The Princess

Chapter 22: Heir of the Saiyan Queen

By: senzubean

I do not own Dragon Ball Z in any way. I make no profit from this story. I just wrote it for fun.

When they got back to capsule corp. there was a very big surprise waiting for them.

"Hi!" was the first thing Vegeta heard when he got in the front door.

He stared stupefied at what was grinning back.

"Kakarrot?" He stuttered. "Wh..what are you doing...alive?"

Goku's mouth was open so wide in a grin that you could see his molars. "I was restored with the Dragonballs." He said and stood up. "I got my old body back too." Sure enough he wasn't a kid anymore. Vegeta looked from Goku, to the massive pile of food on the coffee table then back to Goku.

"That's..." Vegeta started, completely flabbergasted.

"Hi, Bra!" Goku exclaimed when Bra came in the house with her and Vegeta's bags.

Bra gaped at him as surprised as her father.

"I heard you had some adventures." Goku said. Vegeta's eyebrows arched quizzically. Goku had an extreme knack for understatement.

"There you are, finally." Bulma said as she walked in from the kitchen. "They're back." Bulma called over her shoulder. There was the sound of exclamations of happiness and moving chairs, and silverware being discarded, then everyone piled into the living room. The entire Son family was there, as well as Recely and Sala who had obviously returned while they were away. They were bombarded with questions, all ranging from what they'd found on that mysterious planet to what they were going to wish for with the restored dragonballs.

"Wait till you hear what we found out! "Bra exclaimed. "But first I have some wishes to make. Mom, I need the radar right away."

"Hold on, your wishes can wait until after you've put some food into you." Bulma said. "Besides, Goku's all ready gathered the dragonballs, they're waiting in the backyard."

Bra grinned from ear to ear, then rushed outside.

"Wait for me!" Both Pan and Potay yelled at the same time, nearly knocking over three adults as they ran after her.

"Kids." Bulma huffed. "Who wants dessert?" No one answered, they had all followed the kids.

Shen-Leung was already in the air before everyone got outside.

Potay stared agape at the apparition. "Cool." He muttered. Sala, Letta , Argo and Recely were in awe as well.

"Why have you summoned me?" Shen-Leung boomed.

Pan snorted, "To make some wishes, what else?"

"Shen-Leung, I wish to restore the first planet Polkrif messed up." Bra said.

There was a pause then Shen-Leung said. "Your wish has been granted."

"Thanks! Now please bring back to life everyone who's death resulted from Polkrif's actions."

There was a slightly longer pause. Bra's heart jumped, thinking that maybe Shen-Leung couldn't or wouldn't grant that wish.

"Your wish has been granted."

Cheers were hollered and thanks were given to the dragon. Shen-Leung coiled back into the balls and they scattered about the earth once again.

Bra beamed. "It's fixed."

Potay was still agape. "That...was cool."

Goku pulled out Bulma's dragon rader. "Guess I should give this back now." He said and stretched out his arm towards his long time friend, but her daughter took it before she could get it. Bra squeezed her hand together, destroying the device.

"WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?" Bulma screamed. "That was our only one!"

"Dende said the dragonballs are a privilege not a right. If we need them that badly we'll find them regardless of the obstacles." Bra replied matter of factly.

Bulma huffed in rage. "You didn't have to destroy it! You're grounded until you learn respect for other people's things!"

"Hmph! " Vegeta scoffed. "She's just after wishing back three planets and heaven knows how many people, and you think she needs to learn respect for other people?"

"She had no right to destroy my dragon radar! So she's grounded!"

"Well, I'm un-grounding her. Quit overreacting!"

"I am not overreacting, if she destroyed your precious gravity chamber you would ground her!"

"She did destroy my gravity chamber and I did not ground her!"

Everyone wandered off leaving Vegeta and Bulma to argue in the yard. Goku and Recely made some feeble attempts but gave up quickly, seeing that the two were ignoring them anyway.

Inside, everyone continued dinner as if it was just any old get-together. After Bra explained all about the planet and the hidden Saiyan history, conversation took on a more casual route.

"So, when does your leave end?" Argo asked his daughter.

