I don't own any of the Dragon Ball universe. All I own is my tiny twisted imagination. Sorry the story is taking a while to complete but my life is busy right now. I will do my best to have the third and final part of this chapter up asap. Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed this crazy mess. Do remember this is a Yaoi. It does have male x male things going on. If you don't think you want to think about or read such things, just close the window.

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Vacation

Chapter 10

A Night to Remember

Part II

At about the time Dende was diving off the Lookout platform Krillin, Master Roshi, and Marron were just sitting down around the campfire in Goku's back garden next to the river. Goku was spreading cream cheese on a round cracker on top of which he placed a bit of the sausage stick he was in the process of devouring. He smiled at Krillin and crammed it in his mouth, "Glad you guys decided to come!"

Krillin had a half way disgusted expression as he watched his best friend eat it, "Marron wouldn't have left me alone if we didn't. Man Goku, your iron stomach never fails to surprise me."

"Me either!" Roshi said squinting in the dim firelight. He took out a cracker from the package and poked a campfire fork through it before placing it over the fire. Both Goku and Krillin stared at him with a puzzled expression as it caught on fire. "Done already? That was fast." He blew it out and pulled it off his fork between two chocolate bars and topped it with a large marshmallow before happily taking a bite out of it.

"Uhh… Master Roshi, can you see okay out here?" Krillin asked.

He picked his cane up and poked Trunks with it, "Of course I can my boy, what makes you think I can't?" He leaned down and whispered in Goten's ear, "Your dad thinks I'm going blind or somethin'." Goten, Trunks, and Marron giggled all at once.

"Uh, riiight." Krillin said a little concerned about their old mentor. "Just do me a favor and don't wander alone out here, okay."

He ignored what Krillin said and this time stuck a chocolate bar on the end of his fork. "This is nice out here tonight, don't you kids think so?" He elbowed Krillin.

"Hey, I'm not a kid anymore." Krillin protested; just because he was short didn't mean he was eternally a child.

"I remember when we were kids!" Goku smiled looking at their own children.

"When was that dad?" Goten said turning his marshmallow around in the fire. He giggled as Master Roshi's chocolate melted way and burned up.

"That was a long time ago, back when Master Roshi was one of the most powerful men on the planet." He chuckled watching him puzzle over where the morsel on the end of his fork disappeared to.

"You and my daddy were his students weren't you Mr. Goku?" Marron asked with a smile, "Didn't you and daddy used to deliver milk together?"

"We sure did Pumpkin!" Krillin smiled remembering years long past.

"I remember once, I told the boys to go and find a rock that I threw; cause the one who found it was gonna be the one who got to eat supper." Master Roshi added.

The three kids got excited. "Who found it? Was it you dad?" Goten beamed.

"Krillin brought it back to me…" Master Roshi answered.

Goten frowned and sighed "awe… dad didn't get to eat"

Master Roshi looked over at him. "He might have been the one who brought it to me, but only after cheating. He tricked Goku to get it."

"Don't remind me. That food made me sick for days." Krillin looked a little green thinking about it.

"Hey that's right! I forgot about that part." Goku laughed shoving his friend's shoulder and nearly knocking him off the log he was sitting on.

Krillin threw his arms out for balance "Ahh… You're just too strong for your own good, Goku."

The kids all laughed. Goten pulled the marshmallow off his fork while it was still burning and popped it into his mouth.

Marron stared at him. "How can you do that? It would burn me, if I did it." She was old enough to start realizing there were some major differences between her and her two buddies.

Goten blinked, "Huh? Do what?"

She laughed, "Eat a burning marshmallow, silly!"

"I don't know. Just hot stuff doesn't really bother me." Goten answered.

"One time, mom saw me get some boiled eggs outta the pot while it was still boiling. She just flipped out. She thought I was burned and was gonna rush me over to the lab an stuff." Trunks added.

Marron stared at him wide eyed, "Oh Trunksy, did it hurt you?"

Trunks' cheeks turned pink. "No. I like hot stuff too."

Goten looked up at Goku, "Hey dad, how come we like hot stuff so much an like why doesn't it hurt us like it would Marron an mom an Bulma an everybody else? Well cept our brother's an you an Vegeta."

Goku looked at Krillin. "Is it okay to explain with Marron here?"

