Chapter 51: Maya and Tsuyoshi

A year had passed since the time the dragon balls were last used to bring by Goku to the world of the living. Now the hunt was on for them once more to bring back the Saiyan that could destroy planets in mere seconds with the power he contained.

A wail echoed through a room, catching her attention. Rushing over, she grasped and held the small body to her torso, making her body rock on her heels. Walking out of the room, her sapphire eyes swept to see Bunny cooing over her sleeping child. Even her uncle was there helping out with the handfuls.

"Bulma can you get me a bottle? Tsuyoshi is hungry." Makoto questioned as she smiled at her son who was calming down. She was sure when he was eating then he would definitely be happy. It's been two months since she gave birth to her children, who were on formula with a mixture of breast milk.

Rocking her son close to her body, smiling as her uncle took hold of her daughter, she watched him leave the room. Taking the warm bottle, she held it to her son's small mouth, who took it eagerly. Laughing softly, not wanting to wake Maya, she held it there for her son.

Maya was the first to be born after eight months and fifteen days of waiting. Her hair was black but it had a tint of indigo when it was caught by the sun with ebony eyes like her father. She seemed to be the one that likes to annoy her brother until he was crying.

Of course Tsuyoshi does the same thing to her as pay back when she tried to sleep. His hair was more purple then anything. If he was kept indoors and didn't get the sun then it might darken into a dark violet. His eyes were a dark sapphire with a birthmark of a small star on his shoulder blade on his left side.

Smiling at her son, she watched his eyes dance around, taking everything in. She was happy that her children were healthy, even if they were a constant reminder of who she lost. Every time Makoto looked at her twin children. She saw a reflection of Broly in them in some way.

"How is it?" Kazuhiko asked as he leaned over the back of the couch to look at his great-nephew that was watching him now. Making a face, wanting the feeding child to laugh, he smiled. He wondered how her parents would have handled the situation that she was in. He knew they would support her.

"Fine. He's hungry like a little Goku." Makoto joked since she got to know the man that helped release her lover from his pain. It made her wonder why Broly – who was out of control at the time – begged to be released. Did he have some way of getting through to them while in that state?

He nodded and walked around the furniture to sit beside his niece who seemed to be taking care of everything perfectly. It was like her mother was in her, helping her along the way. Also, she had Bulma to answer any questions if she had any. "Bulma thanks for looking out for her."

"It's not a problem. Makoto needed the guidance so I offered." Bulma said as she walked toward the kitchen for something to drink. She had to get a lemonade for Makoto since she was only drinking that now. Smiling at the thought of the young woman that was now a mother, it almost reminded her of being a mother for the first time.

Setting down the glasses, she took a sip of her tea and kept an eye on the two. When she found out that the indigo haired woman was going to have twins at five months into the pregnancy, she wondered if Makoto would be able to handle it. Having twins was double the stress so it just worried her.

Seeing the new mother adjusted to the new responsibility, she smiled. It was perfect.

Handing her uncle the bottle that was more then half empty, she set her son upright, patting his back gently, waiting for that little burp that came from the two of them when it came to burping. Getting up and walking around, feeling a glare from Vegeta who looked like he didn't have a wink of sleep, she waited.

Turns out having twins were a little harder then it sounded on television. They both had their own times they want to wake up for a change, feeding, or something else. This bothered Vegeta because he could hear the cries from the bedroom, almost making him lose sleep over it. It made him want to go to somewhere isolate so he wouldn't put up with it anymore.

Hearing the sound, she waited for anymore. Once the sapphire eyed woman deemed it good enough, she held her indigo haired son away to look at the dark azure eyes. A flash of Broly hit her at that moment but it wasn't as serious as usually. It had to be the fact that the indigo haired woman was standing with one of her children in her hands. "Ready to go join your sister?"

Nothing answered her but coos and other noises from her son that was born three hours after his sister. Resting him against her, she bounced him a little hoping it would get him to sleep. At least she had people to help with the care of her children since she almost collapsed trying to take care of them herself once. "I take it the lemonade is mine?"

Bulma nodded as she looked over, seeing Vegeta storm out of the room. Shrugging at the sleepless prince, her gaze turned back to the new mother and child. It brought back memories of her and Trunks when she first had her son.

"How many balls do they have now?" Kazuhiko asked as he looked over at the scientist that's been allowing his extended family to stay. He couldn't thank her enough for the offer but it seemed to go a long way for her. Makoto seemed a lot better instead of being forced to the cabin where she was going to go before Broly was killed.

"Two I think. One's being the five star ball and the other is the seven star ball." Bulma replied since she got a call yesterday from Gohan, who said they had two balls and were heading for the third next.

"So five more then right? Unless this dragon can make more to make it even harder." Makoto said. She was clueless over the subject of Shenron, even when Bulma and the others tried to explain it to her. She just didn't understand it at all.

Her gaze trailed down to her son, seeing him try to fight off sleep so he could see what was going on in the world but sleep won. As he fell into his dreamworld once more, like his sister, and for her to take a break until one of them woke up again.

Setting him beside his sister who had her arms tossed up around her head, a smile graced their mother's face. Seeing her children asleep and protected made her want to stay there. It made her want to see how Broly would react when he found out he had children waiting for him. It made her reunion with him much sweeter. At least it was when she envisioned it.

Stepping out with the door closed and the monitor on like before behind her, Makoto wanted them to find the balls sooner. She wanted her children to know their father so they didn't feel abandoned later on if they asked. The azure eyed woman wanted to know if the wish of his good side coming back, while the dark beast stayed in hell, was possible.

"Maya, Tsuyoshi, almost time. Your father is going to come home . . . soon. I hope." The short haired woman whispered to herself as she stepped into the living room where everyone but Vegeta was gathered. Even if children with two adults were on the trip for the dragon balls. It made her wonder what could go wrong along the way. What if the dragon balls don't work?

That feeling of wanting to tear up and let it all out when she first lost her Saiyan lover came over her. She had to be strong though. She had to be strong for her children, uncle, friends, and most of all Broly. She had to believe in the four that are going for the dragon balls.

Sorry that I did a time skip but I don't really want to document every bitty thing of her pregnancy and everything else. Also I actually like how I had this all switched around. In the outline I had Trunks, Goten and the others going dragon ball hunting after Chapter 49 which got ended by my stupid mistake. So I did the twins first since I originally had it where Broly would get to see his children but my outline fooled me.