Alright, if this is still interesting to you, here is chapter four. ^^

She was there before him, completely at his disposal, smiling at him as his head bowed and he licked away the trail of chocolate syrup on her stomach.

The taste lingered on his tongue as his subconscious denied him the vision of where she was placing the strawberry she held in her hand.

Jarred awake, Vegeta licked his lips. More and more often these dreams occurred, each one more vivid and more licentious than the last.

He could chalk it up to her coming back home, and perhaps this scenario came about because of the meal she'd given him. He'd had the dreams every night, and there didn't seem any possible way for him stop them. Staying awake left him more tired. The dreams hit him harder then; not censoring anything, and leaving him with something else to wake up to.

Maybe he should test them…

No, Saiyans don't leave their mates.

The water was so soothing. The remaining bubbles filled in around her body.

There was something out of place though.

Quite suddenly, two tanned hands came around her, landing upon her stomach, which to her shock, was swelled.

She was pregnant!

"The brat is strong." His unmistakable voice was just above a whisper in her ear.

"Of course he is; you're his father."

"You're sure it's a boy?"

"Yes."

She felt the warmth of his lips making their way up from the nape of her neck to her jaw.

"What will you name him?"

"I have a pretty good name picked out." She could see in his eyes he was pleased. The smirk she'd earned, followed by his lips on hers, affirmed it.

Like the other dreams she'd had, a white haze set in, signaling the dream's end. This dream felt inviting. All she wanted now was to be in his arms, feeling his touch and the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. He was so gentle, so warm. Would it be the same in real life?

…real life…

That was impossible.

Saiyans don't leave their mates.

...

"Serena. Serena wake up!"

"What is it Goten?" Serena kept her head buried under her blanket, grateful that her brother couldn't see the smile her subconscious had forced onto her face. These dreams were doing unspeakable things to her body.

"Mr. Vegeta is here." He said in his usual over-excited voice.

"Oh really?" She rolled over. 'Probably here to spar with Dad.'

"And he wants to see you." Goten continued.

"He what?" Serena scrambled from the bed looking for some clothes that were comfortable and expendable if he wished to fight with her. She assumed that was the case. If she kept him too long, he was liable to drag her out of her bed.

Ten minutes later, she and Goten were in the front yard. The youngster ran ahead of her as she walked at a normal pace, pulling her hair into a ponytail.

"About time, brat." He said as she finally reached the spot where he was leaning against a tree.

"Mot soiske kyno lehnde." {You deserve to wait} She smiled, hoping to irritate him.

No more words were spoken as they both dropped into fighting stances.

It had been years since they'd fought. It wasn't like this. She was much weaker than him back then, but that was to be expected. She could now counter his every move and even surpass his speed, but she knew he wasn't showing her his full strength. She learned that he had become a Super Saiyan through her father recounting all the events she'd missed.

She was just as shocked as her father was when her little brother and Trunks had demonstrated their transformations for them. She knew how hard it was for him to achieve it, and at their age it was just incredible.

Why he wouldn't take it to the next level now she couldn't comprehend, but to be fair, she wasn't at her maximum either.

For but a moment she was lost in her thoughts, a great mistake he'd most assuredly use against her. She couldn't sense him. It was as if he'd disappeared. His ki was just gone. All of the sudden her arms were drawn back, immobilizing her.

"Your sensing abilities are growing dull." Vegeta criticized from behind her.

"I guess I'll have to work on that then." She said, chiding herself mentally. She desperately struggled against his grip, writhing against his body.

His breathing was becoming ragged, his body temperature was rising. She was so close to him, and the feeling was just as it was in his dreams—each and every one of them. It was driving all of his senses wild.

No, this was too close. She was too close.

None-too-gently, he let her go, descending.

"We're finished." He took a couple steps before flying away with no parting glance. The tone he'd used seemed angry. Not angry at her but more so at himself.

Serena stayed still, floating above the ground, in the same spot he'd captured her, staring at his fading form. Unbeknownst to him, he'd driven her equally as crazy. Breathing heavily and trembling, she attempted to sort out these feelings she'd never known before.

Slowly she descended, still trying to catch her breath. This was her teacher—her master—what had changed? Had dreams completely changed her view of him to something more? They were, after all, only dreams.

"What was that all about?" Goku asked, causing Serena to nearly jump out of her skin. She hadn't noticed him being there. In fact, she'd forgotten everything but Vegeta for a moment.

