Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Neighborhood Romances ❯ Could My Day Get Any Worse? ( Chapter 2 )

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Well, hello! Next chapter here! I'm hoping to get 10 more reviews out of this. This chapter, the Z gang is ready to meet Spit and April at the party when they notice a 'certain someone' lives in the neighborhood and decides to take the person with him. Will that person want to go? And who else will be at the mall besides them? You'll have to read and find out! As always, enjoy!

Could My Day Get Any Worse?

The Z gang was just getting home, 20 minutes after Vegeta. They all lived in house practically back-to-back because it was a new neighborhood when they came so all the houses were open. As Chi Chi and Goku were pulling up to his house, Chi Chi spotted the mansion that was Vegeta's house. "Hey, Goku, isn't that the new neighbor?"

"Yeah, they just moved in last night. Can you believe they moved all the things they have in that huge house that quick?" They got out the car and walked over to Krillin, 18, and 17, and Bulma, who were sitting in front of 18 and 17's house which is RIGHT by Goku's. "Don't you wonder how they were able to afford that house?" Krillin asked, looking at the mansion before him.

"Yeah, you'd have to be like a prince to be able to buy a house like that," seventeen said. "Speaking of Princes, isn't that Vegeta's motorcycle?" Eighteen pointed to the semi-hid motorcycle in the yard of the house. "What?! Where?!" Bulma searched frantically for her enemy's bike. "You sure do want to know." Yamcha said walking over from his car parked in front of Goku's house.

"Look, it's the idiot," 18 said to Krillin in a low voice. "It'll be okay, Eighteen." "Goku?" his mother came outside. "Oh, hi mom!" he waved. "Hey Miss Son," everyone said. "Hello, kids. What's up?" "We got a new neighbor; he's a Prince and goes to our school. Oh, and he's saiyan like us," Goku added to complete his sentence.

"Do you mean Prince Vegeta?!" Chi Chi nodded for Goku. His mother gasped. "Oh, that's great! Well, what are you doing sitting around over here?!" "Go over and talk to him!" "Why? He's just a rude bastard!" Bulma crossed his arms. "Now Bulma," Mrs. Son closed her front door. "Don't worry about her, she just likes him," Chi Chi informed her future mother.

"I do not, Chi Chi!" "Look, don't start this again!" Eighteen cut in. "Now, didn't someone say that we were suppose to meet Spit and April at the mall?" "Yeah," Chi Chi remembered. Spit had told Chi and Bulma that she and April were going to the wall and asked if they wanted to go. "Good, that means I don't have to cook dinner; you eat more than any saiyan I know, son!"

"I'll call your mother for you and tell them," "Thanks," Chi Chi said. "No problem. You all get home by 11:00 now, it is a school night, you know. Oh, and invite Vegeta for me, okay?" All he needs is friends," she went back in the house. 'Shoot, I have a date with what's her name. But I really want to go with Bulma…what the hell, she'll understand!' "I'm in," Yamcha went and hopped back into his car.

"I'll sit here' you guys go get 'him'," "Sure, almighty one," 18 growled. They walked across the street and rung Vegeta's doorbell. "Okay, here we go," Goku took a deep breath and waited for the door to open. They heard some shuffling from inside the house, and then the door opened. "Hello," Vegeta's mother greeted. "Hi, Ms…uh…hello queen, sire," Bulma stuttered. His mother giggled. "Is Vegeta home? We want him to go to the mall with us today," Krillin asked.

"Yes he is. He's up in his room bitching about everything; Let me call him real quick," she turned around and yelled, "Vegeta! Get down here now!" she turned back around, "It's nice Vegeta's making some friends. He's never had any before." "Why not?" Chi Chi asked. "Well, he has always been home-schooled so he really had no reason to go outside, not that he would have wanted to if he did. He likes to keep to himself, always has. He just kept himself locked up in his room or that damn training room all day; it didn't help when his father died either."

She heard that Vegeta was almost down. "Oh, here he comes! Don't tell him I said anything about him," she whispered. Bulma thought about what she said. 'Gosh, and I thought he just did it for the hell of it! Maybe I should be nicer to him…nah!' "What?!" Vegeta came down the steps. "Your friends are here,"

"Who?" Vegeta couldn't think of anybody he considered a friend. "Just answer the door, Vegeta!" she put her hands on her hips. "Bitch," he muttered. That only got him a slap in the head. "Don't you call me that, you ass!" she stomped away, cursing. Vegeta rubbed his sore head. "Stupid mother…" he opened the door and froze. There, at his door, was his worse nightmare…well, if you don't count Nina…

"What the hell do you all want?! How did you find my house?!" he yelled. "Vegeta!" his mother warned. "Well, he he, we were at my house when we noticed your motorcycle-" "What do you mean you were all at your house?" he cut him off. "Yeah, my house. We all live in this neighborhood. All the houses across the street are ours; they were all vacant when we moved in."

