Many thanks to Natz for all of her help in this fic so
far.

The Amnesia Saga
Part Five
By Maria Cline

It was morning as the lights blinked on. "Morning." Chi Chi muttered as she stretched. She was a day person, every day, she would wake up at the crack of dawn. Slowly, she put on her robe and made her way to the kitchen. Suddenly, she heard the familiar sounds of chomping and eating. "Okay, wait until..." She stopped when she saw not Goten or Trunks but Vegita sitting there eating. "Vegita."

Vegita gulped down his food and wiped his mouth. "What is it, woman?"

"My name is Chi Chi and you should’ve wait until breakfast." Chi Chi said as she looked around. "Say... Vegita... do you love Bulma?"

Vegita glanced up at her with his cheeks full. He had that insulted look on his face. He swallowed and replied, "Of course I do! There is no denying it!"

Chi Chi smiled as she folded her hands under her chin. "I got a proposition for you. I want Goku back. You want Bulma back. Right?"

"Of course! What are you proposing? An alliance" Vegita asked as he leaned forward casually.

"You can call it like that." Chi Chi replied as she tilted her head. "Yes, an alliance. If we work together, we can get our mates back."

"I don’t know. I prefer to win Bulma back on my own."

Chi Chi sighed. "Oh very well. I guess I can win Goku back by myself since Bulma isn’t right for a Saiyan."

"What?!" Vegita yelled as he slammed his fists. "Are you saying that she’s not good enough for me?"
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"That is what you imply." Chi Chi replied as she grinned.

"That’s false! I want Bulma back from that Third class fighter!"

"Then work with me." Chi Chi insisted, "We both know that they formed a bond and that even with the Dragon Balls, we’re not sure if they can love us again."

"I see." Vegita muttered. He glanced at Chi Chi and thought about the theory about the Firsts. The woman did look Saiyan except for the lack of tail and the flat hair. "Very well. We will work together for this. We mustn’t let anyone know about this."

"And why not?" Chi Chi asked curiously.

"Kakarot and Bulma might learn about this."

"Ah."

Meanwhile, Piccolo’s eyes opened. Most people think that when one is in a meditation state, the person often withdraws within him/herself. Piccolo was different. When he meditates, he often extends his Ki and hearing to the point that he knows what is going on in the world. In a tiny spaceship, no secret is safe. He sighed as he contemplated a Vegita/Chi Chi alliance. They are both very stubborn and very strong in their own ways. **Looks like there’ll be a war soon.** He thought as he kept on meditating.

*****

The group woke up and went to Breakfast. Chi Chi made the food and laid it out on the table. "This smells good." Tomata commented as she sat down.

"We’ll be landing in a couple of hours." Gohan said, "We better get ready."

"Great!" Goku said, "I can’t wait to see Earth."

"Me too." Bulma said, "Trunks told me about my house."

As usual, the group ate like before. Goku and the other Saiyans were wolfing down their food with the humans eating at a slower pace.

After the food, the group gathered to get dressed. Gohan went to a closet followed by Goku. "Here’s your clothes, Dad." He said as he opened the door. Goku looked in and fell over. In the closet was over twenty sets of the same outfit. The exact same outfit he arrived in so many months ago.

"Whoa! I must’ve really liked that outfit." Goku observed as he took out a pair and glanced at Gohan again. "Do you mind?"

"Huh?" Gohan asked with a confused look that mirrors his father’s.

Goku looked at his clothes and then at Gohan again. "You know. Give me some privacy."

"Oh!" Gohan nodded and laughed. "Sorry, it’s just that... I didn’t expect you to be so... modest. Especially around your own son."

'I’ve always been modest." Goku protested, "Well... for the past six months anyway. Was I different?"

"Definitely! I can remember you not being ashamed to get naked in front of me, Goten, and Trunks."

"Trunks?"

"Yeah," Gohan laughed, "I remember how you and Gotenks were both naked and were running around each other."

Goku paled at the image of him and Gotenks naked. "I... never thought I would do anything like that. That’s just... sick."

"You didn’t think so at the time." Gohan said as he gazed out.

Goku looked down at his outfit and then at his son. "Gohan?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell me the truth, was I stupid?"

"Stupid?" Gohan repeated.

