Last time, Vegeta and Bulma got the shock of their lives, a little girl called Jessi is Vegeta's daughter. I have no idea on what's to happen in this chapter, but he, continue reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, or the characters. But, I do own Jessi. Hey, that's my name. Yay! Hehehehehehe. ^_~

Chapter 2.

 "Father." Jessi said, walking into Vegeta's room. Vegeta was sitting at the head of his bed, trying to read a book that Bulma had gotten him for people just learning to read and write Japanese.

 "What?"

 "I can't sleep." Jessi said. Vegeta looked over to the clock by his bed. It was 11:52.

 "So?"

 "Can I sleep in here?"

 "Why?"

 "When I can't sleep, I sleep in with mum in her bed."

 "I'm not your mum."

 "But you're my dad."

 "So? I never said that I'd act like your parent."

 "Please. I haven't slept in a long time."

 "And why would you be able to sleep here?"

 "Because I feel protected."

 "You're a Saiyan. You don't have to feel protected."

 "But you don't know what's been happening. I now always feel the need for protection. Please?" Jessi asked. Vegeta put his book down and pulled some of the bedspread down, gesturing her to get in. She walked over to him and crawled under the covers. "Thankyou." She whispered before dozing off to sleep. Vegeta followed soon after.

They both woke up after hearing the giggles from Bulma and her mum. They both held cameras in their hands and were taking pictures of the two.

 "Woman, what are you doing?" Vegeta snapped.

 "You two are so cute like that." Bulma giggled.

 "I couldn't sleep last night." Jessi said as she got out from under the blankets. "I'm hungry."

 "You beat Vegeta-chan to it." Mrs. Briefs laughed. Vegeta grunted and sat up.

 "What are you two doing in my room?" he asked.

 "Well, I went to wake up Jessi and saw that she was missing, so I got everyone to look for her when we realised that you weren't awake either, so we checked in here and saw this precious moment and took about three rolls of film worth."

 "Three rolls worth?" Jessi sweat-dropped anime style.

 "Yep." Mrs. Briefs boasted.

 "I know. The cutest one can go in the lounge room. Cool huh?" Bulma asked.

 "Hn, great." Vegeta said as he rolled his eyes.

 "Yes. It will be. Now get up before I'm out of my kind and willing-to-cook-you-up-anything mood."

 "You can't cook."

 "That's it. Mum, I recommend poison in Vegeta's food."

 "See. You're not cooking breakfast."

 "That's because you put me out of my mood." Bulma said. Jessi started to giggle.

 "What's so funny, gaki?" Vegeta demanded.

 "You two are so kawaii together."

 "Listen, Chibi Gaki,"

 "Agh! That's sooo kawaii!" Bulma screamed. "That's such a cute nickname!" 

 "No it isn't!" Vegeta snapped. "But, as I was saying, the Woman and I are not 'cute'.

 "Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are! Yes you are!" Jessi screamed.

 "What the hell do you have with doing that?"

 "It ticks people off. I find it funny."

 "You're as bad as Krillin." Bulma mumbled.

 "Krillin?" Jessi asked.

 "You heard that?"

 "Yes. I am a Saiyan and we have rather acute hearing."

 "Humph. Sounds like the gaki is smart." Vegeta grumped.

 "I am not a 'gaki'! And I am quite smart. Remember, I did fix the gravity machine all by myself."

 "You fixed it?" Bulma asked.

 "Yes. I made a more upgraded one last year with my mum. Yours would have been perfect if you had used Saiyan tools to be able to get into the hard to reach spots and the connection of the wires near the doors needs to be stuck together better. By next week, the seel will disappear, due to the heat fathers' causing."

 "Okay. You didn't happen to bring any equipment, did you?"

 "No. I was training. That's all."

 "Pity. I could use some of that equipment."

 "Well, you could create some of your own. In training, we were taught to do that, so it'll be easy."

