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(Trunks POV)

I awoke with a burning feeling. The feeling I usually got the morning after. It was like a hangover except instead of my head killing me, it'd be my eyes and ears. Everything was just… sensitive. I raised my head and looked around the bed. The bed sheets were off to a side of the bed, crumbled together in a mess. From here I could smell the distinct odor of blood and I stood up immediately alarmed. I grabbed the sheets and realized there was blood on them but the blood wasn't mine.

"Lara," I whispered and looked straight ahead to the bathroom door. I concentrated my ears and heard the sound of falling water, deducing that Lara was taking a shower. Maybe she'd gotten her monthly friend. Letting go of the sheets and dropping them on the floor I got off the bed and walked toward the bathroom.

I managed to get inside the glass-covered shower without her knowing and as I went to startle her I realized something was wrong. She was standing underneath the water with her eyes closed. Her body was covered in red blotches and immediately my eyes grew wide. My mind immediately ran through the events of the previous night. Had I grabbed her that hard? I had never hurt her like this. I scanned her body; I could see red bruises on her hips, thighs, waist, and her back. I decided to walk closer. Watching as she slowly passed her hands on her body and then heard her whimper in pain as she cleaned her body.

"Lara" I whispered and she turned around alarmed that I was in there with her. "What have I done?" Now that she was facing me I could see that her breasts were bruised too and there were bite marks on her nipples and neck. I could smell the soft lingering scent of blood, and I realized that the blood on the sheets hadn't been from her natural cycle. "I made you bleed." I said almost to myself as I reached out to feel her bruised body. I made sure to be soft as I traveled my hand down to her leg.

"I can barely walk," she whispered and I let her rest on my body as I slowly stroked her back.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I whispered.

I proceeded to help her wash making sure to be gentle and I carried her out of the shower and dried her and then wrap the towel around her body and carry her out into the bedroom.

I carried her to the rejuvenation chambers and then waited until she was healed and carried her back to the bedroom. She didn't have any bites, or bruises anymore but I knew she was tired.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, and I felt her sigh against me, her breath hitting my chest lightly.

"You've never done that before," she whispered, and I nodded. "What was up with you last night?" she asked, now moving away from me to catch my eyes. "Did you take some sort of Saiyan Viagra?" She was joking but when she looked at me and her eyes grew wide.

"NO!" I said immediately and her mouth dropped.

"Oh my god, you did!" she moved away from me. "What is wrong with you? As if you didn't already have enough stamina!"

"I didn't know I would be so rough," I answered; deciding that it was best she thought it was Viagra.

"Why would you do that?" She asked appalled.

"I don't know," I told her looking around. "I'm sorry."

"What if you killed me?" she asked angrily, and turned away from me. "I just can't believe this. How could you take something like that?"

"I'm sorry," I whispered grabbing her waist with one hand and pulling her toward me.

"Why do you do these things Trunks?" her hands went to move my hair out of my face and she smiled slightly. "Sometimes I feel like you'll never grow up."

"I'm sorry Lara." I whispered and sweeping down I took her lips into mine. Kissing her softly making sure to be soft to demonstrate I'd learned my lesson. "Forgive me?" I asked and she smiled against my lips.

She then pushed me away and then snuggled into the pillow. "I'm really tired, you didn't let me sleep last night." I waited until she fell asleep to get up. I got dressed and flew out through the window.

I knew that the only thing that would cure my haziness was a bit of EL. I called Shea. She was staying at her sister's place and sent me directions to my phone. It wasn't too far from the palace but the mansion was on the outskirts of town. It was huge and like the palace had huge walls surrounding it. I realized when I tried to land that the mansion as did the palace, and most houses in this world, had some sort of invisible shield.

I called Shea again and she let me in and I followed her inside the house and through a series of hallways until we reached a bedroom. Her sister was on the floor looking at the ceiling.

"Hi," I said when she turned to look at us. She was blonde, and unlike Shea, had lighter skin and bright blue eyes.

"Hello." She purred and sat up immediately. She wasn't wearing much, just a lacy tank and very short lacy shorts, and I wondered if maybe that was just natural here. I had seen many women dress very scantily, and I hadn't seen a bad reaction to it. So maybe this was just normal.

"Trunks this is my sister, Kiki."

"Nice to meet you," I said and she smiled and walked toward me.

"You're so cute!" She said looking over to her sister, "he's adorable!" She walked over to a bar type area in the room and came back with exactly what I had come for. EL. "You don't look anything like your father, not that I've ever seen him up close. Your uncle and I are close though." She said as I watched her hands prepare the EL. "Close friends," she told me and then turned around. She waited until I let my arm out and then she injected me, and that feeling I had come accustomed to fill up my mind, and my senses.

"You're a friend of my uncle?"

"Oh yes! He is too much fun." She said smiling.

"Tarble is great, you know…he's having a thing tomorrow, you should come with us." Shea said and sat down where her sister had been.

"I don't know, Lara is leaving for Earth, and I wanted to be with her before she did." I told Shea and watched as her sister got her ready to inject her.

"She's leaving forever?" Shea asked and then showed true pleasure in her face from the EL.

"No, just for a month." I told her and held out my hand to Kiki.

"Oh." Shea said her face now looking up at the ceiling.

"Maybe I'll go to the party with her." I replied as Kiki injected herself.

"Oh yeah, you should." Kiki said, "Tarble throws the best parties."

"He's definitely a fun guy," I agreed and we all sat on the floor. I looked up at the ceiling which had a strange collection of drawings and colors. Interesting.

(Vegeta's POV)

I hadn't seen Trunks since he'd arrived, and I was growing impatient of waiting for him to show his face. So I stood outside of his bedroom, and knocked. At first I felt no movement from inside but finally I felt a Ki move toward the door. It was Lara, and she had a robe wrapped around her body.

"Good morning sir," she said squinting a bit at the light that came from the hallway.

"Where's Trunks?"

"I'm not sure," she said. She didn't look very good, and I thought she might be sick.

"Well next time you see him tell him that I need to talk to him."

"Of course sir." She said and waited for me to leave before closing the door again. I walked back to the bedroom, determined to get something out of my mind before leaving.

"Bulma."

"Yes?" she asked, she was putting makeup on but was already dressed.

"I think Lara is sick."

"Oh." She said nodding, "I'll go see if she needs something."

I didn't plan on eating breakfast this morning but the continuous rumbling of my stomach made my deviate myself toward the dining room. The only two there were, to my surprise, Bra, and Neddo. They conversed while they both picked things out from the food served in large platters in front of them.

"Good morning sir," Neddo said once he saw me, he was going to stand up but I told him to stay seated and went around to grab a plate.

"Morning daddy."

"Morning," I mumbled and grabbed food and placed it on my plate. They were quiet once I sat down and began to eat. Or maybe I just blocked them out? Eventually my mother came in the room and she sat down next to me.

"Vegeta, I'd like a word with you before you leave to train."

"I'm going to the office first." I let her know and she nodded.

"Then I will accompany you to the office. I need to discuss something of grave importance since I will be leaving." I nodded and continued eating.

"Sir, I too need to discuss something with you." Neddo said and I looked at him and nodded.

"I don't have much time so speak up now."

"Of course. It's about Bra's training. Since I will be leaving, I thought it'd be appropriate, so Bra doesn't fall behind on her training, that I find her a suitable trainer."

"Alright, and who might that be?"

"Aki he is in the royal army, and I've already discuss what type of training Bra should have."

"Then so be it."

"Hold on, I still have to train?" Bra asked but not to me. I watched them interact, I could see by the way her hand twitched uncomfortably that she wanted to hold his hand but she didn't, which might be because of my presence. During the past couple of days their interactions seemed completely at ease. They were natural around each other, like Bulma and I had been. I didn't think that she'd feel this way so soon. Frowning I turned away and instead turned back to my food.

"Of course you have to continue training," Neddo answered, and I heard Bra put on her whiny little girl voice that pretty much stated she wasn't too happy with his answer. It surprised me as I continued to listen that that the boy kept up with her, and didn't fall too easily into her trap. He did however promise to cut down in training times. Sucker.

I had to admit that I liked Neddo. He'd grown on me. He was tenacious, confident, stubborn, and a bit arrogant but overall seemed to have good moral values. I could even see myself in him sometimes. Just how different would I have been if Frieza had never existed? What would I have been like? Well it doesn't matter, I answered myself, what's in the past is in the past.

