I feel quite Ill atm. so if anything is glaring like typos, sorry. I wish I owned the franchise. Money sounds fun.

Vegeta was not going to wait months for action. No, he wanted it now. So what if blondie was in a coma? He was going to heal her and bust her out! Or vice versa. Something along those lines.

Only one problem.

Fishnets was yelling at him in his head--again.

"What?! You cannot be serious! No! She needs help! She needs to heal! You are not--"

He can tune out his mate, he can tune out this mental invasion. Shouldn't be too difficult.

"Vegeta are you even listening to me? Ugh. You are impossible! I knew it was a mistake to call upon you!"

Great, now he had a migraine. He pinched the bridge of his nose. He needed some sensu beans. He had exactly none. So he set off to get some.

Across town and past some mountains, Chi Chi was dealing with her own migraine.

"Grandma, the TV is out." Whined her lovely granddaughter.

Chi Chi did not give a damn. Her head was in throbbing pain. She felt ill. Damn. Her dream was starting to get to her.

"Mom?" Her youngest helped her to the couch.

"My head." She rubbed her temples.

"Want something for it?" She nodded.

"It's?" He asked as he was already walking away.

"Um. My bathroom." He nodded and left the room.

"Grandma, you okay?" Her Panny asked as she sat down next her.

"I feel sick." Chi Chi pushed her grandkid away and ran to the nearest bathroom.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked her reflection in the mirror.

"Sorry." Came a weak voice from behind. Circe stood by the door, looking like Hell.

"What's--"

"Kind of hungover." She smiled.

"So I get your hangover too?" Chi Chi was going to kill her.

"Yes. Gotta jet! See you later! Got a gig for you tonight." Circe blew her a kiss and vanished.

"Mom! Got the--"

"Not so loud. Pain. Inside voices." Chi Chi walked in the room slowly.

He smiled apologetically and handed her a glass of water and medicine.

"Where's grandpa?" Pan just now noticed his absence.

"Sleeping." Chi Chi held her head again.

"I have to go mom, I have a date. See you later guys." He kissed his mom on the cheek before running out the door.

" I have to finish cooking breakfast." Ci Chi said more to herself. She had to stop, the pain was almost blinding earlier.

Chi Chi rubbed the side of her head as she walked back to the stove.

"I'll cook for you!" Pan ran in front of her and blocked her path.

"It wouldn't be right." She sighed.

"You're in pain and sick! It's not right to make you cook." Pan reasoned.

"Pan-" Her head was throbbing again.

"Please! Take a nap."

Chi Chi had no time for this.

"Pan, I am not--"

"Grandma I am not medicated like you are!"

'No yelling--"

"Please?"

"Out of the question."

She tried to push Pan away.

"Sorry. Wrong answer, grams." Pan lifted her grandma and carried her up the stairs.

"Pan put me down, now!"

"Sorry." She kicked opened the door to her grandparents room.

"Have a good nap!" She threw her grandma inside.

Vegeta had arrived at his destination. Fatso and Cat Freak greeted him.

"You. I demand sensu beans."

"Hello, to you too!" Fatso sneered at him.

"Yeah, whatever." Vegeta had no time for this small talk.

"We are out, Vegeta." Korin ignored the nasty temperament.

"Grow some more." He demanded.

"Give us a week." Korin smiled.

"Pah. Fine."

What was he going to do for the next week?

Train obviously. The world was going to end apparently but what else? Spend time with the family? This would either kill him or take up time like he needed.

"Vegeta we need to see you." The voice in his was not--

"Hello Vegeta." Kibitokai.

They teleported away.

"Welcome."

Vegeta blinked. Old Kai smiled at him.

"You." The Prince said simply and turned away.

"Yes. Anyway we are going to train you."

"You? Train me?" Vegeta scoffed and continued to look away.

"Hey! I don't train just anyone! I usually have to be bribed! For you it's free!" Old Kai stomped his foot and huffed. The nerve of the youth.

