The beeping entered his dreams and woke him from a deep sleep.

He sat up to realized that it was a message beeping. Only the urgent ones beeped.

"Who on Vegetasei feels it fit to wake me in the middle of an off morning?" Shinto growled to himself and stomped to the message board.

He clicked the retrieve button and yelled into the screen before it even came on "What?"

He almost shrunk back as he realized it to be his father.

"Brat. That is no way to address you father. Now, what is this I hear about your sister?" The black haired Saiyan demanded.

Shinto slumped in his chair "Why don't you bother her about it?" he said from underneath blue based bangs.

The elder Saiyan frowned into the screen and then looked off screen, as if someone was talking to him. Upon looking back, he drew his brows together and frowned once again "I have no time for such whining. I would rather bother the likes of you than the most famous one in the family right now. Now, as I said before, tell me what you saw last night."

Shinto glared defiantly into his father's identical black eyes and folded his arms. "Somebody fired a shot at the queen, Kijah saw it coming and took the blast for the queen. Simple as that." He rolled his eyes "It was no big deal, the king would have saved her anyway."

Rotek snorted "No big deal, eh? Doubtful. My daughter is being promoted to Queen's guard. She's got the highest job in the kingdom, now all she needs is a mate. You on the other hand, have neither. I always wondered why you were so afraid of your sister..."

Shinto was gaping, and his tail was 3 times its normal size " What? Queen's Guard? That is the biggest pile of - "

Rotek smirked and held up a hand, Shinto stopped obediantly. "Shinto. You have a fine job. Our family is one of the proudest in the land right now. I messaged you to inform you that by the end of 4 solar periods, you and your sister will come to my continent to...visit. With you both, will be a mate or potential mate. Disobey me and face the consequences."

The screen went blank.

Shinto sat staring at the screen. He cursed to himself and messaged Kijah. Hah. He'd wake her up the same way his father had woken him up.

He went to move up in his seat and a piece of cloth got stuck, and as he leaned over and growled to himself he heard the message board flick on.

Without looking up, he spoke. "Well Kijah I'm so sorry to have interrupted your lovely life, but father intends to see the both of us in-"

"She's sleeping." a male voice interrupted him.

Shinto's head shot up and he found himself looking straight into the eyes of Chatsu.

"Wh- what... What are you doing in my sister's quarters?" Shinto would have jumped right through the screen if he could have.

Chatsu put on that smug smirk. "What do you think? Now message her later, she's sleeping."

The screen went blank.

Shinto stood up rigidly, tail fluffed, obviously ready to kill something. He stalked out of his room, knowing that he needed to rid himself of all of this anger before something went more wrong than it already was.

Little did he know who would be standing by the doorframe of the training arena, watching him shoot off massive ki blasts in his underwear.

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*thud*

"Damn..." a raspy male voice came from the floor.

Liena rolled over and sprawled out on her bed. She sighed and loved the fact that she could sleep a bit longer this morning. After a night like last night...

Her eyes snapped open-

-and then immediately shut again. Her head pounded, and any sight of light sent sharp pains to the back of her head.

Liena rolled onto her stomach and slowly pushed herself up, opening her eyes a bit. "What the-" her voice was raspy also. She sat up, ignoring the obvious pain in her head and looked around, trying to recall what was going on.

As her senses slowly woke, she got a whiff of the room and something just smelled different. Then something clicked in her mind. 'Shit.'

Liena leaned forward (as best she could with out falling) and peered over the bed.

She almost fell off the bed as she saw who was laying face first on the floor. Only then did it all slowly flood back into her memory. She fell back onto the bed as every detail of the previous night seemed to hit her at once.

"Oh." Liena layed there in awe of herself. Literally speechless.

Then she looked over as Kakarott finally rose and stumbled, his tail flailing out everywhere to keep balance.

"Ow. Damn!" He fell over sideways a bit, holding his head. "Wha-"

Kakarott stood there, his back to Liena, recalling all of his memories also. She simply watched and waited for his reaction while trying to block the light out of her eyes.

He slowly began to turn and as he did, she almost jumped out of her skin. The look on his face wasn't what she had expected at all. "So, did you have fun last night?" he said in a sleepy, but drawling tone.

Liena opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

Kakarott let go of his head and turned to face her, a grin spreading across his face. "Well look what we've gotten ourselves into." he smirked, walking back towards her.

Liena back up onto the bed more. "What?" she said, her headache pounding, but she had no mind left to pay it any attention.

"Oh come on, I know you know what I'm talking about." He didn'tlet his eyes off of her as he slipped a knee onto the bed.

Liena backed up more. This guy was full of hormones!

He raised his brows but winced slightly from the headache. "No don't worry. I know we're both a bit hung over, but I have a secret to tell you. And like I said, you already know it."

Liena stopped and let him crawl over to her. He looked into her eyes for a second and she could do no more than stare right back.

He leaned in until his lips barely touched her ear, and spoke the secret, that indeed they both already knew.

