All throughout dinner, he could not stop laughing. The things that the little Goten were saying were just too funny. It seemed that the more Kabu remembered, the happier the little Goten became.

"Trunks, why can't we go now?" The small Goten said, pouting.

He chuckled. "You know the answer to that already."

The little Goten sighed and then looked down at the dinner table. "I just want to be myself again."

He frowned as he looked down at his own food. What if it didn't work? What would he do if Kabu didn't remember that he was Goten? Sure, Kabu's memories were coming quickly, but that didn't mean that all of his work couldn't be destroyed. Frieza had erased those memories to begin with. He could always erase them again.

He sighed as he picked at his plate. He hoped that Kabu was safe and that Frieza couldn't get to him. Because it would all be over it he did.

"Trunks, what's wrong?" He heard his mother say to him, knocking him out of his thoughts.

He shook his head. This wasn't the time to be falling to pieces. "Nothing. I just have a headache." He said without thinking.

He could feel everyone's eyes on him at this point. Saiyans didn't get headaches and they all knew that. "Do you need anything for it?"

"Yeah, I think I'm going to go and lie down." He said, getting up from the table and heading upstairs. He didn't want to be stared at anymore. He had to think through how he was going to do everything tomorrow.


Kabu looked up the ceiling of his room. The longer he was with Trunks, the more convinced he was that he was this Son Goten. But that gave him even more questions. If he was Son Goten, that made him the son of Son Goku, the man that he was destined to kill, or at least that's what Frieza had told him. The more he thought about it, it sounded like Frieza wanted him to do his dirty work.

He pulled himself up in his bed. He thought back to that moment that he had met Son Goku. The man looked like he wanted to kill him, but that was only after he had attacked the people of this planet. Going back to the conversation, he could tell that there was no love lost between Goku and Frieza. They had a history. Now he just had to figure out where he fit into all of this.

He heard his door open, which was odd. It was late for visitors. "Oh, Kabu. I didn't expect you to be up." Frieza said looking around the room. Why was he here?

"I've been having a bad headache all night." He stated, Frieza froze.

"Is that so? Haven't you been taking your medication?" The galactic tyrant asked.

"No, I can't find where I put it. It must have been knocked off of me when I was fighting Son Goku." He made sure to make it sound like he was still saying Goku's name with venom.

Frieza backed up a little. "Well, I'll make sure that you get some more tomorrow morning. Why don't you get some sleep? We should find them soon."

He nodded and made to lay back down, and Frieza walked back out the door. He wondered again why he had come here. There was no reason for Frieza to be here this late at night. That and he looked like he didn't like the idea of him being without his meds.

"He's a bad guy, Kabu." He looked down at the mini Trunks, who looked like he was pouting.

"I think you're right, Trunks." He said back up that the ceiling.


Goku sighed as he looked over at his human friends. They all looked wary about the fight ahead of them. Krillin seemed to be the most shaken by the fact that Frieza was alive again. He didn't really blame his best friend. Goku still remembered Krillin's death clear as day. How could he not? It was the first time he turned into a Super Saiyan after all.

"Everything is going to be fine." He said, putting his hand on Krillin's shoulder.

Krillin sighed. "That's easy for you to say. He's never killed you."

"No, but he did try." Goku said, not really knowing what else to say.

"I just want to know why you ran." Tien stated, crossing his arms and looking him over. "Has Frieza really gotten that strong?"

Goku forgot that he was neglecting his friends. He had spent most of his time talking things over with Vegeta, Gohan, and Trunks that it hadn't even crossed his mind. "He's stronger, but I have no idea how much stronger he is." He said. "But he isn't the one I want to know about."

"Who would that be?" Yamcha said, leaning back against a wall.

"That Kabu guy, did you notice him?" He asked.

Yamcha shook his head, but both Krillin and Tien nodded. "What about him?" Tien asked.

Goku sighed. "He wants me dead."

"Why?" Yamcha asked.

Again, Goku sighed. "He said something about revenge. I don't know what happened but Frieza must have done or said something to him."

"I wouldn't put it past that bastard." Goku turned his head to find Vegeta walking outside.

Goku gave Vegeta a nod while the others just stared. To this day, Tien and Yamcha still didn't like the saiyan Prince. Krillin didn't like him either, but he was less likely to say anything about it.

"So do we have a plan yet?" Krillin asked, trying to get them all on the same page.

Vegeta crossed his arms. "All we can do is wait for Frieza to make the first move. His armies are probably at work, but that Kabu is the real mystery."

Goku nodded. "I was just talking about him. I just want to know what his problem is."

Vegeta frowned. "I will say that the boy is quite strong for his age. His father must have been one hell of a warrior." Vegeta sighed as he looked down at the ground. "It's all so strange."

