Author: FireCracker KLee624820@aol.com

        Pairing Goku/Vegeta/Radditz/Nappa

        A/U -Goku learns what it really means to be Saiyan.

        Monkey Moon Part 4

        Raditz actually found himself enjoying his meal.

        "This dish...what do you call it?" he pointed at his food.

        "Beef stew" Chi Chi replied. "I take it you like it?"

        "Very much so" the burly saiyan dug into his bowl with relish. "It reminds me of tursla
        meat."

        "What's a tursla?" Gohan wanted to know.

        Raditz grinned. "A domesticated farm animal used for food."

        Chi Chi rested her chin in her hands, watching. "You certainly eat like Goku."

        The maned saiyan laughed, pointing his fork at Piccolo. "You don't eat, namek?"

        The namek snorted with disdain. "My people require only water."

        "How the hell do you get nutrition?"

        "Our bodies absorb nutrients through various light sources."

        Raditz laughed. "Ha! That's no good, namek..."

        "It's far more efficient than your crude way of synthesizing energy."

        The saiyan cracked a bone before swallowing it. "So you say, plant man. You'll never
        know the simple pleasures of solid flesh between your teeth!" Raditz gave a strange
        smile.

        "Isn't that a little out of line?" Chi Chi asked, frowning.

        Raditz chuckled. "I doubt it...he has fangs, yet eats no meat. No wonder nameks are
        a confused race."

        "My physiology is no concern of yours" Piccolo snapped. "Mine is a refined, elegant
        race. We aren't ruled by base instinct and wild emotion."

        The burly saiyan was indifferent. "Repressed people often speak that way."

        "Personally, I think a balance between the two is more ideal" Chi Chi put in. "Everyone
        is different."

        "True" Raditz agreed, eyes narrowing on Piccolo. "But intolerance often comes from
        cool blood."

        "Better than the immorality of talking animals" Piccolo retorted.

        Dark eyes flashed ferally. "I'd love to discuss that under a full moon."

        "Okay, that's enough. Both of you!" Chi Chi interrupted.

        "What are you guys talking about?" Gohan felt left out.

        Radtiz rubbed the mop top. "Just disagreeing about how people are different. What
        works for some doesn't work for others."

        Gohan thought that over. "Are saiyans different than the people here?"

        Raditz smiled at Chi Chi, who appeared uncomfortable. "Quite."

        Chi Chi's curiosity was sparked. "In what way, besides the obvious?"

        A pause. "I've noticed that ningens rely heavily on technology. My people only find it
        useful as a tool, not a way of life."

        "Hmm" she frowned, thinking. A thought struck her. "What about...behavior?"

        A smirk. "What kind, my dear? Social or...sexual?"

        "There's a boy at the table!!" Piccolo snapped.

        "I wanna hear the good stuff, Piccolo!" Gohan grinned.

        Chi Chi felt her cheeks flush as Raditz stared at her. "Gohan, clean off your plate and
        go downstairs."

        "But mom..."

        "Go!" she pointed. "And don't turn the tv up too loud!"

        The boy sighed, then brightened. "I can watch my favorite show?"

        "Yes, now go on!"

        "Okay!" Gohan snatched his plate and dumped it in the sink. He turned momentarily
        before leaving.

        "Will I see you later, Uncle Raditz?"

        The saiyan nodded. "I look forward to it, Gohan."

        ****

        Chi Chi waited for her son to be out of earshot. "Okay, mister. What kind of crack
        was that?"

        "I don't know what you mean."

        She jabbed a finger at him. "Don't give me that innocent routine. I saw the way you
        looked at me...are you making a pass?"

        Raditz pointed at himself innocently. "Me? Pursue my brother's mate? I'm here to
        reconcile, not start a war!"

        "Yes, you! Why would you start a topic of conversation like that with Gohan here?!"

        "I...at a saiyan household that's normal."

        "This isn't a saiyan household!!"

        "Your mate is saiyan, and your son half saiyan..."

        "We live on earth. And while you're in my house, you abide by my rules. Got it?"

