A/N: It's been a while, but there was so little interest in the story, that and a number of mistakes here and there, that I decided to redo it. Let me know what you guys think of it, but I warn you I will ignore any and all flames that anyone gets the bright idea to post. That's all I got to say for now and I really hope that you guys all like this story.

Disclaimer: I have said this before and I will say it once again, the amazing characters and storyline of DBZ do not belong to me, they are the property of the great and talented genius Akira Toriyama. Give him the credit, not me. However, Lilikoi, and a few other OCs who will appear in later chapters, are mine.

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To say that the court of Vegeta-Sei was alight with excitement would be an understatement; word of Queen Rosicheena's labor spread like wildfire until everyone from the most high-ranked Elite to the lowest Third-Class knew that the birth of the second child of the Royal Family was approaching.

The demeanor in King Vegeta's Throne Room at the present time served as a stark contrast to the ecstatic behavior raging everywhere else.

King Vegeta himself was absent, no doubt near his mate. If he were, it would not come as a surprise; everyone knew the king had not left the planet, or even the palace for that matter, during the entirety of the queen's pregnancy. He had done the same two years prior when Rosicheena had borne their son and heir, Prince Vegeta.

"It's happening!" a Saiyan Elite known as Orenji shouted throughout the corridors. "The new prince or princess is coming!"

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King Vegeta had been somewhat offended when Malaka and Planthorr had ordered him from the birthing room. He was the king, how dare they tell him what to do! Granted they had done it the last time as well, but that didn't take the edge off of the action.

He could hear Rosicheena crying out. Unlike the first time when their son had been born, the queen's cries echoed throughout the halls.

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Rosicheena panted as she heard the cooing of her newborn baby. She had done it; she had given birth to the second child of King Vegeta and herself.

"You have given the king a princess," Malaka, the head doctor of Vegeta-Sei, said. "A strong, healthy girl."

Rosicheena smiled. She and King Vegeta had already had a son, named Vegeta for his father, and while the Saiyan queen loved her son, she had also wanted a daughter and now she finally had one.

"Bring my husband here," she said without hesitation, laying back against the pillows propped up behind her. "I want him to see his new little daughter. And then we will decide on her name."

Malaka nodded and left to find the Saiyan king.

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"You have borne a daughter."

Rosicheena nodded.

"Yes."

Many thoughts raced through King Vegeta's mind as he stared down at a tiny infant sleeping in a cradle, his newborn daughter, the new princess of the Saiyan race.

"So, the name?" Rosicheena asked, pulling the king from his thoughts.

"It's a fine name," her husband replied.

It was settled. The two Saiyan monarchs had chosen a name that would be just perfect for their new little princess.

"So, have you decided on a name, your majesties?" Malaka asked as he walked over to the cradle.

"Yes," Queen Rosicheena answered, smiling at her husband and then down at the sleeping child sound asleep in her arms before turning to Malaka. "Her name is to be Lilikoi."

Malaka nodded. Lilikoi…It truly did sound like a name fit for a Saiyan princess.

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"A girl? Mother and Father's new baby is a girl?" Vegeta groaned as he sat in the throne room with Nappa, the General of the Saiyan Army, and Zorn, his father's adviser. Vegeta personally didn't see why his father even had an adviser at all; it wasn't like he ever listened to Zorn's advice. Maybe it was just a formality.

"Are you sure it's a girl?" Vegeta questioned. "Are you absolutely sure?"

Zorn nodded.

"Yes, your mother gave birth to a strong, healthy princess," he explained, running a hand through his long, waist-length ponytail.

"Zorn, where do babies come from anyway?" the young prince asked suddenly.

At this, Zorn's face flushed a slight pink.

"That's simple enough," Nappa piped up. "You see, your father and your mother-"

"NAPPA!" Zorn growled. "Now is not the time for him to know that!"

"What are you talking about, Zorn?" Nappa asked. "I was Prince Vegeta's age when my father told me."

