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"Well ..." Vegeta growled.


"But the little one that was crawling around on you was really cute, admit it!"


"She was a little brat! But with her fighting strength she can go far!"


"You always only think of one thing!"




On the return there was a message for Vegatta.


"It's from Parduk! He's sending word that we can come by tomorrow afternoon!"


"Hey, that's great!" noted Goku. "What do you mean, Vegeta? Shall we have a bite to eat first and then do the next training session?"


"I'm not saying no!"




In the evening Vegeta was still out with his mother and sister and Bulma was alone with her son.

"Mummy?"


"Yes my darling?"


The boy climbed on to his mother's bed and leaned against her.


"If dad wins and becomes king ... what will happen to us then?"


"Well-your father wants us to stay."


"Do you love papa?"


"Of course."


"Even if you keep arguing?"


Bulma sighed.


"Quarreling is part of the process when a couple lives together. It can't always be in the sun! But for me that is by no means a reason to leave your father or to put him out of the door! And he doesn't want us either leave, especially because you mean a lot to him, Trunks. "


"Did Papa say that?"


Bulma nodded with a smile and put an arm around your son.


"He likes you very much. Even if he hardly shows it to you."


"I know. When I was out with him in the capsule, he put his arms around me before I fell asleep."


"Well, you see. He would never let anything happen to you."



The Sayajin Prince returned late that night. Bulma was still awake.


"And how was it?"


"We had a lot to talk about. No wonder if you haven't seen each other for years. We have drifted apart, but I think we're slowly getting back to each other."


"I'm delighted for you."


He slipped under the covers with his mate.


"Veg`, we have to talk!" Bulma said suddenly and propped up her upper body.


"About what?" your partner growled and rolled over.


"Have you actually thought about what should become of us if you win?"


"You will of course be my queen! You will definitely like it!"


"And did you wonder if I want to make this great sacrifice to leave my homeworld and live by your side on Burai?"


"Well-you are my companion! And I want you to stay with me! Your place is by my side! And of course that of Trunks too!"

"So do you really love me then? Even though I steal your last nerve often enough?"


"Damn it, yes!" Vegeta suddenly called loudly, wrapped his arms around Bulma and pulled her close. "I beg you, if the royal dignity falls to me, stay with me with Trunks!"


"Veg! I didn't even know that we mean so much to you! You have never shown us!"


"Of course you mean a lot to me! Otherwise I would be up and away long ago! - How will you decide?"


"I can't tell you that yet! Give me a little more time to think it over!"


"All right then."


"Look! You don't like women, but you can me!"


"It's different with you! You are my companion and the mother of my son! You have never given up on me! And then there is Trunks ... at first he was just a small, screaming pain in the ass who was constantly in diapers , but now he's become a splendid boy! Do you understand now why I don't want to lose you? "

"I think so."




The next day Bulma spoke to Vegatta about the problem.


"I'm sorry that I put you in this position, Bulma. I know it's a tough decision to stay here with Vegeta on this alien planet in case he wins." said Vegatta.


"If he wins. You don't want to give up your place as queen either, especially since you grew up here and helped build it up!"


"If it is my fate that my brother becomes king, I have to accept it. But that will only decide our fight. Everything is still open."


"This is true."




And Son-Goku had also made up his mind about the upcoming fight and the resulting consequences.


Son-Goten and Trunks played in the large castle park. Goku and Kuririn watched them both with a smile. Then the sayajin called the two boys over.


"Trunks, sit down with me for a moment." Son-Goku asked and tapped the free space on the ledge next to him with the palm of his hand.The boy did him a favor and looked at him expectantly.


"Would you like your father to be king?" asked Goku. "Then you would be his direct successor!"


"King Trunks ... that sounds crazy!" noticed Goten crouching on the other side next to his father.


"Sure, it's great, but then we couldn't be together anymore, Goten!"


"Oh what! Papa can do this momentary teleportation, then he'll bring me here in no time and pick me up again!"


