A Whole New World

© 2002 by SaiyaSith

Disclaimer: DBZ is someone else's property. This is my homage to the creator. Don't sue me!

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The box was plain. There was nothing on it to signify that it held any treasure. But as the Saiyan Prince lifted the lid, he realized that what he held in his hands was priceless. He had found the box tucked away inside a capsule hidden in his mate's sock drawer. He didn't know what to expect when he found the small device, and after the puff of smoke had cleared, the sight of the simple white box confused him. Vegeta studied the exterior and noticed that the edges of the lid were well-worn as if it had been handled often. The man who had once feared nothing but Frieza, found himself shaking when he reached for the cover.

Inside the box lying on top was a memory book…their memory book. Vegeta didn't even know Bulma had kept such a thing, but the box was filled with the book and many mementos of their years together. A small capsule labeled "diaries" sat next to one that held the title "pictures". Hot tears fell to the floor unnoticed as the Saiyan's hands slowly looked at the things inside. Rough hands gently turned the pages of the album. Early pictures of Vegeta's very first visit had been clipped from newspapers and glued into place. Curvy handwriting and tiny notes surrounded the photo. An arrow pointed to his tail and the phrase "nice ass" was highlighted. In spite of his grief, Vegeta smirked. Had she found him attractive even then? He wondered. The next page was covered with hand-drawn sketches obviously done on notebook paper. Tiny representations of himself and his mate holding hands and other silly pictures were glued in place. Incredulously, the Saiyan noted that the dates on the pictures showed them to have been drawn a full two years before his son was born! With a melancholy sigh he realized that her attraction had been one-sided at that point in time. He had been too obsessed with achieving the Legendary status to notice the god-send right under his nose.

Shaking off the depressing thoughts, he put the book on the side and looked through the rest of his treasure. A very old dragon radar, probably the one she used on Namek lay in a plastic cover. His finger slowly traced the contours of the device his woman had so ingeniously created. She summoned the power of the dragon and used it for him. The pain in his heart at her loss flared again with the thought. Beside the dragon radar was a scrap of a shirt. Vegeta snorted when he realized that Bulma had saved a piece of the infamous "Badman" shirt. It was the first human thing he had worn. How had she even found time to collect these things? He wondered. Numerous other objects sat alongside the capsule case that held…three…capsules. Vegeta wondered at the third capsule that was strapped to the bottom of the case containing Bulma's diaries and picture collection.

The strange capsule was unmarked except for a strange tear-shaped drawing in what appeared to be permanent marker on the side. It was not a standard CC item, so Vegeta could not tell if it was for storage or if it was a house or even a vehicle. A strange sensation came over him as he held the cool metal in his palm. It was a sense of…destiny, perhaps? The Saiyan wasn't sure, but he carefully replaced the items where he had found them. Tonight, for the first night in over a month, he was not going to watch the sunset. Vegeta decided to eat a hearty meal and spend the evening going through the things his wife had so lovingly left behind to comfort him.

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A/N: Once again, another short chapter. I hate posting them this short, but I feel under less pressure to write if I can just post what I've got when I write it. It makes for less writer's block that way, and thus quicker updates for you guys. Eventually, I may combine chapters to make them longer, but for now, I wanted to get this party started, if you know what I mean! Thanks for reading!!!