A/N: Well, seeing as th'other part was so short, I'll try to get this one out ASAP. Well, the pics didn't work, and HG explained to me how to make them work, but…..erm…..I forgot *blushes*. Well the diamond necklace was really beautiful, I downloaded the pic from e-bay, and if you want to check out the pic of Zorn, it's still up on my profile. Well, I trust you will enjoy, and please, PLEASE review. I'll do anything…almost, well, I'll do some things lol. Okay, now I'm gonna go write it. Ok, I tried to give more insight into what the chars were feeling… we shall see how it goes, ne? In case any of you don't know, "ho" means "yes sir".
~ ~ This means thoughts
** This means emphasis
= = This means telepathic thoughts
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Previously on Diamonds Are A Saiya-Jin's Best Friend:
Furiza opened the door, (being a Kold-jin, he could survive out in open space,) formed a large ki ball in his hand, and threw it at the little monkey's planet.
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Vegeta whirled around at the voice. It was Zorn. His father's right hand man, and Vegeta's one true friend aside from King Yalai. Even his relationship with King Yalai was not a real friendship. It was good to hear the voice of Zorn again.
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As he got closer to her office, Vegeta began to sense a second ki in the room with her. He glanced over through the glass wall, which faced into the corridor, and saw her sitting on the sofa, on Kakkarot's lap. His head was bent over her, and although he couldn't actually see what he was doing, he could guess. He was biting her neck, forming a bond, of blood. Vegeta's world began to spin.
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Vegeta came to and was embarrassed to find himself being supported by Zorn. His planet was gone, but that didn't seem so bad when he was secure in her love, but now they were both gone. His two greatest solaces were gone. Zorn was his last hope, (in fact, Zorn was a better solace than Vegeta-sei). Zorn was his last hope for the peace of mind to make plans for battle, and be strong enough to challenge and kill Furiza. Although he now had nothing to live for, when he had seen Bulma lying in…. when he had seen her, there had been a moment of startling clarity. He could not die before he, (as the crowned prince of Vegeta-sei) had affected his revenge on Furiza. It had to be him, the Saiya-jin prince, and now un-crowned king. It had to be him to avenge the saiya-jins. He could not die, not now, not until he had lived his life. He would be all-right, at least he had Zorn, he knew Zorn would always be there. He did not feel he had the strength or courage to walk, but walk he would. Not only that, he would fight, he would plan a war on the Kold-jin empire. Every empire had to fall, what was it that woman was telling him about Chikyuu's history, the Roman Empire, that had been thought undefeatable, had fallen, as all great (or even more obscure) empires must, as the Kold-jin Empire must and would fall. Fall to the saiya-jins, to him, Vegeta no Ouji. He felt the familiar swell of pride in his breast, pride of his heritage, pride of his people, pride of the saiya-jins. This pride was quickly crushed as he remembered that his heritage, his people, that HE was not good enough for Bulma. This, he had already acknowledged but it was heart breaking, character breaking, soul shattering to have her "flout his insufficiency," as he remembered one of the heroines of some book she had once read excerpts to him from had once said. *I must stop this, these thoughts of her, everything relates back to her. Even my plan of war relates to her. This is unacceptable, entirely unacceptable. She was nothing, * but the words sounded stupid as he had known they would.
"My Prince, you have recovered, what is it, who did this to you?"
"No one did this Zorn, I am fine."
"My Prince….."
Zorn trailed off at the glare he received from Vegeta. He vowed he would discover who had so wounded his Prince, in body and in pride. This was not the destruction of Vegeta-sei, that had been expected for some time now.
"Come, my Prince, we must get you checked over."
"Alright, but there is nothing wrong with me."
"Come, my Prince, I have heard the best doctor on the ship is the Head Scientist, Miss Briefs, we shall go and make her check you over."
"No, enough with this, I am fine, nothing happened to me, and there are far more important issues at hand."
Zorn opened his mouth to say that nothing was more important than the now highest ranking saiya-jin, but thought better of it, and engaged Vegeta in war talk.
"Have the other saiya-jins aboard achieved the correct power level for what you wish."
"They have, however, there are still a few things I have to get ready. We shall all go and speak to Furiza about purging missions tomorrow, he does not know we know about Vegeta-sei."
"Ho!"
Zorn shouted saluting his Prince as is customary with the saiya-jins when accepting a formal order.
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Word had got around the ship that Vegeta-sei had been hit by a freak meteor shower. Bulma was hurt that Vegeta hadn't told her about the destruction of Vegeta-sei himself. She knew he had his reasons, she just wished he'd share them with her sometime, she didn't know how much longer she could take it.
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"Furiza-Sama, the saiya-jins are here to talk with you, they have an appointment, I believe."
"Thank-you, Zarbon, send them in."
Zarbon left the Throne Room to grant the saiya-jins admittance, he was beginning to regret volunteering to Furiza's service.
"You may enter, Furiza-Sama will see you now."
He announced, obviously bored.
