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Chapter 4

As he walked away from the nightmare behind him and recovered his vision from the blinding light of the Vegeta he just encountered, Goku made his way down the hall. Stepping down some stairs, the taller saiyajin felt a brief wave of relief, as he could no longer hear the torture occurring in the corridor he just left.

There was a deep ache within the strong warrior's heart as he slowly trudged down the red carpet. The flickering light illuminated his saddened face as thoughts raced through his head. Goku knew that living under Frieza's rule must have been Hell for Vegeta, but he never thought that the evil tyrant was that sick. Vegeta had been taken from his planet at such a young age, Goku wondered if he how long Frieza had...used him in such a way. It was so terrible; he couldn't believe that it actually happened.

Shaking his head and sending his jagged spikes flying Goku rubbed his face and stopped. His stomach was lurching and he felt sick as he recalled his friend's terror-stricken face. Feeling nauseous, Goku placed a shaking hand to his mouth. Never had he experienced such horror. It was all just too mind-boggling.

"But Frieza was just a villain," Goku's shaky voice whispered. "He killed, he screamed, he beat, but he didn't…he couldn't have done those things."

Goku's naive mind was speaking, as his mature, serious side knew better. There was evil in the world, in the universe. Goku just liked to imagine that people could change...that maybe things weren't that bad. Now he understood Vegeta's anger.

Taking a wobbling step forward Goku aimlessly walked around the endless castle lost in his thoughts. The immense pain and pity he felt for his ally was unbelievable. His rival, his once enemy, his…..best friend had been pain…was in pain now, and it burned Goku up inside that these things occurred.

'But why do you care so much now?' A somewhat cold voice asked within him. 'If you had discovered this while you fought Frieza or even before the whole Buu battle, would you have cared as much?'

"Of course," Goku hissed quietly to no one.

'Would you have?'

The voice stopped, as did Goku's feet. His heart was racing suddenly. It was true that Goku had always seen the small prince as a worthy and respected fighter. He'd always wanted to be friends with his long-time rival, but he always held his earth friends higher than the armored saiyajin. Recently, though…ever since the Buu battle, even during the World Tournament Goku was overly excited to fight Vegeta again, to see him, to touch him, to know that he was real.

But why would that be? Sure, they'd gone through a lot during the Buu battle and Vegeta definitely changed a great deal in that short amount of time, but why was he, Goku, so happy to see him again. A friendship had grown between the two; an almost inseparable bond. Fusion, perhaps, could have the cause of this close relationship, or the fact that Vegeta allowed himself to get closer to Goku, and that's what spurred him on.

Goku growled quietly and forced his feet to move. He had no time to think about this. Walking quicker this time Goku found himself entering a long corridor that grew quite dark in the distance. It looked almost as if there was no end due to the lack of candles further down. There was a sinking feeling in Goku's stomach as he gazed down the hallway of darkness and wondered what lay beyond the shadows. Biting his lip, Goku stepped forward but immediately stopped as he heard the soft sound of footsteps echoing from the darkness followed by quiet hums.

He focused his eyes into the darkness and stood still. Sweat formed under the black bangs as he wished he could sense power levels in Vegeta's mind. But, he was in a dream, not even his own, and couldn't sense phantom images.

A form suddenly appeared in the darkness and Goku squinted. The figure seemed to be dancing, as glowing, shimmering strands of clothing twirled. Spinning and leaping, the person drew closer as it leapt through the air. It was dancing, prancing, humming merrily as it spun in graceful circles and buzzed joyfully. Long strands of dark brown hair spun with the draped clothing as a small, thin man leapt forward, a large grin on his face and ended his strange entrance with a bow. A lopsided grin appeared on Goku's face as the stranger lowered himself gracefully before him. Straightening up slowly, Goku's dark eyes widened and he gasped. A short giggle escaped the new persona as the tall, orange clad fighter stared dumbfounded.

The usual swept up, black hair of Vegeta now hung in a wild fashion, split in different directions, yet still in a fashionable style. Instead of the rich, velvety black, Goku could see the small candlelight in the hallway illuminate the dark brown, almost mahogany red of the small saiyajin's hair. Goku always noticed Vegeta' sharp, angular eyes, but this man before him had accented it even more with a dark golden-brown eye shadow spiraling from his curved eyelids to the corners of his eyes in a cat-like appearance.

"Hello," the smooth, silky voice said. "Are we lost?"