"Ancestor--"

"Sh. We were going to show you a new technique. More powerful and reliable than Instant Transmission but I see you are uninterested."

Old Kai lifted his head in the air and looked at Vegeta out of the corner of his eye.

Vegeta snapped his head around.

"I'm listening."

"Ah. Good." Clothing appeared in his hands.

"Put this on."

Vegeta looked at the clothing in question utterly appalled.

"No." He snarled.

"Oh fine. We'll just teach it to Goku then. I'm sure he'll put it to more use than you."

Vegeta shook with rage and grabbed the garment. He quickly changed.

"Get on with it!"

Smoke crept up through the crack under the door. After a moment it reached the bed. Chi Chi rubbed her nose and then buried her face in the covers. She sniffed the air.

Smoke.

She continued to try to relax. Pounding in her head was present but it was a bit better. She pulled herself closer to her husband. He was still sleeping.

Smoke.

Chi Chi opened her eyes and sat up. It was rather grainy in the room. Hmm. She rubbed her eyes.

Smoke.

Why was there smoke? She yawned. Strange.

She looked over at the man next to her. She smiled and laid back down. He wrapped an arm around her.

Smoke.

Fires caused smoke.

Fires can be dangerous.

What would cause a fire?

She was sure the oven was off. She had turned it off when she couldn't concentrate on cooking.

Cooking.

She wasn't cooking.

Someone was--

"Pan!"

She threw the covers off and ran to the kitchen.

Pan was battling flames. The pan she was using was up in smoke.

"What did you do?!" She pulled Pan backwards.

"I told you not to cook!" She pulled out a fire extinguisher.

"What am I going to do with you?" She sprayed the flames.

"I was trying to help!" Pan cried out.

"What's going on?" A sleepy voice asked from behind.

"Grandpa!" Pan jumped into his arms. He patted her head.

"Pan tried to cook."

"Oh." He sat down at the table, Pan still in his arms.

"Breakfast is ruined." Chi Chi leaned into te sink.

"We can go out to eat." Pan suggested.

"We?" Chi Chi put down the empty extinguisher.

"You have parents to cook for you. Where is this we?" Chi Chi turned on the faucet and started to clean.

"Uh. Bonding day?" Pan tried to smile.

"How about grounding day. Go home. I'll clean up and maybe--"

"So no breakfast?" Her husband did not like the sound of that.

"You'll get your damn food." She threw a plate at him. He caught it easily.

Pan lowered her head and left.

"All right if we do this, go out, we have some rules. You can't order the same dish seventeen times. You can't order seventeen other meals to replace it. You understand? We can't afford it!

"But-"

"Then no food for you!"

He lowered his head in defeat.

"Okay but I can't promise it'll be easy."

"Whatever, get dressed."

"What about you?" Goku asked a bit amused and half annoyed.

She looked down at what she was wearing-- a robe.

"Right. I'll get dressed after I finish here."

He left.

"Ah. Alone at last." Circe appeared sitting down on the counter by her.

"Ah! What are--"

"I told you, my spy, I was giving you an assignment for tonight. Do you go clubbing?"

Chi Chi blinked. She was not expecting that question.

"Do I look the type? I have morals and standards! I grew up."

Circe smiled and handed her a flier.

"Good. Here's a flier for the club you're going to."

"Hello! Did you not hear me?"

"You should let me plan your outfit."

"I do not--"

"You are my spy. You have no choice. Unless you want the world to end. I am giving you the chance to be the hero this time." Circe jumped off the counter.

"Come."

Circe beckoned for Chi Chi to follow her. After taking a few steps they ended up in Chi Chi's closet.

"Eh? How did we?"

"Hello! Powers. Let's see. Try this on."

Circe handed Chi Chi a black dress.

"Way too short."

"It's perfect. Wear it tonight. Go to the club." Circe pointed to the flyer still in Chi Chi's hands.

"What am I supposed to do at a club? How does that save Earth?"

"You'll meet a contact. At the bar. Third stool on his third drink. Have fun!"

