Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Confronting the father ❯ "Show her to me" ( Chapter 5 )
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By: meelrorre 
It's family time!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.27.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 637 | Status: Work In Progress
It's family time!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 11.27.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 637 | Status: Work In Progress
The Supreme Kai walked in the small wooden house. He walked over to the two men sitting by the table, and bended over so he could whisper something to Vegeta.
"Bulma asked me to give you this, she said you might need it". Vegeta took the photographs out of the Kai's hand and nodded.
The Supreme Kai bowed his head to the Saiyans. "Good day to you all, forgive me for the intrustion" and he dissapeared again.
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"Vegeta... where did your son get purple hair?" King Vegeta asked his son.
Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle. "Who is his mother? You have a mate? I demand to know who she is."
Vegeta's face fell. His fathers reaction was exactly as he expected. Shit. Vegeta thought. What wil he say when I tell him she's an Earthling.
He looked at the pictures he held in his hand. He chose not to speak until his father would settle down.
"I was under the impression there were no female Saiyans left" King Vegeta was frowning at his son. Surely he wouldn't have mated anyone other than a Saiyan?
"There aren't. Only four survived the destruction of our planet. Me, Nappa, Raditz and Kakarrot. I survived because I was on Frieza's ship and Nappa because you sent him to protect me. No female's, father"
"I see. And how sure are you that there are no females alive? I didn't order Raditz or Kakarrot to be hidden safely. How did they survive the explosion?" Vegeta swallowed hard. His father intriguing stare was making him nervous.
"Kakarrot was on the planet Earth when the planet was destroyed, and Raditz was regaining his strength in an alien medical ward. Nappa and I have searched the entire Universe, there are no Saiyans left now but me and Kakarrot"
"And your half-breed brat" King Vegeta finished the sentence.
Vegeta frowned at his father. "I will not have you speak of my son in that manner, old man. He is a far more respectable warrior than you've ever been"
"Is that so, boy? He's not even a full blooded Saiyan, he does not know anything about our race or culture, and you claim he's fit to be the prince of all Saiyans?" King Vegeta replied mockingly. "Oh, yes, father. My son had surpassed you when he was a child. He achieved the level of Super-Saiyan when he was eight years old. You could only dream of achieving that level. How pathetic it must be for you, to be surpassed by your son's half-breed brat." Vegeta was smirking at his father's apparent uncomfortableness. King Vegeta was seething with rage. His fists were balded and the look on his face was nothing short of pure hatred. "Why, you insolent brat! You betrayed your race by mating some disgusting, low-life alien, and now you dare to mock me?!"
"Betray? You fool. I saved our race. Had it not been for me, the Saiyan race would have been extinguished. I was the last true Saiyan, Kakarrot is a fool who didn't even know that he was a Saiyan until Raditz told him.
I am the reason the Saiyan race is still the mightiest in the Universe, I ensured that we would not die out, and if it had to be done by mating a non-saiyan woman, so be it. I feel no shame. My so called 'disgusting, alien low-life mate' has produced an heir stronger than you could ever dream of, father. You have no right to lecture me" King Vegeta was silent for a very long time. He simply was at lost for words. The prince of all Saiyans, and an alien? What the hell is he thinking? "Show her to me" the King suddenly said. Vegeta looked up surprised. "What?"
"Show me your mate. Let me see what kind of woman controls the prince of all Saiyans" the King said. Vegeta couldn't help but notice he had an amused look on his face. "She does not control me, father." He replied insulted. "No woman controls me. I am the prince of all Saiyans" "Oh, really? Then how would you explain the fact that you rushed to her defence the moment I spoke ill of her?"
Vegeta bit his lip. Suddenly he became very interested in his knees.. The king smirked. "You fool. Betrayed your own pathetic feelings. Show me. I'm curious as to what you would consider a suitable queen"
Vegeta regained his posture. "That I consider Bulma a suitable queen does not necessarily mean that I am being controlled by her. I have not given you any reason to suspect that I have feelings for her. You are making foolish assumptions, father." The king continued to smirk, and he still had that amused expression on his face. "You think I'm a fool, don't you boy?" The King asked his son.
