I haven't forgotten you all. Really I haven't. I've just been busying writing my BV fic. – If you haven't check it out go for it.

"Miki do you think it worked" Trunks asked as he sat on the floor of the gravity room. His eyes down cast looking at the tiles, fearful that they had failed. He wouldn't know for sure until they landed on Earth in a couple days.

Miki laid her head on Trunks's shoulder. "I know it did." She said with a smile. "I've never seeing Dragon Balls work before, but I'm sure they worked. Your mother wouldn't let us go all this way if she knew we'd fail." Miki stood adjusting her red shorts and black t-shirt. "You hungry?"

Trunks raised his eyes up to the woman with a goofy grin, "do you even have to ask?" Trunks laughed. His life was about to change. He was about to meet his 'real' father. "Yo Denda you ok?" Trunks called passing a closed door. There was no reply. "Maybe he's sleeping?" He shrugged while looking at Miki.

Miki had prepared a meal fit for a King. Miki and Trunks dug in; of course Trunks's plate was 20 times bigger than Miki's, which always made her laugh. As they ate Denda emerged from his chamber.

"Hey Denda did you sleep well?" Miki smiled standing to ready a nice glass of water for the Namek.

"I wasn't sleeping." Denda looked to the ground. "I was…I was mediating. You see I'm a bit nervous. Trunks I know he's your father but, I have few good memories of him. I'm not overly excited to see him again."

Trunks's face became dark not out of hate but out of guilt. He knew his father wasn't the best of people but he had changed, it was evident in the fact that Bulma loved him. She could never love a monster. "Denda, I know it's going to be hard. But I assure you he poses no threat. He's changed, I'm sure of it. Besides I'm way stronger than he is." This was a fact that most everyone assumed at least. With his words Denda nodded and sat in the spare chair to Trunks's left. Miki smiled as she slid a tall ornate glass of fresh water to the young green man.

Bulma woke to find her dream a reality. Vegeta laying there sleeping beside her, peacefully. The past few days had been filled with much needed and much over due affection. She yawned as she began dressing. The Prince still sound asleep, he was sleeping on his stomach the blanket loosely resting on his butt and legs. Bulma just looked at his physic. Smiling she skipped down the stairs to the kitchen. As she readied their meal she was disrupted by a knock on the door.

As the door opened a very familiar face appeared, at first she thought it was Goku, but no, the scar over his left eye gave it away. "GOHAN!" Bulma screamed jumping into the young man's arms. He looked much the same as he had when he died, just with both arms now. "Oh my god Gohan! You are back!" Bulma kissed his cheek tears welling up in her eyes. "Who else got brought back?" Bulma questioned as she coxed the young man into her house.

"Hi Bulma." Gohan said with a blush filled smile. Sitting down he made himself at home. This was his home for a long time, Bulma, Trunks and he once lived there, Bulma and her son were the only things he had left. "Well, I'm not totally sure, how but I am back." He nodded as a plate of food was laid out before him. "Piccolo was brought back too. We have the Dragon Balls again." He said with a weak smile. "I can feel Vegeta too." He looked up at the blue haired woman's face that held a large smile.

"I know." She turned her back on the young man as her face blushed.

"Of course I'm back boy." Vegeta barked from the door way. "Where is the green man?"

"He's off surveying the Earth. He's trying to locate the Dragon Balls." He eyeballed the Prince as he sat across from him,a plate just a full laid out before him.

"So…what happened?" Gohan asked fearful of the answer. "What happened to Trunks? Is he alive?"

Bulma smiled and kissed the young man's forehead. "Yes he's a live and doing quite well." She sat in the chair between the two Saiyans, it felt right to her. Her lover Vegeta to her right and a Goku-esk Gohan to her left, she was safe. "He's the one who brought you back. He traveled with Miki to new Namek, and I guess they were willing to let him use the Dragon Balls, because well you are here." She smiled.

Bulma then began telling the two Saiyan's what had happened all those years ago. Vegeta had already heard most of the story, at least the parts pertaining to his son. They both listened in silence taking in all the news. "Actually come to think if, they should be arriving home today if all went as planned." Bulma stood with a smile as she put her hand on Gohan's shoulder. "I've missed you." Her eyes quickly went to Vegeta as she walked behind him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "I missed you too. But you already know that." She said with a giggle kissing his cheek.

The sun had begun to set as Bulma paced back and forth in the garden. The two Saiyans who were born and raised to fight sparred in the corner to kill time and some tension. "Where are you two? Please hurry up." Bulma called out to the sky.

"Don't worry Bulma; I'm sure they are fine." Gohan said in between punches.

"Woman prepare us a meal. Put your energy to a better use." Vegeta barked dodging and evading Gohan.