Vegeta stared blankly. "Excuse me for a moment," he closed the door. "What's he doing now?" Eighteen got closer to the door. "I don't know but he needs to change his attitude!" Bulma and Chi Chi nodded, agreeing to Bulma's statement. Suddenly, they started hearing yelling, though they couldn't really understand what was being said. "Woman!! We're moving!" "Why?" "Because I refuse to live by them! They all live in the same neighborhood as us!"

"So?" she shrugged. "Look here, woman, I am not-" "It's mom! Not woman, mom! Now let them in!" she ordered. "But woman, you don't know these idiots! They're annoying and loud and dumb and psycho and…and human! Need I say more?!" "I believe you heard me the first time when I told you to let those kids in, now do it before I get angry!" she yelled. "Grr…fine!" Vegeta, grumbling, walked back to the door and opened it back up.

"Go in the living room," "We're going, grumpy," 18 walked by him with the rest following. They sat down on the couches. "Here, I was making some cookies before you all came," his mother came in and put the cookies and lemonade on the coffee table in front of (dun dun!!!) Goku!!! "Wow! Thanks Ms. Vegeta's mom!" Goku dug in. "Hey! Leave us some!" Krillin grabbed himself a cookie before Goku could eat them all. "Call me Mr. Jene."

"Call me Ms. Jene," Vegeta mocked silently. She had heard what he said, having her sensitive hearing, but decided to ignore him. "Well, I have to get back to dinner so I'll see you kids later," "Bye Ms. Jene!" Everybody said. She walked back in the kitchen. "Your mom's nice, Vegeta," Chi Chi said to him. "Too bad you didn't inherit that from her," Bulma snorted. "Ha ha, I can barely breathe," Vegeta leaned against the huge TV they had.

"So what do you idio- I mean you all want?" "Well, we're going to the mall to meet Spit and April and want you to come with us," Chi Chi plucked a cookie Goku was about to eat from his hand and ate it.

"Hey!" Goku frowned. "You mean Spit as in that psychotic human I met earlier today, the one who kept following me around and calling me 'babe'?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, that's the one, the cute but dumb blonde," 17 laid back in the armchair, getting comfortable. "And you think I'm going to go with you?" "Yes, and you are!" his mother yelled.

"Mind you damn business!" he yelled back. "You're asking for it! Now you're going and that's final!" she didn't sound like she was playing. Vegeta grumbled once again. "You should be nicer to your mother, man," Krillin said. "Look here human, do not tell me what I SHOULD do!" "So I assume you're going," Bulma held back a laugh.

"Whatever..." "That's great, V!" Goku got up and 'patted' him on the back. "Prince Vegeta to you! Now everybody upstairs. Come on, off my couches!" Vegeta led the way. When they got to his door, he stopped and laid down the laws. "Okay, this is my room. Since this is my room, and you are guest, I have to have rules for you being in here and so far I only have one: Thou shall not touch anything but the air and the carpet, unless I tell you otherwise. Understand?"

"Yeah, yeah, open the door," 18 said, impatiently. Vegeta opened the door to his 'sacred' room. "Wow, cool room V!" Goku ran in that room and broke Vegeta's rule in any way possible! "Didn't I tell you not to touch anything, whatever your name is?!" "It's Kakkarot but here on Earth, people call me Goku. Oops!" Goku broke the white queen of Vegeta's glass chess set that his father had given him; he used it for decoration to his room because his mother said it would look nice.

"Kakkarot!" "Yes, Prince Vegeta?" he squeaked. "Get out my room!" he bellowed. Goku scrambled out. "Sorry, Vegeta. We can get it fixed at the mall. "You better!" Vegeta picked it up and threw it at him, then grabbed his jacket and slammed his door shut. "Alright, out my house!" "You don't have to be rude, you know," Bulma said matter-of-factly as they all walked down the stairs. "I don't have to but I am going to be anyway, so get over it."