"Yeah, I’ve been told that I did many things that... well... wasn’t too bright and that I suffered brain damage when I was a baby. Was I stupid?"

Gohan’s eyes widened as he tilted his head. Then, he shook his head. "No. You were never stupid. The things you did wasn’t always logical to the normal human but... there were times when you would create brilliant strategic battle plans for defeating an enemy. No, you’re not stupid. A little slow in some aspects of life but not stupid."

"Thank, Gohan." Goku said as he smiled then he looked at the outfit in his arms again. "Oh, I got another question."

Gohan nodded. "Go ahead."

Goku lifted the outer vest of the orange outfit. "What do these symbols mean? I’ve been wondering that ever since I came to Lotcamel."

"Oh..." Gohan picked up the vest and showed the back. "This is King Kai’s symbol. You gained this after you trained under him." Then, he showed the small front symbol, "And this is Master Roshi’s symbol. It means turtle."

"Wow." Goku muttered as he glanced at his outfit again. "Ummm... I know this will sound cruel but can I wear something else? A different outfit?"

"Why?' Gohan asked surprised. He couldn’t remember his father wearing anything different, except for a couple of other outfits so many years ago."

"Because... I’m not really the same guy I was before." Goku said with an upmost serious face. "I just want to show that I don’t feel like the man you expect me to be especially with... well... your mother."

Gohan sighed as he closed his eyes. His father had changed in a way. True, he was still happy and nice but he showed more of a serious side to him. He was more afraid of Chi Chi and Vegita than needed. He was also more cautious and defensive, especially around Tomata. Maybe it was the war that he fought all those months. From what he can understand, Goku never fought anything like the Tormans. The other times, Goku would train very hard for an enemy and defeat him in a few short battles. Goku was never forced to battle the same foes over and over again, being worn down like he did.

Tomata didn’t seem to love Goku like Chi Chi does but rather like a fellow warrior. A sister that he never had. They shared a bond of friendship and of need. Goku is the same but different.

"Sure." Gohan replied, "But, the other clothes are back home. You can change there."

"Thanks." Goku said as he looked at his clothes again. "Ummm... Gohan...?"

"Right. I’ll be getting dressed myself." Gohan said as he walked away thinking, **Why was Dad blushing like that?**

*****

Goku, Bulma, and Tomata gathered at the front. Tomata was dressed in her Fruan armor. Bulma was dressed in a pair of shorts, a tight shirt with the CC logo on it and a pair of sneakers. "Here’s Earth." Gohan said as he clicked on the monitor.

"Wow." Goku muttered as he stared at the blue and white orb. The clouds swirled slowly in a soothing way. He could feel the planet’s power reaching out to him. "It’s so beautiful."

Bulma nodded at the comment. The planet did look beautiful. Tomata held her breath. It didn’t look a thing like Planet Vegita. Planet Vegita was red and hostile looking. It was deadly for any non-warrior to live in. "It looks smaller than Planet Vegita." She observed.

"It is smaller." Vegita replied, "Planet Vegita had ten times the Earth’s gravity."

"I see."

*****

Things were busy at the Capsule Corps as everyone were getting everything ready. Ever since Gohan had contacted Dr. Briefs and told him that they will be back in a day, he brought together as many people as possible. Kurin told Dr. Briefs that it would be best to keep the welcoming party to a minimum. So, he brought together Ox-King, Kurin, Tien, Choutsu, Lunch, and a couple of others.

"They’re landing!" Dr. Briefs announced. At once, every person ran out to greet the ship.

The ship landed as the crowd watched. The door slowly opened. One-by-one the warriors came out. Dr. Briefs glanced at the expressions of despair and confusion on their faces and came to one startling conclusion. **I knew they needed that karaoke machine.**

The last one to come out was a tall woman in leather like armor. She had a distinct ‘X’ on her face. Goku and Bulma gazed out at the crowd.

"Uhhh... hello?" Goku said as he glanced around.

"Bulma!" Mrs. Briefs greeted with her tray in hand. "How was your trip?"

At that moment, everyone face faulted. Bulma got up and stared at the older woman. She had a perky feeling around her. Immediately, she glanced at Trunks with a worried look.

"This is Grandma." Trunks introduced, "Everyone calls her Mrs. Briefs."

