The other was family as far as he was concerned. He loved him, that's all there was to it; no need for any other statement. He thought that after all the heartache, the pain the lies, everything would be as it should. He only hoped for the best, and he lied to himself saying it was alright, that the other didn't mean it, and therefore over-looked everything.

Eventually, the smile that was once so bright it put the sun to shame was reduced to naught but a frown of epic proportions, so much that not even the darkest of nights could even begin to compare to it. Heavy clouds began to fall upon our hero's shoulders as the weight of his own lies was brought upon him. He didn't want to get up ever, not even to eat. He became so depressed and ill he was only allowed to walk around the house.

Months after this condition, he finally decided to write a letter to the cause of all his pain. Sure, that was mean; sure, he was forgiving and kind, but everything had its limits.

Prince,

I gave you so many chances, that I feel you have had enough. You refuse to learn from your mistakes and I'm tired of it. I was always the one to say sorry, I was the one who apologized for your behavior. It was I that couldn't sleep at night when something was wrong. It was I that started to lose hope, lost faith and started to die inside.

If you were struggling through any of this, for any amount of time..you have an amazing ability to play dumb.

I won't, and very honestly refuse to point fingers, or even accuse, but I will, however, take the steps needed. You and I are done. This can't go on. I held you closer than people I knew all my life. I turned them away for you, and then I turned my back on myself. Well, now I am going to be the person I was before you. I'll start from point A if I have to.

If you still don't get it, I'll spell it out for you. I'M TIRED. You give me no respect, you talk down to me, I'm never good enough, and you get mad when I follow my instincts. Sorry, but your messages are crossed and your connection to me is fading fast. There is nothing you can do or say to reverse this.

You now are the sole Saiyajin survivor, because I don't want to be your underling. I hate doing this, but it has to be done, or I'll rot from the inside out. So here is to us and what could have been. Here's to you being an ass and hoping to never seen you again.

-Former Third Class Saiyajin

Kakarot.

With the letter complete, Goku rose from his temporary seat and flew from the house shakily, slipping the paper under the door so that if, and when Vegeta found it, he would be long gone. His task being complete, he smiled to himself, and returned home, telling everyone to pack and that they were heading out on an adventure where no one, not even the likes of a Saiyajin prince, could find them.

thanks to my beta! love you Ana 3