Chapter 3: Two souls within my chest
The prince landed next to Son Goku and stared down at him in malicious joy. "Somehow I really like this. The great hero, lying helplessly at my feet", he said with a smirk, then returned back to being serious. "Can you get up?"
"Would I be lying here if I could?" Son Goku sneered.
Vegeta visibly swallowed a remark, instead reached out with his hand and pulled Goku to his feet. The younger Saiyajin staggered and Vegeta placed a hand on his chest to support him. For a slight moment Goku forgot that they were in a fight and just felt endlessly happy to feel the touch of his prince again.
Somewhere in the background, Brolly had dug himself out of the ground Vegeta had smashed him into, and prepared to launch an attack. "So, Kakarott. You think you can manage three steps?"
"Three steps..?" Goku questioned, not aware of what Vegeta was referring to.
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Fu-sion?" he asked slowly, as if he were talking to an idiot.
Embarrassed, Goku muttered: "I see…." Then he nodded resolutely and added: "I can do it."
"Great!" Vegeta exclaimed and the very next moment the supporting arms were gone and Goku almost lost his balance. But he managed to keep himself upright, while Vegeta reappeared a few steps away from him. Actually, Goku was surprised. This was the first time that Vegeta had suggested the fusion [let's say that Dragonball GT didn't take place]. And that even BEFORE he'd been beaten into a bloody pulp.
Maybe hell had taught him a lesson in humility after all….
Vegeta fired a Big Bang Attack at Brolly and yelled: "What are you waiting for, Kakarott? I don't have time for this all day, or do you think I fuse with a third-class-idiot like you just for fun?"
Goku shook his head and sighed. Then again, maybe not… He straightened himself and positioned his sore body painfully. "Ready, Vejita!"
And they yelled in unison: "Fuuu… sion! Ha!" A blinding light engulfed them, a flurry of colors, forms and thoughts, and then…
Incredible, enormous powers flooded through him, almost as powerful as back when he'd fought against Majin Boo. He had the indescribable feeling of having enough power in his fingertips to rule the entire universe. Effortlessly, he could reach out for this planet, own it, destroy it…
If it hadn't been for these two souls within his chest, two halves of a whole, which kept his mind in balance. On one side there was the merciless readiness to kill, on the other side the will to save lives. A wish for unlimited power against the will to sacrifice himself for the sake of others. Light and darkness, endurance and wrath, strength and intelligence.
But despite these contradictions his soul was fulfilled, complete. The two parts didn't fight each other but brought each other in unison and completion. It was an amazing sensation.
Only one thing the two sides of his self had in common: the urge to fight.
And when his gaze fell upon Brolly, who was ready to fight, Gogeta forgot all doubts, which seemed so far away since the fusion anyway, and sped toward his opponent. He knew that this state would last only for half an hour. But somewhere inside himself, deep, deep down, there was a voice: I wish it could be like this forever.
Brolly stood no chance against Gogeta. Their fight was over quickly and afterwards the fused Saiyajin had gone scaring other beings in hell, just for fun. He enjoyed this state of absolute unity with himself greatly. For the first time he didn't have to face Vegeta's self-doubts because Goku's happiness had wiped them away. For the first time he could forget his worries about the future, about his friends, the safety of the world, because the other part of his soul said: To hell with them! Who cares?
Again he wished it would stay that way forever.
But the feeling of completeness wasn't meant to be forever. Suddenly there was a weird sound and then Goku was again alone with his thoughts, so alone…
Astonishingly his body had almost healed entirely, there were just some bruises left. Well, that was the good part about being dead. He sighed and tried to ignore the sudden emptiness within his mind and bring order into the chaos of this thoughts.
"Would you mind explaining why you are here?", a rough voice shook him out of his thoughts.
Son Goku lifted his head. Oooh… Vejita!! For one brief moment he'd almost forgotten where he was and why he'd come here. Vegeta, who had died in his arms, was now standing in front of him, as beautiful as he used to be, with the only difference that there was a shining halo over his head.
Uncontrollable joy swept over him and without thinking about it he threw his arms around the prince for a tight embrace. "Man, I missed you, Vejita.", he muttered.
For a brief moment Vegeta was far too surprised to resist. Then he shove the younger Saiyajin away and grumbled: "Jeez, Kakarott! Does nothing ever embarrass you?" He kept the distance between them, gave Goku a stern look and asked: "Kakarott! Why are you here??"
Next chapter: "The impossible kiss"
