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(A/N) This takes place right after the Majin Buu Saga. Bura is not born yet, and Trunks and Goten are eight and seven.

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Vegeta paces the living room floor, pauses to look at Mirai, Trunks, and Bulma sitting on the couch, mutters some incoherent curse, and goes back to pacing.

He finally stops and sighs, "I suppose I'll have to be blunt. I'm not the Vegeta that you know."

Bulma mutters, "Hmmph. That's obvious."

Vegeta says, "I'm actually the REAL Vegeta."

The three stare at him with big wide-eyes, "WHAT?!"

Bulma says, "Don't tell me you did some inner soul searching or something."

Vegeta says, "No, no! That's not it at all! I'm going to have to start from the beginning...You see, when I was a little boy, I was a normal saiyan prince...except I hated fighting, I'm squeamish around blood, I'm not very aggressive, and I let bullies pick on me, and...Okay, maybe I wasn't normal. But then, as you know, my planet blew up and my whole entire race was destroyed. And being the gentle person that I am, it was a terrible traumatic experience. In fact it was so bad, I couldn't handle it."

He pauses to look up at the three, to see them watching him intently, and he continues, "I developed a split personality to cope...At first I was almost happy he was there. He was sort of like a big brother. He took care of the bullies, he always looked after our best interests, and he did all the dirty work. But most importantly, he took away the pain."

Bulma, Mirai, and Trunks watch him talk with quiet apprehension, slowly coming to understand what happened.

Vegeta sighs and says quietly, "But my relief soon turned to horror as I realized that he was getting control of my body more often. There were times he took control for whole weeks and all I could do was watch and wait. I found out he was getting stronger off of my anger. I tried to resist but it was too late. One day he took over and I was never able to control my body ever again. That is, until last night...I'm sure you know by now what was the product of my split personality complex."

Bulma says, "My Vegeta..."

Trunks gets up and yells, "Where is he scum bag! Where's my tousan?!" Somewhere deep in Gentle Vegeta's mind, our favorite little ouji screams, LET ME OUT! DON'T PRETEND YOU CAN'T HEAR ME!

Gentle Vegeta says quietly, "I don't know."

Trunks threatens him with his fist, "You better know or else you're gonna get it!"

Gentle Vegeta backs away, "I don't want any trouble."

Mirai grabs Trunks' fist, "Chibi! Calm down! It's not his fault for what happened."

Trunks snarls, "Yes it is. He took his body back."

Mirai snaps, "And you blame him for that?!"

Trunks yells, "Yes, I do!" Gentle Vegeta shrinks back a little, visibly hurt from Trunks' hatred towards him.

Bulma says, "Mr. Nice Vegeta-"

Gentle Vegeta says, "Actually, I'd like to be called Edward."

The three stare at him, "EDWARD?!"

Edward blushes, "I kinda like that name."

If Vegeta had control of his hands, he'd slap himself on the forehead, Of all the ridiculous names to be called. Edward! Why Edward?!

Bulma sweatdrops, "Uh, okay...Edward...how did you get control back, after all these years?"

Edward says, "Oh that. It was easy. I didn't do a thing. You three did everything for me."

Mirai frowns, "Us? What did we do?"

Edward asks, "You don't know? Well obviously, you took the away the anger. He needed that to stay strong. You made him happy. And at the same time, you made him weak."

Trunks mutters, "You're starting to sound like one of my father's lectures."

"That was the principle of his lectures. He knew happiness would destroy him. But when Bulma came along, he allowed himself some. But then he kept giving himself more and more, until...here I am. Back to normal."

Then he smiles, mocking them, "Without your help I wouldn't have been able to get my life back. I don't know how to thank you enough. I am forever in your debts. I shall be your devoted servant from this day forward. My only goal will be to keep you happy."

Mirai moans, "I don't believe it. We traded our father for a puppy dog."

Bulma asks the possessed ouji, "Look, you want to make us happy, right?"

Edward nods his head vigorously, "Oh yes! Definitely!"

Bulma says, "Well I know this is asking a little much, but-"

Edward frowns, "No, never. I'm not letting him take over my body again."

Mirai says, "But if you took into consideration-"

Edward covers his ears and sings, "I can't hear you. Fa-lala-lala."

Mirai and Bulma look at each other and sweatdrop. Trunks can't take it anymore and he runs up to his room. Edward watches him leave and asks, "He hates me, doesn't he?"

Mirai says, "Yup."

Edward says hopefully, "But maybe over time-"

Mirai shakes his head, "Nope. As far as you're concerned, you murdered our father."

The gentle saiyan pales and shivers, "Murder?! Do you have to use that word?!"

Bulma, who was quiet most of the time, says, "I think we're going to have to tell Son-Kun what happened. Nobody else. We'll try to keep Edward as secret as possible."

Edwards asks tearfully, "You're ashamed of me?!"

Vegeta yells, Yes, they are! They want me back! Don't you get it?!

Mirai merely rolls his eyes, "No, we just don't want anyone to pick on you."

Bulma says, moving to the door, "I'll call Son-Kun so he can come over."

Edward smiles, "Kakarot's coming over?"

Bulma frowns, "I just said that."

Edward turns away and blushes, "I like Kakarot. He's nice."

Mirai and Bulma watch Edward uneasily. And Vegeta moans, Oh no. Don't tell me.

Edward declares happily, "He's my bestest friend in the whole entire world!"

I was afraid of that.

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Miyanon: Now what could Edward possibly mean by 'like'? Even I don't know! And will Vegeta ever gain the anger to get his body back? And what about Goku?! Tune into the next chapter of "Split Ends!"