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Theme: Antisocial

The sounds of laughter and various voices carried, echoing throughout the Son house. Everyone in attendance seemed intoxicated in their own bliss, (all except Master Roshi and Oolong who were both just plain intoxicated) not only were they welcoming the New Year's together but this day marked the third year of peace on Earth.

Throughout the night Usagi kept finding herself popping in and out of various conversations not feeling all that comfortable with everyone just yet, but trying to fake it none the less. While the nineteen year old had been introduced to all the Z-fighters and their families she had only been close to Chichi, Bulma and in a sense Vegeta.

Unfortunately for the young girl Chichi and Bulma were currently stuck in the kitchen, putting together a different assortment of dishes and snacks by the bulk, which the guests- but mostly the Sayjin Hoover known as Goku was wolfing down. Considering that Usagi still didn't know how to even boil water properly she had been thoroughly kicked out of the kitchen five minutes after volunteering her services.

"Have fun," Bulma had stated as she pushed her into the living room. "Everyone is really friendly; my only advice is to stay away from the pig and the old man over there in the corner."

Usagi had nodded but as soon as the blunette had taken her leave of the young girl the old man, known as Master Roshi, that she had been so carefully warned about had taken her by the hand and dragged her towards their little corner. Placing his hand on her swollen and extended belly a smile spread across his face, "Vegeta sure didn't waste anytime, did he?" He laughed, "Do you have milk coming out yet?" Making a move to investigate for himself she couldn't help but let out a tiny yelp that alerted the rest of the cast to her distress.

Quickly, Master Roshi had been dragged away from the pregnant nineteen year old by both Yamcha and Krillen who'd both apologized profusely for his behavior. "Idiot, do you want to be killed, that Vegeta's girlfriend?!?" Krillen had stated while slapping the older man on the back of the head.

'Am not,' Usagi mentally corrected almost sadly. 'Vegeta, where are you?' She couldn't help but wonder as she made her way around the room, pausing only to make small talk with anyone who seemed interested in talking to her. It had only taken the Sayjin Prince two minutes after they had landed at the Son's residence for him to disappear. Considering that no one had said anything about the matter she'd simply assumed that it was his normal behavior.

But, that didn't mean that she didn't miss or feel lonely without him.

Excusing herself from the conversation she was currently only semi participating in with Tein, Usagi made her way to the buffet table. Taking a hold of a disposable paper plate she began to load it up with Goku's leftovers. It wasn't much but Usagi was just grateful that she had at least gotten a hold of some sushi rolls, which she knew was Vegeta's favorite.

Stepping outside she paused after closing the door behind herself and while closing her eyes she searched for his ki as Chichi had taught her to do. Feeling a pin prick of ki to her left she began following it like an imaginary trail till she reached its owner.

Usagi had found him sitting under a tree with his arms crossed, seemingly staring a hole into a tree a couple feet away from him. "What did that tree ever do to you?" Usagi jokingly asked gaining his attention but only received a grunt in response. While sighing Usagi neared him, "I think I get it now, you just don't know how to do this sort of thing."

"And what would be this thing you're referring to, stupid woman?" Vegeta distastefully asked.

"Being sociable," Usagi stated simply ignoring his curt hmpt. "But lucky for you I'm a social butterfly Mr. Antisocial." Without bothering to ask for his permission Usagi stepped in-between his legs before sitting down. Placing the plate of food on her lap she turned slightly and uncrossed Vegeta's arms, extending them and recrossing them around her own form. Leaning back Usagi let out another sigh, "This is a good first step."

Again Usagi had only received a grunt in response but felt his arm tighten around her chest as his other hand dipped down, resting on her swollen belly. Never had the Sayjin Prince ever once told her how he felt or saw her as, (even after he'd gotten her pregnant). Was she his lover, his toy or simply nobody to the Sayjin Prince? Usagi didn't know nor would she ask, but one thing she was certain of was that even though he didn't express his feelings there was nothing stopping her.

Taking a hold of a sushi roll in between her fingers she held it over her shoulder and allowed the Sayjin Prince to eat it out of her hand. "Happy New Year Vegeta," She sang happily as she continued to feed the Sayjin Prince.

"Hmpt, foolish woman." He stated while chewing on his food.

"I love you too," Usagi giggled content to spend the rest of her days in his embrace.

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