"Vegeta!!!! Get in here!!! The people are here to fit you
for your tux!!!" Bulma yelled through Capsule Corp. The
Saiyan Prince grunted as he looked at his son.
"Remember, Tousan, _you_ asked _her_!" He laughed.
"Listen, boy, I don't need any of your smart mouth! Get back
to training!" He barked as he began to walk off toward the
house.
"Yes, sir!" Trunks threw him a salute and began to
train again. Just then, Pan came out of the back door carrying
their son.
"Trunks!! Listen, Saruku said his first word!!!" She
ran to him grinning from ear-to-ear.
"Saruku, what did you say!?" Trunks took him from Pan
and held up high.
"Vegeta!" Saruku said brightly.
"VEGETA!?!" Trunks sweatdropped.
"Yeah, isn't that a kick in the teeth?" Pan asked.
"Does Papa know?"
"No, I haven't told him yet. We won't be able to hold him
for a week after I do!" Pan laughed.
"Yeah, Papa really loves him," Trunks held the little
boy close to him.
"I think his daddy loves him, too," Pan said softly.
"I do, Panny. I'd die for him," Trunks said looking
down into Saruku's green eyes.
In one of the dressing rooms at Capsule Corp.
"Oh you look so handsome!" Bulma came up behind Vegeta
and looked at him in the mirror. He really did. She thought she'd
melt at the sight of him, but she couldn't let him see her fawn
over him like that. He'd never let her hear the end of it!
"This thing's too tight!!!" He growled as he tried to
adjust the collar. She smacked his hand away and laughed. 'Once a
Saiyan, always a Saiyan,' she laughed to herself.
"That blue training suit is tighter than that!" She
exclaimed as she began to loosen his tie.
"Oh, and how would you know?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, uh, you look good in your training suit," she
said in a low whisper. He looked damn fine in that training
suit-- she had always thought that. She had secretly made more
because she was afraid she'd never get to see him in it again
after he'd damaged the one he had.
"I do, huh?" He spun around and pulled her close to
him.
"Yeah," she bent her head down. He lifted her chin so
that their eyes met.
"You've never told me anything like that," he smiled
slightly. 'Maybe she does actually think I'm attractive.'
"I know. I didn't want to inflate your ego any more than it
already is," she smirked. He spun her so that she was facing
away from him and patted her bottom.
"Now, go tell those weaklings that I am finished so that
they can get me out of this!!"
"Vegeta!" Bulma turned around with fire in her eyes.
"Don't waste all that energy now. You'll need it for
later," he smirked evilly.
"Vegeta!!!! Oh," she blushed as she headed out of the
changing room to find the tailors.
Several hours later . . .
"Moshi-moshi, Capsule Corp.," Trunks answered the
phone.
"Trunks!"
"Hey Krillin!" Trunks smiled brightly.
"Krillin!?" Pan mouthed as she tried to feed Saruku.
"Listen, Juu and I want you and Pan to come over and bring
your new baby," he said laughing.
"Okay! Sure, we'll bring Saruku over!" Trunks winked to
his wife.
"They want us to bring over the baby!?" Pan whispered
loudly. Trunks nodded.
"Can you come over for dinner tonight?" Krillin asked.
"Dinner, tonight, Panny?" Trunks asked.
"Sure, how about you Saruku?" The mini-Super Saiyan
nodded and started dancing in his high chair.
"Tonight it is!" Trunks laughed.
"See you around seven, then," Krillin said.
"Bye!" Trunks exclaimed before hanging
"That certainly was a surprise!" Pan exclaimed.
"Yeah, but how are they going to react when they see
him?" Trunks asked looking at his son.
"I don't know, but they did ask."
"I know, but I don't want to upset them."
"I don't think we will," She said as she watched Saruku
spit out the strained carrots she had just fed him. "Saruku
Son Briefs!!! Look what you have done!" She went over to him
and began to wipe the carrots off him.
"Don't yell at him like that!" Vegeta commanded as he
walked into the kitchen. His stomach was rumbling and the tailors
had finally left after he threatened to blast them to Hell and
back.
"Vegeta!" Saruku exclaimed and held out his arms to his
grandfather.
"Did you say what I thought you did!?" The Saiyan
Prince ran over to his grandson.
"Oh no! We'll never get to take him tonight!" Trunks
smacked himself in the head.
"Vegeta!" Saruku repeated himself as Vegeta removed him
from his high-chair. The Saiyan Prince held his grandson tightly
as he looked over at Trunks. Trunks had never seen his father
look so proud of something in his life.
At Krillin and Juuhachigou's home
"Well, Juu, they're coming!" Krillin said as he
walked into their kitchen. He had passed by all the pictures of
Marron that Juu had placed upon the mantle the day she died. He
sighed as he thought of how much he missed his daughter. She was
the sunshine of his life. He could remember how she used to hide
behind his leg when Gohan would come around.
