"You're coming apart on me Majin Buu, is this how you want it to end, huh? So much for the tough warrior," called out the double voice of the Potara fused Super Saiyan Vegetto.

The pink demonic menace, wearing the gi of his, of Kakarot's absorbed son, was being held in Vegetto's hands by his head tentacle far up in the air. It was battered a bruised, missing the lower half of its body. It held a moment of fear and shock on its face before its eyebrows narrowed, it raised a hand towards Vegetto's face, charged a ki blast, and released it. However, when the smoke cleared, Vegetto was still there, not looking amused.

Vegetto dropped the Majin. "Break a leg Buu."

Before the creature could fall to far, Vegetto released a ki blast at it that blew a hole through its chest. Buu survived, angry and furious, and tried to heal itself.

"There, good as new," said Buu, breathing heavily.

Vegetto crossed his arms. "Okay, if you say so."

"Say what?" exclaimed Buu, looking down to still see a hole in its chest, "Darn you!"

"Fighting on an empty stomach?" mocked Vegetto, "Guess you don't need to worry about those painful punches to..."

Vegetto stopped mid-sentence, detecting a ki signature heading towards him and Buu. He frowned, tilting a head in its direction. The presence wasn't someone he knew, and gave off a foul taint. Though, it tickled a memory. Using the impressive memory he inherited from Vegeta, he searched through his mind in an instant before finding what he was looking for. The presence somewhat felt a little like Dabura. Curious, maybe another one of Babadi's minions? Strange this one was just showing up now.

He cracked a smile as a demon lady in a rather revealing black and red dress came into view and floated a ways away from them, staring back and forth between Buu and Vegetto. "You know Buu, you ought to fix that hole, it's unseemly to show such things to a lady."

Buu glared daggers at him. "I'll kill you!"

The woman looked sharply at Majin Buu. "Buu? As in Majin Buu?"

The Majin healed itself and then glared at her, growing annoyed. "What of it? I'm a little busy here! I'll kill or eat you AFTER I'm done with this damn Saiyan!"

The woman glared at him. "So you're Babadi's little pet project. Where is your master? I want to strangle the life out of him!"

Vegetto cracked a smile at that. "Well, Buu killed him. He's not really a trustworthy character, tried to turn me into a jawbreaker with his magic because he was to weak to fight me head on. Not that it did him much better."

The woman seemed amused at that, and Buu very displeased.

The woman frowned. "Hmph, serves the impudent wizard right, enslaving my brother with his magic. Alright then Majin Buu, where is my brother? Where is Dabura?"

Vegetto's smile only grew. Evil demoness against evil pink bubblegum monster? Oh this was going to be good. Maybe he could somehow use this to make Majin Buu angry enough to try absorbing him. It was the only way he could get his friends and family back.

Buu smirked at her and patted his own stomach. "I turned him into a cookie and gobbled him up."

The woman stared at him in disbelief. "You... what?!"

Buu licked his lips. "Would you like to join him?"

Vegetto gave a start as the woman's ki exploded, an aura of red and black energy surrounding her. She rushed forward and slammed a leg into Buu, sending him rocketing back and down into the ground. Okay, this lady wasn't half bad. She was a bit stronger than Dabura had been. Though, the only reason she could landed that hit was because the Majin was surprised, and had lost a great deal of energy to the beatings Vegetto had given it.

"You pink piece of bubblegum trash!" the woman screamed towards Buu.

Vegetto floated down to levitate next to her, he could use her rage to his advantage. "So, wana do me a favor? If you do I'll let you finish him off."

She scowled at him. "What do you want?"

"To piss him off enough to try and absorb me. He absorbed my friends and family. I need to get them out," explained Vegetto.

She stared at him blankly. "Are... you an IDIOT?!"

"Shhh, keep it down," warned Vegetto, "I have a barrier technique that I think will work."

"You THINK?!" she hissed.

Vegetto hesitated at that, to be truthful, he wasn't exactly sure.

"I can feel your power, if he absorbed you, your fuses would easily empower him to new heights. You would doom the entire universe, and my own demon realm as well most likely," seethed the demon, "Are you really willing to risk that? Do you even have enough time?"

Vegetto scowled. "It's a necessary risk, I don't have any other options. And what do you mean, time?"

Buu had recovered and started flying up towards them.

