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Chapter 2

Shadows and Secrets

Vegeta pushed open the door of a vacant bedroom and turned on the light. "You can stay in here Kakarott." Goku walked in one of the Capsule Corp bedrooms and laid his bag on the bed, causing it to sink in slightly.

"Thanks Vegeta." He slowly unzipped the bag and started removing his clothes from it.

"Vegeta?"

"Yes Kakarott?"

He stopped for a second to look up at the Prince who was still in the doorway.

"Maybe Yamcha is right. Maybe I shouldn't stay here. I mean if the killer finds out…I don't want him killing anybody else." Vegeta closed the distance between them and put his hand on Goku's shoulder squeezing it tightly.

"Kakarott, don't worry yourself about it. I am not going to let you stay anywhere else, what if he tried to go after you next? Besides I control my own life not some psycho bastard. Just unpack the rest of your stuff and get some rest." Goku nodded and turned his head back to his bag. It made him feel good that Vegeta felt that way about him. The Prince turned and began his journey out of the room.

"Oh yeah, Vegeta?"

"Hm?" He kept his back to him as he waited for Goku to speak.

"It was weirdest thing. I ran into Android Seventeen in the bathroom at the coffee shop."

Vegeta turned around and slowly walked back into the room.

"You did? What did he say to you?" Goku shrugged and flopped down on the bed.

"Not much, he said he was bored of living in the woods and I told him ChiChi died and then he asked if we were a couple because I said I loved you, and I said yes." Vegeta stood still for a moment his whole body seeming stiff.

"You did? You told him that? That you loved me?" His arms crossed his chest as he waited for the answer.

"Yeah Geta why wouldn't I tell him that. I do love you!" Vegeta smiled.

"Of course you do baka, I'm just surprised that's all." Goku looked deeply into Vegeta's eyes making the Prince turn away.

"Why would you be surprised, now if the situation was reversed and you said you loved me to Seventeen, then I would see a reason to be surprised."

"Uh…"

"Oh my gosh! Why didn't you two tell me what happened!" Bulma yelled as she ran into the bedroom. The two saiyajins turned to the blue haired woman. "Yamcha just called to see how everything was going, and told him fine and asked why, he told me what happened to ChiChi!" She broke down into tears.

"Sorry Bulma, we were going to tell you later." Goku said.

"Later!" She shook Goku. "How much later, when you invited me to her funeral?" She sighed and looked at them both. "What about Gohan and Goten do they know?" They both shook their heads no. "What! Well you have to tell them right now! Goten is upstairs with Trunks and I can use the phone to call Gohan. I will go get the boys and send them down to you."

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I can hardly believe this, I want to laugh, but considering the circumstances on why I'm here. I don't. I glance over at you, but you don't notice me, why would you? Your too occupied with your precious 'Kakarott'. Making sure he is ok. Oh he is, he'll get over it. Maybe even part of him is relieved that I killed his wife. Now he can have you all to himself, too bad he won't.

It was so enjoyable. Killing her. Yes very enjoyable the way her dull kitchen blade sliced through the skin on her back roughly. I got bored of that after awhile and just ripped the rest of her skin off, but the staple gun, that was sheer fun. Stapling that note to her. The smell of her blood in my nostrils and the pain of her cry filled my ears. But I did it for you, all for you. You will come to understand that, if you can not I will make you.

You look over in my direction and I smile, but it seems you scowl at me. No matter, that just makes me want you more, so hard to get you are. I walk through the crowded room, closer to you, but not to close. I don't want to lose control. I smell you again. The smell that lingers in my mind, a smell of cologne and candy like butterscotch. Gods, I want to touch you. I WANT TO TOUCH YOU! No, I can't. I need to learn better restraint or I will end up getting myself caught.

I listen as you snort as your mouth opens and you speak to Goku.

"Leave it up to that damn woman to call one person, and before you know it the whole damn town is in our living room."

"Oh Vegeta, it's ok, maybe it's even better that everybody is here. These people are all suspects anyway and they all loved ChiChi, well all of them except the killer. So they deserved to know of her death."

