so ha! I'm not dead! I've just been distracted…with a new ficcy! ::everyone runs for cover:: so it's not done, but it should be shortly and it's a bit… different… it's a goku/vegeta/bulma situation only the catch is, it's not a love triangle- more of a love three-some. kinky, no? ::ducks from flying objects and pre-emptive flames:: anywho, here's a rather short but eventful installment in Peter Pan to tide the masses… (haha):

rose tint my world – keep me safe from my trouble and pain

Bulma picked up her son and cradled him in her arms as his fussing turned to cooing.

"Aren't you a sweet boy? You're your Mommy's little prince, yes you are!" She let out a sigh as her thoughts returned to his Mommy's other little prince. "I don't know how anything as sweet and wonderful as you could have come from that jackass." Trunks looked up inquisitively at his mother. "That's right, your daddy's a jackass. But don't worry, I'm sure you won't take after that lazy good for nothing lout."

"Poisoning his mind against me already?"

Bulma gasped and searched for the source of the voice. He took step out of the shadows to aid her quest. She wasn't sure if she trusted her own eyes. After all these months, after all the dreams… was he really standing a couple feet away? There was no mistaking that rigid stance or proud features… but why now?

She crossed the few steps separating them without a thought. All the anger and distance between them had faded from her mind at the sound of his voice. All that mattered was that he was here now. Sensing her mind, he folded his arms across his chest before she tried to throw herself into them.

"I'm not back for… that."

"Don't flatter yourself." Her chin went up as well as her defenses. "I just wanted a good look at you."

He raised a brow as to inquiry on her findings.

"You don't look well. You look like you haven't slept at all. What's wrong?"

The other brow joined the first in leveling a pointed stare at her.

"Yeah, well it's been a rough couple of days."

His gaze didn't waver.

"Yeah, fine a rough couple of months. It's not like you care anyway. If you cared you wouldn't have left."

"I don't have time for this woman."

"Then what? What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" He snorted in disbelief. "You tell me. I didn't come back for my health."

"What?… oh, you heard that? I- but that was days ago." She colored slightly.

"I wasn't exactly in the neighborhood at the time."

"I can't believe- you heard me?"

"I don't know what you said… no, but I still heard you calling me. I can hear you anywhere. I told you that."

"I thought it was a joke."

"I do not joke."

"After all this time… all I had to do was- but where have you been? What have you been doing? Why did you leave? Everything has been so awful."

"There better be some sort of cosmic threat to you or the brat-"

"Well no… not exactly. But it's all messed up. I- I slept with Goku! I'm sorry but- no, I'm not. You left me! It would have never have happened if you hadn't gone! And- and- and Chi-Chi found out and she's really mad and what if she never let's Goku see his family again? And Goku is so bad- I've never seen him so torn up before. I don't know what to do Vegeta!"

"Stop that sniveling, You disgust me. Is this what's become of you? Have you really become that weak? Oh no, boo hoo, someone's mad at me! There are those whose families have been killed, their planets destroyed, their race annihilated and you are crying because you helped a man cheat on his wife? You're pathetic. I didn't come back to this miserable planet so that you could cry on my shoulder."

"I'm sorry, Vegeta, if my weakness offends you!" She spat back at him, fire sparking in her eyes for the first time in months. "So why did you come back to this miserable planet?"

"I thought there was some sort of crisis happening. I didn't realize it was just a spoiled girl crying in her milk."

"A spoiled girl? I'll show you- you arrogant asshole!" She screamed in aggravation.

He put one calm finger to his lips to cover a smirk, "Shhhh, you'll wake the baby."

Her eyes widened in disbelief. Her mouth worked up and down but she wasn't able to get any sound out.

"Why don't you go downstairs, fix me something to eat and we'll figure out what to do with this pathetic excuse for a problem you have?"

He manipulated her shoulders so that she faced the open door, then with a gentle but insistent shove, sent her out them. She marched wide-eyed to the kitchen and he followed laughing.

She prepared the snack –read: small feast- wordlessly, then plopped it down on the table. She sat down across from him and grabbed one of the sandwiches, nibbling on it as he inhaled the food.

"Well that was barely edible."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." She let out a sigh as she looked at all the empty dishes on the table. Took her fifteen minutes to make food he ate in fifteen seconds. With another weary sigh she grabbed a couple dishes and carried them over to the sink.

"Now since I'm feeling generous today and I've decided to allow you the benefit of my wisdom-" he paused at her snort, "fine, I've seen how great a job you're doing handling everything yourself."

"I'm sorry, forgive me oh great one. I am your humble pupil. Enlighten me."

"So you slept with the idiot and ruined his marriage. The question you have to ask is do you want to fix the marriage- or do you want to fix him?"

"I don't know. I-"

"Don't analyze it- you've got Michaels for that. You know the answer. What is it?"

"I- him. I want to fix him. I don't think the marriage was good for him anyway."

"I think you're a bit biased to make that judgement. So you want to be with him. There's your answer. Problem solved. I'm a genius."

"How has that solved anything? I knew that. But he's still a mess and I still don't know what to do."

"I don't know –or care- about what you do with the idiot. Get him away from here."

"We had been talking about an adventure."

"Adventure? Haven't you had enough of those?"

"That's it! Vegeta… I need a favor."

"I don't do favors."

"You haven't even heard what it is yet!"

"I don't care."

"Look, I need you to stay here and watch Trunks for a couple months."

"Absolutely not! Now you're abandoning your kid? Some mother…"

"Me? Abandoning my kid? You are such a hypocrite Mr. Disappears-For-Months-At-A-Time-And-Doesn't-Tell-Anyone-Where-He-Goes!"

"I'm no nanny! Your parents can watch the brat- they do anyway. Why would I need to stay?"

"You're his father! Besides… you know he's too strong. You should see the destruction he wreaks when he's fussy! Please? Think about it, my mom will cook all your meals, you'll have the gravity room back… all you have to do is look after one teeny tiny saiyan for a month or two."

"You would owe me so big-"

ha ha ha…I have no idea what I am doing… ha ha ha