35

FIX

Vegeta felt surprisingly rested after the sleep that he had.

It was full of weird dreams that didn't really made much sense but he did feel like he slept for days and actually had energy in his system.  That surprised him, as he got ready to face the day without his wife.

He did have the rest of his family that he had been ignoring through this whole thing.  They were still alive and had been looking at him with concern.

He could hear his son's family bustling in the house.  Normal simple sounds of plates being put on a table.  Gem announcing loudly that she didn't want cheerios but she wanted cocoa puffs.  Trunk's telling her to eat what they have.  The sound of a shower running.  Normal family sounds.

Sounds that he really thought that he would never enjoy but now, he wouldn't have it any other way.

He left the room and went to the kitchen.  Gem was sitting at the table and pouting as she was looking at the bowl of cereal in front of her with disgust.  Crystal was quietly eating hers and drinking orange juice.

Trunk's was looking drained as he was slouched over a steaming cup of coffee.  He looked as if he had not slept.  Probably didn't.  He had left his son to take care of everything when that should have been his job to take care of the funeral, but he didn't.  He had left it to his children to deal with that heavy burden.

Trunk's just glanced up as he took a cup off the shelf to grab himself a cup of coffee.  He wasn't a huge fan of the drink but it was a morning tradition on earth.

It was Gem that spoke.  "Grandpa!"  She said sharply.  "Can we please train today.  It is so much better when you are there."

"Gem!"  Trunks said.  "Eat first.  Please."

Gem was the only one of his family, that he knew of, that was picky about food.

"We'll see," he said as he took a sip.  He winced a bit.  Pan must have made it.  It was quite strong and bitter.  He put some sugar in it.

"Really," Gem said.

"Yes," he said.  Trunk's was looking at him oddly but he chose to ignore it for now.  It would be best if he could apologize to him when they were alone.  He felt that he owed his son a large one.  He looked over to Crystal who was nearly done her food and was finishing off her juice.  "Are you going to be joining us?"  Why would he ask her that?  She didn't train.

Crystal nearly dropped her cup and looked at him through a veil of hair.  "M-me?  Train?"

"Yes, you.  Don't you think it is time that you learn to control your strength?"  He said and took another sip.  It tasted better with sugar.

"Dad, she doesn't even like to watch us train," Trunks sighed as he stood from the table to get the juice out of the fridge.

Crystal was blushing under that veil of hair.  Yeah.  He knew he wasn't wrong about this, he had dreamt… he shook his own head.  He had dreamt that she had gone all the way to level 4 and was even better at controlling the strength for longer periods of time than he was.  "I think she should start," he said and looked at her.  "You should cut that hair of yours.  It is always in your face."

"Not always," she whispered and pulled it out of her face.

"Dad.  Please.  I don't want to argue today," Trunks voice was terse and he could see the anger in his stance.  "I have quite a trying day coming up today and I don't need to have a feud in my kitchen."

"I don't want Crystal training with me.  She is too weak," Gem said as she frowned at her.  "I don't need her slowing me down!  Dad, say that she doesn't have to train with us!"

"She doesn't have to train with you," Trunk's sighed heavily and poured some more juice in Crystal's empty glass.

"I am not weak," Crystal said and had to push that hair out of her face again.  She looked at her cup of juice, avoiding eye contact with her sister.  "I bet I am stronger than you," she said in a whisper.

"What?" Gem said and stood on her chair and glared at Crystal.  "Yeah, right!  Stronger than me!  Who are you kidding?"

Trunk's groaned and gave him a glare.  "Calm down Gem," he said.  "Get off the chair.  Crystal, why would you say such a thing?"

She was hiding behind her hair again.  "Because…"

"Because what?"  Trunks said with a tired angry tone.  Crystal was the good kid:  The quiet one that never got into trouble.  Somehow, Vegeta knew that would change.

"Because, I am…" she said and seemed to sink in her chair a bit.

"That is Crap!"  Gem said.

"GEM!"  Trunks snapped at her and she quickly sat down in her chair.

"I can prove it!"  Crystal said with an odd conviction that he had never seen in the girl before but knew that she had and then she changed.  She did prove her strength as she transformed into a super Saiyian right there in her breakfast chair.  Effortlessly!  He smiled and felt pride swell in his chest.

Trunk's dropped the cup of coffee that he was holding and Gem just stared with her eyes wide and her jaw nearly to the floor.

She quickly changed back.  "I hate doing that!"  She said with tears in her eyes.  "I don't want to turn into a hairy monster!"

Trunks went to comfort his daughter even though he was in a state of shock.  Gem looked angry and jealous at the same time.

