Hi. I'm Gohan's Gal and this is my third Dragon Ball Z fanfic. I hope it's liked, and if it is, please check out my other two, Vegeta's Mate and Stranded. I have also written a songfic called Oh Starry Night. It's a V/B. So review or even e-mail me if you have an idea for later chapters.
Chapter One.
An Odd Visitor.
"Woman! Your damn father's machine broke again!" Vegeta yelled to Bulma as he stormed into the house.
"Um, hey Vegeta." Bulma said, twirling the cord of her phone around her finger as she talked to Chi-Chi. "Sure, so I'll see you tomorrow and you bring the food." *Pause as she listens to Chi-Chi.* "Okay, bye."
"They're not coming over tomorrow, are they?" Vegeta whined.
"Yes they are. What were you yelling about?"
"The stupid machine broke."
"Well, stop training so hard."
"Hell, no. I'm going to train in the forest." Vegeta said.
He walked out of the house and flew out of the city. He got as far as the mountains when he felt a power level approaching the city. He turned his direction back to Capsule Corp. where he found a Saiyan pod just left from the gravity machine. He advanced on the ship, only to hear soft sobs coming from it.
"Damn it! Mummy's going to be so angry. I didn't mean to tamper with her ship." Came a voice from inside it. Vegeta opened the door to see a young girl with her face in her hands.
"What are you doing?" Vegeta demanded. The girl jumped and sobbed harder in her hands.
"Don't hurt me." she pleaded.
"What are you doing in a Saiyan pod?"
"I, I am a Saiyan." She said, extending a tail from her back, leaving a shocked Vegeta to stare.
"You're a Saiyan?"
"Yeah. Of course. Why else would I have a tail? It's on my father's side of the family, but he left mummy before I was born. Do you have any food?"
"I'll take you to the Woman. She'll feed you." Vegeta said, helping her out of the pod and taking her to the house.
"Okay. My name's Jessi. I'm six and I live somewhere in the middle of a galaxy on a ship that's owned by Frieza along with my mum and Uncle Herman. He said that my dad's pretty strong. So did Frieza, but he also called him a worthless monkey and that I'm as worthless as he."
"Who exactly is your father?" Vegeta asked just as Bulma walked into the kitchen.
"Oh, since when did you hang around with little kids?" she asked.
"This is Jessi. She's a Saiyan." Vegeta said. Jessi curtsied.
"Nani?!" Bulma screeched.
"I am. I'm six. Is she your mate?" Jessi asked Vegeta.
"No." Vegeta snapped.
"Where did you come from?" Bulma asked Jessi.
"I live with my mother in a far away place and she says that the Universe is just waiting to be taken over by Prince Vegeta."
"The Universe will never be taken over by Vegeta." Bulma laughed.
"That's Prince Vegeta to you." Jessi snapped.
"Right. Prince Vegeta." Bulma said cynically. "I'm Bulma. I live here. So why are you here?"
"Mum was training me in the ship when I realised that it was on autopilot and it flew me away to here. The only person who was in the pod before me was my mum." Jessi said, sadly. "She was very down that day."
"Was there any problems with other planets and your ship?" Vegeta asked.
"Not that I know of."
"Did you pass any armed ships?"
"I don't think so."
"I think her mum might have sent her away because they could have been under attack." Vegeta whispered to Bulma.
"How strong are you?" Vegeta asked Jessi.
"I'm the strongest on the ship."
"Why would they get rid of her if she was the strongest?" Bulma whispered to Vegeta.
"Maybe she couldn't compare to the other fighters."
"That would mean that her mother would be dead."
"Yeah."
"But," Bulma said, looking over to Jessi who was looking at a picture of the Z Fighters. "I guess she could stay with us."
"Is he your mate?" Jessi asked, pointing to a man with his arm around Bulma.
"Oh, no. He's my boyfriend. It's kinda like mates. His name is Yamcha. We're going to see him tomorrow. We're going to wish him back from the dead."
"Do you mean with the Dragon Balls?"
"Yes. We have them here on Earth."
"I'm on Earth? That's the last place my daddy was known to be at."
"Who exactly is your father?" Bulma asked.
"Probably Nappa or Raditz." Vegeta grunted.
"Raditz? Nappa? Oh, they were his friends, I think. Mummy told me. She wasn't too sure, though."
"Raditz and Nappa were nobodies friends."
"You knew them?"
"I worked with them."
"Then you would have known Prince Vegeta."
"Feh, I am Prince Vegeta." Vegeta said, boringly.
"You are?" Jessi asked, examining him.
"What are you doing, brat?"
"It is you!" she yelled as she jumped up and hugged him around his neck. He pried her off and scowled at the giggling Bulma.
"Where did you get the idea of hugging me from?" he demanded.
"You're my daddy!" she yelled and hugged him again. (A/N: If you've seen Card Captor Sakura then it'll be easy to picture Jessi as a miniature Nakuru.) Bulma stopped her giggling and almost choked.
"Are you sure you have the right monkey prince?" Bulma coughed.
"He is not a monkey prince. He is Prince Vegeta of all Saiyans and deserves your respect." Jessi snapped. Vegeta smirked and pried her off again.
