Hold the Phone!
Goku has a Sister!?
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Kenya looked over her shoulder as her dressing room door opened. Her eyes widened, a smile splitting her face.
"Chi-Chi! Bulma!"
She carefully got down, swatting the hand stretched out before running over to her friends. She hugged them, quickly moving back when they squeaked, grabbing their hands. She felt happiness swirl in her chest at the familiar sight of them. She looked from one to the other.
"How did you get here!?"
"Vegeta brought us," Chi-Chi said, snorting a laugh when Bulma grunted. Clearly she still hadn't got over what happened with her friend and the prince. Kenya pulled them further into the room, waiting for everyone else to leave before sitting down at the vanity against the wall. She smiled at them in the mirror, her hands fidgeting slightly with the broach attached to her dress. She watched as Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed.
"What's the matter?" her sister-in-law asked.
Suddenly embarrassed, she shrugged, letting her gaze slid away. Her hands clenched in her lap for a second, before she looked up, catching both women watching her. Bulma stepped towards her, her brows furrowed.
"Do you not want to get married?"
Kenya's eyes widened a little, before they narrowed. "NO! That's not it!" She looked away again.
"Is it Vegeta? Do you not want to marry him!?"
Chi-Chi swatted the woman, glaring at her for a moment before crossing her arms. Kenya watched the interaction in her mirror, smirking. Both women turned back towards her. She met their eyes for a moment, a serious look passing her features.
"You guys," her throat suddenly started working. "Me! A Queen!" Her voice went higher, a panicky look settling on her face as her eyes widened. She could feel her throat closing. Chi-Chi and Bulma wrapped and arm around her, a concerned look on their faces. They were silent for a moment.
"Kenya," Bulma said softly, "if you don't want to do it, you need to tell Vegeta, now."
She yelped when Chi-Chi pinched her. Kenya smiled a little before settling terrified eyes on the brunette standing behind her. "What if I mess up?" she whispered, her gaze riveted to the two women.
"You won't," Chi-Chi stated, laying a hand on her shoulder. Bulma crossed her arms, walking over to the full length mirror, checking herself out. "Girl, all you have to do is smile prettily, show everyone who's boss, and make sure you don't talk back to Vegeta in front of others!"
Kenya's eyes widened at the last remark. "Oh God! We're doomed!"
Both women laughed, before hugging her and stating that they had to leave.
"I'll see you later, Kenya," Chi-Chi said, smiling a little at the still panicky look in the woman's eyes. Bulma smiled softly too, before looking her up and down, a twinkle in her eye.
"You look hot by the way!"
Both women laughed as she scowled, a flush appearing on her cheeks.
"Shut up!" They watched her cross her arms.
"Didn't you say you had to leave!"
The women laughed again, waving as they shut the door. Kenya let her arms fall, her gaze going to the plush carpet.
"Oh God! I can't do this!"
She went back to the vanity and sat down. She let out a slow breath, pressing a hand to her chest. Her fingers touched the broach attached to the dip in her dress. She looked down. She rubbed a thumb over it, remembering when the King had given it to her, stating that it had been his late wife's. She smiled softly, lifting her head and studying herself in the mirror. Her hair had finally grown back out, the mass currently tamed into some intricate pattern of braids at the back of her head. Her eyes went to the earrings in her ears. She reached up and touched them. I can't believe these are freaking real! The diamonds winked back at her, the clear, shining rocks dangling in a row. She watched them sway as she slowly shook her head. She let out a low breath as her eyes landed on the front of her dress. There was a swirl of patterns in silver and soft white covering the top half of the dress, the bottom half flaring out slightly before trailing the floor behind her. She reached up and ran a hand over the pattern, knowing that it was actually the insignia of royalty. Her body went cold, and she gulped as she thought about her fellow saiyans, most her friends, that she was supposed to rule over. 'How the hell am I going to do that!?' her mind shrieked. Her heart started pounding. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself as she glanced in the mirror again. Her face had gone white. She rubbed her hands over her cheeks, trying to bring some color into them. She squeezed her eyes closed, her hands bunching in the soft fabric of her dress. Her head jerked around as someone knocked on her door. She slowly stood, taking her time walking over to it. She slowly opened it, looking out. Her brother stood on the other side, a huge grin on his face. It disappeared a few seconds later as he got a good look at her face. His eyes widened with worry.
