DBGT: The Potara Fusion Chapter 2

Chapter 2: To the Rescue

Bulma rolled her eyes as she sat next to Chi Chi on the couch, attempting to comfort her friend. Crying profusely within Bulma's home, Chi Chi wailed in agony.

"Why are all of my children delinquents?!?"

Bulma sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Chi Chi, I'm sure they're fine. Just because they barge out without a moment's notice doesn't mean they are delinquents."

Chi Chi immediately stopped her crying, glaring back at Bulma.

"You don't know what it's like!! Vegeta's been with you since you two married while Goku gets turned into a child and never steps foot into our home!!"

Bulma blinked, going on the defensive.

"What does that have to do with your children being delinquents?"

She immediately face palmed, realizing the set up Chi Chi always makes whenever something goes wrong within her family.

"IF THEY HAD A REAL FATHER, THEY WOULDN'T BE ACTING LIKE THIS!!!"

Bulma prepared to open her mouth to speak, but stopped as she felt a small breeze brush against her legs. She blinked in confusion, before glancing over her shoulder to see what the commotion was.

"Bulma."

Bulma blinked, studying the new appearance in somewhat shock and confusion as he made his way into the room from the open balcony. She studied him, taking note of his appearance. He looked almost identical to Goku, even wearing the same gi that he used to wear back before the end of the Buu Crisis. However, the colors were inverted, along with the fact that his hairstyle and eyes were completely different.

She rubbed her chin, thinking for a moment, but stopped as she noticed who he was carrying. Resting in his muscluar arms was Bulla, covered in burn marks and scratches from the recent events.

"Bulla!!"

Bulma and Chi Chi both rose to their feet, and the mysterious figure responded by walking forward. He brushed past them, gently resting Bulla down onto the couch they had been sitting on. Bulma rushed down to her unconscious daughter, kneeling next to the couch. She watched over Bulla for a few moments, making sure she was breathing.

"She'll be ok. The damage wasn't too severe."

Bulma glanced over her shoulder, staring at the man's back. He had already made his way back to the balcony door.

"Who are you?"

Bulma practically felt the trademark pride emulate off of the man, noticing his half smirk. He glanced back over to the two women, and raised an eyebrow.

"What do you call a Vegeta and a Goku?"

Without waiting for a response, the man shot back into the night sky, leaving behind a pair of confused women next to an unconscious teenage girl.