(A/N: Haha, you guys are gonna get a kick out of this. Wanted to include it in last chapter's Author's Note, but decided to save it for this one. If you've never posted a story on this website, then you should know that whenever you post a new story, you need to type in the captcha display code that's provided. It's different every time, but guess what mine was for this story. It was over 9,000! Seriously, it was 9001. Ain't that a kicker? But coincidences aside, lets get to the story.)

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Chapter 1: After Buu

Things had been relatively peaceful since the defeat of Kid Buu. With the exception of short-lived situations involving Abo and Kado chasing Vegeta's little brother, Tarble, to Earth, the invasion of Hoi and Hirudegarn, the return of Broly, the situation with Janemba, and the attack of Bio-Broly, there had been no threats that needed to be dealt with, not like the long-term problems faced in the past. It was a welcoming peace after the catastrophe that Buu had caused, all the Buus.

In accordance to Goku's plan, after the six-month waiting period for the Dragon Balls to recharge, the Z Warriors had summoned Shenron to wish away the memories of the now good Majin Buu's rampage. To this day, seeing Mr. Satan's reaction to the appearance of the mighty wish-granting dragon remained one of the funniest things they had ever seen.

It had now been a little over a year since Kid Buu's defeat, and things had long since gotten back to normal. Or as normal as things could get for their group. Most had returned to their regular lives, but a few of them had to make some adjustments. Not that they minded.

The Son family were thrilled to have Goku back. Things had picked up almost exactly where they left off before he died, with the added addition of Goten of course. True, Chi-Chi now found herself having to do a lot more cooking, but it was a small price to pay to have her husband back. Goten bonded with the father he never got to know very quickly, eager to get to know the man he had only heard stories about from his mother and brother. Gohan didn't mind sharing either, happy his little brother would finally get to know their father. Besides, he had other things to occupy his time now.

The ones who faced the biggest changes were the Satan family. With their eyes now open to the truths of the world, both Videl and her father now faced a whole new world of things they never knew about. Videl had also had a few choice words for her father now that she knew that he hadn't been the one to defeat Cell and had been lying to the world all this time, but had been more forgiving after Gohan had assured her that he was in fact grateful that Mr. Satan had taken the credit, as it had allowed him and his family to stay out of the spotlight and maintain their privacy. What more, it was even decided to allow Mr. Satan to take credit for destroying Kid Buu.

Following the discussion of Mr. Satan being allowed to keep his title as the savior of the world, twice over now, Videl had had another conversation with him regarding her relationship with Gohan. There was very little the world champ could say against it anyway since he himself had set the conditions that he would only accept a boyfriend of hers who was stronger than him. Not that Mr. Satan put up much of a fight after the way Gohan had proved himself during his fight with Super Buu, especially when he found out that Gohan was also the one who had actually defeated Cell. Still, he didn't like the idea of anyone taking his little girl away, but if it had to be someone, he was glad it was Gohan.

Not only did they have to deal with coming to terms with the way the world actually was, but the Satans now found themselves with a permanent new houseguest; two actually if they included their new dog. Having been made personally responsible for the good Majin Buu, the pudgy pink monster had moved in with Mr. Satan and Videl. Mr. Satan didn't mind in the least, as he found a true friend in the former universal destroyer, someone he could really be himself with and was viewed as a person, not the world champ or savior of the world, but as a true genuine friend. It had taken some time on Videl's part to get used to their new houseguest, but considering everything else she had gotten used to since meeting Gohan, it wasn't much of a problem.

Currently though, Buu had caused a bit of a panic in the Satan household when he had gone to sleep a few days ago and hadn't woken up for literally anything. Mr. Satan had panicked, thinking that Buu had slipped into a coma for some reason, and had been quick to have his daughter contact Gohan for answers.

"So this is normal for him?" she asked as the two of them walked down the streets of Satan City.

Gohan nodded. "That's what Dad said. According to Kibito Kai, since Buu's no longer being sealed away by Babidi, he's going to enter periods of hibernation from time to time. He'll wake up once he's replenished his strength."

A relieved sigh escaped Videl. She too had grown fond of the pink blob in her house. It was still hard to believe that the being that had once wiped out so many lives could actually be quite lovable. But then again, she had long since stopped questioning things she didn't understand about this crazy new reality Gohan had opened her eyes to.

