would be king. He never wanted that. Politics didn't interest him. He just wanted to be a fighter, always fighting for life or death. Thrills and no state business. Sure, he liked to brag about his title, but he never wanted to rule.<br />
The others were amazed. "This is a tattoo." noticed Chichi. Trunks nodded.
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"The king had said that every royal descendant wears such a thing. He himself and Paps too." Everyone looked at Vegeta. "Really? You have something like that too? You never said anything about it!" laughed Son Goku.
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"Why should I? None of your business." He grumbled offended and crossed his arms in front of his chest. "We'd better think about how to free Bulma," he continued. The others nodded and Vegeta grinned back, confident of victory. "I already have a plan ...!"
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Back to the castle again. Bulma had been thrown back into prison. The king looked out the window. He was in his rooms. Would Trunks really come and save this woman? Sure he would. After all, she was his mother. The king grinned. * Vegeta apparently made a good choice as far as the woman is concerned. * Maybe the king wouldn't kill her right away, after all, he wanted to have fun with her too.The woman was pretty well built. He wouldn't kill her until later. Only when it was no longer usable. He had done the same with Vegeta's mother. He didn't love her. The only thing he wanted was a healthy heir to the throne, which he got. After that, the woman was unimportant and he got rid of her. He thought the same of his son. Love was a weakness and his son, his own flesh and blood, was strong, strong enough to bypass weaknesses.
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Perhaps it should be a mistake to think that way. After all, he hadn't seen his son in ages. Last time Vegeta was a little boy. Many forces acted on him over time, which were so different. Hate, anger, anger that turned into passion, passion to fight, the passion turned into love over time. Love was the most difficult force. Escape from it was almost impossible. Even when Vegeta was thousands of miles away from Earth, he felt that he was loved and realized that he loved too.This is how the longing arose for a certain living being. After Bulma. On the outside he never showed feelings, but inside they ate away his bad qualities. He felt this feeling especially now. Where she was so close and yet so far away. He would come to save her, that was out of the question, but how? Apparently he already had a plan.
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The clouds passed. You could only hear a few crows crows, which were then scared off and flew into the distance ....
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It may be that some of them no longer like it because they had imagined it differently. You can tell me that and how you would be the continuation better. I have no problem with suggestions for other parts. After all, I want you to like the FF!
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Ok, ciao Sharie
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