Title: Birth Of An Empire
Authors: Sazz (FLIFF!)/ Liona Skycat (CHEESE!)/ HN (ANARCHY!)/ Kitana
(MACARONI!)
Disclaimer: DBZ not ours, the original characters that eventually pop
up do. Soundproof carwash lyrics and Name copyrighted to Iron Ferret.
Summary: Why you DON'T hit someone with amnesia round the head.
Warnings: Eventually, language, yaoi, smut (You know that's why
you're here...)


      "Think you'll be able to make the reunion, Gohan?"

      Goku blinked, urging his mind to wake up as his wife's voice
broke through his unconsciousness. Reunion…Gohan…back pain…fuck…

      Muttering slightly to himself, he focused on his
surroundings, noting with a large amount of distaste that he was
still in the house, in the city, with his wife. Letting loose a few
more cuss words in his mind, Goku closed his eyes again, shifting
uncomfortably on the settee.

      `Fucking back…fucking couch…'

      Grumbling irritably, Goku reflected on the past week. Why the
hell wouldn't Vegeta claim him?! Spending every available opportunity
together, the beach, going to see a movie…

      Goku's lip quirked as he remembered the after effects of
seeing a particularly bloody movie. The two Saiya-jins had stumbled
out of the cinema, down an alley and round the back where he had
spent the next 10 minutes pinned up against a wall with a hot Saiya-
jin Prince between his legs…

      Mind lingering for a moment, he moved on to his most recent
memory with Vegeta. Kitten Bombing. Finding smallish buildings,
Vegeta stayed on the street leaning against the wall, ready to catch,
while Goku had settled himself on the roof with Carrot. Waiting for
innocent pedestrians, Goku then dropped the demonic kitten onto the
heads of the unsuspecting passers-by, rolling around laughing at the
screams and shouts that reached his ears.

      Seconds later, Vegeta would appear on the roof, holding a
purring kitten in his arms as he stifled his own laughter. Minutes
later, when all fuss had died down, they did the same thing again,
Vegeta pretending to be shocked and removing Carrot from the various
hairstyles and scalps of the victims each time.

      Drifting back a little more, Goku hid his face in the couch
and let a large grin take over as memories of Vegeta showing him ALL
the uses of a tail washed through his mind …

      Getting up abruptly, he rushed off towards the bathroom,
leaving Chichi watching from the doorway behind him. After having
ordered Goku to stay home for a while instead of disappearing off for
the day, she was beginning to notice other changes in her husband's
behaviour.

      His constant pacing had been the first one, abrupt movements
like she'd just seen had been another, Goku getting up and
disappearing to the bathroom, only to return a few minutes later
looking dazed or flushed. His personality seemed to have undergone a
massive change too. The calm, gentle and obedient Goku had
disappeared and was now replaced with an irritable, snide and at
times cocky, man. His energy seemed to have disappeared too, probably
the result of being cooped up in the house with nothing to do.

      Staring at the book that was now in front of her, she barely
glanced up when Goku returned, seating himself back down on the
couch, Goten launching himself into his fathers arms a few seconds
later. Watching Goku cuddle Goten against his chest as he gazed out
of the window, she relaxed slightly, glad that the change hadn't been
turned towards her youngest son.

      Waiting for Chichi to get her bag from the bedroom, Goku held
Goten in one arm as he stared at the ceiling in anticipation for the
night to begin. For one he would be out of this godforsaken house,
and two his friends would be there. Krillen, Tien, Yamcha, Vegeta…

      Tail fluffing up slightly; he rocked on the spot a little as
he mentally urged Chichi to get a move on. Moment's later, the dark
haired woman rushed along the hallway and into the living room,
clutching her bag in one hand, eventually placing her other hand on
Goku's shoulder.

      Seconds later, they arrived in Roshi's house, food set out on
the table and in the kitchen in preparation of the appetites of the
up and coming guests.

      "Hey, Goku! Hey Chichi, looking lovely today as always…"
     
      Looking around, Goku's eyes fixed on Roshi, a small, amused
smile on his face. Still no change here, then.

      Roshi paused a few feet away, head tilting slightly as he
studied the swishing tail protruding from Goku's backside.

      "I didn't know you had your tail back, Goku! When did that
happen?"

      "Aah, Chichi whacked me upside the head, when I woke up it
was back…happened last week sometime…" Goku replied, smiling in an
effort to end the conversation there.

      Roshi watched him for a few moments, a familiar thoughtful
look passing over his face before he decided to let it go.

      "Goku!" Tien appeared in the doorway with a wave. "Long time
no see! Hello, Chichi!"

      Goku smiled.

      "Hey! REALLY long time no see! Where have you been?" Goku
asked, moving nearer to the table in preparation of food. In the
absence of Vegeta, food would always be welcomed

      "GOKU!"

      Turning round and looking down, his eyes met with Krillen's.

      "Hey, Krillen!" Goku let the smaller man hug him for a moment
before stepping back with a grin.

      Nodding at 18, she gave a small nod in return as she took
Marron upstairs for a bath, the blond child protesting loudly before
dissolving into giggles.
     
