Sorry this is taking so long. I'm having a MAJOR DBZ BRAINFREEZE! I can't think of anything to write for this story, so I've kinda stopped for a while and started on a Card Captor Sakura/Harry Potter crossover. It's going great.

I've also started on a Kingdom Hearts one.

Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine.

A Saiyan's Daughter

Chapter 5

Arrival and Leaving.

 "Wow, I can't believe that any of that happens." Goku said, after Trunks had finished explaining everything.

Then out of nowhere, there was a little brown flash, followed by a screeching sound and a voice.

 "Whoa, whoa. STOP!!!" Jessi yelled, as she couldn't. Out of instinct, her tail fell from around her waist and wrapped itself around the closest thing as her breaks. That closest thing was Goku's arm. She bounced back like a yoyo and giggled. "Wee! That was so much fun!" she laughed as she hung loosely from Goku's arm, which he was now holding out on a horizontal position.

 "Hey, she has a tail." Goku whined.

 "Um," Jessi said, moving around so she now sat on his shoulder, "you must be Kakarot. Hi, I'm Jessi. I'm the demented princes' daughter. Well, you call that demented prince Vegeta, but I am currently trying to ignore the fact that he is my parent."

 "Oh, so he has two kids?"

 "Well, not that I'm supposed to tell or anything, but I get a baby sister." Jessi smiled. "That means that Trunks does too, because my mum's not living anymore."

 "I get a sister?" Trunks asked.

 "Yeah. Vegeta kinda favours her more, though. I don't know why though. She's just a little brat."

 "Hello, we were talking about the Androids." Goku put in.

 "Oh, sorry." Jessi apologised, tucking her tail back into place.

 "So, you die of a virus and everyone else but Gohan gets killed." Trunks said to summarise everything.

 "Do I show up? I mean, do I come back here, not that I'd want to with that jerk." Jessi asked.

 "At least you got to know him."

 "I wish I didn't. I was happy back at my home."
 "Would you two stop it?" Goku said, slightly angered.
 "Sorry." Trunks and Jessi apologised at the same time.

 "I better be going now, mum will get worried. You know everything that will happen and you can train for when the Androids arrive. And, please, don't tell anyone this. I might not be born." Trunks said.

 "Yeah, yeah. You just get back to Bulma. Give her my love and my good wishes." Goku smiled.

 "Kay, bye." Trunks said, blasting off.

 "I get a baby brother. I get a baby brother. I get a baby brother. I get a baby brother." Jessi sung quietly. "Well, I should be off, too. I want to see if Dr. Briefs can start up a ship for me and let me finish it without Vegeta knowing."

 "Okay. See you." Goku waved Jessi off. He slowly made his way back to the group, wondering if he should tell them about the Androids.

 'Yes you should! They have every right to know that they're going to die!' Jessi's voice screamed through his head.

 "What?" Goku asked out aloud.

 "Oh, don't worry about Jessi. She does that quite frequently." Bulma laughed as she watched her baffled friend look around.

 "But if she's a Saiyan, how can she talk to me through my mind?"

 "She was attacked by an alien that has telepathic powers and when the blood splashed onto her, she got its power." Vegeta explained.

 "And she said that you were her father, though she doesn't want to admit it anymore." Goku said, almost sadly.

 "I really don't give a damn, Kakarot."

 "Why not? She's your daughter, you're supposed to care about her and take care of her."

 "And you think you're a better parent then I am?"

 "Well, yeah. I have been doing it for a longer time." Goku laughed casually scratching the back of his head. It was then that he felt his own child latch onto his leg in a hug. "Hey kiddo!" he smiled down to his only son. Vegeta stared, as if he was learning what it was like to be a father.
Learning? From Kakarot? Never!

He looked down to the ground, thinking about how Jessi must have been feeling.

Vegeta's father had given him up to Frieza, who ended up torturing him after taking away every birthright Vegeta had. He never forgave him. Vegeta hated his father, even after he had heard of his death.

Was that the same for Jessi? He hoped not.

Goku smiled as if he read Vegeta's mind.

Jessi, on the other hand, had.

~*~

As Jessi flew, Vegeta's thoughts ran through her mind. She smiled sweetly.

 'Thanks, dad.'

