A/N: This is a DBZ fic that will span from the end of the Cells Games until at least the Budokai Tournament that Goku comes back for. Most likely after wards as well. It is a sort of AU because parts of it follow the DBZ storyline.

Disclaimer: Do I look like I own DBZ? No, I don't. So please, don't sue me. I write this only for my own pleasure and if others like it, than that's good, I'm glad that they do.

The meaning of father.

Gohan glanced at the clock on the wall. He'd been waiting with Bulma and a disgruntled Vegeta for two hours. It was now nearly seven months later, and Chichi was in labor. Bulma had insisted the two stay with her, Vegeta and Trunks at Capsule Corp, and the two Sons', not wanting to deal with an angry Bulma, did.

An hour later, a doctor came out. He asked the room, "Is there any kin to Son Chichi here?" Bulma and Gohan got up and walked over to the doctor.

"I'm her son," Gohan replied.

"And I'm his godmother," Bulma added. The doctor raised an eyebrow and asked, "what about him?" He was pointing at Vegeta who had joined the two, interested in what was going on.

"My husband," Bulma stated. The doctor nodded and motioned for them to follow him. He stopped and showed them the baby nursery, pointing at one infant in particular. A nurse that was in the room nodded and brought the infant closer. Reading the name tag, the others discovered the child to be a male named Son Goten. Looking at the baby, there was no doubt that Gohan and the baby were related. The newborn was a minature Goku.

"Another son, and he looks just like Goku," Bulma said to herself. The doctor, noting that Gohan was enraptured with his little brother, decided this would be a good time to talk to his godparents. Taking them to the side, he sighed and got ready to tell them the news.

"I didn't want to tell him," the doctor began, nodding his head towards Gohan, "but Son Chichi died giving birth to her newborn. She lived just long enough to name him. I figured it would be better if you told him and not some stranger."

Bulma and Vegeta were both shocked. Bulma nodded at the doctor's last comment and knew he was right, it would be better if she were to tell Gohan and not the doctor. Watching the doctor leave, Bulma walked back over to Gohan, dreading what she'd do next, when all she wanted was to go home and bury her face in Vegeta's shoulder and cry. She was fighting tears back, not wanting to cry until after she told Gohan the news. She'd lost her best friend.

"Gohan, honey, I've got some bad news to tell you," she began, struggling to keep from crying.

"I know Bulma, I heard. My mom's dead," Gohan said, turning around and revealing two streams of tears making their way down his face as he accepted the death of his mother, tough not without his emotions showing. Turning back around, he began to speak to his little brother. "Well little guy, I guess it's just you and me now. No mother, no father, and no Grandpa. We're all the others' got left in this world now."

Bulma started to cry as she heard the truth in the twelve-year-olds words. Vegeta felt sad as well, knowing what it was like to be in the position Gohan was in. He'd been left to be raised by Frieza and the only family he had left was his dull and dumb cousin, Nappa, who he later killed. Ironically enough, Nappa had been his closest friend growing up, the only saiya-jin that the prince knew of. He wondered often how things would have been different if he'd allowed his cousin to live.

"Brat, woman, let's go," Vegeta said, gently, but firm. The two nodded and followed the full-blooded saiya-jin out to the car that they'd arrived in. Bulma slid into the passenger seat, and Gohan slipped in behind her. Vegeta, ever thankful that the woman had convinced him to learn how to drive the contraption she called a car, sat in the driver's seat and knew that if the woman had to drive them home at the moment, they would surely crash. Though he doubted a car crash could seriously hurt him or Gohan, the woman would surely end up seriously injured.

When they arrived at Capsule Corp, the Bulma and Gohan disappeared, Gohan to his room that he was staying in, and Bulma to her and Vegeta's room, holding her son, a nearly year old Trunks, sobbing for her dead friend. She just needed someone to be with her at the moment and Baby Trunks, though he wasn't really a baby anymore but he'd always be her baby in her mind, was the perfect one. He listened and never said a word, just giving her comfort by being with her. Surprisingly enough, Vegeta didn't disappear to the Gravity Room or to the kitchen. Instead, he sent a telepathic message to the earth's kami. 'Namekian brat, the harpy woman's dead. She died having her baby; a boy by the way named Goten. Will you inform all of her friends? You better because the woman is too sad to at the moment.'

With that done, Vegeta went to get something to eat, his hunger finally catching up to his body. Soon, the calls flooded Capsule Corp as the Z senshi called to confirm Chichi's passing. Vegeta, getting fed up with all the ringing of the telephone finally disappeared to his Gravity Room to train, letting him get rid of all the stress and tension that had formed due to the day's events. A few days later, baby Goten came to what would be his home, Capsule Corp, carried by his elder brother. All of Gohan's stuff from his old home in the 439 Mountain area was taken to his new home at Capsule Corp and Chichi's was put into storage, utilizing several capsules which would be stored in a special spot in Bulma's lab.

Bulma decided she'd continue teaching Gohan herself, knowing that he'd learn more from her than he would at a school. Vegeta was also glad that the preteen demi-saiya-jin was living with them, for now he had a sparring partner.

Gohan, who was approaching his thirteenth birthday, found that living at Capsule Corp was both interesting and boring. He found that he did like the peace and solitude that he got. It seemed as though Vegeta had a repetition among the reporters and so, they nary came around the corporation unless they were invited by the misses' herself.

A/N: Thank you for your reviews so far. I am in a small percentage of writers who write to express their creativity and writing skills, not for reviews. I like people who review, but I hold no respect for those who write messages like, "ThIS stORY roxz! PlEASe WrITe MoRe! PlEaSE reAd My FiCS, tHeY R gOOD!"

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