/ Hello there everyone. The name is Jaylbyrd. I hope you enjoy reading the following story of mine with Vegeta and his daughter. Though it's only under two catagories, you can rest assure that it falls under many. You might realize I changed a few "personality" with some as the story will continue progress but trust me when i say that you will still see the original personality of the characters.

DISCLAIMER :: The dragon ball z/gt universe belongs to Akira Toriyama and not to me. However, because I cannot stand typing "Bra" as a name, I have her name as Brulla. If you listen to the original Japanese release, it sounds like that too.(at least to me..maybe I'm just weird)

Though they are not showing yet, all other races, characters and creatures that are mentioned in this story are MINE and I would appreciate if no one took them. Thanks./


The city sounds were non-existent where the leader of the Z group stayed. Of course, most would think that it was Goku that the earth would turn to. But instead, it turned to the one that most would never have thought of. Vegeta.

"I never had to worry about Trunks. After everything calmed down and Kakarott was forever in the realm of the dead, he went on with his life. Moved out, took the head of Capsule Corp. and got married. Granted I never liked the female he found but I wasn't going to deprive him of his happiness. Bulma and I moved out of the large city with Brulla trailing behind. I worried for her, not because she's female, but because I feared for her marrying a human. Don't get me wrong. Some humans are worth the companion ship, prime example being Bulma. Though she can nag like a harpy, I still find myself caring for her and her sayain attitude. I've witness countless boys coming to the house to take her on dates. Only an hour passes and she walks through the door pissed off and complaining that they aren't strong enough to handle her. It makes me proud to have her as my daughter but I know I can't baby her forever. She's turning twenty-three soon, and I'm determined to find her a mate. I only know of one way, space travel. Her mate is out there somewhere, and I'll do everything I can to find him"

Vegeta woke up once more alone. He sat up and gave a slight stretch, his back cracking some. He swung his legs over and groaned. He knew exactly where Bulma was but didn't really think about it. Instead he stood in his boxers and slowly bent himself backwards in an upside down bridge stretch. He could feel the muscles of his stomach awakening ad his back cracking even more. Pushing off slowly with his feet he moved into a handstand and stretched his body upward once more. It was his normal routine in the morning to stretch this way. After he planted his feet back on the ground and gave his arms a nice stretch he made his way to the balcony of their second story home in the country and stared out into the wildlife that surrounded the area. He was glad to be out of the city and somewhere that if one of Bulma's experiments decided to explode, no one would get hurt…well, almost no one. Vegeta though had been lacking of pretty much everything. The laziness was new to him but he really had those days where he didn't want to do anything. After peace had developed on Earth and Goku was now long gone; Vegeta didn't really do much. He placed the journal on top of the desk which sat in the corner of his and Bulma's room. Standing up and giving a slight stretch of his back muscles, he walked out into the living room area where he heard Brulla talking on her cell phone. He knew she was too zoned in her conversation to really pay attention so he went to the kitchen. He saw the coffee pot and noticed that it still had some luke warm coffee inside it.

Dumping the water out, replacing the filter and putting more coffee in, he started another pot. While he waited for the coffee to brew, he grabbed one of her large coffee cups an placed it next to the maker. Going to the fridge he opened it up, grabbed the crème brulle creamer in the door and heard something, or someone, behind him. Closing the fridge door he saw his daughter grabbing a bowl of cereal. She was still chatting away as he grabbed the small painted sugar bowl and brought it where he was making the cup. Watching the last few droplets he grabbed the pot and poured it into the glass, poured some creamer and added a spoonful of sugar. Stirring it he headed downstairs to the basement where he noticed the blinking and flickering lights of the machines. He did in fact find her asleep on the desk. He walked over and sat the coffee down next to her old empty one and took it. Shaking her gently he gruffed out for her to wake.

"Woman, get up. You pulled another all-nighter" Bulma groaned but fluttered her eyes open, looking over at a rather irritated Vegeta and a hot cup of coffee. She smiled and sat up some.

"Oh, you made me another?" She asked, receiving a nod in reply. She smiled and took it, drinking some of the hot liquid. She smiled and let out a satisfied sigh. Vegeta moved to grab an extra chair and pulled to sit beside him human mate. He watched her, eyed her closely. She seemed to enjoy the coffee, unlike him. Vegeta hated the taste of it. Even adding the creamer and sugar just made it worst. His black eyes searched her gently before he caught her blue eyes watching him. And then he started.

"I need a ship." He stated. Bulma watched him for a minute and placed her cup down, eyeing her prince in a rather curious manner.

