Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.

Chapter Seven; A Fateful Decision

"How much longer, Zarbon?"

"Three minutes, Lord Frieza."

Frieza picked up his scouter, and called vegeta. He would inform him that his time was nearly up.

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"Well? What do you say?"

"I...", Vegeta heard his scouter beep, "What is it?!", he asked impatiently. Upon turning on his scouter, he got a glimps of Bulma's power level. Level three! Someone that weak shouldn't be able to stand on thier own two feet! Wait. He thought he'd noticed something on his way in. The gravity was lower in here. So that was it.

"Vegeta, you have about two minutes, and thirty seconds, then I'm sending Zarbon down there. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes.", Vegeta replied.

"I'll set the time on your scouter."

Vegeta saw the time "2:10" on the lense of his scouter, and heard the communicator click off. Frieza was no longer spying on him. Whatever he did now would never be known.

"Vegeta, please. I know you want to.", Bulma pleaded.

"Listen, woman, I may not be 'happy', but at least I have my pride. I can't come with you." He truely wanted to steal away into the night with her, and never be lonely again, but his pride simply would not allow it.

"Vegeta, you can't be serious. I thought you were different."

"Are you insane?! What do you mean 'different'. I am more saiya-jin then any of them."

"So, this is it? Goodbye?"

"No. We've never even said 'hello'.How can we say 'goobye'?"

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At that, Goku rushed in, carrying Krillin in his arms, and said, "That blue guy broke our gravity harnesses. Krillins hurt."

"Get him to the ship. I'll be there in a minute."

"But, Bulma-"

"Go!", she yelled.

He nodded and walked out.

"You have less than a minute woman, go!", Vegeta yelled.

"I can't.", she said, "The gravity would kill me."

"Come here.", Vegeta said. He quickly lifted her into his arms, like a brave knight. She put her arms around his shoulders, and nestled her head into his neck. When she looked up, he physicly blushed at her closeness, but did not tell her to stop.

Vegeta's aura flared up around her, and she felt protected, untouchable, and above all, head-over-heals in love. "This is nice.", she whispered to him, as he flew her out to the ship. he gentlyt placed her inside. "This is your last chance.", she sad to him.

"Get off this planet right now.", he demanded.

"So that's your answer?...Goodbye.", She said, feeling the tears already poring down her face. She closed the door, than started the ship. She would never see him again.

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Vegeta saw the ship fly off, almost too quickly for him to see. Then she was gone. He saw the blurry image of the time on his scouter going to zero, as unshed tears refused to leave his proud Saiy-jin eyes. He looked over at the small building, the last remender of his love, and blew it into oblivian, just as Zarbon flew up behind him. "It's done.", Vegeta said, more coldly than he had ever said anything before in his life.

"I see that.", Zarbon replied, "I'll tell Lord Frieza that you completed the mission."

As Zarbon flew off, Vegeta found it hard to breath. His newly-aquired heart was broken, and it hurt more than any injury he had ever recieved.

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Bulma let the auto-pilot take care of the work, while she cried into her hands.

"What's wrong, Bulma?", Goku asked.

"Nothing, Goku. Everything's fine. We're all safe, and our lives are unchanged."

"Then why are you cryng."

"Because I'm so happy, Goku. Now everything can go back to normal. We'll never see those Saiya-jins again."

"But that one saved your life."

"I know.", she said, feeling more tears gush from her eyes, "I'll never forget."

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From the Author: Whoever is actually following this story will probebly like the fact that I stayed up until Three in the morning writing chapter seven so it wouldn't be a clif-hanger. As a show of concideration, can everyone still write a review for chapter six as well. I know one person who would have already. ; ) Thanks! Oh yeah, and I don't think that this is the last chapter. It might be, but there is still some more that I have to say. So, there will either be more chapters or a whole new story by me. See ya!

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