Disclaimer: I do not own dbz or the characters. Such a shame that I don't. Don't you agree?

Well anyways, here's chapter 2! I hope you enjoy it!

By the way...HAPPY NEW YEAR!

The next morning, Vegeta woke up to find sunlight streaming through the windows, he found himself on the couch and assumed he fell asleep there, not having the strength to go upstairs. Once the memories of last night flooded in his brain, he became solemn. He wasn't sure what was in store for Gohan or his brother, all he knew was that if his mate had anything to do with it, they would be taken care of. Although Vegeta would never openly admit, and never would in any shape or form, not even under the threat of hell and such, he felt some sort of responsibility towards Gohan and Goten. They were after all the next generation of their kind, and with Vegeta being the only full-blooded saiyan alive anymore he had a duty towards them.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. He looked over the couch and saw Bulma walking through the doorway.

For lack of a better word, she was a mess. Her hair was a tangled mop on her head, her clothes were disshevled and her eyes were red and puffy. It didn't take a genius to figure out why, when she looked at him she made no excuse for her appearance, she had more important things in mind.

"Where are they?"

"Asleep in Trunks's nursery."

Bulma nodded and instead of going upstairs she walked towards her office. "I called my lawyer last night. He owes me a couple of favors, so I asked him to send me the necessary papers. He faxed them to me overnight, so they should be in my office now."

Vegeta raised a brow, "Papers for what?"

"Options on Gohan and Goten's future." She replied, "I need to look through and see what the best thing is for them."

"Send them off to one of Kakarrot's bafoons." Vegeta gave a dismissive wave, "Surely one of them will take them in."

"It's a lot more complicated than that Vegeta." Bulma snapped. "None of them have the financial or emotional means to take care of Gohan or Goten. Most of them can barely take care of themselves."

"If not them then who else woman?" Vegata spat.


Vegeta froze. "What...did you just say?"

Bulma was firm. "I said us...or more specifically me. I'm the only one who knows how to take care of them, if anything ever happened to those two I would never forgive myself. If you don't want any involvement that's fine, but nothing you say is going to change my mind. I'm taking custody of them."

For awhile neither one of them spoke, they merely stared each other down. Until finally Vegeta looked away. "Do what you want."

"That's exactly what I'm doing!" Bulma snapped as she walked away with her hands on her hips. She was about to slam the door too, until she realized Gohan and Goten were sleeping. She closed the door quietly and looked through her papers.

Vegeta was seething on the couch. He may have felt a duty towards the brats as the Prince, but that didn't mean he wanted them around 24/7. But as much as he hated to admit it, Bulma had a point, none of Kakarrots baffoons knew how to take care of children, and saiyans were especially difficult to deal with, and Bulma was the only other person in the world who knew what to expect from a sayain.

Vegeta let out a growl as he stood up and went to the gravity room. He needed to vent out his frustrations.

Meanwhile Bulma was looking through the papers her collegue had sent to her, and she knew that she had her work cut out for her. She knew that the best option for the boys was for her to take custody of them. She didn't trust anyone else to take care of her best friend's children. The only question was...would Gohan agree to it.

She stood up as she decided to check on them. She climbed the stairs and walked to Trunk's nursery. She was welcomed with the sight of Gohan sleeping in the rocking chair with Goten in his arms. She couldn't help but smile at how innocent they looked. Her smile faded as soon as she remembered why they were there.

'Gohan.' She thought as she looked at him. 'Kami why? Hasn't he been through enough?'

Of course she received no answer. There was an old saying, 'You are never given more than you can bear'. If that was true, then Gohan was a lot stronger than anyone of them had given him credit for.

Years later, she would find out just how true that was.

Her thoughts were disrupted by a soft moan, and looked up in time to see Gohan's eyes opening. He blinked a few times to get the sleep out of his eyes, and looked around in confusion. Then his eyes showed comprehension and they became sad.

"Good morning." Bulma said softly, trying to get his attention.

Gohan jumped at her voice and tightened his grip on Goten, then relaxed as soon as he saw who it was.

"Hi Bulma." Gohan said dully, standing up.

"Hey kiddo." she said, smiling in a reassuring manner.