Krillin nodded, "Sure. She'll figure it out eventually, anyway."

"Well, You know that Vegeta and I come from another planet, right, called planet Vegeta?" He watched the boys nod, they all understood that. "Well planet Vegeta was a really hot place and that means we can take a lot more heat than people from Earth. Earth is a kinda cold planet and they like ice because they don't have a nice really big warm red sun like we had. Because you guys are our kids that means you like hot things too, right."

"I get it." Trunks said, "That's why dad is always complainin' about it bein' cold all the time." He smiled, "It's cause he misses his planet!"

Marron pulled Goten's ear. "You guys don't look like aliens to me. You don't have fake skin like the one I watched on TV with Dad and Master Roshi last night. You're not green either." Suddenly they all looked up at the adults as the light came on bright and strong in their minds.

Krillin didn't bat an eye or look up from the marshmallow he'd decided to toast for Master Roshi, "Yes, Piccolo and Dende are aliens too."

Marron inhaled, "I knew it!"

Trunks stood up and ran in a circle with his arms spread wide. "I'm a Prince of planet Vegeta!" He shouted.

Goten jumped up on the log and shouted with his friend, "and I am the Arch Master Guardian of the Prince and King!"

Marron ran after them "Can I be a princess or the queen then?"

Goku and Krillin just blinked at each other as they watched the next generation run off into the dark to play. Krillin didn't worry so much, he knew nothing would bother the kids; it was more what they all were playing at. "Those kids are us, twenty-five years ago, aren't they."

Goku simply said "Yep."

"What's up with the Arch Master Guardian thing?" He asked his longtime friend.

"Oh that? That's the title given to those chosen to guard the royal family. It's hereditary." Goku said spreading cream cheese on another cracker.

"So… that means you're Vegeta's hereditary guardian then?" Krillin asked trying to let the whole meaning soak in.

"Yep, an my dad died trying to keep Frieza from blowing up Vegeta and its King." He shoved the sausage topped cracker into his mouth.

"Ahh… that's why Vegeta was drawn to Earth then."

"Uh huh." Goku smiled and went back to making another cracker up.

"Wait… Did Marron just say she was the Princess?" Krillin jumped to his feet dropping his fork into the fire gap mouthed.

Goku gently grabbed his arm. "Relax that won't happen…"

Krillin chuckled wiping sweat from his brow, "You're right, they are just little kids."

Goku finished what he's started to say "For another 20 years anyway." He smiled and patted Krillin's shoulder.

Krillin fell over at what Goku said and imagining Vegeta as a father-in-law for his daughter. "Why did you have to go and say that."

Meanwhile elsewhere in Satan City…

"Where is she?" Mister Satan was yelling at any and all servants as he paced up and down the halls. "Where is my Videl? She's been gone all night!"

"She hasn't been home all afternoon or evening either, Mister Satan sir." A man said bowing as the overly loud, obnoxious, martial arts hero stormed passed.

"I bet she's gone to that boy's house again! I bet he's talking my little girl into doing all sorts of things boys are always thinkin' about!" He was mad. He knew what he thought about as a young man; it didn't help realizing HIS daughter might be the one on the receiving end of such thoughts. "Oh my god, he could be defiling my little girl as we speak!"

"Yes, sir." A male servant said simply agreeing with the unreasonable man.

"That boy comes from a red neck family." He imagined the very worst possible of marriages aired on television, the highlight of a Jerry Springer show. "I gotta put a stop to it! That can't ever happen! She can't marry some redneck from the sticks! I gotta go rescue my little girl! Videl, I'm commin' to save ya honey!" He almost ran to the landing pad behind his beautiful white mansion and jumped into the small jump jet he owned, the one that said "Satan 1" and headed out toward the house where that guy from the Cell Games lived.

… High atop the Lookout…

Piccolo carried Vegeta into his bed chamber. A light smell of sandalwood incense drifted in the air in a room lit only by the soft flickering glow of candle light. Vegeta smiled at his big green savior "Wow, you went to all this trouble for me?" 'no one's ever gone to any kind of trouble like this for me'. It was a foreign concept to him, but he decided on the spot that he liked it.

