She Wept Tears chapter 11....Grande Finalle..
Yes, it is finally here. The Grande Finalle..hehe I just had to continue the last chapter after the reviews I got^^ One thing though..i think I will continue the story of Videl as a Half-Saiyan in another story....haha I hope it's good!!
I must thank all my readers for being there for me, through my chapters..at first, I wasn't suwe how to do it, so it was a song fic, of sorts. (Remember Sclub7..?) But now I've come a long way, learned many things...I think I came out of this a better writer.. And I thank you:)
And without further ado...
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"...And Sven fell, but not before his Ki Ball fell, with him."
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They were all hit, hit with the mighty force that had been Sven's last hurrah. It should have been enough to kill them all....
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TWO DAYS LATER....
Vegeta opened his eyes. He was in a room very much like...Bulma's hospital. He frowned; that couldn't be right. He tried to move, disregarding burning areas he'd rather not talk about, but was stopped by a warm body pressed against his. He looked down, startled. It was Bulma. Asleep and curled up, arms around him.
"Bulma...." He whispered. 'Is this real? It's strange.. this feeling..'
For he had just felt love, real and true love.
He had never known love, not in his whole, horribly sad and cruel past. Until thare was Bulma..she took him in...true, she forced him to do things (*cough..pink shirt*) but she..took care of him, too. He had eventually mated, and married her...because he knew she loved him, whatever that emotion was. Because he knew she'd provide for him, not that he wanted to admit a weakness. But now, there was another reason.
He loved her. So deeply, so truly...he didn't want to let her out of his sight; not now, not ever. She was his...."And i..am yours," He whispered to the silent, breathing figure beside him.
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But right now, there was another matter to clear up. The matter of surviving. For he could feel new strength in him, far surpassing what he had had before. That meant that he was alive, for whatever reason, he was alive.
And for the first time, he was truly happy just to...live. That didn't mean he went through a total change; it simply meant he had a new understanding of life, of humans. And yes, he felt like he understood Kakkarot, just a little more. How happily innocent the fool was.
Vegeta stood up, folding the blankets over Bulma gently, and walked out of the too-bright room. In the hallway, he saw Yamcha. Yamcha. His fists clenched; he definitely still had anger.
"Uh..how ya doing?" Yamcha said, somewhat uncertain. He didn't want to be crushed right now.
Vegeta wasn't going to reply, then he figured he might as well answer. It would hardly hurt him to do so. He needed some answers, too. "Fine," He said shortly. "How...did we survive?" He glared at Yamcha, defying him to answer. (A.N. Yep, same old Vegeta^^ But do you notice small changes in him?)
"You might want to ask Piccolo that. He's the one who saved you." Yamcha tried to make himself appear smaller. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.(A.N. Sorry, i just don't like Yamcha)
"Piccolo? How.. could that Green Namek help anyone?"
"Uh...??" Yamcha blinked. "Oh, well, uh. He..uh, has found a new technique through his meditation.. He's still learning it though, and didn't think of it, when you were all deciding who would go to..uh...Sven's place..."
".....And?" Vegeta was getting annoyed.
"And...he realized it after the fighting started...uh...he, uh..."
"Ah, shutup. Where is he? I'll just ask him myself. I suppose I have to thank him anyway." Vegeta shoved by Yamcha without waiting for an answer.
"Yeah, uh, you do that!! He's, uh, he's.. heck, I don't know where he is." Yamcha called after him.
Vegeta ignored him, instead focusing on Piccolo's Ki, which was in the kitchen with Goku. Food sounded like a good idea to the Saiyan, and he transported over there.
"Hiya!" Goku grinned through a mouthful of what appeared to be chicken. Piccolo was sitting beside him at the table.
Vegeta nodded at him, with a sort of smirk. "You. Piccolo."
Piccolo looked up, wondering what the hell the arrogant Prince wanted. "Vegeta."
"What did you do? What was your.. technique.. that saved us?" Vegeta asked, a little envious. "It was.. Well. Thank you." He said 'thank you' very haughtily, but still, the fact that he said it at all surprised both Piccolo and Goku.
Piccolo blinked. A thank you, from Vegeta? "You're very welcome," He said quietly. "As for my technique..It wasn't much of a technique at all, simply a thing I had picked up through my meditating. I can..make Ki-Balls..energy balls..less powerful if I concentrate very hard."
"And that, that simple thing, is what saved us?" Vegeta said in disbelief.
Piccolo looked at him, a trace of arrogance in his own face. "I believe it was sufficient, as you are here, breathing."
Vegeta pondered over something, and when he finally asked the question, both Goku and Piccolo, and yes, even Vegeta, laughed. "Would you.. teach me that method, Namek?"