The woman glanced at his earrings. "I recognize those, Potara earrings, from those damn insufferable Kais. If you've put Buu into that kind of beaten down condition, you must have been fighting for some time. How much time do you have until the fusion wears off?"

Vegetto froze. "W-wears off? WHAT?!"

Buu echoed this as well. "WHAT?!"

She glanced back and forth between them before turning to Vegetto. "You didn't know? It lasts for only an hour when a Kaioshin is not a part of the fusion."

Vegetto's heart nearly stopped. ONE HOUR? That was almost up! Even if he got absorbed to get his friends out, he's split inside before he could find them and be a sitting duck. What's more though, WHY HADN'T THE ELDER KAI TOLD KAKAROT ABOUT THE TIME LIMIT? The agony of the choice Vegeta and Kakarot had gone through lingered in his mind. They had been willing to sacrifice themselves to make HIM. He didn't like thinking that sacrifice had been made under false pretenses.

"HAHAHHAHAHA!" roared Majin Buu, "I WIN loser! You have less than a minute if I'm counting right."

Vegetto trembled with frustration. "Damn it, if I defuse, Vegeta and Kakarot wont stand a chance of getting their friends and family back. They'll die..."

"And me too," grumbled the demoness.

She studied him briefly. "I might be able to alter its limits with my magic."

Vegetto gave a start. "Really?"

"NO YOU WONT!" roared Buu, rushing towards them.

Vegetto narrowed his eyes, he would not risk this. "No more games Buu."

He burst forward and punted Buu across the sky with a kick.

He turned to the demoness. "Do it! Now! I don't have more than half a minute."

She hesitated. "If I do this, you might never be able to actually separate."

Vegetto ground his teeth. "Vegeta and Kakarot made that choice willingly to never separate when they merged to form me. Do it NOW!"

The demoness aimed a hand towards him. Black and red energy surged through the air and coated his body. He winced, feeling it seep into him. There was a brief moment of spiritual pain before he felt... strangely whole, as if every part of him was now on one unified front.

"Hmm," he said before pausing, "The... the double voice! It's gone!"

The demoness nodded. "It's a crude method, but, I infused you with a bit of my magic and seared the soul inside of you shut."

Vegetto raised an eyebrow. "Seared?"

The woman nodded. "To be honest, its a method of torture we demons use on certain captives, sometimes we throw a soul disease inside of them and sear their souls shut. Its a fascinating method of torture. I did that to you, minus the disease part. Your soul can never be split, not by my power, not by the power of the gods, and not by any other kind of magic. You are now and forever your own creature."

Vegetto nodded back. "Okay, well, I guess that works. Not sure I like the fact that I... technically had my soul tortured?"

The woman scowled. "Oh please, I did the least painful method. I'm not stupid as to make an enemy out of you. The moment I kicked the Majin I clearly felt the difference in power between him and I. I need you around to kill him, and I need to win your favor to not be killed myself."

Vegetto smirked, she was smart, but, a little arrogant, best to take that down a notch. "So, you need me huh? I'm flattered, but I'm technically taken by two women already."

The woman glared at him. "Save your taunts, the Majin is returning."

Vegetto grew serious, eyeing the approaching Majin. " I still need to get my family and friends out of him."

She grew furious. "That absorption plan of yours is stupid! Especially now that you are permanently fused. He would forever have your might in him. Not to mention he would kill me after absorbing you before you could find your friends and family."

Vegetto nodded slowly. "A fair point I suppose. I do technically owe you for the permanent fusion."

A devious smile crossed her lips. "If I may make a suggestion?"

Vegetto raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead."

"Do this the demon way. Beat the living shit out of him, torture him until he releases them to make his pain stop," said Towa, "Show him the terror of your true power."

Vegetto had to admit, he DID want to see what his own power actually was. He had been surprised at his own power as a normal Super Saiyan, who knows how strong he was as a 2 or 3? Not to mention, the Vegeta he had come from highly approved of her suggested method. Even Kakarot might not have minded after all the crap this Majin had put them through... okay yeah no, Kakarot would still have minded, but oh well. The devil was in the details or so they say.

"Sure why not?" agreed Vegetto.

He turned to Majin Buu as it arrived. "So Buu, last chance before I get serious. Let go of my friends and family, and I'll let you live."

"As if! I WILL win! I WILL kill you," roared Buu.