"Hn. Whatever Kakarott."

Goku your right about one thing, I didn't love ChiChi. I don't love anyone, except Vegeta. I especially don't love you. In fact I have never hated anyone as much as I hate you. I will enjoy killing you when the time comes. I have something so special planned for you. You might even like it, well maybe not.

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Bulma clapped her hands together to get everyone's attention. She waited a few minutes as the crowd hushed themselves.

"Hi everybody and thanks for coming. As you know ChiChi has been brutally murdered." She sniffled at the words. "But the reason for it is because Vegeta has a stalker. A deadly stalker that is willing to kill people to get his attention." She looked at everyone as they had question marks written on their faces. "I know your wondering why they killed ChiChi …simple, Goku and Vegeta have been seeing each other. The stalker didn't like that one bit, so he offed ChiChi." The crowd gasped shocked at the news.

"I'm going to write down everyone's names who is here tonight and the names of the people who aren't here." Vegeta walked over to her and grabbed her arm making her face him.

"Are you sure your not the killer, your acting very strangely."

"Vegeta, get real! I wouldn't stalk you if someone paid me!" He let her arm go.

"Then why are you doing all this?" Tears formed in her eyes.

"Why do you think? Someone is trying to kill the father of my children and they have murdered my best friend! I want to see them behind bars!"

"I'm sorry Bulma…I'm just…" She looked at him and gave him a quick hug.

"I know Vegeta were all a little on edge, it's ok."

She walked away with a little notebook as she went around the room taking names. A few minutes later she gathered them all.

"Ok! Here are all of the names I got of who is here. Yamcha, Tien, Chiatzu, Videl, Gohan, Goten, Pan, Trunks, Bra, Vegeta, Goku, Ox King, Kaioshin, Master Roshi, Hercule, Krillen, and Piccolo. So here who isn't here…lets see…Seventeen, Oolong, Puar, Yajirobe, Eighteen, Marron…

"Oh, Eighteen is picking Marron up from a movie she just had her first date." Krillen smiled as he spoke. Bulma nodded and took a note of it.

"Ok..so there's Elder Kai and Kibito…"

"Sorry Bulma but Elder Kai is sick, and Kibito insisted for me to come since I was closer to all of you, while he looked after Elder Kai."

Bulma noted it and frowned. "I am sorry to hear that Kaioshin. I really hope he feels better, send him our love."

"I will Bulma thank you." he turned to Goku. "If there is anything I can do for please let me know."

Goku smiled and nodded. "Thanks Supreme Kai that's awfully nice of you."

"Ok so the only other people I can think of that aren't here are: Mr. Po Po and Dende."

"You know why they can't be here, they need to be at The Lookout." Piccolo stated.

"Yes I know."

"So you think all of these people are suspects Bulma?" Bulma turned her head to Yamcha.

"Yeah, I mean who else knows Vegeta?" Yamcha took a few steps forward making his way to the center of the crowd.

"A lot of people know Vegeta, or know of Vegeta. We can't limit ourselves to a list."

"Fine Yamcha you think you can do better?" he laughed and pointed to his police badge.

"Yeah I think I can do a hell of a lot better. I am a cop! Now I have a suggestion, why don't you just put your list away and leave this to the authorities." Bulma leaned against the kitchen counter and sighed.

"Yamcha I don't want Vegeta to get hurt, and I don't want anyone else to die!" He hugged her and whispered in her ear.

"I promise I won't let anything happen to Vegeta." she smiled at the words and calmed down.

Vegeta leaned against the wall staring at the two hug.

"Look how much everyone cares about you Vegeta!" Goku chimed.

"I see, or maybe they are just scared for their own lives." He grunted as he pushed himself off of the wall pouring himself some soda. Goku put an arm around him.

"No Vegeta they care about you…"

"Dad!" Gohan yelled pulling his dad off of Vegeta. "How could you be comforting Vegeta at a time like this! My mom was just murdered, and your wife!"

