Author's Note: I do not own Dragon Ball or Sailor Moon. The story itself is my ideas. Dragon Ball is the copyright of Akira Toryiama, and Sailor Moon is the copyright of Naoko Takeuchi.

I will repost this story due to the wishes of my fans and readers, but I am also in the process of revising it entirely. My reasons behind this is that the release of Dragon Ball Super and the new version of Sailor Moon to better portray Mrs. Takeuchi's manga series, have dramatically altered how I wanted this to go. I'm much older than when I wrote this in 2002. My view points are different as well.

Mythical Origins (2002 Original Version)

Tired Of It All

He listened to another of her tantrums and sighed. Why did she always have to yell at him in front of one or both of his sons? There were days when it was in front of his friends, and at the moment, he simply didn't want to hear it anymore. Turning, he walked towards the door, fists curled into two tight fists. "Goku! We're not finished! Honestly, what kind of an example are you setting for your son?"

"You mean like the one you fail to provide yourself?"

Not expecting his father to stick up for himself, Goten stopped writing on his notebook and gaped at his father in pure shock. His father never stood up to his mother, and yet here he was, eyes cold as ice as they faced off against one another. Goten knew his mother was impossible to live with, having dealt with her his entire life. She was a control freak, possessive, and verbally abusive, and until now he had never defended himself. Perhaps he felt he didn't have a right, having spent most of Goten's and Gohan's life dead, or traveling the Universe to save Earth from one threat after another.

Taken aback, she simply stared back at him for several minutes, unable to speak due to a loss of words. It only lasted for a brief moment, however, before she began yelling at him in an even louder pitched tone. It wasn't that Kakarot feared her, he had just always allowed her to get away with her behavior before. "I am not the problem;" she hissed.

His faced reddened with humiliated rage, the color a unique contrast to his normally calm and happy demeanor. He snarled, unleashing the side he always kept controlled. His teeth pulled back, and his eyes swirled with emotion. Chi-chi blinked, startled by his sudden fury. "Calling the kettle black, aren't we?" He had been prepared to just walk away like he always did, but enough was enough. "Is it so hard to say thank you, Chi-chi? All you ever do is bitch about Goten's or Gohan's studies! I hate to break this to you, but if it hadn't been for both your sons, you would be dead! Let's forget that I died, not once, but twice, so that you may have the life you do now! Forget that your son is here because it was I, not yourself, who sacrificed their life so that everyone on Earth could live. I never asked to be brought back; it was I that gave him the chance to have his world; not you, not Vegeta, and definitely not those damn books you never let him walk away from!"

She had no way to respond to his outburst, eyes burning with rage and hate, sparks of energy flying all around him like a white, hot flame. All signs of compassion or humanity were gone, replaced with a feral Saiya-jin that was finally responding to his primal, instinctive nature. Goten simply stared at the two of them, not daring to utter a single sound, knowing this moment had been approaching. Kakarot never challenged any of his friends or family members like this. And normally, he would have thought his mother capable of winning a verbal match between them, but not this time, his father all savagery.

Kakarot's tail sliced through the air furiously, taking another step in her direction, backing her against the wall and trapping her there. It was a small house, giving her no room to evade or push past him without physical force. At least now she had the common sense to realize the dangerous position she was in, fear lingering in the house like a fowl stench. "I gave you everything, a home, two sons, a relatively productive life, but regardless of how hard I tried to please you, it was never good enough. Gohan and Goten are not the two that hate me; you are. What did I do so wrong? Tell me, damn it!" When she didn't answer, he continued, all his pent up anger rising to the surface like an angry volcano. "Who was it that went after Gohan when Raditz kidnapped him? Where were you when the androids came, Cell, Majin Buu, and Broli? Where were you when the planet exploded to nothing? Even Vegeta has more tolerance, and he has more reason to hate me than anyone!"

"Get... out..." she hissed, trembling in terror, but too stubborn to admit to defeat.

