yamcha felt a fist smack into his face and he let her go. Stellari twisted out of his grasp, and then punched his gut.

“Wait!” he heaved. Stellari streaked out of his arms, struggling to levitate with bukujutsu. Unsteadily she held her arms out on either side as she put distance between them.

On the ground, Tien slammed a punch into Raditz gut. His fists slammed rapidly with the force of a volleyball, delivering crushing multiple blows. If Raditz were human he'd be dead. Yet the third class gave as good as he got. Till Tien shouted, “SOLAR FLARE!” and a blinding flash caused Raditz to back away, cursing.

“Saturday crush!” he shouted, lobbing a sphere towards Tien. The purple volley was suddenly averted with another dodonpa.

“Blast cannon!” Tien cried. A thick beam sizzled from his hands towards Raditz, slamming into his shoulder. It tossed him into the side of the building, sending masonry crashing around him.