"Bastard," they walked out the house. "Okay, who you driving with Vegeta? Me, Krillin, Bulma, or 17?" "I ride my bike and ONLY my bike! You lead the way and I'll follow," 'Then I'll sneak away from you idiots,' Vegeta did NOT plan on going! "Okay, but 18 and Krill will ride behind ya just in case you get lost from us. We're ready, Yamcha!" they ran to their cars. "Kuso!" Vegeta cursed silently and sullenly walked over to his bike.

"Bulma, ride with me," Yamcha said as she walked by. "Well, okay then," went over and got in and put on her seat belt. "Everybody ready?" Goku yelled and cranked up his car. "Yeah! 18 yelled back. "Vegeta?" "Yeah, yeah," he muttered and put on his helmet; he started up his bike. "Okay!" Goku pulled out of his driveway and down the road he went! Next came Yamcha and Bulma, then 17, then an unwilling Vegeta, and last but not least, Krillin and 18!

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The Z crew pulled into the mall at 5:08. Vegeta parked his motorcycle in the bike area. He took his helmet off, locked it and his bike down, then took off his coat and put it around his waist; he let his tail out the top so it could move about. "Vegeta, come on!" Goku was at the front door with the others. Vegeta dragged himself over and looked up at the huge building.

"What is this place again?" "The mall. You've never been to one?" Chi Chi asked, looking around to see if Spit and April was there yet. "No, nor do I care to go to one." "Lighten up Vegeta; this'll be fun!" Goku assured. "For you," he snorted, "You're not the one being forced to go by some stupid bit-" "Vegeta, it's not nice to call your mother that," Chi Chi lectured.

"Your point?" "Oh shut up! Hey, there's Spit!" Bulma pointed to the mustang parking. "Hey guys! Vegeta, I didn't know you'd be here!" Spit jumped out and ran over. Who could miss that spiky hair? April got out and, being the sophisticated person she is, casually walked over. "Hey April," Chi Chi greeted.

"Hi babe, you miss me?" Spit put her arms around him. "Oh, yeah. I was ready to cry," I tell you, if sarcasm was water, Vegeta would have flooded the whole Earth by now and the moon too! Yamcha also got closer to a certain someone. "Hey, want to look around together?" he asked. "Yeah, sure," she agreed.

'He's so cute! I wonder if he'll ask me out!' I don't know what she saw in him! "Let's go Vegeta," Spit ran threw the doors. They all went in after her, Vegeta last to go in. "So guys, where do we go first?" Chi Chi got a hold of her lover's hand. "We can shop together, Vegeta. We need a crib for the baby we're going to have when we get married," Spit wrapped her arms back around Vegeta and leaned onto his chest.

All the girls around that were walking by were wondering what he was doing with a dumb blonde. 'I've made up my mind: when I get home, I'm going to take a gun and shoot myself.' Vegeta had only known them for what? Half a day? And already he was to the point of committing suicide! "Anyway…" Vegeta really could not stand them.

"Hey, let's go get something to eat first; I'm starving!" Bottomless pit- I mean Goku rubbed his stomach. "Yeah, I guess we could all use something to eat right about now, so let's go," 18 said. "Ok then, the nearest place is that Chinese restaurant-" "Fine by me!" Let me tell you, Goku didn't waste any time getting over there; everyone else had to practically run to catch up to him!

"Great! There's a short line!" Goku said, not taking notice as to who was in front of him. They two girls turned around. "Oh my, is that you Vegeta?!" Nina pushed Spit away from him and got her arms around his arm. "Hey!" Spit frowned. Bulma helped her back up. "Marina, order, you know what I want…that is, besides him," she licked her lips.

"Bitch, didn't I tell you not to touch me?" he got his arm out of her grasp. "Oh, so you'll let Spitbutt touch you but not me?!" she put her hands on her hips. "Yes," "And why is that?!" "Because, unlike you, the whole world hasn't had her!" Nina gasped. "Are you calling me a hoe?!" "If the shoe fits, wear it," "Yeah, tell her Vegeta!" Bulma yelled.

"Now, Vegeta dear, I know you don't mean that so I'll act like it never happened." "I give up!" he went over and slumped down into the seat. Spit immediately sat down by him. Nina also sat down by him on the other side. "Vegeta, that slut knocked me down," Spit pouted. "Wonderful," he mumbled. "I think not!"

