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~*~*~Chapter Four: Vegeta's Dream~*~*~

Vegeta looked up just as his two head guards walked in the conference room. After giving them permission to rise, he motioned towards two chairs.

"Well? Has everything been taken care of?" Vegeta inquired of his two friends who were seating themselves.

"Yes Vegeta, the girl has been relocated to a room about 60 feet away from your quarters," Krillen replied.

"Why is she in that wing? That is where all of the apartments are. Does she need something that big? After all, we will reach planet Vegeta within the course of three days! The only reason those are even there are for when mated saiyans are sent on a mission, so that they are able to share a secluded spot with their mate. Explain this to me!" Vegeta said.

"Yeah, well you won't believe this Vegeta! You remember that one raven-haired girl we took as a slave, you know the one with the humongous father?" Kakarot asked. Vegeta nodded for Kakarot to continue. "Well, Krillen and I asked her to come with us to try and get Miss Briefs to relocate...we figured if she was able to meet a friend, she'd be willing to leave your room quietly. And it turns out...they knew each other! Isn't that weird?" Kakarot asked.

"What is your point? This is not explaining to me why she is in the apartment wing," Vegeta growled.

Kakarot gulped and continued. "Yeah, well, that blue-haired girl is far more stubborn than we would have thought. You see, she refused to leave your room unless she was promised that her friend, known as ChiChi, and her friend's friend, known as 18, would be able to room with her," Kakarot quickly explained. "So Krillen said they could."

Vegeta scowled. "Very well...at least she is out of my room!" Vegeta's thoughts began to wander to the blue-haired vixen. I cannot believe those feelings that came over me as I saw her in my tub. I am NOT supposed to have feelings...especially feelings for some low-classed baka wench! But then again, no saiyan woman will ever compare to her beauty. How is it that some weakling from earth can have such beauty? Stop this Vegeta! She doesn't deserve you and you sure don't need to have any distractions! Getting his thoughts under control he turned back to his friends. "Well, seen as how her two friends will be rooming with her, you might as well try and make them as comfortable as possible as well. Relieve them of their duties until we get home...then we will find some other work for them," Vegeta said. With that, he stood up and turned to leave, intending on taking a nap before dinner.

"What was that all about?" Krillen asked Kakarot.

"What was what all about?" Kakarot replied scratching the back of his head.

"Don't tell me you didn't notice him phase out. He looked as if he was thinking about something...he didn't speak for quite a few moments. I wonder what he was thinking about..." Krillen said.

"Hmm...Nope, didn't notice it. Oh well, let's go find the girls and let them know that they can have a few days of relaxation." Kakarot grinned.

They both stood up and exited the conference room, heading back towards Bulma's apartment.

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Vegeta stormed into his room. UGH! Why is it that she invades my thoughts so often?!? I have got to get her off my mind. He determined he would forget all about her. He quickly removed his cape, armor, and spandex shirt. He laid himself across his bed and settled himself for a nice nap. Unfortunately, Bulma's scent covered his bed from where she had been sleeping. He also could smell the exotic scent she had been bathing in. Will this girl ever leave my head?!?!?! Vegeta pushed all thoughts of her aside and fell into a troubled sleep, breathing through his mouth.

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The girls were busy putting sheets on their bed when they heard a knock at the door. Bulma, who had already put her blue satin sheets on, ran to get it.

"Oh! Hey Krillen, Kakarot! What's going on? Would you like to come in?" Bulma greeted.

The two saiyans walked past Bulma into the living area. "What can I do for you?" Bulma asked.

"Well, actually, we are here to see 18 and ChiChi," Krillen said.

Hearing their names, the two girls emerged from their bedrooms and into the living room.

"What's going on?" 18 asked.

"Well, Prince Vegeta has made a very nice gesture...you should really thank him. He has stated that since you will be living with Bulma until we arrive back home, you can be relieved of your duties and just relax. When we reach planet Vegeta, you will be reassigned with new duties," Kakarot happily stated.

Both the girls were thrilled, yet also very shocked. "Are you serious? That lug-head of a Prince willingly has given us time off?" ChiChi asked.