Vegeta stared blankly at his father. "Do you really want me to answer that question?" He responded. The king chuckled. "Vegeta, I have had too much experience on hiding my emotions to not recognise a master at this." Vegeta looked at the king with a strange, faraway look on his face. "Why thank you father" he said sarcastic."But you are mistaken, there are no emotions for me too hide"
The king's expression suddenly hardened."Enough talking now, boy. Show me the pictures"
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Bulma was busy working in the lab, when she heard a familiar voice next to her. "Good day to you, Bulma" the Supreme Kai said softly.
Bulma jumped up. "Oh, hi Supreme Kai! How's Vegeta doing?" She asked him curiously. "Well, things were a little tense between him and his father when I came in to check on them, but on the whole... I'd say they're doing good. I would have expected them to jump at each other's throats, but they're doing better than I ever could have hoped" The Kai answered. "I gave Vegeta the pictures." He added quickly.
Bulma sighed relieved. "Boy, I'm glad it turned out right. I mean, who is Vegeta's father to judge him? It's bit too late for him to start complaining now, right?" The Supreme Kai smiled, unsure of what to say. "You may be right, but there's more going on between them than you and I could know. Let them speak to each other, they will find their way... I am sure of it" The Kai answered after a brief moment of silence. Bulma gave the Kai a smile. "Thanks, Supreme Kai!" The Kai smiled back at her. "Well, I must be going now... take care of yourself, Bulma!"
"Yeah, you too! Thanks for everything!" She said as the Supreme Kai dissapeared.
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King Vegeta was frowning at the picture he held in his hand. The picture showed a very attractive, slim, blue-eyed woman. She was smiling at the camera, and looked as if she owned the world.
King Vegeta looked at his son's mate for a very long time. Minutes passed as he simply sat there with the picture in his hand. She was a very beautiful woman, but he couldn't quite see to which race she belonged, she did not have warrior feautures. Could it be that she wasn't a fighter? No... surely he wouldn't
"What's the problem, old man?" his son interrupted his chain of thought.
"What is she?" the King asked polite. "An Earthling, from the planet Earth" Vegeta replied. "Earth?" "It's a small planet in the northern quadrant of the Universe, somewhere near the victinity of Betelgeuse" Vegeta replied lazily.
King Vegeta bowed his head to look at the woman in the photograph again. "Are blue and purple common colors on that planet?" He asked unsure of his son's reaction. To his surprise, Vegeta started laughing.
"Father, surely you have something better to do than question me about my family's hair color?" Vegeta told his father mockingly.
King Vegeta sighed. "Fine, then I shall question you about something else: why does she look so weak?"
"And what do you mean by that?" Vegeta responded threateningly.
"Let me rephrase: she is not a warrior. Why did you decide to save the Saiyan race with someone that doesn't fight?"
Vegeta bit his lip. Blast him! He thought. Why does he have to be so damn observant
"I have seen that Saiyan blood combined with human makes strong warriors, Kakarrot's son was part Saiyan and part human, and his human cells did not weaken him. I decided that it would be a worthy choice"
"Kakarrot had a son? Then surely it wasn't necessary for you to produce another half-blood?" King Vegeta asked with raised eyebrows. He's lying. He kept thinking. His stay on Earth has weakened him, what is going on between him and that blasted Earthling woman?
Vegeta seemed furious. "Fine!" He yelled out angry. "What do you want from me, father?"
"Explain why you mated a WEAK woman" The King yelled back
"Because I felt like it! If you wouldn't have caused the planet to blow up, we wouldn't be having this conversation!"
"That's all I wanted to hear" the King responded calmly. Vegeta's mouth dropped open. "What... what are you saying?"
The King folded his arms and frowned at his son. "There's no need to lie to me, boy. You have pointed out, more than once, that I have no right to judge you. If you wanted to mate an Earthling and save our race, then so be it... but you will not lie to me. You fool. Pathetic."
Vegeta was still staring at his father. The King deepened his frown. "I do not approve of you mating a weak woman, but if you find her worthy, I will trust your judgement."
"She is worthy" Vegeta said quietly.
King Vegeta was amused by his son's strange behaviour, and couldn't help but smirk again.
"What the hell is wrong with you! Why are you laughing?"
"Keep your temper. You seem to be very, ah... how shall I put it... touchy around this subject"
Vegeta snorted. "Hmpf, and you aren't?" He said sarcastically.
King Vegeta's expression hardened. "What went on between me and your mother is none of your business, you insolent brat" he spat out.
