This is my first fanfiction so please be nice. Some serious ooc and slight change in the actual story and the time frame has been modified so be warned!

Freeza and his father where nothing more than ash when the boy was finished. His short violet hair accent his sharp blue eyes. Something about him reminded Vegeta of someone he knew. He looked familiar somehow…

"Wow did you see that," said Krillin in shock, "he just blew them away like they where nothing! plus he's a super saiyan!"

"I didn't know there where any others out there," said Gohan in awe.

"Of course there's not," shouted Vegeta, "the only saiyans left are you, your idiot father, and myself! There is no way this brat is a super saiyan!"

"Whatever he is I just hope he is on our side," said Piccolo. The others silently agreed. Vegeta was the only one there with any chance of beating Freeza and it still would have been a challenge for him. Vegeta felt his hand grip into a fist. First that stupid outfit, now this! How could today get any worse?

Little did Vegeta know that far off at Capsule Corp. the worst was happening at that very moment. Dr. Briefs was modifying his GR when he had the great idea of installing a cappuccino machine. Now, most would say, 'Dr. Briefs, what a wonderful idea! Have a hard training session and WABAM! Cappuccino at your finger tips just like that!' at least in Briefs mind that's what they would say. "Dad," said Bulma, "do you really think this is such a good idea? I mean, would this even hold up under the immense pressure he puts on this machine?"

"Of course," said Dr. Briefs, "nothing can defeat the power of caffeine! It lifts you up when you are feeling down, it awakens the tired and weary, it gives strength to addicts around the world, Starbucks (I don't own) strives to bring purpose to your day! That is why this is a Starbucks addition!"

"So your plan is to get him hooked on caffien so he can't defend the world without it? Awesome dad," said Bulma sarcastically. For some reason she had been feeling extra moody lately. Maybe it was because she hadn't been laid in the last 2 months. Maybe it was because the last person she slept with was Vegeta of all people. Maybe it was because Vegeta hadn't slept with her all this time, never mind Yamcha, as much as it had to kill him he was officially old news as of that crazy drunken night.

Dr. Briefs laughed at her crazy antics. "My dear, I think you need to take a break from working you have really been dragging me down."

"What are you talking about? You are always in such a great mood. I have to tell you dad it has really been making me sick lately."

"Oh, Bulma, you are exaggerating."

"No, dad, seriously, I am physically ill from your happy mood."

"It's the cappuccino, I'm telling you!

"It's the regular 6 hours of sleep sense I can remember."

"You're just sour because your pregnant," laughed Dr. Briefs. Bulma was stunned he would say such a thing. Pregnant? Her? What was he smoking?

"Sorry, dad, but you have to get laid to get pregnant," she said depressingly.

"But you did," said Briefs, as if they were talking about the weather, "remember, with that Vegeta fellow." Bulma felt her world crashing around her.

"How, how, how could you possibly know about that!"

"Well, funny story actually. Vegeta told Goku, who told Krillin, who told Roshi, who told oolong, who told Puar, who told Yamcha, who told his one night stand, who told that farmer with the shot gun, who told Piccolo, who told Gohan, who told Chichi, who told Goku. But when he told her he knew already she yelled at him."

"When did all this take place," she asked with a quivering voice. Did the whole world know about it!

"Oh….this morning actually." That was it, her life was over, she was going to be labeled a slut for the rest of her life all because Vegeta couldn't keep his mouth shut about a night that 'never' happened. Just then Bulma's mother came crashing through the GR door with the phone in her hands.

"Oooo, I just heard the news! You and Vegeta sitting in a tree!"

"What tree? There was no tree!"

"Are we going to have little saiyan baby's running around?"

"No, mom-"

"I believe our little girl is with a baby right now," said Dr. Briefs with absolute delight.

"Oooo, lets go to the gynecologist right now to find out!"

"I'm on my way to meet Goku," said the young boy, about 14 years of age at least, "want to come and wait with me?" He flew off and the others watched him go.

"Did he just say Goku," asked Krillin.

"How does he know my dad?"

"I don't know but I say we follow him but keep your guard up, we don't know this kid, and he is way too powerful to-" Vegeta flew off before Piccolo could finish his thought. "Hey I wasn't done with my long and drawn out idea Vegeta!" Vegeta did not care, all he cared about where three things; Kakarot, that powerful youth, and decaffeinated mocha lattes with whip cream and sometimes sprinkled with nuts. They followed him to the middle of nowhere and everyone landed.

"Now we just need to wait," said the boy. The minutes ticked by making it seem like a lifetime. Krillin looked around the canyon and noticed that it had recently rained. He noticed little white plants sitting in a shady spot. They were mushrooms! Krillin loved mushrooms!

"Hey guys," he said excited, "look, food!" He plucked them from the ground and stuffed them all in his mouth. He patted his belly after the acceptable snack was eaten and laid back looking at the sky hoping to kill time by making shapes in the clouds.

"Great, the only food we have seen and you ate it all," griped Vegeta, "I will not die of starvation because of you! YOU HERE ME I WILL SURVIVE!"

"Chill out," said Yamcha, "we have only been here for like 10 minutes." He pulled a mirror out of the air and began looking at his reflection. "Well, hellooo, handsome. We meet again. God, I am so jealous of your awesome muscles. Oh, wait, that's me." Yamcha laughed at himself dazzling in his own glory.

"You know, this is why Bulma cheated on you," said Tien.

