A Part of Dragonball E. Dragonball E includes in-between-ers, and sagas
after DBZ ignoring GT.
I AM SORRY THIS TOOK SO DANG LONG. I WILL UPLOAD CHAPTERS 3 AND 4 AT THE
SAME TIME AS THIS ONE.
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ.
It Didn't Begin With Love
Chapter 2: Pain, Training, and Automobiles
~~Capsule Corporation~~
*One Month Later*
Buruma lay on her back on her soft bed; her hand holding a cordless telephone. Chichi was on the other line, and she had a very amusing story to tell. Well, amusing anyway to Buruma. To Chichi it was just your average, every day sort of news you tell your close friends. Chichi had coaxed Goku and Piccolo into trying to get driver's licenses. She had sent the two off to the Western Capital to take the tests. The conversation ended, and Buruma put down her phone. Buruma looked out her window to see Vegeta, still training hard. The past moon he had had three more of those strange "attacks". Buruma had found herself becoming quite fond of the prince, and it worried her when he had them. Doctor Briefs still said nothing of his condition.
"He is tense.much too tense." she thought "hmm.I think I have an idea."
Buruma knocked on the door to the gravity ship. Vegeta opened the door and grunted.
"What do you want?" he asked Gruffly
"I wanna show you something!"
"What could you possibly want to show me that could possibly be interesting?"
"I think you will like it!"
"Oh really then? What is it?"
Buruma whispered into Vegeta's ear. His eyes widened. "He's trying to WHAT?" he smirked "This I must see!"
~~A Grassy hill~~
Vegeta remained stoic. His eyes were fixed on the streets below. Buruma sat near him, with binoculars. They both had just witnessed the most hilarious display of bad driving ever. Two new driving students scared two instructors nearly to death with their shenanigans. Vegeta carried Buruma from spot to spot to watch. Normally, he would not stoop to carting around Earthlings, but it was worth it to "see Kakkarotto make an ass out of himself". Piccolo and Goku met each other on the freeway, and began to drag race. The race ended near their current position. When at last convinced the "show" was over, Buruma turned to Vegeta.
"So, did you like my little present?"
"I must admit it gave me amusement." Said Vegeta, coldly
"That's it? No thank you?" growled Buruma
"Is it my fault you people rely so much on words? That you could not smell my satisfaction?" snarled Vegeta
"No, of course I didn't! What kind of logic is it to say a person can smell feelings? And what is this about RELYING on words?"
"." Vegeta sighed "earthlings and Saiya-jin have slightly different ways of convening meaning, intent, and mood. You emphasize inflection and choice of word. It is quite easy to deceive someone using both those skills the right way. Saiya-jin senses of smell are very strong. We are attuned to subtle changes in the scents of other beings. From the scents we pick up, we can tell if someone is lying or equivocating, feel his intent, and ascertain his mood."
A thought came into Buruma's head "Wait.now that you mention it..Goku often talked about how people smelt.when he thought someone was evil, he was usually right."
"There, see what I mean? There is another way we Saiya-jin project our feelings." Vegeta stopped
"How?"
"When a Saiya-jin finds a mate, he becomes able to feel her feelings, and their thoughts can become as one. You never see Kakkarotto and his mate talk sweet-like to each other, do you?"
"Um.no."
"Some like myself can tell when they are using their link. It looks.sort of like a ripple in the air. An eddy, going between their heads."
"Really? So they're like Telepathic?"
"No. Telepathy is a temporary link between two minds. Any Saiya-jin can perform telepathy with another Saiya-jin. A Saiya-jin bond lasts for eternity. It is unbreakable."
"Have you been bonded before?" If there had been someone else in his life, it certainly would have explained why he had been so cold to her.
"No. I doubt that I ever will. I am incapable of." Vegeta paused in thought
"Love?"
"Yes.I think that would be what it is in your hasty dialect. The Saiya-jin word for love is very long." Vegeta counted on his fingers ".wonderful, beautiful, undying, uncountable, incredible.It would take a long time to say it all, especially in my tongue."
"Why is it you think yourself incapable of love?"
"It is really none of your affair. Now, it is time we returned."
Vegeta lifted Buruma and flew towards Capsule Corp.
"Time"
"Huh?"