Again, Goku was taken aback at this wondrous…beauty before him. Appearing shorter than the real Vegeta, the younger looking prince before him smiled sweetly, his perfectly, white teeth shining along with his jewel-like black orbs. The usual tan skin on the saiyajin prince was brought forward even more as a slick sheen of golden sparkles glittered on what little skin showed. Wearing robes and loose drapery of deep maroons, mauves, whites, and violets, this Vegeta showed more of the graceful, elegant prince, than the sturdy, battle-knowledge fighter. Everything on the small grace screamed perfection and balance. Goku tore his eyes from gazing at the golden creature and he shook his head.

"I…I am lost," Goku replied.

Smiling again, Goku felt his knees actually weaken at the pure beauty that emanated off this new arrival. Even subtle movements held their own unique grace, as Vegeta swept a strand of loose, brown hair from his golden, rimmed eyes. His perfect, shapely lips shimmered brightly as a small smile appeared on his light, sparkled mouth. The pale-rose colored lace glove came away from his face and Vegeta looked up at the stammering Goku.

"I'm sorry," Goku said, clearing his throat and trying to regain his composure. "I…I'm Goku. And am I to presume you are—"

The being drifted closer suddenly, his speed and grace surprising Goku. Goku felt himself sweating as bright eyes gazed into his, searching the powerful saiyajin's face. A lovely fragrance caught Goku's attention, and he was shocked by the sheer...beauty of this person.

"Oh how I've waited to meet you," the soft accented voice spoke. It wasn't gruff and fierce like Vegeta's usual voice, but much calmer and smoother. It was a sugar coated voice, like a candy apple. "Goku, our savior, the one and only, the legendary."

Growing more and more uncomfortable at the closeness of this delicate being, Goku gave a nervous laugh and backed away slightly. Vegeta cocked his head to the side, his glistening lips smiling delicately.

"Well, I am here to help," Goku laughed. "You see, I need to find Vegeta, the real Vegeta."

The bronzed, glowing face before him slowly fell. The sculpted eyebrows lowered and Goku looked at the once giddy saiyajin as he now appeared offended.

"Wha-what is it?"

Vegeta opened his mouth as if to speak, but quickly clamped the sparkled lips together and shook his head roughly. Stepping back suddenly he began to pace, his shiny boots clicking on the un-carpeted edge of the marble floor.

"And here I was thinking you were going to fight all the bad guys, lock them away and make a grand exit, waving to me goodbye, that confident look on your….rather handsome face."

Goku found his mouth hanging open and he quickly shook his head. "What do you mean? I am here to fight the…well, the bad guys."

Whipping around, Vegeta stood to face his savior, his eyebrows knitted together in grief. Goku was shocked at the emotion on the usually stoic, glassy face. Bringing his small fists up to his sides, the colorful prince bit his lip anxiously.

"No. I just…I just want to get out," the soft voice spoke. "I've been trapped in these shadows too long. I haven't had enough of my time yet. I guess it was stupid to dream that I could beat the others to freedom."

Goku's heart dropped. Great, this Vegeta was trying to get out, too, which could only mean one thing really, and that was that he could not be trusted. But Goku felt that he couldn't just turn his back on this being, the first persona who seemed that he could help. And it was true. What had this kind-hearted being witnessed in the shadows of Vegeta's mind? It wasn't fair that he be forced to stay within these shadowed hallways and watch true horror be unleashed.

"Well, listen," Goku said with a smile. "How about you come with me. I'm sure that if you helped me find the real Vegeta, he'd find a place for you. You won't have to live down here anymore if you help me find him. Fighting for good is always better than fighting for evil."

Deep brown eyes rose and the once moping Vegeta gained an expression of pure ecstasy. Clasping his small hands together, Vegeta leapt into the air with a short squeak.

"You'll let me come with you?"

Goku smiled and nodded. "Sure."

Doing a quick, graceful dance, Vegeta spun again, his maroon and rose colored garments twirling around him. With a quick bow of the head, the small saiyajin giggled lightly and gazed at Goku. Sticking out a lacy hand the beauty smiled.

"Around here I am called Grace…or other unfortunate names, but I would love it if you were to call me….Veheshin."

Acknowledging the princely being, Goku nodded and stuck out a large hand. "Nice to meet you, Veheshin."

Peering down at the taller saiyajin's outstretched hand, the cheery prince extended his own out and they shook.

'This is going to be an interesting journey,' Goku thought to himself with a smile.

