OK guys.

I can rightly say: Done! With the part and with the nerves ^ - ^. School is totally stressed at the moment, so it took a little longer.



@ Trixie: Thanks for your clerk. I'm always really happy about it.



@ Vi-chan: Thank you for your clerks too



@ Vegetara: I haven't heard from you for a long time. Are you still alive?



But now it's finally going on. Sa, let's go!





Part 4 - fun = minor matter?



Shadow had been serving well at the palace on the planet Vegeta for a month. He protected the prince as best he could and quickly made friends with him. They were almost like brothers. No matter what they did, they were only seen in pairs. You knew when you saw one, the other wasn't far away.



One spring day, Prince Vegeta was sitting in a room and looking bored at a blackboard. His private lessons were boring to death. The lecturer pointed with the pointer at some of the written formulas and talked and talked.His guards, Nappa and Shadow stood behind him and also followed the drab subject matter. Nappa closed his eyes after a few minutes and fell asleep standing up. Shadow, on the other hand, sighed and leaned over to Vegeta's ear. "Well, boring?" he whispered to the prince. Vegeta grinned. "No, that's just deceptive. I'm so interested that I intentionally rest my face on my fist so that it doesn't slam on the table with overweight brains." Shadow giggled, whereupon the lecturer became aware of the prince's disinterest. "Your Majesty," he said in a serious voice, glaring at the two boys. "I ask for your attention, Your Highness. Your father attaches great importance to your education. If you just joke around you will never be a good king." Vegeta sighed. "Yes, and if you continue like this, it won't even come to that, because I'm already dead. Death by boredom," he muttered, understandable for Shadow, who then began to laugh.

"As for her, Shadow!" the lecturer grumbled, causing Shadow to stand up again and snort a little.“If you continue to distract the prince like that, I will report it to the king.” The 18 year old rolled his eyes and shook his head slightly. "Do it calmly, but ..." "But what ?!" the lecturer roared and threatened with the pointer. Shadow grinned raised his left hand and showed three fingers, which he let down to one without counting out loud. The lecturer stared in amazement at the young Saiyajin's fingers until only the index finger was the only one on top and then with a slight inclination to the left drew attention to the ringing of a bell. Shadow raised his eyebrows with the words: "... but unfortunately your lesson is already up. And as far as I know, you only have something to say in your lesson." He took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Vegeta, who grinned at him . "Come on, Prince Vegeta, we're going." With these words the 16-year-old prince got up, quickly rummaged through his things, nudged Nappa so that he woke up and left the room with Shadow and Nappa.

As soon as they were outside, the doors closed behind them, the boys began to laugh out loud. "Did you see his face?" Shadow snorted and ran a quick hand through his hair. Vegeta barely managed to laugh and nodded. "Yes. The way you countered was really great. I'll never forget that look!" "I hope so!" said the older of the two, and triumphantly put his right fist on his heart. "Everyone should still talk about how I contradicted the strictest lecturer in private lessons! Well, yes ... if that doesn't make me notorious, I don't know what to do next." Nappa, who was still sleepy, didn't understand anything about the conversation both led and uttered a puzzled "Huh? What is it?" out. "Forget it Nappa. It's not for you," said Shadow, grinning. Vegeta and Shadow continued to laugh muffled and continued on their way to the throne room.

Just before they entered, they pulled the straps again to avoid arousing any suspicion that they had done nonsense.Both put on serious faces and nodded to each other again before opening the large double door and entering. They walked past the guards who, as always, looked puzzled behind the two young Saiyajins. Everyone found they resembled you in every way: gait, demeanor, and smiles. Everything seemed the same to them, as if the two were twins. The two boys stopped in front of the throne and bowed. "Father," Vegeta began, looking up again. "My lessons are over. Do I have the evening free or not?" The king looked at him piercingly. A cold chill ran down the prince's spine. *Oh oh. * he thought and swallowed. * That means nothing good. I guess that means ... snooping tonight too. Aargh! How so?!! * "I guess we have already settled that, my son!" said King Vegeta gravely, looking down at his son. "We have agreed that there will also be an evening lesson every Wednesday. No excuses and no messing around, understand?"" Yes, "the 16 year old grumbled and bowed again before he turned on his heel and walked out of the throne room, followed by Shadow and Nappa. The king could still see them