"You really should be more respectful. He didn't have to relieve you of your duties...but he did!" Krillen said, glaring at ChiChi.

"Uh, yeah...sorry. I'm just surprised that's all." ChiChi said. "Thank you all so much...I do however want to finish dinner tonight. I'm not about to let someone ruin my masterpiece!" ChiChi said.

Bulma and 18 laughed at their friend. "Yeah, plus, there's still some things that I have to finish in the kitchen," 18 said.

Kakarot's face fell as he realized he'd no longer get to taste ChiChi's wonderful cooking. Well, not until getting back to Planet Vegeta that is...if she even got reassigned as head cook. "Um...hey Chi...can I ask you a question?" Kakarot asked.

ChiChi looked over at Kakarot. I love it when he calls me Chi. Shaking her thoughts aside, she looked into his eyes. He was silently begging her to say yes to whatever he was about to propose. She nodded her head for him to continue.

"Well, I know that you have been relieved of your duties until we get back home...but I love your cooking. I'm really going to miss it. If I have to go back to the nasty gruel we were being fed before you came along...I just don't know if I could stand it. So I guess what I'm getting at is-" Kakarot said before being cut off by ChiChi's laughter.

"Yes Kakarot, I'll still cook for you. In fact, why don't you and Krillen both just join us for your meals. I'm sure that would be just fine...right girls?" ChiChi said looking to her friends. They both nodded their agreement. "Okay then, we'll see you here tomorrow. As for tonight, we'll all most likely be eating in the cafeteria," ChiChi said.

"Okay, thanks so much Chi...you're the greatest!" Kakarot said enveloping ChiChi in a hug and twirling her around the room. He suddenly became aware of his closeness to her and dropped her right on her behind. He looked to his feet and blushed. "Sorry Chi...um...I...uh, well...Um...thanks-gotta-go!" He said rushing out the door.

Krillen laughed at his friend and walked over to help the shocked ChiChi up off the floor. "Sorry, I'm sure he didn't mean to drop you like that. And thanks again for inviting us to join you for our meals...we appreciate it," he said. He nodded to all the girls before turning and leaving the room.

Bulma and 18 erupted into laughter as soon as the guys left. They just stared at ChiChi who still had the most dumbfounded expression on her face. She looked as if she had no clue what had just happened. She was quickly shaken out of it as she noticed her friends laughing at her and just glared at them.

"What is SO funny?" she growled.

"Well....I just....think....someone....has a....thing for...you!" Bulma said in-between fits of laughter.

"Yeah...did you....see....how bad....he was....blushing?" 18 said, who was currently rolling on the floor holding her stomach due to her laughing.

"GIRLS! Stop acting so childish right NOW!" ChiChi warned. Though inwardly she hoped with all her heart that what they said was true. The girls quickly regained their composures and apologized to ChiChi.

Bulma suddenly turned very serious. "Chi...18...please have a seat on the sofa. I really need to talk to you." Noting the seriousness in her voice, both girls quickly complied. "Okay, I was kidnapped...Chi...I know you were kidnapped. Were you as well 18?" 18 nodded, sadness evident in her face. "Okay, now do either of you really want to live out your lives as a slave for these monkeys?" Bulma asked. Both girls made it quite clear that they didn't. Bulma could see the anger flashing in their eyes. "Okay, good! Neither do I. Now, I'm a genius. I have all this intellect for a reason...and I am going to use it. We are getting out of here. We might need to wait until we get to planet Vegeta...but I promise you...we are going home! I think we should wait for a while though, get them to trust us. You know what I mean? So cooperate as much as possible until we reach their planet...got it?" Bulma said. Both girls looked uncertain about running away, but agreed nonetheless.

ChiChi, knowing Bulma well spoke up. "Bulma, that goes for you too! I know you well enough to know that temper of yours. You cannot get yourself in trouble. I know how much you hate to submit to people, but if your little plan is going to work...you have got to get a hold on your temper!" Bulma nodded. "I know Chi...don't worry. I'll start making plans for how we'll go about all this. Why don't you both go and finish up whatever you had to do in the kitchen. Okay?"