For Neddo however, it'd been different. He'd grown up well a life without Frieza, without planet Vegeta.

I turned my attention to the archway as Trunks came into the room. His hair was in some weird design, and I could hear a relatively different heart beat from him, that's weird.

"Trunks!" Bra said standing up and hugging him.

"Hey little sis, how ya been?"

"Very good."

"Good morning Trunks," mother said and Trunks took a seat next to her.

"Good morning grandma. Dad." I watched him silently contemplating when I'd bring up what I wanted to. But instead I was silent and ate my breakfast and then left.

(Barillious POV)

When the King had proposed to use me as a spy to infiltrate Ireks organization I hadn't thought I was up for the job. It meant I'd have to be involved in some illegal activities. It also meant that I'd grow closer to the King, and could use the experience. So, I had accepted.

So far Vegeta had cracked down on Irek's regime. He had police, spies, everywhere. Ireks men were scared, so scared that they missed out on investigating me further, something that would have been beneficial to their organization. But somehow, as planned by Vegeta I was able to slither my way inside the business.

The man who had hired me, through an unfortunate turn of events, had been captured by the police. So I currently had one more man, to move out of the way in order to work directly with Ireks or "Tri" as everyone called him and his name was, Lotario Fabianus. I knew that Lotario spoke to Ireks directly, just as I knew that if he were to go down, and I was second in command I'd be up for his job.

Obviously, I learned a couple of tricks. I learned for instance the importance of growing power, and I had done so in what most would consider record time. I had also learned that Lotario's wife was having an affair with another boss, and thanks to me some valid proof of that had gotten to Lotario's office.

(Days Ago...)

Lotario, ran back and forth in his office, photographs of his wife's dishonesty laid flat on his desk.

"Aldin," he said stopping momentarily to look at me. It'd been a couple of days but the name I had chosen for this mission still felt strange.

"Yes sir."

"I want you to go to my house and pick up this FUCKING W****!" He put his face down, staring at the photographs before grabbing them and throwing them off into the air. "Bring her here." I nodded and left his office. Walking away.

She didn't know what was going on, surprisingly she did not have a clue that her husband had found out about her infidelity. He locked himself in his office with her, and from outside, I could hear the screams, and much later the Ki flexing's, which I conquered was Lotario hitting her. But I stood ground, this wasn't my place, I had to pretend like nothing was happening.

Finally, Lotario came out blood on his hands, a dark sinister look on his face. Before I could comprehend what had happened, he told me to get rid of her.

My mind spun, he'd killed her? He looked at me waiting for my move. "Get a move on!" he screamed taking me out of a trans. I found myself walking into the room. I had never seen a dead woman before. Staring at her limp body, which lay restlessly on the floor and forming a Ki ball I blasted her, making her into tiny ashes, into absolutely nothing.

"Good" I heard Lotario. He sat behind his desk, his hands still bloody, his face still crazed. "I need you to contact my boss." He said, leaning back. "Tell him we need to talk."

"Yes sir, how do I?"

"I'll give you a number."

I ended up picking up the ashes and then taking them off into the rocky areas, digging up a grave and giving a prayer to the moon goddess. I didn't mean for this to cause a death. Lets just hope that the end justifies the means. I breathed out and left.

Talking to Ireks was something I had been practicing for. Even though we personally had not been introduced or had one on one conversation I had spoke in his presence before. This meant, that I had to concentrate on changing my voice, and I had practiced.

The call was short, and Lotario simply wanted me to pass over the information that he was going to start a war, with the man who'd slept with his wife. Ireks was angry, it was a stupid move, and I took this opportunity to ask him if we could meet up. Ireks didn't end up meeting with me at all. In fact, it was another man underneath him whom I met up with. But in the end, I ended up giving up Lotario. Taking over his reign, and therefore getting a direct connection to Ireks. I earned his trust by showing him growth of my sales by three percent. Meanwhile, taking information of other bosses and turning them into Vegeta.

(Now)

So now we sat in a public place, speaking in code, and having dinner.

"I'm fond of the work you've done," he said, as he cut his steak into tiny pieces. The noise that the knife made when it reached the plate was hurting my ears, making me stop and watch until he finished.

"Thank you, sir."

"As you know I've been meeting with others and setting up a new strategy, new working sectors." I nodded, "I went to merge you with Bryant, so you will be in charge of the entire west sector. Do you think you can handle that?"

"Yes sir."

Ireks moved over, taking out a small device from his pocket and placing it under a napkin. Suddenly a girl sat on our table. Her back to me "Daddy, I didn't know you enjoyed this restaurant!"

"I'm having lunch with my new bodyguard." He replied nonchalant and she turned to look at me.

"I'm Kara," she said with a smile and then jumped off the table. She wore a strange jumpsuit that didn't really fit her that well. Her face was so much like Ireks it was eerie. They shared the same shaped face, eyes, nose, and lips; there was absolutely no doubt that he was her father.

"Hi." I answered.

"So, what's your name?" She asked

"Aldin."

"Nice to meet you!" She replied and then grabbed a seat and sat down with us. I glanced at Ireks, seeing his annoyed look and how the information he was about to give me was moved back to his pocket again.

"Kara, honey I would like to enjoy a nice meal with this gentleman. How about you run along, and we'll-"

"Daddy. Don't be rude!" She turned to me and winked, "anyway Aldin. Where did my father find such a cutie?"

(Lara's POV)

"I promise I'm not sick. I'm just very tired," I explained to Bulma. Who was now walking into the room and looking at the mess Trunks and I had made last night.

"Oh gosh, did Trunks hurt you last night?" She asked turning to look at me.

"Yes but I'm fine now." I explained and covered myself further with the robe.

"Oh Honey, you need to understand that these Saiyan men sometimes- is that an engagement ring on your finger?" she asked, and walked toward me grabbing my hand and bringing it forward. I had forgotten to take it off. She looked at the ring and then at me. "Don't tell me?" I nodded and she smiled and took me in a hug. "I can't believe it, my baby is getting married?!" I hugged her back and smiled.

"Yes, well Trunks hasn't said anything yet so please don't tell more people until he's ready." Bulma nodded with a still smile on her face.

"I'm so excited!" she moved around the room and then smiled at me. "Since we are leaving for Earth we can pick out your dress there! This is going to be a beautiful wedding, and-"

"Mrs. Bulma." I said to stop her rant. "Please don't bring anything up to Trunks yet. He's been all- strange recently. "

"Alright I promise. But tell him to hurry, I can't wait to help you plan the wedding!" she walked out of the room and I closed the door behind her.

Oh boy. After picking up the dirty sheets I went to the closet and got dressed. I didn't have much planned today, just going to a class and I wanted to talk to Trunks. I was a bit scared that it'd been so long since we had a real conversation, the conversation that asked where this relationship was headed. I knew that he'd bring up the engagement ring but that still didn't mean anything.

Sometimes I felt as though Trunks didn't love me that he just loved my body, and the only reason I was his because he didn't want me to be anyone else's.

That fear struck me hard if that was true then why was I giving up everything I had for a man who was simply obsessed with my body? And Trunks didn't really show much but desire for me. Which is why today we were going to sit down and talk, I don't care for how long, I just needed to know the truth.

(Vegeta's POV)

"I need to talk to you about your brother." Mother said, and then leaned back on her chair. I'd been noticing more recently how the late years were drawing too near.

"What about him?" I asked moving my attention away from the wrinkles that had become more prominent around her eyes.

"I've heard some disturbing facts about him." I didn't comment but I knew what she spoke of. Barillious had warned me about it, during one of our talks and before he'd left into his "project." In fact it was the sole reason I was forcing my mother to leave with Bulma, if I was going to help Tarble, she couldn't butt in. And trust me, mothers always butt in. "I think your brother is into drugs. I'm really worried Vegeta, that's why I think it's best that I stay here, I need to make sure your brother isn't making a mistake-"

"NO! You will leave. I will talk to Tarble."

"You will?"

"Yes, it's about time he starts being responsible. He's not the only son of Vegeta and Elianna." She smiled slightly, and then moved her eyes away breathing deeply.

"As you might already know, my late years are on me. I don't know how long-"

"Women your age can go on for years." I interrupted. "You are still young."

"Not that young Vegeta." She signed and stood up from her chair, "I only wish that I could have had more time to spend with you. It doesn't seem fair that now that you are here, I shall leave."

