Just a few things before I start to tell this story;

1. This is an Alternate Universe.

2. Kakarot is a female and her stage name is Goku.

3. Turles is Kakarot's twin (rare in Saiyans).

4. All Z Team characters are Saiyans, except Piccolo and Tein.

5. Family trees different; Gohan father of Bardock, Bardock father of Radditz, Turles and Kakarot, Gohan, and Goten (Bardock considered a womanizer; no one really knows how many kids he has).

6. Vegeta has blue eyes, only found in Royals.

7. Vegeta has two brothers, both younger; Broly (slow and stupid), and Trunks (playboy and self centered). He also will have a baby sister named Bra.

8. Saiyans not all power hunger and vicious.

9. Anything else will be explained during my story.

10. And of course I don't own anything Dragonball, more's the pity.

Italics is thoughts

"Talking"

Chapter 1:

Levels

Kakarot hated large gatherings. The combined smells made her want to gag. Damn over sensitive nose. Her father had told her this years' tournament was the largest turn out in 50 years, over 200 girls, each in hopes of catching the prince's eyes. It was rumored that the heir to the throne was to take a bride soon, now or within the next few years. And each year, till he married, the tourney would have many girls entering. No one knew for sure but one thing was for certain if he was to enter the tourney this year he would win. His power was next to none and believed to be close to that of the super saiyan of legend. Yet he had not reached the legendary level and his parents believed if he had someone else to worry about he might ascend. Kakarot smirked; at least they thought he was the most powerful. Females were not tested over the course of their life because they were not overly important in fighting. It wasn't until the tournament each year that they would be tested. The only reason was to get males interested in mating. The survival of the race depended on producing strong offspring and if a woman wasn't relatively strong she was over looked. Stupid men only interested in power and not the woman beneath.

Men were a pressure point for Kakarot, she had a house full of men who tried to run her life and she was sick of it. And the command that she had to mate this year was a very sore spot that she intended to take quick care of.

All the mixed smells were making Kakarot nauseous and all she wanted to do was go outside and take a quick fly in the open "fresh" air. But she had to wait for the prince to show, who was late, and wait for her turn. She had a long wait her last name was Valoni (like bologna but with a V), and the B's had yet to start.

She thought of the coming week. Men would be fighting for the right to have first dibs on the females. This did not discourage the girls from batting eye lashes at the prince and for him to sleep with them. He was after all in search of "the" right woman to be his future Queen.

Kakarot could care less. She didn't want to be there much less have another man to run her life. She just wanted to be left alone. She smiled, even though still nauseous, at the thought of how she was going to outsmart the king and the damn tradition of females being too weak to choose their own mate. She was going to have the freedom she so wanted to be able to choose when and with whom she would mate.

And then as if by magic the air went from fowl to delicious. The scent of lemons was all around her and the first time in weeks she relaxed. Still smiling she glanced around to see where the smell was coming from. Not from an object but a man and he was staring right at her. His intensive stare combined with his scent made Kakarot's breath hitch. And the rest of the room knew the Prince had arrived.

Vegeta came into the grand ball room late and for some odd reason he had spotted the strangest woman he had ever seen right away. The room was stuffy and needed a good airing out. It was so full of too many horny young female Saiyans that he had a hard time breathing. Walking closer to the girl the other smells vanished and he could smell a natural, un-horny smell of citrus, and not just one but a mixture of orange, lemon and pineapple. The girl relaxed him and that was very odd, Vegeta rarely relaxed. Unlike the other girls her hair was long and loose with a few bangs standing out at weird angles (much like Goku's regular hair style). Her dress was at least 30 years out of fashion but the style looked as if made for her and only her. He gave her a nice thorough look over and he liked what he saw. She had the blackest eyes, nice lips, stubborn chin, and long graceful neck where a pendant hung from. Vegeta lingered long on her breasts; they were full round and slightly pushed up from the dress style with a lovely cleavage. And there sat a object of envy for Vegeta, the pendant of a small glass ball. Damn lucky piece of jewelry. The detail was not important only what it rested between.

Even though he didn't know who she was he had decided to bed her tonight. If a woman could elicit this sort of reaction from me she may be good in bed. Done with her breasts he continued down to her stomach he found that she was defiantly not like other saiyan girls; she was much too thin and narrow in the waist. He did detect a slight dip in her hip but very unnoticeable. The dresses length hid her legs but he could only image how well they might wrap around his body while having sex. He smirked at his very clear visual and realized she was now staring at him in turn. Vegeta just couldn't resist winking at her then turned to go to his father, later he would have more fun with her.

