A/N A dustwind is a Sayan term for a large tornado.

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When Worlds Meet

Chapter Three

As the years passed, Prince Vegeta began to grow from a tiny baby, then into a tantrum filled toddler, after that an attention seeking child, and now he was an attention seeking, bored and very powerful seventeen year old teenager. His looks greatly resembled his father's only his posture was shorter; his hair also had the dark black colour of his mother's, but it resembled the same style as his dad, spiked up. He also had dark mysterious eyes and a warrior build.

Present Day

Vegeta had everything he could possibly want; this made his life considerably boring; he lived for training pushing his body to intense limits. There was only one thing he wanted that money or power couldn't buy; and that was to become a Super Sayan. Way back when he was a small child he had already been informed he was the strongest Sayan on the Planet. He'd surpassed his father's powers at the tender age of 8. Most of the palace staff were scared of him; they just didn't know what kind of a mood he was going to wake up in.

"VEGETA!" King Vegeta roared as he stormed into the Sayan Princes bed quarters.

"What"

"Another lecturer; boy what do you do with them!" King Vegeta growled clenching his fists in frustration; his beard was going all prickly to the prince's amusement, whenever his father got pissed at him that happened ever since he could remember.

"Well let me see..." The prince said grinning he began to list numerous things on his finger of his hand.

"The first was a loser so I sent him down the dungeons; the second lied to me so he went in the dungeons too; the red head left and never came back, how am I suppose to know why? Oh yeah- that bald guy with the glasses, he was part Tsuful he got chased by a mob; then that woman you hired, she was just a bimbo." He listed them all on one hand then smiled sarcastically to his father.

King Vegeta's eyes began to go blood red; this was also a telltale sign that he was unhappy.

"From this day on YOU ARE NOT to send anybody to the dungeons without my permission, it will go through me first. There is no room for anyone else down there, and down there is for severe punishment only. Not for your ex advisors do you understand me"

"Yeah, but you've got to employ a half decent tutor in the first place then."

"Don't you dare answer back to me, unless you want to join them in the dungeons?"

"Funny I thought they were full!" Vegeta smirked deviously.

"My boy, they are never too full to fit you in there when you misbehave."

Vegeta smirked to himself, winding his father up was one of his many hobbies.

"Father- are you getting soft in your old age?"

The King blew his top; Prince Vegeta saw this as his cue and flew out of the open window to find some place to go and train in private.

Bulma was sitting on a huge plateau above the little village that she called home, her mother and father were both at work; she had finished her tutoring for the day, her father was educating her.

On Vegetasaii there was no such thing as public educational institutes, tutoring was only for the rich; Bulma was an exception to this rule, her father left her work to complete and books to study. She was much more intelligent than most of the Sayan race and had definitely inherited her brains from her dad's side of the family.

At the age of seventeen most third classes were working for a living, again Bulma had been given the opportunity to have a life by her parents. She was encouraged to get out of the little house they lived in and to meet friends and run free, work was something she was going to have to do later in life; either when her parents passed away or she had her own family.

She had beautiful long blue wavy hair and sky blue eyes; the plateau was one of her favourite places to come and think, it was away from the noise of the village, nor was it out in the middle of the wilderness, or too far to fly. It also had a beautiful view of the surrounding area, she could see part of the castle of Vegetasaii where her mother worked what seemed all the time, and on the other side she could see the baking hot desert terrain that seemed to go on forever.

Another place that she loved to go was the side of the planet that was covered in water; it was such a different image to what she had grown up in, it had been the first place that she headed to when she had learnt to fly at the age of seven.

Looking at her watch the time read twelve-thirty, she was meeting her best friend and they were going to go for a swim on the other side of the Planet, it was the middle of the day and the heat was beginning to get unbearable, the best way to pass the time was to go for a cool down and to catch up.

Bulma took the sky and headed in the direction of Goku's house. He lived fairly close to her, only about five minutes flight away but a little further into the desert wilderness than her.

She arrived in no time at all, and powered down, Goku was already decked out in his personalised orange suit. He looked out of the ordinary on the Planet Vegetasaii, most Sayans donned Freeza's battle armour or the authentic Sayan protective covering; but Goku had both orange trousers and an orange Vest showing his muscles off, with a huge training symbol on the back.

"You ready?" Goku said eagerly bouncing up and down happily.

"You bet!" Bulma replied as she lifted up a tiny pink top to reveal a triangle bikini top underneath.

Bulma had a miniature figure compared to some of the Sayan females, she was on the petite side, standing just over five foot; she had a tiny waist and a figure that most would die for.