Pulling away, the orange-clad fighter turned and looked down the darkened hall. He glanced at the golden skinned saiyajin and hid a smile as the sharp eyes followed his line of vision with childish curiosity. It was so strange to see such young, innocent features on the usual scowling, older face of Vegeta.

"I've been traveling in circles for who knows how long," Goku said. "And I've seen so many things and met so many…er…" he glanced at Veheshin nervously, not sure what to call the images within Vegeta's head.

Smiling kindly, Veheshin gave a short wave of the hand and laughed lightly. "It's confusing, I know. But where it is detailed, it is also somewhat simple."

Turning to face Goku completely, the petite being swept some long strands of hair from his shimmering face and continued.

"There are three forms of images within this thick skull of Vegeta's. Starting at the simplest form there are the memory images. I'm not sure if you've run across any yet, but these images come in two forms. Usually, they play like a movie or film on screens in dark corners of his mind, or in other words, in dark rooms within this castle. But not everything is located within this castle. Outside the Vegeta-sei castle is a whole other universe of memories and thoughts.

"Now, sometimes these "movies" can actually occur outside the screen. They appear like ghost-like images that are viewed right here in the hallways of the castle. The memory images cannot be interacted with or talked to because they are just memories, nothing more."

Goku nodded, noting that this form must have been the kind that he saw in the darkened room of Vegeta and his mother and the unfortunate image he had just witnessed of the young prince and Frieza.

"Moving up from that is…" Veheshin hesitated, looking sad for a moment. "The next are the split personas. I would be considered this. Split personas are the most seen or experienced next to the memories images. You see, every mind has constant thoughts or ideas popping through the brain. Every person has conflicting thoughts and ideas. Where do these different ideas come from? Us. Even you have at least 3 thousand or more different personas with you. Sadness, anger, lust, love, guilt, happiness, fear, are present, but even deeper emotions, characteristics, and orientation branch from that: pride, loneliness, phobias, cleanliness, evil, goodness, wildness, curiosity, damage, and so on. Then even more branch from that. A traumatic experience or certain situation in your life can create ten or a hundred different "people" within your psyche.

"Split personas are solid within the mind, as you see before you." Veheshin said with a dainty leap. "And we merely represent a section of Vegeta's mind; a certain emotion, thought, or action. But with us, even we vary from each other. Some split personas can have several emotions and personalities. We individual personas can experience different attractions and different behaviors from the True person in charge. I am a real person within Vegeta's mind, just somewhat completely different from him." He let out a giggle, knowing full well that he was opposite from the real saiyajin prince in almost every way. "Then there are other split personas that are just pure emotion or action with no thought or reason. And phew, let me tell you, with Vegeta's mind, these personas are quite overwhelming."

Goku nodded, completely in awe of the complexity of a single mind. He wondered what types of "people" lurked within his wild brain. "So, what, um, persona are you?"

Blushing at Goku's curiosity, and twirling happily he let out a short laugh. "I'm grace. But luckily for me, I'm quite a complex little character. Whereas some of the people around here will call me Grace…others are less kinder." His face fell and he pouted. "You see, I'm considered to be quite open, as I'm sure you've noticed. Many of the other personas around here are not too happy about that."

Goku's eyes widened at the outright confession and tried to keep his face from turning bright red. "So…do you like men?"

One heavily gold-lidded eye twitched. "You certainly are an earthling, Goku. But no matter. As long as you don't call me names and taunt me, I'll answer this observation in the positive."

The orange-clad saiyajin let out a loud laugh and slapped his knee. He couldn't believe that Vegeta was so complex.

"Oh please," Veheshin said with a large wave of both hands. "I'm positive you have the same types floating within your thick head."

That stopped Goku's laugh and he gasped at the idea.

"Onto the last forms then," the smug little prince snickered. "The full personas," he said with a darkened gaze. "There aren't as many full personas as there are split or memory images. Full personas are real, actual personalities who existed in the real world or who could take over Vegeta's personality. For the most part, the majority of these beings are not nice. I'm sure you've met about five or six of these personalities." Goku's eyes also narrowed, as he understood what the prince was saying. "With the full personas there are ones who lasted for quite a while, whereas others lasted a few days to a month, usually transition personalities. As you know, Vegeta led a rough life and his personality was ever changing…and is ever changing, so he had to have a persona in between as he switched. But everyone changes so everyone has these images.

"Vegeta has over a hundred of these full personas including ones that haven't even appeared. And the thing about these beings is that they all have their own personality and thoughts and ideas, too."

