Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Requiem for Vegeta-sei ❯ 16 ( Chapter 16 )

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A/N: I was slightly insulted by a review stating that I should have better people in my favorite authors. Renegade Phoenix and SMDSP are my friends and they help me quite a bit in my writing. And even though they may not update very often, I can understand why. We are all college students and very busy. Ok, enough ranting, on with the story!

Homini looked down at the tiny girl sitting on the floor with big fat tears rolling down her cheeks. She actually thought she had hurt the child, she knew very little about human children. For all she knew, they could be very fragile and weak. She leaned down over the blue-haired crier.

"Are you hurt?"
The little girl sniffled and lifter her arms up. Homini assumed that she wanted picked up for whatever reason. She figured she would do anything to make up for hurting the small child. So she picked Bra up and stood up. Looking up and down the hall, she checked to see if anyone else was there. With no on in sight, she took the girl into her room.

"Did I hurt you?"
The little girl wrapped her arms tightly around Homini's neck, "I'm ok."
"You sure? I didn't mean to."
"You didn't hurt me, Hominimini," the little girl said giggling. She released the hug slightly to look at the older girl.

The full-blooded Saiyan female shook her head as she set the child down on the bed, "It's Hom-in-i."
Bra smiled brightly, "Yep, Hominimini!"

"No," she corrected started to realize the girl was doing it on purpose. "You can say it right. My name is Homini."
"Nope," she giggled again. "You're name is Hominimini."

"Riiiight…now come on, what is my name?"
"Mini-chan!"

The young Saiyan woman sat down on the bed beside the girl. She watched as Bra giggled in glee. She gave up and just shook her head. "You are too silly, B-chan."

"Uh-huh," the child said nodding in an exaggerated fashion. "Tell me a story, Mini-chan."
"A story?" Homini asked a big confused. "What kind of story?"
"A princess story! Like Cinderella or Snow White."
"I've never heard of those stories before. How do they go?"

"Well…thy all start with 'once upon a time' and then you tell about the pretty princess and the bad stuff that happens to her and then how she falls in love with Prince Charming and he rescues her and 'they live happily ever after'."

"They all go like that?"

"Uh-huh."

Homini sat there thinking. She had never been in contact with a culture that indoctrinated such stories on their children. It was quaint, it was optimistic, it was idealistic, and it was so unrealistic. Yet somehow, she liked that scenario: Even though the poor princess suffered, her life got better in the end.

"Well, uh, once upon a time," the older girl looked at the younger to se if she was doing it correctly. After receiving a nod from the child, she continued, "There was a young princess who was all alone. Her daddy and mommy were both gone. Since her people's rules said that a girl could not rule over them, they wanted her to…ah…join with their…prince."
The little girl frowned slightly, "But the prince was a bad man wasn't he? He was mean to the little princess."
"Yes, he was very mean. He just wanted the girl because she was a princess and because she was the…" Homini stopped herself before she said the princess was the strongest. She figured that would not have been what the little girl wanted to hear. "She was the most beautiful girl."

"So what did the pretty princess do?"
"Well, she knew that if she stayed, the prince would be mean to her and she would not get to rule her people. So the princess stole a ship and left her home in the middle of the night. She ran away from everything she had ever known," finishing that part of the story, Homini paused. She took a few deep breaths and noted that the little girl had been hanging on every word. Wetting her lips, she decided to continue.

"When the pretty princess was far away from her home and people, she found out that her daddy wasn't gone after all. He was just living somewhere else. She went looking for him and amazingly she found him!

He had a new family there, in that strange place. There were others of her kind, another prince and princess. They were all happy there and took the little run away in."

Bra leaned in towards the older girl. Her bright, blue eyes were fixed on deep, black ones. "And she lived happily ever after?"
"I guess so, B-chan," the full-blooded Saiyan said absently.

"Yep, the Pretty Princess lives happily ever after!" The blue-haired girl said happily while leaning over further to hug her older half-sister.

Homini smiled slightly at the girl. She slowly started to return the embrace. Her one hand lifted to touch the child's silky, blue hair.

Right at that moment, Bulma choose to clear her throat. Both girls turned to look at the woman in the doorway. The youngest one squealed and ran over to her mother. The older one stood up and straightened her clothes nervously.

"Mommy! Mini-chan told me a princess story!"

"Did she? Well that was nice of her," Bulma said looking at Homini and smiling. "Bra, your grandma's looking for you. I think she said something about baking chocolate chip cookies."

The pint-sized demi-saiyan did not need told twice about cookies and raced down the hallway towards the kitchen. Bulma just laughed and turned her attention back to her mate's oldest child.

"I bought you some clothes and shoes that should probably fit. You can try them on later. Right now, I have to talk to you about something."
Homini nodded slightly. She still felt uncomfortable around humans. She did not know much about them to start with and with what she saw in the past two days, she was not going to underestimate anyone living on Earth. "Alright. What do you want to talk about?"
"We'll go to my lab first before we get into it," the woman said starting to lead the way down to her lab. "By the way, I have a question just out of curiosity."

"I'm not promising an answer."

"Mini-chan?"

The Saiyan female just rolled her eyes and shook her head.