Hello my loves !!!
* all cuddles *
Juhu again 3 clerks! (The three will probably soon be my favorite number !! * gg *)

@ kiya16:
Well what has to be has to be and besides, I was firstly in a dilemma how I write that and secondly under time pressure, thanks to my "dear" father!
They all suffer from memory loss, but more on that later ...
Saskia has already brought her reason back with her, actually she has two ...
Everything will definitely be fine ... * thinks about it * .... or no, maybe not !! That would be good, wouldn't it? * dg * hdsdl

@Kaly:
hdl !!!
Well, I like to drive the story in a different direction than everyone thinks! * grin * I guess it's always in my blood to incorporate some twists and turns that might not be so well received! * thinks about it * it all comes out ... my dad is working right now, so HE can't send me away from the computer ... but my mom can ... * computer hugs * "my computer, my darlingzzzz, my own !! !* gg *

@ BlackRose2:
Thank you for the flowers!! * bows * I understand you already !! * gg * I like my story as varied as it is! * is happy and satisfied *

Let's go....

Saskia landed in front of her apatment.
She ran into the house and Trunks had to hurry to follow her.
“Saskia what's wrong with you?” Trunks asked and grabbed her from behind and turned her around.
“Trunks let go of me!” Saskia said and tore herself away from Trunks. "I don't have time to tell you ..."
She unlocked the door and ran around the rooms.
"At least try it!" Said Trunks. "I want to understand you!"
Saskia turned to Trunks and nodded.
She took his hand and pulled him to the coutch.
"That's the right Najle," Saskia said softly. "You saw her hair, didn't you?"
"Yes, but that doesn't mean it, does it?" Trunks asked and looked at Saskia."She always had her hair differently here."
"That means something," said Saskia. "When we were with Master, each of your hair colors has a specific meaning ... a sign of your emotions!"
Trunks looked at her.
"Sometimes your hair just gets colored that way without her noticing or wanting it."
"Yes, I already noticed." Trunks said and thought about it.
"If she has green hair, for example, she feels good; if she has blue hair, she is happy; if she has blonde hair, she wants peace and quiet; but if she has red hair she is angry or murderous!" . "And the darker her red, the angrier she gets. Unfortunately!"
“But Najle was very dark red, wasn't it?” Trunks asked and got up. "Then father is in danger! We have to help him."
"Don't you think your father can fight back?"Saskia asked calmly, leaning back on the couch." If anyone can beat her, it's your father! "
Trunks nodded and sat down again.
"And what do you want to do now?" He asked softly.
"To hope." she whispered. "Hope your father can deal with her."
"How did you actually know that Najle was coming?" Trunks suddenly asked.
Saskia stared at him first, but then avoided his gaze.
"Saskia." Trunks said softly and hugged her.
"She showed me," said Saskia. "She has a kind of connection with me. And she took advantage of that. She showed me that she was coming ... and in what condition she is."
"How did she do that?" Trunks asked and patted her head.
“She showed me old pictures that weren't happy!” Saskia said and looked at him. "I do not want to leave you!"
Trunks hugged her tighter.
“I never want to lose you either!” Trunks said softly.

