Queen Luana: Damn, I've been out for a while, almost gave me the feeling I was dead! I think I haven't updated for about a month! (shudders) Anywho, I'm just gonna write the next chapter. By the way, for all the ones who are reading The Complete Works of William Shakespear: abridged. That one's down for a while, but don't worry, I'll continue sooner or later, not just yet. Enjoy da next chappie! Lol.

What happened?

Goku seemed to be rather confused and I couldn't blame him. He probably didn't know our language since he had been send to earth when he was just a kid. Yet comprehension twinkled in his eyes. "W-What?" he asked blinking, the dragonball still tightly clutched under his arm.

I only continued in the same weird language as before: "Ik weet best dat je me begrijpt, Kakarot, hij leeft! Mijn vader leeft! Vegeta, de koning van de Saiyans leeft!"

He blinked, opened his mouth to say something, closed it again and then said. "What do you mean he's alive?"

I could do nothing but beam and smile, I knew he understood me perfectly. Goku then shook his head. "Hang on a sec, what were you saying?"

"You mean you don't recognise your mother tongue, Kakarot?"

"My…" He hesitated, though for a while then surveyed me again. "How come I understood you? I've never spoken it before, never even heard it. How come I knew what you were talking about?"

"Because," I said simply. "It's in your blood. In your Saiyan being. You might've forgotten everything about it but that doesn't make you less Saiyan than me."

"Oh…" It seemed as if only at that moment he came to his senses. "Hang on! I thought you're father was dead?"

"I know, I did too! It's weird, but, I know it's true. I can feel him." The Nameks were looking at us, yet keeping their distance. Apparently my excited reaction had startled them. "Jiro told me," I explained. "He has been on Zazba for a couple of weeks. Right after Haat's men attacked the planet he and my mother. Apparently, some Zazbanians made it through as well, few, but still."

"So… he survived?"

"I do not know," I replied. "Nor does Jiro. He's only a scout, you know. He's not supposed to know much of what's going on with the royal Saiyans."

"But what's he doing here on Namek?"

"Apparently he came looking for help." I hesitated for a moment then glared at him. "Those men I wanted to kill, the ones who got away because of you, they're terrorising the remaining Zazbanians." Goku realised my look didn't mean a short feeling of hate. Not only because I was Vegeta's sister, he had seen his wife going through pregnancy and it ain't pretty!

He only sighed when I shouted: "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" A few young Nameks ran off in fear. I pulled him down at his shirt, since he was about a foot bigger than me. "If you had just let me take them down none of this would've happened!" Goku tried his very best not to respond with 'Yes, dear'. Anger turned into sadness and tears rolled down my face as I turned again and stomped into the little Namekian house before shouting again: "ALL YOUR FAULT!"

The Nameks gave Goku a curious look and he swallowed. "It'll pass."

I sat down next to Jiro for hours, talking to him at first then watching him rest. He was clearly drained from all his energy. The only thing I knew after our conversation was that their situation on Zazba was critical and that they needed help as fast as possible. It was a dilemma. I had to find the dragonballs first and then I needed to travel to Zazba to help, knowing the journey would take not less than a month and I had promised Bulma I'd be back in time. I was pretty sure as well she wouldn't be too pleased if I broke my promise, plus it was against my nature to.

While I was thinking things over, Goku had promised he'd go look for the remaining three balls. A few days later, when Goku had reported he had found the sixth dragonball I decided I had to go to Zazba. Helping my people was a priority, something I had to place above the baby's sake and mine. Goku wasn't too pleased with me going there on my own.

"Please, Luana, at least wait till I found the last dragonball, we can go together!"

"No," I said briefly. "There isn't much time, I'm already fearing I'll be too late. You have to stay here and wish everyone back. As soon as you do, you can come and help me. But right now I really have to help my people." We were standing near my capsule and I was ready to leave any moment. Jiro would remain on Namek, since the circumstances on Zazba were very dangerous. Too dangerous for someone in his condition.

Goku gave me a pittyful look. "I'll be fine, Goku," I reassured him. It was one of days when I was able to control my hormones. "I'll see you soon," I said to him, then slid down into the crater. Goku sighed deeply as I opened my capsule and crawled in. Moments later I had enterred Zazba's co-ordinates and shot off into space.

Goku watched the little sparkling dot disappearing in the green sky. "If anything happens to her or the baby Bulma will kill me for sure…"

I watched the stars shoot pass then closed my eyes. It would take over a month to reach Namek and I had to make sure my powers were recharged when I got there. Good time to sleep, I guess. I dozed off within a minute and would only wake up in another month, on Zazba, back with my people.

Queen Luana: Wow, that really has been a while. Sorry to keep you all waiting. Anyways, please review! I'm trying to continue on my other stories as well, you wait and see! Bye bye!