Hey! This is a better version of one of my old stories. Goten has a twin sister (Son Emily).
Please forgive me if the timeline is a bit off.
I will try to get straight to the important points of the story without beating around the bush. If you don't understand something please say.
Disclaimer: Do not own DBZ or anything you recognize. Just a Fan.
Introduction:
"I can't believe you are going along with this." Chichi said mildly shocked after Bulma's revelation. She thought for a moment and added "Are you really OK with this?"
The blue haired Capsule Corps heiress and her had never been exactly the best of friends, but Chichi would be somewhat sad to see her go. She was, after all, the only other person beside herself who understood what it was like to be married to a battle loving saiyan.
"I wasn't at first." Bulma smiled "but I am now. Vegeta has never asked for anything from me before" she paused and rolled her eyes for a second "well except for a Gravity Room…"
"So you're really going to bring back his planet?" 18 asked only mildly interested. Her synthetic skin looked the same way it had since before she'd been swallowed up by Cell. Both women gave her a look of jealousy over this but 18 shrugged it away as usual. She'd never cared for any humans aside Krilin and their daughter and she put up with Krilin's friends' wives for him. Besides, it was her who was secretly jealous of them because, even if her robotically enhanced body broke down over time, she would still exist far beyond her husband and daughter's lives- a concept that was a continuing source of dread for her. Nevertheless, the prospect of bringing the whole saiyan race back to life worried her a bit. She couldn't imagine an entire planet full of beings as strong as Goku and Vegeta.
Bulma nodded "Vegeta and Goku are looking for the Dragonballs now."
"Isn't dangerous to bring so many saiyans back to life?" Chichi wondered out loud.
"Not really." Bulma said quietly "Vegeta will be their king and if saiyans never stood a chance against Freeza, what chance do they have against our husbands?"
Chichi grunted in agreement and 18 nodded. Who could argue with that?
Vegetasei:
Two years later
Vegeta stared at Bulma's chest as it heaved up and down while she slept. When Vegeta told her about how he wanted to use the Dragonballs to revive Planet Vegetasei, to say she was shocked was not a strong enough word. Eventually she gave in and Vegeta never asked why. He didn't have to because he knew why she'd agreed to it. She was doing it for him, because she possessed the same drated feelings for him that he had for her; love. It was a concept that for many years of his life Vegeta considered fiction. When he accepted it's existence he considered love to be nothing more than a weakness, a hindering in battle. Because of all his negative connotations of what love was, it took him years and many mistakes to realize how much he loved the woman. Before her, he'd never thought he would be capable of loving another being- much less this much. It was, he used to think, the largest feeling that would ever occupy his tainted soul. He was proved wrong the day his future son was killed during the Cell Games. A pain and rage overcame him unlike anything he'd thought possible. After that, his present son became a constant worry for him. His worry developed into love andit was a stronger love than even what he felt for Bulma. Three years later, his daughter was born and once again he loved. It surprised him to learn how his love didn't divide between his children, but rather multiplied. All he wanted was to protect them and for them to be happy.
He'd always thought true love and happiness was an impossibility for a saiyan. Bulma had given him both, and his greatest hope for his children was that someday they'd fall in love as well and be twice as happy as him. Today, he learned that would be impossible for his son.
It had already been two years since he brought back Planet Vegetasei and taken the throne, but there were still many who opposed him and caused revolts whenever they could. Earlier tonight, his father's old mistress decided to attack. She wasn't very strong but she could do magic so he decided to hear her off himself. Kakarott had teleported over for some reason or another and against Vegeta's wished followed him to fight. He was, he said, curious as to what it was like fighting a being with magical skills. It turned out to be harder than either of them had expected. Together they managed to get her off the planet but not before she did them an irreparable damage. Her words still echoed in his mind.
"This isn't the end Vegeta" Larana spat "Before I leave I will hit you where it hurts the most."
"You are leaving now." Vegeta replied "And will do nothing to this planet or its people." Behind him, Kakarott stood still, powered up and ready to back him up.
"Do not presume to fool me Vegeta. Your country is no longer the most important thing to you, it is your family." The old witch cackled as Vegeta's body paralyzed with fear at the mention of his family. "Love has weakened you Vegeta. Your son will not suffer the same weakness. Despite you wish for him, love will never reach him." Before disappearing she pointed a finger at Kakarott and yelled "He must marry your daughter by the time she is 18 or both, this planet and Earth will be destroyed. They will never believe in love."
"What?" Vegeta yelled alarmed.
"She can't do that! Can she do that?" Kakarott yelled behind him. Larana was pushing up dust and wind with her spell making it hard to see and hear, even with their saiyan eyes.
"I'm doing it for their own good Vegeta!" She screamed and laughed "They must marry for one year, or else."
With one final squeal she disappeared and the wind and dust settled. Kakarott did not look at him. "I'm…I never though." Vegeta struggled, unable to apologize.
"It's not your fault." Kakarott finally looked up with saddened eyes, "Should we have them meet each other?"
"No" Vegeta said, deciding quickly "Let them be happy as long as they can."
Without another word Kakarott disappeared, leaving him to head home and tell his wife what he'd done.
He'd arrived to find her sleeping with their children, just as she always did when there was an attack. Vegeta removed his shirt and lay down next to her. Might be better to tell her in the morning, after all, there was no need to wake her up.
Planet Earth:
Two years later
After four years of battles, Vegeta was finally a respected monarch in Vegetesai. He was finally feared enough to leave for a 30 day vacation with his wife. Because Bulma missed it so much, they headed off to Earth. Vegeta had left his children with the only person he trusted in all of Vegetesai. He was a third class warrior that had quickly upped rankings from third class soldier, to elite soldier, to Captain, to Commander and Chief, and finally to Royal Family personal guard. That man was Burdock, Kakarott's father. His other sons, Radditz and Turtle, served them as bodyguards as well.
They had been on Earth for almost seven days and his wife had still not allowed him to spar with Kakarott. Kakarott's short but loud wife had forbidden him the same. Honestly, when had the two most powerful beings in the universe become so afraid of their wives.
Vegeta stared at the collection of 'Z Fighters' that had gathered around the Capsule Corp living room. All were laughing and reminiscing about old times. Frankly, Vegeta hadn't missed any of them and all he wanted right now was to return to his post and his children. His eyes darted around the room until they found the woman he was looking for. She was laughing at something Kakarott's short bald tag-along friend had said and a warm feeling spread around Vegeta's stomach. Well, he supposed he could endure it all for a couple of weeks.
Vegeta felt a tug at the legs and looked down to find a small female clinging to the fabric of his pants. Kakarot's five year old daughter stared back at him through large green eyes. Her twin brother was rolling around the floor a few feet behind. He looked down at his son's future wife and scowled "What?"
"You are Vegeta, Prince of all saiyans?" she asked quietly.
Vegeta blinked and answered with an unsure "Yes."
The little girl wobbled in front of him and dipped her head slightly "Your Highness."
Before Vegeta could respond Gohan picked up the young girl off the floor. "Come on Emily, don't be bothering Vegeta now."
Vegeta's gazed followed the girl as she waved at him from her brother's arms with her tousled black hair and bright green eyes. Well, at least she's not ugly, he thought before ordering the Namekian to a game of Chess, not ugly in the least.