grinned and stepped back to Vegeta, who had just got up again.

"Very well," he said seriously and crossed his arms waiting. "What have you hatched up?" "Not 'we', but 'I'!" corrected the older Saiyan and grinned. Vegeta looked a little irritated and growled softly: "I don't give a shit! So, what are YOU up to?" Shadow cleared his throat and started. “Well, Nappa and I have tonight off and we're going to party in town.” “And what does that have to do with me and the late classes?” “Wait a minute! And since we can't leave you alone and we don't feel like it To sit around stupid here all evening, I decided that you would skip class and go party with us."The prince's eyes got bigger and bigger. His heart was beating wildly again. * Me? Celebrating? With Nappa and Shadow? * It pounded in his head, because he was a little unsure how his father would react. * But me does not have to go to class. That is an advantage. Should I? Mh ... what should I do? * He wondered feverishly whether he should really risk being hated forever by his father how his father would trample on him. * Oh, shit! That'll probably make a rough thunderstorm. But to wipe him out ... OK! *

"I come with!" Vegeta said with a grin and cracked his fingers. Shadow grinned and put his fists on his side. "Wonderful. Then I'll show you what fun is." He paused and thought for a moment. "Tell me," he said and lowered his eyelids. "Do you actually have a normal elevator to go out? Because that way it won't work." Vegeta looked down at himself and looked up again after a few seconds."Uh ... nope!" he replied, embarrassed, and grinned crookedly. The 18 year old sighed and went to the door of the room. "Well, if that is the case," he said with a smile and motioned his head towards the prince to follow him. "Then I'll just lend you some of my clothes. I just hope that they fit you." Together with Nappa, they left Vegeta's room and headed towards the guard wing. * This is going to be a really fun evening! * thought Shadow and grinned satisfied, since he no longer doubted it.



Vegeta felt comfortable in these somewhat too wide clothes from Shadow. They slobbered on their sleeves, but they smelled pleasant. They smelled like him. The 16 year old closed his eyes and inhaled the smell of his best friend. * That's strange. * he thought and took another deep breath of the warm, pleasant scent. * I kind of feel so weird, like I'm ... oh, I'm so excited. But not because of the party but, ... oh, stop fantasizing!* He shook his head vigorously and looked at Shadow, who was pulling the sweater off his chest and looking for his favorite sweater in his locker.

"Where is he?" he muttered and carelessly tossed several things around. Nappa eyed him with a grinning shake of his head. "No, no, guys!" he said, leaning against the wall. “You have problems!” For this comment, Nappa was given a Saiyan combat vest in front of her nose. "Ouch! Shadow, do you still have them all? !!" Vegeta giggled while more clothes learned to fly. "Serves you right!" mumbled the 18 year old and finally found what he was looking for. “Finally!” He had turned his back on Vegeta and didn't see that he was blushing at the sight. He was breathing heavily, as if something were tightening his chest. *What's this? * His heart pounded in his chest as if it were telling him something. But he was too distracted to go into it. Suddenly blue-gray fabric ran over the soft, slightly tanned skin and pushed the prince out of his imagination.

"Well," said Shadow, satisfied, pulling his sleeves taut. "That's it. Done!" Vegeta looked closely at the 18 year old Saiyan. He wore tight black trousers, white boots and his favorite blue-gray sweater, the sleeves of which went into fingerless gloves. He just looked intoxicating to him: animalistic and yet lovable. "How do I look?" asked Shadow and spread his arms a little presently. Nappa just shook his head with a sigh. He had a light nosebleed from the combat vest that Shadow had thrown in his face. "It's good. You look great! Can we go?" he urged, wiping the last bit of blood from his face. The younger Saiyan grinned broadly and closed the locker. "OK. Let's go! The party is waiting!" he said, looking at the sixteen-year-old prince, who was still sitting on Shadow's bed with wide eyes and slightly pink cheeks, staring at him. He brought nothing more than a brief: "Uh ... Yes!" until Shadow pulled him up and stood on his feet."Well, come on. Otherwise they'll start without us!" he said and went ahead, followed by the others.