She jumped onto an unsuspecting Goku and he rolled over on the floor,

"Wow! Your speeds increasing! You'll be faster than me in no time!"

Rolling her eyes Bulma changed the subject. "Hey guess what me and dad have been working on?"

"What, what!?" said Goku grinning, he was hoping it was going to be something that could make them lots of money.

"A new scouter! It's very confidential, but we're allowed to try out the prototypes. Dad said." Bulma answered gleaming with joy.

Goku's face dropped a little, a scouter wasn't anything new, it wasn't going to make him lots of money, all a scouter would do is help the Sayans kill more innocent people in the universe. It might even fall into the hands of Freeza. As if his race needed help killing more people, the scouters they had already did the job well enough, and unfortunately without a scouter a Sayan was just as dangerous.

"Bulma. Do you mind I've invited a friend to come with us today, it's her day off work and I'd love you to meet her." Goku asked, shuffling his black leather boots in the dust.

"Her?" Bulma said raising her eyebrows a little. This was a complete shock; she didn't even know Goku had been seeing anybody.

"Yea." Goku mumbled to himself blushing, he had black spiky hair and was fairly tall. Around 6 foot high, not as big as most Sayans, but he also looked more attractive than the majority.

Bulma wondered inside her head what this girl would be like, knowing Goku somebody strong, she just hoped it was a Sayan not a Tsuful or Namekian or anything. Goku had a habit of looking for the best in all people, unlike Bulma who preferred the company of her own kind.

"Well we've got to meet her when the sun is in the middle of the sky, at the Lillasoku beach near the Pukantah Ocean. So we have to get a move on it's at least an hour's flight from here." Goku said as he powered up, his ki glowed all around him as he hovered into the hot dusty air. Bulma followed close behind him.

The higher they flew the stickier and hotter the air became; they stopped after getting about five hundred feet, and jetted off in the direction of the Pukantah Ocean.

Just over an hour later they touched down near to where they were meeting Goku's mystery friend, they had reached the Lillasoku Beach easily, it was somewhere they came quite often so they knew the best routes to take; not that Vegetasaii had many distractions it was mostly covered by a searing hot desert or deep mysterious waters. It was a very vast Planet and quite a size compared to some.

"Well the suns in the middle of the sky, where is she?" Bulma grimaced thinking the worst. Perhaps she was so weak she couldn't be detected on a scouter, maybe she was a Tsuful – how embarrassing. If any Sayan were going to see a Tsuful it would have to be Goku.

Goku was born on the Planet Vegeta and was a third class Sayan; his birth name was actually Kakorot but he preferred to be called by his nickname Goku. He had to be the friendliest and politest Sayan Bulma had came across, it was highly unusual. Usually her race was rude, arrogant, and aggressive.

"I don't know…" Goku admitted, as he scoured the beach below him, they were in the correct spot but nobody was around the whole island was detectable.

Bulma landed to the ground with a thud of her boots, she wiped a brow of sweat from her forehead and pushed her fringe out of her eyes. Walking over to a monstrous palm tree she sat underneath it.

The sun was just as hot on this side of Vegetasaii as on the other; she had flown about a thousand miles and she was now feeling the after affects. The ocean had never seemed as appealing to Bulma as she detached her scouter and threw it onto the soft white sand.

"Perhaps she's been held back somehow." Goku said squinting into the horizon.

The sky was a bright shade of blue contrasting the red colour that seemed to be permanently covering the barren region of the planet. Not a single cloud could be seen; it was just a stunning light blue.

"Goku… you sure you've got the right end of the stick?" Bulma questioned looking over to her friend.

"Yes. She said she'd meet me here. She's never late, something's happened. I can feel it." Goku said giving up squinting; as he went over to the huge tropical tree Bulma was shading under.

Vegeta had retreated to one of his favourite training sites on his Planet. In this particular spot the gravity had twice as much force as anywhere else on the land, making his training regimes harder and helping him gain more strength.

It had been a good two hour's flight from the castle even for the Sayan prince whose speed was faster than most. For normal Sayans it would take them at least twice that amount of time.

He threw a Big Bang Blast at a huge red rock that towered above him hanging like a natural bridge; shattering it into a million pieces.

"It's too easy." he mumbled to himself as he powered up ready to make an attack on another obstacle.

The trouble was the stronger he was becoming the harder it was to find him a worthy challenge. He had already surpassed his father who had been named the strongest, but he still wasn't as strong as his father's 'co-worker' Freeza.

