Trunks paced about in his dark room and continuiously blew the lavender strands of hair out of his view. He glanced every now and then towards the window waiting for Nina to show up. Trunks looked at the digital clock on his table next to his bed. It was 3:25 a.m.

"Ohh! What's taking her so long?! It shouldn't take you over 3 hours to get some freedom and fresh air!" he complained to himself.

Just then, there was a tap on the window. He quickly looked up and saw Nina's happy yet rueful smile gleaming with the full moonlight in the background. Trunks opened the window as fast as he could and Nina hopped into his arms. He held her closely, full of shock and relief. He'd never held her so close before. Nina looked up at him, her brown eyes shimmered in the dark room along with the help of the pale moonlight. Trunks felt himself entranced in them.

"Uhh, what took you so long?" he asked, wondering what he sounded like to her.

Nina smiled. "Family business." she said rather quickly. "Did you miss me Trunks?"

He couldn't believe she slapped that kind of question in his face. He just decided not to answer, but it wasn't like she wanted one anyway. Nina unwrapped herself from Trunks' strong arms, even though she didn't want to at all, she had to hurry off to bed so Trunks wouldn't get into trouble. She sighed, full of disappointment. "Well, I better be going." Nina said.

She grabbed the strap of Trunks' black muscle shirt and pulled him closer to her. Nina placed a hand on his cheek, letting her fingers explore the fine lavender strands of hair on to the back of his neck. Trunks felt a bead of sweat form on his brow. She's seducing me! Oh please, make her stop! he begged in his mind.

Nina then guided her fingers, the ones still holding the strap of his shirt, and began to feel the crevice of his skin that his collar bone formed. He felt himself shudder as she came in closer contact with his face. He could feel her warm breath against his neck. She continued to play in his hair until she slowly began to pull his face towards hers. Nina closed her eyes and Trunks did also. They shared a passionate kiss, one that could've lasted and should've lasted for an eternity. Nina unwrapped her fingers from Trunks' strap and placed it around his neck while he put both arms around her waist and pulled her close.

Nina then pulled away and kissed Trunks on the cheek, still holding onto his neck. Trunks began to caress her back tenderly and then brushed the hair from her face to once again reveal her gleaming brown eyes. "That's your reward, for keeping me out of trouble so many times."

Trunks smiled and leaned forward, giving Nina a light kiss on the lips that made her hunger for a more intamite one, but she'd just have to settle with that.

Nina blinked a few time. "And what was that for?" she asked.

Trunks winked at her. "That was yours." Trunks whispered playfully.

Nina stared into his glassy blue eyes, eyes full of warmth and gentleness. She hadn't earned such warmth and tenderness. "Well, I don't think I deserve such a reward Trunks. I truly don't."

Nina looked down and sighed, then she released her hold on him and walked to the door. Trunks' eyes followed her every movement, hoping she'd turn around and come back to him. But alas, it wasn't going to happen.

Nina placed one hand on the chilling metal door knob, the other was on the wooden door. "Goodnight." she said, back still turned.

Trunks gave a weak smile, but it then faded into an expression of loneliness. "Sleep well Nina."

Nina could hear the hurt and loss in his voice. She wanted to go back into his warm touch, but decided against it. She was already at the door, no point in turning back now.

She opened the door and exited out of the room, then shut it behind her. Nina walked down the dark, desolate hallway and came to the hospital wing. She groaned with disgust, disgusted that she had to crawl back in this crazy infirmary.

Man! I hate this room! Body... she looked down at her body and glared at it. Hurry up and HEAL!

Then Nina opened the door quietly and turned around to shut it just as silently as

possible. When she turned around, she was taken back and gave a small, almost inaudible gasp. She placed a hand on her chest and then got control of herself. Nina straightened up and removed the Capsule Corp. jacket, then hung it up on the coat hanger. Without turning around she spoke. "What do you want Vegeta?"

Vegeta smiled and crossed his arms. He was in his usual stance, leaning against the wall, eyes closed, and dark hair flaming up towards the ceiling. He wore no shirt, just black boxers, so Vegeta revealed his fully toned torso and abs. Nina removed her shoes and then tied her hair in a black and white bandana. Her blue one was ragged and torn so she had to get rid of that one and asked Trunks if he could go buy her one. "So, you flew out again? Trying to escape the holds of enclosed walls like a silly child?" Vegeta asked.

Nina walked to her little mirror and dresser. She took out a brush and began to stroke through her dark brown hair. Even though she knew it was pointless for she was going to bed, she had to occupy herself until Vegeta left. "I'm sure you would've done the same thing had you been in my shoes. In fact..." she turned to look at him. "My Mother told me you did when you and her were young. My Father said the same."

Vegeta's grin immediately disappeared and in its place was his usual stern gaze. "Who are your mother and father anyway kid?" he asked.

Nina huffed. More like who *were* my parents. her thoughts full of anguish. She decided to shred it away from her mind. No time to get memorable now. "Hmph. I thought you wouldv'e figured it out by now. Their names were Taliyah and Jutus. And you know somethin' Vegeta?" she spun around in her chair to face him, she had a stern face of her own. "I don't see how they could've been friends with someone as pig-headed as you!"

Vegeta's eyes widened with anger and furiousness. "WHAT?!" he shrieked.

"You know Vegeta, you disgust me! I just can't believe you're incapable of caring for someone else besides your own image! You don't care about Bulma and you could care less of what happens to Trunks or Bra! All you care about, is surpassing Kaka-I mean Goku! You don't even care who gets in your way!" Nina snarled at Vegeta.

