Hello everyone. Are we ready?! Haha I'm trying out a new layout of sorts for my writing. Hope you like. It's really not that much different just a few pretty bars to break up time frames. Please keep commenting and such.

Leicu~

Miki spent the rest of the day hiding from Trunks. Commenting on how he needed to train and she desperately wanted a long hot bath, alone. How could this be? No it wasn't possible. She loved Trunks there was not denying in that but, this no. She wasn't ready. He wasn't ready. They had far too many things to worry about that a child would only get in the way.

Maybe if their new lives were threatened, maybe then when they needed a piece of one another, but right now they were just beginning. They were on the way to change the past and the future. A child would only get in the way. "Welcome home Vegeta! You're a grandfather!" No that wouldn't work. She couldn't do that to Bulma. What would Turnks think? He'd hate her. That's for sure. What about Bulma? She's too young to be a grandmother.

As her thoughts drifted to the pros and cons, the cons kept winning. Yet, she had no real choice in the matter now, what was done was done. "I suppose I could get an abortion…" her mind drifted off to that idea, "oh no, I can't do that. Trunks did so much to save life, that me removing this one's chance the one we created wouldn't sit too well.

There was no good outcome. Bulma had even warned her about the fact human birth control doesn't work for Saiyans. She and Trunks knew far too well what they were doing, and what could transpire. And thus it had. No going back no changing it. They would have to face the music. But how to tell Trunks? Maybe she should wait until after they wished everyone back, no he'd hate that. Putting her through all of this travel and never knowing.

She looked at the clock, it was dinner time. Trunks would be coming in to eat soon. She had to tell him, she had to get up the nerve and do what was right. She cleaned herself up and wiped the tears from her face, again.

Miki opened the fridge and readied a meal for Trunks, she had lost all her appetite, plus she felt she'd throw up again if she ate. As she sat the last dish on the table Trunks entered.

"Smells great babe!" He said with a smile, he was shirtless and sweaty.

Miki gave a weak smile, "I'm glad." Her eyes darted to the food and locked on it. "Please eat as much as you want. I'm not hungry."

"You ok? You look pale." Trunks questioned with a hit of fear in his eyes.

"No…I'm ok, I'm just nervous. That's all" Miki kept her eyes locked on the table as the food slowly disappeared.

"Nerves, you don't need to be nervous, we'll make it to Namek and wish everyone back, no worries. Plus I'm here what harm could happen?" He questioned with a joking smile. He was right though nothing would hurt her, he was the most powerful thing in the universe, and he was hers.

"The damage is done ok!" She screamed tears rolling down her face. She couldn't hold it in; Trunks had a way of making her spill the beans even when he'd done nothing. She didn't fear him she craved his 'ok'.

"What? Miki what's going on!?" Trunks stood from the table fist in the air. What had happened while he was training that would cause Miki to cry this way? "Tell me!"

"Trunks…I'm..Trunks I'm…" Miki couldn't breathe from all the tears. Trunks's eyes lightened and tears welled up in his, what was so bad? What had he done? "I'm pregnant!" Miki screamed as more tears feel out of her eyes.

Trunks stood there shocked he looked her up and down. When did this happen? How? "Stand up, let me see you." Trunks begged the brown hair girl.

"I'm not showing yet!" she stood any ways tears still falling, looking deep into Trunks's blank face.

He rested a hand on her belly, and closed his eyes. "There's nothing there, Miki." Trunks opened his eyes and smiled at her, wrapping his arms around her small frame.

"What do you mean? You can feel its Kai?" Miki questioned feeling the warmth of his arms.

"Well, if there was one there to feel I would." He kissed her on the forehead. "Besides would it have been that bad? I love you and I won't ever leave."

"WHAT!" Miki screamed. "Are you sure?! Really? Really I'm not?" Miki began to shake.

"Really. So relax and breathe my dear. We'll just be more careful. Once again though would it be such a bad thing?"

His words were golden on her ears. Not only was she not preggo, he wouldn't care if she was. "It would be bad…because…we are just starting our new lives, with your family and the others." She blushed a bit a little embarrassed.

"And any child is welcomed." He kissed her tear stained face. "Though, you are right I'd rather wait just a bit longer. Just a bit though." He smiled his pure sweet smile. Miki nodded. "I think I'm done training for the day, why don't we rest a bit and enjoy a movie or something?"

They had brought a large collection of new movies and shows not knowing how long their trip would be.

The day had arrived. The new Namek was in their sights. This was it, the final leg of the trip. As they closed in to the planet, it was green where Earth was blue it was green on even more green. Which made since seeing how the Nameks were green themselves. It was a beautiful planet wispy clouds floating through the atmosphere and a few moons doting the space around it.

They strapped into their seat and held their breath as the ship lowered into the atmosphere. It felt as though their brain was going to go through their feet. Miki closed her eyes and clinched up as Trunks just watched the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, her.

"The ship is safely on the ground. Atmosphere: Oxygen based, suitable for breathing." The ships computer commented. It would have told them more about the makeup of the planet if either of them cared to hear, but they didn't. They were not scientist like Bulma, but they did set the ship up to do some test of the land and take soil samples.

"Alright. Let's do this. You ready Miki?" Trunks turned to find Miki already disengaging the door she was more than ready to be off that stinky ship and on fresh gas and in fresh air. Trunks laughed to himself.

Neither of them was in any real protective clothing. Miki work a blue performance vest and cargo pants with hiking boots, Trunks, in his typical jeans and tank top. They disembarked the ship to find the land very similar to Earth. It smelled the same, it felt the same.

"I hope we don't run into any trouble here. Your mother told me all about her trip to Namek and I'd rather that not happen…again." Miki cringed and took Trunks's arm for only a moment until her curiosity got the better of her and she ran off to look at all the trees and wildlife.

"Miki, I can feel a group of people just over that ridge." Trunks grabbed Miki by the waist and lifted off into the air. It was far faster and economical for him to carry the girl. In moments they were in the air high above the trees and in the distance they could see a small village, maybe 15 buildings and a few people around. "I wonder if they remember the Earth and the events that brought them there." Trunks thought out loud.

"I'm sure they do, no one could forget. Especially not the Namek's." Miki smiled and kissed her Prince on the cheek. She always loved being in his arms especially when it came to flying. Something she so longed to do. Yet it was a tossup, learn to fly and do it alone or don't learn and force the cute boy to carry her.

As they closed in on the village the Namek's began to talk loudly calling their brothers to see the sight. Miki and Trunks landed just a few feet from the village; feeling is was rude to just drop in. A group of younger Namek's formed a line, fist in the air. Growling lowly. The eldest Namek of the village appeared and the group parted.

"Hello there travelers. My name is Dado. What have you come to Namek for?" His voice was raspy and he was aged he must have been old when Bulma met him.

Miki and Trunks looked at one another, and Miki spoke up. "Hello sir, we do not mean to intrude, but his is Trunks" Miki pointed to the purple hair man to her left. "And I am Miki. We are from the Planet Earth. We are friends with Bulma and Gohan." Those names ran through the village, name that hadn't been spoken for years, but everyone knew those names. "And we've come to ask for the use of your Dragon Balls."

As the village conversed back and forth a younger Namek called out from the back of the group. "Did you say Gohan!?" Running to reach the visitors he begged again about the one named Gohan.

Trunks looked to the ground, "it's a long story, but Gohan is dead and has been for many years now."

Well what do you think? Once again taking a quick survey. Vegeta virgin or not? So far I have 1 to 1 let's see those numbers change.