"Goku?" A voice came from the kitchen. Goku's head spun round as
Yamcha strolled into the main room, drying his hands against his gi.

"Yamcha…haven't seen you for a long time either…"

"Yeah, been busy getting myself settled back down again after all
that stuff with Buu..." Yamcha replied, averting his eyes and trying
not to blush.

Goku noted the expression, wondering what was bothering his friend.

"Sit down, Yamcha! Might as well start enjoying ourselves now…"

Face flushing redder, Yamcha stiffly sat himself down next to Goku,
making sure to keep a small bit of distance between them. Chichi soon
followed, making conversation with the rest of the group, Oolong
appearing soon after and helping himself to the food on the table.

Questions flew back and forth as everyone enquired into the other's
lives, children, family, work, training and so forth.

Meanwhile, Goku tried to get Yamcha to talk to him, the one-word
answers frustrating him no end. Shuffling a little closer in pretence
of getting some food sitting at the edge of the table, he cast a
quick glance at his other friends who were deep in conversation.
Leaning over, he let his hand brush against Yamcha's arm while his
tail bushed itself out and traced a line down the human fighter's
spine, the tip brushing over his butt before pulling away again.

Jolting upright, Yamcha's eyes widened, heart stopping for a second
as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. Casting his wide-
eyed look to Goku, he stared helplessly until the Saiya-jin took pity
on him.

"Sorry, has a mind of it's own…" Pulling a plate of food back with
him, Goku stared at it moodily as he ate, the end of his tail
twitching in annoyance.

Mind sparking, he turned back to Yamcha, who seemed to have calmed
down a little now that the furry appendage was staying away.

"So, Yamcha, have you bee training recently? Your power level has
grown…"

"Yeah, was starting to get a bit restless just dating and that so…"
Yamcha paused as Goku began sucking on his straw, tongue darting out
to catch a stray drop of liquid as it escaped his mouth.

      Goku raised his eyebrows, waiting for Yamcha to continue;
seemingly unaware of what he was doing as he took the straw a little
further into his mouth before pulling away again.

      "Yamcha?"

      The human stared for a few more moments.

      "Oh, nothing, but anyway. I trained pretty hard, have gotten
a lot stronger!" Yamcha declared, lifting his drink to his mouth to
cool himself down.

      "So, you think you could take me…?"

      Yamcha spat his drink all over the table, choking as he tried
to cough up the remainder of the liquid that had disappeared down his
windpipe.

      Goku's eyes widened at the display, hand automatically
patting him on the back as everyone else looked on in confusion. Lips
pursing, as he tied not to laugh, he let his mind play on the images
that had probably crossed through Yamcha's brain too.

      A minute or two later, Yamcha had recovered enough to inform
the table of people that some of his drink had gone down the wrong
way. Promptly starting a conversation with Chichi and Tien, Goku was
once again left to stare moodily at the food on his plate.

      Reaching for some more food, Goku glanced around the table,
noting the lack of meat, the main foods consisting of snack food and
various fruits, vegetables and rice…

      Pouting slightly, his eyes landed on Oolong. A dark, feral
look crossed his face.

      The shape shifter blinked and looked over to Goku, seeming to
sense his gaze. Eyes widening in fear as he caught the look, Oolong
froze in place. Goku shifted slightly, getting his legs under him,
thigh muscles tensing…

      "Hey everyone!"

      Goku started, tipping backwards onto his butt as Bulma's
voice rang through the air, the loud shouts of Trunks and Goten
following seconds later. Looking up to the doorway, his eyes met with
Vegeta's, a strange expression written on the Ouji's face for a few
moments before it was wiped away.

      The new arrivals settled themselves at the table. Vegeta
promptly sat himself opposite Goku, placing a rucksack on the floor
under the table. Bulma took a seat next to him as the two youngest
demi saiya-jin ran around the room. Conversation grew with the
addition of another woman into the group, discussion ranging from
fighting to the latest happenings in the world.

      So absorbed were they in the conversation, no one noticed the
half lidded looks that Vegeta and Goku were sharing. Goku's straw
sucking trick being put to full use, while Vegeta watched from the
corner of his eye.

      Frowning slightly, the Ouji watched as Goku's glances
switched back and forth between himself and Yamcha. The flirting
seemed directed at both of them, though the human appeared to be
doing his best not to notice.

      Mentally growling, he turned his gaze more directly onto
Goku, absently rubbing his fingers up and down his cup. Smirking when
he had the other Saiya-jin's full attention, he paused, letting Goku
carry on with his little "show".

      An hour or so later, while Goku performed some subtle yet
obscene acts on a banana, Vegeta finally decided that enough was
enough. Opening his mouth to speak, Goku beat him to it.

      "Hey, Vegeta? Wanna spar?"

      Yamcha coughed a mouthful of food back onto his plate,
gasping for breath as several pairs of wide eyes turned towards him.
Once again, Goku patted him on the back.

      "You need to watch how you eat things, Yamcha. That can't be
healthy…"

      The two Saiya-jins turned to leave the room, Vegeta slinging
his bag over one shoulder. Chichi didn't bother to try and persuade
her husband not to go, if the past week had been anything to go by,
it would only end in a shouting match.