Vegeta smirked in the kind of way that meant that he was about to insult someone. "No, of course. I wouldn't want to speak of my mate if I was to blame for her death"
"Silence!" The King yelled. "I will not have you speak in that manner to me. You know very well that your mother's death is not a subject I wish to speak off"
"Don't be a weakling all your life, father" Vegeta replied in a very controlled voice. "What was it between you and mother? Was it arranged? Did you care for her? Or did you dispose of her the moment she gave birth?"
"She was nothing to me" the king answered.
"Liar" Vegeta spat out.
After a moment of silence, the king finally spoke."She was a very strong woman. The strongest female on the planet. It is only naturally for the king to mate the strongest female elite-warrior." The king swallowed hard. "I may have... grown fond of her. But not to an extent of it becoming foolish"
"Frieza killed her" Vegeta said.
"Is that a question or a statement?"
"It's a statement. How could you have let that happen to your own mate?"
"Enough" The king said. "Tell me... tell me about your daughter, you told me she sends her regards. Do you have a picture of her as well?" He asked.
Vegeta frowned at his father's determination to change the subject, but he chose not to speak. I will question him about that later.
"I do. My daughter is five years old, so there is not much to tell you about her. Do you have any more questions concerning my son?"
"Can you show him to me also?" He aksed
Vegeta handed over the pictures of his children. The king looked at his grandson. "What is his name?" He asked while studying the picture.
"Trunks" Vegeta replied.
"Trunks? What kind of name is that?"
"One with two meanings, if your recall father, it means "protector" in our native language"
"And what is the other meaning?" The king asked curiously.
Vegeta thought how to bring it as best as possible. "It is a form of undergarmet worn by humans"
King Vegeta gave his son a blank look "Genius" he muttered silently.
He examined the picture more securely. Trunks was smirking in the camera, and despite the lavender hair and blue eyed, he looked like a Saiyan.
He put the photograph on the table, and looked at the one with his granddaughter in it.
"Name?" He asked, silently praying for a normal one.
"Bura" he answered.
"Bura" the King repeated. "She looks like her mother" he added.
Vegeta smirked. "Is there anyone else she reminds you of?"
King Vegeta stared accusingly at his son. "You know very well who she reminds me of" The king replied.
"Does she display any fighting skills?"
"She can fly and use her energy, but apart from that, no" Vegeta answered, growing tired of the intorregation.
"Anything else you want to know?" Vegeta asked impatiently.
"No. That will be all; concerning your family"
"Bulma asked me to give you this, she said you might need it". Vegeta took the photographs out of the Kai's hand and nodded.
The Supreme Kai bowed his head to the Saiyans. "Good day to you all, forgive me for the intrustion" and he dissapeared again.
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"Vegeta... where did your son get purple hair?" King Vegeta asked his son.
Vegeta couldn't help but chuckle. "Who is his mother? You have a mate? I demand to know who she is."
Vegeta's face fell. His fathers reaction was exactly as he expected. Shit. Vegeta thought. What wil he say when I tell him she's an Earthling.
He looked at the pictures he held in his hand. He chose not to speak until his father would settle down.
"I was under the impression there were no female Saiyans left" King Vegeta was frowning at his son. Surely he wouldn't have mated anyone other than a Saiyan?
"There aren't. Only four survived the destruction of our planet. Me, Nappa, Raditz and Kakarrot. I survived because I was on Frieza's ship and Nappa because you sent him to protect me. No female's, father"
"I see. And how sure are you that there are no females alive? I didn't order Raditz or Kakarrot to be hidden safely. How did they survive the explosion?" Vegeta swallowed hard. His father intriguing stare was making him nervous.
"Kakarrot was on the planet Earth when the planet was destroyed, and Raditz was regaining his strength in an alien medical ward. Nappa and I have searched the entire Universe, there are no Saiyans left now but me and Kakarrot"
"And your half-breed brat" King Vegeta finished the sentence.
Vegeta frowned at his father. "I will not have you speak of my son in that manner, old man. He is a far more respectable warrior than you've ever been"
"Is that so, boy? He's not even a full blooded Saiyan, he does not know anything about our race or culture, and you claim he's fit to be the prince of all Saiyans?" King Vegeta replied mockingly. "Oh, yes, father. My son had surpassed you when he was a child. He achieved the level of Super-Saiyan when he was eight years old. You could only dream of achieving that level. How pathetic it must be for you, to be surpassed by your son's half-breed brat." Vegeta was smirking at his father's apparent uncomfortableness. King Vegeta was seething with rage. His fists were balded and the look on his face was nothing short of pure hatred. "Why, you insolent brat! You betrayed your race by mating some disgusting, low-life alien, and now you dare to mock me?!"
