Hey everyone! I'm back again^_^ However, from now the chapters will be posted every week or so, maybe further apart than that depending on how busy I am. I am thrilled to have gotten so many encouraging reviews^_^ Thanks everyone for making me so happy!!!! I've decided to start replying to people's reviews to make you feel as special as me:-)
Android 18- Thanks for being a consistant reviewer!!^_^ I'm so glad you liked it enough to read the next chapter! I hope I don't disappoint you with this chapter...Oh and yeah, I feel sorry for Bulma too!
lil choco bunni- Thanks for your review! *Grins*
Laura- Thank you! I will try to keep you happy with good chapters....
XPrEpxHaTeRX- Hee. Thanks for the enthusiastic review^_^
Sakura-chan- Well here's the update^_^ Thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z :-(
She Wept Tears: By Lady Indis^_^
PART THREE: Telepathy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had been a week since he'd disappeared. Bulma went on with her life as normal, being a little more lenient with Trunks than she normally would have been. He noticed the change and talked to Goten and Gohan about it.
Gohan patted him on the back. "Well, Trunks, she's going through a difficult time, what with your daddy gone and all."
Trunks scowled at the word 'daddy'. He was eight after all, and Gohan was a lot older...sheesh..
"Well this is just some Saiyan test though, isn't it??" Trunks asked Gohan.
Gohan shook his head. "I don't think so; Dad never left like this...I mean," he laughed, "Dad's left plenty of times to save the Earth from evil like Frieza, and Cell, but he usually tells us, and he doesn't leave notes about never coming back!!"
A solemn silence fell. Seven year old Goten looked at his older brother and friend, confused about the whole thing. Trunks had a scowl on his face, while Gohan just watched him.
"Hmmph." Trunks said finally. "I don't see why dad had to leave."
"What if he didn't want to leave?" Goten offered. "What if that note wasn't even written by him, or what if he had no choice?? Maybe if he didn't go, he'd be killed or something."
"Uh-uh, stupid." Trunks said. "My dad and your dad are the strongest fighters in the galaxy. Nothing can kill either of them."
"Maybe your mommy's life was in danger," Goten suggested, looking at Trunks with wide eyes.
Trunks thought for a minute. "Maybe...anyways, I'm ready to train!! Ready to get totally beaten, guys??" he jumped up, a smirk on his face like his dad's before a fight.
"You bet!!" Gohan grinned. "Well maybe not the getting totally beaten part...How 'bout you two fight first though, I need to talk to Mom."
The two young Saiyans grinned at each other.
"Let's not power up today," Trunks said, smirking. "You don't have much control with your energy attack."
Goten stuck out his tongue. "That's why we SHOULD work on it, dumbbell!!!"
Trunks folded his arms across his chest as he looked at Goten mock-angrilly. "Dumbbell, huh. Alright, you asked for it!!!"
The two laughing boys started their warm-ups while they waited for Gohan.
Gohan was talking to Chichi inside the house. "So, do you think what Goten said could be possible??? That he had no choice?"
Chichi had a scowl on her face. "I suppose, Gohan, but it's not very likely. Of course, that man has a habit of attracting trouble, doesn't he??"
Gohan chuckled even though the situation wasn't exactly funny. "That he does."
Chichi made a "hurumph' sort of noise, and looked at her son. "And Goku and the Z fighters always have to sort everything out."
Gohan reddened. "That's so not true, mom!!! Vegeta IS a good person now....just kinda...difficult to talk to..ehehe!!!"
Chichi glared at him. "Well, I for one feel sorry for Bulma. Goodness knows how's she's dealing with all of this."
"Trunks says she's doing just fine, kinda out of it but still just fine."
Chichi raised her eyesbrows. "Now, that makes A LOT of sense," She said sarcastically. "Out of it, but just fine??? That's a good one....maybe I'd better see her...take her to a movie or something..."
"Uhh, mom....you always talk during the whole movie..that's not really a good idea...ehehe..."
"Whatever!! By the way, Gohan, have you heard from Goku lately?? Or Piccolo?? It's been a week you know."
"I know....no I haven't....i could go up to Kami Lookout and see if Mr. Popo knows anything about them."
"You do that...be back before dinner though!!!"
"Okay mom!!" Gohan waved and ran out the front door to see the two youngest-ever Saiyans fighting and laughing. "Hey guys, I gotta go to Kami's Lookout, sorry I can't fight with you today!!!" Gohan yelled as he flew up into the sky.