"You're leaving?" His lips twisted slightly and his face gave the slight show of concern.

"Not..in that way." He said, his eyes moving down as he fiddled with a few papers, only getting his hand slapped by Bulma when he tried to peak at something underneath the stack. He creased his brows and looked at her; still she held the confused expression.

"I plan on taking Brulla with me. She needs off this planet, to explore." Bulma was questioning Vegeta with her eyes some. She didn't answer right away but did grab some papers and began going through them. She took her cup again to take a sip and noticed out of the corner of her eye how Vegeta just stared at her with that look he always used to give her when she began to make him wait. Not answering her Sayain Prince just yet, she sighed and leaned back in her chair first. Then after she noticed a slight vein about to make its presence on his forehead, she spoke.

"Have you asked her at all?" She question, getting a disgruntled look from Vegeta. He sat up and crossed his arms some.

"No..." He muttered, hating when the woman would get him in a bunch like that. She yawned and stood up, grabbing her cup of coffee and began walking to the door.

"Well, let's go ask her then monkey man." Vegeta bit his tongue when she said that. It always rubbed him the wrong way but he knew she did it only because he called her 'Woman'. She liked her nickname for him. He stood and followed her out into the living room where Brulla was still talking on the phone and munching away on her bowl of cereal. She saw both her parents walking towards her and quickly said goodbye then hung up. Bulma took a seat beside her daughter while Vegeta took his leather chair adjacent from the two. She looked at her parents with her brows raised.

"What did I do now?" She asked. Bulma let out a soft chuckle as Vegeta stayed silent. Bulma placed her hand gently on Brulla's leg.

"Your father wants to take you out into the universe to travel. So, we thought we'd ask you to see if you wanted to." Brulla looked over at her father, the prideful man who always seemed to soften when around her. But that never stopped her from taking him lightly. She knew even in his calmed state around her, he could flare up any moment. After the stories she heard Trunks talk about, she knew to never take him lightly. Like herself, he was a ticking time bomb. She smiled widely though. Just the thought of going out into the world made her whole body actually develop goose-bumps.

"Really? You're going to take me off this planet and explore other ones?" Vegeta cleared his throat and held up his hand, intentionally telling her to calm down. She was anxious, and that was traits from her mother. How Vegeta knew, well after living with Bulma for x amount of years, he figured it out. Brulla would get excited over things easily like any girl would, but she did it in the way of Bulma getting excited about a experimental break through.

"Yes. But we won't be just going out and exploring. During this journey, I want you to find someone." He said clearly. Brulla's mouth gaped. She must have not heard right. Her father wanted to play match-maker? Her eyes darted to Bulma who was smiling and back at her father who held a serious expression. She had to break that expression with her statement.

"You mean you are playing match-maker?" Bulma had to hold in a giggle at the way their daughter put it. Vegeta tried his hardest not to blush or even smile for that matter. He rubbed his cheeks to help a little but that was failing. Even he could feel the pull of his muscles that wanted to make them smirk the way Brulla had said it. Match Maker. Yeah he supposed he was but it wasn't as she was probably thinking it. After a few more rubs he held his blank expression, minus the soft pink hue on his cheeks, and sighed. Bulma watched her husband struggle some. She smiled more, watching his closed eyes and rubs on his cheeks. She knew that motion. He was trying not to smile. Normally it started with an eye twitch, or even a exclaimed disgruntled come back to keep himself from smiling. When she met him he always had issues smiling unless it was battle related. Now, he smiled over some little things, and she had to really thank Goku for it. The soft hearted sayain really made an impact on Vegeta's life.

"Yes and no. I want to approve him, but you are the one picking, not me." Brulla leaned back and smiled. So she would go off and explore, with of course her father in the shadows. She began to imagine everything she'd see, the different races out there, and hopefully the one who will make her happy and meet her father's approval. She looked up at her dad, got up and glomped him as if she was a child again. Vegeta, only a little taken back by the gesture, one arm hugged her back, patted her head and without words gave the signal for her to go pack. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, jumped out of his lap and glided over to her mother, engulfing her in a hug.

"I can't wait! Oh man I don't know where to start!" She exclaimed happily, letting her mother go after Bulma returned the hug. Vegeta threw out a suggestion.

"Start with clothes."

*Brulla's Room*

Brulla ran into her room, not knowing what to grab first as she paused for a moment and decided first, she would need a back pack and a suitcase. Going into her drawer of her nightstand she grabbed out her capsule case. Opening it she picked up one and gave it a click and a toss. Before her after the smoke cleared, a large compact dresser appeared. She clasped her hands together and smiled.

