He tried to stay calm, but the closer he came to Capsule Corp., the angrier he became. 'I'll kill him for this!' For a month he had been sensing Yamcha's presence, but he never thought much about what it meant until Goten came home in a state of shock.

Everything was quiet, but he picked up the sounds of crying towards the kitchen and for the first time, he wasn't looking for food. "Yamcha! What are we going to do?"

"Forget about him! Isn't this what you wanted?"

"Yes, but he didn't need to find out that way! I'll never see my babies again!" Kakarot saw the desert bandit holding her closer than he should have been, his hand moving around to caress a breast.

Bulma moaned, almost forgetting why she was crying. "What about Goku?"

"He isn't going to find out."

"Find out what?" Screaming, Bulma threw Yamcha away from her, watching Kakarot enter the kitchen.

"This isn't your concern, Goku!" Yamcha growled.

"I told you how I felt about that name."

"What's the matter Goku, can't accept being human anymore? I knew you were a freak of nature!"

"Yamcha!" Bulma gasped, terrified of the muderous rage in Kakarot's face, any trace of kindness gone. "Goku, he's just..."

"My name is Kakarot! As for you, how many times did you spread your legs for him? Once, twice, five times a day! How could you? Vegeta trusted and gave his soul to you!"

"You don't understand," she sobbed, trying to make him listen.

"It doesn't take a genius to figure out that Yamcha's scent is all over you!"

"Vegeta deserved it!" Yamcha shouted, his anger overriding what sense he had left. "He thinks everything will be handed to him on a silver platter, but he's nothing but a freak and a monkey!"

"Yamcha...," the growl was low, Kakarot's hair flickering dangerously between black and gold. "Have you forgotten what I am?"

"A traitor!"

With a roar, Kakarot attacked and punched Yamcha so hard, that he had the pleaurse of hearing his jaw break when he crashed through several trees. "Kakarot!"

She staggered back from the the full effects of his anger, but he refused to let her run. Grabbing her wrist, he pinned it behind her back and crushed her painfully against him. "How did he find out?"

"Please stop, Kakarot. I never meant..."

"To betray him, destroy what pride he had left." Bulma cried out, his grip close to breaking her arm, but he refused to pity her. "He over heard Yamcha and I talking in the kitchen."

"I shouldn't have stopped Vegeta from destroying this mud ball!" Thrusting her away from him, he formed a ki ball in the palm of his hand and threw it an inch from her head.

"If you ever come near him, our sons and especially myself again, that won't be a warning shot!"

Walking into her lab, he grabbed the dragon radars and anything that could harm the Saiya-jins and left. His message was clear; if he saw them again, he would kill them.

Shenron hovered above him, "What do you want?"

"I want Bulma and Yamcha to forget everything about the Saiya-jins and the Z-senshi. Second, sever the ties between Vegeta and Bulma so that he can find a soul mate that won't hurt him!"

"Granted!" The dragon god disappeared, scattering across the Earth in seven directions. Piccolo didn't ask what Kakarot had wished for, but he knew the warrior was still trying to regain his control.

Running up to his father, Goten clutched the orange ki, "Dad?"

"How would you feel if we moved, Goten?"

"Really?"

"Kakarot, what does Vegeta mean to you?"

"He's the Saiya-jin prince who won my loyalty and friendship."

Nodding, the Namek thought a moment before he spoke again. "You're going after him." It was a statment more than a question.

Kakarot nodded, looking at the bright hope in his son's eyes. "Well?"

"Can we leave tonight?" he asked eagerly.

Piccolo walked away, his cape floating behind him in the wind. "You know where to find me."

He expected the prince to yell at him, but when Vegeta finally opened the door, he stared in open mouth disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought you might want a babysitter. Do you know how hard it is to raise a newborn?"

Looking at his sleeping daughter, he had to admit Kakarot was right. "How did you find out," he growled, not wanting his rival's pity.

"From the source of the problem!" Kakarot snapped, hair suddenly blond again. The Saiya-jin prince had known him for several decades and not since Nappa had he seen such hatred on his face.

"Kakarot."

"By Saiya-jin law, I have the right to kill them. Do you want me to go back?"