He smiled.

He knew that she would turn into a great warrior.  He just knew that she would.

Pan walked into the room with a confused look on her face and asked what had just happened while she was still toweling her hair dry.

………………………

Goten sighed heavily as he looked at his sedated son.  He was still sleeping.  He was almost in a state of panic last night and he was babbling about things that he shouldn't know about.

Especially the talk of the dragon.

It had upset Soyna to no end and she was angry with Vegeta right now for telling Cyrus.  It took him awhile to calm her down about it as well.   He planned on talking to Vegeta about his little slip before a family feud started.

He sighed as he called in to work and said that he wouldn't be in for another day.  There were so many advantages to owning his own gym and he was grateful that he had staff he could trust.

He wanted to talk to Vegeta before Soyna did.  He did not want her to loose her temper on him.  He had not slept much during the night with all the new worries and the fact that Soyna's tail would not stop twitching against his leg the whole night.  It didn't do that often.  Only when she was upset over something.

He walked over to Trunk's house, for he was certain that was where Vegeta was staying.  He knocked on the door but let himself in, like he always did.

He was shocked to see Crystal weeping in Trunks arms and Gem looking like she was in mid-tantrum and Pan looking on with great confusion.  The same confusion that he was feeling.

"Did I come at a bad time?"  he said.

It was Gem that answered.  "It's just not FAIR!"  she said.  "uncle Goten!  It s not fair! I worked really hard and she made it first!  It is not fair!"  She sniffed and ran towards him!  "Did you train her and not tell anyone!  Huh!"  She put her hands on her hips and glared at him.  A look that very much was like Pan.

He just blinked.

"I don't want to train!"  Crystal whimpered into Trunks.

Geez.  He scratched his head as he looked around the room.  Vegeta was standing back from the whole scene.  Boy, was this a bad time.

…………………………………………….

Cyrus woke up with a headache and feeling a little overwhelmed.

It had worked.

He remembered bits of what had happened and was happy that he was himself again.  He was whole again.  Of course, he remember how he acted the night before and knew that mom had that stern look on her face before she forced him to take that pill.

She was mad at Vegeta.

He tried to tell her that he didn't tell him.

Of course, he couldn't tell her how he did know.  How do you explain that his future self and him were now merged together and he was whole now and that she shouldn't worry because the memories will fade over time and he would be back to normal soon.

Without the threat of asthma!

He smiled as he stretched and tried to get the cobwebs out of his head.

The one person he did not want to run into was in the hallway to greet him.  Legen.  Great.  Legen frowned down on him.  He had his arms crossed and he had a very angry look on his face.

"Hi, Le," he gulped.  He hoped he wouldn't have to run from his big brother.  Benot wasn't around to save him right now. 

"I am not allowed to touch my computer for a whole month because of you," Legen growled.

"Well," he said.  It was like fishing for memories that were so long ago.  "You wrecked my umbrella!  The one that Grandma gave me!  You deserved it!"  He snorted right back at him.  He remembered that umbrella.  It had been the coolest.  The memories rushed forward blocking out some of the ones that he hoped would fade quickly.  He would be the boy again.  Things would be better.  Things will be like they once were.  Things would be complete.

Legen was unfazed by his announcement.  "What were you doing out in the rain anyway!"  he snorted.  "Were you purposely trying to get me in trouble?"  Legen said and took a threatening step forward.

He shook his head.  "No, I just wanted to put a few frogs in your bed."  Legen's eyes flashed wide.  He did the first thing that came into his mind and that was 'run.'

……………………………….

Benot just about got bowled over by his two brothers as they barreled down the hallway.  He shook his head.  Things got back to normal quick around here.

He shook his head.  He had been worried about his little brother.  After the horrible babbling that he did last night, really scared him.

He certainly was fine now.

He knew that he probably should stop Legen, but he knew that mom was up and as soon as he saw him chasing Cyrus, he would be so toast.  He would have the computer all to himself.

……………………………….

Bra.  His little princess.

He held her as she wept.  Something that he should have done a long time ago.  She was feeling the loss of her mother with as much or more sharpness than anyone.  She was carrying a grandchild that Bulma was pining over wanting another baby in the family.

How could he not look at her?  He stroked her hair.  She pulled away slightly.  "I am sorry, princess," he said and she smiled.

"You haven't called me princess in a long time daddy," she said as she wiped her eyes.  "I kind of missed that."

"I have gotten out of the habit.  You grew up on me," he said and stroked her blue hair a bit more.  So much like her mothers.  A part of her would always be here or him.  Why hadn't he see that part?