He continued sparring with himself for a couple more hours before he retreated back to the castle to find himself some water to re-hydrate with.

He decided to stop for a rest break on his way.

On his journey back he flew over the villages for some of the third class people. The houses seemed so undersized and outdated, people were walking about and small children were outside playing. They didn't look well dressed at all in the prince's eyes. He was used to wearing the latest fashion and the most expensive battle armour. Most of his garments were custom made.

Looking below him again he smiled menacingly to himself.

An extremely elderly lady was limping across the hot ground carrying what looked to be a water container on her back.

He levitated down a mischievous smirk planted across his face. She was heading towards a big stone well, which looked ancient.

"Here let me give you a hand with that." he took the weight off the old lady's back, leaving her blinking up at him in surprise.

"It can't be… is it really…" the aged lady began; blinking in the harsh sunlight.

"Yes it is." he said proudly holding the container in one hand effortlessly and smiling.

"Pokinya! Why have you not stayed in touch! You go and fight in space for all those years. Not letting me even knows if you are alive. Then you just creep up on me like that, not even letting me know your back on Vegetasaii."

Vegeta dropped the container in surprise; his mouth was gaping like a fish. How could this stupid old woman not recognise him? It was an insult to him and his royal heritage.

To be truthful he was going to push her down the well along with her precious water tub, now he was just gob smacked.

"NO you senile old whore, I'm the prince of all Sayans."

He was interrupted by a door slamming close by, and a dirty looking man ran towards him.

"Your majesty… Prince Vegeta. Sire. I'm extremely sorry for my mother to be disrupting you from your busy work. Here let me take that."

The man picked up the container off the dusty ground and bowed to the royal standing before him in a very defensive position; arms folded across his chest.

"Dirty tramp, you shall accompany me back to the castle and you shall work for me and my father for your mother's behaviour." Vegeta said smirking meanly at the two peasants before him,

The lady was clearly very senile; she looked much older than most Sayans. She was wearing what looked to be a potato sack but turned out to be a ragged old paled dress which looked like it hadn't been cleaned for decades.

Her eyes looked like they belonged to someone else's, in an almost faraway kind of daze. Most Sayans would usually kill their elders when they were like this to save costs and also to free up space in the homes and Planet.

They were rendered useless when they reached an elderly age and just seen as clutter in the way.

"But... your majesty, my mother, she is very old, she needs much care and attention." The man stuttered.

He didn't have the muscled build most of the race had; Vegeta judged in his scouter and the power-level was that of a mere Tsuful. He was clearly terrified of the physically powerful prince before him.

"I don't care what you do with your mother. As long as she does not enter the castle grounds I am happy. May I suggest you send her to a different Planet?" Vegeta grinned. This was entertaining; one thing he loved to do was terrify people who were already fearful of him.

He knew that the man wouldn't survive the pace the Castle workers were made to work at, but that would make it all the more interesting.

"Sire... I cannot… I'm sorry." the man stuttered as he dropped the water container and fell to his knees.

In a pleading kind of fashion he began begging at the Royal's feet, as if he was praying in an ancient religion.

Vegeta smirked. "The apple obviously doesn't fall far from the tree."

He began to power up, just for the show. He was going to kill the man before him for being so weak; he could do it in a single punch judging by his power level. But he wanted to show off a little of his power that he had been gaining.

A blue aurora surrounded the Prince as he began to summon yet more energy from him, the hard baked ground began to tremble and crack with the force.

Vegeta levitated in the air and powered up some more. He wasn't even trying properly; this was tiny compared to the ki that he harnessed.

The man was still praying in a crazy kind of fashion and his mother was trying to hook the water container onto her back to fetch the water; she was completely unaware that Vegeta was powering up to kill her son. Despite the large cracks appearing on Vegetasaii's surface.

Little children had stopped playing and were watching in an awed way at the sheer power in front of them, many boys were cheering the Prince on and shouting out how they wanted to be as strong as him when they grow up.

Parents were trying to usher the kids into the houses but at the same time were glued to watching.

"I never liked that crazy hill-billy anyways." a lady said to another as she picked up her toddler son and tried to whisk him indoors.

"I wonder what they've done to make the heir so angry?" a petite Sayan female said as she wrapped her tail around her six year old son.

Debris began to fly around the village; it was beginning to feel more like a dust wind.

All of a sudden the crazed man snapped out of his trance and fired a strange kind of ki blast directly at the Prince's throat.

Disclaimer: I'm going to have to end this chapter there I'm afraid…

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