The girls agreed and left for the kitchen. Meanwhile, Bulma went into her room and found some paper. She needed to start brainstorming their escape. Now this won't be easy, not knowing what this place is going to be like...but I can at least get some ideas down. Man, I still don't even know what I'm supposed to do on their planet. Oh well, I'm sure we are going to need a faster space ship than this piece of junk we are riding on...so might as well start on that! She sighed and settled herself in a chair to begin planning.

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Vegeta awoke and began to dress for dinner. He had not had a very fitful sleep. He had had a nightmare again. One that he had been having for years now. He knew what lay ahead of him would be hard...the woman in his dream and himself had finally met. After years of dreaming of their fates...he had met her and now she seemed to be invading his mind. He growled his frustrations. He just knew that there was going to be some problem with this woman and the affect she seemed to have on him. Stupid baka woman... He quickly put on his silver-plated armor (AN: not only is he a prince...but I personally HATE the color gold...so Vegeta most likely will always wear silver! ohh...um sorry...back to the story ^.^) over his black spandex. He left off the red cape deciding to dress more casually due to the fact he had accepted a dinner invitation. His two head guards, not to mention best friends, had told him of their plans to eat in the cafeteria that day. Since they were always the people he chose to have his meals with, he decided he would eat in the cafeteria as well...much to the shock of everyone else.

He took a look at himself in the mirror and smirked. He looked good and he knew it! (AN: And if any of you thinks he doesn't look good...ya'll are insane and don't deserve to be reading this fic about the love of my life....*cough cough* uh...yeah just kidding....please keep reading, and don't forget review review review...) He strode over to the door and put his finger on the keypad to enter the pass code. He stumbled back a few feet from an electrical shock. It hadn't really hurt him, but it stung. He was PISSED! And to think I'm actually supposed to fall in love with her?!?! He started powering up unconsciously and shouted at the top of his lungs, "WOMAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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Bulma smirked as she heard the scream of a very angry prince. Serves his Royal Highness right! Hehe...Bulma, you are so good! I bet no one has gotten the best of that guy...they are all probably too scared to! Bulma laughed. But man, why does he have to be so darn sexy. If only he would get over his cocky, arrogant self...he could be very appealing...I wouldn't mind having him as my own. Bulma blushed at the thoughts. Now where did THAT come from?!?! Oh well, time to go to dinner anyway... she thought getting up to leave. She had promised the girls she'd be ready to leave at 5:55 and it was now 5:50. She got up from the chair she had been sitting in and went into the bathroom. She checked herself over to make sure her hair was still in place and re-applied some of her make-up. She walked out of the bathroom just as Chi and 18 entered their apartment. Bulma smiled at them and joined them at the door.

"Whoa! And I thought for sure we'd have to wait an extra 10 minutes for you...you're actually ready on time!" ChiChi said in shock.

Bulma laughed at her friend but gave her a playful glare, "Well, it takes time to look as beautiful as I do!" That's Bulma for you...as cocky and full of herself as anyone... ChiChi thought.(AN: More accurately as cocky and full of herself as a certain saiyan prince...)

The three girls laughed as they left their apartment heading towards the cafeteria.

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ChiChi, Kakarot, 18, and Krillen were already seated at a circular table when the prince arrived. Kakarot and Krillen both grinned at him and he "hmphed" in reply. He then went to the front of the line and got some food and went back to join his friends. ChiChi and 18 had taken seats next to each other. While Kakarot had chosen to sit beside ChiChi...Krillen had chosen to sit next to 18. There were two chairs left set closely together, one beside Krillen and one beside Kakarot. Vegeta chose to sit in the seat beside Kakarot.

"Why are you eating with these wenches?" Vegeta scowled.

ChiChi and 18 inwardly fumed, and their eyes betrayed them. Vegeta just smirked daring them to say something.

"Well, these are actually the two girls we told you about earlier...the ones that will be rooming with Miss Briefs..." Krillen said.