"You... You’re my mother?" Bulma asked wide-eyed. The woman before looked nothing like herself. The tray-carrying woman had blond hair and squinty eyes as opposed to Bulma’s blue hair and wide eyes.

"Oh, Bulma! You look so thin! Why didn’t you eat right? Oh, I bet you bought lots of souvenirs!" Mrs. Briefs gushed.

"Uhhh..." Bulma opened her mouth to try to speak. Her mother sounded like a complete idiot.

"Mrs. Briefs." Gohan interrupted, "Bulma has amnesia. She was stranded on a distant planet with Goku."

"Oh! Right!" Mrs. Briefs said, "Want something to drink?"

"That can wait." Krillian said as he led Goku and Bulma to the crowd. "These are our friends."

Goku smiled nervously as Bulma nodded. Tomata remained at the back. "Hi!" Goku said as he looked at the group. They were very diverse and odd looking.

"Welcome back, Goku." A tall man with three eyes said as he smiled.

"This is Tien and Choutsu." Yamcha introduced.

"Right!" Goku said as he smiled again.

"Ah Goku! Bulma!" Dr. Briefs said as he came forward, "I’m Bulma’s father, Dr. Briefs."

Bulma glanced at the man. He had lavender hair, identical to Trunks’ with wide eyes. He didn’t look like her as well. "Hi." Bulma said.

Mrs. Briefs looked at the weary fighters and saw a new face. "And who’s this?" She asked as she went to the young woman. She was tall with long sticking out hair and a very distinguished tattoo on her face.

"This is Tomata." Goku introduced, "She’s a Saiyan."

"Former Saiyan." Vegita corrected.

"Whatever." Goku said as he put an arm around Tomata’s shoulders.

"Oh! How cute!" Mrs. Briefs said as she smiled at the woman, "I never met a female Saiyan before! They are always males!"

"Ummm... I’m the last one." Tomata said as she stared at the blond. **She seems so ditzy.**

"Oh. Are you Goku’s new girlfriend?" Mrs. Briefs asked cheerfully as everyone fell over.

"No!" Bulma screamed, "Tomata is like a sister! I’m Goku’s girlfriend!"

At once, everyone fell over again except for Dr. Briefs and his wife.

"Oh." Mrs. Briefs glanced at Goku who gulped. "I always thought you two would make a wonderful couple!"

Bulma’s eyes bulged. "Wait a second! You mean that you are for Goku and me?!" At that moment, she could figure out that she was probably adopted.

"Of course. You two have a thing for each other." Mrs. Briefs said as hearts appeared around her.

"But... Vegita is my daddy!" Trunks yelled out.

"I know. Then Goku and Vegita can live together here!"

"Mrs. Briefs?" Krillian said as he glanced at the woman who’s unwittingly in danger. "Maybe, we can talk about that later."

"Okay. I’ll go and make some snacks!" Mrs. Briefs said as she went to the kitchen. Dr. Briefs also left.

"No!" Chi Chi screamed at Krillian, "We’ll talk about this right now. Goku is living with me." She grabbed Goku’s arm for effect.

"Wait a second. Why should Goku live with you?" Bulma asked, "He’s living here until we get our memories back." She grabbed Goku’s other arm.

"He’s family!" Chi Chi argued as she tugged at Goku’s arm. "Goku should be with his own family!"

"But, he doesn’t even know you!" Bulma growled as she tugged at Goku’s other arm.

"Ummm..." Goku muttered as he was being pulled at both sides. While he was the strongest man in the world and the two women are very weak compared to him, he couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable. "Can you let go of me?"

"Why should he stay with you?" Bulma asked ignoring Goku, "He’s scared of you!"

"He’s my husband!" Chi Chi screamed, "Husbands are supposed to be scared to death of their wives!"

A dark cloud appeared over Bulma’s head. "That’s not marriage! That sounds more like a prison!" Bulma screamed as she let go of Goku’s arm and grabbed Chi Chi’s dress.

"Get your hands off of me!" Chi Chi ordered as she pulled out a gun and blasted at Bulma. Bulma dodged and darted the bullets and smiled.

"You don’t think that I haven’t done my fair share of training?"

"Go, Mommy!" Goten cheered.

"Hey!" Trunks glared, "How can you cheer your Mom to kill my Mommy!"