"Betray? You fool. I saved our race. Had it not been for me, the Saiyan race would have been extinguished. I was the last true Saiyan, Kakarrot is a fool who didn't even know that he was a Saiyan until Raditz told him.
I am the reason the Saiyan race is still the mightiest in the Universe, I ensured that we would not die out, and if it had to be done by mating a non-saiyan woman, so be it. I feel no shame. My so called 'disgusting, alien low-life mate' has produced an heir stronger than you could ever dream of, father. You have no right to lecture me" King Vegeta was silent for a very long time. He simply was at lost for words. The prince of all Saiyans, and an alien? What the hell is he thinking? "Show her to me" the King suddenly said. Vegeta looked up surprised. "What?"
"Show me your mate. Let me see what kind of woman controls the prince of all Saiyans" the King said. Vegeta couldn't help but notice he had an amused look on his face. "She does not control me, father." He replied insulted. "No woman controls me. I am the prince of all Saiyans" "Oh, really? Then how would you explain the fact that you rushed to her defence the moment I spoke ill of her?"
Vegeta bit his lip. Suddenly he became very interested in his knees.. The king smirked. "You fool. Betrayed your own pathetic feelings. Show me. I'm curious as to what you would consider a suitable queen"
Vegeta regained his posture. "That I consider Bulma a suitable queen does not necessarily mean that I am being controlled by her. I have not given you any reason to suspect that I have feelings for her. You are making foolish assumptions, father." The king continued to smirk, and he still had that amused expression on his face. "You think I'm a fool, don't you boy?" The King asked his son.
Vegeta stared blankly at his father. "Do you really want me to answer that question?" He responded. The king chuckled. "Vegeta, I have had too much experience on hiding my emotions to not recognise a master at this." Vegeta looked at the king with a strange, faraway look on his face. "Why thank you father" he said sarcastic."But you are mistaken, there are no emotions for me too hide"
The king's expression suddenly hardened."Enough talking now, boy. Show me the pictures"
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Bulma was busy working in the lab, when she heard a familiar voice next to her. "Good day to you, Bulma" the Supreme Kai said softly.
Bulma jumped up. "Oh, hi Supreme Kai! How's Vegeta doing?" She asked him curiously. "Well, things were a little tense between him and his father when I came in to check on them, but on the whole... I'd say they're doing good. I would have expected them to jump at each other's throats, but they're doing better than I ever could have hoped" The Kai answered. "I gave Vegeta the pictures." He added quickly.
Bulma sighed relieved. "Boy, I'm glad it turned out right. I mean, who is Vegeta's father to judge him? It's bit too late for him to start complaining now, right?" The Supreme Kai smiled, unsure of what to say. "You may be right, but there's more going on between them than you and I could know. Let them speak to each other, they will find their way... I am sure of it" The Kai answered after a brief moment of silence. Bulma gave the Kai a smile. "Thanks, Supreme Kai!" The Kai smiled back at her. "Well, I must be going now... take care of yourself, Bulma!"
"Yeah, you too! Thanks for everything!" She said as the Supreme Kai dissapeared.
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King Vegeta was frowning at the picture he held in his hand. The picture showed a very attractive, slim, blue-eyed woman. She was smiling at the camera, and looked as if she owned the world.
King Vegeta looked at his son's mate for a very long time. Minutes passed as he simply sat there with the picture in his hand. She was a very beautiful woman, but he couldn't quite see to which race she belonged, she did not have warrior feautures. Could it be that she wasn't a fighter? No... surely he wouldn't
"What's the problem, old man?" his son interrupted his chain of thought.
"What is she?" the King asked polite. "An Earthling, from the planet Earth" Vegeta replied. "Earth?" "It's a small planet in the northern quadrant of the Universe, somewhere near the victinity of Betelgeuse" Vegeta replied lazily.
King Vegeta bowed his head to look at the woman in the photograph again. "Are blue and purple common colors on that planet?" He asked unsure of his son's reaction. To his surprise, Vegeta started laughing.
"Father, surely you have something better to do than question me about my family's hair color?" Vegeta told his father mockingly.
King Vegeta sighed. "Fine, then I shall question you about something else: why does she look so weak?"