Bulma walked over. She could see the faces of her two friends and noticed the anger in their eyes. She, however was baffled by it. Did Kakarot and Krillen say something to upset them?!?! Then she noticed the back of another man sitting at the table. I wonder who that is...hmmm. She then heard Krillen speak her name to the man with his back to her. "Talking about me I see....although I can't blame you. I am the most beautiful girl around. Why I just bet every male in here is talking about me," Bulma laughed, setting her tray down in the open spot.

Vegeta was shocked, he hadn't expected to have to sit next to the girl who had been un-wantingly invading his thoughts. He quickly let his eyes scan over her body. DARN! She looks so good...the way that shirt shows off her toned and tan stomach. I could easily make her mine...grrr....but I won't! I HAVE NO FEELINGS...for ANYONE! he shouted inwardly. Putting aside his inner conflicts, he gazed up at Bulma. He smirked at her yet his eyes remained indifferent. "You...beautiful?!?! You are the most hideous creature I've ever seen!" Vegeta scoffed.

Bulma was just about to seat herself when Vegeta spoke. She quickly stood away from the chair and glared at him. Then she turned and looked at all of the other occupants of the table, "NO WAY! There is no way on earth I am sitting next to that pompous, egotistical APE!" Bulma shouted.

Vegeta smirked at her, "Well, number one, we aren't on earth...I kidnapped you, remember? Number two, I wouldn't want to have to sit next to you anyway...I'd like to hold down my dinner. Feel free to sit at any other one of the tables in here."

"Hey, BUB!" she said poking him, "I made plans to sit with my friends...and they were seated here first! So why don't YOU leave?" Bulma fumed.

"Why? Because I made plans to eat with my guards and they were seated here at the same time as your friends. I can't help it I just happened to beat you to the table...so either take a seat and shut up, or leave!" Vegeta then turned back to his food and continued eating.

Bulma was pissed, and everyone knew it. She growled and sat down in her chair. That royal piece of crap! What a jerk! Ugh, I don't think I can stand this guy...but darn...he is so sexy. That smirk of his just melts my knees to butter. Good thing he told me to sit when he did, I was ready to fall over! But why does he have to be such a JERK?!? Arrogant PRICK! Bulma snuck a peek at the handsome prince. Vegeta, sensed someone looking at him and looked towards Bulma out of his peripheral vision. He found her staring at him deep in thought. Wanting to egg her on into a verbal argument he smirked at her. "See something you like, wench?" He was startled, however, when he saw a blush tinting her cheeks. She quickly looked down seemingly entranced by her food.

She didn't even retaliate?!?! I just flat out insulted her in front of her friends and all she can do is blush and ignore it?!?! What is going on? She can't possibly have feelings for me. I won't allow it! Vegeta growled low in his throat and continued eating.

OH CRAP! He wasn't supposed to catch me staring! But I can't help it. I am so drawn to him, I don't understand it. Maybe being a slave won't be so bad after all...BULMA?!?!? What are you saying? Being a slave I would not stand for, being an employee, yes, but NOT a slave! But if he asked me to stay, I know I would. Maybe I'll just feel him out...I did see him eyeing me when I first walked over...maybe he has some sort of feelings for me as well. I just need to get him to stop being such a royal prick and teach him how to respect a lady. Bulma thought.

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Kakarot and Krillen just stared open-mouthed at Vegeta. They had seen his eyes quickly scan the body of the blue-haired girl. And the fact he had teased her about staring at him...and smirked while doing it, didn't go unnoticed.

Meanwhile, 18 and ChiChi were busy whispering to one another. They had seen Bulma blush when caught staring. They were trying to decide the best way to match the two up together.

Other than the occasional whispers shared by 18 and ChiChi followed by the giggles and grins sent towards Bulma and Vegeta, dinner was uneventful. Everyone quickly finished eating and prepared to leave. Kakarot and Krillen stood up and pulled out the chairs for ChiChi and 18. Bulma glanced over at Vegeta who just ignored her...so shrugging, she stood up herself. Krillen shyly glanced at 18 and asked if he could walk her back to her room. She blushed and nodded her acceptance and the couple walked off towards the room. Bulma just stared after them, but could not suppress a grin when she saw Krillen shyly reach out to take 18's hand. Her smile grew wider as she noticed 18 shyly clasp her fingers around his.

