Unbeknownst to the three adults in the room plus Prince Vegita, Little Bra Briefs had dropped her crayons and transported to her much loved older brother who jumped at least ten feet into the air. Bra tackled Trunks at the same time she transmitted back to her parents. The siblings rolled over and off the table and King Vejita's feet.

"Bra! Where are we?"

"Brat, where did you go?" demanded Little Vegita.

The girl smiled at everyone. She pulled herself and Trunks onto their feet. "Grandpa, this is my brother."

King Vejita studied the boy. He did looked a lot like his son. Trunks, in turned studied the man he knew he brought back to life. "Hi, I'm Trunks." The more the king studied the boy, the more he noticed was the same was his own son. Maybe I am wrong but, King Vejita told himself, I'll never admit it if I was.

"I was wondering when you would get here. Goten wasn't worried a bit but then Goten never worries about anything."

"I wouldn't doubt it, father," commented the young Vegita. "That weakling wasn't worried when he insult the prince of saiyans, and he should have."

"Yeah, but he knew he was way stronger than you are; he could have easily beat you. I don't think you could kill Yamcha and he's the weakest fighter out of the gang."

"How would you know, brat? I've been training this whole week while you've done nothing but talk on the phone with that idiot friend of yours."

Trunks glared at the young prince. "So what! I don't need to train right now."

Vegeta glared at his son. "If you believe that, then you're no saiyan. Tonight I better see you training."

The boy glances at the floor. "Yes, Dad."

Bulma was fuming at her husband. "VEGETA!" she screeched. All of the saiyans flinched as the screech magnified in their sensitive ears. "What about me? Your sorry-excuse-for-a-saiyan-king father insulted me and our son! Aren't you going to do something?"

"What am I suppose to do?"

"I don't know, just do something!"

"Like what?"

"Something…something Goku would do if someone said that about his wife and son."

"Kakarot? I'll never do something like that clown Kakarot would do," Vegeta said angrily at his wife.

"That's for sure! Goku's a much better man than you'll ever be!" Bulma stormed out of the room and outside where she pulled out a capsule car, missing the briefly hurt expression on the saiyan prince's face.

Bra started crying. She buried her face into her grandfather's legs. She hated when her parents cry! Trunks couldn't understand why his mother wanted his father to be more like Goku. Goku, for all what he is, wasn't the kind of father he needed or wanted and Goku was no man for his mother. Little Vegita was shocked. In the week he was living with his older self and his family, he had never once seen a major fight of the couple. To any other person, the fighting couple looked on the verge of killing each other but Vegita could easily tell the pair wasn't really hurting the other. This fight was different. This fight actually hurt King's feelings and in turn hurt his own feelings of puppy love he had on the older woman. How can she hurt him like that? Doesn't she know what she does to him? he asked himself. King Vejita looked back at the still swinging door from which Bulma left. He didn't know that his baiting the woman would cause her to blow up like that. He now knew that she was right, the boy was truly his grandson.

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Bulma drove recklessly, unknowingly causing chaos behind her. She left her hands of the staring wheel to wipe her eyes. "Why can't he just once act like he care?" She saw that a red light was coming ever closer to her. She quickly put her hands on the wheel and her foot on the brakes. She looked around as she waited for the green light. She noticed a sign that read: NEED SOMEONE TO TALK TO? COME ON IN AND CONFESSED YOUR SOUL TO US! ONLY $150 PER HOUR. She stepped on the gas, turn into the small side street leading to the building that had posted the sign.

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"Son Goten! What could you have been thinking?" black hair woman yelled to her son. She quickly turns towards her father-in-law and told him, "Not that I mind you are here."

Bardock nodded, not want ChiChi to stay to long on him. She didn't. The woman quickly went back to yelling at her baby. Goku looked ready to cry. ChiChi wouldn't let them eat until she was done "talking" to Goten. Videl, taking pity on the saiyan, quickly finish setting the table. The four men and her daughter rapidly shove the food into their large mouths. Gohan's wife went over to a side table, laden with enough food to feed two normal humans. ChiChi had set the food aside to make sure that there was enough for the women to eat.

"But Mom! I'm hungry! Can't this wait? Their going to eat all of the food," whined the young Goten.

ChiChi looked around. "Fine, Goten, but this isn't over yet. Not by a long shot."

Goten hurried and try to catch up with his older brother's rate of food consumed, not wanting to have less lunch then anyone else. All to soon, lunch was over.

"Mom, can I go over to Bulma's house? I want to talk to Trunks." The boy gave his mother his puppy dog look that has been proved never to fail time and time again. ChiChi sighed. She agreed that her son could go as long as he waited for the whole family to go. He readily agreed.

No more than an hour later, the Son family plus Bardock and Radditz, arrived at the famous Briefs' home, the Capsule Corporation building. Goten quickly ran to find his best friend, Pan quickly located Bra in her room crying, Goku took his father, brother, and his eldest son to Vegeta's GR. ChiChi and Videl sat with Mrs. Briefs, each trying to block out the older woman's voice as they waited for Bulma to get home.

"Kakarot, what are you doing here?"

"Hi Vegeta. This is my dad, Bardock. Our boys wished him and your father back. Have you've seen King Vejita?"

"Yes, Kakarot, I've seen him!" Vegeta sneered at Son Goku. "He's off with my younger self."

"Oh."

"Get your ass over here, Kakarot! We need to spar, now!" yelled Vegeta.

Goku nodded his head. "I don't think this is the place for it. Why don't we go to where the Cell Games were held?"

"Fine, whatever."

