Vegeta grimaced at the balance left in his account when he finished writing the last check for the final bill. "Kakarot had better appreciate this," he growled quietly. He handed Raditz a credit card. "Buy some groceries. I'll be back later… you don't look fit to spar with."

Raditz glared at him. "Not fit to…" he spluttered. "I looked good enough to fuck for three hours straight, but I don't look like I can spar?!!!"

Vegeta smiled, pulling the warrior down to kiss his nose. "You were the one in the frilly pink apron and hair bows. Who could resist?" he teased. "I'll be back tomorrow, and you had better be ready."

Raditz watched Vegeta vanish into the distance, not certain whether to scowl or laugh. Spotting the apron, he opted to scowl, and incinerated the obnoxious thing with a single chi blast. Still scowling, he went to check on his brother.

"Kakarot?" The food still sat on the plate, spoon again raised partway, empty eyes on the view outside the window. His brother's mouth was slightly open, as if waiting for the spoon to finish its interminable journey and deposit the miniscule amount of food it contained. Raditz pushed his hair back, sighing. Again, he took the spoon from his brother's unresponsive hand and put the hand back into his brother's lap. The food he took downstairs to heat up.

Kakarot… what is it that's wrong with you? Will having Vegeta take care of the bills raise your spirits any? The meal reheated, Raditz carried it back upstairs, settling at his brother's side. I wonder… could he have bonded the harpy? Vegeta told me a true bond wasn't possible, but maybe a partial bond did exist. Maybe that's what's wrong.

He knew from experience the spoonfuls he gave his brother had to be small. The first bite was placed, his brother gagging, then swallowing mechanically. "Vegeta took care of the bills. He gave me a credit card to get some groceries with." He'd hoped for more response, barely registered the slight flicker of the other's eyes. "And he's coming back tomorrow… Kakarot?" There was no mistaking the way his brother had flinched away.

"He's coming to spar with me. I've missed a month of training." Ah! Surprise stirring in apathetic eyes, even as he recoiled from another bite of food. "And you have to eat. Since you wouldn't feed yourself, I'm feeding you, and you know you're eating."

His brother's full lips parted, accepting the bite Raditz had ready. Raditz frowned again as even the apathy faded, leaving nothing behind. Empty eyes. "Tomorrow, when he comes, why don't you come out and watch us? I know I told you to stay up here and rest, but I think… I think you've been up here too long. I… miss you, miss having you to talk to downstairs."

A brief flicker in those black eyes. His brother had finally finished his meal. "I'll be back up later, once the kitchen's back in shape. Do you need anything?"

The slightest shake of his head. "Well, alright then." Raditz picked up the tray, pausing at the door to look back at his odd younger brother. The sun had set, but the man still stared out the window reflecting those lost, empty eyes.