"You're the only Little Prince in my life, so it must be all for you." Piccolo gave his mate a soft fangy smile, which for most would have left the feeling of being dragged into a scene from a horror film to any human, but to a Sayian it was heaven. He laid his beautiful small prince down on the pile of soft feathery cushions he called his bed and sat down on a rather large-ish one to pull his boots and weighted clothing off for the night. No fighting, no being on guard for the planet, no one to pester them. Tonight, was going to be all about his Little Prince and no one or anything was going to get in the way of him achieving that.

Vegeta got up and walked over to a small panel on the wall and set some seductive music on to play. Piccolo smiled again. Vegeta was the only person in existence whom he allowed to touch, handle, and or play with his belongings, no one else would dare to, and this was music that only they related to and only in private. The prince loved to dance; he was a very seductive little snot and he knew it too. The only person on this planet who knew that fact was sitting not far away watching, eyes glued to him.

Gods Piccolo was glad for this old 60s music from the twentieth century, he didn't know who Suzie Q was but he was happy someone wrote this song about her. Vegeta leaned forward and very slowly licked the tip of one of the green man's antennae and then slipped away from him as he tried to wrap a strong yet gentle arm around his small waist. He had no intention of giving up this rare chance to dance just yet, he wanted to drive Piccolo mad first.

For Piccolo the world was swiftly being left behind as he let his eyes glide very slowly over every inch of the Princes' body. Tonight was going to be slow and easy.

…in a noisy section of West City…

The six teens sat in an out of the way corner of the West City Police Station. All of them looked like they'd been drug down a dusty, rocky, country road. Mirai glowered at Sharpner. He wanted to pound his face till it looked like a lump of raw hamburger. Gohan sat across from him watching with a worried expression. He was the only thing in existence which was keeping Mirai calm and right now he felt a lot like Vegeta did when pissed off. Videl looked at Dende, who was sitting next to her, trying to work up the courage to talk to him about his mom.

Sharpner was sprawled back like it was no big deal they had all just been arrested. He had a smug look on his face as he put one arm around Erasa and glanced at Mirai. "What's wrong Briefs?" He laughed sarcastically, "You mad because you can't sit next to your boyfriend here?" He nudged Gohan's shoulder.

"Hey… leave me alone, Sharpner." He was mad at the idiot too.

Mirai scowled even more, looking ever more like his dad by the second, "Keep your hands off of Gohan, fuck tard. If you touch him again I will break every bone in your hands."

"Ooo… did that hit a nerve?" He retorted.

Videl blinked as it finally soaked in, Gohan really did have a thing for Mirai, and apparently he had a very serious thing for him too. She now understood why Gohan got nervous when they were alone and always tried to get away from her all the time. She smiled ever so slightly to herself, 'no matter, I have a new interest now', she eyed Dende from the side. "Shut up Sharpner. Who cares if they're boyfriends or not, and you're the dumbass who got us in trouble anyway. I'm done being friends with you, all you ever do is cause us to get in trouble."

Erasa started to cry again. "My dad is gonna be so mad at me."

Videl looked at her. "It's okay, I'll have my dad talk to your mom and dad and see if they'll let you spend the night at my house." She glared at Sharpner "They'll believe it was all your fault."

Erasa smiled and sniffed. "You think they might?" She shrugged Sharpners arm off of her and hurriedly went over to sit on the bench next to Videl to get away from him. "I don't wanna be your girl anymore."

Sharpner's mouth dropped, "What? I didn't do anything and you guys are taking up for these fags?"

Gohan frowned, now he was stuck alone with him on this side. Sharpner made a kissing gesture at him.

That was enough for Mirai, he scooted over a little more the other direction and looked at Dende, "Sorry, but I'm not letting him sit over there with that fucking creep another second."

Dende smiled as they all shuffled around a little to make some room for Gohan. " It's okay, Mirai." He was happy that everyone was deciding on the right thing, to stay away from a trouble maker.

Mirai grabbed Gohan's wrist and pulled him over to sit beside him even if it was a little cramped now. It was Mirai's turn to lean back and put his arm around his love. He gave Sharpner a sarcastic Saiyan smirk his dad would be proud of.

… Back at the campfire…

As the adults sat and talked about when they were kids at the fire, Trunks, Goten, and Marron ran through the darker part of the garden at the front of the house chasing lightening bugs. Marron jumped in the air to scoop one up; when she opened her hand and looked at it she frowned, it was squashed all over her palm. "Awe… now he's dead." She wiped her hand on the drying grass so the little bug could go back to the Earth.

