Kira-hime:I OWN EVERYONE!!!
Otaku:**evil glare**
Kira-hime:Okay, so I just own Goten...
Otaku:**evil Letitia-Carelock-Pateneted-No-You-Don't-Death-Glare**
Kira-hime:Okay, so I borrowed Goten from ChiChi on the pretense that I was
going to tutor him because I needed a muse!! Happy now, ya snitch?
Otaku:**grin**
Kira-hime:**smacks him with large I-WAS-BEING-SARCASTIC-YOU-BAKAYARE-MALLET-
OF-DEATH(c)**
Otaku:**hits her with GIANT-EXTRA-CRUNCHY-BOULDER-OF-
DOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!(c)** I like goooooooold!
Goten:**sweatdrop** Um, shouldn't you start writing the fic??
Kira-hime:RIGHT! Stop distracting me, you nagame! **smacks Otaku in back of
head** One thing, tho.... at the end of the last chapter, I put that this
story can also be read on fanfiction.net......that's because I origionally
wrote it for Ashok's DBZ page, and it will (maybe) be posted there. As soon
as I email it to him (her?) SEE! I'M NOT SLOW!
Otaku:You're not? **ducks as random objects get thrown at her...oops,
sorry, him.**
Chapter Two
Past Secrets Come 'A Haunting
thegreathooble@yahoo.com
I settled on the roof next to my father and played with a frayed part of my pants. That feels so strange, I thought, Calling him Father. I wonder if he'll ever let us call him Chichioya! Some how I doubt it... I began her story. "I can't speak for Otaku, but the first thing I remember is the sting of my mother's slap when I cried. 'Saiyans of the Prince Vegeta's bloodline don't cry!' she would yell, hitting me more and making me cry harder. I always knew who you were, just not....you. As my...my father. When the virus hit the planet, she put us into timelock capsules and sent us to Earth, hoping you'd find us and take responsibility." He broke in.
"He was with you at the time?" He jerked his thumb at Otaku.
"Nani?"
"You said us."
"Oh!" A dark-haired vision floated through my mind, lavender eyes flashing playfully. I closed my own matching eyes, holding back tears. He will NOT see me cry! Her image was the only thing that still made me cry. "I had a sister. Aruma. (PLUG!!!) We hit a cosmic storm. Her capsule dissapeared. I don't know what happened..... she looked so much like you, and kassan hated her for it. I think she reminded her of her past.....anyway. When I got here, Otaku was laying next to my pod, asleep. Then we came looking for you by following your ki. We got mixed up at frst, and went into the mountains." He snorted, remebering the location of his brother/rival's home. "They let us stay there a night, then pointed us here, although they didn't really want us to go." I looked into his eyes. I have always been able to read people's eyes. The same hardness was there, but a new emotion was tangled in with it. Sympathy? Empathy? Memory? It was confusing.
"What about you?" He asked Otaku, whose head was buried in his knees.
"Leave him alone," I said. "We just had to kill a bunch of ningens. Otherwise, they would have killed us."
"So why's he crying?"
"He had to kill his own mother to save his brother,"I said softly, "and his brother died anyway. He hates killing." A soft sob came from below. Vegeta's eyes became rock-hard again, and he stood.
"Well, go back to Kakarott. You can't stay here." I stood as well.
"Nani ne naraku des ka?" I yelled. "Whaddaya mean, we can't stay here? We're your children!"
"I have only one child. He's in there, asleep." I got really pissed.
"Can't confront your past, can you? You helped defeat the strongest monsters in the universe, became an Ascended Saiyan, but your past shows up on your doorstep and you go running? You're no Prince! You're not even a Saiyan! You're just-just- a COWARD!!" He whirled around and slapped me. I fell to the ground, clean pain running through my body.
"Never." he hissed through his teeth, clearly angry, "Never let me hear those words come out of your mouth again."
"You won't. Because we're not staying. C'mon, Otaku." I pulled my brother up and we flew towards the mountains, never looking back at what we thought would be our way out. "Nagame."
It was a long flight to the mountains. About halfway through, we felt a large ki in the distance. I was carrying Otaku at this point. "Gohan? What the hell are you doing?" When he met us, I repeated it.
"Dad wants you to come back. He was um...reading your minds throughout the entire thing." He blushed. I shrugged.
"So? He knew the story."
"Yeah, and so does Bulma." I nearly dropped Otaku.
"What? Vegeta's ningen wife?" Gohan nodded.
"She heard the whole thing. Dad wanted you to be safe when she came after you." I snorted.
"Like she can do anything to me." But by the look an Gohan's face, I figured she could. "Alright. I need to put this chiisana down anyway." He looked at my face.
"What happened? Did he hit you?" I shrugged.
"It's nothing. Let's go." We flew off, the slap burning more in my mind than on my skin.
