Freeza decided that it was time, for the young prince to know of the secret
that has been hidden from him. Being that he was now 21, Vegeta could
handle the truth, so he was summoned. This was going to be the longest day
Vegeta would ever encounter. "You sent for me, Lord Freeza?" a voice at the
door said.
"Come in." He stepped in and Freeza could see he was a little shaken up, "I called you here because I wanted to tell and show you something." Out of no where, Zarbon pounced on the stunned prince and put the same collar on him as he did with Demini.
"What are you doing," he said, trying to take it off.
Freeza got a sinister look on his face, "Show her in Zarbon." He walked over to a small door, pushed a few buttons, and it slid open, revealing a broken woman. Blood stains on her dress and a sad look on her face. Vegeta could tell that the woman had been through hell, but why should he care? He didn't know who she was. "Vegeta, do you know this woman?"
Still trying to get to collar off, "No, I have never seen her in my life."
"Let me introduce you to her. Say hellow to your mother." Vegeta's face grew death white and his stomach churned, as he looked upon his mother for the first time. Their eyes met and in instant they knew of the same bllod flowing in their vains. He collapsed to floor in utter shock and his mother ran to him, and held him tightly. But before he could hold him mother, she was violently riped away from him. Vegeta was forced to see his mother repeatedly raped and beaten by both Zarbon and Freeza. Many times he tried to stop them, but was flung away, like a dirty rag. The collar made sure he wouldn't disurpt their work. Screams and cries eminated from her, begging her son to stop them, but he was powerless. Her screams were suddenly scilenced when Freeza cut her head off, and threw it at Vegeta, just to add insult to injury. Scared, he scrambled away from the severd head, but his path was blocked by hitting Zarbons leggs.
He had blood spilt on his uniform and a devilish grin on his face. "Now it's your turn, little prince." He dragged Vegeta back to Freeza by his leggs.
Demini was walking back to her quarters after dinner, but stoped when she saw Zarbon leaving her masters quarters, with dried blood on his hands. Curious, she walked over to the opened door and stepped in. Cautiously, she proceded, but then hear the sound of wimpering. Turning on the lights, beheld her with a sight that made her stomach churn. There, in the middle of the room, layed Vegeta, with his back to her. His clothes were ripped open, reveling deep cuts. Blood pooled around him which made his hair a matted down, tangled mess. "My lord!" she yelped, running to his side and touching his wounds. Demini hurried to his bathroom and started the bathwater. Grabbing a bowl, she filled it with water, grabbed a few towels and went back to Vegeta's side. He weinced everytime she touched a cut with the damp cloth. Demini got most of the blood off, but had to get into the bath for her to wash the rest of it off. With all her might, she got him into a sitting position, and could see the extent of the damage. His front was left relativily unscathed. Just his back was the most dammaged. She could also see the anguish on his face. "Please get up sir. I need to take you into the bathroom and clean you up. I can't pick you up myself." she tugged on his arm. Demini took out the knife Vegeta gave to her sometime back, to help her defend herself if he wasent around, and started to cut off the last remaining bits on clothing, till he was just down to his underware. Tugging one more time, he finaly obeyed her. Leading him into the room, she led him over to the bathtub, where he willfully fell in. She took out the knife again, leaned over the large tub and removed his underware. The water turned a crimson red and all that was sticking up was his headWrong head. Get your head out of the gutter.-_-out of the water. Demini knew that washing him from the edge of the tub was imposiable, so instincly, she took off her outer clothing, leaving her in her underware, but wrapped a towel around herself so she wouldn't be too exposed...
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"You mean after all that ime you were mean to her, she still helped you?" Trunks asked.
"Yeah, I was the only world she knew of. I broke her spirit." He looked at his hands. But then his head snapped up and saw tiny dots in the growing morning sky. "What the hell is that." he pointed and raising to his feet.
Goku strained to see then quickly sences who it was. "Hey! It's Piccolo! And Gohan, Goten, Yamcha..." "And Bulma," Vegeta interupted, "No matter where I go I can't get rid of that blasted woman." He turned his back to them. Trunks tried to hide behind his father as the figure of his mother came into full view. One by one they landed.
"TRUNKS!" Bulma screamed and ran to hug her little boy. "Vegeta, why did you take my son with you?" she looked up at him, with tears in her eyes.
