Disclaimer:I OWN GOKU!
Otaku:**evil glare**
Kira-hime:Heh....or not.....Okay, okay. Dragonball Z and all affiliated
characters are the sole property of Akira Toriyama/Bird Studio.
Otaku:Do da dedications!
Kira-hime:Okay! I wanna dedicate this to Otaku, my dear little brother and
proofreader-
Otaku:**bows**
Kira-hime:- J.J., Aruma, you know who you are, my co-proofreader and
"kassan", my muse, Goten the Birdie-
Goten:**kawaii grin**
Kira-hime:-and **shudder** FUNimation, for bringing me DBZ in the first
place. Eew....I dedicated something to FAGimation.....**author showers
repeatedly**
Chapter One Past Secrets Come Haunting thegreathooble@yahoo.com
Two pairs of feet, pounding in perfect rythym down the pavement, away from an angry mob of West City people carrying guns.
"Woah!" yelled the younger, barely dodging a bullet. "Kira, this is stupid! Let's just-"
"No!" yelled the older. "Otaku, you know better! It would only prove their- ah!" she jumped over a fallen fence post. "Point!" They continued running.
It wasn't long until they came to the middle of the city, where the Capsule Corporation building was located.
"Kira!" yelled Otaku. "This is it!" Kira brushed green hair out of her violet eyes and looked back.
"We can't put them in danger!"
"So let's FLY ALREADY!" Otaku's blood-red eyes were pleading. "Kira! If they die because of us-"
"OKAY!" Kira yelled. "Let's go!" Orange hair flying around him, Otaku took to the air above the building. Kira tried to hold off the crowd, to no effect. She soon joined her brother in the air.
"WE KNEW IT!" yelled a random mob member.
"FREAKS!"
"KILL THEM!" Guns fired, and Kira easily ki-blasted the bullets.
"We don't want to hurt you!" She yelled.
"We don't believe you!"
"You already killed someone!"
"It was an accident!" Otaku protested.
"Stop," Kira ordered her brother. "It's no use talking to these people." Otaku felt her ki rise exponetionally. (Big word....it means a whole whole lot, BTW.)
"Kira! What are you doing?" Her eyes had grown dark.
"Help me, Otaku. I can't make that big of a blast on my own." Tears streaming down his face, the young one raised his own ki level, and together, they blasted the crowd.
Vegeta awoke with a start in his room next to Bulma. He felt an extremely large ki nearby.... Careful not to wake his wife, he pulled his clothes on (wink wink) and went outside. Looking up, he saw two pairs of feet, swinging together in perfect rythym. He flew up to find two.....children......sitting on his roof, the younger one sobbing dryly, no tears coming from his eyes.
"Who are you? What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded, raising his ki just a bit to scare them. The older one, a girl, raised her violet eyes to his face.
"Prince Vegeta?" She asked, her eyes wide. While he was shocked to hear his title used again, he simply nodded.
"Hai. Who are you?" She stood and bowed to the Saiyajin.
"My name is Anakira. This is my brother Otakunei. We....we're you're children."
"Vegeta?" Bulma called from inside. "Vegeta, nani des ka?"
"Nothing!" He said sharply. "Go back to sleep." He turned back to the children. "You're lying. It's not possible."
"My mother's name is Hikari," Kira spoke up.
"Why bother telling him?" Otaku snapped. "It's not like the Prince of the Saiyajins can be expected to remember the names of all his whores!" Vegeta's eyes grew angry and pulled his hand back to smack the boy. Kira moved quickly and blocked the blow. Her own eyes had grown black and stormy. With a shock, Vegeta reconigzed the expression and lowered his hand.
"No one ever strikes my brother," she said in a low, dangerous voice. "Or there'll be hell to pay." She pointed to Otaku, still sitting on the roof. "His mother is Michirru. We both look exactly like our mothers. Don't tell me you don't reconigze us." She put on a tranquil expression, and a face jumped into Vegeta's memory.
"I...I do," he admitted. "But....I never knew....why are you here?" Kira took a deep breath.
"That," she said, "Is a long, complex, very annoying story."
"I have time," said the Prince. "And I'm very patient." He sat next to the children. "I'm just not going to float there all night."
"Fine," Kira said. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
Kira-hime:AAAAAHHHHHHH! SHORT! FRIGGIN! CHAPTER! DAMMIT! **beats self over head with large STOP-WRITING-SHORT-CHAPTERS-YOU-KUSO-NINGEN-NO-BAKA- KUSOTARRES-MALLET-OF-DEATH** Otaku:**sweatdrop** Gomen nasai......baka Saiyajin...... Kira-hime:I AM NOT BAKA! Otaku:Yes you are....it said so on your mallet. Kira-hime:-_-;; Otaku:And why'd you say Veggie was patient? Vegeta:WHAT DID YOU CALL ME? Otaku:Uh.....que pasa? Goten:-_-;; Kira-hime:Review, please! You can also read this fic on www.fanfiction.net, if you care. Pen name: Lady Spirits of Love! A joint account with my "kassan", Aruma Minamino!