Vegetto smirked. "Say Buu, do you remember that demonstration Kaka-... er... Goku, gave you about Saiyans?"

Buu frowned. "What about it?"

"Do you remember what form of Super Saiyan I appear to be in now?" asked Vegetto, his voice almost casual.

Buu thought for a moment before a look of pure horror crossed his face. "T-t-t-he... f-f-irst one..."

Energy ERUPTED from Vegetto as his hair spiked even more rigidly and blue lightning cackled down his body. "Now tell me Buu, what one am I in now?"

Buu was terrified, he couldn't even respond.

"Let me help you with that, its the second one," said Vegetto before he flew at Majin Buu and gave the most severe beatdown the Earth had ever seen up to this point...

Thirty minutes later...

"Not bad Buu, I thought you might have died after that last one," said Vegetto casually, stretching his arms into the air.

Buu laid on the ground, whimpering in horrific pain, not even able to rise to his knees. "S-s-stop..."

"I'm sorry, what was that?" asked Vegetto, leaning his head down and cupping a head to his hear.

"P-p-please... stop...," begged Buu.

"Hmm, I dunno, ten minutes ago when you asked me to stop, you tried to sneak absorb me," scolded Vegetto, "The only way this stops, Buu, is if you give me back my friends and family."

Vegetto aimed a hand at him. "So what's it going to be? Another round? I don't think you'll live through it. With how little ki you have left, Yamcha of all people could probably kill you now, Yamcha! Oh the shame, it's really kind of pitiful. Is this REALLY how you want it to end?"

Buu trembled fearfully. "I..."

Vegetto studied him for a moment. "Buu, I'll cut you a deal. Let me friends go, and I'll let you live. Go off and train for awhile, get stronger, than try your hand at me again? Deal?"

Buu looked at him, confounded. "W-what?"

Vegetto smirked. "Well, I'll need a decent sparring partner."

"This... this is some kind of trick!" said Buu, "You'd never let me..."

Vegetto raised a finger. "You have Piccolo's memories, right? Didn't Piccolo, and Vegeta used to be enemies of the Earth? Goku let them live."

Buu mulled it over for a second he grimaced. His body began to contort and shrink a little. Buu spit four times, and there were four POP sounds heard before Trunks, Gohan, Goten, and Piccolo appeared on the ground, unconscious.

Vegetto smirked. "There, was that so hard?"

Vegetto looked up into the air at the demon woman staring down at them. "Say, what's your name?"

"Towa," replied the demoness.

Vegetto nodded before looking down at Buu. "Well Buu, I lied. I kind of promised to let Towa kill you if she helped me out."

"W-what?!" exclaimed Buu.

Vegetto reached down, picked up the Majin, and held it in front of his face that contorted in a never before seen fury, gone was the playful mocking attitude he had before. "You KILLED, you ATE, you ABSORBED my family and friends! You butchered the entire planet without a care! You FORCED Vegeta and Kakarot to sacrifice their own existences! You're scum worse than Freeza or Cell! Kakarot might have given you a second chance, but I sure as hell wont! Towa, catch!"

Vegetto threw the Majin into the air, and in one swift motion, Towa obliterated it with a wave of her hand. Vegetto hardly felt satisfied by letting her kill it, but, he was a man of honor and his word. He shook his head, powered down, and walked over to his family, looking down at them for a moment.

He looked up at Towa and put two fingers to his forehead before spoke, his tone giving no room for objection, "Watch over them for a bit, I need to go to New Namek and fix the Earth and revive it's people. If they are harmed in any way when I'm gone, demon, I WILL find you. Are we clear?"

Towa scowled. "Fine, just make it quick."

ZIP

One hour later...

ZIP

Vegetto reappeared next to his still unconscious family and stretched out his senses. He smirked, the first wish had been to repair the planet and undo all the damage done since Babidi's arrival. The second had been to revive everyone, except the very evil ones, who had died. The third one, well, that one was a surprise for the demon lady. He knew he didn't have too, but, he felt a he owed her a little bit more than just killing Buu. He owed his existence, and the survival of the universe to her magic. He walked over and knelt down next to his family, grabbing Goten and Trunks, before putting them under his arms.

"Want to do me one more favor? Grab the other two and follow me," asked Vegetto.

Towa scowled for a moment before sighing. "Fine."