Extreme caution was required as they crept through the hallways of the palace to get to the main gate. Nobody was allowed to spot Vegeta, or they would be leaving their position in the station quicker than they would have liked. "It's good that everyone is in the canteen around 11:30 pm," said Nappa with a grin and carefully peeked around the corners before turning. "Well," muttered Shadow, waving the prince over. “Still, you never know who's going to save the food!” Sweat formed on his forehead. He was a little afraid of the consequences of this risky venture. * Please let everything go well. *

"Did it straight away," he heard Nappa whisper and took quiet steps towards the large door that separated the inside of the palace from the outside world. *Equal! It is not far! * The heart pounded in Vegeta's chest. For the first time he would leave the palace for no special reason.Normally he was never allowed to leave the palace unless he accompanied his father on state visits. But that was the only exception. Otherwise he was forbidden to go through the great gate and see the city. Even at 18, yes - even at 20 he would still be forbidden. But that didn't matter to him now: If he were not given his freedom, he would take it by these means, whether the others would like it or not.

Nappa looked left and right again before carefully opening the large door and waving the two boys over. "The air is clean!" he hissed and stepped ahead out into the open. Vegeta went second and Shadow brought up the rear and closed the door quietly. As soon as the lock was engaged, Shadow snorted in relief. He had never sweated as much as he did now. Relieved, he turned to the others and grinned and showed Peacefinger. "We would have survived that!" he said contentedly and walked past the other two.“Let's go.” Nappa looked over at the prince, who nodded and smiled and followed his friend.



It was already very dark outside, but the bright lights of the city covered the night in the streets. It was all so new to Vegeta. He looked around with wide eyes. "That's crazy," whispered the 16 year old and moved closer to Shadow. “Is it always like that?” “Yes,” he replied curtly and gave him a quick look. "But this is just a little foretaste. The really cool thing is yet to come." The younger of the two tilted his head a little and uttered a curious: "Mh?" out. "Where are we going today, Shadow?" asked Nappa and stepped to the left side of the 18 year old. The addressee grinned and gave him a perky look. "I think we're going to the 'FIGHTING 4' again today. I have to see if Donna is there again." At the last few words his voice got something enthusiastic. "Who is Donna?" Vegeta wanted to know and looked at the tall Saiyajin.Nappa replied as best he could: "This is a super cute snail who almost always hangs out in the 'FIGHTING 4'. I don't know much about her. The only thing I've heard from friends is that she is almost always only for men . Shadow met her last week and fell in love with her straight away. "

"Ey!" shouted Shadow and glared at Nappa. "That's not true at all! I'm not in love!" "Oh no?" replied the stocky Saiyajin with lowered eyelids and a nasty grin. "And what happened the day before yesterday when you bought her a drink and she just left you at the bar? You were so down that you drank half the bar empty. Total case of lovesick!" The prince grinned at his friend . "So, so! Our hard boulder can become soft after all." "Not at all! And now stop annoying me and follow me inconspicuously!" he groaned and stomped off. He left Nappa and Vegeta in amazement. Both looked puzzled, then grinned and said at the same time: "Yes.He is in love. "But then they noticed that Shadow had already walked ahead and didn't even think about waiting for them." EY! SHADOW! WAAARRTEEEE !! "they shouted and ran after the 18 year old. Even if they hadn't even reached their actual destination, the prince had great fun just walking through the city. A pleasantly warm feeling spread inside him . * Is that ... really having fun? * He asked himself as he playfully clung to Shadow's arm and let himself be dragged a little. * But ... I think so. *

After almost half an hour they stopped and turned right into an alley that was lit by many lights and filled with music. It was almost like a firework of colors and sounds. Vegeta was amazed. He had never seen anything like it. "Wow!" he brought out quietly and looked from left to right. He was so in thought that he suddenly walked past Shadow and continued straight ahead."Um ... Vege ... I'm not allowed to call you Vegeta," said the 18 year old, putting on a thoughtful expression. "Mhh ... what are we doing? Well ... Ah! ... Got it! From now on you're my little brother Vegeto, OK?" Vegeta nodded, while Nappa just sighed. "This can not go well!" he said and stepped to a thick steel door behind which the 'FIGHTING 4' was hidden. Shadow let out a hard sigh and pulled Vegeta alias Vegeto on, too long, sleeves with him. "Come on then. Let's have fun!" "Yeah!" replied the younger one and followed him staggering a bit, because the force of the pull carried him away too quickly. Both went through the door and stood in front of a huge security guard, who looked sullenly down at the two of them. "Who is this toddler, Shadow?" "The