"It's not that easy, son." interjected Goku. "As you have surely seen on the flight here, this planet is in a solar nebula and I cannot locate and aim for the auras through this nebula on Burai and away from Burai! The nebula hinders it! If I only teleported roughly, I could end up in space! And that wouldn't be so good! "


"Oh! What a stupid thing!" moaned Goten.


"Yeah-that's really stupid!" Kuririn nodded.

"And grandma and grandpa ... I would miss them, although I would have a grandma here too. But mom would surely find it difficult to go so far from home."


"But nothing has been decided yet. It all depends on how your father holds up against your aunt." noted Goku.


"Maybe my grandma the queen knows advice. I'll ask her what she means!" noted Trunks.


"Do that. I don't want to talk you into it! It's purely a family matter! I'm only visiting here with Goten and Kuririn."


The boy jumped off the wall and hurried away through the large garden.


"I think I would miss Trunks terribly!" sighed Son-Goten sadly.


"I know my little one. I would miss Vegeta as well!"


"In real?" asked Kuririn.


Goku nodded.




"Hello, Trunks, my little one! What is it? You look worried ..." remarked the Queen. She sat with her ladies-in-waiting in another part of the large garden and enjoyed the fine weather.

"I need your advice, grandma."


"Then come over here." Burai smiled and lifted the boy onto your lap. "Have a drink if you want."


"Thanks."


"So what's on your mind?"


"Oh Grandma! It's really great here - but also on earth. I would like to stay here if Dad wins, but at some point I would definitely get homesick."


"I know. Choices are always difficult to make, my little Trunks. You have to do what your heart tells you to do."


"My heart?"


"Exactly. Listen to your heart. It will tell you where you belong."


Trunks was silent and stared into his glass.


"I want to try, grandma."




In the afternoon Son-Goku was on the way to the country estate of the old veteran Parduk with Vegatta. Vegeta had refused to come and so he and Bulma had been given the task of doing something with Trunks and Goten. But Kuririn accompanied his friend because he, too, was interested in his past.



Parduk's country estate was just outside the city on a spacious plain.


"We're almost there!" Vegatta called and pointed to a large building. "We respected his wish to spend the last years of his life out here in peace and my mother had this retirement home built for him."


The three had flown the way from the city themselves and now landed in front of the entrance.


"Greetings, Your Highness. The honorable Parduk is already waiting for you and your guests."


"Thank you, Colonel Taboot!"


The small group entered.


"Wow, what a big house! There are sure to be a lot of staff here!"


"Well, apart from me, the personal doctor, the kitchen staff and three servants there is no other staff." explained Colonel Taboot, a tall, broad-shouldered Sayajin.


"And what is your role here?"


"I'm Parduk's bodyguard. His health is no longer the best and I watch over him like a shadow."

"Understand."




They finally stopped in front of a large door.


"I will report your arrival to Parduk."


While Taboot entered, the small group waited outside.


A short time later the colonel returned.


"The honorable commander Parduk has asked."


"Thank you, Colonel." Vegatta nodded and was the first to enter the room. Goku and Kuririn followed.




Muted light penetrated through several large curtained windows. In a large, comfortable chair sat a man whose age could not be determined precisely, since the cells of the Sayajin did not age and their appearance changed only slightly. Only a few black hairs sprouted on his head, one of his eyes was hidden behind a cloth.


Princess Vegatta had stopped in front of the armchair and bowed.


"Greetings, princess." heard Goku say a hoarse voice. "You brought me a very special guest today ..."

"Kakarott-This is Parduk, the only survivor of the disaster. We found him among countless rubble and corpses in space and managed to revive and heal him. However, he lost an arm and an eye in the devastating explosion." explained Vegatta. "He can tell you exactly how it was, Kakarott."


Goku stepped forward and greeted the old veteran with Kuririn.


"Parduk, this is Kakarott, the youngest son of Bardok! He lives on earth, where he was sent with a capsule as a baby." Vegatta continued.


"I know. It was Bardok himself who put the little kakarott in the capsule."


The old Sayajin rose heavily and looked at Son Goku.


"Yes ... almost like his father's aura. You really are