"So be it, but you will not have Goten." Pushing away from her, he once again headed to the door, glancing at his almost 18 year-old son. How had he missed so much of his youth as well? "Let's go."

She blinked, unprepared for her husband to take control of his life, her son quickly jumping from the table and following after his father. "I said you, not..." Goten had no idea who to obey; his mother or his father.

"You've had your chance," he snarled, inserting himself between Chi-chi and Goten. "When were you going to inform me of your affair with Yamcha?"

The expression on Chi-chi's face was priceless and he wished he had a picture for it. "How...?"

"Give me a break. His scent is all over you! I'm curious, why'd you stay so long if you couldn't stand me? It's not like I would have stopped you. A word of warning, however; Yamcha isn't known to be very loyal."

"You can't have my son, Goku."

Kakarot roared and slammed Chi-chi against the wall so hard that she thought she heard something crack in her shoulder. "If you dare touch what is rightfully mine... You forfeited all rights to him when you turned your back on me and I refuse to have my son raised by a man with no morals." Kakarot let go of Chi-chi and turned to his son, eyes bulging out of his head. "Let's go."

Chi-chi was not willing to give up; "If you take my son, I'll report you for kidnapping!"

"Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to hear you lecture me in front of my sons, friends and the whole world? Besides, who do you think they will award custody of Goten too? The world hero, or a nagging whore? If you really want me to disclose to everyone about your affairs then go ahead and challenge me. I promise, Vegeta would break that pretty neck of yours. He may be an arrogant ass, but when it comes to disgracing the Saiya-jin Empire, he has no tolerance or merci. Stay away from me and my sons. From this moment on, we cease to exist in your eyes."

Kakarot walked out the door with Goten close behind, feeling free for the first time of a bunch of books and rules.

"Dad?" Goten asked.

Kakarot looked at his son, the anger gone from his eyes. He smiled. There was uncertainty in Goten's expression and Kakarot felt a little guilty about having his son see all that, but the freedom he felt couldn't make him go back and apologize for any reason. Goten saw his father smile at him and knew everything was still good between them. "What's up?"

"Where are we going to stay?"

Honestly he hadn't thought that part through, so tired of always being the adversary, even in his personal life. Was there anyone that could possibly understand his desire to protect and fight? That was his nature, and he wasn't about to change for anyone, but it didn't make his loneliness any easier to deal with.

"We could try Capsule Corporation; perhaps Vegeta's mood isn't too hostile?"

"Trunks said that their home has been a battlefield lately; not sure if going there is a good idea."

Kakarot blinked, a bit taken aback that he wasn't the only Saiya-jin having problems. Were their lives so cursed that they couldn't find some semblance of peace or forgiveness? Reaching Capsule Corporation, they heard shouting coming from inside, Trunks and Bra sitting outside with a mixture of anger and sadness. As Kakarot listened, Goten cautiously approached his best friend; "What's going on?"

Seeing Goten and Kakarot, Trunks sighed in relief, but only for a brief moment. Something was off about Kakarot, his eyes having a hard edge to them. "Dad... he found out..." Unable to say anything else, he let Kakarot figure the rest out on his own, his earlier rage quickly rising to the surface.

"Why are you sleeping with Yamcha?" They all heard Vegeta shout from the kitchen.

Before she finished, the wall separating them from Kakarot imploded, the dust particles raining around them as he entered and approached. He didn't look at Vegeta, his red gaze centered solely on a woman he had once called a friend. Had she ever truly been his friend, or had she been using him like Chi-chi? The Saiya-jin Prince, words of outrage on his lips, hesitated. Like Trunks, he too sensed the chaotic emotions swirling in his long-time rival. His former friend and comrades clearly didn't understand what was taking place in the warrior, no longer human, but purely Saiya-jin. At that moment, his instinct was to destroy and kill threats against the ones he had sworn to protect, and it seemed Vegeta was on that list somehow.

Something pushed him over, but what?