Not looking at her, he responded, "I didn't take him. He followed me."
"Likely story." Yamcha butted in.
"Who asked you?" Vegeta glared at him, "And what the hell are you all doing here?"
Gohan spoke first, "Bulma was pretty shaken up and called our house. She wanted us to find out where you took Trunks too."
"And I senced something wasn't right with you." Piccolo answered again.
"Well, it was supposed to be Kakarott and I talking, not a familly meeting." "Yeah and he was getting to the good part."
"Shut up!"he smacked Goku across the back of the head.
"Talking about what?" Bulma questioned, thinking it was her he was talking about.
Trunks beamed with the answer, "It was about this girl he was going to be forced to mate and bond with. And how he saw this guy named Freeza kill his mother, and how he got his butt kicked when he tried to stop it." Vegeta growled.
"Can you finish it?" Goku asked, while sitting down.
"WHAT IS THIS? STORY TIME WITH VEGETA?" face beat red.
"Please go on with it dad?" Trunks and goten sat at his feet.
"Fine! Everyone shut up." and flopped back down onto the rock...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vegeta wouldn't open his eyes while she latherd his tormented body. Demini massaged and washed away some of the pain he had on the outside, but the most, was inside his head. The torture, the pain, the humiliation he would have to live with for the rest of his life. His breath was harsh and ragged, "So this is the man I will be with for the rest of my life," she whispered to herself, looking at her master. He seemed different, but it must have been the severe beating he had to make him more calm looking. Her hands worked downward, masaging and rubbing till her hand hit something semi-hard. Demini couldn't see through the red water so she let her hands do the walking. It was long and getting stiffer, and in an instant, she knew what it was. Recoiling back, she gasped as she knew what it was. Three years ago a guard showed it to her and almost violated her, untill her master came to the rescue. That was the day he gave her the little pocket knife to protect herself from thoes attacks. Focusing on the task at hand, she continued on with her work. The filters in the tub started to clear the water, but his hair was still a problem. Going against her better judgement, she strattled hi lap, as best to wash the thick. black hair. She felt his member against her thigh, so she tried to shift positions. Demini ran her fingers through the hair, to remove any tangles, and took the near by showed hose and doused his hair down. The water turned red again, but not as think. His eyes were clenched shut as she looked upon him. Normaly, she would have been punished for even looking at his face but this was a different matter. She grew closer and closer to his face as she cleaned the hair and could feel his hot breath on her small cheek. "Five more years, then I'll be 18. Five more years of a lesser freedom till I am offically his." she said outloud. Her open voice brought him back to reality, and his head snapped towards her. she was mere inches away from his bloodshot eyes as they seemed to bore into her very soul. She stayed very still as not to startle him anymore, but his hand wrapped it's self around her neck. She gaged at the increasing pressure and placed her hands on his, trying to get it free. "Do you know how it feels Freeza? To be ripped open from the inside, humilitated and violated?" She shook her head just to muse him. Vegeta stood, took her clear out of the water, and flung her on the tiled floor. Landing on her back, looking at him, she tried to scramble away, as he rushed to her. Scared out of her mind she tried to get up, but Vegeta only pounced on her, flipped her over and pinned her hands way above her head. With a swipe of his free hand, he took off her towel and protective underware, leaving her naked before his eyes. "You're now going to see and feel what it's like to be violated," he spread her legs far apart with his knees, "What it feels like to be raped." He aimed his dick right at her anus, and she screamed out, "I'M NOT FREEZA! Please don't do this master! I'm not freeza!" Tears streamed down her face and she could feel his member push against her hole. Realizing where he was, he stopped, knoing that Freeza didn't have that kind of voice. He looked down and saw his slave girl, almost to meet the same fate he was dealt with earlier. Imeaditaly, he got off of her and scurried over to a corner, culed up into a ball, and cried harder then ever. He almost could kill himself for what almost happened. Demini layed there, not knowing if she should run or stay. If she stayed, he might have another eppisode and not shake out of it this time, but if she left, where would she go and who would look after her? Going against her better judgement, she got up and put back on the pale blue dress, and went over to her lord. Demini kept hearing "Mother," over and over again between the sobs, and, "I'm sorry Demini," as she crept to him. She knew he would never have gone to that extent to hurt her. He wasent a monster or that cruel. Kneeling down, she touched his schoulder, and his head turned to face hers. And there, in his eyes, she could see that he was truly sorry, telling her that it would never happen again. He sat up, "He.. He killed her," tears streaming down his face, "He raped her, then killed her. It was the first time I ever saw my mother. Then he.. he raped me!" Feeling so sorry for what had been done, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him, held him tightly as he cried... