AN: Nothing much to say, enjoy the story...

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z.

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He was holding her pale white hand, her elegant raven colored hair blowing around him like a silky curtain. The white snow brushing against his face, but that was the least of his worries. He swore he felt a quick grin on his face before his attention was fully focused on her.

She suddenly turned around, and he looked at her eyes.

Eyes so deep..

There was something so deadly yet beautiful about them, that made his body completely numb. It was like he was stuck in a void.. he couldn't differ it from real life and a dream..

And then he couldn't move. Those eyes kept pulling him further and further away from reality, from Earth, from his wife..

As Goku stirred and mumbled for a bit, his eyes squeezed shut as he gritted his teeth. Slowly, he gently opened his eyes, his vision a bit blurry. Blinking several times before yawning loudly, he stretched his arms wide. His muscles ached a bit, but his body felt alive once again.

He fully opened his onyx eyes.. and the first thing he noticed was light. Sunshine.

"Huh?" He looked up at the dark grey sky, wondering where the chilly white snow had gone.

He was met with a vast baby blue sky, puffy white clouds in every direction. The sun directly above him as it bloomed above. His eyes widened in confusion, as he stood up.

He was in Mt. Paozu, his old home. His Saiyan nose picked up a toasty like smell. Turning around he saw a fireplace, and a perfectly fresh fish being cooked on a stick. It had to be none other then his lunch.

But still, what happened? He clearly remembered being in a snowy location, rocky hills surrounding him.

He gasped. "Chi-Chi.." He murmured. Where was she? Wasn't he just holding her, talking with her, walking with her?

"Was I.. dreaming?" He rubbed the back of his head, trying to remember the past events that happened.

From his observations it had to be a dream, but everything felt so real..

But still.. it had to have been a dream.. right?

A few days had past since the whole dream incident. Goku was still confused, but chose not to question about it anymore. After all, what else was there to question about it? He had fallen asleep, dreamt some crazy dream about the mysterious girl he had met in the forest, and woken up.

It was just a silly dream, nothing else..

Besides, there were more important things to focus on. For one, it was Goku's mother's birthday. She was turning 41, though she still looked like she was 25. Of course, that was just a Saiyan thing. She had taken a day off from her meat shop to spend time with her husband, sons and daughter in law. Both Bulma and Goku were invited over, and of course they had accepted the invitation.

It had been months since Goku had seen his family, so of course he was hyped about it. Both he and Bulma had woken up early, took hot showers and changed into their best clothes. Well not really for Goku, he had picked out his usual orange Gi.

"Typical Goku.." Bulma muttered as she saw him pull up his Gi pants.

Bulma had picked out a red knee length dress with thin straps, and white heels. She had curled up her blue hair, giving her a cute 50's style look.. and picked out a red purse to fancy up her appearance.

"Typical Bulma.." Goku muttered as he saw her adjust her dress.

Neither of them had breakfast, and though Bulma wanted to go in her car Goku suggested he carried her as he flew as it would be faster. So she agreed, but she strictly told him to fly at slow pace as she didn't want her hair and makeup to be ruined.

Goku's family lived in Vegetasai, a city named after King Vegeta. It was also known as the "Capital of the Saiyans", as most residents who lived there were Saiyans. It was quite large, and had a similar atmosphere to West City. Of course, rather then malls, research centers and spas, it was filled with fighting arenas, marketplaces, bars and clubs. A typical Saiyan atmosphere.

As a kid Goku never liked Vegetasai, it was just too loud, rough.. too Saiyan like. He was thankful that he was raised outside the city, he was certain his mental state would be discord if he had been raised here.

Though as a kid he did go to school in Vegetasai, as there were no schools in the suburban area he lived in.

Goku struggled in school quite a lot, and was bullied severly because of it. Wether he had trouble multipying numbers, or practicing cursive, he just was always behind. He did have a few friends, but they quickly forgot about him.

So Goku was alone.

He was good at one thing though: P.E. Ah he remembered all the field day events they had, and how his parents and Grandpa cheered him on. There wasn't one game where Goku lost. At the end, he would hold up his golden trophy, his mother running to him and showering him with kisses, despite his pleas of her to stop. His father would pick him up and place him on his shoulder.

The good times..

But their were plenty of bad times as well..

Bullying was a severe issue Goku dealt with. The constant name calling, the punches and kicks that he had been in contact with, the lies and betrayals.. Saiyan children were cruel..

Even the teachers did nothing to help, not even when poor 7 year old Goku asked for a band aid when he had gotten a terrible cut on his cheek.

A dark world he lived in.

Though soon Bardock and Gine had found out about their youngest being bullied, and how the teacher didn't help whatsoever. Immediately Bardock flew all the way to the school, barged in and demanded to the staff and principal where the teacher was. The frightened teacher was called in and was met with a chain of curse words, lectures and lashes from Bardock. Bardock had even yelled at the parents of the bullies, calling them "uncultured swines."

From that day on Goku was left alone. Nobody talked with him, touched him, heck even looked at him. Rumors of Bardock threatening the staff started roaming around the school, and soon the bullies realized they were in a hot cup of tea.

