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A/N: My crack at a character vampire get-together. Bulma and Vegeta, Kakarott and Chi Chi, Krillin and 18. Yay!

A/N: Bulma may act OOC right now, but she'll be her usual spunky fiesty self in no time!

Chapter 23 Summary of the times

Last Time on OPB...

"You underestimate me. The day you defeat me is the day I leave this castle!"

"Then it's settled" Trunks vowed in a whisper.

On with the sweetness...

It was nearing Christmas and the tensions between everyone was growing thicker, well mainly for a small amount. Till this point, the children were staying clear of Uub. Everyone was happy with Videl and trusted her, all except for Uub. His lack of friends didn't make his hate for Gohan waver. More so for his new challenge to defeat him, but also for the fact that he was where Uub should have been. He dispised Trunks aswell. The son of the male in charge should have been Uub himself. His mother had told him right of what had occured. He was filled with such hatred for Trunks and his family.

Bulma was about to give birth any day now. You thought her mood swings without the pregnancy were exaderated? Her mood now was crazy. She was unpredictable, and would blow her top at any moment, but odd foods like chocolate and carrot ice cream seemed to settle her nerves. Anytime she passed Buffy in the hallway, she would sneer in glee as a reply to Buffy's glare. Buffy had more to be angry with at Bulma than just her existence. Buffy couldn't have children unless she found another pure blood, which was most unlikely. Bulma carried on anyway, and thought every once in a while to pity Buffy for her misfortune, but her attitude towards Bulma soon made her forget kindness.

Vegeta, as promised, was giving his son training. Everyday Trunks would get up at 5, train with his father till noon, leave to go to his grandparents by himself and do chores for them in the village. The villagers had become more use to him as time went on, and treated him like a pariah mostly, talking to him only when they needed to, and brushing aside their fear. He'd stay with his grandparents till 5 and then he would come back to the castle, telling all he had heard and would commence to dinner and private tutoring till 9. Trunks at times would ask his father why he had it harder than the other kids. Vegeta looked down at him and said...

"Trunks, you are like a Prince, and all though you should have things come easy for you...i want you to understand hardwork. Your mother doesn't want you spoiled and wants you to set a good example for your sister"

Trunks accepted his father's answer. He assumed he would understand his father's intentions eventually. But a 7 year old couldn't take but so much.

Gohan continued to be with Videl. Their friendship was strong. She was actually welcome to play with Trunks in the castle, that way she wouldn't get to dirty and get in trouble. Everytime Uub would see them play he would hiss and continue on his way.

Goten couldn't have made it that far because where ever he went, Marron would be chiding him about how 'cute' he was. He was severely irritated, and never seemed to get any peace from her. Since 18's intelligent act of heroism, she was dubbed chief of foreign relations for their area. She seemed to be more of a people person than anyone else. With this in motion, Yamcha was planning with other elders across the world to debate what to do as far as power. Though they let Vegeta be in charge, they agreed with his growing family, he couldn't be busy with trivial matters. Buffy was determined to get a job involving this, but Vegeta made sure she wouldn't get the satisfaction. Due to her rejection, Buffy retreated to the manor's library for refuge. No one seemed to care or notice what her fatuation was.

But someone should have...

Buffy chuckled amonst herself as she read the scripture from a old text book to herself.

"To have the strength of 1000 men

you need to find someone of kin

Bring their ashes, blood of your being

to make a brew of strength worth seeking

Mix these together with the greatest of care

as well as a lock of the enemy's hair

And last but not least, what you need most

is a blue zircon gem to secure you as host."

Buffy grinned, though she had a plan, she needed this gem... She felt more secure with herself and even was able to strutt around the castle with the most happiness anyone had seen.

"She's kinda acting like how she used to when Nappa was alive..." Krillin commented to 18.

"Whatever she's taking joy in can't be to good"

"Why do you have to say that?" Krillin said defensivly. "Yeah she can be bitter and cranky, but I'd be the same if I lost you"

18 smiled, but she still had uncertainty in her. The silence in the castle didn't last long however...a piercing scream of pain was heard even on the outside walls.

"Holy tarnations!...sounds like someone's dying!" a villager commented.

But this scream came from Bulma, who was going into labor as we speak, and having next to no tolerance for pain, she was displaying her discomfort to a tee. She gripped the sheets and Vegeta didn't mind being her stress reliever. Bulma narrowed her eyes at him and glared a glare of loathing. She leaped forward as best as she could and dug her nails into his arm, trying her best to inflict pain. Vegeta was a great sport and even released well rehearsed moans of pain, though he felt nothing at all. He infact had his reading glasses on and was reading a book and moaning in pain.

"YOU THINK YOU'RE SOME HOT SHIT DON'T YOU?" Bulma screamed.

The castle wasn't peaceful for 20 more hours, but at 7:30 in the morning, on a snowy Christmas Eve, Bulma was making noise of joy at the sight of her tiny little bundle of blue hair. Vegeta melted at first sight of his daughter. As best as he wanted to portray his bad ass demeanor, when his daughters innocent eyes looked at him, Vegeta couldn't care less what anyone thought. He held her to his chest, and then brought her body to his face and heard her coos of contentment. Bulma and Vegeta both decided to name her Bra. Bulma didn't stay in the hospital wing for long, Vegeta rolled her in a wheel chair, whilst she held her bundle close to her heart. Also in this hallway, Buffy came walking down. She sneered down at Bulma and the baby in her arms. Buffy looked as though she wanted to curse how ugly the child was, but even she knew she couldn't dare say such a lie about such a beautiful child.

"I see you had another brat Bulma. That seems to be the only thing you are good at..."

Bulma squinted her eyes, stood up out of the wheel chair, and handed Bra to Vegeta to hold. She stepped forward, forgetting how weak her body was and got all in Buffy's face.

"My children aren't brats. If I hear of any of your Disasisfaction towards my newborn just as you did with my first child, not only will you hear of my Disatisfaction, or my anger, but aswell as my nails when I scratch that smug bitch expression off your person. Do I make my self crystal?" Bulma said, grabbing onto Buffy's colar unknowingly, and bringing closer to Bulma's face as if about to give her a kiss of death.

Buffy pulled away and brushed her clothes as if dirt was upon it. She continued to walk down the hallway as if nothing happened. Not even saying a word. Vegeta was growing more concerned with Buffy's behavios as days passed. It seemed more comforting to have Buffy spitting venom than making slide remarks, smiling, and being content.

She's up to know good

"You think so?" Bulma asked.

Vegeta nodded and then turned to his love.

"Sit down woman, you need to rest, especially when the boy gets a load at this kid!"

Bulma sat down and was wheeled away. In the shadows however, Uub's eyes were red.

"They think they are all mighty? I'll show them...one day I will!"

"Is that so?" Buffy asked her son from behind.

"Mother, I..."

"I'm not discouraged by your intentions, in fact I want to talk to you..."

Buffy held her sons shoulders and escorted him to their room. From this point on, sides were being taken as to what and who in the manor...

Yay!... now the story will conclude, starting 6 years from now. Things will definetely get interesting.

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