"What's wrong?" Goku asked softly, looking at his sister's white face. She had something that looked like terror in her eyes. She's not changing her mind about marrying Vegeta is she!? Oh shit! What's going on!?
He quickly entered, firmly shutting the door behind him. He looked down at his sister, noticing her eyes had widened slightly. Goku laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey..."
"I can't do it!" Kenya said abruptly, her hands clenching her dress. Goku's eyes bugged out.
"What!" he practically shouted, staring at his sister in disbelief. "You..." Goku swallowed. "You don't want to marry Vegeta!?"
"It's because of Vegeta that I can't marry him!" Kenya whirled around, walking quickly back over to her seat. She plopped down, fiddling with the broach. Goku hesitated, watching his sister in confusion before slowly walking over to her and squatting down.
"Hey," he said softly, waiting for his sister to look at him before continuing. "What are you talking about Kenya?"
She grabbed his hand, her gaze returning to the floor. He watched her take a deep breath, slowly letting it out as she closed her eyes.
"I don't want to embarrass him," she confessed, her voice a whisper. Goku's face softened, wrapping an arm around his sister's shoulders and pulling her into a hug. He leaned back after a few minutes, studying his sisters' face. She opened her eyes, looking over at him. He could see the worry clouding them. "What if I do something wrong?" she whispered, her eyes seeming to roam his face for answers. "What if I fuck up!"
A laugh escaped Goku at his beautiful sister using foul language, especially dressed in royal wedding attire.
"Goku!"
He put a hand over his mouth as another chuckle escaped him. "Sorry," he said, laughing again. He watched a scowl appear on Kenya's face. Better!
"Sis," Goku moved, lowering a knee to the floor as he tried to get more comfortable. They studied each other again before he continued. "Vegeta loves you, and you love him, right?" He waited for her to nod. "Well, because you love him is the reason I know you won't mess up, and he knows a lot more than you, so..." he trailed off as she narrowed her eyes at him.
"Vegeta knows a lot more in royal protocol," Goku softly corrected himself, watching his sister's face clear. She nodded, looking away.
"And he will be there with you every step of the way."
Kenya looked back at him, her eyes watery. She sniffled.
"How did you get to be so smart!?"
She watched as her brother grinned. "I took my smart pill this morning," he stated, a dead pan expression on his face.
Kenya snorted, a grin spreading. She shook her head, a little sigh escaping her. Goku stood up. A hand appeared in front of her face. She sat there for a moment, before slapping her hand into his.
"Let's do this!"
A grin spread on Goku's face. "There's the sister I know!"
Kenya heard herself squeak as the doors opened, her eyes going round. She couldn't breathe.
"Take a breath child," the King whispered in her ear as the music started. "Don't want you passing out in front of everybody."
Kenya slowly nodded, watching as Yamcha and Bulma stepped through the doors, taking their turn down the aisle. Only one couple was left before she made her appearance. A couple seconds passed and Goku and Chi-Chi disappeared through the doors as well. Kenya felt the King squeeze her arm a little, awkwardly patting her hand as they waited for the musical cue. She raised scared eyes to the King, watching as his face softened. "You'll do fine," he whispered, knowing exactly what she was afraid of. Kenya slowly shook her head, a moment later whipping it forward as different music started beyond the doors. "I think I'm going to be sick!" The King snickered beside her. She shot a glare at him, looking forward again as they neared the opening doors. A thousand eyes stared back at them.
"Oh shit!"
The King snorted with laughter, the sound booming off the walls as they walked down the aisle.
