AN: Yes Poogle, it was the first chapter of Twins, I have decided to put the three stories together in one file since I have been feeling that I have been losing readers. I will be updating almost daily to accomplish this. ::Shrugs:: I took Twins off fanfiction.net. Tell me what you think

Chapter 2

Well isn't this an interesting development, Bulma thought. The stranger had just went back to the future and apparently they only had three years to prepare for the androids who were supposed to destroy the Earth. Bulma sighed to herself, Isn't that always the way.

"What's wrong Bulma?" Yamcha asked her.

She looked at him and sighed again. He was flying her to her air car. "Nothing," she replied.

He set her down and waved good-bye as she flew home. When she got there she heard an explosion in her father's lab. Oh no DAD! She took off running desperate to see what had happened to see if her dad was okay.

"--WHAT I WANT" A loud voice she instantly recognized shouted.

She walked into the room to see her dad cowering in the corner with his black cat.

"What is it that you want?" She asked Vegeta sharply.

He turned to her and calmed down a bit.

"I requested that he make me a gravity room similar to the one he made for Kakarot only three times more powerful but he is refusing saying it is too dangerous." He relied coldly.

Bulma looked at her dad to see if this was true. When her dad nodded she turned back to Vegeta.

"Leave my dad alone and I will make it for you five times more powerful if you want."

He looked at her shocked and nodded slightly. He turned and walked out of the lab and into the house.

"Bulma do you think you should do that?" Her dad asked still scared.

"Yes I do." She replied as she began to gather all the information she would need to do as she promised.

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A couple hours later Bulma walked into the house only to be confronted by her mother.

"Bulma dear, I believe you have just lost your chance to get with Vegeta. He has brought home a woman but not just any woman a saiyan woman!" Her mother said excitedly. "Maybe the darling young man will finally have the happiness he deserves. That poor dear, to think he had to grow up without a mother. Why it makes me want to baby the poor soul but I don't dare because as he says 'I will kill you'. I don't believe him though. I think he actually enjoys the attention even if he says it is unwanted. Oh and--"

"Wait, Mom what do you mean he grew up without a mother? How do you know this?" Bulma asked confused as to how her mother would come by this information.

"Oh the dear asked me what my relationship was to you and so I explained it to him. He seemed confused so I asked him if he knew his mother and he looked at me and said no that before today he didn't even know what one was!" She responded in her chirpy voice as she walked into the kitchen leaving Bulma slumped against the wall in the hallway.

How can you not know what a mom was? Bulma walked through the hallways aimlessly only to find herself standing in front of Vegeta's door. She raised her hand to knock when the door opened.

"What do you want?" He asked quietly.

"I wanted to tell you that I ordered all the supplies to build the room and should start building it tomorrow." Bulma frowned that wasn't what she had wanted to say at all. "Vegeta is she any better?"

Vegeta slanted an assessing glance at her and shook his head. He stepped back allowing her to come in his domain. A bit surprised, he hadn't let anyone within ten feet of her earlier when they were waiting for Goku and had went as far as to hide her somewhere before Goku arrived, Bulma went in to see that there were now two beds in the room and one was occupied by the female saiyan. Bulma walked up to her and put a cool hand on her forehead. Bulma frowned again; she has a normal temperature. She sat on the bed and sighed. She was wearing an armor chest plate, similar to the one Vegeta wore after his fight with Frieza, over a black jump suit with the arms cut off revealing slender but slightly muscular arms. Her boots were an exact match to the ones Vegeta always wore.

"What's her name?"

"Ava."

"That's a nice name." She responded absently. Ava. Funny she reminds me of someone...

Bulma looked up at Vegeta finding an almost peaceful look on his face similar to Ava's. The resemblance was uncanny.

"Now I do not have to worry about her safety." Vegeta said calmly. "My promise has been fulfilled."

"Vegeta are you related to Ava?" Bulma blurted. "What promise?"

"The promise to protect her. Yes you can say I am related to her."

"How?"

Vegeta looked at her calmly. The corners of his lips flicked up slightly into what could be called a slight smile. "In human terms you could say that she is my twin."