Vegeta gave him a curt nod, and regally entered the Throne Room, Zorn on his left, and the rest of his retinue behind him, forming a 'V'. Furiza watched them standing in front of him expectantly. They had yet to bow. Finally Vegeta inclined his head;
"Furiza-Sama."
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, my little Ouji-Sama."
"I am no one's Ouji but Vegeta-sei's. I have a request to make of you. My crew and I would like to form a purging squad, we are saiya-jins, and this enforced inaction is not agreeable to us at all."
"Very well. I grant your request. I will draw up a list of the planets I want you to purge, and have them delivered to you within the hour."
"My thanks, Furiza-Sama."
"My pleasure, Ouji-Sama."
Turning way from Furiza with a look of the utmost contempt, Vegeta turned, and stalked out accompanied by his retinue.
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"Well, that went surprisingly well eh, Zorn?"
"My prince, we were supposed to be trying to waylay all suspicion, not meaning to be disrespectful."
Vegeta just smiled a strange smile, hid thoughts obviously elsewhere;
"Hai, that we were."
Then recollecting himself, he turned to Zorn;
"Come let us talk, we have many things to say which we have not had time for amidst these preparations for war. The rest of you, you may do as you like, but report to my chambers in one hour."
"Ho!"
Vegeta and Zorn began to make their way to Vegeta's chambers when they were interrupted by Goku.
"Ouji-Sama, I believe today is the day we were to talk to Furiza."
Zorn looked from Goku to Vegeta with a look of the utmost confusion, here was another saiya-jin, and yet Vegeta did not use him in the war plans, not only that, being out of favour with the Prince, he dared to appear before him, Vegeta was just looking at him. Clear and cold contempt written all over his face. The contempt was more marked than it had been with Furiza. Zorn wondered what Goku could have done to so anger the Prince.
"Yes, and all those non-treacherous saiya-jins and I have indeed spoken to Furiza earlier today. We will receive our purging list later today."
"Do you have any idea which planets we will be purging?"
Asked Goku, slightly confused at Vegeta's implication that he was a traitor.
"No, however, I know which planets *you'll* be purging; none, unless you arrange an interview with Furiza."
"Ouji-Sama, I thought you had plans."
"I do, however those plans do not involve you."
"Don't be stupid, we need every saiya-jin we can get."
Although usually Vegeta would have been extremely angry at being called stupid he was far above that now.
"If I cannot trust a saiya-jin from day to day, how am I to trust him on the battlefield?"
"Why can't you trust me, then, Ouji-Sama?"
Vegeta gave him a look so cold and full of contempt, Goku was tempted to drop his gaze.
"I think we both know why, Kakkarot."
"I don't."
"I'll have nothing with traitors, and I'll have even less to do with liars and cowards."
Goku walked away worried, and utterly perplexed. What was it that he had done to so anger the prince?
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"I believe I was summoned by you, Furiza-sama."
Vegeta announced, with marked coldness. Furiza however chose to ignore this, as he was sure his revenge would soon be complete.
"Hai, I have arranged the list of planets to purge."
Vegeta skimmed through the list; all easy planets. Excellent, everything is going according to plan. Suddenly, Vegeta's glance stopped on a planet a few from the bottom, how he had not noticed it the first time he'd skimmed through he had no idea, but there it was, clear as day. This could prove a problem. Furiza was not as stupid as he…. well, he wasn't stupid. Vegeta took his leave trying not to betray the worry this interview had caused him.
=Zorn, you are required, now.=
"Ouji-Sama."
"Zorn, a problem has arisen."
Said Vegeta handing him the offending list. Zorn audibly gasped on reading it.
"Ouji-Sama!"
then recollecting himself;
"What shall we do, Ouji-Sama? "
"Nothing, there is nothing to do. We'll just have evacuate the Yalai-jins to New Vegeta-sei with us."
"Yes, Ouji-Sama."
Over the next week or so Vegeta and Zorn set about tying up all the loose ends. Finally, ten days later, all was ready, and the saiya-jins were ready to take off. They had only one ship, Nappa, Bardock, and Radditz were sent to prepare the ship for Vegeta. As Vegeta and Zorn made their way toward they ship, fast approaching footsteps could be heard. Zorn looked toward the noise, confused, but Vegeta knew exactly who it was. He would have preferred not to have this meeting, but he was sufficiently recovered to not collapse, and keep his face under semi-control.
"Vegeta-kun, Furiza-sama told me you were leaving."
~ Nani!? 'Kun,' she dared to address his lordship as kun, even he, who had known the Prince since birth, who had a blood bond of camaraderie could not address HRH Vegeta-Ouji as anything less respectful that Ouji-Sama. ~ Zorn glanced over at Vegeta's face, he saw it had undergone a significant change. He had only seen it look like this once before. After he'd fainted, when he'd first come to, his eyes had had that same expression. *This* was the reason for Vegeta's recent…..changes. It was she, and yet she still addressed him as kun.
"Hai. That is so, in fact, Zorn and I were just leaving." He answered her coldly.
Bulma looked as if she was going to cry.
