Chapter 3

Angel is getting to know her family. It's a little funny how this chapter goes, but I'll say no more! Please review! I won't put any more of this story up until I have at least six reviews! I know how this place works a little better now.

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I watched Bulma in awe as she ate slowly. I looked at the two sticks in my hands, then at the way Trunks, Vegeta, Bulma, and Goten were using theirs. My face was a deep red color, I was certain. I did not know what these little sticks were let alone how I was supposed to use them to eat the bowl of delicious rice in front of me.

"Bulma, did you explain Kakarott and I to Angel yet?" Vegeta asked. I cocked my head to the side at him in wonder.

"No, I'm going to right after dinner, Vegeta," Bulma answered him. Then she caught sight of me trying to use the sticks. "Angel, do you know how to use chopsticks?"

"What are chopsticks?" I asked.

"These," Bulma held hers up and I blushed as I shook my head in shame. "Don't worry, I had to teach poor Vegeta here a while ago." She straightened the sticks in my hands and began showing me how to use them.

I watched and listened carefully. Soon, I was eating with them. And I was happy for once in my cruel miserable life.

Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, and Bulma nearly fell out of their chairs in shock over how quickly and how much little Angel ate. She ate faster than Goku even and showed no signs of slowing after her fourth helping.

"Gee, you'd think she was an alien," Bulma muttered under her breath.

But I didn't hear any of this. I was starving, craving after some kind of nourishment and I found it in my new mother's home grown and cooked rice.

That night, they told me everything. My new daddy was an alien, like me. He was actually the Prince of the Saiyans, his race. Goten's dad, though dead, had been the last living Saiyan besides Vegeta. When they'd told of Vegeta's first arrival on Earth and that he had a tail, I stopped short.

"D-Did you say...tail?" I squeaked.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Bulma asked, surprised that Angel could be so affected by the knowledge that Vegeta had a tail.

"Did Trunks have a tail when he was born? And Goten?" I asked impatiently.

"Why, yes, they did. But why are you asking this, Angel?" Bulma asked.

"Is this what it looked like?" I asked. I uncurled my slight brown appendage from around my waist and brought it around, holding the tip.

She looked up innocently at him. Vegeta knew what that tail meant. But he couldn't believe it. He could not believe that his adopted daughter was at least part Saiyan and she still had her tail, AND that she hadn't become an Oozaru and went on a rampage. Especially on that pervert of an uncle she had.

"Bulma, do you see what I see?" Vegeta asked her with a gulp.

"I see it. But I don't believe it," Bulma answered.

"Ditto," Trunks said with wide eyes.

"What?" I asked.

"Who was your father?" Vegeta asked, "What was his name? Do you know?"

"His name was Nabo," I answered truthfully, "My mom said that he was from another planet and that's why I had a tail. He had a tail too. He was really tall and had straight black hair like mine. He said that he was abnormal in that fact because most of his race had spiky, unruly hair. But he refused to tell me what race he was from. And so did my mom, though I doubted even she knew."

"Nabo..." Vegeta slumped onto his knees. His eyes were wide and shining. "He made it. The crazy idiot made it!" He yelled it out, but then his voice grew quiet. "How did he die?"

I looked at him like he was crazy. Bulma and Trunks had similar looks on their faces.

"He...um...he died when I was 5. None of the doctors could explain it," I answered, "The only key that we had to his death was a hole in his hand. And that didn't tell us much at all, no."

"I know what it was," Vegeta said softly, "A rare Saiyan disease, found in young adults. It eats through your hand little by little then, once it goes all the way through, you're gone. That's it, just gone. We hadn't found a suitable cure by the time Vegeta-sei blew up. I knew Nabo had it, so I sent him to the Earth to get a special herb that grows here that could slow it down.

But he didn't return. I figured that Frieza had killed him. This was why I came to Earth in the first place. He probably found the herb and settled here so he had easy access to it. I am glad to find that he found a suitable mate here as well." He smiled down at me, "Nabo was my best friend as well as my sensei. He was the only person kind to me, ever, before Earth, anyway. He was one of few Saiyans that opposed the government, but in secrecy. I knew this. And I wanted it to come through, for him. I thought my father's dealings with Frieza would lead to his untimely demise and it did. And for the rest of the planet itself."

"So, another piece of Vegeta's past is revealed," Bulma said with a grin, "Looks like I'm going to keep hounding you till you tell me."

"Woman..." He growled in frustration. He'd completely forgotten she was there.

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What'd you all think? Vegeta had a best friend as a kid? I know, crazy thought, but hey, that's how the ball bounces. Review please and I'll put up more!