This is rather long for a one shot, so I'm sorry if I bore you with it

All characters and the word 'uff' belongs to Akira Toriyama respectively.

I know my grammar isn't the best, I'm working on it.

And I know that Bunny Briefs was probably dead by the time Bra was in high school but I wanted to add her in it. I'm not good with DBZ's timeline lol.

Please enjoy! And review!

Memories

"Salami?"

"Hn."

"Cheese?"

"Hn."

"And what about some Mayonnaise?, or maybe Miracle Whip? Which one you like most?"

"Miracle Whip. Its sweet. I like having a little twang to my sandwiches."

"Ha-ha dad, a little twang? I'd never thought I hear a word like that come from your mouth. You must of got it from mom?"

"Humph, I picked up a lot from that blasted woman over the years. It's because she can never stop running her mouth." Vegeta said to his daughter as they packed their picnic basket.

"Well it must not bother you much, being that your still with her, huh?" Bra said playfully as she nudged her father with her shoulder.

"Shut up brat." Vegeta replied with a small smile.

"Dad for the last time stop calling me a brat, I'm 24 years old not 10." Bra responded, a little annoyed.

Vegeta didn't respond as he began to put back all of the left over materials in the refrigerator. Calling his daughter brat was the only way he could relive her childhood years once more. He cherished those moments with his daughter when she needed him the most. Now that she was 24 and out on her own, she rarely needed him at all.

"Oh yea dad remember that boy named Broden? That jerk who I went out with when I was 16?"

Vegeta's grip on the refrigerator handle tightened, almost causing it to break hadn't Vegeta calmed his anger.

"Grrr..What about that Boy?" Vegeta asked in annoyance. He remembered when his little brat came home crying about the asshole who almost ruined her high school years with a disgusting rumor. He claimed that Bra let him take her virginity when the only thing they ever did was kiss in the gym after school.

When Bra ran home crying Vegeta thought it was because of something small, but when she told her parents what happened it was like Vegeta came close to reaching super saiyan 3.

-Flashback-

"WHAT! What in the hell do you mean he stole you damn virginity? Have me and your mother not teach you anything at all? Or is your head so damn big that you walk around thinking you can do whatever you damn well please! Do you see where the way you dress has got you? Walking around in a red skin tight outfit, belly hanging out looking like one of these earthling whores! Your 15 years old for Kami's sake!" Vegeta yelled at the top of his lungs, his hair changing from black to yellow at the end of each sentence.

"Vegeta what in the hell are you talking about! She said it isn't true, it's a rumor Vegeta! A rumor!" Bulma yelled back matching the tone of her husband's.

"Do you think I give a shit? She must of done something to provoke this boy! He wouldn't make something up like that out of nowhere."

"Daddy I swear we only kissed! I'm so sorry! He kept telling everyone that I was hot and that he wanted to talk to me. When I left the locker room after cheer practice he was already sitting in the gym waiting for me. We started talking and then he moved in to kiss me, and I kissed him back. He told me that he wanted me to be his girlfriend and I said yes, then the next day when I went to see him by his locker he blew me off and started to tell everyone in the hallway that he had sex with me. People started to call me a whore and a slut. I didn't do nothing but kiss him dad I promise!" Bra sobbed, her tears tainted black from her eyeliner and mascara.

"Tell me something Bra, how old is this boy, hmm? Cause if he's over the required age limit I'm going to kill him, and then I'm going to kill you!"

"Vegeta," Bulma said gently, "You killing the boy is not going to make the rumor go away. If anything it's going to get you arrested and ruin Bra's life even more. Now Bra how old is he?"

"He's eigtnnnnn.." Bra mumbled under her breath.

"What? Speak Up." Bulma said tensely.

"Unless you want to die now instead of later I suggest you spit it out girl!" Vegeta said darkly.

"He's eighteen daddy.." Bra whispered.

"Oh shit." Said Bulma.

-End Flashback-

"I seen him the other day at the grocery store near my apartment. You wouldn't believe how out of shape he looks for a 27 year old. He apologized to me and said he always thought highly of me. I guess he was just trying to be cool."

"Whatever. If you believe what that buffoon says then so be it. He almost caused you to get transferred to a whole new district, and on top of that you became severely depressed. I almost killed that boy if it weren't for your mother going up to your school with me." Vegeta said.

