Chapter 3

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The two boys dived into the cold water clad only in their black undershirts and boxers. Both came up for air a few seconds after they floated to the surface and they both laughed.

"I didn't realize how cold this water is!" exclaimed Trunks as he turned on his back to float in the water. Goten swam to the edge of the lake and jumped onto a rock as he sat down. He used his ki energy to warm up and dry off.

"Maybe an iceberg was here recently but melted away," suggested Goten with a small smile.

Trunks gave an exaggerated gasp as he pointed his finger into the air while extending his arm out, "That must be the reason!" Trunks dove back into the water before he came back up to the surface to pull back his long strands of hair. He frowned. He needed to get them cut again...

"Don't you see it Goten?"

Goten blinked, "See what?"

Trunks pulled his arms out, "The Evidence! All this water is proof that an iceberg once existed here!!!!"

Goten blinked as he began to kick the water with his bare foot. "Maybe it was created by a flood, or because it rains here so often... or it could of formed by ground water-"

Trunks gasped even louder. "NO!" exclaimed the male in the river. "My knowledge is LEAVING ME!" exclaimed the teen as he began to sink into the water. Goten blinked as he watched Trunks go lower into the chilled water. "Becoming... too... stupid to function..."

The black haired male, who continued to sit on the rock, rolled his eyes as he noticed his father running in the direction he and Trunks first came from. "Hey dad," shouted Goten as he looked back to Trunks who was almost completely submerged under water. The lavender tress male had about a fifth of his arm sticking out of the water with his palm wide as if trying to signal for someone.

Goku looked to where Trunks was sinking and he blinked. "Um... Goten, is Trunks drowning?"

The black haired teen shook his head as he looked to the river. Trunks was now completely submerged in water. The only place where you could tell he was was because of the air bubbles coming up so often. "Nope. He performing his 'pretend to be stupid' act," stated the black haired teen with spiky hair.

Goku took off his shirt, then his shoes setting it beside the teen's discarded clothes. "But doesn't Trunks have the IQ of a genius? I am aware that he did make a perfect score," added Goku as he looked to his son.

Goten shrugged, "Just let him act that way. There are times he is just too illogical."

"Okay..." muttered Goku as he dove into the cold river water. And the first words that came out of the older man's mouth when he came up was, "Holy Crap! That's cold!" Goten laughed as he began to kick water into his dad's face making the father shriek in surprise and fall back into the water. Goku also seemed to disappear in the deep depths of the lake.

"Shit..."

Goten quick stood up and ran a few yards back as he waited for the attack to be made.

And sure enough, it came.

Goten was the next to shriek when the water drenched him from head to toe. Goten couldn't help but blink as he noticed Trunks and Goku high-five each other and commend each other.

Goten noticed a shadow over him, and he looked up. He noticed a huge ledge, which the waterfall fed into. He smirked as he ran to it.

Still completely congratulating each other, they couldn't help but feel that something was missing. They both enjoyed the sweet taste of victory, but they knew Goten no longer took things quietly. He would usually try and get even.

Both Goku and Trunks stopped and they looked around; they tried sensing on the land and in the water incase Goten slipped in already. But they couldn't find him there! That was till they felt a HUGE splash over them. The wave of the water submerged them under again.

Both came up gasping for air, and Trunks began to cough trying to get some unwanted water out of his windpipes. But over all, the two older men heard the laughter of the teen as he levitated above the water with his ki glowing.

Goten crossed his arms in a very arrogant manner as he looked down to the two. "The jokes on YOU!"

Trunks gave a smirk as he too powered up. "Wanna bet?"

The younger saiyan looked to his friend with a matching smirk. "You're on."

The bet was made as the two teens began throwing energy attacks at each other.

Sitting on a rock on the side of the lake was the saiyan prince. He frowned as he watched the two boys spar. Since he never set foot on earth, or had the chance of fighting with the Z warriors he never learned the art of feeling ki energy. Instead, he had a scouter. It was a device from the time of Frieza.

The prince snarled. He hated Frieza... he hated the mentioning of the fiends name although he was long gone. Vegeta paused for a moment as he pulled out the new and improved scouter. Well... to any human, the invention of Bulma's would have looked like your normal pair of sunglasses, a very EXPENSIVE pair of sunglasses at that. The memory of when the invention first came to be began to fill his mind.

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The saiyan prince snuck into the science labs. It had become a daily habit for the saiyan as he walked behind many inventions and hid in the shadows.

The human scientist had only been on the planet for a week, and the prince was very interested in her. She was very... unique. She was like that rare blossom that appeared in the most arbitrary season of the year, yet it's beauty brightened up the whole area. That was the description Vegeta gave to Bulma, and that was why he would 'visit' her.

Bulma was sitting at her desk, a pencil was being balanced on the bridge of her nose completely side tracked from the work which lay on her desk.

