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The Lost Saiyan	By : Akira Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 2587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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*6 Months Later*
"Vegeta!"

Fidella shouted, chasing after the Saiyan.

"Where are you going?"
"To train."

He growled.

"Stay! It's Fathers birthday. We are to announce our engagement tonight!"
"I'm not interested."

Vegeta never looked back at the woman as he entered the ship that Bulma had built for him. He turned up the dial on the Gravity Meter.

"If you don't want to be crushed, I would leave before I turn this on."
"Vegeta..."

Tears swelled in her grey eyes.

"What about tonight? Our engagement announcement."
"I told you, Woman!"

He shouted.

"I'm not interested!"
"So, we will get married in secret then?"

She folded her arms at him, angrily.

"Why wait then? Why not just go get married right now?"
"Is that what I have to do to shut you up?"

He glared at her.

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"Ahh!"

Giana screamed as she fell backwards into the pool. She gasped as her head came up.
"Sorry! My fault!"

Piccolo laughed.
"You dropped me!"

She giggled.

"Am I that heavy?"
"Not at all! Let's try again!"

Piccolo steadied himself in the water as he waited for her. He held out his hands.

"Go!"

Giana jumped at him. He lifted her wet body out of the water and into the air. His arms shook as he struggled to keep a good grip on her. She charged up to take off into the air. Piccolo's hand slipped again and they both fell. She wrapped an arm around his neck as they emerged from the water. They both laughed.
"How am I supposed to learn to take off in the water if you keep dropping me?"

She poked him in the chest.
"I'm trying! You're slippery!"

He poked her back.

"It's your fault."

He grinned playfully.
"It's your fault!"

She poked him again.

"Stupid Namekian!"
"Stupid Saiyan!"

He flung her backwards and into the water.
She gasped as she popped back up.

"Jerk."

She grumbled.
"One more time and we will call it a day and go eat."

He said, promisingly, as he steadied himself for another impact. She rolled her eyes and let herself sink to the bottom.

"Go!"

He shouted again. Once more she flew at him. He caught her hips and lifted her into the air. She powered up. He gave her a gentle shove into the air as she caught wind and lifted out of his grip.

"There you go!"

He smiled up at her, proudly.

"You did it!"
"Smash!"

She yelled.
"Huh?"

Piccolo squinted at her, a bit confused.
Giana quickly powered down and let herself fall. She caught Piccolo by the shoulders as she tugged him under the water. He wrapped his large strong arm around her waist as they surfaced.

"Ass!"

He grunted.

She giggled. He pulled her to him.

"I should drown you for that!"

He glared at her, shoving his face close to hers...
"Do it!"

She taunted him, obviously not intimidated.

Her green eyes met his dark ones as she glared back at him. His expression turned soft as they examined each other. Streams of water trained down her face as she searched his eyes. He grinned at her, forcing her to smile back.
"I couldn't do that."

He muttered.

"What would I be without you?"
"Still boring."

She giggled, sarcasm thick in her voice.
"Now who is the 'jerk'?"

He raised an eyebrow at her.

She pressed her hands to the top of his head and shoved him under the water, before jumping out of the pool. She powered up and transformed. Her golden aura was blinding as Piccolo surfaced.

"I hate that you can dry off that easily."

His jealous tone made her laugh.
"It's exciting actually! No more hairdryers, towels, wet clothes. It's great!"

She smiled at him as he rose out of the water.
His feet touched the pavement in front of her. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders as she powered down.

"Let's get you something to eat."
"Good idea!"

She locked her arms around his waist as they made their way back to the patio where Goku was manning the grill.
"Chow time, kids! There are dry clothes laid out for you in Giana's room, Piccolo."

Bulma sat two bowls of food on the table.
"Come on. I'll walk you up."

She took Piccolo's hand and led him into the house.
Bulma looked back at Goku.

"You think she's finally moving on?"
"I don't know."

Goku shrugged.

"She seems to be happier when Piccolo is around. I just don't want her to rush into anything but, Piccolo is a great guy."

He sat a tray of hot meat on the table Gohan attacked his plate furiously.