"Yea dad I know, you almost killed me too. You kept changing from normal to super saiyan off and on. I never seen you so outraged, and when you got to the principal's office at school you literally blew the roof off. I guess you do care for your family even though you try to play the badass role. Hehe" Bra teased her dad as she picked up the picnic basket and opened the screen door.

Vegeta followed his daughter and scoffed at her comment.

"I don't need to play at anything that I'm already am."

"Good comeback."

Laying out the quilted cloth Bra took note of her surroundings making sure there weren't any potential creepy crawlies that would ruin her or her grumpy dad's evening. Bra watched her father as he took out a sandwich and began to munch slowly. She took in her dad's calm but stern features.

"No matter how calm he is he always look strong and angry." She thought to herself.

Her mom had told her of her father's past life, and how he was when he first came to earth. Bra was only eleven at the time, and it was the hardest for her to comprehend. After her mom had finished telling her, she tried to avoid her dad. She couldn't believe her beloved father would do such things.

-Flashback-

Bra stared at her mom in disbelief. She knew her dad was from another planet, but this was just too much for he to understand.

"But why did he kill all of those innocent people?...my dad wouldn't do that mom you must be lying."

Bulma sighed and thought about if she should cut the conversation short or keep going.

"No Bulma," She thought to herself, "Tell her the truth, she has a right to know."

"Bra sweetie in all honesty I'm telling the truth. People do bad things in their life, albeit your father did some downright awful things, but he's a changed man now."

"Bullshit!" Bra yelled.

"Bra watch your mouth! I raised you better that way! A lady is not supposed-"

"No just get out mom! I don't want to hear it. You just got done telling me that after all this time the man that I look up to and call my father has killed thousands of people and you expect me not to curse! GET OUT!"

Bulma felt like it was a mistake telling Bra about this at her young age. Trunks was 6 when she told him about his father's violent past, but it didn't change the little boy's opinion of his dad. Bulma was secretly thankful for that, but now it was a different story with her daughter.

"Fine ill leave, but let me tell you this-you being mad at your father won't solve anything. The people who died where wish back with the dragon balls for one, and two you can't change the past by being mad. What's done is done kiddo, and your father would want you to realize that. I know it's hard for you comprehend but Bra your dad loves you. He never bow down to anyone like he does you, not Trunks nor me for that matter, and I'm his wife." Bulma said the last part with a smile.

"On that note ill leave you be. Oh and one more thing since you decided to get loud with your mother and curse your grounded from going to your friend's slumber party. See ya." Bulma walked out of her daughter's room, closing the door gently.

"Like I really care about some stupid slumber party. You just told me my dad was a murderer and you ban me from a slumber party? Humph." Bra slumped down on her bed, holding her teddy bear that her father had gotten her for her 5th birthday. She took a long look at the bear and shivered.

"I wonder if he murdered someone just to get you." She tossed the bear on the other side of the room.

"I won't talk to him ever again, I won't even look at him" Bra thought to herself as she pulled the covers over her head and cried.

The next day she did her best to avoid Vegeta, which wasn't hard cause he was usually in the training room until 8 pm, but at 8:30 the father and daughter couple would watch a show they both found entertaining together, and for Bra it was father daughter time without the title.

Vegeta stepped out his shower at approximately 8:20 pm. He took his time to lotion up his body and neatly folding his training clothes, placing them in the dirty clothes bin.

At 8:25 he began to walk down the hall of his large home, eager to meet up with his daughter to watch their show. Although he didn't mention it much Vegeta considered this time between him and his daughter to be special.

When he got to the bottom of the stairs at 8:30 he noticed that their show was on, but his daughter wasn't on the couch.

"Must be nagging her mother or something." He said under his breath.

Soon time passed and Vegeta took note that Bra was not going to be joining him on the couch that night, so he went on up stairs and got ready for bed.

"Vegeta we need to talk." Bulma said as he came in the room.

"I step my foot in the door and already you want to talk about something? Women give me a minute to get myself together will you."

Bulma walked up to Vegeta and looked him dead in his eye, letting him know it was something serious.

"Why in the hell would you tell her that..." Vegeta asked.

"Does she hate me?" He thought to himself as his hands began to tremble.

"...Dammit... Bra! Get in here right now!"

-End Flashback-

"Staring is rude." Vegeta said as he helped himself to some b-b-q chips.