Vegetto began flying towards the lookout that had formerly been destroyed by Gotenks and Buu. Speaking of which, he'd need to scold those boys on their technique and battle mannerisms. They ought to have been able to do far better against that beast. Maybe not win, but they should have made it struggle far more than it did. And Gohan...

Vegetto scowled at the thought of the eldest son. Gohan could have won if he had gone all out at the start and not given Buu a chance to think up a plan. Then again, could he really blame him? Both Vegeta and Kakarot were both highly guilty of doing the same thing and letting their opponents power up or pull of some trick. To be frank, out of all of them, Vegeta held the most guilt of letting things spiral out of control. It really was beginning to become a curse for the Saiyan race. It was one he heavily considered stamping out. Outside of the fake show he had put on earlier to enrage Buu for absorption, it really served no purpose to toy with their enemies aside from satisfying themselves.

They reached the lookout and landed on the outskirts, setting the boys and Piccolo down as the others rushed down to meet them.

Videl panicked and rushed to Gohan. "Oh Gohan! Is he okay?"

Vegetto shrugged. "Should be fine, just give him a bit to wake up. Or get Dende to help them, either way."

18 walked over and looked at him. "Who are you?"

Vegetto held up a finger. "I'll explain when they wake up, I don't want to do this twice."

There was a pattering of feet that held an oddly familiar ring to it, he looked up, seeing Bulma walk over. She looked at him, a curious gleam in her eyes. Chi-Chi walked over and joined them, studying Vegetto as well. There were faint looks of recognition in their eyes.

"V...vegeta?" Bulma asked, a little confused.

"Goku?" said Chi-Chi, equally confused.

Vegetto hesitated, a uncertain feeling washing over him. Oh crap... Vegeta and Kakarot hadn't thought this far forward when they agreed to fuse. And while he had joked with Majin Buu about having two wives, he hadn't actually thought this far forward either. He... actually had no idea how he was supposed to handle this situation. How in the world were they going to react to him? To both Vegeta and Kakarot being gone, forever? A tightness entered his chest, and he would have rather have fought a hundred Majin Buus than deal with explaining this.

"As I said, I'll explain when they're awake," said Vegetto, his voice soft.

"If we're done here Vegetto, I'll be on my way," said Towa.

He glanced back at her. "Stay for a bit."

She scowled at him. "I only came for my brother, and since he was killed, to see Buu dead. I have no reason to remain."

Vegetto repeated himself. "Stay for a bit."

She growled at him. "I do not appreciate my time being wasted."

Vegetto ignored her and looked over to see Dende had finally arrived carrying Mr. Saten and his dog. The man greeted his daughter in a fierce hug and sat down next to her a ways away. Dende healed the four unconscious warriors and woke them up.

Gohan looked around. "Where's Buu?"

"Dead," said Vegetto.

Gohan, Trunks, and Goten looked at him in confusion, he could feel them stretch out their senses to try to gauge him, and when they did, all three exclaimed. "Dad?!"

Goten, surprisingly enough, was the first to figure it out. "Oh! Oh! Trunks! Our dad's did the fusion dance!"

Trunks gave a start. "What? Really? Wow... I never thought Dad would ever do the dance."

Vegetto scowled at the mere thought of doing that silly dance and motioned to his ears. "He didn't. He and Kakarot fused with the Potara earrings."

"Pff," said Bulma, giggling a bit, "That scowl, he definitely got that from Vegeta."

Gohan looked at Towa with reservation. "Whose the lady? Her ki doesn't feel friendly..."

Towa gave him a foul look. "I'm not your friend. Vegetto and I were allies of convenience, nothing more, I don't know why he still wants me here."

"Vegetto huh?" said Goten, "That's a cool name!"

Vegetto smiled down at his son and reached out to ruffle his hair. "You think so? Thanks."

He turned to look at Towa, frowning. "I did want to talk to you a bit before you left, see if you knew if Babadi had any other friends and henchmen that I ought to go deal with. You seemed to have some knowledge about him."

Towa shook her head. "No, he only kept his pets directly under his thumb and killed anyone else."

Vegetto smirked and held two fingers to his head. "Well, alright then, be right back."

He disappeared and reappeared a moment later, holding a very confused red demon by the collar of his cape before throwing him to Towa's feet. "I believe you were looking for this?"

