Blue Eyes
Part Seven
By Maria Cline
When you know a friend for the longest time, you believe you can be friends forever, but what happens when forever will come to an end?
Dear Diary:
Wow... something just happened that really shook me. Goku's dying. I mean, it's not like he has the heart virus again, thank Dende, but it's weird. You see, Goku's a Saiyan and so he's supposed to live for over another hundred years or even more. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, Goku's use of the Kaioken, Instant Transmission, and the constant power ups weakened his cell structure and shortened his life.
In only thirty years or less, depending on how careful Goku is, he will die.
Funny, I never pictured Goku growing old. On the other hand, I never pictured Goku to be married and have a granddaughter. It's just... when I first met Goku, he was a wild child. He'd never seen a woman before and didn't fall for me like I thought he would. He even saw me naked and didn't care. As we both grew older, Goku seemed to grow wiser and made many friends, especially from those who tried to kill him. He had this way of making people like him and trust him. I guess if I never met him, I would've ended up way more spoiled than I am now.
I found out a week ago and I am still stunned. I mean, why does Goku have to die like that? He's super powerful. He had gathered the lifeforce of the entire population of Earth into a massive Ki blast. He had traveled to the very stars and back. He had even become legendary by becoming the first super saiyan in over a thousand years. Why can't he overcome something like old age?
It's not like this new condition isn't curable. It can be cured by the simple use of the Dragon Balls or even one of my inventions, but Goku doesn't want it. I still can't understand why. Goku has a duty to Earth, to the entire universe, to keep it safe. Every day, I dread growing old and feeble while my husband remains in his prime. I work every day to figure out a way to extend my youth. Now I work even harder since I can almost hear my biological clock ticking.
Now that I think about it, maybe Goku just wants to rest. He has been through a lot in his life and maybe he just wants to end it like most normal people.
Of course Vegita is miffed about this. I think he knew about this way before I did. You see, Vegita had been acting odd for the past few weeks. For one thing, he didn't spend so much time training like he normally did Instead, he left for several hours in the night and came back. He also hasbeen telling me and the family (in private) that he lovesthem. Of course, that had me doing a physical on him to check that he wasn't possessed or had someone manipulating his brain. There were also reports of some golden warrior in black going around punishing criminals and saving lives. It wasn't Gohan or Goten, or even Goku; and Trunks has been too busy. Bra and Pan can't go Super Saiyan yet so that left Vegita.
Maybe he wanted to make up for what he did. I mean, he did great evils in his life and he only helped save the world once of his own free will; the other times he had an ulterior motive. I bet that he wants to get into Heaven when he finally dies. This new revelation about Goku made him think about death more clearly than before. In fact, it made everyone, even me, think about our final death.
Funny how something like this makes a person think. Every time we dealt with tragedy, we always relied on the Dragon Balls to make it better, but now not even the Dragon Balls or even the supreme gods of the Universe can help Goku.
Why does it have to happen to Goku?
Sincerely,
Bulma Briefs
*****
Bulma turned off her laptop and took off her glasses. She wiped her eyes as she heard a door slam. She smiled slightly as she looked up, "Another night of crime fighting?"
Vegita rose an eyebrow as he sat down on the bed. "Only training. I did save a few weaklings, but only because they were in my way."
"Oh please." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Can the attitude and be straight with me. I've known you for too long to be fooled by that ego of yours. You are trying to redeem yourself so when you die you can be with me and the others."
Vegita stared at her and sighed. "There is no fooling you, woman. It's just that... Kakarot will die only on thirty years and then I will be the last living Saiyan. Makes a person think. What good have I done? Yeah sure, I helped saved the universe but does that make up for all the races I destroyed? When I was working for Freeza, I enjoyed killing and making myself stronger with every fight. I... saw genocide as a training opportunity rather than murder. When I think back, I find myself thinking what was I doing? I was a monster. Freeza may have made the Saiyans into his minions but the Saiyans were begging for it. Saiyans thrive on blood and strength, if Freeza hadn't shown up, we would've found another way to release our anger. Kakarot is stronger than me because he see lives where I see training opportunities and I found myself finally seeing that as well. It's too late for them my victims I can't bring any of them back."
