Hey guys! Next chapter here and coming in hot! I will also be posting Chapter 3 as well so be prepared to read like no tomorrow!

Note: I actually don't know if I spelled Krillin's name correctly let me guys if that is the correct spelling or not! Too Many LLLLLLLLLLLLL!

Anywhos, on with the fic! I still sadly don't own anything!

Chapter 2 - UNCLE?!

The waves crashed gently against the sandy shores of a small island in the middle of the ocean. In the middle of said island was a simple small pink house. On the side of the house in red paint was the words KAME HOUSE. Of course, many few who've been to the house know of the quirky characters that right now reside within it's tight comforts. Overhead the sound of helicopter of some sorts could be heard overhead making the residence of the house most curious on their visitor.

The yellow helicopter landed just outside of the house as the pilot, a young woman with short blue hair, hopped out capsulizing her transportation placing it snug in the pocket of her white shorts. The young woman walked to the already opened door and gave a huge smile towards the residence of the house.

"Hey guys! Long time no see," the woman spoke cheerfully as the residence smiled widely at seeing her.

"Bulma! It's good to see you," the short bald monk in an orange gi piped up happily.

Of course everyone who was anyone knew who Bulma Briefs was. Daughter to Dr. Briefs, heir to capsule corp., along with being considered a blue haired beauty. It was during her search of the dragon balls that she had met this bald headed monk and many others. That included of course was the famous Turtle Hermit, also known as Roshi.

"So, where's Yamcha and his sister," inquired the monk as he usually saw the ex-desert bandit with the blue haired beauty along with his red-headed twin.

"UGH! Krillin, don't even mention his name. That cheating bastard," Bulma started with irritation, "Also, she declined the offer of joining us."

It wasn't till after she mentioned it that the group heard the noise of a couple familiar folks. Everyone practically ran out the door to meet none other then Kakarot and Raditz. Everyone was completely ecstatic to see them until Krillin noticed the small child in Kakarot's arms. Of course he decided to keep quiet about it till the time to ask was right.

"Kakarot! It's so good to see you. Still wearing that same old gi I see," Roshi inquired as he tried not to oogle at his former students well shaped body completely oblivious to the child held in her arms.

Last time after her training out in space Roshi had decided to try his hands at her. Big mistake! The minute he had groped her both her and Raditz had sent him flying right into a mountain. Believe me if looks could kill Roshi would have been killed twice over by the looks he got from the siblings. But still he couldn't, but stare.

It wasn't until after Bulma commented on Raditz's new hair making him blush did she notice the child in her best friend's arms. Confusion crossed her face, she no idea why Kakarot would have a child with her.

"Kakarot. I couldn't help notice the child in your arms. Are you babysitting the child or something," inquired Bulma as she continued to stare at the child.

"Oh right. This is my daughter, Gohan," Kakarot started putting the child down on the sand as the child hid behind Kakarot's legs, "Say hello."

Everyone looked at Kakarot in complete surprise, minus Raditz of course. When the heck did she have a kid?! And with whom?! Gohan shyly poked her head from her behind her mother's legs as everyone stared at her with wide eyes.

"H-hello. My name is Gohan," She spoke shyly fiddling with one of the spikes of her hair.

Bulma was the first to snap out of the shock as she kneeled down to the young girl's eye level. She gave a gentle smile. 'She looks so much like her mother' Bulma thought forgetting all about interrogating her friend on the who the father was. Well, she did notice the bite-mark scar on Kakarot's neck and the remembering some of things Raditz had explained to her a few years ago, she guessed that whoever gave her the mark was most likely the father.

"So, how old are you Gohan," Bulma questioned. The answer was a mix between 4 and 5 fingers. Most likely indicating she was 4 and a half.

Krillian couldn't, but also smile a bit at how adorable his friend's daughter was. He had once had a crush on the tall raven-haired woman, but eventually he started to see her as more of a sister then a crush. All he knew is whoever she had ended up with may Kami have mercy on their soul. Even though Kakarot was a very cheerful and optimistic person, she was extremely stubborn and those rare occasions of anger made even the bravest of men to crap themselves in fear. Krillian had actually never seen her truly angry, but what he heard from her brother was that she had almost torn the limbs off the poor soul who pissed her off.

He mentally shivered at the thought hoping that her daughter wouldn't have a temper similar to her or worse. He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw both Kakarot and Raditz go complete tense.

"Raditz... Did you feel...," She quietly began as her brother nodded, "Gohan stay behind me."

"What is it," Bulma asked as she looked around in confusion at the sudden tension that appeared.

It was like a sudden flash as both sibling's heads whipped up to see a figure floating above the island. The figure lowered down to the island landing on the shore a few feet away from the group. Because of it everyone could see the stranger clearly.

It was middle aged man of some sort with hair that was exactly replica of Kakarot's. His skin was a bit tanned and his eye black and as cold as coal. He wore armor that resembled Raditz's whenever Bulma had met both him and Kakarot many years ago. Except it had hinds of dark blue on the shoulder and chest plates. A strange furry belt was on his waist and a red eye glass object was propped over his left eye. The Ki that was emitted off the man was extremely dark and sinister. Making the fighters of the group end up on guard.

"Well, well, I knew I would eventually find you two," began the man with a deep sinister voice, "It has been a long time Kakarot and Raditz, my niece and nephew."

Both siblings looked at each other. Kakarot was confused as hell. Who the hell was this guy? Was he claiming to her and Raditz's uncle?! Raditz knew who this was, but he questioned how he was still alive. He was exiled back even before his little sister was even. He turned back towards the man glaring at him harshly.

"Hello. Uncle Turles."

Le Gasp! Raditz and Kakarot have an uncle?! What could happen next? Find out next chapter. PEACE!