"Don't be sad. I bet me and Trunks can make some lightening bugs of our own, just for you Marron." Goten said smiling at the little girl who was genuinely upset she had killed a tiny little life.

She quickly brightened. "Really?" she looked at Trunks, "Trunksy, can you really make some for me?"

Trunks puffed up and beamed at her. "Sure we can! We're Sayian, we can do anything." Both boys truly believed that. Their dads had always managed to do anything that everyone said was impossible. They were used to everyone on the planet depending on them and they always stood up to face the challenge even if they knew they were going to die if they did. In their young minds, it was because they were different, they were Sayians and they could do anything.

They both sat down in the dead grass and concentrated on making the very smallest tiny sparkle of kai possible as Marron watched hopefully.

Goku's stomach growled. "Man, I miss Chi-Chi's cooking."

Krillin looked at his over-grown friend, "No offense Goku, but why in the world did you marry that woman anyway? All she does is yell a lot and nag you and Gohan constantly."

Goku thought about it in silence for a moment before answering, "Well, at the time I thought a wedding was something to eat, but at least I got two boys and someone who can make food for me out of the deal." He smiled thinking he was lucky. "Vegeta got someone who can't even boil an egg and make it taste good." He scrunched up his face remembering all of Bulma's food they'd had to eat as kids.

Krillin frowned in agreement. "Yuck, don't remind me. He's lucky Bunny can make up for it."

Suddenly Goku stood and looked up in the sky toward the east mumbling, "Why is that guy coming here?"

Krillin stood up as well looking in the same direction, "Who is it Goku?"

Master Roshi looked at them, "What? Is there some sexy babe commin'?"

Goku chuckled, "Not unless you call Hercule Satan a sexy babe."

Krillin sighed and rolled his eyes, "Oh great. What the hell does he want? Besides spoiling the night?"

Goku shrugged as the light craft landed in an open spot close by, "Don't know, but we're going to find out." He walked over to the plane as Hercule stepped out. "Hey Hercule, nice to see you again." He stuck his hand out to the man.

Mr. Satan shook his hand but didn't offer a smile in return instead he gave a short nod as he looked around. "Goku."

"What can we do you for, Hercule?" he replied with a smile, he would be hospitable even if Satan was not. 'What could he possibly want at this hour?'

"Where is she? I know she's gotta be here with that boy of your's. Just tell me where they are." Mr. Satan demanded.

Goku and Krillin glanced at each other with a raised brow. Goku answered confused, "Where is who? And if you mean Gohan, he's at the Brief's home visiting with their son Mirai."

"Then that's where Videl is! She has a thing for your boy, and they could be there all alone!" He said waving his arms around excitedly.

"Maybe they're all having an orgy." Roshi added as he woke up briefly.

Both Goku and Krillin's jaw hit the ground at his random statement. "Master Roshi! They are not at Bulma and Vegeta's at a sex party!" Krillin snapped. It was not helping the situation at all.

"Oh my god! Did he say the kids were having a… a … sex party?" He lost control and began screaming. "Where's my little girl? If your son lays a hand on her I won't be responsible for what happens to him!"

Goku narrowed his eyes at the obnoxious man, "Mr. Satan calm down. I promise if anyone lays a hand on your daughter it won't be Gohan."

"How do you know that? Don't you know what goes through the minds of young men?" He ranted.

"Gohan is not that kind of boy." He said calmly. 'He really isn't that kind of boy, goofball.'

The sudden noise of grownups shouting made Goten jump and he lost control of the little sparkles of kai he had been holding. They scattered across the ground like a dropped sparkling firework, some managed to hit Trunks' hand making him jump up slinging his hand and scattering the one he held as well.

"OW Goten! Pay attention, you burned my hand." He licked the little red spot on the back of his hand.

"I'm sorry, Trunks." He put a finger over his mouth. "Shhh… it sounds like someone arguing with dad."

"That's just dumb. Only dad argues with your dad and my dad is at the Lookout." He said loudly not noticing the glow behind them.

"I heard it too," Marron interrupted. "It sounds like that man that mommy doesn't like."