Bulma gasped as she wrapped an arm around Vegita's shoulders. She had never seen Vegita so open before. Maybe Goku's condition had opened Vegita's heart somehow. "Vegita, you are not evil any more. If you were you wouldn't be here. You have done a great deal of good in the past twenty years, it will count when you die and I bet that won't be for a long time. Besides, Goku and I can pull a few strings."
"Perhaps, but I don't want to take any chances. I don't want to rely on you or Kakarot's string-pulling to get in. This planet will need a new protector after Kakarot is gone. The kids... they are powerful but they don't really have the heart to be full-time protectors of Earth. I will have to take over for Kakarot after..." Vegita bowed his head down. "I can live for over a hundred years or more; I don't know. Saiyans don't die of old age."
"Goku will."
"And Kakarot shouldn't die of old age. He's a warrior, he's the most powerful warrior in the universe and he is going to waste away. I've heard of stories of old Saiyans needing to be hand fed and taken care of like infants. That's one of the reasons why there is a custom that..." Vegita hesitated and finally continued, "that an offspring or a close friend would kill the Saiyan when he proves to be too weak."
"And that's what you did with Nappa?" Bulma asked.
"No, I killed him because I found him pathetic." Vegita said, "I doubt Kakarot's brats would help him when the time comes. Neither of them would dare to kill their own father, they love him too much."
"Vegita, you're not thinking..."
"I won't murder him, but when the time comes and Kakarot is old and feeble... a shell of his former self, if he asks for it, I will give him a quick honorable end." Vegita vowed.
"And what would you do when I grow old?" Bulma asked, almost fearfully.
"I don't know. I just don't know." Vegita tilted his head up.
Bulma wrapped her arms around her husband and just held him. Years ago, Vegita would've pushed her away and demand to be left alone. Yet the Saiyan wrapped his arms around his wife and remained silent.
To Be Continued...
Part Seven
By Maria Cline
When you know a friend for the longest time, you believe you can be friends forever, but what happens when forever will come to an end?
Dear Diary:
Wow... something just happened that really shook me. Goku's dying. I mean, it's not like he has the heart virus again, thank Dende, but it's weird. You see, Goku's a Saiyan and so he's supposed to live for over another hundred years or even more. Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, Goku's use of the Kaioken, Instant Transmission, and the constant power ups weakened his cell structure and shortened his life.
In only thirty years or less, depending on how careful Goku is, he will die.
Funny, I never pictured Goku growing old. On the other hand, I never pictured Goku to be married and have a granddaughter. It's just... when I first met Goku, he was a wild child. He'd never seen a woman before and didn't fall for me like I thought he would. He even saw me naked and didn't care. As we both grew older, Goku seemed to grow wiser and made many friends, especially from those who tried to kill him. He had this way of making people like him and trust him. I guess if I never met him, I would've ended up way more spoiled than I am now.
I found out a week ago and I am still stunned. I mean, why does Goku have to die like that? He's super powerful. He had gathered the lifeforce of the entire population of Earth into a massive Ki blast. He had traveled to the very stars and back. He had even become legendary by becoming the first super saiyan in over a thousand years. Why can't he overcome something like old age?
It's not like this new condition isn't curable. It can be cured by the simple use of the Dragon Balls or even one of my inventions, but Goku doesn't want it. I still can't understand why. Goku has a duty to Earth, to the entire universe, to keep it safe. Every day, I dread growing old and feeble while my husband remains in his prime. I work every day to figure out a way to extend my youth. Now I work even harder since I can almost hear my biological clock ticking.
Now that I think about it, maybe Goku just wants to rest. He has been through a lot in his life and maybe he just wants to end it like most normal people.