Kakarot barely touched her, his strength so powerful that a surge of energy was enough to fling her across the kitchen and against a wall. "I never thought of you as an ignorant fool, Bulma. Let me ask you something," he half-snarled, half-purred, kneeling in front of crumpled form. His tail tilted back her chin, but it wasn't for affection. That tail had the ability to snap her neck, and he'd never let her snatch and use it against him either. "Who do you think stopped Krillan from killing Vegeta? Your has been... I would have never defeated half our enemies without him... He's always been the deciding factor, even with Cell. Frieza, despite everything he did, never broke him. Vegeta still has his pride, and over the years he has turned to protecting the last of his kind, even the half-breeds. He didn't do it for us, but for you..."

Unable to say anything, Vegeta lowered his hands. This couldn't be the same Saiya-jin he had first fought; Kakarot respects me? The truth hit him like a cold buck of water, and he felt a flicker of guilt and regret at the way he had always regarded and treated the taller Saiya-jin. To Kakarot, Vegeta had always been someone he regarded as a partner in battle, knowing what to do and when. Kakarot knew how to fight, but when it came to the ultimate defeat of their enemies, which had always been Vegeta. That still didn't explain why Kakarot had turned on his childhood friend. "Kakarot, what do you want?" he finally demanded.

"It seems that we both have a similar problem."

"What are you talking about?"

"Apparently Bulma isn't the only one Yamcha is playing a fool." Seeing Bulma pale, was enough to make him smirk, "Did you think you were exclusive, Bulma? Since when has he ever been loyal as a bed mate?"

"He wouldn't... who..."

"Seems Chi-chi and yourself have more in common than I thought..."

Rising, he turned to Vegeta, "I left, and it seems asking to stay here is not an option."

"Never thought I'd say this, but I'm joining you."

"You're what-?" Bulma stammered, shocked that Vegeta would ever leave the person that supplied him financially and physically. Without her, he wouldn't have ever become as strong as he had, but controlling him was next to impossible with Kakarot hovering close to him, as if he were protecting Vegeta from her.

"Do I need to say it again? Fine; I'm leaving and I'm taking my son and daughter." If it had been just Vegeta, she would have challenged him, but now that she had lost him for support, she had no choice but to let them walk out the door. Goten had expected a lot of things, but watching Vegeta and his father walk out of Capsule Corporation together was not one of those scenarios. First his mother, now Bulma... having a place to stay was quickly diminishing.

"Should have let me destroy this mudball," Vegeta griped.

"Remind me to let you next time." Everyone almost hit something in mid-flight or fell, uncertain of how to take the change in Kakarot. His sons were just as horrified.

"Dad, where will we go?"

Kakarot had only one other option, but he had no idea how well his son was recovering since the death of his wife, left with raising a 17-year old daughter. Landing in Gohan's back yard, they found them in the middle of an intense sparring session. "Dad?"

"We kind of need a place to stay?"

"I'm okay with that, but why not your own homes?"

"We left," Vegeta stated flatly. Gohan fainted, making his scowl get bigger. "Damn kid always did have problems with shocks."

Kakarot easily lifted Gohan and moved into the house. Gohan woke an hour later and had his father explain what happened, agreeing to let them stay. "Dad, I'm sorry about mom. I knew a long time ago about it, but never had the heart to tell you."

Kakarot was stunned. "You knew? Is that why you hated Yamcha so much?"

Gohan nodded, rubbing the headache that was starting to form. "So what are you going to do now, dad?"

"I have an idea, but I need to talk to Piccolo tomorrow morning. I was wondering if you and Pan would come with me to Kami's lookout. I'm going to ask the others later. Goten for sure is coming with me, but you guys have a choice." Kakarot refused to say anymore and dove into dinner along with everyone else.

The following morning everyone joined Kakarot at the lookout, seeing Piccolo and Dende for the first time in several years. Piccolo had sensed them coming and was more than waiting for them when they arrived. "Why are you here?"

"We're leaving. Did you want to go, or stay?"