"Because your Mommy is trying to get my Daddy!" Goten screamed as he turned Super Saiyan.

The two boys glared at each other and started grappling each other. Gohan turned Mystic and tried to separate the two boys.

"Guys!" Goku yelled out as Chi Chi tossed Bulma to the side.

Chi Chi screamed, "You are not good enough for my Goku!"

"WHAT?!" Vegita boomed as he went Super Saiyan, "Bulma is far better than Kakarot deserves!"

Vegita attacked Chi Chi in pure rage. Gohan looked at the charging Saiyan and blocked off the attacks.

Goku’s eyes widened as he watched his newly founded family and beloved were attacking each other. Tomata leaned over at Yamcha and asked, "Do these people act like this all the time?"

"Too much." Yamcha replied with a great deal of truth in his voice.

"Okay." Tomata said as she thought, **Yup, Saiyans are from the Humans.**

Goku gazed at the other fighters who were sitting to the side. Rage filled him. Two women were fighting over him and he didn’t know who to stay with. What’s worst is that no one even bothers to ask. Everyone was either watching the fight or get involved in it. "STOP IT!!!" Goku boomed as he hovered up.

The fighters stopped in astonishment at the angry Saiyan. Goku had never looked so pissed off in his life. His body shook with anger and confusion. "Cut it out! I’m sick and tired of this confusion! I can’t remember who you are!" He flew off in a flash of light.

Chi Chi and Bulma looked at each other and screamed, "Now look at what you done!"

"Shit!" Gohan cursed, "Dad doesn’t know this planet! He’ll be lost!"

"Yeah." Krillian agreed as he scanned out for Goku’s Ki. He could be anywhere on this planet by now.

"I’ll go and get him." Gohan said as he flew up at a super speed.

*****

Goku flew fast and hard over the unfamiliar landscape. He just wanted to get away. Ever since he lost his memory, all he wanted was to know his name. He wanted to know if he had a family or friends. Now, he was completely confused. He landed in a middle of a desert and curled up and cried his heart out.

"You seemed bother, grandson." An elderly voice said as Goku looked up and wiped his eyes. He was an old man with a white mustache and a funny hat. What’s most distinguishing about him is the ring of gold that was hovering over his head.

"Who are you?" Goku asked confused.

The old man sat down next to him. "Oh, you know me. At least you used to. I’m Son Gohan. Your grandfather."

My wha?!" Goku exclaimed as he fell over. "But... I thought you’re dead! Gohan, my son, told me that you were dead!"

"I still am." Son Gohan said as he pointed to his halo. "I’m am transmitting my image and voice to you. It’s pretty hard but it can be done."

"Oh." Goku said as he sat down and stared up at the short man. This Son Gohan seemed nice enough and he is dead. "Son Gohan-"

"Please, call me Grandpa." Son Gohan urged to his shock. Goku’s memory was completely gone. Goku was as confused as Baba told him. She had brought him to this spot since she predicted where Goku would be.

"Grandpa, I got a big problem." Goku said as he fingered the sand. "Do you know Chi Chi and Bl- Bulma?"

"Oh yeah!" Son Gohan said as he grinned. "Those two are very healthy and have such nice proportions!" He held his hand up and made a curvy motion. "Heh heh."

Goku rose an eyebrow at the old man. Master Roshi acted in almost the same way. A part of him wondered if all old people get... horny in old age. He didn’t want to know. "Ummm... you see... when I lost my memory, I had no idea that I was married. In fact, I love Bulma and I didn’t know that Chi Chi and the kids existed." Goku poured his heart out to this old stranger about how he and Bulma fell in love and how Chi Chi and she began to fight over him. He told them about the two sons he didn’t know about and the son Bulma had. Finally, he told him about he was being fought over by the two women. Bluberri was the woman he knew and loved. Chi Chi was the woman he married and had children with. "And so, I don’t know what to do. I’m being torn in two about this thing!" Goku moaned as he rubbed his head.

"Oh..." Son Gohan said as he sat beside his grandson. "It is a very complicated. I’ve met both of them and I like them both. This is your decision, grandson. Not anyone else’s. I suggest you wait till you get your memory back."

"But that’s six months away!" Goku whined, "How can I handle them in the meantime?"

