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~Omni Pov, Planet Vegeta~

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Darles made her way slowly, to the throne room, her face filled with nothing but tired annoyance.

'She's no doubt going to bring up the past again... Why won't she just let go?' She thought, a little depressed. Periodically, every three months, the queen would call her to the throne room to talk like they used to, back when a certain saiyan left...

As she made her to the entrance she passed a female saiyan with a child. She noted it as an uncommon occurrence and left it alone, but shortly after passing numerous long halls, two guards stood there.

As she inched closer, they kneeled.

"You don't need to do this anymore... I'm no longer the princess..." Darles said firmly. Her eyes flashed a melancholic gleam, noticed by the two guards.

"Yes, that may be true, but you were a respectable princess, and for that, we will continue to show the appropriate respect!" The saiyan guard answered proudly for himself, and his companion.

*The door opens*

"Thank you" Darles swiftly smiled, whispering to the men, then quickly walking forward...

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"You're here..." The queen said.

"Yes, I am here your majesty..." Darles answered, kneeling in her attire.

"Your response slowly gets more distant as the months pass by..." Rosetta said, pausing for a moment, she then added.

"How are you doing recently, Darles? Is your new 'caller' job serving you well?" Rosetta asked.

"It has been 'serving' me alright..." Darles said, with a tired tone under her breath.

The queen chuckled a little, folding her open legs in the process.

"But you know why it wasn't the only reason why I called you here... Sit' The queen said.

"My queen, unfortunately, due to my circumstances, I cannot-" Darles said, getting cut off.

"It's an order" Rosetta added. She wouldn't allow the younger saiyan to attempt to dissuade her anymore or bring up any 'circumstance' she always coincidently had. Especially because she knew when Dalres' work was finished.

"...Yes my queen," Darles said hesitantly.

She couldn't fight her way out of this one, nor was she able to even if she tried. Not only had she slacked off on training when she attained the ascended form, but after that. There weren't many if any, efforts in physical activity.

"Good. I have news about rumors from the western quadrant... It's the tuffles. I hear they are preparing something big. Saiyans that venture to that side aren't even returning to home base either..." The queen said, closing her eyes, and sighing.

Darles' eyes widened.

"The, tuffles... We can't just sit back and do nothing. I am sure the saiyans that never returned have worried you..." Darles said. Her tone was now filled with concern for her people.

The queen, however, leaned forward, rubbing the bridge of her nose. The thoughts of her people just disappearing was rather upsetting.

"I know... However, all we have are rumors to go off of, but they must be true. The men I sent are loyal to the last saiyan bone in their bodies. They wouldn't just abandon their planet, especially my friend, whom I sent on the search mission a couple of weeks ago..." The queen said, a saddened visage gracing her features.

"To this day, even a couple of minutes ago a mother and her child came here asking for her late husband... Do you know what it feels like to have a mother coming to you about her husband and child's father? To tell a lie that I don't know where he is, or if he's alive?" The queen stated.

Both frustration and depression leaked from her voice.

"I wish he was here... Daiko would have thought of a solution by now," Rosetta said, her hand covering her face.

"Well, he isn't. We need to move on now..." Darles added.

The queen sighed. "Really? We both know he isn't dead, Darles. Why do you-"

"He is, dead... No communication for a year means that a saiyan is either rogue or dead. And there are no signs of him throughout the cosmos either, I've looked... Let's just please, move on. Daiko is-"

"I'm what now?" A being said, popping out of thin air, right next to Rosetta. Both females turned and readied themselves instantly. However, when they saw who it was, or rather who 'they' were, silence filled the throne.

Our main protagonist just looked confused, along with his clone too.

"Hey Rosetta, hey Darles! Did you guys miss me?"

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"Y-You're... Here..." Rosetta asked, being the first one to get out of her shock. She looked at both men, up and down. Seeing not one, but two main protagonists.

"Ho-How is this even... What am I seeing, how did... Pop-out of existence?" Rosetta stammered. She still couldn't believe her eyes.

Darles on the other hand was still wondering what was even happening. Her long-time crush just upped and popped out of absolutely nowhere, and not only was there one of Daiko but there was also another Daiko.

'It couldn't be... Is that really him? He looks so much different now. His hair was far less spiky than it used to be, and he was taller...' Her eyes trailed over his new form.

His attire was different from the other, which she remembered.

(This Daiko was wearing a black jacket, and blue jeans combo. While the clone was wearing the saiyan attire)

She saw how he looked, and realized how much he had changed, his physique had now 'fully' developed with width and thickness, and his hands were now hardened and calloused from what seemed to be grueling years of training, something rare amongst even the toughest of saiyans.

His hair had lengthened a little, as well as being slightly silkier too, with strands of red mixed into the sides. His facial features were much different from what she remembered, his face now far more pleasing to look at.

Not that he wasn't attractive before, he was just far more handsome now...

Darles suddenly felt her womb tighten from the bulge she could see from his strange yet fitting attire, her body betraying the thoughts she once had about the saiyan being either dead or gone...

She wasn't a very romantic person. It was to get rid of the itch she felt nothing more and ever since the day he first left, she no longer had an interest in partners, nor was she good at conveying her emotions well. But, his arrival back, instantly changed that...

'Oh, no...' She thought. The thump in her chest getting harder to control...

'Just when I was getting over him. Just when I thought I could move on... He comes back bigger, and better than before...'

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