"Come one you guys, let's go." Goku said, landing in front of Gohan and Goten.
"What happened?" his eldest son asked.  Goku shrugged.
"He wouldn't tell me, but it was something bad.  I want you guys to go home.  I've got some things to do."  His boys nodded, confused, but they took off in the direction of their home.  Goku gritted his teeth.  He'd never seen Vegeta so upset, whatever had happened, he had to find out, and Bulma was the only person who'd tell him.  He took off towards Capsule Corporation.

Vegeta sighed as he watched Goku fly off.  He knew exactly where he was going, and why.  The corner of his mouth turned up in a resemblance of a smirk, but instantly faded into a frown.  At least there was one person he could trust.  But it wasn't the person he wanted.  He sighed and swam deeper into the water, lost in his thoughts.

Bulma was sitting at her kitchen table staring at the newspaper in front of her until the print blurred together in a meaningless jumble.  She couldn't stop thinking about Vegeta.  Her heart ached at the thought of him.  The police had come after she'd called last night and taken away Shiro's body.  They questioned her but it was obvious that she wasn't capable of the type of damage inflicted on the corpse.  She'd told them who'd done it but also explained who he was and that there was no way in hell they could arrest him.  No bars could hold him, no police could subdue him.  She just didn't want to get blamed for Shiro's death and that was all.  There was no point in looking for him.  They would never find him.
She was jerked from her reverie by a tap at the door.  Bulma leapt to her feet, hoping with all her heart that it was Vegeta at the door, even thought she knew it wasn't.  He never used the door, much less knocked on one.
"Son Kun!" she cried, seeing Goku behind the door.  But one look at his grim face, and the happy exclamation died on her lips.  "What is it?"  Goku ignored the question and swept past her, slamming the door behind him.
"Sit down." He ordered.  Bulma quickly obeyed and plopped down on the couch.  She'd never seen Goku look so.. disturbed or speak so harsh.  She felt fear growing in the pit of her stomach.
"What's wrong?" she whispered.  He paced back and forth in front of her before settling down and coming to a stop right in front of her.
"What did you do to Vegeta?" he asked quietly.  Bulma lowered her head, dread enveloping her.  She couldn't lie to Goku, even though she highly doubted that Vegeta had told him what happened.
"I.." she mumbled something so quietly even Goku couldn't hear her.
"What?" he snapped.  Bulma's head snapped up, her eyes full of tears.  Goku felt sorry for her, but he had to know what was wrong.
"I.. cheated on him.." she whispered.  Goku's eyes widened and he fell back a step.
"What? Why on earth would you do that?" Goku cried, his voice rising. "Why Bulma?"  she started to sob, her whole body shaking.
"It was.. the only thing I could do.. to make him hurt like I have time and again." She sobbed.  Goku was shocked.  He never expected such a heartless action to come from Bulma of all people.
"After all the times Yamcha cheated on you.." he said.  "You know how it feels, how could you?"
"I don't know!!" she screamed, jumping to her feet.  "I did it to hurt him! I did it because he said he hated me and I believed him! I did it because if he really loves me he wouldn't have done the things he has!" she stared at the ground, her hands clenched into small fists.  "I know it was wrong, and I know he'll never forgive me because I don't deserve his forgiveness." She began to cry harder.  Goku felt his throat tighten.  He couldn't stand to see anyone in so much pain.  He drew her close and enveloped her in a hug, letting her cry.
"Shhh.." he whispered.  She continued to cry for awhile and eventually her cries died down to sniffles and hiccups.
"Would you take Trunks to see him? He really misses Vegeta." she asked when she could talk again.  Goku said that he would.  "Tell him for me, tell him I'm sorry.  I know I don't deserve him.  But tell him I'll do anything.." she burst into tears again.  Goku sighed.  He didn't know it was going to be like this.  He felt torn between his two friends, but he hoped that things would fix themselves.
"I've got to go.  Where's Trunks?" Goku said.
"Outside, I think." Bulma sniffed.  Goku released her and patted her on the shoulder.
"Try to relax, Bulma.  I'm sure everything will work out." He smiled and left.  Bulma sat back down on the couch.
"I hope your right, Goku.  But this time, I'm not so sure."

