I woke up stiff, but at least I was alert and feeling healthier. I saw that Moira was already awake, sitting and looking out of a window, watching the sun rise above the wreckage of Chicago. She turned around when she heard me get up and smiled weakly.

"I want clothes," I complained, pulling on my skimpy, damp bikini distastefully. "But I don't see a Gucci outlet around anywhere."

Moira laughed, her red curls bouncing. "Well, I don't have to have Gucci clothes, I would wear *rags* and feel lucky!"

I laughed also, and went to the door. "I wish that I had a hair pin or something so I could at least pick the lock!"

"I know. I just hope that something happens before I go mad!" Moira said. "Well, almost."

I nodded and looked out the window. I sighed and searched the skies. "Where are you, Goku?" I said to myself, at a volume that I thought Moira couldn't hear.

"Goku? Oh, yeah, he is the nice Saiyan right?"

"Yes, but I hope that he is all right."

"Don't worry, don't you think that Nappa and Raditz would be bragging if they had got him?"

I looked at her, and suddenly loved her even more. "Yes! You are right! Oh, Goku, come here now!!!"

Moira smiled and then started when someone unlocked our door and opened it. I looked over, too, and sighed when I saw Nappa smirking at us, key in hand.

"Hello, ladies! King Vegeta requires your presence," He said, and motioned for us to follow. We did, and without any events or escapes, we made our way to the room that we had been in when we first arrived. Nappa scowled at us and went to the door. "I will be back, with Vegeta-sama!" He said, and went away after glaring at both of us.

"Great, *now* we are in trouble!" Moira groaned, and sat down in one of the chairs lining the long table in the center of the room, and I paced up and down a small area.

"Okay, this sucks, I know, but we have to at least *look* brave," I said. "Or else he will take advantage of it."

Moira looked away and nodded. I got the feeling that she didn't plan on doing that. I sighed and looked up when the door opened again. Vegeta and a new person, Raditz came in.

Raditz looked nervous, as most people did in Vegeta's presence. I smirked innocently at him and carefully avoided Vegeta's glance. I walked over to a wall and leaned against it, arms crossed. I didn't want to be far from a door if anything happened.

"You will both be happy to know that our takeover has been succesful," Vegeta sneered, glaring triumph, but never meeting my eyes. "But don't worry about the citizens of this happy planet, they are happily serving *me* now."

I narrowed my eyes and felt anger surge through my veins, making my blood boil. I wanted to undo my whole life, to make it all better. It was all my fault for letting him do this. I looked down at my feet and didn't notice Vegeta come up to me.

"Do you realize what this does to your little *friend* here?" He asked, his voice hard and cold. "She gets to be with all *her* little pitiful friends, serving me as well."

I looked up, and met his eyes, which were shining. He had acheived his ultimate goal. I glared and let my eyes go cold, he hadn't won my loyalty, and he knew it. It was one thing he *didn't* have, and I could tell it was putting him on edge.

Moira let out a little squeal behind him, but we both ignored her. "Really? Well, I am happy to hear that you take your usual pleasure in ruining lives."

"Yes, I do. And you will be happy to know that you won't be getting off easily, not if I can help it."

"I am sure, nothing slides past *you*, does it?" I knew that I was purposely trying to set him off, and endangering myself.

"Well, you can remember that when you are rotting somewhere in the corner of Hell, right?" He sneered, and put a hand to my throat. "Remember this?"

My eyes got wide, and I realized that I had really jumped into his trap blindly. "Please, don't!" I cried and he laughed coldly. He was enjoying my helplessness!

He let his hand release my throat. "I can't afford to kill you now, and do well to remember my brief mercy."

He stepped away from me, and walked towards Moira, smirking. "Well, I bet you are looking forward to this!" He said, his voice dripping with sarcastic happiness.

I stepped forward, drawing their attention back to me. "Vegeta," I started, and advanced on him once again. He stood his ground, eyes curious. I put a hand on his shoulder. "Remember this?" I could feel the connection forming again, and his confused thoughts fill my head.

He looked surprised, and I could feel it as well as I could feel my own emotions.

"That isn't natural, is it?" I asked, and he looked speechless, but not in a dumb way. "So please, enlighten me, as to *why* I can feel what you are when I touch you."

He crossed his arms and glared. "I don't know," He said, and I knew that he was lying. He knew, and also knew that I had known that. I had my own theory, but it was too disturbing to face it open minded.

I walked over to behind him and he looked back at me, daring me to do what he knew I was going to do. I lifted his shirt to see the bite mark that I had left on him that one day when I was facing them for a friend.

The mark was bright pink, and he flinched away when I touched it gingerly with a finger. It was in the shape of a cresent moon, and it looked like a newly recieved scar to me. I let his shirt fall back down and crossed my arms again.

Moira was looking at us, confused. Vegeta was looking at the ground, his eyes hard and untelling. I smiled, a crazy smile, like a madwoman, and backed out of the room, laughing.

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