"Good question." Son Gohan said, "That I can’t answer. Just... try to deal with it. You can handle it. I have faith in you, Goku."

"But... I guess." Goku said as he looked sadly at the ground again. All he wanted was some peace in mind about his situation.

Goku’s grandfather sensed his grandson’s confused mind. Then, an idea popped into his brain. "Goku, did anyone tell you about the Flying Nimbus?"

"The... what?" The younger man looked at the older man with a genuine look of confusion.

"Okay, that means no. I’ve seen you with the Flying Nimbus. You loved that cloud. Maybe, you can fly on it for awhile."

Goku blinked. "Fly? On a cloud? I... can do that?!" The thought was almost startling. How can he fly on a cloud?

Son Gohan nodded. "Oh yes. Call for it. Yell ‘Flying Nimbus’."

"Right." Goku stood up and cupped his hands to the sides of the mouth. "FLYING NIMBUS!!!"

A bright yellow cloud shot from the sky and landed right next to the Saiyan and the dead man. "WOW!!! It came to me!" Goku goggled at the cloud and poked it. It was real and almost solid.

"You can ride on it because of your pure heart." Son Gohan said as he look at the cloud.

"Okay!" Goku exclaimed as he leaped up and landed firmly on the Nimbus. It was firm like the ground he jumped from. "Woo hoo! I’m on a real cloud! This is awesome!" He stood sideways and moved the cloud up and through the air. "YEEEEHHAAAA!!!"

It was fast, not as fast as flying by pure Ki but it was exhilarating. The cloud obeyed his every command and mental will. It was a part of his soul as well as his soul being a part of this cloud.

Son Gohan watched from the ground pleased at the look of joy on his grandson’s face. He loved seeing Goku happy. Despite his amnesia, he still held a childlike joy about him. His pure heart is still pure enough for the Flying Nimbus to accept and for that he was happy.

"This is fantastic!" Goku squealed as he landed the Nimbus and hopped off. "Thank you so much! I feel a whole lot better!" Goku tried to hug the old man only to pass through.

"Oops."

"That’s okay, grandson. You better go back to your friends and family. They are going to worry about you."

"That’s right." Goku slammed his fist on his hand. "I forgot about them. I better go. Thanks!" Goku zoomed off on his Nimbus as Son Gohan sighed.

"That’s my grandson." He said as he vanished.

*****

Gohan couldn’t help but feel guilty about Goku’s departure. True, his father is the strongest man in the universe and that he can take care of himself. But, Goku might run into an old enemy who would take advantage of Goku’s state of mind. Kami forbid if Pilaf run into Goku. Suddenly, he felt his father’s Ki coming up.

His sharp eyes spotted a familiar sight of Goku on the Flying Nimbus. "DAD!!!" Gohan exclaimed as he zoomed up to the cloud.

"Hi, Gohan!" Goku greeted as he smiled. "I’m sorry for running off like that. I needed to clear my head."

"It’s okay. I’m sorry for the way my mom acted." Gohan said as he came up. "The cloud... how did you get the cloud?" Gohan’s face lit up with hope and he asked, "Did you remember it?"

Goku swallowed as he shook his head. "No. Sorry, pal."

The teenager nodded as he clenched his fists. For that second, he was hoping that his father would remember him. That his father and Bulma will go to their right mates and not to each other. A part of him hoped that Goku would remember the Flying Nimbus and in a miracle remember everything. "That’s okay, Dad." Gohan lied.

"Gohan, I was wondering..." Goku said as he looked at him with an eye-piercing gaze. His serious combat face was on. "are there any other places I can stay at? I don’t want to well... be too torn apart."

Gohan pondered. Goku will need a place to stay that will be nice and have lots of food. He will also need someone familiar around him that is neither for Bulma or Chi Chi. "The Lookout." Gohan answered, "It’s where Dende and Mr. Popo lives. Mr. Popo can make lots of food and Dende might be able to help you. It’s a good distance away from both places and you can train there."

"That’s a good idea." Goku said as he and Gohan flew back to the Capsule Corporation.

**Hey! I just found Dad! We’ll meet you at the Capsule Corps.** Gohan telepathically reached out to his fellow warriors.

*****

Gohan and Goku flew back to the building where the other warriors were. "Goku!" Chi Chi said as she ran up, jumped on the Nimbus, and started kissing him. "I’m sorry!"

