Ch. 29

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Nachi grumbled, stiffly crossing her arms as she sat in the plane uncomfortably next to her little brother and Goten.

She could've sat next to Gohan, but after what occurred last week between them, she'd rather get her tail sliced off than confront him.

It's not like she was totally in the wrong.

Not entirely.

She sighed as she sank into her seat, remembering the argument that transpired between the two Saiyans when Nachi had visited his family at Mount Paozu.

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Flashback

Nachi laid across the grass, her arms behind her head with one leg over the opposite knee as she stared into the clear skies.

It had been a while since she visited the Son family, so she set about her day and flew over to the familiar location. Of course, Chichi had greeted her eagerly into their home and fretted over her. Mainly whether she ate or not, knowing a Saiyan's appetite. She didn't turn down her offer in some of her delicious homemade lunch.

Goten acted a bit skittish around her. He was nice, and ever the polite boy that Chichi raised him to be. However, whenever Nachi tried starting a conversation with him, he'd stutter over his words and turn extremely red, never making eye contact with her.

Chichi looked amused at the sight. It seemed like the Saiyaness charmed both her boys, though one was more like a puppy crush.

Nachi exhaled, resting her eyes contently when she felt a shadow standing over her. She recognized the ki already. "Move. You're blocking the sun."

Gohan chuckled, moving to her side and taking a seat next to her with his hands behind, supporting his upper body. "You're not training today?"

"Eh..." She shrugged. "It's good to relax between days. I'm not a train-a-holic like my daddy. Besides, your mother fed me to the point where I actually feel bloated." She muttered, rubbing a hand on her belly.

Gohan laughed and nodded. "Mom's cooking always did fill me up than anything else." He looked down at her. "Do you think you're ready for the tournament?"

"I didn't want to enter it in the first place, but that demoness somehow convinced daddy," she rolled her eyes. "My guess is he'd want to beat your father in the tournament, which I have no doubt that he will win."

He raised a brow. "Vegeta's never really beaten my dad..."

She side-glanced him. "Is that so? And I suppose your father being paralyzed to the ground when we first arrived is not a victory?"

He tilted his head a bit. "Okay, so maybe that could have been a victory for your dad, but Vegeta never attempted to defeat him again in Namek."

Nachi narrowed her eyes. "Frieza was a much bigger threat than Goku. Of course he didn't do anything, moron. You really think my father is petty enough to let some rivalry get in the way of his life?"

Gohan sat up straighter. "To be fair, Vegeta made some foolish mistakes in the past. For example, he let Cell transform to his final form! Had he not done so, we would've taken care of him much quicker."

Nachi quickly stood up, glaring down at the half-breed. "Oh? And your father hasn't made any grave mistakes either? Need I remind you that he sent you out of all people to go down and defeat Cell on your own? With a senzu bean to fully recover him?! And let's not forget that he hasn't once visited your family in the last 7 years, yet he chose to visit as soon as a tournament was announced."

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