Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Song for My Little Girl ❯ One-Shot

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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or any of the characters. The
song `A Song for Sky' belongs to Case from the album the `Open
Letter'.

AN: Hi all! It's me again. This fic deals with three different fathers
in three different stages of their daughter's lives. Beginning a
daddy's girl myself I thought this idea would make a really sweet fic
so let me know what you think. (That means read and review)

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You are my reason

Girl I sing this song for you

I love every thing about you

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song to you

I love every little thing about you

Sitting about you girl

And what you mean to me

And how long it took me to believe

How much you really changed my life

In your eyes I can see the sunshine

Girl I'm so happy you're all mine

You are the reason my sunshines

Why everything seems just fine

Your daddy's so proud of you

And all the little things you

Sometimes I ask my God why

He blessed me with you Sky

Just know that you were made for love

And give thanks above

As the nurse placed the small bundle in his arms, he was almost afraid
he'd hurt her. Krillin looked down at the tiny creature and his heart
filled with pride. This was his little girl! He had helped created
this sweet little being. He counted her little fingers. He looked into
her pretty blue eyes and touched the soft blond peach fuzz on top of
her head. She was perfect. Just like her mother. He looked over at his
wife. She was sitting on the bed with her hair disheveled (something
she normally would never allow) and her eyes tired yet happy. She
never looked more beautiful and he couldn't help but lean in and kiss
her. He returned his attention to his daughter who was sleeping
peacefully. She was so fragile. It was up to him to protect her from
the evils of this world and he would or die trying.

"Do you have a name for the baby?" the nurse asked innocently.

Krillin was stunned. He had already vowed to give his life for this
little girl and he didn't even know her name yet.

"We'll call her Marron," 18 said softly, glazing at her daughter.

"I don't think you want to do that. See I use to know-" Krillin
protested.

"I know. And you loved her very much. Bulma told me all about her," 18
said. " I know you'll love this Marron even more, but this time she'll
love you back."

Krillin smiled. His lovely wife never ceased to amaze him. She and his
little Marron were his purpose, his reason.

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song for you

I love every thing about you

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song to you

I love every little thing about you

I was walking `round lost for oh so long

Till a little lady came my way

And she made me say

That I love you

Oh God you should know

Cause now I'm whole

You're in my sole

All I do is think about you baby

You are the reason my sunshines

Why everything seems just fine

Your daddy's so proud of you

And all the little things you

Sometimes I ask my God why

He blessed me with you Sky

Just know that you were made for love

And give thanks above

"Don't worry Dad. We'll be back by ten. I promise."

Gohan hesitantly put the car keys in Pan's hand. "Drive carefully."

"I will Dad," Pan said obediently.

"And I want only you, Marron and Bra in the car, understand? No boys."

"Of course not, Daddy," Pan said sweetly as she lightly kissed her
father on the cheek.

Gohan frowned. She only called him `daddy' when she thought she was
getting away with something. He followed his daughter to the door and
watched her climb behind the wheel of the car. Funny, he was never
this worried about her she was off fighting all kinds of evil. But
maybe that was because he knew he and her grandfather would never let
her come to harm in a serious fight, but who would protect her while
she was out in the city streets.

"You know, if you keep frowning like that your face might stick that
way."

Gohan looked back and found his wife standing behind him. She walked
over and stood beside him.

"She'll be just fine. She always is."

He knew she was trying to make him feel better, but he didn't want to
feel better. He wanted his little girl back. When Pan was little she
wouldn't go anywhere without him. She would often say `I want to be
just like my dad.' Now most of the time she didn't even tell him she
was leaving let alone where she was going.

She had grown up to be a beautiful woman. Just like her mother. He had
known that the boys would eventually come, he just hadn't known they
would come so soon. He resented the fact that soon one of them would
come and take his place in her heart. It just wasn't fair.

Videl sighed at the look in her husband's eyes. `Looks like I'll be
going to bed alone again." She patted Gohan's arm. "I'll fix you
something for your wait," she said heading towards the kitchen.

Gohan smiled. His wife knew him too well.

Pan got home at ten o'clock on the dot. She walked into the den and
smiled at what she saw. She had known he would be there. He looked as
though he had fallen asleep watching TV. He always tired to cover the
fact that he waited for her by saying he was watching TV. `Funny how
he never watches TV when I'm home,' she thought with a smile. Pan
walked over to the sofa and picked up the blanket lying there (her
mother always left one on the nights she went out). She draped over
her father's sleeping form. She kissed him softly then headed up to
her room.

