Hey, thank you all for the reviews and love for Vegeta's Decision! Please R&R, don't be a ghost reader, I'd like to know what I'm doing wrong, what I'm doing right, or just any thoughts about the story in general.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or it's characters, the praise should go to Akira Toriyama for Dragon Ball Z!

Summary: Vegeta is now a part of the Z gang, if he likes it or not. He adores Bulma; but how can he prove it? Petty earth days like Valentines are not enough. When Frieza is back, stronger than ever, he is aimed to get revenge on a certain Saiyan prince by hitting what hurts most. Before Buu, after Cell.

Chapter 1: Revival Of A Forgotten Tyrant

A young boy in an orange gi and his best friend with lavender hair are sitting in Trunks' room, bored like they had no toys what so ever. Goten was staying the night over at Capsule Corp. and it was around midnight. Trunks' eyes brightened as a seemingly good idea popped into his head.

"Hey, Goten, I have a great idea!" Trunks exclaimed.

"You do? I wanna hear it! I wanna hear it! Tell me, Trunks!" The young 7 year old chanted.

"My dad told me about this purple guy named Frieza, he was an evil guy in the past. He was really strong, so if we wish him back with the Dragon Balls, we could have fun fighting him! We'll get to show off what we were taught! What do you think?" Trunks explained.

"I dunno, if she's evil, why would she care about us? Wouldn't they leave?" Goten wondered out loud.

"First of all Goten, Frieza's a guy, as my dad said." Trunks said.

"What?" Goten giggled. "That's a funny name for a dude!"

"Yeah, anyways, we won't let him leave! Because we'll send him straight back to Hell once we wish him back!" Trunks gloated.

"Yeah! You're so smart, Trunks!" Goten cheered.

"I know." Trunks smirked like his father.

"Hey! I told you boys to go to bed!" Bulma came in, hearing the boys talk.

"Okay, mom." Trunks said.

"Yes, Mrs. Briefs." Goten said politely.

"Oh, Goten, sweetie, you can call me Bulma." Bulma told him.

"Oh, okay, Bulma." Goten smiled.

Bulma turned to leave, "Goodnight, boys."

"Wait, Mrs. Bri- I mean Bulma," Goten called.

"Yes, Goten?" Bulma asked.

"Should I call Vegeta, 'Mr. Briefs?'" Goten asked innocently.

Bulma giggled. "Who told you that? Was it your mother?" Bulma asked.

Goten nodded.

"Well then, you'd better not if you like your head where it is." Bulma teased.

Panicking, Goten touched his head and started to sweat. "I do like my head where it is!"

Oh great, I've made him scared of Vegeta now. Bulma thought. "I was just kidding, Goten. He won't hurt you, I won't let him." She said with a characteristic wink.

"So if you not around, Dad is free to hurt him?" Trunks joked.

"Trunks! Stop, you're making Goten scared of your father." Bulma smiled apologetically. "Vegeta won't harm you, Goten. He's always training, so he's never around."

"If you say so." Goten said, still nervous.

"Well, you boys better go to bed soon." She started. "Unless you want me to go get Vegeta!" Bulma teased.

Goten freaked out at the mention of Vegeta and bolted into his sleeping bag.

Trunks giggled, knowing full well his father wouldn't hurt him. He climbed into his big-boy bed and said, "Goodnight mom."

"Goodnight, Bulma." Goten said.

"You boys better get some sleep tonight." Bulma instructed them as she turned out the lights and went back downstairs.

Vegeta sat in the bedroom at midnight, listening to his mate's conversation with the children.

"Unless you want me to go get Vegeta!" Bulma teased.

He sighed and rolled over in bed, tired from training. He had been depressed a couple of years ago, and gave up fighting. Now when he look back on it, he was ashamed of himself to do such a thing. He'd found a new encouragement to train, he'd make his son the mightiest warrior, stronger than Gohan and Goten. Drifting off to sleep, Vegeta closed his eyes. Before he could fall asleep, he felt a tugging on his sleeveless shirt.

"Dad? ... You awake?" Trunks' voice called out.

Vegeta opened his eyes to bright blue eyes. "I am now. What's wrong?" Vegeta asked shortly.

"Well, I was going to tell you goodnight," Trunks said quietly. "Mom told us goodnight awhile ago and..." Trunks trailed off, having no more to explain.

"I heard." Vegeta said.

"Well, uh, goodnight, Dad." Trunks said. He turned to leave but stopped.

Vegeta had rolled over already. "Goodnight."

He felt small arms wrap around him for a small instance and then the sound of retreating footsteps. Shocked, he lay still. Trunks had never done that before. That quick hug, that small show of affection, of love. Vegeta had forgotten how much admiration his son gives him, in Trunks' eyes, Vegeta was the strongest guy in the world. He doesn't know of my past. He's too young to know now, but someday I'll have to tell him. Vegeta thought solemnly as he fell into a dreamless sleep.

"Goten, you'll never guess what happened!" Trunks rushed into the room, still shocked that he'd worked up the courage to hug his father.

"What? You got some food?" Goten asked excitedly.

Goten and his food. Trunks sighed. "No, I went in to tell my dad goodnight and I... I hugged him." Trunks said excitedly, still proud at his feat.

"You hugged Vegeta?! And he didn't beat you up afterwards?" Goten asked, as shocked as Trunks.

"No, I'm fine, see? I mean I can hug my father anytime... I just don't do it very often!" Trunks indulged. "Be right back, Goten, I'm going to tell my mom!"

"Okay, but make sure Vegeta doesn't hear you. He might be mad..." Goten said, still having that fear of Vegeta.

