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The Lost Saiyan	By : Akira Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 2588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*2 Months Later*

"Now close your eyes."

Goku instructed.

"Feel that?"

He pressed Giana's hand to his chest.

"Feel that beat?"
She nodded.
"It's music. It's the music your body creates when you reach it. Find your rhythm and really feel it."

He let himself power down, fading back to his dark hair and black eyes.

"Now it's your turn."

He pushed her hand against her own chest.

"Now let it rise."
Vegeta sat quietly at the table, watching the pair. The ground around her began to vibrate. Her hair swirled with the wind and her scent caught his nose. He tried hard not to smile. Her hair flickered. Her aura burned.
"There it is!"

Goku smiled, keeping her hand against her chest.

"You've found it! Now, dance to your own music."

The Saiyan watched her intently as she tried hard. Maybe too hard?

Her power level soared. The ground shook. There was a loud pop as her body glowed.

"Easy!"

Goku shielded himself from the glass of a shattered strand of party lights above their heads.
"Sorry!"

She frowned, brushing him off.

"Dammit!"
"It's alright!"

He laughed.

"Try again! You were so close!"
She sighed and put her hands on her hips.

"I feel like such a failure!"

She shouted.
"Relax!"

Goku grabbed her shoulder.

"You can do this!"

His dark eyes shot toward Vegeta as he sat silent at the table.
Vegeta knew immediately what he wanted. He pushed himself from the table and slowly made his way to her. He took her hand and spun her around to him.

"You had it."

He managed, still chewing on a piece of food.

"Forget the 'music' bullshit."

He swallowed.

"Come here."

She looked at Goku over her shoulder as Vegeta pulled her body against his.

"Feel it. Feel where the power level needs to be and work on keeping it there."
Goku winked. He stepped back and folded his arms.
"Ready?"

Vegeta's warm breath swirled against the skin at her neck.

She nodded, wrapping her arms around him.

Electricity shot through her as his level began to rise. Chills covered her body. He began to grunt. He squeezed her tighter as his grunts became a shout. Her body seemed to soar as the ground around them violently shook. His golden aura surrounded them both.

"Feel that?" He growled against her ear.
"Yeah."

She breathed.
"This is where you need to be. This is the level you need to reach."

His deep raspy voice was even harsher.

"Reach this and maintain it. I know you can."
He let his level drop quickly almost dropping Giana with it. Her knees buckled under her as if she had fallen from the sky. Vegeta caught her. He gave her a mischievous smile as she steadied herself.

"Careful."

He muttered, quietly.

With that, he let her go and walked back to the table. She turned to look at Goku who was still standing behind her with a smile.

"Let's try again."

She smirked, confidently.
"Alright!"

Goku braced himself.

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"Yamcha leaned his head against the arm of the couch as he watched TV. His living room was littered with old beer bottles and last night's take-out... no... two days ago? No... Hell, he wasn't sure when, or at this point, what, it was from. He flipped through channels.

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in!"
"Hey."

Krillin said softly, looking around the trashed apartment.

"What in the hell happened here?"
Yamcha jumped from the couch.

"Nothing. Why?"
"It's a mess!"

Krillin looked at his best friend. His sad eyes cut through him. His hair was messier than usual. He clearly hadn't showered in weeks.

"Yamcha..."

His shoulders dropped.

"You look like hell."
"Yeah... Well..."

Yamcha shuffled around the apartment attempting to pick up.

"I feel like hell."

He tossed a half-empty carton of food into the bin.

"What do you want?"
"I... I just wanted to say that I'm sorry."

Krillin stuttered, watching his friend scramble to clean his mess.

"About everything. I should have had your back, even if I didn't agree with what you did."
"It's fine. I'm paying for it now."

He replied, coldly.
"It's been two months, brother. It's time to leave it behind, don't you think?"

Krillin picked up a few beer bottles.
"Leave it behind?"

Yamcha froze.

"Have you ever lost your entire world, Kril?"

He glared at the man.

"Have you ever done something really fucking stupid and lost the only thing in this shit-hole universe that ever made it worth fighting for?"
"No."

Krillin answered quietly.
"Then don't tell me to 'leave it behind.' It's not that fucking easy."

He growled.

"I love her, man."

Tears swelled in his dark eyes.

"I love her more than I can even explain and I fucked up. I fucked it up and I lost it all."

He dropped back on to the couch, he covered his face with his hands. His body shook.

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"Take a deep breath, Ana. You can do this."

Goku smiled at her.
"You can do it, A! Focus!"

Tien shouted from behind Vegeta.
"You go girl!"

Bulma cheered.
Giana looked over her shoulder at Vegeta. He gave her a taunting smile as he crossed his arms. He nodded. She nodded back. She looked back at Goku.
"Let's get this together."

He growled, still smiling at her.

"We will power up, together. Ready?"

He moved into stance.
She nodded, matching his pose. Her power level rose slowly. The ground around them vibrated. Piccolo sat on the table as it shook, hoping to keeping it from launching into the vortex Goku and Giana had created around themselves. Her hair flickered with Goku's.

"Here we go, Ana!"

Goku yelled as the wind whipped around them.
Vegeta leaned back in his chair.

"That's my girl."

He mumbled.

Piccolo smirked down at him.
Giana's body seemed to light on fire as she allowed herself to push past her own barriers and into the next dimension. Her body soared as it had when Vegeta held her. Chills covered her body. The tornado around them blocked out the world. Goku smiled at her as his eyes flickered green. "Focus." She told herself out loud. Goku nodded. She kept her eyes locked on his. The world seemed to light up around them.
"Now hold it!"

