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There will be some deviations from the Sailor Moon and Dragon Ball Z but is necessary for this story

I have redone some of this chapter after going over it again. I wasn't happy with it. There are still some things that I am still not completely happy though. If there is anything that you think that I need to add or change please let me know. Please R&R. I look forward to hearing from you. If there is something that I missed let me know.

Chapter One

Watching the wind as it blew across the sparkling waters of the lake. Serena let out a soft sigh. This was their favorite spot. She and Darien often came to this spot at the lake. This was their bench. It was where most of their time was spent, though a lot has happen over the last few years. She pulled her knees up on the bench and rested her chin on them.

Something was off with their relationship lately but she really couldn't put her finger on what. It wasn't that they didn't care for each other or that they would fight or any of that. It was like they were stuck. It was if there relationship had come full circle. They didn't talk of the future often and neither seemed to want to bring it up.

Serena sighed again and raised her head once more off her knees to watch the waters lap at the waters edge. It was a beautiful day. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. A few groups of people had gathered here and there to spend there day basking in the sun. Couples were either sitting together cuddled close or were walking hand in hand along the waters edge. They looked like there were the only people in the world.

She sat on the bench with her chin on her knees, sighing again; she knew she had to get back. There was a meeting and she had promised that she wouldn't be late. Lately she hadn't been late to school or meetings and the others were beginning to suspect something was going on with her. Sure she was still a little clumsy and she still whined a little but not as much. Sighing again, she set off for the shrine.

Slowing walk to the shrine where the meeting was to be held, Serena was still deep in thought. Occasionally, she would stumble or bump into someone, which was normal for Serena. She of course wasn't paying a lot of attention to her surroundings as usual.

Realization hit hard and with that a klutz attack. She did a face plant on the side walk. She picked herself up off the ground with a grumble and grimace all the while thinking. She had finally come up with an idea as to why their relationship seemed off. They cared for each other sure but they didn't seem to desire each other. They hadn't really explored that thought before and now it was a shock.

Though she knew that she loved him, she was not in love with him. She was almost eighteen years old and it just now hit her. With a goofy grin and a sweat drop, she felt a little bit like the idiot Raye said she was.

Once she realized this though it made more and more sense. The more she thought about it, the more she become to realize that she didn't see Darien in that light. A smile finally came to her face with the insight she had gained into their relationship. It took the weight that she had been feeling off her shoulders and heart. She was a little saddened but more relieved. She knew that it would hurt her as well as him but she knew that this was the right thing to do for both of them.

They had been locked into what they perceived their relationship to be and it was based on what they knew of the past. So did their current relationship being based along the same lines with the future. Pluto told her that the future changed with each choice that was made.

Serena frowned a little at this thought. Her steps slowed as the questions began to surface. What of Rini? What of the future of Crystal Tokyo? This would change everything but to what extent. Reaching the shrine steps, she pushed the swirling questions out of her mind and readying herself to meet with her friends.

Smiling she slide open the door to greet her friends. Seeing the looks on their faces; she smiled her best smile while she sighed to herself mentally. "Hey guys, what's up?" with that said the questioning started. Everyone started at once, except Mina who was not there yet. They were always asking if she was okay, if something was wrong and then the threat that she better spill or else. Just as Serena opened her mouth to speak the door slide open.

Mina turned quickly and closed the door apologizing for being late. When she turned she saw Serena and blushed slightly and looked away. The others not really noticing any of this still continued with the questions and threats to get the bottom of what was up with the odd behaviors of the friends.

However, Serena watched Mina for a moment. She was acting strange and come to think of it, she has been for a while now. Trying to think to when this all started, Serena sat quieting for awhile as her friends grilled Mina for a few more minutes. Looking off with the tip of her finger on her lips, she began to try to figure out when this began.

A memory came to her; it was a few months ago. At the end of a battle, she was checking on and healing her fellow scouts that had received injuries, when she saw Tuxedo Mask and Sailor Venus standing close and smiling at each other. Realization set in. They had feelings for each other and were sacrificing those feelings for the sake of the proposed future. She would not let this happen. Everyone was always trying to protect her and sacrificing for her. Well, there would be no more of that.

She sat there planning and with a malevolent smile across her face. She was thinking of the objections that they would make and of the preparations that would need to be made and the only one that seemed to notice was Ami.

Ami looked at Serena who was looking off somewhere and then at Mina who blushed slightly and then back again. Ami had just come to the same conclusion that Serena had but was not sure what the smile on Serena's face was about. She was almost afraid to guess what was going on in Serena's mind. She wasn't the only to notice the stalemate of Serena's and Darien's relations either. They, Ami, Raye and Lita had speculated some on it before the others arrived but couldn't understand what was going on.