"Well, that's good," she replied. "Dad will be relieved to hear that. I must admit, I was getting a little worried myself."

Gohan chuckled. "Who would have thought that the key to defeating Majin Buu would have simply been to wait for him to go to sleep?"

They laughed at the thought of the most fearsome being they ever faced being defeated in such a way. Despite how ridiculous the different forms of Buu had been, he was, without doubt, the greatest threat the Earth had ever faced, even succeeding in wiping out its entire race, and the planet itself. This damage had been undone thanks to the Namekian Dragon Balls restoring the planet and its people, but it had still happened.

They had made sure not to revive any of the evil people killed by Buu though, so the likes of Babidi wouldn't come back. That had also, apparently, extended to Dabura, even though his soul had been purified thanks to King Yemma's seal of approval since the demon king would have actually enjoyed Hell. It was still hard for Gohan to believe that Videl, Bulma, and his mother had actually befriended the King of the Demon World, especially since he had seen first hand just how evil Dabura had been.

That wasn't to say that there were no longer any bad people in the world, just none as evil as Babidi and Buu, who wanted to wipe out all life purely for fun. This left the "average" baddies, and Gohan and Videl would be contacted to take care of the situation under their alter egos of Saiyaman and Saiyagirl, clearing up the streets of crime.

Videl had to admit, when she had first joined Gohan as the city's local superhero, it had been a little embarrassing. But then she learned to have fun with it, and found it to be quite enjoyable to just let go and act silly, having a good time while saving the day.

Of course, once she had put on her Saiyagirl costume, it hadn't taken long for her friends Erasa, Sharpner, and Pen to figure out who she was. Since her friends had uncovered Gohan's identity at the World Martial Art's Tournament, her own secret identity had been easy enough to work out, especially since she had already been a crime fighter back when her life had been normal. Erasa and Pen had sworn to keep both her and Gohan's secret, even offering to cover for them when they needed it, but Sharpner had been a little stubborn about it. That is, until Videl threatened to beat him within an inch of his life if he ever told anyone.

It was still hard for both Gohan and Videl to believe that they had ended up where they now were. Videl had actually initially considered Saiyaman to be an annoying nuisance who got in her way, and had dismissed Gohan as a strange bookworm from out of town. And Gohan had initially considered Videl to be a stubborn, though brave, bother who kept trying to reveal his secret identity. And the fact that she was the daughter of Mr. Satan, the man who had stolen his credit for defeating Cell, had to have been the universe's idea of some kind of cosmic joke. But as they had gotten to know each other during Videl's flying lessons, their opinions, and feelings, for each other had changed.

Yes, the universe did have a strange sense of humor. But now that the world was safe again, the two had settled into a peaceful lifestyle once more. Gohan had gone back to focusing on his studies, putting his skills as a martial artist on the shelf once again. Without the universe facing any threats, there was no longer a need for a champion, especially now that his father had returned, and they now had an ally in the good Majin Buu.

He had offered to teach Videl more fighting skills and ways to hone her energy in different ways, but she had turned down his offer. Now that she knew that her father was not the unstoppable, all-powerful champion she had thought him to be, she no longer felt obligated to try and live up to his reputation, and had begun pursuing other interests.

Like her relationship with Gohan. They had begun officially dating pretty much immediately after the final battle with Kid Buu. Everyone was happy for them, especially Chi-Chi, who seemed to want them to get married and provide her with grandchildren as soon as possible

They, however, had decided to take things a little slower, and were currently on a date right now. There had been no calls today of crime in the city, and so they were able to enjoy the day together. However, they soon found out that there were other things that could interrupt a date besides crime, and one of them was currently calling their names.

"Hey, Gohan, Videl, over here!"

They turned around to find Goten and Trunks running over to them, waving happily. A short distance behind them were Bulma and Vegeta, the latter with his arms crossed and his signature scowl on his face, suggesting that he'd rather be anywhere but here.

"Oh, hey, guys," Gohan greeted. "How's it going?"

"Great!" Goten exclaimed. "Trunks' mom just treated us to ice cream. I got chocolate."

"We're going to the toy store next," Trunks added excitedly. His smile quickly fell away though. "But then she said we're going clothes shopping after that. Ah, man, it's going to be so boring."

