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N. Hmm, there is not much to say here, just the usual insanity that dwells in my mind. At least I haven’t turned this into a lemon…maybe I should put one at the end, then again, I am trying to stay with the movie, somewhat. What do you think? Should I write a lemon at the end or not?



The three travelers stopped above a field of sunflowers before an old windmill. The field stretched out below them for a few miles and beyond it, lay Lady Bulma’s fortress, Capsule. Goku felt his heart clench a bit as he looked upon it. “There it is princey, your future awaits you.” He said softly. Vegeta was suddenly unsure of whether he really wanted to go there or not. “That’s Capsule?” He breathed. Radditz poked his head up in-between Vegeta and Goku. “Yeah I know, you know Goku thinks Lady Bulma is compensating for something, which I think means she has some really small- ah!” He yelped as Goku kicked him hard in the rear, knocking him to the ground. “Ow.” He groaned. Vegeta was a little confused, but he smiled as Goku looked over at him. “I uh, I guess we better move on.” He mumbled to the prince. Vegeta bit his lip as he watched Goku start to walk away. “Sure, but, um, I’m worried about Radditz!” He suddenly yelled. Goku turned back in confusion. “What?” He asked. Vegeta thought fast. “I mean, look at him! He doesn’t look so good.” He gave Goku a sly smile as the saiya-jin walked back. Radditz snorted. “What are you talking about? I’m fine” He huffed. Vegeta grabbed the dense saiya-jin by the chin and looked into his eyes. “Well that’s what they always say and then, then the next thing you know, you’re on your back.” He said. Radditz raised an eyebrow at him. Goku stifled a snicker at that; he knew what the other saiya-jin was thinking. Vegeta narrowed his eyes. “Dead.” He said flatly. Goku decided to have a little fun with this and knelt down next to Radditz. “You know he’s right, you look awful. Do you want to sit down?” He asked in mock concern. Vegeta gave the now wide-eyed saiya-jin a small smile. “Oh you know, I’ll make you some tea.” He patted Radditz’s shoulder as he stood up. Radditz sniffled. “Well, I didn’t want to say nothing, but I got this twinge in my neck and when I turn my head like this, look.” He whimpered out at them while turning his head at an odd angle until it made a sickening crack. “Ow! See?” He said with a sniffle. Goku smiled and rubbed his hands together. “Who’s hungry?” He questioned. “I’ll find us some dinner.” He turned and headed off as Vegeta went the other way. “And I’ll get some firewood!” He called as he went. Radditz watched them walk away from him. “Hey where you going?” He yelled in a panicked voice. “Oh man I can’t feel all of my tail.” He whimpered while glancing behind him to see nothing but his black hair. “I don’t have all of my tail!” He shrieked. He slumped to the ground with a sad sob. “I think I need a hug.” He sniffled.