The five saiyans walked out of the GR. They were just taking off when King Vejita, Little Vegita, Trunks and Goten came upon them. Trunks was walking with the father and son when Goku's son had found them.

"Hey, where are ya going?"

"Dad and Vegeta are going to spar, squirt. Do you guys want to watch?"

"Yeah!" Goten jumped up into the air.

"This is going to be some spar," Trunks commented as he took note of his father's high anger level. He knew father would take out his anger on Goku, heightening his saiyan instinct making the upcoming spar greater.

"We've got to see this, father!"

"Let's see how strong you are," King Vejita said to his 'older' son.

The six saiyan men, one full saiyan child, and two half saiyans flew up into the air. Vegeta and Trunks quickly passed the rest of the saiyans; they weren't about to wait for the slower saiyans even if they were family. The Son men slowed their paced to match the others. Goku started up a little chitchat with his father and King Vejita about past battles he and the Z warriors had fought in.

As they landed in the clearing, Vegeta sneered at them. "What took you so long, Kakarot?"

"Sorry, Vegeta."

The saiyan prince turned to his son. "Take everyone a couple miles from here if they want to see the fight and not get attack." Trunks nodded his head.

"Couple miles from here? We won't be able to see the fight from that far of a distance," announced Bardock.

Goten grin. "Don't worry about that being too far away. Really it's almost too close!"

Radditz looked at the two warriors, each stretching their muscles. "I wouldn't doubt it. Those two are far more powerful than we could imagine."

The group quickly followed Trunks to a spot on a cliff, well away from any incoming ki attacks. The watched in amazed as the two warriors went at each other. The two fathers studied their sons as they danced the dance of the warriors. Could he really be my son? My son is that powerful? each asked themselves silently. King Vejita and Little Vegita both smirked when Vegeta managed to get behind Kakarot and knocked him into a newly created crater.

Radditz glanced at his nephew. "Look at them go! And they didn't even warm-up before beginning."

Gohan turn to frown at his uncle as he said, "What are you talking about? This is the warm-up."

"What?" all three adult saiyans.

"This is just warm-ups?" asked the king.

Gohan noticed a streak of blue light aimed straight at his grandfather. It wasn't a big ki ball so he stuck his hand in front of his grandfather to catch the thing. "What was that?" Gohan called to the two fighters.

Bardock blinked. He never saw the thing coming until Gohan had hit it away from him.

"Sorry, Gohan!"

Goku and Vegeta continued their "little warm-up" for several more minutes before Vegeta demanded the real battle. Goku, high on fighting, readily agreed for the change. The newcomers had no hope actually seeing the fight. They could barely keep their eyes on them while they were warming up. But they kept their eyes on the fight, hoping to catch a glimpse of the pair. Trunks and Goten soon got bored and started their own little battle.

Half an hour past before the rest of the group turn to watch the young warriors spar. "Look at them! They're better than our strongest warriors," King Vejita whispered.

Gohan smiled fondly at his brother and his friend. "Vegeta trained Trunks. Mom train Goten when he was younger, before me and my dad took over."

"Your mother fights?" asked Radditz.

He nodded. "Goten, keep your eye on Trunks! Don't look around."

"Sorry, Gohan," Goten answered as he rubbed the back of his neck.

Trunks saw his opportunity and took it. Goten was soon in his death grip. The young Son struggled to free himself. Little Vegita smirked, glad Trunks was winning this little battle. It seems Goten wasn't going to get out of the grip.

Gohan suddenly looked up into the sky. He cursed. "Get out of the way!" he yelled at the surprise boys as he jumped up to push them away. Seconds later, a black and blue object crashed into the man. The object turned out to be the very angry saiyan prince, Vegeta. He pushed himself to his feet, not caring he was standing on a Son 'pillow'. "Kakarot!" he roared as he turns Super.

King Vejita and Bardock gasped in surprise. They had never seen a Super Saiyan before but they knew the gold hair man was one now. The flashing blue-green eyes, the bright golden hair could mean nothing else. King Vejita was proud of his son. Vegeta was a Super Saiyan, something that only happens only once in a thousand years. His son was a Super Saiyan!

Goku landed next to the opening of the crater. "Sorry, Veggie! It was a reflex, it really was. Why don't we make this spar a little bit more interesting, hmm?" The man gave Vegeta a rarely used smirk--very saiyan like. He powered into a Super Saiyan, shocking the group once again.

"Two Super Saiyans?"

"Gohan!" shouted the now golden Trunks. "Why did you do that? I almost had him."

"Yeah, brother, why did you that? I could of gotten free by myself!" yelled the angry boy. He also had gone Super.

King Vejita and Bardock just looked at each other. Children? These children were Super Saiyans? How could this be? It was said that only one, just one, saiyan would become the one of the elite saiyans known to them in a thousand years. Bardock looked closely at his eldest grandson. If this boy-man trained the boy, then he must also be like the rest of them. It was only logical. If they all were, why would he be different? Bardock managed to spill out his question to Gohan.

"Yes, I'm a Super Saiyan. I used to claim the title of the youngest Super Saiyan before Goten showed up. He's the youngest now."

"No, he isn't!" Gohan stared at Trunks with an eyebrow raised. "My sister can go Super now, did ya forgot about that?"

"My…my granddaughter is a S-Super Saiyan?" stutter the king.

A/N: I'm so mean to Vegeta! I didn't really want to write what Bulma said to Vegeta but I had a reason why I did that. I truly do! This was the perfect way for me to get the Vejita and Bardock to discover the secret force of little Super Saiyans. ^_^

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