He shouted over the roar of the Earth and wind.
She exhaled and closed her eyes, straightening up her body and focusing on keeping her level up.
"A! You did it!"

Goku wrapped her into a hug.
"I did?"

Her eyes snapped open. A bright golden glow consumed her. She looked up at Goku. He had let his own level drop and his dark hair and eyes looked back at her.

"That glow is coming from me!"
"It is!"

He laughed.

"You've done it!"
"I did it!"

She jumped into Goku's arms, wrapping her legs around him.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the pair. Her power level surpassed them all, even Goku.

"She will be a ruthless ally."

Piccolo smiled.

"But, I'd hate to be her enemy."

He hopped off of the table and made his way over to her. She hugged him tight.

"Congratulations."

The Namekian smiled at her.
"This calls for a celebration!"

Goku shouted.

"Bulma?"
"I'm on it!"

She laughed, running inside to begin planning.
"No! You don't have to make a big fuss over me!"

Giana laughed.
"Forget about it, A! When there is a reason to celebrate, we do it."

Goku patted her on the back.

"You're the perfect reason."

He put his arm around her shoulders.

"Now, let's go make a food list!"
Vegeta watched her intently from across the table. Her smile brightened the cloudy day. She glanced over at him. He flashed her a smile. She winked at him before turning her attention back to Goku as they made their list. Her body seemed to glow, even out of transformation. He tried hard not to admit it but he was proud of her. More proud than he had ever been of anything. He folded his arms, leaning back in his seat. He looked down at the paperclip he twirled between his fingers, letting his mind wonder.

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"Take it easy."

Giana held him tight as he slowly made his way up the stairs.
"I'm fine!"

He grumbled as sweat poured down his face. Not because he was tired but because he was in so much pain. It was in that moment that he realized that denying the pain medications was a terrible idea.

"I can do this myself!"

He tried to shove her away.
"Fine then!"

She let him go and stepped away. He wobbled a bit before steadying himself on the railing of the stairs. His legs shook under him as he raised his foot to take a step. Giana caught him as he buckled.

"See? Stubborn ass! Just let me help you!"
"Only this once and if you tell anyone..."
"Yes! Yes! I know! You'll destroy my very existence..."

She mocked him.

"I know Vegeta. Now, let's get you up these stairs and into bed."
He glared at her.

"You aren't funny."
She laughed as they made their way up the stairs.

"Sure I am!"

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"I've called everyone I know!"

Bulma smiled from the doorway.

"Is seven o'clock ok?"
"Sure!"

Goku nodded.

"Go get changed, A! I'll get the food."
"K."

She pushed away from the table.

"Come on, Vegeta. You aren't wearing your armor to my party!"

She patted him on the back, shaking him from his thoughts. He stood from his chair.
"Wow, Vegeta!"

Goku raised a playful eyebrow at him.
"What now, Kakarot?"

Vegeta sighed.
"All she had to do was tap on your shoulder and you jumped up! I'm just pleasantly surprised. That's all."

Goku rubbed tha back of his neck.

"Well, see ya later!"

And he was gone.
Vegeta looked back at the Saiyan woman as she made her way through the doorway. He had gotten up when she told him too. He was no puppy! Why had he jumped at her call? What gave her the right to bark orders at him? What made her so powerful?

"Are you coming, Vegeta?"

She smiled from the doorway.
He sighed.

"Yes."

He jogged after her, disappointed in himself.

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"I'm sorry, man. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm just saying..."

Krillin tossed more bottles into the trash.

"You can't keep on like this. You'll kill yourself before it's all said and done with."
"Good idea."

Yamcha muttered.
"Hey!"

Krillin shouted. The other Z fighter froze.

"That's not funny! You're one of my best friends, Yamcha! Don't pretend like you're all alone in this."

He gave his friend a stern look.

"I don't agree with what you did and I can't support it but I can support you. I love you like a brother should and saying shit like that kills me."
"Sorry."

Yamcha shifted his gaze from his friend.

"I'm just..."
"You don't have to explain anything to me."

He interrupted.

"I won't pretend to understand but I will do my best. So, come on."

Krillin looked down at his phone.

"Look! There's a get together at Capsle Corp tonight. Get up, get in the shower, get dressed, and let's go!"
Yamcha sighed.

"Ana will be there."
"I know."

Krillin nodded.

"Maybe you can make peace and be friends?"
"Maybe."

Yamcha sighed.

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"What about this one?"

Giana pulled another shirt from Vegeta's closet. Bulma had obviously done his shopping. His closet was full of button ups, polos, slacks, and faded jeans. Not exactly Vegeta's style.
"It's orange! I don't want to look like Kakarot!"

He grumbled.
She sighed, hanging it back in his closet.

"This one? This would look great on you!"

She smiled, pulling out a black, collared, button up.
"You think so?"

He raised an annoyed eyebrow at her.
"Of course! It's black! It's dark, sexy..."

She held it up to him.

"mysterious."

She smiled at him playfully.
He groaned before yanking it out of her hand.

"Fine!"

He pulled his blue cotton shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Giana blushed as she examined him.

"If you say so."

His muscles were hard under his bronze skin. His body rippled. She bit her lip as her eyes followed the "V" shape that disappeared into his pants.

"So?"

He shrugged, startling her.
"Oh!"

She jumped.

"It looks great! Now for a nice pair of jeans."

She smiled, turning back to his closet.
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