Summary: They've all been livng their lives in piece, living a rountine of normalcy which, to the, felt boring. But when their old pal Goku moves to West City perminantly, things once againg turn lively for the 'Z gang'. (Pairings: Goku/Chi Chi, Vegeta/Bulma, Krillin/18(Lazuli in this story), Gohan/Videl, and many more)

Author's note: This is my first big fanfic based on a modern AU of the DBZ universe involving all my favourite pairings, enjoy!

Declaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters (Toriyama has that privilege really), except the plot.

"Goku, dear, is that all the boxes from the bedrooms?" called a woman with long hair pulled into a low pony-tail, carrying a cardboard box labelled 'baby toys' toward the door of her soon to be 'old' home.

"Yeah chi," said Goku walking into the living room carrying a single box labelled 'Tournament memories', "This is the only thing that was left, so we should all be ready to get moving now." He walked outside and grinned at the sight of his oldest son, 12 year old Gohan, trying to help his grandfather with loading the sofa into the moving truck.

Bardock, already halfway in the truck with said furniture, telling his grandson to 'put his back into it'. He looked up and he spotted his second son strolling. "Kakarot! Seeing as your hands are free, you can come lend a hand with this thing!" he yelled to Goku.

Goku laughed at the scene before him. His father had always been an impatient man, always wanting to get thing done as quick as possible. You'd think a former military Squad captain would have more patients but no, not Son Bardock. He was a tough guy, a true soldier in his time, but now he makes his living as a simple butcher alongside his wife, Gine, back in west City.

Goku chuckled and walked over to where his son stood, trying to keep the sofa from falling to the ground. "Hey buddy, you take this to the car, and I'll take it from here." he said, using his free hand to hold the large piece of furniture while handing over the box to Gohan' hands now free. "Okay dad." with the box in hand, Gohan walked over to the families main car.

In one swift motion, Goku lifted sofa high enough for Bardock to pull it in completely.

"Thanks again for helping us with the move move pops." Bardock looked down at his son and smirk, "Well, couldn't just leave everything to you now could I? Knowing you, you'd probably forget half to bring half the stuff first time round, eh Kid?". Goku just laughed and scratched the back of his head.

His father had a point. He was often absent-minded like that sometime, especially when in a rush. Actually, it was his wife's idea to call for more muscle when they first planned the move.

(Two weeks before)

"Moving?" asked a surprised looking Gohan who, at the moment, was sat on the living room floor sitting next to his baby brother ,Goten, who was lying on a blanket.

Goku and Chi Chi looked at their two sons with soft eyes and gentle smiles. "That right honey, your father has just been offered a better Paying job at a dojo down in West City. Just think, a bigger house, no more home schooling, and its right near the Capsule corporation building which means will get to see Bulma, her family and the rest of the gang." Chi Chi explain, "What do you think sweetie?".

Gohan looked at both his parents, his face turning from surprise to excitement. 'Wow! West City! That means I get Aunt Bulma, Uncle Krillin, Mr. Piccolo and EVERYONE again! And not just for a visit!'. Gohan had always been close to his parents friends, they were practically his family, beside grandpa Bardock and grandma Gine, and to learn he was moving right near was great! It would be like a whole new adventure in the big city. "I think its a great idea! I get to see everybody again and I to learn more at a new school! This is awesome you guys!" Gohan leaped up of the floor to hug his mother and father.

"wow," said Goku in surprise, looking at Chi Chi, "I didn't think he would handle the as good as this. Anyway," he looked to to Gohan, "We'll be moving in about two week, since we already found a great house near the Dojo, so its just gonna be me and you moving all the stuff bud.".

"Actually I think it be best if we bring another pair of hands to help out with this." said Chi Chi. "Your not exactly someone with great memory when it comes to organising thing Goku."

"What? Common chi that's not true, what about the time when... I mean when I...or the time..." Goku stammered while trying to prove his point. His wife stared at him with a blank look a raised eyebrow. He sighed. He knew he lost.

"All right," Goku said giving in, "but who?".

Chi Chi brought her hand up to rest it on her chin. "Well...what about your father? He's not the most patient of people, but he's organized and gets the job done. Give him a call and see if he'll help." Goku nodded and pulled his phone from his pocket and dialled up the number that would get him through to his old man.

He waited for a few until he heard the gruff 'What?' from the other end of the line,

"Hey pops, listen I need a favour..."

Goku Jumped out of the truck, Bardock in tow, and made his way to the Car which contained small boxes of household objects and the rest of his family, with Gohan sitting in the back next to a strapped-in Goten, who was currently taking a nap, and Chi Chi sitting in the front seat.

Goku opened the car door and sat down in the drivers seat, looking at the rear-view mirror on his side. He saw his father locking up the back of the truck, walking around to the front of it and hoping in the drivers seat. "Looks like we're all done now. Next stop, West City" Cheered Goku. Gohan cheered along side him, while Chi Chi just giggled at the behaviour.

Goku started up the car and drove down the road, Bardock and the truck in tow. He smiled. 'Gohan was right,' he thought, 'this is gonna be great!'.

(Next Time...)

Bulma bolted into the room dubbed as 'The training chamber', to see her husband beating the living hell out of a punching bag chained to a rail. Their son, 1 year old (going on 2) sitting in his carrier, watching his father as he trained. "Vegeta!" she called, pulling the fighter out of his focus. He turned to look at her, a scowl on his face. "What is it Woman? I though I said not to interrupt me unless it was serious."

"This is serious, jerk! I just got off the phone with Chi Chi, and she told me that Goku Got offered a job down near that Dojo by the compound. They're all moving down here!" Bulma finished with a grin.

Vegeta's shocked face quickly faded into a look of annoyance. "you've got to be Joking..."

How was that? It was my first fanfiction so sorry if its not the best piece of literature. Please read and review (Some pointer on how to do better maybe?).