Halli-Hey !!!!
Nice one wrote to me again!
Well, I have to put up with the fact that only one person writes to me at a time!
* sigh *
I'm sitting here in front of my grandma's compi and I'm writing again !!

@Kiya !!!
Nice that you write!!!
* smile *
Well ... I can tell you right from the start !!!!
This part will be exhausting! * twist your eyes *
It explains a lot of questions ... also about the letters !!!! (Well the letters !!! * looks angry *) And that with the "Verwant" of Saskia and Trunks * devil grin * (That might be a surprise !!!!) ... I don't know if I'm okay with everything get a part but i will try !!!
So have fun and I hope you don't kill me ...
to p.s. The Meistewr is only friendly to Najle ... At least as long as she doesn't turn any awkward things !!!

and that counts for everyone !!! * howl *

So let's go !!!!!

Najle sat in her room on the bed and pulled her legs up to her face.
She sighed and put her chin on her knees.There was a soft knock on her door and Najle refrained from saying that nobody would care whether she wanted someone to come in or not.
"Najle?" Cain asked softly and crouched in front of Najle so that he could look into her eyes.
"What do you want?" asked Najle calmly and looked at his eyes.
"The master ..." said Cain, looking into her blue eyes. "He wants you to keep him company."
Najle wantede off Cain's face and lay down.
"Tell him that I'm sleeping and that I don't want to be woken up." said Najle coolly and turned away from him.
Cain fell silent and got up.
He leaned against the wall and studied her.
"But he won't be satisfied with that, you know that." he said reassuringly.
It was quiet for a while, and Cain watched Najle's breath.
He walked quickly and irregularly.
Najle turned to him again and looked at him.
"Most of all, I would like to disappear ... Just get out of here, away from him." said Najle."Or just fall asleep and never wake up again."
"Would you rather die than stay with him?" Cain asked softly and walked towards her. "That wouldn't make much sense. He wouldn't let you rest."
"Do you think I don't know?" asked najle and took Kain's hand and pulled him to her.
Cain lay down next to her and allowed her to lean against him.
Najle smiles and smells his scent.
She knew he loved her, but she couldn't or wouldn't love him.
He had a firm place in her heart, not as a lover, but as a protected or big brother.
It was important to her that he was with her ...
"Why don't we just disappear?" asked Cain, stroking her head.
Najle considered the idea and then laughed softly.
"It would be just as foolish as dying." said najle and closed her eyes. "He would find us again."
Cain nodded and closed his eyes too.
Najle liked to torment him, but he knew it was just some kind of weird love ... a love that had nothing to do with physical love."Where's Saskia?" asked Najle, pulling away from him.
"In her room." said Cain and preferred to lie there.
He crossed his arms behind his head and studied her.
"Did everything go as it should?" asked Najle and smiled at him.
"Saskia is completely exhausted about it!" said Cain. "She doesn't understand what all the hype is about. And to be honest, I don't know either."
"You'd know in good time." said Najle and got up.
Cain sighed and continued to watch her.
"Oh ... could you please do something for me then?" asked Najle and turned to Cain.

Vegeta was in the GR, but couldn't really concentrate on the training.
Again and again he had Najle in front of his eyes, how she looked at him pleadingly and then asked him to kill her at a certain time.
He knew that something must be up, that Najle asked him for something.
He checked his watch again, like at the last minute.Time did not want to and did not want to pass.
Angry, he left the GR and went back inside.
He trudged grumpily to the kitchen and went to the refrigerator and rummaged around in it.
"Well, Mr. Prince is eating again at home and not just in expensive cafés?" Bulma asked angrily.
She came into the kitchen with a long list in hand.
Vegeta turned around, packed with food, and sat down at the table.
"As you can see." Vegeta said calmly, keeping himself under control. "What do you have in your hand?"
"Those are the bills from your coffee shop." Bulma said angrily and slammed the list on the table in front of Vegeta.
Vergeta continued to eat in peace.
"Wasn't eating so often." said Vegeta.
"No only 14-15 times .... Something like that, anyway." said Bulma. "It's quite normal. And the amount is also really a bit steep."
"First: If you should have forgotten: I am a Sayjajin! I naturally eat a lot!" Vegeta said and put a banana in his mouth, chewing it down carefully before continuing."And secondly: your food is so bad that you only have to eat some decent food sometimes."
"But that is....!" Bulam said angrily and stomped out of the kitchen.
Vegeta watched her calmly.
"Why does this woman always have to act like that !?" he asked with a sigh and looked at the bills. "I really went out to eat with Najle quite often."

Trunks lay down again and was woken up by an alarm clock ringing.
It was exactly 3:00 p.m.
He dressed quickly and ran halfway down the stairs.
Carefully he looked around for his father, but could not see him.
Relieved, he went downstairs and put on his jacket.
"Trunks, where are you going ?!" asked Bulma, who came with a laundry basket when the basement. (If they even owned anything like that!)
"I'm just flying around a little." said Trunks. "Where is dad actually?"
"He's also busy somewhere. He doesn't log off from me anymore." Bulma said, getting angry again."Take care of yourself!"
"I will!" said Trunks and went out of the house.
"OK." said Bulma.
She put the laundry basket down and went into the kitchen for a drink, but something else caught her eye.
There was a letter on the kitchen.
She quickly took him off the table and let him through quickly.
When she got to the end she frowned and let him through again.
> No. I have not misread. thought Bulma and ran out of the house.
When she was outside, she threw a capsule on the ground and a spaceship appeared.
She got in quickly, took off and flew in the direction of the eastern capital.

The letter was still on the table:
"> Dear Bulma ... Please come to the lake in the eastern capital by 3:45 pm at the latest. I have something important to tell you! Your Vegeta.