Goku had never seen Vegeta look this put out before. Vegeta had only trusted him and Gohan with Trunks's actions.

But the humans seemed to pick up on this and before he could stop them, Tien spoke. "Speaking of strange, where has Trunks been going?"

"Yeah, I sensed him off of the island more than once." Yamcha said, turning to Krillin.

Goku cleared his throat. "Why don't we talk about something else?" He looked over at Vegeta and saw a look of gratitude there. "Has anyone heard anything from Piccolo?"

That seemed to distract them. Piccolo had not been with them when chaos was unleashed. He wondered if his old friend was okay. He couldn't sense him, but that didn't mean anything.

"No, we haven't heard anything, at least I haven't." Yamcha said.

Goku looked between Tien and Krillin to find no answer. He sighed. It looked like Piccolo was on his own. Hopefully, his friend was still alive. They would need the Dragonballs after this.

Vegeta cleared his throat and that caught Goku's attention. "Sorry guys, but Vegeta and I are going to go do some training."

Goku didn't look back at them as he made off into the sky and across the water. They could train above the waves. They had to get stronger. If they didn't, they would lose and he wasn't going to lose to someone like Frieza.

Back on the island, Tien turned back to look at Krillin and Yamcha. "I don't like this."

"Don't like what?" Yamcha asked, taking a seat on the ground.

Tien glared at him. "I hate having to sit around and watch those two be buddy-buddy. For once we should be the ones taking out that bad guy."

Krillin only laughed. "If you didn't notice, Yamcha and I retired from fighting a long time ago."

"That may be good enough for the two of you, but not for me." Tien said, before flying off.

"That guy needs to lighten up." Yamcha said.

Krillin sighed. "He is right you know. We're all washed up. Ever since Vegeta showed up, Goku rarely spends time with the rest of us."

Yamcha only frowned. "Don't get me started on Vegeta."

Krillin smirked. "You know, losing Bulma was your own fault."

Yamcha rolled his eyes. "How was I supposed to know that she was going to move on with him of all people?"

"You were the one that cheated on her. He was the closest person around." Krillin stated, looking at Yamcha in annoyance.

"So what are you saying?" Yamcha asked.

Krillin sighed. "I'm going after Tien. I'm tired of being in the background." With that the bald man flew off, leaving Yamcha alone.

Yamcha sighed. "You just couldn't let it go, could you?" He flew up and followed Krillin, cursing both of his bald friends the entire time.


She had waited for them to leave. Bra found herself to be very annoyed as she listened in. That idiot Yamcha had to delusional. There was no way that her mother would have stayed with someone like that. She couldn't believe that her mother used to date that ungrateful bastard.

"I'm just glad they are gone. I thought they would never leave." Pan said, with a lot of frustration in her voice.

She laughed. "But at least we now know what to go after." Bra said with a smirk.

Pan laughed. "I can't believe that you convinced blondie to go out with us."

"It's just a supply run." Bra giggled with her friend.

"It is only a supply run." Marron said, walking out to find them looking at her in shock. They didn't know Marron had been standing there. "And you will not go running after the enemy. That job belongs to our fathers."

Bra just glared at her, then smirked. "You mean my father and Pan's father. What was your father doing when they first arrived?" She snapped at Marron. She hated the blonde.

"My father and mother did what they could!" Marron snapped at her.

"So they fled. That would make sense. They are only human." She sneered and then dodged a smack from Marron.

"You know nothing! You're just a spoiled little brat!" Marron shrieked at her.

She sighed, even egging on Marron was growing tiresome. She wanted a real challenge. She couldn't believe that her brother wanted this girl. She was practically a rag doll. "I would be nice to me, if I were you. Didn't you want to play kissy face with my brother?" She smirked as Marron turned red.

Marron gapped at her before turning away. "We will go and get supplies and there will be no funny business."

Pan giggled. "Marron and Trunks, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G…"

Marron turned even redder and Bra leaned over and gave Pan a high five. She didn't understand why Marron was even an option for her brother. There had to be someone else.

Marron glared at the two of them. "You think it's funny, but someday a guy will come around that you'll like and then we will see who is laughing. Now let's go. I want to be back before the sun comes up."

Bra sighed. It was rather late. She hoped that they would see some action though. She just wanted a good fight. That wasn't asking for much, was it? She sighed again, then laughed to herself. Marron had no idea what she was talking about. No man would ever catch her eye. She was the Princess of All Saiyans; no human would ever be good enough. It was a shame really. If only their home planet was still around. Then maybe she could have found herself a proper warrior. The way things looked right now, it looked like she would have to settle for some earth bound weakling. Life just wasn't fair, was it?

To Be Continued…