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CHAPTER 19

Trunks looked around the hallway. Goku was taking way too long and Trunks didn't know if he could guard the door much longer. People were starting to get more brave, his glare didn't have an affect. If only he had a glare like his father's. A guard came up to him, head held up high and Trunks gave him a glare that would scare himself had he looked in a mirror. The guard walked right on by as if he never intended to confront Trunks. Trunks smirked at the stupid guard.

"You." said a husky voice behind him.

He jumped into the air until he saw that it was a woman. She was green and wrinkly. It reminded him of his grandmother, except she was green. She was also very large, unlike his grandmother. The look she gave him made him remember Vegeta, though. He glared at her and spit. She grabbed his spit and threw it back in his face. Luckily, his helmet covered his face, but the helmet didn't cover the look in his eyes, the disadvantage to the clear screen.

"Do that again, tough guy, and I'll have your head. Then maybe I can get some decent meat down here."

Trunks smiled in spite of himself, "You old woman? You'd be lucky if I didn't kill you. Now leave, your cramping my style."

"Cramping your style, am I?" the old woman cackled. Her smile turned quickly into a deeply wrinkled frown. "Now, scram kid, I gotta get the meat out of that room."

"There's no meat in that room, this is Katoria-san's laboratory." Trunks said, a little confused.

"Sorry hon, but this is the meat box. Now move it."

Trunks was getting upset. "Look lady...."

"GET OUT OF MY WAY!" she said, knocking him down.

She opened the door and she heard her cursing. The next moment he saw Goku run out with two chickens in his hand and another in his mouth. Trunks groaned. Well Goku, he thought, now it's inescapable. We're definitely noticeable now. The woman was throwing meat after, but Goku would just try to catch them in his mouth, the chicken that was in his mouth already gone. Trunks yanked on Goku. They had to get in and out fast, before they were recognized.

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Bra looked out from underneath the bed. Tayhei was tapping her foot and giving her a look of boredom. Bra squeezed out from underneath the bed, hopping that she wasn't angering Tayhei by taking so long. Tayhei had been testy lately, and Bra wondered if something was wrong. Bra hoped Tayhei would be nicer, like she use to.

Bra smiled up at Tayhei, but Tayhei didn't even seem to notice the smile. She was pulling on Bra's hand, a frustrated frown on her face. Bra jogged along Tayhei, wondering what she and Trunks had talked about. She knew it was rude, but not knowing was driving her insane. One question couldn't hurt.

"Tayhei-san...Where are we going and what did Trunks say?"

"Nothing. Besides, you shouldn't worry about that scum."

Bra bit her lip, sorry she made Tayhei mad. She wondered if Tayhei was okay. Bra had never seen her talk badly about Trunks. Ever since she came back from that trip, she seemed so much nicer to him. She could tell Trunks was in love, but he wouldn't admit it. Tayhei was too proud and they both acted like rivals, but Bra noticed their bantering was more playful, until Katoria came along, Tayhei was nicer to Trunks. Bra liked the fact Tayhei accepted Trunks. She hated being mad at him. She wondered if Tayhei still loved him....

Tayhei cried out and fell to the floor, bringing Bra down with her. Bra started to cry, but was told it was alright by a familiar voice. She looked up and almost cried when she saw Piccolo's green face. He was frowning and shaking his head. She wailed at the thought of being kidnapped by Piccolo. Piccolo flinched at hearing her cry.

"BE QUIET!" he screamed.

Terrified she'd die, she began to scream and cry. Whenever he tried to comfort her, she'd shriek and kick him. He seemed to be getting agitated, and she saw an opening. When he reached for her, she kicked his arm, which didn't do much, but at least let her turn to run. She hadn't even fully gotten up when Piccolo had her by the back of her shirt. She cried, but he put a green hand over her mouth. She kicked and screamed until her voice was raw and she could barely speak. Oh well, she thought, at least he hasn't killed me, yet.

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Piccolo looked down on Bra. Thank goodness she lost her voice, thought Piccolo, she was begging to give me a headache. Goku had given him firm instructions NOT to render her unconscious. Piccolo eventually gave in, but was really tempted to strike her back there. Bulma would've had his head, though. He knew if he touched Vegeta's child, he'd really be in for it.

Piccolo searched for Vegeta's ki. Goku had told him to bring Bra to Vegeta, no matter where he was. Piccolo sighed. Vegeta wasn't masking his ki, that was for sure, and yet it was hard to pinpoint exactly where he was. It was confusing, as if he was in the ground.....

