Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Princesses of the Past ❯ 2 for 1, im feelin generous... ( Chapter 1 )

Bulma sighed happily and settled more comfortably in Vegeta's arms as Trunks followed them to their picnic spot.

She had called Chichi and Master Roshi on three-way calling and arranged the whole shindig. Everyone was coming, even Oolong even though he was probably going to get his ass kicked probably more than once today with so many moody guys that were going to be around. Chichi had thoughtfully offered to cook most of everything, since she was the only one who had any real experience feeding a lot of people, and with having a whole family of Saiyans, you would have to.

And after 2 hours of about 2 arguments, one with Vegeta for no apparent reason and one with what Trunks was going to wear, plenty of outfit modeling for Vegeta who insisted they waste another half an hour in bed, a quickie for them (I know, I'm sick, but I don't care!!!) she chose her outfit of a nice sundress, light, light blue with a pretty jasmine print and fixed the rest of her up, not too much, just a nice light coating of makeup and light, light blue sandals. Vegeta then scooped her up and there they were, blasting off to what was hopefully a very pleasant afternoon.

Bulma was just praying that Vegeta didn't try to kill Oolong this time, or maybe she should worry about Piccolo just burying that little perv alive........










They landed to a sight of Chichi yelling at Goten, the newest member of Goku's family, for trying to sneak away with a chunk of the feast she had quickly prepared, tons of sandwiches, literally, and coolers and coolers of goodies.

Trunks landed after his parents, his gorgeous blue eyes quickly scanning the scene, easily taking in a sitting Gohan, who was just watching Chichi yell at Goten, and Piccolo who was sitting next to him at the dinocap picnic table, extra, extra large of course, sipping water. Tien and Chowzu were sitting opposite from them, silent, probably having a silent conversation, as usual.

He arched a brow when he saw a glint of light coming from the bushes, and his keen eye sight saw Master Roshi and Oolong using binoculars to look at the girl volley ball team that was on the beach talking to Turtle, Yamcha, and Puar, below the sturdy and beautiful cliff that his mother and Chichi had chosen for their picnic sight.

He looked over at his father who was setting his mom down, caught his eye and knew he saw them too. Vegeta just smirked, the two idiots had always amused him, and made two very small energy balls and threw them at the said binoculars, much to the perverts' dismay.

They just crawled out of the bushes, looked at everyone who had turned to stare at them, and just sat down, their fun taken away for the day.

Bulma rolled her eyes, 'Same old hentais...'

She glided over to Chichi (not flew, glided, as in very happy walking, lol) and tapped her on the shoulder, reminding her that she had witnesses.

"Oh, hi Bulma, sorry, but it seems that Goten couldn't wait for you guys to get here...."

Goten gave the grin that made everyone's heart clench just a little because it looked so much like Goku's sweet, innocent grin, "Awww, Mom, I didn't mean it, but I'm so hungry.." As if on cue his tummy let out a cute little rumbling sound.

Chichi's angry visage easily smoothed to motherly love, "I know sweetheart, you just had to wait a little longer, but we just have to wait for Krillen to come back, ok?"

Goten pouted just adorably, "Ok, but how come he can't come any faster?"

Chichi just ruffled his hair, or at least tried to, "I don't know sweetie, but why don't you and Trunks go play for a little while?"

Goten looked at Trunks who gave him a thumbs up, "Ok, mom, we'll be right back!"

When the two had gone off somewhere and Vegeta had settled himself at the table for a staring contest with Piccolo, Bulma went to talk to Chichi, "Hey girl, how you holding up?"

Chichi just smiled, always the fighter, "I'm as fine as can be expected," she sighed softly. "I just wish he didn't look so much like his father sometimes..."

Bulma smiled and gently wrapped a arm around the other woman's shoulders, "It'll work out just fine Cheech (not from Cheech and Chong!!!), you'll see him soon, you know how that loveable blockhead is."

Chichi grinned, "Yeah, I know, I just wish he would-"

"HEY EVERYONE WEEEEEEEEEE'RRRREEEEEEEE BAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!!"

Everyone cringed at Krillen's greeting, but gave an unconscious little smile when setting eyes on Marron, Krillen and 18's little girl.

Still a tiny thing, she had enough spunk for everyone as she hopped out of her father's arms and took off to find out where the boys were, the only kids her age that would be around apparently.

"Twunks!!! Gotem!!!!!!!"

Bulma and Chichi smile wider at the little girl's mangled attempt at their sons' names.

18 landed next to Krillen, holding a grocery bag. They had probably flipped for who had to carry the baby, "Hello everyone." Her voice as coolly civil as always.

"Hi 18, hi Krillen, sit down, please help yourselves, since everyone is here we can star-"

Two flashes of orange and lavender were seen coming towards them before Trunks and Goten appeared at the table, chopsticks in hand (nothing to do w/ it being a Japanese anime, I just luv to use chopsticks anyways, and I'm as white as they come, lol)

Marron gave out a delighted squeal and squeezed between them and looked up at them happily.

