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Summary: What would've happen if Chi-chi was to caught up on her grief? And was unintentionally pushing her children away? What if Gohan thought that his Mom was pushing him away because he killed his Dad? What would happen to the new born baby of the Son household?

Son Goten. A child of pure happiness and innocence. A naive, gullible and not-so-smart child. A perfect copy of his father in more ways than one.

That's what all of them thought.

But they could never be more wrong.

He was smart.

But, no one really noticed that. No one realized that he can already talk at the age of six months nor write at the age of eighteen months.

Because, simply, no one cared.

When he was at the peak of his eleven months of age, he decided to walk.

Of course, he didn't get very far but he managed to reach one colorful book that was surrounding the place.

Then he decided to read.

The eleven month baby only got bits and pieces, but he could understand one word.

'Family'.

And the very next day the baby decided to reach one of those big books that an older boy used.

He understood everything in the dictionary at the age of seventeen months, but apparently it was in English.

Which neither occupants knew much less speak, and no one really understood what the baby was babbling about, so he decided to stop.

At the age of two the boy, saw a boy around his age or maybe even older, in front of the house. He had lavender hair, which he was sure was rare, with blue eyes and sharp features.

He looked so happy with a aquamarine-haired woman and black haired man. And the lavender haired boy was wearing a smile that can rival the sun.

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The boy noted that, that was the first time he saw somebody smile like that.

There was a knock, and the young two year old decided to call one of the occupants of the house.

It didn't cross the young infant's mind that the occupants of the house were actually his family. And the two year old didn't notice that he didn't call it 'home'.

He walked gracefully to the room of the nice lady, who was always feeding him. He was sure that she was probably crying over that picture again.

The same picture the older boy always looked at, at night. While holding a cutter at his hand and tears streaming down his face. But the young boy knew he wouldn't cut himself.

Because, he just knew.

Turns out the young boy didn't need to go to the nice lady's room, because the nice lady heard it already.

When the boy saw the nice lady, he made an 'up' gesture. Which the nice lady did albeit with a strained smile.

He decided to enjoy it for all it's worth.

When the nice lady reached the door, she let the child down. He forced down the depression that he felt and just grasped the nice lady's dress, like a life line.

The nice lady drew a breath and let it all out and to the child she looked nervous. Nervous of what? He didn't know.

He saw the same people from earlier. An aquamarine haired woman, a black haired man and a lavender haired boy.

What surprised the child most was that the black haired man quickly snapped his gaze to him with a look that he can't quite discern. Shock? Disbelief? Anger? The young child most definitely didn't know what the various emotions that seemed to appear on the stranger eye's meant.

But he felt that he could trust him.

Which was wierd in itself. But what shocked him the most was that he could sense him. He was sure that he made his presence as tiny as he can, but the man with flame like hair noticed him within seconds. (And made him mentally pout at the thought.)

And throwing a glance at the other people at the door he was relieved to see that none of them noticed him, he was also betting that the nice lady forgot him at some point too.

When the child glanced at the clock he noticed that only a minute passed, and he was starting to wonder if time does go slower when your a child. (Which he quickly squished the idea on his mind before it can fully form)

The stranger nodded at the young boy. And for the life of him, he doesn't understand why such a small action brought tears in his eyes (which he quickly blinked away).

And the two never noticed the young lavender haired child look curiously at them, to satisfy his curiousity he decided to tug his Mom's dress to bring her attention on him.

The child noticed that his actions also brought the attention of the black haired woman, but he didn't care and shrugged and pointed a chubby finger at the direction of his Dad and the black haired boy.

Chi-chi

Chi-chi was nervous. This was the first time that somebody visted their home in years. Her Papa was too busy with his kingdom, that he had no time to visit her daughter's family instead she was the one who went to him. Which was rarely.

Nobody knows about her second child. Even Gohan doesn't know about him, which she makes sure of.

After Bulma knew about the androids she made bracelets that would make your ki disappear and untraceable, unfortunately it only worked on babies.

When Goku wasn't in the living realm anymore everyone was in shock and to think that after the Cell Games she would've told him about the baby.

Well, she was heart broken.

And when they were about to go home (to cope with the loss of Goku) Trunks' bracelet was left at the front yard.

And she took it for future use.

Gohan too was gone from home for a while, but she knew nobody can't hurt her eldest child.

She gave birth to him, while Gohan was gone and quickly put the bracelet on his wrist.

At first she was shocked and then that shock became a sort of despair and sadness, when she realized that their second child looked exactly like his father.

She was in tears. For a long time she thought about what he would do to him, she came up with a blank and decided to raise him secretly.

Which she did successfully...

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Until now it seems.

Vegeta

Kakarrot's wife was keeping a secret. Well 'was' being the key word.

If she wanted to keep it a secret she should've hidden the child in one of the rooms.

The only reason I could sense him was because he was right in front of me. For an infant that's a feat.

Looks like I can train Trunks earlier than I thought.

He managed to make his ki so small that if he wasn't in front of me I would've missed it.

Kakarrot's wife has some explaining to do, not to me I could care less, but to my wife.

I kinda feel sorry for her.

Youngest member of the Son Household

Before the black haired child knew it, the nice lady was crying. So he quickly went beside her and asked:

"Are you alright?"

That only made her cry harder. He didn't notice the dumbstruck aquanette lady and the boy beaming with happiness for a possible playmate.

Apparently, the nice lady made a racket or the boy's hearing is just that good.

Because the boy appeared out of nowhere and fretted about his Mom. And out of the corner of the two year olds eye he saw a green man.

That was when it all went downhill.

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MJ