A/N: Whew, Finals time, I'm sure some of you know how this time of year is. I'm not done yet but I figured I should go ahead and put the next chapter of this up while I'm writing my final paper. In any case, this is the same day from another Vegeta's point of view but it does continue past where Bulma's left off. Also much like Bulma, Kakarot has a different background though his is not as extreme as hers.

On the darker side of the trade planet Yapisha, in a private room of a tavern nestled in the middle of the pleasure district, King Vegeta, his son Prince Vegeta and a few of their best men awaited the arrival of Frieza. King Vegeta was the ruler of the Sayians, a proud warrior race that lived on the planet Vegeta which he and the 62 previous kings had been named after. Though he was one of the few in the universe that refused to let his people serve in Frieza's personal army, he felt that it was important to continue a friendly working arrangement, if only because his people were no match for the tyrant's unlimited power and resources. In return for the goods such as armor and technology that Frieza gained during his conquests the Sayians would be hired to take care of planets that required more muscle and less tact. While one may question why someone with such strength would need to rely on others to take out a planet of stronger beings it was as simple as Frieza not wanting to lose any of his men and rather sacrificing those that refused to bow to his name. It was unsettling to have to agree to the possible death of a few of their people but it was far better than the definite slaughter of their entire race if they resisted.

Now, they were here on Yapisha to receive payment for a mission that Frieza had hired them a little less than a month ago for. Frieza had promised ample payment in the form of being first to access the astounding technology he had come across on the planet he would soon be conquering. The planet had been hard to conquer; the beings of the planets, though unintelligent, were extremely violent and plentiful. They had lost a quite a few men before Prince Vegeta had decided to come against his Father's wishes and lead the attack, his ability alone enough to turn the fight in their favor, his closest guard joining in with him making native's resistance laughable.

So now all that was left was to patiently wait for Frieza to arrive. However, an hour later than the scheduled time, the short-tempered prince's patience was reaching his limit.

"The sun will be setting in 3 hours. How much longer is he planning on making us wait?" Vegeta's tail lashed back and forth mirroring the anger in his tone.

"Calm down, boy. You know that Frieza does things the way he wants," the King said to his son without looking up, "and do sit down. I don't want to have to pay the tavern for the rut your pacing is making in the floor.

Vegeta growled but didn't stop pacing back and forth, his bad attitude becoming more apparent with each turn.

"Yeah Vegeta, you're being more grumpy than usual today," the King barely held in a chuckle at Kakarot's blunt comment, "It's not like you haven't had to wait for Frieza before."

"Don't you start with me, Kakarot. I'm not about to be lectured by someone who lost half their memories after hitting their head during a refueling on a planet that had no possible threats."

It was not a crude exaggeration on Vegeta's part. Ten years ago when the thirteen year old third class Kakarot had been returning to planet Vegeta after a solo mission when he found himself being low on fuel and needed to stop on a nearby planet named Namek. It was a peaceful planet with mostly passive beings and few resources worth attacking the planet for so Frieza had never deemed it necessary of purging. Kakarot had landed and proceeded to refuel but a lack of foresight prevented him from wearing his scouter, making him unable to realize that he was under attack by a wild reptilian creature. He had fought back but one swipe of its massive tail caused him to fall against a rocky out cropping and knock himself on the head. He was rescued by the small group of warriors that defended the planet and taken to their healers. Physically he fully recovered but mentally he had forgotten most of the basic customs and ways of the Sayians. However he also learned much from the Namekians and within two years his strength and skills surpassed most of the higher classed Sayians and deeming him worthy of being Prince Vegeta's second in command, though Kakarot referred to it as being his best friend.

Kakarot rubbed the back of his head as a frown twisted on his face, "I don't see what that has to do with you being so grumpy. Besides, it was because of that that we became friends," if he heard Vegeta's growl he ignored it, "and I wouldn't have learned so many great things if I hadn't stayed with the Namekians for awhile: gardening, finding peace with nature, the ability to sense and suppress energy," his list being interrupted by Vegeta's scoff.

"What you learned about energy is the only beneficial thing you brought back. Only that I will admit was worth you becoming an idiot," he snapped before finally sitting down, not because of his Father's request but because he, having mastered Kakarot's technique, could sense that Frieza was finally coming.

It took every ounce of control he had not to lunge at the white freak who causally sauntered into the room as if he had all the time in the world.

"Ah here are my favorite royals. Sorry I'm later than promised but I had some important business to take care of."

"More important than keeping your word about the payment for the last minute job you gave us?" Vegeta asked with a sneer.

"Hold your tongue, boy," his Father barked out knowing that Frieza's good attitude could vanish at any moment. However at Frieza's laugh all the Sayians in the room instantly stiffened.

