A/N: Well, here's chapter 4. Thank you to Wildgirl6, Guest, Jewlbunny, and ImKoala for the reviews on the last chapter. Enjoy this new chapter.
Disclaimer: I do own Lilikoi as well as a few other OCs in this particular story, but I don't own DBZ or any of the original canon characters, Akira Toriyama does.
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"I'm with child," Queen Rosicheena informed her family.
"What does that mean?" Lilikoi asked.
"It means you're going to be an older sister," her mother said.
"Another one?" Vegeta groaned. "Wasn't I good enough?"
"Do you really want us to answer that question?" King Vegeta asked his older son.
Vegeta fell silent, glaring at the floor.
"Malaka warned you not to have another child," King Vegeta frowned at his wife.
"You had just as much to do with this as I did," Rosicheena glared at her husband as she pointed at her stomach.
"That's a matter of opinion," the Saiyan king replied.
"It is not," the Saiyan queen growled, swatting at her husband.
"You two might want to leave the room," Zorn suggested. "Your parents have a lot to...'discuss'."
"Translation: 'they're going to fight'," Lilikoi said.
"I want to stay and watch," Vegeta smirked.
King Vegeta turned away from his wife and glared at his children, more specifically Vegeta.
"Out. NOW," he growled.
Vegeta and Lilikoi turned and hurriedly left the room.
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Lilikoi stared at everything around her as she entered the training center with her father and brother. The building was made similar to the throne room with a number of great stone pillars holding it up. In terms of size however, it was even bigger than the throne room. Though it was early in the morning, the young Saiyan princess noticed that there were three or four others already hard at work.
As she followed her brother and father to the Elite Training Room, Lilikoi glanced into what was clearly the Third-class Training Room, which was little more than an empty room with a bare floor and a single small mat woven from straw in the middle.
One boy with knee-length hair who looked to be at least seven or eight years older than Vegeta was already fighting four Saibamen, although he was doing less than excellent at it.
"Come on, Raditz!" shouted a man with short, spiky black hair that stuck out to the sides and a jagged scar on his left cheek. "You can do better than that!"
"I'm trying!" the boy grunted, punching a Saibaman in the face, sending it flying back into a wall before blasting it.
"Well trying isn't gonna cut it, Brat!" the man barked.
"Will you stop distracting me, Dad?" the boy Raditz, snapped, blasting a Saibaman into oblivion, only to have another come out of nowhere and scratch him across the face. The boy huffed and blasted it as well. "I can't concentrate with all your negative criticism."
"You gotta have something to blame it on; it can't just be you, can it?" his father retorted.
"You see, this is why I hate training with you!" Raditz screamed.
"It's not exactly a pleasant experience for me either!" the older Saiyan shot back.
Raditz gave a growl of frustration and blasted the two remaining Saibaman before storming off.
"I HATE YOU!" he yelled back at his father.
"THE FEELING'S MUTUAL, BRAT!" the scar-faced Saiyan warrior snarled, before stomping off in the opposite direction.
"Wow, those two have issues," Lilikoi remarked.
"That's Raditz and his father, Bardock," Vegeta told her. "They're low-levels, of course they have issues."
Little Lilikoi snickered as Raditz turned and shot her brother a quick glare.
A few minutes later, the three Saiyan royals arrived at the Elite Training Room, which was vastly superior to the room Lilikoi had seen earlier. The entire floor was covered with a royal blue mat lined with scarlet. Great stone pillars held up the room, and in one corner hung several punching bags, which were currently being put to use by a number of Saiyan Elites. In another corner, a multitude of Saiyan children were sparring with Saibamen or each other or even both.
"Vegeta, you're to train with Nappa and when I return, I'll see just how much progress you've made today," King Vegeta said to his eldest.
"Yes, Father," the prince nodded before heading off.
King Vegeta then turned to his daughter.
"I want to introduce you to your training partner," he explained.
"Alright," Lilikoi said, eyeing her father with expectation.
A second later, a boy with spiky black hair that fell all the way to his mid-back and spiky bangs that framed his forehead. He wore a black sleeveless training gi, black boots with silver tips, and black and silver wrist guards. One of the female Saiyan trainers entered behind him. She had shoulder-length spiky black hair and she wore red and black armor.
"You wished to see me, King Vegeta?" the boy asked as he saluted his king like his father had taught him to do.
"Yes." King Vegeta turned to his daughter. "This is Broly," he nodded toward the boy. "He will be your training partner."
"Hello, Broly," Lilikoi said, waving at the boy shyly.
"Broly, this is my daughter and your training partner, Princess Lilikoi," King Vegeta said, placing his hand on Lilikoi's shoulder.
"Hello, Princess Lilikoi," Broly said quietly, saluting the princess as he had with her father.
King Vegeta watched the boy as he saluted Lilikoi before giving a slight nod. Yes, Paragus had taught his boy to show the proper respect for Saiyan royalty. And hopefully, the boy also had some decent fighting power in him too. However, he had heard rumors that Broly had possessed extraordinary power when he was an infant. Some of the doctors had even speculated that his power was all the way to 10,000!
But that couldn't be even the least bit true. Otherwise that would mean that his power would have soon rivaled that of King Vegeta himself and for a mere infant to be able to compete with the King of All Saiyans, that was impossible.
Nevertheless, King Vegeta decided to keep an eye on this boy. And what better way to keep him under observation than assign him to train with Lilikoi? After all, she was strong and could without a doubt hold her own in a fight. And if the boy happened to show any unusually strong fighting power, then it would be dealt with appropriately.
"Now, the two of you will train together," King Vegeta told the two children. "You are both Elites and your power levels have both been confirmed to be nearly equal. Do either of you happen to see any reason, any at all, that would prevent you from being able to train together?"
"I don't," Broly said quickly, knowing it would be useless, not to mention dangerous, to disagree with the Saiyan king.
"Neither do I," Lilikoi replied, knowing that even if she had had an objection, her father probably wouldn't have heard of it.
"Good," King Vegeta said. "Then it's settled. You two will begin your training immediately."
"Right," both of the young Saiyans nodded before turning and hurrying off.
"You will keep an eye on them," the Saiyan king said, turning to the trainer who had arrived with Broly.
"Of course, Sire," the female replied, saluting the Saiyan king before going to catch up with the two small Saiyans.
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I hope everyone enjoyed that. The next chapter will be twice as long and it will be out on Saturday, December 12th.