They stood listening to a man who sounded really angry. "That's Videl's dad." Goten said. "How come he's yelling at dad? Videl isn't here, and anyway my brother doesn't like her, he likes your brother."

Just then Trunks jumped as something burned his foot. He turned wide eyed. "Oh crap!"

Marron screeched as they all realized the grass and brush, deadened from a drought, was on fire. "Goten! Help me put it out!" Trunks shouted.

"What do we do Trunks?" Goten shouted jumping around.

"I know! If we fly around it really fast maybe the wind will put the flames out!" Trunks said jumping in the air.

The boys flew around in circles around the burning spot so fast they looked like a miniature tornado, but all they managed to do was fan the flames and make it worse. It was right up against the house a lot bigger and a lot hotter.

Trunks yelled, "Marron go get your dad! Hurry!"

She ran as fast as she could for a little human girl toward the back of the house.

Around the back of the house everyone heard Marron scream and instantly stopped what they were doing looking at each other.

Krillin shouted "That was Marron!"

Mr. Satan looked the direction of her scream and his eyes bugged out. "Oh my god! There's a fire!"

About that time Marron came running around the house yelling as loud as she could, "Daddy, Daddy help the house is burnin'!"

All at the same time all three men ran toward the front of the house. Krillin scooped Marron up and flew her to Roshi's side. "You stay here with Roshi, and do whatever he tells you to do pumpkin!" he looked at Roshi desperately, "don't let her out of your sight!"

Roshi pulled her close to him, "I'll keep her safe boy, just get that fire out!"

Krillin flew at top speed to the front of the house. The whole front porch was engulfed in flames and it was quickly spreading to the inside. Hercule was beating at part of it with his cape trying to put it out. Goku was using IT to go to and from the lake dumping water on it using Goten's wading pool, but it was having no affect. Krillin grabbed the nearest large tub and flew doing the same thing as Goku. "Goten and Trunks get out of here! Go to Master Roshi and don't leave his side!" Goku bellowed.

The two frightened boys didn't hesitate to do exactly as he said. As soon as they reached him Marron jumped up and hugged Trunks. "It's okay Kids." Roshi said keeping them together, "Goku, Krillin, and that loud mouth, will probably have it out in a minute or two." He watched worriedly as the flames spread to the roof.

…Far above the world's problems…

Vegeta pulled his tight shirt off and dropped it to the floor slowly and just as slowly stepped out of his loose baggy jeans as they fell to the floor. 'The Crystal Ship indeed' he thought. He walked and moved as fluidly as any exotic dancer ever could. He slipped around Piccolo just barely touching his body in the process. He finally stopped in front of him and slipped Piccolo's gi down off his shoulders with his silky soft tail.

Piccolo was hardly breathing. It was taking all of his concentration to not attack Vegeta and have his way with him right now. 'Soon, let him have fun dancing for me; delightful, beautiful, tiny, little slip of a Prince. Every inch of that Saiyan body is mine.' He thought to himself.

Vegeta lightly ran his tongue down his chest and nipped at Piccolo's skin, his fangs grown just a little. His body was getting hot and his vision was hazing as he kneeled in front of his massive seme. He felt dwarfed by the man and submissive to him in a way that no one else had ever made him feel. He thrilled in it. Near him he didn't always have to be the strong one, he could let his Green Man be strong and for once someone could protect him. He ran his hands along Piccolo's stiffened member.

Piccolo inhaled as Vegeta touched him. He looked down at him with glassy eyes almost as if drugged. In fact the Prince was his drug; he needed, wanted, and craved him. He ran his large clawed hands through all of that beautiful soft silky black hair. Gods; he so wanted his beautiful, little uke. Vegeta knew exactly what he was doing, Piccolo knew his Prince was not a young pup as things go, but Saiyan's aged differently. He was still considered fairly young and he kept his body perfect. He was a small solid muscle, his waist was tiny and so was his frame, and his eyes were pitch black. 'God damn, how could any sane man not be attracted to him' he thought.

Vegeta looked up into his eyes and thought back to him 'I heard that, Green Man, but I am no man's slut but yours.' He slid his mouth all the way down his lover's throbbing hard member sucking hard as he did.

Piccolo's eyes rolled back at the feel of his baby's mouth all around him. He groaned resisting the urge to push just a little deeper. He just managed to think back to him 'Baby, you are no man's slut period. You are my sweet, little, innocent, prince. Always.'