"No need to stop him, I know how he is," Frieza said with a cruel smile. "Not to mention that Vegeta had to actually get his hands dirty on that little job so he's obviously going to be a little miffed."

Vegeta wasn't falling for Frieza's sweet words. "Unlike you, I actually do my own work, instead of sitting back and watching hired hands mess everything up."

This time it was the disgustingly handsome blue skinned soldier that spoke against him, "Are you suggesting that Lord Frieza doesn't do any work or that his soldiers are incapable of doing anything right."

Smirking, Vegeta shrugged, "Both."

"How dare you insult Frieza's name with such an uncaring attitude? How…,"

Frieza cut his tirade short, "Zarbon," pausing long enough that everyone was aware that he was serious, "I believe I said that Vegeta's behavior is expected and that there was no need stop him. Are you purposely disobeying me?"

Zarbon bowed, quickly trying to appease his master, "My apologies, Lord Frieza," he carefully answered but glared at Vegeta who was smirking at his brown nosing.

"Good. Now onto business," his smile was quickly replaced with a fake upset frown, "I'm afraid that we're going to have to rethink about your payment for that last job."

Enraged, Vegeta quickly leapt from his seat, "What?" He felt Kakarot come up from behind, gently pushing down on Vegeta's shoulder. From most people views it was an effort to prevent the prince from flying off the handle but between the two it was a wordless reminder to Vegeta that Frieza enjoyed watching him lose his composure. Taking in a deep breath he returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.

Frieza chuckled, "Don't worry, Prince, it's not because I felt that your work wasn't worth it, rather it's closer to what you said before in regards to my own men's competency."

"What do you mean?" King Vegeta asked, curious as to what could have possible gotten past Frieza's troops.

"When I had requested the job I had promised to give you the first rights to some of the technology I was going to acquire however things didn't turn out the way I had planned. You see, soon after I had sent my men to retrieve the man behind the work, I got a report that he had destroyed everything and that his home and lab had blown up."

Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Bah, the inventions probably wouldn't have been worth all the work we did anyway."

Frieza shrugged, "I suppose it was something you'd have to personally see in order to understand. But even with the death of Dr. Briefs, we found there may be another that capable of making inventions as brilliant as his."

"That would be fortunate for you if it turns out to be true," the King asked, mentally agreeing with his son but not wanting to upset the company.

"Yes. It's all very hush hush but I'm going to tell you so that you'll be able to help me with the search. You see, we've found that he had a daughter," Frieza nodded to Zarbon who handed the Sayian king a document depicting the few possible features of the mystery woman." Dr. Briefs was in his 70's and since his daughter was his lead scientist for the past 20 years we can assume that she's an older woman, perhaps somewhere between your age and that of your son's. The Doctor did study our ship so there's a chance that she was able to make her ship and escape before we even reached his lab. She'll be trying to get away but I swear that I will do everything in my power to catch her."

Vegeta scowled as he looked over the list his Father was holding. 'Father had light purple hair and black eyes, Mother had Yellow hair, eye color unknown. They really expect to find anyone with this? These beings are so varied, their race must be a mess.' Sayians were less varied having black or dark brown hair and eyes. 'Not to mention that you can hardly call a person a genius if it took them 30 years to reach the top position; more likely that they'd been working there so long that the leader decided that they deserved a promotion. If this woman is so brilliant she may have gained the title a few years before she became an adult which would mean that she would be closer to my age or a little older.'

"Such a serious look," Vegeta looked up at Frieza who was smiling at him. "Care to tell me what's on your mind, Vegeta?"

Vegeta kept eye contact with the vile being across from him before shrugging his shoulders and tossing the list back to his Father. "I just think it's pointless that you're scouring the universe for this old hag that you know nothing about?" He kept his previous thoughts to himself. 'If they're not smart enough to think things through that's their fault. I'm not about to do their dirty work for them.'

"You don't understand, Vegeta," Zarbon once again spoke out. "Dr. Briefs' inventions were like that which we've never seen. Things that could make your jaw almost drop at the sheer brilliance before you. In less than a week he made a cloaking device that made anything it was attached to invisible and without previous knowledge of Ki he made a box that was capable of making a person undetectable by radar and even made his own scouter that easily surpassed the ones that our lead scientists took years to perfect."

Vegeta stood once again, swatting Kakarot's hand away when he tried to remind him to be calm. "So what? Who in their right mind would try to sneak around while carrying a large box? Invisibility means nothing if your foes can hear you trudging around like an overstocked merchant. And of course your scouters were easily surpassed, they're so out of date…," he struggled to search for the exact words that would damage his opponent's pride the most, "they're so out of date that… I could make a far superior version."

