Myshel ran her hand through her long, black hair one last time as she came to the huge iron gates rising majestically in front of the domed complex known as Capsule Corp. She raised a finger to the doorbell, and paused a second. 'I still can't believe I'm doing this...' Myshel thought to herself. After another moments' thought, she pressed the button down, and a faint chime rang in the distance. Myshel waited patiently. Suddenly, the door swung open and a short, stout man in a black tux appeared.

"May I help you, Miss?" the butler asked. Myshel smiled a little nervously.

"Yes, my name is Myshel Mizzano, I'm supposed to be having dinner with the Briefs at 5 o'clock."

"Of course, please, step inside. I will inform Ms. Briefs you have arrived."

"Thank you."

Myshel stepped inside, and her mouth fell open again. She had already seen this place, and yet the sheer size and furnishings still amazed her. She reached down and straightened her skirt before taking a seat on one of the squashy armchairs in the sitting room. The butler had disappeared as soon as the door had closed to find Bulma, and surprisingly, considering the size of the house, he had found her quite quickly. It hadn't been more than five minutes when Bulma walked into the sitting room, talking to an attendant who was following her. Myshel smiled somewhat timidly and rose to her feet.

"He's around here somewhere, check the spare gravity room..." Bulma mumbled before waving the attendant off and turning to the young girl. "Myshel, I apologize, people have been disappearing left and right around here. How have you been?" Bulma asked, motioning for Myshel to sit back down as she took a seat on the armchair next to Myshel's. With a quick bow, Myshel sunk back into the chair and sighed.

"I've been ok, except for the reason that I'm here, I guess..." she replied honestly. Bulma sighed and nodded.

"Yes, Rejhan told me what was going on. I'm sorry for that, a girl such as yourself shouldn't have to go through what you do..." Bulma trailed off, staring out the window behind Myshel. Myshel's face dawned a puzzled look and her eyebrows furrowed.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Briefs..."

"Bulma, please."

"Bulma. Gomen nasai, but is everything alright?"

Bulma sighed and rubbed her eyes, combing her aqua hair with her fingers. She looked up and slightly shook her head.

"No. My son and his best friend; Rejhan's little brother, are missing, and no one knows where they are," Bulma said quietly, before returning her head to her hands. Myshel was quiet for a while. She had felt Trunks and Goten's ki signatures before, so she tried to concentrate on finding them again, with no avail. Abandoning that after a few minutes, she rose to her feet.

"I'm sorry, this is probably a bad time to talk about anything...," Myshel said, slowly moving towards the door. Bulma forced a bit of a laugh and got up as well, walking behind Myshel and pushing her further into the house.

"Nonsense. I agreed to help you until you found another place to live, and I'm going to keep my word. I'm warning you now, though. I'm not too sure how Vegeta is going to react." Bulma said in a somewhat lighter tone as she lead Myshel through the house. Myshel laughed lightly. Turning a few corners and heading down a hallway, Bulma pushed open a door and stepped into a darkened room. She flipped a light switch, and Myshel found herself amazed once again.

The room was painted a plain beige color, but the design was absolutely stunning. The wood furniture was dark and rich, and accented with wicker baskets as drawers and storage. There was a black, semitransparent half canopy hanging above the bed, which was dressed with leopard print sheets and a stuffed jaguar for effect. The bathroom was painted a forest green, and was done in a similar fashion, only instead of the savannah, it was done up like a jungle. Myshel gaped at the beauty.

"This room is always open, you can stay here. The bathroom is just there; the fresh towels are in the cabinet to the left of the sink. The kitchen is all the way down the hall and to the right, and if you need anything, the blue button on the phone calls the butler. He'll see to it that you get what you need, ok?" Bulma said, giving Myshel a tour of the room. Myshel was speechless.

"I...don't know what to say," she eventually managed to squeeze out.

"Don't worry about it. Now, don't be surprised if I ask you to help out with some chores here and there. I heard you are quite a good mechanic." Myshel blushed at the compliment.

"I try, and I'll do whatever you need me to do. Thank you so much, Bulma."