Vegeta couldn't help but laugh. 'He's never lied nor showed me pity, even now.'

"Prince Vegeta?"

All the color drained from his face, looking at Kakarot as if he had grown a second head. "What?" he stuttered.

"Can we stay here until we find a place to stay?"

"No!" Kakarot blanched and started to turn away when Vegeta surprised him. "As Bra's protector, you're to remain by her side until you're given permission to do other wise."

"Vegeta, I'll watch your daughter, but I already have someone that I protect?"

"What? Who?"

"I'm saying, your highness," kneeling down on one knee and saluting, "That you have my sworn allegiance."

Vegeta felt like he was in a dream that he didn't want to end. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"To you I would never be anything but a third class Saiya-jin and I didn't want you to hate me any further."

"Kakarot," Vegeta softly said, "I've made a lot of mistakes, but this is one that I'm willing to correct. You're more than a third class Saiya-jin; a friend that I trust."

Slicing his wrist, he offered it to Kakarot, the ultimate sign that he had accepted the offer. Nodding, they connected them together, sealing Kakarot to Vegeta permantely. If Vegeta was ever in danger, he would know immediately.

They saw Goten run to Trunks's room and climb into his bed, refusing to be separated from his best friend ever again. "Vegeta, I think we found your childrens' protector?"

"Figures! He spent more time at Capsule Corp. than he did his own house."

Locking the store, Usagi tucked the keys into her pocket and slowly made her way home. Every night she had to make the dangerous walk through dark alleys, but she didn't have a car, nor did she want to trouble her boyfriend.

Sighing, she tried to think of a way to solve her problem with Mamoru, but no solution presented itself when she heard a pebble roll across the concrete. Whirling around she tried to make out the shadows around her.

"Hello." Usagi's stomach did a flip when she heard the evil laughter. Backing up, she turned and ran, hoping that she could get away from the danger.

The sound of feet behind her, told her that they were rapidly gaining on her and she was almost out of the ally when a fist landed on her back, sending her face first against the side-walk.

Usagi rolled to her feet, staring at the four men circling her. "Where ya going girly? Don't tell me you can't give a few guys a good time?"

He had no teeth and his breath smelled of alcohol. His hand reached out to painfully squeeze her breast, missing the foot that connected with his groin. "Don't touch me!"

Usagi's head snapped back from a savage blow to her face, followed directly by several punches and knee strikes to her rib cage. She wanted to scream in terror, but the knife pressed against her neck, kept her silent.

Trembling in pain, two men pulled her arms, keeping her secure as the third man picked himself up and joined the fourth. "Please stop," she begged.

The blouse ripped loudly, revealing her satin, white bra. Usagi was helpless and closed her eyes, praying that this was a dream.

"You're pathetic!" A male voice snarled, throwing her attackers off.

Before she fell into unconsciousness, she made out the form of a fighter who stood protectively over her, his stance proud and arrogant. 'I've seen him before,' she gasped.

The man that had ripped Usagi's shirt, punched her savior, screaming in pain. Stumbling back, he looked at his shattered wist, "What the hell are you, man?"

"Death!" The man extended the palm of his hand and shot the man with a ball of energy that left nothing.

"Let's get out of here!"

No matter where they turned, he was waiting for them, snapping their necks or burning a hole through their chests. After they lay dead on the ground, he returned to the blond, his eyes softening slightly. Taking his shirt off, he pulled it over her body before he picked her up and carefully took her home.

Rei sat in front of her fire when it flared to life. "Bunny!" She was out the door and calling the senshi before she had time to catch her breath. "We need to find bunny and fast!" Everyone but two heard the call; Mamoru asleep with a woman sleeping soundly in his arms.

The time guardian saw everything, "The time is growing closer."

"Why have they not regained their full memories yet, Pluto?"

"I don't know, Selinity. There's something about them that I forgot, something important." The former queen of the silver millienium sighed, but knew that the time guardian would remember when it was time.

Usagi woke with a scream, feeling something cool touch her face and lips. "Woman, I'm not going to hurt you!"

Opening, she saw the man and gasped. "You're..."

"Why were you alone?"

"There was no one to walk me home!" Usagi recoiled when he reached up to clean her cuts again, the night's events still fresh in her mind. "Who are you?"