"But why are they considered full personas and you're not?" Goku asked.

Nodding curtly, Veheshin continued. "One: they existed in real life or can exist in real life. Two: they have all the emotions and beings and personas that exist within the mind whereas I and the other splits are without many of the different personas and images. Three: I and all the other splits were just formed as Vegeta grew. We were made to be here within him, not…not out in the real world." He explained sadly.

Goku gave him a pitied stare and sighed. "And together, all three of you forms work together to make Vegeta a person." Goku said. "Then why is he having problems now? Why are all these beings trying to take over now, in this time of his life?"

Veheshin looked thoughtful for a moment, his dark, puppy-dog eyes looking up. "With all the chaos that has been going on, I've only heard bits and pieces of the problem and possible rumors as to why he cannot handle the voices within him now."

Slowly turning, his black boots, squeaked against the maroon marble. Walking down the hall, toward the darkness that he had entered from, the mahogany-haired prince waved a lacy hand to Goku, telling him to follow. Kicking up his feet, Goku quickly hopped over to the smaller saiyajin's side. The two made their way into the darkness that Goku had not been near yet and Veheshin continued.

"As I have said before, every living being with a brain has thousands….millions of personalities hidden within him or her. Every decision, every thought, every tiny or large conflict within you is a persona or voice inside your head. Now, think about Vegeta's life. Think about the lives of those who experienced traumatic experiences. In most cases, something horrific or dramatic happened in their lives and left them scarred. If the emotions and memories and happenings are too much a person could become quite imbalanced. We, the "voices in the head," become unbalanced as well. Even if a person looks and acts strong, he can do nothing to stop the thoughts and ways his mind works.

"Vegeta has always had the voices in his head; quite overwhelming at times, sometimes just whispering. When he gets particularly stressed, they become more rampant. Why? Because if he's not in control, then who is? It's the chance for these control-freak, power-hungry or scared, hopeless beings to get a chance at being free. Over half of us in Vegeta's head have had some control at some time in our…er, his life, even if it was for a few seconds to one fantastic hour." The lovely prince hesitated at this, as if he was remembering something from long ago.

Goku peered around him, realizing that there was hardly any light. Veheshin appeared quite in control, though, and merely pushed through the darkness. Both saiyajins had keen vision and had no real problems in walking through the darkened hallway.

"So, why now?" Goku asked again. "Ever since the fight with Buu, Vegeta had seemed so happy and relaxed. He finally seemed to have excepted earth and all the fighters."

In the eerie darkness, the orange-clad fighter could see shimmering eyes peer at him. "This is where it gets a bit confusing," the soft, sugary voice replied. "I've heard that the transformation to Majin may have something to do with it."

Goku stopped and tightened his fists. "So Vegeta still has the majin power over him! We have to do something, then, before he loses control and—"

A rosy hand rose to silence the worried fighter. "The power of Babidi left our attractive, yet grouchy prince when he so graciously died, but it was the actual transformation itself, over his mind that made everything so out of order." Goku straightened and relaxed, staring into the darkened face of his ally. "In the seven years after you died, Vegeta gave up training. He went into a state of depression and guilt at the fact that he was the last remaining saiyajin and…the fact that his closest ally had died due to his arrogance."

Goku's eyes widened, knowing that this was the truth, seeing as how it came straight from a being that lived within the saiyajin prince's mind. The dainty Veheshin slowly began to walk again, his draped clothing whirling behind him.

"But after about a year, Vegeta slowly began to change. He felt himself caring more and more for Bulma." Goku couldn't help but notice the way Veheshin almost spat the beautiful woman's name bitterly, but shook it off. It was probably nothing. "He feared this love as a weakness, but couldn't help but worry and care for her and Trunks. After several years, he was at peace. He accepted your death, he accepted his love, he practically accepted friendship from the others, but then came the World Tournament. Then came Babidi, Buu, the Majin, and it all happened too fast.

"You see, Vegeta has always changed gradually, like most people. It isn't natural to be happy and content for so long and then suddenly force your mind into a state of evil and hatred that you've lived without for about six or seven years. And you know all that happened during this whole Buu incident. You know that Vegeta went through a great change, and indeed, he was happy for about a month afterwards. And from what I've heard, the fact that changing so rapidly in emotion and spirit in such a short time has weakened his mind.

