Chapter Title: Settling in at the Lookout
Disclaimer: Fundamation owns all but what's mine.
AN: I've returned. And here is the next chappie. Sorry about the shortness, but I was struggling through the end of school, and a boyfriend, and a few other things. I'm back though. So... Here's the next chapter.
***Story***
The entire group in Trunks' office stepped out of the house and into the dazzling sunset. But the flame and ice splashed sky was ignored as the group made their way over to Bulma, Vegeta, and the still Super Saiyan Gohan.
"What's up Gohan?" Rachel asked, her arm around Trunks' waist, her hand in his pocket. Skirt, Splat, Shirt, Squish, Crunch, and Kana had separated from their couple standing and where walking behind Trunks and Rachel, wide eyed, and slack jawed at what Rachel had called the golden haired guy.
"Sharpener's out of jail, and has threatened to go after Gohan's friends and family if he doesn't leave Videl to him," Bulma filled in, her flowers still held in her arms, Vegeta's tail wound tightly around her ankle. He hadn't meant for it to be there, but it had happened instinctively. Vegeta was shorter than everyone here but Bulma yeah, but somehow he was still able to appear to be looking down his nose at everyone. His arms were crossed over his broad chest, and his feet were shoulder width apart.
"But doesn't Sharpener think Gohan and Videl are dead?" Trunks asked, looking between the three in front of him. Gohan's growl was unexpected, so much so that Kana screamed and jumped back while the others simply stepped back.
"Videl called Sharpener and told him that they were still alive without her knowing that he was getting out on parol," Bulma filled in, looking worriedly at Gohan.
"So, we're going up to the lookout until Gohan's killed, or deterred Sharpener?" Trunks' question was more of a statement. The other three nodded. "So, you guys want to join us? It's really cool up there," Trunks said, turning to the other six. They all nodded, matching grins on their faces
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Three hours passed, the clock slowly ticking from 6:30 to 9:30 in the evening. By then everyone was arriving at the lookout. When they did show themselves Mr. PoPo showed them to their rooms, and let them settle in. The last to arrive were the 14 from Capsule Corp. In all when everyone had arrived there was 30 people up at the lookout, not including Tein and Chosu.
When the large Capsule Plane landed and everyone had filed out, two of them were caught into the arms of the one that loved them. Gohan looked down at the still very shaken Videl as she buried her face into his chest, her arms tight around his waist. He was still mad at her, but he was finally starting to calm down. As he wrapped his arms around her as well, his hair fell down into his eyes, turning back to it's normal black. His eyes returned to their normal black. He buried his face in her long black hair. A soft 'I'm sorry,' carried from his lips, as he breathed in her soft scent.
Goten was at the moment caught up in a deep kiss with Skirt. They were wrapped tight around each other, not wanting to let the other go. Bra, who was standing next to her mother and father, rolled her eyes at her 'uncle' and reached up for her father. Vegeta picked his little girl up and held her in one arm, his other hanging limply down his side. He looked at Mr. PoPo as the small black man came up to him.
"I'll take you to your room," he said before heading away from the group. Vegeta followed, Bra still sitting on his arm. Bulma went after them, dumping Vegeta with a couple of the bags. He took them and the small family went on to their room. After a few minutes of walking they came to a suite. When Mr. PoPo opened the door, Bulma's breath caught in her throat. There was a huge four poster bed in the middle of the room, with a curtain around it. To the left was an open door, in which stood a smaller version of the bed. To the right was another open down, behind which was the most beautiful nursery Bulma had ever seen. Two large oak cribs stood in the room, along with a hand crafted rocking chair. There was also a changing table and a dresser. Vegeta let Bra down, and watched as she ran into the room to the left. He heard giggling, and when he looked he saw his little princess was bouncing on the bed. Bulma moved into the room and sat her bags on the floor next to the huge dresser.
"I knew not how long you were to stay, so I gave each of the expectant rooms connected with a smaller nursery. I am in the middle of finishing the larger playroom in a lower level. It should be done soon," Mr. PoPo said while bowing out of the room. The deep burgundy, gold and silvers in the room brought Vegeta back to his old room on his home planet. He liked this room.
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Gohan looked around his and Videl's room and smiled. It looked just like Bulma and Vegeta's, but the colors where a deep red, a light baby blue and a dark forest green. He really liked it. All of the room where the same, other than Gohan, Videl, and the other unmarried couples did not have nurseries attached to them.
The sun set as the guests started to pack. It was going to be a long day ahead. And they needed a god night's
sleep.
An: Sorry about how short it is, and how long it took to get up, but I couldn't get through it. I was having a lot of trouble.