"Alrighty, time to start." She began with her clothes in her closet, going through and picking out the ones she would mostly take on dates. Others she shoved aside and didn't take a second look on. She grabbed only three pairs of shoes. Though she had probably more than she could count on her hands and toes, she only had three of her favorite pairs. Going through all her cosmetics and beauty products she choose what she wanted and tossed them in. She hummed and made several grunts and approval sounds on what she grabbed and either tossed in or tossed away. She stopped however when her hands landed on a box that was underneath everything in her closet. She stopped all thought process and brought it out, her hand grazing over the top. She smiled and took it over, placing it in her case. Now that, she was bringing for sure.

*Back in the Living Room*

Vegeta watched his daughter leave the two, his eyes moving to Bulma where she was sitting. She was smiling at him. His eyes watched her as she took her cup and placed it down on the coffee table before his feet. She walked over, his eyes staying right on her face. He couldn't tell what he saw in her expression. Sadness was there, a little bit of joy possibly? He was taking guesses mostly but his arms stayed on the arms of the chair as she brought herself down gently in his lap. Once she settled, he brought his arm around her waist and held her there gently. Her bright blue eyes stared into his dark black ebony ones. Her eyes left his for a moment, her fingers going through some of his spikes behind his ear. She was still smiling, but he saw water in her eyes. Slowly he noticed a soft tear leaking from her cheek.

"I'm going to miss you…being all alone here." She whispered to him softly, her voice quivering some. Vegeta could feel her pain, and his own made it known that he would be leaving her alone. Vegeta stared at her eyes, her gaze looking back at his as he searched her eyes. He saw it then. Pain. He had seen the look before but it had been a long while since then. In the past years he saw nothing but joy in those eyes, lust on some occasions of course and then love. He would see how she stared at him, and most of the times he wondered if she saw it in his. And she could. Bulma looked at her prince with her teary eyes. As he searched hers, she searched his. She saw concern, and her lips gave the smallest smile. It had been rare that Vegeta's eyes ever gave off that much emotion. Now she saw everything from concern, to worry and even panic. Emotions that were beyond rare for the sayain when their first years began. Her fingers that glided and played with his hair moved to his cheek as she touched it tenderly. More tears streamed to her eyes and another tear dropped. As much as he wanted to bring her with him, he wasn't going to chance it. So many diseases where out there and she was not her younger self anymore. He knew her time on this sustained life was coming to a close. And his fear was that he would not be around when it happens. It pained him to know he couldn't die sometimes. He felt her hand against his cheek and brought his free hand up to graze against the tears that ran down her own. She was still smiling at him and he finally returned it with his own. She moved closer then, curling her body against his and placing her hand against his chest as her head laid on his collarbone. He wrapped his arms around her warmly and rested his head gently on hers. He wondered when the time would come that she would be taken from him, if he could even survive without her. Knowing that he'd never see her again made his heart stop in pain. He hated thinking about it but again, he knew it was coming. Although Vegeta never spoke much about his feelings, he wanted to make her know that he loved her.

"I love you." He all but whispered in her ear. She smiled at the words and just got as close as she could, feeling the arms of her man engulf her body. She felt safe; she always had in the arms that held her as long as those arms belonged to Vegeta. It was faintly in her mind with her times with Yamcha but what she and the sayain had now was something that you couldn't explain. Vegeta's pride was still there, no doubt on it. She knew that before people he'd only give her maybe a gentle eye gaze and if she was lucky a kiss. She still was trying to get him to even hold her hand when they went shopping. Though she could loop her arm in his no problem, she just liked the touch of his hand around hers. Her free hand tickled his chest gently and the moments like that passed slowly. She felt his hand on hers; her eyes had only barely closed somewhat when his fingers entangled with hers. She smiled and closed her eyes fully this time, holding his hand in hers. She could feel the soft tickles on her back where Vegeta's other hand comforted her. The moment finally passed when Bulma lifted her head and placed her nose gently on Vegeta's. He had a slightly hard time focusing on her eyes and she giggled. Giving him a soft kiss, one that was much too short for his taste, she pulled back and smiled.

"Now, don't go after any young alien girls handsome." Vegeta couldn't help but smile at her statement. She knew how to also lighten up the mood. Still holding her hand in his he brought her closer and gave her his own kiss gently on her lips, and then on her forehead. Her eyes had closed before their eyes once again locked together in a passionate stare.

