Hi Leutz. This is my first Fan.fic. The story starts around the time Trunks got this from the future. It only sticks to the DB story a little, but I hope you enjoy it.




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* Who was this boy? * That's the question Vegeta has been asking himself all along. * He looks so familiar to me. * Vegeta was just on her way back to the Capsule Corporation. * But I should think about how to prepare for the cyborgs. I will not be killed. After all, I'm the prince of the Saijajin and don't just let robots kill me !! * When he arrives in the cc, he goes to his room, which is directly across from the Bulmas. The door opened and he could see that she wasn't there. But he didn't care either. * Then I'll probably take a shower now. * I'm so sweaty, disgusting! *


He grabbed a towel and a fresh sweat suit and disappeared into the bathroom.



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(Meanwhile with Son Goku ...)


: Son-Goku and Piccolo told Chi-Chi that they wanted to train, but in reality they wanted to talk about Vegeta and Bulma's dodgy relationship.




"I can't really imagine that love played a big role in both of them. You can really feel sorry for Bulma as a single mother!" Said Son-Goku.


"The Earthlings call something like that one-night-stand. But you know that," says Piccolo. "But it was clear that something like that would happen or if we talk about it now. After all, the two of them live in a house and Vegeta is ultimately only a man under all that pride." Piccolo grinned. "That's exactly why I wonder if we shouldn't tell both of them everything ..." Goku mused.


"Absolutely not. Bulma likes her son and besides, we would otherwise lack a strong warrior in the future." "That's right Piccolo.Let's leave them both. And now we should really train! "


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(Capsule Corporation)


* Well, a shower like that has something. Now I feel fresh again. * Vegeta went into the kitchen and made his dinner. That was the condition: Since Vegeta was only a guest, he had to take care of himself. * I wonder what this buckle is thinking. As a prince, I should actually be served. But I hate arguing with that goat *


As he had just finished eating, he heard a loud crack at the front door, followed by noises as if someone were falling against a wall. * Dr. It can't be Briefs and his weird chick. They're taking a few months' vacation * thought Vegeta. Pure curiosity drove him into the hallway.


"What are you doing here for a row, you chick ..." The rest stuck in his throat. "Bulma ... what's the matter with you ??"