Later at night Vincent had joined Vegita and his family for dinner, which oddly enough was the first time Vegita had seen Vincent eat. Sitting At the table Vincent, Trunks, Bura, and Vegita at the head ate their meals quietly not sure of a topic of discussion. Bura, who was still upset about Vincent punching her brother and insulting her friends, stared at the sayajin in hatred. Vincent had noticed the glare coming from Bura’s eyes across the table, he looked back at her several times but tried very hard not to make eye contact.

    "Thank you, My king, for allowing me to dine with your family." Vincent quietly sat at the table unsure of his every action.

    "This is neat!" Trunks was still amazed at the situation. "Wow!… A real-life sayajin guard… Elite even…" He stuffed his face with some type of beef.

    Vegita stared at his son in wonder, why was he nothing like his future counterpart? But Vegita, through the years had learned to cope with his son’s human like life-style and had stopped trying to teach the boy the mannerisms of a prince of sayajin long ago.

    "Maybe he could teach you how to be a sayajin warrior one day." Vegita suggested.

    "Huh? Oh… Yeah…I Mean Yes father" Trunks quickly added.

    "Yes… Maybe he will even become the king of Earth one day." Said Vincent looking the compliment the boy. Trunks choked on his rice in disbelief.

    "King of Earth?!" Yelled Trunks. Bura, who had been starring in at Vincent, was now fully disgusted.

    "Huh! That’s not right! My brother and father fought to save Earth, not conquer it, you monster!" Bura added.

    Vincent was embarrassed and turned slightly red, a rarity for a sayajin warrior. Vegita noticed a slight change of attitude since they had last been together, Vincent seemed to be more confused and distracted by something… or someone.

    "Bet you feel weird now that my poppa is stronger than you now, huh monster?" Bura was intentionally trying to destroy the sayajin with her wit.

    "No… It had always been foreseen that my lord…" Although he answered as politely as he could, Vincent was cut of by Bura, who had only been exposed to his pure sayajin ways for a couple of hours and was already fed up with them.

    "What’s with this ‘My Lord’ crap too?" Bura asked "You come in here punch my brother, call my friends servants, and then tell my brother he’s going to rule the world one day? You act like some big macho sayajin warrior but you kneel in front of my father! What kind of sayajin are you!? You’ve got no pride at all!" Bura crossed her arms and seemed pleased that she had told Vincent what she had felt. Trunks continued eating and did not here a word until Vincent spoke.

    "I… I must… Please excuse me my lord…" Vincent rose from his chair "I must continue my watch" Bura looked up at the sayajin and wondered weather of not she was victorious in her attempt to distress the mighty warrior.

    "Very well…"Vegita looked at Vincent before he walked away.

    "What’s his problem?" Bura asked Trunks who was too busy stuffing his face with his fourth rice bowl to answer.

    "To be the king’s guard is all he was ever taught to do… " Vegita spoke causing a hush over both of his children "Understand that he had no mother, no father, or friends… He was bred only to kill and be loyal to the thrown… and he is the last of his kind."

    "Aren’t all sayajin raised that way though…Father?" Trunks looked up with a mouth full of something.

    "Yes, but Vincent was given full respect by even my father… He was given a mark beneath his left eye as a sign of his loyalty in battle. He is a sayajin of the highest class next to royalty, and he must always be treated with respect." Vegita ended.

    "I still think he’s mean!" Bura sat back. "May I be excused?" She looked at her father "I got some stuff I got to do."

    "Go…" He answered. Bura got up and quickly left the table just as Bulma had entered the room.

    "Well this is going to be an extra special dinner…" She looked at the table and saw Vegita sitting with arms crossed, and Trunks sleeping in his chair with a full look on his face and several plates around him. "Did I miss something?" She asked.

    Outside Vincent was walking the compounds under the moonlit sky. The lonely warrior had only a past to live by and only the wind to express his feelings to. Bura had decided to follow Vincent and finish what she had started, but as she walked outside she heard the sayajin talking to his-self.

    "…Because that’s all I know!" Vincent yelled at the air as he knocked down a nearby tree. "Damn her!" He cursed. The sayajin looked at the tree, which had fallen to the ground "Stupid planet!" He attempted to put the tree back into its torn roots. Bura was giddy with joy that she had distressed the warrior this much. "She is beautiful though…" Vincent’s voice was lower as he placed the now lopsided tree in place. "If only I weren’t the monster that she says I am…" He looked at the tree. Bura was unsure she had heard him right and slowly crept closer to Vincent to listen. "Why am I even thinking about her?" He asked his-self, he had only met her hours ago and already she had insulted his pride. "No! I hate her! I cannot dishonor the crown in this manner…" Verbally Punishing his-self. As well as he could read the minds of warriors, he could not read his own. "I… I don’t understand what I am feeling… I…I want her… why do I have this feeling inside that I would give up my pride for her… What is this feeling!?" Vincent screamed as he looked up to the night sky. Truly the warrior was confused; he had never been attracted to anyone and had never picked a mate on Vegita-sei. Bura caught her breath in shock, he was infatuated with her and she had not seen it. It was overwhelmingly flattering for Bura; She had never seen a man like Vincent struggle so hard over the thought of her. She did indeed think that Vincent was attractive, but none of these thoughts had crossed her mind seriously until just at that moment.

    "What are you doing here, child?" Vegita’s voice startled Bura.

    "I was… On my way to my…room" Bura answered. Vegita looked onward at Vincent who was still talking to his-self.

    "Hmm…" Vegita looked at his daughter who would not look him in the eyes. "Go…"

    "Goodnight, poppa!" The child kissed her father on the cheek and ran her fastest inside the house.

    "Great warrior!" Vegita called "You fight with trees now?" He pointed to the lopsided tree.

    "My lord…" Vincent was surprised "How may I serve you?"

    "Vincent, I am not the lord of Earth " Vegita walked to the warrior "I am an earthling with sayajin pride."

    "Nonsense, You are king…" Vincent challenged, Vegita was stuck for words.

    "Yes, king of a long lost kingdom…" The dark prince looked to the heavens above "A kingdom from so long ago…" He stopped. "You must rest… Tomorrow you will spar with Trunks… Maybe he can learn from you…" He punched Vincent’s chest and walked inside the house. "You’ll need the practice for when you and I spar!" Both warriors laughed as Vegita shut the door.

    "Hey Vincent!" A small voice called from above, The sayajin looked up and saw Bura leaning out of her window. Vincent cautiously flew up to her so that they were now eye to eye.

    "Yes, Bura…. Uh… Your highness… Uh… Yes?" Vincent was nervous and could not look at her beauty directly for fear of a feeling he never knew.

    "My Dad told me some things about you…" She tilted her head trying to see the sayajin’s face.

    "Some things?" Vincent seemed ashamed.

    "Yeah about how you were raised and stuff… And well… I’m sorry for… well you know."

    "I thank you…" Vincent’s tone was soft and pleasing to Bura. "My ways have insulted you deeply and I apologize, I will leave tomorrow to apologize to the Son family, I’m sorry that I have not adjusted to Earth yet… " Vincent looked up at Bura for the first time "Bura… I will try to limit my formalities if it pleases you… I will be out here all night to protect you … and your family…My princess." Bura smiled to herself, as she watched Vincent fly down by the tree again. He did not know that she had seen him break the tree and she laughed as Vincent passed it and pretended that it was normal. She looked over him in a new light; this sayajin was capable of masking all of his emotions, all except one.

    "Good night, Brave warrior…" She turned off her light and slept, tonight she wondered if she would speak to Vincent tomorrow "Yeah… He’s cute…"

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