THE END
How was it? :) I wanted to end it on a happy note....hehe. That Vegeta...I tried to change him just a dab, just enough to understand and accept some things, but remain his sarcastivce, arrogant self^^ Lady-Indis
Yes, it is finally here. The Grande Finalle..hehe I just had to continue the last chapter after the reviews I got^^ One thing though..i think I will continue the story of Videl as a Half-Saiyan in another story....haha I hope it's good!!
I must thank all my readers for being there for me, through my chapters..at first, I wasn't suwe how to do it, so it was a song fic, of sorts. (Remember Sclub7..?) But now I've come a long way, learned many things...I think I came out of this a better writer.. And I thank you:)
And without further ado...
* * *
"...And Sven fell, but not before his Ki Ball fell, with him."
* * *
They were all hit, hit with the mighty force that had been Sven's last hurrah. It should have been enough to kill them all....
* * *
TWO DAYS LATER....
Vegeta opened his eyes. He was in a room very much like...Bulma's hospital. He frowned; that couldn't be right. He tried to move, disregarding burning areas he'd rather not talk about, but was stopped by a warm body pressed against his. He looked down, startled. It was Bulma. Asleep and curled up, arms around him.
"Bulma...." He whispered. 'Is this real? It's strange.. this feeling..'
For he had just felt love, real and true love.
He had never known love, not in his whole, horribly sad and cruel past. Until thare was Bulma..she took him in...true, she forced him to do things (*cough..pink shirt*) but she..took care of him, too. He had eventually mated, and married her...because he knew she loved him, whatever that emotion was. Because he knew she'd provide for him, not that he wanted to admit a weakness. But now, there was another reason.
He loved her. So deeply, so truly...he didn't want to let her out of his sight; not now, not ever. She was his...."And i..am yours," He whispered to the silent, breathing figure beside him.
* * *
But right now, there was another matter to clear up. The matter of surviving. For he could feel new strength in him, far surpassing what he had had before. That meant that he was alive, for whatever reason, he was alive.
And for the first time, he was truly happy just to...live. That didn't mean he went through a total change; it simply meant he had a new understanding of life, of humans. And yes, he felt like he understood Kakkarot, just a little more. How happily innocent the fool was.
Vegeta stood up, folding the blankets over Bulma gently, and walked out of the too-bright room. In the hallway, he saw Yamcha. Yamcha. His fists clenched; he definitely still had anger.
"Uh..how ya doing?" Yamcha said, somewhat uncertain. He didn't want to be crushed right now.
Vegeta wasn't going to reply, then he figured he might as well answer. It would hardly hurt him to do so. He needed some answers, too. "Fine," He said shortly. "How...did we survive?" He glared at Yamcha, defying him to answer. (A.N. Yep, same old Vegeta^^ But do you notice small changes in him?)
"You might want to ask Piccolo that. He's the one who saved you." Yamcha tried to make himself appear smaller. Vegeta raised an eyebrow.(A.N. Sorry, i just don't like Yamcha)
"Piccolo? How.. could that Green Namek help anyone?"
"Uh...??" Yamcha blinked. "Oh, well, uh. He..uh, has found a new technique through his meditation.. He's still learning it though, and didn't think of it, when you were all deciding who would go to..uh...Sven's place..."
".....And?" Vegeta was getting annoyed.
"And...he realized it after the fighting started...uh...he, uh..."
"Ah, shutup. Where is he? I'll just ask him myself. I suppose I have to thank him anyway." Vegeta shoved by Yamcha without waiting for an answer.
"Yeah, uh, you do that!! He's, uh, he's.. heck, I don't know where he is." Yamcha called after him.
Vegeta ignored him, instead focusing on Piccolo's Ki, which was in the kitchen with Goku. Food sounded like a good idea to the Saiyan, and he transported over there.
"Hiya!" Goku grinned through a mouthful of what appeared to be chicken. Piccolo was sitting beside him at the table.
Vegeta nodded at him, with a sort of smirk. "You. Piccolo."
Piccolo looked up, wondering what the hell the arrogant Prince wanted. "Vegeta."
"What did you do? What was your.. technique.. that saved us?" Vegeta asked, a little envious. "It was.. Well. Thank you." He said 'thank you' very haughtily, but still, the fact that he said it at all surprised both Piccolo and Goku.
Piccolo blinked. A thank you, from Vegeta? "You're very welcome," He said quietly. "As for my technique..It wasn't much of a technique at all, simply a thing I had picked up through my meditating. I can..make Ki-Balls..energy balls..less powerful if I concentrate very hard."
"And that, that simple thing, is what saved us?" Vegeta said in disbelief.
Piccolo looked at him, a trace of arrogance in his own face. "I believe it was sufficient, as you are here, breathing."
Vegeta pondered over something, and when he finally asked the question, both Goku and Piccolo, and yes, even Vegeta, laughed. "Would you.. teach me that method, Namek?"
THE END
How was it? :) I wanted to end it on a happy note....hehe. That Vegeta...I tried to change him just a dab, just enough to understand and accept some things, but remain his sarcastivce, arrogant self^^ Lady-Indis