The sad sobbing that had woke me up, led me to Trunks's room. He was thrashing and turning in his sleep. I walked up to him as he cried out. I pulled him into my arms, rubbing his back.

"Trunks! Wake up!" I said. He bolted up,opening his eyes. He still had tears rolling down his flushed cheeks. "It's okay Trunks. Are you all right?" I asked, as I pulled him into a hug. He cried into my shirt, big, heart wrenching tears,and held onto my waisttightly. I wondered what could have been so bad about his dream, to scare him like that, but decided against asking him. I pulled away a little and looked at him.

"Did you have a nightmare?" He nodded his head, burying his face in the curve of my neck."Well, why don't you go sleep with your mom?" I asked.

"She doesn't like it when I sleep with her. Last time I asked Yamcha was in there with her. She told me to be a big boy, and not to cry about it," He replied. I ran my hand through his hair, trying to comfort him, while not letting myself dispise the boy's mother for ignoring him, when he so obviously needed comfort.

"I thought Vegeta was your father," I stated, changing the subject. He nodded, glancing up at me with glassy eyes.

"He is, but they broke up a long time ago. Dad said it was because Bulma wasn't good enough for him, that she wasn't faithful. I still don't know what faithful means," He answered.

"Well, you can come sleep with me if you want to," I offered. He grinned at me and nodded. I stood up and packed him to my room. When I got there, I laid him on the bed and closed the door. I slipped in beside him and he slipped his arms around my neck. He snuggled his head into my shoulder and I smiled. He tried to act tough in front of his dad but he was still a little kid. He fell asleep before I did and I quickly followed.

"Usa! Wake up!" I heard Trunks call. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was smiling as if he hadn't had two more nightmares that night, that I had to comfort him from. His eyes were sparkling, and he was jumping around on the bed.

"What?" I asked, playfully burying my head in the pilllow.

"It's time for breakfast. Come on!" He said, as he plopped down on my stomach. I laughed at him, removed his body from my own,and stood up.

"All right. I'll change and you can go ahead," I said, pushing him out. I changed into a pair of jeans and a blue T-shirt. I brushing my hair, I put it into a braid. I left my room, and walked to the kitchen, which was a bright blue with yellow tiles.Trunks was already there, inhaling his food. I laughed at him,before sitting beside him.

"Here Usa! I saved you a plate!" He said, as he handed me a plate among his many. I grinned at him,and ruffled his hair.

"Thanks, Trunks," I said, as I dug in. Trunks got done before I did, eating almost twice as much and as fast, which was surprising because I always atemore than everyone else.He went outside and started training. I watched him for a few minutes, out the window. His moves were fluid and sure, obviously from practice. Occasionally he would try something he'd made up, frowning when it wasn't how he liked it.

"Bulma? Did you know Trunks has nightmares?" I asked. She looked at me before nodding. "Can you hear him when he has them?" I asked again. She nodded, staring at me, as if she wasn't sure what I was getting at.

"Yeah, but he doesn't get them very often anymore."

"Do you comfort him and I don't think that is a reason not to comfort him."

"I couldn't when I was with Vegeta because he thought I was babying the boy. Now, I don't even think about doing it." She shook her head.

"Well, he was crying last night and he said he couldn't sleep with you because Yamcha was there last time he asked. He said you didn't want him to. He slept with me last night." I sent her a look, telling her that I didn't approve.

"Oh, you don't have to do that Usagi."

"I'll do it until he quits having them," I said, firmly. "I just thought you should know." I got up and went to talk to Trunks.

"Hey Trunks. What do you want to do today? We can do anything you want to," I said, as I came up to him. He looked at me to see if I was kidding.

"Are you serious?" He asked. At my nod he started jumping up and down. "Yeah! Wahoo!" He yelled. I laughed at him.

"So, where do you want to go?" I asked. He turned to me and thought.

"Can we go to Goku's? I want to go play with Goten!" He asked, tilting his head. I giggled at him before nodding.

"Of course. Do you know how to fly there?" I asked. He nodded. "Well, let me go tell your mom." I said, as I walked in. "Bulma, I'm taking Trunk's out! We'll see you later." I called to her. I heard a mumbled reply and left.

"All right Trunks. You'll have to carry me since I can't get there by flying," I said. He nodded and took my hand. We flew off and in about five minutes we were in front of the Son house. I knocked on the door. A 17-year-old boy answered the door, his curious gaze swept over me beforeturning to Trunks.Trunks ran in the house and I laughed at him.

"Hi, I'm Usagi. I told Trunks we could go anywhere today and he said he wanted to come see Goten," I said as I stuck my hand out. He shook it, smiling.

"I'm Gohan. You're the girl dad found the other day right?" I nodded. He let me inside and we went into the kitchen. After only a few seconds,I heard a large crash and cringed. Trunks came in with a smaller version of Goku, who I assumed to be Goten.They hid behind my legs as I watched. A woman with black hair up in a bun ran in.

"I can't believe you did that!" She yelled. When she saw me, she stopped and instantly smiled. "Hello. I'm Chi-Chi." She said, as she glared at the boys. I smiled, more from her look then the fact that the boys were so mischevious.

"I'm Usagi. Trunks what did you all break?" I asked glancing at him. He was still holding on to my leg.

"We broke a vase," He said quietly, muffled from his head buried into my leg.

"Now, tell Chi-Chi your sorry," I told him. He looked at me but noticing I was serious came out from behind me. He ducked his head.

"I'm sorry for breaking your vase, Chi-Chi. Can we go play now?" He asked me, glancing up at me with puppy eyes.

"Go outside and play and if you break anything you can't play anymore," I stated, as I ruffled his hair.He nodded and they ran out.

"Wow. How did you do that?" Gohan asked. I looked at him, confused.

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