This was the one time of year he hated, more to fact this part of the tourney. The placement of the women was important for later males picking who may be most compatible to them. Most women would be quite happy with who they were practically given to. This only due to the fact that men were 50 times stronger than women and even the lesser power leveled women would be ensured of strong protective mates.

"It is all in the blood," his father would always tell him. Most families today have their ranks due to century old placing due to their blood. The blood told how much power a child has at birth and will determine how strong they are at later ages.

1st class or the Elites had very high energy levels, great fighters, and semi control of oorazu form.

2nd class was just lower then 1st and not very good at oorazu.

3rd class was the purge or army level because they have the best control in oorazu forms but power level average, neither low nor high.

4th classes had no power level and were usually the working class, servants and off

worlders (aliens).

Royal Elite the greatest and most people tried to achieve. They had extreme power levels, could control oorazu form, and came from army stations. The Vegeta family line was formed from this line.

Every Rank can change to oorazu, but controlling is the challenge. Anyone can join the army and fight to protect their world.

The oddity is that for a family to launch themselves up a rank is determined by the blood of newborns. It was so rare that only a few in each 100 year were able to change the status of family rank. The last that Vegeta could recall was the elder Gohan, a close friend to his late Grandfather. Since then no one else has received higher rank and that was over 90 years ago. Many families are hoping that the next few tourneys would produce very good matches and even better off spring.

The chances that any of the women here tonight were born with over 150 was slim and even less that it has increase since. Girls were pampered and not let near battles no matter rank of family. I wonder what that girl's is. No sense in wondering I will know soon enough. Not that it mattered she was only going to be a pleasurable night and not a long term.

Though girls levels would be small doctors were ready none the less to extract a drop of blood from each girl. A quick 5 seconds later and the energy level would be delivered and recorded on a large screen.

Damn that rumor my father started. I am not in need of a mate, I still have few years to decide and produce an heir. Vegeta had till he was 30 to mate and have a male heir to become king when he was 40. If he didn't produce his younger brother, Broly, would take the throne, if he had an heir. And Broly was not likely to so then the throne would go to Trunks. Not a very good choice considering that all he did was look in the mirror and was more concerned about what to wear to dinner then the threats from the Frieza family. Even though he knew he didn't want to Vegeta was the best son to take the throne and he will have to mate. All I want to do is train to be the next Legendary. I'm only really here for my mother. The queen greatly missed having children's laughter and mischief in the palace walls and she practically begged Vegeta daily for a grand baby whether legitimate or not (either way if male the kid would be the heir). He would consider this tourney only for her happiness.

Considering his eyes wondered to the odd girl and for the first time noticed the man next to her. He was in the shadows but Vegeta could tell he was talking to her, but she seemed dazed. Has she not been called yet? She was keeping the back as if trying to be unnoticed, but I noticed.

Kakarot couldn't stand the smell again after the prince had strolled away because so did his scent. Her name had yet to be called; funny that her last name had to start with a V because she could be anywhere but here. After a name was called they could leave, lucky bitches. The names were to the M's now but Kakarot was not paying attention. Her mind became occupied by something else; the man across the room.

I admit he is attractive, for a short man. This thought because each of the male members in her family excluding the youngest were no less than 6 feet and 6 inches. A good height for a male saiyan. She herself was the average for a female at 5 feet 10 inches. The prince couldn't be more than 6 feet from tip of pointy hair to toe, 5'8" without the hair, and that's short. Short he may be but very handsome. He dressed similar to other male saiyans though Kakarot noticed his body suit fit a little more snuggly around the butt. And what a nice butt it is. She shook her head and scolded herself, what's wrong with me I never think like this? Too much thought on a man will not leave enough room for next the coming week and my vital future. But no matter what she did Kakarot could not get the prince out of her mind. The next couple of hours her mind would stray to images of the two of them in embraces that made her blush. Her thoughts were never created before in her mind. She'd seen her brothers, by accident, on occasion and the girls told her it was fun and quit enjoyable. Still Kakarot had never given sex a thought, but now the prince of all men had her day dreaming more than she ever dared to before.

In the back ground a voice rang out "Valoni, Kakarot," but she didn't hear her own name being called.

