*He couldn't look away as the light beam entered the planet's
atmosphere. He couldn't help them. He only floated there in darkness,
watching the planet explode. The vision was blurry, but distinct. There was
no sense but sight, and he couldn't even feel the explosion path that flew
past him. He only watched as something began to come straight at him.
Focusing, he realized it to be the body of a man. He couldn't move out of
the way, it just came straight at him. The man's head came in to view, and
suddenly the body stopped right in front of him. He couldn't look away as
the eyes opened....*
     He screamed and sat up, sweat traveled down the side of his face.
"Vegeta! Whats wrong?"
He turned to look at his wife, who was heavy with sleep. As he turned to
look at the clock, he realized why; 1:30 am.
" Nothing" he said catching his breath. "I was just...sparring." His face went
in to a defensive state.

"Vegeta, I told you to do that outside, you might end up hitting something"
she said in a sleepy voice "and why this late at night!?" She sat up and
craned her neck to see the clock.
"Because I felt like it!" he snapped suddenly "I've done nothing but you're
errands for the past two days!" he yelled. Vegeta thought that maybe he
shouldn't have lied, but then again, how could he tell her that he had a
'bad dream'. He scowled and lay back "forget it. Just go back to sleep." He
ordered.
She glared at him, but decided not to bother. She layed back also, and
drifted off.
Vegeta, on the other hand, lay awake thinking. He never dreamt, in fact, he
rarely slept. Why had he dreamt such a dream?, especially one containing his
father. He growled to himself when he thought of his father, but decided not
to waste his time. "Baka" he said under his breath, and turned over on his
side.

     A pair of green eyelids snapped open. "Who the hell was that?" Piccolo
growled angrily.
He had been meditating and the appearance of an unknown Saiyan had cut him
off. He looked around, realizing it was still night.
Piccolo lowered his brow and thought. There was no reason for some Saiyan to
appear out of nowhere. Nothing interrupts his meditation unless there was
something wrong. He uncrossed his legs and stoodfirmly on the ground. Not
being much of a sleeper either, Piccolo decided to get a drink. All the way,
thinking of the Saiyan who had so rudely interrupted his training. The last
thing he needed was another annoying monkey boy bothering the planet.

     "OOWWWWWW!!" Chaotzu screamed.
Everyone in the tent sat up quickly. "What!?" Tien, Yamcha, and Gohan
screamed almost simultaneously. Puar lay silent, still sleeping.

Chaotzu glared at Gohan "he kicked me! Hard!" he said pointing to a whelt on
his leg.
Gohan looked around "Me? I...I....huh? " he looked utterly confused 'I must've
been dreaming!" he looked at Chaotzu's leg "I'm sorry Chaotzu!"
Chaotzu's mean look melted. "It's ok! WOW!, that must have been a bad
dream!" he said.
"YEAH!" Tien piped in " What the hell happened?" he asked.
"TIEN!" everyone turned to look at (the now awake) Puar. "Watch your mouth!"
he yelled.
Tien blushed slightly "sorry."
Yamcha started to laugh, but halted immediately at the sight of Puar's
glare.
Everyone turned to looks back to Gohan, who obviously had forgotten
"What?.......Oh!!" he said, finally realizing "Well, in the dream, I was flying
next to this dragon.."
"AWWW!!" Yamcha piped in mockingly. Puar flew over and placed a paw over his
mouth, nodding to Gohan to go on.
"ANYWAY" he said " all of a sudden, somebody knocked him out of the sky!"
Gohan explained. "I stopped and looked up, and there was a Saiyan with hair
like Vegeta, but not Vegeta...it wasn't Vegeta." He looked down "I don't know
who it was....but ....I got mad and kicked him" Gohan bit his lip and looked
at Chaotzu.
"That explains it!" Chaotzu exclaimed.
Yamcha yawned with his now free mouth "what time is it?" They all looked
around and shrugged.
"Its 1:30" everyone turned to look through the screen window of the tent.
Two very sleepy young boys stood outside looking at a glowing watch. They
both looked up, rubbing their eyes.
"Trunks! Goten! Go to sleep! Mom will kill me if she sees bags under your
eyes!" Tien and Yamcha snickered, and Gohan looked at them "No, its true."
They stopped and looked back solemnly.
"Well...I couldn't sleep...and then...um, Trunks had a bad dream, and then.....we
heard someone scream, so we came to see." Goten managed to get the story
out.
Gohan crawled to the window, avoiding his friend's legs "you had a bad dream
too Trunks?" he nodded without a word.
Gohan thought about asking, but didn't. Trunks was rarely quiet and
reclusive like this.
"Well, you two, both of you " he looked directly at his little brother "go
back to sleep."
"Yes Gohan." They barked out militantly. The two turned and crawled into
their pup tent.
Gohan turned to face his friends "we should to" he yawned "its late." He
crawled back over to his sleeping bag and sat, looking at his friends who
were silent.
"Come on guys!" he said agitated.
"Yes Gohan!!" they all mocked. Gohan couldn't resist laughing as they layed
back down.
Two giggling boys could also be heard from the tent next door as the
laughter got louder. Soon, it died down, and the forest returned to its calm
night sounds.