"And what do you mean by that?" Vegeta responded threateningly.
"Let me rephrase: she is not a warrior. Why did you decide to save the Saiyan race with someone that doesn't fight?"
Vegeta bit his lip. Blast him! He thought. Why does he have to be so damn observant
"I have seen that Saiyan blood combined with human makes strong warriors, Kakarrot's son was part Saiyan and part human, and his human cells did not weaken him. I decided that it would be a worthy choice"
"Kakarrot had a son? Then surely it wasn't necessary for you to produce another half-blood?" King Vegeta asked with raised eyebrows. He's lying. He kept thinking. His stay on Earth has weakened him, what is going on between him and that blasted Earthling woman?
Vegeta seemed furious. "Fine!" He yelled out angry. "What do you want from me, father?"
"Explain why you mated a WEAK woman" The King yelled back
"Because I felt like it! If you wouldn't have caused the planet to blow up, we wouldn't be having this conversation!"
"That's all I wanted to hear" the King responded calmly. Vegeta's mouth dropped open. "What... what are you saying?"
The King folded his arms and frowned at his son. "There's no need to lie to me, boy. You have pointed out, more than once, that I have no right to judge you. If you wanted to mate an Earthling and save our race, then so be it... but you will not lie to me. You fool. Pathetic."
Vegeta was still staring at his father. The King deepened his frown. "I do not approve of you mating a weak woman, but if you find her worthy, I will trust your judgement."
"She is worthy" Vegeta said quietly.
King Vegeta was amused by his son's strange behaviour, and couldn't help but smirk again.
"What the hell is wrong with you! Why are you laughing?"
"Keep your temper. You seem to be very, ah... how shall I put it... touchy around this subject"
Vegeta snorted. "Hmpf, and you aren't?" He said sarcastically.
King Vegeta's expression hardened. "What went on between me and your mother is none of your business, you insolent brat" he spat out.
Vegeta smirked in the kind of way that meant that he was about to insult someone. "No, of course. I wouldn't want to speak of my mate if I was to blame for her death"
"Silence!" The King yelled. "I will not have you speak in that manner to me. You know very well that your mother's death is not a subject I wish to speak off"
"Don't be a weakling all your life, father" Vegeta replied in a very controlled voice. "What was it between you and mother? Was it arranged? Did you care for her? Or did you dispose of her the moment she gave birth?"
"She was nothing to me" the king answered.
"Liar" Vegeta spat out.
After a moment of silence, the king finally spoke."She was a very strong woman. The strongest female on the planet. It is only naturally for the king to mate the strongest female elite-warrior." The king swallowed hard. "I may have... grown fond of her. But not to an extent of it becoming foolish"
"Frieza killed her" Vegeta said.
"Is that a question or a statement?"
"It's a statement. How could you have let that happen to your own mate?"
"Enough" The king said. "Tell me... tell me about your daughter, you told me she sends her regards. Do you have a picture of her as well?" He asked.
Vegeta frowned at his father's determination to change the subject, but he chose not to speak. I will question him about that later.
"I do. My daughter is five years old, so there is not much to tell you about her. Do you have any more questions concerning my son?"
"Can you show him to me also?" He aksed
Vegeta handed over the pictures of his children. The king looked at his grandson. "What is his name?" He asked while studying the picture.
"Trunks" Vegeta replied.
"Trunks? What kind of name is that?"
"One with two meanings, if your recall father, it means "protector" in our native language"
"And what is the other meaning?" The king asked curiously.
Vegeta thought how to bring it as best as possible. "It is a form of undergarmet worn by humans"
King Vegeta gave his son a blank look "Genius" he muttered silently.
He examined the picture more securely. Trunks was smirking in the camera, and despite the lavender hair and blue eyed, he looked like a Saiyan.
He put the photograph on the table, and looked at the one with his granddaughter in it.
"Name?" He asked, silently praying for a normal one.
"Bura" he answered.
"Bura" the King repeated. "She looks like her mother" he added.
Vegeta smirked. "Is there anyone else she reminds you of?"
King Vegeta stared accusingly at his son. "You know very well who she reminds me of" The king replied.
"Does she display any fighting skills?"
"She can fly and use her energy, but apart from that, no" Vegeta answered, growing tired of the intorregation.
"Anything else you want to know?" Vegeta asked impatiently.
"No. That will be all; concerning your family"