KM607: I feel kind of dumb... I just add an OC and I didn't really explain her past, like how she met Vegeta. I feel like this chapter doesn't explain much of how they met but oh well... I'm bored. Warning: Upcoming flashback chapters might be very short like this one so don't be mad or anything. Writer's block is a *itch!

"In hours of bliss we oft have met: They could not always last; and though the present I regret, I'm grateful for the past." –By William Congreve

Meeting Vegeta

I wept profusely, not knowing where I am. The ship I was in was dark and creepy, and it was dimly lighted. Vermin and little creatures would sometimes pop out and scurry around the room, probably looking for scraps of food.

I hated this place! Why did I, the daughter of Planet Vegeta's ambassador have to be in this creepy place!

Something shot right past me, I jumped a bit and something yelped. I looked behind myself to see a dead smoldering rat on the floor. I cry even more. Great, I was in this sh*t-hole and now I was going to die. Something shot past me once again; I yelped and fell off the crate I was sitting on.

"Oh will you shut up! Your stupid cries are giving me a headache!" I hear a raspy voice from the farthest corner of the room.

I stopped crying, "B-but I can't h-help it… I miss my mommy…!" I sniveled.

"Uggh… You're a lame excuse of a saiyan, stupid girl." The person with a raspy voice came towards my direction. He was a boy around my age and height, he had flame shaped hair, and an evil glare.

He raises an eyebrow at me, "You're Ambassador Palme's kid, aren't you?" He demanded.

I nodded my head, "Y-yes…"

"Pathetic! A saiyan with a high rank like yours shouldn't be a sniveling weakling!" He said slightly disgusted.

In an instant I was in his face, "HEY! Take that back! I'm no weakling!" I shouted.

He cringed at the shrillness of my voice and covered his ears, "Uggh… What are you, a banshee?!"

I folded my arms, "Well there's more where that came from! So… uh… What's your name?"

He uncovers his ears and looks at me skeptically, "First you scream in my face, and now you demand MY name? Why should I tell you anyway?"

"I… uh… Well, so we can make an alliance. My name's Chicori by the way." I said as I extended my hand.

The boy smacks my hand away, "And you call yourself a saiyan." He scoffs, "We saiyans don't use polite gestures such as handshakes, kisses, or hugs. If you want to start an alliance with the 'Prince of all Saiyans' you're going to have to change that attitude of yours." He turned his nose up.

I furrow my brows, "What's wrong with my attitude, Prince?"

"You're too… weird…" He said with uncertainty, "Especially for a girl…"

"Hmph! I bet I'm the only girl you've met!" I scoffed.

WHAP!

"Owww… What did I do?!" I said as I clutched my head. The jerk just hit me.

"Hmph! Show some respect, for I am the—

"Yeah, yeah, I heard! You're the 'Prince of all Saiyans'! Is that your only name?" I asked agitatedly.

"Are you stupid? You don't know my name?" He asked angrily.

"You didn't know mines either! Why should it come as a shock to you, that I don't know yours!" I retorted.

"Our planet is named Vegeta, right?"

"…Uh huh…" I nodded.

"The king of said planet is named Vegeta, right?"

"Yeah… But where are you going with this?" I asked.

He groans while making a face, "God you're stupid! MY NAME IS VEGETA! PRINCE VEGETA OF PLANET VEGETA! DO YOU UNDERSTAND NOW?" He yelled at me.

It was now my time to cover my ears, "Yes, I get it! You don't have to yell…"

"Imbecile…" He scoffed.

KM607: Well that's it! Please review but no flames okay? :D