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you anyway. I own nothing - not even my soul.
Chapter Two:
~ Welcome to Vegeta-sei. On your left you will find wastelands, on your right, more wastelands. We hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you for travelling capsule corps. Please fly with us again soon. ~
Gohan glared at the ships computer, for some reason the facsimile of the air hostess was reminding him of Videl and the fact that he'd forgotten to say goodbye to her.
He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, and strode out of the opening, glad to be out of the confines of the ship. Bulma had done a good job, but he did tend to get somewhat claustrophobic after being cooped up with his hyperactive little brother and the equally energetic Trunks.
His actions were mimicked by a squawking Goten and an exceedingly irritated Trunks when the other two demi-saiya-jin almost flew out of the passage.
"You are *so* dead Goten!" Trunks roared, and impetuously tried to take to the air, only to fall down to the ground a few seconds later.
The lavender haired boy scowled, "Damn. Bad gravity." He announced. "Give me a minute to get used to it Goten, then you're going to be finished."
Goten laughed and poked out his tongue, "Nyah nyah, you can't get me! All your manga will be mine!"
Trunks smirked, and in one smooth movement was dashing towards his younger companion, "You're forgetting Goten, I can't fly yet, but I can run!"
Goten eeped in panic, and attempted to fly towards Gohan, managing for a few paces, before nearly falling on top of his brother.
Gohan stumbled as the younger saiya-jin flashed an apologetic grin and darted away at top speed before Gohan could grab him.
Trunks growled with annoyance, and leapt into the air so that he could catch the younger saiya-jin more rapidly, and irately sent the other boy flying with a well placed punch.
Gohan rolled his eyes at the younger demi-saiya-jins behaviour, Goten probably had deserved the punch, he had a knack for being annoying that grew when one was confined in a small place with him.
"Nice going Trunks. We'll have to go find him now!" Gohan said exasperated.
Trunks blinked up at him innocently, "Sorry Gohan?"
Gohan smiled wryly, recognising the ploy, "It's okay Trunks, just try to control your temper, okay? We don't have time to be fighting amongst ourselves."
Trunks nodded obediently, "Okay Gohan."
~~~
Goten picked himself up and groaned gloomily, "Ow, Trunks sure does hit hard."
His self-pitying routine was interrupted when noticed a black haired woman staring at him oddly.
He smiled the hereditary Son grin, "Hi I'm Goten, what's your name?"
The woman raised one shapely eyebrow, "I'm Bren. What are you doing here boy?"
Goten put his hand behind his head in a perfect Goku imitation, "Gee, I don't really know. You see my friend Trunks hit me, and then I landed here, and I'm not really sure where I am."
The woman smiled, a cool almost cruel smile, "I see. You are currently about 200 metres from Kamatai, the closest city to the wastelands, and perhaps a half hour flight away from the palace." She informed him.
Goten nodded, still grinning stupidly, "The palace, huh. Maybe *that*'s where we should go. Is that where King Vegeta lives?"
The woman let out a snort of laughter, "Curb your tongue. You may be brain- damaged, but few can speak as freely as you seem to."
Goten looked confused going cross-eyed as he tried to examine his tongue, "My tongue? But there's nothing wrong with it, is there?"
The woman laughed harder, "For all your stupidity you have charm. I could adopt you here and now! Where are your parents?"
Goten's lower lip trembled, "My Tousan's dead, I came to Vegetasei with my big brother Gohan."
Bren sighed, accustomed to orphaned children, thanks to the warlike nature of her people. "S'alright kid." She reassured, somewhat offput by the boys tears, she reached out a hand to comfort him, then paused, nonplussed, "Wait. You came to Vegetasei? From where?"
Goten smiled, tears forgotten, "From Earth of course. The bestest planet in the whole universe."
Bren stared at the boy thoughtfully, her delicate eyebrow raising once more, "Earth. Well, well, wonders will never cease."
Goten looked up at the woman in defensive confusion, "What's wrong with Earth?"
Bren tapped her finger on her chin, a cruel smirk playing about her features, "Apart from the fact that its inhabitants are weaklings."
