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Bulma's Thoughts

Vegeta's Thoughts

"Speaking"

Anyone else's Thoughts

Love or Pride

Vegeta was punching the air in the Gravity Machine. He had been doing so for the past two hours, quite unusual for him, usually he changed tactics every thirty minutes, but his mind was on something completely different. 'What in the world is love? And what do these humans do to obtain it? Better yet how do they show affection?' He wondered, curling his lip in a causual confused look. 'NANI?!?!?' A very strong voice inside his head screamed. (For the sake of format and for you, as the reader, so be able to understand and follow what happens next the thoughts will be written as a conversation.)

"What in Kami's name are you attempting to think about?!?" The little voice said. Vegeta stopped punching and looked up confused. He creased his eyebrow in thought as he tried to come up with a reasonable answer.

"It is possible that I have chosen a mate who will bare my heir." Vegeta finally stated raising his eyebrows.

"That is not possible and you know it! Never would a prince of the mighty race of the sayains would ever mate outside his race! Especially to a weak earth creature, It would degrade our race in such a manner it is unthinkable." The little voice said. The little voice was no longer small, but was loud and had begun to take on the taunting tone of Radiz's voice.

"I......" Vegeta began, but the voice interupted him.

"What happened to you?!? Once so proud, now becomeing humble! When did you give up your goals? Your mind has been so away from training that you have not become the super sayain you were destained to be. Your turning soft, weak like a small child! Not only have you failed to achieve your goal you actually showed affection towards that woman by fighting off that baka Yamcha." The voice was growing with malaice as Vegeta began to grit his teeth. The voice screamed in a harsh tounge, "What would your father think of you?!?" The voice let out it's final blow and Vegeta stared with a look of horror.

"My father......." Vegeta said. Vegeta's mind no longer in the 'here and now' began floating in his childhood memories. His last memory of his father was right before he had been taken by Frieza.

*FlashBack*

King Vegeta had his hands behind his back. His planet's plight weighted heavily on his mind. He stared out at the night sky. Watching the ever changing creasent moon. His countanance extreamly worried. His thoughts far away.

"Father?" A small six year old boy came up behind the King. He was rubbing his eyes from the sleep that wouldn't come. He could since his father's worry and was begining to worry himself.

"Son," The king began not turning around. His voice was tired and weary. His speech slow and clear. The young boy stopped walking and stared into the side of his father's face. The expression hardened, but still showed deep concern. "You are going to Lord Frieza. You along with Radiz and Nappa." The king looked down very troubled. The little boy held his head high, even though he was terrified but, he kept his face straight, as he was so well tought.

"Yes, father." The boy said folding his arms, as if hugging himself trying to find comfort.

"I will come back for you, but you will keep our pride. You are a prince of a mighty warrior race and to lose your pride is the only way to disgrace or betray our race or me." The king turned toward his terrified son. The thoughts of Frieza's pre-existing forms of tourture coursing through both their minds. "And betrayal I do not forgive." The king turned his face towards the sky once more and appeared cold and hard to his son. The little boy felt his world begining to crush around him. Sufficating him in an unreal way. The boy felt a few tears roll down his cheeks. His father's sholders slumped and he turned once more to face his son. He knelt down and took his son in his arms, in sort of an akward embrace.

"You are but a boy of six and to bear this sort of berdan will steal your childhood away, but it is the only way I can think of to kep you from harm. You were never intended to suffer this and I would never intend this life for you. Please understand son." The boy nodded and the King hugged his son tighter for the last time. They let go and King Vegeta sent his son to bed.

*End of Flashback*

Vegeta gnashed his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. He raised his ki at the memory of such mental pain. Vegeta then did the only thing he could thing of, he began to train at a furious pace.

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Bulma chewed on her pen. She stared up at the ceiling. Her eyes were clouded, as she was daydreaming. 'Maybe I was wrong. Maybe I do haev a chance with someone else.' She smiled and sighed contently. She was ripped out of her dream by the sound of an air car arriving and the sound of the front door opening. Bulma sat up. 'Oh please God don't be Yamcha.' Bulma closed her eyes in hope.

"Bulma hun? You home?" Her mom's bright chipper voice filled the house. Bulma sighed.

"Yeah, I'm in the lab." Bulma was so happy her parents were home. She walked out of the lab and gave them both a hug. Her line of vision entered the area of her yard. She watched as Vegeta carried the contents of her refrigerator into the Gravity Machine. She looked on with confusion then she realized what was going to happen.

"NO!" Bulma yelled as she watched the machine take off into the sky. Zooming through space beyond her reach.

WOOHOO Chapter 6 is done! What do u think? Love it? Hate it? Read and Review!

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~kimi