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To My Lovely Reviewers: Thank you all for reviewing, even after my pity-fest in the last chapter. I just forget that most people do not review, and I feel like I am writing this story for only a few people. I have decided that that is okay. As long as my dedicated reviewers like it, I will continue to write it.

HeiresstotheThrone: Lol, they were not "out in the open" last chapter. Only in chapter 11, and only for a short period of time. I was not meaning the chapter to voyeuristic before. But they were definitely ALONE last chap.

ButterflyV: Uhh…I haven't taken any chapters off. So far, each couple has been quite alone in each chapter. Not meeting up until recently. Maybe someone else's story?

General Question: I notice a lot of people title their chapters, should I?

Chapter Thirteen:

Vegeta looked at his life mate. She was weak. He searched her mind until he discovered the cause. She had given her energy so her friend could heal Turles. He sighed. One thing after the next. He knew Turles would be alright and would not further harm his life mate. Vegeta was ready to return home. These last few days were very trying, and though earth was beautiful, it was not home. He knew his life mate did not fully trust him yet, and he was afraid to ask her to make such a big jump so soon. But he had a feeling, a compulsion almost, to return home. His people would rejoice in so many finding life mates, and the return of light bearers to their planet. Indeed, Radditz and Turles' life mates would provide his people with hope, something he had not been able to for almost a century.

The other women were huddled around his life mate. They all knew her intimately. All were providing comfort and security for her- something he should be. Not this whirlwind of change and evil that he had sucked her into. It was a weakness that he could never forgive himself for- he could not let her go. Not now, not ever. He had existed so long without her, and he refused to return to that kind of existence. If something happened to Bulma, and she continued on to the next life, he would follow her. There was no where that she would go that he would not follow, not death or life. He needed her to return home with him. He could not stay here much longer. Not when he was being compelled by his conscience to return to Vegetasei.

His warriors were walking up to their life mates. The change in Turles had left them filled with a sense of wonder and amazement. They all knew how accepting and truly good his life mate was to save him and everyone from such a fate. What a sacrifice! They respected her immediately, as they did most women. Though a barbaric race, Saiyans were not ones to abuse women the way humans did. Granted, they were rarely allowed to see combat or be in endangering situations, but they were protected and respected, honored as the gifts they were. Saiyan women were scare, many not surviving the early years in life. Saiyans were technologically advance in all ways- but still all the miracles of technology could not save the female children in their young lives. That was about to change. They had light bearers returning to Vegetasei, powerful healers able to create life and maintain it. What power! He knew the twins were young compared to his kind, but he had sensed the underlying power in them. Power that was restrained somehow, held back by some mental strongholds. He did not know why, but he intended to release their power to save his people. There would be no more restraints.

He sighed. These females all knew each other, it would be a blessing when back on his home world. They would have each other to cling to in their new environment and surroundings. They would not be alone. He knew that even as humans they had mastered certain parts of their talents. Bulma was an incredible psychic, even able to transfer energy using only a mental link- few of his kind had mastered the kind of concentration it took to perform that task. What mental power! He knew that humans must regard her as a genius on earth. It seemed that her friends, too, had mastered gifts. He knew that Nehtar was an extremely gifted healer as well. She had deep rooted ties to the earth. He knew that their parting of this planet would be the hardest on her. She needed the earth's energy flowing through her mind as others needed oxygen. Luckily, Vegetasei was much like earth. She would like the tune his home world sung.

His mind clouded when he thought of Bulma's lost friend. They were all overjoyed to see her when Coor brought her to meet the prince. She knew everything. She knew about the Saiyans and their hunt for life mates. She was even part Saiyan herself. Amazing. He had seen few cases of half breeds making it into adulthood, their wild untamed Saiyan side not being released and making them insane and unstable. Their brains often digested itself with an overproduction of chemicals. Thus, they rarely lived past fifteen. She, unlike Nehtar, was of the sea. She controlled water like ki. He was still unsure how she managed this. He could only guess that since she was not skilled in the training and utilization of ki, it had manipulated itself into control by use of water. She could conjure storms as easily as he could, a feet that he himself did not master until he was two centuries old.

Finally, the twins. They were a mystery onto themselves. Identical in appearance, yet their auras were completely different. They had energy flares within their ki signatures constantly, making it nearly impossible to tell their true ki level. Turles' life mate was the more powerful, but darker. He could not explain it. She had more safeguards on her own power than her twin. It seemed they each had mastered separate parts of the delicate light strand that made of life energy.

What troubles you so? Your mind is swirling, I cannot even concentrate on my own thoughts any loner. Bulma's demanding voice in his head made him laugh.

You have interesting friends, piccola. I was just thinking about our lives. I know you will hate to hear my words- but I do not wish to stay on this planet. I am a prince, soon to be king, I have a duty to my people. I must return home, with you at my side.

Bulma glared at him. How dare he! Take away everything from her? Her friends? Her life? Her humanity? She looked at her friends. They were staring at her. She flushed. She had no idea what had happened in the conversation in the last few minutes.

"What is it Bulma?" Jey asked, "What do you know? You did not respond when we asked you about Lily, what are you talking to your life mate about?" The word sounded funny on Jey's lips and she had to stifle a giggle, knowing her beast of a man would not be happy with her if she laughed at his terms.

"They want us to leave this place. This planet. Our lives, and return to their home. Another world!" Bulma sighed, she felt torn.

"I know." Baveras said, Nehtar nodding in agreement. "What are we going to do? I feel that we should make this decision a group one, choosing to stay together."

"I will not leave my sister." Jey said sternly. They all looked at her. She was almost never angry or stern, yet she bordered on rage at the thought of loosing her sister, much like her display earlier.

"We must decide what it is we will do then. There is no other choice." Bulma stated. "What do we want to do? Stay or go? Stay here, where we will be outsiders forever, or travel to a new planet, and leave everything we once loved behind?"

The others stared at each other in silence, unsure of what to say.

-End Chapter-

I know this chapter was short and kind of blah, but I am trying to regroup, as I said earlier. I will write more soon! I promise! Please review!