"Hey!" Goten objected furiously, "We are not weaklings! My brother is the strongest fighter in the universe!" He announced proudly, "I could kick your ass, easy."
Bren laughed coldly, "You could 'kick my ass'. I take it you are a fighter too boy?"
Goten nodded, "Uh huh, my 'kaasan trained me. My power level is pretty low at the moment, but I'm nearly as strong as Trunks. An' Gohan says that's a good achee'ment."
Bren tilted her head, amusement filling her, "Very well boy. You have 'impressed' me. I don't wish for you to 'get in trouble'," She smiled at her amendment, "Saiya-jins can be rough to off-worlders, so I'm extending an invitation to my house"
Goten beamed, "Really? Do you have any food there? Where is it?"
"It is about 40 minutes flight that way" Bren pointed, "I suppose I'll have to carry you child? Very few saiya-jins of your age can fly."
Goten shook his head wildly, "I don' need to be carried. I'm used to the gravity now. I can fly."
The woman nodded her approval. "Very well. Don't lag behind. Now let's go."
~~~
Back in the clearing where the ship had landed Gohan felt a flare of his brother's power.
"Goten's ki leads this way. C'mon Trunks." He pushed off into the air, and hovered, waiting for Trunks to join him.
"Right. I can feel him too. He's flying, uh, that way." Trunks said, pointing.
Gohan nodded hastily verifying the lavender haired boys claim, "Good job Trunks. Let's follow him."
Both boys began to fly, tracking Goten's power level and following at a safe distance effortlessly.
~~~
Goten stared around the little hut, happily munching on something that resembled a pear crossed with a banana.
"You know, this is pretty nice." He said, smiling widely.
Bren nodded. "I like it. So tell me boy, what made you decide to come all the way here from Earth?"
Goten bit his lip in concentration. "Bulma told us to come here and tell King Vegeta that little Vegeta's still alive."
Brens eyes widened, "The prince is alive? How do you know him? And this Bulma person?"
"Bulma's Vegeta's" He fumbled looking for the word, "mate. They live on Earth with us. Trunks is their baby. My daddy lived on Earth till he died too. He trained with Vegeta, but now he's dead so he doesn't. My big brother used to spar with them, but he doesn't anymore."
Bren paused speculatively, "I see." She steepled her fingers and smiled thoughtfully. "Perhaps-"
"Goten!" Gohan cut her off, as he threw open the door to the hut and burst in looking worried, "Are you alright?"
Bren raised an eyebrow at the tall warrior who had followed her little guest, he was obviously saiya-jin and had the look of the kings finest warrior, Bardock.
Goten blinked innocently, still nibbling on the 5th piece of fruit she'd given him, "I'm fine Gohan."
Bren pursed her lips as she realised that Gohan was Gotens brother, and if he was saiya-jin, then that made the little one saiya-jin as well. She'd suspected as much, despite the boys unusual claims and lack of a tail. She did a double take, both boys were devoid of tails.
"I'm sorry for hittin' you Goten. I promise I won't again." The lavender haired boy quickly inserted, looking apologetic.
Goten smiled, "That's okay Trunks. You're still my bestest friend. An' I'm sorry for stealin' your manga. I was just hungry."
Bren surveyed the blue haired child, beginning to piece things together.
"Goten what was your fathers name?"
"Goku." Goten replied matter of factly, tilting his head curiously, "Why?"
"Goku?" Bren repeated, "That's not saiya-jin."
Gohan paused, "Our fathers proper name was Kakarott." He finally admitted.
"Kakarott?" Bren repeated thoughtfully, "How fascinating."
-Notes- Okay, a rewrite and a combination of chapters 2 and 3. They were both a little short, and needed to be redone. I think I've managed to get the guys a little more in character, although I'm still not totally satisfied with what I've done. They all seem like manic-depressants, especially Goten.
