Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I
do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this
story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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Chapter Three; Revelations, and Reincarnation
Hours later, Vegeta came back from his walk, and got something to eat. He wondered again about the woman. She had been acting mighty strange lately. He smirked. Maybe she was expecting. He hoped that was it. He had waitied long enough for his child. He walked back to thier bedroom to try to get the information out of her. She wasn't there. All he saw was a large book labled diary. That would surely give him some answers.
He opened up to the bookmarked page. #...I feel myself dying. I know I have to tell Vegeta today before it's too late, but he's not going to take it well-...# He closed the book right then, and put his hand to his heart. He could always get another one, he reminded himself. He felt a tear leak down his face, the first tear of his life, as he realized that he could never get another Desiree. "No...No! Please still be alive!", he yelled, flying through the house frantically. He keyed onto her ki signal. ----------------------------------------------------------------
Desiree was kneeling next to Trunks's old bed. She looked up to see Vegeta holding the diary. He had tears in his eyes. "I know about this.", he said, throwing it onto the bed, "I read the last page."
"Oh, Vegeta, I'm so sorry.", she said, "I didn't mean to remind you."
"I don't know what your talking about, woman...Desiree, but you should defininately not be apologizing to me. I have treated you so badly.", he hugged her, and cried into her shirt, "The truth is that I love you so much. I always have, and I always will. Please don't leave me.", he begged.
Oh, poor Vegeta. She had made him relive it. Now he was facing the fact that he would have to go through her death someday too. "Vegeta, I never understood why you were so cold. I do now, and I'm so sorry for your loss."
"There doesn't have to be a loss. Just don't die on me now. Please!!!" He was trembling.
"Don't worry. It'll be a long time until I die. I won't leave you behind any time soon.", she said reassuringly
He pushed her back, and said, "But in the book it said that you felt yourself dying today."
"The diary? You thought it was mine?"
"Well isn't it?"
"No, Vegeta. Don't you know that it belonged to Bulma?", she said.
"Who?"
"Your first wife.", she said.
He picked up the book, and began scanning the dates. "Bulma Briefs...Oh, that was my great-great-great-grandmother. 'I have to tell Vegeta.'", he read, "The Vegeta in this book is my ancestor. The last full-blood Saiya- jin, and the one who's dying isn't you. It's Bulma Briefs; his wife." He sighed. "Not you."
"So than this is just one big misunderstanding?"
"I guess.", he replied, "Thank Kami."
She smiled. "You said that you loved me.", she said with tears in her eyes; tears of joy.
He blushed, than said, "Well...I guess that Saiya-jins can love after all." 'What have I come to.', he thought, no said.
"What did you say?", she asked.
He smirked. 'That I can love you after all.', he telepathically replied.
She hugged him, and felt her life become perfect.
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Eight years later...
"Okay, Vegeta, now I want you to stand up.", Vegeta told his six year old son, who was a small version of himself.
"But Dad, it a-hundred and fifty times gravity! I can't. I can barely breath."
"Fine." Vegeta turned the level down to one-hundred. "I don't want any excuses. I know you can do it now."
Young Vegeta stood. "I...did...it!", he said.
"Good work, son. Now walk across the room."
His son began walking, showing great effort. He was so powerful for such a young age. He wasn't even as strong as Vegeta jr.(the older one) had been at the age of six, yet Vegeta jr. had so much pride for his son. So, he had done it. The line of Vegeta's continued. That was all he wanted, right? Wrong. He felt a warmth in his heart whenever he was around the boy, or his beautiful wife. He didn't try to fight it any more. He was in love, and proud of his family.
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Hundreds of years later...
Vegeta sat next to his wife. (the original Vegeta). Thier shared personal heaven wasn't quite as exciting as it had been at first, but that didn't matter. He still loved her. Thier heaven had gone from looking like a paradise in the clouds to a mix between Capsule Corp., and Vejita-sei.
"Vegeta, what are you doing?", Bulma asked.
"Oh, hi Bulma. I was just watching the earth again."
"What's going on today?"
"Nothing.", he said, closing the portal, and kissing her, "I would much rather spend some more time with you."
"Likewise.", she said, kissing him back. He hugged her wth all his might again.
Then suddenly, thier setting changed. They were standing togather in front of King Yemma's desk. "Vegeta, Bulma, long time no see.", the large red ogre said.
Vegeta grabbed Bulma's hand, and she screamed in pain. His strength had returned. "What's going on, Yemma?!", Vegeta asked.
