Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Requiem for Vegeta-sei ❯ 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except a grape flavored Piccolo Push Pop that lives in my purse. *insert dirty comments about a Namek lollipop here*

A/N: Ok, now that I posted another chapter, my plot bunnies can go and bug SMDSP for a while.

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

She turned to see who it was that spoke. Sitting on the roof with his knees pulled up to his chest, was Trunks. He nodded and pointed to his left, "Sit."

Homini obliged and they sat in silence for a few minutes staring up at the stars. "So were you speaking for yourself? Not being able to sleep?"

"No, Goten snores," the youth answered a little too quickly.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"So."

"Huh?"

"Um…" Homini searched for something to say to ease the awkwardness. "So, I guess half-breeds can survive. I was always told that they'd be born as deformed monstrosities. You don't seem really misshapen or half-witted. And, at least one of you can fight."

Trunks shook his head, "We survive quite well, actually Gohan's older than you. At least, I'm assuming that you're not much older than me. And yes, we all can fight. Gohan has the most ki out of all of us. Even father."

"What you just said could get you killed; it's treasonous to say that the prince is weaker than anyone."

"I wasn't challenging him, just stating a fact everyone knows. Anyways, Gohan doesn't fight much any more," Trunks shrugged. "Now if you really want to start something, tell dad that Goku can still beat him. That'll make dad go after him and they'll disappear for a few days. Then come back completely battered and almost half dead, but neither will ever say who won. Although, I suspect if Dad won, he'd make sure everyone knew who the strongest Saiyan was."

"Goku, that's not a Saiyan name…but he's Goten's father so he is a Saiyan. Why don't I know him?" Homini asked while thinking. I thought all the Saiyans left alive were back home, except for Vegeta who was supposed to be dead anyways.

"His Saiyan name is Kakarot and I have heard father say it enough that I know he was a third class," Trunks explained trying to remember all the stories his mother had told him. "His older brother is Radditz and I can't remember what his father's name is. I know I've heard father say something about his father before."

"Radditz's little brother?" Homini shook her head in disbelief. "You mean he's Bardoc's son. No way, he was assumed dead when he never showed up at the rendezvous point after completing his mission on some backwater planet."

"Backwater, as in Earth? Yeah, he kind of hit his head as a child and forgot his mission to destroy earth; he thought he was human. Now since you seem to be asking all the questions, I have one. Rendezvous point? Mind explaining?"

Homini sighed. She was too tired and confused to think that not half a day ago, the boy she was talking civilly with had threatened to fight her. "When the Saiyans back on Vegeta-sei started to suspect that Frieza was going to exterminate them, they decided that they needed to evacuate the planet so that at least some of our people survived. A scientist named Bardoc redesigned the space pods to give off false information back to Frieza saying that they had been destroyed. They were instead going to a secret planet to regroup, the rendezvous point."

They grew silent again. There was so much that they could have said that was hanging in the air around them that it was almost tangible. Trunks just looked up at the stars thinking about what he had been told. His father had never said that there was Saiyans left. He knew his father always spoke of himself and Goku as the last, and that the man rarely lied. So he must not have known that they were still out there. He must not have known that his daughter was still alive. He turned to look at Homini at that thought and caught her staring at him. "What are you looking at?"

"You look like him," she answered thoughtfully.

"Huh?"

"You look like Vegeta," the girl said looking away. "There was a picture of him in the data files. He was quite young in the picture, it was taken long before I was born."

"Yeah, I really look like him," he said sarcastically. He then blew a few stray purple hairs out of his face. "If I didn't have this pale, limp human hair."

"I meant that you have Vegeta's face," she looked at him again. "And you're hair is weird. It's funny how Vegeta's stands high and proud and his son's is limp."

"You keep calling him by his name or title, shouldn't you call him father or Otou-san or something?"

"I came here looking for the Prince, not a father," Homini answered defensively. "Anyways, if I accept him as my father, then I would have to accept that I have a half-breed as a brother and one as a sister. You may not be deformed, other than being tailless, but you are still a half-breed."

Trunks just glared at his father's oldest child. After a moment he got up and started to fly back down to his window. He turned around before going in his room, "Well, since you found what you are looking for, leave."