Otaku:I have no part of that..... I FEEL SO UN-LOVED!!! Kira-hime:**sweatdrop** poor chiisana Otaku......ANYWAYS....Email me at kkpt567@yahoo.com or the address at the top. 10 CHALLENGES AND I WILL CONTINUE!
Chapter One Past Secrets Come Haunting thegreathooble@yahoo.com
Two pairs of feet, pounding in perfect rythym down the pavement, away from an angry mob of West City people carrying guns.
"Woah!" yelled the younger, barely dodging a bullet. "Kira, this is stupid! Let's just-"
"No!" yelled the older. "Otaku, you know better! It would only prove their- ah!" she jumped over a fallen fence post. "Point!" They continued running.
It wasn't long until they came to the middle of the city, where the Capsule Corporation building was located.
"Kira!" yelled Otaku. "This is it!" Kira brushed green hair out of her violet eyes and looked back.
"We can't put them in danger!"
"So let's FLY ALREADY!" Otaku's blood-red eyes were pleading. "Kira! If they die because of us-"
"OKAY!" Kira yelled. "Let's go!" Orange hair flying around him, Otaku took to the air above the building. Kira tried to hold off the crowd, to no effect. She soon joined her brother in the air.
"WE KNEW IT!" yelled a random mob member.
"FREAKS!"
"KILL THEM!" Guns fired, and Kira easily ki-blasted the bullets.
"We don't want to hurt you!" She yelled.
"We don't believe you!"
"You already killed someone!"
"It was an accident!" Otaku protested.
"Stop," Kira ordered her brother. "It's no use talking to these people." Otaku felt her ki rise exponetionally. (Big word....it means a whole whole lot, BTW.)
"Kira! What are you doing?" Her eyes had grown dark.
"Help me, Otaku. I can't make that big of a blast on my own." Tears streaming down his face, the young one raised his own ki level, and together, they blasted the crowd.
Vegeta awoke with a start in his room next to Bulma. He felt an extremely large ki nearby.... Careful not to wake his wife, he pulled his clothes on (wink wink) and went outside. Looking up, he saw two pairs of feet, swinging together in perfect rythym. He flew up to find two.....children......sitting on his roof, the younger one sobbing dryly, no tears coming from his eyes.
"Who are you? What the hell are you doing here?" He demanded, raising his ki just a bit to scare them. The older one, a girl, raised her violet eyes to his face.
"Prince Vegeta?" She asked, her eyes wide. While he was shocked to hear his title used again, he simply nodded.
"Hai. Who are you?" She stood and bowed to the Saiyajin.
"My name is Anakira. This is my brother Otakunei. We....we're you're children."
"Vegeta?" Bulma called from inside. "Vegeta, nani des ka?"
"Nothing!" He said sharply. "Go back to sleep." He turned back to the children. "You're lying. It's not possible."
"My mother's name is Hikari," Kira spoke up.
"Why bother telling him?" Otaku snapped. "It's not like the Prince of the Saiyajins can be expected to remember the names of all his whores!" Vegeta's eyes grew angry and pulled his hand back to smack the boy. Kira moved quickly and blocked the blow. Her own eyes had grown black and stormy. With a shock, Vegeta reconigzed the expression and lowered his hand.
"No one ever strikes my brother," she said in a low, dangerous voice. "Or there'll be hell to pay." She pointed to Otaku, still sitting on the roof. "His mother is Michirru. We both look exactly like our mothers. Don't tell me you don't reconigze us." She put on a tranquil expression, and a face jumped into Vegeta's memory.
"I...I do," he admitted. "But....I never knew....why are you here?" Kira took a deep breath.
"That," she said, "Is a long, complex, very annoying story."
"I have time," said the Prince. "And I'm very patient." He sat next to the children. "I'm just not going to float there all night."
"Fine," Kira said. "But don't say I didn't warn you."
Kira-hime:AAAAAHHHHHHH! SHORT! FRIGGIN! CHAPTER! DAMMIT! **beats self over head with large STOP-WRITING-SHORT-CHAPTERS-YOU-KUSO-NINGEN-NO-BAKA- KUSOTARRES-MALLET-OF-DEATH** Otaku:**sweatdrop** Gomen nasai......baka Saiyajin...... Kira-hime:I AM NOT BAKA! Otaku:Yes you are....it said so on your mallet. Kira-hime:-_-;; Otaku:And why'd you say Veggie was patient? Vegeta:WHAT DID YOU CALL ME? Otaku:Uh.....que pasa? Goten:-_-;; Kira-hime:Review, please! You can also read this fic on www.fanfiction.net, if you care. Pen name: Lady Spirits of Love! A joint account with my "kassan", Aruma Minamino!
Otaku:I have no part of that..... I FEEL SO UN-LOVED!!! Kira-hime:**sweatdrop** poor chiisana Otaku......ANYWAYS....Email me at kkpt567@yahoo.com or the address at the top. 10 CHALLENGES AND I WILL CONTINUE!