"Stop being dramatic. Your late years are coming in but that won't mean you'll die in a month." My tone was a bit harsher than I meant it to be, but she needed to stop talking about her death.

"When my time comes I will confront it with pleasure." She stood up and walked toward me, forcing eye contact she grabbed my hands. "Promise me something Vegeta."

"I don't make promises."

"Promise me."

I was silent.

"Promise me you'll never let your brother destroy himself. I know you barely know each other, and you two don't have anything in common but promise me you will make sure your brother turns out all right. You two are brothers after all." She squeezed my hands and waited. When she realized I was not going to answer she signed. "As stubborn as your father."

"I am NOT my father," I growled out and moved away from her, taking her eyes away from mine.

"You are a lot like your father but you are also very different from him."

"My father was a simple fool played by smarter men."

"I was too at some point." She said walking toward me until we both stared at the buildings below us through a window. "We are all fools for the one's we love."

"You didn't love my father, you've said that before."

"I mean you. The only thing I loved at the time."

"Except Bardo."

"Bardo was just a friend." I turned to look at her and smirked I had learned a thing or two about Bardo.

"Right."

"He was just a friend, and I didn't love him at the time. I am not saying things didn't change much later." She paused. "Promise me Vegeta, that's all I ask."

"I promise." I whispered the words rolling out of my mouth before I could detain them.

"Thank you."

(Bra's POV)

After Lunch Neddo came by to pick me up. Once we had left the city I sat back and watched him drive. He was strangely quiet, and I remembered about the training and brought it up again.

"Neddo, I was thinking… it probably wouldn't be good if I trained with somebody else. What if they make me sloppy?"

He laughed before turning to me with a wicked grin. "Did you really think I was going to fall for that?"

I frowned slightly before biting my lip. "I guess not."

"Listen, your mother does not know how long we will be on Earth, so it's best that you continue your training."

"Ugh, fine." I signed and he looked over at me and moved my hand toward mine. "But don't be mad when you come back and I've become sloppy."

"Aki is a very good trainer. I've trained with him before and he's very fluid. I doubt he'd make you sloppy."

"It wont be the same."

"As sweet as that is, It wont get you out of training. Aki will keep the same training guide as we did only three days a week." I frowned and crossed my arms.

"Fine." Rolling my eyes at him I stared at the scenery before me. I had never seen this road we were taking and the greens soon became covered in rock. The car started to bump and jump thanks to the nonexistent road and he pressed a button and we were soon flying and not touching the ground at all.

"I didn't know this vehicle could fly." I told him after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Should I take this to mean you've forgiven me?" He asked

"No."

"Oh come on Bra. Training isn't that bad at all. And you know, it's made you sexier." I turned to him; his eyes were fixed on the road.

"How do you mean?"

"I mean that now you can withstand more physical activities." He turned to wink at me and I sucked in air, "you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, of course I do." My cheeks turned red and I turned away from him. "I thought you said we were going to wait for those "activities"."

"We are." He answered right away, "I will never do anything without your 100% consent, especially if your mind is in doubt of your physical actions. The point I'm trying to make Bra, is when the time comes, if it comes, then you will be more prepared for the "activity," if you are physically conditioned."

"I think this is you just trying to get me to stop pouting about the training."

He laughed, "Only part of it."

"Fine. Whatever," I uncrossed my hands and watched him. "I have a question," I told him.

"I told you I'm an open book."

"Is Baban the friend you had your first sexual experience with?" I asked it quickly before I could back down. Something about her little interruption last night got me to hypothesize that she was his friend.

"How did you?"

"She seemed like an old friend." I answered. "So was she?" I insisted.

"She was." He was quiet and eventually turned to look at me again, "don't worry about it, she's only my friend." Since I was silent he took it upon himself to mention a few more things. "She and I have known each other so long it's like we're family. And we've never had anything serious-"

"You don't have to explain anything. I was just wondering if I had hypothesized correctly." Finally he stopped the vehicle and I wasn't sure if it was because we'd arrived or because of the conversation.

"We were kids trying to act like adults. I know better now, and she does too. We've never been in a serious relationship, and other than that night, I have never touched her in any way that could be considered sexual. She's a close friend; she might even be considered my best friend. If that bothers you, I would appreciate it if you told me now before I do anything that would make you uncomfortable."

"It doesn't bother me," I answered, not completely honest, I leaned in and kissed his lips. He soon took over and took my tongue into his twisting and rubbing until he backed off and I stared at him dazed.

"Don't lie to me Bra."

"I'm not lying," I protested and looked away from his eyes.

"If you say so."

"I do." I told him and he turned off the car. "Alright from here we walk!" He got out and went around to open the door. He helped me out, something I've become accustomed to and then he pulled me and kissed me.

"So we are hiking?" I asked him and he nodded.

"For just a little while." I walked next to him and we started hiking up a small trail that led to a brown mountainous area. The weather here was hotter than what I had grown accustomed at the main city. In fact, it was so hot I felt relieved I wore shorts.

"Aki does anything inappropriate and you tell me okay?" I told him I would and he asked me about my experiment and its progress.

"I haven't had much progress on it recently, at least not much after the incident."

"Maybe you need to start a new project? Whenever I'm stuck in a practice or achieving a new goal in my training, I start with something brand new, and after a couple of days I go back to the move I had been having issues with, and usually that really helps me."

"I'll try it. I actually have this pretty interesting upgrade for my fathers gravity chamber."

"Really? Well let me know if it works, I'd love to try it out."

"Don't get so excited I haven't even started on it yet."

"This way," he said grabbing my hand and leading me through a small hole in the floor. He grabbed me, holding me on him as he hit the floor rough with his legs. "The opening is a little smaller than I remember." He whispered but then we were inside, and it was dark, and he put on a Ki ball. We were inside a small little cave, only light shinning through was from the hole we'd just made; bits of rubble still running through the air.

"Where are we going?" I asked since we had reached a dead end.

"Just this way," he let go of my hand and blew up the wall in front of us. I felt his hand pull me through and when we passed by I had to close my eyes because the light was shinning and it made me almost blind. Finally my eyes adjusted and I finally saw the beautiful scene before me. A lagoon filled with blue clear water, a hole on top of the cave allowing a small ray of light to shine on the lagoon. It was beautiful, completely majestical.

"We could have flown and down through there but I just thought this would look nicer."

"No I like it this way," I told him walking toward the water and leaning down to touch it. The water was extremely cool, so different from how hot the air felt.

I heard him open a capsule and turned to find him arranging a picnic table with food. He'd wrapped sandwiches and had glass cups with cool water. I took some and drank down an entire cup before realizing.

"It's really hot here." I told him

"I know. That's why we should get in the water. Do you want to eat now?"

"I'm not really hungry, but if you want to eat I can wait."

"Don't be stupid, lets get in." He took off his shirt really quickly, and his shoes were coming on seconds later. I realized after I watched him undress that I'd been staring instead of taking the time to take off my clothing as well.

"Your turn?" he asked, and smiled when I started taking off my top and then allowed my shorts to fall. "You took my advice with the same swimsuit."

"It's actually called a Bikini, and trust me, it's really not that revealing."

"Really? So on your planet women wear smaller swim attire?" he asked interested as I followed him toward the water.

"Oh yes."

"I'm starting to really enjoy the clothing from your planet." He said and turned to help me get into the lagoon, the side where the rock and water met was a bit slippery. We got in and I had to adjust to how cool the water was. I knew my body must show my reaction to the cold and even though Neddo was looking at me, I wasn't in the least embarrassed.

"Oh yes, there are women that wear, very little clothing to swim in." he seemed pensive for a moment.

"I just don't understand how it's- adept for swimming, surely sometimes the-" he pointed to his chest and I smiled, "this area, must come undone if you swim too fast."

"It's not really for swimming like that though." I explained. "Women that are in the water, or a pool, to train don't wear this. It's not really suitable. She'd probably just flash anyone once she got to a certain speed."

"Flash?"

"When you show your parts to people in public? I wasn't sure how to say it in Saiyan." I told him and he nodded understanding.

"You've never "flash" anyone right?"

"Oh no! I'd probably go all red and, how embarrassing!"

"It shouldn't be embarrassing though," he said as he approached me. "You are beautiful Bra." He reached for me with his long hands and pulled me to him. Instead of kissing me like I thought he would he placed his lips on my shoulder and kissed. "I am glad to know that I might be the only man you will "flash"." I smiled against his chest and sighed.

