"You be careful with her Trunks!"

"I know I know!"

He carefully carried Bra into the house and turned round to face his mum, who, with help from Vegeta, was slowly walking into the house.

"See mum? She's fine."

Out of no where, suddenly Bra started to cry, loudly. Trunks jumped a mile high (lol) and threw Bra in the air.

"My baby!"

Bulma stared in fear as her daughter plummeted to the ground. Vegeta leapt into action and flew forward, catching her just before she hit the ground. Bulma walked forward as fast as she could and snatched Bra from Vegeta's grasp.

"Oh my baby. Are you ok?"

She cradled her in her arms and shot Trunks an angry glare.

"What do you have to say?"

"Can I leave? Her crying really hurts my ears."

Bulma laughed and nodded.

"Sure."

Vegeta, seeing his opportunity to get out, turned on his heels and walked to the car to collect the baby things they had brought on the way home. Bulma painfully walked to the couch and sat down with Bra in her arms.

"Shhh baby. It's ok now. Shhh."

Bra closed her eyes and let the rhythm of Bulma cradling her, drift her off to sleep. Bulma smiled and kissed Bra's forehead lightly.

"Sleep my little angel."

"Woman, you need to sleep too."

Bulma looked up as Vegeta walked in with all the new baby things.

"While I'm sleeping, could you set all of that stuff up?"

"Which room?"

"Trunks's room."

"The boys room?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because it's purple. The other two are navy!"

She scowled at Vegeta when she remembered how that had come about. He had been training with Trunks one day, and had powered up to super Saiyen. Trunks tried to power up higher and accidentally blasted half of the house with his power and they had had to get the whole half of the house rebuilt. And Vegeta had ordered the builders to paint the two spare rooms navy without Bulma knowing.

"The boy's not gonna be very happy about it."

"We're the parents and he'll do as he's told. I'm sure between the two of you, you can move his stuff into one of the other rooms and put Bra's stuff in his room."

"You just go and sleep."

"Fine. But when I wake up I expect to see it all moved."

"But you might only be asleep for half an hour!"

Bulma smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Better get a move on then hadn't you."

She laughed as she walked up the stairs and into her bedroom. She climbed into bed and cuddled Bra to her.

"Night princess."

She kissed her gently before falling to sleep herself.

Vegeta sighed, grabbed the baby stuff and stormed up to the boys room. He crashed through the door and threw the stuff to the floor. Trunks looked up from his computer.

"Erm…hi dad."

"Get out."

"What?"

"Your mum wants this to be the girls room. You have to go in one of the other rooms."

"What!"

"Your mum wants this to be…"

"I heard what you said! She can't do that! This is my room! I'm not moving just because she likes Bra better!"

"She doesn't like her better. She loves you both. But if you don't do this one thing for her I will have to hurt you."

Trunks's eyes widened when he realised that Vegeta wasn't kidding. He huffed angrily and folded his arms over his chest.

"Fine. Only a few more years and I can move out anyway."

"What was that?"

"Oh nothing. Come on then. I'll move my stuff if you don't mind."

"As long as you do all of it. Call me when you've moved all your stuff."

"You're not gonna help at all?"

"You said you wanted to move your stuff. You got it."

Trunks growled as Vegeta walked out of the room smirking.

2 Hours later

"Daaad!"

Vegeta walked swiftly to his sons room and saw all of his stuff gone and all of Bra's stuff arranged neatly. Trunks was standing in front of the window smiling proudly.

"I didn't say you had to do all of her stuff too."

"I felt like I should. After all, she's my only sister."

"Not you too. What is it with everything thinking a girl is so important."

"What do you mean?"

"The woman is treating it like royalty! You're more royal than she is."

"Oh…"

Trunks face fell and he walked out of the room.

"Boy."

He turned round and saw Vegeta smirked at him.

"Good job."

"Thanks dad."

