Author: NeoBahamut
Archive: Of course!
Warnings: ??? I don't think there are any in this one...
Description: Sequel to 'Stars' and 'Promise of the Stars'. This is one of the last fics I'm going to write for a while. I need time to brainstorm for my next series!
Gohan flew over the continent of Antarctica, looking for a place where he could be alone for a little while. His cloak fluttered in the wind with his short, black hair as he increased his speed slightly. He was also investigating the dying power he had felt earlier. It felt familiar, but he wasn't quite sure who it was.
His eyes widened when the ki level dropped dramatically. He narrowed his eyes in concentration and flew in the direction that he had last detected the power level, increasing his speed and praying that he wasn't to late to help one of his friends. Scanning the ground below, Gohan spotted something out of place in the almost never-ending blanket of white.
//What's that? Kami, I hope that isn't one of the others...// Gohan thought mentally, flying down towards the small black shape.
Landing, Gohan took a closer look at whoever it was. Black, upswept hair, black body suit, saiyan battle armor... Yamcha didn't have *that* much hair. It had to be...
"Vegeta!"
Gohan immediately stripped himself of his cloak and placed it over the saiyan's body, picking up the prince in his arms. He gazed at the unmoving form in both surprise and horror. There was no sign that any warmth was inside the immobile body, only the ragged breathing of Vegeta told the half saiyan that the other man was alive.
"How'd this happen? I'd better get him home..."
Gohan lifted into the air, carrying the comatose fighter with him, and immediately sped off towards the son house. The young warrior prayed to whatever gods there were that he was in time...
~*~
Vegeta stirred slightly, the odd feeling of warmth around him coaxing him into awareness. The saiyan's eyes fluttered open, only to be greeted by almost total darkness. He felt the warmth of a thick blanket on top of him and below him, instantly telling him that he was in earthling bed. Sitting up, Vegeta glanced around the room curiously.
A wooden desk sat on the far wall; it was covered in stacks of neatly piled books. That was pretty much the only other furniture besides the bookcase which was also piled with books.
//Where am I?// Vegeta wondered.
~*~
"Are you sure that that's the last time I have to heal that saiyan lover of yours?" King Kai complained, looking seriously at the man next to him.
"Yes, King Kai! He just needed a little inspiration to live, that's all," Goku, replied, chuckling slightly.
"Whatever you say... Don't ask any more favors of me, though, alright?"
"Of course!" Goku had his trademark grin etched across his face.
Goku smiled as he gazed up at the multi-colored sky above snake way. Maybe living with King Kai wouldn't be as bad as he thought. The only problem to be worked out now would probably the constant telepathic calls to his family on Chikyuu and Vegeta...
"Hey, King Kai?" Goku asked timidly.
"What is it now?!" growled the plump, blue man.
Goku bent close the King Kai's ear and whispered his request. The blue man merely smiled and nodded several times. Gregory and Bubbles looked at each other, confused, but eventually shrugged it off as they began moving down the silver path once again.
~*~
Vegeta yawned as he pulled on one of his spare outfits, his sore muscles protesting quite vocally and causing the saiyan prince to wince. Picking up a small piece of paper and a pen, the saiyan jotted down a brief letter, expressing his gratitude to whomever had saved him from death. When he had finished the note, Vegeta went to replace the pen where he had found it only to notice that it was no longer a pen.
//What the...? A letter?//
Curious, Vegeta unfolded the small piece of paper and began to read what was written in golden letter across star-covered stationary. The saiyan prince did not notice any of the fancy paper or lettering, though. It was the words which wrenched at his heart.
'Hey Vegeta!
Don't go hurting yourself 'cus of me. Keep on living for me, your star.
Love ya forever
Goku
~Owari~
*Wags tail proudly as she munches on her slim jim and chugs some code red.*
Archive: Of course!
Warnings: ??? I don't think there are any in this one...
Description: Sequel to 'Stars' and 'Promise of the Stars'. This is one of the last fics I'm going to write for a while. I need time to brainstorm for my next series!
Gohan flew over the continent of Antarctica, looking for a place where he could be alone for a little while. His cloak fluttered in the wind with his short, black hair as he increased his speed slightly. He was also investigating the dying power he had felt earlier. It felt familiar, but he wasn't quite sure who it was.
His eyes widened when the ki level dropped dramatically. He narrowed his eyes in concentration and flew in the direction that he had last detected the power level, increasing his speed and praying that he wasn't to late to help one of his friends. Scanning the ground below, Gohan spotted something out of place in the almost never-ending blanket of white.
//What's that? Kami, I hope that isn't one of the others...// Gohan thought mentally, flying down towards the small black shape.
Landing, Gohan took a closer look at whoever it was. Black, upswept hair, black body suit, saiyan battle armor... Yamcha didn't have *that* much hair. It had to be...
"Vegeta!"
Gohan immediately stripped himself of his cloak and placed it over the saiyan's body, picking up the prince in his arms. He gazed at the unmoving form in both surprise and horror. There was no sign that any warmth was inside the immobile body, only the ragged breathing of Vegeta told the half saiyan that the other man was alive.
"How'd this happen? I'd better get him home..."
Gohan lifted into the air, carrying the comatose fighter with him, and immediately sped off towards the son house. The young warrior prayed to whatever gods there were that he was in time...
~*~
Vegeta stirred slightly, the odd feeling of warmth around him coaxing him into awareness. The saiyan's eyes fluttered open, only to be greeted by almost total darkness. He felt the warmth of a thick blanket on top of him and below him, instantly telling him that he was in earthling bed. Sitting up, Vegeta glanced around the room curiously.
A wooden desk sat on the far wall; it was covered in stacks of neatly piled books. That was pretty much the only other furniture besides the bookcase which was also piled with books.
//Where am I?// Vegeta wondered.
~*~
"Are you sure that that's the last time I have to heal that saiyan lover of yours?" King Kai complained, looking seriously at the man next to him.
"Yes, King Kai! He just needed a little inspiration to live, that's all," Goku, replied, chuckling slightly.
"Whatever you say... Don't ask any more favors of me, though, alright?"
"Of course!" Goku had his trademark grin etched across his face.
Goku smiled as he gazed up at the multi-colored sky above snake way. Maybe living with King Kai wouldn't be as bad as he thought. The only problem to be worked out now would probably the constant telepathic calls to his family on Chikyuu and Vegeta...
"Hey, King Kai?" Goku asked timidly.
"What is it now?!" growled the plump, blue man.
Goku bent close the King Kai's ear and whispered his request. The blue man merely smiled and nodded several times. Gregory and Bubbles looked at each other, confused, but eventually shrugged it off as they began moving down the silver path once again.
~*~
Vegeta yawned as he pulled on one of his spare outfits, his sore muscles protesting quite vocally and causing the saiyan prince to wince. Picking up a small piece of paper and a pen, the saiyan jotted down a brief letter, expressing his gratitude to whomever had saved him from death. When he had finished the note, Vegeta went to replace the pen where he had found it only to notice that it was no longer a pen.
//What the...? A letter?//
Curious, Vegeta unfolded the small piece of paper and began to read what was written in golden letter across star-covered stationary. The saiyan prince did not notice any of the fancy paper or lettering, though. It was the words which wrenched at his heart.
'Hey Vegeta!
Don't go hurting yourself 'cus of me. Keep on living for me, your star.
Love ya forever
Goku
~Owari~
*Wags tail proudly as she munches on her slim jim and chugs some code red.*