"Last night, we got a bit far didn't we?" I asked and he nodded, "I never thought that I'd be so physically attracted to someone that I'd lose my sense of thought."

He laughed, "what a compliment," he said and pulled back to meet my eyes. "I'll admit in the state you had me in, if you'd been any other woman, I would have ripped every single thing off your body, and just consumed you on the couch." His eyes sparkled and fire seemed to move them. I gulped loud. "You aren't just "any other woman," at least not to me."

I rose to my tiptoes and kissed him. Pulling him down he kissed me back and took over the kiss as I liked. I felt my chest meet his and our kiss deepened. My leg rubbed up against him my instinct consuming my mind.

'Why do you tempt me so Bra?' he asked.

'Do I?' he backed off and smiled.

"You're a tease."

"I am not!" he smiled and turned around and disappeared underneath the water, only to emerge a couple of yards ahead of me. We swam for a bit, no talk between us but it felt nice.

I started to float on my back, and stared at the blue sky ahead of me. I turned over to see he was in the same position. My mind seemed to wander; I imagined what it would be like to be with Neddo. What it would be like to live with him, to see him in the morning when I woke up, and it felt nice. I could see it, living with him, like a couple. For some reason a weird feeling started in the pit of my stomach when I thought of it and it wasn't a bad feeling at all.

I closed my eyes. For a few minutes I allowed my mind to wonder what it'd be like being married to Neddo. I knew it was too soon to think about that but the way he'd described the desire to have children really attracted me. I imagined having a farm, just as he'd said he wanted and then having a boy and a little girl, they'd call him daddy. I imagined the little kids chasing him in the jungle with fruit in their chubby little hands, The boy would have my hair but his eyes, and the little girl would be the spitting image of him, black hair, hazel eyes.

I turned to look at him; his eyes were closed, with his arms spread out to maintain his balance. He suddenly turned to me eyes open he winked and I smiled.

"Lets go up there?" I said already flying, I felt him come behind me and I flew out of the cave and found a seat on a rock. The sun and it was burning but I sat there looking at the mountains and trees around us. He sat down at my side and looked over at me.

"You are really winning me over with these beautiful places. You know I really love this place. Especially because we are alone."

"That's why I love it too. Privacy means a lot." He grabbed my hand and I sighed out and laid my face on his arm.

"Will we keep contact?" I asked him, "now that you are leaving?"

"Of course. I'm just not too sure if I'll be able to use the ships communication systems everyday."

"I'll make something for you," I told him. "My mother already created a small device to contact people on Earth, I can recreate it by tomorrow, so it'd be no problem."

"Perfect then." He said, "I was worried about how long I'd be gone, and how others could swoop in."

"You're the only man courting me. I really don't know why you worry."

"I've told you before why but I don't want to talk about that right now. Lets make this our time." I nodded and he kissed me. Before I knew it, we were both in a compromising position. What was it about us? I had sat on his lap, but at least I wasn't straddling him I told myself. When we kissed I forgot about everything else, it was pure animal. My body wanted more, and in the next couple of seconds our position had transformed to a much more compromising one.

'We should stop.' He told me.

'We really should.' I agreed but neither of us made any promise to stop. Our lip locking had stopped but we were both focused in areas we'd discovered only yesterday.

'Your smell!' I found myself saying as I sniffed him and took over the back of his ear. I took his ear biting him hearing him growl out against my neck. Oh kami, that was so…hot! I nibbled on him and then my lips started moving away, toward his chest until I wasn't kissing him but instead touching him; my small hands running over his pecks in a steady slow manner. He wasn't hairy here, I once again realized. I continued to study the muscles on his arms, then pulled back to his chest and then lower, onto his abdomen taking care not to go too low. I felt his hands on my waist, his thumbs rubbing against my stomach in a steady manner. I pulled back, embarrassed that I'd been touching him so much.

"I'm sorry." I told him immediately pulling my hands off him.

"Are you always this curious about something new?" he asked and I smiled.

"Only if they've captured my complete attention." I passed my hands over his chest again. "Why don't you have hair here?" I asked him watching as he curiously raised an eyebrow.

"To be honest its one of those weird Saiyan traits."

"You are so smooth." I told him, "I'm jealous, you've never had to shave. Instead I have to get laser once a year."

"Where do you remove your hair?" he asked, running his hands over my back.

"Underarms, legs, other places." I told him.

"Is your hair blue?" he asked, and I looked up to meet his eyes and raised my eyebrow.

"I'll let you know, that it is."

"Interesting." He said and I giggled. I leaned in and kissed him again. He wasn't very cooperative this time and I suspected that we were getting close to the point where he'd stop me. To my surprise he joined my kiss just as I was going to back off, and his fingers swarmed my back, grabbing my roughly against him.

My hands went to grab his face, keeping him steady against me. But soon they moved away, moving to his chest, feeling him again. I was lost again on his lips, his body, and his smell, which was overwhelming me. I had never wanted a man so bad, and it was embarrassing! I guess I could say that our physical body draws us to do something new, and that was exactly what happened. This time, to my surprise he rubbed on me, his hips buckling against me, and I moaned out drawing him closer to me, closing our bodies together.

'It's getting a bit much Bra,' his voice sounded in my head.

'I know…' I answered and found the strength to back off.

(Vegeta's POV)

I cleared my throat so that he could realize I was in the garden. Trunks turned around and saw me, I noticed straight up that he had been so distracted that he hadn't even noticed I was there.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked and watched as he turned back to stare at the pond in the garden.

"Nothing is wrong with me."

"I asked to talk to you its been an entire day."

"I don't really want to talk to you," he said. I was starting to get aggravated. He didn't want to talk to me? What the-

"You didn't do anything while on AR-76. What did you do there? Screw around with that Shea girl when you were supposed to get information? You are a man now, stop acting foolishly."

"Tell me father, how is a man supposed to act?"

"I don't want to talk in questions so I'll answer your question. A man doesn't sit around a garden looking at a fish pond." I told him, "Especially when his father has called for him and he has real work to be doing."

"Stop pretending you care what I do. Previous to us moving here you wouldn't give two shits what I was doing. We haven't had a serious conversation since I was just a child." He stood up and turned to look at me. "Listen, I do agree that we need to talk. So lets do that. I'll start. I quit."

"What the hell are you talking about boy?" I asked him.

"I quit. Whatever this is. I just fucking quit. I'm not a prince, and I don't want to be one." His heartbeat was irregular, he was either on something or just too nervous to control himself. And what he thought being a prince was some sort of a job?

"You think you can quit?" I asked him with a slight chuckle. "Being a prince is your birthright."

"I don't have a birthright. A birthright is just some stupid concept, created by a primitive culture. Life is about living."

"You want to live? And what exactly do you think living entails." I watched as he walked back and forth, looking away from me. He was nervous.

"Living means doing what makes me happy!"

"So this doesn't make you happy?" I asked him pointing to everything around him. "You have every single thing you could ask for. From the moment you were born, your mother made sure that you always got the things you wanted. You've always had every material thing you need. You've never needed a damn thing in your life, and for that reason you grew up a spoiled rich kid."

"A spoiled rich kid? What about you? An arrogant prince that never lets anyone forget his royal background!"

"I'd rather be arrogant than spoiled, boy." I growled, my temper was rising and the servants around us were starting to pay attention to our conversation, so I switched to English. "I might be arrogant but I've had a hell of a lot of pains in my life. Which is something you know absolutely nothing about. You don't know what pain is, or suffering, or hunger. I have personally learned and lived through all these things. But you can't say that. You've had everything in your hands, pain has been far from reach, and pleasure is all that you know. I'll have you know boy that there are things I know I did wrong with you."

"I'm glad you recognize that." He replied sarcastically.

"Firstly, letting you behave unruly. You think I don't know about all the ridiculous things you've done? I figured that if I let you commit your own mistakes you'd grow from them. I thought you had but I see now that I was wrong. You're still a child acting out to his parents."

"Words of a true father," he spat out "one that didn't even bother to interact with me until I could begin to train."

"It's the Saiyan way."

"Well it isn't the human way!" he screamed out, he grabbed his head and scrunched his eyebrows tight. "I can't fucking do this anymore! You were a lousy father to me! Admit it. You didn't give a damn about me until you realized I could be useful in your eternal competition with Goku. I may have been spoiled but that didn't mean either of my parents gave me as much attention as they should have. You were always training, and mother was- working." He was silent for a second and breathed out, "I had no idea what a family was until Bra came along."

