Tears of a Prince

Disclaimer: I do not own dbz it belongs to the brilliant mind of Akira Toriyama and funimation

This is my third or forth story, this is the most dramatic I have ever gone. It was distancing me from my earlier action fics but I think every author needs to do that. This is a very somewhat sad story, much death in story gets gloomy, but that's is the point to see how the characters develop and alter due to the events. So without any further interruptions I give you Tears of a Prince.

A/N~Sorry for the late update, I really have been busy, and haven't found much time like I use to, I am really concentrating on stupid school, it sucks that I don't have as much spare time as before but I'm still going to try as hard as possible to continue with my stories.

~~The Funeral has passed, all grieve and soon the events are shown to us. Bulma has died, but how, and why? What other effects will emerge from this tragedy? Now I give you the new chapter. ~Vegeta now battles in his head with his old self, as Trunks now becomes ill

~~Check out the last part of the Shavocaian Saga, 'Hell has Returned'

All is ill in the family, with a death, and major grieving, that is not the most affective thing. The effects go from physical to mental for some and soon old lives come into play in the present. Many will suffer, and some will die, as the Briefs family is put on the edge at all turns. What is to come of the family?

Breakdown-Part II

The day went on. The cars kept moving, life continued, yet for the Briefs family it seemed like time had stopped.

Life as it was, appeared twisted, very odd. Especially for those who now knew time was limited to spend with those whom you loved.

Vegeta continued to pace back and forth up and down the hospital hallway. Then familiar voices were heard from the main entrance, Gohan and the others had arrived. Bra rushed to greet them, in which all gave their "I'm sorry's" to which Bra did not like. She felt it as if they thought of Trunks as dead, yet in a way he already was. His days were truly numbered, she knew it, they knew, and that's what really brought a tear to her eyes.

All was said and done, and yet she then at that very moment saw her father, and it too brought a tear to her eye to see him so torn up, so wrecked. She could not stand the weight that no one asked her to bear she felt all their pain as if it was her burden. All was too much for the teenager she quickly went out to the parking lot where she totally broke down, away from the others.

She didn't want them to see her like this; she didn't want them to pity her. She never in her life liked the whole idea of others pitying her.

She was bigger than that, she had pride as her father did, and even in this situation she had a little bit of pride in her. Even in this situation she felt like she had a name to live up to. She felt like she had to carry this load as a test to prove that she was a woman.

She soon pulled herself back together and began to look around. She looked upon the heavens, the sky as blue as it could be. The cool autumn breeze carrying the falling leaves across the lot. She began to see just what her brother was going to be missing out on. She realized how lucky she was; she realized that now, how much life meant to her.

She then looked back into the lobby and saw the others sitting, waiting for Trunks to be released. So she got it together, rubbed her eyes of all tears and marched back into the hospital and faced the reality of her now crumbling life.

Bra entered and sat down with her friends who were comforting her. She allowed it and soon saw her father exit out a back door. He seemed troubled and for some strange reason she knew Trunks was not the only one ill.

Vegeta stumbled out the door gasping for some air. He began to grasp within himself struggling to keep his inner self from coming out.

"You shall not surface! I will not allow you to ruin my life." Vegeta continued to struggle as his inner self began to respond.

"Ruin what, your glorious life, what a joke, look at it! The women you love is dead, and your own blood is about to suffer the same fate, now what is there to ruin that already isn't?" Vegeta began to weep as he came to grips to see his own life falling to bits.

"So what if I am facing great perils in my life, that gives you no right to just barge into the life that I left you out of a long time ago."

"See, you did take something from me, you took my life, and you are living it all the wrong ways. What happened to the joy of murder, killing, and destruction?" Vegeta soon began to have flashbacks of such events, and little by little the old Vegeta got more control.

"Yes, you see, you can never run from your roots, they will always be in control." As soon as it came to control it was shut out as Vegeta finally came to grips of his loose of control.

"No! I wont let you tare my life to shreds, I would rather have it torn by the death of my son rather than have you do it! May you be damned to whatever fate you should have endured, I only hope that I never hear from you again!" as Vegeta shouted those words it was as if the old self had vanished, and Vegeta felt a heavy load lifted from his heart, and soon found that he was free, for now.

He took what new discovered pride he had and went back into the hospital and back into the lobby and sat down with his daughter whom now had lost a bit of respect for him.