"Well, at least someone around here is right. You can't be my daughter." Vegeta said.
"Why? Haven't you mated before?" Bulma giggled.
"Yes I can." Jessi said, ignoring Bulma's last comment as she crossed her arms over her chest and printed a glare over her face.
"She has your stubbornness." Bulma laughed, looking at the pair that now glared her identical glares. She cracked up laughing at the sight. "Wow, Vegeta has a daughter that's his complete identical twin."
"I have no idea how you could be my daughter." Vegeta said to Jessi with a surprisingly soft look on his face.
"But I am. Mum says so, so did Uncle Herman and Frieza when he came to see if mum had invented any thing else. You are my daddy. Where else would I get my strength from?"
"I could always take a DNA test to see." Bulma piped up.
"Be quiet, Woman. When we want you to interfere, we will ask. Got it?" Vegeta snarled.
"That wasn't too nice, dad."
"Don't call me that."
"But it is you."
"No. I am not your father."
"Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are!" Jessi screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Stop screeching!" Vegeta yelled, covering his ears with his hands. Jessi stopped and smiled.
"Bulma, I think we need this DNA test so I can prove that he is my father."
"Fine then. If it'll shut you up. Woman! Hurry up." Vegeta said, walking off towards the medical room.
"Yes, all mighty Prince Vegeta." Bulma mumbled cynically.
"I heard that." he snapped.
They got there without another word and Jessi quickly jumped on the plastic bed and rolled up a sleeve of her dark blue jumper. Vegeta stood by the wall and watched as Bulma put a needle into Jessi's arm. She took out about 150 millilitres of her blood. She put the needle aside and grabbed another one and then walked over to Vegeta, who stuck his arm out in front of her. She put the needle against his skin and pushed as hard as she could, but it wouldn't go in.
"Vegeta. Let me." she snapped. Vegeta smirked and the needle went straight through his skin.
"Hey, watch it! I might not hurt that much, but you could damage something!"
"Well, if you had just let me take your blood easily, I wouldn't have hurt you so!"
"I never said it hurt!"
"You're complaining as if it did! Even Jessi, who's five times your age, let me without a sound!"
"I am not as old as you make it seem, Woman."
"Hm," Bulma said, drawing blood from Vegeta. "I wish you wouldn't make such a racket. It's really annoying."
"So is your mother, but I don't yell my head off at her."
"Yeah, well. You shouldn't be such a jerk."
"I am not a jerk."
"You are too."
"I am not!"
"Are too!"
"Not!"
"Too!" Bulma screeched. Jessi looked at both of them as each of them said something different, resulting in a cricky neck. Then she giggled.
"Are you two sure that you're not mates?" she interrupted.
"What are you talking about?" Vegeta asked.
"You remind me of my Uncle Herman and his wife or mate as Saiyans call it. They would always fight like that."
"We are not mates or married. We hate each other." Bulma said. "Well, if you two hold on tight, I'll be able to tell you if you're father and daughter in about an hour."
"Good. I can train in between then and now." Jessi said. She jumped off the bed and ran out of the room towards the front door.
"With an appetite for fights like that, I wouldn't be so surprised if she was your child." Bulma giggled to Vegeta.
"Well, she can't be. I was never with a human woman."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. But I did get drunk this one time." Vegeta pondered to himself.
"A drunk Vegeta. No, can't picture it."
"It was an accident."
"And you think that you could have been with a human woman."
"Um, Nappa said that I left with her. I woke up in my quarters with a splitting headache and no idea what had happened. The beer that Frieza gave us could knock out Kakarot just by him smelling it."
"Sounds bad."
"It was fun half the time."
"Bite your tongue. You said that you had fun." Bulma joked.
"Just hurry up and do whatever you need to find out."
"Kay. I think you should go join Jessi before she takes to destroying the gravity machine."
"It already is."
"Fine. Just train with her."
"I'm not taking any orders from you."
"Fine then. Get out of here so I can work."
"Fine." Vegeta said. He crossed his arms over his chest and walked out of the room and then out of the house. He saw Jessi sitting by the gravity machine with a wide grin on her face. "What are you so cheery about?"
"I fixed it for you, daddy."
"What?"
"I fixed the machine. Mummy made something like it with me last year."
"You were building gravity machines when you were five?"
"Yes. It seems that you like scientists. First there was mummy, now there's Bulma. I hope when I'm older that boys love the brainy girls."
"What are you going on about?"
"My mummy is a scientist, so is Bulma. You seem to like Bulma very much and had to like my mum for me to be here." Jessi said, floating to the top of the gravity machine.
"I don't like the woman and I have no idea who you mother is."
"No! You're wrong. You do like Bulma and I am your daughter. Bulma will be coming out here in a matter of hours to tell us that. I bet she'll come out with a big smile on her face so she can tease you and get some kicks out of it seeing as that probably is the only time that you two comincate. Or whatever that word is."
"The word is communicate."
"Oh, okay."
"And, no. She will not come out here to tell us that we are related. She will not enjoy talking to me as I will not enjoy talking to her."
