before they left. Brief silence until they finally approached the door again. Then there was a faint, tentative knock.The sender didn't even wait for an answer and entered.


In black boxer shorts, the muscular torso bare, Vegeta stood under the door. "Are you still awake?"


Only now did Cal look up. She had sensed Vegeta's presence so much that she knew immediately what appearance he was. The tears glistened in her eyes as they made their way out into the open in vain. "What do you want?"


"I ..." He paused, hesitantly stepped completely into the room and closed the door behind him. "We need to talk."


“Talking?” A low, but all the more high-pitched scream came from her lips. "I've told you everything I have to say, don't think so, I'll take my words back!" she hissed over her knees. She could see Vegeta's eyes narrow with suppressed anger and was delighted with it. Yes, it seemed to widen itself to the sight of his helplessness and silent despair, as if it could get her little revenge, revenge for a life full of lies.

"No Cal, now it's your turn to listen, damn it! Do you think I only told you this to hurt you? Believe me, there are far more effective methods."


"You have to know!" she replied coldly and turned away from him.


"I know, I've done a lot that I'm not proud of. You can withhold my entire life from me, do what you want. But not now! You have a right to know the truth!"


"What truth? That my whole life has been a lie that you have threaded? I don't know anything, not even anything, that could make me listen to you !!"


Vegeta grinned slightly diabolically, he had her exactly where he wanted her now. At the vulnerable point he had too, pride! "If you wanted to, you would have thrown me out long ago. Come on, why don't you ?!"


Cal narrowed her eyes, showing the same expression her father used all too often.She realized that she had no other choice. She would have loved to throw him out on edge, but there is also the curiosity to find out everything about her life that until now had always remained hidden. But she would never admit this. "Speech!"


"Hmpf!" Vegeta made and pulled the desk chair he sat on so that the back stuck out in front of his chest. With a disgruntled look he crossed his arms on it. He looked appraisingly at his daughter, her hair, her eyes, everything reminded him of her - Kiana. “You're probably wondering why I'm only coming out with it now, why not earlier.” He began the conversation, his dark eyes turning away from her and staring nowhere. "Well there are two reasons, one reason is your father ... I mean ... Kira. He had known whose daughter you are and therefore forbade me to interact with you. Sure, I could have fought, after all you my daughter and I have a right to you.But then there was the thing with Bulma, Trunks and Bra. Trunks was only 7 at the time, Bra 3 and I was in love with Bulma, so to speak. I was afraid to put all that at risk, to disappoint her, God knows I've done that too often.


The second reason ... "He paused briefly, for a brief moment his gaze seemed to become clear again. It seemed as if he was only now realizing what he was doing. But whatever was going on in his head, he allowed it His gaze became absent again and he heard himself speak without being able to do anything about it. "Was I ... or rather, the feeling that Bulma withheld from me every time, even Trunks and Bra does it. They have no clue about it, I never told them much about my past, never about my experiences that made me who I am now. A proud super prince, as Bra always put it. I just thought it was better to keep you on Antares.The planet seemed safe to me ... I thought it would be the best for you, you would grow up on the planet that your mother loved so much. "He pushed around in front of him. His pride would never let her all his Expressed feelings, even if the outcome of this conversation was very important to him.


"I didn't mean to tell you, never if you hadn't suddenly shown up here with Trunks. I mean ... it was quite a thing to see you at school. I knew immediately that it was you, you could see yours Mother so damn similar .... I thought about it for a long time, too, until I came to the decision to keep it to myself. But then you came and ..... well .... you and Trunks should I do? watch my son fall in love with my daughter? "


“Oh stop it!” Cal's poisonous voice interrupted him. "As if you were only interested in the well-being of me and your son!"


Vegeta looked at her and a short smile played around his face, but it disappeared again immediately."You're right, that wasn't the only reason ..." He turned away from her eyes almost in a hurry and stared past her at the wall. "The main reason was the thing with Bra ..." he muttered softly, his hands clenching into fists again.


Cal looked up, frowned. "What has Bra got to do with it?"


