Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Drabbles - Goku/Vegeta ❯ In a Sea of Blood ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Lady Kaoru 
Vegeta and Goku train.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.24.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 249 | Visits: 460 | Status: Work In Progress
Vegeta and Goku train.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.24.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 249 | Visits: 460 | Status: Work In Progress
In a Sea of Blood
Vegeta forced his eyes open and was surprised to see the sun nearing the desert’s horizon. He’d been unconscious for hours. Summoning his strength, he pushed himself up onto his elbows and focused his bleary eyes on his surroundings.
Blood. Everywhere.
How much of it was his own and how much belonged to the unmoving figure beside him, he couldn’t tell. He itched from it dried onto his skin in the brutal afternoon heat. The sand was saturated with it. The air reeked of it.
Muscles screamed of the battle waged. Broken bones ground with every movement. Ripped clothing hindered him as he inched across the sand. With mixed feelings, he confirmed the body was still breathing.
Searching through the man’s clothing, Vegeta found what he sought and pushed it into his mouth. Within seconds, a wave of strength washed away the pain. He jumped to his feet, marveling at the increase of power as dried blood flaked away and was carried off on the gentle breeze.
Holding another bean, he looked down at the prone figure and whispered, “You’re lucky I need you, Kakarot. I could easily terminate you, but you’re the only one who can make me stronger.”
Vegeta forced his eyes open and was surprised to see the sun nearing the desert’s horizon. He’d been unconscious for hours. Summoning his strength, he pushed himself up onto his elbows and focused his bleary eyes on his surroundings.
Blood. Everywhere.
How much of it was his own and how much belonged to the unmoving figure beside him, he couldn’t tell. He itched from it dried onto his skin in the brutal afternoon heat. The sand was saturated with it. The air reeked of it.
Muscles screamed of the battle waged. Broken bones ground with every movement. Ripped clothing hindered him as he inched across the sand. With mixed feelings, he confirmed the body was still breathing.
Searching through the man’s clothing, Vegeta found what he sought and pushed it into his mouth. Within seconds, a wave of strength washed away the pain. He jumped to his feet, marveling at the increase of power as dried blood flaked away and was carried off on the gentle breeze.
Holding another bean, he looked down at the prone figure and whispered, “You’re lucky I need you, Kakarot. I could easily terminate you, but you’re the only one who can make me stronger.”