A/N: How silly of me to forget to do the disclaimer. Well here it is: "Ahem. I, dbz-vixen, do solemnly swear that all Dragonball Z characters, names and locations do not belong to me, but to the great Akira Toriyamma. I do, however, own this storyline and characters not normally found in the DBZ universe. If by chance you feel that you can sue me for this, you'll be wasting your time because I am not making one red scent off of this story which means you won't be making one either." There. I hope I was thorough enough for you. Now that's over and done with, you can read the story.

Enjoy! ^_~



Chapter 3



Vegeta was making his way back to Capsule Corp. from one of his training sessions. Since the gravity room was on the fritz today, he had no choice but to go to his secluded training area. Of course he was the reason why it was acting up, but it wasn't his fault that it wasn't fixed yet. His lazy, loudmouthed mate had announced that today was her day off and that she refused to fix anything unless it was an absolute emergency. He tried to explain to her that the broken gravity room was an emergency, but she wasn't having it. 'How did I get to be so soft,' he thought to himself when he left the house earlier.

Now he was on his way back home hoping that there would be something left in the house to eat. "I hope she didn't take a vacation from shopping," he grumbled. When he was a few miles away, he saw two streaks of energy leaving Capsule Corp. He realized that it was that baka Kakarot and his brat. 'Great. Now I know there's nothing left to eat.' He landed in front of the door and caught a whiff of something cooking. It smelled like...chocolate. He opened the door and the aroma of hot cocoa filled his senses. It was one of the few things that onna could make really well. Rice was another one, but then again you'd have to be a complete baka to mess that up, so he figured that really didn't count.

He saw that she left some in the pot as he walked over to the stove, so he made himself a cup not really caring if it was meant for him or not. He took his cup and proceeded to his room. On his way, he heard Bulma talking to someone in the

living room. He knew she would try to drag him into the conversation, so he tried to hurry through without that happening. He had no such luck. As soon as he stepped into the room, Bulma discovered him and called him over.

"Oh, Vegeta, you're home. Come here, I want you to meet someone." Vegeta noticed that there were two teenagers sitting on the couch with their backs to him. Bulma continued. "Guys I want you to meet my husband, Vegeta. Vegeta, these are our guests, Brandon and Sharon. They'll be staying here for a while." When the visitors stood up to face him, he took one look at the girl and froze. "Well aren't you going to say something," Bulma inquired a little irritated. She studied him waiting for an answer when she noticed that his face was slightly pale and his hand that was holding the mug was shaking. "Vegeta are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Vegeta's hand suddenly released the mug, sending it crashing to the floor in hundreds of pieces. His normal scowl turned to utter shock. Then just above a whisper, he muttered, "Shyra?!"

Bulma was baffled and alarmed at the same time. "What did you say?"

"He called her by that strange name," Brandon said defensively, pulling Sharon behind him. "He's one of them."

"Now just hold on a second," Bulma said moving between Vegeta and Brandon. "I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation why he used that name, right, Vegeta? Vegeta?"

Vegeta snapped back to reality. "What is it, woman?"

"You do have a reason for calling Sharon by that name, don't you?"

"Of course I do."

"Then why?"

Vegeta was getting very annoyed. "Because that's the name she was born with, baka!"

"But how could you possibly know that," Sharon questioned from behind Brandon.

Vegeta's expression soften when he looked at her. "Because..." he wanted to tell her, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. "Forget it," he said out of frustration. He turned around and started towards the door.

"Wait a minute. Where are you going," Bulma asked

"Out."

She ran up to him and put a hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "Vegeta if you know anything about Sharon, please tell us. It may help us figure out why she and her friend are here."

"Look, I don't have to explain anything to anyone, so just leave me alone!" Vegeta shook his mate's hand off his shoulder and marched out the door. By the time Bulma walked through the door, he was gone. Bulma turned back around shaking her head. "I don't understand why he's acting like this."

"It's because he's after her that's why," Brandon blurted out.

"I don't think so," Sharon uttered in deep thought.

"What do you mean? You saw how he acted when he saw you and then refused to explain why he called you that."

"I know, but he wasn't hiding it cause he was doing something wrong."

"Then why?"

"Well, he seemed to be nervous about it or something. Like he wanted to say something, but he couldn't figure out how."

Brandon wasn't buying it. "How can you tell?"

"I don't know. It was just something in his eyes."

Bulma was astonished by her remark. 'How could she have seen all that,' she wondered. Sure she herself was able to see it, but that was because she was bonded to him. 'She's never met Vegeta before, but yet and still she was able to catch that.' She was very confused. She turned her attention back to her visitors. "I'm sure we'll get an answer from him sooner or later. In the meantime, I'll show you to your rooms." Brandon and Sharon followed Bulma up stairs.

"Wow, this is some place you got here," Sharon commented as they walked down the hall.

