She sat on the couch in the living room and looked around. It was all so unfamiliar and strange. Bulma came back and gave her a towel, a blanket, one of her nightgowns, and a cup of fresh coffee. "Thanks," Ice said more politely and dried his hair. Bulma took off her wet clothes. “I'll take her to the bathroom for a moment.” Bulma said and grabbed the pile of wet laundry.

The Saiyajin just sat motionless, without clothes and without the slightest idea what to do next. Bulma smiled at it as Ice examined the nightgown. "You can put it on. I hope it suits you." Bulma left the living room. The young Saiyan pulled on her nightgown and snuggled into the warm blanket.

* You are all so kind to me. It was wrong to attack her like that. * she thought as she took the warm cup in her cold fingers. It was pleasant, that warm feeling she was feeling at the moment. * I'll apologize to you tomorrow.*

Bulma came back and sat next to Ice. "Why are you here?" she asked, taking a long sip of coffee. Ice looked into the black liquid in her cup and said quietly: "I wanted to get revenge for my mother and my grandfather's murderer. But, ... even more, my goal was ... to find out as much as possible about my father so that I would find him soon. ”Bulma eyed her. "But now ... I wanted to apologize to you guys. I'm sorry." Suddenly Bulma heard a soft SLIP and looked at the wrists of the Saiyajin. *A tear? * she thought and put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Ice looked up, her eyes filled with tears. "It's already forgiven. We all didn't know who you are and what your real intentions were." More and more tears rolled down her cheeks and she threw Bulma sobbing around her neck. "Sorry!" she sobbed and pressed herself searchingly against the earth woman. Bulma smiled and returned the hug."It will be all right."



After a few minutes, Ice had recovered and told Bulma this and that. "What's your real name, Ice?" She just looked at Bulma in astonishment. "Why?" "Vegeta said that you got a Saiyan name from your mother and I wanted to know it because Ice ... somehow sounds so cold to me." The addressed laughed briefly and looked out the window. It was still raining. At the same instant there was a flash of lightning. "Ocarina." she said, bathing in the light of lightning. “A beautiful name. What does it mean?” Ocarina shook her head slightly. "I don't know. There were no Saiyajins on Freezer 79 except for Father, Raditz and Nappa. But I was never allowed to talk to them. Grandfather always forbade me to. Just like having fun or loving feelings."

“So you were never really allowed to be a child, am I right?” Bulma was amazed when the answer was a short nod. "I always had to be strong from the start. I shouldn't be a wimp, he always said.I never knew what love was "It thundered outside and she looked out. It was raining harder and harder. The drops pelted hard on the windows and on the roof of the house. Ocarina looked at Bulma." May I stay here for the night? "Bulma shook her head." Are you still asking? "She said and put the cup down. She took Ocarina's hand and led her to her guest room.



The next morning Vegeta woke up early and looked beside him. Bulma lay next to him and was still sound asleep. * Let them sleep! * he said to himself and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Sighing, she turned around without waking up. The Saiyan smiled and quietly crept out of the bedroom. * Morning practice, ... I'm coming! * he was happy and stepped to the gravity room.

Once there, he adjusted gravity from outside. * 500G? No, 600G this morning. Might be enough * he thought to himself as he typed in gravity. Everything confirmed, the morning training could begin.



It was already 10:00 when Vegeta came out of the gravity room and took a shower. 4 hours of training at 600G were tough for him and he enjoyed the warm water that ran off his body and pampered him. He groaned in relief and shook his head. "That's good," he managed to muffled. The question of her real name still tormented him. * What name did you give her, Rashun? * he thought and turned off the water. He grabbed his towel, dried himself off, and wrapped it around his waist. He then stepped into his room, grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and changed. His stomach growled. "Hopefully she made breakfast. I'm hungry." he grumbled and went straight to the kitchen.

It smelled lovely. Fresh rolls, toast, eggs and coffee. Vegeta inhaled this pleasant smell and his mouth was already watering. But when the kitchen entered, the table was not yet set.He got angry. "Hey woman!" he shouted and looked reproachfully at Bulma, who was putting two more slices of white bread in the toaster. “I'm hungry!” “Unfortunately, you have to be patient. After all, there are eleven of us. And making breakfast so that everyone can enjoy it takes time,” she said calmly, stepping over to the rolls and putting them in one Bowl.

