When Future Trunks had entered their world the boy knew there was a risk of altering this reality.

But when the day came everyone got to meet the androids, who looked different according to Future Trunks, Vegeta started to feel something strange. Of course he didn't say anything at first but when things got to the point of fighting, it got worse. It started with extreme fatigue. He was getting hot and sweaty and what do you know, he was out of breath. He was on the scene as last. Goku was fighting that wierd looking android with that womans nipple on his head. The Ka me ha me vanished when being trown towards it. All the powers got absorbed and that was when Vegeta wanted to intervene the fight. Kakkarot couldn't fight them both at once and he couldn't just stand there and watch it go wrong with that clown.

"Screw this, I am going in," he growled and wanted to fly towards them.

"Vegeta no! Let Goku handle this," called Krillin. But it made him only angrier. Clenching his fists Vegeta started to growl.

"Why does it always have to be that clown! I am the Prince of all Saiyans. I does not have to take order from an dwarf earthling! AHG..." Suddenly Vegeta had to stop his insults from a sudden pain comming from his arm. Everyone, except for Kakkarot and the androids, truned their head. Piccolo stared at him with his intense eyes. He sensed something was wrong.

"Vegeta... you're hurt. Your powerlevil is fading fast." Vegeta couldn't stop his trembles as his breaths came out like little puffs. He looked at them and wanted to say it was non of there business but then his chest started to really hurt. It knocked him off his feet and landed on his knees. Both hands were clenching his armor.

"Hey, vegeta," Gohan exclaimed.

The Saiyan Prince tried to breathe through the pain but it only got worse and worse. His heart was raising and his body felt hot like fire.

"You're turning blue there, pal," Krillin axiously giggled. Sweat was forming on the Saiyans' themples and the look on his face was frightened.

"Kkkknnnnnnggg... my chest..." Vegeta grunted. His eyes closed shut as he bended forward. Sweat was now dripping from the tip of his nose to the ground.

Yamcha and Gohan looked at each other. There was something crossing their mind about something that Goku had told them. Goku would die from a heart virus three years after that kid from the future visited them. A virus that could get to a Saiyan. It was hard to wrap your head around it as it is but... what if Trunks was wrong about Goku being sick? What if Vegeta got sick instead of Goku? Because this looked a lot like a heartattack to them.

"Damned, I came here for a good fight... Now... I can't even get up... Agghhh..." Clearly Vegeta wasn't okay. Because he just confessed his defeat. After a few puffs of air Vegeta grunted angerly as he tried to get up afterall.

But then Krillin had to catch Vegeta from falling forward.

"Uhhgnnn..."

"Woah, Vegeta! Looks like you're having a hard time. What is wrong?" It was a shock for them all.

Out there up in the sky Goku also got a glimpse of Vegeta's fading powerlevil and looked down.

"Hey what's going on there!" Krillin looked up for a second but when he was about to answer Vegeta shook his hands off from him.

"Get lost, Baldy. Kakkarot! Don't let your guard down, you idiot! It's nothing!" He was trying to stand when a sudden pang in his chest sended him right back on the ground. This was no good. Tien just watched the Saiyan shiver in agony as he crossed his armes.

"This is looking a lot like a heart attack guys," Tien said with worry in his voice. Gohan bit his lip as he moved closer to the Saiyan Prince.

"Oh thats it! He must've gotten the heart virus that Trunks from the future told Goku about." Gohan eyed Piccolo and he just nodded before looking at Gohan's father.

"Goku! Vegeta is having a heartattack. I think that kid named Trunks wasn't joking when he said his visit could alter this reality. Looks like you're going to be fine, afterall."

Goku cursed. Turning his focus back on one of the androids he had to make a move before they went to his friends. He had to make sure this wasn't going to happen.

"Give him a Senzo bean, Krillin. Maybe it works!"

"Right," Krillin nodded.

