I know. I bet ya'll are all mad at me for not updating in forever. Sorry. As a gift in hopes of making you all forgive me, I've posted two chapters….

Enjoy.

Shigo slammed his hand onto the table out of anger. "How long has this been going on? Why didn't we know about this?" Silence was the only answer. "I want some answers." Shigo growled.

Keejan, one of the bolder saiyans at the table stood up. "There was no way we could have known Shigo. The prince never spoke up before and we just assumed he was uninterested in politics and the general welfare of Vegeta-sei. He never showed any interest before-"

"Fool!" Shigo cut him off. "Think about who his father was! Even in his youth, Prince Vegeta was brilliant! I always suspected that the boy might be holding something back, but 'no!' you said. 'he's brainless' you said! What he did today was not the act of a brainless man! The prince brought up his proposition out of nowhere, startling you all into agreement! This should not have happened! Did I not tell you to position someone for the boy to have as his confidant? Limer! He was supposed to attach himself to you! When we first brought him here, he was a sad little boy who wanted a friend. Why aren't you that friend?"

The saiyan in question's eyes darted around the room nervously, as if looking for a way to escape Shigo's question. "The prince has no one in his confidence, Lord Shigo. Even as a boy, he talked to no one. I tried, Lord Shigo, to befriend him, but he would have none of me."

"Fool!" Shigo shouted again. His face was quickly turning an alarming shade of purple. "I am surrounded by fools! Why was I not told this earlier? You told me that we had the boy under our finger!" Shigo stared at the saiyans sitting around the table, all refusing to meet his electric eyes. "Nevermind! It is too late now. I will have to get to him through someone else. A girl! Yes a girl! What does the prince think of girls Limer?"

In an attempt to regain his favor in Shigo's eyes, Limer sputtered quickly. "He has minimal contact with them, My Lord Shigo. There are few females in the castle and he is unaffected by the ones he does know."

Shigo rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Hmm…. We shall have to import a girl then…" The misty look in Shigo's eyes vanished swiftly and the lethal gleam in them returned when he snapped his head up. "This err is fixable, but the others may not be. Tell me, how did the boy arrange for these scouting trips?"

Keejan answered him again, "The prince has a private fleet at his disposal. He is also in control of the military. He probably took a couple elites out of training and sent them scouting in his private ships."

"Yes but how did he do this without are knowledge? Isn't he being watched?"

"It is impossible to have him followed Shigo. The prince is always watching out for shadows and could sense any man we sent after him."

"What about cameras? Do we not have a recording system in the castle?"

Keejan frowned. "We do, but a few years ago the prince took over control of it. He is very skilled technologically and now uses the watch system for his own purposes, whatever they may be. But don't worry, there are no cameras or recording devices in this room. It was recently built and there has been no time for the prince to install a system."

Shigo growled again. "Incompetent fools! There is no changing it now. The boy is set on this Earth thing. Matsu! Tell me about the planet."

A saiyan sitting at the back of the table who had been sprawled in his chair and unresponsive until that point, looked up. "There's little to tell Shigo. I was only there for a few hours, years ago. As Toran said, the humans were, at that time, very few. The planet was of an average size and appealing."

"Could the boy have found out that he was found there?"

Matsu shook his head violently. "There is no way he could have found out. Even if he had, he would have gone to Earth himself to seek his mother."

"What do you know of her?"

"Little to nothing. She was human, that is all we know. There is no way he could find her. She will not be looking for him either, assuming that he was killed by the Androids that killed so many. Toran did mention one other person, someone he called Gohan. Apparently this Gohan trained him. As you know, Toran was remarkably strong for his age when we found him. This Gohan must have been extraordinary."

Shigo paced for a few moments, back in forth in front of the table before stopping violently. "Matsu, you will be the ambassador to Earth. You've been there before and on scouting missions to other planets. Look for this Gohan, if he is still alive he should be easy to find by his energy level. Study him and find out if he is a threat or not. I want you to send weekly reports to this assembly as well as those you send to the brat. Tell us about the planet's government, people, economics, customs, anything that could be of use to us. I want no mistakes-"

"Yes, yes. I've been playing this game as long as you have Shigo. If you'll excuse me, I have some business to take care of." With out waiting for a response, Matsu stood up and swept out of the room.

Matsu frowned as he walked briskly through the halls. He was in a precarious position. Matsu had been a member of Shigo's conspirators even before Toran was brought to Vegeta. That was where his loyalty lied. And yet, it was beginning to seem more and more like Shigo and the others were losing the game.

Matsu knew because he had watched Toran's eyes. Eyes were the door to the soul. Toran's human eyes were open. The brilliant eyes frightened all the other saiyans, but Matsu had seen too much of the galaxy to let those eyes scare him. So, Matsu watched Toran's eyes. He saw how guarded and frightened they were at first. Some instinct deep within had told the boy to keep his secrets and feelings inside, to trust no one. So the boy had held his tongue. Slowly, Toran's eyes lost their fear and turned hard. Their cutting gaze frightened Toran's subordinates. Yes, the Prince of All Saiyans was a hard, durable man, even when he was a boy. Matsu had seen not only hardness but intelligence in Toran's eyes. Toran saw what went on through those half-lowered blue lids. Even the shortest glance was cold and calculating.

Only one aspect of Toran could not be seen in his eyes. It instead could be seen in his aura. Toran radiated strength. Matsu fought him consistently during promotion week and was amazed every time he fought the young saiyan. No matter how greatly Matsu's strength had increased in the previous six month, Toran decimated him in ten seconds. One moment Matsu would be flying, and the next in a regeneration tank. Matsu would not be surprised if Toran became the legendary Super-saiyan. In fact, he would not at all be surprised if the boy already had.

Toran's strength was unbelievable. Everything about him was unbelievable. Toran had it all, the strength, the power, the intelligence, the throne, the looks… It all belonged to Toran, and he used his traits well. While Shigo and his conspirators were ignorant of the fact that the Prince of All Saiyans was not, never had been and never would be under their thumb, Matsu observed Toran. Every act of his was meditated. Matsu was beginning to wonder whether this boy would not be such a bad king, whether he should really be involved in treasonous activities against a Prince who just might be the perfect king.

Now Matsu had been placed in a position where he could either aide Toran or harm him. The potential alliance between Earth and Vegeta-sei depended on himelf. Matsu was finding himself more and more in favor of the alliance and Toran, the motherless, fatherless boy.