Disclaimer: Does my name show on the credits yet?? Then I guess not.

Ok, here's the next one, feedback is nice if you have a few moments to spare, and I realize that Goku's change of subject may be a bit confusing, but I have hidden motives for that…

Chapter IV

Vegeta wasn't quite sure what he meant by that, and it worried him. "How do you plan on doing that, Kakarott?"

"Well…I'm not quite sure yet, but…I've gotta try!" he said with renewed energy, "And thanks, Vegeta…It took a lot of weight off my chest to tell you."

Vegeta nodded, still looking at the taller saiyan. 'Just don't do anything stupid…'

"I'll see you later, then?" his head tilted to the side as he asked. Vegeta nodded again, now staring straight ahead, and Goku slowly lifted off waiting for Vegeta to snap out of it.

"Go Kakarott, I don't need you to wait for me." It was Goku's turn to nod and he took off flying towards home as Vegeta stared on. He sighed and stayed on the island for a good deal of time to think things through before heading home himself, his mind resided on Bardock. 'Knew the man…He was one of my only friends on that damned planet! I'll never forget seeing him from Frieza's ship…'

~ Oh! Flashback time! Yippee…lessee how I do! ~

Vegeta slammed his fists against the window, there was Bardock floating in front of the evil lord Frieza. "Dammit, Bardock, you fool! You'll get killed…" The saiyan prince could only watch as his elder friend was blasted along with the rest of his home planet, and all his people. Tears of frustration and hatred poured out of his eyes. "Everything…gone…" he hung his head as the light got brighter, indicating that the planet would explode at any moment. He could hear Frieza's laughter from inside his chamber even though the maniac was a good deal away from the ship. 'One day, Frieza…You will pay…'

~ End Flashback ~

'He tried to save us, the only one who tried…but he didn't make it, just like the rest of them.' Vegeta sighed again and sat down on the shore. He wasn't quite ready to go home, but he didn't want to stay and continue down the path his mind had chosen. After his planet had exploded, the prince felt as though he really was alone in the universe, aside from the other two survivors, that no pain could compare. It's what made him so invincible when it came to purging planets for the power hungry fiend that watched his every move, how he despised Frieza. Even now it was impossible to avoid the rage that boiled in him at the thought of the sick-minded freak and his heartless family of King Cold and Cooler. And Frieza did pay, Kakarott dealt him the suffering of the entire saiyan race and killed him, leaving him in pieces on the dying planet Namek. Vegeta's frustration built, he needed to train and burn off the excess energy that was threatening to burst from him. 'Maybe I should have asked Kakarott to stay, I could go for a good long spar now…' his mind switched to the events of the day now, letting the past disperse to the back of his brain. Goku had said he loved him, what was he supposed to do about that? 'I'm completely lost in all of this, I don't know what to do. He still won't be able to sleep…There has to be something I can try…' Vegeta stayed on the island for the remainder of the day in meditation, returning to Capsule Corp for his evening meal. He was already too late for dinner with the rest of his family. Bulma caught him looking through the contents of the fridge.

"THERE you are! Vegeta, where have you been?!" She demanded.

"None of your damn business…" he replied sharply through the refrigerator door, "It shouldn't matter if I wasn't bugging anybody."

Bulma hmphed and marched up the stairs, he was being such a pain this week around the house. Vegeta made up his dinner as he went, eating anything that looked good while cooking a pasta dinner. He planned on training that evening in the gravity chamber to think things through a little more. What bugged him the most at the moment was why his saiyan companion would want to meet his father at this particular point in time. It just didn't make sense, to him anyway.

Meanwhile around the Son household Goku had arrived home near three o'clock, setting immediately about his plan of bringing his father to earth. Finally something to get his mind off other problems, he went straight through the house, grabbing his small box of capsules that included a few outfits, a house, a dragon radar, and a plane. Going straight for the back door he was almost there when Chichi stopped him.

"Hold it right there, Goku!" she yelled from the laundry room, "You are not leaving this house again!"

"But Chichi! I've got to take care of something!" Goku replied.

"I don't care, you stay here for the night and get some sleep, you can do your things tomorrow, they can wait. Besides, dinner is already started!" That halted all arguments, Goku was starving.

After dinner was finished Chichi tried with everything she had to get Goku to cuddle with her on the couch, he wouldn't sit still, almost as if he was nervous.

"Goku! What is wrong with you?!"

"What are you talking about, Chichi? I'm fine." He said innocently, the truth was, he wanted nothing to do with cuddling that evening, he just wanted his wife to go to bed so he could slip out and get to business.

"You are not fine! You won't even sit still!" she complained.

"I just…want to go to bed, Chichi…"

"FINE! Go to bed!" she yelled in her usual tone of voice. Goku flinched and trotted obediently off to their bedroom.

After a good hour of waiting, his wife finally came in and went to sleep without a word. He slipped out quietly, hoping he could finish gathering the dragonballs by morning, though it probably wouldn't work out that way. 'She'll be furious if she finds out what I'm doing…' He clicked on the radar and set to finding the first dragonball, it was northwest a good ways from his house. He turned and flew into the cloudless, starry skies in search of the shimmering treasure. The saiyan came to a stop over the mountaintops, looking into the snow, he glanced once more at the radar. "Well this is it…" he said to himself. Slowly dropping from the sky, Goku hovered near the peak, he would have to dig through the snow for this one. With his bare hands he shoveled snow out of his way until coming upon something hard and smooth. "Aha! That's got to be it." Pulling his arm out he took off towards warmer ground where he could try and locate the next ball and set up his house to keep them in, deciding to return each time he found one so as not to have to carry them around. Clicking the radar back into position, he located the next ball which was relatively close to two more, he quickly went in search of them. The rest of the night went much the same way, returning to the house to drop off the balls. One was stuffed in some branches in a tree, two were wedged in a cliff face, another sitting in the middle of a field of crops. The last two were in an old abandoned house and a squirrels nest.

"That's all of em!" Goku sighed, he was tired, but had to call the dragon before anyone woke up, the sky was already getting too light. Calling out to Shenron, the sky darkened and he awaited the serpent's appearance…