Summary: Set around the time when Goku met Bulma on earth. 10 years ago, 17 year old Vegeta meets a girl. 10 years have passed. The Saiyan Prince escapes from Frieza and sets out to find her, knowing only one thing-her name.

This chapter is told from Vegeta's POV.

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True love-if forgotten, it is never lost. But if lost, is never forgotten.

I had eliminated all the planet's native life forms. That was my job. It wasn't an easy job, it was demanding-it required smarts, speed, strength and skills. I had all four.

I never did my job willingly. I enjoy killing, i admit that. But to know that every living being i kill, i take one step in helping the Cold empire-it makes me want to puke. To them, i was some loyal dog, a weak, disposable slave. The reason i lasted was to be Frieza's personal pet, to be his favorite toy for him to beat up and torment.

I hate him. Frieza. The bane of my life.

My scouter picks up a ki nearby. It just appeared out of nowhere-must be a glitch. Impossible for a person to just appear like that-i killed everyone. I know i did. Years with the same routine one would learn to wipe a planet clean-fast and efficient, no mistakes.

The mysterious ki is moving. I frown, it seems like I've really missed one. Even so, it's most probably an animal of some sort. The cities have been vacant-credits to me, of course. I fly towards it immediately-to end it's life.

I see it. No, not it, HER. That animal is a female. And it was not an animal.

She looks around frantically-she hasn't noticed me perched on a rock, watching her. "Hello?" She calls out. Obviously no survival skills-she would have been detected and killed immediately.

The female amuses me. She's different. Almost familiar.

"Anyone here? Hello?" She continues yelling. Blue, what a strange colour. I have never seen a creature the likes of her, with such stunning blue locks. And in such odd fashion too, a knee-high skirt and tight shirt. If there were people here, she would have been grabbed and raped.

I hop off my rock and land silently behind her. She still doesn't notice me-what poor observation skills. She wouldn't last an hour out here.

I tap her on the shoulder. Lightly. She has an unbelievably low ki, if i used any strength i might have broken her bones. She shrieks and turns around.

When she saw me, she clasped her mouth. Blue eyes. Like her hair. What a ridiculous color. She would be spotted by anyone a mile away with that coloring.

"Oh Kami." She breathes. I observe her. She sees me checking her out, and blushes slightly. I have to admit, she's hot. Not the slutty kind of hot. She's beautiful-I've seen better, but there's something about her that turns me on.

I smirk. "What are you doing here?" She opens her mouth to reply, then hesitates, "I... I don't know. Where am i? Where's everyone else?" I smirk wider-completely clueless. Maybe she lost her memory?

"Are you from this planet?" A state of confusion washes over her face, she blinks at me for a while. She has no idea what I'm saying. Where is she from? I'm curious.

"Ye...yes." She stammers, looking at me. She's lying. "You look nothing like the inhabitants from this planet, and your ki is too low to be theirs. Tell me the truth." I growl at her. She backs away, face paled. I smell her fear, it excites me.

"I came on vacation..." She spluttered, eyes wide in shock. Her eyes are bright. Large and beautiful. An extotic colour, but nice all the same.

"Is that so?" I walk around her, surveying her intently. "Where is your ship then?" Her face pales. "It...it cr-crashed. I ca-can't fi...fix it." She stammered. She's lying. And blushing. I can't help but smirk-I know I look good. "Like what you see, girl?"

She gasps. Her eyes are no longer on my face, but on my tail. I growl inwardly-i never let my tail out like that. Somehow it unraveled itself from my waist-that doesn't happen often, only when I'm comfortable. And currently, I wasn't. "Oh Kami. Just like Goku…" She breathes.

"What?" I snap. Who the heck is Goku? "Goku's um... my... pet." She replies hurriedly. I know she's lying. I growl at her, she shrinks back.

"You're hurt." She states. I frown, she's right. Their defense system is-or rather, was pretty sophisticated. I don't know where she got that courage in her, but she took a step closer to me and placed a hand on my broken shoulder.

I wince, it hurts. Her touch is soft and gentle. "It's broken." She notices. I shrug her off, "Well none of your business, girl." She frowns at me-she looks particularly beautiful like that. "Let me help you." I growl at her again. "No." She narrows her eyes at me.