"Vegeta may have felt in control and relaxed after this Buu ordeal, but little did he know that the dark forces within his mind were gathering and disputing who would control. I've heard that he is still in dispute with himself as to whether or not he is accepted yet or if he even wants to be a "good guy" still or if he really loves Bulma and Trunks. I think that after his transformation to Majin and after the Buu battle, the crueler darker voices started telling him what to do. I think that they got a taste of evil when he was Majin and have grown stronger."

Goku trudged alongside Veheshin, going over everything he just said. So Vegeta was still in conflict with himself. He thought back to what the delicate prince had said about traumatized children and horrible occurrences in one's life and thought back to the horrific scene he had seen between Vegeta and Frieza. A shudder ran through his spine and he began to feel the slow heat of hate and rage as he thought of what people had done to his best friend.

His eyes widened at the thought. Closest ally? Well, he was the closest to him on planet earth when it came to heritage and fighting spirit, but was he considered a friend? What about Krillin, Bulma, Yamcha, Tien, Chaotzu? Goku sighed and rubbed his large hands against his face. It was all so complicated. Pulling his fingers from his eyes, Goku saw that the small saiyajin had stopped in front a giant curtain. He couldn't tell the color through the almost black hallway, but watched curiously as Veheshin's small hand gripped it. With a small, sneaky smile, he whipped it down and Goku gasped as he was blinded with light.

There was a soft, kind laugh and Goku squinted through the white rays and felt his jaw drop. It looked like a gargantuan gymnasium, only with no hard floor and no pale walls. It was a pandemonium of movement as hundreds of different Vegetas moved about, all appearing quite happy and joyful. The "walls" were barely noticeable, being covered with vines and trees and greenery of all sorts. An actual sun or some sort of light source hovered in the immensely tall ceiling which was some sort of holographic sky, shining with bright white clouds and a baby-blue sky. Birds, butterflies, bees and other beautiful earthly images whirled in the miraculous scene.

Goku's wide, childlike eyes scanned the area in awe as hundreds of relaxed, smiling, or sleepy saiyajin princes of all ages, appearances, and attitudes sat on the grass or moved alongside the blue stream that led under one of the walls to nowhere.

"Grace! Oh my God, it's him!"

The two new guests looked up to see a young, smiling Vegeta running up. He looked about fourteen and grinned as he rushed forward. Wearing plain, blue-training clothes, the small warrior rushed at the two, his tail whipping behind him and his black bangs bumping up and down on his forehead. Tripping, the small, wild being fell with an "oof!" but was immediately on his white-booted feet again. Appearing in front of them he looked at Veheshin to Goku in absolute excitement.

"I don't believe it! Kakerotto…Goku…whatever! You're actually here."

Grabbing Goku's hand suddenly, the ecstatic saiyajin shook it wildly while laughing. Letting go, he hopped up and down, clapping his white-gloved hands and emitting small squeaks of excitement. Whipping back around, he tried to steady himself but couldn't keep himself from shaking and wagging his tail like an excited dog.

"Veheshin, Veheshin, it's actually him! It's actually him! It's actually Goku. He's here; he's going to save the day. He's going to…he's going to…"

The excited child panted for breath and Veheshin patted the breathless boy with a huge grin of amusement. Gazing up at Goku through heavily golden eyelids, the delicate prince laughed.

"Goku, this is Ecstasy. He's all the excitement, joy, optimism….pretty much any form of overactive happiness you can think of."

The larger saiyajin laughed and put a hand behind his head as the blue-clad warrior hopped about energetically. Goku was amazed that a being could be so restless and moving at all times, but then again, he was like that himself.

"Man, I didn't even think Vegeta could have this much excitement and joy within him."

Veheshin giggled and shook his head. Pointing his finger at the almost vibrating boy he said, "That's why he's so small."

Ecstasy stopped running about and gave his colorful friend a squinted eye, which quickly turned into a laugh, and the young boy was running around in circles again. Panting again, the spastic child fell on his butt and laughed, gasping for air as he did so. Veheshin sighed kindly and shook his head again.

"I'm afraid we can't stay, Ecstasy," he explained. The boy looked up and cocked his head to the side with curiosity. "Goku and I are on a very important mission to find present-time Vegeta."

Flying up to his feet, Ecstasy began to pant with overwhelming excitement. Jumping up and down and flying through the air a few times, he landed before the two and clapped his hands.

"OOOH! Present-time Vegeta! He's so cool! Oh man, oh man! Wow, what a cool mission, Grace! Can I go, too? Can I? Can I go, tttooooo?"

Laughing again, the one called Grace rose up both hands. "I'm afraid not. This could get dangerous and we need to get there quick."