Towa looked down at the demon in genuine surprise. "D-dabura?!"

Dabura looked up at her in surprise. "Towa? What are you doing here? How in the world did I get here?"

Gohan didn't look thrilled. "Dad, you brought him back to life? Was that really a good idea?"

Vegetto frowned at him. "As powerful as I am, I wouldn't have won against Buu without her help. I pay my debts."

He looked back to Towa, but rather than look happy, she looked absolutely pissed.

"DABURA!" she screamed at him in true, pure, mind numbing rage, "You FAILURE of a demon king! You let yourself be mind controlled by that pitiful wizard?! You are PITIFUL! I ought to skin you alive!"

She raised her hand, and a staff appeared in it. She brought it down and cracked hard on the demons head. To Vegetto's extreme amusement, Dabura began to scramble away in pain, fleeing from the blows that kept raining down on him.

"T-towa please wait a second!" stammered Dabura fearfully.

Vegetto watched Towa chase the 'demon king' across the lookout. "Yeah Gohan, I definitely think it was a good idea. This punishment might be worse than hell."

"Actually," said Videl, "He got sent up to heaven with us for some strange reason."

Vegetto thought for a moment before smirking. "Right, he's a demon. He'd probably have enjoyed hell. I gotta give King Yemma credit where credit is due, that's creative punishment."

Towa dragged Dabura by the ear back to Vegetto, he couldn't help but notice she actually seemed a little lost. "I'm not sure what I'm actually going to do with this cretin. But, I suppose I should thank you. Its rare for a demon to be shown such a token of goodwill."

She looked at Vegetto, a smirk on her face. "I'm sure we will be meeting again at some point, demon-friend."

Vegetto nodded curtly, an amused look on his face. "Try to keep your brother on a tighter leash this time. If he crosses us again..."

He gave her a dark, warning look, his tone matching it. "He won't be coming back a second time."

Towa nodded. "But of course, you need not fret. If he gets himself possessed a second time... well..."

She gave an equally dark look to her brother. "I'll kill him myself."

With that, Towa and Dabura disappeared.

"Yeeeesh dad, that was kinda dark," said Gohan.

"Well Goku's fused with that brute Vegeta!" exclaimed Chi-Chi, "What do you expect?"

Bulma gave her a look. "Excuse me?"

Before either of them could go at it, Trunks and Goten separated them, both echoing, "Easy mom!"

Piccolo chose that moment to speak. "Vegetto. What happened during the fight? The last thing I remember was being covered in some pink goo."

Vegetto crossed his arms. "You, Goten, Trunks, and Gohan ended up being absorbed by Majin Buu, making him extraordinarily powerful. Vegeta was temporarily brought to Earth from otherworld to help in the battle. Kakarot was revived by the Elder Kaioshin. He and Vegeta were outmatched and had no choice but to fuse in order to stop Majin Buu."

Chi-Chi scowled, her temper growing. "Kakarot? He's Goku! Goku! You could at least refer to part of yourself the right way!"

Vegetto scowled right back her. "Woman! I will refer to my parent fusee by his birth given name!"

Chi-Chi flinched a little. "Goku never calls me, woman, this must be Veget's awful influence!"

"Chi-Chi...," warned Bulma, her voice getting angry.

"Daddy daddy daddy!" exclaimed Goten, butting into the conversation, "Lets have a fusion fight before yours runs out! It will be awesome! Right Trunks?"

Trunks smirked. "I wouldn't mind testing him out. My dad probably wont ever fuse with yours again, so, its our only chance."

Vegetto's face fell. "Trunks... Goten..."

They looked at him. "What?"

Vegetto shook his head. "We can fight later if you want, but, I... have to say something important first."

Goten looked skeptical. "Later? But fusion doesn't last that long!"

Trunks elbowed him lightly. "Ours doesn't dummy! But that earring fusion might last longer. Who knows, we might get to fight with him the whole day!"

Vegetto closed his eyes, a pained expression on his face. Slowly, he reopened them. He could already see a flicker of understanding on some of the others faces. They saw the look on his face, they knew something wasn't right.

"Oh no," whispered Bulma, "V-vegetto... h-how... how long..."

Trunks looked up at Bulma for a second, confusion on his face. "Mom? What's wrong?"

Bulma gulped, her body trembling, before she steeled herself. "How long does the fusion last?"

