Sorry for such a long wait guys, I had a lot of stuff going on and I kind of forgot about this story, haha whoops. Anyways, heres Chapter 2, I hope you enjoy and also, thanks to all the lovely people that left reviews :).

Plot and story credit goes to Shinsun1, modifications are mine. All characters belong to Akira Toriyama.

CHAPTER 2

The stranger awoke the next morning. Kakarot had stayed in the room that in case his injured guest needed something. He'd been sitting in a chair across the room, and when her golden eyes snapped open, Kakarot had already been watching her for several minutes, thinking.

Kakarot was going to say something, but before he could, the stranger sat up fast, making him dizzy, as her brass colored eyes darted around frantically in either confusion or skepticism.

"You're awake!" Kakarot said without thinking, stating the obvious.

She blinked, her eyes wide showing off the rings of crimson skin around her eyelids.

"I seriously doubt that," she said eventually, "It feels like I'm dreaming."

A shiver ran down Kakarot's spine, all the way down to the last vertebra of his tail. Gods, he loved this person's voice. Whatever he'd imagined beforehand was nothing like the soft, chiming bells that issued from her mouth. Her voice had a somewhat familiar ring to it, but all in all it was a beautiful sound.

The person was still staring at Kakarot, as if unable to believe what she seeing. Her long red tail was flicking slowly in apparent confusion and a hint of distrust was evident on her face.

"My name's Kakarot," Kakarot said, studying the person's face carefully, "Who are you?"

"You're…" the person began, trailing off in disbelief, "but...you can't be…"

Kakarot tilted his head slowly, standing up and walking towards the bed, sitting a good four or five feet away from her.

"What's the matter? You look like you've seen a ghost," he ignored that the person hadn't told him who she was; he could be patient.

She stayed silent, her eyes almost anxious. He watched as her eyes swarmed with emotions. It was amazing how expressive those glided eyes could be and despite her visage being fierce and feral in all aspects, the way she bit her lip when she was thinking was just adorable. Kakarot watched with fascinated forbearance, feeling he could honestly watch the person's face forever and never grow bored.

"Where am I?" the stranger asked after a while, meeting Kakarot's gaze warily.

Kakarot wasn't exactly sure what she meant. What building? What city? What country?

"You're in the royal city, south of the palace. This is my house, if you wanted to know."

The person shook her head frustratedly, her long black bangs tumbling down over her forehead.

"That doesn't help. Where? As in…" she broke off.

"What planet?" Kakarot supplied, "You're on Vegeta-sei in the west galaxy. Sidor star system."

The stranger's eyes widened further, and she stammered something before falling into a shocked silence.

"But," she said softly, "Vegeta said the planet was destroyed."

Kakarot perked with interest, "You know Vegeta?" He should've guessed. Who doesn't know Vegeta?

The persons tail thrashed in what could've been anxiety. Kakarot followed the appendages progress, then the person's last statement registered and something occurred to him.

"Are you saiyan?" he asked. He had assumed she wasn't at first. What kind of saiyan had red fur? Or any fur for that matter? Maybe she was some kind of hybrid.

The person blinked slowly, as if contemplating an answer.

"Yes I am," she said after a moment.

"What's your name?" He asked, maybe he'd actually get an answer this time.

"Rikku," the person said, "But the name I was born with was…" she fell quiet suddenly.

"What?" Kakarot pried, trying to meet the person named Rikku's gaze.

Gold eyes met green, and the person said one word so quietly it was barely a whisper.

"Kakarot."

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Maybe she shouldn't have said that. Rikku watched as Kakarot's green eyes widened to such a degree that they almost fell out of his head. She didn't how this situation was possible, but she had probably, but she had probably just complicated matters greatly. She was extremely confused. How did planet Vegeta still exist? Vegeta had said it had been blown to bits by Frieza decades ago. And how in the galaxies was she having a conversation with...herself? A much younger version of herself admittedly, she could tell that much in the smoothness of Kakarot's skin and the innocence of his emerald eyes. The lack of experience in Kakarot's gaze spoke of his youth; he hadn't seen or experienced any of what Rikku had. Not even close.

