Too many Saiyans in Tokyo

by Saiyan Huntress

Chapter 1 – Whoops… Blast-off

That afternoon was quiet in the Western Capital. Most people were at work, most kids at schools or kindergartens and the streets were rather empty. The day was cloudless and sunny and that's why Bulma had decided to spend the afternoon outside, giving the last touch to her little self-built space pod.

„I'd say, not bad at all," she finally stated happily and stretched her back.

Trunks and Goten who had been hanging around in the garden for most of the time trotted closer to examine the pod. It looked just like one of those typical Saiyan space pods, only this one had a huge Capsule Corporation logo on its side.

"Pretty cool," Goten remarked, looking at the pod.

"Yeah," Trunks agreed, "but why would you need a space pod like that?"

"It's just a prototype," his mother said. "I'm not even sure if it works. Okay, kids, I'm gonna go take a shower now." She looked at her oily clothes and frowned. "And these here probably need recycling. You two are not gonna touch that space pod, did I make myself clear?"

As soon as the coast was clear, the two Saiyan brats peeked inside the pod. It was full of gadgets, lights and small levers. Trunks was utterly excited.

"Whoa, Goten, check it out! There must be more electronics in there than in grandpa's whole lab!"

Goten peered around. "Er, Trunks, your mother told us not to touch it. Shouldn't we…"

"Don't be such a wimp!" Trunks was already pulling the door of the pod open. "Once my mom's taking a shower, you can expect her to spend hours there. She'll never know."

The two brats hopped inside and closed the door. After spending a few minutes on trying to fit into the small pod, they gasped and admired the small monitors, buttons and levers placed all over the pod's inner surface.

"Did your mom really make this all by herself?" Goten asked, gazing around.

Trunks grinned. "Cool, eh?" He grabbed a handle and stared out of the window. "Attention all units, enemy at twelve o'clock, sending out the special squad!"

Goten stood up on the seat to get a better view out of the window. "This pod here isn't exactly huge…" he tried to turn around and slipped, "whoo-ah… and the seat is slippery!"

"Hey, look out…!" Trunks shouted as Goten tried to catch his balance again. The kid slammed his hand against the side of the pod and managed not to fall down face-first.

The little screen, on which Goten's hand had landed, started to blink. "READY READY READY" it announced. Then a calm voice filled the pod. "Attention! Ready for take-off! Direction: beta-x24F-alpha-y7. Destination: unknown. Duration of flight: unknown. 3… 2… 1… blast-off!"

Trunks and Goten glanced at each other. "Uh-oh."

The pod dashed to the sky.

A few days later in a small forest near Tokyo, a girl was walking down the small path. It was almost evening, the shadows of the trees were long and the birds weren't singing as loudly as they had sung in the afternoon.

The girl's name was Makoto Kino. Her parents had died in an airplane accident when she was young so she lived along in an apartment near the uptown of Tokyo. The neighborhood was noisy and with a very fast speed of life, so sometimes Makoto liked to get out of the city and enjoy the quiet and peaceful life in the forest. There was not a single human being nearby, no exhaust fumes, no crying children… nothing that goes with such a huge city as Tokyo. That's why she liked it in the forest. The quiet whispering of the trees and the wind was so relaxing.

Makoto looked at her watch and frowned. It was getting a bit late. The last train back to Tokyo was leaving in an hour. About time to turn back and go home again.

The girl sighed. Tomorrow would be another school day, and after that another, and another, and another… day after day, nothing new, nothing changing. Okay, so she was Sailor Jupiter, one of the powerful Sailor Soldiers fighting against evil on the planet Earth… but after years of fighting, even the monsters seemed like a routine.

Makoto sighed again and looked at the sky, the red clouds, the setting sun, the approaching little space pod…

…waitaminute…?

The small space pod crashed right in the middle of the footpath, in front of Makoto, turning into a wreck on that same second. The door fell open and the two Saiyan brats dropped out of it.

"Ow!" Goten complained, rubbing his head. "Did your mom forget to build this thing some brakes or what?"

Trunks was holding his head between his hands, trying to get the picture straight. "It's a space pod; it's not supposed to have brakes… those things just land and leave a crater behind. Apparently this space pod of ours wasn't hard enough to make it through the landing."

Goten groaned and looked up. Then he noticed Makoto, who was quietly staring at them and the crushed space pod. Goten blinked and stared back at her, her brown ponytail and blue jeans.

"Wow… he commented then. "Check it out, Trunks… it's a human!"

Makoto took a small step back as her emerald green eyes turned a bit bigger.

Trunks looked up too, grinned slightly and waved slowly. "Erm, greetings stranger. Don't be afraid, we are friends. Um… we come in peace."

Goten rolled his eyes. "You should really watch a little less TV…"

Makoto smiled and crouched down. "Now I'm supposed to squeal and run away as fast as I can, right?"

Trunks gave her a wide grin. "Yeah. But um, please don't… we've traveled for days and we're starving. Could you find something for us to eat?"

The girl seemed thoughtful for a second, then she smiled again. "Well… who are you two anyway?"

"My name's Goten," Goten announced.

"And I'm Trunks. We got here with that space pod over there," the boy pointed over his shoulder to the pile of metal. "Thanks to my mom's gorgeous space pod making skills, it looks like now we're stuck here on your planet. Hungry, lonely, cold and with no shelter. Um," he looked at Makoto, "hint hint?"

Makoto laughed. "All right then. You can come to my place. It's not exactly big, but you could sleep on the couch." She stood up. "My name's Makoto Kino, but my friends call me Mako."

After Trunks had put the ex-spacepod into the magical capsule and stuck it into his pocket, the three left for the train station. Tokyo was nearly twenty miles away but the fast train didn't need much time to cover that route.

