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Vegeta was walking down the hall followed by Nappa and Radditz. He was wearing a long-sleeved, long-legged black spandex, along with his Royal armor and white gloves and boots. His tail was securely wrapped around his waist, although that hurt terribly. Radditz shot glances at his prince once in a while. There was a slight limp in his step, but it could only be noticeable if one looked very closely. They were walking down the hall, just in time for the meeting, when Vegeta stopped suddenly and looked up, his tiny face confused and somewhat annoyed.

"Hey, Vegeta." Goku said. "Uh… I suppose you remember me from earlier. Hey, uhm, it turns out we can't get back and – "

"Prince Vegeta?" Nappa asked. He usually called him by his name, except when they were in public. When people were looking, they used his title. "Something wrong?"

"No." he said, sidestepping the other man. "Let's hurry before Frieza has our heads."

"Okay. So the other two can't see me or hear me. I think I'll just go ahead and talk. You don't have to answer, just listen." Goku said. Vegeta's left eyebrow began to twitch. "So we came here because our machine brought us, but it kinda sorta stopped working all of a sudden and we were wondering if you could get some things for us so that we can repair it."

"You're getting on my nerves." Vegeta muttered.

"Huh?" Nappa said. "Did you say something?"

"No."

"I know I shouldn't ask so bluntly but…" he looked up just in time to see the enormous door and all the soldiers getting inside. "Wow… This sure is a big place."

He followed the prince and his minions inside. The enormous room that followed was slowly filling up with soldiers of all kinds and forms, all of them dressed in a spandex suit and an armor, their eye covered by a scouter. Frieza gave his back to them, sitting on his hover chair, his tail hanging off of the side, waving slowly. Zarbon and Dodoria stood at his sides, their arms crossed above their chests as they surveyed the soldiers. Vegeta, Nappa and Radditz stood at the front, obliviously followed by Goku, who has seeing everything with amusement and awe. Zabon pressed a button on his scouter.

"It's 0982. Close the doors." He said. A humanoid guard pressed a button and the doors slid closed. Frieza turned around slowly.

Every soldier, hastily, bowed down. "Master Frieza, sir!"

Frieza smiled. "Soldiers. I am glad to see that all of you made it on time. The information I am about to give is of extreme importance and – "

"Hey, Vegeta." Goku whispered, although he didn't have to.

"Shut up." Vegeta said between his teeth.

"It's important. Just listen."

Vegeta glared at him. "You're gonna get me in trouble, clown."

"Prince Vegeta?" Frieza said slowly. "Any reason why you are not paying attention? Is the information too boring for you?"

Vegeta visibly flinched and shook his head. "N-no, Master Frieza! I was paying attention."

Various soldiers snickered and Vegeta's face burned with humiliation. Goku couldn't help but notice how Vegeta was the only little child in the army.

"I surely hope so. You certainly know better than that, don't you? This is your first call. Next time I'll have to teach you a lesson."

"Yes, Lord Frieza. I'm sorry I interrupted."

"As I was saying – "

"Hey, I really don't want to get you in trouble." Goku said. "So, listen. Me and my friends are outside. As soon as this is over, would you please meet us there? There's important information we have to share with you."

Vegeta nodded slightly. That being said, Goku made his way out, taking advantage of the soldier that conveniently was walking out to inspect the halls out of Zarbon's order.

PRESENT.

Vegeta knew something was wrong the moment he stepped out of the GR.

For one thing, he couldn't sense his family's energy anywhere. But, what was worse, he couldn't sense Kakkarot's energy anywhere. He frowned as he dried his neck and chest and entered the compound. It was awfully quiet, even if it was 3:30 in the morning. He could've been able to hear their breathing. He raised his ki, preparing to attack if necessary.

"Is there something wrong with my ki?" he asked quietly. "Why can't I sense any of them? But I can still sense Goten and Gohan…"

He walked upstairs. The beds were empty, but looked slept on. Something had woken them up. He smelled the air, but could only sense his family's scents. He sighed and went downstairs, to Bulma's lab. His nose scrunched up and he showed his canines as Goku's scent hit him full force. As he approached the door, he noticed the little post-it. With an annoyed growled, he snatched it from the door and smelled it. Bulma.

