Hey everybody! So even though I haven't gotten a lot of reviews, I have gotten a LOT of messages about this fic so far and I have to say I am ecstatic! It seems I have left many questions that you are all dying to have answered! What made Vegeta want to take his life? How did Goku end up in Otherworld? How does Baba's story end? Why does Goku hold so much resentment towards the Saiyans? And who is this mysterious hooded stranger in Baba's house?! Well if you want to find out you'll have to keep reading! There is a lot of catching up to do in the two month gap from the first chapter and where we are now. So sit tight, enjoy the ride, and please please please lend me your reviews!

It's been two weeks since the blue haired harpy had invited the prince to stay at Capsule Corp. and somehow he found it to be a place worse than Hell. He hated this infernal mud ball of a planet and cursed its pitiful and weak minded excuses for inhabitants. The Namekian's were also staying at the compound and their light hearted ki's only grated on the irate Saiyans nerves.

He was hostile with everyone he came across, and that was putting it nicely. The only presence he seemed to tolerate was the young half breed that came every day after school to play with the namekian younglings.

For some reason unknown to him Gohan showed him no fear. The easily shaken, unsure boy he had battled alongside on Namek apparently died there with his father, because the boy that approached him now in the garden of Capsule Corp was anything but.

"Hello Vegeta." He politely addressed the elder Saiyan before doing anything else upon arriving. This did not go unnoticed by the Prince. "I brought these for you from the bakery. They are a delicacy here on Earth and my favorite. Chocolate chip muffins" The boy said as he extended a small white box out to Vegeta. He smiled up at him with a grin reminiscent of his father's. Though this one did not seem as forced and fake. It seemed purely genuine.

Vegeta said nothing as he snatched the box from the half breed's hand. Opening it ungracefully he peered inside when he was hit with a warm, comforting aroma. With a little hesitation he reached in a pulled out a round brown dotted pastry. He brought it to his nose giving it a preliminary sniff before taking a cautious bite.

The Prince was unprepared for the barrage or sweetness that exploded in his mouth. Whatever these were, they reminded him of a treat his mother used to make for him back before his home planet was destroyed. He popped the rest into his mouth with a small smile. This seemed to please the younger Saiyan as his tail was now moving from side to side behind him in contentment.

'Wait. Tail?!' Vegeta nearly dropped his new delicious treats as he starred at the fury appendage. Gohan saw Vegeta's surprised look and followed his line of vision to see what had the Prince so taken back. "Oh! Yeah, my tail grew back again. I think it might have been because of the salve my mother put on it last night. She was afraid it would scar and when I woke up this morning, there it was!" The boy beamed up at Vegeta.

The Prince remained silent as he watched the tail begin giving little loops and twirls with the boy's excitement as if it too was happy to be back. Even though it had only been a short time since the loss of his own, Vegeta could not help reminiscing on the feeling of having his tail. The extra balance it gave him, the feeling of the soft fur through his fingers when he was anxious.

Gohan seemed to notice the look of envy deep in Vegeta's eyes and felt a twinge of guilt. He forgot Vegeta too had lost his tail. And worse, the Prince had has his tail for twice as long as Gohan. 'Maybe if I help him get his tail back, he will trust me a little. I can't explain why, but I can't fight this desire to please him' The young saiyan thought.

"I can bring you some of the salve if you want Vegeta. Maybe it will work on you too?" At these words Vegeta was drawn out of his thoughts. He wondered briefly why the boy seemed to want to earn his good graces. But the longing for his tail out won his sense of unease. Still, unused to these gracious acts of kindness the Prince did not know how to respond. So he simply nodded and turned on his heel, heading towards the gravity chamber.

Gohan stood starring after him for a few seconds. He couldn't put his finger on it, but he knew that he wanted to become Vegeta's friend. He was curious about the other half of his blood, his non-human half. Ever since he had started school he learned right away just how different that half made him from other humans his age.

Try as he might he always felt like an outcast. He hadn't any real friends in school, and his only other friends were his father's. Except for Piccolo of course. So when he learned that Bulma had invited Vegeta to stay with her he decided he wanted to become his friend.

He knew it wasn't going to be easy. He had told Piccolo this morning of his plan, who at first, was not very thrilled about the idea. "He is dangerous Gohan, and evil despite his calmer demeanor since his revival. I do not trust him." The namekian warrior had warned him. The boy had simply smiled up at Piccolo. "That's what my mom said about you too at first Piccolo. But you're not bad anymore."

The words seemed to take Piccolo by surprise at first. He wanted to feel insulted. The boy thought he was no longer evil, no longer a threat? The nerve! Why he was dangerous, he was fearless, he was, he was… befriending his sworn enemies only son.

Piccolo heaved a deep sigh as he turned away from Gohan. The young saiyan was right. He was not the man he once was. And it was all due to Gohan's friendship. It had changed everything. Maybe he and the Prince of all Saiyans had more in common than he had first thought. If he could change, then who knows, maybe Vegeta could too. After all it had been two weeks and Vegeta had not killed a single human or namekian.

Piccolo turned back towards Gohan and nodded his silent approval. Gohan laughed with excitement, happy he had gotten Piccolo to see his side. He threw a fist into the air in his mirth. It was then that Piccolo felt something fuzzy wrap its self around his wrist. He starred down in shock as he realized it was Gohan's tail.

"Gohan!" His voice now stern caused the boy to stop his celebration immediately. "How did you get your tail back?" Piccolo asked with a serious look on his face. "The ointment my mom put on it helped it grow back. Isn't it great Piccolo?!" Gohan exclaimed as he brought his tail into his hands and to his face, nuzzling the warm soft fur against his cheek.

"No Gohan, it is not great. You know why you can't keep it. We're just going to have to cut it off again." He said as he reached his hand out to grab the boy by the tail. But before he could reach the appendage Gohan jumped back and bore his teeth at Piccolo's offending hand. The look of shock on Piccolo's face snapped Gohan out of it.

"I'm sorry Piccolo, I didn't mean it. I just don't want to lose it again, I love my tail!" The boy nearly whined as he pouted up at his mentor. "Vegeta knows how to control himself when he transforms, I was thinking about asking if he could teach me. That way I wouldn't have to get rid of it. Right?" Gohan asked, hope lining every word. Piccolo wanted nothing more than to chop off the tail and tell the boy to get over it but the look in Gohan's eyes stopped him. Grumbling to himself he finally let out an exasperated sigh. "Fine. But only if he agrees to teach you." Piccolo muttered. Gohan put his hand behind his head and grinned at his friend. "Gee thanks Piccolo!"

Gohan was drawn from his memories of his earlier conversation as he heard the hum of the gravity room whir to life. He had completely forgotten to ask Vegeta to teach him to control his Oozaru form! Before he could bring himself to walk towards the GR Gohan thought better of it. The muffins had warmed him up but he wasn't sure if that was going to be enough to convince Vegeta to help him.

'I'll go get the salve and maybe tomorrow morning when he gets his tail back he will be in a good enough mood to agree!' Satisfied with his plan Gohan took off in the direction of his home on Mt Paozu with determination. He would win over Vegeta, become his friend, and get to keep his tail if he had anything to say about it!

Before you kill me I would just like to state that I know none of your questions were answered! I am aware of how evil that makes me but all in due time I swear! My next update won't be till at least a week from now but maybe some encouraging reviews might change my mind ;) So on that note, REVIEW!