B-chan-the-editor's Notes: APOSTROPHES WILL RULE THE WORLD XD

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a/n: OK first of all you guys..in this story Goku and Chi chi had another kid. A daughter..I know that in the ACTUAL SERIES they don't...I am not THAT stupid. -.-; So don't write me threatning letters saying "Uh Goku and Chi chi never had a girl.." cause in my story THEY DID!! SO THERE XD Gomen.. ^^;; Late night...anywho I hope ya enjoys it.

~ Kawa

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"Gohan!" A young girl cried as she ran toward her dying brother.

Her brother lay on the ground, yelling in pain as five shadowy figures kicked, punched, and blasted his already tattered body.

"No! Leave him alone!" The young girl cried again, rushing at the figures. She charged as she ran, her hair slowly turning to a bright golden color, and her eyes flashing a bright green.

The figures turned to face her, relieving her brother of their torture for a few moments. Just as she was about to reach them though, the figures and her brother, vanished.

The girl stopped and glanced around, her eyes alert and her mind reaching out to sense any sliver of power or lifeforms about, but none came, not one tiny shred of evidence that the shadowy figures or her brother were present, or alive. The girl straightened out of her fighting stance, but kept her guard around her as she walked along in the black nothingness that surrounded her. Her foot steps echoed, breaking the eerie silence. She stopped after a few more paces and glanced around again. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she was greatly worried of her brother's saftey, but she was a trained warrior, and none of these inner feelings came through to the outside.

"Where can they be?" she muttered to herself.

Unknown to the young girl, her question was soon to be answered, though it was not going to be exactly what she wanted, or anticipated.

The girl stood in dead silence a few moments more before a deafening scream echoed through out the vast nothing she was located in.

"Gohan?!" The girl yelled, concerned. "Gohan, hold on I'm co-"

She stopped abrubtly and stared to her middle, a large hand had grasped her and was pulling her toward the ground.

"Let me go!" she yelled firing energy blasts and punches to the large thing that had grasped her, but her Super Saiyan powers were no match for the large hand ... and she was pulled under into the dark floor ... of the nothing.

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"Amai?! Are you alright sweety?! Amai!"

Amai woke to see her mother shaking her. Her face was covered with sweat, and she looked around her small room, blinking, and then up into her mother's face.

"Are you all right, dear?" her mother asked.

"Yes, mom, I'm fine..." the girl answered. "Why am I all sweaty? And why are you so worried?"

"You were screaming in your sleep! Oh, my poor baby! Did you have a nightmare?"

"I don't remember anything..." she said, blinking.

"You were yelling for Gohan," her mother continued.

"Gohan?" Amai asked, trying hard to think of what she had been dreaming. The only thing she recalled was a deep pain, and a large hand reaching out of the ground, but even those images and feelings were hazy.

"Chi chi whats going on?" a lady yelled, running in. Her blue hair was shoulder length and was held up on the side by a red hair clip.

"Amai had a nightmare," Chi chi said, still looking worriedly at her daughter. "She was yelling for Gohan."

"Good morning, Bulma." Amai said from her bed.

"Good morning, Amai, do you remember what you dreamt?"

Amai shook her head, "All I remember is feeling pain ... and seeing a large hand."

Bulma smiled and waved her hand, laughing a bit. "Oh, Chi chi you have nothing to worry about, it was just a silly nightmare! By your screaming for Amai, I thought she was dying or something!"

Amai looked from Bulma to her mother and groaned. Here it goes... She thought.

"JUST A SILLY DREAM, BULMA?!" Chi chi yelled, standing up. "MY BABY HAD A NIGHTMARE! A NIGHTMARE, BULMA!"

Bulma stared at Chi chi, her arms crossed, her eyes closed, and her brow furrowed. She obviously had predicted this, just as Amai had.

"MY BABY NEEDS HER SLEEP! SHE HAS A LOT OF STUDYING TO DO TO MAKE INTO HIGH SCHOOL!"

"Well, if your daughter needs her sleep, then why are you yelling?" Bulma said, smirking.

Chi chi went to retaliate, but then decided against it, and turned once again to her daughter.

"Would you like to sleep a little more, honey?" she asked, smiling now.

Amai shook her head. "Nah, I think I'll get up. Is breakfast ready?"

Chi chi smiled and nodded. "Yes, but you might want to hurry. Gohan and Goten already started eating."

Amai, hearing her brother's name, leaped from her bed . "He's here?! Gohan's home!"

