The months dragged on after the whole Namek experience, and before anyone knew it, over a year had passed. Goku had finally made his way back home to Earth, and as of now, they had three years until the impending threat of the androids.

A low hum emitted from the gravity pod, in the backyard of Capsule Corp, and a faint red glow escaped through the window, meaning it was in use.

Inside, the control panel flashed the number '300,' indicating what the rooms gravity was enhanced to. The sound of grunting overcame the hum of the pod, as the Saiyan Prince, once again, continued to push himself beyond his physical limits, in his quest to become a Super Saiyan. Only then would he be able to surpass his rival, Kakarot, in power. Once he was able to do that, the androids the boy from the future predicted, would not be a challenge.

Shifting hands, Vegeta continued doing push-ups, despite the exhaustion he felt. He kept his mind on his goal, to give him the motivation to continue, and the hatred for Kakarot, the strength he needed. "You will see, Kakarot... The Saiyan Prince will not fall again!"

"Is Vegeta still training?!" Krillin asked in awe, looking down at the gravity pod. He, Yamcha, Bulma and Oolong were relaxing on one of Capsule Corp's balconies, where they had been for most of the day, and Vegeta hadn't been out once.

Bulma took a sip from her cup, and sighed. "Yeah, that's all he ever does. He said that there's nothing more important than training and getting stronger."

"Maybe he just needs some company, you know, a girlfriend." Yamcha offered, "Because before I started going out with Bulma, I trained almost non-stop."

"That's also because you were afraid of women before you met me." Bulma retorted, causing Krillin and Oolong to chuckle. The woman continued, "Besides, I've already asked him about that too. Vegeta just said that he doesn't want to waste anytime on, as he put it, 'loud-mouth Earth women.'"

"What about a man, then?" Oolong suggested, getting a response of laughter from the three humans. He was being serious.

After a few minutes everyone stopped laughing and looked at each other, all wondering the same thing. "Do you think...?"

"You never know... He does seem pretty obsessed with Goku... It wouldn't surprise me." Yamcha answered, while the others thought about it.

"And even if he isn't, a little male companionship couldn't hurt, since he's not too fond of women. And since we all know that he won't befriend anyone on his own, we should assist him!" Bulma explained, watching her boyfriend's face drop. "What?"

"What would you want to help Vegeta in any way?!"

"Chill out, Yamcha. I just thought that is Vegeta found someone he liked, that maybe he wouldn't be such an ass all of the time. And, like I just said, he won't do it on his own, so that leaves us!"

"I guess you're right... But how are we gonna find somebody? Especially someone who would get along with Vegeta!"

Everyone thought about it for a moment, not thinking of anything. It's not like they could just set Vegeta up with one of the Z-fighters or anything, and they didn't really know anyone else.

Just as they were about to give up hope, Krillin got an idea. A place where you could find any type of person, including someone for that arrogant prick of a Saiyan Prince, Vegeta. "The internet!" The others smiled. Bingo, they had found their answer.

"So, what are we waiting for? Let's go find Vegeta a man!" Bulma stood up, pumping her fist into the air, followed by the others.

Yamcha was the first to go inside, and lead the little group to Bulma's laboratory, where the closest computer was. The woman took the chair, and began typing the web address of one of the local dating sites, while the others watched from behind her.

"Hold on, how do you know any dating sites?" Yamcha questioned his mate suspiciously.

"What? It's not like we've never broken up! Besides, it's not just me, my mom goes on them too. That's how I found out about this one." Bulma giggled at the end of her answer. Bunni was such an amusing woman to have as your mother. Except when she started hitting on Vegeta, then it became creepy.

The page finished loading, and Bulma set the settings to 'Male seeking Male', and to only display matches from people within 100 kilometers, before searching. The search showed a total of 97 results, giving them some hope. One of these guys had to be compatible with Vegeta. Hopefully.

"What about this one?" Oolong wondered, as the ganged reached the 78th result. So far, none of the profiles they looked through could match Vegeta's personality, all of them had said about wanting a more 'sensitive' man, which was something that the Saiyan Prince was clearly not. Things didn't seem too good so far, they were running out of people, and fast.

"Hmm, I don't know if he's really Vegeta's type. Sure, he looks cocky, and is a body builder, but I don't think they would get along. Besides, it says he's looking for someone who also enjoys western music and dancing." Krillin responded, laughing softly at the idea of Vegeta singing western, while square dancing. Very amusing mental images.

Bulma clicked on the mouse to go to the next profile, sighing. "Damn, this isn't looking very good. Maybe we'll have to go with the last guy, he didn't seem that bad."

"Let's look through the rest first, before we make any decisions." Yamcha stated, "Because if we fix Vegeta up with someone he hates, he's gonna want to kill us!" The others nodded in agreement, and kept searching.

Sweat beaded down Vegeta's face, as he collapsed to his knees, panting heavily. The gravity had now been turned up to '320,' and the prince's body couldn't handle the increase.