ChiChi looked at Kakarot expectantly. He was just staring at his toes. She noticed the pink tint to his cheeks and the fact he was uncomfortably rubbing the back of his neck. She walked over to him and waved her hand in front of his face to get his attention. He quickly glanced up at her. She put her hands on her hips and tapped her foot impatiently, "Well, are you going to walk me back or NOT?" she asked, playful anger evident in her voice. Kakarot's face immediately brightened into a grin and he grasped her hand in his. Vegeta watched as they too walked off towards the apartments. He was shocked and somewhat disgusted though when he noticed Kakarot's tail unwrap from his waist and encircle itself around ChiChi's wrist.

Bulma smiled...she was so happy for her friends. Maybe we won't run away after all. I'm sure Kakarot and Krillen can take care of Chi and 18. They could make them very happy, I know it. And I'm sure Vegeta could make me happy as well, just as soon as we get him over his "I'm-more-superior-than-women-and-they-will-bow-down-to-me" attitude. He definitely has the looks any girl would fawn over and any guy would envy. Hmm...I wonder if he will walk me back. Bulma glanced over at Vegeta shyly and blushed. He was standing there deep in thought. Bulma had never seen someone with such an intense look on their face. Then for a moment she thought she saw pain in his eyes. Bulma took a step towards him and he glanced at her.

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She better not be getting attached to me. Ugh...I want her...she'd be a perfect mate. NO! She isn't a saiyan! I have NO feelings!!! Then again, she's so different from any other woman I've ever met. She's willing to stand up to me. Even guys are scared to do that. I'd be so perfect for her...she'd need a strong mate, someone to protect her, and I'm the strongest being in the universe! She needs someone who'd be worthy of her. Wait! I'm just a fool to believe I am everything she needs...I cannot love! I can't! And I won't! I don't need her! I don't WANT her...I won't let my dreams come true. When I first saw her in the woods that day, the blue-hair caught my eyes...my dream...she was the girl in my dream. That's why I can't have anything to do with her. So GET OVER YOUR FEELINGS...you aren't attracted to her! Vegeta was standing there having a huge inner battle. His heart telling him he wanted her, and needed her. His mind telling him no. For a moment he allowed the truth to wander into his mind...he thought back to the dream that haunted him, one he would never forget....

***DREAM FLASHBACK***

Vegeta lathered himself up in soap and let the warm water pound down on him. I cannot believe it. I am so lucky to have her, her love, and our son. I never thought I would ever love...but she taught me. And everyone thought royalty couldn't bond. I guess I'm the exception. Vegeta was so happy. He rinsed himself off and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it about his waist. Walking up to the sink, he used his hand and wiped the steam from the mirror. Looking at himself in the mirror, he realized how much he had changed. He was no longer the cold-hearted, ruthless killer. He was still cocky and arrogant and assumed he always would be, but she had changed him.

All of a sudden he became thoroughly aware of some type of danger...but he couldn't quite sense what it was. He sniffed the air trying to pick up some sort of scent of someone who could be bothersome. His face paled as the scent he smelled was none other than blood. Not just any blood...but her blood. He was horrified...he ran into the bedroom and the site he came upon made him fall to his knees in rage and agony. There was his beautiful mate, sprawled out on the bed, lying in a pool of her own blood. He crawled over to her and looked down on her...her eyes were still open and he could clearly read the fear in them. He closed her eyes and picked up her fragile body in his strong arms. He rocked back and forth holding her. He ran his fingers through the silky aqua strands one last time before setting her on the bed. He leaned over her and kissed her softly on the lips, "Woman...I will always love you." With that he got up and stalked towards the door ready to find and kill whoever had done this to his woman.