"I think he knows that she misses Vegeta and always will."
"You think?"

Krillin sat next to Gohan.

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"This will look really good on you! Bulma has been shopping again!"

Giana giggled.
"This looks ridiculous."

Piccolo growled.
"Not even!"

She held it up to him. His eyes searched her face as she imagined how it would look on the man in front of her. She bit her lip as she studied him.
"Are you sure?"

He squinted at her.
"Yeah! You're already a handsome man, Piccolo."

She smiled up at him.

"You will look great in anything."
"Whatever you say."

He pulled off his wet top and pulled on the white button up that Bulma had gotten for him. He started to button the shirt. Giana's tiny fingers toyed with the buttons, fastening them as she moved down his chest and stomach. He watched her as she straightened his collar. Music blared through her open window from the back porch. His arm snuck around her waist as she adjusted the fabric. He pulled her to him.
"What are you doin'?"

She smiled.
"You still owe me a dance."

He smirked.
"I do."

She agreed, her fingers released the fabric and trailed down his chest.

"I haven't forgotten."
"Then, dance with me?"

He winked at her.
"If I have too."

She slid her arms up around his neck as they began to sway to the music. He spun her around before pulling her back to him. They both laughed. She leaned her head against his chest and let him move her. He rested his chin against the top of her head.

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Vegeta jumped as the ground under him rumbled. He soared into the air to see where the noise was coming from. A large fire-filled cloud rose into the sky.
"What is it?"

Fidella shouted, meeting him in the sky.
"I don't know. Stay here."

Vegeta followed the commotion. His feet hit the ground next to the king.

"What's going on?"

He yelled over the screams in the distance.
"We're under attack. We need your help, Vegeta."

The king's worried eyes met Vegeta's.

"I've instructed my general to man the armies but they could use another leader as he called for help from surrounding planets."
Vegeta nodded before darting back toward the armory.

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Piccolo grinned at the woman in his arms. He examined her as she let him move her. How did Vegeta not see it? How did he not notice how beautiful she truly was? Not only on the outside, the inside. She had a beautiful heart and soul. She was so pure. He held her closer. How could he leave her behind?

Piccolo and Giana had become very close in their time together. She captivated him. She clung to his every word as he tried his best to train her, although, sometimes it was more like her training him. Her perspective on life was an interesting one. Nothing in the universe was worth more than love and loyalty to her. She loved with everything she had and would stand by the side of her friends, even when faced with, what Piccolo thought, were impossible tasks.

He let his fingers slip into her dark curls as he tucked her hair behind her ears. She looked up at him with sparkling eyes. He smiled at her.

"You're something else, A."

He muttered.
"Is that good or bad?"

She giggled.
"Very good."

He answered quickly.
"You're pretty great yourself."

She leaned into his palm.

Her eyes studied him as his thumb brushed against her cheek. She sighed. The frown that swept over her face nearly broke Piccolo's heart.
"What's the matter?"

His lilac eyes examined her.
"Nothing."

She shook her head.

"I just..."

She toook a deep breath and let it out with a huff.

"Do you think you'll ever leave Earth, Piccolo?"
"Huh? Why would I do that?"

His eyebrows narrowed at her.
"I don't know."

She shrugged.

"Sometimes, people get bored of the same old things."
"How would I get bored with you here?"

He squinted at her.
"Piccolo..."

She raised an eyebrow at him.

"I'm serious."
"I'm not going anywhere."

Piccolo brushed his hand over her hair.

"You're stuck with me."

He grinned at her.

"No matter what, I'll be here for you. Without you, I'd be miserable. Do you understand me?"

His fingers grazed against the skin at her neck.

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"Goku!"

King Kai shouted, making the Saiyan jump and almost choke on his food.
"King Kai?"

He managed as he tried to swallow his food.
"Armenia needs you, Goku! They're under attack and need all of the help they can get! Get the Z fighters and go! There's no time to lose!"

King Kai shouted.
"Where?"

Goku jumped from the table.
"Armenia! 1206 2790 are the coordinates. They need your help Goku! Get the Z warriors and get going!"