"You're stuck with me"

Liena smirked, as she had a feeling 'stuck' wasn't exactly the word for it.

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"Five hundered fifty three. Five hundred fifty four."

Kijah rolled over in her bed. Who the hell was counting to themselves?

Eventually, she opened her eyes and looked around wearily, finally finding the origin of the counting. Chatsu, doing push-ups.

He fixed his light gaze on her and smirked, jumping deftly to his feet. "Good morning gorgeous!"

Kijah shook her head and smirked in a tired fashion. "Don't call me that, show off."

Chatsu grinned "Hey, I wasn't the one showing off last night, Your Highship" he winked and practically slithered onto the bed next to her.

She sat up and glared at him. "Highship? lovely title" Kijah rolled her eyes

Chatsu propped his head up on on and elbow and smirked at her. "You are a Queen's Guard now." he drawled, his lids closing halfway.

Kijah rolled her eyes and layed back on the bed, giving up. "Yeah. Well maybe now my father will be happy with me." She thought a second and then drew her brows together "Wait, how did you find out? I didn't tell you!" She also remembered that he had known the night before.

Chatsu shrugged and looked away for a bit. When he looked back, his eyebrows went up. "Oh! by the way, that stuck up brother of yours called. I'm assuming thats your brother.... anyway I told him you were sleeping." he shrugged

Kijah suddenly smiled and shook her head, forgetting her previous question. "Oh what sweet revenge. To see the look on his face when he saw you in my quarters! Hah!" She grinned wickedly, knowing her brother detested Chatsu.

Chatsu grinned, but then scowled. "He says one thing wrong and I'll pound him into the ground so far you'll have to water his tail for him to grow out."

Kijah raised a brow 'interesting'. "A bit protective aren't you?"

Chatsu scowled a bit and looked away.

"I think he wanted to leave you a message." He said, and then looked back to her. His tail lashed behind him.

Kijah eyed his tail for a second as if deciding something, and then stood and jumped off the bed in one quick, smooth motion. " I guess I'll have to personally get the message myself!" She walked to the steam room to throw on her old armor.

'Oh she's getting cocky.' Chatsu thought as he eyed Kijah's stance. Tall and arrogant with her tail raised into the air in a proud fashion.

He stood and saw her out the door, falling into step next to her as she walked down the halls. Chatsu caught her eye when she turned to give him a meaninful look. That wasn't something he was used to coming from her.

"I'm not cocky." she said simply, and then looked forward again.

Chatsu gaped at her for a second. Had she somehow heard his thoughts? He shrugged to himself and shook it off. How odd.

They continued on the way to Shinto's quarters, not saying much to each other but seemingly perfectly content with that alone.

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She typed fast.

It was a race against time, since she knew he'd return soon. Every morning he got up to go train with whatever unlucky guard that crossed his path. At first they'd been a match for him, but Bulma could tell that now he was just plain bored.

But she also knew she was 'supposed to be sleeping' at this hour and if he caught her, he'd likely make her stay in the main corridor again.

Her typing pace quickened. She just needed to fix this letter to her parents and then finish the plans for the pre tournament speech.

She gritted her teeth as her fingers flew across the keys. Bulma felt as if she was on a time limit-

"You should be." his voice illuminated from behind her.

Bulma jumped clear out of her chair and faced Vegeta, looking as if she were guilty of a murder. "Uhm. I was just- I am finishing a few things." She said regaining her posture.

She looked at Vegeta and figured he had just finished training. He had his arms crossed, no shirt, sweating, ripped armor pants....

She shook her head as he stopped speaking.

"You didn't hear a thing I said did you?" He said scowling

Bulma grinned and shook her head.

Vegeta rolled his eyes "Woman, get to sleep. You're beginning to take on the habits of a Northerner."

The Northern Border inhabitants rarely slept. The sun on that side of the planet stayed down for about two hours, three at most. They were good warriors, since they trained more often, but their power levels never got very high due to their lack of a fair immune system.

Basically, lack of sleep caused one's health to deteriorate, and Bulma got what Vegeta was hinting at.

"Fine." She spat and diverted her gaze. Bulma stomped to the bed and curled up in every one of the many comforters.

Vegeta smirked as his tail lashed free of his waist. He'd seen her assesing gaze and felt that vibe. He slid next to her and let his tail weave its way under her many covers.

"Oh hell Vegeta. Get a steam bath already! You know I don't like it when-"

It was about then his tail reached it's destination.

Bulma gave in and decided that a few hours out of work could do her no harm at all.

She turned over to look at him, and as usual he had 'that look'. The feral, sex-driven male look that she'd basically grown to love. This time though, he merely looked at her for a second. She kept still as she sent him an asking gaze and the two seemed to be frozen in time. No sounds, no movement, just lost in the depths of each others eyes.

Vegeta of course, broke that seemingly endless gaze as his mouth slowly formed into a grin.

For the millionth time, Bulma blushed and diverted her gaze from that infectuouos look. He'd always had a way of doing that to her.