He had finally done it! He had defeated Kakarot! He stood over the lifeless form, head tossed back as he laughed. But even as his laughter echoed around him, his tears began to fall. What had he done? He had killed him. Killed Kakarot. He couldn't be wished back anymore. He had already been wished back far more times than he should have. Vegeta continued with his maniacal laughter. Even still, he finally understood. His obsession with the fight against Kakarot. It had never been about defeating him. It wasn't even the thrill of the battle or proving he was stronger. Thinking back on the past, he remembered all the secret smiles. That feeling of euphoria when Kakarot was so close to him. How he had loved it. To be so near him. Near Kakarot. No.. Near Goku. So he had forged an alliance with him. He became an earthling and married. That got him closer.. But it wasn't close enough. They were always the closest when fighting. When in battle. He let his mouth run off so many times that he had even convinced himself the entire time.. He just wanted to prove that he was the best. He had believed it and blinded himself to the truth. To his true feelings. His laughter turned to sobs and he screamed his grief and guilt for whoever was close enough to hear. Tears fell in streams down his cheeks for he finally realized, he was in love with him and with his hands, he killed the only one to ever truly hold his heart.