        Raditz appraised her openly. "I begin to see why Kakarot chose you...you'd have
        made a good saiyan."

        Chi Chi blushed slightly. "Oh. Well..."

        "I still would like to know your purpose in staying here" Piccolo interrupted.

        Raditz shrugged. "A vacation, nothing more."

        "You're lying. There's a plan."

        "I tire of your accusations, namek. Have you nothing better to do?"

        Piccolo growled. "Goku is a friend of mine, and I won't see his family threatened."

        "Kakarot is my brother" Raditz countered, annoyed. "Keep your suspicions, namek. I
        could care less."

        "Harm anyone and you'll care a great deal."

        "Piccolo, stop it already" Chi Chi admonished him. "So far I've seen no indication he's
        not telling the truth."

        "Surely you don't believe him!"

        "Do I look like an idiot? If he's lying we'll find out eventually. Meanwhile, he's a guest
        in this house."

        Raditz kissed her hand. "Oh, I do like you, Chi Chi...you're the closest thing to a
        saiyan I've seen here."

        She ignored the tingle of soft lips on her skin. "Well, I suppose we can put up with you
        for the time being. Goku should be back any time now."

        Raditz grinned. "I'm not ungrateful. Though my ways may seem strange, I mean you
        no harm."

        "Now that much at least I can believe."

        He looked her over again. "You're still curious about saiyan behavior?"

        Caught off guard, Chi Chi turned beet red. "I'm not sure what you're getting at-"

        "You have a saiyan for a mate. Perhaps I should tell you about-"

        "This is improper" Piccolo interjected, annoyed.

        "Maybe for plant people with ice water in their veins!" Raditz responded. Chi Chi
        laughed in spite of herself.

        "You've got an ugly sense of humor, you know that?"

        The burly saiyan winked at her. "Oh, I'm just full of surprises."

        ****

        Goku sat alone in oppressive heat, scarcely noticing it. He'd attempted to put on
        clothes several times before stopping. His body was too swollen and sensitive.

        Can't stand to wear anything right now...

        In vain he tried meditation techniques taught to him by Master Roshi. It was useless.
        His body refused to obey the dictates of his mind. Dark eyes surveyed the nearby
        stream closely.

        Maybe a cool swim is what I need. I've got to go home sometime, but not like
        this!

        Cautiously he waded into icy clear waters, submerged to the chest. Eyes closed in
        memory.

        Why in Kami did I do that? I never wanted a man!!

        As the thought struck him, his cock rose stiffly once more in denial, despite the cold
        water. Goku pulled himself without realizing it. In truth he'd never been so turned on
        in his life. Not with Chi Chi, nor with Bulma when she teased him as a teen.

        Eyes snapped open as he realized what he was doing. "Krukka!!" he shouted to
        himself, startled.

        What did I just say? Where'd that word come from??

        A strange tingling sensation rippled down his back. It was pleasant and stimulating,
        spreading warmth to his lower body.

        "Aaahh...." a sigh escaped the saiyan's lips as he sunk even lower into the stream.
        Dark eyes flashed open in confusion once more.

        Something's happening to me...I feel different, but why? That whole episode with
        Nappa was insane. Am I crazy? There's no way I can tell anyone about this!

        In dismay he waited patiently for his body to cool. "Go down, dammit, go down!! I
        can't stay in this stream forever!"

        Goku finally gave in to the urge, yanking himself to completion. Doing it underwater
        felt wondrous and different. With a sigh, he eventually climbed out and got dressed.

        What am I going to do? I don't even understand this myself...

        ****

        Nappa re-entered the keep like the cat that ate the canary. Vegeta sprawled lazily on
        a prefabricated sofa watching the world satellite feed. Keen eyes flashed even as
        heightened senses discerned the truth.

        "Hn" the ouji sniffed. "I do believe you've been with Kakarot, Nappa."

        The bald saiyan licked his lips. "Hai...he's something else, Vegeta."

        Vegeta sat up and stared sharply. "Jungle run is nearly here..."

        "I guarantee you won't be disappointed, my prince. He's everything you suspected
        and more."

