A/N: I'm sure yalls were just waiting for that last chapter huh :3

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my own OC, concepts and ideas. Akira Toriyama owns everything else.

Bright . . . so bright . . .

Kat groaned and pulled the covers over her head as the sun's rays shined brightly through her window. She didn't want to get up but she knew she probably wouldn't be able to go back to sleep with the sun directly in her face. She groggily sat up and groaned from the soreness of her body. . . Arms, legs, thighs, chest, back . . . her whole body was sore.

She glanced at the now empty spot beside her where had Raditz slept.

"Oh that's right," she sighed as she lied back down . . .

It was quite early in the morning when Kat could feel herself being pulled from her peaceful slumber.

"No, I'm sleepy," she murmured against his shoulder as she wrapped her arms around his neck, not wanting to wake up.

"Katherine," he whispered in her ear and nudged her arm in an attempt to wake her up.

"No," she groaned, hooking her leg around his waist.

"Katherine," he tried, nudging her a bit harder.

"Shhh," she breathed as she lazily tried to cover his mouth.

He brushed aside her hands seeing as how she merely just placed them over his mouth without ever really putting the effort to actually keep him from speaking. "Katherine, I need to get up now," he said as he tried to sit up only to be met with resistance by his mate.

"No," she groaned, trying to push him back down but to no avail.

He poked her side and was quite surprised that when he did so, she jerked away from him and practically leapt off the bed, dragging the blanket with her. They stared at one another with expressions of surprise until a smirk played at Raditz's lips.

"You're ticklish."

"No I'm not," she replied quickly, gathering the blanket and throwing it back on the bed.

His smirk only got bigger at noticing the small blush on her cheeks. So she was ticklish . . . he would most certainly enjoy this newfound information.

"Whatever," she mumbled, the blush still evident as she slipped back under the covers. "Leave already."

"Oh I'll be on my way. But first," he crawled atop her and ran his hand down her abdomen through the blanket and down in between-

"Leave," she squirmed away from his hand and tucked her legs in close to her body.

He laughed and grasped her chin to plant a hard kiss on her lips, "Try not to miss me much."

"Fucking savage," she licked her lips as he departed. Now she could go back to sleep . . .

"Ugh what time is it?" she groaned as she got up and checked the time. It was half past noon. Damn, she really passed out. Dressing in her usual lazy, do-absolutely-nothing-today attire, she headed downstairs and wasn't really surprised to not find Bulma anywhere. She then made her way over to her friend's room to check if all was well.

She lightly knocked on the door and peered inside. The blinds were completely closed leaving the room quite dark. "Bulma," she whispered.

Groan.

"Are you hungover?"

Another groan.

"Oh ok, well you just sleep and make sure to make it to the toilet 'cause I won't be cleaning up after that if you miss," she whispered again, getting another groan in response from her friend. She gently closed the door and went off in search of something to eat.

The rest of the day seemed relatively . . . slow . . . especially considering Bulma was hungover and Kat was worn out. However by the following day, everything was back to normal. Kat had her way with the fact that Bulma did not remember her drunken spiel.

"You even sang Mambo No. 5 to me," Kat grinned.

"I what?!" Bulma's face dropped. "I.. I don't.. sing."

"No, you don't. But you did to me," Kat laughed.

"Kat!"

Yes, back to normal.

Many weeks later . . .

"So what exactly am I supposed to do with all of this?" Kat wondered aloud. She was sitting on an office chair in one of Bulma's labs while staring at the chest that contained all of the riches.

"What do you want to do with it?" Bulma questioned, she too looking over the contents of the chest.

"To be quite honest and blunt, I want money; I need money. But the thing is, I know I can't just show up to a pawn shop or whatever and say I'd like to sell this. I'm pretty sure that the fact that these items were stolen in the past is solid. It'd be very suspicious if these items began reappearing after so many years. And moreover, if the items were to begin reappearing after being traded or sold to, they would immediately go after the one who traded it in or sold it."

"And that would be you."

"Exactly. No offense, but I don't want to risk the possibility of people regaining their memories about me. Hell, I'm still a bit surprised as to how my parents remembered me. I thought that wish wiped everyone's memory of me."

"Hmm, what exactly was the wish . . ." Bulma thought aloud trying to recall the wish they had made to the dragon years ago, "Oh! The wish was that everyone's memory of you ever being a criminal be wiped."

"So, does that mean that if people knew me before all of that crazy stuff, they'd remember who I am now?"

"That's what I'm assuming. Your mother even said that after you ran away from the orphanage, her memory of you or any news of you is sketchy, even to the point of being blank."

"Hmm, so it's just blank? Everyone's?"

"Possibly. Those wishes are some powerful stuff."

"Oh absolutely," Kat nodded. "So does this mean that my old buds might still remember me?" Kat questioned.

"Well, from what we can infer, if they knew you before you began your life of crime then by our theory, yes."

"Ah, I see."

"Say Kat, if you don't mind me asking, but, for what exactly do you need money?"

"Well for one, I want to give back to some people I know, or rather knew. And secondly . . . well you see," Kat fidgeted slightly, contemplating whether or not to tell Bulma of her plans. "Well, I, um, I'm kinda planning on moving out."