Circe waved as she disappeared.

"Uh." Chi Chi looked at the dress once more.

"Hey, I just remembered we're going to have lunch with Bulma's family and where did you get that dress?"

Chi Chi jumped at her husband's presence and hid the dress behind her.

"Surprise?"

"It looks nice."

"Do you want to go on a date? Tonight?" She handed Goku the flier.

"To a club? I don't know."

"It could be fun."

"Okay. Sure I guess."

She sighed. Half relieved half annoyed.

"Anyway. let's go I'm starving!"

"Okay, now close your eyes." Old Kai does and waits for Vegeta to do the same.

He doesn't.

"Are they closed?"

"Yes."

"Liar!' He punched Vegeta in the head.

"Close them."

Vegeta growls but he complies this time.

"Now concentrate on a place you can go to. Really concentrate. Are you concentrating? This is important." He opened his eyes and watched The Prince.

"Yes!"

Satisfied, Old Kai closed his own eyes again.

"Good. Now will yourself there. Really picture yourself there."

Old Kai was visualizing that beach volleyball game in France. Oh how--

"How is this helping me?" Snapped The Prince.

Oh the youth.

"It's step one. Be thankful I am not making you get me coffee!"

Kibitokai shook his head. Why did he have to put up with this?

"Now again. Picture that place."

Vegeta shut his eyes tightly. Place huh. The thought of his precious GR came to mind but he shifted to something else. It was strangely more clear. He could feel the air, sand, wind, dust.

"Now will yourself there. Be there." Old Kai sang in his mind.

He visualized himself there. Appearing there.

"Vegeta, open your eyes."

Slowly he did.

He was in space.

"Eh what?"

"You went to a planet that no longer exists."

Vegeta said nothing.

"Why did you choose that place over everything else you could have gone to?"

Vegeta continued to survey the vastness of space.

"Well?"

The man was never going to leave him alone unless he said something, The Prince reasoned.

"This is where I died. The first time."

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

"I thought that was on Namek? Oh well. Come back. Your energy is about to be exhausted."

Vegeta closed his eyes and once again found himself on the Supreme Kai planet.

"Good. Now your energy is spent. Really, this is a hard task. You should get the hang of it soon. This technique is something only Kai's usually handle."

Vegeta's eyes fluttered rapidly before he passed out.

"Think he has a chance?" The young Kai asked.

"Right now? No." The elder answered.

Both stared sadly at The Prince.

Meanwhile a few hours later on Earth, the picnic was well under way. Bulma was furious.

"Where is he?" Bulma placed food down on a table.

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll be here." Chi Chi put down her own dish.

Chi Chi grabbed her side and groaned in pain. What was going on now? Circe? She really hated that demon slut.

"What's up with you?" Bulma asked forgetting her anger.

"Oh, it's nothing. I think I just pulled something." Chi Chi tried to smile but her face contorted in pain a second later.

"Mom, if dad--"

"Trunks you can't run off. I don't care if your father never shows up!"

The young Prince frowned and went back to plotting with his best friend.

"I wonder where Vegeta could be?" Bulma asked quietly.

The Prince in question was now woken from his slumber.

"Time to--"

Vegeta, not being a mor-afternoon person and being who he was, punched the Kai without bothering to check who had woken him.

A reflex. He was more than happy that his mate had not yet tried to wake him up vocally.

"Meh."

He pulled himself up into a seating position.

"Training--"

Vegeta remembered and he hated himself for that but raised his hand.

"No. I have to go. We'll commence when I am able to return."

Old Kai was annoyed but said nothing.

"So long, Vegeta." Kibitokai waved his goodbye.

With a graceful lading, Vegeta appeared in the middle of the picnic. Energy depleted he passed out.

His family and friends, who he denied were his friends and will til the day he died, gawked at him.

Trunks was the first to speak.

"Dad, please tell me you did not raid Gohan's closet."

Bra was just as mortified as her brother. Everyone but Gohan were in hysterics at this point.