After until the big door closed behind them. * There is no other way, boy! * he thought and thoughtfully propped his face on the right palm. * I want you to continue my post with dignity, without any mistakes. For that you have to study. I just hope you're not angry with me for that. *



"I hate him! I hate him! I HATE HIM !!!" Vegeta roared into his pillow and kicked his feet wildly on his mattress. Shadow sat in silence on the edge of the bed and watched him scream out his concentrated anger. "But, Your Highness," said Nappa, trying to approach him to calm him down. "Calm down. Your father will have thought something." Vegeta leaned up and glared at Nappa.Shadow backed away a little. * Oha! If looks could kill ... * The stocky Saiyajin looked at him, hoping for an answer. But he didn't get any, but a hard counterattack: namely, the big pillow in the face. Due to the force, Nappa was thrown backwards and hit the white marble floor with a loud thump.

With a hard sigh, the 16-year-old fell back on his head on the mattress. "Why?" it whispered from his direction. Shadow finally broke his silence. "Because he just wants you to be a good king. That's why!" he said seriously, but somehow monotonous. Vegeta looked up and Nappa, who had finally freed himself from the pillow, gave his colleague a puzzled look. "Huh?" he did and got up. "What do you mean by that?" Vegeta asked and sat cross-legged on the soft mattress. Shadow, however, had closed his eyes and was silent. He remembered Drahn driving Shadow over and over again to get stronger and stronger, even when Shadow sometimes didn't want to.“I know what it feels like to be incited over and over again to do something you don't want!” Nappa and the prince looked at him even more puzzled than before. "Yes, yes," he replied, getting up with a leap and walking to the window. His fingers grabbed the silk curtains and stroked the soft fabric. "I know exactly. Because almost the same thing was asked of me. It wasn't for nothing that I became what I am." He turned his gaze to Vegeta. His eyes reflected a slight sadness. "And your father just wants to give you the chance to become a good king, just as Drahn made it possible for me to become one of the best swordsmen in the universe."

The prince was silent and looked at Shadow with cocked head. He just couldn't believe what the 18 year old had just said. Still, it struck him as logical: the statement, the meaning, everything. "Shadow," he managed to get depressed, whereupon the addressee averted his gaze again.The 16 year old got up from his bed and crept up to the older Saiyan, who had his back to him. Slowly he stepped closer and closer, stretched his hand against the other's shoulder. There was silence in the room. Vegeta heard his heart beating, it was wild, uncontrolled. A strange desire overcame him and in this silence it germinated: This feeling of comforting him with a gentle touch.

"THAT'S IT !!" Shadow shouted suddenly and Vegeta jumped aside, startled. Nappa also winced at Shadow's loud tone. "I have the idea of ​​the decade!" "Are you still very tight? You can't scare me like that!" Vegeta snapped and clenched his fist. Shadow grinned broadly at the prince. "I know how to escape late class!" he trilled and danced to Nappa. He stopped briefly in front of him and waved him over. “Bend your ear down, big guy!” He stood on tiptoe and whispered his plan in the giant's ear.With every word his eyes widened and the bigger Saiyajin's jaw dropped more and more.

"You have ... what? !!" he suddenly shouted. The 18 year old grinned at him with a raised eyebrow and lowered eyelids. "Why not?" asked Shadow and crossed his arms. "There is no other way. Besides, he learns something for life!" "Yes, how to get drunk and ..." Shadow covered Nappa's mouth and hissed at him, whereupon Vegeta looked at them both in amazement. The 18 year old grinned and turned back to Nappa. "No, ... well, that too ... but upfront is about having fun. I bet he's never really had fun in his life, right?" he whispered and slowly released his hand from Nappa's mouth. She just shook her head. "Well, you see? What is hindering us?" "The law?" The younger Saiyajin put his left hand over his face and mumbled: "After all, rules are there to be broken." The giant sighed. "Who will take responsibility if we get caught?" he asked, crossing his arms.The 18 year old closed his eyes. “I of course.” Nappa looked at him. He knew that if they got him it could cost him his new job. But Shadow stuck to it. He did not allow himself to be dissuaded. He raised his eyes and looked deep into Nappa's eyes with the words: “It was my idea, so I’m going to stand up for it.” Nappa just nodded and grinned. "This is going to be fun." Shadow