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A/N: I have to thank the Los Lonely Boys for their song "Velvet Sky", for it inspired me to write this chapter. So for those of you who are interested, you can check the song out and see why it inspired me so, lol. Enjoy!

Chapter 20

Bulma's Falling Star

Another few months passed it was now late spring. Trunks had turned two a month before and now he could say a few words, such as "Mamma", "Yes", and "No". Gohan still trained and he was always focusing his senses, just in case Vegeta decided to come back.

Gohan was training now, in the Capsule Corp. yard. It was getting dark, but he wanted to train more, to become more powerful. He was becoming his father, he knew, but it didn't bother him, because he had wanted to be like his father since he was very young. The sky was clear, showing millions of blinking stars, and the large moon was full casting a soft glow on the earth.

Gohan kicked and punched the air, having accidentally destroyed Bulma's combat robot a week before. He back flipped several times and landed on his feet; he let out a loud kiai and launched ahead, punching and kicking in rapid succession, so fast that any human onlookers would not be able to see his movements.

After a while, Gohan noticed that it was now completely dark out, save for the soft moonlight. He thought it was about time that he went inside, but as he walked he felt a nice breeze and decided to stay outside to lie on the grass and gaze at the stars.

Bulma had just put the little ones to bed, and was wondering where Gohan was, because it seemed like he hadn't come in from training yet. She decided that she would go check on him.

When she reached the door to the yard she saw that Gohan was on his back, arms behind his head, his gaze upward. Bulma smiled and went out the door.

"See anything interesting?" Bulma asked.

"Nah," Gohan said, "I just like to look at the stars."

Bulma sat down on the grass and laid back next to Gohan, also looking up at the stars, "I like stargazing as well."

They both laid there, looking up at the stars, each in their own thoughts. Bulma noticed a bright streak across the sky and she pointed to it. "You see it Gohan?"

"Yeah, a falling star," he said.

"You know you can make a wish on a falling star?"

"Yeah? Does it come true?"

"It can, I know my wish came true."

"You wished on a falling star?"

"Yeah, a long time ago, when I was four years old."

Bulma was four years old, her dad already a billionaire for creating the Hoi Poi Capsules. Their company was still small, but they were already planning the renovation to make it even bigger than it was.

Bulma sat on a blanket that was spread on the floor, holding her favorite stuffed animal as she watched an animated movie about a princess who was looking for love. Bulma watched as the princess ran from the altar where she was supposed to marry a big, ugly king of some other kingdom so that she could get more money for her father. The princess runs off and gets caught by goblins in the woods, and before they could eat her, a man from the town comes and rescues her. He takes her to his house and cares for her, which causes the princess to fall in love with the man. When the man finds out that she is a princess he is uncomfortable with loving her and makes her leave, which was the part where Bulma usually cried. She goes back to her castle and gets in big trouble with her father.

On the day the princess is to marry the ugly king of the other kingdom, the man from the town comes back and apologized, but she said that if she ran away again, she would be executed. Long story short: the man from the town convinces the king to let him marry his daughter and he and the princess live happily ever after.

Bulma loved that movie and she was inspired by it to have a prince charming of her own. So Bulma, being a child, went to find her mother to ask her about a "prince charming".

Bulma waddled into her parents' room and saw her mother hanging up some clothes.

"Mommy?" Bulma asked softly.

Mrs. Briefs looked and saw her daughter, "What is it, dear?"

"I want a prince charming."

Mrs. Briefs laughed, "Oh, you have to be much older than you are now, maybe someday."

"But I'm a princess, daddy said so," Bulma replied, her all knowing attitude showing even as a child.

"You're daddy's princess, but even princess's have to wait to find their prince charming."

"Oh, rats!"

Mrs. Briefs just laughed, and patted her daughter's head and said, "Someday."

Bulma left the room, not exactly happy that she had to wait until she was older to find her prince charming. She wasn't going to accept it. If I can't find my prince charming now, I'll just make one, she thought.

Bulma, though still being a toddler, was a genius at heart, her father's work rubbing off on her every day, and she knew the basics of engineering. Bulma stood in her father's lab, looking around for any objects that she could use to build her prince charming robot.

