Another update, I got this running through my head right now, I gotta get it out. I laid in bed and I couldn't stop thinking of what I was going to write next! You guys better like it. Ha jk! But I hope you do, this is a pretty crazy chapter, we are going to kind of prepare for the big baby shower coming up…. Umm, im still playing it out though, I'm trying to gauge an ending for this thing, I can't believe its already 26 chapters! Ok so ill stop rambling, PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!! PLEASE!!! Thanks to the few I did get, I know ive been updating like crazy, but enjoy!

I DON'T OWN DBZ… just Austin… and Rowdy…. But I don't care you can take em, haha

With Pan and Austin:

"Well that went well," Pan said joking as she glanced over to Austin who was still standing next to her.

"Ya, I would say that wasn't good," he shook his head, "But what are you going to do, it's not like you taught Chase to do that."

"I know but, I mean what if that was your son and he started calling another man dad?"

Austin thought about it for a minute and could see what Pan was saying; he would probably be pretty pissed, "You're right. I guess he will hate me even more then," he smirked.

"Great, that makes it a lot better for me to deal with then," she rolled her eyes and took a seat back down in the sand.

"So what are you doing Friday," he asked sitting down next to her?

"Actually I have to go back home, my mom is having a baby and her baby shower is this weekend. I haven't seen anyone in like 6 months so it should prove to be interesting," she took a deep breath as she stared out into the crystal blue water.

"That sucks, I wanted to hang with you, I was thinking of having a little cookout, party thing, but I guess I'll have to put it off," he pushed her gently.

"You could always invite your other friend," Pan retorted giving him a dirty look.

Austin began to chuckle, "Pan I dumped her ass, she wasn't the type of girl I'm looking for, she just liked me cause I am a police officer."

Pan shook her head and stood up, "Well then, why don't you come to Japan with me," she smiled, "It will be so fun and I can show you all the best places to go?"

"I don't know Pan, your family's all going to be there, and I mean you don't want me to meet all them," he said shaking his head no.

"Austin, we are friends, remember? It will be great, and you can help me with Chase when Trunks isn't around. And plus it will give me someone to hang with, I already got a hotel and everything, please," she pleaded with her best puppy dog face.

Austin sat for a few minutes contemplating the outcome of either answer, he sighed, "Fine, you twisted my arm, I'll go with you." Austin stood up and Pan jumped on him, giving him the biggest hug he had ever received. "Let's go inside and find you a plane ticket then Mr., and we can start packing," Pan squealed as she grabbed his hand and pulled him into her condo.

With Trunks:

Trunks was sitting in his hotel with Chase lying on his bed, feeding him as he searched the TV for something to watch. He still couldn't get what had happened at Pans house out of his head, it really irked him to know that Chase called that son of a bitch dad. He looked over at the boy; seeing he had fallen asleep he slowly pulled the bottle from his mouth and put his little blue blanket over his body. He put some pillows around both sides of him and stood up walking over to the window, looking out at the ocean view, letting his thoughts wander, trying to figure out what his next move should be. His phone started ringing and he quickly reached into his pocket to silence it, he didn't want the baby to wake up already; "Trunks Briefs."

"Hey honey, it's your mom," Bulma smiled hearing her son's voice come over the line.

"Hey mom, hold on for one sec ok," he said, quietly opening the balcony door and slipping out, leaving it cracked so he could hear any movement from inside. "Ok, I'm here."

"I'm sorry Trunks am I interrupting something," Bulma asked not wanting to keep her son from something he was doing.

"No, I just got Chase to fall asleep, I didn't want to wake him," he smiled staring in at the little boy who slept on the bed.

"Oh Trunks I can't wait to see him, did you talk to Pan? Is she coming home this weekend?"

Trunks sighed, "Ya she is, but Mom I really don't know if I can get her back, so much shit has transpired between us, and today when I went to pick Chase up she asked me if I wanted to take him for a couple hours, have some alone time together.."

"Son that is great, that means she still trusts you," Bulma's voice was full of enthusiasm.