Bulma walked up to them, shaking her finger at her son. "Now, Trunks, you're a growing boy and need some new clothes."

Goten groaned. "I think I'll skip that part. Hey, Gohan, can I hang out with you and Videl while Trunks goes clothes shopping?"

Smiling patiently, Bulma knelt down to the young Saiyan's level. "Now, Goten, Gohan and Videl are on a date. It'd be rude to bother them."

Trunks was a little more smug, arrogantly rubbing a finger beneath his nose as he attempted to show off what he knew. "Yeah, Goten, don't you know that adults like to be alone to do grownup things?"

A light chop to the top of his head was delivered by Bulma. "You watch what you say, young man." She looked back at Gohan and Videl. "So, are you two having a good time?"

She winked at them with a knowing smirk, and both Gohan and Videl were blushing at being put in the spotlight. "Uh, yeah, we are," the former replied. "Thanks for letting Goten come over to play."

Bulma just waved this off. "Think nothing of it. I sort of became his second mother since he and Trunks started fusing." She glanced at Vegeta. "I kind of wish I could have seen what the fusion of you and Goku looked like though. What did you call yourself again? Vegeku?"

"Vegito," the Saiyan prince snapped. "And I'd prefer not to be reminded of when I was merged with that idiot."

Goten scratched his head. "I thought Dad said it was Gogeta."

Trunks shook his finger. "No, that was when they did the fusion dance to beat that Janemba guy. Vegito was when they used the magic earrings."

"Oh, right. So does that mean that if we used those earrings, we'd become Trunten instead of Gotenks?"

"I guess. Here's a better question though. When our dads were fused, did that make us brothers?"

Goten's eyes widened. "Whoa… I don't know."

Smiling in amusement, Bulma glanced back at her husband. "You know, I kind of want to see you and Goku do the fusion dance. I bet it was cute. Any chance you guys could perform it form us?"

Vegeta turned red, both out of embarrassment and outrage. "I'm never doing a dance like that again! Once was bad enough! I'd sooner let the universe be destroyed!"

Bulma resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I know." She turned back to Gohan and Videl. "Well, we don't want to keep you guys from your date. Have fun, you two."

Gohan was kind of glad to see them go. "Yeah, see ya."

"Bye, Gohan," Goten waved happily as he left with the Brief family.

"See you later," Trunks called over his shoulder.

Videl waved. "Right, bye."

Vegeta didn't bother to say anything. He simply went back to his brooding. To the untrained eye, it may have seemed that Vegeta was the same as always, but Bulma knew otherwise, able to read him better than anyone. Something had happened to him since she saw him last at the World Martial Arts Tournament and the defeat of Kid Buu. He had mellowed out a great deal, for him anyway, and had become much more caring. Maybe dying for a second time had been an epiphany of sorts.

The fact that he was with them on this little outing was proof of how much he changed. In the past, he couldn't be bothered with such trivial things. She decided to use that to her advantage. "Vegeta, we're getting you some new clothes too."

The Saiyan prince scowled in annoyance. "What? Why? I don't need any."

A sigh escaped Bulma. "Just because you're not growing doesn't mean you don't need to get new ones. Clothes still get worn out, even if you don't outgrow them."

Vegeta let out a frustrated growl. "This is ridiculous. Kakarot is off getting stronger while I'm being made into a fashion statement."

Well, at least he hadn't flown off yet. That was good; she could get him in a few outfits before his patience ran out. "Not even Goku trains 24/7. Lighten up and enjoy some of the other aspects of life."

Trunks glanced at Goten. "Didn't your dad go to that King Kai's place?"

Goten nodded. "Yeah, he said he can get better training in Other World than he can here."

"Too bad we can't use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber anymore."

Goten laughed. "Yeah, that place was really cool. Too bad Piccolo went and blew up the door."

Vegeta just humphed at this. He remembered his time in that freaky room of nothingness. He'd spent a year in there with his other son, the version of Trunks from the future, in preparation to fight Cell and the androids, and then another year by himself. With a year inside equal to a single day outside, the room had been good to get stronger faster in accordance to the real world's time, but he preferred to use the gravity room for his training. It didn't seem to be enough for him to unlock Super Saiyan Three, but he had absolutely refused to ask Kakarot how he had done it; he was far too stubborn for that.

