Notes: Alright, terribly sorry this has taken so long. A chapter that is so wonderful, it jumped way in the future. The young children's years have grown quickly, none of them are recorded. A crappy reason for me to have a little more fun. Play along, it'll be a lot more enjoyable for you and I. Enjoy!

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Chapter 3: Through the King's Eye's

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Flipping through the pages of a poem book, Vegeta's dark eye's scanned the words quickly. There was no need to stop at every page to read every single word, he was searching for a title that leapt out at him. Unsuccessfully, he almost threw the book at the wall, until suddenly...

Willing To Die

A true hero will ceaselessly try

For his cause he's willing to die;
A true saint too has a heroic will

Yet there's no cause for which he will kill.

Staring down at the page, reading every letter closely, Vegeta put a strand of yard down. A book marker, this was what he was looking for. Every part of the poem screamed his name, almost as if it were written for him.

It had been quite a while since Vegeta and his love had last met. Restless nights proved that he had not forgotten about the blue haired beauty. The one girl that was his savior yet his foe. Every curve of her body lingered in his mind. Vegeta couldn't help but fall for his long time friend at such a young age.

The two had not spoken for several years, that one time. His love hadn't written it down in her journal, thus no need to prove that the one weekend would be their last together. Just twenty years felt like over a decade to the poor Prince, now King.

Vegeta couldn't help but wonder if his love felt the same way. If she yearned to see him, to speak to him. If she was curious of how his life had turned out like he did her's.

Lying to himself day and night, Vegeta tried to convince everyone that he would go visit her on her planet. That he would make his own fairy tale. Vegeta had a whole setting in his mind.

Not wanting to get into the whole thing again, Vegeta slammed the book closed, sliding it under his pillow. He planned on searching through it again later. But now he had some important meeting's to attend.

Standing up, he stretched his arms up to the ceiling, his back cracking a few times. Yawning slightly, Vegeta scowled, the time had come. Almost stomping to the door, he slipped out of his private room quietly. His beady eye's darted across the hallway.

After comfirming that there were no subject's of his around, he began his way down the hallway to the chamber. The one were all of his boring meeting's were set. Humming quietly, he glared at the closed doors. It was quiet.. too quiet.

Success!

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Vegeta tapped his toe on the carpeted floor, his eye's half closed. Hour's of torture, Vegeta was ready to leave. He had done most of the talking, Vegeta hated how everyone just bowed to him. They all sucked up to him as if he were about to murder them.

"Vegeta! King Vegeta, over here!" A short man called, arm raising above the crowd. Everyone had been heading for the exit, lunch break. The man was wearing a business suit, brief case at hand. He sat down next to the King apologetically. "I know you probably don't want to be bugged right now, but I have some really important news."

"Get on with it." Vegeta rolled his eye's, as if the mere human could have any new's that would interest him. He was getting ready to stand up and leave when the man's words glued him to the seat.

"You remember that girl that you wanted to know about?" After a quick nod from Vegeta, he continued. "We have found out where she is currently residing. Our researcher's have printed off this peice of paper, all the information you would ever want to know about her is right here." The man pulled out the paper, sliding it on the table to Vegeta.

Vegeta eyed the human. "What's your name? ... Krillin, eh? Off you go." Vegeta made sure that Krillin was long gone before he stared down at the paper. Reading it slowly, his eye's grew wide. "No.. This can't be." Pulling the sheet closer to his face, he read the sentence over and over.

Reading aloud, Vegeta's voice was sort of droopy. "Bulma Briefs, living with her husband Raditz and a child on the way. Bulma seem's very happy with Raditz, but not with the baby. Maybe just a fluke? Also, living in a log house on Vegeta-sei, near the castle." Slamming his fist down on the table, he was angry. "I'll stop this."

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Woo-hoo, how about that?
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