"Yes mother that is great but when I went to get him she was with that other guy and when I went to take Chase from him, well he called him dada," Trunks' voice filled with sadness, as he still kept his sights on Chase from afar.

"Oh baby," Bulma cood into the phone, "I'm sure it was just a mistake, he is just a baby, he doesn't know and especially with him only seeing you once in awhile he probably has never had the chance to learn," she tried to explain to Trunks. She could hear it in his voice how devastated he was over the mix up.

"I know mom, I am really hoping this homecoming will give us a chance to work everything out."

"Well actually that is what I am calling about, when are you coming home? I want to have the bots clean out your room for you," she smiled into the receiver.

"I got my tickets yesterday, I am leaving tomorrow afternoon."

"That sounds perfect! Your sister and Goten already have arrived; they are helping me get all the decorations ready and are going to help me get the menu put together."

"Gotens staying there? Is dad alright with that mom? You do remember that last time dad saw him he tried to kill him, that does ring a bell," Trunks asked a little nervous of his best friend staying at their home.

"No he's not ok with it, but he's keeping his cool, I made him a proposition and on top of that he has to try and make things right between him and Bra, they still aren't speaking to each other. Two hard headed saiyans at their best," she chuckled.

"Alright, I'm going to get off of here, I will see you soon though," Trunks smiled, thinking of finally getting home, seeing his family and friends.

"Ok son, I love you, have a safe flight, I'll see you soon!"

"I love you too mom," Trunks hung the phone up and placed it back into his pocket, he walked back in and laid down next to his son, trying to catch a little nap to before his long trip home tomorrow.

Japan:

"Bra, come on I think we got enough decorations babe," Goten sighed as he pushed the over flowing cart around the party supply store.

"Shush Goten, you know this is your sister in laws party, you could be a little more worried about the way it's going to look," she said shooting him a death glare. Goten decided to just keep his mouth shut and continue on with shopping; one thing he absolutely hated. He followed slowly behind Bra, making sure he didn't run over her heals with the cart, and tried to zone out while she gallivanted to every end of the store at least three times. Finally before he decided it would be the best thing to just kill himself with a ki blast, she said they were done, which were the best words she had said all day.

"I'm hungry Bra, let's stop and get some food," he complained standing in line as the cashier rang out their cart full.

"Just wait Goten, we can eat when we get back home; mom and I have to start decorating to make sure that it's perfect," Bra stated as she handed the cashier her credit card.

"Whatever," Goten sighed grabbing his phone out of his pocket checking the time, hoping that today was almost over. He loved Bra but he couldn't stand when she would ignore him the way she did when it came to things she liked to do. They could never go out and do anything that he wanted to do without her complaining that he wasn't paying attention to her or that it was no fun. She didn't like to train, she didn't like to go out to the bars all that much, and she didn't eat as much either.

The cashier piled the bags into their cart and they headed outside to Bra's black Range Rover. She opened the door to the back seats and Goten placed the fifty bags inside. They both got in and headed back to capsule corp. When they arrived Bra headed inside and let Goten get the bags, something he had come accustomed to; she was a princess right, he sighed again.

"Mom," Bra screamed at the bottom of the steps, "We're home with the decorations!" But there was no answer, but she heard footsteps coming in from the other room, "Mom," she said as she went to meet her, but stopped when she saw who it really was.

"Your mother is out for the afternoon," he spoke sternly, propping himself up against the wall, crossing his arms in front of his chest, "She has a meeting." Bra shrugged her shoulders and went to turn around and exit the room, "Stop there Brat." She let out a loud breath of air and turned herself back around to face her father's onyx eyes. She truly did not want to deal with him right now, especially while her mother wasn't home. "This right here, this attitude you have stops now," he said staring at her, "I am sick of it, and your mother is sick of it," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Whatever."

He shook his head letting a smirk play on his lips, "Listen to me right now Bra Briefs, it's not whatever, it is to stop this instant. There will be no more of these games of you not speaking to me, and there will be no more sneaking around in my house, understood?"

