Hey, Dark Gothic Lolita here!

So I've been thinking, 'Lolita, why the hell do you go on Fanfiction every day and watch DBZ , yet you have only written ONE recent story for them?' I freaked out and almost slapped myself! I think that it's high time I got back with DBZ and I started writing stories here! Yeah, I've been sort of a failure at that!

Leo: You're a failure everywhere, don't take it personally.

Lolita: Sure, because I won't you idiot head!

Leo: Always with the names I see! Geez

Lolita: Look here sis, you are here for one reason and one reason only. Get on with it!

Leo: Fine, fine! She doesn't own DBZ and their fucking cool characters. If she did, Trunks and Goten would be soooooooooo amazing in GT and Goten would still have the same hair as Goku!

Lolita: Neither does she! If she did, she would make sure that Vegeta fucked her everyday!

Leo: She doesn't care about her spelling or grammar

Lolita: Yeah, I've got school for that! But still, sorry for my mistakes!

Unison: Enjoy!

You and I? No way!

Chapter one

Vegeta paced up and down in his room. A room that he shared with the onna. He knew that she was cheating with that Yamcha guy and today was the day he would finally tell her that it's over. Not like he cared. No, the problem that he had was that some FOOL had wished back the Sayajin race, not like he was complaining. But seeing as he had grown soft over the years, his father told him that he had to marry a Princess, or else.

Or else meaning that he was going to blow up the very life form of rock they called Earth.

Vegeta sighed. Naturally, he would have just pretended that Bulma was the Princess and take her and his son with him. Well, sucks for her because she was cheating! Just then, a loud crash pulled the man out of his thoughts. His eyes widened as he remembered that his brat and Kakarot's brat was somewhere around the house playing. The Sayajin Prince swore under his breath as he ran down the stairs to stop the eight year old from destroying his mother's house.

He stood in the doorway to the kitchen watching as his son was shouting at Goten while the little boy smiled sheepishly. He looked up and froze. "Hey, Goten why are you looking like you've just seen my Dad...?" The boy trailed off as he slowly turned round with a face of horror. (A/N: If you can't imagine the face, just picture the same face that Gotenks made when Piccolo blew up the door to the Hyperbolic chamber)

"Uh...Good afternoon father?" The man he called father snarled at him and both boys jumped. "What are you doing brat?" Trunks flinched. He was called 'brat' or 'boy' when his father was angry, 'son' when his father was proud of him and 'Trunks' when he was just calling him. Oh yeah, Vegeta is mad. "Uh, we were playing and we smashed some plates?" Trunks moved slightly backwards in case Vegeta lashed out. The man noticed this and sighed. "Look here Trunks, do you ever smell something different about your mother?"

The lavender haired boy thought hard about it. "Yeah, I do. She smells like...Yamcha?" Vegeta nodded, happy that his son used his Sayajin side right. "Yes, so because of that I am no longer going to be your mother's mate, not like we really bonded or anything." Trunks nodded and was surprised when he saw Goten nodding. "Why are you nodding? Don't tell me that you actually KNOW about Sayajins." Trunks was trying his best not to laugh and Goten nodded enthusiastically. "Actually, I do! My mummy told me and she also taught me a little bit of Sayajin-go!" Vegeta's jaw dropped as his eyes bugged out. Even HE hadn't taught Trunks Sayajin-go yet! He had filled the boy with curses for sure!

"You know Sayajin-go? How did that harpy find out?" Goten grinned. "Apparently, sometimes Dad would remember some things that he forgot and he taught it to mum. Well that was before Gohan was born." Vegeta snorted. So the buffoon knew Sayajin-go. What else was he hiding? His thought were then interrupted when Goten was still talking. "But mummy and daddy haven't bonded either! Mummy said that she knew that daddy had feelings for someone else and he hadn't bonded with her. Sometimes I hear her saying to herself that she should have never stopped being a Princess!"

His head then snapped up. What had the brat just said? "You're mum was a Princess? I wish my mum was! She's smart and all, but sometimes I wish she could be better. When she actually is here." Trunks looked down at the ground with a scowl. He saw Mrs Chi Chi more then he saw his own mother. Vegeta looked thoughtful. "If the harpy is a Princess, then maybe I should ask her. Even better, she wasn't bonded to that fool! It might just work..."

"Oi, Kakarot's brat, we're going to ask your mother for a favour." The boy smiled and nodded. Trunks looked at his dad suspiciously. "Are you going to..." "Of course I am boy!" Trunks smirked and shrugged. Maybe it would be a good thing.

~x~

The three males landed on the ground to Mt Pazou and walked up to the little house. Chi Chi had already finished cooking when they came in. She knew that Goten would have been back soon. "Hi mum!" The little boy came barrelling through the door and into his mother's arms. The woman laughed. "Hello to you too Goten!" She kissed his forehead and Trunks came in looking jealous. It had been a while since his mum had done that for him. Most days, she just shouted at him. "So did you do any training today Goten?" The boy paused and shook his head. "Sorry mum, but I got carried away in playing!" The woman nodded her head. "Okay then."

She looked up to see Trunks standing in front of Vegeta. Somehow, her smile softened at the sight of Vegeta. "Hello Trunks, Vegeta." Trunks smile brightened and he ran off to the woman and she bent down to hug him too as she set down Goten. "Hello Mrs Chi Chi!" The woman giggled and she stood up straight to face Vegeta. "Is there something you need?" The man scowled and nodded. "Yes I do harpy, but I smell food and I don't want it to go cold." He pushed past the woman to go to where she had set the food down.

