Chapter Three- More

            Vegeta studied the scroll for the millionth time that day. He was getting pissed, and was tempted to just blow the whole scroll to hell, destroy the girl, and be done with it.

            But he couldn't do it. There was a part of him that still held his Saiyan heritage close to his heart. It was something he couldn't just destroy. And if he killed this girl, he condemned his own race to extinction. He just couldn't do that.

            "Kami damn me..." Vegeta growled as he studied the scroll for the millionth and one time.

            But this time something caught his eye.

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            Ali sat in a tree, not far from Orange Star High School. Her legs were crossed, her back was curled, and her eyes were shut.

            'Damn you Prince of Saiyans... I will mate with one of those boys dammit!'

            Ali's eyes opened, and a very Saiyan smirk slid across her face, as she slipped from the tree, ignoring the tiny skirt she was wearing.

            "Luckily... You don't know my powers at all."

            Ali walked down the streets of the city, catching the occasional gaze, but her thoughts were really focused on the glances.

            They were focused on her past, and her future.

            Without realizing she was there,  she had reached the school. Ali smirked again, as she waited to put her next plan into motion.

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            Vegeta stared at the tiny words that were written at the bottom of the scroll. He peered in closer, at the ragged edge.

            'I, Aliynsa of...'

            Was written miniscule before being torn.

            "I'll be damned." Vegeta growled again. "There's another part to this scroll!"

            Vegeta stormed away from the desk, and instantly went to Bulma.

            "Yes, oh loving husband of mine, that I know will be in the bedroom tonight instead studying that stupid scroll." Bulma said, without looking up.

            "Onna! There is another part to this scroll! Where it is?" Vegeta hissed.

            Bulma looked up surprised.

            "Another part? That's all I found. How do you know there's another part?" Bulma questioned.

            Vegeta pointed out the writing at the bottom to her.

            "Well I'll be damned! We better go look for that scroll!" Bulma exclaimed jumping up from her desk.

            "Wait, where's the brat?" Vegeta asked.

            "Trunks is at Goten's. Don't worry about him."

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            Trunks's and Goten's thoughts were drowned out against the loud music that blasted through the house they were at. In all actuality that had lied to both their parents to get to the party, but their worries were soon as forgotten, as they began to have fun. They danced with different girls, and hung out with their friends from school.

            "I'll be back!" Goten yelled over the roar of the music.

            "What?" Trunks replied.

            "I'LL BE BACK!" Goten screamed, but Trunks still couldn't hear, and he shrugged.

            Goten strode away from his best friend, in search of something to drink, as a new partner slid into Trunks's range.

            The girl instantly pressed herself against Trunks, much to his surprise. He looked down and felt his breath catch in his chest.

            Ali.

            She looked up at him through her dark lashes and smiled, pressing herself still closer.

            "Don't be afraid my Prince."

            Thought moments before, Goten had been shouting at him, and he couldn't hear, he had no problem at all hearing the soft whisper of the gorgeous woman in front of him.

            "Trunks..." Ali whispered his name, as she began to lead him.

            Lead him where?

            Trunks didn't even see the room that Ali had been leading him into. His mind was beginning to melt, and he couldn't focus on anything. All he saw was the soft curtain of velvet black hair that fell around a perfect face of moonlight. And the two mysterious dark eyes that were enchanting him, pulling him away from safety.

            "Don't fear me please... Trunks. I have no intention of hurting you." Ali said softly as she locked the door.

            Trunks felt a moment of panic as he realized he had let himself be cornered in a locked room. And no one knew he was here. Goten had been off somewhere and had no idea to his friends whereabouts.

            Trunks found himself pushed on the bed, and he was sitting up though, staring at Ali who was standing in front of him.

            "Are you afraid of me?" Ali asked.

            Trunks turned his face away from Ali, not looking at her.

            "Trunks... Don't be afraid. I will not hurt you."

            "My father..." Trunks attempted at talking, though his tongue felt as though it were a huge brick.

            "Lied." Ali stated simply. "He fears me, because I am the only other full blood Saiyan that knows the customs of Royal Saiyans. That is why he wants me to stay away from you Trunks."

            Trunks believed her too. He actually believed her, while he was locked up in that room of that party house.

            Ali sat down next to him and put an arm around him.

            "Please Trunks... I only want to do one thing. I left my time for it! I want a child. I want to preserve our race."

            Ali was working with all her might to keep the smirk from growing on her features. Her words were working that was clear to anybody.

            Ali leaned over and kissed Trunks gently on the lips.

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            Goten looked around the room, not seeing his friend anywhere.

            'Damn it Trunks.... Where have you gotten off to?'

            Goten closed his eyes, and gently cast his senses off around the area. He felt Trunks's chi instantly, but it was next to another powerful chi.

            "No Trunks!" Goten hissed, as he pushed his way through the throng of people, trying desperately to get to his friend, before the damage was done.     

            Finally he was positive he had found the right room. But it was locked. Goten let out a ground of frustration. No one was going to answer the door. Goten desperately worked on picking out the lock, until he heard the murmur of a voice, and he was sure it was Trunks. In a moment of panic, he found himself shooting a tiny chi blast at the doorknob.

            It fell off and hit the ground with a loud clank. Goten looked around to make sure no one had been watching him, before he thrust the door open.

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            Ali heard the jangling at the door as she leaned over and kissed Trunks. He murmured a few words to her that she took no regard of.

            "We will have to finish this later my Saiyan Prince..." Ali whispered, before disappearing into the night air.

            Goten appeared an instant later, door knob in hand, staring at his dazed best friend.

            "Trunks?" Goten asked.

            Trunks looked up at him stupidly, blinking a few times.

            "She was here." he stated simply

            "I know." was the answer. "Let's get out of here." Goten suggested, starting to help Trunks get up.

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