That finally ended the bullying. But Goku was all alone again..

Until one day..

A 7 year old Goku was all alone on the court, playing with nothing but a twig. It was break time, kids were sparring and rough housing, other's eating large quantities of food. And of course Goku didn't have any friends, so the poor child was all alone once more.

He sighed, as he tossed the stick aside and looked up at the clock. Only 30 more minutes until it was dismissal. He couldn't wait to get home, he didn't want to be here anymore.

"I hate this.." He whispered sadly.

...

"Me too."

Goku's eyes widened. Alarmed he turned around, to his surprise another Saiyan kid was there. His tan skin, spiky black shoulder length hair, deep dark eyes.

"Broly?" Goku had recognized him quite fast. They were both in the same P.E, with Broly sitting behind him in gym. The two didn't interact much unless it was for an assignment or such. Other then that they were on their own paths.

Still puzzled, Goku blinked as he watched the little Tarzan lookalike walk towards him and gently sat down next to him.

"I don't like it here either, but my Pa is making me go here."

"Heh.. tell me about it." Goku said as he stared down at the ground, his eyes watching a line of ants marching down the concrete.

A monument of silence was built between them.

".. so.. you're all alone?" Broly asked, as he looked down at the ground.

"Yeah.. yeah I am.." Goku said, his heart beating faster. Goku bit his bottom lip, this was awkward. Nobody had talked to him as long as Broly had just did. He was so used to being alone, he had forgotten what talking to someone else was even like..

"Me too.. I don't have any friends. All expect my animal friend Ba, but he lives in the woods and my Pa never lets me see him. I gotta sneak out to see him."

"Ba?"

"Yeah he is my friend. He's big, fluffy, green, and most people and Saiyans see him as a monster. But he's really nice once you get to know him."

"Heh.. maybe one day I can meet him?" Goku asked as he turned and smiled to Broly.

Broly stood still for a few moments before gently smiling back.

"Yeah.. why not?"

Goku sighed, after graduating he had lost contact with Broly. Though he did get to meet Ba, but there was no time to reminisce on that memory as Bulma shouted at him.

"GOKU! Fly a little slower will you?! My hair and makeup are getting ruined!" She yelled at him, venom dripping out of her voice.

Goku winced, his Saiyan hearing picking up Bulma's voice as it ringed all around his mind. Slowing down his pace, he stared down at the city of Vegetasai. Saiyans bustling everywhere, a few human tourists and such.

He could spot his mother's meat shop, the red closed sign stuck hard on the door. He could see a few hungry Saiyans staring through the window, their eyes oogling the displayed juicy meat. But they wouldn't dare to break in, knowing that her husband was Bardock.

Goku chuckled slightly, and sighed in relief as he caught sight of his family's house. It was modern, tall, white, clean, really it was a nice house.

But it was dust compared to their old home back in Mt. Paozu. Tears slowly started to pool around his eyes as he thought about his dead grandpa, but quickly he snapped out of his blue mode and strongly put on a smile.

He didn't need his mother to see him sad on her birthday.

He tightly held Bulma as he landed down on the concrete sidewalk like an airplane. Bulma got out of his embrace as she muttered about her "ruined appearance."

Goku never understood Bulma's obsession with beauty and looking perfect. It wasn't like she was going on some bussiness trip or anything, all they were doing was just visiting his family. And Bulma looked fine, sure her dress became a little bit wrinkled on the bottom, and her curled hair got a little ruined, but other then that she looked perfectly fine.

As Bulma quickly put on some lipstick, added a quick dash of blush and tied her hair in a bun, she grabbed Goku's hand as they walked to the front door. On the side was a red button, Goku pressed it and spoke through the mic.

"Raditz? Ma, Pa you there?" He asked.

"Hey baby brother! About time you came here!" Came the voice from the mic.

"Pssh shut up Raditz, open the door will ya?"

"Password?"

"Open sesame?"

"Nope." He replied.

Goku sighed. "C'mon you asshole open the door! I haven't seen mom and dad in a while!" He whined. Bulma giggled, her husband was childish but made her laugh in situations like this.

"Geez calm down you big baby." Soon the door opened, and Goku was met with a tackle.

"Ahh!" Goku fell to the ground, but looking at who the culprit was instantly brought a smile to his face.

Black shiny eyes, thick eyelashes, wild Jane like hair..

His beloved mother: Son Gine.

She laughed as she got up, soon followed by Goku. They both hugged for what seemed like an eternity, with cries of "I missed you!" and "You've grown!"

"Oh Kakarot, I'm so happy to finally see my baby boy and my beloved daughter in law." Gine said as she walked to Bulma, the two ladies pulled each other into a hug.

"It's been so long Mother, I'm happy to see you once more." Bulma said.

Goku and Bulma entered in the house, as Gine closed the door. Waiting in the other room were Raditz and Bardock, as they all gave each other a manly hug and fist bump. They all talked and laughed.

A family finally reunited.

AN: Sorry if this chapter was a little too short, I'm already working on the next chapter .. should be updated by next week!