Zarbon grimaced with rage but quickly called Vegeta's bluff, "Oh please, Vegeta, like you have any knowledge in the realm of science."

Vegeta shrugged. "I dabble. It's important for a prince to be well balanced in all areas and if I applied my superior intelligence I'd be able to make something that would make your jaw drop and render you speechless."

Laughing, Zarbon crossed his arms, "Vegeta the only thing superior about you is your ego but I suppose that you have to have at least one large thing to make up for all your other… short comings."

Vegeta started to make a move towards Zarbon who shifted ready to put the prince in his place when laughter stopped them both dead in their tracks.

"Oh, Vegeta you never cease to amuse me. I'd love to not have to search the universe for this Briefs woman so I'll be more than happy to see what you can show me instead. King Vegeta, you're having a banquet coming up in month, aren't you?"

King Vegeta stopping glaring at his pretentious son long enough to look back towards Frieza. "Yes, and you're still free to change your mind about not coming, of course."

"Well I originally said no because I didn't have time for such frivolous things but since I'll be coming to see Vegeta's projects I can make time."

Vegeta's fists tightened, mentally damning himself for the hole he just dug himself into. Instead of responding, he turned to leave.

He almost made it to the door when Frieza's voice stopped him. "Oh, Vegeta, I almost forgot. Your 28th birthday is coming up, isn't it?" Vegeta didn't answer but Frieza continued anyway. "I'd hate for you to believe that you're not getting rewarded for your work so you and your second can go over and get yourself a prize from the stockyard before the auction begins."

Vegeta grit his teeth. The stockyard was an auction house that sold slaves for work and sexual purposes. To Vegeta, having a purchased concubine was the same as admitting that you didn't have the ability to seduce your sexual partners and had to resort to raping unwilling ones instead. Even as a gift the message would be the same. "I don't need…,

"Vegeta," Frieza interrupted with a smile but his tone indicated that his word was final, "I insist."

Vegeta's fists tightened even more. "Very well," he answered through grit teeth before leaving followed closely by Kakarot.

"I don't recall you ever doing anything science related, Vegeta."

"Shut up, Kakarot."

"I mean, I've only been your friend for about 8 years and maybe it was an old hobby but I remember you saying that anything not related to your training was pointless," Kakarot continued ignoring the fact that he was following a growing ball of anger.

Vegeta spun around on him, "I said Shut up! I know that I don't have any scientific knowledge, I don't need you to point that out anymore," He yelled, "and stop saying friend, you're not on Namek anymore. I'm your Prince and I deserve your respect."

Kakarot frowned. "I respect you but that doesn't change the fact that we're friends."

Vegeta rolled his eyes before continuing down the path. 'I seriously need to rethink my criteria for those I keep in my company. Rule 1: Isn't an idiot.'

"Are we really going to the Stockyard?"

Vegeta sighed, "We don't have a choice. Just find something you like and do what you want with it."

They walked along for about 3 more seconds before Kakarot spoke again, "I wonder what they look like."

'Rule 2: Doesn't speak unless spoken to.' "I don't care."

"But maybe you'll find one that you really like. After all you seem to favor aliens over Sayian woman."

"Ugh, Sayian woman," Vegeta said with a shudder. "So muscular and rough skinned. I may as well be fucking another man. And I don't favor aliens; they're just the better of the two."

Seeing as how the Sayians were a warrior race, even the females couldn't afford to be weak. They fought just as much as the men and though their bodies were smaller and leaner they were still war hardened and battle scarred. 'I swear, if I ever force myself to couple with one of those monstrosities, I'll find that they're actually just men with the ability to get pregnant,' he shuddered again at the thought of being intimate with one of them. 'Rule 3: No Sayian women.' He didn't even want to acknowledge the fact that he'd be forced to mate with one to have his heir.

Vegeta suddenly sensed that Kakarot wasn't directly behind him and turned to see what happened. What he found was Kakarot talking to a small shrouded person.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you," a female's panicked voice came from under the cloak.

"It's not a problem, I should have been more aware," he answered back with a huge grin on his face. "Are you lost? You don't look like you know where you're going."

"I was looking for someone that could give me coordinates to another planet but everyone wants money for the information and before I knew it I wound up here and can't figure out how to get back to the main district. It'll be getting dark soon and I really need to get back before my friend gets too worried."

Vegeta rolled his eyes again. 'Amazing, in a sea of perverts and con artists, Kakarot actually finds someone with similar ideals.'

"Hey, Vegeta, I'm going to help her find her way. I'll head over to…, um, over there later."

Vegeta waved him off and continued walking, deciding that he'd prefer Kakarot flirting with a random stranger than bugging him with inane questions.

