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characters portrayed within this story… but you knew that didn't you? I mean…
if I DID… Dragonball wouldn't be over… I'd be making some new stuff right now…
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This is my first DBZ fanfic… please be nice… thank you~!
~*Damn you, Kakarott*~
In the very
early hours of the morning, a figure slowly made it's way through the darkened
house. Despite his incredible eyesight, every once in a while an unseen toy
would jab into his bare foot, and the mighty Prince of all Saiyans would growl
under his breath.
Damn
brat, how many toys does he need anyway?
Vegeta
yiped as a play soldier stabbed into the arch of his foot. As much as he felt
like screaming, and blasting the damn thing at that moment, he wouldn't dare.
All I
need is that fool woman to come down here and start screaming at me for waking
up the little brat.
With a
heavy sigh, he finally managed to find his way to the kitchen and opened the
large refrigerator, allowing it's light to illuminate the small room. Poking
around until he found something that appeared edible, he closed the door and
made his way outside.
How did
Kakarott get lucky enough to find a mate who could cook?
The Prince
snorted to himself as he closed the patio door behind him.
Knowing
that baka, being a good cook was probably what led him to that annoying woman
in the first place…
Grunting as
he plopped himself down in the middle of Capsule Corp's backyard, he ate his
early morning snack in quiet, then lay down and observed the stars above him.
Pathetic…
that's what I am… pathetic. How did I end up here anyway? It should have been so simple… one stupid
little mud ball in the hundreds that I have taken or destroyed … it should have
been so simple to do my job and move on. What went wrong?
Kakarott.
Of
course.
You baka,
even dead you manage to rule my life. I could destroy this pathetic planet of
yours single handedly … you know that don't you? I'd find a way around your
son, I don't care how powerful he is! You hear me, baka?
Vegeta snickered
to himself for a moment before quieting down again.
Kuso!
Now I'm even talking to you in my thoughts! Bah! Damn you, Kakarott! The name
Vegeta used to be feared through out the galaxy! They used to run when it was
rumored that I was coming!
He snickered
again.
I was
feared almost as much as Freeza. Ah, yes … those where the days … now I'm just
considered 'Goku's' little fr… fr-… 'friend'… BAH!!!
"I'M NOT
YOUR FRIEND, YOU BAKA!!! I'M NOT!!! DO YOU HEAR ME? DO YOU HEAR ME,
KAKAROTT???"
A light in
the upstairs bedroom flicked on and the mighty saiyan scooted a few feet to the
left so that he would be under the cover of trees. A moment later, the light
flicked off again. He grumbled under his breath and went back to watching the
stars.
You knew
I wouldn't be able to destroy this planet when you were giving your life,
didn't you? Because that fool woman and brat were here. You knew you didn't
have to worry about me anymore because of them, and because of how powerful
your son had become, didn't you?
Damn
you, Kakarott.
I don't
like being thought of as a joke. Let alone someone's friend. I was your prince,
you baka, even if you chose not to accept it.
His scowl
deepened.
And what
am I the Prince of now, huh? Myself. I'm the last full-blooded saiyan. Our
entire race … annihilated. Just like so many races by my own hand. A hand
attached to one of Freeza's strings.
"So what am
I supposed to do now, Kakarott? Huh? What have you left me with? Without you
around to annoy the hell out of me … I can't seem to find anything to do with
myself."
Vegeta
snorted under his breath and closed his eyes.
"And that
brat of yours keeps looking at me like he expects something of me."
~He
wants you to spar with him, Vegeta.~
"Shut up,
Kakarott, I'm trying to think."
There was a
soft chuckle, and the Prince's eyes suddenly flew open to take in the empty
yard around him.
"K-Kakarott?"
~Heya,
Vegeta!~
Dumbfounded,
the smaller saiyan leapt to his feet.
"Where are
you?"
~I'm
still dead, if that's what you mean, I'm talking through King Kai.~
"But… but
why?"
There was
an ethereal giggle that annoyed Vegeta as much in his death that it had while
Goku had been alive.
~YOU
called ME, Vegeta.~
"I … I did
what?"
~A few
minutes ago, you hollered out my name and I heard you. I thought you wanted to
talk … since … you know, when I talked to the others on Kami's lookout a couple
months ago you weren't there.~
"Yeah,
well… I had no desire to watch those babbling friends of yours mourning your
death."
~Or see
your son revived?~
"Drop it,
Kakarott."
~Whatever
you say, Vegeta… so why did you call me?~
"I didn't."
~Yes you
did … you said-~
"I KNOW
WHAT I SAID, YOU BAKA!!!"
~*laugh*
Well, okay.~
"Apparently
you're just as intelligent in death as you were in life, Kakarott."
~Gee!!
Thanks, Vegeta!~
The Prince
made a disgusted noise under his breath.
"That
WASN'T a compliment!"
~Okay,
if you say so…~
"I DO."
There were
several minutes of silence as Vegeta settled himself on the lawn again, and
closed his eyes.
~Vegeta?~
"You're
still here, baka?"
~Hai!
Um… could you do me a favor?~
The
Prince's eyes sprung open once again.
"Me? Do YOU
a favor? Are you serious?"
~Hai!~
"Ugh… I
suppose…if I feel like it…"
~Thanks,
Vegeta! So… could you spar with, Gohan? Just once maybe?~
"Nani!?!
Spar? With your brat? WHY?"
There was a
nervous giggle that annoyed the Prince once again.
~Well,
he's been missing sparring with me… and Piccolo's too busy with Dende.~
"I will not be your brat's
surrogate father!"
~No!
That's not it, Vegeta!! It's just… he needs it … as a release. You of all
people can understand that, right?~
"*Humph* …
maybe."
~Please,
Vegeta? I KNOW you'd never back down from a challenge, considering how MUCH
stronger he is than you and all…~
"HE'S NOT THAT
MUCH STRONGER, YOU BAKA!!!"
Another
giggle irritated the Prince again.
~Whatever
you say … but I know you're curious … I know you well enough by now…~
"You know
nothing, you baka."
Silence.
Vegeta could almost see the knowing grin on Goku's face.
"*Ugh*….
FINE!!! I'll go tomorrow."
~Thank
you, Vegeta! I really appreciate it, but I've gotta go now, okay?~
"Whatever."
~Take
care of Bulma and Trunks … they need you.~
"….."
~Maybe
one day we'll get to have our battle, eh?~
"Count on
it."
~But until
then … thanks for being such a good friend!~
If the
Prince of all Saiyan's still had a tail, it would have bristled at that point,
but before he could mouth off again, Goku's energy disappeared and he knew he
was alone.
"Damn you,
Kakarott."
He found
himself almost smiling as he said it.