"Hey, Vegeta, what do you want? Chicken Teriyaki again?" Goku asked, standing at the front of the line. "Yeah, yeah. Catch," Vegeta pulled out a 20 from his pocket, balled it up, and threw it. Goku caught it with ease. "So, Vegeta, where do you want to go first?" Bulma sat down with them since Yamcha was getting her food.

"Home," "Oh, come on! When was the last time you got out the house and actually did something with yourself before today?" Vegeta pondered at the thought and came up empty. "I don't know…never?" "You aren't serious?!" "Look, girl, if Vegeta likes to stay in his nice castle (she assumes) all day, then that's fine!" Nina backed up her 'man' (yeah right!).

"Well, little Ms. Prissy, for one, he doesn't even live in a castle' he lives in OUR neighborhood! Two, it isn't healthy to stay inside all day and not interact with anyone. You know, babies who spend a lot more time with their mothers and other family members and are breast-fed are a lot more healthier than babies who are always with babysitters and being fed from a bottle, especially very young babies; it's a known fact, at least, to people who have a brain. Hint hint!"

"Yeah!" April and Spit agreed. "Thank you for that bit of info, slut, but we don't care!" "How dare you!" Bulma reached across the table, about to strangle Nina to death but 17, thankfully, grabbed a hold of her before she could. Vegeta, surprisingly to himself, found that attitude kind of attractive. 'Hmmm, interesting. If she had any power to go with that attitude, she could be a lethal weapon…like me (smirk). Too bad she's so damn ugly.'

"Let me go!" Bulma yelled. "Bulma, calm down!" Goku ran over after ordering the food and helped hold her down. Everybody around was looking and staring. "Ok, ok! I'm fine, let me go," she said calmly. "You sure? I mean, we don't want to get kicked out the mall, now do we?" "I said I'm fine Goku," she warned.

"Okay, okay, just making sure." He let her go and she sat back down and crossed her arms and legs, glaring off into space. "So Veggie, what do you want to name our child?" Nina winked. 'Again, I hate my life.'

'There's my chance!' Vegeta saw a stray door down that led to outside of JCPenneys and wen't for it. He was almost there when…

"Ooohh, Vegeta, isn't this a beautiful carriage?" Spitshine rolled it over right in front of him, to him. "Yeah, not as beautiful as you though," he said with quite a lot of sarcasm and a touch of anger. "Oh, Veggie-chan! That's so sweet!" she blushed. Nina frowned. Bulma hit him in the side. "What?!" "Why do you do that to her? You know she likes you," Bulma lectured.

"So? You do too, doesn't mean you can have me," he smirked. "You wish, monkey," she pushed past him to the jewelry. "Grrr…I'm going to the bathroom," Vegeta walked off. "Okay, we'll be over here in KB toy store; they have some new action figures in!" Goku ran across the hall to the KB with everyone one following behind him, trying to figure out if he even has a brain.

Vegeta went in the bathroom and slammed the door. 'I can't believe I have to deal with these idiots all day! Wait a second…' Vegeta quietly came back out the bathroom and looked around to see if anyone was there. When the coast was clear, he quietly and briskly walked to the front door. Just as he got a grip on the doorknob, a voice stopped him.

"Hey! Vegeta, where ya going?" Goku yelled out. Vegeta stopped and turned around. "…I forgot to lock up my bike," "No you didn't, I saw you lock it up. Come on!" he waved him over. Vegeta started grumbling and walked down to where they were.

"Vegeta, you have anywhere you wanna go?" Krillin asked as they walked around. "I can think of one place," he mumbled. "That's my place," Nina smiled evilly. "Anyway, let's stop in here," Chi Chi pointed to the music store. They walked in and went their separate ways. Chi Chi and Bulma went to Mariah Carey, Krillin, 17, and Goku went to Linkin Park, and Vegeta went to Marilyn Monroe, Limp Bizkit, and Korn.

'Hmm, I didn't know they had a new CD. What am I talking about?! I'm suppose to be escaping!' he looked around to see if any of them were near, then headed straight for the door. "Hey, Vegeta! Where you going?!" Bulma yelled, grabbing everyone's attention. She smiled evilly, knowing he was trying to escape.

"Nowhere, Bit- I mean 'Bulma'," he gritted his teeth and walked back inside. "Hey Vegeta, they've got that new Linkin Park CD out!" Goku rushed over like a little kid going to his mother and jumped up and down. "Wonderful…" he really didn't give a hoot. "Oh, let me give this to Chi Chi so we can get your queen fixed. Chi Chi, buy this for me, will ya? We'll be up on the 5th floor, catch!"