He shouted again.
"I'm going King Kai!"

Goku looked around at his friends.

"Get ready guys! Time to go! The universe needs us!"

He jogged toward the house.

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

She shouted.

"Where are you going?"
"Armenia. 1206, 2790!"

He tugged open the glass door.
"Consider it ready!"

Bulma disappeared into the lab.
Goku ran up the stairs and banged on Giana's door.

"Let's go, babe! Time to shine!"
She yanked to door open.

"What?"
"Time to go!"

He smiled.

"Armenia needs us and we have to answer the call! We need you!"
"Armenia?"

Her eyebrows knitted together.
"Have you heard of it?"

Goku looked at her, confused.
"I think so..."

She bit her lip.

"But where?"
"They need our help, let's go!"

Goku shouted.
"A real battle?"

She smiled at him.
"A real battle."
Piccolo pulled the door open a little further.

"How are we going to get there?"
"Bulma is getting the ship ready now! Let's get dressed and get out of here."

Goku ran back down the hall.
Piccolo looked down at Giana as she smiled.

"Show 'em what ya got, A"
"Oh yeah."

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"Keep it together, clowns!"

Vegeta shouted, throwing a kai blast in the direction of the blue minions as they charged toward him.
"Vegeta! Sir! We have help on the way!"

An Armenian soldier saluted him.
"We don't need help!"

Vegeta growled.

"We need to get it together!"
The soldier nodded and disappeared into the crowd.

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Her body radiated as she tugged on her fighting garb. Her Saiyan armor sparkled as she buckled all of the buckles and tied all of the ties. She jogged out of the house and toward the awaiting ship. She climbed on and slid into the seat in between Piccolo and Goku.

"Nice armor."

Krillin smiled at her.
"Thanks."

She smiled back.

Golden plates covered her chest, back, and torso. Underneath was a blue, long sleeved shirt. Her legs were exposed from mid-thigh down, covered only by a short, armored, skirt. Piccolo smiled. Even in the face of battle, she was still mesmerizing. Her dark, tanned legs were glowing in the dimly lit ship. She took a deep breath and leaned her head against the head-rest of her seat.
"Relax."

Piccolo's fingers tangled into hers.

"I'll be right there with you."

She squeezed his hand. He could feel her body pulsing with excitement. It had obviously been a long time since her last "real battle." She almost couldn't contain herself.
Goku patted her leg as Gohan popped up on to his lap. Yamcha dropped into the seat behind her with a sigh. Bulma closed the door and locked it shut. She sat in the driver's seat and the ship started.

"Here we go!"

She giggled as the ship lifted off of the ground and rose into the sky.

"We will be there in no time!"

Her bubbly tone made Giana smile.
Giana closed her eyes, trying her best to calm herself. She was so excited that she was surprised she hadn't exploded! Her thumb traced Piccolo's knuckles as he held her hand tightly.
"Remember what I told you."

He shook her from her thoughts.

"Feel it. Be it."

She nodded.

"Take in, don't ignore your surroundings."

She nodded again.

"I can't wait to see you in action."

He smiled at her.
"Stay tuned."

She raised a playful eyebrow at her.
"We transform as soon as we step off of this ship, ok, A?"

Goku looked over at her.
"Of course."

She nodded.
"Krillin?"
Yeah?"

He leaned forward to hear his friend better.
"You and Yamcha stay with Gohan. You three will make a hell of a team."

Goku was always very encouraging.
Krillin, Yamcha, and Gohan nodded.

"You got it, Daddy!"

Gohan yelled.

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Vegeta wiped the red liquid from his face. His fist flew, socking a blue dragon-like, monster in the face. He let a kai blast fly, blowing the enemy to bits. Its flesh rained down, spraying Vegeta with more blood. His heart pounded as he swung again. His body pulsed. It felt good to be back in battle. With every punch, every blast, every ounce of enemy blood spilled, Vegeta could feel the icy rush of pleasure course through his veins. He smiled as he knocked the head off of another minion. He grunted with the next swing. He glanced around the battle field. Blood covered his army and the ground. This is where he belonged. He missed Giana but this felt right. Manning his own army and destroying the lives of anyone who challenged him. This was no place for a woman, anyway. If this is where he would choose to be, there would be no room for distractions and that was what she was. He chuckled to himself as he imagined what she would say if she saw him, covered in blood and smiling as he drained the lives of his enemies.

