Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Unlikely Allies ❯ Prolog ( Prologue )

UNLIKELY ALLIES

Author's Note:

This is a co-written story. The writers are Yasha Starrider and Mei-Waku Starrider. The ideas and plot are totally original, we hope, thought up by both authors. So thank you all for not stealing our ideas. ^^ Ok, now this story does feature some original characters, but do not, I repeat, do not revolve around them. This is a DBZ based fic. Please R/R

Disclaimer: We don't own DBZ. We DO own Yasha and Mei-Waku, along with Aurora May. Don't STEAL THEM!!

Prolog:

The battle with Buu had long since passed, and Vegeta had admitted that he loved his newfound family, and Gohan had settled down with Videl. Everything seemed normal, or as normal as life could be for the Z fighters. Bulma still worked as a scientist for Capsule Corp., despite her growing stomach, and illustrious appetite. "THAT ONNA IS EATING ME OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME!" Raved a very upset Vegeta. He stormed into the kitchen followed by a bruised purple haired young boy. Trunks glanced out the window of his home. In the distance he could make out a figure flying towards him, `Goten's gonna be really upset when he walks in right now. We're both in for the beating of our lives.' Trunks winced when his father began screaming a stream of curses at finding his Sake missing. "WHERE IS IT? WHERE DID IT GO? TRUNKS YOU OVER EATING FOOL OF A SON OF MINE! DID YOU TAKE MY SAKE?" Despite being only ten years old he was amazingly smart and his father obviously believed he was old enough to drink.

Bulma walked into the kitchen, an angry scowl on her face. `I know he isn't going to blame MY son for drinking.' "VEGETA DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO MY SON LIKE THAT! DON'T YOU DARE! IF YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHO DRANK THAT, GOKU DID! HE DID LAST NIGHT AT THE BABY SHOWER. REMEMBER????" Vegeta stood with his back to Bulma, an angry scowl piercing his face. "Why'd you let him take my Sake, Onna? I know you let him." "You're right, I DID! I LET HIM TAKE IT BECAUSE YOU… OH YOU DRIVE ME NUTS!! YOU DRINK SO MUCH, BEAT UP ON TRUNKS… AND… AND…" Bulma dissolved in a fit of tears, anger blinding her. "Do you think I want my baby to come into this world with an alcoholic for a father? Huh? Is that what you want to happen? You know everyone was right, I am fool for putting up with you! I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO CHICHI WHEN SHE TOLD ME YOU WERE A GOOD FOR NOTHING BIG OL' JERK, AND THAT YOU WOULD ONLY END UP BRINGING ME GRIEF!!"

`Kakarot was actually right for once in his idiotic lifetime. Onna's are a pain in the ass when they are pregnant. These moods swings….' With a comforting smile, Vegeta forced himself to walk up calmly to the screaming Bulma. "Now, my Queen, Don't work yourself up into a fit. Look, when this baby is born, I'll make sure he's the best little prince that he can be. All right? Is that-" "PRINCE!?? HE!!?? SO YOU'RE TELLING ME MY BABY IS A BOY!?? AND WHAT IF HE'S A GIRL? HUH? WHAT THEN? YOU'LL TREAT HER DIFFERENT WOULDN'T YOU? NO DON'T YOU DEAR BULMA ME, VEGETA! I SEE THROUGH YOU! YOU'LL DISOWN MY BABY IF SHE'S A GIRL!"

Trunks slunk off into the living room, where he dashed outside. Already Goten was settling down on the lawn. "Parents at it again?" "I'm never having kids." "Yea… Uh… You're mom's a pain!" "Watch, the baby's gonna be a pain too! Ugggggggghhhhhhh" "Don't you have any food?" "No…I'm starving. You're mom would-" "My mom kicked me out because I ate our lunch." "Oh…Dende?" "Dende drinks all the time… and Mr. Popo went shopping." "Man, does anyone here have food?" "Your little sister or brother's a food hog." Simultaneously both boys' stomachs let out an angry growl.

Meanwhile on a planet devoid of sun, another young woman was walking outside. Her dark hair and pale as can be complexion seemed to stand out in the sunless eternal night. Her eyes glimmered an imperial green, catching what little energy they could. Her stomach bulged, heavy with baby. "Oof, boy are you getting heavy my little one." Bending as much as she could, the young woman hefted a much to heavy bag up. Out of the blue an older man jumped behind her, pressing a knife hard against her throat, rendering her unable to move. "Zherhera Mesieou Colusy" (Hand over the money.)

Just as suddenly as he appeared, the man disappeared, and in his place stood a young woman, a few years younger than the other. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT? AND IN THIS PART OF THE CITY?… LUGGING THAT HUGE-ASS BAG AROUND?" The other young woman stood several inches taller than her female counterpart, her long black and red hair hung crisply around her shoulder. She too was pale, from the lack of sunlight, but her eyes were the lightest of blues. She pierced her red lips in irritation. "Yasha-" "Mei-Waku." Both women glared at each other, "Now that you've stopped mothering me, I'll let you know, I can take care of myself…" "BULL SHIT! YOU CALL THAT TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF? All right then! Lets get you and the little one home."

Mei-Waku touched Yasha's shoulder and both disappeared from the dirty streets, and reappeared in front of an expensive looking house. The windows were drawn tight against the happy stares of onlookers, and gave it an eerie dark look.

Earth and Tokoyami-Sei, both homes to evils as well as good. At that moment, although light-years away, two women, of different backgrounds, and in different locations both screamed out in pain. Both were heavy with child, and susceptible to mood swings, slipped into labor. Three hours later, bouncing baby girls were born to overjoyed to mothers.