Three Children, One Heart

By: Stacey

Any of the respective Dbz characters or settings in this story is property of Akira Toriyama.

Chapter 1- The Unwilling Heart

Nearly 3 months have past since the near destruction of Earth by Cell and things have finally started to calm down. Yet, for one family, this peace will only bring about trouble.

SLAM! Razin looked over his shoulder towards the stairs, his arms out stretched along the back of the couch. He sighs and turns his heads back to continue watching the television. "…Any minute now…"

A rush of footsteps could be heard coming quickly down the stairs and towards the area where Razin was relaxing. Suddenly, his eyes widen as he realizes that the foot steps had stopped. He turns quickly to see a marble notebook flying at his face. "Oh cr-" the notebook makes contact with his face as he sits there glaring at his younger sister, his face red from the hit and his slick black hair lightly covering his dark green eyes. "What the hell was that for Ezra!"

"For going into my room and taking my notebook!" her hands sat on her hips and she looked down at him with those intense violet eyes, just like their mother's.

"H-hey…wait a minute! I was only trying to help! You were always complaining so loud about not being able to think of other words or better descriptions to use!" He looked up at her, pushing his hair out of his eyes with one hand and giving a small smile that said- please don't hurt me too badly!

"…" She smiled and reached over and grabbed her notebook from the floor. "Make sure next time you ask me to go into my room and get my notebook. Otherwise…" She slapped him on the back of the head with the marble book. "It'll be worse than that for the next time!"

"Well, well… For once your father or I didn't have to step in between you two. Good job!" An applaud was heard behind Ezra and the two looked to see their mother standing there, clapping. Her long straight brown hair came over her left shoulder, her eyes shining with accomplishment. "I'm so glad you two are getting along better than before." She pushed off the wall and walked towards them, a grin on her face. "I remember when your father and I used to have to pull you two off of each other. You used to fight like lions over territory!"

Razin sighed. "Yeah, I'm glad too. Ezra may be younger than me, but hell she's strong….plus she fought dirty with me. So unfair back then… I'm just glad she doesn't do that now - especially after all the new training Dad's been giving her."

Ezra grinned. "I bet I could beat you if we sparred!"

Razin chuckled nervously. "Uh… Yeah you probably could… But how about this: let's not find out by battling each other." He gave Ezra a pleading look as he rested his chin on the couch's back board. Before he pouted, lifted up his chin and rubbed it mumbling, "…Uncomfortable couch…"

Ezra giggled and turned towards her mother. "How long will it be till dinner? I wanna see if I time before hand to go out into the woods and exercise."

Hoshiko smiled. "You really are a tomboy sometimes. But unfortunately there isn't that much time today. How about tomorrow, Ezra?"

Ezra shrugged. "Looks like it'll have to be tomorrow." She smiled, excused herself, and went back up to her bedroom, notebook in hand as she began reading through the notes from Razin.

"She may be a tomboy as of right now, but she'll be a great woman when the time comes." Hoshiko smiled.

"…Where did that come from, Mom?"

"Oh…nothing!" She smiled and giggled as she made her way back into the kitchen.

Razin sighed and rolled his eyes as he flopped onto the cushions once both left the room. …Girlsandwomenarejustweird.Can'tseemtounderstandthem….IwonderhowDaddoesit?He shifted his head back and looked out the window. Ineedsomethinginterestingtohappenthatdoesn'tinvolvewomenandgirlsandtheirconfusingways.

"MOMMY! DADDY!"

Razin bolted up from the couch and saw his mother make a dash at the stairs.

"Razin, finish dinner for me! Your father and I will take care of Alondra!"

Razin stared at the steps, hearing his youngest sister, Alondra, crying. Ally… He stood up and began to walk towards to the stairs, but stopped when he heard his father telling Ezra to go back into her room. "Guess I should finish dinner…"

He walked into the kitchen and he narrowed his eyes at what he saw. The table was already set, the food was placed on the table, and all of the dishes were done as well. "Really, Mom. You teach me how to cook… and then whenever something happens and you tell me to 'finish dinner,' everything's already finished." He sighed yet again and headed to the fridge. "The only thing I can do is gets drinks for everyone."

"Hey Razin! Your mother's sorry about leaving you to finish up cooking. But she appreciates it." Raylor stopped in his tracks when he saw Razin holding five cups in his hand, two of them glass, three plastic. "Uh… How about you let me help with that?"

