DISCLAIMER: Blah, blah. I don't own DBZ. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

TERMS: Onna - Woman

Baka - Idiot, stupid

Arigatou – Thank you

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[A Forgotten Saiyan]

[Rating - R]

Chapter one: Looking back

A slight breeze floated through the trees, and a stream of light shimmered through the branches onto Bulma's saddened face. She sighed, giving up hope of seeing Goku again.

"Gosh... Goku."

She stared at Gohan's face. He looks so much like his father, except for that crazy hairstyle of Goku's... a thoughtful expression crossed her flawless face. ... I don't think it would be even possible for anyone to copy that.

"Hey, theres got to be a way. We just can't give up. Whattya think?" Gohan asked.

She sighed. I don't want to hurt his feelings, but... I.. I can't lie to him.

"I don't know Gohan. King Kai was pretty clear on the matter. It's no problem to wish Chiaotzu back because he died on earth. But I'm afraid it's a completely different matter with your dad and Krillin." She stated sadly, glancing at the boys hopeful eyes. "Theres no nest to lay the eggs in. Heey... that a good analogy. Yer sure." She looked up at Gohan once again and saw the confused look on his face. Um... how do I explain this? "Your dad and Krillin are the eggs, and the dragon the hen but theres no nest for her to lay her eggs in. And since theres not a cosy space for the eggs they get old and cracked and end up dying."

She saw Gohans mouth drop open. "That's awful. Gosh."

"I'm sorry Gohan, I know it's hard. Your dads a really good egg."

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Vegeta leaned against a tree listening to that baka onna dribble on about nothing. Enough of this nonsense.

"Fools! Enough of this ridiculous babble. You want Kakarrot back, so look. The earth has a check-in station to the spirit realm. Wish him there, THEN wish him back to earth."

He looked at their suprised faces and rolled his eyes.

"Heeey! That might work! Man Vegeta, what a great idea! I'm impressed" the woman told him.

"Hmph."

Impressed?! Stupid onna, like I need her approval. Damn baka humans. Honestly, they have no clue whatsoever. I have got to find a way off this...

His head snapped up in suprise as his train of thoughts were interrupted by Kakarrots brat.

"Ahh... arigatou." The brat nervously laughed and extended his hand to Vegeta.

"Don't get carried away!" He slapped the brats hand away sharply. "Bunch of softies."

He noticed the aqua haired onna staring at him. Damn onna, stop doing that! He looked away. Argh, those fools! I have no interest in helping Kakarrot. I want to learn his secret. I want to know how he became a Super Saiyan so I can do it too! I must have it!

He felt a surge of anger rise up in his stomach, and he clenched his fists harshly. Why can that baka achieve such greatness? I am the Prince of all Saiyans! It is my RIGHT to be the strongest. I will be the strongest fighter in the universe! And then they will all see what a true Super Saiyan is!

"... Hey homeboy!"

Vegeta almost jumped in suprise. Damn onna, can't she see I'm thinking. Wait a minute...

"What?! HOMEboy?" Homeboy? What the fuck is that? A confused expression briefly flickered across his usually somber face.

"Heey! Loosen up! You're going to need a place to crash too!

"Hmph," Vegeta simply stated, folding his arms and turning his head. Once again he could feel the anger bubbling up inside the pit of his stomach.

"Hey, why don't you drop the arrogant tough guy act and just relax! Let it all go, take a vacation for goodness sake! Unwind a little and see what life has to offer you!" She giggled a looked at him with her big, blue eyes. "You're actually kind of cute."

"What? Kind of cute?" The anger was almost uncontrollable now. All it would take would be one little energy blast and that ridiculous onna would be out of my hair. He really wanted to. It was so easy, but something held him back. Damn this planet, should've destroyed it when I had the chance. He looked at Bulma. "Bonehead."

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"What? Kind of cute?"

Bulma almost giggled at Vegeta's perplexed expression. He's more than kind of cute though... why's he looking at me like that? Does he like me? She was almost excited at the prospect. What am I thinking? This is Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans. Blah blah blah... but still...

He scowled at her. "Bonehead."

Growling, she thought to herself, so much for that idea.

Getting over it quickly, she turned and gleamed at the others. "Alright then! It's settled! I'll just go and call my dad and have him pick us up!"

Gohan walked up beside her, rubbing his freshly battered hand, as the newly appointed Namekian elder Morri, thanked her for her generosity. Turning to greet her favourite little guy, she noticed a frightened look on his face. Gosh, I wonder what's wrong.

"B-bulma." Gohan said, quietly fidgeting with his fingers. "Um... do you think I could stay at your house for a little while?" A worried expression had now invaded his young face.

Bulma was incredibly confused. "What are you talking about kiddo? You have your own beautiful house with a wonderful mum who's probably worried sick about you!"

"Well, yer, but..." Gohan spoke quietly, looking down at his feet. "It'll only be for a s-short while." His dark, adorable eyes glinted at hers. "Just until I, finish my homework."