'Honey, me and the kids went out for a little adventure we had in mind. Don't try to sense us; we kinda went to a different dimension or something. We won't be in trouble. Though. Trunks is with us! We'll be back home in a few hours! Get some rest and there's food in the fridge.

Love you, B.'

Vegeta growled and crumpled the paper in his fist.

"Blasted woman."

However, he was not completely calm. Something smelled like trouble. He went upstairs to take a quick bath. He changed into a pair of black pants and a white v-neck shirt and flew immediately over to Mount Paozu. Surely Goten would know of Trunks's plans. He landed some minutes later on the entrance of the tiny house and knocked. He sensed Chichi's ki spiking up as she woke up rudely from the ring and walked downstairs sloppily. What was waiting for her at her entrance worsened her mood.

"Vegeta?" she said. "What the hell are you doing here? It's 4 in the goddamn morning and it's Sunday!"

"I know that, woman." He answered. "I came here to ask you if you have any idea as to where your husband might be."

"Goku? Now that you mention it… I thought he was sparring with you."

"He's not. He went to my house not too long ago but left. I can't sense him or my mate anywhere." He said. "My children seem to have disappeared as well."

Chichi sighed and yawned. "What do you want me to do, Vegeta?"

"Call your son."

"He's asleep, Vegeta. Go away, get some rest and we'll see if they – "

"GOTEN!" he shouted. "Goten, come downstairs NOW!"

"Who do you think you are, you stupid ape?"

Goten came running down the stairs, wearing a pair of boxers and a white, sleeveless shirt. His hair was disheveled and his eyes, although wide and attentive, were red and sleepy. He ran up to the entrance and gave a quick check to his mom. She was alright. He then turned to Vegeta. The full-blooded man stood there, scowling, his arms crossed and his flame-like hair being blown gently by the morning wind. Goten looked at him with an extremely confused face and swallowed, his sleepy mind still turning wheels. He finally snapped out of it and cleared his throat.

"Uhm… Hi, Vegeta."

"Kid." He said, nodding his head.

"What's up?"

"As much as I'd like to tell you about my life, Goten, I am here upon more important matters. Tell me, boy. Where is your father?"

Goten immediately realized it. He couldn't sense Goky anywhere. "I can't sense him."

"What about my mate? My children?"

He looked for their ki, but couldn't find it anywhere. He began to panic.

"I can't feel them either. What's going on, Vegeta?"

"That's what I'm trying to find out. Bulma left a note saying they were leaving for some sort of adventure, and that I shouldn't try to sense them, but knowing how she is a trouble-magnet, I'd say I should worry." He said.

"Uhm… Right." Goten said. "If my dad is with them, then there's nothing to worry about. Why don't you go get some sleep?"

"No. You're coming with me. We'll get Gohan to figure this out. I have a bad feeling about this."

"What? But it's four in the morning, Vegeta!" Goten said. "I'm sleeping. Can't you wait a few hours?"

"No. I'll at least grant you some dignity. Go get dressed, I'll wait here. If you don't I'll drag you over there by the ear."

Goten pouted and sighed, going upstairs. Vegeta glared at Chichi and she rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I'm going back to sleep."

"That is all. You can go." Frieza said.

Vegeta sighed in relief and began walking away, his companions flanking him. He was tempted to ignore the freaks that were waiting for him outside, but he knew they'd just keep bugging him. He sighed.

"Go ahead. I'll catch up."

"Are you sure?" Nappa asked. "We were going to train."

"I'm sure, Nappa. There's something I need to see."

"Do you want us to come with you?" Radditz asked.

"I can take care of myself." He said. "See you later."

He began walking away. Nappa and Radditz stared at him, worried, until he rounded the corner and was out of sight.

