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Vegeta left to spar with Goku shortly after that. He couldn't take the fact that Yamcha and his brat were there. Mostly because his boy, Yima, wouldn't stop staring at Cellina. And yes, he was determined to call her that from now on.

With Goku and Vegeta...

"Kakarott? What do you think to your Princess?"

"Well Vegeta, I don't know. Its like I don't think anything."

"Huh?"

"Well I mean. She is just, well, there."

"Please explain."

"Well, I didn't think at all when I saw her. She just appeared and I just felt the need to be near her and felt lower than her. She tried to tell me to be normal but I couldn't. She is just so, so."
"Perfect?"

"Yeah you know. She has a kind of aura. One that demands to be respected and yet, admired. What do you think Vegeta? And how did she change so quickly?"

Vegeta and Goku were flying at SS2 through the skies of Nikki town. "I hate coming over here. So many bad memories..."

"Well, to answer your question. Our Queen. My mother died many years ago. But I remember her, and I see her. In my daughter. Kakarott, she is my mother."

"WHAT?"

"No you fool. I didn't mean literally. I meant she is my mother reincarnated. She is my mother in her next life. I have been given another chance and I will not let anything happen to her this time. Yes she is my daughter and I love her. But I now have a duty to protect her. So we will be training a lot more often than once a week."

"Cool! How often?"

"Every day other than Sunday. Sunday is my day of rest. Not that I will need it..." Vegeta turned and shot a powerful blast towards Goku. He dodged it and they were soon enveloped in a tense battle.

Back at CC...

"So...are you like, pure Saiyan now?" Bra turned to see Bulla shuffling her feet and staring at them. She didn't seem to want to look at her.

"Indeed. I am Pure Saiyan, Pure, Royal Saiyan. But I have always been so. Sire said that I have now matured, like a second puberty and now I am fully grown."

"Wow..." Bulla looked over to her mother and walked off. Trunks soon appeared and looked her up and down. But he wouldn't look at her.

"When did my baby sister, the one I annoyed to hell, become calm and well, gorgeous? I mean it you look like a goddess. I will have to take you every where so that no scum bags get any ideas."

"That is what father said. Although I do believe that he referred to assigning a battalion or two along with 40 gay body guards." She smiled and Trunks chuckled slightly.

"Man Bra, you even sound Royal now."

"How do you mean?"

"Like that. Yesterday you would have said something like, what dya mean. Now you say, how do you mean. And your voice is so sweet and calm."

"Thank you Trunks." She smiled at him. He glanced up slightly but blushed and looked down.

"Mum wants you."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, she will be back with the camera, she said earlier."

"Very well. Until we meet again brother."

"Bye Bra."

"Oh and Trunks? It is no longer Bra. Sire wishes me to be called the traditional name of the women in our family. I am now Princess Cellina the 30th. But please, do call me Cellina."

With that 'Cellina' turned away and walked to the kitchen.

There she found her mother fighting with a camera lens.

"Bulma I would appreciate it if you were to not take my picture please."

"But you are so beautiful..."

"Thank you but I still wish you not to take my picture." Cellina's stomach growled angrily and she became dizzy. "I feel a slight bit faint." Cellina crossed her palm across her forehead. She did indeed feel faint. Her stomach started to squirm and she fell to her knees. She closed her eyes as the darkness of her unconsciousness consumed her. Bulma rushed to her side and called to her son. Trunks ran into the kitchen and carried Cellina to her room. He lay her down and left to get Vegeta.

Back with Vegeta

Vegeta had been sparing furiously since they past Nikki Town. Goku threw a roundhouse kick towards Vegeta's head. He ducked and replied with a side fist to his gut. However Goku simply caught it and swung his own fist into Vegeta's face. This connected and he plummeted to the ground. Goku powered up and pursued him. He was about to catch him when Vegeta landed into the hands of a short man. Goku landed in shock. The man holding Vegeta was short, like Vegeta. Muscular, like Vegeta. Had tall, black, spiky hair that defied gravity, like Vegeta. He even had the same spandex out fit as him. Except he wore an outer armour and a scouter. Goku looked into the stranger's eyes and saw that the similarities were so perfect, that this man even had the same Ki signature as Vegeta. They were identical in every way, including age.

"Who are you?"

"I am Lord Vegeta, overseer of the Saiyan race and united planetary council. And who are you?"

"I am Goku. Why do you look like Vegeta?"

"Because my boy. I am Vegeta."

"WHAT?"