Chi chi looked at her smallest child as she ran from her room and to the kitchen. "It's good to have them all home."

Bulma smiled. "I brought Trunks over. He's been talking about Amai a lot lately."

Chi chi looked toward Bulma. "Trunks..."

Bulma nodded. "Trunks, I believe ... is expeirencing his first crush."

Chi chi frowned and walked from the room. "I don't think your son is good enough for my baby Amai."

Bulma fumed. "WHAT?! NOT GOOD ENOUGH!? YOU TAKE THAT BACK CHI CHI!"

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"Gohan!" Amai yelled, running to her brother.

Gohan smiled, set aside his seventh [Only his seventh? oo; ~B~] bowl of rice and held his arms open for Amai to leap into. Amai laughed as she hugged her older brother.

"I've missed you so much!" she said.

"I've missed you, too!" Gohan replied patting her back. "I brought Videl and Pan along."

Amai blinked and noticed for the first time, that there was more than family just sitting at her table. And there she was, in her large t-shirt on which Goten had given to her for her pajamas.

Pan giggled. "Good morning, Amai!"

Amai placed her hand behind her head. "Good morning everyone," she laughed.

Videl smiled over to Amai. "No hug for your Sister-in-law?" she said.

Amai laughed and gave Videl a hug. "I'm sorry. I missed you, too!"

Videl grinned and ruffled her hair. "You'd best get dressed."

Amai nodded and gave Goten and Pan quick hugs good morning before running off to her room.

Amai's room was located on the very end of the hallway to the left. She had Gohan's old room, and Gohan's old books, which she studied every day under the strict eye of her mom, who would only let off time to eat, and a time in the afternoon for her to play or train.

Once she had reached her room, Amai shrugged on a green tanktop and jean shorts, and quickly pulled her hair into a ponytail. When she had completed her minor task of getting dressed, she ran back down the hallway and attacked an unguarded bowl of rice.

Which was followed by another bowl ... and another ... and another...

"This is absurd!" came the all-too-familar voice of Vegeta. The Saiyan stood outside of Amai's house, was ranting and raving about the outfit Bulma had bought him.

"I am NOT wearing that femine clothing!" Vegeta growled.

Amai giggled. The clothes Bulma had bought for Vegeta consisted of a white spanish style shirt, frilly front and all. The pants were bright red and flared about a bit, again decorated with a frilly trim.

"What are you laughing at child?" Vegeta yelled to her. "Would YOU wear this?"

Amai shook her head. She liked Vegeta, even though he could be a bit of a jerk at times. But she thought he was very comical, and knew he really meant well.

"Hey, Amai," Trunks said waving as he climbed from the capsule car. "I finally got dad to drive this 'contraption.'"

Amai laughed. "Hey, Trunks, Goten's inside finishing up breakfast."

"All right, thanks," He said walking toward the door. Then he stopped and asked, "Hey, Amai?"

She looked to him. "Yeah?"

"Goten and I are planning to train later in the woods. Do you want to come?"

Amai blinked. They actually wanted HER to come with them to TRAIN? She remebered their younger days when they had never wanted her company while they were training, and she ended up having to take lessons from her mother, which were quite interesting, though they did help.

"Yeah, sure I'll go," she said, smiling.

Trunks smiled. "Great."

"Oh, come on, Vegeta," Bulma argued in the backround. "It's just for a cocktail party! You'll look so sexy!"

"NO! You stupid woman, I am NOT going to wear it!"

Amai giggled again, turned back to the open doorway behind her and looked into her house. Pan soon joined her at the doorway and smiled up at her.

"You want to go spar? My dad taught me some new moves!"

"Sure, let's go!" Amai said.

The two girls wandered into the front yard again where the argument still continued between Saiyan and Human. They ignored the fight, though it was extremely comical.

"So where are we going?" Amai asked as she followed her niece.

"I was thinking the lake. If you don't mind?" Pan asked, her hands resting inside her jean capri pockets.

"Nah, I don't mind." She looked down at her clothes. "I guess it's a good thing I wore clothes that can get dirty."

Pan laughed. "Your mom would prob'ly still have a fit."

Amai smiled and pictured herself returning back to the house covered in mud and water, then winced; It was definitely not going to be pretty.

"Here we are!" Pan said, smiling.

Amai looked up and caught a glimpse of their surroundings. In front of her was a large lake, sparkling in the morning sunlight, and to the side were large trees filled with singing birds.