"Good. What time are they coming?" She asked as she
dried a dish.
"Seven." He hopped up on a stool at their breakfast bar
and smiled at his wife. She was even more beautiful now then the
day he first set eyes on her-- the day that she and her twin
brother were dead-set on killing Goku.
"I can't wait to see them," she smiled back to him.
'He's certainly getting cuter in his old age,' she mused. She
could've had her choice of any man in the world, but none
would've loved her the way he does. She was startled from her
reverie by the screaming tea kettle. She picked it up from the
stove and walked over to her husband.
"Me, too," He smiled as she poured him a cup of tea.
She poured herself one and joined him in setting on the other
side of the bar.
"Krillin, I want to tell you how much this last week has
meant to me. It's like we're newlyweds again," she smiled
and took hold of his hand.
"I know. I've missed that."
"You'll miss it no more," she leaned over to kiss his
lips. As the kiss deepened, the two managed to fall off their
stools at the bar and fall into the floor. "Well, you
certainly know how to show a girl a good-time, Krillin-kun,"
she laughed hysterically.
"I'm sorry, Juu!"
"Don't be. That's the first time since Marron's death that
I've laughed. It felt good," she said as she tousled his
hair. "Come on, let's go upstairs," she said as she
floated off in the direction of the staircase.
"Wait for me!" Krillin exclaimed as he took off after
her.
In the Son home . . . as Chi-Chi is napping
"GOKU!!!" Chi-Chi was startled as her husband's coal
black eyes were all she could see. She had been asleep then felt
someone breathing on her. She opened her eyes to find her
husband's face inches from her own.
"I didn't mean to scare you, Chi-Chi," he said softly.
"Then what are you doing?" She tried to sit up in bed,
but he was too heavy for her to push.
"I. . . we. . . need to talk," he said solemnly.
"Okay, what's wrong?" She asked with worry in her eyes.
"Well, Chi-Chi, you know it's been a long time since we've
been married . . ."
"And you want a divorce?!" Her voice creaked.
"No!!! And see, I've died at least twice since then . .
."
"And now you want to die again?!"
"No! I think it's time you and I . . ."
"Were just friends?!" She asked with tears swelling up
in her eyes.
"No!" He shook his head, then brought his lips hard
down upon hers. He had never kissed her with so much intensity in
all the time they'd been married. "Now, maybe that will keep
you quiet! Don't you dare say a word!!" He said as she was
about to speak. "What I'm trying to tell you is that we
haven't technically been married since Gohan was four."
"What?!" She never realized that they had never renewed
their vows after Goku's deaths. They had been living in sin--
even conceived a child!!! They were no better than Bulma and
Vegeta!!!!
"I died, remember? Piccolo killed me when he blasted Raditz.
Then I died again when Cell destroyed King Kai's planet."
"Oh, I never thought about that," she said softly.
"Well, would you like to marry me? Again?"
"Oh, Goku! You know I would. I love you more than
anything!" She grabbed him around the neck and pulled him
down onto her.
"Wow! I should've done this sooner!" He laughed.
Still in the Son home . . . this time in Goten's room
Goten, once again, was on the Internet. He was chatting with the
girl he'd only known as "LostandLonely." "Well,
when would you like to meet?" He typed.
"How about tomorrow?" LostandLonely typed.
"Really?! You want to meet me tomorrow!?"
"Sure, I mean, we've been chatting for about six or seven
months, haven't we?"
"Okay, but where?"
"How about in that little restaurant in Satan City? The one
called . . ."
"Diablo!?"
"Yeah, that's the one. I'll meet you there around seven
tomorrow night," LostandLonely typed.
"It's a date! And I'm going to knock your socks off,
girl!"
"We shall see, GQ," she typed.
"Bye!" He typed. And she did the same.
Back at Capsule Corp.
Bra turned off her computer to get some much needed rest. She had
been chatting with her mystery man since midnight the previous
night. "I can't keep doing this," she said. "I'll
have no life if I do. Thank Dende that we're going to meet
tomorrow night!" She smiled dreamily as she drifted off to
sleep.
Seven pm . . . At Krillin's and Juu's home
"Well, ring the door bell, Pan," Trunks grunted as
Saruku was beginning to get fidgety.
"I can remember coming over here and having slumber parties
with Marron and Bra," she said as a tear escaped her eye.
"You can't let them see you like that, Panny. It'll upset
them."
"You're right. I have to be strong for their sake," she
smiled at Trunks and rang the door bell. Juu and Krillin opened
the door to find a little person in Trunks's arms who was the
spitting image of Marron when she was a baby.
"Marron!?" Juu asked before she fell to the floor.
"Juu!" Krillin yelled as he knelt down beside her.
To Be Continued . . .
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