I got glasses, guess it was time. Lucky me but I can see a lot better.

Dende: What are glasses?

Neko: -_-" They help you see better. That's all they do.

Dende: Oh.

Chapter 35: Clues

Sniffing around like a bloodhound on a scent of an escaped convict that was wanted for murder and got the maximum time, Vegeta was getting his nerves shot. He was convinced that the blood lusting Saiyan was there in that cabin. He was going to get his hands a hold on him. He'll kill him before the man could harm anything he cared about.

"Vegeta!" Gohan called as he watched the man circle the cabin for the hundredth time – literally.

"Dad come down here! Lunch is ready and Goku might eat your serving!" Trunks called as he guarded his father's portion of the lunch. Feeling the grabbing hands of his best friend, Trunks tried to keep his father's food out of his friend and his fathers' mouths and hands.

"God, I hate him. Why must this be so annoying?" Vegeta mumbled as he floated down, taking his food as Goten went to grab it. Sitting down, the prince of Saiyans stared at nothing.

He had to find him. Bulma, his family and friends were in danger because of the Saiyan. His friends, they just made him more irritated with life.

"Any luck Vegeta?" Goku asked with a mouth full of rice. He missed his wife's cooking; like Gohan and Goten did.

"Dad, we'll find him. I'm sure of it." Trunks butted in as he moved over to sit next to his father, even if it irritated the man more.

"If I found him Kakarot, I would be fighting him at this moment! Your father had more brains then you which is pathetic!" Vegeta screamed as he shoved a chopstick full of rice into his mouth.

"I wouldn't know. I never met the man!" Goku yelled back before stealing the last piece of chicken from the noble Saiyan.

"Kakarot!" The prince screamed, jumping over and tackling the younger, taller Saiyan.

"I'm hungry Vegeta!" Goku shouted as he dodged a punch that was aimed for his cheek.

"It was mine, you hear me! Mine!" Vegeta shouted like a spoiled child that had its toy taken away by another kid without its permission.

"Do they always fight like this?" Videl raised her question to her boyfriend as she leaned on his arm. Looking up, she glared at the flailing bodies as the two adults rolled around in the mud. Why and how her boyfriend could understand them was a mystery to her.

"Yep, you should have seen them when Vegeta was still evilish." Gohan started.

"Evilish?" Vegeta asked, not knowing how to say it.

"Yep, they would fight a lot. Vegeta even took it out on me at times when we were on Planet Namek." Gohan continued as he raised the glass of tea to his mouth. Glaring at the noble Saiyan, Gohan turned his attention away from him.

"That was a lot of fun back then. You were so weak and short." Vegeta laughed as he took one last bite of his rice. Setting the bowl down, he rolled around with his rival, still fighting over the piece of chicken.

"Do you want that still? Here ya go." Goku said while sticking his tongue out at the prince, showing the chewed up chicken.

"Gross! You really aren't like your father!" Vegeta showed his disgust by turning away from the man. Something hit him like a wall but it dawned on him all of a sudden. That girl from before, he remembered who she was. She was that teenager that had her boyfriend murder her parents. She was that on that ran into them – himself and Bulma while their son was an infant.

"What's up Vegeta?" Goku asked as he hovered over the shorter Saiyan.

"That girl – the one that Gohan's woman was defending. I know her." Vegeta responded.

"How?" Trunks asked as he eyed up his father.

"She ran into us. That night her boyfriend murdered her parents, she walked in on him." Vegeta revealed, pushing the man off him. Looking at the cabin, he knew she was familiar from somewhere. It just took time to get it back into his mind.

"And that means?" Videl asked as she turned her intense stare on the disrespectful Saiyan.

"She's seeing the son of the bitch." Vegeta said.

"Another zenie." Trunks chirped with another mark on the paper.

"Who cares?" Vegeta screamed as he reached for the paper so he could tear it up.

"Mom does. It's for my college fund." Trunks argued with a smile.

I love how Trunks is being evil. LOL. Please review.