Angry and with a growling stomach, he sat down at the kitchen table and drummed his fingers on the table. "Damn it!" he thought aloud. “I would love to know what the Saiyan name of Ice is.” Bulma grinned, took the bun bowl and placed it next to her partner. All she said was, “Ocarina.” Vegeta looked at her. "What did you say?" "Her name is Ocarina!" repeated Bulma and grinned at him thoughtfully. "Ocarina. Translated, that means: FLASH OF LIGHT," he said thoughtfully. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you know?" "Well, yes. She told me yesterday."

"Aha. So you want to tell me that she came here yesterday, had coffee with you and gave you her name?Ha! You can only laugh about it! "" But that's exactly how it happened. She even asked if she could stay here, "explained Bulma, while she brought the pancakes into the dining room. Vegeta caught her breath." You mean, she's still here ?! "he shouted." Yes! "Came one clear answer back. Vegeta giggled. "And you want me to believe you? "

Suddenly he was grabbed by the back of the neck and slightly choked. Ocarina stood behind him, grinning. "But you'd better believe it, father!" she laughed and let go of him. Vegeta coughed and turned around. She really stood behind him, smiling friendly and as enchantingly beautiful as her birth mother. "O ... Ocarina!" he managed, puzzled. “A simple 'Good morning!' Would have done it too.” She grinned all over her face and pressed a kiss on his cheek. "Good morning, father!" she said and sat down on a stool next to him. Vegeta blushed slightly and gave her a startled look. "What was that supposed to be?"

"Well, a good morning kiss! Does Bulma never give you one?" Vegeta shook his head. She let out a thoughtful "Mh!" and added: "Then I would have to tell her that." Vegeta called, jumping up and blushing even more.



Suddenly they heard a loud scream behind them. Chichi and Gohan stood trembling in the doorway, Videl had clung to Gohan and Goku just looked puzzled. They were all staring at Ocarina. "It's already back!" Chichi screeched and was about to faint again. "No, no! Let me explain!" Vegeta called and stood protectively in front of his daughter. “She came here to apologize. I've already forgiven her.” Ocarina got up and walked past her father. "I can defend myself well too," she said, taking a step forward. Everyone backed away. But the Saiyan stopped and bowed to them.
"I'm sorry. Sorry for my behavior before yesterday. I was almost blind with anger. Please forgive me." she said politely and got up again. Goku got up first and accepted her apology. "Forgive and forget everything," he said and scratched the back of his head with a broad grin (typically Kakarott ^ - ^). Bulma suddenly called from the dining room: "Breakfast is ready!" and everyone slowly walked over to her to finally enjoy her breakfast.



After this hearty breakfast, everyone stretched out in their seats. "Wonderful," sighed Ocarina. "I haven't had breakfast that good in a long time. Your cooking is really awesome, Bulma!" Son-Goku grinned. "You haven't tried her casserole yet. It's just divine!" he enthused and got dirty looks from his wife for it. Everyone laughed. Bulma got up and put the dishes together. "OK. We women do the dishes and the men go to exercise. As always, right?"

A loud "Yes!" back and the women grinned.

Except for ocarina. "I would rather train too." "Then go. Have fun with the bullies!" said Bulma with a wink. That made her smile and she went outside with the men.



The training lasted a long time until all the man (and woman) lay tired on their backs and stared at the sky. "Tell me," Trunks asked his older sister. “Couldn't you stay here forever?” She suddenly looked sad. She finally had a family who showed her love and affection and she couldn't bear to stay on a planet. "No, little brother," she said, brokenly.

"I can't stay here. The longing for space is too great. A Saiyajin usually doesn't last long on a planet except his home." Vegeta nodded in agreement. “Right.” Trunks considered. “For a few days at least?” Now she laughed.

"You can talk about it. My ship is completely screwed up and Bulma will surely have trouble with this thing." she said, imagining Bulma's face trying to fix this complex technology and giggling. Vegeta looked over at her. * She looks a lot like her mother. * he thought and smiled. He imagined Breezer's face again when she'd laughed at him. * The same dimples and the same pure giggle. Yes. You can tell who her mother is. *

"You, father?" asked Ocarina after a few minutes of silence. “What?” He looked at her and only heard her plead: “Please tell me something about mother. Please.” A happy smile played on his lips and he began to tell. Everyone listened attentively and was blown away.

"So Freezer has