Again, this is weird for me because I write predominantly Digimon/Zoids fics, I usually write longer chapters then this, but DBZ is weird to write. Anyway, I haven't given up on this, despite it having been well over a year. Enjoy the updated/fixed version. Ja ne ~Dria
Chapter Two:
~ Welcome to Vegeta-sei. On your left you will find wastelands, on your right, more wastelands. We hope you enjoy your stay. Thank you for travelling capsule corps. Please fly with us again soon. ~
Gohan glared at the ships computer, for some reason the facsimile of the air hostess was reminding him of Videl and the fact that he'd forgotten to say goodbye to her.
He quickly unbuckled his seatbelt, and strode out of the opening, glad to be out of the confines of the ship. Bulma had done a good job, but he did tend to get somewhat claustrophobic after being cooped up with his hyperactive little brother and the equally energetic Trunks.
His actions were mimicked by a squawking Goten and an exceedingly irritated Trunks when the other two demi-saiya-jin almost flew out of the passage.
"You are *so* dead Goten!" Trunks roared, and impetuously tried to take to the air, only to fall down to the ground a few seconds later.
The lavender haired boy scowled, "Damn. Bad gravity." He announced. "Give me a minute to get used to it Goten, then you're going to be finished."
Goten laughed and poked out his tongue, "Nyah nyah, you can't get me! All your manga will be mine!"
Trunks smirked, and in one smooth movement was dashing towards his younger companion, "You're forgetting Goten, I can't fly yet, but I can run!"
Goten eeped in panic, and attempted to fly towards Gohan, managing for a few paces, before nearly falling on top of his brother.
Gohan stumbled as the younger saiya-jin flashed an apologetic grin and darted away at top speed before Gohan could grab him.
Trunks growled with annoyance, and leapt into the air so that he could catch the younger saiya-jin more rapidly, and irately sent the other boy flying with a well placed punch.
Gohan rolled his eyes at the younger demi-saiya-jins behaviour, Goten probably had deserved the punch, he had a knack for being annoying that grew when one was confined in a small place with him.
"Nice going Trunks. We'll have to go find him now!" Gohan said exasperated.
Trunks blinked up at him innocently, "Sorry Gohan?"
Gohan smiled wryly, recognising the ploy, "It's okay Trunks, just try to control your temper, okay? We don't have time to be fighting amongst ourselves."
Trunks nodded obediently, "Okay Gohan."
~~~
Goten picked himself up and groaned gloomily, "Ow, Trunks sure does hit hard."
His self-pitying routine was interrupted when noticed a black haired woman staring at him oddly.
He smiled the hereditary Son grin, "Hi I'm Goten, what's your name?"
The woman raised one shapely eyebrow, "I'm Bren. What are you doing here boy?"
Goten put his hand behind his head in a perfect Goku imitation, "Gee, I don't really know. You see my friend Trunks hit me, and then I landed here, and I'm not really sure where I am."
The woman smiled, a cool almost cruel smile, "I see. You are currently about 200 metres from Kamatai, the closest city to the wastelands, and perhaps a half hour flight away from the palace." She informed him.
Goten nodded, still grinning stupidly, "The palace, huh. Maybe *that*'s where we should go. Is that where King Vegeta lives?"
The woman let out a snort of laughter, "Curb your tongue. You may be brain- damaged, but few can speak as freely as you seem to."
Goten looked confused going cross-eyed as he tried to examine his tongue, "My tongue? But there's nothing wrong with it, is there?"
The woman laughed harder, "For all your stupidity you have charm. I could adopt you here and now! Where are your parents?"
Goten's lower lip trembled, "My Tousan's dead, I came to Vegetasei with my big brother Gohan."
Bren sighed, accustomed to orphaned children, thanks to the warlike nature of her people. "S'alright kid." She reassured, somewhat offput by the boys tears, she reached out a hand to comfort him, then paused, nonplussed, "Wait. You came to Vegetasei? From where?"
Goten smiled, tears forgotten, "From Earth of course. The bestest planet in the whole universe."
Bren stared at the boy thoughtfully, her delicate eyebrow raising once more, "Earth. Well, well, wonders will never cease."
Goten looked up at the woman in defensive confusion, "What's wrong with Earth?"
Bren tapped her finger on her chin, a cruel smirk playing about her features, "Apart from the fact that its inhabitants are weaklings."