"I trained you, to the best of my ability so that you could become a great warrior, even better than me. I would not do that with just anyone. Only with my son."

"What a demonstration of love." He snarled, "I've always wanted both of you to be proud of me. Why do you think I trained with you? Why do you think I went to business school? I've spent my life trying to please you and mother. My whole fucking life has been a lie! And I can't live that lie anymore." I waited for him to continue and then realized that was the end of his speech. Whatever he meant with that it had me confused. Harsh things were said some true, some only true in his perspective.

"I quit." He repeated and breathed out fixing himself, moving his hair out of his face. "It's a good thing you have another son coming. Make sure to shape this one to be the little soldier you need," he said as he turned away from me and left the palace premises.

I wasn't sure how long I was standing there but eventually Bulma's voice made me turn.

"What the hell was that, you two were yelling so loud I could hear from inside!" She ran toward me and stopped to grab my hand.

"He "quit,"" I repeated.

"What?"

"Apparently he quit being a prince."

(Bra's POV)

The house was a long strip of concrete in which no windows or doors were seen. We approached the wall and Neddo placed his hand on the center, from where we stood I could hear the noise of ringing, like a doorbell. Soon the wall moved out of the way to the floor and inside stood a woman almost as tall as Neddo, her hair was long and black it went past her waist and had slight waves to it. She wore a long silk light blue dress and I saw how her tail wrapped around her waist almost like a belt. I knew whom she was when I looked at her; she was Neddo's mother.

"Welcome, I'm Sri Hakkan, Neddo's mother. Please come in." She said once we made eye contact. She smiled at me and moved back to allow us to walk in and we did so and Neddo approached his mother and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Mother, this is Princess Bra."

"Of course! I already knew that-" she moved away from him and smiled at me slightly. "Nice to meet you dear."

"It's a pleasure getting to meet you, Mrs. Hakkan."

"Please call me Sri. You know I've been waiting for my son to bring someone like you and I finally the day has come."

"What's that supposed to imply?" Neddo asked his mother with a frown.

"That you've brought a lot of incompetent girls in the past. Now, enough chit chat let me show the princess around."

Inside the house was a series of concrete walls but no windows. It was very minimalistic and there was not many furniture or signs of photographs or paintings. Instead, like Neddo's apartment, there were huge windows on the ceiling which allowed natural sun light to come in and light up the house which otherwise seemed to not have no other windows at all. She showed me the living room, dining room, and another space, which I wasn't very sure what it was for. Eventually we followed her through a hallway and to a huge kitchen, which was all white and shiny. There were three people working diligently behind the counter and grill, cooking. On one of the islands there were appetizers served on trays and she turned to look at me with a smile. She told one of the men in the kitchen to serve them outside and then turned to me and said, "Please follow me to the patio." I watched Neddo grab some appetizers and then follow his mother out through a set of glass doors that opened up to an open space. The backyard had high concrete walls on the sides, and so no neighbors could be seen, the yard was composed of the grass that was frequent on this planet, which was a deep green, and there was a beautifully arranged seating area beneath a covered patio, which had a fireplace. We all took a seat and one of the servants brought us the appetizers and placed them on the large coffee table in front of the seats.

Neddo had taken a seat next to me on a couch, and his mother was in front of us sitting very elegantly with a straight back and crossed legs.

"Please eat," she insisted and I grabbed one of the appetizers on a small porcelain plate and tried it. It was delicious.

"Delicious." I told her with a smile.

"It's an old Saiyan appetizer," she said taking some herself. We ate silently and I looked at the Sri, more closely. You could tell at first glance that Neddo and her were related. They had something in their face, the shape of their eyes, their lips, their nose, it all came from her. I knew just from watching her movements that she knew she was pretty, like Neddo, it didn't seem like she was at all embarrassed of her looks but somehow she made it classy and elegant. Finally Neddo broke the silence.

"Mother, where's father?" Neddo asked as he grabbed a couple more appetizers.

"Your father is in his office reading about a case he has tomorrow, he will be here later. He sends his apologies to the Princess." She said to me, and I nodded.

"Oh don't worry about it." I told her and beside me Neddo grunted and leaned back on the couch.

"Please Bra, get comfortable, I have so many questions! I'm afraid that I suffer from a relentless curiosity." And then it started, his mother asked many questions, ranging from basic information about my life on Earth, to how my father had survived Frieza (which I was vague since I too was fuzzy about that information). She had "heard" that like my mother I was a genius, and I that worked mostly with inventions. So, she asked about the inventions I had created on Earth, and then about the project I was working on currently but Neddo stopped her from finishing the question, it was supposed to be a "secret" after all. But from the way she talked about it, it seemed the "secret" was out. I hadn't known before now that so many had speculated what I was working on.

We sat there eating and conversing and before Sri could ask more questions she stood up to go back to the kitchen because one of the appetizers the waiter had brought was too salty.

"She's a little scary huh?" Neddo whispered next to my ear. I giggled and looked at him. His eyes sparkled just a bit as he grabbed my hand.

"Just slightly," I answered truthfully and he smirked.

"She always does this, she's a little too curious if you ask me. But she's my mother and if I were to say anything she'd-"

"It's alright." I told him cutting him off and he smiled and nodded and then bent down and quickly captured my lips. I wasn't expecting it, and he was soft and gentle his lips so carefully brushing over mine. And just as it had started it ended, and I signed out as he kept his lips very close to mine.

"My brother is here," he whispered and then leaned back moving away from me, and leaving me still dazed. He looked over at the house and when I turned a tall, lean built, man was walking toward us. His hair was a light pink color; like a grey pink tone. He wasn't muscular, and physically looked nothing like Neddo or Sri.

"Hello, hello. Princess." He said smiling and then grabbed some appetizers.

"Hello." I said analyzing as he sat were his mother had previously been sitting.

"Brother how art thou?" he asked to Neddo.

"Apparently waiting for the birthday girl."

"She's not coming until later, something about a previous engagement." He told him and then went back to the appetizers. "Anyways, we haven't been properly introduced, I'm Nero the youngest and the most attractive." At the last part Neddo started laughing uncontrollably.

"You attractive?" he said through laughs, "come on, Nero don't be stupid, I'm the most attractive one in the family. And I have proof, I have the princess." he swung his arm around me. And I shook my face with a smile.

"Nice to meet you," I told his brother.

"I warn you, he is this cocky all the time." He told me and then grabbed some more appetizers.

"I've noticed," I told him, and Neddo turned to look at me and raised an eyebrow. His brother simply smiled.

"You know, I was wondering when my brother would bring you to something. Lately he's been acting like he's royal. Since he's with your family so much."

"I'm the head of the royal army you idiot."

"And now you're dating this beautiful girl." He winked and smiled. "But in all seriousness, Bra, may I call you Bra?" But before I could say yes he continued, "I don't know if you've noticed but my brother is completely obsessed with you."

"Obsessed?" I asked looking over at Neddo. "Really?"

"Oh yeah, he's all "I can't I'm meeting Bra, No- I have to train the Princess, hey you know any good restaurants I want to take Bra out to-" he said mimicking as close to possible Neddo's voice. I giggled and Neddo grunted.

"You sound like you're jealous," Neddo pointed out and grabbed some appetizers. "And I'm not obsessed."

"Yeah right," his brother snickered.

"It's not the right word, idiot. I'm not obsessed. I'm enthralled." Before his brother could counter back, I spoke up.

"You two don't look anything alike," I pointed out, I could help but notice that they didn't look like brothers at all. Neddo's hair was long and dark like his mothers, and he was tall and muscular while his brother Nero was maybe completely different. Sure he was tall but not muscular and his hair was light and pink they did share the same colored eyes but the shape of the eyes and nose was completely different. I'd never guess they shared parents it just seemed impossible.

"Nero looks like our father, and I like mother." Neddo explained to me and then turned to Nero, "So what's going on with you? I'm surprised you didn't bring a date today."

"I'm taking a break for now," his brother explained leaning back.

"What? Ivo was too much for you?" Neddo asked with a light chuckle. "I told you she was a lunatic but you never listen to your wiser older brother."

"She wasn't a lunatic, she was just... different'."

"What exactly did she do?" I asked curious about this girl they were talking about.

"She was different. For instance when I did something she didn't like, she'd just scream out."

