The Hidden Princess: A Dragonball Fanfiction

Chapter 1

The darkness of night cloaked the Son household as the moon hung lazily in the sky, casting long shadows across the quiet suburbs. Goten, the high school heartthrob but a notorious hater of early mornings, was jolted from his slumber by an incessant knocking on the front door.

"Who in the world could be banging on the door at this ungodly hour?" Goten grumbled to himself as he stumbled out of bed, his messy black hair sticking up in all directions like a disgruntled porcupine.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Goten trudged down the stairs, each step a protest against the intrusion of his precious sleep. With a groan, he swung open the door, expecting to find some overzealous salesman or lost neighbor.

Instead, he was greeted by the ethereal presence of Vados, the angel attendant to Lord Champa of Universe 6, standing alongside a strikingly beautiful woman with radiant purple eyes and curves that could make even the most stoic warrior weak in the knees.

"Um, hi?" Goten blinked, utterly dumbfounded by the unexpected visitors.

Vados offered a serene smile. "Good morning, Goten. I hope we're not disturbing you too much."

Goten blinked again, struggling to process the surreal scene unfolding before him. "Disturbing me? Nah, it's cool. Just a casual 4 AM wake-up call. No big deal."

The mysterious woman beside Vados stepped forward, her presence commanding attention despite the early hour. "I am Solana, of planet Sadala of Universe 6 and a saiyan princess in search of training."

Goten's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, did you say saiyan princess?"

Solana nodded, her expression serious yet tinged with a hint of mischief. "Indeed. And I've come seeking the legendary strength of Goku, as witnessed during the Tournament of Power."

At the mention of his father, Goten's mind finally began to catch up with the situation. "Oh, so you're here to train with Dad? That's kinda cool, I guess."

Goku, overhearing the mention of his name from the hallway, appeared behind Goten with his trademark grin. "Hey there! What's all the fuss about?"

Vados explained the situation, and Goku's eyes lit up with excitement. "Training a saiyan princess? Count me in! This is gonna be so fun. Man, where do I even start..." Goku began to mumble to himself as he walked furthur into the house.

Goten couldn't help but roll his eyes at his father's lack of hospitality. "You may come in."

As the dawn began to break, Chichi emerged from the depths of the house, her curiosity piqued by the presence of their otherworldly guests. "Well, well, what do we have here?"

Solana greeted Chichi with a warm smile, her regal demeanor softened by genuine warmth. "Hello, Mrs. Son. I look forward to getting to know you and your family during my stay."

The Son household became deadly silent after Solana said those words.

Suddenly, Chichi's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, it's been ages since we've had a houseguest! We'll have to take you shopping, dear. You can't go around in that... um, outfit."

Solana glanced down at her princess attire, realizing for the first time her lack of suitable civilian clothing. "Ah, yes, that would be most appreciated."

Before bidding farewell, Vados pulled Goten aside, her expression serious. "Goten, I entrust you with the safety of Princess Solana during her stay. She may face dangers beyond her imagination, and I believe your protection will be invaluable."

Goten scratched his head, baffled by the sudden responsibility thrust upon him. "Uh, sure, I guess. But why me?"

Vados offered him a cryptic smile. "Sometimes, destiny chooses the most unexpected guardians."

With a swirl of her staff, Vados vanished into the early morning mist, leaving Goten to ponder the mysteries of the universe in the company of a Saiyan princess and his perpetually enthusiastic father.

As Chichi ushered him to his bedroom to get ready for school, Goten couldn't shake the feeling that his senior year was about to become a lot more interesting... whether he liked it or not.

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