Vegeta stood outside of Master Roshi's house later that evening, as Yamcha, Tien, Chaozu, and Puar conversed over their supper. He couldn't eat. And he knew he'd be unable to sleep. He couldn't understand why they stalled, they were fighters, they were supposed to be helping him save Bulma. His gaze was locked on the moon. "Why does it mock me?" he murmured. "Why does it seem to laugh at me, while I sit here in anguish?"

"Vegeta?" asked a Tien as he stuck his head out the door.

"What?" Vegeta snapped.

"Listen. I know you don't like us humans." Tien said. Vegeta grunted a response, as he flung his body on the ground, sitting Indian style. "And I know it took a lot for you to come and ask us for help." Vegeta grunted again. "I want to thank you for coming to us."

Vegeta glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes. "Is that all you wanted to say?" he snarled angrily.

"No." said Tien sitting down next to him. "I have some questions for you."

"What?" the prince growled.

"Well, for starters, what makes Bulma so special to you? What makes her, one human, so much more special than any other woman in the galaxy that you could have?"

Vegeta opened his mouth to respond with some smart-aleck comment. Nothing came out. What did make Bulma so special? Was it her beautiful aqua green hair, those deep blue eyes? No, that couldn't be it.. That's what it was at first. But he wouldn't be sitting there, wanting to rescue her just for her hair. Would he?

"You've changed Vegeta." Tien said. "You know that? Just three months ago, before Goku left, you were just an arrogant prince set on destroying the human race, first chance you got." Tien chuckled slightly. "But now, now your risking your life to save pretty girls, and coming to the race of beings that used to make you vomit at the thought of."

Had he really changed? Had hadn't noticed at all. He thought he was the same guy he was before, the Prince of the Saiyajins; heir to the throne of the race of the most powerful beings in the universe. Or what was left of them. But perhaps he had changed. Not outwardly, but inwardly. Tien was right, he was going to humans for help, and even risking his life for one loud mouthed woman!

"I respect you for that Vegeta." Tien continued. "You're an amazing guy."

"Are you hitting on me?" Vegeta asked, scooting away from Tien.

"NO!" cried Tien waving his arms in front of him. "I'm quite content with what I've got."

"Sure." Said Vegeta standing up. "Why can't we leave tonight? Why tomorrow morning? I want to save her now! I want to apologize to her.."

"I'm not sure. It was Yamcha's plan."

"That little bastard is stalling!" Vegeta snarled. "We're leaving as soon as everyone is finished with their food."

"Uh.." Tien said, stepping back towards the house. "Sure; got ya."

Vegeta had to drag Yamcha from the Kame house, and throw him into the water surrounding it. Raising his fist, knee deep in water he looked down upon the him, his eyes narrowed darkly. "We're leaving tonight, I don't care what you have to say about it!"

"But Vegeta!" cried Yamcha. "We don't even know where this Oni girl took Bulma!"

"Or if she even exists, and if this isn't just a trap to lure us into, and get rid of us all, so you can kill Goku later on." Chaozu said, stepping up behind Vegeta.

"Its not a trick. If I wanted to kill you I'd do it!" Vegeta snarled, pulling Yamcha from the water. "I wouldn't lie about this."

"Why not?" asked Puar.

"Must I spell it out for you, you little flying rat? I love Bulma!" Vegeta found himself unable to hold back his feelings any longer. He practically yelled out the words. "I love her, and I will save her. I didn't have to come for your help, but I did. Oni is after me, that's why she kidnapped Bulma. And if I'm distracted with Oni, I can't save Bulma. Especially with what tricks she may pull to take my mind off of saving her."

"I trust you Vegeta." Tien said.

"What?!" cried Yamcha. "You believe this cockamamie story?!"

"You obviously do too!" Tien yelled. "You called us!"

"Yamcha called you because Vegeta was gonna kill him!" Puar cried, jumping to Yamcha's defense.

"I wouldn't have killed the sniveling little coward." Vegeta snarled. "I need his help."

"I think Vegeta's serious." Chaozu said after a moment. "He wouldn't freely admit he needed any of our help, unless he was desperate."

"Thank you!" Vegeta cried.

"Where are we supposed to find this Oni person anyways?" Yamcha asked, trying to dry his shirt off. "We don't even know if she's on this planet anymore!"

"She is." Vegeta said, his eyes narrowed darkly. "I know she is. I can feel her disgusting presence all around me."

"Are you sure that's not just residue from her being all over you just a couple of weeks ago?" Yamcha asked sarcastically.

"No!" Vegeta snarled. "Where is the lookout?"

"Kami's lookout?" Tien asked.

"No, Kakkarot's lookout." Vegeta snarled sarcastically.

"Its above the clouds." Said Chaozu looking upwards. "Why do you want to go there?"

"Because I have a feeling the old Namek can help us." Vegeta said. "Take me to him."

Tien was the first to leave, Chaozu following closely at his heels, then reluctantly Yamcha, and lastly Vegeta, leaving Puar to float there helplessly.

Bulma squirmed, fighting the weighted shackles around her wrists and ankles, keeping her body from leaving the floor, or the spot she was in. She also squirmed under Shinigami's gaze, which seemed to never leave her. "Afraid?" he asked, his young voice sending shivers down her spine.

"Yes." Said Bulma flatly. She decided to make the best of her opportunity to find out more about Oni's plan. "How does Oni even know that Vegeta will come for me? She's sure of herself, I know she is. That's why she kidnapped me."

"My sister has reasons behind everything she does." Shinigami said, turning away from Bulma. "I'm not one to question them, she does everything to well, and to perfect."

"How long have you guys been doing this?"

"Six hundred thousand years."

Bulma's jaw dropped to the floor. "S-six hundred thousand?!" she cried. "Don't you ever get bored, or lonely?"

"I do now." Shinigami said with the shake of his head. "I wasn't lonely once, but that's not important."

"Yes it is." Bulma said. "Why weren't you lonely once? Did you have a girlfriend or something? C'mon, you had to have had a girlfriend, you're a cute little guy."

"When I had first turned fifteen by mortal standards yes, I had a girlfriend. Oni didn't approve of her though, she hated her."

"How sad. Tell me more please?" Bulma asked, interested now.