"You WILL let me help you, whether you like it or not." She grabs me roughly by the shoulder and attempts to pull me away. Though hurt, I am by far the stronger. "Girl, let go of me before I blast you to oblivion." She whips around at me, giving me a glare that could match mine. Secretly, I'm impressed.

"Shut up. If you want to blast me, go ahead. But I'm warning you, you will regret it."

This time, I let her pull me away.

"Do you know who i am, girl?" "Does it matter?" She asked tiredly. "I am Prince Vegeta of the saiyans." She stopped abruptly and turned to face him. "Prince? You're a... a Prince?" She gasped.

"Is that not what i said, girl?" Her reaction to this is amusing, she placed her hand on her chest and stared at me wide-eyed. "Woah."

Then, as if nothing happened, she continued to drag me away. I stared at her back amused-she knows I'm a prince, yet she still puts that rude attitude?! What an interesting character.

She brings me to a fallen building. Pulling out a stool she kicks it over and points at it. "Sit." She orders, not bothering to turn around. I growl at her, but decide to comply. For now. From her pocket she pulls out a small capsule. "What is that supposed to do? Choke me?" I comment. She turns to face me, smirking, her hair falling elegantly over her face. "That just shows how much you know, your highness." She pushes a button and tosses it to the ground.

There's a puff of smoke, and a kit appears in it's place. "Wha-" I have never seen anything like that before-what kind of trick is this? "It's called a hoipoi capsule, my dad and I invented it. It's not a trick or anything, it's technology." She answers my question. Like she can read my mind! I snort.

She pulls out a jar and tears off my sleeve. I'm too stunned to retaliate, so she rubs some weird ointment on my shoulder. Finally she frowns and tugs at my armor, "Take this off. It's a hindrance." What?! That nerve!

"Girl, i am a-" "-prince, yeah? I get it. Now take it off, before i do it." She crosses her arms and glares at me. I snarl, and try to get it off. But i realize i can't, my shoulder hurts too much. I think she noticed my difficulty, she places a hand on my armor and smiles. "I'll help."

"Girl..." i warn. She rolls her eyes. "May i assist in taking off your armor for you, your Highness?" Her voice dripping with sarcasm. I open my mouth to retort, but then she surprises me by plopping down on my lap and looking at me straight in the eyes.

"Look, i want to help you, but you're not making this easy. Let me help you get better. Please." There. I see it in her eyes-concern. For me. No one has ever showed me anything remotely similar before. I nod,and she flashes me a beautiful smile.

When she removes my armor, I don't protest though it hurts. She continues to smear the ointment on me, then bandages my wounds. While she's working, i watch her. She has beautiful curves.

"Are you hungry?" She asks. I cock my head sideways. "I'll take that as a yes." She removes another one of those capsule thingies and out pops out a fridge. She takes out some meat, fish, vegetables, then frowns. "I suppose i could start a fire, or..." she frowns, thinking.

I roll my eyes. "That just shows, how much you know, girl." I mock. She crosses her arms and shoots me an inquisitive look. I form in my palm a ki-blast, then burns the broken table. She gasps-this is obviously new to her.

The table-or the remains of it, burns. She feeds some furniture to the fire then begins to cook food. I sit on a rock, watching her. She's attractive when she works.

An hour passes. She has everything ready. "I don't cook as well as my mum." She states, popping a tart into her mouth. She watches me while i eat, mildly surprised and amused. She tosses her hair behind her head. "Hey, Vegeta."

I turn towards her. "What are saiyans?"

I stop eating. "Saiyans are a powerful warrior race. We all have a tail, that allows us to unlock our Oozaru state. Also, we have black hair. My planet was destroyed when i was a child." She nods, deep in thought. Then, "How many of you are left?" I look at her. Why is she so interested in saiyans? "There are three of us left."

She nods. Then she looks at me,a little nervous. "Um...Does your Oozaru thing happen to involve turning into a giant monkey under the full moon?" I glance back at her shocked. "How would you know that?" I narrow my eyes, and she flinches. "Lucky guess?"

"I don't like people lying to me, girl." I snarl. She cowers slightly, her eyes still on me.

"I'm tired." She whispers. I ignore her. She frowns at me, but fishes out a blanket and wraps herself in in. She lays by the fire with her back towards me. I sigh and walk out-I was still hurt, but currently had a lot on my mind.

