#dbs x reader

Your eyes glaze over as the pleasure courses through every part of your body. Your hands tightly intertwine with his, your body trembling from his dick sliding in and out. Your eyes were glazed over and strained from the endless crying.

“Hm… feels oh so good, doesn’t it, honey?” He cooes ever so softly and kisses your neck, his tone emlting your heart even more.

You can’t form words, as every time you tried to, you’d sob. Your feet curl and toes clench every time he pushes into your cervix, and purposely pulls away from it. Your walls suck him in greedily, wanting more of his length and seed that melted into its form.

Your mouth’s slacked open, and he takes this chance to mess with your tongue. The muscles wiggle around and swirl into each other, arousing you two even more. His hips gently push into yours, rolling at a rhythm that makes you pull away from him and turn your head away.

“Don’t hide from me, sweetheart. You begged for this…” you feel a kiss on the corner of your lip. “Begged for my attention… wearing that sexy fucking dress, smiling at everyone… being so sweet and loving to everyone, but your man.” He growls lowly against your clavicle.

“Your man, who puts you through the fucking mattress every single night… your man who kisses the ground you walk on every second of your day…” his jaw clenches when he feels his balls twitch and stomach tighten.

“Your man who put a ring on this finger, and made him yours,” he whispers, pecking your lips.

He lets go of your hands to wrap your legs around his hips. “Your man who will put a beautiful, strong baby in this perfect, divine body if you keep teasing him and making those pretty noises.”

He slams his hips into you again, over and over; the sound of skin clapping harshly against each other and genital fluids gushing together circulate loudly within the room. The bed squeaks and thumps against the wall, slowly chipping the color he painted it little by little. Your shaky hands raise up and cup his face, and he leans back down kissing your lips passionately.

You hug each other tightly as he cums again for the umpteenth time, filling your stuffy cunt leak onto the bedsheet for Goddess knows how many times. Your mind’s foggy with thoughts and feelings of him, your legs twitch as your nerves jerk from the overwhelming pressure. He nearly crushes you with his body as his muscular arms wrap around you, holding you captive in his embrace. Your eyes roll back as sleep slowly consumes you, feeling his hands roam your body and grip your thick limbs with love and devotion.

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If you share his bottomless appetite and lack of social filter, Goku is the first one to drag you to a buffet. He loves having someone who does not scold him for eating too much or acting inappropriately at formal events (unlike Chi-Chi or Bulma). Instead, the two of you are usually found vibing in the background of Capsule Corp parties, completely ignoring the conversation in favor of inhaling mountains of food.

When it comes to training,he is SO excited. Most people in his life either tolerate his obsession with fighting or actively try to stop him, so having you constantly asking "Hey, want to spar?" is a dream come true. He doesn't hold back that much with you because he knows you share his thrill for battle. You understand his need to push past limits,and he respects yours.

However, your shared recklessness means that Piccolo or Vegeta often have to step in and yell at both of you when your sparring matches threaten to destroy the surrounding landscape. Goku just laughs it off, rubbing the back of his neck, and you probably do the same.

Vegeta

To be honest Vegeta is initially extremely irritated by you, primarily because you reflect the exact traits he tries to project: unyielding pride, a blunt tongue, and a refusal to back down from a challenge. When you walk into the room with that same haughty energy, his first instinct is to show you that no matter what you think,he is better than you

Your dynamic starts off entirely as a rivalry. If you make a blunt comment, he immediately fires one back. He respects your pride, but he will never admit it out loud. Instead, he shows his respect by treating you as a genuine equal in training. He pushes you to your absolute breaking point in the Gravity Room, and when you refuse to yield,just as he would,he feels a surge of begrudging admiration. You are one of the few people he actually listens to,simply because your bluntness cuts through the noise, and he appreciates someone who does not sugarcoat things.

As you spend more time together, that shared stubbornness turns into a unique bond:you both have a tendency to hide your softer emotions behind a wall of grumpiness (classic tsundere behavior lol) but when you do something genuinely kind or show vulnerability, he understands exactly how much effort it took for you to drop your guard, because he struggles with the exact same thing.

He will never be overly affectionate in public,but he will stand shoulder to shoulder with you,crossing his arms and smirking when you put someone else in their place. To Vegeta, having you around is somehow infuriating,challenging, and deeply comforting all at once.

Gohan

Gohan is incredibly relieved to meet you. Meeting someone who shares his academic passions and calm demeanor is a breath of fresh air for him, especially in a universe filled with space tyrants and monsters who try to conquer the planet every 3 months.