You're in my prayers every night

Asking God to keep you

Safe in His arms it's all right

Pretty little mamma

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song for you

I love every thing about you

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song to you

I love every little thing about you

You are the reason my sunshines

Why everything seems just fine

Your daddy's so proud of you

And all the little things you

Sometimes I ask my God why

He blessed me with you Sky

Just know that you were made for love

And give thanks above

Vegeta tugged at the rope around his neck that the woman called a tie.
He looked himself over in the mirror. `It's a good thing I'm so
handsome. Otherwise I'd look like an idiot in this penguin suit,' he
thought. Bulma was the only other person who had ever been able to
talk him into one of these. But then again the girl was just like her
mother. `Daddy you have to wear a tux. Every other man in the wedding
party is. Even Trunks,' she had wailed. Vegeta had learned early in
her life that it was no fun arguing with her because she always won.
So in defeat, he had let the woman take his measurements as he gave
his son the evil eye. He really couldn't blame Trunks. Since the day
she had been born she had always gotten her way. Her brother adored
her and her mother fawned over her. And him? Well, she had always had
him wrapped around her little finger. All this wasn't the problem. The
problem was that she knew it. Vegeta would never say it out loud, but
out of the four of them she had been the master of the house.

Vegeta shook his head at the memories of his little blue haired child.
Bra running across the yard. Bra conning her mother out of a cookie.
Bra running to him after he left the gravity room for the day. Bra
begging Trunks until he took her to the mall in his new car. He gave
his jacket one last tug as he left the room and headed down the hall.

As he walked he thought about when he had first heard she was getting
married. He had felt pure hatred toward the man who was taking his
little girl away. When he had heard who the man was he had wanted to
break something or someone. What was it about Kakarot's off springs
that attracted his children so? First, Trunks had wedded Gohan's brat
and now Bra wanted to bond with Kakarot's second born.

He had thought he had found a way out of all this when his mate had
told him he had to give away the bride. He had happily told her no.
There was no way in Hell he was going to give his little girl to
anyone. She was his and would remain so. Bulma had refused to talk to
him for the rest of the day, which had suited him just fine. It was at
dinner that night when he given in. Bra had spoken so happily of her
future life as Goten's wife that it had almost made Vegeta physically
sick. He just couldn't bring himself to crush all her happiness. When
Bulma had started to tell Bra about his refusal, he had interrupted
her by saying that he hoped Goten could afford her shopping bills. Bra
had frowned at her father and Bulma had smiled approvingly. She had
known what he was giving up with that statement.

Vegeta reached the Bridal Suite and walked in unannounced. He was awed
by what he saw inside. Bra stood near a mirror in a long flowing white
gown. Her hair was up in curls with some kind of glitter in it that
made it sparkle. It was all topped off by a long veil attached to a
diamond tiara. `The perfect crown for the perfect Saiyin princess,'
Vegeta thought.

When Bra noticed her father, she lowered her long lashes. "Hi Daddy,"
she said shyly.

Bulma stopped fusing with Bra's veil and walked over to her husband.
`She gets more beautiful with each passing year,' Vegeta thought as he
watched his mate.

Bulma stopped at her husband's side and kissed his cheek. She turned
back to her daughter and said, "Doesn't she look beautiful?"

Bra blushed and Vegeta smiled. A real smile not a smirk.

Bulma's eyes began to water and Vegeta knew it was time to get her
away from her daughter.

"They're about to start, Woman. You'd better go and take your seat."

Bulma nodded and walked over and kissed Bra lightly and the cheek,
making sure not to get any lipstick on her. Then she left the room
before she broke down in tears.

Vegeta stared at Bra and was amazed. Even though he would always see
her as the little girl she had been, nothing would change the fact
that she was a woman now. She had always been his to protect and now
that she was an adult, she wanted him to hand that torch over to
someone else. Even though it physically hurt him to even think about
doing it, he would give his little girl anything she wanted.

He offered her his arm and she took it. They left the suite and headed
towards the chapel. They stood at the entrance as the wedding march
began. Just before they started down the aisle she whispered, "I love
you, Daddy." He looked down at her and smiled.

Goten stood at the altar, his eyes glued to his wife-to-be. Trunks
stood next to him as best man. He smiled affectionately at his little
sister.

When they reached the altar, Vegeta handed Bra over to Goten and then
took his seat next to Bulma. He watched as Goten stared at his
daughter as though she was the most precious thing he had ever seen
and he began to get angry. What gave the boy the right to look at his
daughter that way? Then he remembered that he was the one who given
him the right and all he could feel was sadness. It was then that he
felt a hand grab his. He looked down to find his mate's fragile hand
in his. She smiled at him and gave his hand a comforting squeeze. She
then turned back to the service and wiped away the tear running down
her cheek. She knew how protective Vegeta was over Bra and she knew
how much it had cost him to give her to Goten. It made her very proud
of her husband.

Vegeta held Bulma hand a little tighter as Bra's new husband kissed
her soundly. He stood with rest of the audience as they clapped for
young couple. They began to walk up the aisle, but Bra stopped and
hugged her mother then she kissed her fathers cheek. "Thank you,
Daddy," was all she said. Vegeta touched her face affectionately, then
cleared he's throat.

"Go on girl. Your husband is waiting for you."

Bra smiled then turned and walked down the aisle with Goten.

Vegeta watched her walk out the chapel door and he knew he'd done the
right thing for his little girl.

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song for you

I love every thing about you

You are my reason

Girl I sing this song to you

I love every little thing about you . . .