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Sorry for the wait! I got rabies and died, so it took a long time for me to convince King Yemma to let me visit the living world to update. *adjusts her halo*

Chapter 4

The Truth Comes Out

Vegeta gaped at the Saiyajin before him. "You're…you're--"

"Super Saiyajin 3," Vejiita interrupted with a smirk. Vegeta growled and clenched his fists. Vejiita's eyes were dark blue, and his spiky hair traveled down to the back of his knees.

Vejiita cracked his knuckles and slowly walked toward his other self. "If you were really me, wouldn't you turn Super Saiyajin 3 as well?"

Vegeta snorted and said nothing. Vejiita continued, "So, what was your purpose in imitating me? To earn respect? And what is this planet called, anyway? Because I destroyed Planet Earth a long time ago."

"No one has destroyed Earth, not yet, anyway," Vegeta said, almost disappointedly, "unless you're from some alternate universe."

At that statement, both Vegetas blinked. The air was silent, disturbed only by the faint sound of someone flying near them. They didn't even notice the young man with purple hair as he landed next to them.

"Dad, what's going on?" Trunks asked, cautiously looking at the other Saiyajin look-a-like.

Vegeta jerked out of his staring contest. "Trunks?"

Vejiita frowned. The young man had spoken in a language that was obviously native to this planet. Yet somehow, it seemed familiar.

Trunks walked up to Vejiita. "Who are you? You have Dad's ki signature…"

Then Vejiita remembered it. This was the language that the Earthlings who had been defeated so easily by Nappa had used amongst themselves. So did that mean he truly was on Earth? Did that mean he was in another universe, as the other Vegeta had said?

"I asked you who you were."

"Trunks, he doesn't understand English," Vegeta explained, rolling his eyes.

Vejiita blinked. Who was this man with the weird hair color? "Who are you?" he asked in Unilingua.

Trunks hesitated. "Trunks," he answered finally, cautiously.

"Well, Trunks, I am Vejiita," Vejiita smirked.

Trunks slowly looked at the father he was more familiar with. "Dad…?"

Vegeta ignored him, and instead sneered at Vejiita. "So," he began, "if you are really me, then speak Saiya-go." The last few words were spoken in the Saiyajin tongue.

Vejiita's eyes widened. "Where did you learn that language!?" came the Saiya-go retort.

Vegeta's eyes widened. "But…how could you…?" He snorted, "You must have picked it up from somewhere else."

"Then the same goes for you."

Vegeta's eyes tensed. "Well," he whispered, as if Trunks had any idea of what they were saying, "If you are really me, then when did Mother give me those little desserts that she didn't want Father to know about?"

Vejiita narrowed his eyes, "You don't really know. Tell me first."

"No! You."

"You!"

"No, you first!"

"No!"

Vegeta growled.

Vejiita growled. "Let's say it at the same time."

"That won't work. Trunks, do you have a piece of paper?" Vegeta looked at his son, who stood watching this scene in disbelief. The last sentence was in English.

"Why would I have a piece of paper? What are you talking about?"

"None of you business, Trunks," Vegeta muttered. He picked up two stones from the grass, then walked over to the Super Saiyajin 3 Vejiita.

"Here," He handed Vejiita the rocks, "Write the answer on one side, and I'll write it on the other."

Untrusting, Vejiita turned his back slightly, not all of the way, and scribbled onto the larger, gray rock with the other. He gave it back to Vegeta, careful not to show the answer. He watched as Vegeta wrote on the stone like a hawk gazing at prey.

When he was done, Vegeta turned the rock over to Vejiita's side.

His face paled. "How…how…?"

"Give me that!" Vejiita snatched the rock away.

His face paled. "What the…?"

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MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

SCAV IS EVIL!!!!!!!

I promise to have the next chappie out soon to make up for this really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really short chapter.

Heehee! So, Veggie, you're afraid of worms are you?

Vegeta: *looks away, pouting* hmph. AM NOT!!