"Vegeta," he growled, grabbing and pulling her into his lap. "Stop fighting me!"

"I need to get home," she whispered, struggling to get free.

An arm circled her waist, gently pinning her against a warm body while a rag slowly started to wipe the blood off her face. "Not until I finish."

"You're impossible!" she protested half-heartedly.

Vegeta felt her relax and watched her eyes close back into a painful slumber. Pushing her shirt up slightly, he touched her ribs and found several that were cracked or broken. "Is she going to live?"

Kakarot had returned from the kitchen and handed Vegeta several bandages. The prince was silent while he re-set and wrapped her bones, his eyes memorizing every feature and curve of her body. 'How can they be the same woman?' The woman in his dreams had silver hair, but he knew this girl was her. "Yes."

She woke and slept for several days, loosing track of time or the people that constantly checked on her. Everytime she saw the man that had saved and kissed her senseless, the feeling that she knew him continued to grow.

'Why didn't Mamoru come?' A silent tear slipped down her cheek, but never hit the pillow. She tried to sit up, but Vegeta firmly pushed her back and ordered her to stay.

"Stop telling me what to do!"

"Where was your boyfriend?" he demanded.

"He had to work late," she defended, turning her head away. A pair of fingers caught her chin, tilting it back so he could brush the back of his hand across it.

"Why do you stay with someone that can't protect you?"

"It wasn't his fault!"

"You're lying."

"No...," she gasped. She needed to run, but she couldn't think clearly with him so close, his mouth inches away from her own.

With a savage growl, he claimed her lips and pushed her back against the pillows, his Saiya-jin instincts taking control. "Yes," he snarled, nibbling her chin and working a trail down her neck.

'She's untouched!' Before he could stop himself, his teeth broke through her delicate skin, bringing a cry of pain from her lips.

Vegeta pulled back in alarm, tasting her blood against his tongue. 'What have I done?' Tilting her head to the side, his eyes widened in shock. 'Kami!'

Usagi slowly realized that Vegeta was no longer kissing her, nor could she remember why she had suddenly felt a searing fire spread through her body and stop. Confused, she looked at him, surprised to see him trembling in fear and horror.

"Vegeta?" Her head throbbed, but she thought it was a headache. "What's wrong?"

"Are you ready to go home?"

She nodded and he gently helped her out of bed, waiting for her to get dressed. As they walked to her apartment in silence, she often glanced at his face through her side vision, trying to figure out where she had seen him before.

"Are you married?"

"No."

"Thank you."

Startled, he looked up at her, her blue eyes shining with emotion. "For what?"

"For saving my life. You're right, I don't know why my boyfriend never came, but I don't think it's important anymore."

"Why?"

"I don't think he ever loved me; if he did, he wouldn't have allowed me to walk alone every night from work."

"I'll do it."

Gasping, "You don't have to do that!"

"It's my choice, and I won't take no for an answer!"

"Do you always get what you want?" she teased.

Stopping at her apartment, he grabbed and turned her to face him. "No, but that's going to change."

"Bunny!" Vegeta stepped away, his eyes shifting to the woman that picked up Usagi in a big hug. "Where have you been? We've been searching the entire city for you!"

"I was attacked and Vegeta saved my life." Glancing at the man standing behind Usagi, Rei smiled and offered her hand. He hesitated, not sure what he was suppose to do.

"Thank you for bringing her back to us."

"Remember what I said, Usagi!" Turning on his heal, he walked away, leaving the young woman feeling empty and cold.

Rei watched her friend closely, "Usagi, are you ok?"

"I'm fine. Rei, where was Mamoru? Why didn't he come when I was in trouble?"

"I don't know Usagi."

Blue eyes blazed with anger, but she forced a smile on her face and walked into her home. Picking up the phone, she dialed the familiar number. "Hello," a tired voice whispered.

"Mamoru?"

"Usagi? Are you ok?"

"I'm no longer your concern." Not explaining, she slammed the phone down, grabbed her purse and told Rei she was going to the mall alone.

Rei's eyes were wide in shock, trying to catch up with what just happened. "Oh my god! She broke up with Endymion!" Calling the other senshi, she declared an emergency meeting.