Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Requiem for Vegeta-sei ❯ 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: Hey diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle, I don't own DBZ.

A/N: Sorry for not posting for a while. Been writing way too much at school. But, if you feel like you have to read something I wrote to make up for the time I wasn't posting, I could email you my term paper. *L*

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Bulma looked at Homini for a minute. She had never seen a female Saiyan before other than the demi-saiyans who were both just little girls. But here, sitting in her living room was a full grown, traditionally trained and raised Saiyan woman. She amended that thought, the girl was barely a woman, and at most she was just a few years older than Trunks. She was young enough to be her daughter; she practically was her daughter.

Getting a closer look at the girl, she noted that there was nothing about the way she was dressed that seemed feminine. She had Saiyan armor on with the same color blue body suit that Vegeta had worn years ago. Her hair was extremely short compared to the male Saiyans she had encountered excluding Nappa. She could not tell if the alien girl was proportioned like a human woman because the armor covered her up too much.

"What are you staring at, Earthling?" the girl snapped.

"A very cranky Saiyan," Bulma retorted standing up. "I got a room ready for you. You can stay at least until Vegeta comes back, after that, Kami only knows what will happen. Let's go, it's this way."

Homini reluctantly followed the woman. The human chattered away incessantly, probably about the house; Homini was not listening though. Her thoughts were on the day she just went through. Her eyes, however, were on the human. She was trying to see what was so special about humans. She was wondering why two Saiyans would choose these people to stay with when they were obviously a weaker species.

"In here," bulma said as she opened a door and flicked on a light. "You can sleep here. There are some clothes for you to sleep in and a towel. The bathroom is down the hall to the left. Trunks's room is right next to yours, so if you try anything, he'll be there. Any questions?"

"Just one," Homini ask quietly. "Why all this?" As she spoke, she nodded towards the room.

"Because, a long time ago, I offered the same thing to a man all alone in this world that no one trusted or wanted here. An you, look about as lost and alone as he did."

"Let me guess, it was Vegeta," the girl said sarcastically as she entered the room. "But tell me this, why would he stay here?"

"First it was to wait for Goku, or I guess I should say Kakarott, to return. Then it was to train to defeat the androids, then I guess it was because of Trunks…"

"So the kids really are his offspring," she asked with some trepidation.

"Yes," Bulma answered with pride. "Vegeta is Trunks and Bra's father, which I guess if what you said is true, they are your brother and sister."

"Shimatta!"

"Watch your mouth," Bulma scolded out of habit. "I may not have been formally taught the language like the kids were, but being a genius has its advantages. From working with the space pods and everything, I've learned the technical words. Then from Vegeta, I've picked up the more 'colorful' parts of the language. And Vegeta swears like a sailor."

"What?" Homini was confused. "A sailor? What's that? Is it a bad thing?"

"It's just an expression," Bulma explained remembering years ago when Vegeta told her that she snored like a 'spiget' whatever that was. She chuckled and further explained, "Sailors were men who worked on ships for months at a time only around other men. And they supposedly became very vulgar."

"So Earth men on space ships," Homini repeated trying to figure out the meaning of the saying.

"No, water ships, boats. Not space ships," Bulma corrected. "Humans aren't space ready yet."

"Hmmm, water crafts, how primitive."

"I, being the smartest woman in the world, naturally invented Earth's first space craft to leave the solar system. Too bad Vegeta stole it and was the first to use it."

"Well, good for you," the girl mocked.

"Hmph!" Bulma said as she turned to leave the room. "Breakfast will be on the table at seven tomorrow morning. If you're not there by seven, you will have to fend for yourself. Good night, Homini."

The Saiyan watched as her father's mate left. She then closed the door and messed with the door until she assumed it was locked. She did not trust the Eartlings. There were too many things she did not know about them.

She looked around the room quickly, surveying her surroundings. The room was fairly plain, like many off world rented rooms. She noted with mild amusement that the bed was very soft. There were also a number of blankets on the bed and in the closet, which meant that it must get cold on this planet.

She tossed her jacket on the bed beside a pile of clothes she assumed were Earth sleepwear. She held up the garment to look at it. The material was light and silky to the touch. It had ruffles and looked as if it would come down to her knees if she had it on. It was also the most revolting shade of light green Homini had ever seen. She tossed the offending garment in the corner; she could sleep in her body suit after she removed her armor.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she removed her boots and armor. She then stretched. Saiyan armor was made for men, no matter how much it expanded to fit someone; it still did not fit a woman's body correctly. That definitely fit better when I was a child. Of course, it would fit better if I were male. Then again I would not have had to come here if I were a son instead of a daughter. Then I could have just assumed the throne instead of what they are forcing me to do. At least, with Vegeta alive now, maybe I won't have to go through it. Then again, could he ever be accepted as King after he has let himself become weak staying with these primitive people…

Unable to think of it anymore, Homini decided that she needed some fresh air. She walked over to the window and opened it. She was a little disappointed because a large tree was blocking her view of the sky. She concluded that she needed to see the stars, so she flew out of the window and up to the roof.

"Kinda hard to go to sleep when your world gets turned upside down, isn't it?" said a voice behind her startling her.