"Oh, well. Hey! I'm a great fighter. Why don't we spar?"
"I'm sorry if I just so happen to knock you unconscious." Vegeta said, launching an attack on her that got her in the face.
"Hey! I wasn't ready yet." Jessi said, trying to get off the ground that he had pushed her to. She stood up and then attacked him.
Punches and kicks were thrown and Jessi surprisingly hit Vegeta twice on the head, knocking him to the ground. She then formed a Ki ball in her hand and fired at him. Before she knew it, he had her in a choke hold from behind.
"Vegeta! Put her down!" Bulma screeched when she came outside with a piece of paper in her hand. Vegeta slowly let go of her and she slowly fell to the ground, rubbing her neck. "Are you okay?" Bulma asked Jessi as she sat next to her.
"Yeah. I'll be. Am I his daughter?"
"Well, thanks to my dad's newest invention, which allows us to get results in one and a half hours, I have found out that…." Bulma started.
"Hurry up, Woman. We haven't got all day." Vegeta said.
"Well, for something this dramatic, I thought we could use a dramatic entrance. But seeing as you want to know ASAP, Vegeta, welcome to parenthood."
"Agh! Yay!" Jessi screamed. Once again, she hugged him tightly around the neck.
"Are those things right?" Vegeta asked.
"99%." Bulma laughed. (A/N: I know that that isn't right because I saw it on Maury Povich a long time ago and they said it's something else, but I can't remember.) "Vegeta, You're a daddy."
"But, I can't be."
"Well, you are so get over it."
"Are you playing a joke on me? Please tell me that this is all a joke."
"Was that Vegeta asking for something?" Bulma teased.
"Daddy…" Jessi started.
"Look. If you persist on thinking I'm your father then call me father. Not daddy." Vegeta snapped.
"Hmm, mummy said that you were a mean jerk." Jessi pouted.
"Be quiet, gaki." Vegeta scowled.
"Don't call me a brat."
"I will call you what I please and at the moment, you're a brat."
"Vegeta. Stop calling her that. She is your daughter and she's gone six years without you." Bulma said.
"Fine." Vegeta said. He crossed his arms over his chest and walked off. "I'm going to train with the Namek."
"Namek?" Jessi asked. "What's a Namek?"
"A Namek is an alien that's big and green and very quiet." Bulma said.
"I've never heard of a Namek before."
"Well this specific Namek is very lonesome and tried to kill my friend Goku when he was a little boy."
"You said before that Goku's a Saiyan. That isn't a Saiyan name."
"His real name is Kakarot."
"He's the one that killed Frieza, isn't he?"
"Yeah. He's also missing. We haven't seen him for a year. I wonder if Mr. Popo has the Dragon Balls again." Bulma said as she started to wander of in her own thoughts.
"Didn't you say that you were going to wish your boyfriend back with the Dragon Balls?"
"Yes. Your father helped to kill him."
"Oh, no. Mummy never said that daddy was a bad guy."
"He was until the fight on Namek."
"What fight?"
"When Goku killed Frieza."
"Oh, so dad… father was at that fight?"
"Yes. He even died there."
"Nani!?" Jessi asked.
"Frieza killed him. We wished him back."
"Prince Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, died?"
"When you say all Saiyans do you realise that that's reduced to two full bloods and two half bloods?"
"There's only four Saiyans left? What happened to Raditz and Napa? And who's the second half blood?"
"Raditz was killed by the Namek and Vegeta killed Napa. And Goku has a son with a human woman."
"Oh, okay. How strong is Kakarot's son?"
"He's stronger than someone who's older then him, who's trained all their life. He's stronger then my Yamcha and he used to train with Goku."
"Wow. Will I ever meet him?"
"I think he should be coming tomorrow."
"Yay!" Jessi cheered. "I'm going to meet Kakarots' son. But I would like to meet Kakarot himself."
"When he comes back, you will."
"But I need to get back home."
"I know. How about I start working on your ship now. Make yourself at home, but don't eat anything. We still have to feed your father."
"Okay."
"I'll be downstairs if you need me." Bulma said as she turned around and went to her basement to work.
"Hmm, she and dad would make the cutest little couple in the world." Jessi said. She turned around and walked into a lounge room and turned on the TV. Hours later, Mrs. Briefs came in.
"Oh, hi. I never knew we had company." She said.
"Hi. My name's Jessi. I'm a Saiyan. Actually, I'm Vegeta's daughter."
"V, Vegeta's d... daughter?" she stuttered.
"Yeah. I was born six years ago. Bulma is making me a ship to get back home."
"Okay." She said. She walked back out of the room, as clueless as was when she went in. Then she walked into the basement to talk to Bulma.
"Hi, mum. What are you doing down here?" Bulma asked.
"Since when did Vegeta have a daughter?"
"Since six years ago. She's a nice little girl, huh?"
"Yeah." She said, walking out of the room. She went upstairs to water the plants.
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That's one chapter for you. Don't bother about asking about the next chapter. I have no idea. Huh, and I'm the writer. Usually I have a clue about what I'm gonna do next, but not this time. Bye. Oh, and review! C-ya later.