"Why I can not love. The reason is.there is no time for it. I only have time to fight.to become stronger.time to be a warrior. That is why. Ever since I was a child. Had I been king I would have had even less time as monarch. My mate would be chosen by others, and our union would be solely for the continuation of the bloodline. No time for love."
"Ah, I see. Thanks for the info."
Buruma smiled "His cold exterior is cracking.just a bit more."
*Weeks Later*
There was an earth shaking explosion. Fire and debris flew everywhere. Buruma ran out of Capsule Corp to find the Gravity room in ruins. Twisted metal and broken computers lay strewn n a burning mass. Buruma felt her heart jump in fright as she rushed over to the rubble.
"VEGETA!" she cried "Oh no.what if he.dies???"
A mound of wreckage crumbled, and out fell Vegeta. His body was covered in cuts and lacerations. Blood fell onto the grass of the Capsule Corp lawn. Buruma went to his side and tried to help him, but he groggily stood up and pushed her away. The Saiya-jin no Ouji, holding a wound on his right arm, continued to stagger towards capsule corporation.
"Out of my way! You are getting in the way of my training"
Buruma could almost hear dramatic music in her head as the proud prince plodded on. After forcing himself a hundred yards, Vegeta raised an arm and thrust it in a downward chop. The Saiya-jin began a series of hard- core katas, his blood falling to the grass. Buruma slowly approached. Then she saw them. She saw his eyes. Deeply she delved into the two black holes of Vegeta's countenance. They showed neither fear nor pain, nor sorrow. Vegeta suddenly collapsed to the ground. Buruma rushed to him. He was barely breathing. Within moments, Doctor Briefs arrived with two members of his medical crew.
"Vegeta, remember what I told you?" The doctor scolded "Get him to the infirmary!"
"Yes Doctor!'
"Dad! Please save him."
"I will, dear. I have seen worse. Car wrecks, train wrecks, ship wrecks, when Chaozu blew."
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" growled Buruma
"Uh.Sorry,"
******
Buruma looked on at Vegeta as he lay on the CC infirmary bed. His wounds were bound with bandages, an oxygen mask on his face, and an IV was in his arm. Buruma thought about what she had seen Vegeta put himself through. Yamucha used to stop training if he so much as stubbed his toe. But here was Vegeta, covered in burns, lacerations, scrapes, cuts, bruises and breaks.Covered in blood and sweat. In spite of his massive injuries, he had pushed forward, still on his two feet. Buruma would have called him stubborn, or arrogant, or pig-headed or even stupid.at least, the old Buruma would have. The Buruma that sat at Vegeta's bedside was a changed woman. No longer did she see arrogance. No longer did she wonder why he refused help. His eyes told all. In those eyes she saw what she had not seen in him before. She saw courage and honor. Vegeta was extremely brave, and had a magnificent sense of honor. There was a trembling in her heart. She could feel her hand stray towards his.
"I.will.become...a...Super..Saiya-jin.."
Buruma's hand touched Vegeta's and held it tightly. She was filled with warmth. Her heart quivered.
*****
Vegeta's eyes opened slowly. What had happened? He realized he was in a bed. His memory returned. He had been training at 450 ENG, fighting drone robots. There he was firing his Kikoha, when all of a sudden the bots malfunctioned and began to attack each other and the gravity room. There was a big explosion, and then there was a ton of debris on top of him. He heard his name being called, or so he thought. Then he pushed the rubble off of him and staggered forward. The Onna was there; she tried to help him but he brushed her off. Bereft of his gravity room, he decided to continue his training outside. After a few katas, he suddenly blacked out, and there was no more save only his troubled dreams. The Onna was next to him, asleep.
"What is she doing here? I am not that important to her.am I? But why do I not feel she has trespassed? Have I.grown accustomed to her presence?"
Doctor briefs entered the room. The door shutting was enough to wake Buruma up, but she kept her head down and her eyes closed.
"Well, look who's awake!" said the doctor "You've outdone yourself this time, Highness. I believe that is a world record for the most injuries in a martial arts training session."
"I would appreciate it if you would cease with the witticisms"
"How is your condition?"
"Condition?"
"it worsens.I do not believe your medication is working."
