A/N: Okay, if some of you are reading my story Dragonball: Evil Arise…stop. Lolz, sorry but, after re-reading it everything was happening too fast, I didn't like the way characters were introduced, the relationships, or anything at all really. So, I'm scrapping that story and making a new one all together! This one's DragonBall: Raising Saiyans. I'm not sure if this is going to be a one story thing or turning it into a series, but pretty much it's the story of how Goten, Trunks, Bra, Pan (yes I know she wasn't born yet but I'm changing around a few things which will be explained momentarily) and an OC are raised from kids into capable Super Saiyans. THIS is going to be interesting. And just a note this is set BEFORE the Buu Saga.

Ages:

Gohan: 20

Videl: 19

Trunks: 3

Goten: 2

Pan: 1

Kona (OC): 1

Bra: 6 months old

Full Summary: As Gohan and Videl are crossing the threshold to parenthood, they find out that raising Saiyans, is not as easy as it looks. Chichi is once again learning that lesson with their youngest son Goten, a mischief maker like Goku once was, with the assistance of Gohan and Videl when needed. Meanwhile Vegeta and Bulma are keeping their hands busy with a their toddler Trunks and infant Bra. Anyone else would have possibly laughed at the misfortune at having to raise such rambunctious kids. A certain Namekian would have been hysterical with laughter…had it not been for a special bundle of joy that had found it's way to him.

Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z, just the OC Kona.

DragonBall Z: Raising Saiyans

Chapter 1: Bundles of Joy

"Oh my goodness, I'm so thankful their finally asleep! I had forgotten how nerve racking it was to raise Gohan!" Chi-Chi complained as she took a sip of the tea that Videl had brewed.

Gohan looked at his mother with a hurt look. "Hey! Mom, I'm right here you know!" Chi-Chi simply waved him off and took a longer sip of the tea, her nerves obviously fried. "Come on, mom lighten up. Goten and Pan aren't that bad."

Chi-Chi looked dramatic. "For YOU maybe!"

Videl sat down next to her husband and sighed. "I've got to agree with Chi-Chi, Gohan. Pan is always crawling around and getting into things she's not supposed to."

"Well, that's the way all kids are raised," Gohan defended his daughter and brother. He had to admit it was tough raising Pan, and he knew how much of a handful his brother is, but he didn't think they were horribly behaved. They were upstairs at that very moment sleeping. They were good kids. "Anyways, I can't thank you enough mom for watching Pan for us while we're on my business trip. I can't believe I'm being sent all the way to America to speak at a conference about ancient history."

"We'll only be gone for a week or two. If you don't think you can handle Pan for that amount of time, we can take her," Videl insisted, not wanting to be a burden on her mother-in-law.

Chi-Chi smiled. "It won't be a problem at all. I need to spend more time with my granddaughter anyways!" Gohan smiled and stood up.

"Alright, thanks mom! Videl and I should head back now to finish packing, and we'll leave later on tonight. You can bring Pan over, or just call whenever she wakes up."

Chi-Chi smiled. "Of course Gohan. Ah! I'm so thrilled! My son grew up to be a scholar after all!" Gohan smiled as he and Videl bid their farewells and exited the house.

"VEGETA! VEGETA WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME?" Bulma screamed at her Saiyan husband through the monitor she had installed, much to his annoyance, in his gravity room. His inner sanctum.

Ignoring her calls Vegeta kept training on, determined to become strong enough to surpass Goku. "VEGETA YOU STUPID MONKEY! I CAN DISMANTLE THAT GRAVITY ROOM JUST AS FAST AS IT TOOK ME TO BUILD IT!"

Vegeta growled in annoyance. "What is it woman?"

"FINALLY! I have to go to the store to buy groceries! You have to watch Trunks and Bra!"

"Take them with you," Vegeta spoke as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He turned away from the monitor and continued his training.

Bulma nearly blew a gasket.

"YOU HAVE TO WATCH THE KIDS! I WORK! I CLEAN! I MADE YOUR STUPID GRAVITY ROOM! I COOK! I DO EVERYTHING AND ALL I ASK IS YOU WATCH THE KIDS!"