He had been blinded by the grief and he was certain that he had done some stupid things that he would have to correct, if only he could remember.  There was nagging thoughts in the back of his head.

He looked up to see a frowning Raymond walking into the room.  He was the only male human that wasn't scared of him.  Well, he had been at first but that changed over time and for the first time, he didn't mind.

"Oh!"  Bra said and pulled away a bit and slapped his shoulder.  "Why did you do that?"

He looked at her a bit startled.  "Do what?"

"You tried to attack Cyrus last night and he went nuts and Raymond had to go sedate him!  Soyna is so mad at you!"  She said and gave him a look that rivaled her mothers.  "It was not the day to do that sort of thing!"  She looked like she was going to cry again.

He held her and stroked her hair again.

Did he attack…no… no… he had stopped himself.  "I didn't mean too… I…" He couldn't think of a proper explanation.  There wasn't one.  His head hurt with memories that were threatening to rise but he shook it off.  His daughter was giving him a worried look.  "I wanted your mother back," he said in a whisper.

Raymond sniffed a bit.  "Soyna was not to happy with you blurting out that the dragon is part of him.  He kept talking about Shelong."

He closed his eyes.  Yeah, he did that.  He would try to fix what he could.  He wasn't going to run away this time.  Why would he run away? He thought to himself as he gave his daughter a hug and told her that he would be back later to talk about names for the boy.

"What boy?"

"The one you are carrying," he said.

"We don't know if it is a boy, yet dad," She said with a smile.  "I could be a girl."

He shook his head.  "There are enough women around here," he said with a frown that made her smile.

"You will love the kid, no matter what," she said now with a bright smile.

He smirked, he couldn't keep the frown up.  Yeah.  He would.

…………………………….

Cyrus watched with great concern as mom and Vegeta talked.  So far, they were just talking, a little aggressively, but no one has changed into any monsters.  He really didn't understand why he was thinking that way either, but he was a little worried that mom was going to get in a fight with Vegeta.

He was upstairs looking through the railing down at their discussion.

He looked at the watch that has been around his wrist with a chain.  They had been talking like that for ten minutes.

"What's going on?"

He jumped as Benot whispered over his shoulder.

"Are they going to fight?" Benot whispered.

He slapped his brother and told him to sush.  "I don't know.  Be quiet."

They watched for a bit only catching a few of the words that floated back to them.  They were in a pretty intense argument.

He was a little worried.

He looked at the watch in his hand again.  Fifteen minutes.

"Damn," Benot said as he listened in.  "How long have they been going on like this?"

"15 minutes," Cyrus said as he watched his mother stab a finger into Vegeta's chest.  Was she crying?  Vegeta grabbed her hand and held it firm.

"What's going on?"

He jumped again and turned to see Goku hovering over them.  He was so happy to see Grandpa Goku.  Benot had jumped too.  Benot answered for him.  "They are arguing."

Goku blinked a few times as he watched the two argue.  "Boy, I haven't seen them going at it like that before.  Wow.  She is really mad."

"Yeah.  I know and you know how mom is not one to talk," Benot said.  "She really must be mad at what happened yesterday."

"What happened yesterday?" Goku asked.

Benot explained to Goku about how it had looked like Vegeta was going to attack Cyrus.

He looked at his watch.  "Twenty minutes," he whispered and fiddled with the chain as he looked over to them.  Vegeta was still holding her hand and she was looking at him angrily.

Were they just glaring at each other?

"Wow," Goku said.  "Don't you think we should interrupt them?"

He shook his head.  "No.  It is their issues," he said.  Vegeta let go of her hand.  They were talking again but this time Soyna turned in their direction and glared with her hands firmly on her hips.

"Busted," Benot muttered.

"Will you quit eaves dropping already and get over here!"  Vegeta snapped.  "Damn kids," they heard him mutter as they walked over.

"Is everything all right?" Cyrus asked as he walked towards them.  "Mom, you know that he didn't really mean me any harm yesterday.  He was just upset, that's all."

She nodded her head.

"What were you doing lurking in the shadows Kakarrott?"  Vegeta grumbled.  "Playing children's games again?"

Goku just shrugged and looked at Soyna.  "Are you alright?"  He always worried to much about her.  Everyone always worried too much about her.

"I will be fine," she said and patted his head.  "How are you Cyrus?  Feeling better?"  She asked.

"Fine," he said with a smile.  He was feeling good.  He had never felt better actually.

"No more attacks on your life?"  She said and I knew that she was meaning how Legen had chased him this morning but she tensed as she spoke it and Vegeta's frown grew deeper.

