Queen Luana: Hey, after some time waiting, I'm finally here with the next chapter. Sorry it took so long, but I had some sort of a writer's block. My apologies. (bows head) Anyway, thanks for reviewing everyone! Hi y'all, sorry for the misunderstanding, but I couldn't quite tell from your review. Kmsaum, it's okay if you don't really like Trunks but it was a request and you oghta admit, Trunks and Vegeta are perfect for this part right? (sweats) Right? And of course another thanks to Kakoratt 1O1. You guys are the best:x

Worries

Trunks was once again running around the house, to Vegeta's relief, not looking for Mikey. "Trunks, get your shoes on!" Vegeta called from the kitchen.

"I can't tie them! Can you tie it for me?"

"Trunks I'm not- ugh, fine," Vegeta muttered and kneeled down in front of his son. He knew that Trunks would make him do it anyway, else he'd start with his 'mummy always' again.

"Thanks, daddy," Trunks smiled when he had both his shoes on and ran upstairs whistling to go fetch his bag. Vegeta grumbled. Maybe he was growing soft. "Daddy, is Mikey coming with me?" Trunks asked when he ran down the stairs.

"No he's not, and be carefull!" Vegeta cried afterwards slapping himself in the face. What was he saying? Trunks looked a bit upset.

"But I want Mikey to come…"

"Trunks, Mikey isn't-"

The doorbell stopped him. He opened up and there stood Kakarot, smiling widely, as always. "Hey, Vegeta, whassup?" Vegeta shrugged. Kakarot then looked at Trunks. "Hey Trunks, ready for a new day of school?"

"Sure am!" Trunks said. He hugged his father tightly and Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"That's enough Trunks." Trunks let go.

"Bye daddy!" he said and ran towards Kakarot's car, where both his sons were waiting.

"See you tonight, Trunks!" Vegeta couldn't help himself but waving anyway and an exited Trunks waved back at him. "Eh, Vegeta…" He turned to Kakarot slightly annoyed.

"I'd like to come over after I brought the boys to school. You don't mind, right?" Vegeta only shrugged and Kakarot sighed.

"Dad! Come on, we're gonna be late!" his eldest son called from the car.

"Right," Kakarot said cheerfully. "See ya in a couple of minutes, Vegeta!" He ran to the car and drove off at high speed. Vegeta slammed the door shut.

"I'm looking forward to it," he muttered. "How that lunatic got his driver's licence is still a mystery to me…"

Indeed, after about twenty minutes the doorbell rang again. Vegeta rised with a moan from the couch and went to open it. Kakarot smiled at his unenthousiastic face. "Hiya!" Vegeta simply shrugged and let him in.

"So, how're you doing?" Kakarot asked him. They were both sitting in the kitchen. Kakarot sitting on a chair at the table, Vegeta leaning against the counter. He shrugged. "Oh, please, Vegeta!" Kakarot begged. "Please have a normal discussion with me!" Vegeta looked outside to see if something interesting was going on. Nope, nothing to see there and he turned back to Kakarot.

"Look Vegeta, Trunks isn't the only one who's getting over Bulma's death." Vegeta whistled and looked around the kitchen. "Anyways, I know someone who works at a mental hospital."

"Trunks isn't mental."

"That's not what I'm saying! Just let me explain!" Kakarot cried in defence. "He said that if Trunks truelly has an imaginairy friend, you should talk to him more. It's some sort of a desperate cry for attention."

"Is that so?"

"That's what he said."

Vegeta looked outside again. Would he be running around in school as well, calling out for Mikey? Wouldn't everyone see him as a freak then? "Something on your mind, Vegeta?" He shrugged. The phone went and Vegeta went to the hall to answer it.

"Briefs."

"Is this Vegeta Briefs?"

"That's me."

"Would you mind coming over, Mr. Briefs. It's about your son."

"What about him?"

"I'd prefer not to discuss it over the telephone, sir."

Vegeta grumbled slightly. "Fine." He hung up and put on his coat.

"Who was it?"

"Some git from Trunks' school," Vegeta muttered and Kakarot scratched the back of his head.

"You want me to come with you?"

"Rather not." Did he just say 'rather not'? What happened to the plain 'no'? Darn he was getting soft!

"Well, do you want me to give you a ride?" At this Vegeta did not know what to say. If Kakarot went along he'd probably find some excuse anyway to go with him, on the other hand school wasn't just around the corner. Oh, if he only had his driver's licence!

"Fine."

If possible, riding along with Kakarot was worse than having to go to the kid's school. Vegeta looked as pale as ever when he finally breaked in front of the school.

"There you go!" Kakarot smiled. "You sure you don't want me to come with you?"

"Absolutely," Vegeta muttered and quickly opened the door withtrembling hand.

"Okay! I'll wait right here!"

"Please have a seat, Mr. Briefs." Vegeta sat down at the other side of the teacher's desk. She was a small plump lady with short brown hair and big glasses. Vegeta already had mercy for the kids she was teaching.

"So, what's this all about?" Vegeta grumbled.

"It's not that serious," the lady explained. "But, it's just, I'm sure you have noticed Trunks has been talking about this kid named Mikey. Is he a member of the family?" Vegeta said nothing. Kami, what was he supposed to say about that? That his boy was insane?

"Why do you need to know?"

"Well, he's been talking about this Mikey with such enthousiasm. Always Mikey says this and Mikey does that, I was just being curious. It's like this, Mr. Briefs, everytime I ask for Trunks' task he simply states Mikey told him he didn't have to do it. And I am starting to loose my patience, if you catch my drift, Mr. Briefs. I think you oughta have a word with this Mikey and your son. Cause this is not a behaviour I am willing to tolerate much longer."

Vegeta sighed deeply. "I'll see what I can do."

Vegeta sauntered through the corridors of the school. Talk with his little boy about Mikey? What was there to say? Ugh, why didn't he just simply tell the woman there was no Mikey? Maybe… because he was worried.

Queen Luana: I know this chap was really sucky, but just until I come up with something better, this'll have to do. Srry. I promise that in the next chapter there'll be some more action, okay? I swear!