The little brawl they were having was quickly devolving into a simple shouting contest, everyone wanting to tear one another apart verbally. Oddly enough that was getting to Vegeta more than the actual fighting had been. These kids were going on about protecting their families, but they had no idea about what his life was. They were lucky, even if they didn't know it. After the twins gave their piece Vegeta started to laugh bitterly, covering his eyes with one hand as he reeled back slightly. "You're doing this all for your father...?" he asked, calming enough to look back at Kai and Choi, a hollow grin on his face. "Well that's sweet of you. I however don't have the same luxury, mine is dead. As is my mother." Becoming a bit somber at saying it he slumped slightly, feeling tired for some reason. "And all I've got are my friends now. At home I run a worldwide company, I hardly ever have any time. Priviliged, is having no family and no time to myself privileged? Is that free? You've got a brother, each of you, and a father still. Without my friends, who YOU are trying to steal, I'm alone. So don't you talk to me like I don't know how shitty life can be, because I DO know!"

"Enough of the sob stories already! No one's here to listen to a bleeding heart." Yumi shouted, getting a rather surprised look from both Vegeta and Takeshi. Her mind was set on one thing, and that was hurting the two boys in front of her. It had only been a week in Saiyan custody, but that week had been utterly miserable and painful. She wanted to make them feel even a fraction of that, whatever she could do. Glaring over at a crestfallen Vegeta she pointed furiously at the twins, gritting her teeth. "Fight them! Help me beat them already, quit your pissing contest!" It was unlike her to be this vicious or vindictive, but she couldn't help it right now. Something inside her was screaming to get out, and it was driving her mental, she had to lash out at something. When all her friend did was hang his head she looked instead to Takeshi, balling her hands into fists. "Well, are you going stand there gawking or help me out?!"

"Yumi... You need to stop..." Takeshi answered, looking just as dejected as Vegeta. This wasn't like her, he'd never seen her get this righteously furious before. The utter look of anger on her face was unsettling, it was like she was an entirely different person. Rather than indulge her desire for revenge he found himself quickly losing the desire to fight, opting to try and compromise again. If they went at one another like this than no one was going to win ultimately, and who knows, someone even might end up seriously hurt, or worse. Moving towards Yumi he watched her take a stance as if expecting to fight, instead placing himself in front of her with his arms stretched out to the sides, giving her a sad look. "They're not worth getting this angry over. Come on, just settle down..." Takeshi pleaded. He owed it to both his friends and to his former squad to stop them from fighting, since both had to ultimately be saved. Seeing that she wasn't backing down he got ready to block any attacks, but was surprised when something else happened.

Yumi was hardly paying any mind to Takeshi's pleas, her eyes still trained on Kai and Choi beyond him. Despite his protests she tried to move ahead and go after the twins, though was blocked off yet again. Looking up from the chest before her she saw Vegeta floating before her, giving her the same sad look that her other friend had. Growling she tried to move around him, livid when he followed her. "Get out of my way Vegeta! I need to do this!" she screamed, shaking from her pent up anger. He didn't say anything, only giving her that same sorry look as before. Why couldn't they just let her have this? These two were so content with fighting on their own, but now that she wanted to become involved it was wrong? Moving to strike Vegeta away Yumi stopped as she felt wetness on her cheeks, blinking in confusion for a moment before reaching up, feeling tears streaming out. Why was she crying over this? Looking at her dampened fingertips uncertainly she let out a soft gasp when Vegeta wrapped his arms around her, freezing as her arms hung limply at her sides. The fire was still in her, but it was slowly starting to dwindle down. "Why can't I do this...?" she mumbled, closing her eyes and halting the flow of tears fitfully, "Why can't I get even with them?"

"Because it's not what you want," Vegeta explained gently, giving a sad smile. He had realized something, even in the midst of his own ranting. These kids had no choice, they were being made to do this. If any of them were in the same situation he was positive they'd endanger a stranger in order to protect the ones they loved. And the quip about the twin's father, that was jealousy on his part. Vegeta wasn't alone though, not really, as he had an extended family that more than filled the void. A big part of that family was in his arms right now, looking rather lost and confused with herself. "You don't want revenge on them... You want to get to the king, we all do. And that's what we're going to do, yeah?" The brother's father was the one to blame for all of this, everyone else was in service due to fear of him. Cut the head off the snake and the rest follows, that was how they'd have to resolve this. Glancing over his shoulder at Kai and Choi before turning to Kabocha his expression hardened a bit, finally focusing on his friend in his arms once more. "Think we can talk now, guys?"

Kabocha gave Yumi a funny look, thinking the girl was a proper mental case for freaking out like that. Sure, things were a bit heated, but holy hell did she have to go off like that? Realizing he had been left hanging there in the air by himself the noble moved back towards the twins, looking at their former leader and his friends uncertainly. Vegeta and Takeshi both looked to want a truce now, competely disregarding the fact that such a thing was incredibly unlikely. They couldn't give up, their families were on the line if they failed. With the odds stacked against them now, it being a potential 4 on three, he knew better than to push their luck. "Dammit...! We're so dead..." Kabocha grumbled, crossing his arms and glaring at the group before them. "We don't have much of a choice guys... Fine, we'll talk." Worst case scenario coming to fruition the Saiyan had resigned himself to at least try this, lowering himself down to the ground as the rest of the group did the same. "Kai, Choi, let's go! We've got a deal to make."