 "Cool. I am really starting to doubt that Vegeta's your father. You seem too nice."

 "That's not what the kids back home say. They think that because I'm the daughter of the strongest being in the universe and the smartest woman in the world that I brag to them and show off my talents. I seriously have no friends. Everyone is so mean to me."

 "Hey, I grew up being hunted for the location of the Dragon Balls. I still managed to have a relationship with Yamcha and meet up Goku and Chi-Chi and unfortunately Krillin."

 "You said I was as annoying as Krillin before. Who is he?"

 "He's the 'Cue ball'." Vegeta said.

 "Don't say that about Krillin. He's nice." Bulma said.

 "Um, guys. You're breakfast will be downstairs, minus the poison in Vegeta's." Mrs. Briefs said. (A/N: If you know her first name, e-mail me @ jessihamilton@hotmail.com and put it under the subject of fanfiction, otherwise I'd get rid of it, thinking it was junk mail. Kay? ^_~) She walked out of the room, closely followed by Jessi and then Bulma. Vegeta got up and got dressed in his usual Saiyan armour. When he got there, half of everything had been eaten.

 "Since when is everything eaten before I get here?" he demanded.

 "Look closer, your highness. Not everything has been eaten. There's still half of what mum had cooked." Bulma pointed out.

 "Great. Do you really think this will suffice me?"

 "It better. I'm not going grocery shopping again this week."

 "You have two Saiyans in your house. You need to refill."

 "Great. It'll be like having Goku live here."

 "Over my dead body." Vegeta snapped. He sat down and ate his food. Once he had finished it, he went out to the gravity machine to train.

 "Daddy isn't too nice." Jessi said once she was sure he was out of hearing reach.

 "You're right. I don't know why I let him stay here."

 "Probably because he'd blow your brains out."

 "Good point." Bulma giggled.

 "I still think you two would make the cutest couple together."

 "We. Would. Not!" Bulma said, emphasizing each word.

 "If you think so." Jessi said, leaving the house. "I'm going to train somewhere."

 "What about clothes?"

 "Oh, yeah. I guess I forgot."

 "Go see my mum. She should have some clothes. She bought them when she thought that I was pregnant with Yamcha. She got clothes for a girl that ranges between 0-13."

 "Okay." Jessi said, leaving the kitchen.

 "Are you coming today?" Bulma asked Vegeta.

 "To see everyone that Nappa and I took the liberty of killing resurrected? No thanks."

 "Jessi will be there."

 "How do you know?"

 "She seemed to be interested in meeting Chi-Chi."

 "Doesn't mean that she'd want to see everyone else."

 "I think she'd like it. Maybe take her mind off her mum."

 "Am I supposed to care where she goes? No. Didn't think so." Vegeta grunted.

 "It looks like parenthood is taking its tole on you." Bulma giggled.

 "If you are smart, you'd shut up before you say the next thing that you're thinking."

 "Hum, you better get dressed. You're coming with us." Bulma said.

 "I am not."

 "Stop being such a baby, father." Jessi said, walking into the kitchen in a new lilac t-shirt and dark blue pants.

 "That looks so good on you." Bulma said delightfully as she rushed over to her to examine her. "I think that my mum chose out the best clothes for a little girl. You look great."

 "Thankyou, Bulma." Jessi said. She sat down at the table next to Vegeta. "So, are you coming with Bulma and me? Come on. Please?"

 "Fine then. If it'll stop your whining."

 "Good. Mummy always said that my whining would get me nowhere, but she was wrong."

 "I should try that." Bulma laughed. "So go on. Go get changed." Vegeta grunted and stomped out of the kitchen.

 "Daddy is such a grump." Jessi laughed.

 "You don't live with him."

 "When will you make my ship so I can go home? I'm sure mummy misses me."

 "Have a holiday here. Then I'll make it for you, kay?"

 "Okay. I've never been on a planet. Frieza always made sure I had hard training everyday."