Vegetto sighed. "It lasts forever, there was no other choice, I'm sorry."

There was a heavy, shocked silence.

"F-f-forever?!" exclaimed Trunks in disbelief.

"Oh wow that's cool!" exclaimed the clueless Goten, "Trunks we share the same dad, it's like were real brothers now!"

"G-goku...," choked Chi-Chi, drawing attention from the others.

She rushed at Vegetto and started hitting his chest, screaming. "GIVE ME MY GOKU BACK!"

Vegetto stood there, stricken, not sure what to do.

"Mom, stop!" said Gohan, gently grabbing her wrists and pulling her back.

"That's not my Goku!" sobbed Chi-chi, before she fell to her knees, "That's not..."

Vegetto cursed his fusees silently. For a moment, he wished he had inherited more of Goku's childish attitude and innocence, if only not to see Chi-Chi suffer...

"Wait!" exclaimed Chi-Chi suddenly, with excitement, "The dragonballs! We can use a wish to force the fusion to split!"

Vegetto's eyes narrowed, feeling a lot less sympathy all of the sudden. He knew she was grieving, but, he did not appreciate someone wanting him dead, nor that he was being called 'the fusion'. While he was conflicted about the mess unfolding before him, he had limits on his patience.

"For your information, woman, forever means forever. I've been told that nothing, whether it be the gods or magic, can undo it," said Vegetto, his voice a little icy.

Chi-Chi glared at, him, rising to her feet, and pointed a finger at him. "My name is CHI-CHI! Not woman!"

He glared right back and pointed a finger back at her. "And my name Vegetto! Not 'the fusion'!"

"Both of you! KNOCK IT OFF!" roared Bulma at the top of her lungs.

Both of them instantly separated.

Bulma approached Vegetto and pointed a finger in his voice. "I recognize that damn habit anywhere. I might have let Vegeta get away with it, but, YOU will refer to her, and me, as Chi-Chi and Bulma. Got it?"

Vegetto winced. "Y-yeah, got it."

There was a cackle of laughter from Master Roshi. "Fused or not, he's still whipped just like they were."

Vegetto glared at him. "You know, Vegeta wasn't fond of you, I might take after him in that regard."

Roshi winced and held up a hand. "J-just kidding."

An awkward silence filled the air, irritating Vegetto. Everyone was staring at him, he could see and feel so many conflicting emotions on their faces and in their ki. This had already gotten off to a bad start. Maybe he ought to leave for a bit and give them time to talk and think to themselves. He reflexively half turned, looking towards the sky in preparation to take off...

"Oh no you don't!" said Bulma.

Vegetto froze, like a deer caught in headlights.

"You are not pulling a Vegeta and waltzing out to go train or whatever the hell he does when he disappears for months on end!" shouted Bulma.

She walked up to him and put both hands on her hips. "You, mister, are going to stay right here!"

Vegetto stared at her for a moment before he smirked. "You know, I'm probably the most powerful..."

"Person in the entire universe?" finished Bulma, "What makes you think I give a damn, mister?"

"Vegetto," he replied sternly, "If your going to be Bulma, I'm going to be Vegetto, not 'mister'."

"Hmph," they both said, half turning away from eachother and crossing their arms.

"Deja vu," murmured Trunks quietly, his voice uncertain, but curious.

The boy frowned, turned to Goten, and whispered into his air. They both grinned and separated from the group.

"Fuuuu-sioooon-HAAAA!" they shouted, preforming the dance behind everyone's backs.

Gotenks appeared in a flash of light before stepping out of it and pointing towards Vegetto. "Alright mister supposedly powerful person in the universe! I'm here to take back the position that's miiineeee!"

Vegetto glanced over at the now fused children, not sure whether to be extremely grateful or extremely irritated at their timing. "Oh really?"

"Trunks, Goten," said Bulma thinly, "Are you seriously..."

"Galactic donought!" shouted Gotenks playfully.

Vegetto watched with amusement as a large ring of energy appeared around him and Bulma and began to shrink in... wait...

BULMA

"IDIOTS!" roared Vegetto as he grabbed Bulma before the technique could accidentally hit her and teleported away. He set her down next to Gohan, teleported behind Gotenks, and slapped the back of his head hard, knocking him down to the floor and indenting it.