Pluto stood watching through the gates at the events that were unfolding. Smiling she thought, it has begun. Turning she headed to the future Crystal Tokyo to retrieve Rini. It would help to have Rini calm Serena when the time came.

The young boy and his friend were sparring in an open meadow. It was a beautiful day and perfect for their activities. The dark spiked haired young boy couldn't fully concentrate on his maneuvers though. His thought was on his father. He was still not himself. It had been five years since his mothers death and he had come to grips with it and so had his older brother. For their father though, it was still not something that could talk to him about. His sparring partner did not give any when it came to training and was not letting up. Goten pushed these thoughts aside for now and continued sparring with Trunks.

Gohan sat at the library trying to study for his exams that were a few weeks away. He kept losing his train of thought. He kept drifting back to the conversation that he had with his father. He tried his best to act like he didn't notice his fathers' behavior. His father had lost a lot of himself when their mother has passed and he hadn't moved on.

Gohan knew that his mother would not have wanted it to be this way. She had loved them all and most time she understood what went on with them. Other times, she criticized and rejected their behavior without really understanding as to why they were the way that they were. She had expected them to refrain and conform. They were different from most families and yet tried to live as others.

Gohan suspected that his fathers' behavior had a lot to do with the way that his mother passed. Gohan could understand his fathers' anger at what he thought was failure to protect his wife. There was more to it that that and he didn't fully understand the scope of his father feelings. He didn't know how to get his father to understand and what he needed to do to get his father to get passed this and move one.

Goku was still sitting on the mountain top in deep mediation, trying to come to an understanding with the events that have forever changed him. He had failed ChiChi; there was no other way to put it. His sons may have come to except their mothers passing but he could not. He had tried his best for his sons to act normal but in that he had failed also. Failure was not something that he was used to. They know that he was haunted by the events that happened so long ago in the big battle that took their mother from them.

ChiChi had gotten caught in the battle because she was a victim of circumstance and it had cost her life. It was because of him that she had died and that was something that would forever haunt him. He felt the guilt of her death weighting heavily on his heart.

She was one of his best friends and he missed her. He failed. He had never failed before. The guilt rode him just as much if not even more than the loss of his wife. That is what made it even worse. He felt so many unsettling emotions over the loss of his wife but guilty because of their nature.

He tried to act normal around his sons and yet they seemed to know that his spirit was trouble over the events that happened those years ago. During the battle with the androids, ChiChi had been out with Goten and they had gotten caught in the destruction. Goten being a Demi Saiyan wasn't seriously hurt but ChiChi received serious wounds. Not even Bulma could save her.

They could not revive her with the dragon balls either and the dragon would not a give reason as to why the wish could not be granted. Saiyans love to fight and concentrated on their battles with a single mindedness that left destruction in their wake. They fought to keep the peace and save their beautiful adopted planet but eager in battle.

Goku normally tried to keep things at a safe distance but their opponents always tried drag innocents into the mix. He was always at war with himself. The love battle and the loss of life always disturbed him. The only one that would truly understand was the one person that he had the hardest time talking to. He knew that he had to talk to Vegeta and he had waited long enough.

With a sigh he looked out over the mountains below and his thoughts returned to his sons. He was very proud of them and what they had accomplished. He just didn't know how to really show them. Goten had grown strong and was a happy loving boy. Gohan was in his second year of studies at the university.

He told them how proud he was and he tried to be affectionate as he always was but somehow it was different. They both were trying to be the scholars that their mother wanted them to be as well as warriors that he would be proud of. They were concerned about him though and he didn't know how to explain any of this to them.

It was getting late he didn't want them to be more concerned and with that in mind he used the instant transmission technique to take him back to Capsule Corp to talk to Vegeta.

When Goku appeared, Bulma was working on the gravity machine that her husband and mate had broken again. "Hey, Bulma, It's Goku. Is Vegeta training?" Goku asked from around the corner walking toward the gravity room. The blue haired genius gave a small yelp at the surprised appearance and crawled out from underneath a control panel.

"Hey, Goku, I didn't expect you so soon," Bulma said as she straightened and welcomed her long time friend. With a growl, "Yes but he is training, out there somewhere at the moment and he won't be back for sometime." Seeing her fierce expression and what she was working on he guessed.

"He broke it again didn't he…?" Goku gave a goofy grin and rubbed the back of his neck with a small laugh. Though he really didn't need an answer and Bulma was just too amusing at the moment. He knew what was coming so he waited for it before he continued.