Vegeta and Goku sat before a warm fire, eating the catch that the saiya-jin had been roasting as the sun slowly began to set behind them. “Mmm, this is good, this is really good. What is this?” Vegeta asked in-between bites. Goku smiled as he pulled his dinner off of the spit over the fire and sat down beside the prince. “Weed Rat, rotisserie style.” He replied. Vegeta raised his eyebrows. “No kidding. Well this is delicious.” He took another bite. Goku swallowed his mouthful before speaking. “Well they’re also great in stews. Now I don’t mean to brag, but I make a mean, weed rat stew.” He and Vegeta chuckled. The prince glanced at the castle and let out a soft sigh. “I guess I’ll be dinning a little differently tomorrow night." He whispered. Goku looked down at his meal. "Maybe you can come visit me in the swamp sometime. I'll cook all kinds of things for you; swamp frog soup, fish eye tar-tar, you name it.” He said with a grin. Vegeta smiled warmly at him. “I’d like that.” He nodded. Goku gazed into the prince’s dark eyes. “Um, princey?” He asked in a hushed voice. “Yes Goku?” Vegeta returned in the same tone. “I um, I was wondering,” Goku felt his heart beating faster as he gazed into Vegeta’s eyes. “Are you, uh, are you gonna eat that?” He faltered. Vegeta continued to smile as he removed the rest of the rat from his stick and handed it over, unaware that Goku was scowling at himself for his fear. Goku put his hand over Vegeta’s as he started to take the rat. Then somehow, the two of them got closer and closer, till their lips were less than an inch apart; and then a head of messy black hair popped up next to them, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “Man isn’t this romantic? Just look at that sunset!” he said dreamily, spoiling the moment completely. Vegeta’s eyes widened. “Sunset! Oh no! I, uh, it’s late, it’s very late.” He stuttered as he backed away from them. Goku blinked. “What?” He asked. Radditz grinned slyly at the prince. “Wait a minute, I see what’s going on here, you’re afraid of the dark aren’t you?” He asked, totally off. Vegeta smiled in relief. “Uh, yes, yes that’s it. That’s, I’m terrified, I, you know I better go inside.” He said as he headed for the old windmill. Radditz called out to him. “Well don’t feel bad princey, I used to be afraid of the dark too, until, hey no wait, I’m still afraid of the dark!” he cried out, beginning to panic again. Goku sighed. Vegeta smiled at them as he closed the door. “Goodnight.” He called. Goku shared a last, lingering look with the prince while he mumbled out. “Goodnight.” Radditz glanced between them before Vegeta closed the door. “Oh now I really see what’s going on here.” He grinned devilishly at Goku. The taller saiya-jin snorted. “Oh, what ya talking about?” He poked a stick into the fire while Radditz smirked. “Oh I don’t even want to hear it. Look I’m a saiya-jin I got instincts and I know you two was digging on each other. I can feel it!” He snickered. Goku huffed indignantly. “Oh you’re crazy. I’m just taking him back to Bulma!” He said in defense of himself. Radditz shook his head. “Oh come on Goku, wake up and smell the pheromones! Just go in there and tell him how you feel.” He encouraged. Goku glared at him. “There’s nothing to tell. Besides even if I did tell him that I do, and I’m not saying I do, ‘cause I don’t, he’s a prince and I’m-“ He trailed off as he stared at the door. “A saiya-jin?” Radditz added. Goku sighed. “Yeah, a saiya-jin.” He stood up and walked towards the forest. Radditz stared at him. “Hey where are you going?” He called out. Goku trudged onward. “To get more firewood!” He yelled back. Radditz glanced over at the large pile of wood that Vegeta had all ready gathered. He sighed as Goku walked down the hill and sat down to think.

