Death Of A Saiyan, Don't Come To Me Bulma

"No Bulma! Don't! I'm here with you!!" Vegeta yelled, but he knew it was no use. She coulden't
hear him.

Bulma stood up and walked over to her air car and Vegeta followed.

"I'll live, one last week. I have somethings, I have to do..." Bulma hopped in her veichal and
flew off with Vegeta flying above her. They soon landed at Capsule Corp and Bullma scurried
inside to meet with her children, Trunks and Bra. Wiping away the last tear that was surfaced
on her flushed face, she entered Trunks' and Bra's room.

"Whats wrong Mommy?" Bra asked, confused by the look of sadness on het mother's face.

"What happned?" Trunks said as he sat down on his bed.

"Your father... died today. He killed himself because..." Bulma stopped to wipe away more tears
that were threatining to fall. "Of the death of Goku." She finished.

"Daddy is gone?" Bra's eyes got very moist as did Trunks'.

Vegeta watched the whole thing from the doorway. "Their crying over me?" he asked. He watched
his family sob and cry. He couldn't take it any more and walked away. He went into his old
bedroom, the place where he slept before he got with Bulma. "I never did move my stuff." He
said looking at his belongings, still untouched. "The damn woman will probably never touch
anything in here. She'll want to keep it the same as when I was living in it."

Vegeta walked out of the room and back to where Bulma was, still cradeling their children.
Vegeta's wing twitched again. He walked out of the house and went for a walk. A long walk to
calm him. Along his walk he stubled across a gohst communicator. "Feh, yeah right. I wonder if
she'll be able to hear me. HAHAHA." Vegeta walked inside. The room that the comunications were
held in were behind another wall. He walked through that wall and watched a woman with green
hair 'communicating' with a gohst.

"I can't do this." She said. "It's to hard."

"What if i pay more?" The cutomer said.

"Ok, We can try that!" The green haired woman said as she took 50 Yen from the customer.

Vegeta started to laugh. "What a pathetic thing to do. Oh, why don't you just take all of her
money, maybe you can hear someone when your richer!" He chuckled. He left. "I'm certainly not
going to get any help there, eh Kakarotto?"

Up in Heaven, Goku laughed.

Vegeta returned to Capsule Corp and made his way into Bulma's room. She was there crying face
down on her bed. Yamcha came in the door. He walked over to Bulma and hugged her. Vegeta got
jelous. His fists clenched into balls and his teeth gritted. He growled as a flash of anger
went through him. Bulma quickly sat up.

"Vegeta?" She asked as though she felt his anger.

"What are you talking about Bulma? Vegeta isn't here." Yamcha said.

"Your right. How silly of me. To think Vegeta would come watch over me. I can't belive I just
considered that." She said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You'd better damn consider that Bulma. Because I'm right behind you!" Vegeta got even angryer.

Bulma looked around. "Yamcha. Can you go away?" Bulma asked.

"Sure." Yamcha said and left.

"Yeah, you damn well better get out of here, you peice of crap." Vegeta sneered after Yamcha.

"Vegeta. If you are here, I want to tell you, I'm going to be with you soon." Bulma sobbed out.

"I Don't want you to be with me! Bulma! Don't!" Vegeta tried to shake her but his hands went
through her.

Bulma walked out of the room.

"I have to stop her. But how....?"


To Be Continued...