Hey,

to all of you who are reading this now!

(I hope someone here is doing that at all. * Looks begging *)

So I hope you're not angry with me, but it's really hard to do a thousand things at the same time here ....

School, writing, taking care of ideas, taking care of my boyfriend (I wanted to break up with me because I don't have time for him ...)

etc.

So now I have a little time and try to write something decent ... Which would actually be a huge miracle ...



So let's go ...



Vegeta walked slowly through the city and took a lot of time.

Like the last hundred times, in half an hour he was wondering what had made him go shopping with Bulma.

> It's probably because she won't fix the GR for me otherwise.
Bulma had disappeared into a shop a few minutes ago to buy some fumble again.

He probably wouldn't see her for the next half hour.

Suddenly he bumped into someone and a lot with the person on the ground.

He landed on the person and looked at them.

Those purple eyes looked terrifyingly familiar.

He stood up.

"Najle." said Vegeta and with a sigh she offered her hand.

"Do you always run women around?" she asked and took the hand that offered.

He pulled her up and studied her.

Najle stroked her red hair and straightened her violet blue dress.

"What do you want here?"

"I like to explain to you, but not here!" she said calmly and looked around. "In the little café there. You can invite me!"

"How lucky I am not again." muttered Vegeta.



Najle and Vegeta were sitting in a cafe, by the window.

Najle sat across from Vegeta and drank what was in front of her from the large glass.

Vegeta eyed her and he remembered how he had wanted her years ago.

She hadn't changed much since then, except that her hair was longer now.

Najle cocked her head and smiled at him.

He knew that this smile sometimes didn't mean a good thing.

He had thrown her off her high horse at the time, but she still had a lot of power.

More than a woman, in his opinion, is good for her.

"So what are you doing here?" Vegeta asked seriously.

"This time this time!" she said and shrugged.

"Come on." said Vegeta and looked into her eyes. "You don’t spend your time on such a strange planet, do you? You don’t find anything that interests you here. Nothing special, nothing special, nothing fancy.

"But." she said and smiled broadly. "The air here is so beautiful."

Vegeta glared at her and she giggled softly.

"Don't be kidding me. You know it won't do you any good when I'm in a bad mood."

She propped her arms on the table and rested her head on her crossed fingers and studied him.

"Still the chamante guy from before."

"You don't believe how I've changed."

"Do you think?" asked Najle and smiled. "I still have very good informants. I would not have thought that the dear and good Sayjajin prince would one day let himself go to protect people."

He glared at her coolly.

"And if so. What's that got to do with you?"

"I just find it terribly humiliating for you."

Vegeta rose so quickly that the chair fell over.

"I've had enough!"

All other customers of the café turned around after the disturbance of the peace.

"Vegeta please sit down again." said Najle softly and with a stern tone. "I want to keep talking to you normally. I think we got a little lost on the subject."

He didn't know why, but he picked up the chair and sat down again.
"So what do you want here?" said Vegeta. "As I said before, there isn't anything that interests you!"

"Oh yes there is something that interests me here!" she said, approaching his with her face as if she was afraid that someone was listening to them. "Namely you!"

"You haven't called in for 2 years." said Vegeta. "Also, you know I'm not a relationship type."

"Of course I know." said Najle and pressed her lips together. "But your daughter wants to see you again."

"My daughter." said Vegeta drawn out. "Since when have you been interested in our daughter again?"

"You pretend I'm a bad mother."

"You are a bad mother." said Vegeta. "You shipped your daughter to your aunt's house."

"Do you think it's easy for me after you let me sit pregnant?"

Vegeta shrugged.

"I didn't have time for a family."

Najle blinked and suddenly jumped forward and pulled his head towards him.

She kissed his lips gently and smiled during the kiss.

Vegeta opened his eyes, but did not break away from Najle either.

Suddenly someone yelled his name and they broke up.

Bulma stood at the door to the cafe

Vegeta rolled his eyes and looked annoyed at Bulma.

Najle fell back with a smile and crossed her arms over her chest.



---- To be continued -----



Bye your Lillien - Chan