"Whenever we want to go back." Sala said around a mouthful of ice-cream. "After thirty years of non stop service to the Galactic peace keepers, we've amassed a lot of vacation time. Besides, it'll be pretty quiet now that Polkrif is gone. The General estimates that over 80% of his organization is either dead or incarcerated now."

"That's good news." Argo agreed.

"When are you leaving for Yuisgro?" Bra asked.

All the saiyans gave her a puzzled look. "We were going to live here now, is that a problem?" Potay asked a little hurt. It sounded as if Bra didn't want them there anymore.

"I didn't mean it like that." Bra said with a scowl, then she became solemn. "You should go see your father. He's probably really confused about now."

Potay and Sala both gasped, looked at each other and ran for the door.

Potay rammed into Vegeta as he and Bulma were returning to the house.

"Sorry!" Potay yelled as he continued to run, his mother hadn't stopped for him.

Vegeta pushed himself back up and glared after him. "Where the hell are they going so fast?"

"To pick up Tuce." Recely said smiling.

"That's right!" Bulma exclaimed happily. "We're certainly going to have a full house here from now on." She continued into the kitchen, chatting with Recely. Goku had come out after them. He was grinning in his typical way.

"Your Mom sure is nice , Vegeta."

Vegeta made a noise of affirmation.

"Kind of makes you wonder why you turned out so nasty."

Vegeta's eyebrows furrowed. "She wasn't around long enough to influence me."

"Yeah." Goku said rubbing the back of his head. "I was pretty lonely after my Grandpa died too. I sure was glad when Bulma came along, she was such a good friend."

Vegeta hummed in agreement. "Bulma's good like that."

There was a lengthy silence, the two saiyans just stood there, seemingly enjoying the environment. It was proving a little too uncomfortable for Goku.

"Wanna spar?" He asked.

Vegeta regarded him, his face somewhat puzzled. "No, actually I don't, Kakarrot."

Goku laughed and Vegeta snorted and brushed past the taller saiyan into the house.

Goku stopped abruptly. "Why not?" Vegeta was long gone.

"Hey, Vegeta!"

Later that evening, Vegeta stood at the console of his training capsule but had absolutely no desire to turn it on.

"That's the strangest thing..." He mumbled.

"Hi Daddy, " Vegeta turned to see Bra arrive in the open doorway, he hadn't even heard her come in.

He smiled, "Hi Bra." Then took on a puzzled look. "Why are you in training clothes?"

Bra laughed nervously. "Well, I was hoping to train with you."

Vegeta was downright shocked. "You mastered that power. You don't have to train anymore."

"I want to." Bra replied.

"Y..you want to?" He said his mouth curving up into a smile. Pride enveloped him, then his stomach fell. "You don't have to try and please me, Bra. I'm all ready proud of you."

Bra smiled." I know, Dad. But I could learn to absorb power faster. And I want to learn to hold my transformations better. And as always, I need work on my upper body attacks..."she trailed off, noticing her father's blank expression.

"Why do you want to learn all of that?" Vegeta demanded to know.

Bra took a deep breath. "This power is a gift. It shouldn't go to waste." She looked away at the floor, she did not want her father to argue with her.

Vegeta reached out with his hand and caressed her face.

"You don't have to do anything , Bra. Your life is your own and no one, not dead ancestors, not your mother, not I, have any right to tell you what to do with it." Bra smiled and touched his hand.

"I talked to Grandma, she said that after I graduate there'd be a place for me in the Galactic Alliance's Peace keeper Training Academy. She said she'd live there with me so she could train me herself. I want to go, Dad. I've decided that's what I'm going to do with my life."

"That's a big decision to make with only a few days of thought."

Bra chuckled. "Nah, I'd decided I wanted to be like Grandma since the day we met."

Vegeta smiled. "She's something else, your grandmother." Vegeta said and pulled Bra to him in a hug. "And so are you. If that's what you want, then I'll help you."

Bra smiled up at him, tears in your eyes. "Great. You can tell Mom for me."

A very unpleasant expression took form on Vegeta's face. Bulma was not going to take the news well.