At this point Vegeta couldn't ignore his situation. He heared what Piccolo said about him having the heartvirus instead of Goku. That stupid Trunks! Why did he come here into the first place! His hands stiffend up around his upper chest, desperate to loosen up his armor for a bit of air. Although he knew it wasn't helping. Yamsha and Gohan hovered over him as Vegeta faltered backwards.

They didn't know what to do. This was Vegeta. Not long ago he killed Namek and Yamcha. That was why Yamcha didn't want to come that close to him. Even when he was down like that. Gohan was a bit more concerned as he grabbed a hold of Vegeta's arm.

"That's right. Hold him still, Gohan." Krillin started to rummage through his little bag of beans.

"Vegeta? Take the Senzo bean. It may or may not heal you up. At least it wouldn't hurt to try."

Vegeta had his glazed over eyes only fixed on the blue sky. He couldn't face these earthlings while he was depended on them. It was embarrassing. He opened his mouth and chewed the bean. Swallowing was surprisingly difficult but he managed after a few tries. His mouth was dry and his throat felt like it was closing down with every breath he took.

There was a moment when Vegeta felt no pain. But it lasted only for a few seconds before it came back even worse. In shock of this pain he tried to sit up again. It only made him dizzy and nauseous. But that could be from the sharp intakes of air with no satisfaction of getting enough oxygen. And above all, he started to lose vision.

"Hey, Vegeta. Feel any better, yet?" Gohan asked as he came into sight. Vegeta blinked at him for a moment. Piccolo grunted. They didn't know what went on inside his head right there but Vegeta felt like passing out and wanting to puke at the same time. His face drained as his lips trembled.

"N-No..." he answered weakly. Like that wasn't obvious.

"Looks like the Senzo bean didn't work."

Vegeta fell back on the ground. His head made a bounch but he merily noticed. All he could think of was air. Something he didn't seem to get enough of.

This took way to long, Piccolo thought. He doesn't have to suffer. They'll just need the antidote.

"...C-Can't breath... AAhhggk... Need... this...away..." Vegeta trembled in pain as he stayed down pulling at his armor...

"His armor is too tight. I think he wants us to help him get rid of it," Krillin said. Close to passing out, Vegeta stopped him.

"s' No u-use..." Vegeta's eyes rolled back into his head and went limp for a moment. A little too soon his body started to convulse again.

"How is he doing down there?" Goku asked concerned while dodging another blast. Vegeta's powerlevel went dangerously low.

"Not good. He passed out. Senzo bean didn't work. We need the antidote!"

"Oh yeah! I left it at my house. Figured it would be safer there. ChiChi knows how clumsy I can be. I probably would've broke or lost it a long time ago if ChiChi wasn't so cautious about my life."

"Right. I'll go get it!" Yamcha promised.

A blast suprised Goku and got back to his fight with android 19. This was no time to chat.

"He is not paying enough attention to the fight. We need to bring Vegeta back to Bulma's house. He can rest there," Piccolo was talking to Krillin. The little guy knew what to do.

"Undertood."

Vegeta was still shaking while being out of it. His lips had turn purple by now. As soon as Yamcha left the scene Krillin took the deadweight over his shoulder and flew away. During his flight Krillin realised that he got to be the one explaining to Bulma what had happened to her boyfriend.

"Oh boy, that would be a challenge."

...

Vegeta was out. But while Krillin was carrying him during the flight his body started to heat up with fever. So this was really that virus Trunks had warned them about. Well, luckily there was a cure. Yamcha was already on his way. And eventhough Vegeta needed some recovery-time after this, it was still beter this way. Now that Goku wasn't the one who had to get this. He could fight the androids without blowing up the planet.

Bulma cried out when she caught a glimpse of the pointy black hairs of her favorite Saiyan behind Krillin's back.

"What happened? The fight? Is he hurt?"

"Worse, he is having that heartvirus, Bulma. He needs the antidote Yamcha is getting. We need to get him on his bed."

They acted quickly. Vegeta was settled in his room. The poor Saiyan started to wake up already. Pain was written on his sweaty face.