Authors Note: About time I got off my lazy ass to write this. Geez, I would of thought that all the reviews would have made me write...::sweat drops:: Gomen, I've just been moving and stuff, gomen, minna-san! .;; ANYWAY, to the person who said 'your fic sucked' and all that crap, F*CK YOU. If you don't like my fic, I don't give a damn. Go suck on a dead frog, buddy. ::Turns to all readers/reviewers she likes (a.k.a., everyone but that person):: Arigato for the positive reviews! ^_^
In this chapter of the fic, I kind of have only Chichi, Bulma and Trunks, except for at the end. Everyone is off fighting and stuff. Like I said, this was written almost four years ago!
This chappie is dedicated to Meph-chan, Dee-chan, Ranma-kun, and to my Joi-chan! Aishiteru, minna-chan!
Brady
PS Remember, this isn't the normal DBZ time line...::sigh::

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"I'm worried." Bulma fretted, pacing around Muton Roshi's living room. Chichi nodded from where she was sitting, holding a now-sleeping Trunks.
"I know! It'll give us wrinkles before our time." She sighed, rocking the baby slightly. "Those men..."
"Should retire." Bulma supplied firmly. "Stop putting us in cardiac arrest!"
"Goku's happiest when he's fighting."
"Vegita's happiest when he's causing someone pain." Bulma muttered, stomping into the kitchen. Loud crashes could be heard as she threw together some sandwiches and scuffled back out. "I should maim him once in awhile."
"You're head over heels for that man." Chichi said, voice awed. Bulma froze in mid-sandwich bite and stared at her.
"Is it *that* obvious?"
"No. Just the way...you look when you talk about him." Chichi continued gazing at her eating friend, eyes soft. "You look...different."
"Waaaal bow?" Bulma swallowed her mouthful of food. "I meant, 'how so'."
"I don't know." Chichi smiled and shook her head. "Maybe it's all my imagination."
"Being married to Goku for so long has made you looney." Bulma giggled, placing a sandwich on Chichi's side. "Do you want me to take Trunks?"
Chichi grinned and handed the snoring child over to her. "He's adorable."
"Don't I know it?" Bulma laughed and glanced down at him. "Sometimes...I find it hard to believe he's Vegita's kid."
"I'll bet Trunks will have a temper." Chichi laughed, taking a bite of her sandwich.
"Not if I have anything to say about it!"
"You do." Chichi snickered. "You and Vegita have really *wicked* tempers, Bulma."
"Not when it comes to my wittle Twunksy-Wunksy." Bulma said, voice baby-ish. Trunks started drooling slightly.
Chichi sighed, rolling her eyes and continued eating.
"Besides, Vegita isn't *that* bad, Chichi..."

~*~FLASHBACK~*~

"You *do* know you're just an idiotic human, don't you?" Vegita growled.
Bulma rolled her bright eyes exaggeratedly. "Hai, hai, I know, I know. BUT, I can cook. Something you can't do, Veggie-head. So sit down, shut up, and be POLITE for once!"
"Woman, you're a bitch." Vegita muttered, but sat down nonetheless. Bulma smiled, satisfied, and turned back to the stove.
"Why do you even let me stay here?" He growled.
She turned again, eyes blinking. "What do you mean?"
"I don't have to be an expert on humans to know that you can hardly stand my presence here. Why do you let me stay?"
"Because you would bitch and moan and get really, really pissed off and probably even blow up my entire house so..." She shrugged. And noted his eyes. They weren't cold or hostile. They were empty. Did... was Vegita... No. It had to be her imagination. The only time she'd seen someone like that was when Chichi yelled at Goku that she didn't love him. Like she'd thought, only her imagination.
But Bulma lightened her answer and said "You're really the only person who doesn't cower when I start yelling at them. You actually fight back. And I respect that."
When he gave her a small half of a half smile, she knew he'd said the right thing.
The weird part was...that she had meant it.

~*~END FLASHBACK~*~

"That was nice of you." Chichi muttered through the sandwich, swallowing the piece. "So, you really meant it?"
"Yeah. I was already worshiping the guy. I have *no* idea why...but... I love him, damnit."
"...I feel your pain. Saiya-jins can be pretty dense about that stuff."
"What stuff?"
"Feelings."
"Even Goku?"
"The densest."
"I wonder when they're coming back." Chichi sighed.
"...soon, I hope..."

~*~12 hours later~*~

"Bulma? Mom?" Chichi woke up when Gohan shook her gently.
Bulma was awaken in a similar way, except by a somber looking Yamcha. Even with their past, she caught one look of the saddened expression and held onto his hand tightly. "What's wrong?" She whispered.
Yamcha and Gohan retreated, so they were standing with Piccolo, Roshi, Teinshinhan and Chou zou. Vegita was outside.
"What happened?" Chichi sat up on the couch, looking panicked. "Where's Goku?!"
"Mom..." Gohan whispered. "...something happened..."


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That's all for now. I KNOW it's short and shit, but it has to be cuz the next chappie is way long. Gohan tempts death, as does Bulma. ^_^ Except she tries a different way.