It was a very nice night of love for Bulma and Vegeta. Still, Bulma had the feeling that Vegeta was far away from her, not seen physically but in her mind. Until recently Vegeta couldn’t imagine living with a human being, he was only used to hurting and killing and not love and respect for other people. It was initially very difficult for him to get along with Bulma, you often had arguments, but he is grateful to Bulma that she takes him as he is. Even if he doesn't want to admit it. But while she was sleeping, Vegeta had a nightmare. The dream was about his arch rival Kakarott being adopted by Vegeta's father when Vegeta was still a child and the little prince was chased away in shame because the boy of peasant blood was superior to the noble prince in terms of fighting power. "No father, why are you doing this? I always tried to please you," Vegeta screamed helplessly.But the guards took him out of the throne room, they treated him like a filthy thief. But the worst part of the situation was the expression on the king's face when his son was dragged out. He took him by the arm of little Son Goku and stroked his hair, while he looked at Vegeta so contemptuously as if he were his archenemy. Vegeta couldn't take it anymore, he jumped, his heart was racing, he was sweaty and breathing loudly. Bulma was woken from sleep by the jerky movement. Drunk with sleep, she said, "what happened to Vegeta?" "It's nothing, go back to sleep," he replied quickly. Bulma did that again immediately without thinking long about the reason for Vegeta's jumping up. Vegeta stayed awake for a long time, staring alternately at the ceiling and again and again at the sleeping Bulma. He thought about his childhood, the endless struggles, the demands of his father to behave like a real man, the fighting lessons when his father made him cry."Get up right away, boy, that's an order. How do you want to face a strong opponent when you start to cry? Don't forget who you are, you are the king's son and as such you have to behave like that.", he heard his father say, immediately afterwards he got up, he suppressed the pain and went on. So he had always done it to suppress the pain in order not to stand there as a weakling and to get recognition from his father. "Good boy, you have to be tough, there's no time for feelings.", He heard him continue. Vegeta grimaced in anger. He thought, "Kakarott didn't have to go through all of that, and yet he was always one step ahead of me. But this time I'll defeat him with my own strength, I'm no longer dependent on parasites like Babidi to defeat him. He will I'm crawling with the wretched worm. "Bulma moved restlessly in her sleep, she kept looking for the vicinity of Vegeta, who was lying next to her, but he kept shaking off her arms.He was too lost in thought, he couldn't think of anything else than the fact that Son Goku was always better than him. It drove him insane. "I will show him what a prince is capable of, that peasant booby", he hadn't even noticed that he had spoken the last sentence. "That still picks you up, isn't it Vegeta?" He spun around Bulma had woken up and overheard him. "You wouldn't understand.", The Saiyajin replied shortly. "As you mean Vegeta, if you don't want to talk about it, that's your business.", It said, turning its back on him. Vegeta wasn't sure whether she was sleeping again or lying half awake. He couldn't sleep any more. He got up, but had no exact plan what to do. But then he heard a slight snore, it was Trunks, he was sleeping in his room. Vegeta went into Trunks room and stared at his son, it reminded him of himself. But after a short while he went again, and that in the direction of the gravity room."He must be crazy.", Bulma thought when she heard the noises of blows and the big gravity machine.