"Oh! Sorry dad...I was just...zoned out I guess." Bra said as she held her head down embarrassed. To this day Bra still felt bad for trying to ignore her dad, even if they sat and discuss the situation numerous times.

"Do you recall the day I took you to the father daughter ball at your higher learning center?" Vegeta asked as he focused on another sandwich.

Bra snorted at her father and his proper speech, noting that he was still a prince no matter how badass he was.

"Yea dad why?"

"Just reminding you to get your attention. You seemed more out of it than that deceased idiot father -in-law of yours."

"I remember that day perfectly actually." Bra said as she looked dreamily out in the open.

-Flashback-

"Oh my! Bra you look absolutely gorgeous darling! And Vegeta you look handsome as well." Bunny Briefs said as she took numerous pictures of the father and daughter.

Bra had on a beautiful white train dress with pink flowers flowing down the sides. Her long blue hair was in spiral curls, while Vegeta had on a standard black and white Tuxedo, his hair spiked neatly and his face freshly shaven.

"Dad looks handsome, dad looks handsome." Bra teased.

"Grrr...shut up! " Vegeta growled.

Bra stuck her tongue out at her father and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Stop looking so mean for once dad, lets enjoy this night please?. I'm going to be leaving you and mom in a matter of months. Don't you want this to be a joyful night?"

"Uufff." Vegeta responded.

"I'll take that as a yes!"

"Okay guys one more picture!" Bunny said.

SNAP!

"Oh I wish your mother wasn't on that business trip with your grandfather and Trunks. She would of love this! Well I won't hold you guys up any longer! I'll have some fresh baked sweets for you when you arrive home later. Oh and Veggie my dear, stay handsome!"

Vegeta shivered at his mother in law's last comment.

"Let's go before that blonde maniac comes back." Vegeta said as he gently grab his daughter's hand.

Vegeta and Bra arrived at her high school gymnasium a little over 9 o'clock. Fathers and daughters stood outside waiting to be let in. The place was surprisingly packed this year. Bra remembered that the senior girls father daughter banquet last year wasn't as packed as this years. She was one of the junior girls who were chosen to assist the teachers with decorations. As a reward for the hard work the girls would be able to get in free of charge and snack on all of the food they want.

After waiting 30 minutes in line outside, Bra and Vegeta finally made it inside. The room was decked out in all white lights, making the atmosphere look heavenly.

"It's beautiful in here isn't it dad.?

"Hn." Vegeta responded with a simple nod . He gripped his daughter's hand tighter and pulled her to the dance floor.

"We will dance for a small portion. Afterward you will have a short amount of time to condensate with these pathetic humans you call friends, and then we will leave to attend you favorite restaurant." Vegeta said to his daughter while tinges of red played over his cheeks.

Bra gave her father a deep smile, her dimples showing and her bright blue eyes glowing.

"Come on then dad, let's go."

-End Flashback-

"If the brat keeps daydreaming like this, there won't be no food left for her to eat." Vegeta thought to himself.

Bra finally came back to her senses, feeling a little ashamed that she allowed herself two times in a row to zone out.

"Are you sure you haven't pick up you dreaded fiancée's habits? " Vegeta said as he grabbed the last sandwich out the picnic basket.

"Oh man I'm sorry dad, I was just thinking again...Hey wait a minute...Dad you greedy bastard! You could of save me some chips at least." Bra said as she searched the picnic basket. The only thing inside was garbage.

"Well maybe if you weren't in day dreaming so much you could of eaten." Vegeta responded coolly.

"Uuff dad... whatever...Hey dad can I tell you something?" Bra asked,

"Hn."

"Thank you for having this picnic with me. I know this might not be your thing but I really do appreciate it. " Bra said tenderly as she extended her father her hand to get up and put the picnic stuff back in the house.

"No problem brat." Vegeta said with a sly smirk.

"Ha-ha whatever daddy."

Vegeta watched his daughter as she gathered the basket and blanket, and went in the house.

"My princess you don't know how much this picnic meant to me. Thank you" He said as he stared in the sky.

"You're welcome dad," Bra said as she came back outside to get her phone, "Looks like you were the one caught daydreaming."

Vegeta blushed heavily."Shut up! you didn't hear anything! Now let's go inside and get you something to eat."

Bra giggled. "Alright dad lets go."

-END-