Your relationship is built on quiet and domestic comfort. He loves sitting in the same room with you, surrounded by stacks of books and research papers, just enjoying the comfortable silence. He finally has someone he can excitedly talk to about his academic findings without their eyes glazing over (like Goku's do). You understand his desire to live a normal life, and he appreciates that you never pressure him to train or fight when he doesn't want to.

However,in this case you also share his hidden depths. Gohan is notoriously terrifying when his loved ones are threatened, possessing a deep yet dormant power that surfaces when he is pushed too far. He recognizes that same protective instinct in you. If a threat arises and you drop your gentle demeanor to step up and fight,he is both amazed and slightly intimidated. It creates a deep mutual understanding between you two: you both prefer peace, but you are absolutely willing to throw hands if someone threatens the people you care about. Gohan feels entirely safe with you, knowing that you are the perfect balance of a brilliant mind and a protective heart.

Piccolo

The stoic and pragmatic namekian would initially observe you with an almost suspicious eye. It doesn't really matter which version of him you're thinking of,because he always remains the strategic mind of the Z-Fighters, often acting as a mentor and guardian,particularly to Gohan and Pan. When he encounters someone who perfectly mirrors his behavior he finds himself in an unfamiliar, yet not unwelcome, situation.

Your interactions with Piccolo would be characterized by efficient communication and unspoken understanding. There would be no need for frivolous small talk; you both appreciate directness and honesty. If you share his strategic mind, he might find himself consulting you on battle plans, valuing your objective insights.

He would also appreciate that you don't shy away from difficult truths, much like himself. And he might even find a strange comfort in your shared silence,because you both know that if you have nothing to say, it's more valuable to remain silent.

However, it's your shared protective instinct that would truly forge a bond. Piccolo's gruff exterior hides a profound loyalty to those he cares about. When he sees you display the same fierce resolve to defend others,especially the innocent,he recognizes a kind spirit in you. Since he's not the best at it he might not express it verbally, but his actions would show his respect and trust. He would implicitly rely on you in a crisis, knowing you would act decisively and selflessly. While he might never openly admit it,having someone as equally composed and reliable as you by his side would be a quiet reassurance in a chaotic universe.

Lord Beerus

Well...that's going to be a very particular match.

He is a being of immense power,characterized by unpredictable moods,an insatiable appetite,and a certain capriciousness that often comes out...Is it bad? Well, imagine having two.

When he encounters somebody who embodies his own traits, his reaction would be a mix of amusement, intrigue, and perhaps a touch of annoyance at having his own quirks reflected back at him. Initially,Beerus might find your similar temperament either entertaining or mildly irritating (it's probably gonna be the second one).

But with time,if you share his penchant for napping at inconvenient times or demanding the finest culinary delights,he might see you as a fellow connoisseur. He would certainly appreciate your discerning palate and might even begrudgingly share his favorite dishes with you, or at least tolerate your presence while he eats. Your shared capriciousness means that you both might switch moods on a dime,leading to unpredictable but never dull interactions.

However, it's your shared power and underlying sense of self-importance that would truly capture his attention. Beerus respects strength above all else. If you possess a similar aura of effortless power (don't ask me how) and a tendency to get your way, he would acknowledge you almost as an equal.

He might challenge you to petty contests, not necessarily of strength, but perhaps of who can find the best dessert or who can sleep longer.

While he would never admit to being fond of anyone,your presence would add an interesting dynamic to his otherwise routine existence of destroying planets and eating. He might even find himself subtly protecting you, not out of affection, but because you are a unique individual who strangely kinda of understands him.

Future Trunks

When he meets a reader who shares his core traits, he would feel an immediate, profound connection and a sense of understanding he rarely experiences

Your presence would be a source of quiet comfort and strength for him. He would appreciate your earnestness and your genuine desire to help,as it mirrors his own. If you share his resilience, he would see in you someone who understands the struggles of enduring hardship and fighting for a better future.

He would find solace in discussing his fears and hopes with you, knowing you would listen with the same empathy and seriousness he offers to others. You would be one of the few people who truly grasps the depth of his experiences without needing extensive explanations.

Romantically, this shared understanding would be crazy. He would be drawn to your inner strength and your compassionate heart,feeling safe and understood in your presence, a feeling that is rare for him. He would cherish your gentle nature, but also respect your unwavering resolve when faced with adversity. Your shared empathy would actually mean you both instinctively know how to support each other, perfectly offering quiet reassurance or a fierce defense when needed. He would never see you just as a companion, but as a fellow survivor and a beacon of hope, someone who truly understands the silent battles he fights every day and is actively involved in helping him fight them.