Trunks sat in his little sand box playing with his little plastic animals.  He had taken small branches and stuck them in the sand and had a hose running up to the edge of the sand box, creating a little waterfall and stream.  The branches looked like little trees as if he had created a tiny forest for his toys. (I used to do this ^.^) Goku smiled as he walked up to the boy.
"Hey Trunks, whatcha doin'?" the little boy looked up, brightening as he saw Goku.
"Playin'." He said.
"You wanna go see you dad?" Goku asked.  Trunks leapt to his feet, a huge grin on his face.
"Yes! Yes!" he cried.  Goku smiled, but he was sad that Trunks obviously missed Vegeta so much.
"Did your pap teach you how to fly yet?" he asked.  Trunks nodded proudly.  "Okay then, follow me."  He hovered in the air, and took off going slow enough so that Trunks wouldn't have to overly exert himself.  In about a half hour they were at the lake.  Vegeta was gutting a huge fish he'd caught next to a huge fire.
"Papa!!" Trunks cried flying into Vegeta's arms.  Vegeta was caught off guard and tumbled back with his son, the fish flying out of his hands.
"Trunks.." he murmured.  He hadn't realized how much he'd missed the brat until now.  He wrapped his arms around his son and held on for dear life.  After awhile he pulled Trunks off of him.  The boy's shoulder was digging into his throat, making it difficult to breathe.  "Papa, why have you been gone so long?" Trunks asked, his eyes filling with tears.  Vegeta felt his heart constrict.
"Don't cry." He said.  He wiped the tears off of Trunks' cheeks.  "You mother and I aren't.. getting along."  Trunks sat in his lap, Vegeta played with his silky hair for a moment, thinking of Bulma.  He frowned,  he missed his son, to hell with pride, he could at least admit it to himself.
"Why not?" Trunks asked.
"Don't worry about it.  How did you get here?" he asked.
"I flew.  Goku-san brought me here."
"Oh really? And where is that dolt I wonder?"  He scanned the area and spotted Goku halfway down the lake.  He was glad the moron had sense to leave him alone with his son.  He smiled.  "You hungry?" Vegeta asked.  Trunks nodded eagerly, licking his lips.  Vegeta grinned until he saw the fish.  "Damn it!" it was covered in dirt, and its guts were splayed across the ground.  He wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I'm not gonna eat this now.  Well…"  he looked at Trunks.  "You've caught fish before, right?" the boy shook his head.  Vegeta frowned.  "Well, now your going to learn how."  Trunks grinned, jumping up and down.

Goku, Trunks, and Vegeta sat before the fire cooking six huge filets.  Goku had found the picnic basket he'd brought earlier in the day when he'd gone fishing with Gohan and Goten.  Apparently they'd forgotten to take the basket with them.  He pulled out a few lemons and a few bottles of spices.  He sprinkled lemon pepper and salt on each filet as it roasted.
"Are they done yet?" Trunks whined.  Vegeta gritted his teeth.  He hated when his son whined, he got it from Bulma.  ::Err. Damn her...:: he thought, he had tried all day not to think about her, but now that he did, he couldn't stop.  He hated to admit it, but he missed her.  He couldn't believe he was still bonded to her after what she'd done.  He shook his head with a sigh.
Goku had been watching Vegeta all night.  He was glad that Trunks was so happy to be with his father, and Vegeta's mood had definitely lifted as well, but he could sense that the dark cloud hovering around the Prince had returned.  They ate in silence.

Trunks had fallen asleep in Vegeta's arms as they headed back towards civilization.
"You wanna stay at my place Vegeta?" Goku asked.  "I can take Trunks home."  Vegeta frowned, but nodded.  He gave his son a final squeeze and handed his son over to Goku.  "Okay, just go to my house then, I'll be there in a few."  Vegeta simply nodded again.  He dropped down to the ground and decided he'd walk to the Son house.

Goku flew to his house as quickly as he could and when he got there noticed that Vegeta hadn't arrived yet.  He ran inside and found ChiChi watching the news.
"ChiChi, I need to talk to you, it's really important." He said standing in front of the tv.  ChiChi  patted the empty space on the couch next to her and Goku sat down.
"What's wrong?" she asked, her features softened into concern.  Goku sighed.
"I invited Vegeta to stay with us for awhile." ChiChi frowned.
"Why? He and Bulma are still fighting?" Goku sighed again.
"If I tell you do you promise not to say a word to anyone?" he asked seriously.  ChiChi nodded.  "Well, Bulma cheated on him." He said, bluntly.  ChiChi's eyes widened, her mouth open as a gasp escaped her.  Her hand shot up to her lips.
"No!" she said.  Goku nodded.  "I can't believe it! Why would she do such a thing?" Goku shrugged.  She'd had her reasons, but they didn't seem good enough to him.
"I know Vegeta can be a tough guy, but I also know he would never do a thing like that to her.  I can't really believe it myself.  But I just wanted you to know.  I didn't want you to be angry."  ChiChi smiled and patted Goku's hand, she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.
"I'm not angry, Goku.  He's your friend and you always do what you can to help your friends.  He can stay as long as he has to.  But, you two are going to have to help me with food.  It's hard enough to afford feeding three Saiyans.  Four is going to be extra difficult."
"Hai ChiChi!  We will!"  he jumped up from the couch and was about to go find Vegeta when he suddenly stopped.  He leaned forward and gave ChiChi a passionate kiss.  "I love you ChiChi!" he said and then raced out the door.  ChiChi smiled and sighed, turning the TV back on.
"I love you too, Goku."