They gave each other smiles over the little girl's head, they were Saiyans, well, demi-Saiyans, and any Saiyan loved to have girls fawn over them, genetic thing apparently. Not that they liked the little tyke or anything sick like that, she was more like a little person to play with sometimes, who didn't get into too much trouble if you sent her to do something and got caught.

They both patted her on the head then put their arms on her shoulders, a makeshift armrest, and said armrest just loved it.

She giggled and squirmed under the weight before 18 gave them both a little knock to the head.

They looked behind them then turned quickly back, knowing better than to piss off someone's mom.

Bulma went over to call Yamcha and the rest of them on the beach over to eat when she heard a low rumbling sound.

She turned around to see everyone except Chichi, Oolong, and the baby looking at the sky intently, who were just looking for the source of the sound.

She turned back to the beach and saw Yamcha looking at the sky too....

Yamcha had an intense look on his face, Bulma turned around again and saw Chichi, Oolong looking at everyone, obviously curious about what had them so curious.

Bulma looked up at the sky, and saw nothing, not a damn thing.

She walked back to the table and Chichi looked at her with a worried expression, "Bulma, what do you think they can sense?"

Bulma shook her head softly and murmured quietly, "I don't know, I can't feel anything, you?"

Chichi shook her head too, "I can't, but it has got to be something bad."

Vegeta looked away from the sky, "No, not bad, wrong, very wrong."

They all looked at him, Vegeta had to know something.

Gohan frowned, "Vegeta, do you know what's coming?"

Vegeta frowned, "I don't know."

Trunks and Goten just looked at each other, they could sense something coming, not necessarily evil, it just seemed, oddly familiar.

Piccolo, Tien, Chowzu, Yamcha and Roshi could just sense something coming, not the least bit familiar, just.............alien.........

Vegeta stood up suddenly, causing everyone to jump, even little Marron. She just gave a little pout, no crying, "Miffter Beggeta, whatcha doing?"

He looked down at the little girl, "Nothing, I...I...It can't be....."

Piccolo gritted his teeth, not being one to waste time, "Dammit Vegeta! What is it, just tell us!"

Vegeta gave him one hell of a dirty look, "If I knew what it was I would have said do already, Namek!"

Their voices had steadily gotten louder, and Trunks and Goten were covering Marron's ears, more like hugging her head.

Bulma let out a frustrated breath, "If you don't know, then what are you babbling about?!?!?!"

He moved away from the table and moved around the cliff, eyes glued to the sky, "I know something's out there, but......I feel like I know what it is, but I...!"

Trunks and Goten let go of Marron's head, who looked up at them with a little angry look before sticking her tongue out at them.

They smiled briefly before they stood up too to stand next to Vegeta.

Trunks looked up at his father, "Dad, it feels weird, like déjà.......whatever that is, you know?"

He nodded, "Yes, its déjà vu, what about you Gohan, can you feel it too?"

Gohan nodded, ever since he got big enough, Vegeta had started to use his real name, "Yeah, it feels like I know what it is."

Goten jumped up and down, "I can feel it too!!"

Vegeta just gave him a passing glance before looking at the sky again.

Everyone else just stood or sat there, completely clueless over the exchange.

Piccolo was about to ask another pissed off question when Goten gasped, "Hey guys! Look! There's something in the sky, headed straight for us!!!"

Everyone looked and saw what looked like a tiny version of Freeza's ships, just hovering in the sky before slowly descending.

Bulma's eyes grew wide as she saw the approaching craft land about 100 yards away from their picnic area.

It was a much smaller version of one of Freeza's ships, but the what would be purple windows were completely blackened out, and it didn't have the yellow and white sides like Freeza's ships, it was just completely black. But on the side that faced them, there was a series of strange, silver symbols.

Vegeta murmured something in another language.

Bulma moved over to him and touched his shoulder softly, "Can you read that, Vegeta?"

He nodded slowly.

"Then what does it say?"

"It says.......'Disturb not the sleeping princesses...'"

Bulma frowned, "What does it mean?"

He frowned too, "It means that I'm not the only full-blooded Saiyan left....." He walked slowly over to the ship, leaving everyone completely in shock.

The others just watched with amazed looks on their faces as Vegeta moved slowly towards the ship, never taking his eyes off of it.

Bulma looked around at everyone who still were confused, shrugged, then followed her husband. If he never said they couldn't go then why not? Trunks looked like he was going to stop his mom, then shrugged too and followed.

After Trunks started to move, everyone decided to see what was up and moved in a slow crawl of apprehension towards the ship.

Vegeta had stopped at what looked like a door to the ship. He inspected a panel to the right side of the door for a moment before resting the palm of his right hand against it. There was a soft blue glow as the panel scanned his palm before the door reacted, vents on each side letting out steam, a sign of re-pressurization.

Bulma cautiously moved to stand at her husband's side and placed a hand on his arm, "Vegeta, what's going on?"

He turned to look at her with ghostly pale face, "I don't know, this is wrong, not possible...." He turned away to watch the door open slowly after the re-pressurization had finished.

Bulma drew her lower lip between her teeth, Vegeta never acted like he was...was......worried...................something had to be up.