~Silence~

"Um, Bulma?"

" . . . . . I'm sorry, it sounded as if you just said you're planning to move out," Bulma laughed slightly.

Kat rubbed the back of her neck, "Um, you didn't hear wrong."

"What? Kat! Why?"

"Well not right away." Soonish… eventually… in time.

"But why?" Bulma wailed.

"It's nothing bad against you, it's just that," she sighed, "You've done so much for me. So much. I.. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you." Looking down at her hands in her lap, "And no matter what I do, I know I'll never be able to repay all that you've done for me. I almost feel… guilty about it all-"

"Kat," Bulma spoke softly. Kat looked up and felt Bulma's hand over hers, "Please, don't feel such a way. Everything I've done, I've done because I wanted to. You have nothing to thank me for. You have nothing to repay me for. You are not, never have been, and never will be any burden on me. You're my best friend. And, the fact that you've been back in my life has made me beyond happy. I can't say I understand what you're feeling with everything going on. It can be overwhelming, I understand that. And I also understand your need to start being independent again. But please, just know that there is no rush. We all proceed at our own pace. And if you want to be independent here with me then that's okay too," Bulma smiled. Despite being who she was, Bulma was still her senior by seven years.

Kat smiled weakly, wrapping her friend in a loving embrace. "Thank you."

Bulma shook her head, "No thank you. I love having you here. And the fact that you've tolerate me these past months," she laughed, "I should be thanking you for having stayed this long."

"I'll stay for as long as I can tolerate you," Kat smiled brightly, leaning back into her chair.

"That's all I'm asking," Bulma shrugged with a grin. "But seriously," she placed an assuring hand on Kat's shoulder. "Take all the time you need. There is no rush and no burden on anyone."

Kat nodded, extremely grateful to have someone like Bulma in her life.

The afternoon soon came and Kat was out to have lunch with her mother. Ever since their reunion, she had been spending more and more time reconnecting with her parents. She had learned that things had changed for them. They no longer lived in the conditions that forced them to make some heart wrenching decisions. But despite it all, they were still in pain and hoped to one day see her again.

Now, they were no longer in pain. They were no longer suffering. Their daughter was safe and sound, and back in their lives. Every day was a gift. Every day was a blessing. But today was particularly special…

"Happy birthday Katherine," Maya beamed upon arrival, giving her daughter a hug.

"Thanks," Kat smiled, returning the embrace. "To be honest, I didn't think you would remember. Hell, I didn't even remember until you called a few days ago," she laughed slightly as she sat across her mother outside the café.

"I would never forget the day that the most important thing to me was born and now that you are here with me once again, this day has an all new, more special, meaning to me. The fact that you are here, alive and well, on your twenty-second birthday, what more thankful can I possibly be?"

Kat was speechless. She normally never looked forward to her birthday because it was always a constant reminder of her past. Why celebrate a day that commemorates the years that you have been alive, when you don't even know those who gave you life in the first place? She hated it. Whenever her birthday came around, it was always a constant reminder of just who she was; an orphan out in the streets living the life of a criminal. It was also around this time in which she would feel bitterness, anger, frustration . . .

Back then, her birthday was a constant reminder that she was . . . alone.

But now, things were different.

"I'm very thankful too," she smiled as her mother gave her hand a gentle squeeze.

They soon ordered their meals and chatted away while they waited for their food.

Kat had no shame in how much she ordered. She was hungry and she loved to eat.

"That was delicious," Kat sighed contently.

"It sure was," Maya nodded. "Today sure is such a beautiful day," she commented, glancing up at the partly cloudy sky. "Such a beautiful day to not do nothing."

"I agree, we should-" Kat was cut off by the sound of her cell phone ringing. Looking down at the contact.. Bulma? Was it an emergency? "I'm sorry, it's Bulma. I'm not sure what she might need, I'll be back in a sec," she said as she took a few paces away from the table.

Answering the call-

"You!"

"Wut."

"Why didn't you tell me today was your birthday?"

"I barely remembered it like a couple of days ago to be honest."

"Kat!"

"I'm sorry," she laughed. "But no seriously, I don't really make a big deal about it which is why I figured it would be no point in me telling you."

"But still," Bulma huffed. "I know you're with your mom so we should all do something today. It's a beautiful day!"

"My mom and I were just talking about the same thing," Kat chuckled.

"I know! Let's all go to the zoo!"

"The zoo?"

"The sanctuary! I heard some pygmy dinos were born recently and I've been dying to see!"

"That sounds like an idea," Kat smiled at the excitement in Bulma's voice as they settled on a meeting time and made it official.

Kat relayed the idea to her mother and was happy when she too found the idea lovely. This would be fun. Bulma practically owned the zoo due to the amount of money she gave. She funded a lot of the efforts to the preservation of the endangered animals there. Some of which might have already gone extinct had they been in the wild. The pygmy dinos were a prime example. Oooh, perhaps they'd be allowed to see them up close! Ah, Kat was beginning to get excited at the idea.