~*~

 "What do you mean going to see my father about building her a ship so she could go back?" Bulma screeched at Goku once everything was said and told. Vegeta winced  involuntarily, as did Piccolo, for he was next to her, about to ask Goku the very same question, and her voice hurt his sensitive Saiya-jin ears.

 "I don't know. She just mentioned the fact that her mum's dead and she didn't want to be Vegeta's daughter at all. She really hates you."

 "I know." Vegeta said quietly before he flew away quickly.

~*~

 "Jessi, where are you, brat?" Vegeta demanded back at Capsule Corporation.

 "That'd work better if you put that there." Dr. Briefs told someone from inside his lab. Vegeta followed the voice. "Now, put the transmitter near the L.E.D (Yeah, I actually listen to Mr. Balassa when he rambles on!). And solder the red and green wires together."

 "I know, you know." Jessi's voice snapped from the same direction. "I have made at least a hundred of these, though they do seem somewhat updated. Earth technology is so stupid." Vegeta chuckled in agreement. He continued his pace until he found them.

 "Brat, what are you doing?" Vegeta snapped. With a roll of her eyes, Jessi moaned.

 "I am going home."

 "We told you that you don't have a home anymore. And don't roll your eyes at me."

 "I didn't."

 "Yes you did."

 "Well, I guess you won't mind. It's not like I'm staying here anymore!" Jessi yelled before looking back at Dr. Briefs, who was completely confused. "Now, is there anything else I can do? You don't have the equipment that Frieza got from Mr. Bardock. He created wonderful technology. And his mate was supposably the most beautiful and strong (Remember she's a kid. She can't get her grammar right) female Saiya-jin in the universe, other than my grandma, the last queen, who was very beautiful, herself. Frieza told me so. He also said that my father was an idiot, and I would always try to kill him for that, though I ended up in isolation for a few weeks at a time, and now I totally agree with him. My father is an idiot." Jessi said, noticing the scowl Vegeta gave her.

 "I am not."

 "I wasn't talking to you. I was talking about you." Jessi stuck out her tongue, only to be backhanded into the closest wall, due to Vegeta's anger. As she slipped down the wall, Jessi could feel the whole of her right cheek swell from the blow. Doctor Briefs rushed over to the fallen child to see if she was okay, but she was currently suffering from a concussion.

 "Are you okay?" he asked in a hurry.

 "Why did daddy hit me?" she asked, though her head was spinning. She wanted to slap herself for using a vocabulary of a three-year-old.

 "Don't worry. Now," the doctor said, holding up two fingers, then quickly switching them to four, then one, and so on in a quick motion, "how many fingers am I holding up?"

 "Stop moving them. I'm getting dizzy." Jessi moaned and then collapsed into Dr. Briefs's arms, who noticed that her cheek was already healing.

Vegeta moved forward to his daughter, picking her up from the human.

 "I'll take her now." He said quietly, but before he could exit the lab, Dr. Briefs called out to him.

 "Vegeta, you're a father now. I advise you take care of her." He said and turned back to the ship.

~*~

Vegeta climbed the staircase to the room that Bulma had allocated himself to. He had been able to do whatever he wanted to do with it, so he got all the metal furniture replaced with timber furniture and had Bulma paint it either black or navy blue, for he didn't care which one he got. He ended up with black.

He gently laid his young daughter down on the big king-size oak bed that Bunny had bought for him.

Brushing any bit of hair from her face, he looked down at his six-year-old child. She was fragile for a Saiyan, much like that of Bardock-he was born with a body that wasn't good for fighting, so he was subjected to live his life out as a pathetic scientist.

 "I'm sorry." He whispered to her before leaving the room to train.

He didn't know that that could have been the last time he said anything to her.

~*~

Jessi turned in her sleep. Things were entering her mind, so it seemed, telling her things that she didn't want to know. It happened very often while she slept.

She saw things that would come in the future, hear people's thoughts and even see what they were sleeping. That was the reason why she had asked Vegeta if she could stay with him that night, there was too many thoughts going through her head in this new place.

As she tossed and turned, she read someone else's mind, but this one wasn't new. She remembered the horrific details from a few weeks ago, just after she got the ability to read minds.

But what was someone from her ship doing here?