Vegeta growled and closed his eyes. Nina shot up from her chair and threw the brush on the floor with tremendous force, causing a loud crash to be heard. "You're nothing but a coward! You always try and shut out the rest of the world that is just an annoyance to you! My Parents deserved a better life than what you gave them!"

Vegeta flung himself upright off of the wall and uncrossed his arms. He thrust his fists toward Nina and his eyes blazed in an eerie, glassy way. "THAY HAD A BETTER LIFE!"

Nina's stern face vanished and in place was a look of grief and insecurity, along with confusion. "Huh?"

Vegeta closed his eyes once more and sighed. "They did have a better life. Taliyah and Jutus used to be poor street kids living in the Southern part of planet Vegeta. The first time I met them, was a day I'll never forget."

He turned around and looked out of the window towards the pale moon. The beam of light that hit his face caused a dark shadow to cast over Nina's body, only revealing her eyes in the darkness. "It was when I was about 11 or 12. My Father insisted I come with him to meet with some sort of governmental or political comittee and discuss foreign affairs. There was no point in me staying so I ventured off into the city and found myself in unfamiliar territory."

~FLASH~

A young Prince Vegeta strolled down the dark alley way. Even though it was still daylight out, the streets seemed so dark and gloomy. Vegeta stopped in his tracks and his red cape fluttered in the sudden updraft of wind, his dark hair stood upright, like a flame. His eyes narrowed and he sniffed the air a few times. "Hmph. Something stinks." Vegeta muttered.

He continued to scan the area, and once he was satisfied that it was his own imagination, he continued to walk aimlessly down the streets. Just then, a swift noise was heard and Vegeta spun around quickly, prepared to attack. Only that, the enemy was gone. A few leaves swerved and twirled on the ground from the gust of wind. Vegeta relaxed and moved out of posistion. At that moment, Vegeta was grabbed from behind and thrown into the air. He fidgeted and yelled as he soared upward. He was caught again and swung around. Vegeta could detect laughter and taunts as well. He was going so fast, he couldn't tell who or what was doing this to him.

The one who was swinging Vegeta around, let go and kicked him into the ground. There was more laughing and taunts. Vegeta was face first in the dirt and he felt his armor cracking. He struggled to get up and he saw that the people who were beating him were practically adults. Tall, ragged and buffed up Saiyans. Scars covered most of their bodies, tails swinging from left to right. Vegeta growled as he wiped the blood off of his lips and chin, then he stood up, furiously pushing his cloak to the side.

"Hey you guys! It's Prince Vegeta!" one said gleefully.

"Yeah, but what's he doin' up in the slums?" another one asked, not sounding concerned, but amused.

"What'sa matter Vegeta? You turned from Prince to Pauper or somethin'?" one taunted to Vegeta.

There were howls of laughter. Vegeta's fist tightened and he charged at one of the men only to be slapped away to the side like a fly. The laughter continued.

"Ooooo! His Royal Highness is trying to fight? What's wrong Prince?" the man who knocked Vegeta to the ground smiled demonicly. "Afraid you might break a sweat?"

Suddenly, the man cried out in pain and fell forward, inches away from Vegeta's feet. The man got up and looked around frantically, only to be pelted in the knee cap and then in the ribs. He fell to the ground and as he fell, someone new was revealed.

It was a young Saiyan girl, just about Vegeta's age. She had short, spiky brown hair and it was tied back in a high ponytail. Her eyes blazed a dark eerie violet and over the left eye was a green lensed scouter. She had light tan skin and she had on a black bodysuit that was ripped in several spots on the arms and waist. She had on tattered white fighting gloves and baggy ripped up pants, a navy blue color, her brown tail swung from side to side. Under the pants that were too big, she wore dirty brown boots, black at the tip. There was a dirt smudge on her face and she scratched her nose, then she crossed her arms, staring down at the heap on the ground. "Jackass." she muttered.

The other men growled and threw insults at her as well. Her expression did not change and all Vegeta could do was stare.

"You're not wanted here you Street Trash!" one man said to her.

"Yeah, this ain't none of your concern so just beat it!" another man yelled from the group.

"Or we'll beat you instead!" said a man in the front of the group, eyes blazin' for excitment.

The girl smiled, eyes still looking at the body on the ground. Just then, another person floated from the sky and landed next to her. It was a boy who looked about the same age as the girl. His hair was long and a silver color that was tied back in a ponytail as well, a few strands dangled over his brown eyes and over his left eye, he wore a red lensed scouter. He wore a black body suit as well, except the sleeves of the body suit were torn off, showing his well built muscles. He wore white fighting gloves that were dirty and timber green baggy pants that were also ripped in several places. His tail dusted off the dirt on his black shoes and then it pushed the hair out of his face.

"Oh great! Here comes some more Street Trash! I thought the garbage man would've gotten rid of you guys, but I guess we'll have to clean up won't we boys?" said a guy from in front.

They yelled to confirm the question being asked. The girl gestured them to come and attack. The boy smiled and walked off to the side, sitting down on an old crate. This is gonna be good! the boy thought, looking forward to the action about to commense.

Vegeta, still in a state of shock, managed to find his wits and stood up. He walked towards the boy sitting on the crate. He instinctively scooted over to one side, giving Vegeta room to sit down. As he sat down, the boy continued to stare at his comrade, smiling with excitement.

"So, you're gonna leave her out there?" Vegeta asked, wondering why he'd just ditch his partner like that.

The boy gave a snort. "Yeah, like she really needs my help! She could take on those punks with both hands tied behind her back!"

Vegeta looked at the girl who was still in her same stance as the men surrounded her. They were at least twice as big as she was! What was she gonna do?