He walked down the corridor to his room and positioned himself in front of the computer, which he had already set up. (After all, it wouldn't take him long. He does have genius in his genes)

Beep

He opened up the instant message and smiled.

"Marron…"

(Bold instant message)

Hey Trunks

Hey

Hows u?

Bin better. U?

I'm gr8 ta. Wats up?

The rents.

Oh…details?

They've made me move rooms.

They've what!

Yeah. That was my reaction too. I don't think it's my dad. It's mostly my mum. God, she's bin acting so weird towards me since Bra was born. Like I cant do nefin ryt.

That's not true hun. Ur wonderful. U want me to come over?

Nah. U don't have to.

U sure?

Sure babe.

J

So how is Bra anyway?

She's fine. She with my mum at the mo. They sleeping.

Oh. So you stuck with ur dad?

'Fraid so.

Awww ma hunni.

It k. I just staying out of his way.

Ok babe. Well I gotta go k? Rents taking me out to dinner for…I dunno why actually lol.

Kk hun. Luv ya.

Luv ya too. Xxxx

Xxxxx

Trunks shut down the conversation and sighed.

Next day

"Vegeta!"

"What?"

Bulma looked down from her balcony and saw Vegeta doing push ups on the lawn. She blushed, as she always did, when she saw his bare chest. He levitated up to her balcony with a smirk.

"What's wrong woman? Apart from the fact that you cant control yourself."

"Very funny Vegeta. Here."

She carefully placed Bra in his arms and closed her.

"what do you want me to do with her."

"Bath her."

"You're kidding right?"

"No. I'm very serious."

"I am not bathing her. You do it."

"I'm too tired."

"I'll hurt her."

"You will not. Just control your strength. Oh and make sure you bath her in the bath and not the sink. I don't want her to bump her head of anything. Oh and make sure you use the new, special, pink baby wash on the side of the shelf."

"Wait."

"What?"

He took Bra inside and placed her on their bed. She was already asleep. He went back out onto the balcony and shut the door. Bulma peeked open one eye at him.

"Where's my baby?"

"I just put her inside god!"

"Oh ok."

"What is wrong with you lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"You so protective of her. You were never like that with the boy."

"Yes I was."

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her and she sighed.

"Look Vegeta, Bra isn't as strong as Trunks was. She's girl. She won't have as much Saiyen in her as Trunks does."

"And why is that?"

"Because she's a girl."

"No excuse."

"Vegeta just drop it ok."

"No. I wanna know what is so special about a girl. Why do you love her more than the boy?"

"How can you say that? I love Trunks with all my heart. And I love her too. Just because I'm more protective of her, doesn't mean I love her more."

"You never took Trunks to bed with you."

"Erm…"

"Just admit it. You're happier with a girl than with a boy."

"Ok. I do admit it. When I found out that Trunks was a boy, I was a little disappointed. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of having a girl. All my baby dolls used to be girls, I would never play with boy ones. I used to bathe them, take them to bed with me. Dress them. Do everything for them."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just loved the thought of having a girl. If you go up in the attic, you will find a whole box of pink blankets, clothes, shoes and hats that I made or bought while I was pregnant with Trunks. Because I was hoping so much that he would be a girl."

Vegeta's head shot to the side suddenly as he felt Trunks's ki rising. Bulma looked at him, confused.

"Vegeta? What's up?"

"It's the boy."

"What about him?"

"His ki is rising."

Bulma looked over the balcony just in time to see Trunks power up and fly off.

"Vegeta you have to go after him! He must of heard what I said!"

"Nothing I say can make him feel better."

"Sure it can."

"Only your word will make him feel better."

"But I have to stay to look after Bra."

"Your mother can look after her, I'll take you to Trunks."

"No. We'll wait. Wait to see if he comes home. I'll go and bath Bra now."

With tears pricking at her eyes, Bulma walked into her bedroom and picked up her daughter. With one more teary look at the sky she went into the bathroom to bathe her child.