Android 17

Here we are talking about his DBS version,where he has evolved significantly from his villainous past. He is now characterized by his calm demeanor,fierce independence,and above all deep commitment to protecting nature:consequently, he values so much his freedom and the quiet life he has built as a park ranger.

Your interactions with Android 17 would be understated and respectful. He would appreciate your calm and collected nature,finding it a refreshing contrast to the often chaotic personalities around him. If you share his love for independence,he would respect your space and expect the same in return. There would be no need for grand gestures; in fact quiet companionship and mutual understanding would be the foundation of your bond. He might find himself enjoying your company on his patrols, appreciating your shared observations of nature.

His protectiveness, now extended to the wildlife and those who he considers family, would resonate with your own. If you demonstrate a similar dedication to a cause or to protecting those weaker than yourself, he would acknowledge it with a nod of approval. He's not one for effusive praise, but his actions would speak volumes. He might subtly ensure your safety, or offer practical assistance without being asked.

He would see you as someone who understands the importance of living life on your own terms, finding purpose in quiet dedication, and standing firm in your convictions. In you,Android 17 would find a rare individual who truly understands his unique perspective on life and his chosen path.

Broly

In his DBS version he is kind of a gentle giant at heart,shy and socially awkward,BUT very prone to emotional outbursts when pushed too far. His immense power is often a burden, and he actively struggles with controlling it. When he encounters a reader who mirrors these traits he would find an unspoken understanding,but at the same time he would get very confused.

Initially Broly would be drawn to your quiet presence,after all he’s not used to people who don’t demand things from him or try to exploit his strength. Your shared shyness would create a comfortable silence between you, a space where neither of you feels pressured to either perform or conform. He would observe you from a distance, perhaps offering small,hesitant gestures of kindness like sharing a piece of fruit or sitting near you during a quiet moment. He would really appreciate your gentle nature, as it reminds him of Cheelai and Lemo, the few people who have shown him genuine compassion.

However, it’s your shared latent power and emotional volatility that would truly connect you. Broly knows the terror of losing control,of having immense power surge through you driven by deep-seated emotions. When he witnesses your own power manifest, perhaps in a moment of intense stress or anger, he wouldn’t be afraid. Instead, he would feel a profound empathy. He would instinctively understand the struggle, the fear, and the raw emotion behind it. This shared experience would forge a unique bond, one built on mutual understanding and a silent promise to help each other navigate the complexities of their overwhelming emotions. He would become fiercely protective of you, seeing you as someone who truly understands his inner turmoil, and in turn, he would trust you implicitly with his own fragile peace.

Frieza

What can we say...he remains the epitome of aristocratic malice,cunning intelligence,and ruthless ambition. He is elegant, enjoys psychological torment, and views most beings as beneath him, existing only to serve his whims or be destroyed. (Here again,If that seems bad to you, imagine two of them.)

When he encounters a reader who possesses these same refined,manipulative,and power hungry traits, his reaction would be one of intrigued amusement, seeing a potential ally or a fascinating rival.

Frieza would initially be captivated by your similar demeanor. Your elegant posture,your sharp wit, and your ability to subtly manipulate situations would not go unnoticed. He would appreciate your refined tastes and your disdain for the crude and uncultured. Conversations with you would be a delightful game of chess,each of you testing the other’s intellect and resolve. He would also enjoy your sarcastic remarks and your ability to cut others down with a well placed word, mirroring his own verbal cruelty.

Your shared ambition and ruthlessness would be the foundation of a dangerous yet compelling relationship. Frieza respects power and those who are willing to do whatever it takes to achieve it. If you demonstrate a similar drive for dominance and a lack of moral compunction,he would see you as a kindred spirit. He might even offer you a position within his ranks,not out of genuine camaraderie, but because he recognizes your utility and the entertainment you provide.

He would enjoy watching you navigate political landscapes or crush opponents,finding a perverse satisfaction in your shared capacity for evil. While trust would always be a precarious concept with Frieza, he would afford you a unique level of respect, acknowledging you as one of the very few who truly understands the exquisite pleasure of absolute power and the art of its acquisition.

Goku Black

This man is defined by his extreme narcissism, his zealous belief in his own divine justice, and his appreciation for aesthetic perfection, particularly in his own power and form. He views mortals as a blight and himself as a god destined to purify the universe. When he encounters a reader who shares this profound sense of self-importance, a fervent belief in their own righteous cause, and an appreciation for elegance and power, he would see not just a reflection, but perhaps a worthy disciple or even a divine counterpart.