It wasn't long before they set off towards West City Zoo. They met up with Bulma at the entrance then headed in. It'd been a while since Kat had last visited the zoo. She had nearly forgotten just how big it actually was. The place was HUGE. They had the entire day ahead of them and probably wouldn't be able to explore the entirety of the zoo.

And so their day progressed, exhibit after exhibit, show after show, until they finally reached the last exhibit of the day, the marine exhibit.

Kat was ordering some munchies at a concessions stand when Bulma called her over.

"More food? Dang Kat, that's like your sixth corndog and third refill on that popcorn tub," Bulma joked.

"Hey hey hey, all this walking wears a person down. Anyways, what were you calling me about?"

"Look over there! It's the dolphin tank! I love dolphins, c'mon let's go!"

"Alright alright," Kat waved her off.

As they approached the tank, they could see the dolphins playing amongst themselves. Kat approached the viewing glass as Bulma and Maya read over a sign next to the tank. The dolphins were pretty cute as they really seemed to be having fun . . . that is, until half of them stopped and slowly swam towards Kat from their end. Whoa.

They were looking at her . . . and it was bugging the crap out of her. Damn dolphins probably just wanted her food. Psh, weirdos. She then heard something that REALLY caught her attention.

"Mommy look at the dolphins," she heard a little kid say. "Why are so many dolphins next to that lady?"

"Yes sweetie, look at the dolphins. Those dolphins next to the lady are most likely females and that lady must be pregnant. Dolphins can use their echolocation to see the baby like an ultrasound."

"Whoa that is so cool mommy!"

PREGNANT?

Kat took a step back then quickly rejoined her mother and Bulma.

"Did you see the dolphins?" Maya asked.

"Uh yeah, they're pretty cute," she said, feeling her heart begin to race for some reason. "So uh, what are you guys looking at?"

It looked like a poster. Bulma replied that it was advertising the dolphin show that would begin within the next twenty minutes. They decided it would be best if they began to head towards the theater so they could get themselves some nice spots. As luck might have it, they were able to get front row. As the people were beginning to fill the theater up, the dolphins were freely swimming around the tank in the interim that the show started. Kat didn't know why but she was beginning to feel rather anxious. It wasn't until the dolphins stopped across from her, did her anxiety increase.

Damn dolphins. She slid one seat over, and they followed. She scooted back, and they followed her again. It wasn't long before one of the trainers, a rather cute one, jumped into the water to try and regain the attention of the dolphins.

"I think your dolphins want my food," she commented to the guy as he leaned over on the tank with a nice smile.

"Miss, if I may ask, you wouldn't happen to be pregnant?"

There was that word again!

"What? Me? Pregnant? No. Only pregnant people are pregnant."

The man chuckled, "Well according to these dolphins here, you've got a little bundle of joy developing in your tummy. Congratulations," he flashed Kat a smile before swimming back with the dolphins.

"Kat?" Both Maya and Bulma began, "You're pregnant?"

HO-LY SHI-T.

"I- I . . ." Kat was completely speechless. She herself couldn't get her mind around what she was just told. "I, uh, let's talk about this somewhere else," she suggested. It appeared as if the show was about to begin and it didn't seems as though Bulma was willing to wait. They made her way out of the theater and sat down at a nearby table. Kat on one end, her mother and Bulma on the other.

"Kat."

"I-I don't know," she replied. "This is news to me too!"

"I didn't know you were in a relationship," Maya beamed.

Kat laughed nervously, "I'd been meaning to tell you." Lie. She never intended to tell anything because there was no relationship to be told about.

Meanwhile, Bulma was still trying to process and put everything together in her head.

"Well either way, I think I'll take a test just to be one hundred percent sure," Kat rubbed the back of her neck and glanced up at the sky.

The sky was beginning to change colors. They'd reached the end of the day. They might have missed the dolphin show but they certainly made the most of the day.

As Kat was driving her mother back home, she asked if she would not mention a thing to her father, seeing as how she wanted to be one hundred percent sure. Kat wanted to be able to tell her father herself with solid verification to back it up. Maya said she understood and would not mention a word. When they arrived, Kat decided to stay for about a half an hour since she hadn't seen her father all day and how Seto wanted to say happy birthday to his birthday girl.

Once Kat left, she practically sped towards the nearest pharmacy then back towards Capsule Corp.

She made a beeline to her room. Time had never been slower in those minutes she waited. When it was finally time..

"Fucking shit," Kat mutterd. Plopping down on her bed, she ran her hands over her face and tried to process what was going on.

"Kat! KAT!" she heard banging on the door. "You slept with Raditz!"

Bulma was fast in piecing everything together.

"Let the entire building know!"

"And you didn't tell me!" And then there was that. "I thought we were friends!" she came in huffing.

"Excuse me, for forgetting to tell you about every guy I sleep with!"

She took a seat on the edge of the bed, "I just.. I mean.. it's Raditz!"

"I know!" Kat whined loudly, draping her arm over her eyes.

"So did you, um," Bulma began slowly.

Kat nodded and pointed to her bathroom with her other arm.

"I see," she murmured. Looking back at her friend, she sighed. "Kat, YOU SLEPT WITH RADITZ!" Bulma shook her.

"Oh my shit Bulma!"