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"I can't find the rhyme in all my reasons; I've lost sense of time and all seasons. I feel I've been beaten down by the words of men who have no grounds."

They slowly made their way to another port and refueled the ship using another boat's tank then looked around the city for a space port.

Her eyes widened in appreciation when she saw the ship she wanted to replace her old one. Unfortunately it was getting repairs done on it but she could wait. In fact, she could repair it faster than the people working on it were. But a few day wait wouldn't hurt, even if she had to spend the time with him. "Hey, we have a ship but we have to wait for it."

"What do you mean we?"

"What, you don't want to get off of this planet?"

"Of course I do but I don't want to go anywhere with you."

"Fine, I'll leave on my own."

"Good for you." He yawned and stretched lazily before looking around the area they were in. "You know, this place isn't half as bad as the other town."

"That would be because this is not a town, it's a city."

"Fine."

"And there are more people."

"Great."

"And I think I'll go out and party tonight, maybe if I'm lucky I'll find someone entertaining enough to take my mind off the fact I'm stuck here with you."

"Right, you're going to go out with ripped clothing on?"

"Nope, I'm going to make a pit stop and you are going to help me get new clothes."

"How am I going to do that?"

She smiled then pointed to a club across the street from them. "Can you dance?"

"Hell no."

"Chicken."

Standing up in front of all the women and a few gay men, he felt uncomfortable, especially since she had told them his tail was attached in a hospital to make him seem more exotic. Seeing her move around the crowd, he decided it might be best if he started. Hearing a slowly pulsating beat starting, he started unbuttoning his shirt.

She managed to snag a lot of money from people and decided to cut it short before she got caught. Glancing up at the stage, she saw him working on his pants then swore softly when she remembered he had the tendency to go commando. Turning away as his pants went down, she heard the women go crazy and groaned. "Who'd have thought he would be such an exhibitionist?"

He was glad when it was over and quickly donned his clothing before gathering up the money thrown at him when he danced. Walking out the front door, he saw her talking to a guy who was leaning against a wall and running his fingers down the side of her face. Growling softly, he walked up to them and put an arm around her shoulder. "You know, I leave you for one minute and you go away. I think mom would kill you for that."

Inhaling sharply, she glared at him then smiled at the guy she'd met before being pulled along by him.

When they were far enough away, he let her go and started walking silently with his hands in his pockets.

"What the hell did you do that for? I was well on my way to forgetting that you existed."

"Good for you but you don't need someone like him."

"Right, and you know what kind of man I need? Give me a break, I'm not that stupid."

"No, I don't know what kind of man you need just the kind you don't need."

"Whatever." Hugging her sides, she walked along with him then spoke again. "How did the dancing and stripping go?"

"Don't ask."

"Fine, how much did you make?"

"Enough." Reaching into his pockets, he withdrew several wads of folded up money and handed them to her. "I hope you buy something that will last."

"I'm sure I won't."

"Right."

Her eyes lighted on a store with beautiful clothing in the windows. "Come on." Grabbing his hand, she dragged him in the store with her.

"Why in the hell did you bring me in here?"

"Someone has to make sure I don't get into trouble. Besides, I want a male opinion and you're the closest thing to a man I can find right now."

"Are you saying I'm not a man?"

"If the shoe fits."

"You are such a bitch. First I save your life then I get you out of the stupid place we were in and then I dance in front of men and women, naked, so you could have money. What have you done this entire time?"

"Got us two ships, a place to stay for the night and saved your life several times also."

"That is nowhere near as horrifying as my list."

"That's because I didn't dance in front of gay men and a lot of women."

"Don't talk about that place again."

"What's wrong, did the gay men bother you?"

"Shut up." Growling softly, he walked further into the store then stopped when she put her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry."

"I don't need your apologies."

"Well…it was my fault."

"Yes it was."

"So I am sorry."

"Fine, I'll accept your fucking apology."

"Thank god, I don't know what I would have done if you had said fuck off." Rolling her eyes, she started looking for clothing then smiled when she found something she liked.

Looking around, he saw several different types of women in the store and they were all staring at him as though he was fresh meat. Swearing, he darted after her, not ready to deal with the women of this planet.

She went into the dressing room and tried on the outfits she had found. Everytime she came out, he would frown and shake his head, even if the outfit looked good on her and it caused her to grow angry. The last time she came out in oversized pants and a huge shirt.

"I like that."

"You bastard, you've been saying no to everything because it wasn't boring and unattractive?"

"That's right. I don't see any point to you getting a man and having fun since we won't be here long enough for you to enjoy several nights with him."

"Yeah well, I don't see you trying to do something about your number one priority."

"Which is?"

"As you put it your priorities were sex, food, and fighting."

"What's your point?"

"That you have been turning down every offer you've gotten while we're here. I saw you back in the bar before you started dancing. You just looked at every woman that came up to you as though she was stupid. What the hell was your problem?"

"They don't meet my qualifications."

"They weren't pretty enough for you, was that it?"

"No, they didn't have…" He stopped and thought a moment. What was it that the other women didn't have that he was looking for right now? Shaking his head in confusion, he looked back at her. "They weren't right."

"Whatever." Returning to the dressing room, she changed into her original clothing then grabbed everything she wanted before heading for the counter to pay for it. Hearing him walk up behind her, she sighed and looked at him from the corner of her eye. "Maybe you haven't found one that can meet your fighting standards?"

"I don't know."

"It's possible that some of them aren't healthy enough for you."

"That's doubtful since I normally don't care if the woman has a little weight on her."

"Then maybe you're looking for a fucking man." Picking up her purchases, she stalked out of the store, wondering why that thought had bothered her. Feeling his hand grip her neck tightly, she stopped and held still. "Let me go."

"Why do you think I'm gay?"

"I never said you were gay I just said that since you couldn't find a woman to meet your high standards, you must be looking for a man."

"I don't like men. I don't like sleeping with men. I never have liked it and I never will."

"You slept with another guy before?"

"Yes, now shut up and leave me alone." Walking away, he headed for their hotel then stopped when she ran up behind him. "What now?"

"I'm sorry I brought it up and I didn't realize you felt so strongly about the idea."

"Yeah well…whatever."

"Vegeta…"

"Leave me alone."

"No, I told you I was sorry and every time I apologized you put me down."

"What did you expect wench? I hate you, you hate me, the feeling is mutual."

"Of course it's mutual, if it wasn't then we wouldn't be arguing in the middle of the street and wondering why we even put up with each other."

"I don't wonder about that." Stepping forward, he grabbed her chin and held her still so he could meet her gaze. "I wonder why I stick around to get yelled at by you. I wonder what I'm doing here instead of being out with some nameless whore enjoying myself for the night. I am wondering why I haven't killed you yet."

"Because if you killed me you would have no one to argue with."

"At least if I killed you then I'd be rid of your never-ending arguing."

"And if you killed me then you would be all alone on a world full of people who hate your race."

Lowering his hand, he felt a chill go through his body as he straightened slowly. "Go to your club and enjoy yourself."

"What?"

"Have fun and don't get into too much trouble. I need you to get me off of this fucking planet."

"Vegeta?"

He just turned away and headed up to his room in the hotel while she paid for their nights they would be staying. Sitting on his bed, he thought about what she'd said and wondered if she hated his race also.

She never left her room that night. The way he had acted during the last part of her argument had bothered her too much.