Of course Vegita is miffed about this. I think he knew about this way before I did. You see, Vegita had been acting odd for the past few weeks. For one thing, he didn't spend so much time training like he normally did Instead, he left for several hours in the night and came back. He also hasbeen telling me and the family (in private) that he lovesthem. Of course, that had me doing a physical on him to check that he wasn't possessed or had someone manipulating his brain. There were also reports of some golden warrior in black going around punishing criminals and saving lives. It wasn't Gohan or Goten, or even Goku; and Trunks has been too busy. Bra and Pan can't go Super Saiyan yet so that left Vegita.
Maybe he wanted to make up for what he did. I mean, he did great evils in his life and he only helped save the world once of his own free will; the other times he had an ulterior motive. I bet that he wants to get into Heaven when he finally dies. This new revelation about Goku made him think about death more clearly than before. In fact, it made everyone, even me, think about our final death.
Funny how something like this makes a person think. Every time we dealt with tragedy, we always relied on the Dragon Balls to make it better, but now not even the Dragon Balls or even the supreme gods of the Universe can help Goku.
Why does it have to happen to Goku?
Sincerely,
Bulma Briefs
*****
Bulma turned off her laptop and took off her glasses. She wiped her eyes as she heard a door slam. She smiled slightly as she looked up, "Another night of crime fighting?"
Vegita rose an eyebrow as he sat down on the bed. "Only training. I did save a few weaklings, but only because they were in my way."
"Oh please." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Can the attitude and be straight with me. I've known you for too long to be fooled by that ego of yours. You are trying to redeem yourself so when you die you can be with me and the others."
Vegita stared at her and sighed. "There is no fooling you, woman. It's just that... Kakarot will die only on thirty years and then I will be the last living Saiyan. Makes a person think. What good have I done? Yeah sure, I helped saved the universe but does that make up for all the races I destroyed? When I was working for Freeza, I enjoyed killing and making myself stronger with every fight. I... saw genocide as a training opportunity rather than murder. When I think back, I find myself thinking what was I doing? I was a monster. Freeza may have made the Saiyans into his minions but the Saiyans were begging for it. Saiyans thrive on blood and strength, if Freeza hadn't shown up, we would've found another way to release our anger. Kakarot is stronger than me because he see lives where I see training opportunities and I found myself finally seeing that as well. It's too late for them my victims I can't bring any of them back."
Bulma gasped as she wrapped an arm around Vegita's shoulders. She had never seen Vegita so open before. Maybe Goku's condition had opened Vegita's heart somehow. "Vegita, you are not evil any more. If you were you wouldn't be here. You have done a great deal of good in the past twenty years, it will count when you die and I bet that won't be for a long time. Besides, Goku and I can pull a few strings."
"Perhaps, but I don't want to take any chances. I don't want to rely on you or Kakarot's string-pulling to get in. This planet will need a new protector after Kakarot is gone. The kids... they are powerful but they don't really have the heart to be full-time protectors of Earth. I will have to take over for Kakarot after..." Vegita bowed his head down. "I can live for over a hundred years or more; I don't know. Saiyans don't die of old age."
"Goku will."
"And Kakarot shouldn't die of old age. He's a warrior, he's the most powerful warrior in the universe and he is going to waste away. I've heard of stories of old Saiyans needing to be hand fed and taken care of like infants. That's one of the reasons why there is a custom that..." Vegita hesitated and finally continued, "that an offspring or a close friend would kill the Saiyan when he proves to be too weak."
"And that's what you did with Nappa?" Bulma asked.
"No, I killed him because I found him pathetic." Vegita said, "I doubt Kakarot's brats would help him when the time comes. Neither of them would dare to kill their own father, they love him too much."
"Vegita, you're not thinking..."
"I won't murder him, but when the time comes and Kakarot is old and feeble... a shell of his former self, if he asks for it, I will give him a quick honorable end." Vegita vowed.
"And what would you do when I grow old?" Bulma asked, almost fearfully.
"I don't know. I just don't know." Vegita tilted his head up.
Bulma wrapped her arms around her husband and just held him. Years ago, Vegita would've pushed her away and demand to be left alone. Yet the Saiyan wrapped his arms around his wife and remained silent.
To Be Continued...