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "I was expecting her to run, run right out of the room, but... she stayed," a line of tears started to form under his eyes. Everyone was in utter shock about what Vegeta just told them. Scilence envoloped the area as he continued, "I fought the urge to hold her, but sadly lost. I cried there, right on her schoulder... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After a while, he lot go of the sweet embrase they had, and took her hand. Getting up, he led the shocked Demini into the main room and to his bed. Carefuly, he lifted her up onto it and layed her down. He didn't want to do anything to her, just wanted to be in a more comfortable place. Crawling next to her, he layed his head on her chest, clung onto her young waist, and cried some more. She wrapped her arms around his head, held him closer and nuzzled in his damp hair, gently stroking through it untill she heard him snore just a little. A little flag telling her he had fallen asleep. She too went into peaceful slumber. The next morning, he woke up, puffy eyed, still tired and something warm and soft under his head. Shifting he heard a soft voice, "I was wonder when you were going to awaken, sir." He looked up and saw Demini staring straight at him. Visions of the night before started to flood his head. Laying on the floor, her cleaning, the attempted rape on her, the crying himself to sleep. A warm feeling started to grow in the middle of his stomach, and he got scared. Looking down, he also noticed he was naked. Half embarased, he grabbed a sheet, wrapped it around his waist and quicky stood up. She took it as her cue to get up as well and stood at the end of the bed, facing him, head down. He placed a hand on his hip and the other hand on the bridge of his nose, "Do you realize, that was the first time I have ever cried in my 21 years? I.. can't believe I did that, with you watching," he walked to her, "But I am more startled and stunned, that you stayed, after what I was about to do to you." Reacing out he grasped her collar in his hand, and pulled her closer to him, "That is why I have to do, what I'm about to," he pressed the red button and the device poped open. Instead of gently taking it off, he roughly ripped it off, leaving two deep gashes on each side of her neck. He turned around and held the collar in his hand, while she staggerd back in shock and pain holding onto her now bleeding neck. "I want you to go. Leave here before Freeza gets to you. Take a pod and leave." "But sir.." "That is an order. You have never distrayed from an order. I am setting you free." "Yeah but..." Swiftly he turned around and flung the collar at her, smashing it against the wall. She darted out of the room and could hear him helling down the hall, "LEAVE!" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "It was the last time I ever saw her." No one dared to move or even breath around him as they saw a new side to Vegeta as they never saw before. He placed his head in his hand. "So now, I'm going to go and try to find her." "How do you even know she's even alive dad?" Trunks asked. "I can still feel it. If she was dead, her memory would have been forgotten and I wouldn't be here telling you my past life story," he stood up, "Bulma, I need you to build me a spaceship." "Why should I give anything to you?" she snapped in his face. Without a fight, "That's fine, I'll just go ask your father to build me one. I know how much he's been wanting to build another space ship..." "Don't you dare go to him." Thinking to her self, she came up with a briliant plan, "I'll make you a deal, I will build your spaceship, ONLY, if Trunks and I can come along." "WHAT?!?!?" Vegeta yelled. "Oh come on, it'll be fun. Like a long vacation. You, me Trunks..." "Hey! Don't forget about me!" Goku butted in "Dad I don't think mom would let you." Goten pouted with his dad, "But I wanna go with Trunks!" "YEAH!" Trunks yelped, giving his best friend a high five. Vegeta stood there, mouth open at the people around him talking about who is going, and their plans for space. "SHUT UP!" he finally snapped. "Why don't we all just go. It'ss be like a big happy family and we can sing happy songs on the way there." he said with sarcasm. "Oh Vegeta!" Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck, "That is a great plan! We'll all go. Goku, convice Chi Chi to come along and we all will meet at my house in a years time." "Great, not only did I have to like you nit wit's, now I have to travel through space with you!" He powerd up, and blasted away. "What's eating him?" Bulma asked Goku. "I dunno, but we'll see you in a year." and Goku left, with Gohan and Goten not far behind. She turned to Yamcha, "Yamcha, you can come and help me." "Alright!" He picked her back up and flew to her house to start with the plans.