"Mom, I am fine.  Don't worry," He said and pushed her hand off his head.  He had enough head patting for the rest of his life!  He was not a puppy!

She stopped his hand from going down and she tugged on his arm.  Rather hard.  "Where did you get this?"  It wasn't a question as she took the chain watch off his wrist.  He stopped himself from wanting to snatch it back from her.  "I thought this was long lost."

"Mom.  I have always had that," he said.  He couldn't remember being without it for some reason.

She turned it in her hands.  She collapsed into a nearby chair.  "Where did you find this?"  she was on the verge of tears.  Goku got an angry look on his face and looked at Vegeta.  Benot went to her side.  "What's wrong?" he asked her quickly.

"I have always had that mom.  Didn't you give it to me?"  Cyrus was pretty sure that she gave it to him. 

"I thought… I don't remember bringing…" she said and shook her head.  "It is just like the watch that my grandfather gave me when I married… married Brennen.  It seems like so long ago.  He wanted to give it to the man that mom married but he never liked dad or approved of the marriage."

"I was supposed to give it to my first son," she said.  "Grandpa wanted it to go to my children."  She smiled.  She wasn't looking so upset anymore.  She held out the watch and he gratefully took it back.

"You didn't give it to me?" Cyrus said as he looked at the watch.  "Where did it come from?"

"It was lost when I came to this time," she said.

Goku leaned over his shoulder.  "Well, if it is that same watch, at least it found its way home."

She nodded.

…………………….

He had forgotten something.  He was sure of it, but he couldn't think of what it was and with the distraction of the most of the kids all gathering to train, to get rid of the itch to fight, in the courtyard, he was again distracted.

Vegeta grinned as he heard Flint laughing at Crystal.  "She wants to fight.  With US!"  They had already calmed her fears about turning into a monster but she was still hesitant to fight.

He could see the anticipation on Trunks face as well as Goten's who knew as well as they prepared.

Flint was hitting all the right buttons with Crystal.  He could see the tension rising in her and she was fighting the side of her that was scared to gain her level of power that she really should learn to control.

Gem was pouting by Trunks.  After a little swearing outburst she had after Trunks said that Crystal should train now, just so that she doesn't accidentally blow things up, Gem lost a lot of privileges.  The five year old had quite a mouth on her.

Goku stood annoyingly beside him and was looking on with pride at the children.

"Take it easy at first," Goten said.  "She is not used to the way we train."

Flint just sniffed.  "Yeah, sure dad," he said and walked towards her.  "Don't expect to be coddled," he said.  Crystal looked a little nervous.

Soyna was chatting with ChiChi and Bra who were on the other side of the yard.  They were looking on.  Violet was sitting and watching.  She liked to watch but as she always said, I don't like getting all sweaty and yucky.  She defiantly was Bra's daughter.

He was pretty sure that this fight soon was going to be the center of attention.

Goten was telling them that they should start with some warm ups first since has been a couple of weeks since any of them had trained officially.

"You can be my partner," Flint snarled at Crystal.  Boy, did Crystal look nervous.

"I don't want to hurt you," Crystal said and Flint started to laugh so hard that he fell to his knees.  Crystal had a look that meant that she was not amused.  She was hugging herself and gave an uncertain look at her father who just nodded to her.

"Did I miss something?" Goku said and scratched his head.

"You miss a lot," he snarled at him.  "Just watch."

Goku blinked and looked back at the children.

Flint had finally stopped laughing after receiving a glare from his father.  "Do you want to train or what?"  he was asked and Flint just nodded.

Flint turned to Crystal.  "Okay, lets see what the chicken can do.  Throw your strongest punch at me."

She bit her lip.

This was going to be good.

"Come on."  Flint said and started to look annoyed.  Flint had his mother temperament.

"I don't know…" her voice trailed off.

"Fine!  Try to block mine!"

He put out his arm to stop Goku.  "Watch and learn," he smiled.  Goku gave him a confused look but did not advance.

She dodged a few of Flint's attacks.  No one was making a move to stop him, even though he could sense Goku tensing beside him.

"Block, not dodge!"  Flint said and then she blocked one of his blows.  Of course, everyone was stunned.  He heard Goku take in a breath.  He felt himself smile wider.

"Like that?" she said and tossed her head to one side, to get the hair out of her face.  He really wished she would cut her hair!

"Lucky," Flint said.  "You will not be able to block my next ones or dodge them!"  He said and powered up.  Crystal looked over to her father.  Trunks just nodded his head.

Flint attempted to throw a pretty powerful punch, only to get knocked onto his own ass as she landed one of her own blows in his stomach.  She had gone supersaiyian and stayed that way.  Trunks gave her the victory sign.  Goku gasped and asked when did she learn to that.