"Let's try to talk through it."

He mocked her, shoving his fist through the chest of a lizard-like man.

"Not everything has to be violent!"

He grunted, ripping out it's heart.

"Stupid woman. What a disgrace to all Saiyans."

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The doors to the ship opened. A man came running toward them.

"They are taking the city!"

He looked panicked.
"Relax."

Giana touched the man's shoulder.

"Which way?"
He pointed to the west with a shaking finger.
She nodded, looked back at Goku, and smiled.
"Ready for this?"

Goku smiled back.
"Oh yeah."

She glared at him.
"Let's go!"

Goku jogged out of the ship.
Giana jogged after him. She and Goku quickly transformed before kicking into the air. Piccolo watched her. His chest rose with pride.

"Stay here, Gohan. Get these people to safety."
"Sure thing, Mr. Piccolo."

The boy nodded.

"Come on guys!"

He motioned for Yamcha and Krillin before disappearing into the crowd of people.
Piccolo soared after her.
"Gross!"

She giggled, spotting an enemy in the distance.

"The look like slimy lizard-men!"
"They look nasty."

Goku made a disgusted face before letting a kai blast fly at the monster, blowing it to bits. Blood rained down on them.

"Great."

Goku looked at her.

"They're juicy."
Giana laughed before letting herself drop to the ground. She hit the ground running with Piccolo close behind. He watched her as her long hours of training showed. His body pulsed as he watched her. He tossed a few kai blasts around him, destroying the monsters that ran at him. She could feel Piccolo's eyes on her as she swung. She grunted as her foot swung.

"Piccolo!"
"Yeah?"

He shouted.
"Let's get deeper in."

She smiled at him.
"I'll show you dee..."

He began.
"I meant in the crowd!"

She laughed, popping a large blast at a group of monsters.
Though they had only been on the planet for a few minutes, she was already covered in blood. Piccolo raised an eyebrow at her. Her body pulsed, taking in an energy in the distance. Her back slammed against his. Her blonde hair was now red and drenched.

"Where is that coming from?"

She looked around.
"What?"

Piccolo glanced around the crowded streets.
Giana's body shook as the energy got closer. She let out a groan as it slowly consumed her. She blasted the minions around her, her back still against Piccolo's.

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Vegeta shivered at the power in the distance. Someone had arrived. He fought his way through the crowd, trying to find the power of the person he was connecting with. His body was drawn to the level in the distance. His body ached to be close to it.
Vegeta felt a fire rage inside of him as he got closer to the power.

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Giana's body reeled as the energy closed in on her. She shook as she swung. Her body seemed to release as the energy was now close enough for the two to feed each other.

Piccolo shot a blast at the minion that ran at Giana's back side. Something was distracting her. Piccolo let his eyes scan the crowd.
"You have to be kidding me."

His shoulders dropped.

"Stop!"

Piccolo shoved his fingers against Vegeta's chest.
"What are you doing here, Green Man?"

Vegeta taunted him.
"Helping. We were called to come help and we came. That's what people do when they care about the fate of their fellow inhabitants."

Piccolo stood in front of him.
"We don't need your help!"

Vegeta growled back.
"We?"

Piccolo squinted at him.
"Yes, 'we'! This is my army and the Armenians are my people!"

Vegeta shouted.
"Wow."

Piccolo laughed.
"What?"

Vegeta glared at him.
"Nothing. I've got it over here. Go back to your 'people'."

Piccolo taunted.
"I'm not going anywhere! I'm looking for something and when I find it..."

His tone turned.

"I will let you die here like the clown you are."
"What are you looking for?"

Piccolo glared back at him.
Piccolo jerked forward nearly slamming into Vegeta.

"Sorry!"

Giana laughed.
Piccolo grabbed her waist as he steadied her.