"Come in." He stepped in and Freeza could see he was a little shaken up, "I called you here because I wanted to tell and show you something." Out of no where, Zarbon pounced on the stunned prince and put the same collar on him as he did with Demini.
"What are you doing," he said, trying to take it off.
Freeza got a sinister look on his face, "Show her in Zarbon." He walked over to a small door, pushed a few buttons, and it slid open, revealing a broken woman. Blood stains on her dress and a sad look on her face. Vegeta could tell that the woman had been through hell, but why should he care? He didn't know who she was. "Vegeta, do you know this woman?"
Still trying to get to collar off, "No, I have never seen her in my life."
"Let me introduce you to her. Say hellow to your mother." Vegeta's face grew death white and his stomach churned, as he looked upon his mother for the first time. Their eyes met and in instant they knew of the same bllod flowing in their vains. He collapsed to floor in utter shock and his mother ran to him, and held him tightly. But before he could hold him mother, she was violently riped away from him. Vegeta was forced to see his mother repeatedly raped and beaten by both Zarbon and Freeza. Many times he tried to stop them, but was flung away, like a dirty rag. The collar made sure he wouldn't disurpt their work. Screams and cries eminated from her, begging her son to stop them, but he was powerless. Her screams were suddenly scilenced when Freeza cut her head off, and threw it at Vegeta, just to add insult to injury. Scared, he scrambled away from the severd head, but his path was blocked by hitting Zarbons leggs.
He had blood spilt on his uniform and a devilish grin on his face. "Now it's your turn, little prince." He dragged Vegeta back to Freeza by his leggs.
Demini was walking back to her quarters after dinner, but stoped when she saw Zarbon leaving her masters quarters, with dried blood on his hands. Curious, she walked over to the opened door and stepped in. Cautiously, she proceded, but then hear the sound of wimpering. Turning on the lights, beheld her with a sight that made her stomach churn. There, in the middle of the room, layed Vegeta, with his back to her. His clothes were ripped open, reveling deep cuts. Blood pooled around him which made his hair a matted down, tangled mess. "My lord!" she yelped, running to his side and touching his wounds. Demini hurried to his bathroom and started the bathwater. Grabbing a bowl, she filled it with water, grabbed a few towels and went back to Vegeta's side. He weinced everytime she touched a cut with the damp cloth. Demini got most of the blood off, but had to get into the bath for her to wash the rest of it off. With all her might, she got him into a sitting position, and could see the extent of the damage. His front was left relativily unscathed. Just his back was the most dammaged. She could also see the anguish on his face. "Please get up sir. I need to take you into the bathroom and clean you up. I can't pick you up myself." she tugged on his arm. Demini took out the knife Vegeta gave to her sometime back, to help her defend herself if he wasent around, and started to cut off the last remaining bits on clothing, till he was just down to his underware. Tugging one more time, he finaly obeyed her. Leading him into the room, she led him over to the bathtub, where he willfully fell in. She took out the knife again, leaned over the large tub and removed his underware. The water turned a crimson red and all that was sticking up was his headWrong head. Get your head out of the gutter.-_-out of the water. Demini knew that washing him from the edge of the tub was imposiable, so instincly, she took off her outer clothing, leaving her in her underware, but wrapped a towel around herself so she wouldn't be too exposed...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"You mean after all that ime you were mean to her, she still helped you?" Trunks asked.
"Yeah, I was the only world she knew of. I broke her spirit." He looked at his hands. But then his head snapped up and saw tiny dots in the growing morning sky. "What the hell is that." he pointed and raising to his feet.
Goku strained to see then quickly sences who it was. "Hey! It's Piccolo! And Gohan, Goten, Yamcha..." "And Bulma," Vegeta interupted, "No matter where I go I can't get rid of that blasted woman." He turned his back to them. Trunks tried to hide behind his father as the figure of his mother came into full view. One by one they landed.
"TRUNKS!" Bulma screamed and ran to hug her little boy. "Vegeta, why did you take my son with you?" she looked up at him, with tears in her eyes.
Not looking at her, he responded, "I didn't take him. He followed me."
"Likely story." Yamcha butted in.