"I have no idea." She breathed.

Serena wasn't sure, but perhaps her mother had it out for her. She asked Serena to go once again to Capsule Corp. This time she was sending a few boxes full of things to Bulma. She decided not to ask what was inside; if she left soon she hoped she could get back even sooner. The ordeal with Vegeta still had her reeling, and the more distance she had the better she thought she'd be. She could have told her mom 'no', but that would bring about questions she may not have answers for.

Chi Chi loaded up her arms; fortunately there were only two boxes. They weren't heavy, but their size made it a bit difficult to get her arms around securely.

Alright, I'm off. I'll be back soon." She smiled at her mom before taking to the air. She heard her mother tell her to say 'hi' for her, making Serena muse over why her mom was sending her to do her errands.

"Oh thank you, Serena. These will come in handy." Bulma smiled taking a box and setting it on the counter, Serena did the same with the other. The blue-haired woman gave a small exhausted sigh, wiping a wisp of hair from her face. She didn't move to open either of the boxes leading Serena to believe she already knew what she'd see inside.

"Thank you for watching Trunks so much these days. He can be a handful sometimes." She gave Serena another smile. "I should repay you somehow. I feel like I've dumped him on you."

"No, no, it's no problem. I love having him around. He and Goten keep me entertained." Serena laughed.

"Even so, you deserve a reward." Bulma placed a digit on her chin, thinking. "I've got it! You can use the Gravity Room anytime you wish!"

Serena's eyes widened; about to speak, Bulma cut her off. "Don't worry about Vegeta. I fix that room; I get say over who uses it."

"Oh no, I couldn't." Serena said, finding her conviction wasn't entirely as strong as she would have liked.

"Nonsense." Serena thought she heard something along the lines of 'won't take no for an answer' from the older woman, but she couldn't focus on her words. She had just figured out what it was she'd felt when Bulma had taken the box from her and why she looked a bit paler than usual today.

Could that be why Vegeta was acting so…primal?

Bidding her farewell, Serena flew home in silent contemplation. She needed answers.

It had taken a lot of pep-talk for her to build up her courage to take up Bulma's offer, but she'd managed to make into the Gravity Room without meeting a soul. Bulma had gone out shopping with Chi Chi, and the boys were put in Goku and Gohan's care; Gohan finally getting time away from a female classmate Serena had yet to meet. Those were obstacles she could live with, and fortunately she hadn't run into Vegeta.

She set the gravity to some odd number over 100 after seeing how much she could withstand and still be comfortable. She couldn't find it in herself to even give herself a real challenge. She began stretching, still unfocused.

"Krocz vengh mot diem te enbach?"

She halted her movements, swallowing hard, before standing fully upright.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Besides, Bulma said I could use the Gravity Room. I don't need your consent." She replied, not trying to sound snippy, but the words could have been misinterpreted.

Mid-turn Serena found herself slammed forcedly backward into the wall. A gloved hand flew past her face, puncturing the many sheets of metal.

"Don't. ever. say. that. name." Bowing his head low, Vegeta nuzzled the soft spot of her neck, gently lapping his tongue over her skin.

Whether from fear or confusion, Serena teleported to the outskirts of the Black Forest. She could still feel him. She could feel his breath tickle her skin; her heart was racing.

"What are you doing to me, my Zen?" Her voice wavered above a whisper. A shaky hand clutched at her chest.

"Serena what are you doing out here?"

"Dad!" She gasped, spinning around. It seemed everyone was out to scare her these days.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down." Goku's genuine concerned face took over. "I didn't mean to scare you." He placed a hand on her shoulder and observed, "You're so out of breath. Are you alright?"

"I'll be fine. What are you doing out here?" She asked somewhat regaining her regular breathing pattern and hoping she could change the subject.

"I brought back a fish for dinner. I was on my way to get Trunks and Goten. They should still be at the river."

"I'll go get them." Serena offered.

"Are you sure?" His worried eyes were still on her. She'd hoped he'd have dropped them once she'd composed herself.

Serena nodded. The boys had a nice way of making her day brighter, and a swim was sounding rather inviting.

The boys were very excited when Serena showed up. She wouldn't get angry if they decided to have a splash war against her; she just fought back, laughing as much as they did. Amid the splashing, Trunks stepped on a rock perfectly pointed enough to hurt but not break the skin. A loud string of curses, all fortunately in Saiyago spewed from his mouth. Instinctively, Serena looked at her little brother, hoping he wouldn't—or hadn't—picked up any of these words. She was thankful for the confounded look on his face.