Kira-hime:CHILD ABUSE!!!! Oh, yeah, here's my Quote Of The Day: Arobics Instructor:Okay! Let's Go! Vegeta:Hold on, I got a wedgie! Me+Aruma+J.J.:VEGGIE GOTTA WEDGIE!!!! Otaku:**sweatdrop** Vegeta:WHAT THE {expletive expletive expletive} DID YOU CALL ME??? Kira-hime: Uh........Que pasa? Ne way, I have one question. WHAT THE {expletive expletive expletive} IS THE SAIYAN HOMEWORLD CALLED???? And how did all the Saiyans die? (Okay, so that was two questions, nitpickers.)This probably should be common knowledge, but those of you who know me know I'm kind of out of the loop. AND IF I HAVE TO PRESS {expletive expletive expletive} "BACKSPACE"ONE MORE {expletive expletive expletive} TIME, I'M GONNA{expletive expletive expletive} SCREAM!!! **kills evil tyop deamon with large AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!{h old on, finger tired.......}!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-MALLET-OF-DEATH- AND-DOOOOOM-AND-GOOOOOOOOOOOLD-AND-JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!(c)** Please review! **resumes killing evil typo deamon with large AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!{h old on, finger tired.......}!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-MALLET-OF-DEATH- AND-DOOOOOM-AND-GOOOOOOOOOOOLD-AND-JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!(c)**
Chapter Two
Past Secrets Come 'A Haunting
thegreathooble@yahoo.com
I settled on the roof next to my father and played with a frayed part of my pants. That feels so strange, I thought, Calling him Father. I wonder if he'll ever let us call him Chichioya! Some how I doubt it... I began her story. "I can't speak for Otaku, but the first thing I remember is the sting of my mother's slap when I cried. 'Saiyans of the Prince Vegeta's bloodline don't cry!' she would yell, hitting me more and making me cry harder. I always knew who you were, just not....you. As my...my father. When the virus hit the planet, she put us into timelock capsules and sent us to Earth, hoping you'd find us and take responsibility." He broke in.
"He was with you at the time?" He jerked his thumb at Otaku.
"Nani?"
"You said us."
"Oh!" A dark-haired vision floated through my mind, lavender eyes flashing playfully. I closed my own matching eyes, holding back tears. He will NOT see me cry! Her image was the only thing that still made me cry. "I had a sister. Aruma. (PLUG!!!) We hit a cosmic storm. Her capsule dissapeared. I don't know what happened..... she looked so much like you, and kassan hated her for it. I think she reminded her of her past.....anyway. When I got here, Otaku was laying next to my pod, asleep. Then we came looking for you by following your ki. We got mixed up at frst, and went into the mountains." He snorted, remebering the location of his brother/rival's home. "They let us stay there a night, then pointed us here, although they didn't really want us to go." I looked into his eyes. I have always been able to read people's eyes. The same hardness was there, but a new emotion was tangled in with it. Sympathy? Empathy? Memory? It was confusing.
"What about you?" He asked Otaku, whose head was buried in his knees.
"Leave him alone," I said. "We just had to kill a bunch of ningens. Otherwise, they would have killed us."
"So why's he crying?"
"He had to kill his own mother to save his brother,"I said softly, "and his brother died anyway. He hates killing." A soft sob came from below. Vegeta's eyes became rock-hard again, and he stood.
"Well, go back to Kakarott. You can't stay here." I stood as well.
"Nani ne naraku des ka?" I yelled. "Whaddaya mean, we can't stay here? We're your children!"
"I have only one child. He's in there, asleep." I got really pissed.
"Can't confront your past, can you? You helped defeat the strongest monsters in the universe, became an Ascended Saiyan, but your past shows up on your doorstep and you go running? You're no Prince! You're not even a Saiyan! You're just-just- a COWARD!!" He whirled around and slapped me. I fell to the ground, clean pain running through my body.
"Never." he hissed through his teeth, clearly angry, "Never let me hear those words come out of your mouth again."
"You won't. Because we're not staying. C'mon, Otaku." I pulled my brother up and we flew towards the mountains, never looking back at what we thought would be our way out. "Nagame."
It was a long flight to the mountains. About halfway through, we felt a large ki in the distance. I was carrying Otaku at this point. "Gohan? What the hell are you doing?" When he met us, I repeated it.
"Dad wants you to come back. He was um...reading your minds throughout the entire thing." He blushed. I shrugged.
"So? He knew the story."
"Yeah, and so does Bulma." I nearly dropped Otaku.
"What? Vegeta's ningen wife?" Gohan nodded.
"She heard the whole thing. Dad wanted you to be safe when she came after you." I snorted.
"Like she can do anything to me." But by the look an Gohan's face, I figured she could. "Alright. I need to put this chiisana down anyway." He looked at my face.
"What happened? Did he hit you?" I shrugged.
"It's nothing. Let's go." We flew off, the slap burning more in my mind than on my skin.
Kira-hime:CHILD ABUSE!!!! Oh, yeah, here's my Quote Of The Day: Arobics Instructor:Okay! Let's Go! Vegeta:Hold on, I got a wedgie! Me+Aruma+J.J.:VEGGIE GOTTA WEDGIE!!!! Otaku:**sweatdrop** Vegeta:WHAT THE {expletive expletive expletive} DID YOU CALL ME??? Kira-hime: Uh........Que pasa? Ne way, I have one question. WHAT THE {expletive expletive expletive} IS THE SAIYAN HOMEWORLD CALLED???? And how did all the Saiyans die? (Okay, so that was two questions, nitpickers.)This probably should be common knowledge, but those of you who know me know I'm kind of out of the loop. AND IF I HAVE TO PRESS {expletive expletive expletive} "BACKSPACE"ONE MORE {expletive expletive expletive} TIME, I'M GONNA{expletive expletive expletive} SCREAM!!! **kills evil tyop deamon with large AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!{h old on, finger tired.......}!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-MALLET-OF-DEATH- AND-DOOOOOM-AND-GOOOOOOOOOOOLD-AND-JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!(c)** Please review! **resumes killing evil typo deamon with large AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!{h old on, finger tired.......}!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!-MALLET-OF-DEATH- AND-DOOOOOM-AND-GOOOOOOOOOOOLD-AND-JUNK!!!!!!!!!!!(c)**