"Hey dad." Bra greeted her father in a sarcastic manner and just crossed her arms as he joined her. Vegeta let out a sigh and began to talk to his daughter.

"Hello Bra, how have you been through out this mess?" Bra began to get angry, as her father seemed to have more care for her rather then his dying son. This flared Bra inside, but she not dare let that rage go here, at least while the others were still there.

"I'm just fine father, how are you?" She asked Vegeta in the typical teenage tone of, 'I don't give a damn what your answer is.' This got to Vegeta and did spark a bit of hurt in him. His daughter now began to reject him. The one daughter that he vowed to love and cherish now began to slip out of his reach and this was a great deal of pain for the saiyan prince.

"I just wanted to ask that's all, I just..." Vegeta couldn't even finish the sentence as he felt too much pain to bear, so he soon moved to another seat across the room.

Pan soon took the seat next to Bra, and the two began to talk of times past and good times to cheer both of them up.

"You know Pan, I really needed that, thank you." Pan smiled as she heard those words and soon looked into the room with Trunks.

"You love him don't you Pan?" Pan was at a shock with that said but soon confessed to the whole thing.

"Yes I do Bra, I have for quite some time now. I really don't know how to put it into words but I guess you just put it in blunt terms now didn't you?" Bra smiled and was at a more peace to learn that others loved her brother. She now felt that others were saying sorry not out of pity, but actually from the heart.

"I just can't believe that the doctors are just going to let him go. Let him free, when any second he could die! It's still hard to believe that he is going to die, Trunks is going to die." Pan began to break down as she said those words and now Bra began to comfort her and soon dusk turned to dawn, as the sun rose and the birds chirped.

This was the day they were taking Trunks home this was the so-called 'Final Day' under medical care. They said there was nothing to be done, and keeping him under medical care was just a waste of money. The gang didn't really take that well, it was like they were giving up, and they never were use to giving up.

"I suppose I'm going to be leaving now, aren't I doctor?" Trunks asked the doctor, as the nurse began to take out the ivies and began to turn off all the machines.

"Trunks you seem like a bright man, and you seem like you can take news well. I am not going to lie to you we are letting you go from the hospital. There is just nothing left for us to do, your condition is far to advance for any medical treatment, we feel it will just be a waste of you money to keep you here any longer. I am truly sorry that there is nothing we can do." Trunks let out a deep sigh as soon as the doctor delivered the news.

"So you're saying I can die at any moment?" Trunks looked into the doctor's eyes, and with those eyes staring the doctor could only look away from them.

"Yes, that is the situation. It is inevitable." The doctor finally took his clipboard and left the room for Vegeta and Bra to come in.

"Hey bro, how are you feeling? Up for walking?" Trunks raised an eyebrow quickly.

"Just kidding, we have the wheelchair ready and all, so um Dad do you think you can get Trunks on it?" Vegeta walked towards the bed and soon took Trunks in his arms and placed him in the chair.

Trunks soon took his sister's hand while she was next to him. His father wheeled out the chair as they entered the lobby. The whole gang was there ready in the most part to say what most likely would be their goodbyes to Trunks. Goku was the first to approach the half saiyan and soon embraced him and said his 'Goodbye'.

"Thank you Goku, be well." Trunks soon continued to move further into the lobby where Chi-Chi and Videl said their farewells. This was all too much for Bra to hold in, she had to let out some tears, for this was simply unbearable. Soon Gohan approached his friend and embraced him, with Gohan was Krillin and Piccolo. They too said goodbye. And the last to farewell the saiyan was Trunks' life long friend, and his love.

"Hey Trunks." Goten walked up to his friend and the two had to shed tears.

"(In a crying tone) Hey Goten." The two knew not what to say to one another they just soon embraced for a few long minutes, and soon the way was clear for Pan.

The two meet eyes and Pan broke down in the arms with already broken Trunks. The two embrace longer than Goten and them. At last to two meet lips and finally Vegeta rolled out the chair.

All waved farewell to their dear friend, and an already torn family prepared for another hit. They moved into the parking lot and finally one last glimpse of his friends at the lobby doors. He waved and was put into the car. Finally he was headed home.

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What will happen in Trunks' last days? How will the family really cope with it? How will Vegeta overcome his other self when it returns? Look for updates. And check out my other fics, soon to have updates.

Next Chapter: A Farewell, A Tear, and One Last Day