"HEY, THAT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!" Goten shouted. "WE WANNA PLAY WITH YOU!!!"
But his big bro was too far up into the sky. Trunks suddenly got an idea, and he whispered it to Goten, who snickered.
~*~
Never had a dream come true
Til the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
Bulma loved that song, "Never had a dream come true" by Sclub7, and had bought the CD one day after Vegeta left. Now she listened to it while she was attempting to work on a science report for her dad. But her thoughts kept roaming to Vegeta, which kept making her cry quietly and sing the song softly.
Never found the words to say
You're the one I think about every day
And I know no matter where love takes me to
A part of me will always be with you....
"Vegeta you asshole...why'd you have to leave me here??" All previous thoughts of hating him forever were gone, and now all Bulma wanted was him back in her arms where he belonged.
Or at least where he had belonged.
Now she didn't know what to think anymore, so she had quietly suffered for the past week, spending most of her time in the basement lab, trying to hold onto a life that was gone.
~*~
Vegeta hadn't been able to do anything for the first few days; the pain from the previous battle with Sven was too great. He gritted his teeth, remembering what had happened.
~~FLASHBACK~~
"FINAL FLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta yelled at Sven, who held out a finger and destroyed the energy attack with a small blast of his own. Vegeta watched in shock as Sven chuckled and leapt at him, his fist in the air.
~~END FLASHBACK~~
That was all he remembered...which meant that he must've been knocked out right away.
But on the third day, he was able to do a couple hundred sit-ups, pushing himself to his limit. Before, of course, his limit had been....well there hadn't really been a limit....but now he couldn't do much.
He hated himself for it.
"Damn him!!!" Vegeta growled as he eased his aching body back onto the floor. "That Sven character....who is he anyway??? He had said....."
"Your wife is the one we want."
The words echoed through Vegeta's head. "Oh no...." He clenched his fists angrilly. "Maybe...I can get a message through to Goku....We're both pure-blooded Saiyans after all...." He smirked. "Of course, I'm the better of the two." He sat up indian-style, closing his eyes for concentration. Kakkarot, can you hear me??? This is Vegeta.
~*~
Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, and #18 were in another galaxy, one of the many they'd searched for Vegeta.
"How could he just be gone like this?" Krillin asked as they flew from one planet to the next, their hopes dashed each time when they didn't sense Vegeta's presence.
Kakkarot??
Suddenly Goku gasped, and whirled around. He shut his eyes. Vegeta, is it really you??
The reply came back right away. Of course it's me, moron.
Goku laughed out loud, and the others looked at him like he was crazy. This is great, where are you? How are you?
I'm just fine, obviously. Hmmph. But Vegeta sounded a little shaky.
Really? Why... did you leave?
I didn't, I was captured. By some guy named Master Sven or something.
Whoa....hmmm...do you know where you are? What galaxy?
No idea. There was silence for a moment. How...how is everyone?
I don't know, Bulma seemed alright when I talked to her last, but I don't know how she is now. She's probably fine, you know how tough she can be....and as long as she can hide it, she's fine.
Kakkarot, would you go talk to her? Tell her I was captured...
I'm with Piccolo, Krillin, and #18 now in another galaxy, looking for you...
Go home then. I can take care of myself, I'm a prince.
Are you sure??
Of course I'm sure!!! Vegeta sounded annoyed. Now go home.
Okay, okay. Goku turned to his friends, who were waiting patiently. "Ummm, guys, I was just talking to Vegeta. He's been captured....by a Master Sven....he wants us to go home, says he can take care of himself. But I'm not really sure he can. You know how arrogant he can be, and it seemed to me that he is actually hurt, he just doesn't want to tell me."
"VEGETA has been CAPTURED?!?!" Krillin yelled in amazement. "Are we talking about the same Vegeta??"
"It was him..." Goku said quietly.
"And you were communicating with him telepathically?" Piccolo asked. He frowned. "That's odd, I wonder if it's because of the Fusion that you did."
Goku shrugged. "But it WAS him, I know it."
"Well then. Let's go back to Earth as he wants. But if he isn't back in one week, we're going to go find him whether he likes it or not." Piccolo decided. "Okay with everyone?"
Everyone nodded.