"Is Kakarot Valoni present?" Someone elbowed her, it was her twin Turles. Where did he come from?

"What?" she asked him slightly miffed at being disturbed in a good dream.

"They're calling your name sis." He had nodded at the throne.

"Oh," she blushed and pushed herself from the wall and walked towards the front.

So her name is Kakarot Valoni. Where have I heard that name before and who was the man touching her? No man but me is allowed to touch her. Vegeta was shocked by his thoughts, what right do I have to think that, after all she'll only be a good lay not my mate. But as the man helped Kakarot up Vegeta noticed a resemblance in the two, a brother perhaps. They shared the same bangs and eyes. Yes a brother maybe a year or two older, but why do I recognize the look? It escaped him because all he really wanted to know was how strong she was. As she came closer to the check station her smell once again filled his nostrils.

As Kakarot came closer to Vegeta her stomach again was calmed by his lemony scent. Lemons were rare on Vegetasei, but once a year she got one for her birthday, from who she never knew, but she was very thankful. Instead of using it as food she made candles and each lemon made 10 candles, and surprisingly they lasted up to two weeks before her birthday. Because they were so precious Kakarot only used the candles for her meditation. Thus why she felt so relaxed and calm in the presence of the prince. To be around him would be dangerously fulfilling to say the least content all the time. To be as docile as the rest of the nincompoops around her was not Kakarot's style.

When she reached 2 feet before the table and looked down she saw the needle that the doctor held and stopped walking. Not even Vegeta could calm her now. As if sensing her unease Turles came forward and took her by the arm, she leaned into him.

When the boy took her arm Vegeta unknowingly started to growl low in his throat. When he did notice he stopped himself. But not before the king heard it. An aggressive growl coming from Vegeta over a girl, very odd. The king looked at the girl. Perhaps I could get grandchildren soon after all.

"What's wrong with her?" asked one of the doctors. "And who are you?" pointing at Turles.

"I am Turles Valoni, Kakarot is my twin sister." A gasp came from the crowd.

TWIN! Twins were even rarer than rank changing because of blood. They were rare because they shared blood for 10 months (the average length of a saiyan pregnancy). And even after birth they shared most everything, even thoughts and dreams believed to see the future. But a girl/boy combination was never heard of and hard to determine how much they shared. Apparently looks were shared, but what about power? Vegeta was knocked out of his thoughts when Turles talked again.

"My sister and I both share a dislike of needles, she more than I. To try to stick her with that" he said pointing at the needle, "and you may have a few bruises, from her or me all depends on how she reacts." Turles was looking happy at hurting a doctor. The king looked amused for the first time in the 5 hour it took to get to the Valoni girl.

"And what am I suppose to do in testing her?" asked the now nervous physician.

Turles looked from the king to his sister to the doctor then replied, "I am her blood kin and her twin perhaps if you took my blood and tested it you can use that."

The king's loud laughing caught everyone's attention especially Vegeta's. He only laughs like that with mother. This family is full of surprises. He stood up to pace and rub his chin, his common stance for thinking.

"And let her be the highest ranked female ever; no I think not," said the king after controlling himself. "But we will use your blood but divide it in say half and then set that as her score."

Turles nodded his head in agreement and stepped forward in place of his sister. Everyone close enough could tell he was nervous as Kakarot but rather to save his sister from pain he would take it instead. What's the big deal it's only a tiny piece of metal? Vegeta thought, pussy.

The pin prick was all it took for Turles eyes to roll back into his head and for him to faint. And that snapped Kakarot out of her trance and rush to catch him. As she reached him Turles blood was done.

"5005 sire. Divide that in half and you get 2552." Another gasp went through the crowd as the doctor finished. "The highest female so far tonight has been 205."

"Well, well, well," said the king, "the Valoni clan has sure kept you a secret girl, and for a 3rd class family proving again to be a great surprise." Looking to the doctor he ordered, "Doctor what was Kakarot's score when she was a babe?"

The doctor looked at her records and replied, "20 sire, low for what that family has produced before."

So low that the child should never have survived thought Vegeta.

"And Turles?" surprisingly his was also on her records and the doctor told the king so. "Yes very odd but what was it?"

"170 sire." Normal for a 3rd class newborn, male that is.

"And who was first born?"

