Vegeta sat in Goku's kitchen, his chin resting on his hands which were clasped together in front on him. His wife, Bulma, the one person who loved him more than anything and understood him better than anyone, came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Vegeta?" she asked. "Are you all right?" He shook his head.

"I don't know," he said. "There is something about this child- I can't put a finger on it, but it is as if I... have met her before." Vegeta looked up at Bulma. "I know I have met her before, but I feel as though it was even before that. What could it mean?" Bulma shook her head.

"I don't know, Vegeta," she replied, sadly. "But if it is truly important, than you will discover the answer."

"I can't believe these actually fit!" said a voice. Bulma and Vegeta looked towards the door to see Gokéa walking into the room, wearing an old set of Gohan's clothes. "And they're so comfortable!" she continued. "Having that place for my tail really changes things- this is great! And Chichi did a great job of fixing my glasses!"

As she giggled happily, the feeling returned to Vegeta- the feeling that he knew this child, back on Vegeta-sei. He knew it had to do with why he'd been chasing Karanin, but he had blocked out those memories long ago, for reasons not even he knew...

"Vegeta?" The girl's voice shook Vegeta from his thoughts. She had her head tilted to the right, an inquiring look upon her face. "You okay?" she asked. "You were lookin' at me kinda funny."

"I'm fine," he said sternly, shocking Gokéa more than a little bit. She didn't know why- she had seen this side of him before, even though it had been a while, but still, it surprised her. She was about to say she was sorry for annoying him, when Goku and Goten rushed into the room.

"Hey, Gokéa!" said Goten, excitedly. "I wanted to ask you if um... well, maybe would you um..." Goku looked at his son and shook his head.

"Gokéa," he said. "Goten wants to know if you'll spar with him." Gokéa's eyes lit up excitedly. She was about to reply, when Vegeta spoke up.

"Kakarot, are you out of your mind?" he exclaimed. "Having this, this, this girl go up against someone capable of becoming a Super Saiyan 3?!"

"Girl?" asked Gokéa, the excitement in her eyes turning to anger. "Wait one minute, Vegeta; I may have faired less than well in the last battle we shared, but that was twenty years ago- I've grown up since then." Her gaze shifted over to Goten. "Let's do this, Goten."

As everyone walked outside, Gokéa turned her attention towards Goku, a questioning look on her face again.

"Goku," she said. "Why does Vegeta call you 'Kakarot?'" Goku looked down at the girl and smiled. He didn't have to look down far he noticed- she was up to his shoulders.

"You see, Gokéa," he said. "Vegeta and I come from a planet known as Vegeta-sei, the planet of the Saiyans. "Kakarot" is the name I was born with- "Goku" was given to me by my grandfather when he found me as a baby." Gokéa nodded.

"A Saiyan Planet, eh?" she asked, looking over at Vegeta. "And you are named after this Planet?" Vegeta nodded.

"I was prince of Vegeta-sei." That's all he said, nothing else. And Gokéa didn't push him- just turned to Goku and asked more questions.

"What made you guys come to Earth, anyway?"

"I was sent here as a child to destroy this planet," Goku said. "But, when my grandpa found me, I didn't remember my mission. So, he raised be to be what I am today." Gokéa was intrigued.

"So all Saiyans come from Vegeta-sei?"

"Not all of us," said Trunks, who had been outside sparing with Gohan. "Goten, Gohan and I are only half Saiyan- born here on Earth. Dad and Goku are the only full blooded Saiyans we know of." Gokéa nodded again, but seemed to be lost in her thoughts. Then she looked at Vegeta.

"You said my name was a Saiyan name," she said to him. "And Mom didn't give me my name, like Goku's grandpa gave him his- it was on my necklace when she found me. And I've shown that I can power up to a Super Saiyan... does this mean I came from Vegeta-sei?"

"It's possible," he said. "I didn't really have much time to check your power levels, but you might be old enough to have gotten to earth before Vegeta-sei was destroyed." Gokéa seemed sad when she heard the planet was destroyed. It was something that Vegeta wasn't expecting.

"So, I'll never know," she said finally. "I'll never know if I had a family there or anything..."

Goten thought she was getting ready to cry. Her eyes were becoming soft, almost as though tears would run down her cheeks at any moment. But they never came- she looked at Goten and smiled.

"Ready?" she asked him. He nodded, excitedly. "Well, then- how do you want to start?" Goten looked confused until he realized what she was asking- Saiyan or Super Saiyan.

"Let's start off small," he replied. "Power up only when we need it." Gokéa nodded, and got into a stance- her feet were shoulder width apart; her arms at her side, the dragon charms on her bracelet resting on her clenched fists and her tail was casually floating behind her. Goku noticed that she was well prepared for anything Goten might throw at her- it would be amazing for any girl other than Gokéa, considering how much experience she really had. That had to be her greatest weapon- she seemed unwary to the unsuspecting eye.

That was when Goten attacked, firing a series of punches and kicks towards Gokéa... who dodged them all. After a few minutes of this, she began to fight back, countering Goten's attack then rapidly landing one of her own. As the fight continued, Goten soon powered up to Super Saiyan. Gokéa stayed down, but still did more than hold her own- she was kicking Goten's butt. Vegeta looked at the girl, totally amazed. There were not many female Super Saiyans back on Vegeta-sei... actually, he never remembered seeing any before Gokéa. That's when an unfamiliar sound filled the air, one that Vegeta only heard during matches that involved Goku- laughter. And it was coming from Gokéa. She pushed her glasses up on her nose and brushed her bangs out of her face.

"Not bad, Goten," she said with a smile. "But I think it's about time for me to kick it up a notch." Vegeta didn't like the sound of that and he liked it even less when he heard Gokéa let out a distinct yell- she was powering up. The orange light surrounded her once again- her hair grew longer and turned blonde; her brown eyes went to a bluish-green. She charged at Goten, attacking with a rapid assortment of punches and kicks before ramming her elbow into his back, sending him hurling towards the ground.

Goten was sure he was doomed to being in traction for at least a month and a half. He and Gokéa had been at least a mile up in the air, he was barely conscious, so there was no way he was going to come out of in in one piece... wait a second- why did he stop falling?

"Man, that would have really hurt. I'd hate to be you if I'd missed." Goten opened his eyes to see Gokéa holding him in her arms and smiling. "How 'bout we call this a draw?" she asked. "We'll give it another go when you feel up to it." Goten said nothing, but gave a nod. This girl was something else.

Meanwhile, back on the ground, Vegeta and Goku watched the scene- one with pride, the other with disgust.

"She shows compassion," Vegeta said. "It's a weak trait that will probably be the end of her..." Kakarot started babbling on about how compassion was a good thing, but Vegeta wasn't listening. What he had just said, "it's a weak trait and will probably be the end of her;" He had heard those words before... but they were being said to him, about himself.