 "Sounds like what he did to Vegeta."

 "Do you know that because my father's a prince, I'm a princess?"

 "Yes. I always wanted to be a princess when I was a little girl. I would always pretend that I was and then one day, I'd meet up with my prince." Bulma said.

 "I think you might have." Jessi giggled.

 "Who?"

 "Daddy."

 "Tell me, do you really think so?"

 "Yeah. And just think, if you do become his 'princess', he'd become King of all Saiyans and you'd be there with them. You'd be known all over the Universe and you could probably have a planet named after you in some far off galaxy. Wouldn't that be cool?"

 "It would." Bulma said.

 "You'd think you'd actually be considering it." Vegeta groaned as he walked downstairs. "Tow things wrong with that. One: I'd have to ask you to be my mate. Two: I'd have to love you as you would me."

 "And like that could ever happen." Bulma said. Jessi giggled.

 "What's so funny?" Vegeta demanded.

 "Bulma almost sounded disappointed."

 "You're hearing things." Bulma said.

 "You damn right." Vegeta said.

 "You wish." Jessi said, laughing.

 "Okay, lets go." Bulma said. She rushed to grab her keys to her plane.

 "Hey, what's up?" Jessi asked.

 "Nothing. Lets go. I want to go see my Yamcha ASAP."
 "Okay." Jessi said. She ran out with Bulma and watched as she took a capsule out of her pocket and turned it into a plane. "How did you do that?"

 "It's an invention of my dad's. Isn't it cool?"

 "Yeah. It rules." Jessi said. She jumped into the plane.

 "Child." Vegeta groaned.

 "She's supposed to be, Vegeta. She's only six." Bulma snapped.

 "She shows no traits of a Saiyan Warrior."

 "She has grown up with her mum, a human. Of course she doesn't act like a Saiyan."

 "Yeah, but she should at least try if she's going to teach those kids who hate her a lesson."

  "Did you forget? Her ship was under attack."

 "Yeah, so? She could go back there and claim the leftovers as her own. That's what I did with the Saiyans."

 "She's six."

 "So was I."

 "You were six? Now I know why you're such a grump."

 "Do you want me to come or not?"

 "Fine then. Just get in." Bulma grumped.

 "Now who' the grump?" Vegeta asked as he got in the plane.

 "I wouldn't say that to her, you know." Jessi said.

 "Why?"

 "Because I know something you don't know."

 "Like what?"

 "Well, when I was training last month, I was attacked by a Camesian and when I killed it, I got some of its blood on me, giving me the abilities that it holds, you know. That always happens with Camesians. So now I have psychic powers like seeing the future, reading minds, talking with my mind and moving things with my mind."

 "What does that have to do with the Woman?"

 "You're thick, father."

 "I am not." Vegeta snapped.

 "That sounds cool. I'd love to be able to do that." Bulma said. She took off with a loud boom and they were at Kame's place in a matter of minutes.

 "I could have gotten us here faster." Vegeta complained.

 "And you'd be willing to carry me?" Bulma asked.

 "So who is everyone here?" Jessi asked.

 "Oh, yeah. The black guy is Mr. Popo, the green guy is a Namek and his name is Kame, the woman is Chi-Chi. Hi Chi!" Bulma said. She ran over to her friend. "Where's Gohan?"

 "He insisted on staying home to train with Piccolo."

 "What a pity. Jessi wanted to meet him. Jessi! Come over here!" Bulma shouted to Jessi who was talking to Vegeta about her telepathic powers. She ran over to them with her tail waving behind her. "Jessi, this is Goku's wife. Remember, I told you that you'd be meeting her?"

 "You said I'd meet Kakarot's mate and son." Jessi said.

 "She's a Saiyan." Chi-Chi whispered to Bulma. "How is that?"

 "I'm not just any Saiyan. I'm, Prince Vegeta's daughter."

 "She's Vegeta's daughter?"