Vegeta watched his father laugh, looking to Kenya. A brow rose. Is she nervous? He tilted his head a little, studying her. She looked scared to death. He watched her take a breath, studying her in amusement as her face puffed out slightly as she let it out. Her eyes met his. He smirked, watching as she smiled weakly at him. Vegeta grunted, waiting for her to reach him, leaning down and whispering in her ear.
"What's wrong, brat?"
He watched as she shivered a little, a hand clutching the flowers to her chest in a death grip. He straightened, raising a brow. He ignored the priest clearing his throat, his eyes on his bride. She shook her head a little, a small smile on her face. He raised a brow at her again.
"What's wrong?" he whispered, leaning slightly towards her. He watched the fear in her eyes fade a little.
"Nothing," she whispered, her voice barely audible. The prince scowled at her, ignoring the chuckling from behind him. "I just-"
"Sire?" the priest said, cutting her off.
Vegeta glared at him. The man took a step back, swallowing. The prince shot him another glare in warning.
Kenya swatted him on the arm, scowling at him. Their audience laughed again. "Be nice!" she said softly.
"Why?"
Kenya sent him a glare of her own, planting her hands on her hips. The flowers in her hand drooped a little, a few petals falling to the floor.
"The man's marrying us!" she stated loudly. "Stop being a drama queen!"
There were snickers behind them as Vegeta narrowed his eyes at her, grabbing her hand and kneeling in front of the priest. He tugged on her arm when she remained standing. She slowly got beside him, shooting him a look. Goku laughed from Vegeta's side. Everyone got quiet as the priest started speaking.
Vegeta leaned a little towards the woman beside him.
"What's going on? Why was my father laughing?" he whispered, his eyes on the priest.
"Nothing!" she quickly whispered. "Now shush!"
Vegeta was quiet for a moment.
"How come you looked scared?"
Kenya shot him a look. "Be quiet!"
He looked over, frowning and narrowing his eyes.
"NO, I will not-"
He cut off as he realized the priest had quite talking. He looked at him.
"What!?"
The priest raised a brow, looking at him expectantly. Vegeta scowled, looking around. Everyone was staring at him. Kenya glared. "The ring, Vegeta!" Goku whispered loudly to him. There were chuckles behind him. Glaring over his shoulder, he grabbed the ring off the pillow in front of him. He looked at Kenya as the priest started praying over them again.
"Were you fixing to back out?" he whispered.
"God! What is it with you and talking through weddings!" Bulma asked loudly, cutting off the priest. Snickers erupted from the audience. They watched the blue haired woman put a hand on her hip. "You talked through mine, now you're talking through your own!" She rolled her eyes.
The King watched in amusement. I knew this wasn't going to be an ordinary royal wedding! He watched, chuckling, as Kenya grabbed Vegeta's arm and jerked him back down.
"Sit your ass down!"
Her voice rang out in the church. Laughter erupted among the audience, watching as Vegeta narrowed his eyes, leaning over to whisper something. They heard Kenya snort.
"Not if I do it first!" she said loudly.
The priest stared at them, flushing a little when the bride cursed. He cleared his throat, looking down at the couple. They finally quieted down. The priest sighed.
"Your ring?" he said, looking at the beautiful woman beside the prince. She smiled up at him. He felt his face flush again. Vegeta smirked. She reached forward and grabbed the ring. Everyone watched her study it, a slow smile appearing on her face. She looked over at the prince, watching him raise a brow at her. Everyone watched as she handed it to him.
"Read it," the audience heard her say. The King leaned forward with everyone else as Vegeta looked down at the ring.
Everyone jumped when the prince barked with laughter.
A/N: He** No! I'm not stopping here! There has to be a honeymoon, right!?
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A/N: I know the wedding chapter isn't very long...or very detailed, but I really couldn't think of how I wanted it to look! I've never been to a royal wedding! I'll just let you use your imaginations!