Queen Luana: You people break my heart! As I'm writing this I didn't recieve one lousy review! (sobs) You know how much I like reviews! (sobs some more) Well… I didn't write this chapter for anyone but me! (and maybe SS Jentl) Puh, enjoy! (runs off sobbing)

Pregnant?

I could not breathe, could not think. I speeded, without looking back to check if I wasn't being followed. All that time that one word kept haunting me. Pregnant-pregnant-pregnant. One night… was this actually the result of one night ? One single moment of weakness? I speeded, casted one look back and speeded some more. I just simply could not be…

Goku watched his best friend growing paler by the second. "I-I…" Krillin uttered then after a brief moment continued : "I need to sit down." He sank down against the trunk of one of the palmtrees then pulled his knees up his chest.

Trunks stood next to his mother and pulled at her shirt. "Mummy, does this mean aunt Luana's gonna be a mummy too?" he asked in his high child-voice.

Bulma stroke through her son's hair while not taking her eyes off Krillin. "I think so, sweety." Trunks smiled widely.

"Although I hate to interrupt this moment of heavy emotion," Piccolo suddenly stated. "But Ji tracked us down." This seemed to wake the rest of them up. Gohan looked down at the dragonradar and saw the dot was in the centre of the screen. Krillin raised his head, sighed deeply and rose from the ground. Still trembling he walked over to his friends.

"How much time until he gets here?" he asked.

"Not long," Piccolo muttered.

Goku reached for his pocket and held out the two dragonballs. "Here Bulma, you go hide these ones inside." She nodded and went inside the great building, dragging Trunks along with her.

"Mummy, I want to see the dragon! Can we mummy? Can we?"

Piccolo suddenly looked upwards. "He's here." All raising their heads, the Z-fighters saw the musculair young man with the long blonde hair, smiling at each of them.

"Why hello, dearest earthlings," Ji spoke softly and landed. "It has been a while since our last encounter." He looked around then raised one eyebrow. "Where is the princess? I really hoped she would be here as well."

"Uh she…" Yamcha began but Krillin interrupted.

"She's still hurt badly because of the previous fight. She needs to rest up." Ji grunted displeased.

"Oh, pitty… Well, it doesn't really matter." The same grine spread on his face. "If she isn't here to fight me, then you'll just have to satisfy me."

"Oh and you can be sure we will," Piccolo said as all the Z-senshi took their positions, ready to fight the Ygarian.

"How lovely," he whispered. With a smile he spread is arms and all of them watched in shock as his ki rose tremendously. Ji laughed loudly as the tiles shattered and shot into the air. Then he chuckled at the frightened fighters. "Prepare to die."

As he rose his hands, aiming a devastating beam at them, Goku realised, he was too strong.

I stopped in shock at sensing the enormous power. "Ji…" I muttered and turned around, looking in the distance. He was far more powerful then any of the warriors, I knew so. All that time he had been hiding his power till now. I could do nothing but stare, not sure whether I should go back or not. He was too powerful, even for me, he could endanger the baby, and then again… Krillin was there and so were Trunks and Bulma, and my only chance to ever see Vegeta again.

Goku had to use all his strength to block the blast, and avoid it from killing his friends. "It's no use," Piccolo muttered. "That Ji's power is far beyond any of us. This is a suicide mission!"

Bulma screamed at feeling the ground tremble. "What was that!" she cried panting. Mr. Popo shrugged. "I do not know. But it seems like there's a battle going on out there. Bulma scanned the room terrified. "Trunks!"

Trunks stood at the door watching how all the Z-senshi were doing their best to survive. "Wow…" Trunks mumbled in amazement. Gohan got smacked onto the ground and as he got up spotted Trunks.

"Trunks! Get back inside it's not safe!"

"But I want to see…" Trunks objected.

"NO! You have to get back inside!" Gohan told him again.

"Aunt Luana said I could stay!" Trunks cried and pulled a lip.

"I – don't – care!" Gohan said through clenched teeth. "Get back-"

"LOOK OUT!" Yamcha cried and while Gohan turned he could see a beam heading straight towards the little Trunks. Not aware of the danger he was in, Trunks smiled.

"Look light!" Gohan could just catch the boy before the beam colid with the ground. Scared by the explosion Trunks started crying.

"Oh and who is this?" Ji said evily. He had changed, he wasn't the polite Ji anymore. "He has Saiyan blood, I can smell he has."

Gohan held the crying Trunks tightly. "He isn't a threat! You can't harm him!" Ji chuckled.

"Watch me." As if he had been using a magnet, Trunks got pulled out of Gohan's arms and flew into Ji's hand. His hand tightly clasped around the boy's head, he chuckled. "Oh yes, he has Saiyan blood, but the hair. Hmm, how queer. I thought Saiyans only had dark hair? Why, he musn't be a full-blooded then. In that case…" He placed a finger in Trunks neck and the boy screamed loudly. "He can be replaced."

Bulma ran out of the building and immediately found her son high above her in the air. "TRUNKS! LET GO OF HIM!" Trunks reached out a tiny hand.

"M-Mummy-y!" he sobbed.

"Ji, drop the kid! Coward!" Tien said. Tears ran down Bulma's face.

"Let him go a-and I'll – I'll give you the dragonballs!"

Goku turned to her. "Bulma, no!" Ji looked up in surprise.

"It seems like a discussable offer. But why wouldn't I just kill him and take the dragonballs after I slaughtered the lot of you?"

"B-Because…" Bulma could not find anymore words, she only stared at themonster who was holding her son's life in his hands. "Because I gave you your dragonradar!"

Every single one of them turned to her in amazement. Ji grumped. "Yes…"

"B-Bulma, you didn't really..?" Krillin asked, almost begging she didn't.

Bulma nodded. "I was making a new dragonradar to help you find them… I left it on my desk… when I came back it was gone… I thought one of you had come and pick it up already… Then I heard you talk about how he could find all of them and it all made sense…"

Piccolo scowled at her. "Fool." Ji turned his head to the boy flapping in his hand. He snorted and dropped him. Yamcha caught him about ten feet above the ground and another brief moment of silence followed, except for Bulma bursting out in tears and cradling her son. Ji held out his hands.

"The dragonballs please." Bulma cried quietly and drew the balls from her pocket.

"I have no choice." She threw them up and Ji smiled satisfied. Then, all of the sudden, a beam disorientated the two yellow balls, sending them towards Tien who caught them in surprise. Ji turned in rage.

"She didn't break her promise, Ji," I said and lowered my hand. "I did. And if you've got a problem with that." I raised my fists. "Bring it on."

Queen Luana: I do hope that this time I'll get a couple of reviews! OMG, I even wouldn't care if I received flames! Puh, you guys better review or… VEGETA!

Vegeta: Believe me, at this moment you're waaay scarier than I am. I think I'm gonna play dead for a while.