A Saiyan Sized Secret

A/N- This is a story that I've been wishing to start working on for quite a while now, I just can't wait to see what you all have to say about it. I've seen several versions where Vegeta is the one they change to female, but Goku...now that one I haven't. So I thought what the heck, why don't I try it...can't hurt right?

Guess I'll see if I was wrong or not won't I?

Disclaimer- I don't own Dragon Ball Z, but I do own this story idea. I wish they had at least one Super Saiyan female in the series, it would have been nice. So that is where this story comes in.

'Thoughts'

One more thing, this may seem weird, but the prologue is going to be written a bit differently. With a more third-person aspect to it, I hope it is alright.

Enjoy the story!

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Prologue:

Birth of a Legend

Time was running out.

That was the main thoughts in the forefront of the mind of the only occupant of the darkened room with flashing lights. This room contained several computers and high tech machinery, they filled the room with loud noises and a rather strong heat had settled around the room.

Panting from the pure effort of staying upright the person, a woman named Raimu, continued typing away at the keyboard of the computer before her. She had spent the last couple of hours programming and re-programming several of the computers main systems.

It was imperative that she finish and soon, for the child that she now carried was ready to be born into the world. Into her world. A world filled with things, that if she didn't finish, her child would never get to see.

Her world was in danger of being destroyed by an evil tyrant, Lord Frieza. The bastard spawn of King Cold, a creature that had been using her race to win him over half the galaxy. It was a task that her kind had taken to easily, for it was in their blood to fight and conquer. She knew one day soon he would destroy them all, for they were a threat to him. It was inevitable.

She was one of the mighty Saiyan race, known by many as intergalactic pirates. But she knew better, they had been given no other choice, or chance to change what they did for a living. And under their current ruler, King Vegeta, Raimu knew that was not soon to change.

This was yet another reason that she was now committing treason. Every child born in their society was supposed to be tested for a power level at birth and they were sent out to conquer a planet. This was their training to become just as cold hearted as most of their ranks.

It would pit them against the planets inhabitants, forcing them to kill and clear the planet of all life. If they succeeded then they were reclaimed and sent to join a group of Saiyan warriors. But if they didn't, they were put to use in other ways.

But Raimu had a different upbringing. And it was all because of the same blasted thing, her power level at birth. She had been born with the strongest power level any Saiyan female had ever had, which had singled her out as the perfect mate for the current king. After she had been properly educated.

She had been set aside and had been educated in things other than fighting, such as computers, genetics, philosophy, and several languages. She had been educated on several planets and by several people.

This had taught her something most saiyans never learned, it had given her a glimpse at a life outside the evil her kind were well known for. She wished to share this with others and that had caused her to fall from King Vegeta's favor.

When he had found out that she was trying to re-educate some of the other younger saiyans, he had her brought before him to take her place at his side. But she had refused him and his advances, which had lead to her being forced into their planets breeding program.

If the king couldn't have her as his, he would breed a stronger female. At least that was his intention, but she still refused to participate. Which incurred his next action, he had her tortured and starved. Locked away until her will broke and break it eventually did. But not for the reason the king had come to believe.

She had fallen in love. While stuck inside her cell she was approached by three males, one was the king. The second was the one who was attempting to break her and the last, the last was a Saiyan who was her jailer and guard. Bardock.

It was with the last that she had slowly but surely fallen for. The first four years she was in there, he had seemed aloof and unapproachable, but something about him had drawn her eye. It wasn't until much later that she had finally figured out what it was.

By the sixth year of her imprisonment, King Vegeta had produced a male heir which he named after himself. As if to mock her, for the next ten years King Vegeta brought his son to her cell, allowing the boy to see her. But she still didn't give in until one day, nineteen years after being locked away, when something changed.

Bardock was late bringing her the evening meal and when her meal was finally delivered, it wasn't Bardock but a different male. She had hissed when the male attempted to touch her and he had laughed, saying that his father was right and that she was stubborn.

That had caught her interest and after a quick inquiry, she found that the male before her was called Radditz and that Bardock was his father. And that he was a product of their breeding program and that was why Bardock wasn't there. He was with a female at that moment.

That had been the blow to break her resolve. She knew there was no other chance for her to be with her beloved, except in the breeding program. Even King Vegeta couldn't deny her one night with Bardock.

Six months after being released, she finally was given her chance. And it had been glorious, a night that she would never forget. It was the memory of that night that had her pausing briefly in her programming as well as the wetness soaking her lower regions. It seemed the time had come.

Her child, hers and Bardocks, was ready to be born and not a moment too soon. As alarms started going off around her, the intercom came alive with inquiries which she quickly answered before sealing off the room so she would have no interruptions.