"It’s okay, Chi Chi." Goku said as he patted the woman’s hair. **She’s pure of heart?** He thought bewildered.

"So am I." Bulma said as she gazed up. "Where do you want to live?"

Goku glanced at Dende and asked, "Dende, can I stay with you and Mr. Popo?"

"Of course." Dende replied, "My Lookout can support many people. Mr. Popo had been anxious to do some cooking for a while since I fast."

"Great." Goku said as he and Chi Chi went off of the cloud.

Piccolo then looked at the cloud shocked. "Wait a second... you got that cloud?! Did you remember it?!"

The group gasped in unison and looked at Goku who shook his head. "No. My dead grandpa told me about it."

"Oh. How’s Son Gohan doing?" Master Roshi asked.

"He’s doing fine." Goku replied as he looked at Tomata. "Say, Tomata, you can come with me."

Tomata smiled and shook her head. "No thank you. There’s something that I must do." She went to Vegita and went on her knees. "I, the Nameless Former Saiyan, wish to regain my name and rank by Geni Roddenberr."

"Geni Roddenberr?" Goku asked as his hair shot out straighter than before.

"No! Tomata! Not the Geni Roddenberr!" Bulma said as she ran to her.

"Geni Roddenberr, I see. I accept. Since there is no moon in this world, I hereby set the date of one Earth week from now at sunset." Vegita said as he smiled. "I was hoping for a Geni Roddenberr for a long time."

"What’s a Geni Roddenberr?" Yamcha asked Tomata. He hated it when Vegita smiled like that. It was a cold smile of destruction in the future.

"It is a challenge." Vegita answered, "If an exiled Saiyan wishes it, he or she would request a Geni Roddenberr. In a Geni Roddenberr, the king (me) would battle the exiled person for one hour and if that exiled person lives, then he or she will be accepted completely as a Saiyan."

"An hour?!" The group of warriors exclaimed.

"You are going to be beaten up by Vegita for a whole hour?!" Yamcha screamed as he grabbed Tomata’s shoulders. "Have you lost your mind?! Do you want to die?!"

"No. But I want to regain my name." Tomata said as she gazed at him. "I want to rejoin the Saiyan race or the human race."

"But, Vegita is much more destructive and powerful than you. He can go Super Saiyan! You can’t! Don’t die!" Yamcha ordered as his heart pounded. The thought of this Saiyan being beaten up for an hour is horrifying. He knew that the Dragon Balls could revive her but he didn’t want to take the chance.

"I won’t." Tomata snarled, "Please, this is not your concern. I want to regain my name."

"The Saiyan race is dead! You don’t have to do this!"

"Yes I do!" Tomata boomed as glared at him right in the eyes. "I want to be a Saiyan again. I want to be called by my Saiyan name by my lord Vegita.
Especially since my family is right about the Firsts! Don’t you have any confidence in me because I’m not a Super Saiyan"

Yamcha looked down and didn’t say anything. "What is it about Saiyans and death wishes?" He grumbled as he walked away.

"Don’t feel too bad, Tomata. Yamcha’s just worried about you." Puar said as he followed him. Puar could almost sense the potential the two had. They were two of a kind in many ways. They lived lives of being alone in crowds and the feelings of awkwardness is obvious.

"One week... that’s not very much time." Tomata said as she tried to figure out how to get enough power to withstand a Super Saiyan’s blows.

"Plenty of time." Dende corrected, "There’s the Spirit Room and Time. A day out here is one year in there. You can have seven years to train in there." He loved helping out other people. Especially people who want to regain their honor or save the world from monsters.

"Really?!" Tomata’s heart jumped with joy. Seven years of training could be enough to make her go Super Saiyan. It may be enough to make her strong enough to at least handle Vegita and regain her Saiyan pride. "Excellent. Looks like I’ll be staying at the Lookout for at least a week of your time."

"Are you guys done yet?" Mrs. Briefs asked as she came in carrying a tray.

"Pretty much. We still have to introduce everyone." Gohan replied as he gestured to Videl and Mr. Satan.

"Goodie! Here’s some more drinks!" Mrs. Briefs said oblivious to the possible blood that will shed.

To Be Continued...





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