Female Goku x Vegeta

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As Vegeta stood face to face with the leader of the army of short round figures, his jaw dropped in astonishment. It was his younger brother, Tarble, whom he thought he might never see again.

"Tarble," Vegeta breathed, his voice tinged with disbelief. "Is that really you?"

Tarble's eyes lit up with excitement, and he took a step closer to Vegeta. "Big brother, I can't believe it's you! I never thought I'd see you again."

Goka watched curiously as the two Saiyan brothers reunited. The warmth in their eyes was unmistakable, and it was a side of Vegeta she hadn't seen before. They shared a firm embrace, and Vegeta couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. Family bonds ran deep, even for a Saiyan prince.

Once the initial excitement had subsided, Tarble began to explain his presence on the planet. "I arrived here after Father sent me away. You know, he thought I was too weak to be a Saiyan warrior. But I knew you were out there, and I hoped to find you someday."

Vegeta couldn't help but smirk. "I already knew that. You never were cut out for the life of a warrior, Tarble."

Tarble chuckled, a bit sheepish. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

It was then that Tarble turned to Goka, who had been observing the reunion with interest. "Is this your...mate, Vegeta?" Tarble asked, his eyes flicking between Goka and Vegeta.

Goka couldn't help but smirk as she watched Vegeta's expression shift. "Oh, Vegeta, you never told me we were mates," she teased, batting her eyelashes in mock surprise.

Vegeta's cheeks flushed, and he looked flustered. "N-no, we're not mates, Tarble. We're comrades, partners in this mission."

Goka couldn't resist a playful pout. "I thought we were friends, Veggie."

Nappa, who had been sprinting from the spaceship, finally reached the scene. He couldn't contain his excitement as he pulled Tarble into a bear hug. "Tarble! I can't believe you're here! I thought I'd never see you again, little buddy."

Tarble laughed, patting Nappa on the back. "Nappa! It's good to see you too. I never thought I'd run into my brother and an old friend on this planet."

As the initial excitement settled, Tarble invited them to his village. With Tarble guiding the way, they ventured deeper into the lush, vibrant planet. After a while, they came across a quaint village nestled amidst the rich flora. Small round people were scattered throughout the village, engaged in various activities.

As they approached the village, a small round woman with a gentle expression caught their attention. She stood beside a building, tending to a garden. Tarble introduced her with a proud smile. "This is Gure, my wife."

Vegeta was momentarily taken aback by Tarble's marriage, but his Saiyan pride quickly kicked in. He extended a respectful bow. "Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans."

Gure returned the bow gracefully. "It's an honor to have you here, Prince Vegeta. Please, join us for dinner."

As they gathered for dinner, Goka and Vegeta had a chance to discuss their mission. Their hosts listened intently as they explained their quest to find other surviving Saiyans across the galaxies.

Goka's voice carried determination as she spoke. "We believe there might be a few Saiyans left scattered across the universe. Our mission is to find them, try to unite our race."

As Goka, Vegeta, and their hosts settled around a makeshift table for dinner, the atmosphere was filled with a sense of camaraderie. The table was filled with a colorful assortment of fruits and vegetables that Gure had cultivated in her garden. The Saiyan woman had gone to great lengths to prepare a hearty meal for their guests. Tarble beamed with pride, offering a warm introduction to the dishes.

"Please, help yourselves to the finest our planet has to offer," Tarble said with a gentle smile. "We may not have much, but we always share what we have."

Goka appreciated their warm hospitality. "Thank you for having us. This looks amazing."

Vegeta, though unaccustomed to such a colorful array of food, couldn't help but admit, "It's an impressive spread."

Over dinner, Nappa, who had become the group's unofficial storyteller, chimed in with his deep, hearty voice. "You know, Tarble, I've seen this little warrior here in action. Goka managed to defeat Frieza, the mighty tyrant."

Goka's cheeks flushed with modesty as she waved her hand dismissively. "It was a team effort. We all played a part."

Krillin, eager to contribute to the lively conversation, couldn't help but interject. "Speaking of team efforts, remember that time on the ship when Vegeta tried to cook? We thought we might not make it out alive."

Vegeta scowled at the memory, but a faint smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth. "Let's not dwell on that, Krillin."

The dinner conversation continued to flow, with laughter and shared stories weaving a sense of unity among the group. Tarble and Gure watched with warm smiles, happy to see their guests enjoying the meal and the company.

After dinner, Tarble suggested, "Would you like to take a walk through our village, get to know the surroundings?"

Goka and Vegeta agreed, and they followed Tarble as he led them on a leisurely tour of the village. The night was clear, and the sky was filled with a myriad of stars, casting a soft, ethereal light over the village. As they strolled along the illuminated pathways, Goka couldn't help but admire the natural beauty of the planet. She kept glancing at Vegeta, who seemed lost in thought.

Their footsteps eventually led them to a serene garden with radiant, otherworldly flowers that emitted a soft glow. Tarble pointed to the blooms. "These flowers only grow on our planet. We call them 'Glimmer Blossoms.' They're believed to bring good luck."

Goka felt a sense of wonder as she reached out to touch one of the flowers, the soft luminescence brushing her fingers. She turned to Vegeta, her voice soft. "They're beautiful, aren't they?"

Vegeta met her gaze, his expression serious yet thoughtful. "Yes, they are."

As they continued to admire the glowing blossoms, their faces grew closer. The magnetic pull between them became stronger, and the air was filled with palpable tension. Their eyes locked, and their lips were just inches apart.

Their faces inched closer, and it felt as though a kiss was inevitable. Goka's eyes fluttered closed, but before their lips could meet, Tarble's voice interrupted.

"Would you like to see the glimmering river nearby?" Tarble asked, unaware of the almost-kiss that had been thwarted.

Goka and Vegeta quickly pulled away from each other, their faces flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and longing.

"Sure," Goka replied, her voice breathless, "the river sounds nice"

And as they continued their walk, the unspoken moment between Goka and Vegeta lingered in the air.

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