He had wondered why it had taken Vegeta and Kakarot so long to stick up to their mates and let them go. "I have nothing better to do anyway."

"Dad, we don't have the dragon balls with us," said Gohan.

"I'm still a part of Shenlong and can use the dragon without gathering them."

Kakarot closed his eyes and focused on the sleeping dragon within him and soon it blasted into the sky. "Shenlong, erase all bonds to the Saiya-jins from the minds of the people on this planet. Two, give us all our tails back. Three, send the eight of us here in the group around me, far into the future to where we will never see this time or the people in it again."

"Granted," Shenlong's eyes glowed red and they all landed in the middle of a huge intersection and almost got hit by several cars.

"Kakarot! What the hell did you do?" Vegeta roared. Everyone but Piccolo and Kakarot were in shock.

"Oops, guess I forgot to tell you what I was going to do?"

Vegeta lunged at Kakarot and started beating him up when he realized the bond between him and Bulma was completely gone and he felt totally free. "Maybe this won't be too bad after all. Remind me to thank you later."

"Dad, what are we going to do now that we're here?"

Kakarot sat down on the grass and then smiled. "Let's go to college!"

Piccolo looked at Kakarot as if he had snapped under the strain of Chi-chi. "Kakarot what the hell are you talking about? You know as well as I do, how hard it is in school."

Kakarot scratched his head. "Not really. I've read Gohan's and Goten's school books and they were easy to understand. Don't know why Chi-chi thought it was hard, because the boys and I never had a hard time with the work."

Dumb looks came across Gohan's and Goten's face. "Uh... dad... You never told us you understood our homework," Gohan pointed out to him.

"That's because Chi-chi thought I was stupid and never gave me a chance to prove otherwise."

They all sighed. "Don't you think we have to take an entrance exam to get in first?" Trunks said.

"Yeah, so what! Let's go get in collage and have some fun for a change. I'm tired of always defending a planet that no one appreciates." All six warriors and two children, Bra and Pan, wandered around town for the next few days registering for classes and taking several entrance exams.

Pluto, sleeping in bed, felt a disturbance in the time line and disappeared to investigate. When she looked into the mirrors, she saw that eight people had vanished from the past, but to where she had no clue. "What the hell? These damn Saiya-jins are going to get an earful when I find them!"

Usagi and the Sailor Senshi

Meanwhile, in her last year of High School, Usagi prepared to return to Japan. She knew things still existed between herself and the Sailor Senshi, but it had been for the best. Without them, she had learned to do things on her own, to include cooking, fighting, and excelling in her school work. The memories still hurt, but she'd focus on that after she had returned home.

*Flash Back*

They were having one of their normal study sessions, when Usagi walked in from another day of detention. She had tried to get her homework done that night, but it was so hard to her and the teacher had sent her to detention again until she had gotten it done.

"Usagi! Are you ever going to do anything right and show up on time?" Rei yelled at her.

"You should give a better effort instead of being late to everything. How do you expect to get any stronger if you don't apply yourself," Makoto sighed.

"Usagi, High School entrance exams are a week away and you're still making 50's on most of your tests. You never listen to a word I say or teach, so how do you expect to pass?" Ami finished telling her, reading her science book.

Usagi, holding back tears from their remarks, looked at Minako. "Anything you would like to add?"

"Well, you don't act like a leader sometimes, Usagi. I'm not saying you're not powerful, just that you're irresponsible. One day you're going to get someone killed and a simple I'm sorry I'm late, won't fix it."

Luna and Artemis were out on a walk, unaware of the cruel things the Senshi were saying. "If that's what you think, that I'm a failure, then I'll get out of your way."

The Senshi gasped, unprepared for the single tear that slipped down her face before she turned and walked out of their lives. "I think we were too hard on her," Makoto said.

"I've never seen her cry before, not like that. She didn't even whine or try to make excuses." Rei wanted to go after Usagi; they always fought. She never thought the other girls would join her.

"Rei, she needs to grow up. What do you think Ami? Should we go after her?"