"We are talking simple things too," Neddo clarified, "Once, Nero forgot she didn't like some fruit and he served her a plate with it and she just started screaming like a freaking lunatic."

"She wasn't a lunatic," Nero repeated.

"What about going to fathers office, to "talk to him"?" Neddo asked I could tell he was amused.

"Trust me that was a mistake she learned from."

"What did she do?" I asked interested.

"She went to our fathers office to complain about Nero."

"Has she met dad yet?" Nero asked.

"No." Neddo told him and he nodded.
"Yeah well you don't know our father yet, but pretty much you don't go to his office to discuss anything if it's not business especially his son."

"Our father is probably the most uncharismatic person I know. He has no sense of humor. Takes things way too seriously, and if something is on his mind he will literally sit you down for thirty minutes-"

"At least an hour," his brother interrupted.

"Yes, at least an hour. Just to rebuke you. And his entire speech will be about how you don't waste his "precious" time." I felt from the way Neddo spoke about his father that there was a bit of animosity in his tone. I knew from the couple of times he'd discussed his parents that, first; they didn't approve of his career choice, and two; his father apparently didn't like mine. I didn't know, however, that it was this bad. This weird tone was something I didn't get when he talked about his mother, or even with her.

I watched the two brothers interact, staying quiet and observing as they seemed to catch up. His brother made jokes about some of Neddo's ex's but Neddo wasn't one to get angry and just laughed along with him.

From the distance we all turned to the source of screaming. Children, which now ran toward us. Four little boys ran in our direction, all of them with dark black hair. Two seemed of similar age while the other two much smaller. I saw Neddo stand up quickly and then the four boys hurdled at him. He managed to stay standing but had two boys hanging from his left arm and one on his right while the littlest one was climbing his left leg. I smiled at the entire scene, it was just too adorable not to.

"Leave your uncle alone you four!" a woman's voice shouted from inside the house. I turned my face and looked at the woman, who to my surprise was like a copy of Sri. She was tall and thin and had long black hair in a braid. "Hi!" She said smiling as she approached. Meanwhile Neddo was now on the floor, and was playing wrestling with the four boys.

"Hi, nice to meet you," I replied turning back to look at her.

"I'm so glad I finally get to meet you. My brother has told me a lot about you."

"Really?"

"Oh yes. When he came back from "Earth" you were all he talked about." She said, and sat next to me. "Boys! No Ki balls!" She creamed out just as a small ki ball hit one of the surrounding walls.

"Sorry." I heard a little voice say.

"You better be! Neddo will you calm them down?" she turned to look at me with an apologetic look, "Sorry about that. Four boys..." she said shaking her head. "The moon goddess must have been playing some wicked joke when she did that to me." She shook her head a couple more times and then smiled, "I'm Vensa." She introduced herself.

She then told me she was a surgeon and worked at the Main hospital, that me her husband Rukki was an auditor, that their oldest two: Bas, and Min were both turning ten, Hewie the next up was eight, and the little one was Amin who was only six. They all resembled Saiyans, and I noticed that two of her boys; Min one of the twins, and Amin the little one both had tails.

Eventually her husband joined us, he was short, and had short dark hair I noticed; he was in no way muscular but instead seemed even thinner than Vensa. Rukki was very nice and asked me if we had auditors on Earth. Meanwhile Neddo and the boys continued to wrestle and Vensa screamed at them several times to "calm down" and I amusingly watched as Rukki rubbed his eyebrows impatiently. Eventually Vensa screamed at Neddo and he ended up detaching himself from the boys and leaving them to wrestle alone.

As Neddo walked toward us I looked at his now unruly hair and the new bruise that marked one of his cheeks. It was very cute how much he liked to play with his nephews. He stood in front of his sister and then moved her out of the way so that he could sit next to me. She punched him in the arm and scream out that he was being rude. He simply chuckled and threw his arm around me, then leaning back on the seat making me go with him.

It wasn't a surprise how the next couple of minutes passed. Everyone present was completely excited to ask me questions. Most of the questions were about Earth, or my father. Neddo would constantly repeat to everyone present to steer clear of questions that were too personal but that didn't stop his family from asking.

It wasn't until his mother came back that the questions became even more personal and a little bit awkward.

"So, Bra, how long has it been since your first bleed?"

"MOTHER!" Neddo screamed out and my cheeks turned a dire shade of red.

"What? I just want to make sure she isn't too young, for all we know you-"

"Mom. Inappropriate." Vensa said, and then turned around to scream to the boys who were making Ki balls again.

At this rate and before I knew it his family had scanned me for information. Sometimes when asked something inappropriate, like when Sri asked me about my sexual partners, Neddo, or Vensa would scream out to stop her, while Nero just laughed.

Finally his mother left again because Neddo's other sister had arrived.

"This is just the initiation process of this family," Vensa proclaimed with a smile. "Tell her Rukki. They did the exact same to him when I brought him home."

"Oh yeah," Rukki said frowning, "that woman can get answers out of you. Don't be with her alone."

"A fair warning," Nero told me, "my mother is a beast. She could have been a detective."

"Remember, if you ever feel uncomfortable, we can leave." Neddo whispered into my ear, and I shook my face.

"I'm fine." I felt him nod and kiss the space close to my ear.

I turned to look at the new comers, a woman just as tall as Sri and Vensa, but had short black hair that was cut to her shoulders, on one side of her a boy who looked around ten to the other side of the woman a man who was tall and Brawny with long blonde hair, I quickly presumed was her husband, he carried a little girl; I put her around the age of 5; her hair was light golden and it fell past her shoulders in curls, she was completely adorable.

"That's my oldest sister. Oxana." Neddo whispered to me as we all observed them approach.

"Neddo!" the little girl screamed once they were close enough and she jumped out of her father's arms and ran toward us. She jumped onto Neddo's lap and hugged him deeply and Neddo let go of me to hug her back.

"How is my favorite niece?" he asked and she pulled back with a beaming smile on her face.

"I'm PERFECT!" She replied.

"She's your only niece," Vensa whispered as Oxana, and her husband arrived to the sitting area.

"Princess nice to meet you," her husband said, and Oxana, who was watching her son run off to the other boys turned with great curiosity to look at me.

"So the rumors were true?" She asked Neddo who was too busy whispering things to the little girl to notice that his sister spoke. Instead Vensa spoke up.

"They are true. Our little brother's spawn might actually be up for the throne one day."

"Don't talk like that!" their mother pleaded as she approached us. "I am so sorry about this Princess- they have no manners!"

"Says the woman who asked about her monthly bleed." Nero whispered but everyone heard and laughed.

"Don't worry about it," I said with a smile. "And please call me Bra."

"Well very nice to meet you princess Bra. I'm Oxana and this is my husband Viljem, the boy over there is our oldest Moe, and this is our own little princess Anetra."

"It's a pleasure-" I started but was cut off by Anetra.

"You are a princess?" she asked, her back now resting on Neddo's chest, her hazel colored eyes staring at me with avid curiosity. "A real princess?"

"Well my father is the King-" I stated but was once again cut off.

"Then that means you are a Princess," she said, as if telling me something I didn't know. "My parents tell me that I'm a princess too." She said, "but I know I'm not really a princess because my father isn't a king."

"Well sometimes you don't need a father who is a king to be a princess. Maybe you are just a princess to your parents because you mean everything to them."

"I know that." She replied. "And my uncle Neddo tells me I'm a princess too."

"You are," Neddo said kissing her cheek. "So now I have two princesses in my life." Then he wrapped his arm around me again.

"But you can't have two!" she replied.

"Yes Neddo, you can't have two." I smiled wickedly at him.

"That's okay, I know I'm not really a princess." Anetra replied, "so it's okay uncle Neddo, she can be your princess."

"What do you say Bra, you want to be my princess?"

"I'm not sure what do you have to offer me?" he laughed but Anetra replied for him.

"Oh pretty please! My uncle Neddo is the best uncle in the whole galaxy! He told me so, and he never lies! You have to be his princess." I smiled and bit my lip slightly.

"Of course. I accept being your princess, Neddo."

"And it's a pleasure to meet the Princess." A deep voice said from behind us. I turned to find an older man, almost like a carbon copy of Nero, except that his hair was more grey, and he even seemed a bit taller. "I'm Theonis Hakan. Neddo's father."

"Very nice to meet you sir" I said standing up and holding out my hand.

