Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with the Dragonball series, except Appura and Ima.

Author's note: This is set after the defeat of Majin Buu. Gohan IS NOT with Videl in this fan fiction; they are just friends and she does appear.

Chapter 1

Vegeta's secret

Gohan touched down outside Capsule Corp just after his dad and Goten landed. They hadn't seen Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks for five or six months. Gohan was on study leave from school, studying for his final exams which were just a few weeks away. He'd done most of his work for today yesterday so he could come see the Briefs family with his father and brother. Goku went in through the back door, not even knocking. Goten and Gohan followed. Gohan hoped they were in as the three Son men hadn't called ahead.

The back door led straight into the kitchen. Bulma was stood at the table, putting snacks into a back pack. She looked up as Goku walked in. "Goku!" she cried, putting a can of soda back down and running over to her friend. She hugged him tightly. "What...what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Thought we'd come visit," said Goku, smiling before looking over at the back pack, "Are you going somewhere?" Bulma looked back over at the table.

"Oh, no, I'm not, but Trunks and Vegeta were about to go out," said Bulma, walking back over to the table. Goten made a noise of disappointment. "I'm sorry, Goten," said Bulma, "I would ask if you could go too, but Vegeta will probably say no." The door that led into the rest of the house swung open and Trunks walked in, fastening the last button on a polo shirt. "Hey, mom," he said, not really looking up, "Do you think this is ok?" Bulma looked over at her son.

"Oh, honey, you look so handsome!" she said, smiling before kneeling in front of him and starting to straighten his hair out a little. Vegeta walked in just a moment after Trunks. "Is he ready?" he asked Bulma, ignoring Goku, Gohan and Goten. Bulma looked up at Vegeta before standing up.

"Yes," she said, handing the back pack to her husband before turning back to Trunks, "Now, Trunks, behave yourself, remember your manners, shoes off before you go into the house and if Ima tells you to do something, you do it, mister! Understand?"

"Yes, mom," said Trunks.

"Oh, but I wanna play with Trunks," wailed Goten. Vegeta finally looked over at the Son family and rolled his eyes. He looked at Bulma.

"Don't look at me, it's up to you," she said.

"Fine, can't hurt," muttered Vegeta, "You three can come along. I have to make a call first." He turned on his heel and headed into the hallway.

"So where are you guys going?" Goku asked Trunks.

"We're going to Ima and Appura's house," said Trunks, excitedly, "I've never been before."

"Who are Ima and Appura?" asked Gohan. Bulma bit her lip before walking over and closing the hallway door, blocking off Vegeta's voice. She then turned around to look at them. "Ima and Appura are...Saiyans..." she said, watching as Gohan and Goku's jaws dropped.

"Wha...why didn't we know about them?" asked Gohan when he recovered his voice.

"Vegeta only told me a couple of years ago, you see, Ima is..." she paused, "Sort of his ex-girlfriend, I guess is our equivalent." Gohan and Goku's jaws dropped again.

"And Appura's their daughter; my big sister," said Trunks, puffing out his chest as if he were proud of that. Gohan steadied himself on the counter. That was a lot to take in.

"But how did they get here?" he asked. The door opened.

"Ima ran away when she found out she was pregnant," said Vegeta as he walked in. He'd obviously been listening in. "She landed here," he continued, "It's ok for you to come too." He then turned and headed back out to the front. Bulma went after him and the others followed her. They found Vegeta waiting out the front with a car. He'd put the back pack in the back seat and had climbed into the driver's seat. Goku looked confused. "Vegeta passed his driving test about five years ago after I broke my leg when Daddy was on a six month cruise with mom," Bulma whispered to him. Goku nodded. "Shotgun!" he shouted before leaping into the front passenger seat. The boys groaned and got into the back seat of the car. There was some squabbling which ended with Gohan sat in the middle so both of the younger boys could have a window seat. "Ok, see you later, guys!" called Bulma as Vegeta started the engine.

The drive there was silent save from Trunks and Goten chatting to each other. Goku and Gohan were still trying to process what they'd been told. Another Saiyan had been hiding out here on Earth all this time and they had had no idea. Vegeta drove to the other side of the city to a very affluent area. He pulled up at the gates outside a large house. Gohan stared up at the house; it was huge but still only about half the size of the Capsule Corp compound. Vegeta reached out and pressed a button on the intercom. A buzzer went off and a camera whizzed around to look at the car. The sound of a headset being lifter came through. "Hey Dad," came a girl's voice, "Hang on just a moment." Another buzzer sounded and the gate swung open. Vegeta drove in. He parked the car just outside the front door and killed the engine. The door opened and a girl stood there. Her hair was black and in a chin-length bob with a spiky fringe. She wore a blue headband and a blue dress with white boots. She was lean and about an inch or two shorter than Vegeta. A long brown tail was wrapped around her waist. Trunks and Vegeta got out the car. "Kakarot, and his two brats," said Vegeta before heading into the house. The girl stayed stood where she was, looking at the Son family as they got out the car.

"Hi, I'm Goku," said Goku, walking up and extending a hand to her.

"Appura," she said, taking his hand, "I thought my dad just called you Kakarot."