"OF COURSE!" he yelled, not realizing he'd probably scared Bra even more, although she looked as if she was about to die when he hit Tayhei. He looked out at the sky. It was a beautiful day, too bad piccolo hated blue {**note: be green! be green! sorry...P-man (Piccolo)**}. He sighed as he took off. Why he hadn't remembered the secret entrance was beyond him. Piccolo thought of a way to get in there without being noticed.

Wait a minute, if Vegeta was in there, then he surely wouldn't be a problem, compared to Vegeta. Piccolo smiled. For once, Vegeta was worth something. Vegeta actually could clear the way for him. Piccolo wondered what Vegeta was doing down there, and why Goku wanted Bra to be taken to Vegeta. He had been knocked unconscious, and he wasn't sociable, so he didn't know much.

Piccolo wondered about what he did know. Well, they went down there and the strange girl that had helped him fell in love with Trunks. Except, Trunks almost killed her, or Vegeta, he couldn't remember. Then there was the one girl's sister, who was at the palace, dying slowly. Goku and Trunks were now on a mission and he had been sent after these two so Goku could leave.

Piccolo sighed. It wasn't enough, and as he always said, knowledge was power. Piccolo looked down at the little girl, who was near tears once again, and almost smiled. He caught himself and stared straight forward. If Vegeta ever found out that he almost smiled, Piccolo would never forget it, Vegeta would make sure he wouldn't. He almost laughed at the thought of this little girl changing Vegeta. What could one little girl do that Goku or Bulma couldn't do?

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Marron felt someone shaking her gently awake. Marron's eyes fluttered open. Her father, Krillin, stood over her, his face full of pain. Marron tried to remember everything that had happened so far. She remembered that new girl, Katoria, and her ears heated. She could already feel anger boiling up. Why did Goten like her? What did Katoria have that she didn't?

Marron let out a sigh. Oh well, she thought. Katoria, you win. I love Goten too much to hurt him anymore. Tears started to flow down her face and her father held her close as she cried. Marron hurt so much inside and she knew that she'd never be able to have Goten, and that even though she would do everything for him, it would never be enough. Katoria is what he wants, I'm no longer important to him.

"What did I do?" asked Krillin, "Was I too forceful? Was I too loose? Do you love me? Do you hate me? What in Kami's name did I do to you?"

"Nothing," Marron sobbed, "I just wanted to prove to Goten-kun that I wasn't a goody two shoes, and then 17-san....."

18 stood up, her face unreadable. "Krillin-san, I'm going for a walk."

"Now 18-san, I don't know...."

"I'M GOING FOR A WALK!" she yelled, her eyes shinning.

Krillin nodded and watched 18 walk out the door. She slammed the door and it went flying down the hallway and Krillin sighed. Marron sobbed a while longer, but eventually got over Goten. Enough to stop crying, that is. Krillin smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry Marron-chan, I'm sure everything is going to be okay. I'm sure that everything is going to work out."

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Goku had been sitting around the room for what seemed like hours. Trunks had locked him in here and hadn't come back for him, yet. Well, thought Goku, at least there's enough food in here to last me a day or two. It was filled with all kinds of canned goods, and all he had to do was pop one open and eat the goods. He already had a couple cans of cranberry sauce, and now was tiring of the taste. He had plenty of peaches and even some pears. Mostly it was fruits, but there was some tuna in the pile, he could smell it. The doors were blast proof, his kamehameha had hardly any effect on the door. The ceilings, walls, and floors seemed to be just as blast proof, he had made a huge mess finding that out.

Goku poked a can and watched it roll across the room and stop at a door. The doors opened and he saw a pair of saiyan boots. He looked up into Vegeta's smirking face.

"So Kakarott, have you become so weak that you couldn't even open a door. Now, start moving, or I will move you myself."

Goku gave Vegeta a confused look as he stood, "Vegeta-san, are you sure you're okay. And what are you doing here anyway? And the guards will recognize you in that suit, it's easy enough to steal a....."

"Did I ask for your life story? NO! So shut up and get the hell out or I'll blast you out my self, baka!"

Goku laughed, not seeming to take a hint. Goku stopped laughing as Vegeta took a menacing step toward him. "Vegeta-san, you can stop now..."

Vegeta, tiring of Goku's babbling, hit Goku in the back of the neck, catching him off guard, knocking him out. He dragged Goku's limp body down the hallway. All of the guards averted his eyes and Vegeta paid no mind to the ones who watched him. He had Kakarott's life. He was now the true saiyan warrior. Now, he thought, to go see Jan.