Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Renaissance ❯ Prologue ( Prologue )

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A second Chance....



By I luv Vege



If Goku didn't die in the hands of Cell.


WARNING: Yes this is a Yaoi fic, between our favourite two Saiyajins! Goku and Vegeta!! And yes, in later chapters there will be either a lemon or lemon(s). And there will probably be some mild language, nothing too bad though! Oh and I plan for this to have angst, but not too overpowering! This is NOT going to be some dark fic!!

DISCLAIMER: Nothing associated with Dragonball Z, Akira Toriyama, Toei Animation etc.. Is owned or claimed to be own by myself!! So.. Fuck off!! And NO I am NOT profiting from this! *Sob* *Sob* Although it would be nice.... haha!


Prologue:



**Goku's POV**

The threat was over. The world was safe. My son, the saviour of our planet tightly embracing me. I look over his shoulder and see a figure. This figure has his back turned towards me and I can tell his arms are crossed in his usual stance.

Vegeta.

Not rejoicing or reserving his place in the line to congratulate Gohan, but relieved in his own subdued manner. This I can tell.

I lie awake, those images still vivid in my mind. What keeps drawing me back to that scene? Beside me Chi-Chi lays, her arm wrapped securely around me, although I am not returning the intimate gesture.

There were words. Harsh, but not menacing.

"Your brat surprised me"

It was a feat in itself for the mighty Prince of the Saiya-jins to admit he had been wrong, let alone offer some sort of praise. Then without another word, he was off.

I don't know when I'll see him again. Maybe if Chikyuu-sei is under threat again? Its as if I'm wishing for it to happen, just for an excuse to be near him.

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The morning rays shone upon my unsleeping eyes, still weary from the previous days over exertion against Cell. I couldn't sleep. My mind was troubled. I fear I wont ever sleep again until I am in the arms of my desire.

Today there was to be a celebration at Capsule Corporation. The whole Z gang was to attend and celebrate the downfall of Cell, and to summon the eternal dragon, Shenron. Cell had the blood of many on his hands, his victims life energy drained from their bodies. Now they had a second chance.

Everybody deserves a second chance. It had been said that I am weak for my over trusting nature. I have always been like this, but not to the point I am now, if it wasn't for Vegeta. I spared his life. I instructed Krillin not to impale him in the heart, a blow that would surely be fatal. And now I thank myself for that decision, for if he had been killed in cold blood, I would not know him and feel for him the way I do now. When I first met him, he was too far gone in the midst of his lust for blood. It had engulfed his senses, leaving no room behind for anything else.

Now that Freiza had been eradicated, Vegeta realised there is finally no one there to dictate his every move anymore. Not that he liked it or even accepted it, it was purely out of force he acted the way he did. Yet I seemed to be the only one that believed he deserved a second chance. The only exception being Bulma. But it is just Bulma's nature to be trusting, plus he needed a place to stay and she had plenty of space.

I don't have feelings of jealousy towards Bulma. No. If it wasn't for her, Vegeta would never have the chance to have kids. Little Trunks is under the age of one, and already showing the fighting potential of his mirai self. Now that Vegeta knows that the other super Saiya-jin is his son, I sense a hint of pride for the boy radiating off him.

But the boy was right. Vegeta and Bulma were just a 'passion' thing. I get the feeling that they just used each other as a form of release, and don't have any true feelings of love for each other. Sure they do have feelings for each other, but nothing more than friendship, although Vegeta still refuses to admit he does actually have friends. Especially if that person is me.

There is still the issue of Chi-Chi. I am as confused as Vegeta when it comes to love. I know he doesn't understand the concept, and if he can't, then I have no hope. I know I am made out to be a complete 'baka', but I think i have been misjudged. No, I can't go out and get a human job, and no, I don't always have the most intelligent say, but i am intelligent in my own way. Its just like saying a person who has not been trained in Martial Arts is pathetic because he/she cannot perform a perfect round-house kick. It is completely unfair.

Chi-Chi seems to think that I am in fact in love with her. I don't see how when most of the time she is cursing at me for being me. I can't help that fighting is in my blood! Personally I think she is a total hypocrite to say that fighting is bad, and I should pay more attention to Gohan's education, but I cant! I think she forgets sometimes that she used to train in martial arts too. How can she love me, when she is telling me not to be who I am?! I was told that love means loving the person for who they are, including their faults. Of course I feel for Chi-Chi, but I no longer crave her, need her, want to spend every waking hour with her. Actually that is not true. For as long as I can remember, I've always preferred fighting...

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Thanks for reading.... Sorry this is short, but it is only the prologue, I will update the first chapter as soon as possible! Which will be MUCH longer!!! Thanks for reading!

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