~*~

 "Dad," Gohan started, looking up at his father, who was currently trying to escape Chi-Chi and her sacred frying pan.

 "N-not now, Gohan." Goku said, barely dodging another blow.

 "But can't you sense it?" Gohan asked, and then watched in enthrallment as his father suddenly picked his mother up and sling her over his shoulder with one hand and grab the frying pan with the other. He looked thoughtful for a second.

 "Yeah, Vegeta is getting stronger."

 "That's not what I mean."

 "What's wrong then?" Goku asked, his look of typical casualty changing dramatically.

 "I don't know."

 "Well then it isn't such a big deal then, eh?"

 "I guess not." Gohan said, though he really had his doubts.

'Help me, please. Anyone.'

~*~

 'Help me, please. Anyone.' The voice pleaded in Jessi's mind. All other thoughts disappeared and that single voice could be heard.

 'I need to leave, I'm stuck, help me.'

 'I can't.' Jessi thought back, hoping to reach the person. 'Who are you?'

 'Help me!'

 'I'll help if I knew where you were.'

 'I am Marlel Geft…'

 'On a ship for Frieza?' Jessi asked.

 'Yes, we were under attack. Everyone, all but me, died. I was taken away to help create better technology.'

 'Hold on,' Jessi whispered in her mind, but then by using a mental wall kept the next sentence to her. 'I hope it's you, mum.'

~*~

 "What?" Gohan asked out aloud. He had listened to the conversation between Jessi and this Marlel.

 "Hm?" Goku asked, looking at his only son. "Are you okay?" Gohan nodded his head. "Are you sure? You better not be telling me any lies."

 "I'm not. I'm fine."

 "It's that beast, Piccolo, isn't it?" Chi-Chi snapped.

 "No mum! Mr. Piccolo is very nice to me!" Gohan said quickly. "Nothing's wrong with me."

 "Fine." Chi-Chi said, straightening her apron from before. "But if he has done anything at all to you, the I will hurt him myself." Goku chuckled.

 "You couldn't do that if you tried, Chi," he laughed, before he was hit on the head with her own fist. Gohan quickly left the room.

~*~

 "Vegeta," Bulma started, looking around the house. She knew that he was probably in the gravity room, but she could hear voices.

 "I'm alright, seriously." An older voice said. Bulma instantly knew it was a male's voice, but since when did Vegeta talk to anyone?

 "But mummy…daddy and Bulma said you were dead." Jessi's voice said.

 "Bulma?"

 "She's the nice lady that daddy's living with."

 "Oh, really?" the older asked in a humoured tune. "Are they mates?"

 "No. They say there's no feelings whatsoever, but they're destined to be with each other, and I didn't use my powers to find that out." Jessi giggled. "I've missed you so much, mummy."

 'Mummy?' Bulma asked herself. How could this man be her mummy?

 "It's only been one day."

 "I don't care. It's a lifetime for me." Jessi snapped.

Bulma followed the voices to Vegeta's room. The door was opened slightly and Bulma could see Jessi sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, as if she was talking to the person in her sleep.

That was when she heard a hiss of what seemed like a sword being unsheathed and saw a flash of a silver blade.

 "What was that, mummy?" Jessi asked.

 "I just took the knife out of the knife block. I'm preparing dinner." The man said.

Bulma watched silently as the man advanced, coming into sight. She saw him put the blade up into position against her small neck, and that was when Bulma screamed.

Jessi opened her eyes immediately and quickly moved back from the sharp edge pressed against her neck. The man turned towards Bulma.

 "Vegeta's mate, I presume." He stated calmly. "I'll get him back by killing his daughter and his mate, like he did to me all those years ago." He pressed the blade of his sword against Bulma's neck, slitting it quickly.

 "Bulma-san!" Jessi screamed, and the room glowed gold for a few seconds, making the man drop the sword. Jessi glared at it and it rose up to his chest, stabbing him.

Jessi then collapsed, drained of all her energy.

~*~

 "I know I felt it that time!" Gohan said, rushing out of his room to the kitchen where Chi-Chi was preparing Gohan's and his father's dinner.

 "I did too." Goku agreed and walked out the door of his small house and flew away, Gohan was next to him all the while.

~*~

VERY SHORT!!!