Author's Note: IT'S NOT NSFW DON'T WORRY

Vegeta was restless during the night... He couldn't get his mind away from Bulma and Trunks. He kept on looking at food that went cold he had piled up near his desk. He couldn't think nor could the man sleep. He could train but why, if he's unsure if anyone is awake? He got up and walked to the door, opening it slightly. He looked around as it was dead silent. He sighs and started to walk out as he went through the main doors, and as he went out to train, he started to stretch. He then heard somebody behind him, and they spoke up.

"Vegeta? What are you doing up so late?" 

He jumps as he turns around, looking at Whis, who was holding his staff, in his uniform. 

"...Why aren't you asleep Whis?" 

asked Vegeta. Whis then responded, 

"I was, until I saw you out here. Now why aren't you asleep?"

Vegeta turned around, looking away, not saying another word. Well, his stomach did, however. Whis raises an eyebrow, grabbing Vegeta's shoulder softly, and speaking. 

"Didn't you eat Vegeta?" 

Vegeta paused for a moment, then responded. 

"I didn't want to." 

Whis almost looked shocked. 

"Didn't want to? What happened?" 

Vegeta dodged the question. 

"..Nothing." 

Whis sighed, and then responded. 

"Vegeta you can't dodge this question forever. There is some conflict within you and I intend to resolve it. Why didn't you eat?"

Vegeta tightened his fist, growling, swinging at Whis quickly. Whis caught his fist easily, and just gave him a calming smile.

"Emotional now are we Prince? Now I'll ask you once more, what is troubling you?"

Vegeta shakes his head as he pulls his fist back, and turned around. He stayed silent until he asked Whis a question. 

"...Who cooked the food?"

"...Bulma did. Lord Beerus wanted to try some as well, Vegeta."

Vegeta looked away. 

"...Bulma..Tch.."

Whis noticed this first.

"..What transpired between you two?"

"...Bulma..divorced me."

Even Whis was taken back by this. His eyes widened as he looked at Vegeta. 

"...Divorced? Why?"

Vegeta spoke.

"..She had deemed that a man like me can't be a family man, that I'm never there for her or Trunks. But it's not my fault that the world wishes to be in danger every two minutes. I have a need to get stronger if they wish to see another day. But, of course, it's MY fault, right?"

Whis sighs, grabbing his shoulder, turning him around, looking at him. Vegeta was fighting back tears, by the looks of it. Whis could tell it's a recent emotional scar on him. Whis sighs, looking at him.

"I'll cook something for you if you like. I'll save the food Bulma made for later for Lord Beerus or Goku. Is that alright with you?"

Vegeta nods his head as he followed Whis back inside, going into the kitchen with him.He leaned against the wall, watching Whis cooked. Whis talked to break the silence between them.

He leaned against the wall, watching as Whis cooked. Whis talked to break the silence between them.

"So... the attitude of a Saiyan Woman, but she's not a Saiyan woman. It's different?"

Vegeta softly spoke up.

"...I suppose.."

"Saiyan women would know when things are required for men to go out and train to become stronger. Not all are build to be a family man. Your brother is quite a family man, but Goku's father, his brother and himself are not quite built for that."

Vegeta's head perked up, looking at Whis.

"...His father?"

"Yes, Bardock."

Vegeta seemed a little surprised.

"...Whis you know more then you show. What do you know about our planet?"

Whis kept on cooking, smiling, staying silent. Vegeta then walked to him, looking up at him.

"Whis what do you know about our planet?"

Whis hummed as he cooked, a small smile on his face. 

"...I wanted to visit with Beerus, yes, that much is true... after all, you should know. You saw the events that transpired, did you not, prince?"

Vegeta's eyes widen, looking at Whis.

"You..You were there? What were you doing when you saw them happened?!"

"..I simply watched. You know I can't do anything to interfere with how Lord Beerus wishes things to be done. I simply train him and keep his outbursts in check. Nothing more and nothing less."

Vegeta was silent... then, after a moment of silence, he broke it.

"....Answer me this much Whis..The blow up of Planet Vegeta. Was that even...Was that planned.. By Frieza or.."

Vegeta grabs Whis's arm gently, looking at him. Whis looks at him. They both saw something different in each other's eyes. Vegeta saw a man that knew the answer and Whis saw a little Vegeta simply wishing for things how they were before but knowing that they can't go back. He sighs and looks at Vegeta.

"...It was planned... yes..."

Vegeta wasn't pleased by that answer.

"...By..?"

"...Lord Beerus."

Vegeta's eyes widen as he took a step back. 

"B-Beerus? W-what.."

"Let me explain please Vegeta."

Vegeta stopped. 

"..N-no..I.."

Whis looked at him in his eyes and spoke. 

"...He heard that Saiyan's limits can be broken easily and infinitely... and in order for him to stay the most powerful, he hired Frieza to kill off Planet Vegeta. I'm sorry Prince, you know my roles... if I could have stopped him, I would've done so."

Vegeta's eyes widen as tears runs down his cheeks, stepping back once more. 

"...I...Whis.."

"Vegeta please. Understand that I couldn't stop him."

Vegeta shakes his head and flew out the kitchen and out the main doors. Whis sighs, flying after him, hopefully he catches him before the sun rises, so nobody knows what happened during the night.