She grabbed some gears, some metal plates and a whole bunch of wires. She picked up a wrench and a blow torch and put a protective mask on.

"Alright, let's do this!" Bulma exclaimed and began working on her robot.

After two hours of working, Bulma realized that it was her bedtime, so she put the unfinished robot in safe place and went to her room and slept.

In the morning, Bulma woke up and went to go straight to the lab to continue working on her robot, but her mother found her and picked her up.

"I don't want you to play before you eat breakfast," Mrs. Briefs stated, "You're going to need the energy."

Bulma went to pout until she smelled her favorite breakfast being cooked in the kitchen, so she clung to her mother excitedly as they entered the kitchen.

After breakfast, Bulma went straight to the lab and got out her robot and began working on it.

Finally, after three hours of working, she finished the robot. It was not professional looking, for Bulma was but a child, but it was good enough. She turned it on and it buzzed, looking at Bulma. He bowed to her and held out his hand, and Bulma took it. They danced for a bit, but in the middle of the dance the robot overheated and broke down. Bulma sighed.

"Oh well," she said, "It was fun while it lasted."

She left the lab and went up to her room to play with her dolls.

"Oh, milady," Bulma made the man doll say, "You look beautiful today."

"Thank you, mister," Bulma said, pretending the girl doll was her.

"Will you marry me?" the boy doll said.

"No, I gotta wait 'til I'm older," the girl doll replied.

Bulma dropped the dolls to the floor and sighed. She decided that she would take a nap so she jumped into bed and closed her eyes, falling asleep after a little bit.

Bulma woke up and noticed that her room was dark, how long had she been asleep? Bulma looked at the clock and saw that it was eight o' clock at night. She ran to the window and looked outside. The dark sky was filled with millions of stars and Bulma smiled as she gazed at the stars. Suddenly, she saw a streak across the sky and knew it to be a falling star. She had heard that if you wish on a falling star your wish will come true someday. So Bulma closed her eyes and clasped her hands together.

"I wish that, one day, I will find my true love," Bulma whispered.

Gohan looked at Bulma and laughed, "So, dad was your wish come true?"

"Yeah, I guess." Bulma laughed, "He's my falling star.

"You want to go inside now? You've been training half the day and you missed dinner."

As if the word "dinner" was the cue word, Gohan's stomach rumbled, "Please tell me you saved me some."

"Of course," Bulma got up, "Come on."

Gohan followed Bulma into the Capsule Corp. neither knowing that Goku being Bulma's falling star had a more literal than they thought.

A four-year-old Bulma ran from the window and lay in bed. She couldn't believe that she had seen a falling star, what luck! She laid her head on her pillow and went back to sleep.

What Bulma didn't see was the object, the same object that she had wished upon, crash land in forest far away from her home. The object was a saiyan spacepod, and inside of it was a baby with a monkey tail and wild black hair. The baby opened its eyes and began crying as the pod's hatch opened and the strange, alien air came in, chilling the baby. The baby's crying echoed through the mountainous region in the east.

Down along a path, a man named Son Gohan heard the crying baby and followed the noise to a small crater. When he looked inside of it he saw a strange vessel with a baby inside of it. Gohan went to the pod and picked the baby up.

"Well, look at you," Gohan said, "You're not from around here, huh?"

The baby growled and threw its foot forward, catching Gohan off guard. The kick slammed into Gohan's chin, but the man was a trained martial artist so the blow did not harm him too much.

"Boy, you can kick…I see you don't take kindly to other people, but I can't just leave you here."

Son Gohan held the struggling child as he walked back to his small home in the woods.

The next day, the wild boy fell into a gulley and hit his head. Gohan traveled down the small valley and retrieved the child, he was amazed that it was still alive. The baby looked up at Gohan and smiled brightly, its arms reaching up for the old man. Gohan picked the boy up and held up above his head.

"Well, you've changed a bit," Gohan laughed. "I think I'll call you Son Goku."

So, Son Goku was indeed Bulma's falling star.

A/N: Well how was it? A little short, I know, but I didn't want too much "Bulma as a kid" filler. Hope you enjoyed chapter 20! ^_^