The tiny prince left the compound and looked behind him to see if there was anyone following him. There was nobody, so he walked up to where the four strange creatures were fidgeting around a much damaged machine. He stopped before them with his little arms crossed and his tail wrapped tightly around his waist. He looked up at them and cleared his throat. They turned to look at him. He briefly wondered if they were a family.

"Well? What did you want to tell me?" he demanded.

"Uhm… We're sorry if we interrupted something." Bulma started.

"Shut up. I'm not here to chit-chat. I've got things to do, you know."

'That's Vegeta, alright.' Bulma thought. "You see, our machine broke down somehow. We'll need to repair it."

"And? I don't know anything about technology."

Bulma knew that. Vegeta had never had any particular interest in technology whatsoever; even though he was smart enough to learn almost everything in a two-day time. She smiled a little.

"I know that." She said softly.

"What do you mean you know that?" he exclaimed. "Are you saying that because I'm a Saiyan? Is that it?" he demanded, his little hands glowing with ki.

"No! No, that's not what I meant at all! It's just… uhm, you're a kid. I didn't think a kid could know much about technology." She said, raising her hands to show she was harmless.

He calmed down, but his body was still tense. He glared at them. "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Well… You see, you're the only one able to see us, but if we touch something else then everyone will be able to see us and that'd be terrible. So we were wondering if you could just… uhm… grab some stuff from Frieza's technological departments so that we can repair our machine and leave." Bulma explained.

Vegeta closed his eyes. "Let me get this straight. You are a group of freaks that nobody can see, or hear, but me. You come from far away, but somehow your machine got destroyed and you want ME, to steal from Frieza, so that you can fix it up and leave. Is that it?"

"Well… that's one way to put it." Trunks said.

"This is preposterous." He said, turning away.

"Wait, Vegeta!" Goku called. "You can't just leave us here."

"Why not?" he said, stopping but not turning around.

"B-because if we don't leave soon everything you know will collapse. Time and space will get destroyed!" Trunks answered.

Vegeta turned back around. "I couldn't count with my fingers the times I've heard people saying that same thing when I'm purging their planet. And guess what: Time and space still exist and I'm still stuck here with Frieza. Besides, let time and space die, explode and collapse. Anything is better than being here with Frieza." He said.

Bulla sighed. "Vegeta, if you do this for us… we'll take you with us."

"Bulla!" Bulma and Trunks exclaimed.

Vegeta glared at her. "Why should I trust you? As far as I am concerned, if anything goes wrong Frieza will only be able to see me, and it would be me who'd get into trouble."

"We wouldn't betray you." Bulla said.

Bulma sighed. "We can't promise him that."

Vegeta's eyes seemed to darken. "I knew it."

"No, wait!" Trunks said. "We can, mom. We can promise him that. We can take you."

Vegeta's eyebrows furrowed. "I don't believe you. Why did she say that I can't go?"

"We'll talk her into it." Bulla said, winking. "Just ignore her."

"BULLA! How dare you?" Bulma screamed.

"Besides" Vegeta cut into Bulma's rant, "there's no way of escaping Lord Frieza. He will always find you, anywhere. Believe me, I've tried."

An almost imperceptible shudder went down his spine and he closed his eyes momentarily. Memories that he wished more than anything that he could forget, resurfaced suddenly and he swallowed.

"But we can." Bulla said. "He can't see us so he has no way of knowing that we left."

"Yes, but he can see me. And he'll know if I left. Frieza always finds what he's looking for."

Bulla felt like an icy hand was gripping her heart. She walked up to him and knelt before him. Vegeta growled and crouched down in a defensive stance.

"Vegeta, where we're going, Frieza can't follow. Once you leave, you'll never hear of him again and he'll never hear of you. It won't matter if he searches the entire Universe, you'll be safe." She assured. "Just trust us in this one."

"Why would I trust a group of freaks?"

"Because you have no other way of escaping. Do you really want to stay here for Kami-knows how many more years?"

Vegeta looked down and frowned. "Fine. I'll get your things. But if anything goes wrong, I'll give out your secret."