END OF PART THREE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay people...I'm not srue if Goku and Vegy could really communicate like that....but hey it's possible right? Anyway, please review and let me know what you think! Also, feel free to email me at either lydia_dreamster@hotmail.com or ladyindis@yahoo.com
Android 18- Thanks for being a consistant reviewer!!^_^ I'm so glad you liked it enough to read the next chapter! I hope I don't disappoint you with this chapter...Oh and yeah, I feel sorry for Bulma too!
lil choco bunni- Thanks for your review! *Grins*
Laura- Thank you! I will try to keep you happy with good chapters....
XPrEpxHaTeRX- Hee. Thanks for the enthusiastic review^_^
Sakura-chan- Well here's the update^_^ Thanks for reviewing!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z :-(
She Wept Tears: By Lady Indis^_^
PART THREE: Telepathy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It had been a week since he'd disappeared. Bulma went on with her life as normal, being a little more lenient with Trunks than she normally would have been. He noticed the change and talked to Goten and Gohan about it.
Gohan patted him on the back. "Well, Trunks, she's going through a difficult time, what with your daddy gone and all."
Trunks scowled at the word 'daddy'. He was eight after all, and Gohan was a lot older...sheesh..
"Well this is just some Saiyan test though, isn't it??" Trunks asked Gohan.
Gohan shook his head. "I don't think so; Dad never left like this...I mean," he laughed, "Dad's left plenty of times to save the Earth from evil like Frieza, and Cell, but he usually tells us, and he doesn't leave notes about never coming back!!"
A solemn silence fell. Seven year old Goten looked at his older brother and friend, confused about the whole thing. Trunks had a scowl on his face, while Gohan just watched him.
"Hmmph." Trunks said finally. "I don't see why dad had to leave."
"What if he didn't want to leave?" Goten offered. "What if that note wasn't even written by him, or what if he had no choice?? Maybe if he didn't go, he'd be killed or something."
"Uh-uh, stupid." Trunks said. "My dad and your dad are the strongest fighters in the galaxy. Nothing can kill either of them."
"Maybe your mommy's life was in danger," Goten suggested, looking at Trunks with wide eyes.
Trunks thought for a minute. "Maybe...anyways, I'm ready to train!! Ready to get totally beaten, guys??" he jumped up, a smirk on his face like his dad's before a fight.
"You bet!!" Gohan grinned. "Well maybe not the getting totally beaten part...How 'bout you two fight first though, I need to talk to Mom."
The two young Saiyans grinned at each other.
"Let's not power up today," Trunks said, smirking. "You don't have much control with your energy attack."
Goten stuck out his tongue. "That's why we SHOULD work on it, dumbbell!!!"
Trunks folded his arms across his chest as he looked at Goten mock-angrilly. "Dumbbell, huh. Alright, you asked for it!!!"
The two laughing boys started their warm-ups while they waited for Gohan.
Gohan was talking to Chichi inside the house. "So, do you think what Goten said could be possible??? That he had no choice?"
Chichi had a scowl on her face. "I suppose, Gohan, but it's not very likely. Of course, that man has a habit of attracting trouble, doesn't he??"
Gohan chuckled even though the situation wasn't exactly funny. "That he does."
Chichi made a "hurumph' sort of noise, and looked at her son. "And Goku and the Z fighters always have to sort everything out."
Gohan reddened. "That's so not true, mom!!! Vegeta IS a good person now....just kinda...difficult to talk to..ehehe!!!"
Chichi glared at him. "Well, I for one feel sorry for Bulma. Goodness knows how's she's dealing with all of this."
"Trunks says she's doing just fine, kinda out of it but still just fine."
Chichi raised her eyesbrows. "Now, that makes A LOT of sense," She said sarcastically. "Out of it, but just fine??? That's a good one....maybe I'd better see her...take her to a movie or something..."
"Uhh, mom....you always talk during the whole movie..that's not really a good idea...ehehe..."
"Whatever!! By the way, Gohan, have you heard from Goku lately?? Or Piccolo?? It's been a week you know."
"I know....no I haven't....i could go up to Kami Lookout and see if Mr. Popo knows anything about them."
"You do that...be back before dinner though!!!"
"Okay mom!!" Gohan waved and ran out the front door to see the two youngest-ever Saiyans fighting and laughing. "Hey guys, I gotta go to Kami's Lookout, sorry I can't fight with you today!!!" Gohan yelled as he flew up into the sky.
"HEY, THAT'S NOT FAIR!!!!!" Goten shouted. "WE WANNA PLAY WITH YOU!!!"
