A/N: Bold represents speaking thru thought!

Note: Italics represents thoughts and/or memories.

Hold the Phone!

Goku has a Sister!?

25

She looked around her, brows furrowed. She was in a room, two tall doorways in front of her. She glanced over. Her eyes widened slightly, taking a step back. A massive desk sat to her right, someone's gigantic legs sitting underneath it. She kept backing away, stopping when the rest of the body belonging to the legs appeared. She stared at the person, eyes wide. The man leaned forward, studying her. His voice boomed through the air.

"Hello," he said, his gaze curious. Kenya swallowed, looking around her again. "Where am I?" she asked slowly, her eyes landing on one of the blue skinned men standing by the doorways. The deafening voice had her looking back at the man behind the desk.

"Well my dear," he said, leaning back in his chair. "You're at check in."

They studied one another before Kenya's eyes narrowed, a confused look crossing her features. "Check in? What the hell..."

The big man sighed, the sound as loud as his voice. A regretful look settled on his face as he leaned forward again, clasping his hands in front of him. "You're dead."

Kenya's eyes widened, her face whitening. She looked around again, before turning back to the man. "And who are you?"

"I'm King Yemma. I oversee the dead. Send them where they need to go," he said, his voice matter of fact. He suddenly straightened, opening a book laying in front of him. "Now! To find out who you are, young lady!" the man murmured, running his finger down the pages.

Kenya watched him, still a little stunned that she was dead. But shouldn't I be in heaven? I'm not in hell, am I!? She glanced around again, her gaze going back to the carpet, studying it as she tried to remember what exactly happened for her to get here. She was screaming. Her body burned, the power coming out of her almost too much. She felt her tail whip behind her, the burning in her body seeming to increase as her scream got louder. She thought she heard Vegeta's voice, but her mind had quickly blanked, as everything in her tried to come out. The last thing she remembered was a bright white light bursting before her eyes, then she was here.

Her head jerked up as King Yemma grunted. His head came up, looking at her with eyebrows raised, a surprised look on his face.

"You're Goku's sister!?" He looked back down at the list, murmuring to himself. "I didn't know the man had a sister!"

Kenya didn't say anything, just listened with half an ear as the others in the room softly gasped. Her tail slowly swished behind her as she crossed her arms. She glanced behind her, her golden eyes widening slightly at the sight of small white orbs forming a line at one of the doorways. "What are those?" she asked, not taking her eyes off the little wisps of energy. She heard King Yemma lift his head, following her gaze. "Oh," he said loudly, looking back down at his book as he wrote something down. "Those are souls," he stated, not looking up at her. Kenya gasped, looking down at her body. "But...!"

King Yemma saw her glance at her body, sighing and laying his pen down. He threaded his fingers together, resting his chin on them as he studied the woman. "You're a warrior," he said to her unasked question. "You're allowed to keep your body if you've done something great."

He watched her shoot a confused look at him. "But...what great thing did I do!?" He glanced down at the registry, before lifting his eyes to her. "Well," he said slowly, "You helped your brother protect earth." He paused for a moment. "And..." he studied her.

Kenya quirked a brow at his continued silence. "And?" she prompted, tensing as he opened his mouth.

"And you're Vegeta's mate," he said softly, watching the woman's eyes widen.

"Why is that considered great?" she asked curiously, her head tilting a little bit. She watched the man in front of her glance towards the other occupants in the room, before meeting her eyes.

"With the way he's on the rampage right now, that was a very good thing," King Yemma stated softly, watching her eyes bug out.

Kenya felt her breath rush out, her mouth hanging open for a moment before she snapped it closed. Her tail wrapped around her waist as she let her arms fall.

"What..." she whispered. "Why is Vegeta on the rampage?"

No one spoke for a moment, the soft sound of time ticking away reached their ears as the King studied the woman in front of him. He sighed, closing his eyes momentarily before opening them again, steadying his gaze on the saiyan woman.

"You died," he said simply, watching as she slowly shook her head, her gaze dropping to the floor.

"Vegeta," Kenya whispered, swallowing with difficulty to think that something she did would cause the prince to harm others.

"You can however," the sound of the man's voice had her lifting her head. "Go to King Kai's, if you can make it. And seeing as how you're Goku's sister, I'm pretty sure you can!"

"Who's King Kai?"

King Yemma scoffed, narrowing his eyes down at her. "Did Goku not tell you anything!?"

It was Kenya's turn to scoff, as she glared at the man. "You've met Goku, right!?"

The man barely nodded his head, turning away for a moment, before a small smile appeared, his eyes meeting hers.

"You're right. Goku wouldn't think to tell you any of this," he said softly, banging a hand on the desk a moment later, ignoring it when the woman jumped. He closed the book laying in front of him, quietly studying the woman before him.

"Well?"

King Yemma raised a brow as she stayed silent. "Do you want to go or not, young lady!?"

He watched her slowly nod, before instructing one of the blue skinned demons to escort her to the entrance to snake way. Glancing once more at the woman, he stared back down at his hands, his brows slightly furrowed as he listened to them leave.

"Goku's sister," he whispered a few minutes later, shaking his head. "The resemblance is uncanny! Except for the golden eyes and hair!" King Yemma softly chuckled, picking up his pen and opening the registry again. Clearing his throat, he shouted "Next!"