While Goku was thinking, Radditz decided to take matters into his own hands and went inside the windmill. “Princey, prince Vegeta? Princey where are you?” He said in a hushed voice as he crept through the old, spider- infested windmill. “Princey, ah! It’s very spooky in here, I ain’t playing no games.” He called out after stepping into a large web. He glanced around the dark room while the prince slowly climbed up a ladder and tried to creep along the second floor without notice. He stepped on an old plank and fell straight through the floor, throwing up dust and shadowing his features as he stood up. Radditz paled as he looked at the shadow. “Ah! Help! Goku!” He screamed. The figure ran toward him. “No! No, no shh!” It hissed. “Goku!” Radditz yelled. A saiya-jin a little shorter than himself reached out for him. It had wild hair dark as ebony that stuck up at the top and trailed just below his shoulders at the bottom. His eyes were very much like Goku’s, and he had red fur on the majority of his body. Radditz suddenly realized that he was looking at another level four super saiya- jin. “No it’s ok Radditz, it’s ok.” The saiya-jin said in a whisper. Radditz glared at him. “What did you do with the prince?” he demanded. The saiya-jin shushed him again. “I’m the prince. Radditz it’s me, in this body.” He said calmly. Radditz’s eyes widened as he heard the voice of the prince come out of the saiya-jin’s mouth. “Ah! Oh my god! You ate the prince!” He cried. He leaned his head down and yelled at the saiya-jin's stomach. " Can you hear me?” He said desperately. The saiya-jin, which was indeed Vegeta, glared at him. “Radditz!” He growled. Radditz ignored him though and kept yelling. “Listen! Keep breathing! I’ll get you out of there! Goku! Goku!” He screamed at the top of his lungs. Vegeta grabbed the other saiya-jin’s head and covered his mouth. “Shh! This is me! Ok?” He smiled as he looked into the other’s eyes. Radditz paled. “Princey? What happened to you? You’re uh, duh, different.” He said in bewilderment. Vegeta sighed. “I’m ugly, ok?” He sniffled as he turned away in shame. Radditz blinked. “Well yeah, but was it something you ate? ‘Cause I told Goku those rats was a bad idea. You are what you eat, I said, and-“ He was stopped by Vegeta’s groan. “No. I’ve been this way as long as I can remember.” He sighed again. Radditz gave him an odd look. “What do you mean? Look I ain’t never seen you like this before.” He exclaimed. Vegeta glared into room. “It only happens when the sun goes down.” He turned his gaze to a barrel of water and looked at his reflection. “By night one way, by day another, this shall be the norm. Until you find true loves first kiss, then take loves true from.” He said softly. Radditz smiled. “Aw, that’s beautiful, I didn’t know you wrote poetry.” He blinked as the prince snapped at him. “It’s a spell! When I was a little boy, a witch cast a spell on me! Every night I become this! This horrible, ugly beast!” He growled and slapped the reflection of himself. “I was placed in a tower to await the day my true love would rescue me. That’s why I have to marry Lady Bulma tomorrow, before the sun sets and she sees me, like this.” He sniffled as he sat down on the mill and tried to hold back a tear. Radditz hopped up next to him. “All right, all right, calm down. Look it’s not that bad, you not that ugly, well, well you are, I ain’t gonna lie, you are ugly, but you only look like this at night. Goku is ugly twenty-four seven.” He said in an attempt to ease Vegeta’s grief. The saiya-jin looked up at him and sobbed again. “But Radditz, I’m a prince, and this is not how a prince is meant to look!” He wailed. Radditz licked his lips. “Princey, how about if you don’t marry Bulma?” He asked. Vegeta shook his head. “I have to. Only my true loves kiss can break the spell.” He said resolutely. Radditz watched him from the corner of his eyes as he spoke. “But you know uh, you’re kind of a level four super saiya-jin, and Goku, well you’ve got a lot in common.” He hinted. Vegeta blinked. “Goku?”

At that moment, Goku was walking towards the windmill with a sunflower in his hand. “Princey, I, uh, how’s it going, first of all, good? Uh, good for me too, I’m ok. I saw this flower, and thought of you because, it’s pretty. Well, I don’t really like it, but I thought you might like it ‘cause, you’re pretty; but I like you anyway! I uh, ah, I’m in trouble.” He mumbled as he gave up on his rehearsed conversation. He walked up the steps of the windmill. “Ok, here we go.” He was about to knock on the door when he heard voices inside.

“You don’t get it Radditz. I mean really, who could ever love a beast so hideous and ugly? Prince and ugly don’t go together. That’s why I can’t stay here with Goku. My only chance to live happily ever after is to marry my true love. Don’t you see Radditz, that’s just how it has to be.” Vegeta’s words cut Goku’s heart into pieces. He dropped the flower and stomped down the stairs in a pained rage.

Vegeta looked down at his hands. “It’s the only way to break the spell.” He sighed. Radditz shook his head. “Well you at least gotta tell Goku the truth.” He said. Vegeta nearly made him yelp as he jumped at him. “Radditz no! You can’t breathe a word, no one must ever know!” He cried. Radditz frowned at him. “What’s the point of being able to talk if you gotta keep secrets?” He stated. Vegeta gave him a nervous look. “Promise you won’t tell. Promise!” He pushed. Radditz sighed. “All right, all right, I won’t tell him, but you should!” He shook his head as he stepped outside and stomped down the stairs. “I just know before this is over I’m gonna need a lot of serious therapy. Just look at my eye twitching!” He muttered to himself while forcing the muscles in his left eye to wiggle and convulse. Vegeta leaned out to watch him go, and looked down to see a pretty flower on the doorstep. He picked it up and smiled at it, then looked around to see who might have put it there; inwardly wishing it was Goku. When he saw no one around, he went back inside and shut the door.

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