I let a little tear slide out, and buried my face in my pillow. I had to be brave, more than that...viviant. I had to be strong so I could work my way out of this mess. I knew where I needed to start, too. Vegeta.

What were his feelings for me? I knew I liked him, very much, actually. But I would just ^die^ if he didn't like me, too! I was new to this whole love thing, whereas if I was on Earth, I would have been probably dating, since age thirteen! But here the standards totally changed. I was a permanently single girl. Or at least now I was. How could everyone accept their new King being with a...^commoner^?

This brought out a new round of tears. I was an alien, almost! I cried myself to sleep, my mind troubled and my heart broken.

~*~

"Uhhhhhhh..." I groaned, nearly falling out of bed. I was really hungover from the throbbing headache and crying I had had last night.

I rolled off my bed, looking at the clock. 1:30 PM. This time tomorrow there would be a new ruler, and a whole new set of rules around here. I wondered what this did to me. But these thoughts would lead me to be depressed all day, so I pushed them out of my head and got dressed.

I was wearing a pair of black jeans and a dark blue hoody sweatshirt when I was finished. I slid on some tennies shoes and ran a brush through my long, curly hair. I looked decent enough. I took one last look in the mirror and went to the 'greenhouse'. It was a good place to brood or think about things.

I took my time getting there, and by the time I arrived, it was 2:15. I breathed in the fresh air and looked around. The 'greenhouse' was full of plants, trees, and animals, as usual. There were a few people walking around, not really doing anything. That was what you came here for, really. I walked over to my favorite place next to the river, under a large tree. No one was around there, so I sat down and sighed.

I was about to doze off when I heard a noise to my left, near the path. I opened my eyes reluctantly and looked over. Vegeta was standing there, giving me a weird look. I didn't blame him.

"What? Do I have mascara on my face or something?" I asked, and glared. Vegeta shrugged and crossed his arms.

"No, it just isn't normal to see you sleeping here. And what took ^you^ so long to get up?" He asked, shooting me a look that told me I had better give a good answer.

I sighed. "I don't know. I am confused. What am I going to do when you are King?" I whispered, not really meaning for him to hear that.

Unfortunatly, he had hearing like the rest of the Saiyans. "What do you mean by ^that^?" He asked slightly like he had been crossed.

"I don't know! How am I supposed to be around you now? You will be a ^King^, for Kami's sake, and ^I^ will be a commoner! It will no longer be proper for me to be around you, ^especially^ since I am a female ^human^!" I practically yelled, and stood up, challenging him to deny it.

He looked taken aback. "I don't know." He quietly admitted.

I sighed sadly and glared. "Then you had better learn, because we are either friends or not! Both ways I ^lose^, so what difference does it make?"

I snapped, and brushed past him as I huffed away.

I don't know what had come over me. I was so frustrated that we were 'just friends', and that it just wasn't possible for us to be so when he was a King. I would be left behind, just a childhood memory. A little sob slipped out.

"What are you doing?!" Vegeta snarled, and grabbed my arm.

I turned and looked at him. He looked angry, and I could see why. I had been totally inconsolable, not even giving a reason for my little outburst.

"But. . . .I. . . ." I stammered, not knowing what to say.

"What ^was^ that?" Vegeta demanded, glaring at me intensely. I hated how he could tell my feelings so easily. I knew he could see every single thing I was thinking in my eyes, if not my face.

"I don't know. This so sucks. I want to friends still," I said, and started to cry again. I didn't know our friendship meant this much to me. Now I knew it was everything.

"But. . . how? Okay, I am lost," Vegeta said, letting go of my arm. I rubbed it and looked down.

"You and I both know this won't work. How can a King be friends with someone like me? It is way too dangerous for both of us! Think about it," I said, and watched him while he thought about that. I knew I was right, as usual. This was too horrible to be wrong. Too real. And so, so true.

"There has to be ^some^ way. . . ," He said, but it was a lost cause.

I smiled wryly and suddenly something hit me. It was like a revelation.

"There is," I whispered, and smiled, almost manically. I had no doubt I looked like I was high on ^something^.

Vegeta gave me a wide eyed look (think O.o), and backed away a step.

I smirked and turned away from him, running to my chamber as fast as my legs could carry me, panting and laughing like a serial killer the whole way.

~*~

I was in a big, big ocean. I was floating on a wooden board, alone. The salty taste of the sea bit at my lips, and tingled on my tanned skin. My hair cascading down my wet back, blowing in the gentle wind.The sun's merciful warmth fell on my naked body. The water lapped at my feet, which were hanging off the back of the board. I was utterly alone, hopeless.

I was chanting something, something that tickled the farthest reaches of my memories. I recognized it as an old Latin prayer, one that my mother used only at the most dire times of great need. It was hauntingly beautiful, and eerie.

Don't let me die. . .

Don't let me die. . .

Not like this, alone in my own lonely ocean. . .

Please Kami, give me strength, strength to move on. . .

Strength to fight the urge to die.

~*~

I woke up shaking and trembling. I was alone, alone, in my own lonely ocean, I must fight the urge to die and wither up. . .

I shook my head and got up from where I had collapsed on my floor the afternoon before. I looked at my clock. It was noon, in two hours Vegeta would be the new King, and I would be brutally pushed from his life. I sighed and went to get dressed, I had things to do.

~*~

I ended up wearing a sea blue skirt, one that reached almost to my knees. I wore a sky blue shirt, with a keyhole in the front and halter tyes in the back, which was bare. I wore a silver pendant, one of the only things I had left from the day I was taken. I wore some white strappy shoes, and my hair was in a ponytail. Not exactly dressy, but yet it wasn't casual, either.

I left my room and walked as fast as I could to the 'greenhouse', where I was sure to find Vegeta.

I was right, as it turned out, and I walked slowly up behind him. He was sitting in his usual spot next to the river, looking in the cool water. He paused when he saw my reflection behind him.

"Hello," I said when he turned around. "Your Majesty," I added, almost giggling.

"Shut up," He said, and smirked. "What are you dressed up for?" He asked.

"This is not dressed up, I wear similar to work, duh." I said, and rolled my eyes at his ignorance. But I couldn't really expect him to know such a thing.

"You are coming to the coronation, as is expected of you," He stated.

I nodded. "How could I miss such a thing?"

He scowled and shook his head. "My father will be sure to do everything in his power to get us to stay away from each other," He said angrily.

"He won't have to," I whispered, and rested my head on his shoulder. This surprised him and he tensed, but relaxed after a minute.

"Why?"

"No reason," I had almost slipped up. That was too close for comfort. "Just that he doesn't have to watch us every single minute, he can't,"

Vegeta seemed to accept this excuse, and he sighed angrily. We were both fighting similar demons, just with different tactics.

It was easier to do so when you had someone to help you.

I sighed and leaned further against him, not scared that he would pull away. I had this crazy idea that he wouldn't really care if I kissed him.

He didn't.

~*~

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. . . we have all been waiting for that haven't we? I cannot believe I just wrote that all in ONE SITTING!! I am really dishing it out now! Don't worry! This is all coming to an end, heh heh. *Evil smile, and dodges some flying shoes and baseballs* Sorry! Sorry! Geez!! ANYWAYZ, pleaz be nice and comment on this lil' chappy for me, yeah I know you all will, I love yas!! Oh and BTW, sorry it was so short!!

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