Gotenks weakly rose to his knee, clutching the back of his head painfully, tears in his eyes. "Owwww, daaaaaad!"

"YOUR MOTHER WAS RIGHT THERE!" roared Vegetto with fury, going Super Saiyan 2 in blind rage.

Gotenks stared at him in shock. "H-h-holy crap..."

"H-hey V-vegetto!" stammered Gohan, sounding like he was struggling, "I-it was an a-a-accident!"

Vegetto looked at him and then noticed the state the entire group was in. Out of them all, Gohan, Piccolo, and 18 were the only ones still on two feet. Everyone else had fallen to the ground and begun trembling. For a second he didn't understand what was going on before he realized the power and pressure he was exerting was the cause. He instantly relaxed back to his base state and mentally scolded himself. The power he held was unreal compared to Vegeta or Kakarot, he had to hold back, an extreme amount, around the others.

Bulma rose to her feet warily. "I can't even sense energy but I sure felt THAT!"

"Sorry," said Vegetto, "Idiots tend to piss me off."

Gotenks bowed his head. "Sorry..."

"Stand up, back straight, arms at your side," barked Vegetto.

Gotenks immediately obeyed.

"Gotenks, Kakarot was watching your fight from the otherworld, and I have to ask...," began Vegetto.

"WHAT was that pathetic display?!" demanded Vegetto.

Gotenks winced. "W-well... Trunks and Goten..."

"Oh no you don't," scolded Vegetto, "That was YOUR decision. While you are made of them, you are not technically either of them, it was your choice. And that choice to fight with such utter childish arrogance had no place in that fight. You KNEW what he did to everyone and yet you still fought like that?"

Gotenks bowed his head, shame on his face. "Sorry dad..."

Vegetto sighed and put his hand on Gotenks shoulder. "You're going to have to work on reeling it in my son, sons. Which reminds me, speaking of sons, I'll be scolding those two after you defuse. So, you can look forward to them sharing in your misery."

Gotenks smirked a little at that. "Hee hee!"

"And speaking of sharing in that misery," he said, turning to give a hard look at Gohan.

Gohan sighed, a very pained look on his face. "I know, I screwed it up. I could have beaten Buu. Instead, I got them, myself, and Piccolo absorbed and... forced my father and Vegeta to give up their lives..."

Vegetto studied him for a moment. "Perhaps, but ultimately know this: We all screwed up, from damn near the moment this all began. For one, we never should have listened to the Kaioshin and let Babadi steal your energy at the tournament. For two, Vegeta really messed things up by..."

"Huh?" interrupted Gotenks, "What did dad do?"

Vegetto's heart skipped a beat. "You... weren't told?"

"V-veggeto wait!" exclaimed Bulma with worry.

Gotenks narrowed his eyes. "What happened? Tell me!"

Vegetto frowned. "..."

What in the world... was he supposed to do now? He closed his eyes for a moment before he slowly opened them. He wasn't Kakarot, he wasn't Vegeta, he wasn't going to white lie or skirt the issue.

"He blew away a portion of the stadium and killed everyone where the blast hit," said Veggeto with remorse.

Gotenks looked stricken. "H-he... he wouldn't... you're lying!"

Bulma walked up and smacked Vegetto across his face. "WHY IN THE WORLD WOULD YOU TELL HIM?!"

He chose not to react to the hit.

"Why... why did he do it Vegetto?" demanded Bulma, her voice weakening.

"To get Kakarot to fight him," explained Vegetto.

Bulma looked at him in disbelief. "Are..."

"ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME?!" screamed Bulma at the top of her lungs, causing everyone else but Vegetto and Gotenks to step back.

"That's stupid! Idiot Vegeta! Why would he do something so horrific for such a dumb reason?!" demanded Bulma.

"Because it was his last chance to settle the score with Kakarot, he'd never get another one," explained Vegetto.

"That doesn't make sense!" said Gotenks, "It IS dumb! Dad could just fight dad, er other dad, when he eventually died an old fart and went to the otherworld!"

"Vegeta would never get the chance, he'd have been sent straight to hell for what he did in his youth and never gotten a chance to fight Kakarot," explained Vegetto.

Gotenks grew confounded. "Hell? Why?! What did he do before the stadium? I've, er, Trunk's never seen him do a really bad thing in his entire life!"

Bulma put a hand on Vegetto's chest, she pleaded. "Please, don't..."

