A Saiyan Sister: Vegeta's Past Revealed

Me: Hi! I'm updating a lot this weekend! Anywho, hope you liked the last chappie!

Vegeta: I don't really have a sister, you know.

Me: That's the whole point of fan fiction, genius! You make up stuff. And everyone else does it too, so you don't feel nerdy or stupid.

Vegeta: But you are. It shouldn't make a difference.

Me: Why I outta- Oh, sorry. On with the chapter! (begins chasing Vegeta again) Oh, and Veggie-chan is SERIOUSLY ooc in this chapter! Then again, he is around his little sister! Get back here!

Trunks: When will it ever end? She doesn't own us. She owns Akiyu though! Hey Bulla, ever wonder what it would be like if we really had an Aunt?

Bulla: I don't want to know. With Dad's temper… On with the story! Bad thoughts…

Chapter 3: Reminiscence and Wrongly Taken Faults

Bulma walked me over to the couch and told me to sit. I did as I was bid, although I did hesitate slightly. All of the others sat as well.

I watched as Yamcha talked to Bulma for a little while, and began to ease up. I couldn't figure out why I was so nervous. Perhaps it was because of just meeting my older brother. We had been separated for a while…

"Hey, um, your name is Akiyu right?" I looked over to see Trunks by my side. I nodded and he continued with questions. "And, you're my Aunt?" Another nod. "Cool. Hey, if dad doesn't talk much, give him some time. He's slow on the whole getting used to people thing."

I nodded again, but this time I followed up with a comment. "He looks… so different. His hair is still the same, of course, but he isn't as cold. Or as playful as he used to be."

Vegeta looked over at me. He was still deep in thought, and kept looking me over. Bulla noticed this, however, and attempted to attract attention. She could tell that I hated being stared at, and tried to draw attention to something else- ANYTHING else.

"Hey dad! This guy at school today totally scared Christi out of her mind! Then Andy came up and almost started a fight!" The only answer she got from this was a grunt. "Well, this other guy, Josh, you know, the cute one? Yeah, well, He almost ASKED ME OUT!" The teenager squealed the last part in excitement. This definitely attracted her father's attention.

"He WHAT? You are not allowed to date at this age, young lady. I don't care that you are an eighth grader and he is a ninth grader!" (A/N: I actually have a crush on this guy named Josh who is one year older than me. When I'm an 8th grader, he'll be in ninth! ((squeal)) The next part is actually about my dad. I thought of him as I wrote this.) Vegeta's thoughts turned to the huge stick he had in the back of the car. 'I'll be chasing the boys away with that sooner than I expected…'

I watched this scene play out before my eyes. Laughter overtook me before I knew it was coming and the whole room stared. Soon enough the others joined in, and my older brother was left dumbstruck. He was unaware of anything funny happening.


Hours later, Vegeta and I stood on one of the many balconies that jutted out of Capsule Corp. We both looked out at the dark night sky. He sighed, his breath showing a smoky white cloud in the cool air.

"Vegeta?" He turned to meet my gaze. "Is… is father really gone?" He nodded. All these years, I had thought of him as still being alive. Somewhere distant, perhaps, but alive. To learn of his death was like learning that you had just eaten a rotting boot that was covered in seaweed.

"Akiyu, he has been dead for years. You just now found out?" I started to cry, my brother's gruff voice scaring me slightly. He sounded angry, even though I knew he was not. "Don't cry. There was nothing we could do to help it. We were too young to stop anything. I'm not even sure if Broly could have stopped that monster called Frieza at that point."

"I know. But it would've been nice to have known what was going on. It was my fault that we were separated."

"No! Don't think that! It was that stupid alien's fault!"

"It was my fault! Remember? I yelled at you for ignoring me, and that was when he saw us!"

"Well, yes. But then he let you escape, even if it wasn't intentional, and I survived, didn't I? We found each other again as well. All the oafs in our race are dead now, sothey can't humiliate our people. Well, except for Kakarot, anyway."

I smiled. That was the big brother I remembered! He was always there when I fell down the stairs. Vegeta always seemed to know just when to crack a stupid joke, and when to blame someone for something they didn't do. Even now he knew that I needed to be cheered up, and he still remembered how to do so.

"What do you say we go raid the refrigerator for ice cream?" Vegeta smiled. I was confused as to what ice cream was, but I nodded anyway and followed him into the kitchen. After a little while, Bulma discovered our feat and totally chewed us out for it. I guess we weren't supposed to have done that…


Me: And that's chapter 4! Posted on Sunday night, straight out of my computer room!

Goten: Go figure.

Me: That's my phrase! Give it back!

Goten: Well aren't you possessive!

Me: Gimme gimme gimme!

Trunks: Wow. I thought Bulla was bad!

Bulla: WHAT!

All start a huge fight over absolutely nothing.

Vegeta: Well, here's a preview of what we think the next chapter is going to be like…


Chapter 4: Learning To Fight

I watched Goten and Trunks spar. I had nothing better to do, and I enjoyed watching them fight. I had lost the Saiyan ways of battle over the years, and longed to learn them once again. My brother noticed this, and walked up to me.

"Akiyu? You want to learn to fight?" I looked up, my eyes full of excitement. "Yes!"

"Well, come on, then." Vegeta held out his hand to help me up. I stood, and we walked over to another part of the gigantic yard. "Let's start with fighting stances."


Vegeta: And that's it. This ends the chapter, since I have to go pry my daughter's nail off of my son's arm.