"No." Everyone stared at Ami in shock. Where was the shy girl they had all known? Usually she was the one that stepped in to stop them from lecturing Usagi, but not now. "We probably were too hard on her, but Usagi's always come back. Why would now be any different? We all know that she doesn't train or study hard enough. This will do her good."

The other girls didn't feels so sure. Usagi's last expression had been different this time and Rei felt a bad premonition coming.

Unaware of her surroundings, she bumped inot another person, wincing at the impact. "Usako..." the voice sighed, "one of these days you're going to fall over a cliff and not see it coming."

The last thing she expected or needed was Mamoru to hurt her as well. Her heart ached and she was unable to cry. Gritting her teeth, "Don't worry, Mamoru, it won't happen again."

He blinked. Usagi always called him Mamo-chan, but this time she had purposely called him Mamoru. Shaking it off, "the girl's told me about your last test. You really need to start focusing, Usako."

Her eyes had grown cold and distant, far from the kind and loving Usagi he knew. Mamoru had only wanted to make her study harder, not push her emotionally away. He stepped back at the amount of pain he had momentarily seen. "It's amazing. I've managed to make even you hate me. If I'm such a failure, then I'm sure the Senshi and yourself will have plenty to laugh about. Good day." Usagi walked by him, never looking back or saying another word.

Mamoru reached for Usagi, instantly regretting his words. "Usako..."

Usagi made it home, went to her room and lied down. She wanted to cry, but no tears would come and she stayed up through the night thinking. She didn't want to face any of them again for a long time, not wanting to be a failure any more. When dawn hit the next day, she had thought of a plan. For over a year she had been saving her allowance for a car and had quite a bit of money. Grabbing her bags Usagi walked a few blocks, not wishing anyone in her family to see what she was about to do. On the way to the airport, she ran into Artemis.

"Usagi?" He was glancing at the bags in her hands and was instantly concerned. Artemis was terrified of the look in her eyes, wanting to ask what was wrong. They looked sad and tired. "What are you doing?"

Her eyes quivered and she turned her head away from the white cat. "Don't worry about it Artemis. Why don't you go see what Luna's up too."

"No." Usagi looked at the cat startled. His expression was serious and something else that she couldn't describe. "I'm staying with you, and if you don't like it, I'm going to call the other girls here and now."

Usagi placed her bags on the ground and gently picked up the cat and hugged him. "Artemis, I don't want the girls with me, do you understand? If you wish to stay with me, then I'm not going to stop you, but I am going to tell you now. If you're going to lecture me, tell a living soul what I'm about to do or where I'm going then you may as well stay here and walk away now."

Artemis was silent for a few moments, trying to make his decision. When he and Luna arrived at the temple he had noticed the girls seemed tense. None of them would say why Usagi hadn't showed for the meeting. Something must have happened, but why did he notice and not Luna? Luna had gone into her lecturing mode on how irresponsible Usagi was for not showing up to the meeting, but from the look on the young woman's face he felt there was a good reason for her not being there. "I'm staying with you and if you don't want anyone else to know, then I'll respect your wishes. I've never lectured you before and I'm not about to start now. I think everyone goes a little over board. All you need is time to grow up."

Usagi nodded and placed Artemis in one of her carryon bags to the plane. When she walked a mile from home, she signaled a taxi that took her to the airport. After she had payed the driver, Usagi walked up to the check in station where a young woman was taking peoples' tickets.

"What is your destination please," the lady asked.

"America."

The lady looked at the young girl and frowned. This girl didn't look old enough to be on her own, let alone traveling to a different country. "How old are you?"

"Old enough to travel and pay you the money you need. Now can I get a ticket or not?" Usagi said in an authoritive voice.

The lady rolled her eyes and gave Usagi a plane ticket to California. Usagi had a place all the way in the back of the plane which suited her just fine. Artemis came out of the bag and sat on her lap, trying to comfort her the best way he knew. He still was waiting for her to tell him why she was running away, but didn't want to push her. Soon, the plane began to jolt and move, making its run down the speed way. It lifted off with no problems and Usagi looked out the window as Japan disappeared from view and she prepared herself for America.

