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A/N: Um this is a T/P I am not going to say anything about the age difference in this whole story because I couldn't care less about it. I'd luv reviews, good and bad. This is the first story I have ever posted so hopefully it will fit your standards.
I sat next to my bedroom window with a sigh. I was one of the most powerful men in the world. I ran a huge company, was one of the most Handsome men in the world, and I was a Prince of all Sayajins! So what the hell was wrong with me!? I felt so… alone, and empty.
I had been in my bedroom for more than a week now. I never talked to anyone and hardly ate. You could say that I was kind of in Depression.
I watched as my best friend chased my sister around the yard playfully. I was envious of them, yet I didn't know why. Could it be because they didn't have all the responsibilities I had? I assumed that was the reason but a small voice in the back of my head thought otherwise.
'It's because they have each other.' It said. My eyes widened. Could it be that I really wanted a mate? I shook my head to clear my mind. That could be the reason. I was 32, way past mating age in my dad's standards. He had told me of this many times. My father didn't seem to understand how hard it was to find women when you were the most eligible bachelor in the world. Women literally flung themselves on my feet. How was I supposed to find a mate when all of them only wanted money or power?
Sighing again I moved away from the window and moved back to my bed. I needed someone to talk to. Someone I could trust. If I told my father he would most likely go and pick a mate for me, and if I told my mother she would just tell him. Bra and Goten wouldn't understand.
The person I really needed at the moment was Pan. She was away at college though. I glanced at the calendar and noticed that she it was the beginning of summer for her already, and it was her last year.
I knew she already had a job and a house in New York, so she would probably be staying there for a while. Should I go see her? Glancing around at the untidy bedroom I decided it was much better than moping around here.
I quickly encapsuled some things and after a shower headed downstairs. My mom looked up in surprise and my father stopped eating to glance at me.
"Have fun in New York, Brat." He said with a smirk. I put on my jacket before turning to my father.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" I said curiously. He smirked even wider and began to eat again. Shrugging I walked outside and took off.
(End of Chap. 1)
A/N: Well, there is one Chapter done. Keep looking for chapter 2: One too many