Black would be immediately drawn to your aura of superiority and your unwavering conviction. He would find your self-assuredness and your disdain for the mundane aspects of mortal existence to be refreshing. Conversations with him would quickly turn philosophical, revolving around concepts of justice,beauty,and the inherent flaws of mortal beings. He would appreciate your eloquent arguments and your ability to articulate a vision of a purified world, echoing his own grandiose ideals. He might even find your presence aesthetically pleasing,seeing a sorta of reflection of the divine beauty he believes he perfecty embodies.

Your shared zealotry and narcissistic tendencies would surely create an intense dynamic... Black would see in you someone who truly understands his divine mission and the necessity of his brutal actions. He would revel in your shared belief that you are both destined for greatness,perhaps even to reshape the cosmos.

He will train with you,not to make you stronger than him, but to refine your power and ensure it aligns with his vision of perfection. He would enjoy your admiration, but also respect your own self-admiration, seeing it as a sign of your divine nature.

If we're being honest, you're very unlikely to be a mortal in this, so you're better off being a kai or some sort of deity...after all he's looking for a reflection of his own godhood and a companion in his glorious crusade. (yeah you're basically taking zamasu's place😭)

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— He does not tolerate much pda. He has a reputation to uphold, and his sweet mate hanging off his arm paints a far less intimidating picture of the self-proclaimed emperor. Unfortunately, his tail doesn’t seem to get the memo, as it’s always draped over your lap or coiled around your wrist, waist, or ankle when you’re near.

— It takes time for Frieza to see you as a person instead of a possession, but you grow on him (like a tumor). He is unused to garnering a relationship that doesn’t revolve around fear and submission.

— Frieza is keen to remind you that you only live because he allows it, but you both know better. He does not keep people around for no reason, and his mass culling of lower-ranked peons is proof of that. 

— You’re at his side because he wants you there, even if he’ll never admit to that.

— Frieza does not miss people beyond their usefulness, as is in his nature. Not necessarily culturally or even genetically, as his bloodline are considered mutants among their kind. No, this behavior was taught and nurtured by King Cold. A peon was only ever as important as their role in making his life simpler, easily disposed and easily replaced.

— And then there was you. Soft, warm, and infuriatingly comforting. For a while, he couldn't place the fluttery, mildly nauseating feeling you encited in him. He had no concept of softness, all of which he dubbed "coddling." To be looked upon with admiration untempered by fear is deeply unsettling, and addicting.

— Your praise is given freely, without expectation or ulterior motive. It's in your best interest to gain his favor, as who can truly offer you more than the universe's exalted overlord? Unfortunately, your "primitive mammalian brain" disregards that fact, content instead with the raising of his browbone, or the colors his ivory complexion blooms.

— Frieza requires no fanfare from someone so insignificant, but he gets attached to your reckless flattery all the same. He is nothing but vain, after all, and you—poor thing—are always so painfully sincere. By all means, shower your emperor in the attention he deserves.

— That is to say, he'll grow to expect your constant praise for every little thing he does. Not that he cares for your opinion... that would be absurd.

— You are adored and righteously feared by the Frieza Force. Their leader is in a better mood when you’re around but if he hears of anyone treating you less than worshipful, they know they’ll be reduced to a crimson spatter for the servants to scrape off the walls.

— You’d think Frieza would be stiff or scoff at the idea of physical affection, but you have one very important advantage over his instinct to recoil: you’re warm-blooded. Which might seem insignificant to you, but to a cold-blooded ice-jin? irresistible. 

— He is drawn into your orbit by your body heat, subconsciously standing closer than he intends. When you lay down to rest for night cycle, he is inseparable from you. Anyone who interrupts this nightly ritual of aggressive cuddling will be obliterated on the spot, and I mean literally reduced to a pile of smoking soot in the doorway.

— You make trips back to his home planet every now and then, walking down the crystalline, frozen beaches and attending political balls to talk shit about everybody there.

— Frieza does not share. Once you are ‘mated,’ you are his just as he is only yours. Though his father had many concubines, he is a one-partner frost demon. He is easily made jealous, and doing so intentionally is a dangerous game for you and your conspirators. 

— He’ll gripe that your flowery words make him want to vomit, pretending to be annoyed when you say something profound, but if you squint you can see his face turning red.