"Look, it's not my fault her mirror is broken. Just because she can't see my amazingness every time she looks in the mirror is no reason to hate me. I didn't put her ordinary reflection there. I tried really hard to help her out. I once stared at all over her mirrors for a whole day in hopes of burning my smile and manliness in her acceptable mirror glass but it just didn't seem to help her. She just got jealous of me that's all."

"That annoying woman was right," mumbled Vegeta.

"What? What did she say about me? Did she tell you about my dazzling eyes and the stars in my teeth every time I smile?"

"I heard your loser," said the mysterious boy looking up from his video game, "heard you where so blinded by your own self love you did not realize Bulma was slipping away from you to him. Heard your efforts of burning your soul in her mirror where stupid to."

"What do you know," snapped Yamcha, "I never said I tried to put my soul in her mirror?"

"Why not? You're not using it," said the boy, "I'll take it off your hands."

"What?"

"I heard your soul weighs 5 extra pounds. Don't you want to get rid of all that dead wait that is keeping you down? Making you less beautiful then you could be? Don't you want to be…..perfection?"

"You're proposal disturbs me yet it also intrigues me," said Yamcha, "give me time to think on this and I will have an answer for you in a few years."

"That will be just perfect," he said with a smile.

"Guys," whispered Krillin, "don't move. There is a half dragon half duck watching us in the clouds this very moment."

"What was that," asked Piccolo, looking up and seeing nothing but clouds.

"Shhh! Don't look at it, it knows you are looking!"

"Where is dad," asked Gohan desperately. The boy just shook his head and went back to his game. He just needed to pass along the message and go home, that was it, at least until he had to come back. He did not want to get to close to these people, they scared him a little, especially Yamcha, there was something wrong with him mentally and the boy had no intention of finding out what. During that hour Krillin managed to lose his cloths, Piccolo was in a heated battle of rock, paper, scissors against Yamcha for who was going to make Krillin put his cloths back on, Gohan and Tien and Chaotzu where betting on weather or not those mushrooms where sphycodelics or a trap set up by an enemy nearby (they knew the answer it was just fun to plot about), the mysterious youth made it to level 32, and Vegeta was tweeting about it all on his cell phone. Cell phones, why didn't they think of it?

At last Goku arrived. The boy, anxious to see the man he had heard so much about, ran after the others to say hello when Vegeta got a most disturbing text message.

Vegeta at docs off. Im preggers so sry ttyl bulma o n u mite wanna get here fast dad is putting cappichino misheen in ur gr

Vegeta's brow twitched, how dare that old man put his evil caffeine in his ship! DAMN YOU he shouted to the world with his arms in the air. He fell to his knees in defeat. Goku quickly jumped out of his ship and everyone surrounded the defeated saiyan prince with morbid curiousity.

"What's happened," asked Goku, "what is it? Is the earth in danger? Why is Krillin naked? Who is this boy? What happened with freeza?"

"K-k-kakarot," he said weakly, holding up the smart phone, "it's, its…" Goku stumbled back in fear. The spelling was horrid, he couldn't make it out.

"Vegeta, I need you to translate I don't understand!"

"That-that bastard….he….he's putting a cappuccino machine in my gravity ship!" In a fit of rage Vegeta finally reached Super saiyan! They all marveled at the sudden transformation.

"Um, excuse me," said the boy, "but I have some important business to discuss."

"Don't worry about him," said Goku cheerily, "he is so dramatic sometimes. Who are you?"

"Goku, may I speak to you alone-"

"NOOO," shouted Yamcha, "You dick, you got my Bulma pregnant!"

"She's not yours," snapped Vegeta, "no one as unworthy as you is worthy of her!"

"Yea sure, lets talk in private," said Goku.

The boy identified himself as Trunks, son of Vegeta and Bulma, Goku thought this was hilarious. "Oh my kami, that's the funniest thing I have ever heard! Vegeta and Bulma sitting in a tree!"

"KAKAROT THERE WAS NO TREE," shouted Vegeta from across the desert.

"Can he hear us," asked Goku.

"I don't know," replied Trunks. He told Goku the story of the androids and of the heart sickness.

"What is this heart desease," asked Goku.

"You had a heart attack from high cholesterol. Goku you can't eat all the crap you eat and expect to walk away. Chicken, rice, cheese, chips, sushi, fried chicken, fried okra, fried cheese, fried chips, fish, fried fish, chocolate milk, soda, cookies, candy, Goku you don't have heathly eating habits at all."

"So you have medicine to help with this horrible desease, is that it," asked Goku, happy to meet a friend from the future.

"Um…no, just go on a diet, man, eat right. Don't eat such bad foods. Eat some damn vegetables once in a while."

"So eat right and exercise!"

"What? You don't exercise? How do you stay in such good shape?"

"I have a bowflex that does most of the work for me," he said, pulling a whole fried turkey out and eating it in one bite.

"GOKU! What did I just say? You are going to die from a heart attack if you keep eating like this you fool!"

"Sorry I will go to Jenny Craig for help. She has helped eat right and live healthy, better lives."

"Right, I will come back in 3 years time for Yamcha's soul."

"What?"

"I said I will be back in 3 years time to help with the androids."

"That's not what you said," said Goku.

"Yes it is."

"…..okay….See you then. Try to stay alive I have a feeling we could really use your help." Trunks nodded his head and flew away.

….

Next time:

Goku learns to eat right and the rest begin training to defeat the androids.