We arrived at our room, finally. I pulled open the door slowly, thinking. I wasn't sure about all of this. Besides, I was still brewing about the fight me and Vegeta got in at class. How could I ^not^ notice everyone staring? How could he? One thing I had learned so far was that a Saiyan's senses were far more developed that a humans. I bet he didn't tell me so I would be embarrassed later! I scowled at the ground, and slammed the door.

Lela looked at me curiously, and sank into one of the chairs. She crossed her arms and looked at me. "Are you embarrassed about the fight?" She asked.

I looked at my feet, embarrassed. "Well, yes. He ^knew^ people were staring! And what did he do? Egg me on!" I said angrily.

Lela looked at me sympthamatically. "I am sorry, but you are awfully prone to fights, aren't you? It sounds to me like you need to learn to hold your temper." She said slowly.

"I am not a hothead, if that is what you are saying!" I yelled, then groaned.

Lela giggled. "You are! You are and you know it! I have never had that problem, but I know it when I see it!" She said, laughing. She looked truely happy, and I was glad, but why oh ^why^ did it ^have^ to be at my expense?

I sighed and sat down. "Yeah, well." I said, and crossed my arms.

Lela found this particularly hilarious. "Hahahah! You look ^just^ like him! Oh dear Kami that is funny!" She howled, nearly falling out of her seat.

I glared at her and went to look out the window. Hardly anyone was in the greenhouse, as I had became to call it. "Hey, let's go there." I suggested. "It can't be too hard to find."

Lela didn't look so amused anymore. "You mean, go there alone?" She said quietly, as if I were suggesting to jump out the window.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah! It will be fun." I said, and headed for the door. "Coming?"

Lela shook her head. "Yes, I guess." She mumbled, and followed me down the hallway.

I went in the opposite direction I did for school, and waited for Lela to catch up. We walked straight down the hall, until it broke off into two.

"Oh, no." Lela said, shaking her head. "Which way?"

"Umm, right. That is going towards it." I said unsurely. But, sure enough, at the end of the long hall, there were a set of glass doors leading to the greenhouse. I smiled and so did Lela.

We walked in, and were pelted with a warm breeze. It felt wonderful, much more like Earth than this cool planet. I walked in cautiously, looking around, and automatically felt fear.

~*~

I ran until I couldn't anymore, and I collapsed in a heap near the small, fake river. He was on me the next second.

~*~

I held my head as I got dizzier. "Oh..." I said, and sat down, leaning against a tree. Lela rushed to me, a concerned look on her face.

"Bulma...." She started, but was interupted by a cold voice.

"Well, well, well. The bakas made their way here without getting lost, how amazing." Vegeta sneered.

I shook my head and closed my eyes tight. I didn't want to fight. Not now. Why did he show up at the most inconvienent times? I opened my eyes slightly so I could see his face.

He looked confused at my state. I almost caught a glimmer of worry in his eyes. But I think I was too dizzy to really tell. "What happened to ^you^?" He asked, not sounding as mean as usual.

I shook my head and sighed.

"Well? Someone tell me!" He demanded.

Lela hesitated. "Well, she came in and she nearly fainted. She looked really dizzy, and.....really scared." She said, sounding confused herself. She looked at me with concerned eyes. "Bulma?"

"Don't. Leave me alone!" I said a little harsher than I meant. Now I sounded like Vegeta. "Leave me be!" I yelled.

Lela looked hurt and walked slowly to a tree next to the river, and sat down, gripping her knees with her hands. I could tell she was really hurt. But Vegeta didn't go.

"What is ^your^ problem? I think you are a little too young to be PMSing." He said.

That little comment was a little too snide for me. I quickly got over my dizziness, overcome with anger. "How dare you? What right do you have to say that?" I yelled.

He crossed his arms and smirked. "Well, it worked, didn't it?" He said amusingly.

I did a double take. What? It was true, I was standing, without help. I looked at him suspicously. "Why would you care?" I asked.

"I don't." He stated, and looked at me closely. "What was getting you?" He asked almost nicely.

He was being a little too compassionate for comfort. He actually cared about ^something^.