"What are you doing here?" Gohan asked.

"Vegeta called and told me what happened." Bulma explained. "I'm so sorry Gohan. I came as soon as I heard."

"You didn't have to do that." Gohan said, hating to be a burden on Bulma.

"Of course I did." Bulma said. "I care about you Gohan, and I'm not going to stand by and let you go through this alone."

She looked at the bundle in his arms. "Is that Goten?"

Gohan nodded his head, and when she held out her arms he set Goten in them. She gently rocked the baby as she looked at him.

"He's amazing." she said, "He looks just like Goku."

She wasn't aware of the flinch that showed in Gohan's face.

"What's going to happen to us now?" Gohan asked.

"Gohan listen to me, I know that you're more than capable of taking care of yourself and Goten." Bulma said while she put Goten into the crib. "But in the eyes of the law, you're still a minor and you need an adult to look after you guys. Otherwise, they're going to put you and Goten in foster care."

"They can't do that!" Gohan shouted desperately, "If they put us in foster care I'll never see Goten again!"

"Calm down Gohan, I'm not going to let that happen." Bulma said firmly. "I talked to my lawyer last night and he sent over some papers for me to go over and help me decide what the best option is for you two, but personally..."

"What?" Gohan asked when she didn't finish. "What do you mean?"

"Why don't we go outside." Bulma said. "I don't want to talk about stuff like this in front of the baby."

Gohan nodded and set Goten back inside the crib, following Bulma into her office.

She gently shut the door with a click and turned to Gohan.

"Gohan, I want you and Goten to come live with me." She said.

Gohan was shocked. He certainly didn't expect that to happen. To be honest, he really wanted to take care of Goten himself and raise him in the woods. But like Bulma had said, the legal system would eventually catch up with them. Gohan had witnessed them first hand, back to when Piccolo had started training him, Gohan had gotten caught in a storm out in the ocean and had washed ashore on a small island, where he had met a group of kids who were on their own with no one to guide them save for one older kid. They constantly had to go into hiding, running from officials who would constantly hunt them down.

He didn't want that life for Goten, he wanted Goten to live in a world where he didn't have to constantly worry for his life like Gohan did. He wanted him to grow up with a somewhat normal childhood, but Gohan couldn't provide that. Not on his own, but with Bulma's protection, it was a possibility.

Gohan looked back up at Bulma. "Bulma...are you sure about this? I don't want to be a burden to you and Vegeta."

"Gohan Son, you stop that nonsense this instant!" Bulma said sharply, "You are not a burden. If anything it's the least I can do for you and your brother. Like it or not, you are family mister, and I take care of my family. So starting today, you're officially moving in. I'll take care of all of the legal matters and have your things moved sent to the house. I already have a room picked out for you, and I'll have Trunks's nursery converted into a double room."

"Bulma slow down!" Gohan said waving his hands. "Listen, I really appreciate what you want to do for me and my brother, but could you slow down a little bit."

Bulma took a deep breath. "Sorry kid, but once I get riled up there's nothing that's going to stop me. You should know that by now."

"Yeah you're right." Gohan said with a smile on his face. It was his first one since Chi Chi died.

"Why don't we talk about this after you've rested up." Bulma suggested, "Come on, I'll take you to a guest room where you can sleep."

"But Goten,

"Will be just fine." Bulma said firmly. "Come on kid, I know how to handle a little half-saiyan baby. Goten is in capable hands."

Gohan visibly relaxed when he realized that Bulma was right, next to his mother Bulma was probably the only woman in the world who could take care of Goten. Finally all of the events took it's toll on Gohan and he started to sway.

"Gohan!" Bulma cried out as she stopped him from dropping to the floor.

"Sorry Bulma." Gohan said, his eyes flickering.

"You're exhausted." Bulma said, "Come on, let's get you to bed you need it."

Slowly she led Gohan up the stairs towards his bedroom, and she helped him into the covers and tucked him in. By the time his head hit the pillow he was already asleep. Bulma brushed his hair back with a fond smile.

'Don't worry Gohan.' she thought. 'I'll take care of you and Goten.'

She stood up and set about her mission.

She had a few more calls to make.