"A way to greet someone on her planet." Neddo told his father. But his father had caught on very quickly and had already passed me his hand. I held it briefly before letting it go. And watched as he went around the group and found an empty chair.

"Your people have strange greeting rituals." He said as he sat down and crossed his legs. "Has your father taken to any of them?" He asked curious. I shook my head and before I could answer, "I hadn't thought so, Vegeta didn't seem like a man who'd take to something like that. You see I met your father a long time ago."

"Really?" I asked even though I had inferred that from what Neddo had mentioned before.

"Oh yes, back when I wasn't a member of this society but a much greater one. One that was destroyed and ruthlessly wiped out-"

"Dad." Neddo's voice spoke out, his father looked at his eyes, and they had a silent moment in which no one intervened.

"Anyways long story short-" his father continued, "I met your father during the days of Frieza's reign."

"Excuse me sir but I know my father was a different man back then, and I know that my words don't excuse him, just as I know that I know close to nothing about those days at all. But I can assure you Mr. Hakan, that my father regrets his actions back then, I'm sure of it." He was quiet and I felt Neddo tense next to me.

"When I heard that your father had reappeared I couldn't believe it, and I thought to myself, if he's put into office I will not rest until he's out of it. Because let me tell you, Princess, I've seen your father do some things that you'll never believe. So I felt it was the right thing to do for this community, to prevent being ruled by someone who had NOT decimated entire populations. And yet here I am, talking to his daughter, and being commanded by my family to shush my words in for the sake of her feelings. I regret to say it out loud but I feel like a hypocrite and a fool."

"Oh man-" I heard Vensa say, "come on boys, let's go inside!" She screamed out and was followed by her four boys as well as Oxana's. "Come on Anetra, you too, let's go inside." The little girl got off Neddo's lap and ran to catch up with her aunt, cousins, and brother.

"Theo I don't think this is the time-" Sri said, "You're making everyone feel uncomfortable and"

"I'm speaking my mind. I'm sure that the princess will understand that."

"I do understand." I told them, "and I'm sorry sir, if you feel like a fool." I was feeling at all uneasy but I could feel that from Neddo his impatience was growing thin, and I tried to find his hand to give him reassurance that I was fine with this but to my dismay he had moved his arms and had them crossed.

"My eldest son not only works for the man I loathe but he's courting his daughter. Even when I told him my one desire was for him not to court you, he completely disregards my wish and does it anyways."

"Neddo had mentioned that you weren't a fan of my father but loathe? Have you ever spoken to my father before? I'm sure if you were to speak to him maybe your idea of him will change. And I'm sorry sir if my being here is against your wishes-"

Before I could finish Neddo stood up and in less than a minute gave his father a very angry speech. I realized that I never seen him angry before and I not even if my wildest dreams would I have imaged him to speak this way. In his speech there were parts said in a language I didn't understand, and I quickly theorized that it must be his father's native language which he kept switching on and off from.

"This was the last and ONLY favor I've ever asked of you. I asked you to keep your thoughts to yourself for one evening and you just- just-" He didn't complete his thought and instead grabbed my hand and pulling me off the couch and dragged me toward the house.

"Hold on!" I told him before we were inside the house. "I want to stay." Neddo's face was red and flaming, he looked like an angry bull ready to drive his horns into someone. "Hey, I want to stay." I wasn't even sure why I wanted to stay since I was starting to feel uncomfortable. All I know was that I felt how important Neddo's family was to him, and I wanted to make a good impression. Neddo seemed confused and searching for an answer on my face. "Let's get a glass of water?" I pulled him inside and to the kitchen where I asked for a glass of water. I passed it to him he stared at the liquid and then drank it silently. Once he'd settled down he looked at me confused again.

"Why do you want to stay? My father is insulting yours and he pretty much told you he didn't want you around. He's just so fucking rude, sometimes I just-"

"It's okay." I told him, "he's just speaking his mind."

"I asked him to not say a word of it, and he goes off."

"Hey," I whispered grabbing his face. "It's alright. Let's just go out there and sit with your parents and family. I haven't even met the birthday girl yet."

"You're being too blasé about this, it's really confusing me." I took a moment to find an answer to give him. And finally I just slurred this out.

"My father has warned me several times about people who don't exactly like him. And when I was little I used to hear, my mother's old friends discussing my father, and how ruthless he was. I know that he's different, and part of that is thanks to my mother but I also understand that he wasn't the best man before. And even though I had never met a person who "loathes" him before, which I'll admit that is a little unsettling, I understand why that could be. Your father hasn't spoken to mine since his time with Frieza, I know he isn't the same anymore, so that gives me the courage I need to determine that your father is making a biased opinion."

"I can feel that you are uncomfortable, Bra." He stated grabbing my hands and sighing, "It just it pisses me off so much. I wish that my father would just for once shut his mouth about something he disapproves of, even if it's just to do me a favor."

"I didn't know that you were going against your father's wishes when you asked to court me," I told him trying to find his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, I'm a grown man."

"I know that." I told him, "It's just that, well to be honest, it's very rebellious but sweet of you to still court me. It's making me want to kiss you." he smirked at the last part and shook his face.

"You're a strange human," he whispered, "or maybe this is just normal human behavior." Before I could answer him he'd moved my face toward his and kissed my lips. As we were slowly coming into a rhythm, and my hands touched his hair and I pulled him further onto me. I asked him, 'So we will stay, right?'

'As you wish' he answered back and I grinned as I separated from him.

"Well. Well. Well." A woman's voice said and we both turned to a woman, whose hair was light pink, she was tall, her eyes dark, dressed rather elegantly and pretty. "I guess my little brother is finally in love." A man stood behind her, also dressed rather elegantly. "I'm Katerina and it's a great pleasure to meet the woman who has captivated my brother. He's finally acting like a gentleman."

"Oh nice to meet you Katerina. And happy birthday!" I told her.

"Thank You. This is my fiancé." she pointed to the man behind her, he was absently looking at something on his phone. "Anyways, I heard your little speech from outside Neddo."

"Father's fault."

"You two will never learn to get along."

"Maybe we will never get along. I see things one way he sees them another. Who knows maybe he's not even my father." His sister punched him, and I knew it hadn't hurt.

"Don't even say that as a joke. You know mother gets mad."

Neddo laughed. Seemingly fine even though it hadn't been that long since he was raging. "What about you and grandma? I brought the basket this morning, did you see it?" she nodded.

"I 'm on a diet, so I'll just leave it for mother."

"I'm not going to comment. But I will let you know, that you need to apologize to her."

"I've done nothing wrong."

"You know you did."

"Whatever, grandmother just has to get over it. It's not that big of a deal. I'm not going to have my children, work at a farm like Neanderthal."

"Is that what you think of me sis?"

"Well you do look it." she said with a laugh. "Nice to meet you princess," she said and walked past me, her fiancé simply waving and going with her and outside.

"That's my sisters Fiancé Barris, he's a little quiet." Neddo said once they'd left. "Are you sure you want to stay? We can leave."

I shook my head and he smiled. Standing up we took hands and walked outside again.

(Lara's POV)

I hadn't seen or heard from Trunks. In fact after my class I had gone back to the palace and I'd heard several servants discussing some big discussion they'd overheard in the garden. Vegeta and Trunks had an argument.

After dinner I went back to the room determined to get a hold of Trunks through phone but he came in through the window.

"Hey," he said taking off his shoes and walking toward me. Kissing me roughly as his hands started to run underneath my top, immediately discarding it.

"Stop." I told him holding him back but his strength was much more than mine. It was like he wasn't listening or reading my body language. I was standing stiff in front of him and he was still trying to kiss me to touch me and get me naked. "Trunks STOP!" I screamed enough to make his hands stop moving. He backed off and looked at me with burrowed eyebrows.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"My problem?" There was something in his eyes… "Trunks you left this morning and didn't come back until now."

"So is that a problem?" he asked in defiance.

"No. The problem is this."

"Huh?"

"This!" I pointed to him and I. "We hadn't had a real conversation about our relationship in months because you're always horny, you always want to have sex. So we replace talk with sex, is that all our relationship is?"

"I never saw you complain."

"I haven't." I said more silent, "But what I'm trying to tell you is that I want to talk about our relationship, not increase our sex life. At least tonight." I sat down on the bed and patted the space next to me. He looked at the bed and then at me. Reluctantly he sat down and looked off to a wall.