"Just something I dreamed last night." I said. Concerning you, I thought. I didn't say anything more because talking about this to him was a little awkward.

I turned away from him and walked over to Lela, who was staring out over the room. "Lela? I am sorry." I said, and sat down next to her.

"That's okay. I understand. I heard you last night, tossing around. I figured it was a dream, because you kept on saying ‘greenhouse, no, greenhouse'." She said, and smiled at me. I gave her a sisterly hug and smiled back. It was nice to gave friends again.

~*~

I swan through the clear, cool water around the small island. Goku was right behind me, watching out for me, as usual.

I looked back and smiled at him, or as much as I could underwater, anyway. For a six year old, I was an exceptionally good swimmer. Maybe that came from all the swimming Goku and I have done.

Every day since school had let out, he flew me to our ‘secret place', the small island that was a couple miles offshore of the ocean near the city. There were coral reefs and caves around it, so we called it 'Coral Shore Island'. We were best friends, having fun at our favorite place. I went back up to the surface for air. Goku did the same, but he really didn't need it. Saiyans can old their breaths for a long time, that is what Master Roshi says. But Goku always holds up for me, and carries me around without complaint.

"Hey, let's go back!" I said, and went to swim the other way. I was getting tired.

"Okay, let's go!" Goku eagerly said, and led the way.

I swam up to the shore, and shook myself off. Goku just dried himself off with his aura, another Saiyan trick he had known ever since we met him. He smiled and so did I.

"How does going to the cabin for lemonade sound?" I asked pleasantly. I knew any type of food or water was something Goku would do.

I was right. He nodded and followed me to our little cabin we had built from sticks and logs we had found. Goku did most of the work, I designed it. Father says I am not built for hard labor.

I picked up the pitcher we had brought, and poured myself a cup and gave the pitcher to Goku, who drained it fast. He was always hungry, and it was getting worst as he got older. I smiled, it always tickled me to see him eat or drink so fast!

"Mother will be worried. We had better head back." I said, pointing to the sun, that indicated it was late afternoon.

Goku looked disappointed. He especially likes the water. He always wanted to go really far and deep, but since I can't, we stay long to make up for it. "Okay." He said, and picked me up.

We flew back to Capsule Corporations in a nice, friendly silence, cherishing the sweet peace and smell of the ocean.

~*~

I let go of Lela reluctantly, it was nice to feel like you were needed again. All of my memories from Earth seemed to come back to me when I was feeling happy, and spoil my mood.

I missed Goku terribly. Sometime, somehow, I was going to find out where he was, and how he was. But the question was 'who'?

"Bulma, may I ask you something?" Lela asked, breaking me out of my little trance. I looked up at her quickly.

"Yes, of course. What is it?" I asked, slightly disturbed by the confused look in her eyes.

"What was it that you were dreaming about last night?" She asked softly. I didn't understand why she was so scared to know, but I do now. Maybe a little ^too^ much.

"I dreamed . . ..well. It is hard to explain unless you experienced it yourself." I attempted. I knew how to explain it to her, but I wasn't sure she would understand unless she knew how scared I was.

"Bulma, you don't have to tell me." Lela said, slowly like it hurt.

"Oh, but I do!" I protested. "You see, I dreamed I was here, running. . ." I started, and explained the nightmare in as much detail as I could muster at my age. The whole time, Lela had a disturbed, frightened look in her eyes. I didn't know what she was so scared of. It was a nightmare, nothing more. She looked like she got some hidden meaning from this.

"Oh Kami, I think I was right." She said fearfully, and fled from the room.

What did she know that I didn't?

~*~

What did you all think? It was hard writing it, for some odd reason. No writer's block yet, don't fret! Anyway, I know you are all mad at me for not telling 'What Lela Knows'. It sounds like a thriller movie title! Sorry bout that, but you just can't know yet, as well as where Goku is! I am sorry, the suspense is killing ^me^ too! Ahem, so, comment on this please! Any ideas? Please, please, please tell me! I think that you might be surprised if one of ^your's^ pops up! I will include in the starting that it was your idea if I do use it, so don't worry about that!

Ja ne!

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