Hi guys and gals! I'm finally ready to upload the sequel to Remember I love you! I hope you enjoy this prologue and continue to support the story. Thanks!

I don't own db/z, it belongs to Akira Toriyama.

We start

The day started out dark and cold. Rain fell from the gray skies. The weather was sometimes very strange. Just yesterday, it was sunny and warm. Today, the day he was to suppose to meet his brother, it had to rain. Was it a warning?

" King Xilon, your brother has arrived. Would you like me to place him in a cell?"

Xilon turned to face the head guard. " No, I'd like to speak to him at once."

The guard bows and leaves. It was now or never.

Moments later, in came the head guard with Xioren. Xilon noticed the horrible state his brother looked. Pale, thinner, had scars and bruises. What happened to him? Just the other day he found out that his brother was alive and well. How he managed to escape death was beyond him. Anything was possible for him. What surprised him the most was what his older brother was telling others. He said that he quit his evil ways, that it was a waste of time. People rejected him and proceeded to attack him. Xilon didn't think it would get this bad.

Getting up from his throne, he walks down to where his brother was standing.

" Would you like me to stay sire?"

Xilon shook his head. " No, stay outside and make sure no one interrupts us."

" Yes, excuse me." The guard says, as he heads out the door. He lets the door shut behind him.

" What do you want?" Xioren asked, holding his arm.

Xilon winced a little before responding. " I just wanted to know how you were doing."

Xioren lets out a loud laugh and straightens up. " I've been doing fantastic brother. Living the life of a commoner is great. You should try it sometime."

Shifting his weight to his left side, Xilon notes the sarcastic tone his older brother was using. This was so odd. If only Glossana was here to help him. Eh, it wouldn't have made a difference. She cared a lot more for Xioren.

" I would but I have a kingdom to rule after." Xilon replies as his brother's laughter ceased.

" Yes, that's all you have to do. I on the other hand, am reduced to the significance of dirt. That's the label your people have given me."

" You say all this like it's their fault. Remember, you never gave them the time of day. All the power and riches you had overshadowed their well being. Now they're the ones in charge."

" Ha, watch all of them revolt against you. You really think they'll respect you if you don't put a firm hand down? Father is probably laughing at you as we speak. He taught us that we are the all mighty. We are the ones who should step on those who disobey us or talk back. You never grasped any of that. What a shame." Xioren buttons up his torn shirt and turns to walk away.

" If you don't mind, I'll be going. I have a life ahead of me and I'm not going to waste it talking nonsense with you."

" It was nice to see you too." Xilon says as his brother's gives him a backwards wave.

The door shuts as Xilon returns to his seat. So much for chatting.

He looks at the empty room. Was he going to spend the rest of his days in this solitude? Was he being to soft as a ruler? Was his brother right? All these questions roamed through his head. Sometimes things got overwhelming. Sometimes he would think of giving up his position as ruler. The people could look after one another right? They could make their own rules and live by them. Then he could go out and explore the unknown. Live stress free. Passing his fingers through his hair, he sighs.

A simple visit from his brother caused all this thought. But why? Was this a ploy of his older brother? To make him think this much and drive him out of the throne? It was a good possibility. But maybe, just maybe his brother was actually helping him.

" No, I can't leave. Goku and his friends went through so much to help me. I can't just throw their kindness out like that." Closing his eyes, he drifted into this confusion of thoughts.

Son home:

The day was half way through. There was so much she had to do. This was no time for a nap. Folding the last remains of laundry, she puts them in there rightful spot. As she puts her clothes away, she feels her messy bun coming undone. Setting her clothes aside, she undoes the bun and redoes it.

" This hair of mine is driving me insane." From the corner of her eye, she spots something glowing. Looking down at the object, she finishes making the bun and picks the object up. Looked like some kind of small pen. She presses her thumb on the dark blue light emitting from it. 'What is this? Did Bulma give this to Goku?'

" Hey Chichi! Goten's crying-"

Chichi looks up from the pen and glanced up at her husband. " What happen this time? Did you feed him like I asked you to?"

Goku takes his gaze away from the pen and looks up at his wife. " Uh, I was supposed to feed him?"

Chichi sighs, setting the pen back where she found it. She brushes past her husband.

" Sorry." He says to her as he walks over to where the pen was. He too picks it up. It was so small in his rather large hand.

'Weird. I never have seen this here.' He thought, setting it down.

" Goku come here right now!" He hears his wife shout down the hall.

" Oh no, what'd I do this time?" He asked himself as he rushes out of the room.

The pen remains glowing even brighter than before.

And we leave off here. Little thing I will add is I'll try my best to update one a week. Either on Mondays, Wednesdays or Saturdays. So be on the look out on these days!

Little snippet of what chapter one will be about:

We celebrate little Trunks birthday! Will it be perfect or a disaster? Find out on the next chapter.

Thanks again and please review!

~ Aira ni lights