Okay- this is gonna sound like a lemon at first.. but get your mind outta the gutter! Tisk Tisk! thanx for reviewing!

"Hm," she moaned, barying her face in the pillow, marveling at the warmth and how it steadily rose and fell,

waitaminute... she opened one eye and found herslef peering at a perfectly sculpted bare chest, she gasped, tried to lift her head to see his face, but found herself weighed down by a heavily muscled arm that held her possesivly. She sighed, resting her forehead against him in contentment. These muscles, hard as rock, I'd like to see Freiza get to me now... she smirked, her thoughts wandered and she realised her mind was a jumble, she had trouble sorting her thoughts, she was also sorely distracted by her throbbing arm that the monster had mutilated and the foggy veil of sleep incompasing her mind wasn't helping. With a yawn his eyes opened and they looked at eachother, he didn't look confused, perhaps with his two years of senority over her, he understood what this was. The truth, despit his empty eyes, was that he was just as confused as her, if not in more of a panick than she could even fathom. He weighed his options, I could pull away, yell at her... but it felt good to protect some body, even though half the time he couldn't protect himself, he cringed, tightening his arms on her, she didn't balk as he pulled he closer.

He could now feel her breath rise and fall, her body close to him, so close, Strange, he realised, I don't feel.... attracted Her sigh gaced his ears and he smirked, Ah, whatever. The child is safe, that's all that matters...

she broke the silence, "Vegeta?"

He tilted his chin down to gaze at her, only seeing her hair and the tips of her long ashes that framed her black eyes. "I don't want...," she thought a moment, "I mean, I haven't felt this safe for such a long time."

His pride grew in him until he felt her would burst, "Child," he growled almost mockinly.

but she inturupted him, "You are only two years older than me..." he ignored her and frowned as he concentrated on her next words, "Vegeta," he marveled at how his name sounded from her toung, so innocent, so trusting, so awe filled, she continued, worry lacing her voice now, "Do you, eh... Do you feel... I mean/"

He fought a grin, forced himself to frown, even though she couldn't see him either way, he inturupted, " No child, I don't."

He heard a relived yet confused sigh and found a chuckle bubling in his throat, "Then you won't take this the wrong way..." she took a deep breath,, "You're all I have in the world now, the only thing I can put any trust in and I... I really appreciate you.. Thank you for helping me Vegeta..." He didn't responde, just listened to the humming in his ears as thoughts raced through his head, to fast to decern.

"I couldn't survive this without you..." she peered at him nervously, "I honestly don't think I could."

He didn't glare, didn't smile, didn't hold hergaze for long before he quickly avaerted his eyes, this time it was he who broke the silence, "Yes... well, how's your arm?" a moment of silence passed befor he added, "Weakling."

She rolled from his embrace, knowing he was uncomfortable, she streatched and recoiled the burning limb,

Great, he'll never talk to me again. she tried to lighten the modd, "I'm not human, Vegeta, I heal," she noted his smirk and relaxed, maybe she hadn't completly blown it, mention of the new species of slaves always made him laugh at their patheticness. She shot him one of her own smirks and rolled gracefully out of the bed, turning her attention back to the prince as his muttered curses floated through the darkness. "Shit!" he hissed again, following her example and pulling on his training outfit on. As he neared her, in search of his armor, he caught a glimps of her questioning stare, he clarified, "We're late." and picked up his armor that he'd flung around the room last night in a pain filled daze as he searched for the bed before he'd passed out. She panicked and threw on her boots as fast as she could manage , "Freiza's gonna kill us!" she cried, eyes glinting, wide, in the darkness. Vegeta straightened from putting on his last boot and he accepted the gloves she was offering him as he snarrled, "Never would he grant us such a luxury."