When Usagi never arrived to school that morning, the Senshi began to re-think what they had said. None of them had lost much sleep over it, but now, every one of them felt guilt and a sense of betrayal towards her. Still none of them checked it out, and decided to give Usagi more space and went to Rei's temple for another meeting.

After about an hour at Rei's house, she received a call. "Hello, Sendei Hill Temple, how may I help you?"

"Rei, this is Usagi's mom. I was wondering; have you seen my daughter? She wasn't in bed this morning and I figured it was because she went to school early. But, she never came home, nor did she call to say she was going to be late."

Rei gasped and nearly dropped the phone, causing the girls and Luna to look at her. "I'll get back with you and see if any of the other girls have seen her or if she's at the library." Rei hung up the phone and her whole body trembled in barely contained sobs. A feeling was forming in her mind; they weren't going to find Usagi and the girls had really messed up this time.

"What's wrong, Rei?" Minako asked.

"Usagi's missing. She's not at home and she went it to school."

"What?" Luna yelled. "She was there last night. I was a bit surprised to see that she was gone early though."

"Luna," Makoto whispered. "Did Usagi seem a bit out of it when you saw her last night?"

"Now that you mention it, yes. She didn't eat a thing last night, didn't say a word, nor did she say a thing to me about me lecturing her for not being at the meeting yesterday."

"Where did you get that idea, Luna?" Minako asked. "She came yesterday, but left after only a minute."

"What? Why didn't you say something then?"

"Because we said things that we shouldn't have."

The girls told Luna what they had said and the cat was speechless. Her whole body was numb and she couldn't believe that they had done something so heartless. She was about to start lecturing them on how they should be her protectors and not her parents, when her whole body felt like sinking to the floor. She had done the same thing that night and could not have made Usagi feel any better. "Oh god. What have we done?" Tears poured from the black cat's eyes and the girls joined her.

Minako suddenly realized that someone else was missing out of their group. "Where's Artemis? Did he not come over Luna?"

"No."

"Oh no." Ami was becoming frantic. "What if something happened to them?" She pulled out her computer, but couldn't find a trace of them anywhere in Japan or space. For several minutes the girls looked at her anxiously, hoping against hope that they would get a lock on their friend. "I can't find her. We're going to have to look for her the old fashion way, on foot."

The four women and one cat left the shrine and split up through the city. After more than two hours of not locating her, the police were called in and the whole of Japan was looking for the blond teenager that had disappeared without a trace. Usagi's parents were devastated and Shingo had quit talking to everyone and stayed in his room. He had never said anything good to his sister and now regretted everything

"USAGI! PLEASE COME BACK! I PROMISE I'LL BE A NICER BROTHER. I WON'T HAVE ANYONE TO PICK ON OR TELL ME TO APOLOGIZE FOR BEING A JERK!"His whole body racked with sobs as he cried into his pillow, uncaring if he appeared like a whimp. When he went to school, he was like a zombie that passed through, uncaring of what went on in his surroundings.

The four girls had run across Shingo one day, furthering the knife that was already twisting in their hearts. They couldn't tell him that this was not his fault, but theirs; and none of them slept well at all for several years after Usagi's disappearance. They even kept silent when the outer Senshi began to ask questions, fearing their reactions worse than anyone's. They couldn't explain it, but they were especially protective of the moon princess and would tear them limb from limb when they found out what had happened.

"USAGI WHERE ARE YOU? WE'RE SORRY AND WE'LL DO ANYTHING TO GET YOU BACK AGAIN!" They cried. Luna had gone silent, sleeping at Minako's while they continued the search. Her guilt was overwhelming and knew she had failed in teaching and protecting the princess.

"Usagi..." She whimpered in her sleep, causing Minako to hold her tighter. She missed her white advisor and wondered why he had left her.