Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Spirit of Vegeta ❯ Anger & Confusion ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters

 

Author's Notes: This is the sequel to “A Worse Punishment” you will not understand this story if you have not read it.

 

The Spirit of Vegeta

By: Nova Starlight

 

Part 2: Confrontations & Confusion

 

Bulma awoke the next morning and looked over at Vegeta's side of the bed with a sigh. It looks like he had once again spent the whole night training and had not come to bed. She pulled aside the blankets and prepared herself to face everyone as she went downstairs to make breakfast.

As she was walking downstairs, she heard the sound of a spaceship engine roaring to life. She rushed down through the hall and out the storm doors in the kitchen to see Vegeta standing outside loading up the spaceship with supplies. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“I am going to space,” he commented, without even turning around to see her reaction.

“Why/” she asked.

“It is none of your business,” he replied. “And there is nothing you can do to stop me.” Then he picked up another box of training droids and carried it into the ship.

`I would never even think of trying to stop you,” she shouted back. “All you would do if you were here is bitch and moan anyway.” Then she turned around to stomp back into the house but was instantly embarrassed as she found that they had an audience. Future Bulma and Vincent were standing on the other side of the open storm door just watching their argument. Instead of addressing them, she walked right past them and started breakfast.

Another person who had seen the entire scene was Future Trunks, he had been standing on the balcony of the second floor guest bedroom and he was unsure of what to do about what he had seen. He knew deep down that Vegeta was probably feeling stressed by their presence and it was causing him to lash out. Sometimes he wondered to himself how much healthier Vegeta would have been mentally if he had been able to admit his problems, at least to himself. Maybe he should suggest to his mother that they cut their trip short and return to their own timeline. If he really thought about it, maybe the trip had not been a good idea in the first place.

Downstairs, Bulma prepared the food and ate it silently; it was almost as if she was not even going to acknowledge Bulma and Vincent's presence. Present Bulma left the room when she had finished, indicating that she intended to return to her room and go back to bed for a little while longer. This left Present Bulma alone with Vincent and the silence just continued. “I am sorry about last night,” he commented finally.

`Don't worry about it,” she replied. “I am not concerned about what happened and I think both of us should just forget it.” Then she stood up and took her plat to rinse it out in the sink. He saw that she was still looking outside at Vegeta and he could not quite make out the expression that came over her features. As he saw the ship take off through the window, he also saw Bulma leave the room with tears in her eyes.

In the backyard, Trunks and Goten were sparring with each other and were unaware that Future Trunks' wife Angelina was watching them. A few minutes later, Future Trunks joined her and she could not stop herself from commenting, “Look how cute they are, it is amazing to see what your childhood could have been like if there had not been any androids.”

“Yeah it is amazing,” he replied. Then he wrapped his arms around her and thought over what she had said. He wished that Goten would have been born in his time, Gohan had been a great master and friend but he would have loved to have had a friend near his own age. It was at that moment that Trunks tripped Goten and Angelina could not stop herself from laughing.

This drew the attention of the two boys, and they finally realized that they were being watched. They stopped immediately and sat down in the grass near Trunks and Angelina. “EWWWW,” Present Trunks commented. “You are hugging a girl,”

Angelina continued to laugh and she responded, “Someday you will want to hug girls too.” Then she reached out and lovingly smoothed his hair. Seeing the boy Trunks could have been, made her want a child with Trunks, more than she ever had before. They went back to sparring and she wondered to herself when a good time would be to mention wanting a baby to Trunks.

Three days passed and so far there had been no reports from Vegeta, at least ones that Bulma told anyone else about. Everyone had basically continued their visit as if he had not pulled a hissy fit and taken off and everything seemed to be going well, except for the fact that Future Bulma and Vincent had not made love since they arrived. As they lay in bed, Vincent kissed every inch of her that he could reach and began to slide off her nightgown. It was then that she pushed him away and said softly, “Not tonight, darling.” Then she rolled over and snuggled up to sleep.

Vincent's frustration was growing intense, this was definitely a moment when he wished that he could revert to his pissy Vegeta self and demand that they make love, as silly as that sounded. As he watched her eyelids flutter closed as she drifted to sleep, he was under siege once again by his thoughts. Was she really just tired? Or was he once again competing with the memory of himself for her attention?

He got up from the bed and decided to take a walk outside and hopefully he would become tired enough that he could get to sleep. At least he would not have to worry about running into Vegeta, since he had not yet returned from space. To his surprise he ran into someone else outside, future Trunks. He was sitting there staring up at the sky and he asked, “What are you doing out here?”

“I could not get to sleep,” he replied.

“Me either,” Vincent commented smiling. Then he sat down on the ground next to him and wondered what he should say next.

Then Trunks asked, “Are you and Mom getting along okay?”

“Yes,” Vincent replied cautiously. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, I can see that out visit seems to be putting a strain on everyone, especially when I see Bulma and Vegeta fighting.”

`You saw that too?” he asked. When Trunks just nodded he said, “It is a little bit strained but that is to be expected. Besides, from what I have been told Bulma and Vegeta fighting was pretty commonplace.”

