Warnings: blood, violence, yaoi, lemon, strong language and more
Everything is gone
by sol-chan
VI
South Capital
6th May 784, 10:49:01 a.m.
East District
Gokou reappeared in the living room of his house where he had left Vejita mere minutes ago. But somehow, the other Saiya-jin wasn't there.
" Vejita !" He shouted hoping he had just gone upstairs for something
and would hear him. There was no response. Gokou's brows furrowed. Where
could Vejita go, and why ? He concentrated and scanned for Vejita's Ki
but couldn't locate it. He could feel that Vejita was alive and fine but
there was no way to indicate his position. He had suppressed his Ki enough
to make it impossible. Where could he have gone ? And why he wanted to
make impossible to find him ? He had to find him anyway, but how ? Gokou
tried to concentrate harder but still he couldn't locate Vejita. It was
normal, if the other Saiya-jin was suppressing his Ki in order to make
himself undetectable he knew what he was doing and had done it the best
possible, it was Vejita, after all. Gokou clenched his teeth, what was
he supposed to do ? Sit here and wait till Vejita would come back, if he
would come back. Maybe he had gotten offended and just fled from him once
he could move ? But he couldn't stay alone, he wasn't capable of living
on his own, he couldn't see, his left arm wasn't moving, he was weakened,
he could get hurt by trying to fly. Thousands terrible things could happen
to him and Gokou would have never forgiven himself if anything bad happened
now to Vejita. If he had lived through the explosion, he had to stay alive.
Vejita was flying, agonizingly slow. First, because he was too weak
to fly much faster, second because he didn't want Kakkarotsu to locate
him and teleport to him. He needed some time without the baka. He needed
to avenge his family, something the moron wouldn't have appreciated and
something his honor and sorrow were demanding. He needed to get to South
Capital and annihilate that damned city which inhabitants were celebrating
their victory over the rest of the world right now. They weren't going
to celebrate for long... They were going to pay for what they had done
experiencing the same as their victims. Only they weren't going to be revived
in few months.
Gokou was pacing the room impatiently. He was worried sick about Vejita
and what he could possibly do. It was four hours now since he had disappeared.
His Ki was still too low to locate him, but at least it was possible to
feel that he was fine. It also seemed for Gokou that Vejita was flying,
still, since the beginning. He had to be mistaken, Vejita wasn't stupid
enough to risk flying in his conditions. Or was he ? And if something bad
would happen to him ? Kami, no... Not Vejita, if everyone else was gone
Vejita had to stay fine. Gokou made mental promise he wasn't going to leave
the other Saiya-jin alone anymore until he wouldn't be fully healed, he
had made that mistake once and now Vejita was in danger. He was really
so stupid, he could have excepted that Vejita had some reason to send him
to Kaio-sama so abruptly and so soon after explosion. He had let himself
be tricked once again, like while fighting with Buu, when Vejita had done
the same, stopped him from following him, and then had gone to die in the
fight. No, this time something like that couldn't happen. And what if Vejita
really was suicidal ? If he was thinking his life had no sense anymore
after he had lost his family ? No ! If this was even true, Vejita was wrong,
he had someone to live for, he had him... And beside that, he would have
killed himself already... Then what was going on ?
Vejita stopped in midair high above South Capital. He couldn't exactly
see it, but he could feel the Ki of thousands of people low under his feet.
People that even this morning had been oblivious to the fact that there
had been three atomic missiles constructed in their city, but now, few
hours after those missiles had destroyed all of the other great cities
of the world, they were celebrating their domination and victory. The death
of his family was the cause of their happiness, of those triumphant screams
and exploding fireworks he could hear. They had killed all he had ever
cared for, taken away all from him, and dared to be happy because of this.
It was rare for him to want to destroy something so badly as he wanted
this damned city under his feet. Just quick... He had to power up quickly
and fire the blast instantly, before Kakkarotsu would have the chance to
appear and stop him from throwing it or catch it before it would fall on
the city.
Gokou stood in the center of the room. Few minutes ago he had sensed
Vejita stopping to fly forward, using his Ki only to hover in the air.
Why had he stopped ? And where ?
Vejita's Ki... it began to raise quickly reaching the level letting
him locate him...
South Capital... but why ?
He raised his hand to his forehead, he needed to teleport...
Just before his body disappeared, his eyes widened...
South Capital, the bombs had come from there.
As he reappeared next to Vejita, high above South Capital, he saw the
city, drowning in the sea of the fire, thousands of Ki disappearing at
one brief moment once again this day. Kami, he had never thought he would
have to feel something so terrible again, yet alone the same day. And Vejita
was the one to do it this time. Why ? As a kind of revenge ? Was he really
sick enough to do something like that ?
As the city had burned completely, no Ki staying down there, Vejita
turned to him. His black eyes were holding no feelings, his face as emotionless.
Kami, what had he done... He had just killed few millions of innocent humans,
for no reason. And he could still look at him like that, straight into
his eyes, like if nothing had happened. He was sick, he was psychopath,
Piccolo, Tenshinhan and others always had been right about him, he had
been wrong, thinking that Vejita had really changed. Kami, he should have
killed him now and send him to hell, do what he should have done years
ago instead of trying to be nice to the other Saiya-jin, saving him countless
times, ignoring his mockery, sparring his life. He had to kill him now,
after what he had done, but Kami, he couldn't. Not Vejita.
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