"Why do you do this to me? What did I do. You claimed you love me, well, let me tell *you* something, Ouji-Sama, be that as it may, I will not be treated like this. You just totally ignore me, or, if by some incredible misfortune, we happen to meet, you act so cold. You've been acting horribly lately. You refused to let Son-Kun help avenge his own people, and you treat me with total contempt. I'm sick of it, you've totally cut off the *connection* we had. I can barely feel you anymore, and if I do, you ignore me. I know you know I'm there. You know I love you, I will love you 'till the day I die. Do you know how much it hurts loving someone who hates you? How dare you tell me you loved me until they day I slept with you, then just ignore me!? Goddamnit, Vegeta, there are a hell of a lot of females on this shop who would have slept with you without half as much trouble. I want you to do me a favour, Vegeta."
Vegeta opened his mouth to demand how she could act so high and mighty after having formed a bond with Kakkarot, how she could go on lying when it must be obvious to her that now he knew all about her & Kakkarot, but, to his great surprise, he said simply;
"I am at you service."
Bulma seemed rather taken aback too, but she quickly regained control, she had to do this exactly right so it'd work.
"See that,"
she said pointing at a strange looking contraption sitting to the left of the large reception hall.
""I see it.'
"I am trying to learn to create synthetic ki. I want you to fire a ki blast right at that ball in the middle, alright?"
"Alright, then."
He answered her, too surprised at the strangeness of her request to wonder why she didn't just ask Furiza. He lifted his arm, charged a ki blast, and fired it. Bulma's mouth stretched into a smile of strangely whimsical triumph. She hit a button on the control she was wearing, and the next thing Vegeta saw, the blast was heading right toward her, she'd moved between it and the contraption.
"Bulma, move, dammnit."
He cried while lunging at her to push her out of the way, but it was too slow, the blast had passed right through her, and right through the contraption behind her, proving it to be nothing more than a lump of metal. He looked over to see her lying on the ground, a puddle of her own blood pooling around her, staining her beautiful blue hair.
He knelt beside her, and placed her head in his lap.
"Bulma, what did you do?"
"I stopped the pain, and I will feel your life force 'till I die."
She smiled,
"Thank-you, I know you didn't mean to do me a favour, but thank you all the same."
"Bulma-chan!"
The both looked around to see Son-Kun, apparently he'd witnessed the whole scene, and had only just found his voice.
"Bye Son-Kun."
Then she turned her eyes back to Vegeta, watching his face fade and then disappear into the black surrounding him. She was dead.
Vegeta stood up, shaking noticeably, he had not, for the first time in his life, the faintest control over himself. He picked her up, and silently, without a glance at anyone else, turned and half ran, half stumbled, back to the ship. Once there he placed her in a regeneration tank, he watched her float slowly and peacefully through the healing liquids. But there was no way to heal the dead. He stood in front of it, he was long past exhaustion, long past pain, long pat crying. His life essence was floating before him, dead.
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Heading for the Light
Heading for the light,
Always almost there - never quite.
Working so hard to get within reach,
Then black returns - sucks light like a leech.
Reaching at, grabbing for, something true,
But like the light, they're soon gone too.
Nowhere I turn is there any light,
Journey's so tiring, don't want to fight.
But I can't stop, the light's still there,
So I go deeper into the lair.
Heading for the light,
Always almost there - never quite.
Working so hard to get within reach,
Then black returns - sucks light like a leech.
All I want's a bit of light. A flicker,
But no one, no torch. The black gets thicker.
Open my mouth to scream, black chokes,
Think I see light, only a hoax.
Blissful ignorance crushed underfoot,
Natural light polluted by soot.
Heading for the light,
Always almost there - never quite.
Working so hard to get within reach,
Then black returns - sucks light like a leech.
Black has become my natural state,
Ocean deep - fed by anger, by hate.
Cushioned fall - solidified by black,
Nothing left on which to fall back.
Heading for the light,
Always almost there - never quite.
Working so hard to get within reach,
Then black returns - sucks light like a leech.
The question echoes; why, why, WHY!?
Why am I the one left to die?
I don't expect an answer to come,
All I want is to become numb.
Numb to the hate, numb to the pain,
I just want to be whole again.
I look to the light, I strive for the light,
At the end of the tunnel, pure and white.
I know it's useless, that light'll soon be gone,
I know too I'll keep journeying on.
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Ok, that was a poem I wrote, and I thought it fit, well, not all that well, but kinda ….. anyway, all comments on the poem or the story are greatly appreciated! J
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A/N: Well, mien lieblings, (my darlings in German, I think….) that is it. If any of you have seen Batman and Robin, you know how Dr Freeze has his wife in that glass tube thing, well, that's what I was thinking of with Bulma in the regeneration tank, y'know. Well, I'm real sorry this took so long, there's been quite a lot of stuff going on. Um thanks to the four people who reviewed part two, and everyone who reviewed th'other parts. Ciao.
--B-Chan
(PS, Thanks to all the authors on my MSN list for their support.)