"Who asked you?" Vegeta glared at him, "And what the hell are you all doing here?"
Gohan spoke first, "Bulma was pretty shaken up and called our house. She wanted us to find out where you took Trunks too."
"And I senced something wasn't right with you." Piccolo answered again.
"Well, it was supposed to be Kakarott and I talking, not a familly meeting." "Yeah and he was getting to the good part."
"Shut up!"he smacked Goku across the back of the head.
"Talking about what?" Bulma questioned, thinking it was her he was talking about.
Trunks beamed with the answer, "It was about this girl he was going to be forced to mate and bond with. And how he saw this guy named Freeza kill his mother, and how he got his butt kicked when he tried to stop it." Vegeta growled.
"Can you finish it?" Goku asked, while sitting down.
"WHAT IS THIS? STORY TIME WITH VEGETA?" face beat red.
"Please go on with it dad?" Trunks and goten sat at his feet.
"Fine! Everyone shut up." and flopped back down onto the rock...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Vegeta wouldn't open his eyes while she latherd his tormented body. Demini massaged and washed away some of the pain he had on the outside, but the most, was inside his head. The torture, the pain, the humiliation he would have to live with for the rest of his life. His breath was harsh and ragged, "So this is the man I will be with for the rest of my life," she whispered to herself, looking at her master. He seemed different, but it must have been the severe beating he had to make him more calm looking. Her hands worked downward, masaging and rubbing till her hand hit something semi-hard. Demini couldn't see through the red water so she let her hands do the walking. It was long and getting stiffer, and in an instant, she knew what it was. Recoiling back, she gasped as she knew what it was. Three years ago a guard showed it to her and almost violated her, untill her master came to the rescue. That was the day he gave her the little pocket knife to protect herself from thoes attacks. Focusing on the task at hand, she continued on with her work. The filters in the tub started to clear the water, but his hair was still a problem. Going against her better judgement, she strattled hi lap, as best to wash the thick. black hair. She felt his member against her thigh, so she tried to shift positions. Demini ran her fingers through the hair, to remove any tangles, and took the near by showed hose and doused his hair down. The water turned red again, but not as think. His eyes were clenched shut as she looked upon him. Normaly, she would have been punished for even looking at his face but this was a different matter. She grew closer and closer to his face as she cleaned the hair and could feel his hot breath on her small cheek. "Five more years, then I'll be 18. Five more years of a lesser freedom till I am offically his." she said outloud. Her open voice brought him back to reality, and his head snapped towards her. she was mere inches away from his bloodshot eyes as they seemed to bore into her very soul. She stayed very still as not to startle him anymore, but his hand wrapped it's self around her neck. She gaged at the increasing pressure and placed her hands on his, trying to get it free. "Do you know how it feels Freeza? To be ripped open from the inside, humilitated and violated?" She shook her head just to muse him. Vegeta stood, took her clear out of the water, and flung her on the tiled floor. Landing on her back, looking at him, she tried to scramble away, as he rushed to her. Scared out of her mind she tried to get up, but Vegeta only pounced on her, flipped her over and pinned her hands way above her head. With a swipe of his free hand, he took off her towel and protective underware, leaving her naked before his eyes. "You're now going to see and feel what it's like to be violated," he spread her legs far apart with his knees, "What it feels like to be raped." He aimed his dick right at her anus, and she screamed out, "I'M NOT FREEZA! Please don't do this master! I'm not freeza!" Tears streamed down her face and she could feel his member push against her hole. Realizing where he was, he stopped, knoing that Freeza didn't have that kind of voice. He looked down and saw his slave girl, almost to meet the same fate he was dealt with earlier. Imeaditaly, he got off of her and scurried over to a corner, culed up into a ball, and cried harder then ever. He almost could kill himself for what almost happened. Demini layed there, not knowing if she should run or stay. If she stayed, he might have another eppisode and not shake out of it this time, but if she left, where would she go and who would look after her? Going against her better judgement, she got up and put back on the pale blue dress, and went over to her lord. Demini kept hearing "Mother," over and over again between the sobs, and, "I'm sorry Demini," as she crept to him. She knew he would never have gone to that extent to hurt her. He wasent a monster or that cruel. Kneeling down, she touched his schoulder, and his head turned to face hers. And there, in his eyes, she could see that he was truly sorry, telling her that it would never happen again. He sat up, "He.. He killed her," tears streaming down his face, "He raped her, then killed her. It was the first time I ever saw my mother. Then he.. he raped me!" Feeling so sorry for what had been done, she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him, held him tightly as he cried... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "I was expecting her to run, run right out of the room, but... she stayed," a line of tears started to form under his eyes. Everyone was in utter shock about what Vegeta just told them. Scilence envoloped the area as he continued, "I fought the urge to hold her, but sadly lost. I cried there, right on her schoulder... *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* After a while, he lot go of the sweet embrase they had, and took her hand. Getting up, he led the shocked Demini into the main room and to his bed. Carefuly, he lifted her up onto it and layed her down. He didn't want to do anything to her, just wanted to be in a more comfortable place. Crawling next to her, he layed his head on her chest, clung onto her young waist, and cried some more. She wrapped her arms around his head, held him closer and nuzzled in his damp hair, gently stroking through it untill she heard him snore just a little. A little flag telling her he had fallen asleep. She too went into peaceful slumber. The next morning, he woke up, puffy eyed, still tired and something warm and soft under his head. Shifting he heard a soft voice, "I was wonder when you were going to awaken, sir." He looked up and saw Demini staring straight at him. Visions of the night before started to flood his head. Laying on the floor, her cleaning, the attempted rape on her, the crying himself to sleep. A warm feeling started to grow in the middle of his stomach, and he got scared. Looking down, he also noticed he was naked. Half embarased, he grabbed a sheet, wrapped it around his waist and quicky stood up. She took it as her cue to get up as well and stood at the end of the bed, facing him, head down. He placed a hand on his hip and the other hand on the bridge of his nose, "Do you realize, that was the first time I have ever cried in my 21 years? I.. can't believe I did that, with you watching," he walked to her, "But I am more startled and stunned, that you stayed, after what I was about to do to you." Reacing out he grasped her collar in his hand, and pulled her closer to him, "That is why I have to do, what I'm about to," he pressed the red button and the device poped open. Instead of gently taking it off, he roughly ripped it off, leaving two deep gashes on each side of her neck. He turned around and held the collar in his hand, while she staggerd back in shock and pain holding onto her now bleeding neck. "I want you to go. Leave here before Freeza gets to you. Take a pod and leave." "But sir.." "That is an order. You have never distrayed from an order. I am setting you free." "Yeah but..." Swiftly he turned around and flung the collar at her, smashing it against the wall. She darted out of the room and could hear him helling down the hall, "LEAVE!" *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* "It was the last time I ever saw her." No one dared to move or even breath around him as they saw a new side to Vegeta as they never saw before. He placed his head in his hand. "So now, I'm going to go and try to find her." "How do you even know she's even alive dad?" Trunks asked. "I can still feel it. If she was dead, her memory would have been forgotten and I wouldn't be here telling you my past life story," he stood up, "Bulma, I need you to build me a spaceship." "Why should I give anything to you?" she snapped in his face. Without a fight, "That's fine, I'll just go ask your father to build me one. I know how much he's been wanting to build another space ship..." "Don't you dare go to him." Thinking to her self, she came up with a briliant plan, "I'll make you a deal, I will build your spaceship, ONLY, if Trunks and I can come along." "WHAT?!?!?" Vegeta yelled. "Oh come on, it'll be fun. Like a long vacation. You, me Trunks..." "Hey! Don't forget about me!" Goku butted in "Dad I don't think mom would let you." Goten pouted with his dad, "But I wanna go with Trunks!" "YEAH!" Trunks yelped, giving his best friend a high five. Vegeta stood there, mouth open at the people around him talking about who is going, and their plans for space. "SHUT UP!" he finally snapped. "Why don't we all just go. It'ss be like a big happy family and we can sing happy songs on the way there." he said with sarcasm. "Oh Vegeta!" Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck, "That is a great plan! We'll all go. Goku, convice Chi Chi to come along and we all will meet at my house in a years time." "Great, not only did I have to like you nit wit's, now I have to travel through space with you!" He powerd up, and blasted away. "What's eating him?" Bulma asked Goku. "I dunno, but we'll see you in a year." and Goku left, with Gohan and Goten not far behind. She turned to Yamcha, "Yamcha, you can come and help me." "Alright!" He picked her back up and flew to her house to start with the plans.