"What-what the Hell are you wearing?" Bulma lost her footing and fell into the picnic table, but that did not stuffle her laughter.

"It looks worse than the outfit Goku wore when he returned from Yardat!" Krillin was on the ground rolling.

Vegeta remained unmoving. Bulma noticed this and started to sober up.

"Vegeta?"

"Honey?" She touched his shoulder but still no response.

"What's wrong with him?"

She leaned closer to him.

"Is he sleeping?"

He was.

"Stupid Catfish." He swatted at the air and rolled over.

"He looks less . . ." Krillin trailed off.

"Strange." Bulma tugged on his arm,

"What are you doing?"

"Someone take him home if he's not going to wake up." Bulma continued to struggle getting him to his feet.

"I can do it."

Trunks just wanted to get the fuck out there. Young girls with crushes. He felt so awkward and out of place.

"I can help!" Goten gave his friend a ," you're not leaving me here," look.

"I know my way home." He put his father's arm around his shoulder.

"But he's not exactly a feather." Goten took his other arm and put it around his shoulder.

"And both of you are coming back!" Both mother's shouted at their respective sons.

"Mom!"

They took off in the air.

"They're not coming back are they?"

Chi Chi shook her head as she watched her son disappear into the sky.

The boys carefully placed Vegeta down in bed. They surveyed their work, nodded at each other and left to celebrate a job well done.

It wasn't easy being superhuman.

"I hate those parties."

Trunks tossed Goten a drink. He caught it and popped the top.

"I feel like we're under review constantly." They both took a sip and sat down on the couch.

"Under review?" Trunks turned on the TV.

"Pan likes you, Bra likes me. But they wont come out and say it so they stare. I saw them writing down notes. Your fashion sense makes you a negative five con."

"And that means?"

"No clue."

They both sighed.

"How is--er-how are. Uh. What do you even call them?" Trunks didn't hide his jealousy of his companion's love life.

"Their name? I have a date with Calista tonight. Valese is busy." Goten sighed at that.

"Do you even like any of these girls? At all? What so ever?"

And if not why didn't he share? But Trunks would never voice that.

"I like them all for different reasons." He closed his eyes imagining the reasons.

"Right, other than sex, what do they offer?"

Serious, what the Hell at not sharing?

"That's not enough?"

Trunks sighed.

"Some cultures respect the woman." Trunks changed the channel.

"I respect what they do to me?"

Trunks hated the man next to him.

"Does your mom know?"

"My mom knows I date. That's all I am telling her."

Meaning, she'd kill him.

"Do you like any of them enough to be your girlfriend?

Goten thought about this for a second. He never tried to have a serious relationship before. In fact he never had a real girlfriend. He just liked dating-ever since he discovered the pleasures of woman at age thirteen.

However there were two girls that stood out from the rest.

Valese and Calista.

Valese. he was drawn to her. He wasn't his typical self around her. He opened doors for her, he listened when she spoke and felt...whole when she was present. Sure. Maybe she was the girl for him.

And Calistia?

The things she could do! She could own the porn industry one day.

He smiled.

"Valese and maybe--"

"Valese?" Trunks repeated horrified and amused at once.

Goten nodded slowly.

"Dude! She asked you how to eat a hamburger!" Trunks was not going to let him forget that moment.

"She was--"

"Serious. She's more . . .special than . . . your dad!"

That was also true.

"Hey! he's--what are you saying? That they're retarded?"

"Uh. Basically."

Goten punched him.

"Well, they're not. She's sheltered."

"And he fell on his head?"

"Shut up."

"Just saying. Don't hide from facts."

Another punch.

"They're fine mentally--"

"So you say."

Trunks laughed as he moved out of the way of another attack.

He loved this game.

"Should we go back soon?"

Nothing was on TV and nothing to do at either homes.

"What would we do there?" The once mastermind of their youth had nothing.

"Corrupt the youth?"

The student was now the master.

"Good idea, grasshopper."