His thoughts turned once again to his "future" son. Though he and Bulma had agreed not to talk about him around their present day son, he did wonder from time to time how he was doing. They knew that he had at least destroyed the androids and the Cell of his time since he came back to tell them about his victory and fight in the Interstellar Martial Arts Tournament, before Bojack and his cronies had crashed it, but they did wonder how things were for him now. With Cell and the androids gone, was he finally able to live a life of peace.

Both Vegeta and Bulma's biggest concern was the possibility of Majin Buu being unleashed in the Future timeline. The androids' rampage may have prevented Babidi from seeking out and awakening the monster, but with those threats gone, there would be nothing to stop the evil wizard.

Vegeta wasn't too worried about this though. Knowing his future son, Trunks wouldn't be as foolish as Gohan as to kick back and slack on his training during times of peace, not after living through the hell he did under the androids' killing spree. He was confident that his son would be able to handle both Babidi and Dabura if it came to it. However, if Buu was released, and Trunks came back for help, Vegeta was fully prepared to go to the future and fight the monster. And this time he would be the one to kill the pink freak.

Not for the first time though, he wondered about other threats that might appear in the Future timeline. Would Trunks end up facing the likes of Broly, Janemba, Hirudegarn, Bojack, Hatchiyack, and Meta-Cooler, or would the time alterations, or whatever it was called, prevent those threats from ever appearing? Vegeta chose to believe that no news was good news. Besides, if they had been able to stop those threats, then there was no reason why his son shouldn't be able to stop them in his time. He was, after all, a member of the proud Saiyan race.

Speaking of the Saiyan race, his gaze shifted to his son in this timeline and Kakarot's youngest brat. They were it, the last of the Saiyan race. They weren't even pure bloods, even having their tails surgically removed at birth so they wouldn't become Great Apes should they look at the full moon.

It was wit no small amount of egret that Vegeta acknowledged that the Saiyans were slowly going extinct. Oh, he was sure that they would endure for a few generations, heck, even Kakarot's oldest brat was well on his way of continuing the Saiyan race with his little girlfriend. But with each new generation, their Saiyan blood would become diluted more and more until the Saiyan race truly vanished from the universe completely. In just a few generations, there would be no more Saiyans left. Damn Frieza and his genocidal tendencies.

Of course, he had thought of using the Dragon Balls to wish back the Saiyan race, but apparently, that wasn't an option, as the dragon couldn't revive anyone who had died of natural causes or who had been dead for more than a year. So that plan had been a bust. And speaking of being dead, Vegeta had long since given up on his goal of wishing for immortality. For some reason, the thought was no longer appealing to him any more. Besides, he'd made a deal with King Yemma in exchange for fighting Buu the last time he had died. In the past, for his sins, he'd been spared from being sent to Hell, but had had his body permanently taken away, only being able to appear as a ghostly and not able to manifest a body. That in and of itself had been a hell for him, being so powerful but never able to use his strength or get stronger. But he no longer had to worry about that now though, as it had been agreed that he would be allowed to permanently keep his body and still not go to Hell despite his past misgivings. As long as he didn't go back to his evil ways of course.

That made him wonder, would he be able to train with that King Kai person that Kakarot seemed so fond of training with? Though he didn't like the idea of having a teacher, or trainer, or coach, or whatever the deity was, he had to admit that the idea did have merit; it certainly seemed to do wonders for Kakarot. But then again, he was already stronger than this King Kai clown. Heck, he was even stronger than the Supreme Kai, or Kibito Kai as he was now called after having permanently fused with his attendant. What could they possibly do for him? Show him some fancy new way to train? Vegeta didn't like the idea of having to rely on anyone to get stronger.

There was also that Old Kai person. He could do for him what he did for Gohan, but that felt like cheating, having his power amplified like that, and it was not something Vegeta was willing to resort to, and he knew Kakarot wouldn't either. That brainless oaf was off training right now the way you were supposed to train, with hard work, endurance, and pushing one's limits.

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Or Vegeta thought. In all actuality, Goku was currently stuffing his face. An entire buffet that could feed twenty was laid out before him, and Goku was wolfing it down like a man who had been starved to the point of death.