Goku tossed it and she caught it with one hand. "Got it! We're about to go to the 3rd floor," she said. "Isn't she great?" Goku sighed. "Shut up and come on!" he grabbed Goku by the arm and dragged him out the store, Goku's eyes still attached to Chi Chi.

"Okay, okay, I can walk. Besides, you don't even know where the place is. Now let's take the elevator here." They walked up to it and pressed the button, opening it up. They went it and Goku pressed the 5 and they started up. Vegeta leaned on the wall of the elevator frowning as bad as ever. "So, who you like in our group? Huh, come on! Tell me!" Goku nudged him.

Vegeta jerked away. "Um, let me see….no one! And what do you mean OUR group?!" "Well, you're not FULLY in the group but you will be soon enough, V, don't worry!" "Don't worry?- Kakkarot, I have no intentions of spend another waking moment with you idiots outside of that damn school after today! The only reason I'm here now is b/c that bitch made me!"

"Vegeta, it's not nice to call your mother that. If you hated her that much, how come you haven't killed her?" Vegeta took a second to think about it. "B-because I uh….that would mean I'd have to do the grocery shopping! Yeah, that's it…." Even Goku wasn't dumb enough to fall for that! "Yeah, sure," he sarcastically said as the doors open and he walked ahead to the place.

"What? I'm serious!" Vegeta followed after him.

"How can I help you two?" the man asked. "Well, you see, this chess piece," Goku pulled it out his pocket, "Accidently got broke-" "Because some IDIOT decided to defy SOMEONE'S rules! But do continue, Kakkarot," Vegeta insulted. Goku gave him a look and cleared his throat. "Anyway, it got broken and we need another one-" "The SAME one! Don't you dare switch that queen!" he growled.

"But Vegeta, a queen's a queen-" "I said don't switch it!" he looked serious. Goku decided to let him have his way. "Um, the same queen. Can you fix it?" "Yes, I think we can," he took it from Goku and put it in a small bag. "What's your name sir?" "Prince Vegeta, call me at 485-3237, here's the damn money, and have my damn queen fixed by the time I leave this dump, got it? Keep the change," he slammed the 20 on the table.

"We will, don't worry," he took the 20 and opened the cash register, putting it in and closing it back up. He gave Vegeta his receipt, of which he snatched and stomped out with. "Uh, sorry about my friend, bye," Goku went after him. "Hey, hold on!" Goku hurried after him. "Kakkarot, he better not switched that queen!" he yelled.

"Why, what's so important about it?" Goku really wanted to know what was bothering him so much. "It's- grr, nothing!" Vegeta crossed his arms and turned away. "Come on, tell me!" Goku was going to sit there all day if he had to. "….Fine. My father gave me that chess board before he got killed, happy?" Vegeta sighed silently and walked away.

Goku suddenly felt really bad for breaking it. He didn't know it meant so much. "Hey, Vegeta, I'm sorry. I didn't kno-" "Where's your mate?" Vegeta changed the subject. "She on the 3rd floor, but look about the-" "Well let's hurry up! I haven't got all day!" he went down the stairs this time. Goku deeply sighed, giving up on the subject, and followed him.

"Hi Veggie, did you miss me?" Nina asked, batting her eyes. "Shouldn't you be with that your 'friend'?" he walked away and to the t-shirt designs to choose from. "Oh she's ran off somewhere," 'Come to think of it, so did that Yamcha character,' Nina smirked, knowing exactly what was going on. "So I was wondering how you think I'd look in a shirt that said 'Nina and Vegeta 4 ever'," she held a half-a-shirt up to her chest, emphasizing on it.

"Let me see, um…horrible," he went back to looking around and came across a devil. 'Hmm, I like that.' "I want this red devil on that black shirt with red words and the words bleeding, no exceptions," he threw all at once in the woman's face. "Y-yes sir. Just write down what you want it to say here and I'll make it for you," she handed him a little form for him to put his name and phone number, etc.

"And I want this shirt with a beautiful angel on it and I want it to say 'Nina the Great'," "Sure," the woman also handed her a form. "Ooo, ooo, and I want this to say 'Spitshine' and I want a picture of a girl spitting on it, one that looks like me if you do it please," she, all giddy, grabbed a form too. "What kind of shirt is that? Ha!" Nina gave that preppy laugh.