— You know you’re locked in when he starts addressing you as his empress <3

— Reunions and get-togethers with the Z Fighters are like Jerry Springer episodes 😔 Please never bring your man to the function again.

Your stomach flips in all sorts of directions as you instinctively lean away from Vegito. When he approaches you, he stops the moment the tip of his boot hits your own.

"Is this the best you could do? I thought you'd be a lot better at this game." Vegito mocks, tilting his head to the side with amusement. There was no life or kindness in those eyes of his anymore.

There was a mutual agreement that he wouldn't bother you or your friends anymore. That was a promise he wouldn't fulfill anyways. You belong to him and there was no way he would let you go that easily.

Yet if he won, there was no telling what he'd do this time. You nearly gag from the wave of nausea threatening to come up from thinking of the idea of him using you and discarding you like nothing.

Almost as if you're just a toy for him to play with.

Everyone knew better to stay out his way, though some failed to get the message through. Take Yamcha for example, the poor guy just wanted to help you.

And here you were, staring at the saiyan that targeted you. It hadn't even been ten minutes when your spot was already discovered.

Vegito had no need to cheat; he was capable of finding you in places he'd known you'd be alone in. He's starting to suspect that you are doing this on purpose.

As if he could read your mind, Vegito shifts from one foot to the other. He'd let you go again and play along, just to play a similar game of cat and mouse.

As you scrambled to your feet, the sound of your heart pounding in your chest filling his ears in a rhythm. You were so gullible when you were in a tough situation.

Vegito counts down once he gives you a set time to hide for the fourth time. His eyes follow you when you disappear into the sky.

"You really make this easy." He speaks under his breath.

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"Found you."

Your face drains every inch of relief. The fusion is still hovering in the air before landing on the soil. Vegito glances around the plains, gazing at the beautiful scenery that was unable to shelter you from the upcoming danger.

"You really do pick the worst places to hide." He chuckles with a shake of his head. Vegito takes a step towards you, then another until his chest is touching you.

"Now, what to do with you." He rubs his chin with a gloved hand, looking through options. And the second he finds one, you feel as if your heart just stopped beating for a moment.

Until he returned with a ton of blankets and had you encased in them on your bed.

That was the beginning.

The next morning, you woke up to a practical breakfast buffet in bed.

"Uhh, Frieza? I don't think I'll be able to eat all this..."

"You're eating for two now. You can't allow yourself to starve!"

"Um...okay?"

He made sure you had the best bath oils

Didn't let you walk anywhere yourself

You can't forget the time you stubbed your toe

"Darling, are you alright?!"

"I just...stubbed it. I'm okay."

Or the time you stumbled over a misplaced slipper, about to catch yourself when suddenly you were in someone's arms with a gust of air.

"You should be more careful, dear. Guards! Where were you?!"

"To be fair, I barely tripped. They're fine."

"Well, what if you had fallen, and I wasn't here?"

He went off if any of his pawns irritated you.

Or if chefs severed any food that he read from some space article that was bad for children.

And randomly he would apologize to you.

"I don't want the baby to hurt you because we don't know how your body will handle it."

You were different races, but you didn't regret a thing.

One time, Kuriza was playing a little too close to you and Frieza went off.

"You need to be careful! You could hurt them!"

"He's okay. He was being gentle."

And things only got worse once he felt the baby kick for the first time.

In the moment, he smiled as he rested his head against your stomach. Gently poking back where he'd felt it

But after, he was protective with a whole new vigor.

It was getting so bad, Kuriza was getting protective, too

Like a distance circle made of some rod, keeping people at least a few feet from you.

The death toll definitely increased, from anyone so much as accidentally bumping into you.

Frieza would literally carry you everywhere you went together.

And you'd try to tell him, "I'm okay."

But you should know better.

When it comes to you?

Goku

Buddy was Goku and Chichi’s adopted daughter they found on the doorstep.

Younger than Gohan, but a bit older than Goten.

The incident happened during a class field trip.

The class was visiting some ruins.

Buddy had found an interesting looking rock and thought it would be a perfect gift for her mother.

Soon the ground began to shake as someone yelled out ‘Earthquake’!

Buddy was running with her class to safety when the ground beneath her opened and swallowed her whole.

Some of her friends tried to go back, but they were pulled back by the teacher as more debris fell and covered the hole where Buddy had fallen into.

The rescue people soon came to take a look at the hole themselves.

The hole was too deep and narrow.

A death trap.

No one, much less a little girl could have survived that.