Vegetto held up a hand. "I will not coddle him. He has a right to know what his father did before he came to Earth. Or at least Trunks does. I will wait for the fusion to end, and I will explain it to him alone."

Bulma bowed her head. "Dammit Vegeta... why?"

Silence filled the air for the remainder of the fusion before they separated, and then Trunks and Vegetto walked silently into the inner parts of the lookout's palace.

Bulma paced back and forth in worry and concern. "Dammit Vegeta, dammit Vegetto... Trunks... oh Trunks, I don't know how he's going to react."

"Miss Bulma?" asked Goten, tugging on his dress, "What did Mr. Vegeta do that was so bad?"

Bulma winced and looked down at him. "W-well... he did a lot of... bad things... before he came to Earth. Some he was forced to do, others he did willingly."

"Oh," said Goten sadly.

Bulma sighed and said for the umpteenth time to herself. "Dammit Vegeta."

"So, what do you all think of... Vegetto?" asked Gohan with uncertainty.

"Bit of a temper, argues a lot, but he seems like a nice, honest guy, a bit brutally honest though," said Videl.

"Nice? Hmph, he's no Goku, he's not my Goku," muttered Chi-Chi, "I want nothing to do with him."

"He's a serious man, perhaps even more so than Vegeta at times," said Master Roshi.

"I don't really know yet," said Krillin, scratching the back of his head.

"With you there man," said Yamcha.

"He's a danger," said Piccolo flatly.

The group turned to stare at him.

Piccolo grew annoyed. "What? You all saw it, you all felt it. There isn't a force in this entire universe that I know of that can match that power. And speaking of power, need I also remind you that what you saw and felt was only Super Saiyan 2? He still has a full transformation above it. If he ever went rogue, there isn't anything any of us could do to stop him."

There was a heavy silence as they mulled those words over.

"That aside, consider this: If he had gone to Super Saiyan 3 in front of us when he was angry at Gotenks, half of you probably would have died from his lack of control of it. He has absolutely insane power, and I don't think he has a grasp of it yet," said Piccolo, "I FULLY intend to confront him about that later."

"He's not a bad man," countered Bulma, "He was only mad at Gotenks because he WAS being an idiot. The dragonballs are inert for awhile. I'd rather not spend a few months in otherworld if I don't have to."

"Sorry Miss Bulma," said Goten bashfully.

Bulma sighed. "It's okay Goten."

"LIAR!" came a loud, horrid sobbing outburst from inside the lookout.

Bulma winced, hearing her son's voice. Of all the things she had thought were going to happen after came back to life, her son having a conversation about Vegeta's horrible planet purging past, was not one of them.

"Vegetto is putting a heavy burden on that young man," said Master Roshi solemnly

Bulma closed her eyes and silently cursed her husband for all of this. His past, temporarily leaving her while she was pregnant and caring for their infant child, for the hell he had put her through in their relationship, what he had done at the tournament, and finally, she cursed him for leaving her. Vegeta was gone, he was gone and he wasn't ever going to come back. He had ceased to exist after he fused with Goku, she wouldn't even be able to find him in the otherworld. It was just... it was a horrid pain in her heart...

For a time, the group just stood there and waited. Bulma couldn't help but wonder what they were still talking about inside. She had half expected to see Trunks run out and fly off in a tantrum. Instead, some time later, there came a soft footfall emanating from the depths of the palace. Bulma looked towards the entrance, expecting to see her son distraught, but instead, felt her heart melt a sight she had never seen before.

Vegetto walked out, Trunks at his side, holding the child's hand in his own, the boy looked up at man, heavy respect and admiration in his eyes, and said, "Dad?"

Vegetto looked down at him. "Yeah?"

"Thanks... for telling me the truth," Trunks said, his voice pained, but firm.

Vegetto merely nodded in response.

"Can we go home? I just... feel really tired right now," asked Trunks.

Vegetto hoisted the child up and placed on on his shoulder. "Sure Trunks."

Vegetto walked over to Bulma and offered his free hand. "Well, shall we go?"

Bulma stared at him wordlessly for a moment, feeling her heart flutter for a moment. Vegeta was gone, but, in his place stood someone that might be far better man, and if the look on her son's face said anything, a far better father. She stepped forward, took his hand, and they disappeared from the lookout...