After a bit more gazing around the two girls began to stretch.

"Don't you think it's kinda weird..." Pan said while stretching her arms above her head.

"What?" Amai asked, stretching out her legs.

"That you're my aunt, but we're exactly the same age?"

Amai blinked. She had never thought of that before. "Yeah, it is kinda weird."

Pan nodded and then clapped her hands. "I'm done."

"Me, too."

"Let's get this party started!" Pan said, going quickly into her fighting stance.

Amai smirked. "Sure you wanna do this?"

Pan shrugged. "What harm could YOU do to me?"

"Suit yourself," she laughed as she lowered herself into her own fighting stance, which looked similar to Gohan's.

The two part-Saiyans stared at each other for a moment and then Pan launched forward, her orange banada ruffling and the chain hanging out of her pocket clinking.

Amai jumped up, landed behind Pan and attempted to knock her off her feet with a swift low kick, but the girl had seen it coming and jumped up, coming at Amai again.

Amai back-flipped and was immediately attacked by Pan with flying punches. She dodged the ones flying at her head and blocked the others, but was soon backed up against a tree.

"Heh, heh, what now Auntie?" Pan said, a smirk spreading across the corner of her mouth.

Amai grinned back and plainly said. "You'll see."

Pan shook her head. "You just don't know when your defe-"

The young saiyan's sentence was cut off by a quick punch to her gut. She fell to the ground, grasping it in pain.

"You let your guard down," Amai explained, crouching next to her. "Don't get cocky in a fight, or you'll never win."

Pan nodded, her eyes closed. "You didnt have to punch so hard..." she complained.

"Sorry, but you're okay, right?"

Pan smiled. "Yeah."

Amai smiled weakly.

"What's wrong?" Pan asked, sitting on the grass still in a little pain.

Amai sat beside her, a puzzled look on her face. "I had this dream ... and I can't remeber what it was about really, but I feel like it's important in some way."

"Well, what DO you remember?" Pan asked, hugging her knees.

"All I remember is feeling a lot of pain ... and a large hand grabbing me."

Pan blinked. "It sounds freaky. I heard from your mom this morning that you were screaming for my dad. What's that mean?"

Amai shrugged. "I don't know..."

Her friend shrugged as well. "Maybe my dad was taking your food or something."

Amai laughed. "I guess that would be scary."

Pan grinned. "And the large hand was him grabbing you away from all your food."

"And the pain was my hunger!"

The girls laughed at their little made-up 'nightmare' Amai could have had.

Pan kept laughing as Amai stopped. She was still concerned with the dream. What was she really scared about? And what was the large hand doing? But her thoughts were interrupted by her mom calling for her.

"Amai, Gohan's leaving!"

"Maaan, I don't want to go," Pan complained as the two stood up.

"I don't want you guys to go, either. That means I have to spend the afternoon with Goten and Trunks."

Pan laughed. "You're Lucky! My mom's taking me into town to look at dresses. You'll prob'ly get to train with Goten and Trunks if they let you," she pouted.

Amai nodded. "Yeah, Trunks asked me."

"Oh, really?" Pan said, frowning.

"What's wrong?"

"Trunks has the hots for you, I think." Pan said, looking all-knowing, though a look of jealousy hung on her face.

Amai blushed. "Trunks, like me? I doubt it."

About then the girls had reached the house, where Vegeta now stood clad in his Spanish outfit.

The two girls stifled their giggles as they walked passed the fuming saiyan.

"This is so embarrassing!" Vegeta yelled.

"Well, goodbye, little sis," Gohan said, hugging Amai once again. "Be good for mom, okay?"

"I will. And Gohan?"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful..."

Gohan smiled. "I will. Keep up the studies."

Amai smiled and then turned to give Videl a hug. "Take care of Gohan for me," she whispered.

Videl smiled and replied in a whisper. "I will, I promise."

Amai smiled and then hugged Pan. "Keep up those moves Pan. And don't forget what I taught you."

Pan grinned and made a peace sign.

Amai giggled and waved as the family climbed into their capsule car.

"Now, inside, young lady, you have books to attend to." Chi chi said, shooing her inside.

Amai sighed. "Yes, mom."

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A/N : Go easy on this one you guys!! Its my first major DBGT story ^^;; All my others are comedy..this one is actually gonna have a real plot and all...so don't be to hard on me!! But tell me what you think :D Depending on the reviews I get will decide if I continue this or not...so review away!

Arigatou...
Kawa ^_^