Mind Games
By: Kay Breifs
Summary: An old friend of Vegeta comes to earth to kill him. Vegeta's afraid that his friend will find out about Bulma and their children.
Chapter 1: Remember Me Not
The man knew what he had to do. He hugged his wife and children closer to him. It would be the last time he would see them in a long time. It had to be done. There was no other way. Leaving them would be better then having to watch them die.
"Why do you have to go?"
The man looked down at his wife. He will miss her in the time he would be away. Next he looked down at his infant daughter. She looked at him with large trusting blue eyes. It hurt him to know that she would be growing up without him in her young life. His son was another matter. He was mad at him for leaving, for "not fighting", he said. The boy was becoming more like hish father every day. "I have to leave. I'll come back. I promise to come back."
"I'll hate you every day until you come back."
The man stared at his son. Pained filled him at his words. He reached behind his back to bring out a sryinge ( I don't think I spelled that right but oh well :P ) filled with a bluish liquid. "No you won't. You won't even remember me." He grabbed his son and hugged him. "Take care of your mother and sister. You're be the man of the house for awhile," he whrispered into the boy's ear. He pulled him away far enough to reach the boy's arm. He made sure the sryringe was set to let half of the liquid into a person. He put the needle into his son's arm and press the button. The boy's eyes droop down and close as if he was asleep. He kneel down and gentle layed him down.
His wife watched him as he stood up, took their daughter, place a gentle kiss on her solf, fuzzy blue head, and eject her with the bluish liquid before placing her gently on top of their son. "What did you do? What is that?"
The man step over to her and place his lips on hers. His lips stayed inches away as he spoke. "It's not dangerous. I asked your father to make me something so people won't remember me. I know this guy, we grew up together. He can read minds but not mine. I don't want him to find you, kill you. It's better this way," he said almost sounding like he was still trying to convense himself and her.
"There must be another way. There must! I don't want to stop remembering you. Please?" she begged him.
"There's no other way." He replaced the empty bottle with a new one and set the sryringe. "Please?" He leaned over and kiss her one last time. He ejected the liquid into her arm.
"Vegeta!"
"I'm sorry Bulma." Vegeta held her in his arms as the liquid took over her body. He fell with her in his arms and wept.
By: Kay Breifs
Summary: An old friend of Vegeta comes to earth to kill him. Vegeta's afraid that his friend will find out about Bulma and their children.
Chapter 1: Remember Me Not
The man knew what he had to do. He hugged his wife and children closer to him. It would be the last time he would see them in a long time. It had to be done. There was no other way. Leaving them would be better then having to watch them die.
"Why do you have to go?"
The man looked down at his wife. He will miss her in the time he would be away. Next he looked down at his infant daughter. She looked at him with large trusting blue eyes. It hurt him to know that she would be growing up without him in her young life. His son was another matter. He was mad at him for leaving, for "not fighting", he said. The boy was becoming more like hish father every day. "I have to leave. I'll come back. I promise to come back."
"I'll hate you every day until you come back."
The man stared at his son. Pained filled him at his words. He reached behind his back to bring out a sryinge ( I don't think I spelled that right but oh well :P ) filled with a bluish liquid. "No you won't. You won't even remember me." He grabbed his son and hugged him. "Take care of your mother and sister. You're be the man of the house for awhile," he whrispered into the boy's ear. He pulled him away far enough to reach the boy's arm. He made sure the sryringe was set to let half of the liquid into a person. He put the needle into his son's arm and press the button. The boy's eyes droop down and close as if he was asleep. He kneel down and gentle layed him down.
His wife watched him as he stood up, took their daughter, place a gentle kiss on her solf, fuzzy blue head, and eject her with the bluish liquid before placing her gently on top of their son. "What did you do? What is that?"
The man step over to her and place his lips on hers. His lips stayed inches away as he spoke. "It's not dangerous. I asked your father to make me something so people won't remember me. I know this guy, we grew up together. He can read minds but not mine. I don't want him to find you, kill you. It's better this way," he said almost sounding like he was still trying to convense himself and her.
"There must be another way. There must! I don't want to stop remembering you. Please?" she begged him.
"There's no other way." He replaced the empty bottle with a new one and set the sryringe. "Please?" He leaned over and kiss her one last time. He ejected the liquid into her arm.
"Vegeta!"
"I'm sorry Bulma." Vegeta held her in his arms as the liquid took over her body. He fell with her in his arms and wept.