A/N: So yea, getting a start on this when I could be finishing my chemistry hw, but heck, I don't know who do it! Ah well, hope ya'll enjoy this chapter…a bit on the funny side with a serious case of….SERIOUS. hahahahahaha!

Disclaimer: dun own….sadly (cries).

Chapter 14: Resurrection

Goku yawned and watched the hooded man walk a ways before stopping and spinning around. Eyes wide, the tall Saiya-jin backpedaled, knowing he had been caught but not quite sure what to do. The figure began to chuckle though, sending shivers up and down Goku's spine.

"Well, it seems that no matter what I do I can't get away from you," cooed the deep voice. Ebony eyes began to widen even more as a gloved hand pulled away the hood.

'Oh no! It c-can't be!...'

"What the HELL!"

The Prince shook his head to clear up his vision even more. Sadly enough this had been the cause of his worry! A cloaked figure, quite large in size, stood before him. "You've got to be kidding me! Well," he said, tightening his crossed arms-stance, "just who are you?"

A strangely familiar laugh boomed from the shadowed lengths of the hood. "Shouldn't you know, Prince!" Vegeta blinked. 'How strange…that voice…that laugh…I know it well…'

"Enough with the stupidity! Show yourself, weakling!" yelled the shorter man, growing more and more impatient with each passing second.

"Very well…as you wish," replied the deep, raspy voice, pulling back on the hood of the clichéd "bad guys" cloak.

A split second of emotion passed across Vegeta's face as he took in the image a very dead person…

"GAH! IT'S A CLONE OF ME!" Goku dropped immediately into his famous stance, preparing to attack.

The stranger's eyes widened as his hands shot up. Clearly the slightly shorter man had no idea what was going on. "Kakarot just hold on!" He stepped back a few feet, trying to gauge what else the younger man was capable of.

Goku's head tilted to the side. "Kakarot? Only Vegeta calls me that." His innocent eyes narrowed. "Just who are you?" The other man chuckled, placing one strong hand on the back of his head. "Figures…" he muttered, glancing to the side that Vegeta had retreated to earlier.

"I guess you don't remember me, do you?" Earth's hero shook his head, making his 'clone' sigh deeply. "You were so young when you were sent away, I'm not really that surprised. Hm, actually, you were pretty lucky. Both you and…Vegeta…managed to escape our Planet's destruction."

"Our planet! You're a Saiya-jin too!" Goku exclaimed, closing the gap between them slightly.

Shrugging off the cloak, the stranger took a seat on the linoleum floor of the store. "Yes, I am. That's what I'm really trying to tell you Kakarot…I tried to stop Frieza from doing it. But he was just too strong, and I was completely outnumbered. And well, heh, I guess I wanted to redeem myself."

"Hm, been there before! Frieza's a menace, but he's long gone. Anyway, if you're a Saiya-jin, and you look like me…just who are you?"

"…Kakarot…I—I'm your—"

"—FATHER!" The shocked form of the Prince stepped back, tripping over the items he so carefully looked for.

"Hn," was all the older man offered. "Just where you belong, at my feet. Boy, what the hell are you doing here!"

Vegeta blinked a few times, taking in the sight of his father before snapping back up, shaking a fist at his older counterpart. "ME! What the hell are you doing here!" They glared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before the King looked away, conceding a small defeat. Vegeta grinned wickedly, flashing back to all those times he and his father had had those very "child-like" wars.

The moment was shattered instantly when the King came up to his young clone and slapped him. Vegeta held his cheek, surprised that it still stung, even after all this time. "Have you not retained anything I've taught you after all these years! I am YOUR father and the KING…whenever in my presence you bow until acknowledged!"

The Prince stepped back, wondering, if not hoping, that all of this was some freak nightmare brought on by the Onna's experimentation in the baking field…also known as angel food cake. But looking back up, to the seemingly real face of a ghost from the past, he realized he faced bigger consequences if he didn't at least humor the old man. So with the grace befitting any member of the royal family, he clasped his hands behind his back and bowed his head, remembering, and knowing, that only those in the royal line could simply bow their heads to the King.

King Vejita stood up straighter, relishing the feeling of once again having his son in his presence…even if the means of getting here was a bit odd. He allowed a curt nod and approached his son.

"Well, now that all of that drabble is out of the way, we can get on to more important matters." A young, royal eyebrow perked up as he looked to his father again. "Yes, it is a bit strange for you to be here old man." Hearing the King growl made a whisper of a smirk appear on Vegeta's face.

However, the king began to circle his son slowly, the cloak flowing behind him and adding to his grand presence. "Hm, seems as though you've gotten stronger boy." He raised a heavy eyebrow. "Much stronger. Tell me, why are you here on this backwater excuse for a planet." Leaning against the shelves, he cast a critical eye on his eldest son.

Vegeta let out an uncharacteristic sigh as he ran his hand down his face.

…the day was starting to get longer….

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Oooo, two chapters in one night! I am on a roll. Ok, so everyone seems a bit OOC, and I'm sorry. And don't think the King was this much of a bitch to Veggie-chan. I'm pretty sure he was pretty decent to the poor guy, even if we really don't know much about him. Ah well, and for those of you who haven't quite figured out who Goku's talking to…shame on you! Haha, that's ok. Originally I was going to have Raditz and Nappa come back, but I decided to change it a bit to add some more to the story (evil grin). So yay…off to be creative!

Might start on another chapter before I head off to sleepy land . REVIEW please!

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