Vegeta looked up at him with huge black eyes that melted into Piccolo's very soul and wrapped his tail around his lover's leg loosely as he stroked his mouth over him. 'Keep me safe please' he pleaded with those dark eyes.

Piccolo couldn't stand it any longer he bared his double fangs and gave a snarling growl in warning to the whole universe. 'No slimy, icy, psychopath will ever lay a finger on you again as long as I am alive.' He picked his beautiful little mate up, still half crouched, and carried him to his bed in two steps and hovered crouching over him.

Vegeta wrapped his tail a little tighter around his leg arching his back and lowering his head in submission mentally begging 'Take me Green Man, long and hard. Gods please fuck me'.

Vegeta's scent was over powering; Piccolo released a dormant Namekian warrior's roar he'd inherited from Nail, again warning anyone who heard it to stay far away and plunged deep into his squirming Prince. He wrapped his arm tightly around Vegeta's waist while grabbing Vegeta's stiffness with the other causing a wail of ecstasy to escape the smaller man's mouth. Piccolo leaned forward laying his head gently next to his and gave his baby what he was needing and begging for. Relief from the stress, comfort in knowing no matter how bad things were he could lean on someone strong, to completely relinquish control to a good strong mate. Gods… the Prince felt totally filled by his mate, for at least right now, they were one.

As Vegeta wanted it Piccolo kept it hard, pounding, and fast. All he felt were his tiny hips, and tight hot ass. His eyes rolled as he was completely intoxicated by Vegeta's musky scent. 'No other hands will ever again touch you, you belong to me! Me alone, Little Prince! No other will take what is mine!'

Vegeta howled something akin to the sound of a tiger in heat as he came in a burst on the bed beneath him at the same time his mate filled him with his hot sticky seed. They remained as they were panting for a moment until Piccolo smiled and lightly swept his fingers over his lover's bare ass. He kissed Vegeta between his shoulder blades and whispered mentally 'mine', before le lay down next to him pulling him close.

Vegeta snuggled in close feeling safe and secure and kissed his Green Man's fingers whispering aloud. "Piccolo…"

Piccolo yawned heavily exposing a mouth full of razor sharp teeth, he then kissed the back of his head, "What Baby…"

It was Vegeta's turn to yawn, maybe tonight he could sleep for a change, "I love you."

Piccolo smiled and breathed in his scent as he began to drift, "Shh… I love you too, Little Prince" He aimed a remote at the wall and shut his stereo off then lay close snuggling his one true love. He kissed his ear knowing Vegeta was already asleep, "Sleep peaceful baby. Your safe, I promise."

… At a place where a house once stood….

Goku stood staring at the place he used to call his home with a blank stare. He couldn't believe it. Their house was nothing but a burned out hull; everything they owned, all of the memories of such good family meals and gatherings were gone, now a smoldering char.

Mister Satan walked up beside him and put a hand on his shoulder, "Uh… Goku, are you alright?"

Goku just blinked, his mind was just trying to figure out how he was going to explain how he was going to explain this to Chi-Chi when the women returned home in a few days.

Mister Satan genuinely felt bad for the man. They all three had tried very hard to put the fire out but it was like it had a mind of its own. He'd never seen anything like it in his life. "You know you and your family are welcome to stay in my home as long as you need to get back on your feet." He offered.

Goku turned to face him and smiled, beneath the obnoxious façade Satan really was a good man. "Thank you, Hercule, but we'll be fine. We can stay at the Briefs for a couple of days till we sort it out."

"Are you sure? I mean… me an Videl… we got a huge house an there's plenty of empty room in it." He offered again.

Goku smiled even more. "Thank you for the offer, but we'll get through it okay. We've been through worse together." He looked down at his lifelong friend and laughed.

Krillin looked up at him, his face was almost all black from soot and he looked for all the world like a short skinny Mister Popo. "What?" he asked unaware of what now both his friend and Mister Satan were laughing hysterically over.

"Well, I'd tell you to go look in the mirrior, but it's burned up." Goku laughed wiping a tear from his eye. Just at that moment his cell phone rang, strangely at the same time that Mister Satan's cell phone went off. They looked at one another shrugged and answered at the same time.

