Vegeta

the conversations on the tapes will be in bold!

Thoughts and flashbacks will be in italics!

Hercule Satan threw away the rest of his sandwich he had been nibbling on and exited his favorite deli. Starting a walk, he quickly changed his pace to a run and entered the bank where he will soon recieve his award for finding the Saiyan Prince. 'Finally,' he thought as he saw the professional looking man with the case full of the money.

"The full balance will be payable after the Saiyan Prince is captured alive," the gentleman stated, "but we have professionals to take care of that. So all you need to do is point him out."

Hercule looked at the money that is now his. His eyes then darted to the gentleman.

"I am a proffesional. I prefer to stay involved and make sure things run smoothly," Detective Satan responded.

Hercule's face and tone shown to be non-negotiable. He was going to make sure things go according to plan.

It is the night of the fight. Tony Benito was in the ring defending his well earned title. It was an exciting match to witness. Hercule Satan and his wife, Marron, had front row seats to the spectacle. Satan held his wife's hand as she squirmed in excitement for the intense match. Since they were up front, they could see everything occuring in the ring. Vegeta was ringside, watching and coaching his fighter. Every now and then, Hercule glanced at the Saiyan Prince. He was the most feared man on the planet. As Vegeta looked in the ring to coach Tony, he felt a pair of eyes on him. He turned to Satan's direction. Hercule quickly glanced away to the match that captured every one's attention and squeezed his wife's hand. She didn't notice since she was too focused on the intense match in the ring. Then Hercule glanced back at the empty eyes of the flame-haired male. Vegeta gave the detective his classic, arrogant smirk. Hercule smiled back and nodded his head. That dangerous smirk Vegeta's made Hercule's blood run cold. Both Vegeta's eyes and Hercule's quickly darted back to the ring as the audience errupted in applause. Winning by knockout, Tony Benito retained his belt.

Vegeta glanced around the room where people were celebrating Tony Benito's win. The Saiyan Prince didn't see the point in celebrating. Both fighters were considerably weak. On his home planet, they did not celebrate victories like this. His obsidian eyes noticed the long lavender hair with blue highlights and that identified Marron Satan. The Saiyan Prince then noticed Hercule Satan standing beside the woman. The detective was an idiot, but a sort of amusment for the time being for the Saiyan monarch. Vegeta walked toward the couple. Who knows, maybe the night could be interesting.

"Enjoy the fight detective?" Vegeta asked as he stopped in front of the odd couple.

Hercule smiled and nodded his head while Marron smiled and checked out the strong and handsome man in front of her. Vegeta felt like smirking. He did have that way with women. And he was certain, this woman in front of him is easy.

Hercule did not like the way Mr. Ouji and his wife were looking at each other.

"My wife Marron, this is Mr. Ouji," Hercule introduced.

Marron held her hand out, and Vegeta kissed it. Marron's smile grew larger at the gester.

"You are the one that trained Tony Benito right?" Marron asked.

"I am," Vegeta answered in his deep, gruff voice.

Marron smiled flirtatiously. This man is one she was most attracted to.

"Well after tonight, you definatly trained him well," she complimented.

"Thank you," Vegeta thanked with a mischevious and devious smirk that had an underlying tone.

Hercule cleared his throat. He had enough of his wife's flirting. And now was his chance to find out a little more about Mr. Ouji.

"Have you lived in North City all your life?" Hercule asked.

Vegeta's eyes moved from Mrs. Satan to Mr. Satan.

"No, I've traveled all over," the Saiyan Prince answered truthfully.

"Is there a Mrs. Ouji?" Marron asked with curiosity.

"No," he responded as he looked at her.

"Oh that's too bad," she whispered with a bit of happiness.

It was silent for a moment. Marron seemed to be thinking. Vegeta stood there with his arms crossed. Hercule was studying the Saiyan Prince. Suddenly, Marron's eyes widened ans she grinned widely.

"I am taking a poetry class and I have this romantic poem that I would love to get your thoughts on Mr. Ouji," she stated as she pulled the poem out from her purse.

It was her favorite poem and she always kept it on her. Slowly and articually as best she could, she began to recite the poem. Vegeta just stared at her with a blank expression. She wanted his opinion on poetry...

"Hercule doesn't like poetry, but in this poem a man falls in love with a woman at first sight. Tell me Mr. Ouji, do you believe a man could be so obsessed with a woman from just one meeting?" she asked with dreamy eyes.

A sudden thought struck the Saiyan Prince. It was more like a memory to him. A smirk formed on his lips.

"Could he feel hunger for her daily and find his fill in the very sight of her?" Vegeta responded.

Marron sighed in contempt. No one has said anything like that to her before. It was so romantic.

"And would she see through the mask of his and ache for him as much?" Vegeta continued as he thought about those set of azure orbs that unwillingly haunted him.

"That was beautiful," Marron spoke in awe.

Vegeta smirked. He was good, and he knew it. Hercule rolled his eyes.

"Is there someone that ever made you feel that way?" Marron asked as she felt the need to know the answer.

The Saiyan Prince thought for a moment. The same eyes flashed through his mind once more.

"Once," he answered.

Hercule silently listened to the conversation. His curiosity was peaked.

"Who was she?" Marron asked, jealous of this mysterious woman.

"She is someone I hope to meet again one day and finish what has been started," the flame-haired male answered.

At that moment, Tony Benito walked up to the trio. He moved to Vegeta's side and whispered something in the Saiyan's ear. The flame-haired male nodded his head at his fighter. Then he glanced back at the couple he had been conversing with.

"Well it's been a pleasure," Vegeta spoke before walking away with Tony at his side.

Hercule noticed his wife's eyes linger on Vegeta's retreating figure. Instantly, Satan rolled his eyes. 'Women,' he thought.

A/N: Well what did you think?

Sorry if Vegeta is a little OOC. I wanted to mix his character with Hannibal Lecter in this chapter.

Who is this woman that has Vegeta entranced and planning to meet again one day? Will Hercule be able to capture the powerful and dangerous Saiyan Prince? Or will Vegeta put a stop to it?

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