"The boy," replied the doctor now knowing where the king was taking the conversation. So did Vegeta, her score of 2552 will be disregarded and she will receive a lower one.

"Ah, yes." (King)

"He being a boy the mother's energy would have fed him more than the girl. If both twins had been of the same sex they would have been evenly shared. But even in the womb Kakarot must have given energy to Turles or the mother for some reason. It is the only way to explain the low level."

Kakarot was tired of standing by while the talked about her as if she wasn't there. So she spoke up, "Turles would have died."

It was the first Vegeta had heard her voice. It was soft and clear, and nice to hear after all the dribble the other females spoke.

"What?" he asked. She looked right at him.

He talked to me, okay it was one word but his voice was heavy with masculinity. Cut it out and think straight for now.

"Mother told us before she died that the day of our birth both our powers had been equal and strong." The doctors looked skeptical, but she continued, "It was during the actual delivery that Turles was decreasing. It was as if he were dying. Mom said at the same time mine increased. Turles was giving me his energy. Why we don't know only Turles in his mind knows that." She lightly slapped Turles on the back of his head. He in turn reached back with one hand and with a goofy grin scratch where she had just hit him (you know the famous Son goof stance).

"But then his started to rise and mine decrease. Mom said I wouldn't let him sacrifice himself for me."

"Save you from what," asked Vegeta?

She looked right at him as she responded, "twins are rare and boy/girl not heard of. Everyone knows this and perhaps as a babe we did too. We would have been freaks, or a prize to people who thought we had mystical powers. The belief that we share a telepathic even futuristic view could be used as a weapon against our people." She let the implications hang.

"How…" but Kakarot didn't let the king finish. " Mother knew, she just knew and later my father found out something and began testing us. He is the leading scientist for Vegetasei."

BARDOCK is her father, which means Gohan is her grandfather. That's where I have heard the name and seen the family resemblance. And why the doctors and my father are stumped. All that family greatness. It was Gohan who had elevated them to 3rd class. And brain and power made great potential mates. Vegeta was so caught up in his thoughts he almost missed the next part of the story, and he was intrigued like the rest of the crowd.

"I was weakened by my brother's stupidity at a babe's valiant effort to save their twin." Turles had started to rise from the floor saying, "What she says is true. It was my fault she has been overlooked as a desirable mate and why she is weak."

"No boy, you saved both your lives, "said the king in his best 'don't test me' voice.

"What," both twins asked in unison.

But the prince answered before the king, "don't you see by her being so weak no one suspected there to be a strong bond for telepathy between you." He pointed at them to make his point clear. "Only to them you were two siblings who happened to be born at the same time. Perhaps one conceived shortly after the other, but not twins." That statement hit home for the Valoni twins, their father was known to have several lovers at once and they really didn't know how many other siblings they had. The only one they know of and actually adopted was Goten.

Their father loved their mother, they had four children together; Radditz, the twins, and young Gohan. When the twins were eight she died for some unknown reason and their father took it very hard. He started to sleep around and gained a bad reputation. When the twins were twelve a boy of a year was left on their door step with a letter declaring the kid as a Valoni bastard. By his coloring and hair style there was no denying it. The next day their father had adopted the boy and since that day he had been raised with as much Valoni honor they could teach him. So the fact that Turles and Kakarot could be siblings but not twins could have been mistaken. What no one really knew was when their mother had been alive no other women had ever interested their father.

And this rumor will help end my dependence on an all male family, thought Kakarot. All she could do was humph after the King said, "So her power level should be lower than the 2552, mark her as 150 and let us move onto the next girl." If they only knew what true power I hide. She smirked and didn't turn with her brother to leave.

The king had also been thinking of his most loyal scientist and friend, Bardock. He had heard all the rumors but the man had never actually told anyone if they were or were not true. A pity that the girl was born so low she would have been perfect for Vegeta.

He had to make decision so the rest of the night could go by. I really hated to do this to a child of a friend but it had to be done, aloud he said "so her power level should be lower than the 2552, mark her as 150 and let us move onto the next girl." He didn't let it show but he really had high hopes for her and now they may well be diminished.

When the king had heard of a daughter of his lifelong friend being entered to be perspective mate he had been thrilled. He had planned and schemed with Bardock to actually get the girl to enter. He would like to have chuckled at the stories Bardock told of his daughter's stubborn will to not go yet. "Very independent that chit is and a burden for the poor soul who wins her," had been a reappearing phrase. The work they had gone into to get her here and she may very well not catch his son's interest. Though there was that growl I heard while the twin was touching her. Perhaps power level will not attract Vegeta.