Bulma smiled as best she could. Myshel smiled warmly. "Now, I believe we agreed on dinner. You can't possibly not be hungry." Bulma said, leading Myshel to the kitchen. "I hope my loving husband decides to join us."

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Rejhan, seated carefully on the flying nimbus, saw her twin floating just above the mountain peak that they had agreed on meeting at, and shot over to him. One look at his face told her all she needed to know: he hadn't found them either. A few minutes later, Goku joined his oldest children and sighed.

"Where on EARTH could they be?" Gohan said, a hint of frustration in his voice. Rejhan shrugged, but Goku just paused thoughtfully.

"Maybe that's just it, Gohan." he said after a moment.

"What?" Rejhan and Gohan both asked together.

"Maybe they aren't on Earth."

Gohan snorted. "Dad, Bulma said none of the pods were missing, and how else could they have left Earth?"

Goku thought a little bit more, before sighing. "You're right, Gohan. I guess we'll just have to keep looking."

Rejhan shook her head and stared at the horizon. 'Where could they be?' Closing her eyes for a moment, Rejhan strained to bring the familiar forms of her younger brother and best friend to her senses, but failed miserably. However, in her attempts to do so, she noticed the absence of another prominent ki signature; One that is usually the most prominent of them all...

"Dad, did you think about asking Vegeta to help?" Rejhan said, trying to subliminally suggest her father into trying to find the Saiyajin Prince, who had completely vanished from her ki-sensing reach. Goku's face lit up in a goofy smile.

"That's right! I can ask Vegeta!" Goku said happily. Gohan and Rejhan just rolled their eyes, and all three of them shot off towards Capsule Corp. Arriving in a very short time, they let themselves in and found Myshel and Bulma seated at the table. Bulma turned and did her best to smile at the three familiar faces that had entered her dining room.

"Goku, Rejhan, Gohan, good to see you three. Any luck with the boys?" she asked; a hint of worry and anticipation evident in her voice. Goku shook his head and started to talk back and forth with Bulma. Rejhan's eyes met with Myshel's, and they smiled at each other. Myshel slowly inched out of her chair and stepped over to Rejhan, giving her a tight hug before pulling back.

"Still haven't found your brother?" Myshel asked, and Rejhan shook her head. Myshel sighed and looked up at Gohan, a playfully confused look coming over her face. "I take it that this is Gohan, am I right?" Rejhan snapped out of her daze and proceeded to introduce Myshel to Gohan, and vice versa.

"So how do you know Rej?" Gohan asked innocently. Myshel glanced at Rejhan, who glanced back at the exact same time. Myshel looked back at Gohan with a wide grin and laughed.

"It's a looonnnggg story..." she trailed off. Rejhan laughed with her, both trying to keep the subject at that. Gohan raised an eyebrow, as though a bit suspicious. He opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off by Goku.

"Who's this, Bulma? A co-worker?" he asked. Bulma shook her head and motioned to Rejhan to explain.

"Dad, this is my friend, Myshel Mizzano. We met a few weeks ago when I was running errands for mom," Rejhan said quickly, saying the first thing that came to her mind that actually made sense. Myshel bowed politely.

"Nice to meet you, Myshel, my name's Son Goku." Myshel smiled. Just then, an attendant burst through a door to everyone's right and looked straight at Bulma.

"He's not here, Ms. Briefs. We've searched everywhere." Bulma suddenly went pale. She stood up and turned to her company, totally lost for words.

"What's wrong Bulma?" Goku asked. Bulma looked up; her eyes filled with extreme worry.

"Vegeta's missing."

Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long, but schedules are schedules, I guess, and when you try to band, sports, and stay top ten in your class at the same time, it kinda sucks up a lot of time. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Things are going to start heating up with more disappearances, then Rejhan and Myshel get to strut their stuff!

Just a heads up for you, though. Rejhan says she's not sure when the next chapter will be ready to go up. Her laptop got invaded by those evil viruses and now she needs a new one. She isn't sure when she's going to get it, either. Just hang on tight, things are going to start getting interesting!

Chela