A/N: So after watching Final Atonement for the 538 time I decided to write a short story about that one lonely night when Vegeta was in Hell and Bulma was broken-hearted. If you watch the series then you know it was only one day that Vegeta was dead but it has a lot of impact on both. And I decided it would best be a first person POV my first attempt at that. Read and see!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z or anything associated with the Dragon Ball title, in fact I own nothing at all.

Final Atonement

It was hot but with a slight warm breeze passing over my cuts. It didn't hurt much anymore, soon I wouldn't feel pain. My ribs felt like they were stabbing into to some important organs, oh well. I wanted to apologize to Trunks for knocking him out like that, but I won't get the chance. I needed him not to see this, even if I had to take him out of the fight like that.

This rocky wasteland would soon be my grave… a fitting end for a warrior. I don't want to spend too much time babbling, after all, the devil is waiting for me. I look at the so-called monster in front of me. Pathetic really, a fat pink blob with the mind of a child. I would have rather died against Freeza or Cell, but no Kakarot denied me that.

I clench my teeth thinking about that clown. But then I let my anger go, I realize it is not his fault. It was my choice, my choice to let Babadi take over my mind, my choice to fight Kakarot and let Majin Buu out, my choice to face him alone. Sometimes my pride can lead me to do dumb things like this. But it was not my pride that has guided me to this decision, no it was something else. Something that woman… I mean Bulma, had said once before. It started with an L…. ah, who cares now it does not matter.

I look towards the pink blob and prepare myself to end this. The life of tyranny and cruelty I lived up to my war on Earth and Namek. Then the life of determination during the war with the androids and Cell. The life I lived with the woman and her son. Our son. How many times have I called him son? Not as often as I would have liked. Now as I face my death I see that I do have regrets. I was never a good father or husband (A/N: Read my note at bottom for explanation.:)

"I think I finally understand you, let's go!" I say to the blob as I power up. All my energy is focused into this final power up.

The dust in the area flees from the wind and lightning that forms around me. I smirk at the pink blob as he has no idea what is coming. He starts to babble about something of turning me into candy or a cracker or whatever.

I laugh at his foolishness. "You are a fool, I am going to crush you and throw you into the wind!" I yell at him as my power reaches its maximum. The blob looks at the power around him that I have created and shrieks in fear. Funny, I didn't think it could feel fear.

"Trunks, Bulma I do this for you…. and yes even you Kakarot." I say to myself as I center all my power to myself.

I gather all the power I have created and scream one last time. "AAAAAHHHHHHHHH." My cry can be heard for miles as all the power starts to destroy everything in the vicinity. I feel the pain in my body start to leave and darkness fills my mind. No, not yet I need to give everything I have.

I keep crying out as this pain is unbearable, but it will soon be all over. I keep my mind focused on using every ounce of Ki I have left. I feel Majin Buu's power dissipate, but it is not enough. I keep going and pushing myself. I know that I am going to die but I want to make sure that he is gone completely. I can no longer feel my body but only the Ki that it still has, I use that too. Everything that I have and more is put into this blast.

Finally I can no longer scream as my mouth is gone. Not just my mouth but I can no longer feel anything except for sadness. I watch as a massive white stone plummets towards the earth. It takes me a second before I realize that it is what is left of my body.

I start to float upward to be judged for my sins and sent to Hell for all the pain I caused. But one thing haunts me the most. It is the pain I have yet to cause…

"Bulma…" I whisper as I float towards the heavens.

"What's this weird feeling I have in my heart? I think I know. Vegeta what has happened to you?" I said inwardly as I looked at the disappearing yellow blast. Something was very wrong in my heart. I couldn't describe what it was but it hurt every time I tried to remember Vegeta's face. I felt myself shaking.

No that was the ship, Yamcha was never the best pilot. After a very uneasy landing with the help of 18 everyone left the ship leaving me with this sick feeling in my heart.

I could feel tears forming in my eyes. "Vegeta…" I whispered trying to remember his face. I couldn't no matter how hard I tried. The feeling got worse and I closed my eyes trying to push this sick feeling out of me, but my heart hurt so much trying to remember the man I love.

Deep down I guess I already knew but I couldn't accept it. I wiped the tears away and walked off the ship.

Fin.

A/N: First no one knows when Bulma and Vegeta got married so I am going to say during the seven years if you don't agree oh well. And I know the first chapter is short but it needed to start out with his death and then the next chapters will be longer and covering more. So let me know what you think I appreciate all opinions.