But before he reached it the door opened. Before him stood a man whose face he could not see but he could clearly sense it was the enemy. He was holding a small boy by the collar of his shirt. The boy's lavender hair fell into his tear-filled eyes. When Vegeta met his eyes, the young child began kicking and screaming, "Daddy, please Daddy, HELP ME!" Vegeta was running as fast as he could, trying to get to the boy, but everything was in slow motion. No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't get to him. Then the man who held the child, lifted one finger. He shot an energy beam into the chest of the young child and just dropped the seemingly lifeless body unremorsefully to the floor. Then he turned and walked out, leaving Vegeta struggling to run after him.

When the man left, time returned to normal. Vegeta ran over to the small child. Amazingly, he was still breathing. He struggled to look at the man he had called daddy for so long. "D-d-addy....why....d-didn't you....s-save me....and...m-mommy?" the boy struggled in-between raspy gasps. "A-am...I...g-gonna...d-die...d-dad?" tears were streaming down the youngster's face. Vegeta looked at the boy and said, "I tried Trunks...I really tried to save you. And NO! You WILL NOT die...you are the son of a saiyan prince. A strong warrior! You will survive!" Vegeta smiled down and held the boy. The youngster just smiled, almost painfully, up at him and nodded, "Y-you're right....I w-won't d-die, I'm s-strong...like m-my d-d..." but the boy did not finish, for before he could...his eyes rolled back and closed, and his arms fell lifelessly to the ground. In his arms, the strong saiyan prince held a small child...and for the first time in his life....Vegeta cried. Cried for the fact that with all the strength in the world...he could not save his family. Cried because he didn't notice the danger until it was too late. And cried, because he held the lifeless body of his only son...

***END DREAM FLASHBACK***

NO! I won't let that dream become a reality. If this is the girl from my dreams, which she is...then I must change the future. I will make her hate me. That is the only way I can change things. I will push aside these foolish feelings...I WILL LOVE NO ONE. And I will show her that! She WILL hate me...and then, I will go about my life...without her... He glanced over at Bulma and saw her looking at him. Again he had such a longing, aching desire to just hold her and kiss her. He wanted to take her, right then and there, as his mate for life. But he quickly shook away the feelings and put up an emotional barrier. His eyes became dark and cold. His body stiffened and he crossed his arms tightly about his chest, scowling. Then Bulma took a step towards him and he felt his resolve disappearing. Again, he just wanted to hold her... NO VEGETA...if and I seriously doubt it...but IF you could ever have serious feelings for this woman...and could ever find yourself caring about her and loving her...then don't. It is your future...she will die. Your son...he will die. So just be safe, cut yourself off from the woman, make her hate you, then...she'll live.

Vegeta glared at her coldly. What did I do? He looks so angry, but wait...something flashed in his eyes...he looked like he was in pain...like he had regret. Bulma, you're just seeing things. Bulma didn't let his dark, foreboding glare bother her one bit though. She took another step towards Vegeta and shyly glanced up at him blushing, "Vegeta, um...would you walk me back to my room?" she asked him nervously.

Vegeta wanted to accept the offer more than anything. To take her hand in his and walk her home...but her fate, if he were to love her, kept replaying in his mind. So no...he would not let himself. He already liked her as it was and was having a hard enough time pushing those feelings aside....but to put himself in a position to let the feelings flow freely...that he wouldn't allow. He wouldn't let his feelings develop into love. He looked down on her and laughed cruelly, "And why would I want to walk with a hideous and ugly creature such as yourself? Woman, you are worthless, and if I were to have to spend anymore time with you than what I have already, I fear I will lose my dinner. Walk yourself home, you baka weakling." With that Vegeta turned and strolled out of the cafeteria leaving behind a teary-eyed and very confused Bulma...

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So what's gonna happen??? Will Bulma ever find out Vegeta's true feelings? Will she find out about the dream? What about Vegeta? Will he be able to succeed in getting Bulma to hate him? And what will happen if she does, what will it do to him? Hope ya'll liked this. I already know what I'm going to do for the next chapter but like I said I am considering giving this fic away...so I don't know where it will go from there if I hand it over. Again, if you are interested in taking this fic, email me at videl621@yahoo.com. Thanks everyone and don't forget to review.

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