"I'm fine, Dad. I'm not filling them up here and then carrying them. Plus," He placed all the cups at the seats and headed over to the counter where he left the pitchers out of juices and milk. "I'm not as clumsy as Ezra with cups."

Raylor laughed. "I guess you're right about that. Nothing to worry about here then!"

"Hey, Dad? …Is Alondra alright?"

Raylor's face softened as Razin asked this. "…She had a dream that scared her really badly. Apparently, your mother and I were gone."

Razin stayed quiet as he poured himself a cup of orange juice. "Was it a premonition dream like Mom's?"

"…We aren't sure about it. But Razin," He walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about us. We can handle ourselves if something happens. Besides, you know me! I don't go down easily without a fight!" He smiled warmly.

Razin shook his head. "Yeah that's for sure, Dad. Ezra's the same way as you are. She won't do something difficult without giving it her all." He sat down in his chair and looked up at his father. "I'll admit I'm envious of Ezra for that."

Raylor smiled softly and took his own seat as they waited for the girls. "…It's ok to be envious of your sister…but you know how she acts before she thinks in battles. That's why she needs an older brother who thinks of details to keep her safe."

Razin blinked and smiled as he held his cup in his hand and stared into the ripples. "…Yeah that's very true, Dad. She is impulsive just a bit too much."

"Sorry for the wait you two!" Hoshiko, Ezra, and Alondra came walking into the kitchen. They all took their seats and dinner finally started.

"So, I heard that you want to head out to the forest and get some exercising done, Ezra."

Ezra nodded at the father as she chewed her chicken. "Yeah, I'd like to. It's been a while since I've practiced evading in the forest."

Raylor smiled. "You have the fighting spirit of the Saiyans. You truly do have our blood in you."

Ezra smiled. "I guess so. Just a bit more than Razin and Alondra do at the moment."

Razin narrowed his eyes and glared at Ezra. "Thanks a lot, Ezra."

Ezra stuck out her tongue. "Well it's true! Besides, I just said 'atthemoment.' You never know what's going to happen in the future."

Razin shrugged his shoulders. "You have a point there, I'll give you that much."

"What's that suppose to mean, huh?"

"That you act too much before you think. For example, you're standing up now." He looked up at her and met his green eyes with her violet.

"Tch!" She sat back down and continued eating, completely ignoring Razin for the rest of the meal and most of the night.

Later that night, Razin lay on his bed, his music playing. Lately his mind has been wondering about. MaybeIshouldstarttraininglikeEzra.IamofSaiyanblood…butIsuredon'tactlikeit.Notlikeshedoesanyway…. He turned onto his side and lowered his music just a bit. Shouldn'tIhaveabitmoreenergytodosomethinguseful?Ratherthanjustbetheprotectivebigbrother?Idon'twanttodonothingandjustwatchEzrahavetodoallofthefightingalone."Ugh!" He sat up and stared at his closet door intensely. "Something… There's gotta be something…" Razin stood and walked over to his windowsill and looked out into the dark night sky. Whatif… "Got it!"

Razin went out into the hall way and knocked at his parents bedroom. "Hey Dad? You here?"

The door opened and his father stepped out. "What's up, Razin? Something wrong?"

"Not really…but I was wondering. Before you got your sword, did you practice with a wooden sword or did you just go straight to the sword?"

Raylor looked down at Razin with interest. "Well, I sure wasn't expecting that from you." He chuckled. "I actually went straight to the sword; it was kind of a last minute thing for me. I wasn't expecting to use a sword in battle at all, but after one battle I had no choice."

Razin nodded. "Ok…Thanks, Dad!" He turned and was about to re-enter his room when he stopped. "Oh, by the way, is it ok if I head into West City tomorrow? I'd like to go see if I can find something."

Raylor smiled, realizing what Razin wanted to do. "Sure, but how about if you take Ezra with you as well? Or at least ask her if she'd like to go with you."

Razin smiled. "Alright, I have no problem with that. Thanks a lot Dad!" He disappeared back into his room and all that could be heard was the sound of moving things around.

"Ha! Just like me sometimes! Gets an idea and won't stop till he at least tries it out… Atta boy." Raylor smiled and went back into his room.