"That explains SO much," Zorn quipped.

"Why you-!" Nappa snarled.

"Will you two stop bickering and tell me more about my new sister!" Vegeta snapped.

"Excellent suggestion," Zorn said, still glaring at Nappa.

"So what does she look like?" the prince asked eagerly.

"We're not exactly sure," Nappa answered. "Neither of us has actually seen her yet."

"But your parents should be returning with her soon," Zorn added. "So instead of simply listening to us tell you what she looks like, you get to see for yourself."

"To be honest, I was hoping for a little brother," Vegeta groaned, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Alright, that's enough sulking," Zorn scolded. "Your parents will be here any moment."

"We're already here," a feminine voice said.

Vegeta, Zorn, and Nappa all turned to see King Vegeta and his wife, Queen Rosicheena. The Saiyan queen was holding a very tiny pale blue bundle in her arms. Vegeta jumped in surprise when the bundle moved.

"I-is that…my little sister?" young Vegeta asked, slowly approaching his parents.

"Of course it is," his mother smiled as she glided over to a chair. Vegeta stood beside her as the Saiyan queen lifted the blanket away from the baby's face so her son could see his new sibling.

Vegeta's eyes widened as he gazed down at his baby sister. She was almost a spitting image of their mother. Her long, spiky black hair and her angelic face were both obvious traits from Rosicheena. Her eyes were closed, but the prince had a feeling that they would be the same fine amethyst color of Rosicheena's eyes. A few features on her little face resembled the sharp, defined features of King Vegeta, but aside from that, the young princess was a near exact copy of her mother.

"What's her name?" the two-year-old asked, looking up at his mother and father.

"Her name is Lilikoi," King Vegeta answered.

Vegeta said nothing as he stared down at Lilikoi. She really did look like their mother, but he really didn't care about that at the time. All he wanted to know was what her power level was. Would she be strong like him, or just a pathetic weakling?

"How strong is she?" the toddler prince asked before he could stop himself.

King Vegeta's eyebrows arched slightly and Vegeta wondered if he had angered his father. He should have kept his mouth shut!

"She was born with a power level of 770," he answered after a few minutes.

Vegeta fought the urge to shout in excitement. While she wasn't a brother, she was still a sibling with a fairly decent power level! Vegeta had been born with a power level of 1,000, an incredible number even for a Saiyan newborn.

"Impressive," Zorn remarked. "The little princess really is strong then."

"Yes, she is," King Vegeta said, glancing down at his newborn daughter.

"When can she start training?" Vegeta asked eagerly.

"Soon," was the only reply his father gave him.

Vegeta frowned. He wanted to get an idea of when his baby sister would be able to fight and train with him. But the look that his father was giving him warned him that this was not the time to discuss the matter.

Suddenly, a soft coo sounded from the baby as the two-hour-old infant yawned and slowly opened her eyes. Yes, she had inherited her mother's deep purple eyes.

Lilikoi looked up at him and smiled. Actually smiled! Then, she squirmed in her blanket until she had freed her right hand and she reached for her brother's hand.

Vegeta held out his own hand. Lilikoi took it and placed her brother's index finger in her little mouth and began sucking on it, purring contently.

"Prince Vegeta, I wouldn't-" Zorn began, but he was cut off by a loud scream of rage.

Vegeta screeched as his little sister smirked and bit down on his finger, her already sharp canines nearly drawing blood.

"The brat bit me!" the toddler prince snarled.

Though he wouldn't admit it, he was amused that his little sister already had the audacity to do something to him.

'Maybe we'll get along,' the prince thought as he glanced down at his baby sister.

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Ta-da! So, what did you guys think of this first Chapter? Please let me know and please do be honest when you do. But no flames.

The next chapter will be out on Wednesday, July 1st.

And to clarify, Lilikoi's name is a pun on lilikoʻi, the Hawaiian word for passion fruit.