Well, you guys. I don't think that I have never been shocked as I was before this morning. I loved the ammount of reviews I have gotten, and it had inspired me to write yet another chapter of this story. Thanks to those who had reviewed and I hope to hear your imput once more. It made me Very happy.

Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and yet Vegeta has still not yet returned from the mission that had taken him away last. Each day. Bulma had been worried and even though the bond between Vegeta and her had be strong, she could feel it's pressance slowly dissapear. She tried every night to reach out for his life essance, to see if he was thinking of her. Each time she thought that she had come close, the feeling would leave like a puff of smoke and a feeling of dread would fill her body and heart.

The king of vegeta-sai had become more and more nicer to her also. He would stop her in the hallway and chat with her like they were old lifelong frineds. Something a King would rarely ever do.

Bulma sighed. She had just once more ran into the king and made a hastey excuse to avoid his pressance. Sitting next to Kakarott, she leaned foreward to rest her forehead in her palms.

"I don't know what to do anymore. It has been six months since he had left. even though I havent really gotten to know him, I miss him terribly."

Kakarott looked at his close friend sadly. There was something important that he needed to tell her but in her mourning over her husband, he couldnt bear to tell her. But things must be done, or else she would continue thinking things that would simply be untrue.

"Bulma there is something I need to tell you." Bulma looked up at him and sniffled. A tear falling down her cheek. "Prince Vegeta has gone missing in acytion. We are unable to find his pod ship. We have been looking for weeks. The king has decided for the time being, Vegeta-sei will not be safe for you, so we are going to send you back to your home planet. But as soon as we locate your husband we will send for you at once."

Bulma didn't know exzactly what to think. She wanted to go home for the longest time. She wanted to see Yaumcha once more, but then again, going home had her feeling the dreaded emotions once more. SHe had definately fallen for Vegeta.

"WHat if I don't want to go..?" She had asked.

"You don't have a choice. The king has ordered the ship to leave tomorrow morning. At this moment your bags are being packed and you will leave tomorrow."

Kakarott frowned once more. The truth was, there was a threat of a battle forming on the plannet and most of the females were being evacuated to other planets. Warriors or not, they must do what they had to do.

Bulma whimpered and nodded. "At the moment, I don't think I could fight the order of the king. Verywell.."

Finishing her talk with Kakarott, Bulma gotten up to head to her room. Her heart was breaking. She was torn up that Vegeta had gone missing. Maybe that was the reason why she could no longer feel his life force. Could it also mean the reason why the mark on her neck has began to dissapear.

With her mind filled with worry, she laid down and drifted off to a worried filled state.

The next morning seemed both short and long at the same time. Taking a look outside her window, she glanced at the place that had been her home for the past year and a half. Part of her was happy that she was going back home, the other part of her mourned the fact that she may never see this place again. To tell the truth she had grown used to the muscled men and the prissy ladies fighting in the hallways.

"Ready to go home?" Bulma heared a familiar voice ask.

"Kakarott?" Bulma asked, somewhat supprised. "You're going with me?"

"Someone has to protect you while your husband is missing. It is my job and I really dont midn it.. besides. I think you may need a friend to talk to when you get upset." Kakarott said with a sheepish grin.

Instantly, Bulma felt relieved. Now things wont be as hard for her. She nodded and patted the spot next to her, offering him a place to sit down as the plain started up and decended it's way back to the planet Earth. Things were surly going to be different indeed.

Somewhere off in a distance, on an undiscovered planet, strange beings with pale green skin formed a circle around a fallen figure who laid bleeding. All together, they helped him up and placed him on a cot. The elder, or the one that seemed to lead the group reached into a bag and pulled out a small bean like object. The Elder reached up and placed the bean into the man's mouth. as suddenly as the bean dissapeared, the wounds that was on the man's body began to heal themselves.

"He will be just fine.." The elder said..

"Bastards.." Replied the man.

Okay! Well, another cliffhanger, but I got this awsome idea for this story. I hope That I will make it a regular in writing this. Anyway. Thanks once more, and I look foreward into reading more reviews. yay! Don't dissapoint me, readers! Kisses!