Finally reaching the stockyard area he looked around at the new slaves being prepared for auction.

"Ah, Prince Vegeta," a yellow insect-like being skittered towards him, "We were told by Lord Frieza that you'd be by. He informed us that you are allowed to take any slave that you want. The humans are fairly weak in strength, we were told, but some of the women would make perfect pleasure slaves. Since it's a gift from our Lord and not a purchase just feel to grab one; he said that it's fine if you don't fill out the necessary paperwork."

'Probably told them that I wasn't the type to deal with procedures,' Vegeta thought as he let his eyes scan over the 'humans' as they were being marched by. Physically they were close to that of a Sayians: no extra or missing parts on them with the exception of not having a tail. They had varying colors of hair and eyes and though their skin tones varied from dark, smooth brown to a creamy peach color, none of them were drastically different from the others. Furthermore none of the women seemed to be too muscular but rather curvy and supple. 'Maybe I'll enjoy this more than I thought.' He didn't like the idea of purchasing an unwilling partner but since he didn't have much of a choice he may as well find someone that he liked.

"There are also more inside that have already been documented but you're free to look at those as well," the insect spoke as he watched Vegeta evaluating the crowd. "I'll leave you to your browsing. Just be sure to inform one of us that you've found one so that we can tell Frieza.

Vegeta nodded without looking at the bug. 'I'm not stupid. All of the 'non-documented' ones here have already been evaluated and tagged. That bastard thinks he can spy on me but I'm already onto his game. Whichever one I pick, I'll have to be careful to examine them for tracking chips,' he thought as he continued to scan the sea of women for one that stood out amongst the others. However after an hour of looking he hadn't really come any closer to picking one out. Add to that the fact that the various voices speaking, yelling, and crying all at once was doing murder on his sensitive hearing. 'Might as well take a break before looking inside. It's not like they'll go anywhere." He thought as he walked away from the stockyard and stepped into an alley with the intent on clearing his head a bit.

His plans were cut short, however, as he turned the corner and something ran into him. More shockingly was fact that it wasn't until hearing a loud cracking sound that he realized that the thing was actually a person. 'Impossible! Even with this low of an energy source I should have been able to sense it.'

He forced the surprised look off his face before looking down. He saw the person flinch before looking up at him in terror. The eyes were filled with obvious terror but it wasn't the first thing that registered for him.

No, the first thing for him to realize was that it was a woman that had run into him; a woman with a very curvaceous body with the most stunning blue eyes he had ever seen.

She kept her panicked gaze locked with his slightly confused one as she tried to move back, only to find that she could escape the hold of his arms that he'd unknowingly used to catch her. One of her hands moved up to her necklace and when she looked down so did he to see what she was planning. It looked handmade and it seemed to be the source of the breaking sound he had heard when she had crashed into him. While some may have tossed away that thought as pointless, for Vegeta it indicated that the reason he hadn't sensed her before was because the necklace somehow prevented it.

"Are," his eyes snapped back to hers as she softly spoke to him, "are you one of Frieza's men?" she asked as she turned to look behind her.

He narrowed his eyes noticing her other hand still touching his chest he reasoned that she was asking because they wore the same armor. "No, I am Prince Vegeta of the Sayians. We just bought our armor through him since it more advanced than what we had." It was something he hated to admit but his answer seemed to calm her slightly.

"Ah, I heard about the Sayians being here," her shaking seemed to lessen though she was still trying to pull away from his grasp. She looked back at him," I'm sorry I ran into you. Can you please let me go?"

Vegeta looked at her carefully. Though there were a large number of people moving about the planet, he could sense three energies that were frantically running around nearby from the direction she had come from. It was possible that she was an escaped slave but the chances were slim. Even if she had escaped from the stockyard she wouldn't have been able to find a cloak to cover her and she would be trying her best to run away from the stockyard. If he hadn't been there she would have run directly into the guards watching over the area and returned to the group of slaves.

The earlier meeting with Frieza and Zarbon came back to his mind: a scientist capable of making a device that could suppress energy to a level that it was undetectable. A missing daughter that possessed the same intelligence that would be trying to avoid being captured. The chances of this being the very person that Frieza was desperately searching for were next to impossible but he couldn't let the chance to find out escape him.

Slowly a smirk crept onto Vegeta's face. "Ms. Briefs, I presume?"

The panic flooding her already pale skin confirmed his guess. His smirk broadened.

'Found you.'

Uh oh, he's on to Bulma. What will happen now? ;) Hope you all enjoyed it. With finals being over soon I'll try to get back into working on my fics (I'm way behind on Bizarre Earth Customs so I'll work on that first). In any case, please read and review. I love getting feedback from you.