Raimu then moved over to the birthing table and after administering an injection into herself, she spent the next thirty minutes bearing down as she went through the wonders of birth. And finally brought a female into the world.

She couldn't believe it as she cradled her child, cleaning her up and smiling sadly at her hair when it was revealed. All Saiyan children were born with a full head of hair, hair that never changed during their entire life. And her daughter had her father's hair, which only further proved that she was Bardock's daughter.

Moving quickly Raimu pulled the machine that tested power levels over and placed her child inside, as she turned it on she silently prayed her daughter had inferior power. If she was a third class, she would be ignored and sent to a planet to prove herself.

Raimu's position would allow her to keep close tabs on her daughter and when she finally returned to planet Vegeta, she would be able to teach her and save her from her life as a mindless slave to the king.

When the machine beeped, having concluded its reading, Raimu looked at the results and felt her heart stutter to a halt. It was impossible; her daughter had a higher power level than herself. Which would ensure only one fate for her, she would become prince Vegeta's chosen female and this time, and she knew King Vegeta would do whatever it took to make that a reality.

Cursing every god and deity she could think of, Raimu knew that she would now have to alter even more of the computer's data. Something that she turned to do, when her daughter cried out.

Scooping her up and holding her close so that she could feed, Raimu moved to the computer, not even bothering to change from her soiled clothing. There was no time, she had another half-hour tops before she would have company.

Wincing as she felt her child nip her nipple as she latched onto a breast, Raimu got to work. Her fingers flew across the keypad as she altered the data that the computer recorded when it took the power assessment.

She then altered the data referring to the sex of her child, she knew this would ensure that any interest King Vegeta had in her child would be lost. He wasn't interested in males, especially one with an inferior power level.

As soon as this data was programmed into the computer, Raimu took her daughter over to one of the Saiyan pods. Next to it was another Saiyan child, one that was sleeping soundly. Her child and this one were the only one's born this day, so they would be sent out together.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled her daughter away from her breast and ignoring her wailing cries, placed her within the pod. The computer beeped and the hatch closed as Raimu stepped back. Her daughter was still screaming at the top of her lungs, something that made Raimu both happy and sad.

Moving back to the computer, she continued to type until she came to the final entry. Her child's name. Remembering it had to be a male's name, she thought for a moment before typing in, Kakarrot. Then she collapsed back into the chair as the computer added her child's information to their breeding database and history banks. Her work was finally done.

And in exactly five minutes her daughter would be launched out into the great void of space to face her future. She just hoped that the world she had chosen would give her the freedom she needed to grow up free of their kind's mentality.

Moments later, as she expected, the doors behind her opened and in walked three other saiyans. One female and two male, all lower level saiyans given this job to keep them out of the way. Not to mention keep an eye on her.

When they saw the blood and liquid from her birth they demanded why they weren't called in to assist. But Raimu responded in the way she usually did, she told them they weren't needed and that the child as well as the other one were ready to launch.

Because they had grown used to her behavior and because of their own inferiority to her power level, they didn't argue. They just went about cleaning up and inquiring about her child. Raimu answered noncommittally and commanded one of them to fetch her new clothes, which they set off to do immediately.

The computer beeped, asking for the final go ahead on prelaunch procedure. Leaning over, Raimu pressed the button to approve it. As she did this the female next to her asked if she needed to rest but Raimu ignored her.

Although she was exhausted from the birth and re-programming the computer system, she was determined to not leave until her daughter was blasted out into space. And so she waited, occasionally correcting or answering questions from her fellows, but her eyes never left her daughter's pod.

Not even as she changed, not caring if the males saw her, her focus was upon her daughter only. She wanted everything to go right and wasn't willing to leave anything up to chance. And so time ticked by, until the computer began beeping again, this time as the countdown began.

And when the countdown was to the last second before blastoff, King Vegeta burst into the room; he demanded the launch be stopped. But Raimu just smiled to herself as the pods took off, countermanding the king's order. It was too late, he had been too late. Her child's secret was safe.

Closing her eyes as she finally gave into her exhaustion, Raimu had one final thought before she lost consciousness.

'Be strong and grow with grace my daughter, my Kakarrot.'

A/N- There we are that is the end of the prologue. I think it turned out well...I really do. ^^

Anyway, just to let you know I wanted to stick as close to the original storyline as possible, while changing a few little details to suit my needs. And as such, I kept to Akira Toriyama's idea of using the names of vegetables for his saiyans. So I decided, the males would be veggies, while the females would be fruit.

So came the name Raimu, it means Lime. And I think it works well for Goku's mother. And she will be appearing again, hence why she needed a name.

May the Fluff Be With You.

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