I don't own DBZ, I just love all the characters in it.
I don't hate DBGT, I just don't like the way they turned Goku into a child and make him leave with Shenlon, I don't like the way they made Piccolo die and I don't like Vegeta's haircut too. But I love the scene where Vegeta drove with Bulla, especially the steering wheel incident which really inspired me to write this fics. And I like that Marron had a nose in GT.
I warn you, if there are some parts in this fics which are inconsistent with GT, it's because I pretend that GT didn't happen (except the parts I love), so please don't sue me.
Daddy's Girl
Chapter 4
Bulla ran out from the now cracked house, she watched in shock as her father, in his super saiyan form, kept beating up the poor Goten who was very unguarded. The demi Saiyan had imagined some bad reactions from Vegeta for playing with his daughter, but not such a brutal morning surprise. He was no match for Vegeta and his lack of training made his state even worse. In less than a minute since Vegeta's abrupt coming, he had been laid almost unconscious on the ground with bruises and cuts in almost all his body's parts and blood flowing out from the cuts. And it was sure that he experienced so many broken bones inside his body.
He had not even had a single chance to punch and kick back, even less to power up to Super Saiyan level so at least he could a little counterbalance the prince.
Trunks tried to kept tracking his father's ki signal. And though he had powered up to Super Saiyan level, he felt himself flying too slow. He began to regret that he didn't spend more time to train like he used to when he was a child. Why did he even bother to change his pajamas before he flied off? Stupid! He cursed himself.
Vegeta watched with unfathomable expression on his face, as his prey devoured all his beats. He stood in the air, few meters away from Goten then pointed his hand at the demi Saiyan to prepare a ki blast, "How dare you touch my daughter, you, third class clown!"
Goku opened his eyes lazily. He could feel two familiar apparent power level dancing in a distance. The one was dominating the other and pushing it to it's limits. He jumped from his bed when he realized that the energy level he felt wasn't part of his dream and the familiar non dominant one belonged to his younger son.
Gohan put his coffee cup on the table and frowned. He had not been sleeping the whole night, working on some paper works correction. He was sure the spiking energy in the distance belonged to Vegeta. Why did he seem not so pleased? And that energy came from the East City direction, the city where his younger brother lived the past few years. He concentrated more to feel Goten's ki level. And then he found out, it was very faint, almost faded, and very close to the spiking unpleased Vegeta's one. Something bad is happening.
Uub put his baby boy on his lap, he was playing with him while his wife was making pancakes for breakfast. "Hey! What happened?!" He mumbled then stood and put his baby back on the bassinet. "Honey, I have to leave!" He said to his wife before he flied off.
"That is not good, Piccolo-san. Don't you think you need to get involved?" Dende said to the former earth God as they watched what was happening on earth from the lookout.
"No need. Don't worry. He's not going to kill him."
"But.."
"The fate is working, Dende. This is fate."
Dende only could look at the older Namekian oddly, but Piccolo was the former God and he was still much more wiseful than him. Dende only had to trust him.
Krillin rolled his body and pulled on his blanket to his chin. He opened his eyes lazily as he felt the familiar spiking energy in the distance, and there was also another familiar ki which seemed to chase the former one. Ahh! Crazy Saiyans! Sparring in bloody morning! His hand reached his wife to embrace her and he closed his eyes again.
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"Goteeeeen! Daddy, nooooo!!" Bulla cried. Nobody knew what moved her to levitate in the air but then in the last seconds, she had been standing before her lover, covering his body from the ki blast her father had shot him at the same time.
Trunks arrived there almost at the same time with Goku who used his instant transmission. They watched in horror and froze at the scene. Even now Vegeta couldn't stop the speed of his own ki blast hit his beloved daughter and made her knocked unconscious to the ground.
"NOOOOOOO!!" Vegeta screamed.
Goku's and Trunks' mouths gapped opened, their eyes widened..
The ki blast was predicted not to kill a trained demi Saiyan, only to make him get injured enough, only to warn him that it wasn't a good idea to play with The Prince of All Saiyans' temper. But it was hard to predict what it would cause to a non trained person, even if she was a Saiyan Princess.