King Kai shook his head in disgust as he looked on. A Saiyan's appetite and metabolism was utterly ridiculous. He knew it was because they burned through so much energy so quickly, but Supreme Kai Almighty, what gluttonous slobs! Every time Goku paid him a visit, usually uninvited, he needed to restock his food supply. Not that he could actually starve being dead and all, but still, sometimes he regretted ever having met the Saiyan and taking him on as a student at all.

But then again, Goku was his star pupil. How was it that someone he had only started training less than two decades ago was stronger than the ones he had been training for thousands of years? It really was remarkable how skilled Goku was. All things considered though, that was a good thing, otherwise Kid Buu would have destroyed the universe, and Earth alone would have been obliterated many times over by the various villains that seemed to be drawn to the planet. Still, the potential of a Saiyan was incredible.

After all but licking his plate clean, Goku let out a sigh of satisfaction. "Ah, that was good! You sure know how to make a good meal, King Kai."

The guardian of the North humphed. "I don't envy your wife having three Saiyan mouths to feed. Your appetites are only surpassed by Majin Buu's."

Goku stood up, patting his stomach. "Gotta keep my body energized. So, what are we going to do today?"

King Kai glared at him. "You do realize that I'm a deity, right? I do have other things to do."

Goku cocked his head to the side in interest. "Hmm? Like what? You mean like drive around in your car?"

A mildly irritated growl escaped the Kai, but he couldn't bring himself to be angry with the Saiyan; his question hadn't been the least bit sarcastic. Goku really did have a one-track mind. And while it made him an astounding warrior, it left him rather lacking in other areas, particularly in common sense.

"What I really want to do is train with Grand Kai," Goku continued. "Or even Kibito Kai."

King Kai sighed. "Kibito Kai doesn't train anyone; he's too busy with his other duties. And Grand Kai isn't budging on you and Pikkon needing to train for 200 years before he starts training you himself."

Goku's face fell. "Yeah, that's a bummer. Still, I've got to keep training. Who knows how strong the next person I fight will be."

A bead of sweat ran down the side of King Kai's head as he thought about a certain sleeping destroyer god, but for the sake of the universe's survival, he wouldn't mention him to Goku, and he prayed to Zen-Oh that the two would never meet.

"So what kind of training are we going to do?" Goku asked excitedly.

King Kai thought about it for a moment. "Ok, I got it." He snapped his fingers, and a large dark gray block with a rope tied around it appeared. "Tie that around your waist."

Goku nodded. "Right." He did so without question. "Ok, what now?"

The Kai smirked as he thought of a joke. "Now you're going on a monkey chase." He apparently found this hilarious and began snort laughing. "Trust me, it'll make sense."

He walked over to his car, and Bubbles and Gregory followed. He instructed the monkey to sit on top of the back of his car as he and the grasshopper climbed into the driver's seat and glanced back at Goku. "Right, now your training for today is to grab Bubbles from the back of my car while I drive around."

Goku punched his open palm in understanding as he remembered his initial training when he came here the first time he died. "Oh, I get it. Kind of like going back to the basics."

"Something like that. Oh, and no going Super Saiyan."

Goku nodded, looking determined. "Right. Lets get started."

King Kai snickered. "Ok, here we go."

He put the car in gear and began driving at a snail's pace. Goku charged forward, but the rope yanked him back, the gray block not even budging from its position.

Getting up, Goku gave the block a look of amazement. "Whoa, what's this thing made of!? It didn't move at all!"

An arrogant smirk crept up King Kai's face. "Come on, Goku, you're falling behind."

Jumping to his feet, Goku turned to his mentor. "Oh yeah, we'll see about that."

He took a step forward, but the rope held him back. He grit his teeth, putting everything he had into it as he forced himself to move forward. Slowly, very slowly, the gray block began sliding forward, leaving a deep groove behind. Goku took another step, and then another, each one as difficult as the last. In front of him, the car slowly crept along, going less than one mile per hour, and still getting away from him. Bubbles stood in the back, dancing around and making monkey noises in encouragement.

(A/N: Ok, I know not much happened in this chapter. It basically showed what everyone was up to since we last saw them and set things up for the actual story to take place. Don't worry, there will be plenty of action. A whole lot of it. I should have mentioned it last chapter, but I'll be updating every other Wednesday, so look forward to it.)