"Are you alright?"
"Yeah!"

She smiled up at him.

A blast behind her made her duck. Piccolo covered her head, doing his best to shield her from the concrete chunks raining down on them.
"Shit!"

Piccolo looked up.

"They have bombs."
"Not for long."

She smiled at him.
"What are you doing?"

He squinted at her.
"I'll be back."

She smiled a mischievous smile.
"Wait!"

He grabbed her arm. His worried eyes met hers.
"I'll be fine."

She smiled.

"Trust me."

She leaned in and kissed him softly on the cheek before kicking into the air and darting toward the large ship in the sky.
"A!"

He shouted.
"Did she just fucking kiss you?"

Vegeta could feel a familiar fire rise into his stomach.

"Kame help you if she just fucking kissed you!"
"Shut up, Vegeta."

Piccolo growled before soaring after her.
"Hey!"

Vegeta chased him.

"No one talks to me like that!"
"A!"

Piccolo weaved in and out of the falling bombs.
"Get back!"

She shouted, stopping in the air.
Goku flew to her side.

"Ready?"

He shouted over the blasts.
"Yeah!"

She held up her wrists.
Goku's wrists pressed to hers as they brought their arms to one side.

"KAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!"

They both shouted.

"MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"
"Get back!"

Piccolo shouted, grabbing Vegeta's arm and yanking him back.
"What?"

Vegeta jerked his arm from Piccolo's grasp.

"Don't touch me you green freak!"
"They are doing a joint Kamehameha, Vegeta!"

He looked up at Giana and Goku.

"Get out of the way!"
"HAAAAAAAAAAA-MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!"
"Move!"

Piccolo dove toward the ground.
"HAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Goku and Giana's arms flew forward, their palms pointed toward the ship that was now spewing bombs. A large blue light shot from their hands as they screamed in unison. The ship exploded and shards of metal poured from the sky. The minions dropped to the ground as their systems shut down with the ship.
Vegeta slammed to the ground as the blast radiated the sky, sending a shock wave through the air. The ground rumbled.
"I told you."

Piccolo grinned down at the prince as he rolled to his back. The Namekian turned his attention back to the sky.

"A?"

He shouted, looking around the crowd.

"A?"
"Piccolo."

Her soft voice was faint behind him.
He ran at her, catching her as her knees gave out. He fell to the ground with her, cushioning her fall.

"Are you alright?"

He brushed the hair from her forehead. He examined the cut at her waist.

"You're hurt."
"I'll be fine."

She managed a smiled.

"It's been a long time since I've used that much energy."
"You were amazing."

He smiled back at her, lifting her to her feet. He grabbed her by the waist as her legs shook under her. Her blood was now dripping down her armor. She pressed her gloved hand against the wound.
"Thank you."

She leaned into him.

"My legs feel like Jello."

She forced a giggle, still holding her side.
"Ana?"

A raspy voice behind her caught her attention.
She looked over her shoulder.

"Vegeta?"

Her sparkling eyes turned sad in an instant.
"You are what I felt."

Vegeta pushed himself to his knees.
"That was you?"

She looked at him, a little confused.
"You looked amazing out there, Ana."

Vegeta brushed himself off as he rose to his feet.
She released her hold on Piccolo and took a few weak steps, never taking her eyes off of Vegeta.

"I remember now."

She frowned.

"This is the planet your father talked about. This is where he found the princess. The girl more suitable for you, in his eyes, than I was.."
"Vegeta!"

A grey skinned woman threw her arms around the Saiyan prince.

"I was so scared! I couldn't find you and Father said he hadn't seen you!"

She kissed him before noticing the woman his eyes were locked on. She smiled at Giana and took her hand.

"Thank you so much for coming to our aide, brave warriors!"

She shook Piccolo's hand.

"You have no idea how much it means to my planet, to my father, the king, and to me and my fiancé."
"Wow."

Piccolo crossed his arms.
"It's nothing."

Giana answered the woman, never taking her eyes off of Vegeta's.
"I'm going to find Father. He wanted to know that you were alright."

She kissed him on the cheek and pushed her way through the crowd.
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