"Dad you don't know anything about me, you haven't tried to talk to me in almost 3 months, and now you want me to drop my attitude, why don't you drop yours for a change and maybe try and be a father for once instead of the 'prince of all saiyans'; and plus this isn't even your house this is moms you just live here" she said giving him a look of disgust.

Vegeta's ki began to rise, just like her mother, he thought to himself as he watched her stand there and cross her arms. "I don't have to change my attitude, I am your father and you will do as I say. You want to see how much of my house this is, because if you do, Brat, that third class piece of shit you dragged in with you will be out on his ass."

Bra couldn't even believe her father right now, this was exactly the reason she stopped talking to him, his pompous arrogant attitude. Thinking he can do whatever and say anything he wanted to, well that wasn't going to cut it with her anymore. "Whatever Father, until you change you can expect not having me around," she shrugged her shoulders and spun herself around to leave the room. She felt her father's ki raising more and knew she had struck a nerve with him.

"Stop right there BRAT, I'm done being nice. I don't want you seeing that baka he is no good for you. I want him out, I want him out of MY HOUSE NOW," he screamed letting his temper take over him; he hadn't even realized that Bra had started crying, and Goten had now joined them in the room.

"You don't know what I gave up to be here, to be your father, and you think I am selfish? I could have left; I could have left your mother and Trunks and never returned. I could have killed them, destroyed this whole fucking PLANET, but no I didn't," he continued his rant, as the walls began to shake, "I gave up my life, my fucking dignity as a saiyan elite, the fucking Prince of all Saiyans, and stayed here on this worthless fucking planet." His hair flickered, his eyes flickered, he was in the process of changing, Goten was trying to think of something to do, he ran out of the room and pulled out his cell and called Bulma's emergency cell, screaming for her to get over to the main house immediately.

"STOP DAD, STOP THIS," Bra screamed back! "If this planet is so worthless to you, then just leave, leave and make all of our lives better," she spat back as tears poured out of her eyes. "I love Goten and he isn't leaving, he is 50 times a better man then you will ever be," she screamed.

As there screaming match went on and Goten tried to pull Bra back Bulma arrived. She ran into the house and got between both of them, seeing her husband in super saiyan and Bra balling her eyes out, she screamed, "STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU STOP THIS BULL SHIT NOW!!!"

"Don't get in the middle of this woman," Vegeta barked at her, "This is between me and your daughter."

"No Vegeta, stop. This isn't happening, get out, get out now before I really get pissed," she turned to him, giving him the look. He shook his head and mumbled under his breath, turning around he stormed out of the back door, blasting into the sky. As soon as he was gone Bra collapsed to the floor, and Goten got down to comfort her. Bulma walked over to the window, seeing her husband flying off, hoping he would cool down and return. She turned back around and focused in on Bra, her eyes narrowed as her hand latched to her hip. "And what the hell was that all about young lady?"

Bra shook her head, "He flipped out mom, he said he wanted Goten out of the house and I told him to stop his stupid act and be a better father and if he couldn't then maybe he's the one who should leave and make our lives better," she cried into Goten's chest, feeling her mother's piercing glare on her. "I told him he was selfish and that he didn't know anything about me and then he went off saying he gave up tons of things to stay here with us and that I am selfish."

Bulma took a deep breath and shook her head, trying to talk to Vegeta through their bond but he had shut it, not letting her in his head. "Goten take Bra to her room please," she sighed as she walked back over to the window, looking into the sky.

The kids truly had no clue the inner battle that their father had to go through; the feeling of being a letdown as a saiyan elite and just as a saiyan in general. They had no clue the dreams he gave up, the things he didn't do because of her, because of Trunks, they just assumed he made a choice and that's just how he was. She knew he was hurting right now, that he was angry. Bra had never spoken to him like that, said nasty things to him like that, and he had never raised his voice to her in that way, ever. She knew that right now that would be eating him alive, that he would be beating himself up over it for days; she hoped it wouldn't take him days to return. The last time he had left in such anger he didn't return home for weeks, she thought he had left, gone back to space, and still to this day she never found out where he was. "Please come home Vegeta, we can fix this together," she said quietly still staring to the sky.