Vegeta looked up, eyes contorted with anger. "It drives me crazy, I don't know where she is, whether she's okay, what she's doing and how that bastard treats her. I don't know anything, I just know that it was my fault. If I didn't have him then abandoned, if your mother were still alive and Bra would be safe in bed here and sleep peacefully. What an idiot I was ... "he muttered without sounding hypocritical. On the contrary, his tone of voice made it clear that pity would be the very last thing he needed now. "Then you came and I made up my mind. I had let Bra down, I didn't want to repeat the same mistake with you.At least I wanted to make up for the mistake you made. Your little friend was right, I should have taken care of you more, but what's over is over. I've always loved you, even if I haven't seen you afterwards, I have never forgotten you, in all these years I have thought of you every day !!


I can't take it back, now it's up to you what you think of it. "He growled, going back to his usual distance. In his mind he chastised himself to be a sentimental idiot, how did he get the idea to confess his life in front of everyone. Life on earth had changed him, Bra had him with him her cheerful manner changed like no other, his hardness softened and his pride less and less.


With that he got up without even looking at her. Only his eyes clearly reflected sadness. He hated himself for showing his feelings that way. It had to do with her, with women he loved.He showed them to Bra and also to Bulma. Only she had never seen Trunks and that was a good thing in his eyes. It would completely break his pride if his son saw him vulnerable.


"Father ..... wait ...." Cal's words were just a whisper, but could be clearly heard in the proud prince's ears. He had already pressed his hand on the doorknob, but stopped now. His heart was pounding as he slowly turned to face her. She smiled slightly and her blue hair sparkled in the light of the lamp.


"I'm sorry ..." she muttered, where you could clearly see how hard she had to bring herself to the words. "That was just too much, I mean ... my life was never easy with my brothers ... by passing the exam and now being a Guardian, I was able to prove to myself that I can do more than just cook and cleaning. "


Vegeta grinned in relief and stepped up to her. "I should have taken you with me back then if Kira hadn't intervened.On the other hand, you wouldn't have had a great future with me. I would have made you a callous warrior. Sometimes it's better to find out the big secret of your life late, believe me, because otherwise you would probably never have met the people who are close to you now. "


Cal sighed. "And now?" she asked a little haphazardly.


Vegeta shrugged his shoulders and said, hoping he could lighten the tense situation a little: "Don't know, in the funny series that Bra watches, father and daughter are always in each other's arms ..."


"So that's why you have this saying about the great secret of life." She said with a grin, her blue eyes lighting up brightly.


He smiled slightly. "No from various Bulma women's magazines ...."


Cal laughed, finally losing her composure and standing up. Now she had no reason to sit with her knees drawn up like a desperate girl. Her eyes showed two single tears as she approached her father step by step."Didn't even know you read something like that."


Vegeta smiled slightly and ran a cool brush through his black hair. "It helped a lot, didn't it. No one else could have done it better."


"No, not like you." And with that she threw all inhibitions overboard and threw herself into the strong arms of her father. Tears ran down her cheeks and dripped onto his bare chest. She felt his hand brushing her blue hair and patting her back soothingly. "Father ..." she uttered with sobs and pressed herself even closer to him, holding him as tightly as if she feared that she would lose him immediately if she didn't. Vegeta smiled over her shoulder as his eyes softened, as soft as only Bulma had ever seen. "My daughter ..." he whispered, thinking of Bra at the same time. He vowed to take her back, no matter what the cost. He wouldn't let her down, never, he'll fight to have both daughters with him.

They stood motionless for a long time until Vegeta heard a low sigh from Cal's mouth. Carefully he freed himself from the embrace and looked at her. She had closed her eyes, and must have fallen asleep in all the excitement. He carried her gently to her bed, laid her down and covered her, as he had often done with Bra. His eyes rested for a while on her chest, which rose and fell evenly under the thin blanket. He stroked her cheek carefully, kissed her forehead tenderly. Then he turned around and went back to his room, where Bulma was waiting for him with a smile. An hour ago his world had completely collapsed, with the reconciliation