Bulma looked over at the two men, here they both were saying pretty much the same thing, just in two very different ways. She giggled to herself. Things were turning out great.

Nearly an hour later after the Saiyans had had their fill, Gohan sprang from his chair. "Trunks is home!" He yelled as he dashed outside. Vegeta in hot pursuit with Bulma wrapped in his arm. Within moments a ship came crashing down into the Earth, everyone held their breath.

"You ready Trunks?" Miki asked as she kissed his shoulder. "Your dads out there, Gohan too." Miki smiled as the door opened up. Miki and Denda stayed back as Trunks departed the ship. This was his reunion, not theirs. They could see Bulma and Gohan in the front excitement in their eyes; Vegeta was a couple feet back, standing with his side to them, eyes down cast but looking at the ship.

Trunks jumped from the path in front of his mother. "Mom!" He hugged her with all his might

"Thank you" She whispered hugging her son, as if to never let him go. She released her arms tears in her eyes.

"We'll if it isn't Little Trunks all grown up." Gohan laughed the two men hugging. "You've grown just a bit since the last time I saw you little bro. Looking good. I could still kick your ass though." Gohan laughed giving Trunks a punch in the arm.

"We'll see about that Gohan!" Trunks laughed back. His best friend, his master, his brother had returned. Gohan tilted his head indicating Vegeta. He could see the fright in the purple haired mans eyes.

Bulma and Gohan moved out of the way interested in their reunion. Trunks hadn't seen his 'real' father since he was a baby, and he had to keep telling himself this man and the man in the past were not the same person.

"Father." Trunks stated.

Vegeta's eyes lifted from the ground to meet his sons, a scowl deep on his face. "Let me see it. I hear you are the youngest to ever achieve Super Saiyan." Trunks only nodded powering up. Vegeta's eyes never left him. He was nervous but knew this was his father's way. Power.

"But of course, you are my son and you do have the blood of the nobles in you." Nodding Vegeta too power up and within seconds the two were in the air fighting. This wasn't the same spar Gohan and he had done earlier. This was true fighting. Deep down Trunks relished this, not only was he able to let loose and use his power once again but it was with his father. Gohan and Bulma just watched the air, un-fazed by the sight. Miki however began to freak out, rushing down from the ship.

"What is going on? Bulma make them stop! Why are they fighting?!" Miki was new to the way of the Z fighters, she may have known Trunks in his private time but now this way, and this was warrior time.

Bulma laughed. "Don't worry Dear; this is a good thing I promise you. You see, they are fighters, very proud fighters that is. Vegeta would have issue with a 'soft' son. Meaning he knows Trunks can fight and he wants to see what he is capable of." Before she could finish Gohan butted in.

"It's kind of a Saiyan thing." He laughed, if only he could spare with his father again like this. "I'm Gohan by the way. You must be Miki. Bulma wouldn't shut up about you." He nudged her shoulder laughing. A smile grew on Miki's face. She could tell she'd really like Gohan.

"Denda come on down!" Miki yelled waving the young Namek to the ground. Upon hearing the name Gohan jumped around, it was true; his long time friend was standing there.

"Denda!" Gohan smiled "Man it's been so long. How have you been?" The two young men began catching up as Bulma and Miki just watched their men fighting.

Trunks managed to get a punch in, hitting Vegeta in the left cheek. This infuriated Vegeta as he let out a kick that took Trunks off guard knocking him to the ground.

Vegeta landed inches from the boy. "Never let your guard down, no matter how strong you think you are. You can always lose son." The two women watched not sure what was to happen next. Vegeta powered down and just looked at his son as he wiped blood from his mouth. Trunks too powered down, he stood brushing himself off.

"Father, I want you to meet someone." Trunks said with a smile.

Miki stood eyeing the spiky hair man, he was defiantly intimidating, and she could see where Trunks got his devilish eyes from. The two of them just stood for a moment, Miki nervous and Vegeta unsure of how to act. He use to act cold and superior to everyone he met, but he knew he'd never get away with it here, not with the two of them watching. Smiling Miki threw her arms around Vegeta's neck and hugged him. Vegeta just stood there stiff. Miki pulled away kissing him on the cheek as she did. "Hi! I'm Miki." She said with a jubilant smile. Bulma and Trunks burst out into laughter at Vegeta's face. He was trying so hard to look cold but here was a young woman without fear of him, showing him great kindness as Bulma once did. His face held a bit of fear, nervousness, anger, and confusion.

"Well Vegeta don't be rude, say hello." Bulma nudged him with her hip. Vegeta just grumbled.

Well? I figured this was a nice way to get them to all meet. I have a few more great things for this story so keep checking back.