Hey guys! I've been busy lately. I've got other stories, so I had to do to something with them. I'm in a really good mood. We had to do this thing in where we had to make a project on Lord of the Rings to help us study for a test and my group played "The Weakest Link."

Anyway, I know what had nothing to do with anything, so lets get on with it! Here we go!

Chapter 4

Me no own

Bulma was shaking as she and Vegeta got out of their ship and landed on planet Nenya.

"Calm down, woman. There may be some of Frieza's men here, but there not as powerful as me."

"What if Zarbon or someone like that is here?"

Vegeta didn't say anything, but rather grunted at her question. He didn't know what would happen if Zarbon would show. He would just have to make up everything as he went along, because there was no way to defeat them at that point of time. Vegeta realized that he was weak. He was stronger than most races or people, but he was weaker than so many. He hated it so much. He hated being weak and knowing now, and he hated the very fact that he didn't realize it before hand. Only one thing was clear.

He needed to get stronger.

Bulma had found a red cloak in the ship and put in on. She made sure that no one could see her face under her hood. She was getting very warm, since it was a nice and sunny day on Nenya, just like so many other days, but didn't take her hood off in fear of being captured once again.

"You look like a fool, woman!"

"It's better than being a dead fool!"

"Can't you see the future or something like that?"

"It's not like that. I can do many things, but-"

"But nothing! What happened when you kissed me? Didn't you show me my future?"

"No. That's not the case at all. I showed you what you could be. How many times must we go through this?"

"Until you're out of my care and I'm a Super Saiyan!"

Bulma didn't feel as threatened by Vegeta then what she originally had when they first met. The longer she was away from Frieza, the stronger she felt she could be. "Well that's never going to happen, because you don't know how to make me turn you into one!"

Vegeta got angry with her and gave her menacing eyes which scared her, but not enough for his taste, so he grabbed her roughly. "I wouldn't speak if I were you, because I am the one who controls whether you live or die!"

The fire in her eyes dimmed and she wasn't as confident as before, but she still held her ground. "I know you would not strike me, Vegeta."

"Oh? Why is that? Do you think I've taken a liking to you or something? You're just the key. No one cares about the key. No one even thinks about it. They're just looking for the door." He let her go and started walking. "Come on."

Bulma knew that he would not hurt her, so she spoke again. "What about when you've found the door and the key turns up missing?"

Vegeta turned around back to see her and stopped in his spot. "What?" He wasn't really confused, but rather dumbfounded by the fact that this woman was still speaking when she was told to be silent.

"When you're at the door, what will you do? What happens when you've lost the key and you're left out in the cold?"

He thought about it for a moment and searched his mind for an answer. He couldn't find an answer that would shut her up for good, but only came up with "I won't be."

"But what if you do?"

"What are you implying, woman? Do you think that I'll miss you when you're gone? Do you think I'll give you a second thought once you're away? By the way things are going; I can truly say that I'm thinking about killing you when I'm done."

The fire in her eyes wouldn't die out, not that day. "I'm sorry Vegeta, but I don't believe you."

He growled. "I don't care what you believe! Believe what you want, but bring you case the Hell once I've sent you there." He started walking once again. "Come on."

She hesitated, but came along with him anyway. He would just find her. She wouldn't be left alone. She would always have to live in fear. What she really wanted most of her life was to die, but she couldn't. The curse would only pass until someone in her family would grant some one the power that they wanted. Not having an heir wouldn't solve the problem either. Powers beyond her control kept her from ending her life.

On the bright side, it was a beautiful day. There was a nice breeze with the two suns shining and the golden leaves on the trees were waving in the wind beautifully or just flying all by themselves. It was a glorious day, but only Bulma would enjoy the view and she couldn't since she knew what creatures had invaded her beautiful planet.

Vegeta and Bulma walked for about three hours, but then Bulma needed to rest, at least for a little bit. They stopped by a gorgeous lake with sparkling dark blue water. Bulma sat down in the healthy green grass and took her hood off so that she might drink the water without getting some on the large hood.

Vegeta could hear something near with his Saiyan sensitive hearing, but pretended that nothing was there.

Bulma took sips of the ice cold water and inhaled the fresh air then looked up and the blue sky. "I do miss this place, even though I know what has become of it."

Vegeta couldn't help but glance at his surroundings. "I can see why it was purged and sold for a high price."

Bulma turned to Vegeta with sad eyes. "It is a sad fate that my people had to go through."

There was a rustling noise in the trees and there was a thud that even Bulma's ears picked up. "What was that?"

Vegeta barked loudly "Come on out! We know you're there!"

There was no answer, but the small shape of the creature could be seen. It hid behind a tree in fear of Vegeta.

Vegeta grunted. "I'm going to blast you."

"He will not!"

"Oh yes I will."

"I won't allow him to." Bulma moved her head to the right so she might be able to see the creature behind the tree, but that wasn't needed.

"It's you." A small boy with blonde hair and stunning green eyes came forward in awe of Bulma. He was dressed in rags and he was very dirty. He couldn't have been more than merely seven or eight years old, but Bulma could tell that he would grow up to be a fine looking man, even past the dirt.

"What do you mean 'it's you'?" Bulma motioned for the little boy to come forward.

"You're the woman from the stories. I saw your picture." He came forward to Bulma and kept his eyes on her in fear on making eye contact with Vegeta.

Vegeta interrupted. "What stories and what pictures?"

The little boy jumped at the sound of his voice.

"And why were you spying on us?"

"B-B-Because I was trying to escape and I saw a spaceship." Tears ran down his face. "I just can't take it anymore."

Bulma held the child in her arms. "It's alright little guy. Everything will be alright."

"The Barlic-jins are so cruel!"

Vegeta cocked an eyebrow at the name. "Are they the ones that took over this planet?"

The little boy nodded his head. "They've been here ever since I can remember."

Bulma sighed. "Oh, it's been longer than what you've been born. I'm sorry little boy."

He wiped his tears away and broke out of Bulma's embrace and managed to smile. "But you can help us! I know you can! It was said! It's in the stories! I know you can!"

Bulma shook her head. "I haven't been here since I was a little girl. I don't know who would be able to know what I look like. It must be someone else."

"You're going to save us!" He gave her pleading eyes. "Please!"

She wanted to make his wishes come true, but she didn't know how to exactly do that. "I…"

"Please! Please!"

Bulma held the boy in her arms again. "I'll do what I can."

Vegeta was the one to ruin the moment of hope with an "Excuse me, but we are too busy to save a world!"

Bulma let the boy go and stood to her feet. "I'm sorry, but this is my world! I lived her when I was a young child, and I won't let you keep me from doing what is right!"

"Oh yes I can! I can and I will! Our only purpose for being here is so that I may learn what I must to make you turn me into a Super Saiyan!"

"And I refuse to do so if my people die!"

"I don't care what you want! I'm going to do what I must and get stronger! I have to destroy Frieza and I-"

"Don't give me that, because it's not true! You want to kill Frieza alright, but stop pretending that it'll make the universe a better place! You might just make things worse!"

A flash of anger came into his eyes, but he could not win this argument. "Fine then, but this better not take long!"

Bulma knelt down to the little boy. "Don't worry, little one. We're gonna save the people here."

He smiled and began jumping up and down, screaming to the top of his lungs, but that stopped when Bulma covered his mouth.

"We must be quite!"

"I'm sorry. I promise I'll be good!"

"Good boy, so what's your name?"

"Andiun."

"Well then Andiun, I want you to know that you and me are going to be the best of friends."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Come on, woman!"

Bulma stood back up to his feet and grabbed onto the little boys hand. "Lets go."

To be continued……

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