Mizu stared at the universe. The night sky was black but clear, and stars decorated it like diamonds trapped in velvet. A cold breeze blew against her but she didn't seem all that bothered. It was often cold at night on this particular planet of Frieza's. But she was used to it. She and Frieza had been living here for a while not. It wasn't a permanent home; Frieza just thought it would be a good idea to get away for a bit. Things had been different ever since Lavender had disappeared…
There had been no used at all either from or about her, and Frieza had eventually given up on sending his men out to look for her – he hadn't even had any luck when he'd gone searching himself.
Mizu often came out here at night to think about Lavender. Not because she thought Lavender was dead, she knew Lavender was alive. She felt it. No, Mizu came out here to try to figure out why Lavender had left. The only reason she could ever think of was that Lavender wanted to go to Earth, maybe she'd taken a liking to Bulma or even Trunks and Goten. But Earth was the first place Frieza had checked, and his daughter had been nowhere in sight.

"Again?" a voice broke into Mizu's trail of thought.
"I like it out here." Mizu told him. Frieza sat down beside her. He looked at her skin and saw small goose bumps on her arms. It didn't surprise him; she wasn't wearing anything more than a silk nightgown.
"You're freezing." He told her.
"Yes, I know." Mizu had a small smirk.
"Come inside. You're out here every night, what exactly do you do when you're sitting here?"
"… Thinking." Mizu replied.
"… What about?" Frieza already knew the answer to that, and felt foolish to even ask the question.
"Lavender." Mizu said. "I wonder where she is…"
"… Well according to your Bible she should be in the sky somewhere." Frieza said bitterly.
"She's not dead."
"Oh, come on!" Frieza stood up, his back turned to her. "We've had this argument over and over, why won't you just accept it?!"
"Because it's not true." Mizu also stood. "Frieza… Lavender is okay," she put her hand on his shoulder. "I feel her –"
"No you don't!" Frieza jerked his shoulder away from her angrily. "Listen, I don't know if you think you feel her or what, but what I do know is that she IS –" his eyes lowered. "… Our daughter's dead, Mizu."
"No she's not!" Mizu protested. "Why do you have such little faith in her –"
"If she was alive she would've come home by now!"
"You don't know that!"
"I know my daughter!" Frieza spun around to shout at her. "For fuck's sake will you just STOP making this so damn hard for me?!"

"…" Mizu fell silent and looked away. This wasn't the first time he'd shouted at her now, and she wasn't afraid of his voice anymore. It just hurt her.
"…" Frieza knew she didn't like it when he yelled, but he also knew that she gave his reason to. Still, he didn't want to frighten her – that was if he still did. He couldn't smell as much fear these days, just pain.
"… You have to let it go." He said softly, putting his hand on hers.
"… No." Mizu shook her head. "She's still alive." She didn't look at him before she walked away.
Frieza closed his eyes.
"Stop it…" he whispered, and took his time following her.

~hidden location~

"Daddy…?"
"Hey, baby… are you okay?"
Saiyamo heard a male voice in her dreams.
"Daddy?!" she mumbled back.
"Saiya? What's up?"
"Are you my daddy?"
"Well of course I am! Why don't you come and see me?"
"Mommy won't let me…"
"Well she doesn't have to know, y'know. You can come see me by yourself, right?"
"… Daddy…" she stirred a little. "Daddy…!"

"Daddy!" her eyes snapped open. She took a few seconds to realize that the voice had been a dream. Her heart sank when she did so.
"I want to meet you…" she mumbled. Just then, a smile crept across her face. "Wait a minute!" she scrambled out of bed. "I can! Mommy has a spaceship! I have to go to Earth!" she ran over to one of her cupboards and pulled out a large blanket one of the neighbors had made for when she got cold at night. She then used it to gather up her favorite toys and pictures of her family. She did it excitedly, feeling just like the runaway cartoon children she'd seen on TV. They always had a snick to put the bag of toys on, but she could carry it by herself. She pulled all four corners of the blanket together and held them tightly, not knowing how she was supposed to tie them.
Saiyamo then crept out of her room, past her mother's bedroom and out of an unlocked window as silently as she could.
~

"Are you going to Scarber Fair?" she sang happily as she skipped down the front garden and round to the back. "Parsie say rosemary and time," she started up at the spaceship that was parked in the back garden. It was very small, and could probably only fit a maximum of three people in it. Saiyamo grinned, and ran over to the panel that was positioned by the door. Now… what did mommy say the password was…? There was a special way of remembering it… Star! That was it!
Saiyamo sat down and began counting out the letters of 'star' on her fingers.
"A is one, B is two, C is three…"
~

"R is seventeen!" she finally finished counting. "Okay," she began to input the numbers. "Eighteen, nineteen, one, seventeen." But the spaceship didn't move. "Huh?" Saiyamo stared up at it. "What happened?"
"Hey,"
"Huh?!" Saiyamo jumped back when a man came out from the bushes that surrounded Saiyamo and Lavender's back garden. "Who are you…?" she asked, frightened.
"Don't worry." The man said gently. "I'm alright, kid. I won't hurt you. I just think I know where you're going wrong."
"You've been listening to me?"
"Ah, just a little." He said.
"What did I do wrong?" Saiyamo asked.
"You missed out K." the man walked towards her. "You were saying 'H, I, J, L.' But It goes 'H, I, J, K, L."
"Ohhh!" Saiyamo nodded. "Okay." She sat down and started re-counting. "One… two…"
"Nah, nah, nah." The man shook his head. "Just add one to all your numbers – except A." he input the code into the panel. "So that's nineteen, twenty, one, eighteen." The spaceship door opened.
"Thanks, mister!" Saiyamo beamed. She picked up her back and ran into the space ship.
"Hey ah, kid…" the man put one foot in after her.
"I'm Saiyamo." She told him.
"Tomakoto." The man replied. "Well, Saiyamo… do you know how to fly one of these things?"
"…" Saiyamo's eyes widened. "No!" she gasped. "I don't!"
"Good thing I do then." Tomakoto stepped inside. "Where do you want to go?"
"To Earth – to meet my daddy." Saiyamo smiled.
"Your daddy, eh? What is he, a saiyan?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"Your tail." Tomakoto told her.
"Oh ^_^'"

It was this comment about her appearance then made Saiyamo actually concentrate on what this man looked like. She studied him. He looked like a human – or at least what she thought a human looked like. He looked like her mother, and Lavender had always told her that she looked more like a human than a changeling.
"Who's your father?"
"Trunks Briefs." Saiyamo told him. "And my grandpa and Prince Vegeta and my other grandpa is Prince Frieza."
"Really, Prince Frieza?"
"Uh-huh." Saiyamo nodded. "Do you know him?"
"I guess you could say he's a friend of the family." Tomakoto told her. "He's not on his usual planet though, so I guess we're both looking for him." He went and sat down in the pilot seat and looked over his shoulder at her. "So Earth it is then, right?"
"Yeah!" Saiyamo beamed.
"Great…" Tomakoto turned away, so she didn't see his cold smirk.