"The overgrown, egotistical jerk, prideful arrogant moron….," Goku watched as she stomped around the room with her tools making adjustments and repairs. Goku really didn't need to hear the rest of the list of grown names, he had heard them before.

Finally after Bulma was panting and looking a little relieved to have vented her frustrations, she said, "Vegeta went out to continue his work out and train. Would you like something to eat until he returns?" Not waiting for answer that she already knew the answer to, she headed to the kitchen with Goku in tow. Saiyans were always hungry. It was an as almost a constant state. The only thing that they enjoyed more than food was fighting.

Bulma was a little concerned though. She knew that Goku still blamed himself for ChiChi's death. She was so frustrated with her friend that she was at the end of her rope so to speak. Unsure of how to broach the subject, She waited for him to finish is meal which would take awhile.

He was on his twelfth plate and as he ate in silence, she was working on what she wanted to say and what he need to hear that she didn't notice her husband come up behind her and wrap his arms around her. He used the instant transmission technique and took them off somewhere. Goku of course was aware and a little grateful. He had felt Vegeta's ki and knew that he was on his way back. When he had looked up in the direction that he knew that he was returning from, he had noticed the look on Bulma's face. He knew that look.

Vegeta and Goku shared a brief glance before he disappeared. Goku had seen the calculating look on Bulma's face and knew what he was about to receive. He was a little jealous of the relationship between them though. Vegeta could be himself and was accepted the way he was. Bitterness and resentment swelled within him with amazing swiftness.

ChiChi had never really accepted his love of fighting and his Saiyan tendencies. The fierceness of these feelings sent him reeling. He pushed those thoughts aside, upset at what he felt. He had never put a name to what sometimes bothered him in his relationship to his late wife. He had cared for her and she had cared for him. It was just sometimes he felt out of place and not sure why. With a sigh, he realized that it would be some time before he would see Vegeta to talk to him about with the issues that he was having.

He would have to return tomorrow. Hopefully then he would get some answers but who knows when Vegeta would be available for their talk? He set off to find his sons; it was time for them to return to their home. He knew that Goten was training a little ways off from Capsule Corp in a clearing with Trunks. Gohan was probably home from his studies by now. It was like they were drifting away from each other and he didn't know how to stop it. Taking flight Goku followed his youngest son's ki to their sparring session.

Once Vegeta had Bulma in their bed chambers at the far end of their home, he said, "Woman, I have told you not to interfere." His gruff voice was soft against her ear. He dropped his arms away from his mate, as he knew that she was still angry with him.

Bulma took a few steps away from her infuriating husband. She whirled on him, eyes flashing and with her arms crossed. She railed at him about pushing the gravity machine too far and how it would take weeks to repair and extend it capabilities. She started pacing, stomping around. Everything once and awhile she would yell and point at him for his crass behavior and how they should be concerned about their friend.

During all of this Vegeta stood and tried to with hold the smirk that was becoming too much to hide. He stood there in his normal stance with his arms crossed and looked down at Bulma with his piercing gaze. Once she came up and poke him in the chest to make her point though, it all was forgotten.

He gently grabbed her wrist and the smirk was there and she knew what was coming next. As he pulled her against him, he backed her up against the wall of their room. Bulma wasn't prepared for the pull impact of his body pressed up against hers though. With a soft gasp, she looked up and their eyes locked. Her legs suddenly got weak with that one look. His lips took hers in a demanding kiss that left her breathless and dazed.

Vegeta smirking at the look on his mate's face, his voice dropped to a husky tone, "Woman, we can not interfere with Kakkarot and his affairs. Saiyans are different, we operate differently and he will have to figure things out on his own. He does not know how our culture works nor does he understand his blood."

Having finally come out of her daze, she started to argue her point when he started to nuzzle her neck and the mark that he had given her. At his first touch of his mark, desire and pleasure coursed through her body. With a moan of pleasure at his touch, all thoughts and concerns went right out the window. Vegeta knew his mate and how to get around her attempts to help.

It was so very easy, all he had to do was get her a little side tracked, with that thought he smirked. When she was angry, she was so tempting. It was difficult at times to keep his desire in check. He liked to have their arguments in private for that reason. He often would take them somewhere where they would not be disturbed for hours for their discussions.

It was this reason that she had their chamber sound proof. He would always make her proclaim for all to hear that he was dominate and that she belonged to him. His ki level rising, Bulma shivered with the power and anticipation as it washed over her. He always had that last word but right now she could care less. All thought was lost as he began to caress and nibble her body. Goku and his problems were forgotten with the frantic pace of their passion.