Vegeta shook his head. 'The woman and her weird habits...' That human was a strange one.

She continued to balance the pencil till it fell from her face, and she sighed as she picked up something black from her desk.

The saiyan prince, as often as he was in the room, heard her taking to some scientist one day about this new... device. He over heard them say they were called 'Sun Glasses'.

The saiyan prince didn't know what glasses were, or how to use them. All he could guess were they were used for the sun... somehow and some way. But those black 'glasses' looked like a scouter, well two scouters attached by the glass part...

Adjusting his position, the saiyan prince made a heavy glass container fall over. He watched it in slow motion horrified; then it shattered.

Crap.

Bulma snapped her head over to the broken glass just after she jumped in her seat. Her eyes widened as she stood up quickly and almost tripped as she ran to the glass. Picking up a piece of the shattered glass, she examined it and turned her head up. She frowned. The glass container was sitting on a very sturdy table... Then that must mean...

Someone was watching her.

Leaping back a few feet, the blue haired scientist looked among the mess with widened eyes. She was warned a while back that a few saiyan men might be after her. Why might you ask? It was her beauty and exotic features. It wasn't every day that a saiyan would see one that resembled their species with bright blue eyes and teal locks of hair.

"Is anyone there?" Bulma asked as she continued to look in the rubbish and scrap metal. A frown was noticed on her features. "Hello...?"

"What are you doing woman?"

Bulma gave a shriek as she spun on her heal to the door. Vegeta stood there with crossed arms as he leaned on the doorpost with a frown. The female couldn't help but place a hand over her chest as she closed her eyes. The human placed her remaining hand on the desk to support her.

And a second later, she scowled at the saiyan prince as her eyes snapped over to him. "Don't scare me!"

The frown the saiyan's face turned into a smirk as he stood up right, his arms were still crossed over his chest. "What is this? A puny human female demanding things out of the powerful saiyan prince?" He continued to step closer to her until his face was only inches away. "I don't think that is acceptable."

Bulma furrowed her eyebrows as she remained in her position. She wanted to remain firm; the scientist didn't want to be portrayed as weak!

"Is that so?" asked Bulma. She smirked, "Then why not back up your words, PRINCE. All I ever hear are threats, but no action."

Vegeta leaned to her more. Only millimeters away were their lips. "Is that so?" he asked her softly. His breath gently caressed Bulma's lips as she stared at him wide eyed. And with out another word, Vegeta closed in the space between the two.

All thoughts of the 'unknown stalking' saiyan to Bulma vanished as she leaned back to her desk; her left hand rested on the sunglasses and the weight over the plastic made the eyewear break in two.

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Vegeta snapped out of his trace when he noticed a few elite saiyan warriors spitting threats to the foreigners.

Just great.

About to jump from his position, Vegeta paused when he noticed Trunks levitate from the water with his arms crossed. The saiyan prince couldn't help but feel that this position was very familiar to him...

Over to Trunks...

The lavender haired male smiled to the warriors as they continued to ramble on. He actually zoned out a few moments back when the bulky warrior was just about to start his rant. And uncrossing his arms, he made an energy ball form in his hands. The bright blue energy began to grow. Trunks' gaze turned from the energy to the warrior; his jaw seemed to stop moving as he too gazed at the energy.

"I didn't know humans could manipulate ki!" exclaimed the elite as his eyes widened. "All humans are weaklings!"

Trunks began to laugh just as a menacing smile appeared on his face. It was one similar to Vegeta's when he was on the verge of attacking. The smirk then came to his face. "That's where you're wrong. Only a select few are able to use ki and manipulate it in many ways unknown to warriors across the universe!" bragged the teen as he lowered his hand from the energy. The blue ball continued to levitate in the air; it was in the same place his hand was before! Trunks' hands were now at their sides as he stared at the energy.

"You know... I could send this energy at you in any given moment." He looked up once more. "I know it's fatal enough for a saiyan at your status."

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Bulma and the saiyan king began to laugh as the old doctor wiped away some grime away from his face with a tissue. His ignored the laughter as he looked back to the spaceship. His daughter created it, but for some strange reason it wouldn't run! And when he tried to fix it, it blew up in his face! The old scientist had to admit that his daughter's inventions were very unique. Some were far more advanced from what the company created for sale; yet much of the items were used to help the saiyan society. Many of the items that were being built or fixed in this room would be of no interest to humans.

Doctor Briefs stood up straight as he looked to the invention crossing his arms. "I must say... this is very different than from what I'm use to working on," commented the father of Bulma as he began to stroke his mustache. "I'm sorry Bulma; I can't figure out what the glitch is."

The female gave a nod as she placed her hands on the side of her hips. Gazing at eh machine closely, she became lost in thought. "Maybe I should just recreate it from scratch. I might find the error then..."

