kit-kit: I'm glad u like it so far. :grins: That's a great idea but I'm not sure if it'll go with my thing. :perks up: But I will use some of it, I'm going to add Frieza to the fic now. :smiles: So u helped me with the plot thing 'cus I had no clue what I was going to do. Thank u!
animeprincess1452: Cute is good, hopefully it stays that way. :grins: Yet another fic I have no plans for. I'm happy u like.
mkh2: Aw, you never finished your fic? I'm sure it would have been good. Thanks for reviewing mine!
Purple-Moonlight: :grins: I'm glad u think so.
Vegeta woke from his dream with a start and glanced around the bright room groggily.
Why did I have that dream again? He frowned.
The last time he had had that dream was when he was aboard Frieza's ship. And then it had not been a dream but a memory.
He sighed to himself, it had been so long ago that he had befriended the little Saiyan.
He smirked. Now he's just a huge baka.
Truthfully Vegeta had been surprised the first time he had met "Goku", well reacquainted since beneath that wild hair was his own Kakarot.
The Saiyan did not remember though, he probably never would thanks to that little bump on his head. For this fact, Vegeta was sad.
It's better this way, we both have families to deal with. He set his jaw.
Not as though Bulma and Trunks could be considered family.
He stood and stretched his cramped muscles.
They meant nothing to him compared to Kakarot.
He moved around his room as he prepared for the new day. He needed to train, that was the only way he could get close to the Saiyan.
Others thought that he trained so rigorously because he wanted to beat Kakarot. He chuckled to himself, he exercised his body so that he would be equal to the man.
If I am his equal maybe he will think me worthy of his time.
Vegeta shook his head, if only his father could see him now, striving to gain the attentions of a third-class warrior.
Vegeta scowled as his father's last words rang through his head.
"You are destined for great things my Son, do not fail me."
Hn, just like you didn't fail me, eh father? He growled. You just had me sent off with that monster.
If he had had his tail it would have been bristling in rage. He frowned. He still missed his tail.
"Baka swordsman had to go and cut it off." He snarled.
He blinked, but why would he be thinking about his tail right now?
I'll need it to complete the bond with Kakarot.
He nodded, agreeing with the truth to his words.
He shook his head. "Wait! What?!" He snapped.
Why the hell would I be thinking about that at a time like this? I've never contemplated finishing the bond.
He grasped his head, something was wrong. He could sense it, something big was about to happen to them all.
A slight knock on his door broke his strange thoughts and he turned to glare at the person who he knew would be standing there.
"What do you want?" He snapped.
Bulma slowly opened the door and hesitantly walked in.
"Vegeta we need your help." She murmured.
The Saiyan frowned. Help? Since when did the humans ever come to him for help?
"What is it Onna?" He demanded.
"Vegeta, there's something wrong with Goku." She said worriedly.
Vegeta scowled at the man's name, it didn't suit the warrior.
"The baka probably just ate too much." He spat, inwardly he felt his heart clench in apprehension, it took a lot to push Kakarot over.
Bulma wrung her hands nervously. "No, it's not that. Chi-Chi brought him over, please, just look at him."
"Fine Onna." He replied briskly.
The scientist sighed in relief and left the room. "Thank you Vegeta."
"Hn, whatever."
He followed her though, down the stairs and into the kitchen where the Sons waited.
"Now what exactly did you pull me down to see?" Vegeta grinned cockily as he entered the room.
His smile disappeared though as his gaze landed on the Saiyan in question, surprise and shock filled his features as he paled.
"Kakarot?"
Author: Hm, I wonder what happened to Goku. :grins: Well I know already, but you'll have to find out later. Mebe the next chap will be longer. Ja ne!
-Red