Meanwhile in the Son Household… Goku was feeling a bit weird for the past hour. He thought it could be cravings, but he wasn’t that hungry. Chichi was making dinner when the phone rang. Chichi: “That’s probably Bulma. Goten is probably asking to sleep over again.” Goku laughs. Goku: “If it is, you can let him stay.” Chichi makes a bit of a face. Chichi: “Goku that is—Oh never mind, let me get the phone first.” Chichi answers the phone: “Hello—Mrs.—Please calm down, what is wrong… what…” Goku peaked over at the last word his wife said. It sounded too quiet. Chichi was trying to blink back tears. Chichi: “No! What do you mean she’s gone!? How!? She… An earthquake… it opened…” Goku notices Chichi shaking and rushes over. Goku: “Chichi, what’s going on?” Chichi mutters a bit more into the phone before hanging up. She looks up at her husband in desperation. Chichi: “Goku can you feel Buddy?! Can you feel her ki?!” Goku closed his eyes and tried to feel the familiar ki he had grown to love. He froze. He tried again. The dots begin to connect in a horrible way. Goku: “…I can’t…”

Goku felt his heart stop.

He tries to sense Buddy but comes to the horrible realization that he can’t.

The Saiyan tries to calm his wife by saying that he would go to the last place Buddy was and look for her.

As soon as Goku flew off, Chichi rang for Gohan, Piccolo, Vegeta and Krillin for help.

The news rapidly spreads through the Z fighter’s circle once they, too, realize that they can’t sense Buddy.

Some fighters join Goku to search the ruins and the hole, while others look in the surrounding areas.

Goten and Trunk’s overhear the conversation themselves and immediately go to help with the search.

Trunk’s and Goten are flying around a nearby forest. He notices his best friend is trying to stifle a sob easily. It isn’t hard to spot the giant tears lumping into his eyes and how shaky his flying is getting. Goten: “Trunks…” The purple haired boy looks over. Trunks: “Yeah?” Goten: “… Do you think Buddy is okay?” Trunks wasn’t going to say what he really thought. No way was he going to tell his best friend that his sister (and kinda his sister) might be dead. Trunks: “Buddy’s strong, she’s gotta be okay and hidden somewhere here.” Goten looks over and offers a watery smile. Goten: “Yeah… yeah she’s too strong to get taken out by some hole!” Trunks: “that’s the spirit! Now lets get back to searching!” Goten: “Right!” Meanwhile with Buddy… Buddy is looking at a big sign by the road. Buddy: “…How did I end up on the other side of the planet?”

Meanwhile…

The hole that Buddy had fallen into wasn’t an ordinary hole, it was one being dug by the Pilaf gang.

They were using a teleportation ray to move the rocks to some place on the planet instead of actually drilling.

Buddy just so happened to get blasted with a bunch of rocks as well.

The Pilaf Gang didn’t think too much and continued their search for the dragon balls.

Buddy ended up lying on a pile of rocks on the other side of the Earth.

Despite the scary situation, she found some solace in the special rock she still had.

Now it was time to figure out how to get back home.

She comes across a small martial arts tournament in a nearby village.

Buddy tries to move along but hears about how a small family needed the money to save their farm, but their father had broken his leg the day before.

Buddy goes over to the family. Buddy: “I can help you! I can fight in his place!” The family looks surprised. Wife: “You would really do that?” Son: “But there’s a lot of strong people fighting! How can you fight all of them!?” The Husband looks at her for a bit before sighing. Husband: “Thank you for offering your help.” Buddy just smiles and goes to put her name on the papers. Wife turns to her Husband. Wife: “She isn’t going to make it too far, my love.” Husband: “Give her a chance, my dear. I have a good feeling about this one. Who knows? Maybe she will make it to the rounds where the runner up gets some cash? It will at least be something.” 2 days of fights go by… Announcer: “And the winner is… Son Buddy!” The family is looking at her with shocked faces. Buddy waves them over. Buddy: “Told you I could help!”

The family offers to treat her for some food, she accepts.

After dinner she does ask if she could call her parents to come and get her.

The family has no problem with it.

She hadn’t called in 2 days and there was no telling how furious her mother was going to be.

Hopefully not too much, she was helping out a family from going broke and homeless.