"You know I am still offering-"
"No, I must refuse that treatment."
"But Vegeta, the cure-"
"Did you not take an oath to allow patients to refuse a certain treatment?"
"It is your wish as a patient then. Well, you should be back on your feet in a week or so. Goodbye."
The doctor left.
"A week? That is ridiculous! I have already lost five days!"
Vegeta jumped out of his bed and dashed towards the rebuilt gravity room. Buruma went as fast as she could to his location. A large view screen turned on inside the gravity ship.
"Vegeta! Get back to the infirmary this instant! You are not fully healed yet!"
Vegeta did some punches "No! I must train!"
"Vegeta.I would rather you did not die training. Would you not.WOULD YOU NOT RATHER DIE WITH HONOR WHILE FIGHTING A WORTHY OPPONENT???"
Vegeta stopped suddenly. "I.am feeling.a bit."
The doors opened, and Buruma caught Vegeta as he fell. She carried him towards his room.
"Yeesh.you are a heavy one." Said Buruma
".."
"Not much to say, eh?"
".."
*****
Buruma closed the door of Vegeta's room. She thought he would be better off there than the infirmary. She had covered him with warm blankets and made sure his pillows were fluffy. The shutters were also closed too keep too much light from coming in. Buruma marched over to her father's office and slammed her hand on the desk.
"Dad, enough is enough."
"Hmm? Enough of what?"
"Vegeta. I want to know what the hell is wrong with Vegeta."
"Well, let's see, he is still recovering from massive injuries, although his bones have fully-"
"That is not what I meant! I heard you two talking about medications and conditions and how he refuses the cure!"
Doctor Briefs lowered his head. He had a serious expression.
"You really want to know?"
"yes!"
"Well, basically.." He hesitated
"Basically what?!"
"He's dying."
"!!!"
What? Vegeta dying? What is this strange condition Briefs speaks of? Next Dragonball E! (Warning: blatant attempt to make this a more realistic DB style experience)
Goku: Hey! It's me Goku! Next time, Doctor Briefs spills his guts! What? While Vegeta's sick I have to fight Furiza's brother?
Vegeta: Lucky bastard.
Buruma: I hope we can save Vegeta.
Goku: Next Dragon Ball E, "Prophecy Fulfilled"
Disclaimer: I do not own DragonballZ.
It Didn't Begin With Love
Chapter 2: Pain, Training, and Automobiles
~~Capsule Corporation~~
*One Month Later*
Buruma lay on her back on her soft bed; her hand holding a cordless telephone. Chichi was on the other line, and she had a very amusing story to tell. Well, amusing anyway to Buruma. To Chichi it was just your average, every day sort of news you tell your close friends. Chichi had coaxed Goku and Piccolo into trying to get driver's licenses. She had sent the two off to the Western Capital to take the tests. The conversation ended, and Buruma put down her phone. Buruma looked out her window to see Vegeta, still training hard. The past moon he had had three more of those strange "attacks". Buruma had found herself becoming quite fond of the prince, and it worried her when he had them. Doctor Briefs still said nothing of his condition.
"He is tense.much too tense." she thought "hmm.I think I have an idea."
Buruma knocked on the door to the gravity ship. Vegeta opened the door and grunted.
"What do you want?" he asked Gruffly
"I wanna show you something!"
"What could you possibly want to show me that could possibly be interesting?"
"I think you will like it!"
"Oh really then? What is it?"
Buruma whispered into Vegeta's ear. His eyes widened. "He's trying to WHAT?" he smirked "This I must see!"
~~A Grassy hill~~
Vegeta remained stoic. His eyes were fixed on the streets below. Buruma sat near him, with binoculars. They both had just witnessed the most hilarious display of bad driving ever. Two new driving students scared two instructors nearly to death with their shenanigans. Vegeta carried Buruma from spot to spot to watch. Normally, he would not stoop to carting around Earthlings, but it was worth it to "see Kakkarotto make an ass out of himself". Piccolo and Goku met each other on the freeway, and began to drag race. The race ended near their current position. When at last convinced the "show" was over, Buruma turned to Vegeta.
"So, did you like my little present?"