She stared at the massive snake head in front of her, listening with half an ear as her escort walked to his little car, getting in and quickly leaving. She didn't look back, just studied the head for another moment, before slowly levitating, landing on the stone structure, looking out in front of her. She gasped softly, her eyes widening at the seemingly endless path curving through the clouds, disappearing far over the horizon. Shit! Silently thanking God she was dead for this, she jumped off the snake head, her feet barely touching the path before blasting off, a golden trail slowly dissipating behind her.

Vegeta grunted, pulling his hand out of the rock. He looked down at the dragon ball clutched in his hand, his fingers almost touching. The bright orange star shined as sunlight hit it, the little ball covered with dust. He blew on it, watching the particles drift through the air before putting it in the bag hanging off his shoulder. The prince straightened, closing his eyes for a moment, clenching his hands as Kenya floated through his mind. Quickly dispelling it before rage consumed him again, he slowly made his way towards the entrance of the cave. He laid his hand on the stone wall a moment later, letting the bag hit the ground with a thunk as he squeezed his eyes closed. He turned, his back hitting the wall as he balled his hands into fists. Her laughter floated through his mind. Vegeta swallowed, the last image of her alive flitting before his eyes. I should have done something, anything! Instead I just stood there and let her die. I could have tried to calm her down, could have kept her from being consumed in her own power, could have...Vegeta sighed, reaching up and rubbing his temple. His head constantly pounded now, the ache not dissipating since the woman died. He felt his gut burn again, letting out a breath as he reached for his bag.

"Vegeta?"

He paused, his eyes widening as he stared down at the bag. His body tensed at the sound of her voice in his head. Vegeta sucked in a breath softly, warmth and softness entering his mind, the feel of her presence there making his body ease.

"Vegeta!"

The prince lifted his head, settling back against the wall, clenching his hands. He swallowed, feeling his heart rate pick up a little as her voice floated through his mind again.

"Hey," Vegeta whispered, closing his eyes, his breath hitching a little when he didn't hear anything for a few minutes.

"What is this I hear about you hurting people!?"

A laugh escaped him at her reprimanding him from the afterlife, slowly shaking his head as he sighed. Only Kenya!

"Hey brat." the prince swallowed again, a gentle smile settling on his face as he heard her sigh in his head. He could feel her presence now, half expecting to open his eyes and see her standing in front of him. He kept his eyes closed, some how feeling closer to her by doing this.

"Don't."

He winced, balling his hands into fists as her soft voice flowed through him, ignoring the cold wall at his back. His shoulder's drooped, despair starting in his chest.

"Vegeta, please..."

Vegeta swallowed with difficulty, feeling his throat thicken. He crossed his arms, taking a deep breath before answering her.

"Don't worry minx," he said softly. "I won't." The prince waited for a moment before speaking again. "Where are you?" he whispered, holding his breath, waiting for her answer.

"King Kai's, and man! Is this guy nuts!"

"Hey!"

"Sorry King Kai, it's true!"

"You'd better show me some respect Kenya," King Kai said loudly. "If you wanna keep using my antenna to communicate!"

He listened in amusement, softly chuckling as they argued for a moment, before falling silent. He knew she was still there, the warmth and softness in that corner of his mind not abating.

She finally spoke after a few minutes.

"Vegeta"

He swallowed passed the lump in his throat at the sound of her whispering his name.

"What brat?" he asked softly.

"I love you"

Vegeta smiled, warmth spreading in his chest at the quiet words. He kept his eyes closed, smirking a little as her image floated through his mind.

"You too," he whispered, feeling her smile.

After a moment, he heard sniffling.

"King Kai!"

Vegeta listened, a chuckle escaping as the sound of her scowling echoed through his mind.

"Are you crying!?"

Vegeta chuckled again, the sound of her voice softly fading as the connection was cut off. He sighed, slowly opening his eyes. He lifted his head. The prince jerked to attention, glaring at the man in front of him.

"Was that my sister?" Goku asked, watching as Vegeta slightly flushed, scowling at him before reaching down and grabbing his bag. The two men studied each other, before Vegeta turned and stalked away, not commenting. Goku followed him, squinting a little as sunlight hit his eyes, his focus on the man's back in front of him. The prince didn't acknowledge him as he paused outside the cave, his hand tightening on the bag full of dragon balls, before sighing, looking around. He tensed as Kenya's brother spoke.

"She's at King Kai's, isn't she!?"

Vegeta looked at him over his shoulder, narrowing his eyes. "How did you know that!" he demanded, watching the man smirk.

"So it was my sister!" the saiyan said triumphantly, watching with amusement as Vegeta's eyes widened slightly at being duped. The prince growled at him before looking forward again.

"Yes," he said softly, listening as Goku stepped up to him. They stood in silence for a moment, before Goku looked down at the bag Vegeta held in a death grip.

"Is that all of them?" the saiyan asked softly, his gaze going to the prince's face. He watched a muscle start in Vegeta's cheek, before the man slowly nodded.

"Well!" Goku said loudly, "What are we waiting for!? Let's go!"

Goku watched the prince blast off, not saying a word. He smirked, watching as Vegeta's trail faded for a moment before following him.