"Kuso..." the Saiyan swore, pushing himself back up. "I can handle this! I have to... I have to become a Super Saiyan!"

"I think we have a winner!" Bulma exclaimed, having finally found a profile to match Vegeta's personality, not to mention looks. The guy was short, had spiky black hair, black eyes, and a confident, and arrogant look to him. Perfect.

"Let's see, his interests are fighting, arguing, threatening and killing people, and... being a jerk?" Krillin cocked an eyebrow, as he continued to read. "His personality is selfish, annoying, cocky, arrogant, sadistic, and shrimpy?"

"Is that even a personality trait?" Bulma asked aloud, already knowing the answer. "This guy seems a little odd, to say the least, but he does seem to be a good match. Okay, his name is Hiei, and his lives in Sarayashiki City. At least he doesn't live that far away... So, do you want to go with him?"

Everyone else nodded, this 'Hiei' seemed like a match, and they didn't think they could find anyone better. After all, he was their 92nd result, and it didn't seem likely to find someone suiting for Vegeta in the last five results.

Just for the hell of it, Yamcha decided to read what else Hiei's profile had to say. "Man, listen to this, it says that his turn ons include being called his pet names; 'Shrimp' and 'Hamster Legs', and playing with his sword." The man contemplating which context the last part was to be taken in, and decided that Hiei meant playing with a weapon, not... something else.

"So, I guess we should email him." the woman of the group opened a new browser, and loaded hotmail. After typing in Hiei's email address 'hunnybunny14 at yuyunet dot com', she began writing a short letter, which said;

Dear Hiei,

I saw your profile on Z-Date, and am interested in getting together with you some time. We share many of the same interests, and live close to each other. I only live in West City. Well, if you are interested in getting together as well, email me back at BlueHairedGenious at capsulecorpmail dot com.

Thanks, and hope to hear from you soon,

-Vegeta

"You know, Vegeta would kill you if he saw that, right?" Yamcha asked, and Bulma nodded, adding a picture of Vegeta to the email. "And why didn't you give him Vegeta's email address, if he has one..."

"Because, one, Vegeta knows nothing about computers, and two, he can't know about this yet. We have to wait, and arrange a date before we tell him. Also, I like my email!" Bulma answered, smiling. Mission complete. Now, all they could do was wait, and hope that Hiei would respond...

"Come on... Come on... No, dammit!" Kuwabara yelled in frustration, "That was my last life too... I suck at Pacman!"

"Hn, you suck at everything." Hiei corrected the boy, beginning to get annoyed with him. The demon was sitting on a nearby window ledge, and had been putting up with Kuwabara yelled about his stupid ningen entertainment all day. What was that thing called again... A computer?

The orange haired teen glared at Hiei, "Watch it, hamster legs!" Suddenly, a message appeared on the computer screen, 'You've got mail.' Wondering who it could be, Kuwabara clicked to read the email, and smiled at what he saw. "Speaking of hamster legs..."

Hiei cocked his head slightly towards the computer, to see what it had to do with him. He knew that he was the only one who Kuwabara referred to as 'hamster legs.' Lucky him...

"Hey, Urameshi, check this out!" Kuwabara called for his best friend, who came right to where he was.

"What do you want now? More Pacman help? A better hair cut?" Yusuke asked, in his usual, sarcastic tone.

"Ha-ha, very funny." Kuwabara mock laughed, "No, I want you to see this!" the boy pointed to the email from Bulma. "Remember this?"

Yusuke read over the message, and almost fell on the floor laughing. "H-he actually got a response!" The spirit detective couldn't believe it. He and Kuwabara had put that profile up for Hiei a couple of months ago, to get back at him for being a jerk, making it as messed up as they could, but still being honest. Maybe not about the 'turn ons' thing, but hell, you never know.

Kuwabara had joined his friend, and was now literally in tears from laughing. "What are we gonna do? Are we gonna reply?"

"Don't be a dumbass, of course we are. And, we're going to set up a date with this 'Vegeta' guy."

"Do you think the shrimp would actually go on it though? He's not exactly the dating type, besides, he freak anyone out!"

Yusuke clicked to see the photo that was attached, and began laughing again. "I don't think you have to worry about Hiei freaking this guy out! And yeah, I know a way to make Hiei go on this date."

Luckily, for the sake of the two boys, Hiei had dozed off, and hadn't heard anything they had said. Lucky for them, and unlucky for him...

Clicking 'reply', Yusuke took over the computer, and began typing the message back...

To be continued...

A/N: Yet another fic from me, even though I have like five already started. Anyway, I'm trying out a new genre (romance), and a different writing style for me, and more descriptive, and this fic is my guinea pig. Well, there will eventually be romance, but not for alittle while. By the way, the email addy's are like they are 'cause you can't type full ones. Well, hope y'all liked the first chapter! Also, this is under DBZ because I wanna try to mostly have DBZ stuff in it, and, well, noone ever goes to the crossovers section!

Please review, tell me if I should continue. :)