        "And his power?"

        "A transformation he described as level three."

        Vegeta blinked at that. "Shit. I should have known..."

        Nappa pulled a beer from a refrigiration unit. "Fascinating, actually. His appearance is
        somewhat oozaru-"

        "Really."

        "Ai, his hair resembles his brother's, save for the golden color."

        Vegeta rubbed his chin in thought. "I must see this state."

        "None will stand in our way, Vegeta."

        "The plan is still in place for the dragonballs, Nappa. I won't be denied."

        "True. However, Kakarot states he can't maintain that form for long."

        "Why not?"

        "Level three wastes a great deal of energy. I suspect it's not a stable form..."

        Vegeta's eyes glazed over. "Hn, but think of the power."

        Nappa shook his head. "Power that must be used immediately or lost. I'm familiar
        with such energy sources, ouji. While devastating in potency, they cannot be
        sustained for any length of time."

        Vegeta stretched out comfortably again. "Perhaps not. But after an inital onslaught
        that would hardly matter."

        "It's entirely possible he could destroy any enemy with an all out attack. However, if
        some rare being is able to withstand the first onslaught he'd be dangerously
        vulnerable."

        The ouji sucked a finger. "Was he any good, Nappa?"

        The bald general grinned like a maniac. "Let's just say...saiyan blood runs hot."

        Vegeta smirked. "That much I know, despite his games...be warned, Nappa. You'll
        make no claim!"

        "I didn't say..."

        "You didn't have to. Choosing will be done when he joins the pack, and the choice will
        be mine!"

        "But-"

        "Silence. I thought you entertained notions of his brother's charms."

        Nappa grunted in annoyance. "He doesn't want me, not enough...and I lose patience
        with his indifference. I'd gladly claim Kakarot."

        Vegeta growled. "At my displeasure. I won't warn you again."

        Nappa purred strangely, walking around the seated ouji. A thick tail coiled curved
        shoulders.

        "Then perhaps I should set my sights on something...more royal?"

        "Hn" dark eyes narrowed. "You think to persuade me?"

        Nappa groomed the thick flame of hair with his fingers. "Is the thought so
        outlandish?"

        Vegeta closed his eyes momentarily, enjoying the attention. "Jungle run will
        decide...and Kakarot will join us."

        Nappa continued his slow scalp massage on the ouji. "There's something I forgot to
        mention about Kakarot's tail."

        Eyes snapped open. "Do tell...he said it was removed."

        Nappa chortled. "Not exactly."

        "What?!"

        The bald saiyan snorted. "I expected a hollow...but the remnants are still there."

        "Indeed? That's most promising, then!"

        "His saiyan power will be restored, Vegeta. Whoever removed it did a poor job...a
        small stump still exists."

        The ouji laughed out loud. "He'll understand more when it grows back, since he hasn't
        had it since childhood."

        Nappa continued his grooming session on Vegeta's head. "The lunwe (moon) cycle
        should stimulate it, now that I've awakened his hidden desire."

        Vegeta purred, his tail waving about in thought. "Hormonal overload and the
        moon...impossible for any saiyan to resist."

        ****

        Chi Chi persuaded Piccolo to keep Gohan occupied downstairs. Raditz kept her
        company in the kitchen. The burly form rested against the doorway in a relaxed pose.

        "So tell me, how are things between you and Kakarot?"

        Chi Chi flushed. "I'm not certain what you mean" the saiyan fascinated her no end.

        A wink. "You know what I mean..."

        "That's none of your buisness!"

        Raditz glanced down the hall briefly. "Hn, he has a son. Clearly, something must have
        worked."

        "What's that crack supposed to mean?" Chi Chi glared, hands on hips.

        A quiet laugh. "You don't completely understand him, do you?"

        "I love him."

        "That isn't what I asked, Chi Chi. There must be aspects of Kakarot that baffle you,
        ne?"

        Chi Chi plopped in a chair. "No marriage is perfect, but you adjust. What's your point,
        Raditz?"

        He sat across from her, smug. "I like you, you get to the point."

