AN:- It's Jesse's first morning in Trunks and Goten's world. It's a new day. I'm very sorry for the delay for this chapter but I, you guessed it, lost the rough sheets again. Anyway it's here now and I want all of you guys reviewing to give me the motivation to write more.

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Hearts Together Worlds Apart

Chapter 23: Breakfast for a starving saiyan

I woke up around six in the morning. This was most likely due to the fact that I was excited and nervous. I wondered around a bit before going back to my room, showering and getting dressed. Then I was rudely interrupted by…

"WOMAN GET ME MY FOOD!" Vegeta's ranting. He was stood outside Bulma's and his room yelling so loud he was shaking the walls. I crept over to him. "Buzz off kid I have no time to play!" he snapped at me. I glared at him, a deathly glare that even Vegeta himself could be proud of. He rolled his eyes. "What!"

"Leave Bulma to sleep." I said.

"But I'm hungry now!"

"I'll make you some breakfast. Come on." I said walking down to the kitchen. "That is unless you'd rather get deafened by Bulma's high pitched yelling when you wake her up."

So he followed me downstairs. After a few minutes of finding things I was cooking away. I cooked plenty of food for Vegeta, Trunks, Bulma, Mr and Mrs Briefs and myself. Vegeta ate, then Trunks and Bra came in.

"Jesse?" Trunks enquired. I turned and gave him a lopsided grin.

"I made ya some breakfast, so eat up you two." I said cheerfully. Bra started eating. Then she stopped looked up and smiled.

"You're a good cook. Are you going to be my new sister?" she asked. I giggled.

"No I'm not your new sister, I'm a friend of your brother's." I said.

"Are you my friend too?" she asked pouting. I went over and hugged her.

"Of course you are." I said. Then I moved quickly over to the far cupboard. I took out a capsule which had my…er…hormone supplies in. (Candy and Chocolate for PMT) I took out a lollypop and handed it to the bubbly child. "Here. Have this for being a nice girl."

"Thank you." She said, before finishing her food and scurrying away with her lolly. I looked at Trunks he was lent against the work surface watching me.

"Yes? Is there something?" I asked. "It's rude to stare you know?" He moved to sit at the table.

"You have a way with kids don't you?" he asked. I smiled.

"I love kids. I can't wait to be a mom…well…actually I'm not sure…oh never mind…" I murmured. I handed him a plateful. "Eat up before it gets cold." He ate that plate and another ten or so. Then Mr and Mrs briefs came in ate and left as quickly as they had come and then Bulma entered.

"What's going on? Vegeta didn't wake me." She yawned. I scooted her to sit at the table and put a plate in front of her.

"I thought you could do with a lie in." I said. Then I went outside and walked around the massive gardens.

I sat in the kitchen talking to Bulma while watching Trunks mending the refrigerator. Bulma smiled.

"My Trunks has always been good at fixing things. Even since he was tiny. Except when I got him that mini tool kit for his forth birthday. He got the saw and cut off all the chair and table legs." She giggled. Just then Bra came running in crying. Trunks who was closest to her picked her up and put her on the table where he noticed her cut knee and went to fetch the first aid box. Bulma took over. I went over to Trunks and leant against him.

"You're very close to your little sister aren't you?" I said softly. He didn't reply.

"He hasn't always been believe me." Bulma said, putting a plaster on Bra's knee. "When she was tiny he was about nine or ten, he covered her and her clothes from head to toe in dyper rash cream." I started laughing. Trunks blushed.

"That's nothing. I threw my little brother out of a window." I said.

"Oh Kami!" Bulma gasped.

"I was only little, the window was open. He was there. He wouldn't stop crying. There was a trampoline outside." I said. "My mom was amazed that I had lifted him clear above my head and thrown him."

"A saiyan spirit from the beginning." Trunks said.

"Actually that may explain the time when I was about eight. My brother had a punch bag so I decided I'd go and punch it. I did and it exploded into little pieces. I went and told my mom and she wouldn't believe me so I punched the kitchen wall and it left a gaping hold in the wall and a small pile of dust and rubble on the floor. I was forced to promise never to do anything like that again or even mention it again."

"That's almost as bad as the time Trunks left a hole in the ceiling at the hospital. He sneezed and a ki blast went flying through the plaster ceiling." Bulma mused. "Vegeta just smirked while the nurses looked on in horror." Trunks blushed again while I burst out laughing again. "Or there was the time Vegeta was teaching Trunks ki blasts and they used to both disintegrate the mail men. There were fourteen unsolved disappearances that year." I looked at Trunks.

"You didn't!" I gasped. He nodded sheepishly. "It's not all my fault."

"He's right. I blame Vegeta. Coming to earth and corrupting everyone." She said. "Speaking of which…wait for it…"

"WOMAN WHERE'S MY FOOD!" Vegeta shouted. Everyone smiled.

"On time as usual." Bulma murmured. "YOU CAN WAIT UNTIL I'VE MADE IT YOU ARROGANT APE!"

"Come out here and say that!"

So, Bulma and Vegeta began fighting and Trunks and I left the house.

Despite the noise I was having the best time of my life. I followed Trunks as we flew towards where I was guessing as Goku's house. I could be wrong. Never mind I was right.

AN/ Next time Lunch at the Son family's house. Who else will be there? Videl and Gohan? Even Hercule maybe? You never know. But something's not quite right. What will happen before they get there. Review and the fic will start coming faster.