A/N: Hmm... here again... I have the first eight chapters already written for this fic so update should be frequent... for now. Thanks for all the lovely reviews! You guys just make me blush...!!

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Childhood: Part V – The Legend of Silver Alley

Wearing a scowl that could fell a mountain the young prince Vegeta marched along the marvelous corridors of the royal palace. His armour was polished and shining with all the gold and silver carvings and the royal blue combat suit made of the best texture in the universe shifted with the light. The little boy surely was a sight to see in his full royal armour.

Striding past the guards posted at the sides of a magnificently decorated door, he stepped inside, making the guards sweat in nervousness. When the prince was wearing his determined scowl it was only a matter of hours before someone died or was put into regeneration tank for a month, something blew up or a janitor was seriously needed. The prince marching into the king's office with such attitude couldn't mean good things to come.

As the door slammed open, King Vegeta looked up from his papers he was signing at the moment. Dressed in royal armour, just a bit grander than his son's, he was looking every bit of the King he was. His green lensed scouter was on the table in the case of an emergency.

" Vegeta, son... what do you want? I'm busy and you should be at your practice soon anyway," the older Vegeta scoffed and his son just humphed and crossed his arms.

" I came to talk to you, " Vegeta replied indifferently, managing to bite back the rest of the sentence consisting of 'fucking asshole'.

" I don't have time to talk to you right now about some chil---"

" About the legendary Silver Alley?" the prince cut his father off, who froze solid at his words.

" What did you say, son?!" he asked breathlessly, looking like he needed to take support from his desk at any second. " Where did you hear about the Silver Alley?!" he demanded then, teeth gnashing in frustration at the whole concept.

Vegeta shrugged nonchalantly, like it was not a big deal. " Just heard some guards talking in the corridor about some street... it sounded interesting, father. Judging by your reaction it's something big..."

" Close the door and sit down," the king ordered him and Vegeta did as he was told, scoffing inside.

" Now understand, Silver Alley is something between a legend, fairytale and twisted reality. It supposedly exists somewhere in the city only at nights. Nobody knows where or why, and those who do don't dare to share the information no matter if they were tortured to death or not...

The legend or adage says that the street glows pure silver and it is straight and long, ending abruptly on both ends, like cut with a knife, a piece of heaven and hell mixed together, brought on mortal realm. It is said to be located where no one thought it would exist, yet it is right in front of everyone. You have to see past the truth and false. Many seek for it to prove it's existence and never find it; others stumble across it accidentally forever staying silent either dead or just knowing but keeping the legend alive..."

" But why it is legendary then?" Vegeta questioned, now having a vague picture of what the whole street legend was about. The blue bandanna inside his armour felt quite heavy all the sudden. He didn't want to go anywhere without it and keeping it around his head wasn't fit for a prince and Kakarotto had said that few recognized it. If that happened things could go really wrong...

" Why, you ask, son? It's heaven and hell mixed together, brought on this mortal realm. That street has every single thing that is sinful and wrong! It has the best beer in all Vegetasei, illegal fights and a black market, things from all over the universe. You can commit any sin and crime possible. and at night, on that street none will care. You make your deepest darkest fantasies come true with only a wish... or die by it if you're not string enough. This is not all... You're too young to understand everything yet and I have a sense of discretion in this not to reveal everything to you yet..." the King's voice had faded to a hushed whisper, like he was telling the greatest secret of life aloud.

Vegeta willed his slack jaw to shut back up. He felt like gulping loudly. Without waiting for his son to ask more questions the king continued.

"As I said before, no person in my knowledge knows the location of such a street in the city. What kind of street glows silver at night? I do not know anything else about it; I only have clues and the legend. Many soldiers seek for it every night of their live and they never find it..."

Vegeta's brain was whirring a mile per second, the gears moving around as some pieces of the puzzle found their places.

"They're bandannas from the Silver Alley, dad brought them for us. For luck."

" I can't tell you what it is... or anything else like location..."

" ...those who know are sworn to keep it as a legend and won't share the information unless the person is worth it..."

That little shit knew! Vegeta realized, Kakarotto knew where Silver Alley was located and so had known his father, Bardock! And Kakarotto probably knew the genuine truth about the street and generally more about it than king Vegeta ever could and would.

"... mixed heaven and hell on earth...?" Vegeta mumbled and the bowed, formally thanking his father for sharing such information with him and left the room. Screw the practice! He had Kakarotto to find and confront!

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Vegeta cursed heavily when he arrived at Kakarotto's old home. It was completely torn down and all the few furniture were gone. The people on the street passed by nonchalantly and not paying the slightest of attention to the destroyed little home. Vegeta felt weird clenching in his chest as he looked at the empty ruins void of life.

Of course there was no sign of Kakarotto anywhere.

Vegeta kicked the stone on the ground, irritated. The boy was now a homeless orphan; weak and almost alone. More importantly lost somewhere in the third class district. The young prince didn't have doubts of Kakarotto's knowledge of the area but what actually worried him was his weak powerlevel and proneness for beatings. The fact he was going through emotional turmoil and was quite the heavily injured on top of it.

Uttering the last acid swear word, Vegeta set off for his search of his comrade. The palace and his father were probably bursting a vessel because he was once again missing from his training and all Vegeta got was twisted pleasure of the thought at the moment. Duties could go to to hell! He rather trained with Kakarotto anyway, any day. And he really wanted to know more about the Silver Alley.