“I guess you are right,” Trunks agreed. “Now, I am glad that I did not approach mom about cutting our visit short because of their fight.” It was then that their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a landing spaceship on the other side of the complex.

`Well, I think both of us should be heading back to bed,” he commented. “I would really rather not run into Vegeta tonight.”

“I understand,” Trunks said with a laugh. Then they walked back into the house and up to their separate bedrooms where there wives were sleeping peacefully. The only one not in bed asleep was Present Bulma.

She was sitting in the kitchen sipping tea for the fourth night in a row. She had somehow known that he would not be gone long and she wanted to be up and waiting when he arrived. Maybe he would have some reason for why he took off that he would finally be willing to divulge. It was at that moment that he walked in and began to raid the fridge. It was like he had not even seen her. “I have been waiting for you,” she called out. “I was hoping that we could talk, maybe about why you took off.”

“I don't have to explain anything to you,” he replied. “I felt like going to space to train, so I did.”

“So, there was no real reason, you just felt like it,” she said snidely. “Fine, maybe one day you will trust me enough to tell me what the hell you are thinking.” Then she stood up and walked upstairs to their bedroom. Vegeta should have followed her, but instead he sat down at the kitchen table and began to eat a large midnight snack.

The next day was no different from any others; Vegeta avoided all contact with everyone by training in the gravity room. Though unlike before his mind was unable to focus and his thoughts were running rampant. Just as he was starting to get focused, the gravity powered down so Vegeta stopped training and waited for his son to enter. He never considered it could be anyone else because who else would even want to see him.

He was very surprised, when Vincent walked in instead. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked angrily. “I am trying to do some training in peace.”

“Peace,” Vincent mused. “I did not think you would know the meaning of the word. Especially since it seems that you like to stir up emotions and trouble with everyone around you.”

“Why you insipid little weakling,” he tossed back. “Why don't you go fuck off? Where do you get off telling me what to do?”

“Wow,” Vincent replied. “You started out really eloquent, but in the end you reverted to trash talk like always.”

“Will you quit babbling and just say whatever it is you interrupted me to say?” Vegeta asked spitefully.

Vincent breathed a deep sigh and looked away from Vegeta's piercing gaze. “I came here to tell you that I think you should treat Bulma better.”

“It is none of your business,” he shot back.

“It is my business,” Vincent replied. “She loves you but if you do not wise up soon, you are going to lose her. Do you really want someone to take your place?”

It was at that moment that Vegeta could no longer contain his anger. He swung out his fist very lightly and landed a punch square in his face. Even though he used probably only a 1/16th of his full power, Vincent went flying back into the gravity room wall. As Vegeta approached him and prepared to punch him again he closed his eyes and shouted, “I am you Vegeta!”

“What?!” Vegeta exclaimed.

“I am you; I am the Vegeta that died in the future fighting the androids. Twenty years after I died, The Supreme Kai approached me where I was in Hell and offered me the chance at a new life on earth.” It was then that he paused for breath and opened his eyes to see Vegeta's fist was stopped in midair just inches from his face.

“I wanted to tell everyone that I was Vegeta but I was told that if I did my life would be revoked and I would return to Hell. So, I was forced to live as Vincent and win over Bulma all over again. I only came here suggesting that you treat Bulma better for your own good. Do you realize how hard it is to hear my Bulma talk about how badly I treated as Vegeta?”

“I want proof,” Vegeta stated, seeming to blow off everything else Vincent had said. “Tell me something only I would know.”

“All those years that you worked for Frieza You never told his that you saw your planet blow up and you pretended to believe his story about how your planet was destroyed by another rival and that he had tried to stop it.”

It was then that shock truly took hold over both of them, each of them experiencing that emotion for different reasons. Vincent realized that he had told Vegeta everything and that his life had not been revoked, was that because they were in a different timeline? If he could reveal his secret here, then that means that he could tell Bulma and Trunks too. Vegeta's head was filled with thoughts and wonder, he would have never have guessed that Vincent and Vegeta could have been one and the same. Would twenty years in Hell truly change him that much? Would a change like that even be the best thing? He was so preoccupied that he did not notice Vincent stand up and leave.

When Vincent entered the kitchen to get a glass of water, both Bulmas were sitting there at the table drinking tea. “Oh my god,” exclaimed Future Bulma. “What happened to you?”

`I just had a little encounter with Vegeta,” he replied unthinkingly.

“Are you serious?” Present Bulma asked. Then her anger kicked in and she shouted, “Why that pompous asshole.” She turned to leave and go confront him herself, but Vincent grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“It's ok,” he assured her. “It was my own fault.” Then he got a glass of water and sat down at the table next to his wife. Present Bulma sat down as well but she was still fuming, but future Bulma calmly sat there sipping her tea as if nothing had happened.

 

To Be Continued. . . .

 

Author's Notes: I'm sure everyone notices that this story will be pretty short, there is only one\e chapter left and it should be posted sometime within the next month. Thank you for your patience and your reviews.