Title: If I Had a Heart
Rating: T for now ((ratings may change due to swearing in future chapters))
Summary: A mysterious girl shows up, saying she's searching for someone, and only Vegeta has ever met her before. ((Trunks/OC implied, but fear not. It's not what it seems.))
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my own, original characters. You will be able to tell who they are.
Notes: As said, Trunks/OC will be implied, but it isn't one of those stories.
"I'm going to head down and get dinner started. It isn't really anything fancy. Do you want to come down, maybe tell us more about yourself?" Bula asked from Hanna's doorway. It didn't really surprise her that Bula was the one who cooked for the family. Bulma didn't seem much like the chef type.
"No. Thanks though," Hanna smiled, "your dad and I don't get along much. I don't think we could go a dinner without fighting. At least, not without getting used to me first."
"Oh, okay. I'll send something up for you later?" She asked, still trying to temp Hanna. She nodded reluctantly.
"That would be nice. You humans are all very nice. Is it like this everywhere?" She asked, cocking her head to the side. Bula laughed.
"Ohhh no. We're just used to meeting very interesting people. One of our really good friends, she's actually an android. Or something, apparently, she's still part human. It's complicated. Anyhow, she was our enemy and tried to kill us. We ended up taking her in after a certain incident. She's married to one of my mom's long time friends actually, with a kid too. We're friends with a Namek too. He's not always very friendly, but he's still our friend. If you're a friend, or whatever, of my dad, that you're welcome here. Especially since you introduced yourself instead of blowing us up, like some of his other friends," the blue haired girl said. Hanna nodded.
"Okay, thank you though. You better start your dinner before Veggie head comes hunting me down for distracting you," she turned her back and finished with her clothing. As soon as Bula was out of the room, she changed into a pair of shorts with black pajama pants over top and a white wife beater.
What was she wearing before, if she had just come to Earth? It was very convenient that they hadn't gone into any stores that did not allow and ample amount of sunshine in. She was actually wearing a gold gown. The Earth outfit was a mirage. She put her hair up into a ponytail and dropped to her bed. It was very different from her own, but not in a bad way. She fell asleep almost immediately.
"So how was shopping?" Trunks asked as spread some butter onto his roll.
"Oh, it was so much fun! Vegeta, I don't know why you don't like her! She was so funny! Wasn't she Bula?" Bulma asked and scooped some noodles onto her plate.
"Yeah. We kept making her try on shoes, she just wanted tennis shoes, but we thought she should get at least a pair of heels. Finally, she said 'if I pick a pair, can I stop trying on shoes?' It was so funny. She was like a little kid with her parents," Bula laughed and placed the salad onto the tabletop.
"You just wait," Vegeta said, scowling, "she will show her true, bitchy colors in time. She isn't so nice when there's something she wants."
"I still don't know who this girl is. What's her name at least?" Trunks asked, trying desperately to take part in the conversation.
"Hanna," Vegeta grunted.
"Oh. How old is he? Like, is she Bula's age?"
"Hell no," his father laughed and put a big piece of meat on his plate.
"Oh, you just made her sound like she was younger," Trunks said in his defense.
"Well, she says she, er, knows your father. But she doesn't look like she could be more than nineteen or twenty, which is what I don't understand. Do you know how old she is, Vegeta?" Bulma asked curiously.
"You wouldn't believe me."
"Come on, Dad, try us," Bula whined and finally sat down in her own seat to start eating.
"Over a thousand, at least. I'm not really sure how her people age," there was silence as they all looked confused, "did you hear her talk about a Fate? She's, oh wait. She's probably closer to two thousand. She was talking about your Roman Fates. The three woman who decide the destiny and lifespan of a person."
"Like in Hercules?" Bula asked cheerfully, meaning the Disney movie.
"Uh, yeah. Just like that," he said sarcastically and rolled his eyes.
"Vegeta, I'm impressed you know all about Roman mythology," Bulma said and took a scoop of the salad.
"What kind of books do you think I read on this planet, woman?" He snapped and bit into his food. The conversation moved on from the weirdness of their guest into a typical Brief dinner.
Hanna woke sometime later and found a note on the table next to her. You were sleeping and I didn't want to wake you. There is food in the fridge for you to heat if you want it. Hope you had a nice nap! She swung her legs over the bed and sat up, stretching. She decided that she really liked Bula. She stood, fixed her hair, and walked downstairs.
She hadn't looked at the time, but it looked like it was after midnight, at least. She was very careful to stay absolutely quite, not wanting to wake Vegeta and get into a late night verbal argument. She had reached the bottom of the stairs and was about to turn to where she knew the kitchen was, when she saw a light on down the opposite hallway. Letting her curiosity get the best of her, she walked down the suspicious looking hallway.
t.b.p.: AHAHAHA I'm on one of my rolls! I might update once more tonight, cause I know I will not be able to for the next two day, possibly three. I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing this. Review!!