"Hey!" Goten objected furiously, "We are not weaklings! My brother is the strongest fighter in the universe!" He announced proudly, "I could kick your ass, easy."
Bren laughed coldly, "You could 'kick my ass'. I take it you are a fighter too boy?"
Goten nodded, "Uh huh, my 'kaasan trained me. My power level is pretty low at the moment, but I'm nearly as strong as Trunks. An' Gohan says that's a good achee'ment."
Bren tilted her head, amusement filling her, "Very well boy. You have 'impressed' me. I don't wish for you to 'get in trouble'," She smiled at her amendment, "Saiya-jins can be rough to off-worlders, so I'm extending an invitation to my house"
Goten beamed, "Really? Do you have any food there? Where is it?"
"It is about 40 minutes flight that way" Bren pointed, "I suppose I'll have to carry you child? Very few saiya-jins of your age can fly."
Goten shook his head wildly, "I don' need to be carried. I'm used to the gravity now. I can fly."
The woman nodded her approval. "Very well. Don't lag behind. Now let's go."
~~~
Back in the clearing where the ship had landed Gohan felt a flare of his brother's power.
"Goten's ki leads this way. C'mon Trunks." He pushed off into the air, and hovered, waiting for Trunks to join him.
"Right. I can feel him too. He's flying, uh, that way." Trunks said, pointing.
Gohan nodded hastily verifying the lavender haired boys claim, "Good job Trunks. Let's follow him."
Both boys began to fly, tracking Goten's power level and following at a safe distance effortlessly.
~~~
Goten stared around the little hut, happily munching on something that resembled a pear crossed with a banana.
"You know, this is pretty nice." He said, smiling widely.
Bren nodded. "I like it. So tell me boy, what made you decide to come all the way here from Earth?"
Goten bit his lip in concentration. "Bulma told us to come here and tell King Vegeta that little Vegeta's still alive."
Brens eyes widened, "The prince is alive? How do you know him? And this Bulma person?"
"Bulma's Vegeta's" He fumbled looking for the word, "mate. They live on Earth with us. Trunks is their baby. My daddy lived on Earth till he died too. He trained with Vegeta, but now he's dead so he doesn't. My big brother used to spar with them, but he doesn't anymore."
Bren paused speculatively, "I see." She steepled her fingers and smiled thoughtfully. "Perhaps-"
"Goten!" Gohan cut her off, as he threw open the door to the hut and burst in looking worried, "Are you alright?"
Bren raised an eyebrow at the tall warrior who had followed her little guest, he was obviously saiya-jin and had the look of the kings finest warrior, Bardock.
Goten blinked innocently, still nibbling on the 5th piece of fruit she'd given him, "I'm fine Gohan."
Bren pursed her lips as she realised that Gohan was Gotens brother, and if he was saiya-jin, then that made the little one saiya-jin as well. She'd suspected as much, despite the boys unusual claims and lack of a tail. She did a double take, both boys were devoid of tails.
"I'm sorry for hittin' you Goten. I promise I won't again." The lavender haired boy quickly inserted, looking apologetic.
Goten smiled, "That's okay Trunks. You're still my bestest friend. An' I'm sorry for stealin' your manga. I was just hungry."
Bren surveyed the blue haired child, beginning to piece things together.
"Goten what was your fathers name?"
"Goku." Goten replied matter of factly, tilting his head curiously, "Why?"
"Goku?" Bren repeated, "That's not saiya-jin."
Gohan paused, "Our fathers proper name was Kakarott." He finally admitted.
"Kakarott?" Bren repeated thoughtfully, "How fascinating."
-Notes- Okay, a rewrite and a combination of chapters 2 and 3. They were both a little short, and needed to be redone. I think I've managed to get the guys a little more in character, although I'm still not totally satisfied with what I've done. They all seem like manic-depressants, especially Goten.
Again, this is weird for me because I write predominantly Digimon/Zoids fics, I usually write longer chapters then this, but DBZ is weird to write. Anyway, I haven't given up on this, despite it having been well over a year. Enjoy the updated/fixed version. Ja ne ~Dria