(simultaneous conversations)

Goku: Hello?... Yes this is Son Goku the father of Son Gohan…

Hercule: Hello… Yes this is Hercule Satan Videl Satan's dad…

There was a pause as each man was listening to whoever was on the other end of the line. Krillin raised a brow wondering what was going on that they would both get a call at the same time and both be saying the exact same thing. He could tell from their expressions it couldn't be anything good.

(simultaneous conversations)

Goku: Are you sure you have the right kid?

Hercule: That can't be right…

(simultaneous conversations)

Goku: That doesn't sound like Gohan at all…

Hercule: That's not like Videl at all…

Now Krillin, Master Roshi, and the kids were watching and listening carefully worried if everyone was alright.

(simultaneous conversations)

Goku: Yeah I understand…

Hercule: Yeah I get it…

(simultaneous conversations)

Goku: I'll be right there.

Hercule: I'll be right there.

Goku and Mister Satan looked at each other and blinked. Mister Satan broke the silence. "I thought you said you boy wasn't that kinda kid?" worry was etched all over his face.

"He isn't. I'm having trouble believing all of it too. None of our kids would behave this way." Goku looked at Krillin. "Krillin listen, you have to go to the Lookout. Tell Piccolo and Vegeta that Dende and Mirai have been arrested and they have to come down to West City Police Headquarters and pick them up. I would go myself but I have to go get Gohan and they can't seem to reach either of them."

Goten and Trunks started jumping all around shouting at the same time. "Is my brother okat?"

Goku squatted down and put one hand on each of their shoulders. "Hey you two, your brothers are okay."

Goten stopped and looked his dad in the eye only inches away from it. "Did Gohan rob a bank dad?"

Goku, and even Mister Satan, couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "No, Gohan didn't rob a bank, but I need you guys to stay with Krillin and Master Roshi tonight while we straighten all of this out okay?"

"Alright, dad." Goten said satisfied for now.

Trunks kicked at a rock then looked at his father's best friend, "Goku?"

Goku smiled and looked at the lavender haired boy "What is it Trunks?"

"Will you not let dad kill Mirai, please? He's the only big brother I got, even if he's an older me from another universe." His lip quivered a little. "I don't wanna lose my big brother."

Mister Satan Looked confused at what the boy just said but kept quiet. He knew there was something strange and not quite right about all of the people who were there that day at the cell games.

Goku chuckled quietly while ruffling the boy's hair. "Hey, it's alright. Vegeta isn't going to kill Mirai. We just need you to stay with Marron and Goten at Master Roshi and Krillin at Kami House tonight, is that going to be okay with you?"

Trunks sniffed a little and smiled. "Yeah, Trutle can play games with us."

Goku stood up and looked at Krillin, "Can you guys manage okay?"

"Sure. It's not the kids I'm worried about," He frowned, "It's having to tell Vegeta and Piccolo. Man, why do I always have to be the harbinger of sorrows."

"Goku, You wanna ride with me into town? I mean… since we're goin to the same place and all?" Mister Satan asked. He could see the disappointment in Goku's face, first the man's house burned down, then you get a call saying your kid's been arrested.

"Sure why not. My energy is down a lot from fighting the fire. Thanks Hercule." He hugged his youngest, "I want you both to be on your best behavior for Master Roshi and Krillin and don't make a mess at their house."

"We won't dad." He ran back to Master Roshi, and shouted to his dad as he and Mister Satan were taking off, "Go break Gohan outta jail dad!"

Krillin loaded the kids into the car he was thankful he'd brought, since he was now too tired to fly home. Roshi got into the driver's seat with the kids in the back. "Are you gonna be okay driving back alone Master Roshi?"

"Of course I will boy. Just go do what you have to, I'll take the youngsters home" The old turtle hermit answered. He drove away at a slow pace.

Krillin was left standing there by himself in the dim light the embers of what was left of Goku's house. "Well, if I don't tell them no one else will." He launched himself into the air flying toward the Lookout.

As he flew, Krillin thought about how he was ever going to tell either of them, they had to go and get the kids from the police station. No matter how he thought about it, it never turned out, in his mind, with him in good shape so he pushed all worrying aside and let the silence of the night calm his completely frayed nerves.