"Say Mako, what's this city called?" Goten asked when the train raced through the suburbs.

"Tokyo," the girl replied. "The biggest city on this planet, when you count all the suburbs in. Oh, that's our stop. Come on now… I'm not interested in searching for you two when you get lost in the subway."

About ten minutes later Makoto unlocked the door of her apartment and pushed it open. "Okay then, welcome to my humble flat. Make yourself at home."

"If you say so… when's dinnertime?" Trunks asked fast. Goten slapped him: "Behave yourself, dangit!"

Makoto chortled. "I left a pot of rice on the stove before I left. It should be done for now. Come on to the kitchen."

The two boys stared at the pot as Makoto lifted it off the stove. The pot was two feet high, about the size of a gas tank.

"That sure looks delicious," Trunks slowly said, looking at the pile of rice with teriyaki sauce on his plate, "but…"

"But there's so little of it!" Goten completed his sentence.

"There's more in the pot. And it's more than enough for the two of you," Makoto replied and started to eat.

In a few minutes the Saiyan kids had emptied their plates, the pot and were standing in the middle of the kitchen, gaping around. "That's it? That didn't even get to the bottom of my stomach… Mako, do you have anything else to eat?"

Mako looked at the empty pot and blinked slowly. "Check the fridge…"

After a light meal which consisted of everything in Mako's fridge, the two kids trotted in the living room and examined it with great curiosity. Makoto washed the dishes and followed them.

"Say Mako… are those your parents?" Goten asked, pointing at an old photo on the shelf.

Makoto nodded. "They died in a plane accident. I've been living alone ever since." She stepped to the shelf and took the photo to look at it. The picture had a bad quality, the faces of the two people on it were practically unrecognizable. The girl gave it a slight look, then frowned and put it back on the shelf. "I hardly remember them. I know that my life was happy when they still lived… but it was a long time ago and I'm used to my current life."

"I would never forget my mom and dad if they'd die," Trunks said quietly.

"No shock," Goten remarked. "Who could forget people like these two?"

Makoto grinned slightly. "I wouldn't want to be in your mom's shoes. Do you always eat so much?"

"Not always… but mostly," Trunks replied with a grin. Goten nodded in agreement. Makoto shook her head. "By Jove… they must be glad to get rid of you."

"My mom – without a doubt," Trunks agreed, "but Goten's mom is definitely in hysteria already."

On the same time, in the Capsule Corporation's building, Bulma was trying hard to calm Chichi down. She wasn't exactly successful…

"Oh, my poor little Goten!" Chichi wailed for the seven hundredth time or so. "Where could you be? Are you all right? Oh, I hope you're doing fine… what would I do without you, my poor son?" She wandered around the room. "Oh, if I only knew that they're safe…"

"I'm sure they're fine," Bulma assured her. "They're both half-Saiyans, they know how to fight for their food and safety."

"But they've been gone for three days now!" Chichi complained. Suddenly she hopped up and demanded: "Bulma, I want you to build a new spaceship. I'm gonna go look for them!"

Bulma gasped. "Are you crazy? There are millions of planets in the Universe and we don't even know in which direction they went!"

"I don't care!" Goten's mother replied. "I'll search the whole Universe through when I have to!"

"Now try to calm down and be reasonable," the other woman begged. "Let us wait until our husbands come back from their training. Goku can do this instant teleporting thingy, right? He could easily find Trunks's and Goten's auras and bring them back here with no trouble."

"I'd love to know when those two are planning to get back," Chichi grunted. "They've been training somewhere out there for a week now. Who knows when they want to return? I swear, I'm gonna buy Goku a cell phone first thing in the morning!"

"And your fathers?" Makoto asked. "Aren't they concerned?"

Trunks burst into laughter. "They? Concerned?? That would be something! The word "concern" doesn't exist in their brains! Besides, they're training in the mountains as we speak… they don't even know that we're missing. They can't know that… there's no way."

"I'm starting to miss Chichi's roast beef," Goku remarked with a frown, turning a huge piece of meat on the bonfire. The two Saiyan warriors were sitting on a small plain between vast rocks that were shattered and partly burned. Their clothes were dirty and torn and they both looked exhausted. A week of hard training had left its mark.

"Human civilization has made you weak," Vegeta grunted, leaned forward and grabbed the meat.

"Hey, wait a…" Before Goku could finish his sentence, the roast beef had already gone.

"Not fair," the Saiyan warrior pouted.

"Life isn't fair," Vegeta replied.

Goku snarled and turned to look at the sky. Suddenly he frowned. "Say, Vegeta… can you feel our sons' auras?"

The prince gave him a surprised look, then he concentrated a bit. And then he raised his eyebrows. "You're right. They're nowhere around this planet. That's weird…"

"They're either dead or too far for us to feel their auras," Goku replied. "I don't think that they can be dead… but…"

Vegeta suddenly looked up. "Bulma's spaceship. She was building a space pod. I bet she got it done and as soon as she turned her back, Trunks and that little brat of yours obviously climbed in there and pushed the wrong button. Nothing surprising."

Goku blinked slowly. "Yeah. I guess you're right. And now they're sitting somewhere so far that we can't even feel their auras. Wow… they must be in another galaxy. I hope they're okay…"

"They're fine," Vegeta muttered, gnawing on the piece of meat.

"It's getting late," Makoto remarked, looking at her watch. "I have school tomorrow; I think I'll go and see if I have any extra pillows in the closet. I hope you guys won't mind sleeping on the couch."

"No biggie," Trunks shouted from the balcony. "Whoo, this house is tall! And you can see so far from here!"

"Don't fall down now, I'm really not interested in scratching you off the pavement," Mako said. "The bathroom is over there. Move it, will ya?"