"Better than yours," Bulma hmpfed, also taking a form. The rest of the gang had already picked out a shirt. After they got through filling the forms out and paying, they headed out to wait for the shirts to be done. Vegeta saw a book store and walked in. "Vegeta, you like to read?" 18 asked, just a bit surprised. "What do you think I do before I go to sleep? Didn't you notice all the books in my room?" he asked, walking down to the horror section.

"Not really…I'll be waiting for the shirts," "Yeah, us too," she left, taking half the gang with her, even Nina and Spit; Leaving Bulma and Chi Chi. "Oooh, Bulma, look at this! Intimate messages!" she flipped the book open a few pages. She and Bulma both flushed red, closed the book and walked away. "Can you believe someone could do that?" Bulma looked around to make sure no one had seen them looking in the book.

'Hmmm, I'll get that, and that. That looks good,' Vegeta was picking books from left to right. Usually his mother got them for him but now that he was actually buying, he could pick out what HE wanted! After picking half the shelf, Vegeta finally went to the register and paid for them. "Hey, Vegeta, I think our shirts are ready." Bulma told him.

"Fine, whatever," he walked by, ignoring her. 'OOO!!! That bastard!!!!' she growled, following all the way behind him.

"Hey, Vegeta," Goku said while Vegeta was about to put his in his bag. "You never told us what yours said. Vegeta held it up in response. It read:

'Someone had better call

Hell up and tell them

There's a sexy little devil

Missing!'

Vegeta smirked as he put it back in the bag. "So conceded," Bulma shook her head. "At least I have a right to be," he snorted, walking past her. "What?! You-" "Bulma, calm down," Goku put his hand on her shoulder. "Now, we're trying to get Vegeta to like and trust us, don't let him get to you so easily. Come on, it's nearly 10:30 and I'm tired. Let's go home, k?" he said, following after Vegeta.

"Okay, fine," she sighed and walked out with him.

"Vegeta, did you get your queen?" Goku said as he stopped by Vegeta's motorcycle before driving back. "Yes, Kakkarot, I did. Now leave me the hell alone and drive," he rode off with his motorcycle. "Isn't he a great bud, Chi Chi?" "Yeah, whatever you say, Goku," she didn't care; she was tired and wanted to go home.

They arrived home about 15 minutes later, making it there by 10:50. Everyone said their goodbye, including Vegeta who was happy to finally get back home in peace. He took out his key. 'Ah, home sweet- what the?!' the door opened up by it's self and he was met by a bunch of women leaving his house. "Oooh, this must be your son, Vegeta!" one mother screeched.

"Isn't he handsome?" another pinched his cheek. "Yeah, that's my future King standing there!" Goku's mom said proudly. Vegeta just stood there, still in shock. "Well, we'll see you later Veggie," they shut the door behind themselves. Vegeta's mom was cleaning up. "Hi Vegeta, did you have a good time?" she asked, despite his twitching eye. He just sat there.

"Oh come on, I know you did!" she put a hand on one hip. Vegeta just dropped the bags right there at the door and went straight up to his room and slammed the door. Jene sighed and kept on cleaning up, wishing her son would learn to enjoy himself for once. After she was through, she went over and picked up Vegeta's bags and headed up to his room.

"Vegeta?" she said quietly, opening his door. He was sound asleep. 'Wow, he must really be worn out. Maybe I was wrong to make him go…' she sighed again; she didn't know what to do with him. She opened up one of the bags and came across the queen to the chess board. She looked at the board and noticed the queen was gone.

'It must have gotten broken. I'll just put it back for him,' she sat it carefully on the board, letting the inscription 'King Vegeta' in small letters on one side show. She sat the other bag that contained the books by his bookshelf. "Well, looks like he needs another shelf…or room," she giggled softly. Then she came to the shirt.

She unfolded it and read it. 'Tell hell that there's a little devil missing? A sexy one? Ha! I swear he's so full of himself….that's my son,' she went to the closet and hung it up for him. Before leaving, she sat down on the bed beside his sleeping form. "Oh Vegeta. I know it's been hard since you're father died and then with Vegeta-sei blowing up, it's been all a huge mess for you and I'm sorry but I wish you'd just learn to adapt with this new world like I am." She turned out his lamp beside his bed.

"Night, I love you," she kissed his forehead and she was gone.

Ooookayyyy!!! Finally through with that chapter! PLZ REVIEW!!! Hope to see you all next chapter! Peace out!

Veggie-Trunks