The two boys followed after and Chi Chi sighed as she shook her head. "Vegeta couldn't have come only for this surely. Maybe it would affect his pride or something? Ahh, who cares he's here now!" She moved swiftly into the dining room to see the Sayajins eating like pigs. Oh well, at least they like her food. She always heard Trunks complaining about Bulma's food. Bulma. Chi Chi started to panic. "Did Vegeta find out? Is he going to ask me? Argh, Bulma you twat!" Vegeta paused in his eating to see the woman go stiff. He swallowed his food. "Oi, onna. Aren't you going to join us? Sit your ass down and stop looking so angry for once in your life" He seemed to pull her out of her thoughts as she nodded slowly, not even processing the fact that he had insulted her in her head. "Uh, yeah." She slipped into her seat and ate her own meal.

~x~

"Hey mum, can me and Trunks go camping?" Chi Chi smiled softly. "Honey it's Trunks and I, and you can go, but it's up to Vegeta to say yes for Trunks." The boy turned to his father and instead of a pleading face, he put on a smirk similar to his father's. Vegeta was annoyed that his son was so much like him. "Yes he can go. Go now," he growled out. The boys ran out with a few things and even snacks that Chi Chi had set out for a camping day until their ki was just a about a mile away. Chi Chi smiled and took the plates the sink. Having Vegeta there was somewhat, soothing. Just to have a nice company. The man watched her for a while until he decided to stop her. There was something stirring within him and it was weird. He never felt it for Bulma.

He was soon standing next to her and his hand shot out and grabbed her by the wrist. Her onyx eyes widened as she turned to face him. "V-Vegeta?" He scowled and looked away. "I need to tell you something and it can't wait. Dishes can." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her nod her head slowly as she set down the dishes.

They both made their way to the sitting room where Vegeta set himself down on the couch with Chi Chi opposite of him. He felt like an idiot for what he was about to ask. "I am never going to live this down if I ask the harpy!" Trying to release his pride, he took a deep breath. "Ineedyoutobemywife." It all came out in a rush that Chi Chi blinked stupidly trying to make out what he had said. "Excuse me? I'm not really sure I heard you right." Vegeta mentally punched himself. "This is Chi Chi! She doesn't care! Plus, I guess she can handle my pride."

Sighing, he started again. "I said that I need to you be my wife. Well, mate anyway." Chi Chi leaned forward with her arms crossed as she raised an eyebrow. Annoyed, Vegeta spoke up. "Don't give me that look onna!" The woman smirked. "Whatever. Anyway, why don't you ask Bulma? Isn't she your mate?" The man waved it off not even trying to get angry about the whole situation. "Yeah well she's with Yamcha and I'm not going to stoop so low as to go and get back that woman. So what do you say then harpy? I haven't got time for this!"

Well, to be honest he did have time, but this woman was toying with him! "Can I at least have a reason why? I should be the last person on Earth that you would ask." She leaned back watching the man in front of her. "Well, some idiot wished for the Sayajin race to come back in existence and now the only way to stop Earth from exploding is to get married to a Princess here on Earth and take her back to Vegeta-sei." He turned his head away from her to look out of the window. His pride hurt. Yep, it was in pain.

Chi Chi was surprised. "Who told you I was a Princess?" Vegeta shrugged. "It came out of your brat's mouth. Why hide it? It's in your blood." Chi Chi sighed. "Yeah it is I guess. I can't believe I'm going to say this, but I'll do it." Vegeta froze. "Did I just hear that harpy right?" "Hmm, you're sure? I thought you hated Sayajins." She shook her head. "I don't really have a problem. But when you go back, what happens when they see you don't have a tail anymore?" Vegeta stood up with his arms crossed and he smirked at her. "When I get back, it will grow back. It's how it works. I'll be back tomorrow and we'll get going soon. My father has sent for someone to come and get us."

Chi Chi stood up with him and walked with him to the door. Suddenly, he turned round and Chi Chi went straight into his chest that was really a brick wall. "Ahh, sorry." Her face flushed a little and she took a step back. Vegeta's smirk grew as he looked at her. "Hmm, you better be good harpy. Try not to think about me too much." He turned back and walked out of the door. Chi Chi stood there flabbergasted. "Hey! My name is Chi Chi and I intend for you to use it if you want me to be your mate! And who the hell said I would be thinking about you?" All she received was laughter as the Prince flew back to the CC.

Chi Chi huffed as she slammed the door shut and she cursed. "Damn, now I WILL be thinking about him."

So how well do you think I wrote this? Don't worry, I intend for the chapters to be longer, but this is more of a prologue, but it's not. Yeah...

Leo: She doesn't make sense most of the time. She's stupid like that. That's what makes her the younger one...

Lolita: Hey hey hey! I'm the writer here, you can't hate on me!

Leo: Sure I can. Watch me.

Lolita: I know...I thought I might just get lucky. *sigh* So as I was saying, I hope you liked this! I won't disappoint, but this is my second DBZ fanfic. It's about time I started writing for something that I've been watching all my life! (Yeah, we're 15, but still it came on when we were less than five)

Leo: Wow, more than ten years of DBZ. I guess that's why we're so messed up.

Lolita: Pfft! Speak for yourself! Please don't forget, rate or hate, flames or floods! Just leave a review!

Dark Gothic Lolita

Leonessa del Buio