A/N: This chapter has been re-worked. ENJOY!
Chapter 7: Surprise!
"A healer huh?" Bulma said out load, her hand on her chin in thought. Her remark snapped Vegeta back into reality. "Well thank Kami for that. She was barely alive when she got here, she would have died if she didn't have that gift." There was a moment of silence between the four. Only the soft sounds of night could be heard in the background; the pleasant noises of animals that were more active than usual because of the full moon.
Bulma took in a deep breath and threw her hands up, looking at her friends. "Well guys, I don't know about you, but I've had about enough exciting news for one night. Now if you don't have any more bombs to drop on us Vegeta, I'll think I'll check on our girl one last time and head off to bed." Bulma smiled at the Saiyan Prince, giggling mostly to herself, "I mean it's not like you were intended to marry her or anything…" She scoffed.
For just a slight second Vegeta's eyes widened in shock and he slightly blushed, subtly enough that only Bulma noticed. He corrected his mistake just in time to keep anyone else from seeing, but it didn't get past the heiress. Bulma froze, staring a hole into the flame haired Saiyan, her expression just as surprised as his had been a second before, then her face changed. She stood back and looked at him straight on, placing her hands firmly on her hips, her face growing red in anger. "What was that look for."
The three men could feel the anger radiating off the woman like a heater, an unspoken conversation passed between Vegeta and Bulma that both Goku and Piccolo completely missed. Vegeta maintained his uncaring appearance, only closing his eyes and looking away from the human. He was done with this conversation. Goku and Piccolo had no idea what was going on, but the energy Bulma was emanating was enough to cause them both to instinctively take a step back.
"SHE WAS WANS'T SHE!" Her ear piercing screech echoed through the yard, causing Goku and Piccolo to cover their ears in pain, Vegeta simply cringed at the sound. "YOU JERK! YOU NEVER TOLD ME ANYTHING ABOUT THIS!" Bulma's face was flushed and she was screaming at the top of her lungs, towering over the Saiyan Prince. He kept his eyes closed, looking away from the woman, doing his best to keep his own rage under control.
"I thought she was dead woman!" He turned to her, matching her volume and rage. "Why would I bother explaining to you that I had been intended to mate a dead woman? What difference would that have made? It's not like I expected her to come back." He kept his arms crossed and looked just as intimidating as she did.
"But now she's not dead! When were you planning on telling me? Don't you think that's something I deserve to know!?" She stopped for a second to gather her thoughts, then continued, "And when were you going to tell Goku! It's his sister!"
"Uh it's ok Bulma, I mean, I don't really care…" He was cut off before he could continue, both Vegeta and Bulma yelling at him to stay out of it. Goku put his hand behind his head, a goofy smile on his face as he stopped talking. Piccolo just rubbed his eyes at the absurdity of it all, wishing he was somewhere else.
"What's going to happen now? What if she still wants to marry you or something?!" The anger was only able to hide so much of the hurt just underneath. Her eyes remained glued to Vegeta's, hanging on his answer. He returned her look with one of his trademark smirks.
"Well I'm not too worried about that." He looked back at Bulma almost in a laugh. "I can almost guarantee she wants nothing to do with me." Vegeta thought to himself.
Bulma looked surprised, she knew Vegeta was hard for some people to be around, but she didn't think the last female Saiyan was someone who would avoid his company. Litha did grow up with him and somewhere in the past they were meant to be together. She remembered what it was like to be a child and how she use to wish to be married to a Prince. She didn't know if a Saiyan would have the same sentiments; she couldn't imagine it would be much different, but Bulma took his response at face value, only answering his comment with a slightly suspicious glare.
"Why her," Goku finally spoke up when it seemed Vegeta and Bulma had finally calmed down. "You're always reminding me of my third-class status and how weak Raditz was; she couldn't be much more powerful than us, why were you supposed to marry her?"
Vegeta looked more annoyed than anything when he answered. "There were only five healers born to my generation. She was the one sent to live at the palace and study under the queen." He looked at Goku, "She was the most powerful of the five."
"Wow, my sister was supposed to be queen?!" Goku looked up to the sky in thought, again scratching the back of his neck. "Well gee, Vegeta. If Freeza hadn't blown up the planet, we would have been Brothers-in-law!" He laughed a bit, his trademark smile slapped across his face. Vegeta only responded by sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose.
"I'm going to bed Kakarott, your stupidity is exhausting…" He crossed his arms and turned to head back into the house.
"Uh hey Bulma, if you don't mind, would it be ok if I stayed here tonight, at least until she wakes up." Goku asked, "She only calmed down when she saw me, so maybe she'll stay that way when she finally wakes up?"
"Sure thing Goku, I'll call Chi Chi and let her know." His oldest friend smiled, a warm nurturing expression appeared on her face. He turned towards the door and headed back to the infirmary. Goku figured his sister could probably use a familiar face when she woke up. The least he could do was be there for a sister he never knew he had. 'Maybe this will be a better reunion than I had with Raditz.'