"Vegeta! What have you done!" Goku shouted.
"Bulla! Goten! No!" Trunks was shocked seeing his little sister's and his best friend's state.
Both Goku and Trunks flied closer to the trio. Vegeta was now holding his daughter in his arms. He was sure that the princess' state was caught between life and death now.
"You have to explain this, Vegeta!" Goku looked at his prince with a confused and angry face at the same time then he bended to check his son.
"KAKAROT! GET YOUR INSTANT TRANSMISSION TO HOSPITAL NOW, YOU IDIOT!" Vegeta yelled, his body was shaking of shock of the result of his own action.
"What?!" Goku was very confused.
"NOW!!"
"I'll help you to carry Goten, Mr. Goku." Trunks said.
Gohan and Uub arrived there at the same time, only to find out nothing, because Vegeta, Trunks, Goku, Goten and Bulla had already left with Goku's instant transmission.
"Hey, what happened? I swear I just felt them here." Gohan asked his son in law.
"I don't know. And I think I just feel Goku here too, I think it has to do with the instant transmission."
"Okay, lets find out!"
They both flied again, trying to track where the former kis had moved.
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"I'm sorry, Bulma...I'm really sorry..."
Bulma was about to spill out all her rage outburst to her husband. She had been waiting both Vegeta and Trunks at home very anxiously that morning. She usually never let herself be left behind like that, but she knew it was useless to try following where both men of her life had flied. They were too fast beyond her copter's speed. And she didn't know where their direction was.
Trunks came back then about half an hour latter, alone, without his father and even less his little sister. He explained her what had happened; that both Bulla and Goten were in the ICU of East City Medical Center now. Goku had managed to ask some senzu beans from Mr. Korin, but he was running out stocks.
She arrived at the hospital few hours latter and demanded the receptionist at the lobby to answer her questions impatiently. Capsule Corps had frequently donated the hospitals chains for few decades. So it was her right to get all attentions there.
A baldy old man in white met her at the lobby, "Mrs. Briefs..."
"Tell me how's my daughter, doctor..."
"Strauss, Mrs. Briefs...We are doing our best to save your daughter now. She only has to pass her critical stage before we can move her from the ICU. But all what we can do now is praying...I think it is better for you now to wait, Mrs. Briefs. We promise we'll tell you as soon as possible if there's any progress..."
"And what about the young man with her? Goten Son?"
"Oh, his condition is better than your daughter, Mrs. Briefs. He is not in critical stage and we have treated all his dislocated bones and wounds. He's ready to move from the emergency room now."
"Please make sure that he will get all the VIP treatments, doctor."
"Sure, Mrs. Briefs..."
When she entered the hospital's waiting room then, she saw her husband standing against the wall in the corner. It wasn't very like him to be in such a place, rubbing shoulders with many strangers. The place was too crowded. Where are his coolness and arrogance? His stare met his wife's figure walking closer to him, and without anybody forced him, to her surprise, he said, "I'm sorry Bulma, I'm really sorry..."
All her rage melted and all words she had prepared on her way there vanished. But before she could re-adjust her brain to react, suddenly a familiar high pitched woman's voice cut the crowd.
"LET ME...!"
"Chichi, please don't!" Goku tried to stop his wife walking closer to Vegeta, but the savior of the universe never had a chance to win any arguments with his high tempered wife.
Then, PLAAAKKK!! Chichi's hand landed on Vegeta's cheek, slapping him.
Being the former martial artist she was, the sound she made was enough to make the whole room quiet, though her slap was far than strong to hurt Vegeta who was of course million times stronger than her.
Goku's mouth gapped opened, well the problems still don't stop.
Bulma put her hand on her mouth.
Gohan and Videl, Uub and Pan with her baby in her arm, who just entered the waiting room, stopped dead in their tracks. All eyes, included the strangers there, turned their stares on Vegeta, humiliating the Saiyan Prince even more.
To be continued...
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