Goku sat down on the dirt road, propping himself up by Bulma 's car.

He had almost never been known to cry, he had cried when it was unbearable, like when someone had died in battle or he knew he was going to lose and there was nothing he could do about it.

It's always hard to let the tears flow free, you have some manly distinction to not cry around others. It's a symbol that you are weak, or maybe is it a sigh that there's more to you than people see.

His black bangs hung over his forehead, shadowing his eyes, yet the moonlight caught the silvery tears that trickled down his face. Yet he didn't make a sound. No whimpering, no bawling.

He didn't even know why he wanted to cry right now. Bulma turned to him, she had felt like she wanted to cry too, but one of them had to be tough. It was always like that with them, actually it was always Goku the one who didn't cry.

She knelt down, and brushed away some of the loose bangs that were covering his face. At the touch of her hand he looked up to meet her eyes with hers. She smiled, a kind reassuring smile. Goku smiled and raised a arm out to her. She took his hand and gently put it against her cheek. She rubbed it up and down her face, reveling in it's warmth. Goku reached up with his other arm and wrapped it around her waist, he then gently pulled her down until she was safely nuzzling his chest.

Bulma sighed, and rested her head in the crook of his neck. Goku wrapped his arms around her waist and sighed, the tears stopped.

Bulma smiled, she didn't like seeing anyone cry, especially Goku. To see him cry was as if to see a toddler fall on his bike and scrape his knee. He tries to hold it in, but really he just wants someone to make it better. Yet Bulma couldn't ease the pain, this pain was too great, it welt up her heart and throat and she found it difficult to swallow, even think.

The feeling was temptation. The both couldn't help themselves, the wanted to run to each others arms and never let go. Goku knew she could feel this feeling to. You can see this feeling in someone's eyes, it's a look of need, like a mother looking for her child.

Bulma relaxed, Goku could feel her body go limp in his arms. Bulma sniffed the air, she could still smell a trace of chocolate ice cream on Goku's breath, also the smell of fresh grass and wildflowers.

"What about Chi Chi, Goten, Gohan, Vegeta?" his mind yelled

"What about Vegeta, Trunks, Chi Chi, Goten, Gohan?" her mind yelled

Goku looked down into her eyes.

Bulma looked up into his.

Goku slowly leaned his head down and caught her lips in a subtle kiss.

"Please, not now." both their minds responded.

Gomay looked down from the tree. He had followed the strange energy ping in Goku's energy flow to this point. and saw them. He held the glowing orange ball in his hand, the three red stars glowed brightly with renewed energy. Dende's voice echoed through out his head, as a new wind started to ripple through his black and gold Gi.

"The manuscripts of Kame, clearly state that within a month 's period of time the unborn Dragonball 's give off a Magical aura. To animals it's completely harmless, but to humans they have more dire consequences.

Gomay looked down at the two below on the road. It wasn't until that moment that he knew what was going on. Vegeta had told him the ancient ways of the sayjin.

What the strange ping was in Goku's energy signature was Bulma 's energy signature.

"There in love?" a voice asked behind him. Kyjin, looked at his friend. Gomay had always been a little naive and always happy, much like Goku. Now something was bugging him.

"Yes they are." Gomay said quietly.

"it's the Dragonball of love." Gomay said. as he slipped the ball into his pouch.

"There's going to be a lot of trouble coming are way isn't it. We're not going to just ignore it, are we?"

"Nope."

Kyjin lifted into the air, breaking through the leaves. "Coming?"

Gomay looked down for a moment at the couple, and gave a salute.

"Good luck." he said before taking off after Kyjin.