"That won't be necessary," stated the doctor boldly. "TB should be able to find the mistake," He gave a smile, "That boy loves to get his hands on projects like these. Very smart TB is, Very smart. Clever also if I may add."

"And all the girls at home swoon when ever he passes by?" questioned Bulma jokingly as she pulled out the blue prints to the invention.

"Actually..." started Doctor Briefs, "Yes, happens almost every day when he makes appearances in the towns. He doesn't like to make that many open appearances on earth; that is why he usually takes up delivery projects to other planets." The scientist began to wipe his hands in a clean rag. "He does have a girlfriend at home; he doesn't see her that often though."

'A girlfriend?'

The king sat down in a padded, rolling chair placed to the side of the room. "What is a girlfriend? I don't think I am familiar with this term," murmured the king, a small glint in his eye.

Bulma bit her lip as she looked to her dad's confused expression. Oh boy... this was going to be a complicated one...

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Vegeta just couldn't believe his eyes. Did that TB guy make allies with the elites?! He couldn't help but blink a few times and rub his eyes at least twice. How could this be? Did humans have better communication skills than saiyans?

"So," started one of the burly elites, "What did you mean by the myth of Author? Was he out to kill others as this mystical green 'night'?"

"A knight. And no," replied Trunks as he began to balance on a log at the edge of the water. "Author was a king who was honest and fair. He and the knights of the round table kept the kingdom of Camelot safe."

"Only being armed with a shield," Goten jumped up as he held, by his arm, a circular piece of wood, "And having a sword," the black haired teen snapped a pointed branch from a tree and began to swing it around, "they were victorious fighting against many villains and dragons!" Goten turned towards Trunks and he smirked noticing the lavender locked teen grabbing a similar looking tree branch for a sword.

The two then charged at each other, in human speeds, and began to attack each other representing a sword fight. And as Trunks shoved his stick to Goten's side, the younger friend fell over into the water pretending to have been defeated. Trunks then raised his stick over his head showing his victory. He then lowered his stick to lean on it.

"It's great British Literature," commented Trunks as he leaned all his weight on the narrow piece of wood with out thinking. And since the stick was very weak and all of Trunks' weight was supported on it, the long limb snapped causing for Trunks to fall into the water also.

All saiyan men around burst out into laughter.

Vegeta gave a sneer as he watched the two teens coming up for air sputtering. They were so foolish at times... very foolish. Sure, Vegeta remembered doing some things like that when he was growing up, but it was usually to get his father's attention. Being king of a planet really took much time away from your schedule and you couldn't savor the little pleasures in life.

Usually when Vegeta, as a young boy, did things like this he would be looked down upon and scolded for acting like an immature child.

These teens, however, didn't seem to mind the fact that the highest elite squad was watching them! And what seemed even stranger was the fact that the saiyans didn't criticize the teens for having their fun! They were having fun! Laughing, joking, acting as cheerful children!

Vegeta envied them. Deep down inside he wished to have had a child hood as the boys before him were. And a friendship, that was another thing that the saiyan prince was never able to create.

It did hurt to see the boys this cheerful.

The sensitive ears of the prince noticed a bell, and he gave a small sigh in relief. It signaled the beginning of a new hour. It was also an indicator that dinner was prepared and ready for consumption.

That was when Vegeta felt he should make his presence known as he levitated to where Goku stood. The taller man was currently laughing as the other men silenced in reverence to the prince. And turning his head, Goku smiled.

"And what brings you here sir?" asked Goku in his happy-go-lucky voice.

Vegeta snorted as he looked to both boys who began to swim to the edge of the lake. Both were completely soaked. The prince turned back to Goku in his emotionless expression. "It is time for us to leave, and go back to the palace. Food will be-"

A loud gasp was heard from all three foreigners as their mouths began to water.

"FOOD?!" they exclaimed in unison.

"Well, why didn't you say so?" exclaimed Goku as he and the boys powered up zooming at top speeds back to the palace with out a second thought.

Vegeta blinked as he gazed to the place where the three once stood. And they were now GONE! He glanced to the air and gritted his teeth.

How could they fly so fast?!

Finding out how the three gained so much energy was something the prince put on his to do list. They were scanned for energy levels. The three men were around a power level of five hundred. That was considered powerful for human standards, but not for a third-class saiyan warrior.

Vegeta's frown deepened. They had many secrets, and he was going to find out what they were come hell or high water!

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Chapter four! Yay! Currently, I am burned out... I participated in this Tuba Meisters concert since I play Euphonium. Bunches of fun it was, but I am very tired from it! But I can get better rest since school is out for another two in half weeks! I'll be taking that time to write my novel, a play I started during finals, read a few library books (and fanfics), and also update a few stories that haven't EVEN been touched since the beginning of my school year. Anyways... Ta ta for now!

-Takuma