Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z.
Author's Note: This one is dedicated to SaiyanPrince541. You wanted to see something a little different from me. I hope you like it.
Fighting is what I've always known.
You train at every available opportunity.
I eat and sleep for this.
I live to be at the very top where I belong!
I'm the Prince of all Saiyans.
I'm from an elite class of warriors who's destined for greatness.
How did I get to this place?
A blue haired Earth woman has tainted me with her touch.
I allowed such a thing to happen.
Temporary insanity.
Only problem is I allowed this to happen again.
Along came an abomination of an offspring.
My heir is a demi Saiyan.
What was I thinking to surround myself with such filth?
The woman speaks about love, family, and other nonsense.
I don't need anyone!
I've become so soft that she doesn't even remember who I am.
My whole existence is to be the most powerful.
I should be the ruler of the entire universe.
Instead I got sidetracked.
I've become attached to the very thing I never wanted or needed.
That blasted loudmouth woman was right about me.
I don't know how or when I slipped up, but that's exactly what I did.
This is completely inexplicable and totally unacceptable.
I've changed!
An absolutely ridiculous notion that's actually true.
The woman showed me kindness and stood by my side.
She's the mother of my child, my son.
A boy who's more like me than I'll ever admit to.
Of course, they mean something to me.
I fought for somebody other than myself for the first time.
I know that I'd sacrifice myself for my family again if the need arises.
I truly care about them, and I might even love them.
Bulma and Trunks are my family after all.