After few hours of searching all over the maze of east side and market square he was feeling quite frustrated. The blue bandanna was wrapped around his left bicep, clearly visible against his dull colored servant clothes. He swore he drew some quickly averted and shocked glances from some people, but nobody said anything. His mark was recognized alright, he smirked. From the scared looks on their faces Vegeta concluded he had power and influence he himself wasn't aware of.

" Ve!" A shout almost made him fall over since it was screamed right beside his ear.

" God damnit! Kakarotto!" he grumbled and turned to look at the boy, feeling slightest bit of relief wash over his mind. Kakarotto was grinning from ear to ear, the mischievous grin appearing just a bit pained because of his facial injuries. Typical to Saiyajins his scratches and cuts had healed shut, leaving behind thin scars that would disappear within week because the wounds were minor. Some bruises marred his tanned face, still.

" You well?" Vegeta then asked and Kakarotto waved him confidently off with his hand.

" Just peachy... C'mon! I gotta show you something neat!" The younger Saiyain took off running.

" Hey, wait a sec," Vegeta grumbled and scurried after the reckless third class. Kakarotto waited for him to catch up in one corner of shady alley, a secretive smile playing on his lips. They were in the more dangerous alley and streets of the eastern side and only few drunken and malicious looking Saiyajins walked the streets. No sun light filtered from anywhere and everything was depressing gray. Kakarotto signed him to proceed with caution and they continued the complex path of narrow alley, shortcuts and rooftops. Vegeta enjoyed jumping and running around and wondered where the boy was leading him. This was bad district and Vegeta swore he heard stifled and pained screams few times echoing from the shady buildings. The area got shadier and seedier as the duo delved further into the labyrinth of the city.

" Here, come closer Ve," Kakarotto whispered, finally stopping. He was sitting on his haunches, balancing on his toes with eager expression dancing on his face. Vegeta wore a cross face. They were in the dead end and there was nothing there. Sighing he walked to over where Kakarotto was and dropped on his knees.

" What do ya see, huh?" Kakarotto asked.

" Whatta fuck are you on, I---" he scoffed and looked up. " Holy shit! That's--- feh..."

" Exactly! Come in! This is a perfect hideout and home," the younger boy declared proudly. From their crouched down position they saw the hidden entrance in the wall, clearly in the view, veiled by an optical illusion if looked from any another angle. Ingeniously hidden entrance in the abandoned and unknown alley. There was only a little part of the old street left for it was surrounded by ran-down houses and almost could be considered as a small, stony inter garden. An old street left in the feet of spreading living area of the city.

The boys jumped inside; into the darkness. They walked the pitch black tunnel slanting slightly downwards, letting their senses guide them through. Sensing the space widen the prince heard Kakarotto fumbling around and soon he heard a faint click. A dim lamp was on in one corner and Vegeta's sense of adventure was instantly sated. They were in a square room; dusty and dirty, but it practically radiated coziness. All Kakarotto's stuff was there, strewn out in disorder since he probably hadn't had time to arrange them. In the one wall there was old, high raft in the corner meant for sleeping.

" This is cool! It's fucking perfect! How did ya find it?" Vegeta asked, almost giddily.

" Some drunk first class bastards, picked on me and I ran for my life. I slipped and fell down on this old piece of an alley. When I rolled and hit the wall I saw the entrance. I hid in and the idiots passed by not finding me and I found out the gap was really hidden expect from below angle. Neat, ey?" Kakarotto beamed and flashed a cocky smirk. " But that's not all: look up, Ve."

" Whatta...?"

There was no ceiling for what seemed like hundreds of meters. He saw a window that was closed shut with boards nailed over. A smile spread over his face. This place was absolutely perfect for them. They could fly out and in through the window when needed...or at leats he could since Kakarotto still didn't know how to fly and his energy level wasn't sufficient enough for that yet. Vegeta had just got the brightest idea of his lifetime and this little hole suited it so well he almost danced around in joy and sheer smugness.

" It's perfect, Kakarotto, absolutely perfect for I have a plan that will turn this city upside down, period!"

" Great, but first give a hand with cleaning and furnishing, will ya? Ya're after all servant so cleaning should be easy for ya," the third class boy assumed and Vegeta glared and then gulped nervously. He had never in his life even seen anybody to clean and had no idea of it, but he supposed he could learn right now. His mood was way too good to be ruined by such a task.

" Only if you tell me all about this Silver Alley, Kakarotto," Ve retorted and picked up the nearest pillow and ruffled it experimentally.

" You're on!" Kakarotto exclaimed smiling. It was alright to tell Ve since Bardock had entrusted Vegeta too with the blue bandanna. Obviously Ve didn't have a clue just how powerfully the little garbs of cloth could protect them in certain situations.

" Let's get this place into order and then I'll tell you the master plan!"

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Hours had past and boys had gotten everything in order. The place was now in order, Vegeta doubted it would stay clean for about ten minutes, and the Saiyajin cubs halted to admire their work. Of course lifting heavy things was easy and with Vegeta's flying abilities the job was quickly done. Vegeta had once again totally forgotten about time and his training and he spent the rest of the day training and fooling around with Kakarotto and telling his plan. Kakarotto liked the idea but pointed out they had to train for it hard and their skills and powers weren't yet sufficient for the plant o come reality. Vegeta agreed and thus they had spent their day training and polishing their skills.

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A/N: Now what is their oh so genius plan? Either you guess it or not it will be revealed in time... haha! Honestly no idea when the next chappie's gonna be out! JA NE! Sorry if ya were disappointed with the Silver Alley thing but more will be revealed about it in due time... its location may surprise you!