Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Alone ❯ There is more.... ( Chapter 2 )

Alone chapter 2

Originally, it was a one-shot, but even I am curious of what Vegeta is up to…

Disclaimer: No. I bought the shit yesterday. It's mine.

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****************** Flashback ***********************

"I'm just getting old, Vegeta. These things happen to old people."

"You broke your hip! That isn't normal! Well, maybe for you weak kind. Why do humans grow old so fast anyway? That makes them even more worthless!"

"Well thanks a lot, Vegeta. By the way, I see a grey hair right above your ear!"

"What?", I said. And I felt for it, as if I could ever find it without seeing it.

She laughed.

"HEY! Stop fooling around! I can't grow old THAT fast anyway. Stupid woman."

I decided then I would look for it later… when she wasn't looking.

Her hair was as white as the pillow she laid on. Her face wasn't very wrinkled, but it had better not, with all the time she spent at that damned butcher she calls a plastic surgeon.

She was 75 earth years old. That would be… about 64 Vegeta-sei years… a Saiyan wouldn't even be at a quarter of his or her lifespan…. How ridiculous.

"I don't want you to die.", I stated. It was a whisper. I didn't think she heard it with her old ears.

"I won't silly! Off course not! I'm just a little sick, nothing to worry about.", she said softly, touching my face with her hand. She stroked my cheek with her thumb, and pulled me towards her, softly kissing me, first on my nose, and then on my lips.

But I could feel her weakening through our bond. Slowly, every day, I felt her soul loose its grasp on her body. On her mind.

And one day, she didn't recognize me anymore, or our children. She stayed in that bed until she died.

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I enhanced the spaceship. I took some plans Bulma created, but never carried out, and went to work. It went surprisingly well. It blew up only twice. With me on it… Took me 2 years to build it because of the explosions…It isn't exactly my field anyway. I eat, drink, kill, terrorize and rule! And sometimes I save a planet or two.

The ship has some heavy weapons, and it works on hydrogen now. Trunks came in one day, and saw me working on that thing.

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"You remind me of mom, the way you're all covered in grease...", he said.

"You're right. Except for the tiny detail that your mother could have finished this in a month, and I feel like blasting this thing every 10 minutes I'm working on it!", I said.

"You mean you actually FEEL!? After mom died, you have done nothing ignore your family! I bet my daughter wouldn't even recognize you if she saw you! It was hard on us too, but you weren't even there! And you wouldn't even let us come close to you! You haven't spoken one word about mom after she died! I doubt it that you can feel anything, `cause if you did, father, you would have shared with us! You would have helped us! You would have let us in to help you!"

"BOY!"

Did I hear that correctly? He dared say that to me!? I had felt more than he could ever feel in his pathetic life-time! Nothing in his happy sappy Earth-life could compare to the pain, the hate, the misery, the GUILT, the LOVE, the OBSESSION, the LOSS, the LONELYNESS, the EMPTINESS I've felt! Or how much I love my children, my grandchild! I would KILL to be able to share anything with them, like any normal person can, but I am too damaged! How much I longed to be near them, to heal, to be free! But I couldn't! They reminded me of her so much, each one of them! I am sure I would have… I would… I couldn't! GODS HOW COULD HE NOT SEE THAT!? Doesn't he know me? At all?

"Get out of here you disrespectful purple bastard, before I remove you myself!", was all I could say.

The stare he gave me was quite unnerving, even for me. Then , as he turned around, and walked out of the door, I realized…they reminded me so much of myself as well… I should have gone to them. What had I become? Someone who feared the faces his own children? I had left them alone…

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The months after that, only Bra came over. She tried to glue things between me and the boy, and he gave in after a while, but I could still see the disappointment in his eyes. I never told him I was sorry. I just can't seem to get those two short words out of my mouth without gagging. It's impossible. I am `one screwed up dude', as that human Yamcha would say. I'd still want to kick his ass, but I don't fight people who live in the old folks home. Why the hell am I thinking about that old fool anyway? I hate him!

So… my ship is finally done, and it looks ridiculous. But it will take me to New Namek in 4 months, so I won't complain. I will leave tomorrow night. Will they let me use the Dragonballs? How will I use the last wish? Maybe to locate her?

I should state this wish very carefully, or she could come back as an ever living Mahullian slime worm in the marches of Mahul in the far ends of the galaxy!

Maybe she'd like that! Heheheheh… OUCH! What is that pain in my head!? Darn woman! You can't say anything to me, but you'll hurt me never the less! Heh. I like you.

Don't worry, my queen, you will return to me soon…