"Kakarot is my Saiyan name, but only Vegeta calls me that," said Goku, "These are my sons, Gohan and Goten." Appura turned to the two boys and waved. Gohan's jaw dropped. He knew who she was. Her name, or rather her stage name was Apple Vee and she was a very popular singer. Gohan was a fan to say the least, his t-shirt bore the same image as her first album cover, he had a few posters of her up at home and he had pre-ordered her next album with a little help from Videl. Appura smiled at him and extended a hand. "Hi, Gohan, nice to meet you," she said. Gohan took her hand but the pair immediately pulled them apart as what felt like an electric shock passed through them. "Err, sorry," said Gohan, "It's nice to meet you too Apple, I mean, Appura." Appura smiled again.

"It's ok," she said, "Are you a fan?" She pointed at Gohan's shirt. Gohan blushed a little.

"Err, yeah," he said.

"C'mon inside," said Appura, "I just made some tea."

Gohan looked around. He couldn't believe it. He was sat in Apple Vee's house, in her living room, on the chairs that she sat in. Admittedly none of his teenage day dreams had involved his dad, Goten, Vegeta and Trunks being there too. They were sat in what seemed to be a formal living room. A coffee table was surrounded by two two-seater sofas and two arm chairs. His dad and Goten were sat on one sofa, Trunks was sat on a chair and Vegeta and Gohan were sat on the other sofa. The door opened and Appura came in. She carried a tray which carried a teapot, four cups and two cans of soda for Trunks and Goten. She put the tray on the table and handed the cans to the boys, before pouring tea for herself, Vegeta and Gohan and Goku. She sat down on the last chair and sipped her tea. The minutes passed in silence until Vegeta slammed down his empty tea cup. "Nicely done," he said, "But I should have been served first." He raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, Dad," she said, "The boys looked thirsty. I didn't know..."

"Just because I've brought others with me doesn't mean you throw royal protocol out the window," snapped Vegeta, "Now, where's your mother?"

"Erm, at work, Dad," said Appura, sneaking another sip of her tea. Vegeta grunted in response before glancing over at her. "Couldn't find anything more decent to wear?" he grunted. Appura looked down.

"I...I think I look nice," she said quietly. Vegeta snorted in response. A hurt look flashed across Appura's face. Vegeta didn't even look over, he just snapped another question. "What order should we have been served in?"

"Erm, you, Trunks, Go...Kakarot, Gohan, Goten and then myself," said Appura quietly.

"Good, now if Kakarot were an Elite?"

"You, Kakarot, Trunks, Gohan, Goten and then myself," replied Appura, looking down at the tea cup in her lap, her hands shaking slightly. Her voice was shaking too.

"Well, at least some of your training has sunk into that little brain of yours," said Vegeta, "Though apparently, dressing like a lady went in one ear and out the other." Appura's hands shook more noticeably as he spoke until she dropped the half-full tea cup and ran from the room, tears streaming down her face. Goku and Gohan stared at Vegeta in silence, amazed at how rude he'd been to his own daughter. "Why do you always have to make her cry?" asked Trunks quietly, small tears in the corners of his eyes. Goten chose that moment to burst into tears. Over the sound of his wailing, Gohan heard the front door slam shut. The door of the living room burst open. A woman was stood there. She was almost identical to Appura only she was clearly older. Vegeta leapt out of his seat when he saw the look of pure fury on her face. Goten stopped crying and scrambled onto Goku's lap. Goku remained rooted to the spot in fear as did Gohan. The woman started walking forward and Vegeta backed away from her. "Who the hell do you think you are?" shouted the woman, moving further forward so Vegeta stumbled and fell over the coffee table, "You come into my house and start berating my daughter over what she wears? Listen up Vegeta, I agreed to allow you into Appura's life but I did not agree to you upsetting her like this!"

"She's my daughter too, Ima," barked Vegeta, getting to his feet, "And as my first-born, she is charged with learning our people's history."

"Yes, our history," said Ima, "But, listen up, Vegeta, she lives on Earth, she's a teenager, she's going to dress like an Earth teenager, we're not on Planet Vegeta anymore!" Vegeta didn't say anything, probably because he knew Ima was right.

"Go, and apologise to your daughter if you ever want to see her again," said Ima weakly. Vegeta didn't even look at her, he just left the room. Ima sank onto the sofa and put her head in her hands.

"Are you ok?" asked Goku as he released Goten. Goten scrambled off the sofa and ran off with Trunks to play outside.

"Yeah, I'm fine, Kakarot, it just wears me out fighting with Vegeta," said Ima. Goku looked surprised.

"How did you know my name?" asked Goku.

"Oh, I knew your brother, he spoke of you a couple of times," she said, waving a hand nonchalantly.

"I can't believe Apple Vee is Vegeta's daughter," said Gohan, quickly changing the subject away from his murderous uncle.

"Oh yeah she is!" said Ima, "She can be just as stubborn as he is if she feels like it and when her hair is cut too short, it stands up on end like his." She pulled off her cap and ran a hand through her hair. "You're not like other Saiyans are you?" said Goku.

"No, I'm not," said Ima, "I am...was a high priestess of Thuranz, serving the Elite and the Royal family of Vegeta. I've known Vegeta since he was a child and he's as stubborn and hard-headed as his father was." She covered her eyes.

"How did..." Gohan started.

"Did I survive the planet's destruction? Simple, I was off-planet with the King and Prince at the time," she answered in bored tone. A door slammed upstairs. She tilted her head as if listening in. She smiled a little. "He's apologising," she said quietly, "I knew I could still make him do what I wanted." She stood up and began to leave the room. Goku watched her dumbfounded for a moment before finding his voice. "How did you do that?" he called as he got up and followed her.