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Warnings : Language

Chapter One

And So It Began

The Prince sighed. It was daylight already, and he hadn't even slept a wink!

"What the hell!" he murmured.

Shaking his head he got up from the king sized bed that he had been sitting on the edge of. He walked into his bathroom and cut on the light.

"Ugh .. what the fuck!" he growled. His bathroom light seemed much brighter then he remembered. He found that a little odd but decided that it was nothing completely out of the ordinary. The Onna must've change the Kami forsaken bulb. Taking a deep breath he looked into the mirror at his reflection. He frowned at himself, he couldn't remember the last time he actually hated the way he looked. Tilting his head to the side he continued to look at himself until the phone in his room let out the most piercing and annoying shrill he had ever heard. Jumping he spun around.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!" It was almost as if that was the only sentence he knew. Shaking his head he walked into his room and picked up the annoying electronic device. Putting it to his hear he answered gruffly.

"Speak"

The voice on the other end of the line suddenly made him relax and fall back leisurely into the center of his bed. It was Kakarott. He frowned wondering why he had suddenly reacted the way he did to Kakarott's voice. He wondered what it is that the tall baka could want at this time of the day. It was barely even six o'clock and he was calling the Prince. Vegeta found himself already annoyed.

"Vegeta?" Kakarott replied.

Suddenly Vegeta rolled his eyes, becoming even more irritated. How slow was this baka? Who else would be answering HIS phone at this time ? Shaking his head ready to berate the third class warrior Vegeta remembered. His wife. She would also be in his room to answer his phone. And wondererd why she had not woke up when the piercing shrill echoed throughout the room. He quickly set up and looked to his right, not seeing the aqua-haired Onna. Looking at his clock on his nightstand the bright green lights read out the digital time of 5:12 am. Frowning and looking a little confused he tried to think where she could possibly be at this time in the morning.

"Vegeta!!" Kakarott said again noticing that the Prince didn't answer his last question and seem to just be hanging on the phone.

Irritated, Vegeta responed. "What baka?"

Sighing, Kakarott closed his eyes and mentally willed himself to be strong enough to be there for the Prince.

'Oh Kami, this was going to be hard to tell him' Kakarott thought. 'Or does he already know and is pretending that he doesn't care? Or is he once again putting up the proud Sayian Prince front?'

Lost in his own thoughts Goku was suddenly brought back to reality when the loud voice of Vegeta snapped him out of it.

"Kakarott did you call me just to hear me breathing on the phone or did you actually have some type of significant thing to tell me? I haven't got all day you fucking idiot"

Used to being called almost everything in the book Goku just shrugged it off. Vegeta was his friend and yet he still couldn't seem to go a day without insulting Goku. Goku didn't mind actually because he knew that the insults held no meaning behind it. It was just a habit that Vegeta could and would never break.

" Vegeta" Goku began. "Uh, how are you feeling?"

Puzzled Vegeta didn't know how the hell he was suppose to react to that question, so, to save face and not let Kakarott in on his little moment of confusion Vegeta did what he always did.

" How do I feel about what baka? The fact that you fucking call me early in the damn morning waking me up (which was a lie) just to ask me something as fucking stupid as how the fuck am I feeling? You know Kakarott-"

Goku sighed. Why the hell couldn't Vegeta just answer a question without being a complete meany?

"Vegeta, you don't have to pretend that this doesn't hurt you. I know it does. So how about you just cut the Goddamn act and just be honest with me? I wouldn't have called you for no reason Vegeta. I really want to know, how are you taking it?"

Vegeta became even more confused, which quickly turned to anger. 'How was he taking it? Now Kakarott had really fallen off his damn rocker. First of all ,his day had not started off to a good start, he barely got any sleep, his bathroom light almost blinded him, he hated the way he looked this morning for some weird odd reason, and now this third class idiot was calling him and asking him vague and random nonsense questions, beating around the goddamn bush, and not getting straight to the point. Vegeta had had enough. It was time for the little childish game to stop.

"You know, maybe I could give you a straight answer is you would stop beating around the goddamn bush! Spit it out Kakarott" he yelled into the phone. "Be a fucking man and tell me what it is that you have to tell me or just shut the fuck up! We aren't fucking brats anymore we are-"

Vegeta was cut off as Goku began to talk.

"You know Vegeta there is no need for all the extra-ness. Why don't YOU start being a man and admit when YOU are wrong! Admit when YOU don't know something! Admit when YOU are confused! And GODDAMN IT, ADMIT THAT IT HURTS THAT YOUR WIFE LEFT YOU!"

Goku hadn't realized that he was yelling until he calmed down and heard the ringing in his ears. There was no answer from the person on the other end of the phone.

'Did I go too far?' Goku questioned himself. He waited, and waited for an answer from the Sayian Prince only to receive none. After about five minutes of dreadful awkward silence Vegeta finally spoke.

"Shall we spare today? Usual spot?"

If Goku hadn't known his friend as well as he did, he would have been angry that Vegeta seemed un phased that his wife of over 25 years left him. Goku almost teared up when he heard the hurt in Vegeta's voice. There was no denying it. The prince was crushed. Even though it wasn't a good emotion, Goku was glad that Vegeta showed another emotion aside of anger.

"Vegeta, are you ok? I mean, we don't have to spar, we can sit and talk if you want to"

Vegeta was becoming angry. Why is Kakarott playing games with him like this? All the hurt, betrayal, and sadness that Vegeta felt suddenly vanished. He rolled his eyes. Shaking his head he thought that if Kakarott wanted to fool him, maybe he should try a bit harder. There was NO way HIS Onna left him.

"Usual spot, 3 hours"

With that, Vegeta hung up. A little irritated that he had fallen into Kakarott's trap so easily. He sighed and rolled his eyes again. It had to be the fact that he barely slept and was caught off guard at five in the morning. 'For some, the childish games just never end' Vegeta thought.

Shaking off what just transpired over the phone, Vegeta began to head to the bathroom to shower and get ready, but decided to take a little nap since he had told Kakarott three hours.

"A two hour nap won't hurt" he mumbled. Then threw himself across his plush king sized bed and before he knew it, he was out.

Goku stared at his black cordless house phone. Giving his phone a suspicious look, he walked over to its charger in the living room and set it down to charge. Sighing he shook his head and stretched. This was weird. Letting out and aggravated sigh he fell back onto his couch and rubbed at his eyes. In three hours he would meet with Vegeta, not to spar, but to talk.

"Oh kami, this was going to be another long, long day"

A/N: I want to thank the wonderful ZOFO for reading and reviewing. You have become my inspiration

OH and don't worry it may be off to a slow start but trust me .. its all going to make sense after the first few chapters are put up. So thanks to everyone reading, remember I am new at this so please no mean comments!

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