"Well, you see, it's come to my attention that your souls grow bored in heaven.", King Yemma replied.
"So you've brought us to lymbo?", Vegeta asked.
"Only temporarily. You see, no one really ever stays in one place for all eternity. Your souls have grown bored of this existance, and so I think it's time you faced your reincarnations."
"You want to give us knew lives? That doesn't sound too bad.", Vegeta said.
"Well, you will be randomly thrown born into knew bodies with no memories of your previous lives. I'm afraid that the chances of you two ever seeing eachother again will be near one in infinity, and even if that near- impossible chance somehow comes to be, and you meet in another life, the chances of you realizing it are exponentially slimmer."
"No.", Vegeta said simply.
"What?"
"No. My answer is no. Niether me or Bulma will be reincarnated, and that's final."
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Vegeta. I'm sorry."
Vegeta felt his eye twitch in fury, as he rose into the air. "You wanna try to take her away from me again?!!!! Go ahead, but you'll have to fight me first!!!!!" Vegeta felt himself transforming through all of his forms, than to another one that he didn't have before. He looked down, and noticed that he wore read fur on his chest. He felt invincable.
"Vegeta, calm down!", Bulma yelled.
"You wrote something on a ring once; that our love was more powerful than any dimentional wall. Well, it's true. Even the gods will not take you away from me!!!!" Pieces of the sky began to fall, and show an infinate darkness. His power was destorying the phisical cosmos. He had to stop himself.
King Yemma put up his hand, he opened a portal. Vegeta saw Bulma begin to be pulled into it. He went back to his first form, and grabbed her hands. "Bulma, I don't want to face a lifetime without you.", he said, "Letalone trillions."
"Someday, my love.", she said, "Some day, we WILL meet again. We have infinatey to find eachother, and the fates will have to be with us."
"Goodbye, Bulma.", he said, as they both began to dissapear inside the swirling abbuss.
"I love you.", they said simotaniously, as the existance of Vegeta, and Bulma Briefs was erased from the universe forever.
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From The Author: There will be a short epilogue, then this story is over. Thankyou to everyone who was loyal to me through this whole run. I will not stop reading your stories. Some of them are very good. Infact almost every story that I've read from any of my reviewers was absoutely excellent! Your all great! Thankyou.
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Chapter Three; Revelations, and Reincarnation
Hours later, Vegeta came back from his walk, and got something to eat. He wondered again about the woman. She had been acting mighty strange lately. He smirked. Maybe she was expecting. He hoped that was it. He had waitied long enough for his child. He walked back to thier bedroom to try to get the information out of her. She wasn't there. All he saw was a large book labled diary. That would surely give him some answers.
He opened up to the bookmarked page. #...I feel myself dying. I know I have to tell Vegeta today before it's too late, but he's not going to take it well-...# He closed the book right then, and put his hand to his heart. He could always get another one, he reminded himself. He felt a tear leak down his face, the first tear of his life, as he realized that he could never get another Desiree. "No...No! Please still be alive!", he yelled, flying through the house frantically. He keyed onto her ki signal. ----------------------------------------------------------------
Desiree was kneeling next to Trunks's old bed. She looked up to see Vegeta holding the diary. He had tears in his eyes. "I know about this.", he said, throwing it onto the bed, "I read the last page."
"Oh, Vegeta, I'm so sorry.", she said, "I didn't mean to remind you."
"I don't know what your talking about, woman...Desiree, but you should defininately not be apologizing to me. I have treated you so badly.", he hugged her, and cried into her shirt, "The truth is that I love you so much. I always have, and I always will. Please don't leave me.", he begged.
Oh, poor Vegeta. She had made him relive it. Now he was facing the fact that he would have to go through her death someday too. "Vegeta, I never understood why you were so cold. I do now, and I'm so sorry for your loss."
"There doesn't have to be a loss. Just don't die on me now. Please!!!" He was trembling.
"Don't worry. It'll be a long time until I die. I won't leave you behind any time soon.", she said reassuringly
He pushed her back, and said, "But in the book it said that you felt yourself dying today."
"The diary? You thought it was mine?"
"Well isn't it?"
"No, Vegeta. Don't you know that it belonged to Bulma?", she said.
"Who?"
"Your first wife.", she said.
He picked up the book, and began scanning the dates. "Bulma Briefs...Oh, that was my great-great-great-grandmother. 'I have to tell Vegeta.'", he read, "The Vegeta in this book is my ancestor. The last full-blood Saiya- jin, and the one who's dying isn't you. It's Bulma Briefs; his wife." He sighed. "Not you."
