Origins pt.2

Earth, Month 9 of Bulma's pregnancy(poor Vegita)

Vegita muttered a string of vulgar four letter obscenities as he searched the frozen foods isle for peanut butter and sardine flavored ice cream. As Vegita walked out the door a man handing out free samples confronted him.

"Would you like to try our new crunchy sardine ice cream sandwiches?"

Vegita stopped, turned and glared at the man, "Do I look like I want to try your bloody sandwich. Now get away from me before you find yourself breathing through your eyelids!"

"VEGITA!!! WHERE'S MY ICE CREAM!?!" Bulma shrieked at Vegita from he bedroom.

"Hit a pillow, dad. It work for me." Trunks offered as he saw the murderous look on his father's face.

Vegita blasted the sofa cushion that Trunks' feet were propped up on, "There's your damn pillow!" Vegita grabbed a spoon and the carton of ice cream and marched up the stairs cursing the whole way.

He's been like this ever since he found out mom was having a girl Trunks thought as he swept the remnants of his pillow into to the dustbin. Life's gonna get pretty interesting around here.

Trunks was interrupted from his musings by Vegita screaming "PRAISE DENDE, MY TORTURE IS FINALLY AT AN END!!!"

"VEGITA, SHUT UP AND CALL THE HOSPITAL, IT'S TIME TO HAVE THIS BABY!!!"

Later at the hospital:

"Mr. Briefs, you may come and see the baby now."

"Look," Bulma whispered to the baby, "That's your daddy, and that's your brother, Trunks."

"Mom, what're we gonna name her?"

"Why nothing short of Kimiko: the noble child." Vegita intoned.

Bulma rolled her eyes.

They got home and went to bed. Vegita was awoken by a pressure behind his right eye and the sound of a baby crying. He jumped up and ran to the crib in which Kimiko was sleeping. It can't be… Vegita was dumbstruck. He ran into Trunks' room and shook him awake.

"nnggh, What'd you want?"

"Hurry, boy, it's important. Power up as high as you can without going super."

"Then can I go back to sleep?"

"Do it now or I'll put you to sleep!"

"Alright, Alright!" Trunks powered up and Vegita read his power level. Vegita ran back to his crying daughter and read her power level.

They're the same! There's no difference in their powers. For once the Sayian Prince was at a loss for words.

The next morning he told Bulma of this and what he thought they should do about it.

"Let me get this straight," Bulma said with a skeptical look on her face, "You want me to believe that after six hours of life, our daughter is as powerful as our twelve year old son? And you want to deal with this miraculous twist of fate by sending her away to different people throughout Europe, Asia, and America in order to help her bring out the full potential of this power?"

"For once, Woman, we are on the same page. That's exactly what I've been saying." Vegita confirmed.

"NO FUCKING WAY!!!" And with that she slapped Vegita across the face and ran up to their room.

"Smooth, dad." Trunks said from the couch.

"You are so lucky you aren't being raised on my home planet, Brat." Vegita walked up to his and Bulma's room and knocked on the door, "Bulma, it's for the child's own good. If she stays here sh-POMPH Vegita struggled to see what had hit him……… "Very funny, Woman!" Vegita yelled as he tossed the blanket and pillow down the hallway. "Look, It's my child too, It's not as if I want to shirk my responsibility-Open the door so we can have a proper conversation."

The door opened and Bulma stepped out, "You are not allowed into our room as long as the baby is here. Now let's go down to the kitchen so I can formally call you a psychotic baby hating father." They walked to the kitchen with Vegita one step away from a conniption fit.

"Okay, now we're in the kitchen. Have you ever heard of a man called Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart?"

"Why yes of course, the composer, what does that have to do with anything?"

"Are you aware he learned to play the piano at age three, the violin at age five. He wrote his first concerto at the age of nine, a full scale, four hour, opera at twelve."

"What's your point?"

"His father saw that he had an extraordinary gift and nurtured that gift so that he was entertaining Kings when he was still younger that Trunks. What if his father had done nothing? We'd never have heard of Mozart. Our daughter has an extraordinary gift. She has a chance to entertain Kings and Queens, even be one. I'm only thinking of Kimiko here. She wouldn't leave today, she'd stay with us until she can walk. What do you say, make our daughter a Queen?"

"It is what's best for KimisobI guess we should." Bulma was in tears, Vegita hugged her and whispered comforts in her ear.

The same time, Planet Vegita

"You nervous?" Tora asked as the computer ran.

"Not really, I just want to see if my DNA sample matches with anyone else's." a sixteen year old Kenji replied.

"Wait a minute, this can't be right………"

"Let me see! What is it!?"

"Patience, young one."

"You can take your patience and cram it up your ass, now let me see before I kick you in the throat!"

"Well when ya ask all nice like………" Tora turned the computer monitor to face Kenji. "The sample is too diluted for you to be his son, maybe his grandson or summat. He did have a son who got shipped."

"I can't even believe this" Kenji said as he gaped, open mouthed at the screen.

A/N: Who is this mystery relative of Kenji's, I wonder? It's not that huge of a mystery, to be honest. REVIEW PLZ!