"Trunks what am I to you?" I asked him and he immediately turned to look at me.

"What kind of stupid question is that?"

"Please answer."

"You're mine." He said with a rough voice and looked down to stare at my chest, which was bare. I crossed my arms covering myself.

"That's it?" I asked, my voice weaker than I meant it to sound.

"You're my woman. The woman I want to marry." We were both silent. I started to think about our relationship, about how much I loved him, and yet here he was evading the four-letter word that I just needed to hear once just to feel safe. Just to know we were both on the same level.

"Do you love my body?" I asked and his eyes widened.

"I do."

"Why?"

He seemed confused at the question but answered anyways, "it's perfection. You're body is perfect."

"Trunks where are we going with this relationship?"

"What? Isn't that ring answer enough?"

"No. It isn't." He stood up and rubbed the sides of his head. "I just can't believe that we'd been dating for so long, that you've asked for my hand in marriage and I don't know two crucial things about you."

"What?" he asked turning to look at me.

"Do you want to have children?"

"No." He replied quickly no pause in his answer at all. I breathed out. Well I did, and that would be something more I had to leave behind because of him.

"Do you love me?"

Silence. Such a long silence that I looked away from him and closed my eyes.

"Why do I need to answer that?" he asked and I felt him sit next to me. "I've been faithful, I wouldn't if I didn't."

"Then why is it so hard for you to say it?"

"Because- it's not in me!"

"Not in you?"

"Yes Lara. Fuck! Why-" he stood up looking away from me. "I can't say it."

"Why?"

"Because I'm messed up!" he screamed. "My entire life. My goals have been to please my parents. I trained for my father. I studied business for my mother. For once in my fucking life I want to do everything, say everything because I mean it, not to please anyone."

"That includes me?" I asked him and he nodded still not looking at my eyes.

"I won't say that word until I'm ready. Until it's in me."

"I can understand that." I answered and he grabbed my waist and kissed my lips. His hand ran upward catching my breast, playing with my nipple with two fingers.

"We are engaged because I want you to be only mine," he continued once he left my lips. "Mine. No other man will dare touch this body because you will belong to me." He continued his ministrations with his hands until I was naked and laying before him. He opened my legs further and pleasured me. Although he was just as horny as the night before he was slower, more in depth. He waited to please me before taking off his clothes.

"Tell me you love me," he whispered to my ear and I felt his fingers entering me.

"I love you." The minute I said it he had moved his fingers and now was inside me. He became a bit more rough but still not as the night before. And once he was done he breathed out and kissed my neck and then lay on his back alongside me.

"I'm sure you've heard about the discussion with my father." He told me as my hand moved to grab his.

"I did but I'm not sure what it was about."

"I told him I didn't want this life." He explained. "I don't want to be a prince."

"What do you mean?" I asked and watched as he sat up and let go of my hand.

"I'm an artist. I realized that now. My entire life has been a lie. My entire life should be making art by day and then fucking you at night. I see everything so clearly now I feel stupid for not understanding that before." Is that what he thought I was and object to have sex with?

"So, you told your father that?"

"In order words of course." He said, "Shea knows a guy who is selling his apartment downtown, apparently it's beautiful." Ugh, Shea.

"How do you plan on paying for it?" I asked him.

"I will request my inheritance. If that falls through I can start selling my art."

"And in the mean time you will live here?"

"No. I'm not staying in this house. I was actually going to tell you to pack up. I talked to my uncle and he says we can live with him."

"You mean the man who wanted to sleep with me?"

"It's just a way of living Lara. He's not a rapist. We said no and they haven't bothered us about it."

"Whatever. What's going to happen with me?" I asked him. "I'm not going to be a kept woman. Have you forgotten that on Earth I'm a highly demanded architect?"

"I haven't, and you can study that here if you want."

"I was pursuing law only because it interested me, and I wanted to speak Saiyan fluently but I didn't think we'd live here forever." I was honest, my entire life, my world was on Earth. "My brother-"

"You can bring your brother with you after your trip. We can set him up in an apartment and I'll pay a tutor for him so he learns Saiyan."

"I will not be a kept woman Trunks." I repeated, "I'm a professional. I worked hard to graduate and to help my brother graduate. Do you really think he'll move here just because I tell him to? He's my brother and he loves me but his life isn't here. My life isn't here. I'm only here because I love you."

"So what are you saying?" he asked.

"I'm not sure if I want to live here Trunks, I came here with you because I loved you but I never thought it would be forever. If we stay here then that would mean starting over again. Studying another career or even the same one. By the time I'm done with all that studying I'll be old and when will we start a family?" I said that last part without thinking; he'd already said he wasn't interested in kids. "And even if we didn't start a family," I continued, "that still doesn't answer what will happen when I grow old studying while you'll pursue your dreams."

"So? My mother can make you young."

"Is that all I am to you? A body?"

"We've been through this."

"Have we? Because I don't understand your answer. You just said that your life should be making art by day, and fucking me by night. Is that all I am? I might as well be a slave you keep locked up and let out only for sexual pleasure."

"Why are you bringing this shit up?" he asked annoyed. "Don't you get what the ring means?

"This ring?" I asked moving my hand. "It doesn't mean a damn thing if your heart isn't in it."

"Oh my God!" he screamed grabbing his hair roughly. "What the fuck do you want from me?!"

"If you don't want to be a prince than come back to Earth with me. We can have a life there together." His eyes moved to mine and I watched him shake his head. "Why? You've just told me how you feel and it doesn't seem like you have any other reason to stay."

He was silent. I took off my ring allowing it to drop on the bed.

"I don't know what to say Trunks. I love you but is that enough? I've left my planet, my brother, my professional life. I don't have anything here!" I paused and walked toward him. "I have to give up everything and you can't even say that you love me." My heart was beating ridiculously fast, "Just say it. Say that you love me. Come back to earth with me and I will be only yours until the day of my death."

"You are only mine." He growled. "The man who dares to touch you will be ripped to pieces by my hands."

I sighed and moved away from him. "So many years of… this. I just can't believe it's going to end." I felt my body shiver, feeling cold and I turned to grab a blanket and covered myself.

"This wont end." Trunks voice said and he ran to stand in front of his eyes dark, his tone, toward me harsh. "I command you to stay here with me. You won't go to earth. You wont go anywhere. You will stay here with me because you are mine."

"I'm so sorry Trunks," I said tears now in my eyes, "You cannot command me to do absolutely anything. I don't belong to anyone." He pushed me back on the bed, straddling me and holding my arms down. I wasn't quite sure why, I wasn't doing anything, I wasn't even trying to get out of the hold. I watched as he looked around the bed and found the discarded engagement ring. He put it back on my finger and then let go of my hands.

"You are mine."

"I am no ones."

"From the moment," he said kissing my neck, "you," another kiss, "gave yourself to me." He bent down and captured my lips but I gave him nothing. "You have been mine."

"We've reached the end of a story, Trunks. I don't know what you want but I know what I want." I looked away from him. "I want a man to love me, a man to have a family with, a man who will support me in my career, in my life, a man who wants to talk to me a man to grow old with." I paused to clean my tears. "And I just don't think that man is you anymore." I cried through the silence that followed. It felt like we were like this for minutes and he finally spoke.

"It doesn't matter anymore Lara. You are mine. And you will never belong to anyone else."

"Trunks… it's over. Please get off of me. Ple-" he kissed me passionately and with such force that drew me out of breath. He positioned himself and entered me holding a steady pace. His lips left mine and instead went to my neck, to my shoulder.

"Mine." He growled before he sped up. And for the first time since we'd been together he released before I did and then breathed against my neck. I watched him get out of bed and get dressed.

"Pack. We are leaving for Tarbles."

"You are leaving for Tarbles," I corrected getting out of bed. I took my ring off and threw it at him hitting him in the chest with it and then hearing the noise it made once it hit the floor. I turned around and went into the bathroom, locking the door and then sitting behind it and allowed all the tears I had, to fall.

Hello my lovely readers! I know it's been a while but I wrote this very long chapter to make up for it!

Let me know if you'd prefer me to update more often; with shorter material, or update once a month; with longer material. (I'd prefer to update once a month but let me know what you prefer.)

What do you think of Neddo's Daddy? Family?

Finally some Lara chapters! I wanted to get into her mind and let you know how she feels and hopefully I did a good job. Although I do plan on writing her more. Did you see that last part coming? Is Lara making the right decision?

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