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The mighty Prince stood outside of the witches room, he wasn't sure why he decided to go to her and not to his usual hiding spot when he wanted to be alone. Perhaps deep down he hoped she could help him. Before he could raise his hand to knock on the door she opened it.

"Evening Prince Vegeta, please come in"

Vegeta stood there dumbfounded for a moment before realizing that she had known all along he would be coming to see her. He entered the room behind her and glanced around to make sure they had put her in a nice enough room. Seeming pleased his broad and muscular body turned to face Baba.

"I'm sure you know why I am here"

"Indeed, I must warn you Prince Vegeta, if she is to ever find out the truth she will hate you for it"

"Well then you need to make sure that she will never find the truth, I cannot risk losing her again and I cannot keep her locked up like some common slave. She is the Princess for Kami sake!"

"I'm glad to hear you have come to your senses. But perhaps you should tell her the truth, or show her the truth. I can do that with my crystal ball."

"NEVER! She will never learn of the horrible things she had to go through! I will not allow that pain to enter her again."

"As you wish, I will do the spell tomorrow during our lesson. Now I would like to get some rest. As should you, you look like shit"

Emitting a low growl Vegeta left the witch to rest. He was unsure about returning to his room but knew he had to try and comfort Bulma.

The doors opened to show a very distressed and ragged Princess. Her once shining locks of blue hair were now dull even though they were styled in a long braid that stopped just below her thin waist. The aquamarine gems that are her eyes now seemed lifeless and grey. While this girl was dressed as a princess, crown and all, her body language would say otherwise. She looked like nothing more than a very timid, very scared child. Grey eyes met black ones and she immediately cowered in the corner and began to sob, begging and pleading to be released. This immense pain shot through his entire body and he fell to his knees, breathing ragged and sweat pouring off his body.

"What the fuck was that?"

He stood slowly on weak legs trying to catch his breath, he could only assume that the witch had done that to show him the possible outcome if he did not let his princess go. The one in his vision was not his Bulma, this one was defeated and lifeless, no fire or spark in her eyes. He could not and would not let that happen to her.

"Why Vegeta, why? I don't understand! What did I do?"

Bulma was weeping into his pillow and didn't even notice that Vegeta had entered their room again and was now standing at her side.

"Woman, you did nothing wrong"

"GO AWAY! I CANT EVEN LOOK AT YOU!"

Letting his temper get the best of him he forcefully grabbed Bulma by her arms and yanked her up to face him, she let out a yelp of pain and refused to look him in the face.

"Look at me"

"I HATE YOU!"

"WOMAN LOOK AT ME NOW!"

Doing as she was told Bulma looked into Vegeta's eyes, when her orbs met his he immediately dropped her to ground and turned away from her running his hands through his thick mane and down his face. It was starting to happen, and so soon, he was the cause of this, he hurt her just as Frieza and Zarbon had. Without looking her way he unlocked the chains and left the room leaving her on the floor confused, happy, and very angry.

"Father, I need to leave for a while. Please protect Bulma with your life"

"You had better unchain her Vegeta! I will not have our future Queen chained to a damn wall, and where are going and why?"

"I have already released her, I need to leave that is all you need to know"

The king was going to argue but read the expression of pain in his son's eyes and decided not to push the subject.

"Just take care of her and tell her I had to leave to protect her…..from myself"

The last part of his statement no human could have heard but with his father's Saiyan ears, he had heard it loud and clear. Prince Vegeta hung his head and made his way towards his private ship. He needed to go away for as long as it took to get rid of this sick possessiveness he had. He was almost to his ship when he saw blue from the corner of his eye.

"Where are you going Vegeta?"

"I have to leave for a while"

"No you need to explain all this shit to me! Why was I locked up? Why is everyone lying to me? Why do I feel like pieces of my memories are missing? WHY VEGETA WHY?"

"I cannot discuss all this with you right now, I must leave, when I return I will tell you everything you wish to know"

Bulma was about to scream at him again when she looked at him, truly looked at him, it was all over his body language. Slowly she made her way to her prince, her anger forgotten when she saw the desperate look on his face, never before had he seemed so broken, so vulnerable. Her pink nightgown and robe drug the floor slightly as she walked up to his pleading form. Unknowingly his guard was down and all of his emotions were on display for her.

"Please don't go"

"I have to Bulma, it's the only way to protect you, I must leave, my father will take care of anything you need."

"Vegeta I don't understand, you killed Frieza, and Zarbon who is after me now?"

Within seconds he had her pinned to the wall and was kissing her, not forceful but with passion and need. When he broke the kiss he looked her in the eyes with a scary seriousness, his low raspy voice cut through her as he said those two words.

"From me"

Shorter chapter, and uber long wait for an update, I am really really sorry but I recently moved and didn't have my laptop until today. I hope you haven't given up on me! I'm sorry and hope that you've liked the story so far! I will try and update tomorrow.