They remained seated.

"Wasn't Cell a robotic grasshopper?"

Goten scratched his nose.

"I guess." Trunks turned off the TV.

"So all they really needed was a giant mason jar."

"Regrets." Trunks snapped his fingers.

They sat in silence for a moment.

"What were we going to do again?"

Hours after the picnic Chi Chi found herself in her closet. Her hair was down, flat ironed and she even put on some makeup. She hated the notion but put some one anyway.

She couldn't take her eyes from the mirror. Her dress was stunning. It matched her curves and fit her perfectly almost as if it were tailored just for her.

She couldn't stop staring.

"This isn't me."

"You look good."

She was not exactly sure how she managed it but her husband agreed to wear something other than his orange and blue fighting clothing.

Progress.

Now if only he would take out the trash and help with the dishes.

"Thanks." She smiled and move the bangs from her eyes.

"Are you ready?"

She took another glance in the mirror.

"Are you sure I look okay? I feel so awkward." She tugged at the hem.

"Yes." He walked up from behind and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her bare shoulder.

"It's like we're nineteen again and we're going out but Gohan's not crying." She closed her eyes.

"We never went out when he was a baby."

"I know. In my head we did." She sighed softly.

"Oh."

They stayed like that for a moment.

"Do you think we grew up too fast?" She ask breaking the silence.

"I lived in the woods until I was twelve. I don't think I can give you an answer you want."

She nodded.

"I'm ready."

The club was dark, loud and full of hundreds of people. Several of club goers-most of them--were in their teens and tweens. Chi Chi never felt so out of place.

"Why don't you find us a table and I'll get us drinks?"

Goku nodded and got lost amongst the crowd.

She looked for the bar. Third stool and third drink?

Bar! She spotted it. She made her way over. She found someone seated in the third stood and found three cups of some kind of drink.

Was there a secret password?

Handshake? Could she just go up?

How would this work?

"Hello, demon?"

She hung her head and took a breath.

She looked down and focused on her shoes. Was this real? Was she really bonded somehow to a demon? Was the Earth really in danger?

Well her life wasn't exactly normal before this-so she shouldn't be too thrown off.

"What?"

This was stupid.

"Uh. Hi."

The man laughed coldly and raised his glass.

"Sent by the bitch?"

He laughed only to cough violently. Some kind of gunk landed on Chi Chi's arm.

"Circe?" She grabbed some napkins to clean off her arm.

"Whatever. Take a seat." He motioned for her to take a seat. The surrounding patrons of the bar left. She reluctantly took a seat next to him.

" I own the place. Anyway, I heard things." He took another sip from his glass.

"Heard what?"

She traced her finger along the bar's counter top.

"Heard what?", he mocked, " What do you think? Demons. Daddy's gathering an army. Well he has hopeful recruits all over and the ones I know--have a plan to get him to notice 'em."

Her head was spinning.

"You dad? Um. What's the plan?"

"What do you think we call him? The plan is about destruction of course! They want to resurrect Anstice. Old evil. He comes back? Kiss this city goodbye."

She flinched.

"How do I stop this?"

He laughed.

"You don't have a prayer."

"How do I stop it?" Her voice harsher--more stern.

"Run. While you still have legs."

"I don't run. How do I stop him?"

"Get inhuman strength, learn to fight an rip out his heart."

He took another sip.

"We're done here."

"Wait-when is this going to happen? Where is this going to happen?"

The man said nothing.

"Please tell me. I have kids and grandchildren--"

"I said we're done!"

"Please--"

"Ask the bitch." Chi Chi looked away.

"Of course I would watch my back around her. She hates humans more than me."

"Thanks."

Her head exploded in pain. The shock of which caused her to slip out of her seat. She landed on her knees.

"Humans." The man scoffed.

Chi Chi crawled her way from the bar.

"Chi Chi what are you doing?"

Goku lifted her up from the ground.

"My head. I got light headed I guess." She leaned into him.

"Feeling better?"

"A little."