Her hand ruffled his hair. "We'll have to see. How about you try and finish it now? It'll be awhile til my dad gets here anyway. I'm sure she won't mind that much, considering you were such a brave young man."

Sheepishly he looked at her and grinned. "Okay."

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Hmph. That brat looks like he is going to piss in his pants. What the hell is his problem? He eagerly listened in on the conversation. They make her sound like she is the strongest person in the universe. No woman could ever be that strong. Well, except one. Vegeta narrowed his eyes as he remembered.

A strayed stream of blue ki splintered in front of him. Easily anticipating the move, he dodged swiftly, before settling back down next to Nappa. Watching closely, he viewed the young Saiyan female defend herself against an onslaught of Archean warriors.

"Get the hell away from me you over grown freak!" She raised her fist and belted an agressor severly in his throat. Before he could even get the chance to react, she sent him flailing across the landscape with a short ki blast.

He smirked, his eyes following the trail of blood and flesh left behind by the battered blue assailant.

When he looked back at her, she had turned to face the rest of the Archeans. Altering her stance, she fiercely locked her palms together, focusing her energy. As the small ball of energy was slowly forming in her hands, she angrily shouted out the words necessary to complete the attack.

"Blazing----Bolt" she cried loudly, with powerful ki energy flowing through her finger tips, into the blue ball of electricity. "Blast!" She screamed, unleashing a powerful flow of electrical energy streaming toward her enemy. Pushing her hands forward, she let loose, her screams slicing through the air. The blast struck right in front of the oncoming attackers, sending many flying through the air uncontrollably. The earth shook strongly, that cracks began to form in the parched, dry landscape. The blast was so powerful that Vegeta, even Frieza, had to change their stances to combat against the quaking of the desert planet. Pillars of smoke, rock and dust bellowed and spiralled around them.

After several moments, you could vaguely see the outline of the small Saiyan princess. Her shoulders were rising and sinking rapidly with every breath. Flinging her arms out vertically at her sides, she propelled a burst of energy out in a ball to clear the air.

Once the rubble had cleared, Vegeta studied her. Her face was totally emotionless, unable to be read, but her eyes told a different story. They were wild and untamed, deep and dark with anger, hurt and pain.

Vegeta noticed a miniscule movement in the corner of his eye. Looking back at the vigorous young fighter, he saw that she too had seen it. Peering around, she spotted an Archean lying on the ground, still alive, whimpering.

Turning her head onto a 45 degree angle, she raised her eyebrow and studied the bloodied mess that was once a ferocious warrior. Smirking, she waltzed over to his body. Grabbing him by the nape of his neck, she pulled his face close to hers and Vegeta could see her peering deep into his eyes, as if trying to find some reason why she shouldn't kill him. Suddenly she drew her head back, and she tensed. Suspending him in the air, she shouted "You see? This is what happens when you try to touch my tail!" She pulled him back closer, whispering something to him that Vegeta couldn't hear.

Vegeta looked at Nappa, and smirked.

"You should be proud, Vegeta. Your sister is quite a little fighter." Nappa stated.

"Of course." Vegeta replied gruffly. "After all, Delphi is of royal blood."

He faced back to the scene. The young saiyan had now raised the helpless Archean into the air, to as far as she could extend her arm, however, the Archean's legs were still scraping along the ground. This did not faze the small warrior though. She turned her head, and inspected Vegeta's eyes, searching for his approval. He stared deep into her young obsidian eyes and nodded at her.

Smirking, she drew an arm back and turned to face the once again. She launched a wild flurry of kicks and punches, wounding the soul even more. While pushing the pitiful, pathetic excuse for a warrior higher into the air, tiny streams of blood spilt down her forearm, soaking into her skin and armour. She was so different to her usual self when she was in battle, it was as if she was possessed, as if she was a demon.

"P-please... " he spat out. Again she pulled him close to her, murmuring into his ear something that Vegeta was unable to pick up.

Ruthlessly propelling him high into the air at a 90 degree angle, she powered up a small ki blast and blasted it at the defenseless warrior. The red sphere of energy pounded it's target, disintegrating the entire body, the entire soul of the Archean.

She grew into such a tremendous warrior. Such power. Vegeta shook his head. It's been so long since I've thought about her. Everyday I've battled to forget, forget about what happened. What I failed to stop. I vowed to protect her. He shook his head harder. Argh! If only I could get these feelings out of my head! They are soft, weak feelings! I can't feel like this, not when I need to surpass Kakarrot... I wouldn't be feeling like this if she were here... His head shot up like a bullet. If she were here I wouldn't feel like this! Why didn't I think of this sooner? All I need is to wish her back with the dragonballs and these pitiful feelings will be gone! Then I can concentrate on surpassing Kakarrot, and proving that I am a true warrior.

He glanced over at the baka humans. They owe me.