"I must admit it gave me amusement." Said Vegeta, coldly
"That's it? No thank you?" growled Buruma
"Is it my fault you people rely so much on words? That you could not smell my satisfaction?" snarled Vegeta
"No, of course I didn't! What kind of logic is it to say a person can smell feelings? And what is this about RELYING on words?"
"." Vegeta sighed "earthlings and Saiya-jin have slightly different ways of convening meaning, intent, and mood. You emphasize inflection and choice of word. It is quite easy to deceive someone using both those skills the right way. Saiya-jin senses of smell are very strong. We are attuned to subtle changes in the scents of other beings. From the scents we pick up, we can tell if someone is lying or equivocating, feel his intent, and ascertain his mood."
A thought came into Buruma's head "Wait.now that you mention it..Goku often talked about how people smelt.when he thought someone was evil, he was usually right."
"There, see what I mean? There is another way we Saiya-jin project our feelings." Vegeta stopped
"How?"
"When a Saiya-jin finds a mate, he becomes able to feel her feelings, and their thoughts can become as one. You never see Kakkarotto and his mate talk sweet-like to each other, do you?"
"Um.no."
"Some like myself can tell when they are using their link. It looks.sort of like a ripple in the air. An eddy, going between their heads."
"Really? So they're like Telepathic?"
"No. Telepathy is a temporary link between two minds. Any Saiya-jin can perform telepathy with another Saiya-jin. A Saiya-jin bond lasts for eternity. It is unbreakable."
"Have you been bonded before?" If there had been someone else in his life, it certainly would have explained why he had been so cold to her.
"No. I doubt that I ever will. I am incapable of." Vegeta paused in thought
"Love?"
"Yes.I think that would be what it is in your hasty dialect. The Saiya-jin word for love is very long." Vegeta counted on his fingers ".wonderful, beautiful, undying, uncountable, incredible.It would take a long time to say it all, especially in my tongue."
"Why is it you think yourself incapable of love?"
"It is really none of your affair. Now, it is time we returned."
Vegeta lifted Buruma and flew towards Capsule Corp.
"Time"
"Huh?"
"Why I can not love. The reason is.there is no time for it. I only have time to fight.to become stronger.time to be a warrior. That is why. Ever since I was a child. Had I been king I would have had even less time as monarch. My mate would be chosen by others, and our union would be solely for the continuation of the bloodline. No time for love."
"Ah, I see. Thanks for the info."
Buruma smiled "His cold exterior is cracking.just a bit more."
*Weeks Later*
There was an earth shaking explosion. Fire and debris flew everywhere. Buruma ran out of Capsule Corp to find the Gravity room in ruins. Twisted metal and broken computers lay strewn n a burning mass. Buruma felt her heart jump in fright as she rushed over to the rubble.
"VEGETA!" she cried "Oh no.what if he.dies???"
A mound of wreckage crumbled, and out fell Vegeta. His body was covered in cuts and lacerations. Blood fell onto the grass of the Capsule Corp lawn. Buruma went to his side and tried to help him, but he groggily stood up and pushed her away. The Saiya-jin no Ouji, holding a wound on his right arm, continued to stagger towards capsule corporation.
"Out of my way! You are getting in the way of my training"
Buruma could almost hear dramatic music in her head as the proud prince plodded on. After forcing himself a hundred yards, Vegeta raised an arm and thrust it in a downward chop. The Saiya-jin began a series of hard- core katas, his blood falling to the grass. Buruma slowly approached. Then she saw them. She saw his eyes. Deeply she delved into the two black holes of Vegeta's countenance. They showed neither fear nor pain, nor sorrow. Vegeta suddenly collapsed to the ground. Buruma rushed to him. He was barely breathing. Within moments, Doctor Briefs arrived with two members of his medical crew.
"Vegeta, remember what I told you?" The doctor scolded "Get him to the infirmary!"
"Yes Doctor!'
"Dad! Please save him."
"I will, dear. I have seen worse. Car wrecks, train wrecks, ship wrecks, when Chaozu blew."
"YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" growled Buruma
"Uh.Sorry,"
******
Buruma looked on at Vegeta as he lay on the CC infirmary bed. His wounds were bound with bandages, an oxygen mask on his face, and an IV was in his arm. Buruma thought about what she had seen Vegeta put himself through. Yamucha used to stop training if he so much as stubbed his toe. But here was Vegeta, covered in burns, lacerations, scrapes, cuts, bruises and breaks.Covered in blood and sweat. In spite of his massive injuries, he had pushed forward, still on his two feet. Buruma would have called him stubborn, or arrogant, or pig-headed or even stupid.at least, the old Buruma would have. The Buruma that sat at Vegeta's bedside was a changed woman. No longer did she see arrogance. No longer did she wonder why he refused help. His eyes told all. In those eyes she saw what she had not seen in him before. She saw courage and honor. Vegeta was extremely brave, and had a magnificent sense of honor. There was a trembling in her heart. She could feel her hand stray towards his.
"I.will.become...a...Super..Saiya-jin.."
Buruma's hand touched Vegeta's and held it tightly. She was filled with warmth. Her heart quivered.
*****
Vegeta's eyes opened slowly. What had happened? He realized he was in a bed. His memory returned. He had been training at 450 ENG, fighting drone robots. There he was firing his Kikoha, when all of a sudden the bots malfunctioned and began to attack each other and the gravity room. There was a big explosion, and then there was a ton of debris on top of him. He heard his name being called, or so he thought. Then he pushed the rubble off of him and staggered forward. The Onna was there; she tried to help him but he brushed her off. Bereft of his gravity room, he decided to continue his training outside. After a few katas, he suddenly blacked out, and there was no more save only his troubled dreams. The Onna was next to him, asleep.
"What is she doing here? I am not that important to her.am I? But why do I not feel she has trespassed? Have I.grown accustomed to her presence?"
Doctor briefs entered the room. The door shutting was enough to wake Buruma up, but she kept her head down and her eyes closed.
"Well, look who's awake!" said the doctor "You've outdone yourself this time, Highness. I believe that is a world record for the most injuries in a martial arts training session."
"I would appreciate it if you would cease with the witticisms"
"How is your condition?"
"Condition?"
"it worsens.I do not believe your medication is working."
"You know I am still offering-"
"No, I must refuse that treatment."
"But Vegeta, the cure-"
"Did you not take an oath to allow patients to refuse a certain treatment?"
"It is your wish as a patient then. Well, you should be back on your feet in a week or so. Goodbye."
The doctor left.
"A week? That is ridiculous! I have already lost five days!"
Vegeta jumped out of his bed and dashed towards the rebuilt gravity room. Buruma went as fast as she could to his location. A large view screen turned on inside the gravity ship.
"Vegeta! Get back to the infirmary this instant! You are not fully healed yet!"
Vegeta did some punches "No! I must train!"
"Vegeta.I would rather you did not die training. Would you not.WOULD YOU NOT RATHER DIE WITH HONOR WHILE FIGHTING A WORTHY OPPONENT???"
Vegeta stopped suddenly. "I.am feeling.a bit."
The doors opened, and Buruma caught Vegeta as he fell. She carried him towards his room.
"Yeesh.you are a heavy one." Said Buruma
".."
"Not much to say, eh?"
".."
*****
Buruma closed the door of Vegeta's room. She thought he would be better off there than the infirmary. She had covered him with warm blankets and made sure his pillows were fluffy. The shutters were also closed too keep too much light from coming in. Buruma marched over to her father's office and slammed her hand on the desk.
"Dad, enough is enough."
"Hmm? Enough of what?"
"Vegeta. I want to know what the hell is wrong with Vegeta."
"Well, let's see, he is still recovering from massive injuries, although his bones have fully-"
"That is not what I meant! I heard you two talking about medications and conditions and how he refuses the cure!"
Doctor Briefs lowered his head. He had a serious expression.
"You really want to know?"
"yes!"
"Well, basically.." He hesitated
"Basically what?!"
"He's dying."
"!!!"
What? Vegeta dying? What is this strange condition Briefs speaks of? Next Dragonball E! (Warning: blatant attempt to make this a more realistic DB style experience)
Goku: Hey! It's me Goku! Next time, Doctor Briefs spills his guts! What? While Vegeta's sick I have to fight Furiza's brother?
Vegeta: Lucky bastard.
Buruma: I hope we can save Vegeta.
Goku: Next Dragon Ball E, "Prophecy Fulfilled"