Author: Kiarene

First published: 7th – 15th April 2002

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Chapter 1: Dad's a She?!

Trunks sat on a rock, one leg drawn up as he looked around nervously. Scanning the assorted group nearby, he wondered if the information his mom told him had somehow been mistaken. None of them fitted the description mom gave him of Vegeta - short, muscular, perpectual bad mood and trademark flame hair.

The Z fighters chatted among themselves, gossiping about the mysterious lavender-haired teen and his news of Goku's soon arrival. Two figures sat silently apart, uncomfortable with the chirpy group. Piccolo meditated in his usual cross-legged mid-air position while Vegeta sat scowling on a rock nearby.

Vegeta glared at the tall lavender-haired warrior, her mind a chaotic jumble. How can HE be a super saiyan? First that third class baka, now that upstart teen! It's not fair! I'm the Saiyan no oujo! I should be the first super saiyan! She pursed her full red lips in an angry pout, ebony eyes staring daggers. And now I'm forced to wait for that third class baka like some commoner!

Suddenly, the mysterious teen stood up suddenly, looking at his timepiece. "Goku should be here any minute." He announced. Sure enough, a small pod ship entered the atmosphere a few minutes later and a puzzled looking Goku, dressed in some outlandish clothes, stepped out.

Trunks insisted on talking to Goku alone for a while. He briefly told Goku of the future he came from and handed him a small vial of medicine for Goku's heart virus. When Trunks came to the part where he killed Frieza and Cold as a Super Saiyan, Goku was predictably curious as to his origins.

"Ah, that's because I'm Vegeta's son." Goku's face visibly fell and an expression of pain flashed across his countenance. Goku stared miserably at the fine lavender hair and bright blue eyes of the teen in front of him as his heart broke. Vegeta's son...with that colouration. So his father won't be me...

Trunks looked in confusion at Goku's downcast expression. "Um, could you tell me who Vegeta is?"

Goku looked at Trunks in surprise for a moment before indicating the petite brunette with an inclination of his head. Trunks stared in shock. That gorgeous girl in a tight pink T-shirt with 'BADGURL' splashed across her busty front and fitting yellow three-quarter pants? Her black hair rose in a gravity-defying style and spiky tendrils trailed down the nape of her neck to her shoulder blades. Spiky bangs hid a widow's peak.

Trunks gaped, his mouth opening and closing a few times before he stuttered out hoarsely. "Vegeta's a female?!"

Goku looked curiously at Trunks. "Oh yeah, very female." He turned to look wistfully at the object of his desire.

"I must have entered the wrong time-line by mistake!" At Goku's puzzled look, he explained. "Vegeta's my father! Mom showed me a picture of him and told me stories. He's definitely male. A very bad-tempered male too.'

Goku's eyes widened in shock as he tried to assimilate this information. A distance away, Piccolo's ears twitched in shock and his eyes blinked rapidly, the only outward sign of his shock at the overheard conversation. Vegeta shot him a suspicious look but nobody else had appeared to notice the Namekian's lapse.

"So do I know your mom?" Goku asked curiously.

Trunks nodded, grinning. "Oh yeah, she's your best friend."

"Nani! Bulma??"

The two fell silent for a while. Trunks was wondering how to rectify his mistake while Goku grinned happily as he realized that he still had a chance with Vegeta after all.

After Trunks left, Goku flew back to his friends, happy to be home finally. He had missed Earth and his friends and he had really looked forward to seeing Vegeta again. He had been ecstatic when he found out that she had been revived on Earth - when Frieza killed the fiery Saiyan princess, Goku had gone mad with grief and that catalyzed his transformation to super saiyan.

After exchanging greetings with his son and friends, he turned to the Saiyan no oujo who had been standing a distance away sullenly.

"Vegeta!" Undeterred by her cold response, he continued cheerily. "Do you have a place to stay?"

"Oh, Vegeta's staying with me at the moment." Bulma broke in, smiling. "After all, it would be awkward for her to stay with any of the other male fighters and she doesn't know her way around Earth. Besides, I've plenty of space."

Goku rubbed his head sheepishly. Shucks. I had been hoping to invite her to stay with me, now that Chi Chi's gone. Goku had broken up with Chi Chi soon after his fight with Vegeta on Earth. The two hadn't been really close; Chi Chi had tricked him into marriage and he had stayed with her because of Gohan. After he met Vegeta, he realized that what he felt for Chi Chi didn't compare to the attraction he felt for the feisty princess and had broken up with Chi Chi to pursue his heart. And pursue he did, all the way across the galaxy to Namek and finally back to Earth again. Chi Chi had left in a huff, leaving him custody of Gohan. The easy-going warrior brightened. Bulma's my best friend and I drop by frequently. He smiled happily as he planned his courtship of his scowling princess.

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A/N: How does Vegeta look?

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