"Gohan calm down…"

"Shut up! Don't tell me to calm down. If you could have just controlled yourselves Mom wouldn't be dead right now! There were so many things you could have done Dad, you could have given her a divorce, let her know your true feelings, not live a lie!" Goten and Videl ran over grabbing Gohan and trying to calm him down.

"Gohan honey your just upset, you just need to calm down and think about what your saying." Videl soothed as she rubbed at his back Goten turned to his dad and half smiled.

"It'll be ok Dad he's just mad and hurt right now, he will calm down, and then his head will clear."

Gohan walked off with Videl shouting over his shoulder. "Yeah I will calm down but that doesn't stop the fact that dad will get what he deserves and so will Vegeta. Look at them they don't even care! There all over each other even after the killer told them not to do that. One of us will die! When we do you can blame them!"

"Shut up boy!" Vegeta spat. "You better watch what you say, because if your trying to threaten me or my mate, I won't hesitate to rip you apart right here and right now. What I suggest is for you to go home and cool down before someone gets hurt."

Gohan snorted as he grabbed Pan's arm shuffling her and Videl through the crowd.

"No Vegeta, you're the one who needs to think. I don't have to threaten you, your doing a good enough job yourself…"

"Bye Grampa!" Pan yelled as they disappeared through the door.

Vegeta turned to Goku who was hugging Goten. "Are you ok?"

Goku nodded as he ran a hand through Goten's hair. "Yeah Vegeta I'm fine. He's just mad. I understand where he is coming from. He has every right to be that angry. He'll come around."

"Kakarott, I have to get out of here. I am going for a walk."

"Oh, can I go with you?"

"Uh…no, I just want to be alone. If that's ok. I need to think."

"Ok Vegeta, I'll be here when you get back. Please be careful."

"I will." He kissed Goku's forehead and made his way out of the back door.

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I am following you, and you don't even know it. You don't even sense me. Your so beautiful. The way you stride like your gliding across the ground. You are wearing a black leather jacket and the collar is up, probably because it's a little windy out here. You have on black slacks that compliment your body greatly. I want to touch you, maybe I will. Maybe I will and you won't even know. I have been following you for a long time, where are we going? We are now walking through a park. I follow you as you follow the path of the sidewalk.

You act as if you have a destination. I can't resist my urges as I reach out to touch your shoulder. No, your hair, I want to touch that soft ebony hair. Closer and closer my finger's come. I can feel your body heat. Almost there…

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"Watch where your going!" Vegeta said as his shoulder was bumped into. He turned to the stranger.

"Sorry Vegeta."

"Namek? What the hell are you doing out here. Weren't you just at Capsule Corps?"

Piccolo brushed at his clothes as the wind scurried leaves across their feet.

"Yes I was, but I left right after I spoke about Dende and Mr. Po Po. I needed some fresh air."

Vegeta looked at him with a weary eye. He wasn't buying that excuse.

"Watch where your walking next time." Vegeta snorted and pushed his way past Piccolo continuing his journey.

"Hn." was all Piccolo said as he stood and watched as the Prince walk down the sidewalk.

Vegeta reached The Vashire apartments, his destination. He opened the door and took to the stairs running up them fairly fast. When he finally reached the seventh floor he sighed as looked at the numbers on the doors he walked past each and stopped when he came to number ten. He raised a closed fist to the door and knocked on it.

A few seconds later it opened and a voice was heard on the other end.

"Hello Vegeta, what brings you here?"

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I follow you all the way to these apartments, up the stairs, and I hide around the corner peeking every few moments to see whose door your knocking on. I watch in jealous anticipation to see who it is that you traveled all this way for.

I am shocked when the door is finally open and I hear a voice.

"Hello Vegeta, what brings you here?"

What, why are you visiting this person? As you step inside the apartment. I step closer to the door and put my ear against it to listen. I can't hear anything, or is it that I just want to shut out everything I do hear, but my anger rises. Vegeta is mine. WHY CAN'T ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT!? I didn't want to do this, but you forced me…forced me to prove my point, the only way I know how.