It’s early in the morning over in the Son household. Each of them was coming to the fact that Buddy was gone. It was taking a heavy toll on all of them. They would have to wait another 6 months before asking Shenron to see if he could bring her back. There was no telling if this would count as natural causes. RING! RING! RING! Chichi rubs her eyes a bit before getting her phone. Goku stirs a bit on her side. Goku: “Mmhmm… what is it?” Chichi shushes him and answers. Chichi: “hello?” Buddy: “mama?” Chichi is now wide awake. Chichi: “Buddy!?” Goku is also now wide awake. Goku: “Did you say Buddy?!” Chichi: “Shush! Buddy! Buddy sweetheart is that you? Where are you?” Buddy: “Hi Mama! I’m a bit lost right now, but I know what city I’m in! Can Dad come get me?” She puts the phone on speaker as tears are starting to develop in her eyes. Goku: “Buddy?” Buddy: “Dad!” Goku: “Where are you? Tell me so I can come and get you? Are you hurt? Hungry?” Buddy: “I’m fine Dad! I’m at--” Chichi: “Wait! Buddy, can you call Bulma and tell her the town?” Buddy and Goku: “Why?” Chichi: “Bulma can give Goku the directions since he can’t feel your ki.” Buddy: “That’s weird, but okay! Love you!” Chichi and Goku: “Love you too.”

Chichi already sends Bulma a text so it wouldn’t catch her off guard.

It still does.

Bulma has a minor heart attack and smacks Vegeta in the face before getting right to work on locating the phone Buddy was using.

Vegeta was already set to go by the time Goku arrived for the coordinates.

Not because he cares, just to make sure that his rival makes it to the right place.

Both Saiyans eventually arrive an hour later.

Goku hesitantly knocks on the door as a woman opens it and asks if they were related to Buddy.

Buddy zooms over and calls out for her dad and uncle.

Goku immediately scoops her up and just holds her tight.

Vegeta and Goku thank the family and go back home.

What worries the men the most is that Buddy’s ki still isn’t there.

By the time that the three of them arrived back at Capsule Corp, most of the Z fighters had gone over to see if she was okay.

Buddy, Goku and Vegeta arrive at Capsule Corp via Instant Transmission. Buddy waves at everyone. Everyone: “Buddy!” Buddy touches the ground just as Goten, Trunks and Gohan race over to her and give her a giant hug. Goten is sobbing into her shirt. Goten: “Don’t ever do that again!” Trunks is trying to hide the stray tears. Trunks: “What he said!” Gohan: “You had us worried Buddy.” Buddy eventually gets out of the hug just to be rammed into her mother’s arms. Chichi: “My baby girl! Your home! Safe and Sound!” Buddy suddenly remembers the rock. Buddy: “Wait! Mama look at this rock I found!” She takes out the rock and gives it to Chichi. Suddenly Buddy’s ki returns as Chichi’s isn’t felt. Krillin: “Guess we solved the missing Ki thing.”

Bulma ends up taking the rock in to study its effects on ki.

Buddy is under house arrest for about a week or 2.

There is a bit more coddling in the house than usual.

Chichi makes Buddy’s favorite dishes for a full week and eases on her studies a bit.

Her brothers do not let her leave the house without them by her side.

Even Videl swung by to give her a hug and noogy for making her worry.

Goku is now determined to teach Buddy how to fly and shows a bit more physical affection.

Vegeta

Buddy was Vegeta and Bulma’s eldest daughter.

She was placed under the Brief’s care after a family friend had placed them under next of kin if something were to ever happen to them.

How did the incident happen?

Buddy was trying to help clean out her mother’s workplace when a couple of goofy looking space pirates knocked down the window and tried to steal the dragon balls.

She tried her best to defend herself and hide the dragon balls, but it was in vain.

The Buddy and the Dragon Balls got taken.

Her kidnapper placed a ki muffler anklet so no one could sense her ki.

The pirates were now flying towards their ship. They were flying a bit far from the coastal cliffsides. Buddy is kicking and screaming at her kidnappers. Buddy: “You have no idea who you just messed with! You guys are so screwed! You better kiss your butt’s goodbye when my dad comes and smokes you guys into oblivion!” Dumb Space Pirate: “Oh yeah?” Buddy slaps him in the face again. Buddy: “Yeah!” Dumb Space Pirate: “… You know what, you’re not worth it.” Buddy: “What do you mea-AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! SPLASH! Both pirates looked down at where he had dropped her. Nothing came out of the water’s surface. Dumb Space Pirate #2: “You sure that was the right thing to do? She was just a kid…” Dumb Space Pirate who will regret his decisions soon: “Nah, she was just a useless hostage. Nothing can come from that.” They leave just as Buddy managed to tread the water a bit.

Buddy is thanking all her lucky stars for finally getting to do some of those swimming lessons.