"So than this is just one big misunderstanding?"
"I guess.", he replied, "Thank Kami."
She smiled. "You said that you loved me.", she said with tears in her eyes; tears of joy.
He blushed, than said, "Well...I guess that Saiya-jins can love after all." 'What have I come to.', he thought, no said.
"What did you say?", she asked.
He smirked. 'That I can love you after all.', he telepathically replied.
She hugged him, and felt her life become perfect.
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Eight years later...
"Okay, Vegeta, now I want you to stand up.", Vegeta told his six year old son, who was a small version of himself.
"But Dad, it a-hundred and fifty times gravity! I can't. I can barely breath."
"Fine." Vegeta turned the level down to one-hundred. "I don't want any excuses. I know you can do it now."
Young Vegeta stood. "I...did...it!", he said.
"Good work, son. Now walk across the room."
His son began walking, showing great effort. He was so powerful for such a young age. He wasn't even as strong as Vegeta jr.(the older one) had been at the age of six, yet Vegeta jr. had so much pride for his son. So, he had done it. The line of Vegeta's continued. That was all he wanted, right? Wrong. He felt a warmth in his heart whenever he was around the boy, or his beautiful wife. He didn't try to fight it any more. He was in love, and proud of his family.
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Hundreds of years later...
Vegeta sat next to his wife. (the original Vegeta). Thier shared personal heaven wasn't quite as exciting as it had been at first, but that didn't matter. He still loved her. Thier heaven had gone from looking like a paradise in the clouds to a mix between Capsule Corp., and Vejita-sei.
"Vegeta, what are you doing?", Bulma asked.
"Oh, hi Bulma. I was just watching the earth again."
"What's going on today?"
"Nothing.", he said, closing the portal, and kissing her, "I would much rather spend some more time with you."
"Likewise.", she said, kissing him back. He hugged her wth all his might again.
Then suddenly, thier setting changed. They were standing togather in front of King Yemma's desk. "Vegeta, Bulma, long time no see.", the large red ogre said.
Vegeta grabbed Bulma's hand, and she screamed in pain. His strength had returned. "What's going on, Yemma?!", Vegeta asked.
"Well, you see, it's come to my attention that your souls grow bored in heaven.", King Yemma replied.
"So you've brought us to lymbo?", Vegeta asked.
"Only temporarily. You see, no one really ever stays in one place for all eternity. Your souls have grown bored of this existance, and so I think it's time you faced your reincarnations."
"You want to give us knew lives? That doesn't sound too bad.", Vegeta said.
"Well, you will be randomly thrown born into knew bodies with no memories of your previous lives. I'm afraid that the chances of you two ever seeing eachother again will be near one in infinity, and even if that near- impossible chance somehow comes to be, and you meet in another life, the chances of you realizing it are exponentially slimmer."
"No.", Vegeta said simply.
"What?"
"No. My answer is no. Niether me or Bulma will be reincarnated, and that's final."
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Vegeta. I'm sorry."
Vegeta felt his eye twitch in fury, as he rose into the air. "You wanna try to take her away from me again?!!!! Go ahead, but you'll have to fight me first!!!!!" Vegeta felt himself transforming through all of his forms, than to another one that he didn't have before. He looked down, and noticed that he wore read fur on his chest. He felt invincable.
"Vegeta, calm down!", Bulma yelled.
"You wrote something on a ring once; that our love was more powerful than any dimentional wall. Well, it's true. Even the gods will not take you away from me!!!!" Pieces of the sky began to fall, and show an infinate darkness. His power was destorying the phisical cosmos. He had to stop himself.
King Yemma put up his hand, he opened a portal. Vegeta saw Bulma begin to be pulled into it. He went back to his first form, and grabbed her hands. "Bulma, I don't want to face a lifetime without you.", he said, "Letalone trillions."
"Someday, my love.", she said, "Some day, we WILL meet again. We have infinatey to find eachother, and the fates will have to be with us."
"Goodbye, Bulma.", he said, as they both began to dissapear inside the swirling abbuss.
"I love you.", they said simotaniously, as the existance of Vegeta, and Bulma Briefs was erased from the universe forever.
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From The Author: There will be a short epilogue, then this story is over. Thankyou to everyone who was loyal to me through this whole run. I will not stop reading your stories. Some of them are very good. Infact almost every story that I've read from any of my reviewers was absoutely excellent! Your all great! Thankyou.