"Yeah, it's huge," Brandon added in awe. "You guys must be loaded."

"Well, I guess it doesn't hurt to own a multi-billion dollar company."

"Really? What kind of company," Sharon asked.

"It's a technological company," Bulma answered. "We invent different things to make life a little more convenient. Our most popular product is this little gadget right here." Bulma held up something that looked like a huge pill.

"What is it," Sharon asked.

"It's called a capsule," Bulma explained. "We use it for storage."

"You mean to tell me you can store stuff in that little thing," Brandon asked in disbelief.

"Sure I can." Bulma handed him the capsule. "Why don't you try it."

"Okay. What do I do?"

"You see that button on the top?"

"Yeah."

"Push that button and toss it on the floor. Then we'll see what pops put."

"Alright." Brandon followed Bulma's instructions. There was a puff of smoke and when it cleared, a little refrigerator was sitting in front of them.

"Whoa," the teenagers said astonished.

"That's amazing," Sharon exclaimed. "What else can you get into these things?"

"Well, let's see. The biggest thing so far is a fully furnished one bedroom house."

"Are you serious," Brandon exclaimed in amazement.

"Yep. You can also put cars, motorcycles, boats, basically anything you see in a common household plus the little extras."

Sharon was examining the refrigerator. "How do you turn it back into a capsule?"

"Just push the little button that's on the other side." Sharon found the button and pressed it. This time when the smoke cleared, a little capsule sat in its place.

Brandon picked it up. "With these little capsules I can see how you're multi-billionaires. It's pure genius."

"Did you come up with that yourself?"

Bulma shook her head. "No, my dad did. That's how he started the business." She paused. "Well, here are your rooms. Brandon, yours will be next to my son, Trunks and Sharon, you'll stay next door to my daughter, Bura."

"Oh, I didn't know you had kids," Sharon said. "How old are they?"

"Trunks is twenty and Bura is ten. They should be back soon, so you'll get to meet them during dinner." Just then the doorbell rung. "That must be the delivery people with the food. There's a bathroom down the hall on both sides if you want to freshen up. You can come on downstairs when you're ready." She went downstairs to pay for the food.

Brandon looked at Sharon. "Is it me or did she say delivery people?"

Sharon shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to one of the bathrooms. "I guess we ought to get ready for dinner. I'm starving."

When they were done, they went downstairs to the kitchen and stopped in their tracks. They couldn't believe what they saw. There were stacks and stacks of pizza boxes piled high on the floor. Sharon was the first to recover. "Are you planning a party, Mrs. Bulma?"

"It looks more like a convention," Brandon added.

"What do you mean am I planning a party?" Bulma looked around the kitchen and remembered that the two of them weren't use to this. "Oh, you mean all of this food?" They nodded. "This is normal around here. Actually I order a little more because you're here. My family can really pack it in."

"They're just full of surprises aren't they," Brandon muttered to Sharon. She just nodded.

"There's basically a little bit of everything," Bulma said, "so pick out what you want and get as much as you want."

Sharon was already looking through one stack of pizzas. "Man, I'm starving. I feel like I can eat two whole pizzas."

Just then they heard the front door open. "Mom, we're home," a male voice called out.

"Mmm. I smell pizza," said a little girl.

"In the kitchen, Trunks," Bulma called back.

"I hope you remembered to leave off the anchovies this time. I don't want to go through what I went through last time," Trunks said as he made his way to the kitchen. "I was sick for a week." He stopped when he saw Brandon and Sharon. "Oh, we have guests," he said slightly embarrassed. "Uh, hi. My name is Trunks." He extended his hand to them.

Sharon took it first. "My name is Sharon and this is Brandon." Brandon shook his hand next. Then a little girl that looked like a smaller version of Bulma ran up and said, "Hi, my name is Bura."

"Nice to meet you," Sharon said with a big smile.

"They're going to be staying here for awhile," Bulma explained. "They were travelling and ran into some problems." She didn't want to go into too much detail while Bura was around.

"Alright," Bura cried. "I can have a big sister now."

"Hold on there, Squirt," Trunks said. "How do you know Sharon wants to be your big sister?"

"It's alright, Trunks. I've never had a little sister before. I'm sure it will be fun."

"Oh yeah. Loads of fun," Trunks and Brandon mumbled at the same time.

"It can't be that bad," Sharon replied. She knelt down in front of Bura. "I'll be happy to be your sister as long as I'm here."

"Yay! Sharon's going to be my sister," Bura sang as she danced around in circles.

"I hope you know what you're getting yourself into," Brandon whispered in Sharon's ear.

She hit him playfully on the shoulder. "Oh stop it."

Soon Bura stopped celebrating and turned to her mother. "Momma, where's Papa? Isn't he coming to dinner?"

Bulma looked down at her daughter. "He had to take care of something, honey. He should be back soon."