She isn’t good, but its good enough for her to float/doggy paddle all the way to a well-hidden niche by a cliffside and rest there for a bit.

Maybe even nap too.

Meanwhile with Bulma…

Bulma gets an alert that the lab had gotten raided and panics a bit seeing that Buddy had tried to fight the pirates off and had gotten kidnapped.

She calls Vegeta immediately and updates him on what happened.

Vegeta was training with Goku and the boys when the call happened.

He suppresses his worry and figures to follow her ki would be simple enough.

His heart freezes when he realizes he can’t feel it.

The others try as well, and it slowly dawns on them that they can’t feel her either.

That’s enough fuel to make them all fly out with the dragon radar.

They eventually find the spaceship and the pirates trying to use the balls.

Trunks and Goten: “HEY!” The space pirates look up to see the Saiyans. One of the pirates recognizes Vegeta and goes pale. Trunks: “Where’s my sister!?” Goten: “And give us the Dragon balls!” Gohan: “If you do that now, you might have a chance of surviving.” Vegeta: “I’d advise you listen to the boys.” Space Pirate #2: “You’re—You’re Vegeta!” The other space pirate has no idea who Vegeta is. Vegeta sneers at them. Vegeta: “If you know who I am, then I suggest you hurry in giving us the Dragon balls and the girl.” Space Pirate who has a death wish: “Please that sack of useless flesh is yours?” Goku narrows his eyes at the comment. Vegeta: “That girl is my daughter—” Space Pirate who indeed has a death wish: “Please! With that measly power level? Come from you? I couldn’t even give her back if I wanted to.” Heavy silence. Space Pirate #2: “Please stop talking!” Goku: “What. Did. You. Do.” Vegeta: “ANSWER HIM!” Space Pirate who is oblivious of the danger he is in: “I dropped that screaming thing in the ocean about an hour ago. Good luck finding the body! That thing sank like a rock!”

All the Saiyans freeze.

Buddy couldn’t swim.

And he just dropped her…

An hour ago…

Vegeta and Goku quickly take care of the pirates.

Gohan quickly instructs Goten and Trunks to get the Dragon balls to a safe location.

Trunks wanted to stay but Goten managed to convince him that they would join the search party as soon as they got the balls to safety.

The pirates get captured by Jaco as he arrives with Bulma.

The mother pales too much when the pirate mentions dropping Buddy in the ocean.

She manages to punch the guy in the face so hard he falls unconscious before going back on her flying car and joining the search.

Vegeta and Goku are looking around the entire place.

There are several deep dives being made as well.

But each one ends up with a gasping Saiyan and no Buddy to be found.

Trunks is panic starts creeping up with every minute that goes by.

She couldn’t be…dead…

She couldn’t!

About an hour later, Buddy wakes up from her nap and decides to try and make it to shore by floating there. She was good enough for floating. Buddy gently kicks her feet in the direction to the shore, stopping ever now and then to rest. It is tiring her out, but she is making progress. Buddy: “Salt water… too much salt water here… Gah! It got in my eyes again!” She then starts hearing someone call her name. Buddy: “Huh?” Vegeta: “Buddy?! Buddy where are you!?” Goku: “Buddy! Buddy!” She looks upward and spots a distressed and panicked Vegeta. A look Buddy had never seen him. Buddy tries to tread the water for a bit and waves her arms up. Buddy: “Dad! Da—gasp—ad! DAD!” Buddy’s head kept on bobbing in and out of the water. The noise is enough to catch Vegeta’s attention. The small figure in the water below, bobbing up and down. Vegeta: “BUDDY!” Buddy had never seen Vegeta move so fast, wasting no time in getting her out of the water and flying up. Buddy coughs a bit of the water as she feels a gloved hand and another hand wiping her face and patting her hair. Buddy opens her eyes and sees the worried looks of her father and Uncle Goku. She manages to crack a smile. Buddy: “Guess those secret swimming lessons paid off, huh?”

Vegeta tries to scold her… but its clear that there is no bite in it at all, there was even a voice crack with emotions.

Goku does laugh a bit at her joke and pats her wet head, just glad his niece was okay.

They eventually meet up with everyone back at the shore.

Trunks and Goten barrel into her.

Gohan gives her a hug of his own, minding for any injuries.

Bulma nearly cracks several of her ribs.

Trunks is Buddy’s shadow for weeks.

Vegeta is trying to teach buddy how to better defend herself and how to fly.

There is also a special interest in teaching her how to swim.