Later that afternoon, Goku and Gohan walk into the training room, followed by Chi-Chi, who was pushing Goten in the pram. Her hair in a high-ponytail, she was dressed in tight-fitting workout gear. She put the baby pram into a shady spot next to Trunks' playpen, and walk up to where Krillin, Piccolo and Vegeta are.

"I want to spar, too. " she said.

"Well, you and I could-" Goku began, but she cut him off.

"Yeah, we do that at home, remember?" she reminded.

Goku's cheeks flushed a bit pink, and his face got a goofy look, indicating that the "sparring" is usually a preamble to something else... But, then he turned to his wife seriously. "You know you don't have to prove anything to me?"

"Apparently I do." She huffed.

"Let your woman fight the human, Kakorat. We are wasting time." Vegeta said, aggravated.

"All right, Chi-Chi, take it easy on him? We don't want Krillin hurt?" Goku warned, because he'd seen Chi-Chi in full throttle mode; it was impressive to say the least…

Chi-Chi smileD and gave Goku a lingering kiss on the lips, then ran off to the mat with Krillin. Vegeta stepped in front of Goku, snapping his fingers in front of his face.

"Kakorat! Focus! This is training!" Vegeta snapped.

Goku, only slightly annoyed, tore his eyes reluctantly away from where Chi-Chi was doing stretches to warm up, and turned to face Vegeta.. On Chi-Chi's side, it seems as if she is winning, but then Krillin caught her by the calf as she started to high-kick him, knocking her to the ground and effectively pinning her down. Distracted, Goku is unable to block Vegeta, and gets thrown into the punching bag...

Instead of looking satisfied with himself, Vegeta merely looks annoyed.

"Kakorat! You were not even trying!" he accused.

However, Goku ignored him and followed Chi-Chi as she walked out of the door.

Chi-Chi stopped at the ocean's edge, tears welling in her eyes. Goku walked up behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist. "Are you okay?" he whispered.

"You were right... even Vegeta was right... I'm... useless... " she snuffled.

Goku spun her around to make her face him, his hands now on her arms. "That isn't true! You do things every day that I can't do... you're the best mom... and wife..."

"I'm weak..."

"No, you aren't." He cupped her chin to make her look into his face. "I was watching you; couldn't take my eyes off of you. Since I've known you, I love the way you fight. Fierce, like a warrior. But, graceful, and beautiful, like a hummingbird. It's part of what drew me to you. And, then I found out how much more there was... so much more... there's no one like you. No one can compare…"

Chi-Chi's arms slipped up around his neck. "Oh, Goku... "

"You almost did have him, you know." Goku said, his arms slipping around her waist. "You did real good. And, I wouldn't tell you that if it weren't true. You know that."

Chi-Chi leaned up and kissedhim softly, and he melted into the kiss. They stood there, locked in the embrace for a while, when a voice sounded in their ears.

"Kakorat, you will give me a real fight this time!" Vegeta insisted.

Goku and Chi-Chi looked over, and Vegeta was standing there, with Bulma behind him.

"You're ruining a nice romantic moment, Vegeta!" she scolded.

Vegeta waved his hand at her in a shooing motion, annoyed.

"It's all right; I should go check on Goten anyway." Chi-Chi said, and smiled at Goku and walked inside, followed by Bulma. Goku followed behind them with Vegeta, who was muttering to him about "useless distractions"...

It felt like no time until they had traveled to the tournament. In this large city of fancy-looking buildings, there is an enormous billboard that reads, "Welcome to the 15th Annual Ryuu Jutsu Tournament". Meanwhile, our Z gang was in a hotel room.

"Please, Vegeta? Come on... I deserve a night out! And, I know the others would enjoy It... " Bulma was cajoling.

"We are not here for some club, woman; we are here to prove ourselves!"

"You can't train at night!" Bulma huffed.

"Yes, I can, and anyway, what of the little one?"

"The hotel has a babysitter service. Now, we're going, and that is just all there is to it!" Bulma yelled.

"But- " Vegeta started to protest, but, before he could protest any more, Bulma had dragged Chi-Chi into the other room, slamming the door behind them so that they could get ready...

After about an hour or so, Vegeta, wearing nice chinos and a blue shirt, was on the couch, Trunks on his lap. Chi-Chi was all dressed up in a shimmery purple mini-dress, with her long hair completely down, and Goku was wearing jeans and a tight-fitting t-shirt. Krillin was dressed up in a white sport suit with a pastel blue top, slightly reminiscent of Miami Vice. Bulma, however, is not yet out in the living room.

The doorbell rang and a woman in her mid-forties is standing there when Krillin answers.

"Hello, I'm Katrina Montgomery, from the hotel's babysitting service." She said.

Vegeta rose, assessing this woman to the point of making her uncomfortable. "…No." he said after a long moment.

"Excuse me?" Katrina asked with a frown.

"You are not fit to watch my son. Go now." he dismissed.

"But- "

"I said leave!" Vegeta said very loudly, enough to make the pictures on the walls shake.

Hurriedly, frightened, Katrina raced away, slamming the door behind her. Bulma at this time comes out, all fixed up in a low-cut red dress.

"Where's the babysitter? I'm ready to go." She said eagerly.

"She had to leave." Vegeta told her.

"Oh? Vegeta… what did you do?" she demanded.

"Um… it's no problem, the little bald man will stay here." Vegeta said with a sheepish smile..

"I will?" Krillin balked.

"Yes, you will." Vegeta said through grit teeth. "At least then Trunks can get some training in."

Krillin nodded, slumping onto the couch...