In a short while he touched down on the white marble tiles in the Lookout's gardens. Now, if he could just pluck up the courage to go figure out where Vegeta and Piccolo were hiding. He wandered into the kitchen but didn't find them. "Damn. I figured with Vegeta's Saiyan stomach they might be in the Galley." He mumbled to himself. He turned and wandered checking everywhere; the world room, the lower levels, the waterfall. Nowhere. Krillin swallowed as he realized there was only one more place they could be. Piccolo's bedchamber; his face turned fire red as he quietly walked up the cool white stone steps to the door leading into it.

He took a deep breath and knocked on it almost inaudibly, "Piccolo… Vegeta… are you guys in there?" he whispered. There was no response. Krillin's tension over the whole business eased a little. 'Maybe Goku got a phone call through to them after all.' He thought. He got a little braver and knocked a little louder. "Vegeta … Piccolo… I gotta tell you guys something if you're in there… come on its majorly important." Again there was no response at all. 'I guess they really aren't here, but I better make sure before I leave'. He hit the latch on Piccolo's door and poked his head inside. He coughed as burning incense wafted out. 'Candle light?' he thought. "Nobody would leave candles burning". He glanced around the room his jaw dropping a little more as his eyes slowly focused in the dim light. Piles of clothing were scattered all around the room; he made the mistake of looking at Piccolo's bed. "Oh My God." He said loudly.

Piccolo and Vegeta were lying there totally naked and only barely covered by blankets. Piccolo was curled around Vegeta with his naked back side facing Krillin. They instantly came awake at the sound of his voice.

"KRILLIN! What are you doing?" Piccolo boomed like only he could do. Vegeta let out a cougar like screech and grabbed a blanket around him.

Krillin didn't even know what that sound was he heard coming from the Saiyan. His human ears had never heard anything like it; but he was sure his eyeballs were melting out of his head now. He snapped out of it. "Oh my god, I'm sorry but you guys have to get dressed right now, something's happened." He slammed the door shut and slumped against the wall trying to scour the images from his brain and mumbled, "Why does it always have to be me?"

There was a scuffling noise from inside and then the door opened with Piccolo stepping out with a sheet wrapped around him and Vegeta stepped out with a blanket draped much like a kimono and his hair was down and brushed back. Krillin blinked never having seen Vegeta with his hair down before. "Do you mind explaining to me why you barged into my bedchamber now?" Piccolo asked irritatedly.

"You guys have got to go down to the West City police station. Mirai, Gohan, Dende, and even Videl got arrested for some reason." He took another deep breath and continued. "Goku left with Hercule already to go get them, but they need you guys too. Apparently Dende told the police you were his dad Piccolo, and they won't let Mirai go with Goku."

Vegeta exploded, "WHAT?"

Piccolo put a hand on Vegeta's shoulder, "Calm down, Vegeta." He looked at Krillin, "What were they arrested for?"

"Having some kind of wild party I think." He answered.

"A WILD party? They went to a WILD party?" Vegeta yelled

"No I think the party was at your house, actually." Krillin said becoming a little more fearful remembering how Vegeta could be when he wanted to.

"They had a WILD party at our house are we told them to cool it tonight?" He screamed beginning to draw in energy.

Krillin took about three steps back and was preparing to fly away, when Piccolo reached out and gripped Vegeta's shoulder. "That's enough, stop it right now. That's not going to help. Calm down and don't fly off the handle blindly. We don't even know the truth of what happened, and I want to hear from Dende exactly what went wrong and why." He was more like a parent to Dende than he would ever admit to.

Then Krillin witnessed something amazing. Vegeta instantly let go of the energy he was building up and became almost placid. "You're right, I shouldn't jump to conclusions. I'm sorry."

Krillin would have fallen over if he wasn't so shocked. "Oh yeah, Master Roshi and I are taking the boys to Kami House for the rest of the night. I just wanted to tell you, you can take your time picking them up tomorrow. Marron loves to play with them, so they'll be alright."

Vegeta smiled at Krillin. It made him nervous. "Thank You Krillin. I trust you with the boys. We'll be by sometime tomorrow to get them and we appreciate you looking after them." Vegeta's voice was like silk, unlike anything he'd ever heard.

"Sure thing Vegeta." Krillin responded smiling back at him. "Any time." He ran and dove off the side of the Lookout headed for home.