Najle felt something cold being wiped across her forehead.
She smelled Vegeta everywhere.
She opened her eyes a crack.
She saw Vegeta sitting by her bed, dipping a sponge in water.
Najle closed his eyes again.
Vegeta put the sponge on her forehead again.
Finally he took the sponge away and stroked her forehead.
He brushed a few strands from her face.
Suddenly he noticed how her red hair curled up a little.
“Najle?” He asked softly.
Najle opened her eyes and gave him a cool look.
“What is this now?” She asked.
“What's what?” Asked vegeta and smiled slightly.
“Why didn't you kill me?” Asked Najle, getting up a little. "Why? "
Vegeta rolled his eyes and got up so jerkily that his chair toppled over."I've told you before!" Said Vegeta. "I love you the hell again! Is that one reason I didn't kill you?"
"Love is no reason at all," said Najle and sat up straight. "Neither to kill someone than not to kill someone. Love is nothing!"
"Really?" Asked Vegeta, laughing coolly. "So love is not for you, is it?"
"Yes." she said, lifting her head. "I could never love anyone!"
"Oh really not?" Asked Vegeta and sat down on the chair again. "Very interesting."
“What's that supposed to be?” Asked Najle, looking at him with narrowed eyes. "Are you making fun of me?"
"No, I take this damn seriously!" Said Vegeta. "I'm just talking to you normally."
"That's enough for me, I'll go." Said Najle and got up on the bed.At that moment she suddenly realized that she wasn't wearing it.
She grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself in it.
"That's what I've been waiting for." Vegeta said, grinning lustfully.
“What was that supposed to mean?” Asked Najle, blushing slightly. "Why did you take me off?"
"I had to know if you still have bruises somewhere or something worse, right?" He said and stood up.
He went to the door.
“And where do you have my things?” Asked Najle.
"Threw Bulma in the laundry." Vegeta said and wanted to open the door.
“And what should I wear?” Asked Najle and wanted to cross her arms in front of her chest, but then the blanket slipped dangerously.
"As far as I'm concerned, you can stay like that, but Bulma will bring you clothes soon." Vegeta said and looked at her again. "I'll come and pick you up then." Then he closed the door.Najle threw the chair against the door in anger.
"Ass!" She said and sat down on the bed.
She no longer knew what to think of it.
> First this guy tells me that I had something with him and then I'm here with a woman with whom he probably also has something! she thought and leaned against the wall. > Again, the master has not told me anything about it! I should really ask an extra amount for doing this to myself! <
Najle closed his eyes briefly when the door opened again.
Bulma came into the room and looked at Najle.
Somehow she knew this girl, but Bulma didn't know where from.
"Um ..."
Najle opened her eyes and gave Bulma a cool look.
"Yes, yes, put the clothes down there and get out of here!" Said Najle calmly and made a dismissive gesture with her hand.
Bulma almost stopped becoming.
First Vegeta pretends that he owns the house and brings strange women here and then this woman treats her like a maid.“Didn't I make myself clear enough?” Najle asked, giving Bulma a deadly look.
When Bulma still didn't move, Najle raised his hand and suddenly Bulma began to hover and landed outside.
Najle made another movement and the door slammed shut.
> Terrible woman. She raised her eyebrows.
It was a dark blue top and black pants.
"Oh God!" She exclaimed. "And should I wear that?"
Najle flicked and the things disappeared and others appeared.
She put on the blue, half-length dress and then looked in the mirror.
She nodded and swirled her hand around her hair.
Clips appeared and conjured up an updo for her.
Najle smiled and went to the window.
Just as she was about to open the window, the window was already open.
Najle looked into Vegeta's eyes.
"Ah." said Vegeta and looked down at Najle."I thought you wouldn't like Bulma's clothes. But you look beautiful."
“Thank you!” Said Najle, annoyed. "And further? "
"We're flying a little."
"And where? "
"You will see." Vegeta said and offered her a hand.
Najle sighed, climbed onto the windowsill and took Vegeta's hand.
He pulled her up on the roof and they both took off ...

Vegeta and Najle landed on the platue in front of God's Palace.
“Wonderful, and what are we doing here?” Asked Najle.
Vegeta didn't answer, but pulled her with him.
Popo (thought for a long time whether I would take it in with me ...) came up to the two of them.
“Where's Dende?” He asked Popo.
Dende and Piccolo came out of the palace.
"Vegeta ...?" Asked Piccolo, surprised.
Najle's eyes narrowed at the sight of Piccolo and Dende.
“What am I doing here, Vegeta?” Hissed Najle.
"What's the matter with her?"asked Piccolo, looking at Najle.
"I want you to check her memory."
Najle, Piccolo, and Dende stared at Vegeta in surprise.
"What is he supposed to do?" Asked Najle, storming towards Vegeta.
“Why should I check your memory?” Asked Dende.
"Because something is wrong with her." Vegeta said and turned to Najle. "Leave it to Najle, it's only for your own good."
“I'll know what's for my own good, won't I?” Asked Najle. "I've had enough with you!"
Najle ran across the platue.
Piccolo teleported in front of Najle before she could fly down.
"Could you please leave this kid stuff, Najle?" Piccolo asked softly.
“What do you want from me Piccolo?” Najle asked softly and looked at him.
"You know him?" Vegeta asked surprised.
"Yes, we know each other," Piccolo said, but did not take his eyes off her."Let's get it over with." Said Najle and walked towards Vegeta with one last venomous look.

"Everything is right with her," said Dende.
“Didn't I tell you?” Said Najle, smiling confident of victory. "My memory is okay! We didn't have it!"
"But that can't be," said Vegeta.
"Everything is correct with her memory, but some memories are also missing," said Dende. "So she doesn't have amnesia, but it could be stealing her feelings and memories with a technique I don't know."
"I thought so!" Said Vegeta and looked briefly at Najle.
"But there is also something else ..." said Dende and looked at Najle. "Could I talk to Vegeta alone,