Soyna came over and looked at her injured son on the ground.  "That is what you get for being overconfident."

Flint just groaned.

Everyone was a buzz with this change in Crystal.

"Did you know that she could do that?" Goku asked him.

"She showed us this morning," he said.  "She shows great promise."

"Wow!" Goku said.  "Just, poof!  She goes gold!  Amazing.  It sure shocked Flint!  Ha!"  Goku grinned.  "What an amazing bunch of kids!"

He smiled.  He took great satisfaction in watching this new achievement but… he still felt like he was missing something.  Cyrus was the first to congratulate Crystal and asked if he could try too.  He did not succeed.  He knew that was going to happen, but now, maybe one day, he would be able to.  Yeah.  In time, he would, but not today.

Of course, but what was he missing?

He rubbed his forehead.  It was starting to hurt, even his stomach was starting to ache, as if it were remembering an old pain.

"Are you alright Vegeta?" Goku asked him.

"Fine, Goku," he muttered under his breath.  "I am just trying to remember something."  He knew it had to do with… something that had to be finished.  The thought was just out of his grasp.

Goku was looking at him now with a look of shock on his face.

"What?"

"You called me Goku!"  Goku said.

He just rolled his eyes and walked away.  He needed to think and he didn't need to be near the blundering idiot.

It was important… he had to remember.

………………………..

Benot hardly even thought of the silver ball but after all the talk of the dragon coming out of his little brother's mouth he remembered it.  He looked at the ball as it sat on the pedestal and grimaced at it.

He hadn't touched it for a while but he did remember the headaches it used to cause him.  He still cursed the wish that he made.  He used to have wished that he counteracted the wish that Legen made but now, he was getting along with Goten.  He was after all, a decent guy and all.

He sighed deeply.

"Well, here goes nothing," he said and reached out and touched it and was surprised by images!  He backed away and blinked.  He recognized the problem.  Ligh and someone else was coming!  He grabbed the ball again and it showed him a little more.  One hell of a fight!  He saw himself getting really hurt and he saw Cyrus getting hurt and he saw a dragon…  He took it off the pedestal and ran!

He had to show mom.

Of course, he had missed the show that Crystal had put on and didn't question as to why everyone was gathered there.  He just thought that everyone was going to be training today.

"Mom!  Dad!"  He yelled.  "It's working again!"  He said only to trip and fall flat on his face and sent the silver ball flying from his hands.  It rolled on the ground and stopped at the feet of young Cyrus.

………………..

Silver ball!

Cyrus!

Two things that weren't supposed to mix.

Vegeta stopped waling away and looked at the horrible scene of the ball falling at the feet of the one boy that should not touch it.  He remembered something and he knew it would be really bad if he touched it.

No one else seemed to notice the danger that was being presented, but why would they?  How could they know?  They were laughing at the clumsy Benot who had tripped over some water bottles.

Cyrus was reaching for the ball!

He darted forward and threw Cyrus back from the ball.  He had been so close to touching it.  He had images of a large dragon with glowing red eyes that even more threatening than anything that he had ever seen in his life, even though the terrible image was familiar.

He stood between Cyrus and the ball.

"Hey!  Why did you do that?" Cyrus said.  "That hurt!"  He rubbed his chest where he struck him.  He didn't mean to hit him so hard, but he really did not want the boy to touch the ball.

If only he remembered sooner.  He would have destroyed it!

Everyone was silent.

Soyna now stood in front of him with a snarl on her lips.

How was he to explain!  "He can't touch the ball," he said quickly.  "Or we shall never be rid of the dragon's curse!"  He said.  It didn't really make sense to him.  There was something in his memory of canceling out energy's or something to that extent.  Crashing of wishes or energy's.

Cyrus seemed to understand.  His face went pale.  Good.  He remembered too.

Benot recovered from his fall.  "I did see the dragon, but it looked different that I remembered.  The ball showed me."

She looked to her son and back at him.  He didn't mean to start the feud all over again.  He was trying to protect the boy from a fate that he had been trying to stop.  He hoped.

"It showed that Ligh was going to cause us problems and some other guy that I think is related to him.  We are going to get hurt and…" Benot said rubbing his pants and seemed discusted in the grass stains that now marked his tan pants.  "…I saw the dragon.  Well, A dragon."

Cyrus eyes flew wide open and he saw the man that he had become for a brief moment, everything was clear.

"Destroy that!"  Cyrus said.  "Destroy it!"  There was a thread of strong fear in his voice.  "I do not want to be part of a dragon!  Destroy it!"

He complied.