Pouting playfully, Ecstasy returned to his jumping about. Turning away from the travelers, he swung his tail playfully.

"Ok, but you'd better bring me cool stories when you come back. Oh! It'll be so cool! Grace on a wild adventure! So awesome!"

And with that, the overjoyed child sprang into the air and flew over to a snoozing, peaceful Vegeta, ready to annoy. Goku gave Veheshin a lopsided grin of shock and the maroon, violet dressed saiyajin shrugged and made his way through the groups of saiyajins. Goku looked at each one in awe, seeing laughing, cheerful princes, relaxed, peaceful Vegetas, and altogether happy personas resting on the green grass.

"What-"

"It's an area where the more peaceful, happy personas live or hang out," Veheshin said, knowing full well what Goku was going to ask.

Goku gazed up at the artificial sun as a silhouette of a bird flew past. "But, don't the more evil ones ever bother you?"

Veheshin shrugged and ran some fingers through the wild brown hair on his head. "We hid this place pretty well. The beings of darkness wouldn't expect the entrance to this place to be in darkness and even if they do come, they usually don't start shit. We're too boring and they have better things to do."

"But what if they do decide to hurt you or the others?" Goku asked, his heroic senses kicking in to protect those who were weaker.

"Then we get hurt," the graceful prince replied curtly. "A being can't die within a mind, they are just merely relocated."

Goku's eyebrow rose in question, but he was soon interrupted by a high-pitched, almost girlish cry.

"Veheshin, darling!"

Whipping around, the smaller saiyajin's squinted eyes widened.

"Charm!"

Goku watched in shock as the dainty prince ran into the open arms of a very similar Vegeta to himself. They hugged tightly and the one labeled "Charm" held Veheshin at arms length, examining him up and down.

Charm was a bit taller than Veheshin and built more solidly like the real Vegeta. But he was everything but the real Vegeta. His ebony hair was pulled back into a large, jagged ponytail and stylishly held together with jeweled clips. He, too, wore make-up as Veheshin did; only it was heavy and colorful. Sparkles covered his eyelids, mascara and black eyeliner lined his dark eyes, and a bright blush brought out the high cheekbones Vegeta had. Wearing robes of intense, bright colors, similar to a festive kimono, and adorning an uncountable number of bracelets and necklaces, the very cheery prince grinned.

"I have not seen you in forever!" Charm twittered, his voice unlike anything Goku had ever heard come out of Vegeta's mouth. "Your make-up is fantastic, darling, the Egyptian curl thingy at the corner of the eyes…fabulous, just fabulous. When did you start doing that? And that golden lip-gloss, oh tell me, how did you come by that? Oh lovely, lovely as always darling!"

Looking the smaller saiyajin up and down, Goku felt quite alien amongst the exuberant saiyajins. And he felt even more nervous when all eyes turned to him. Releasing Veheshin, Charm slowly made his way to the powerful fighter, almost gliding across the grass as he did so.

"So, this is the all powerful savior, Goku?" Taking Goku's large hands into his soft, smooth ones, he examined the earth-raised saiyajin. Clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, Charm shook his head in amazement. "Perfect. Absolutely….GORGEOUS!"

"Isn't he?" Veheshin's honeyed voice spoke from behind. "But really, Charm, we must be going. We're in a bit of a hurry."

"Oh, what is the hurry?" The overwhelming saiyajin asked, blinking his long eyelashes at Veheshin sweetly.

The usual complacent Grace seemed to be getting frustrated with Charm's lack of caring about the seriousness of the situation. Placing his hands on his hips, Veheshin tapped his knee-high boot impatiently.

"We have to find present-time Vegeta. You know I went to find Goku a while ago. I don't need to explain it again."

Charm released Goku's hands and held one of his colorful robes up to his now teary eyes. Feigning a pathetic sniffle he gave his friend a quiver of the lip.

"For one so beautiful, you can be quite sharp sometimes, Grace."

With a roll of his sparkled eyes, Veheshin moved closer to Charm and gave the outgoing being a hug.

"Oh, you," Grace mused. "There will be plenty of time to see me after this is all solved."

"Promise?"

Veheshin nodded and gave a warm smile. Goku watched in shock and amazement as the two gave each other a quick kiss before breaking from the tight hug. Turning, Veheshin saw the amazement and dropped jaw on Goku's face and gave a flimsy wave of the hand.

"Earthlings, you don't know what's good for ya."