Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You're What?! ❯ Realizations ( Chapter 9 )

You're What?! Chapter 9: Realizations

Vegeta collapsed after blasting yet another outcropping of rocks, his hair fading back to its normal inky blackness. Breathing heavily after physically dispelling his pent up anger, the Saiyan Prince rolled over onto his back and stared up at the stars. His eyes instantly fell on his home planet and he sighed. It was both comforting and eerie to be able to look up into the sky and see a vision of the planet he was once destined to rule. At rare times, like these, Vegeta would wonder what life would have been like had his planet never been blown up. One thing was for sure; he wouldn't be sitting out in a desert covered in dirt, venting the anger his stubborn, over-emotional mate had elicited. But then again, he wouldn't have his precious mate or his mischievous son. Somehow, Vegeta knew that if given the choice to never have been in Frieza's clutches and growing up on the planet Vegeta or living his life as he had; he would endure the tortures of Frieza's army a hundred times over to be with his family.

Vegeta tore his gaze away from the illusion that his planet was, and growled. Thinking of what-ifs would get him nowhere. What was done was done, and there was no way the past was going to change itself, so why bother thinking about it? Instead, Vegeta's thoughts turned toward the source of his aggravation: Bulma. Vegeta knew that his wife was not totally in control of her emotions, due to the brat she now carried; however, the prince did not think he was unjustified in being angry with her. She was the one that was so concerned about him staying with her during this pregnancy, she was the one who got worried sick about his reaction to the baby, and yet, when it comes to trying to help she yells at him and throws his attempts back in his face! His temper flaring up again, Vegeta raised his hands and sent a ki-blast hurtling up into the heavens with a scream of frustration. What the hell did she want from him?

Putting his hands behind his head, Vegeta continued to search the stars, as though they held the answers to his dilemma. Perhaps he should just leave for the duration of the pregnancy and come back when the brat was born. That way he wouldn't have to degrade himself by attempting to be all comforting and emotional only to have it casually batted away and called not good enough. Because that was what Bulma was practically telling him, right? His attempts at making her feel better weren't good enough, so why should he stick around? She apparently didn't need him, and he definitely could not put up with her constant bitching and moaning. He had been willing to try things her way, to stay around and be the 'loving' husband. But this just wasn't working. He was not going to go tiptoeing around his wife just because she could blow up in a flurry of emotions at any second. He did things as he pleased and he was not going to rearrange his life because she "needed" him. There was no way that he could watch every phrase he uttered, monitor every move he made, just to make sure Bulma was happy.

Abruptly, Vegeta stood up. His mind was set, he would go on back to Capsule Corp., grab the nearest stocked spaceship, and he would be gone. Levitating off the ground, the prince blasted off toward his home. His home. Vegeta stopped in mid-air and blinked at that thought. Never in the all the years he had lived at Capsule Corporation had he called the place his home. What had made him do so now? Floating on back down to the ground, his arms crossed firmly across his chest, he started walking on back toward Capsule Corp. Perhaps he needed more time to think this through, walking home would give him that time.

Was Capsule Corp. his home? He had certainly lived there longer than anywhere else in his entire life. He had to admit that he enjoyed the luxuries of the gigantic house. But no, he was fooling himself. He liked the house, but that wasn't why he thought of it as his home, it was due to a blue-haired vixen, a rambunctious boy, and a yet to be born terror. Even despite his anger and misgiving about what he should do, Vegeta smirked at the thought of his family. His family had taught him what it felt like to be love; to be cared for no matter what happened in life. No matter how badly he had messed up in the past, his mate and his son had always stood by his side with quiet support and love. It was because of them that he had a home, and it was in that instant that Vegeta realized that wherever his family was would always be his home. No matter how mad he might be at his wife, there was no way he could possibly leave her or his son.

Vegeta stopped walking due to the shock of this discovery, for it was one he had never consciously made, even if his heart had known the truth for years. He had known over the years that he had grown fond of his family. Hell, he had even given his life for them; something he would have never thought possible even five years ago. Yet, even after sacrificing himself for their safety, Vegeta had never fully admitted to himself how important his family was. He loved them, at least as well as he could. They were his life. This knowledge hit him like a ton of bricks and his arms fell to his sides as he became as still as a statue. He had not sacrificed himself in an attempt to kill Buu just to protect Bulma and Trunks, but also because he knew that without his family he had no life at all. It was better to kill yourself to save those you love, to make sure that they are safe, than to live in a world where they do not exist.

Vegeta finally moved, his shock subsiding, and turned his eyes once again toward the heaven above, almost as though seeking solace in the vision of his desecrated planet. It was the vision of what he had lost and also of what he had gained. Thoughts of his past, a life that seemed so distant to him now, floated through his brain. Ever so slowly, a smirk spread across Vegeta's face and he let out a low chuckle when he thought of a particular desire he had held for many years: to be immortal. It was ironic really. He had spent many agonizing hours, and had even died, attempting to reach that one goal. After the whole Namek episode, Vegeta had given up on thoughts of immortality, believing that he would never had it. It wasn't until this past hour that he realized that he had achieved his immortality well over nine years ago and would do so again in about five months. His children. A piece of him would always live on through them. They were his legacy, and at that moment, Vegeta could not think of a better legacy to leave behind.

Vegeta tore his eyes away from his previous home and turned back toward Capsule Corp. There was no way Vegeta could go back there and express everything that he had just now discovered about himself. He could not return back home and confess his undying love to his mate and child; but then again, they did not expect him too. Somehow, they knew. They knew he loved them, even when he himself did not know. The proud Saiyan Prince shot up into the sky once again, his mind made up. He would return to his family. He knew it would not be smooth sailing, and this was far from the last fight he and his wife would ever have, but he wouldn't have it any other way.

Hey everyone! I know, I know. This chapter is pretty short. I was going to make it longer, but then I decided that I liked this chapter's focus on Vegeta and some of the thoughts going through his head. The next chapter should be out pretty soon, considering that I already have most of it thought up…it was going to be the ending to this chapter! J

I would like to address some reviews I have gotten, and don't worry, it is nothing bad. I just want to clarify some things. First of all, I know a few of you have been telling me that Vegeta is out of character. I know he may seem a little 'softer' (if that is the right word to use with Vegeta), but I am trying to portray Vegeta's evolution into a man that goes to the mall willingly, a man that seems comfortable at his home, a man that becomes worried about his appearance (aka the mustache incident we see in GT). I think through out the series there have been enough subtle hints about Vegeta's behavior with his family to assume that in the comfort of his own home, he may be a little more open about his emotions than when other people are around. Don't fret though, the arrogant Vegeta will show himself in a later chapter when the group has a get together. Second, for anyone that may be confused, you can have sex while you are pregnant. It is a personal choice for every couple to make, but no harm will come to the baby if you decide you can't hold out. ;) (hint, hint….I don't think Bulma and Vegeta could make-up with out any physical contact.)

Anyway, I think that covers everything for now. Please let me know what you think! I loved all the reviews I received last time, thanks to all of you that took the time to do so. Let's keep it up! The button is only a short click away.

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