"Well he'd better hurry or else there won't be any left for him."

"We'll just make sure we save some, okay," Bulma said smiling.

"Okay."

Dinner was pretty much quiet once they got started Brandon was too stunned at the rate Trunks and Bura were eating to say much of anything. When he was done eating, he looked around at the damage that was done and was shocked when he came to Sharon. There were four large empty pizza boxes on the floor around her. "Sharon," he said with a shocked look on his face.

"Yeah, what's the matter," Sharon asked confused.

Brandon pointed at the boxes. "You ate all that pizza?!"

She looked around and noticed just how many boxes were around her. "Oh my. I guess I did. I must've been hungrier than I thought."

Trunks looked over. "Wow, you eat like a young saiyan."

"What's a saiyan," Sharon asked. "I heard someone call Goku that."

"Well, um, uh.... You see...um," Trunks stuttered. He tried to find a way to explain it without scaring them.

Bulma jumped in giving Trunks a stern look in the process. "What he's trying to say is you seem to have a big appetite like he does."

"So he's a saiyan?"

"Well sort of," Trunks replied. "I'm only half saiyan. My dad is a full saiyan, so he knows everything there is to know about being a saiyan. Of course trying to get him to tell you about it will be like trying to get a mouse to bark. He's not a very open person."

"Is he from some kind of tribe or something," Brandon asked.

Bulma and Trunks looked at each other. "I, uh, guess you can say that," Trunks replied.

Now Sharon's curiosity about Vegeta grew even more. She just had to find him and talk to him. It was something about his reaction earlier that made her want to find out more. She decided to sneak out to find him after they were done in the kitchen, since she knew Brandon would try to stop her. Just then, Bulma interrupted her train of thought. "We'll worry about that when the time comes. Right now let's clean up this mess."

When they were finished, Sharon announced that she was going to her room. Bura decided to follow her to see if she wanted to play. Sharon went into her room and pushed the door close, but didn't realize that it was completely closed. She went over to the balcony and looked over the edge for a way down. She proceeded to climb over the railing when she was stopped by a small voice.

"Where are you going, Sharon?"

Sharon quickly turned around and saw Bura standing at the balcony door. "Um, uh...I'm going out for a little fresh air."

"Why didn't you just go through the front door?"

"Well, I uh...I was going to um..." Sharon looked at the little girl in front of her and knew that she couldn't lie to her. "Okay, I'm not going to lie. I'm going out to look for your father and I'm going out the window because I don't want anybody to know what I'm doing."

"Why you need to find my papa?"

"I need to talk to him about something and I think it would be better if we were alone."

"Oh, okay."

"I need you to keep this as our little secret, alright."

Bura smiled brightly. "Don't worry. I like keeping secrets."

"Thanks, Bura." Sharon then continued to climb down the side of the balcony. Before she was out of sight, she look at bura and put one finger to her lips. Bura giggled and did the same thing. Then she turned around and trotted out of the room.

Once Sharon reached the ground, she looked around to make sure no one had seen her. When she was satisfied, she headed towards the woods. She wasn't sure why, but she felt she would find Vegeta there, so she kept going. "I hope I find him soon," she said after about thirty minutes. She looked around the forest and noticed it was getting thicker. "I may get lost if I go too far," she mumbled. She stopped for a moment wondering if she should continue or not. What she didn't know was that she was being watched. Two hungry eyes looked on as she pondered on what to do next. She decided that she should go back to the house before everyone found out she was gone.

She didn't get very far because as soon as she turned around, a big, hungry-looking sabertooth tiger jumped in her path. She stood there frozen, not sure on how to handle the situation since she's never come face to face with a sabertooth tiger before. The tiger slowly inched towards her and crouched down. Panic took over and Sharon turned around and ran for her life. As soon as she took off, the tiger ran after her. 'I'm really starting to regret coming out here,' she thought. She took a quick glance back and realized that there was a good-size gap between her and the tiger. Sharon was surprised that she was able to get that much distance between them. Of course she was a fast runner; she was the star runner on her school's track team. 'Maybe its just my adrenaline going,' she thought.

Sharon didn't notice that there was a thick root protruding from the ground until it was too late and she went tumbling to the ground. By the time she was able to turn over onto her back, the animal had stopped right in front of her. She frantically scurried away from the tiger as it slowly moved in for the kill. Suddenly her back came in contact with a hard surface. She turned to see that it was a huge oak tree. She looked back at the tiger and realized that there was no way she could get around the tree in time to get away from the beast. The next second felt like an eternity to Sharon as it jumped at her. She closed her eyes and brought her arms up in front of her face waiting for the inevitable, but it never came. Instead she heard a deep voice.

"What are you doing out here?" Sharon looked up and saw Vegeta standing in front of her holding a dead sabertooth tiger by the neck.