"A party?" Chi-Chi stated, caught off guard from the invitation.

"Yup." Bulma laughed excitedly into the phone, "And Goku's invited and so are you. It's gonna be great, food, music, a pool and video games."

"It sounds great." Chi-Chi sighed with reservation.

"Hmm." Bulma noised waiting for the impending rejection. She knew the thought of Chi-Chi and her husband departing from their constrictive schedule, even if only for a night was out of the question to Chi-Chi. How she hated the way Chi-Chi controlled every aspect of her husband's and son's life.

"But I'm not sure Goku will be able to attend." Chi-Chi answered in a quick breath.

There was an awkward silence. The two women were far from good friends. In fact Chi-Chi wasn't really close with any of Goku's friends. Partly because she gave off the vibe that she tolerated their presence in Goku's life although if it were up to her she would altogether eradicate them from it if and also that she simply wasn't there when the 'gang' as she had called them on countless occasions had bonded, the dragon ball hunts, training and martial arts tournaments. As far as Bulma and most of the 'gang' was concerned, Chi-Chi had stolen Goku away from them, not that they'd ever tell her that to her face.

So this put Bulma in a strange position. Chi-Chi had said Goku couldn't make it but never said she couldn't make it. She wasn't really sure what that meant. She bit her lip for a moment, contemplating the idea if Chi-Chi going to her get together, without Goku. No, she wouldn't go without Goku, the idea was ridiculous, but she couldn't be rude and take away the invitation she had given to the raven haired, hot-blooded woman. "Well..you're still welcome to come." Bulma reluctantly said, more to break the silence than anything.

"Ah…well, I don't know…It's nice of you Ms. Bulma but what would I wear? Ho my…and how would I be able to get the cooking and cleaning done…I'm not sure I can get away from everything here." Chi-Chi answered quickly.

"Well, if you changer your mind, you're welcome to swing by." The blue haired millionaire almost sang, "Ta, ta!"

"Bye…" Chi-Chi whispered slowly hanging up the phone, deep in thought. A party wasn't such a bad idea, maybe it was what she needed to get out of this rut she was in. She looked about her house. It was all so blandly familiar and painful second nature to her. This was an opportunity to escape, how couldn't she take it?:

She ran her hands subconsciously down her sides. What would she wear? Say or do? No, she couldn't possibly go, they were Goku's friends not hers. Besides, the idea of being around so many people seemed overwhelming, even leaving the house seemed like a gigantic venture. Had it been that long since she'd been social? She sank into a chair and let out a deep breath. "Well maybe I could just make an appearance." She comforted herself.

Yes, stay for a few minutes, say her hellos and go home, nothing more than an exercise in being social and doing something different. She smiled and began fooling with her hair. It might be fun, she could do something with her hair, fix up her dress and maybe even put on a little make up, not a lot or anything, just a tad, to jazz things up a bit. She stood up and ran to her room, to take a look in her full body length mirror. When she got there she gasped at her pale and tired figure. It wasn't the Chi-Chi she remembered. No, she couldn't go to the party looking like that. She couldn't go.

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Bulma hung up the phone with a quirked eyebrow, what was up with Chi-Chi? Not that she cared so much, but she was Goku's wife and Gohan's mother. She shook the conversation out of her head and looked up at her 'prince' with a cat that ate the canary smile," Vegeta, dearest, I'm having a party tonight and…"

"Out of the question woman." Vegeta sneered in between taking swigs of water.

"Oh I'm sorry, maybe I worded it wrong Vegeta, I'm not asking you, you see, I'm TELLING you." Bulma stated coldly, "I'm having a party tonight and you're welcome to join me if you like."

"Hmph, I refuse to lower myself to that level." He answered slamming the now empty glass of water on the kitchen counter.

"What level?" she said in a rising voice, before catching herself and breathing in a few steady breaths and smiling, "You know what? I don't care how you're twisted mind works. You can go off and mope somewhere," She hugged him from behind and laid a kiss on his cheek playfully, "And I'll stay here and have all the fun."

He scowled and broke from her embrace, "Feh…just make sure none of your baka friends cross my path. ."

"Was that threat?" She growled angrily.

"Well it's good to know you're hearing hasn't gone, considering your age and all." He answered exiting the kitchen where a flabbergasted Bulma stood. He slowly ascended the stairs to his room, where it looked like he'd be holding in for the night and grunted as he jumped onto the windowsill and watched the sunset on another wasted day. He had accomplished nothing and lived with the knowledge he would accomplish nothing when the next day rose. His onyx eyes scanned the landscape tiredly, nothing new, it was all the same anyway. One day he'd die a forgotten warrior from a forgotten race, leaving no legacy and accomplishing nothing.

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Author's Note: I know, I know, there really wasn't anything but angst in that chapter huh? And I'm sorry this fic. is kinda slow in coming, I'm putting a lot of work into this though, I wanna make it as good as I possibly can make it…hahahahahaha I'm just rambling….I'm soooooooo overtired from my prom and final though, not that you care.

Also, thank you so much to all of you that reviewed and to Bucky, I just want to say that was the best review I've ever received I've read it so many times. I appreciate it and honestly, you made me want to make more out of this fic. than I originally planned and with the writer's block I've been having, you'll probably receive an e-mail from me begging for your input on this fic. ^__^

Alright, I'm gonna stop typing now and sleep. Just one last thing, review…. Please?