The king was about to sit back down when he noticed the girl had yet to turn and make her way out of the room. His look must have conveyed his confusion for she spoke again, "May I make a request sire while I am still up here?" This may prove interesting.

"Request?" the girl is cheeky just like Bardock said.

"Yes sir, it has to do with the end result of the tourney." Intriguing, what could a weak girl get out of the end results? So was he fascinated by her that he was willing to give it a try to grant her wish. So decided he said, "Ask and I shall see if it can be done." There still may be hope.

Vegeta could tell that even if his father could say no to her request just the chance to try gave Kakarot a smile. Even the prince was anxious to hear what her wish was.

She seemed to stand a little straighter when she asked, "After the end of the tourney and the men begin to choose the women I would like to be able to challenge any fighter who wishes to fight me." Vegeta couldn't help but feel a tad bit sad for her, the crowd was laughing at her and his father looked perplexed. Yet as he stood there watching her he felt pride for her also. She kept her back and shoulders straight and unwavering. Stubborn wench and what I like the most.

"For what purpose," his father asked with slight amusement, "we all have been witnesses to how your power is one of the lowest in the room." As he said this he swept his hand indicating the occupants for a more dramatic emphasis. "It would only bring embarrassment to your family, the man you challenge, and your future mate."

Vegeta looked back at Kakarot as she spoke in her lovely voice, "the whole purpose would be so I don't have to be mated." For the third time in less than an hour the crowd gasped. That must be some record, Vegeta smirked at the thought.

At the same time the king was thinking the exact thing as his son. If, through years of friendship, today is the first I have heard of the twins and public displays like this are unheard of then she really is reclusive. To catch the crowd's full attention that many times and be so unaffected means this girl is special. My hope keeps rising by the minute. Let's not let that show.

"But every girl must have a mate unless you wish to be demoted to slave." Even so an illegitimate grand child is accepted. No, no, no. No grandchild of mine will be a sex slave's child. His hope jumped higher when she responded, "no sire just to have a carefree life with no man to make demands on me. I wish to be able to choose my own mate, in my own time. Whether in a week's time or twenty years." I haven't got twenty years only around five. But she continued not knowing his thoughts, "to be placed in a man's path is not my wish. I want to feel something for the man I will spend my whole life with. So far no man has caught my eye."

Liar, Kakarot thought to herself, Vegeta turns you on like no other man has before. The first actually.

Suddenly she was pulled out of her thoughts by the kings booming laugh. Kakarot frowned, that is not how I had figured he would react. She had had several, in mind, conversations on how it would go and this was not one. One was of the king actually saying no angrily, one of him slapping her on the back in acceptance, but no laughter. I didn't even know the king knew how to laugh.

So she wants love. The king was pleased about that. The queen and his mating was a love match and he wanted Vegeta to have the same. And the boy may not realize it yet but so does he. If she could beat a man perhaps Vegeta would fight for her and win, then babies. This so warmed him that he couldn't hold in his joy so he burst out laughing. Through teary eyes he could see the girls frown.

"I need a scribe," he yelled through gasping laughs. By the time a scribe arrived he had gotten himself under control. So how to phrase this to catch her into a mate with his son?

"Let it be known and written, "He could her scribe writing so he continued, "that Kakarot Valoni may challenge any registered fighter who fights for her as a mate in this year's tourney. And if she wins she may have free reign to choose her mate on her own terms." The look of joy was a beautiful thing on her features. Too bad I have to squish it a little. "But if she loses the man can keep her or not she will be given in the next tourney as a mate." The joy was still there, odd.

"Right after the closing match Kakarot will fight one man and no one else. After the win or lose no man will try to force Kakarot to mate with him. Only if she challenges and he wins will she be his." I hope that covers everything.

Joy was not the right word to express Kakarot's feelings at being given the chance. For her there was no word. It took all she could to just nod her thanks to the king. I don't think hugging the king would be good. The urge was strong. She turned to leave and her 'joyess' smile turned to one of scheming smirk.

The king had played right into her hands. Not only would she win against the fighter, but against all who entered. At the end of the tourney there would be no doubt of how powerful she truly was. Then her life would be hers to with as she pleased.