A.N. Ok after three months of laying awake at night and thinking over and over again how to write this. I wanted it to be just as good as the original. Please let me know how you like it. And Happy 22nd Birthday to me! ^_^


Chapter 1: New Beginnings

"How are we going to get this to work with you flying out the window all the time?"

Faster than Bulma could see Vegeta turned around grabbed her, pushed her close to him and did something he had been waiting for, for 9 months. He leaned in with a deep passionate loved filled kiss.

A kiss that she been longing for, for nine months now. A passion filled kiss, that heated her deep within. After the kiss Vegeta looked down at her. "When do you get out of here?"

She smiled and grabbed his hand, "Tomorrow some time. Why?"

"I would like to bring you and the boy home with me." He sat down on the bed with her and started running his fingers through her hair.

"I'll have to tell my parents."

"Then do it tomorrow night." He suddenly got up and went to the window.

"Hold it right there buster!" Bulma got up and violently turned him around. "If you want Trunks and I in your life then your coming over to tell them with me!" She glared at him. "What happened to your eyes?"

Vegeta glared down at the woman that had a hold of him. "What do you mean."

She stood back. "Your eyes have changed. I can't read them."

"Get use to it." He opened the window and jumped out. "I'll be there." He flow off.


The next day...

"Well Ms. Briefs your good to go. Now as soon as your son's doctor clears him, you two can go home." Bulma's doctor smiled up at her before she left the room. An hour later Trunks was cleared and they left. Waiting out front was her mom, dad and 18. 18 came running up and grabbed the car seat that held Trunks.

"Wow, what a heavy boy." 18 smiled.

"Tell me about. I'm the one that carried him for nine months." Bulma laughed getting into the back seat of the car with 18 and Trunks.

"Remind me not to have kids."

"Sure you will. When you find the right time. You and Krillin will be great parents." Bulma smiled and looked out the window. Her smile faded as she looked out.

"B. What's up?"

"Huh?" Bulma looked back at 18 and smiled. "Nothing, just really tired. I didn't sleep well." She looked back out the window. When they got to her parents' house to see Krillin standing by his car. 18 got out and ran up to him.

"Hey honey!" She kissed him.

"Ready to go?"

"Where are you guys going?" Bulma asked walking up with Trunks in his car seat.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. We are leaving town for the rest of the week to his grandpa's private island for a little honeymoon." 18 giggled.

Walking up the steps to the house. "Well have fun. Call me when you get there."

"We will." 18 and Krillin got in the car and left.


That night at dinner, Bulma was helping her mom, while her dad read the paper and Trunks napped. "I'm so jealous of you dear."

"Why mom?"

"Your lucky...you just have a baby and you look like you did before."

"Really?"

"Yeah." Walking over to set the table. "You were a skinny girl with a baby strapped on to your middle."

"Oh, mom. Set one more place setting."

Her mom looked up from the table. "Trunks doesn't need at setting yet dear."

"No...his father is joining us."

Bunny looked at her daughter with a half smile half worried look. "Ok dear." Bunny came back over to the stove and clopped up the carrots. "Sweetie...I need to ask you something."

"What mom?" Bulma was clopping up onions.

"Vegeta isn't human is he?"

"Mother! What are you talking about." Bulma set down the knife and looked over at her mom.

"I've only seen him at night. You never go out on dates during the day and he only comes over at night." Looking at Bulma.

Bulma felt the sweat slid down her face. "Mom he works at night. So instead of mixing his schedule up, we keep it the same."

"Ok sweetie." She turned back around. "Just an old woman thinking."

Bulma wiped her forehead and put the onions in the stew. "Ok will I'm going to get cleaned up."

"Ok."


When the door bell rang, Bulma came rushing down. She was wearing a black halter top dress. "Well hello handsome." Bulma opened the door to see Vegeta standing there in all black with an annoyed look on his face. "Come on in and smile will ya." Vegeta followed her in, shutting the door behind him and went into the living room. "Daddy." Dr. Briefs looked up from his paper glared and looked back down. "Daddy be nice!" She turned to Vegeta. "Go ahead and sit down." Then she heard Trunks crying. "I'll be right back." She went up to get Trunks.

At dinner, Dr. Briefs and Mrs. Briefs sat on one side of the table while Vegeta and Bulma sat on the other side with Trunks in a portable bed behind them. "So Vegeta, it's nice to see you again."

"Thank you, Mrs. Briefs."

"So nice to see you in your son's life." Dr. Briefs said talking another bite from his stew.

"Daddy!"

"Bulma, it's alright." Vegeta grabbed her hand and looked back at Dr. Briefs. "I should be in the child's life. I am his father, it is customary for me to be there." Taking another bite. "That is why I'm here tonight. Bulma and the boy will be moving in with me." Looking back at my hand. "And with your permission I would like to marry your daughter."

Dr. Briefs nearly coughed up a lung. "So you get my daughter pregnant and then want to marry her. My boy you certainly have a strange way going about things."

"If I would have known right away that she was pregnant we would have been married before he came." Looking back at Dr. Briefs. "Your answer sir?"
Dr. Briefs looked from Vegeta to his daughter, who was smiling and back to Vegeta. "Very well."

"Oh goodie!" Mrs. Briefs clapped. "We will start packing everything up tomorrow."

"No need to pack up the boys room." Looking back at Bulma. "I've already bought things for his room at my house. We will keep his things here for when he comes over."

Making Mrs. Briefs smile even more. "Very well. So just the cloths and little things of Bulma's and Trunks' and a wedding to plan. Oh! I'm so excited!"