Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, and I'm over it... *bawls*
A-Chan: Sorry it took so long to add a new chapter. It wouldn't let me upload. -_-;; But, I posted two to make you feel better.
open my eyes slowly. The sun is coming up. Did I stay here all night? .....Guess so. I try to lay back down, when I lie on a pair of feet. I look up in shock, to see my son.
" Um.. Hello.. What are you doing here?"
" Father.. I've been searching all over for you! You got me worried!" He looks in my eyes with impatience, searching for some kind of response.
I look into his middle-aged eyes and shrug. I sit up.
" I am sorry. I did not mean to make you worry, though you know I can take care of myself." I stand and embrace him for a moment.
" Father, you are getting old. It may not be as easy as it used to. You know, taking care of yourself. So.. I decided that I want you to move in with my wife and I."
" NO." I say and look toward where my house stands. " I'm not leaving my cabin."
" Father! I am not going to argue with you, I am demanding that you come and live with me."
" You can't demand me to do anything! I'm not leaving that house."
It grows silent for a moment as I think.
****
" Kakarot, grab that hammer there, you silly."
" This one?" I say.
" Yes." Vegeta smiles.
I grab the hammer and start to hammer a nail into one of the boards. My clumsy hand seems to slip, and I crush my finger. I shout profanities as I shake my hand, trying to rid myself of the pain.
"Aaw.. Kaka.. let me make it feel better." Vegeta says as he kisses my wound.
****
Vegeta and I had built that cabin together.. We lived in it together.. I just.. can't leave all of that behind....
" I know why you don't want to leave it father... But it is time."
" Time for what?" I know what he means, I grow impatient with him.
" Time for you to leave it behind. Time for you to get over his death, Father. It's been so long, why can't you just leave it all behind, forget it...?"
" Because Goten! He was my only love, my only friend. I will never get over it.. until I see him again... It was too hard to bear... When he left.. a part of me did to.. The part of me that was most essential. The part of me that loved.. I'll never be able to love again.. So... what is the point of my living?" I suddenly start to think of that word again.. suicide.
Goten grabs my shoulders and shakes them. " Father, wake up, and see that you aren't the only one who has lost someone. It is a part of life, it is inevitable. It is bound to happen to everyone. There are people who went through the same thing you did. But they carry on with their life! At least he went peacefully!"
My eyes widen as I see Vegeta dying by my hands. Peacefully?.. No not at all.. and It's my fault... My eyes fill with tears, and I no longer can see my son.
" Father?" He shakes me again, stirring my thoughts. I come back to reality.
" Are you alright? Is there something you want to tell me?"
" No son.."
****
I walk out of the hospital room, with my eyes wide and face pale with shock. Trunks looks up at me. He knows. Somehow he knew what had happened. Yes, the Saiyans have a telepathic bond.. That's how I could tell that he knew what I did. But he was the only one who sensed it. The only one who ever knew, at that. He knew that it was better I did that.. But I could see extreme envy toward me.
****
Trunks committed the act of suicide two years later. Not only was his father's death too hard for him to bare, he was hurt knowing that I helped him pass. Trunks trusted me.. I guess I lost that ... He hated me for doing what I did, but because he trusted me so much.. he didn't tell anyone.. he just hated me. He looked up to me as his second father.. and I lost all of his trust and respect..
I wonder if he has even forgiven me.. My throat tightens with my emotions.
" Father, can we go?" He looks at me, wondering what is wrong.
" Where is there to go...?" I say vaguely.
" To my house. You are coming with me.. You are going to stay with me."
I follow him to his hover car, and get in slowly. I look at the leather seats, and remember Vegeta's leather jacket.
Hanging in the closet still.
I look out the window and watch as we drive away at a high speed. I find myself saying my goodbyes..
Goodbye to the beach where Vegeta and I spent our romantic nights...
Goodbye to the house where we lived in harmony...
Goodbye to the trail we walked on together..
Goodbye to the field we had picnics in...
Goodbye to lost hopes and dreams..
Goodbye to love...
Goodbye... my companion.. I have to leave you in the past.....
A-Chan: *sad, tear* Soon, soon... he will find his love, don't worry...