GOD BLESS AMERICA!!!!

Disclaimer: If this wonderful artwork which we call "Dragon Ball Z" belonged to me I would be the female Bill Gates.

A/N: Sorry it has taken so excruciatingly long to update I kind of just forgot about the story. Oh and the fact I almost chopped my finger off a while ago wasn't going to speed up the process of updating. : )

            The rain was starting to pick up outside. There lay a type of silence over the city as everyone was off the streets. The peaceful splattering of raindrops outside was a major contrast to the uproar inside of Capsule Corps.

            The building had been filled with periodical screams. The spaces between them growing smaller as the time passed. Inside the infirmary on the lower levels of CC Bulma was lying on a table while many mechanical doctors and nurses rushed back and forth.

            Very few humans were inside of the building. None were really needed. Bulma would have had human assistance in delivering her second child but the minuet fact that the baby was going to be born with a tail eliminated everyone but her robots. She also figured if her creations couldn't be trusted by their creator how could anyone else trust them?

            The only people that were going to be present for the joyous occasion was Bulma's parents and Trunks. Bulma had been in labor for the past twelve hours and it was only moments before the newest addition to the Briefs family arrived.

            The last six months of Bulma's pregnancy had been virtually alone. She had received visits periodically from her parents who had moved to a new house near the beach. Also, Krillin, Juhachigou, their daughter Marron, and Yamcha (who till this day acted sort of strange around her) had come by once or twice to see how she was doing and if she needed anything.

            She had even seen some faces that she thought she would never see again. Including Tienshinhan and Chaotzu, but the shocker of all was when she ran into Krillin's old girlfriend Marron whom he had oddly named his daughter after. Bulma had always been somewhat jealous of the girl. Even though they looked like they could have been sisters Marron always had this youthful, vibrant air about her that always attracted endless amounts of men.

            Bulma was jealous seeing her now, still looking young and beautiful while Bulma was manless with a young son and weighing fifty pounds more than usual.

            'Everything is going to change', she had thought then now all that she could think about was getting this thing out of her. 'Of course she would have to be difficult. A trait of her fathers' personality and she's not even born yet. That is a bad sign!'

            Bulma put all of her strength into what she hoped would be her last push. To her pleasure and great relief her baby girl had finally been born.

            She decided to name her Bura maybe even call her Bra for short. Bura Briefs, it went together nicely. She held her daughter while her Okaasan went on about how beautiful "the little darling" was.

            Bulma had to admit even though Vegeta was a good for nothing he could make some pretty children. 'With my help of course.' Bulma finished up the thought with a smile. She had attempted that facial expression quite a bit over the past few months but for once she meant it.

            She wouldn't admit it, but the last trimester had been extremely hard. Being pregnant with a saiyajin baby was far from a walk in the park, but moreover, she was finding it near impossible to stay away from the backstabber that had been cleverly disguised as a friend.

            With Trunks and Goten being such good friends Bulma had to put up with Chichi. For a few weeks she had tried to keep the boys away from each other, but that proved fruitless. She also knew that was a very selfish thing to do to her son.

            Also, being around Chichi was even worse after their first meeting with the secrets revealed. She wasn't exactly proud of what she did, even though punching Chichi in the face had made her feel better.

            To make things worse Juhachigou had been trying to no end to make Bulma see that Vegeta deserved a second chance. 18 had claimed that Vegeta's reason, to some degree, was understandable.

            "He's so full of pride and arrogance that he let it get in the way of his feelings for you." 18 had stated once.

            Bulma was unforgiving though. She could also name a couple of other things Vegeta was "full of".

            However hard Juhachigou pleaded Vegeta's case, her attempts were futile for as the seconds ticked more violations were getting stamped on his wrap sheet. He had disappeared after Goku gave him his well deserved beating. Still, after all this time he still hadn't shown up. Not even to spend time with his son, who kept asking were his daddy was, let alone attempt to make things better with the mother of his children.

            Bulma had marked this day, the day her daughter had been born, as the biggest offense of them all. Although she hadn't wanted to see him, the fact that he didn't care enough about his own flesh and blood to even attempt to be there when she was born was the straw that broke the camels back.

            'Why do I care?' Bulma was wondering as she sat in her bed. 'I would have demanded that he leave anyways.'

            "But that's not the point." Goku appeared in front of her, broad smile intact.

            "Oh Kami! Goku you really need to try coming through a door or something." She laughed. He had scared her near senseless yet she was still ecstatic at seeing him.

            Goku walked over to the bed placing a kiss on to her cheek. " I guess this is a perk of living in a house the comes with its' own hospital, huh?" He asked teasingly referring to her getting all of the hospital services out of her bedroom.

            "Yeah. I suppose."

            Goku really was a sight for sore eyes. He was the only person who could make her feel happy, totally comfortable, and secure all at once.

            "Where have you been lately? Watching us like a soap opera?"

            "Iie, I've been keeping myself busy."

            Bulma could see the pain in his eyes. He wasn't over what had happened either. He could kill Vegeta a million times and nothing would change. Vegeta had become his most formidable opponent, because unlike Frieza, Cell, Buu, or anyone else he had ever fought or defeated, no matter how many times Goku 'killed" Vegeta he was still a ever present force.

            Gokus' eyes brightened up again as he spotted the basinet which contained the baby he affectionately claimed as his niece. "Hey pretty." He cooed as he held the tiny baby. "Wow, Bulma, she looks just like those baby pictures of you. She's so kawaii."

            "Thanks." Bulma loved moments like this; when it seemed everything was perfect. Of course they weren't but sometimes you just needed that feeling.

            "How long are you staying this time?" She asked while sliding down in the bed. All of a sudden she felt terribly tired.

            Goku temporarily took his attention away from Bra. "How long do you need me?" He stated with his well known smile gleaming.

            "A while."

            Goku laid the now sleeping baby back in her basinet and sat on the bed next to Bulma. "Well then, I guess you'd better get me a room together." Goku pulled the blankets up and tucked them around Bulma. He gave her another kiss on the cheek before walking out of the room.

            The exhausted Bulma fell asleep with a smile on her face.

So will Goku and Bulma get together, or will Goku, Bulma, Vegeta, and Chichi set things straight? Tune in to find out on the next episode of……As Chikyuusei Turns! ; )

HeHeeHe Hope you guys like what's happening. And as war tears my country and that of Great Britain apart, I hope you the most peace and happiness one can possibly be blessed with, and may all of you be happy and cherish the day. Heck, watch a sunset or something you never know if it will be your last. Love you all, Ja ne!