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Title: In Search of a Cure Rating: R for now Pairing: Goku and Vegeta Summary: Vegeta is infected with an incureable disease, the only known cure is on another planet! Will Vegeta survive? Read and Find out!
Chapter 1
He was done for, he was truly done for. His last time dying and living, how could it be? Vegeta sat on the edge of his bed, the doctors had confirmed it, he was dying of a disease which had never been heard of, and since it was never heard of it had no cure. He wouldn't be able to be wished back, not even by the Namek Dragon Balls. He would be dying of a natural cause, he had almost thought of killing himself, but he couldn't, he knew he couldn't, he was afraid of death. His biggest concern was when, the doctors had estimated a year, but he couldn't be sure, not at all, they had never encountered this disease and they had no proof from past experiences that it would be at least a year. Some part of him welcomed the fact that he would be gone, no longer needing to prove himself, he could live in hell, but he truly didn't want to go to hell, nor heaven, and especially since last time when he had been sentenced to hell. First he didn't care where he went, but as he experienced the cold dark place it truly was, he never wanted to go back, it was like being on Frieza's ship all over again, cold, dark and lonely.
Vegeta had gone in for a check up, he had been sleeping in more his internal clock not going off as it usually did, and his training had been effected he could only train for a few hours at most, and he would have to stop due to the pain. When Bulma had found out the results she was in she had rushed off and told everyone, like he would want the company. He wasn't exactly thankful for the company the others had provided, but he welcomed it in his own way, he was actually surprised any of them came, he was sure they would have blown him off. Kakarot, he had been one of the firsts to know, and he knew off the bat that the soft hearted Saiyan would be first to come, and he had been right.
Ever since this morning, Kakarot and the others crowed him, bombarding him with questions. Bulma had been running tests on him, trying to come up with a cure. His pain had intensified with the others around him, his head was swimming with unanswered questions, and the first to notice his discomfort was Kakarot, he was getting everything first, even the unsaid information. It was strange, too strange.
With these last thoughts Vegeta fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Goku sighed, this had all happened too fast, he was supposed to be getting a heart virus and dying, but it was the other way around now, except it wasn't a heard virus. He couldn't let his fellow Saiyan die, but there was no cure. His train of thought was disrupted as Bulma walked into the room. "I couldn't find anything that even resembles a cure, but I did find out what it does to the body." Goku looked up, worry in his eyes.
"It attacks the blood stream, then moves on to main organs, then soon killing it off. Sort of like a slow acid, it will eat through anything that comes near it, but it's not contagious." Goku looked back down again, "We can't tell Vegeta then, we still have a chance to find a cure, maybe Kami can tell us what it is?"
"But Goku we don't even know the name of the disease, unless we took Vegeta to him," Krillen added. Goku smiled standing up, "That's a brilliant idea!" Putting his two fingers to his head he teleported into Vegeta's room, where the Prince was sleeping soundly. Careful as to not wake the sleeping Prince, Goku lifted him up, before teleporting off again.
A/n: what do you think should I continue? R&R Please!
Title: In Search of a Cure Rating: R for now Pairing: Goku and Vegeta Summary: Vegeta is infected with an incureable disease, the only known cure is on another planet! Will Vegeta survive? Read and Find out!
Chapter 1
He was done for, he was truly done for. His last time dying and living, how could it be? Vegeta sat on the edge of his bed, the doctors had confirmed it, he was dying of a disease which had never been heard of, and since it was never heard of it had no cure. He wouldn't be able to be wished back, not even by the Namek Dragon Balls. He would be dying of a natural cause, he had almost thought of killing himself, but he couldn't, he knew he couldn't, he was afraid of death. His biggest concern was when, the doctors had estimated a year, but he couldn't be sure, not at all, they had never encountered this disease and they had no proof from past experiences that it would be at least a year. Some part of him welcomed the fact that he would be gone, no longer needing to prove himself, he could live in hell, but he truly didn't want to go to hell, nor heaven, and especially since last time when he had been sentenced to hell. First he didn't care where he went, but as he experienced the cold dark place it truly was, he never wanted to go back, it was like being on Frieza's ship all over again, cold, dark and lonely.
Vegeta had gone in for a check up, he had been sleeping in more his internal clock not going off as it usually did, and his training had been effected he could only train for a few hours at most, and he would have to stop due to the pain. When Bulma had found out the results she was in she had rushed off and told everyone, like he would want the company. He wasn't exactly thankful for the company the others had provided, but he welcomed it in his own way, he was actually surprised any of them came, he was sure they would have blown him off. Kakarot, he had been one of the firsts to know, and he knew off the bat that the soft hearted Saiyan would be first to come, and he had been right.
Ever since this morning, Kakarot and the others crowed him, bombarding him with questions. Bulma had been running tests on him, trying to come up with a cure. His pain had intensified with the others around him, his head was swimming with unanswered questions, and the first to notice his discomfort was Kakarot, he was getting everything first, even the unsaid information. It was strange, too strange.
With these last thoughts Vegeta fell into a deep sleep.
~*~
Goku sighed, this had all happened too fast, he was supposed to be getting a heart virus and dying, but it was the other way around now, except it wasn't a heard virus. He couldn't let his fellow Saiyan die, but there was no cure. His train of thought was disrupted as Bulma walked into the room. "I couldn't find anything that even resembles a cure, but I did find out what it does to the body." Goku looked up, worry in his eyes.
"It attacks the blood stream, then moves on to main organs, then soon killing it off. Sort of like a slow acid, it will eat through anything that comes near it, but it's not contagious." Goku looked back down again, "We can't tell Vegeta then, we still have a chance to find a cure, maybe Kami can tell us what it is?"
"But Goku we don't even know the name of the disease, unless we took Vegeta to him," Krillen added. Goku smiled standing up, "That's a brilliant idea!" Putting his two fingers to his head he teleported into Vegeta's room, where the Prince was sleeping soundly. Careful as to not wake the sleeping Prince, Goku lifted him up, before teleporting off again.
A/n: what do you think should I continue? R&R Please!