"Yeah, thanks Goten." Trunks said a little softer. He then raced down the stairs, ready to tell the world of his feat.

Bulma heard little feet running down the stairs at Saiyan speed. "Hey! Don't run down the stairs!" Bulma called.

Trunks stopped in front of her. "Sorry, Mom. I just did something amazing!" Trunks explained.

Thinking it was something ridiculous that only a boy would find amazing, Bulma said, "Oh, and what is that?" And sipped on her coffee.

"I went to go tell Dad goodnight and I hugged him really quickly." Trunks announced.

Bulma almost choked on her coffee. "W-what?"

"He didn't say anything, at least I think he didn't say anything. I ran away before he'd have the chance to do something." Trunks continued.

"Why did you...?" Bulma inquired.

"It was a quick hug, I don't know. I just felt like it, I guess." Trunks answered, shrugging.

Bulma smiled. I hope you know your son loves you, Vegeta, Bulma thought. Do you love him too?

"Well, goodnight, again Mom!" Trunks ran back upstairs.

In the morning, an excited pair of boys got up early in the morning to fulfill their plans.

"Goten, did you find anything yet?" Trunks asked, rummaging through bins full of stuff, looking for the Dragon Radar.

"Nah, not yet." Goten answered.

He looked up on a shelf and saw the shiny metal of the radar. "Hey, I found it!" Trunks pointed up to the radar.

"How are we supposed to get it from way up there?" Goten whined.

"What do you mean? We can fly." Trunks floated up into the air.

Goten pouted. "Well, I can't. At least, not yet."

"That's okay, I'll get it." Trunks said. He floated up to where the handheld machine lay and grabbed it. "Got it!" Trunks said as he floated back down.

"Awesome." Goten responded.

"Now, let's go find those Dragon Balls!" Trunks said.

Goten cheered.

Trunks shushed him. "Do you want to wake up my parents?" He said with a whisper.

Bulma awoke with a strange feeling. Vegeta was still asleep next to her, which was strange, he was usually up early training.

Bulma tried to get up without waking Vegeta but Vegeta mumbled sleepily, "Bulma, stay in bed, you were up all night."

Bulma sighed, then smiled at Vegeta's show of care. "Fine." Bulma said as she got back under the covers.

Trunks and Goten sighed as they were on the search for the seventh Dragon Ball. It took all morning to search for the first six and now they were almost done.

"Where do you think it is, Trunks?" Goten shouted above him.

Trunks looked down at the radar and perked up. "Hey, we're close!" Trunks said.

Goten then spotted a glint of orange. "Hey, Trunks, look! Up there on that mountain!" Goten exclaimed.

Trunks looked to where Goten said and there it was, in a tree on a mountain. "Good job, Goten, that's the four-star ball!" Trunks cheered as he grabbed it. Floating down onto a plateau, Trunks excitedly got all the Dragon Balls and bunched them together. He stood back, "You ready?"

"W-wait! Trunks!" Goten protested, still climbing up the rocks.

"Okay how about now?" He asked again once Goten had reached his side.

Goten brushed the dirt off and nodded excitedly, he'd never seen Shenron before.

Vegeta had been lying wide awake, monitoring his son's ki since morning, as he had heard them making all that noise. What is he doing? Vegeta wondered. He told Bulma to go back to bed, he didn't want her to worry. Now, it was time to worry. "Bulma..." Vegeta called out to her.

"Mmm hmm...?" Bulma said sleepily.

"Trunks is gone," Vegeta said calmly.

"What?!" Bulma burst. She got up out of bed and ran outside in her nightclothes. Outside, it was noon already, Vegeta had been waiting for Trunks to come back so he could question him, but he didn't return.

When they were outside, the sky turned dark and they both knew what was happening, the boys were summoning Shenron, the eternal dragon.

"Arise, Shenron!" Trunks shouted. The sky turned black and the Dragon Balls released a glowing light into the sky.

Goten gazed up at the sky in awe. "Wow," Goten whispered.

Shenron appeared in front of them, "I shall grant you two wishes. What do you wish for?"

Goten suddenly jumped up, "I wish I had a sandwich with ham, cheese, and mustard!"

The dragon looked at Goten as if he were an idiot. "Are you sure that is your wish?"

Trunks covered Goten's mouth. "No, no Mister Shenron, he's just kidding." Trunks said awkwardly. Once Trunks uncovered Goten's mouth, he whined.

"But Trunks... We didn't eat breakfast and it's probably time for lunch!" Goten complained.

"We can get lunch when we get back, deal?" Trunks compromised.

"... Fine." Goten agreed.

Becoming impatient, Shenron asked again, "What are your wishes?"

"I wish for the tyrant Frieza to be brought back to life!" Trunks shouted.

"It shall be done." The dragon's eyes glowed and then the icy tyrant was given life once again.

Goten and Trunks looked around. "Where is he?" They both said in unison.

"Where he died, lying in multiple pieces." Shenron answered.

"Well, then as the second wish, bring him here, whole and stronger than ever!" Trunks requested.

"As you wish, it shall be done." Shenron said as Frieza materialized in front of the young Saiyans, his body restored.

"Hello, monkey brats." Frieza sneered.

"Hi Freezer!" Goten yelled amicably, waving.

Frieza's face contorted with anger, "It's Frieza, Lord Frieza! You ignorant fool!"

Goten nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

Hope you enjoyed. Did you like it? I think Goten is so cute! But this Fanfiction is only about Vegeta and his family so he's not going to stay for long. Rate&Reveiw please.