 "Yeah. I had to do a DNA test on them to prove it." Bulma laughed. "They are exactly the same in too many ways."

 "How can we didn't know about her before?" Chi-Chi asked.

 "Her mum's a human that was abducted by Frieza and she's stayed on Frieza's ship since she was born. Vegeta got drunk one night and was told that he had left the bar with a human woman and woke up the next morning not remembering a thing. Um, Jessi, Chi-Chi and I need to talk grown-up talk. Do you mind going back to your father for a while?"

 "Okay." Jessi said. She ran back to Vegeta who was carefully watching them.

 "Vegeta's a father?" Chi-Chi asked, still a bit frightened.

 "Yeah. Who would have believed it? She couldn't sleep last night, so she slept in Vegeta's bed with him. Mum and I took three rolls of camera film. But that's not what I want to talk to you about. Vegeta and I think that her mum knew that her ship was under attack so she sent her away without telling her. You see, Jessi was training in a Saiyan pod when she realised that it was on autopilot and it took her here. She said that her mum was the only person to go inside it but her and that her mum had been really depressed before hand. Vegeta wants to send her back so she could claim the ship as her own, but I think it's stupid. What should I do?"

 "She's his daughter. Why would he want to get rid of her?"

 "Maybe she's a distraction. The demented chook (A/N: I wrote it because I think it's hilarious. My mum called me it this morning when she tried to wake me up. ^_^) only wants to train. Maybe he thinks that she'll just get in the way."

 "That isn't fair. I know I'd never get rid of Gohan."

 "Yeah, but then again you have time for him and he's hardly ever around you. He's always training with Piccolo."

 "I know. He's all I have left." Chi-Chi said with tears welling up in her eyes.

 "Oh, Chi. Goku will return. Don't worry." Bulma said as she tried to comfort her bestfriend.

 "No he won't. I'm a horrible wife. I was too harsh on him whenever he tried to get Gohan to train instead study. I know it's for the good of the planet, but it's our baby. If anything happens to him, I'll have nothing."

 "Goku will come back. Just you see."

 "Hey, mate of Kakarot. Stop your crying. I've seen some of the future and he comes back. Just wait a while." Came a voice that everyone heard.

 "What was that?" Master Roshi asked.

 "So you did hear it, too?" Chi-Chi asked.

 "Oh, yeah." Bulma said. She looked over to the smirking father and daughter team and smiled. She walked over to them. "It was you, wasn't it?"

 "Um, yeah." Jessi said sheepishly.

 "Did you really see it?"

 "Yes. Why would I lie?"

 "And besides, Kakarot's harpy was getting annoying with her wailing." Vegeta said.

 "Well, aren't you nice?" Bulma asked. "So did you tell her to do it?"

 "We heard her cry and what she was saying about being a bad wife and I told father that I have seen another kid for them in the future, meaning that Kakarot must come back. By the way, their child becomes bestfriends with yours in the future, Bulma."

 "I have a child in the future? Is Yamcha the father?"

 "I don't know. I can't do this that good. But I say congradulations now for then because I don't seem to be around. I must have gone home. Isn't that good?"

 "Yeah. Just great." Vegeta said sadly.

 "Oh, is this a little depression in your voice, Vegeta?" Bulma teased.

 "No. Just get the Namek to call upon the Eternal Dragon so we can hurry up and leave." he grunted.

 "Fine then." She said before she started to look for Kame.

 "Ah, Bulma. We have all the Dragon balls. Do you want me to call summon it now?"

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That's it for chapter 2. Seems pathetic compared to my other two out there: Vegeta's Mate and Stranded, both that are very funny. Check 'em out. I've also done two songfix: Oh Starry Night and Baby Can I Hold You. Both are pretty good. I hoped you liked this chapter and story. If you did, review it, kay? Good. Catchya l8er. Gohan's Gal. It's been ages since I've done that. ^_~