But then, did that make them the same person? Or did Kakarot simply share the same birth name? Well, it was possible for it to be an alternate reality as this was clearly a male version of herself, but there was only one way to find out. She couldn't very well ask, that would be lubricous.

While the blonde saiyan reeled, Rikku closed her eyes and carefully extended her senses, attempting to read Kakarot's mind. It shouldn't be hard since they were so similar, but she had rarely examined another's thoughts from a distance, usually she had to be in contact with the person or - like with Buu - literally in their head.

Kakarot's thoughts poured into her. The disbelief radiating from him was quickly discarded and Rikku felt for his memories. They were very different from Rikku's own. Well, he was a male but anyways, Kakarot had never been to Earth, probably never heard of it. He'd known Vegeta much of his life, since he was a very young child...and his family was still intact.

Rikku's eyes flew open in realization. They were the same person but from alternate realities. Kakarot's father was Bardock, his brother was Raditz...he'd been born on the same day as Broly, just like Rikku had been. Other memories flooded, proving the two people to actually be one. Third-class soldier, Super Saiyan, even many of his values were the same. His likes and dislikes, his morals, his secret desires and guilty pleasures, his love of freedom and life, his ideals of justice and fairness, the little quirks and attributes that made up his personality.

While their histories were very different, their identities were the same, just one female and one male.

How that was possible, Rikku had no clue.

"Y..you're Kakarot?" The blonde asked in obvious confusion.

Rikku allowed herself to smile, "No," she said shaking her head, "You're Kakarot. I'm Rikku. But somehow we just happen to be the same person, in male and female forms."

This seemed to confuse the saiyan even more.

"But...you don't even look like me," he said.

Rikku smirked, this could be interesting.

"Wanna bet?" she asked, lowering her power. Red fur receded, as did long black hair. She stopped when she reached her normal state, then, with a grunt of effort, snapped to level one of Super Saiyan. The only difference was she had two extra bangs on the sides of her face.

There was a short eternity of silence. Two blonde saiyans sat across from each other, green eyes looking up at green eyes in a silent exchange of information, golden tails flicking in unison. The only differences between them was the obvious height as Kakarot was way taller, the appendages and injuries marring Rikku, her gender of course, and experience and knowledge that would forever set them apart.

"How did you do that?" Kakarot asked eventually.

Rikku shrugged, wincing as her wounded shoulder throbbed in protest, "I just lowered my power."

"How? You're either a Super Saiyan or you aren't. You can't change it."

Rikku sighed and changed back to her fourth form, her red coat sprouting again and hair turning back to luscious black waves. She liked this form best, and judging from the spark of relief in Kakarot's eyes, he did too.

"Sure you can," Rikku said, "What, you mean to say you're a Super Saiyan all the time?"

"Well...yeah," Kakarot said, "Since I was five, I've always been like this." He paused and his verdant gaze swept over Rikku, as if studying her. "Why do you look...like that?" he asked eventually, "The fur and everything?"

"This is level four of Super Saiyan," Rikku explained. The form didn't require as much energy for her to reach anymore, so it had all but become her natural state. Even when she was unconscious, she'd stayed at this level.

"Level four?" Kakarot queried, "There's more than one?"

Rikku nodded, but her thoughts wandered. Something was still bothering her about this situation. How exactly had she gotten here?

"How," She began, "I mean...why am I here?"

Kakarot blinked, as if returning from being lost in thought, "I found you in the woods, unconscious on a tree branch. You were taken to the healers and patched up, and then I brought you here to rest."

Rikku tried to think back. She didn't remember that, but she'd been unconscious so she wasn't surprised...what had happened before that? She strained to remember but she was surprised she couldn't. She'd just woken up in this room. Nothing came before that except...being in Earth like she usually was. That was just weird on many levels.

And another thought dawned on her. Shouldn't she try to go back? But...wait...if Vegeta-sei still existed and everything was different here...wouldn't everything be even more different on Earth? Or, another unsettling thought, what if Earth didn't exist?

Author's Note: I hope you guys liked this chapter, and yes I cut it short because I didn't want this chapter to have THAT scene ;) quite yet. I'll try to post the next chapter either tomorrow or the day after, I promise. Leave reviews if you liked it and if you really want me to continue it. Thanks, see you guys later!