Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Requiem for Vegeta-sei ❯ 7 ( Chapter 7 )

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Bulma looked over to the young woman to see her with her arms crossed over her chest and a smirk on her face. "Oh, Kami…"

There was a brief moment of silence where everyone who was familiar with Bulma and Vegeta took a step away from them. Homini noticed that with mild curiosity. Before she could even ask why they moved, she found herself stepping back to save her ears.

"Well that's a good thing to know. When were you planning on telling us? You've been here for almost twenty years and you never thought that it was important enough to tell me that you had a child? Damn it, Vegeta, is there anything else you neglected to tell me?"

"Woman, shut your mouth. I have more important questions to find the answers to than whose bed I did what in over twenty years ago," the Prince of all Saiyans turned his attention to his first born. "You're dead. Tell me why that isn't true."

"Same could be said for you," Homini started but decided to cooperate for once. "No thanks to you and Freiza's other henchmen, the planet we were on was destroyed."

"Don't think I had anything to do with it, girl," sneered Vegeta.

"Yeah right, my Prince," sad the girl in a voice dripping with venom. "We had you traced to the battle on Namek which places you with him after the destruction of our home."

"You're wrong," spoke up Goku. "Vegeta was fighting with us against Freiza on Namek."

"Kakarot, I never fight with you unless I'm trying to bash your head in," Vegeta retorted trying to save some dignity.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a minute!" The blue-haired woman held her arms out symbolically stopping everyone from arguing. "I want everyone with an ounce of Saiyan blood to drop the egos right now. And that means you too Trunks," she yelled turning to the building. "I know you're up there listening to everything so get your butt down here now."

Homini watched as the boy emerged from a window and flew down to the group. He still looked angry. I wonder why he's so pissed?

"Ok," continued the woman. "Obviously Vegeta is not dead and neither is his…ah…daughter. Now, so no one else argues, I will give the fly-by version of why 'His Royal Highness' over there is still among the living. Any objections?" She didn't give anyone a chance to stop her though. She went on quite quickly, "We wished him back to life along with all the others Freiza killed on Namek. Yes he fought Freiza and died. And he has remained here, for the most part, ever since. Now girl, explain to Vegeta why you are alive when he believed you to be otherwise." She took a breath and muttered "And then will someone explain to me why she's even alive at all. No offense but I thought that the Saiyans we've seen here were the only ones left and they were all male. So unless you're a hybrid…"

"I AM NOT A HALF-BREED! How insulting!" Homini screamed.

"Kami, girl, I didn't mean anything by it!" Bulma said a little aggravated. "Now just tell us what happened before Vegeta has an aneurysm or something."

"Well since I was only an infant when this happened, I'll tell you what I was told," she began. "I guess we got an anonymous tip that Freiza knew we were on Planet R58-3 and was sending one of his lackey's to destroy it. We evacuated but left one of power level generators there running. That way, who ever was sent there would detect Saiyan power levels on his scouter and think were still there. It worked. We're alive, for the most part."

"Now was that hard?" Bulma exclaimed. She looked at Vegeta and then the girl and then back. "Now will you tell me why you have a daughter and never told me, Vegeta?"

The prince showed no expression on his face and spoke flatly, "Saiyan tradition demands the king to produce an heir. Since I was to be king, I needed an heir. So they chose the highest level female left and gave her to me."

"Um, thank you for being so blunt…" Bulma said sarcastically. "Did this woman have a name?"

"She was called Kauli but she was no woman, but a girl a little younger than Homini is now. She was a First Class, not an Elite though. That's probably why the union produced a daughter."

"How dare you!" Homini shrieked. "That is no way to talk of your bonded queen, especially since she is my mother!"

"We were not bonded." Vegeta growled. "How is she anyways?"

"Dead, thanks for asking."

The group stood there in silence, once again not knowing what to say. The sun was starting to dip below the horizon. The all turned when they heard one of Capsule Corps doors open. The watched as the tiny, blue-haired girl comes running towards them. She had little pink pajamas on and was bare foot.

Homini watched with great surprise as the child ran right up to Vegeta and stopped. She watched as the girl waited to get his attention and look at her. The she almost fell over at what she witnessed next.

"Will you come 'n tuck me in daddy? Grammy said I gotta go to bed," the girl lifted her arms up waiting to be picked up while she spoke.

Homini watched in disbelief as the Prince of All Saiyans lifted the obviously human child into his arms with practiced care. The tiny child laid her head down on his muscular shoulder as she tried to wrap her arms around his neck. Homini was dumbstruck. She had no idea what just happened, her brain did not want to think about her father holding a non-saiyan child.

The little girl then turned her bright, blue eyes to Homini. "Daddy, who's the girl over-der?"

"Her name is Princess Homini, Bra-chan," Vegeta said to his little girl.

"But I thought I was a princess," Bra said looking a bit hurt.

"You both are, I guess," he responded quickly not wanting to upset her.

"Oh, Like Trunks is a prince?" the girl deduced. "She looks like you but not like mommy. She's got spiky-dark hair like you." The child smiled. "Pretty…but why don't she look like me?"

"Your mother is not hers," he explained as the child in his arms tried to get down. He let her get to her feet and watched as she walked up to the other girl. Bra looked at the Saiyan girl for a moment before she spoke again.

"C'mere," she said. When all she got in response was a puzzled look she tugged Homini's hand down. "Down here, please," she commanded."

Homini, still slightly shocked at the whole situation, squatted down in front of the girl. "Uh…what…do you want kid?"

"Hi!" the child squealed as she quickly hugged her around the neck. When Bra stepped back she giggled at the thoroughly confused look on Homini's face. "You are silly, Hominimini!"

"It's Hom-in-I, kid."

"Hominimini!"

"No, HOMINI. Get it right."

"Bra-chan, let me take you up to bed," Trunks said dryly trying to prevent an argument.

"No, I want Daddy to!" The girl pouted dramatically.

"Come on, he's got stuff to do, leave him alone and I'll take you up."

"NO! I. WANT. DADDY!"

Homini jumped as her scouter beeped. She fished it out of her pocket and watched as the little girl's power level started climbing from almost nothing to over a couple hundred in a matter of seconds. She looked over at the girl as Trunks tried to grab her hand to take her inside. Bra started crying and screaming "no" over and over.

Vegeta just shook his head, "Leave her be. The last time she got worked up like that, she almost went Super Saiyan. I think she gets her temper from her mother." He walked up to his youngest and picked her up again. She instantly calmed down. "I am putting her to bed. When I get back I want Kakarot and his spawn gone. This does not concern you."