        "You don't seem to."

        He laughed out loud then. "All right!"

        "You expect me to talk about my husband?"

        "Why not? As his cooni (brother), I'm naturally concerned for his welfare."

        "He's fine. Earth is his home, and he's adapted well-"

        "To earthling ways" Raditz interrupted. "But he isn't complete."

        "He knows he's saiyan!"

        "Hai, but he hasn't been saiyan. There's a difference."

        "None in my mind. I couldn't ask for a better husband."

        "A husband with a hidden face" Raditz murmured almost to himself.

        "I don't pretend to understand everything, is that what you want to hear?!" Chi Chi
        snapped, her irritation showing.

        Radtiz leaned forward suddenly, dark eyes sharp. "Explain that."

        Chi Chi blinked. "Explain what?"

        "What aspects of his behavior seem odd to you?"

        "That's personal!"

        Another smirk. "Ah...perhaps he's not so human after all."

        Delicate features reddened. "It's none of your buisness!!"

        Raditz folded his hands. "Hn...touchy. He's strange in bed sometimes?"

        "Are all saiyans such perverts?!"

        "We do tend to...well, that's a story for another day."

        "I've got news for you, mister. There's plenty of weird humans as well!"

        Black eyes held a strange gleam. "Oh? How fascinating. You must be quite...energetic
        to keep up with a saiyan."

        Chi Chi glared at him. "I was just beginning to like you a little..."

        "Come, we're all grown up here. Let's do this, then. Ask me a question, and I'll tell
        you about saiyans."

        A variety of expressions crossed delicate features before she answered. "I'm not sure
        I should be doing that."

        "Ask, or you'll never know. You must have questions about a husband who's alien to
        this world."

        "But he looks human!"

        "That doesn't make him one. I'm surprised our species are compatible for cross
        breeding."

        "I'm not a breeder, you lunkhead!!"

        "There are significant differences, Chi Chi."

        "Tell me about it. I've dealt with them for years!"

        Thick brows lifted in curiosity. "Such as?"

        She faltered before replying. "Maybe...there are some things I need clarified. Things
        that make no sense..."

        "Go on."

        The heart shaped face turned beet red. "He...tries to bite me. I've asked him to stop,
        but he has a hard time controlling the urge."

        "Typical saiyan behavior. Anything else?"

        "I hate it when he keeps rubbing my hair..."

        "What mate doesn't groom?"

        "I...ah...don't get it..."

        "Humans don't groom each other?"

        "No! What the hell are you talking about?!"

        A chuckle. "Everything you've described so far is normal for my kind."

        Chi Chi was silent a moment, thinking. "There's something else that disturbs me
        most...I really haven't talked to anyone about it..."

        Raditz was suddenly serious again. "The sex?"

        "I wasn't going to say that!!"

        Sharp teeth gleamed. "What, then?"

        "He...I...oh, shit!"

        "Hn?"

        Chi Chi gulped, taking a breath. "He wants to taste my blood whenever we...make
        love. Actually, he just seems to like blood. Half the meat he eats is raw."

        Raditz nodded in acknowledgement. "Ah."

        She blinked at his reaction. "You mean, that's normal for a saiyan too?"

        "Of course. Anything else?"

        "Ghods, I don't believe this..." she covered her eyes. "He's always talking about...how
        everything smells."

        Raditz gave an evil gleam. "Really."

        "Not just during sex, but everything...people, even objects. It's embarrassing in
        public."

        "Heightened senses. Our race is ancient and primal. We use our instincts like humans
        use their intellect."

        Now it was Chi Chi's turn to be smug. "So saiyans have no intellect."

        "You've got a smart mouth, woman. I like that. Let's just say we get the same
        results in different ways. We're 'wired' differently. Would you be surprised to know
        that Kakarot identifies your scent more than your face?"

        "Bullshit."

        "Hardly. The next time the opportunity arises, ask him."

        "I will!"

        "I myself can easily detect you now that we've met-"

        "Watch yourself, mister. Are you saying I stink?"

        Another laugh. "Humans!"

        ****