In the few moments it had taken Trunks to get to them he had already come to a few conclusions. One, whatever was in there practically scared his dad, not a good sign. And two, if whatever it was in there was Saiyan and tried to hurt anyone, especially his mother, he wouldn't hesitate to destroy it. No matter how important it could be to the Saiyan race, or his father.

The others had scooted over just in time to see the inner doors open, and Vegeta take the first step on the platform leading inside the ship.

Goten, not wanting to miss out on any potential fun, ran ahead and grabbed Trunks by the shoulders, "Come on, we gotta go see what's in there, it might be something really cool!!"

Trunks shrugged him off in that assertive way of his, "We shouldn't go first, my dad seems to know more about this than anyone, not surprisingly, so why don't we just let him lead, ok?"

Goten gave a little pout, "Fine, but lets go in before Marr-"

"Gotem! Twunks! Did yous guys try to ditch me?!?!"

They both winced and turned to see the little blond girl trying to look mad. Arms crossed and attempting to have her little foot tap impatiently, however rhythmically challenged, "Why didn't yous guys wait for me, do yous guys not wike me?" Then the waterworks started.

Trunks and Goten rolled their eyes and gave 18 a pleading look once she got close enough. She smirked, picked up the baby, and ignoring her protests handed her to her father, who had one hell of a time holding on to the little squirming bundle.

The boys smiled their thanks and moved closer to the ship where Gohan, Yamcha, Puar, Piccolo, Tien, Chowzu, Master Roshi, Turtle, and even Oolong were waiting; Chichi, Krillin, 18 and Marron following closely behind them.








Vegeta had taken that first step to facing his past, in his mind he was screaming that it wasn't possible that she could have survived, but his heart was rejoicing for the mere hope that she had not died at the hands of Freeza. He wished with all his heart that she wasn't there, and hoped that she was.

He stiffened as he sensed everyone coming closer, and if he wasn't mistaken, this was a bad idea.

He whirled around and found his voice, deceptively strong, "It would be wise if you all left. If this who I think it is then it isn't safe for any of you to be here."

Almost immediately Tien went to object, "What's wrong with us being here? Is this some kind of-"

"Don't try to judge something you don't understand! If I'm right, then this people will sense automatically that you aren't of my kind or my blood and will try to destroy you! Especially you, Namek, you're stronger than these morons, and they will go after you first!"

That got Piccolo's dander up, "Now see here, Vegeta. I-"

"That wasn't a request, idiot! I don't know why I'm doing this, but if you don't go now, I won't be able to stop them from killing you all, so if you have at least half a brain you will leave now!"

Master Roshi rubbed his big bald head in confusion, "Now sonny, why would whoever's in that ship want to hurt us?"

"Because they have probably been asleep for a long time, or been in isolation on this ship for more than 30 years, and believe me, cabin fever can get the best of us."

The old hermit nodded, "I see, so this is for our safety, not some weird alien secret," he turned to address everyone else. "I think it would be in our best interest to leave."

Tien looked like he was about to object again, "Master-"

"Not now boy, if he says that there is nothing HE can do to stop this thing or person or whatever, then I think it would wise to do what he says, so move it!"

The group gave a unanimous shrug, if it came from Master Roshi it was probably true.

Everyone was getting ready to fly away or get carried away before Vegeta spoke again.

"Not all of you have to go."

Gohan had one hell of a curious look on his face, "What do you mean?"

"This person that I think is in here won't attack anyone with Saiyan blood, so you, your brat brother, and your mother can stay."

Chichi frowned, "But I'm not a Saiyan."

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "I know that! But when you were mated to Kakarrot, you took on his life force. In a way making you an honorary Saiyan."

"Oh."

Vegeta waited while the rest of them packed up and after a lot of promising to tell them what happened there, they were gone.









Bulma went to stand next to Chichi, "I don't know if I'm excited or scared, this seems so weird. I'm not sure if I want to go in there with Vegeta acting so oddly."

Chichi nodded, "I know, and look at our sons, they seem to know what it is too, but they can't seem to put their fingers on it."

Bulma sighed, "I just hope it's not something bad."

Chichi gave her friend a reassuring squeeze, "Me too."









Vegeta looked at his wife, as if trying to memorize everything about her, how her hair fell across her face, how her face looked solemn when she was worried.....








Trunks had a vicious frown on his face, he didn't like the way his dad just stared at his mom, as if he would never see her again. He directed his gaze towards the ship that they had yet to investigate. He didn't care what it was, if it tried to hurt his mother OR his father, it would die by his hands.







Gohan leaned against a tree and watched everyone with half-lidded eyes. He didn't know what was getting everyone's guards up, but if it was as bad as Vegeta said, then he had better get his up too.








Goten just sat at Trunks' feet as he started to pace, mumbling about duty and family or something. He frowned as he saw the sunlight glint off one of the windows, then gasped as he saw a shadow move across the glass like structure. There was something inside! He squinted his eyes and when he didn't see anything else he dismissed as an optical illusion and sat back to watch Trunks' soft ranting, a smile on his face in anticipation of the discovery to come........








my fic, again, hope u guys like so far