The next morning, a loud knocking on the door waked Sakura.  She ran from her bedroom, but was beaten to the door by Gohan, who opened it to see Vegeta standing before him.  Behind him were Bulma, Trunks, Piccolo, Krillen, #18, Tien, Chao-zu, and Yamcha.  "Vegeta," Gohan asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.  "It's six o'clock in the morning, would you please explain what you're doing here?"

Vegeta scowled at him.  "Hello to you too."  He shot back at Gohan as he pushed into the house followed by the whole group of people with him.  There was a sudden cry from Gohan's bedroom.

"Will you lot please be quiet?  He whispered as he rushed into his room.  He returned two minutes later with Goten whimpering in his arms and sucking his thumb, his eyes wide and staring.

"Sorry."  Vegeta apologised, much to Gohan's surprise.  "We have a problem."  Vegeta went to carry on, but was interrupted.  He looked behind him, and saw Trunks crying and reaching towards him.  Vegeta was flabbergasted, even more so when Trunks stopped wailing as soon as Bulma handed him to Vegeta.  "Anyway," Vegeta continued, blushing slightly at the thought of being seen holding a small child.  "I sensed two power levels heading towards Earth, one of them very strong and familiar, but it was far too distant for me to recognise.  The other was weak, like a baby or something.  It was still stronger than an human baby though, a little lower than Kakarot's boy over there."  He added, nodding towards Goten.  "I think it's headed towards around here, judging by the course it has taken.  It should be here in about an hour or so; it's very close.  Well, aren't you two going to get dressed?"  Gohan and Sakura started to rush towards their rooms, when Vegeta stopped them again.  "You wouldn't happen to have any food would you, I haven't eaten yet?"  Gohan and Sakura fell flat on their faces.

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After they had eaten, the group stood outside Gohan's house, Vegeta was still stuffing himself with chocolate and milk.  Gohan suddenly looked up towards the sky, and saw a small space pod sized 'ship' coming towards them.  Bulma screamed and began jumping up and down on the spot, and Vegeta gasped, a small smile appearing on his face.  "It's Trunks."  He explained to Sakura.  "He's from the future, you know, Trunks, only older."  Sakura nodded to show that she understood.  The ship landed several feet from them, and the group ran over to it.

A man climbed slowly out.  He was around twenty years old, and quite tall and muscular.  He had straight, lilac hair down to just above his shoulders, and big blue eyes.  He was wearing black, baggy trousers, a blue t-shirt and a black Capsule Corp. jacket.  He looked up at them all, and waved, before turning back towards his capsule, and reaching in to take something out.  When he emerged, he was cradling a small bundle of blankets in his arms.

Trunks walked over to them smiling, and Bulma threw her arms around him, but he stepped back.  "Be careful! he told her, holding the bundle of blankets close to him as though it was the last thing he had left on Earth.  Bulma looked at him curiously.

"What have you got there? she asked, peering into the bundle.  Trunks smiled and pulled back the blankets to show them.  A small baby lay asleep in the blankets.  The baby had a short lilac hair, and a tiny, pale face.

Trunks smiled at them.  "Her name's Sayoke."  He told them as she shifted in her blankets.  "Is it OK if I get her inside?  She's only a month old."  Gohan nodded, and lead the group back into the house.

Trunks sat at the table and looked at the people sitting around the table, and feeding Sayoke a bottle of milk.  "Wow," he exclaimed as he looked at them.  "You lot sure have changed.  Gohan, you've shot up, but then, so have I for that matter."  He added, looking at Chibi Trunks.  Then he noticed Goten.  "And who's this? he asked in shock.  "A mini Goku?"

Gohan laughed and looked down at Goten.  "Oh, no."  He told him, still smiling.  "This is my little brother Goten.  It's so sad, he never knew Dad, and he never will.  I don't know how I'd live without having known my Dad.  Poor Goten."  Trunks nodded sympathetically, before noticing Sakura.

"Who are you? he asked, looking at her suspiciously, obviously noticing that she had a higher than normal power level.  Sakura jumped, and looked up from Sayoke, who she had been looking at with a smile on her face.  Trunks held Sayoke closer to him protectively, worried that Sakura was not on their side, and planned to hurt her.

Gohan answered for her.  "This is Sakura.  She's a pure blood Saiya-jin.  Her family died trying to save Goten and me from a couple of Nameks, and then she came along and did it herself, beat them by herself.  If it wasn't for her, we'd both be dead."  Trunks looked shocked, but relieved.  He was about to say something to Sakura, when he was interrupted.

"Trunks," Vegeta piped up all of a sudden.  "Tell us some more about this Sayoke kid.  Who the heck is she?"

Trunks stared at him surprised by his sudden outburst.  "She's my daughter."  He told him shortly, and carried on feeding Sayoke.

"I see," Vegeta said, looking at Sayoke.  "And who is her mother?"

Trunks looked up and rubbed his eyes, blinking furiously.  "She was a human called Fuu.  She died about a week ago, when somebody attacked our house looking for me.  I was out with Sayoke, so they killed her instead.  I came here because I didn't want to risk my daughter's life by hanging around."

Vegeta looked stunned.  "A human?", he enquired, swallowing down the rage that was evident in his voice and looking at Trunks as though he was the lowest thing on Earth.  "What happened to cherishing first class Saiya-jin blood.  A fine prince you are."

"Excuse me?", Trunks cried, staring at Vegeta "That's a bit hypocritical isn't it?  I mean mom's a human believe it or not, and I've got a feeling you knew that before you got together with her, so don't have a go at me.  I'm a half-blood, so a little more human blood won't do any harm."

Vegeta looked shocked.  He remembered Trunks as a quiet young man who respected Vegeta's sense of pride.  He would never have answered him in such a manner three years ago.  Then again, before Trunks was born, there were a number of things Vegeta would not have done, like play soccer.  Maybe Sayoke had changed Trunks in a similar way.  Trunks looked at Vegeta for a moment, before standing up and walking Sayoke round the room with her head resting on his shoulder.