Vegeta snorted, continuing to punch and kick under the immense gravity. "Cooking is arguable."

"VEGETA!"

"Simply send the children into the gravity room."

"THEY'LL DIE!"

"QUIT YOUR SHOUTING WOMAN! I'LL WATCH THE BLASTED CHILDREN!"

Bulma stopped screaming and looked satisfied with herself. "Good. I'll be back in an hour or two. Make sure you remember to feed and change Bra, and don't let Trunks run amuck." With that the screen turned off and all was silent.

Vegeta growled and walked out of the gravity room, grabbing a towel, and down the long corridor leading towards the living room. Upon entering he saw Trunks eating from a bowl of chips watching TV, and Bra holding herself up inside of her cradle trying desperately to reach for her stuffed toy on the ground.

Trunks looked up. "Dad, I'm hungry! What can I eat?"

Bra, noticing her dad's arrival beamed and pointed to the floor. "Daddy! Bunny, get it!"

Vegeta looked at both of his children, Trunks a look of annoyance and Bra a look of fondness. Grabbing Bra's stuffed bunny and handing it to her, he walked into a kitchen. "Order a pizza!"

All was quiet on the Lookout. Mr. Popo was out tending to the flowers, as usual. Dende was just leisurely strolling around, not really sure what to do, and Piccolo was meditating. All was normal.

Was being the key word.

Something shot across the sky, losing altitude rapidly. Piccolo's eyes shot open as he watched the object crash a distance away from the Lookout. The noise was evidently loud enough to catch the attention of both the other occupants of the Lookout.

"What was that?" Mr. Popo asked in fear. It was obvious no one wanted another Saiyan situation like what happened years ago. Dende and Piccolo shared a look.

"Dende, contact Gohan and Vegeta and tell them what's going on. I'll go and check it out."

"Alright," Dende agreed. "But what if it turns out to be another Saiyan again?"

Piccolo just smirked over his shoulder. "I needed a new challenge anyways. I was starting to get bored." With that Piccolo flew off into the direction of the crash. Dende and Mr. Popo stared off for a second before they went back inside, just incase something DID happen, and for Dende to relay Piccolo's message.

Piccolo was in deep thought as he approached the crash site. What if it was a Saiyan? Did that mean there were more of them that escaped? What if it's an enemy? What battle strategies to use if it is? Would I be strong enough?

All those thoughts and more were running through the Namekian's head as he saw the crash site. It was definetly a Saiyan Pod. Piccolo tensed as he landed on the ground, cautiously approaching the crater. There was a small amount of Ki coming from the pod. There was definetly someone inside.

"Piccolo, I've contacted Vegeta and Gohan. Vegeta's taking his kids to Chi-Chi's house for Videl to watch them and then they'll wait for your signal." Dende's voice rang out through Piccolo's head. "Have you found the ship?"

"Yes, Dende. It's definetly a Saiyan pod and I can sense someone inside. It's a small amount of Ki, but he might be trying to conceal himself. I'm going to get closer."

Piccolo slowly inched his way forward and down into the crater. The Saiyan pod was in, surprisingly, good condition. Piccolo paused and tried sensing the Ki again. There was no change. Cautiously, Piccolo reached out a hand to touch the pod when it opened.

Piccolo immediately jumped away and got into a fighting stance. What he saw inside the pod made him fall to the ground. Getting up from the ground and quickly walking up to the pod and staring inside intently he had to let out a gasp.

"Oh…my…god."

"Piccolo! What's going on? Is it a Saiyan?"

Starring back at him was a small girl around one year old with straight black hair up to her chin, her bangs falling to the right side of her face. Sky blue eyes burrowed their way into his, the young girl dressed in Saiyan armor made especially for a child.

Piccolo had to blink and shake his head before looking back and seeing that the little girl was indeed still there. Remembering that Dende was still waiting for an answer he replied. "It's definetly a Saiyan alright. Tell Gohan and Vegeta to stay put at Chi-Chi's house. They're going to want to see this."

The little girl grinned and waved her little hand. "Hi! I'm Kona! Are you my new daddy?"

"Excuse me?"