Don't own DBZ.

Oh guys and girls! I'm so sorry it's taken me MONTHS to get this back up!

I just started working, and I kinda...forgot all about it 3;;

But I hope the wait has made you want MOREEE

Please say it has..and that you don't all hate me..xD!!

This one is convo heavy. Vegeta is getting a little unstable under the pressure xD

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"Now, I know it seems...odd, Ryuseki, but I felt this strange..." Kakarot paused shortly, pursed his lips together and looked up towards the deep blue sky. He was using his thinking face. "Aura!" He resumed, then went back to gazing up at the sky thoughtfully, totally forgetting that he was in mid conversation.

He fell backwards, throwing his arms behind his head and using them as a kind of rest. This gave him such a large view, he began to feel immensely tiny in comparison to the size of the universe. His thoughts however, could not be dwarfed even by the knowledge that he was but a tiny speck on the face of the planet.

"Ryuseki, I wanted you to listen, I know you want to say something about the situation, but..." He turned towards the black dragon and flashed him the winning grin which had first caught Vegeta's heart. "I just can't take your advice again!" The dragon, which had been affectionatly named Ryuseki by Gohan some years earlier grunted its approval and nuzzled Kakarot's cheek lovingly.

Kakarot responded by taking a large pink fruit from beside his leg and placing it gently in Ryuseki's clawed talons. The dragon squealed loudly and began nibbling furiously on the snack, pausing to stare at the giver of the gift every so often.

Kakarot knew Ryuseki wasn't an idiot, he was like a dog in many respects. He always knew when Kakarot was upset, and even though he couldn't say anything Kakarot always felt better when he'd spoken to his dark, scaly friend.

Standing up and stretching his arms, Kakarot gave Ryuseki a quick farewell wave and ran towards the edge of the cliff he always came to when visiting his wildlife friends. Jumping over the edge he free fell for a good few feet before tapping into the power of flight and shooting off into the mid spring sun.

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"Time to think is good, maybe that's what he's doing. Then again, what would he be thinking of? All he did was touch my head, then he practically jumped out of his skin and left. What if he thought I was contagious?" Vegeta was musing, he'd lost count of the amount of times the paranoia had wormed its way into his concious thoughts and made him crazy with worry. To top it all off Kakarot had been gone for a whole day.

Vegeta forced the thoughts to the back of his head and picked up a book from the bedside table. Who'd left it there he didn't know. As he was leafing through the pages he heard a large thud, followed by several lighter, but still imposing, ones.

"MOM, LEAVE HIM ALONE!" Came a small, but powerful voice. Several more bangs followed and then a huge crash as the door to the spare room where Vegeta was resting buckled under the weight of a powerful kick.

"Oh, excuse me, you haven't seen my HUSBAND ANYWHERE, HAVE YOU?!" Shrieked Chi-Chi, stomping her way over to Vegeta who was propped up on several pillows, mindlessly leafing through the light novel.

"Oh, sorry? I wasn't paying attention..." Vegeta glanced over Chi-Chi, with an almost surprised look on his face. Placing the book on his lap and interlocking all of his fingers he waited for another torrent of abuse. When neither Chi-Chi nor the boy spoke he took it upon himself to offer his assistance.

"How can I be of service, woman? Only, it seems you need me right now. Although the way you address royalty could use some improving I suppose I could let you off." He stared at her with cold eyes, silently willing her to come at him, claws and all, so he could blast her body to pieces and run with Kakarot into the sunset.

"I'm sorry Vegeta--"

"Ahem, Prince Vegeta, woman."

"P-prince...Vegeta"

Oh god, how he was enjoying this.

"Well woman, how may I be of help to you and your plight?" He cracked his fingers and slid them slowly from their locked position.

"My...prince?" she asked questioningly, and when Vegeta nodded she continued. Through gritted teeth she proceeded to ask him for help in locating her husband, who had been gone, by her calculations, for 27 hours and 46 minutes.

"I'll help you find your provider, but why not just let him come home of his own free will?"

"Well, My..Prince, it's fish night, and he'd be home by now with one of the giant creatures, ready for me to cook it--"

"Alright, I'll look for him, wench."

Vegeta could almost swear that he'd heard one of her teeth crack, or at least a blood vessel bursting.

He was enjoying this so much he almost forgot what she was asking of him, she wanted him to find Kakarot.

He swung his legs from under the covers of the bed and placed them on the floor. Everything spun slightly, but it was his own fault. The determination to see Kakarot had caused a fever, sleeping in a cave...That has "FEVER!" written all over it!

"I'll set off now, but send your boy out to catch a fish. He has fine, powerful saiyan blood running through his veins, it should be nothing for him." He glanced at Gohan, who stared back at him with his beautiful brown eyes.

Woah woah, he's 12.

But he looks so much like Kakarot, it's unsightly!

"Thank you Vegeta!" Cried Gohan, who rushed off to put on his purple sparring suit.

"Why is he so happy? It's like he hasn't left the house in a week."

"Well, it's actually been 2, I've been making him-- I mean, studying with him."

"You've been what?! Forcing a boy of 12 to study when he should be out, fighting and enjoying himself?! It's the start of spring, and you've got him couped up in the house, READING?!" He advanced towards her, arms outstretched, ready to clamp his hands around her throat when Gohan came rushing in.

"Hey! What do you-- What's going on here?" He was 12, he wasn't stupid. But Vegeta was so good at lying he forced all doubts from Gohans mind. Wrapping his arms around Chi-Chi's shoulders he whispered, loud enough for the boy to hear, that they would find Kakarot.

"Don't worry Chi-Chi. He'll be fine. He's a saiyan, we don't go down so easily." He stared into her eyes, the coldness of his own penetrating the fear in hers. She crumpled, literally, under his gaze, falling to the floor and wrapping her shall around her head she began to whimper, Vegeta took Gohan by his hand and dragged him to the window.

"Dinner time, kid."