I guess it must have been a few hours or so, when i return the fire had diminished to a few glowing embers. I spare a glance at the blue-haired girl, and saw her curled up under her blanket, shivering. I shake my head-what a pathetic creature and lies by the ash.

Eyes open. I roll on my side to face the girl, who is still shivering. All i had to do to keep warm is raise my ki, but I doubt that such a weak creature had an ability like that-why would I care? It would be none of my concern should she live of freeze to death. Yet…

It is such an odd feeling. A mixture of care, worry and ...guilt? What had made me feel this way? Now I couldn't sleep. I blink, and she is still in the same position. She must be freezing. I growl inwardly and try to shrug off the feeling i have inside.

Such an annoying emotion. I realise that the knots in my stomach would not let me sleep.

"Girl…" I growl. No response. "Girl! Wake up!" I snap, my patience wearing thin. I hear a groan, then she rolls over. "What?" Her voice sounds tired, but she seems annoyed.

"Are you cold?" I ask." Her features soften. "What?" she repeats. "I asked, are you cold?" She brings her blanket tighter around her, and nods. "Come here." Her expression was one of shock, then of embarrassment. She blushes, "You want us to… share body heat?"

I feel my own blush rising. Thank kami it was dark out. "Yes girl now come." I roll my eyes, slightly frustrated. She hurries over. I put an arm around her, trying not to blush, and flare my ki. Instantly she relaxes, and snuggles up to me. I am slightly aghast, but it is nothing unpleasant, i realise.

Subconsciously I bring her closer to me, and i hear a contented sigh. I can't help but let a small smile creep up on my face. Her smell is wonderful, her breathing steady, her face calm. Her body just screams peace, and that's what i can't help but feel at. Peace. I feel exhaustion overwhelm me and i fall asleep.

When i wake up, i feel a presence too close for my comfort. But then, I realise it's just her. She had her eyes closed, still sleeping. For the first time I notice how beautiful she actually was-her slender curves, her angelic face, her smooth skin… I did not move for fear of waking her. Somehow i enjoy this position-I had slept with girls before, but this was undoubtedly different.

There was nothing sexual about this position, it was peaceful, not lustful. I had to admit, I was actually liking just lying there, I did not feel like ripping her clothes out or feeling her all over or anything. I just liked watching her sleep peacefully in my arms.

Then i notice my tail wrapped around her waist. It just seemed so natural I did not even realise it till now. Instantly i withdraw it, suddenly feeling apprehensive. No girl has ever come into contact with my tail like that. It was always around my waist, even during those nights.

Carefully i slink away, leaving her lying there. I needed some time away from her. I turn to leave. The moment I step outside, I turn back without hesitation, tuck the blanket snugly around her small form then exit.

"You have to leave." She turns to look at me, eyes wide. I put down a chicken bone, licked clean of the meat. "What?" "You heard me." I did not know what this girl was doing to me, but it felt wrong. And over time I had learnt to trust my instincts. "How do I get back? My...uh ship crashed."

I look up. "There are lots of working ones in this planet's base. Just grab one." Her jaws drop. "Isn't that stealing?"

"Not when the owner's dead."

She stops eating and stares at me in shock. I feel uncomfortable, but once again I ignore it and stands up. "Come on." She follows me silently.

The girl frowns. "Would this do?" I tap my foot impatiently. She nods. "Yes, this is good." She observes the ship in front of her.

I nod. She turns towards the ship, then back at me. "Vegeta?"

I raise an eyebrow. Then, in an unexpected movement, she runs forward and kisses me.

I stumble backwards, but regain my balance. My eyes widen. Her arms are around my back, her lips to mine...she tastes delicious. Soft and sweet. I close my eyes.

I don't know why I can't push her away. I had no problem with other females before, but she's different. Her lips are wonderful against mine. I relish her taste, her scent. She looks so beautiful. After a long while, we parted, and she stares deep into by onyx eyes.

It was the longest five seconds in my entire life.

"Bulma," she whispers.

"What?" She rolls her eyes affectionately, "my name. Bulma." "Oh." I'm not sure what to say.

Bulma gives me a sad smile. She enters the ship, and I view her through the window. Slowly it rises into the air and I see her smile down at me, her eyes glistening with tears. She gives me a small wave.

I watch theship disappear.