"You are the only one for me. Besides, I don't think they would want to sign a death warrant now would they." He winked, getting her to laugh out loud.

*Back in Brulla's Room*

It was the first out of this world outing with her father. She wondered if she'd witness him fighting all out like he had in the years when she was younger. Pressing the side button on the large suit case, it reverted back to it's capusle form. She picked it up and placed it in her case which she put in her backpack. Putting a few little things in there like some pens and her journal, she zipped it up and tossed it over her shoulder. Before she left her room however she turned back to see it was a mess.

"Hmm...well I guess I can clean before I leave." She mumbled to herself. Putting her backpack by the door and in a rush she cleaned up everything. The only part of her room she took her time with was her bed. Though she was well passed the age of 12, she still had some dolls and stuffed animals on her bed. After situtating that she smiled and nodded in approval. Going back to her door she snagged up her backpack and made her way out. She stopped short behind the wall, peeking around the corner to see her parents sharing a moment together. She smiled at their affection. Many times she'd do this and watch them, wishing that one day she'll find someone to share that passion with. Even thinking about that brought her more joy and anticipation about going. When she saw her father's eyes looking at her she knew he had sensed her there. Giving a smile she came out.

"All ready!" She announced. Vegeta gave a soft chuckle.

"I'm not...We'll leave in the morning." Vegeta stated, Bulma still twirling her fingers in Vegeta's hair.

"I have to set up the ship's navigation system with a new update, and same with the gravity machine. Also I'll be putting an AI unit in. It's just a test but hopefully it'll help you both out. I'll get started." Before she could even get out of Vegeta's lap, he stopped her.

"Oh no you don't. You are sleeping first. Four hours at least. I'll make sure the ship is working and go through some checklist." Bulma's head slightly snapped to look at Vegeta and even Brulla had a brow raised. "What...don't you two look at me at that. I'm not helpless you know. I can understand electronics. Remember that you were the one to blow up Nappa's pod with my key device." Bulma looked slightly shocked and placed her free hand on her hip.

"How do you know of that?" Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"It was something that came up when you were working on another ship prototype and you mentioned that you tried to bring Nappa's pod to the hospital where you were all at and you watched it blow up. Thought you knew everything then didn't you." Vegeta smirked. It earned him an ear pull from Bulma and Brulla giggled.

"Don't sass me Vegeta. It was alien technology." He only gave her a snort but was still smiling softly.

"Let's stay on subject here. You go sleep, Brulla do whatever you do during your time. I will run checklist and programs on the ship...Now the question. Which one will we be using?" Bulma smiled at Vegeta and he suddenly got an odd feeling.

"Well, it's similiar to the one Trunks, Pan and Goku took on their journey of the Black Star dragon balls. But I did a lot of reprograming and rebuilding. The unit you two will use will be the one that's most up to date. The others probably wont start cause their engines are ...well lets just say I've been doing a lot of trouble shooting. But that one should be in perfect condition as far as engines go. It's a five bedroom on the top level, gravity room on the bottom, the living area merges with the control panel which has three main seats. The kitchen is also on the bottom level but it's seperate from the gravity room. You'll enter through the dinning and kitchen area and go up to the living area and control panel" Vegeta, though he tried to keep up got slightly lost for a moment before catching on again. Brulla however, got completely lost.

"Can we just get a tour before we leave?" Brulla asked which caused Vegeta to give a snickering snort and Bulma to just laugh. Brulla knew she wasn't smart like her mom, not like Trunks was, but one thing that she knew was that she would be a fighter like her father, at least she would hope she would be.

"Yes, I'll give a tour." Bulma felt a soft squeeze on her hand and looked down at Vegeta who eyed her with a brow raise. "After I get some sleep since your father is so inclined to be getting some Z's." Vegeta smirked and let her up off his lap. Bulma gave Brulla a hug before she left for her room. Brulla smiled and watched her father stand and stretch his arms up above his head.

"I'm going to call the girls and head to the mall then. I'll be back by dinner!" Brulla exclaimed as she skipped off and out the door. The house became quiet and Vegeta let out a sigh. Before he would start on the checks, he decided on a little side trip. Grabbing his leather jacket that Bulma had gotten him on their 20th anniversary Pulling it on and slipping on his boots he left the house. His destination? Kami's place.


A/N: So? How did you like it? Not much on the first. Hope you'll stick around for the next chapter. And what is Brulla hiding in that suitcase of hers? Why is Vegeta going to Kami's Place?(Dende of course up there.)