But his big bro was too far up into the sky. Trunks suddenly got an idea, and he whispered it to Goten, who snickered.
~*~
Never had a dream come true
Til the day that I found you
Even though I pretend that I've moved on
You'll always be my baby
Bulma loved that song, "Never had a dream come true" by Sclub7, and had bought the CD one day after Vegeta left. Now she listened to it while she was attempting to work on a science report for her dad. But her thoughts kept roaming to Vegeta, which kept making her cry quietly and sing the song softly.
Never found the words to say
You're the one I think about every day
And I know no matter where love takes me to
A part of me will always be with you....
"Vegeta you asshole...why'd you have to leave me here??" All previous thoughts of hating him forever were gone, and now all Bulma wanted was him back in her arms where he belonged.
Or at least where he had belonged.
Now she didn't know what to think anymore, so she had quietly suffered for the past week, spending most of her time in the basement lab, trying to hold onto a life that was gone.
~*~
Vegeta hadn't been able to do anything for the first few days; the pain from the previous battle with Sven was too great. He gritted his teeth, remembering what had happened.
~~FLASHBACK~~
"FINAL FLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Vegeta yelled at Sven, who held out a finger and destroyed the energy attack with a small blast of his own. Vegeta watched in shock as Sven chuckled and leapt at him, his fist in the air.
~~END FLASHBACK~~
That was all he remembered...which meant that he must've been knocked out right away.
But on the third day, he was able to do a couple hundred sit-ups, pushing himself to his limit. Before, of course, his limit had been....well there hadn't really been a limit....but now he couldn't do much.
He hated himself for it.
"Damn him!!!" Vegeta growled as he eased his aching body back onto the floor. "That Sven character....who is he anyway??? He had said....."
"Your wife is the one we want."
The words echoed through Vegeta's head. "Oh no...." He clenched his fists angrilly. "Maybe...I can get a message through to Goku....We're both pure-blooded Saiyans after all...." He smirked. "Of course, I'm the better of the two." He sat up indian-style, closing his eyes for concentration. Kakkarot, can you hear me??? This is Vegeta.
~*~
Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, and #18 were in another galaxy, one of the many they'd searched for Vegeta.
"How could he just be gone like this?" Krillin asked as they flew from one planet to the next, their hopes dashed each time when they didn't sense Vegeta's presence.
Kakkarot??
Suddenly Goku gasped, and whirled around. He shut his eyes. Vegeta, is it really you??
The reply came back right away. Of course it's me, moron.
Goku laughed out loud, and the others looked at him like he was crazy. This is great, where are you? How are you?
I'm just fine, obviously. Hmmph. But Vegeta sounded a little shaky.
Really? Why... did you leave?
I didn't, I was captured. By some guy named Master Sven or something.
Whoa....hmmm...do you know where you are? What galaxy?
No idea. There was silence for a moment. How...how is everyone?
I don't know, Bulma seemed alright when I talked to her last, but I don't know how she is now. She's probably fine, you know how tough she can be....and as long as she can hide it, she's fine.
Kakkarot, would you go talk to her? Tell her I was captured...
I'm with Piccolo, Krillin, and #18 now in another galaxy, looking for you...
Go home then. I can take care of myself, I'm a prince.
Are you sure??
Of course I'm sure!!! Vegeta sounded annoyed. Now go home.
Okay, okay. Goku turned to his friends, who were waiting patiently. "Ummm, guys, I was just talking to Vegeta. He's been captured....by a Master Sven....he wants us to go home, says he can take care of himself. But I'm not really sure he can. You know how arrogant he can be, and it seemed to me that he is actually hurt, he just doesn't want to tell me."
"VEGETA has been CAPTURED?!?!" Krillin yelled in amazement. "Are we talking about the same Vegeta??"
"It was him..." Goku said quietly.
"And you were communicating with him telepathically?" Piccolo asked. He frowned. "That's odd, I wonder if it's because of the Fusion that you did."
Goku shrugged. "But it WAS him, I know it."
"Well then. Let's go back to Earth as he wants. But if he isn't back in one week, we're going to go find him whether he likes it or not." Piccolo decided. "Okay with everyone?"
Everyone nodded.
END OF PART THREE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Okay people...I'm not srue if Goku and Vegy could really communicate like that....but hey it's possible right? Anyway, please review and let me know what you think! Also, feel free to email me at either lydia_dreamster@hotmail.com or ladyindis@yahoo.com