Well this is the long-awaited sequel to A Red Red Rose!!!    And if you are reading this as just a single story please read my prequel to this, it might help you understand some things later on in the fic.

The Invitation

Chi-Chi sat at the table in her living room, sorting through her mail.  She tossed out the advertisements, and put the numerous bills to one side.  This left only one letter, a gold-embossed envelope with 'Capsule Corporation' written across the top in shiny purple letters.  Chi-chi opened it carefully, not wanting to rip the envelope.  Inside was a letter from Bulma.  It read as follows;

Dear Chi-Chi,

I was thinking that we never seem to see each other any more!!!  I have organized a dinner for all the old Z senshi plus new partners, and I would be glad if you could come.  Also, I have some special news, which I can only tell you so don't come racing in, saying 'What have you got to tell me?'!!! 

When are you going to get a phone??? It makes communication so difficult!!! 

The dinner will be on Wednesday week, at around 6:30.  Don't worry; I will definitely have enough food for 3 Saiyans!!!

I hope to see you there, please RSVP soon,

Bulma

Chi-Chi chuckled.  "Well, it sounds like Vegeta is still under Bulma's control.  I wonder what is going to happen with Vegeta!  He will probably leave after he has fought the androids."

"What?" asked Goku, who had been watching television with Gohan in the corner, while Piccolo was meditating on the coffee table.  He hadn't yet noticed that his cloak was hanging into a big jug of orange juice, or that his sparring outfit had a big rip over the place where the sun doesn't shine.

Chi-Chi tossed Goku the letter, but eventually Gohan had to read it for him. 

"Ooh, I wonder what the secret is," said Gohan, excitedly.  "Maybe she's gonna marry Yamcha, or have a baby or something!!!"

Goku suddenly burst out laughing.

"Well DUH!!!!  It's so obvious that Trunks is…"

"SHUT UP GOKU!!!!" Piccolo yelled suddenly, coming out of meditation with a bounce, which knocked over the jug.  "You know that you promised not to…"

"Not to what???  Oh go on Piccolo, you can trust me!!!" whined Gohan.

Piccolo looked at him, alarmed.  "Sorry Gohan, I can't tell you.  Let's go and spar."

"I'll come too, Pico, but only if you cover up your ass first," said Goku, laughing.

Piccolo blushed bright turquoise and they all trooped out noisily. 

~*~

Far away on a distant part of earth a man looked at a picture on the Internet. (A/N: Internet rox!!!!!!) 

"That is him!" he said gleefully.  "Vegeta, you're mine.  I'll pay you back for helping to defeat Frieza; I'll pay you back for conceiving your son, who killed my master and my master's father.  And now I know where you are.  You are staying with the beautiful *he consults a card, which he just printed out from the Internet* Bulllllll-mar Bryeefs who lives with her father Dre Bryeefs and her mother Mrus Bryeefs.  What funny names they have!!! (A/N: OK, you should have figured out by now that the guy's pronunciation is a little… up the creek.)  They live in the building called Capsyoolee Cor-poor-ay-tee-iyon in Japan.  Strange people.  These earthlings ought to invent a better alphabet.  Well, Vegeta, here I come."

He took off; carefully keeping his chi lowered, and set off for Capsule Corporation.

~*~

Bulma sat down, sighing.  She was at the stage of pregnancy where she was feeling very tired and very sick, but her waistband hadn't widened yet (basically, where the other story left off). 

The only problem was, she kept having these strange feelings, and she knew that Vegeta was having them too.  Call it women's intuition but she knew that something was going on inside Vegeta's head.

"Vegeta!" she said, suddenly, "what's wrong?  What has been happening?"

"It doesn't matter, Woman.  Do not bother your head with it.  Why don't you go and get changed, the others will be arriving soon!"

Bulma nodded, and walked slowly upstairs, savouring her energy. 

She dressed quickly, pulling on a long silver-blue low-cut dress, and adding a silver hair-band with pom-poms attached, for a joke.  She applied her make-up, and today the silver around her eyes and the red on her mouth seemed to enhance the spirit of waiting inside her.

Waiting.  She was waiting for the others to arrive, waiting to tell Chi-Chi of her pregnancy, waiting to find out what was bothering Vegeta, waiting for the baby's birth, waiting for the androids to arrive.  Waiting for death.  She shook herself, wanting to rid herself from such morbid thoughts.

The doorbell rang.

~*~

OK, next chapter you find out who the strange man is and what he wants with Vegeta (you can kind of guess why he hates him!), and everyone arrives at the party, and the drama begins!!!!  Please remember to review, and thank you everyone who reviewed on my last fic, I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!!  I need a title for this fic, something along the 'roses are red, violets are blue' lines, so if you have any ideas please leave them in the review I know you're going to give me or email me at mad_about_saiyans@hotmail.com.

I'll see you on the next chapter.