      As they reached the doorway, Roshi spoke.

      "Where did Oolong go…?"

      A loud belch sounded from Goku, and an equally loud laugh
burst from Vegeta shortly after as they headed outside and took off
into the air.

      Chichi sighed, watching the orange gi disappear into the now
darkening sky.

      "You alright, Chichi?" Bulma asked. "Usually you'd be telling
Goku to get his butt back in here, especially as he's your transport
here…"

      "I've given up on trying to get him to do ANYTHING, lately.
He's been behaving so weird, it's…scary, to say the least…"

      "Weird? What do you mean weird?" Bulma asked, making sure
Goten and Trunks were still running laps around the island as they
chased each other.

      "It's like…he's changed…become someone else. He's the
complete opposite of what he used to be…"

      "Well, Vegeta has been acting a little off lately too, and we
have a new kitten in the house. It belongs to him and is
named "Carrot". That little animal is horrible…"

      "Goku DID seem a little quiet tonight, I mean he usually
talks quite a lot. He looked kinda moody too…" Tien added.

      "I say it's Vegeta's influence that's done it. He's always
trying to get Goku to be "more saiya-jin". Now he's done something to
make Goku start doing that!" Chichi said, voice rising.

      "Don't just blame Vegeta for this, Chichi! Something else
must have caused it a well. All these years Goku has remained
essentially the same person with Vegeta around! And Piccolo as well.
It's not something you can blame on another person!"

      "Uh…guys?" Yamcha started.

      Everyone turned to look at him.

      "Well…" He coughed. "A friend of mine told me about this
club, it's like a dance club, but there's a bit for lap dancing, and
then other places where couples can go if they feel the need to…you
know."

      "What's that got to do with anything?" Chichi asked, arching
an eyebrow.

      "Well, I got convinced to go to the lap dancing part, so I
did. And after a while I looked around, and at one of the other
tables…"

      "Yeeaaah?" Bulma said trying to get a now red faced Yamcha to
hurry up and finish.

      "Well, there was Goku…and Vegeta…"

      "WHAT?! Goku and Vegeta hired a lap dancer?!" chichi
shrieked, making everyone in the room wince.

      "Not quite…"

      "Not quite…? Yamcha…?"

      "Well, Vegeta was sat in the chair, it was Goku who was doing
the lap dancing…in this really…revealing outfit…"

      The room went silent, the only noise to be heard came from
Goten and Trunks as they raced around outside.

      "You're joking, right Yamcha..? I mean, Goku dancing is hard
to imagine, I don't think he'd even know how to lap dance…" Krillen
interrupted, eyes boggling as his mind tried to slip into denial.

      "I wish I was joking, but he was there, and he obviously had
a clue what he was doing…Not even going to mention what he started
doing before they left…"
     
      "What?" Bulma asked, the pull of curiosity too strong to
resist.

      "Well he laid himself out on the table and started...eh…"
Face glowing, Yamcha made a few hasty movements with his hand above
his groin, hoping it would get the point across.

      Chichi, didn't reply, only turned her gaze to the remnants of
her meal while she tried to process. Remembering that night when Goku
had turned up in those clothes…

      Covering her mouth, she recalled what he'd said… `Good news,
Chichi. I found a job!'

      "Oh Dende…I remember that! Goku turned up on our doorstep
asking for Vegeta in those clothes! I remember being really shocked,
but Vegeta was as well, he even dropped his drink…it can't have been
him doing this to Goku, not if he was so shocked…"

      "Chichi?" Roshi's voice broke through the musings.

      Chichi turned to him, not saying a word.

      "Goku grew his tail back last week, am I right?"

      She nodded.

      "You hit him with the frying pan, if I remember correctly.
Did anything else happen, other than his tail re-growing?"

      "He was out cold for a few minutes, when he fell down he was
clutching his head. Then when he woke up, he yelled something at me
in another language…"

      Roshi paused thinking this over.

      "And that same day, he disappears, finds those clothes and
goes looking for Vegeta? Bulma, did anything else happen at your
place?"

      "He said something in another language there as well, Vegeta
was still kinda shocked and replied to him…"

      "Sounds like you managed to reverse his amnesia, Chichi…and
it brought all his instincts back with it…"

      "But why would he seek out VEGETA? Even if his instincts have
come back, those two have been rivals forever and a day!" Chichi
managed, suppressing her voice as well as she could.

      "I don't have an answer for that, Chichi. Bulma?" Roshi
replied, looking over to the blue haired woman.

      "A guess, Vegeta's scent probably smells more attractive to
him. No offence Chichi, but Vegeta is the only other person here who
is a full-blooded saiya-jin. Not only that but he was bred to be the
BEST, Goku's new instincts could well be reacting to Vegeta's scent,
his ki signature…"

      "So we're not dealing with Goku anymore…" Krillen
stated. "We're dealing with Kakarrot."



TBC...

The next chapter: The proverbial shit hits the fan!

Sara
xxx