"Trunks! Mot oplanehz lodo bahne lo kel!" {You shouldn't use words like that!} Serena exclaimed; using a stern voice she felt sounded too much like her mother's. If Goten learned any of the words that came from the lavender-haired boy's lips, there would be severe consequences even if Chi Chi didn't know Saiyago.

"Goten, tell me you do not remember any bit of what you heard." The youth looked at her with wide eyes.

"I-I don't." Goten stuttered. Serena's eyes softened.

"Just don't repeat them. I'm not going to punish you. Mom would be another story. Please, please don't repeat them." She begged, and the boy nodded fervently. She smiled, ruffling his hair.

Serena turned to Trunks, blinking when she did not see him. A clear path was evident in the bushes on the banks, she wondered if he really thought she was angry with him. To be honest, she was only surprised at his choice of words, they'd shocked her. Trunks was definitely Vegeta's son.

"Hey Goten, can you find a green spotted lizard for me? Bring him back here and wait for me, okay?" She knew the boy wouldn't ask questions, a lizard was calling his name. He hadn't waited more than two seconds before running off to find his target.

Serena followed the broken branches and trails of water a little ways into the forest.

"Trunks? Are you alright?" She saw the boy right away, but he didn't look at her. "I'm not mad at you. I never wanted to hurt your feelings if that's what I did." She knelt down to his level, but he still had his back to her. She asked again if he was alright.

"I'm fine." Trunks tried to wipe the tears from his cheeks without her seeing. Had that succeeded, she still heard the slight stuffiness of this voice.

"No, you're not." Serena placed her hand on his shoulder, turning him to her.

"What did I do wrong? Why aren't my parents together anymore?" He asked with tears rising in his eyes, but this time he didn't seem to care. Serena was speechless, and he continued. "Oh, I know about her friend and the baby in her stomach. It's because of me. I'm not good enough, she wants a better son. I did something wrong."

His words were heart wrenching, and tears were spilling from her own eyes; she quickly wrapped him in a tight embrace, hoping he hadn't seen them.

"Mot dom laefrah kehni, sem hae zen."{You did nothing wrong, my little prince} She began rubbing his back, and he shuddered, letting his tears fall.

"Nothing of what's happening is your fault. It's between your parents. I know you probably don't want to hear this, but however they decide to fix their problems is how it will have to be. Never, and I mean never, let yourself think that they don't love you or you're not good enough. They do love you, and you must be strong, my little zen." Serena released him, brushing some hair that had matted to his forehead away from his eyes. She gave him a reassuring smile, which he didn't return.

"My dad is so angry." He stared at the ground.

"He's angrier than he is usually? Oh my, we're all doomed." She made an exaggerated scared face before laughing as Trunks smiled.

"I want him to be happy again."

"Me too, Trunks. Me too." She got a far off look. Only hours ago that man scared her senseless, and she was still worrying over him. Some things never change.

Breaking the silence, she said. "Come on, I left Goten alone with a lizard."

Trunks knew that was a bad idea. He quickly wiped his eyes and ran out to find his friend. Serena followed, finally thinking of the consequences she may have to endure now. She didn't see him or hear him—not good.

"Goten! Where are you?" Her voice rang out, growing panicked.

The water in the middle of the river started to tremble, and a giant fish emerged from the water. The little clone boy, clinging to the top fin, waved in Serena and Trunks's direction.

"Ha-ha! Look at me!" He yelled with joy.

"Goten get off of there right now!" She was indeed frightened now. She could fight aliens but not watch after a young boy. How would her mother punish her if she lost her son—and how would she kill her if that son turned up dead?

The enormous fish flipped wildly. Goten's grasp slipped, and the fish took this opportune moment to smack the boy with its tail, sending him toward some high rocks. Serena burst forward, catching him before his skull would have made contact.

"Goten! Are you okay?" She was shook up once again today, just as much as Goten was. He latched himself onto Serena so tight it seemed he'd never let go.

"It's alright. You're safe. Breathe Goten, breathe." Goten finally allowed his eyes to open after she'd set him on the ground. Serena checked him for blood and anything broken.

Satisfied, she hugged him and said. "I won't tell Mom about this either."

As always, I'm sorry for any mistakes, but I hope you enjoyed it.