Hey Umi here! Just want to thank those that reviewed the first chapter, it was very encouraging! Well, here's the second chapter hope you all like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ if I did I don't think I'd be writing fanfics…
Vegeta shifted himself a little before opening his eyes. He took in a sharp breath, his right fore arm burned. Bulma walked in just as he begun to cradle his arm, his eyes closed tightly. "Vegeta, what's wrong?" Vegeta was about to retort but hissed in pain instead. Bulma walked over to him and reached out for his arm, but Vegeta pulled away and growled. "Vegeta, don't be like that! Let me see what's wrong with it!" She straightened his arm out, was startled with her discovery. Foreign symbols glowed on his forearm before settling down to a dull black color.
Vegeta and Bulma stared fascinated at the symbols. "What are they?" Bulma breathed. A gruff voice answered her, "It's Sayin-go." Bulma looked up at him a silent urge for him to continue. "It's the old writings, because we were a warrior race we had simplified our writing system. As the Prince, I was being taught this old writing, but I never finished because of Frieza."
"Can you read it?"
Vegeta stared at her a little longer before attempting to translate the little he knew of the ancient writings. "Doishunu…denai. The Prophet of Old hmmm…" Vegeta furrowed his brows in concentration, "Aiglu," sighing he stopped.
Bulma smiled, "I'm sorry Vegeta, you must still be tired." Before Vegeta could retort claiming that he was not that weak, Bulma continued, "and you will go back to sleep, then you can explain to me what happened up there." She stated firmly pushing him back on the table, where he quickly fell asleep.
Trunks flew home as fast as his seven year old body would allow him to. He was so excited about seeing his dad again; he remembered what the Son's reaction was to Goku coming home.
Flashback
Trunks was playing with Goten in Goten's room. Toys were scattered all about them and they were so into there fighter plane game that the arrival of a certain Ki signature went unnoticed for quit some time.
Just as Goten's plane did a dive bomb on a nearby 'city' a knock interrupted them. They looked at each other as if to confirm the familiar Ki signature before rushing to the door. Goten got there first and threw the door open and threw himself into his father's welcoming arms. Trunks hung back, truly glad to see the gentle giant but wasn't sure what to make of it all.
Goku noticed Trunks in the back and smiled warmly at him, "Hey Little Buddy, why don't you go and welcome your dad." Trunks's eyes grew with excitement and quickly flew out the window, not bothering to say his farewells.
Presence
Landing on Capsule Corps' lawn he hurried inside following his dad's ki. He didn't bother knocking on the door, instead just barged into the room where he came to a complete halt. Vegeta was laying on the med bed curled up clenching his stomach at times hissing in pain. "Dad?" he squeaked.
Vegeta slowly rolled over to face his son. When the burning sensation became tolerable he answered, "What?" Vegeta sat up flinching a little when Trunks ran into him and hugged his mid section. Staring down at the mop of purple hair the corners of his mouth twisted up ever so slightly.
Trunks looked up at him tears over flowing his eyes, "Dad are you okay?" Vegeta hadn't expected him to run in on him when he was in pain but he just simply nodded. "Your stomach is really hot!" Vegeta blinked a few times before undoing his belt and taking off his shirt. All across his stomach, chest, and arms were the ancient Saiyin-go language burned into him. He had been suffering silently for the past hour or so, and knew his mate would not be happy to hear that. Trunks was captivated by the strange symbols and brushed his chubby fingers across a few.
"What are they?"
"It's Sayin-go."
"Why is it written on you?"
"I'm not sure, this is the old writings. I don't know them very well," Trunks's mouth formed a silent 'oh' "Why don't you send for your mother." Trunks nodded and left obediently.
When Trunks left Vegeta sighed and stretched out waiting for his mate to appear. He didn't understand why the marks were showing up on his body but he knew they had something to do with his transformation earlier that day with Buu.
Bulma walked in and stared at her husband's chest, more writing had appeared. She was quick to scowled him for not telling her but he just rolled his eyes and settled into his usual stance. "Well, maybe I can run a few tests to see what's going on with you. Don't give me that look! I'm not going to make you into a lab rat or something. I'm a scientist not a lunatic!"
"Could have fooled me," Vegeta grumbled but followed his mate to another area of Capsule Corps.
"Well Vegeta, the test says that nothing is wrong with you."
Vegeta snorted, "Of course not, because there is nothing wrong with me!"
Bulma ignored him and typed a few things into the computer. She grabbed some stickers and wires and put them on Vegeta's bare chest. "What are you doing?"
"I want you to transform again and I want to see if there is any changes in your body. Hold still! Jeez now I know why Trunks can't sit still! Okay now transform." Vegeta just glared at her, crossing his arms across his chest stubbornly. "Come on Vegeta, humor me."
Vegeta sighed and did as he was told. Searching deep into his conscious he found the source of transformation. Pain erupted from deep with in as his aurora flared to life like silver fire. Vegeta this time struggled to keep his awareness. The computer behind Bulma began to spark as readings were being spit out. Bulma stared in horror as his eyes open to reveal a silver glow. She tried crawl away from him in fear but found there was no where for her to go. Vegeta suddenly powered down and once again fell unconscious. Bulma's breathing was labored as she stared wide eyed at her husband who was currently on the floor not even three feet away from her. She refused to move as if her very life depended on her staying still. The computer behind her gave off a high pitch whining noise as the results were once again printed. She reached a shaking hand for the pile of papers as they began spill on the floor.
She tried to calm her mind enough to read what computer had given her. Her head hurt like crazy and her eyes wouldn't focus, but with a deep breath she forced herself to read it. She franticly began to read all the reports her mouth hanging open just a bit as she looked at her husband, who was staring to get up off the floor. Bulma tried to calm her race heart, but seeing her husband's dark eyes burrowing holes into her just caused it to beat that much harder.
Vegeta looked into his mates pale face and new something was wrong, "What is it?" She gulped before handing the paper to Vegeta. His eyes scanned the several pages and cocked an eyebrow at his wife.
"The reports show that…umm," Taking a deep breath to steady herself, "That during the transformation everything changes." She got up and began to pace the room, arms flaring, "Everything about you alters to the point that the computer doesn't know what to make of you! First you're the Sayin-jin Vegeta then you're who knows what!"
Vegeta stared at her before saying slowly, "What do you mean 'who knows what'?"
Tears sprang into Bulma's eyes, "Just what I said! I'm sorry Vegeta I'm not even sure what to make of it, but when you transform I don't think you're even a Sayin-jin." Vegeta turned away and headed towards the door. "Vegeta!" Bulma cried but he acted as if he didn't hear it and continued on his way. Bulma slid down onto the floor in defeat. "What am I going to do?"
"About what?"
"Huh?" Bulma turned her head to face the gentle giant who was smiling carelessly at her. "Goku!" Bulma ran up and hugged him, tears staining his gi.
Goku patted the top of her head, "There, there, Bulma, what's a matter?"
Lifting her head to looking into his face she sobbed harder, "It's Vegeta, I don't know what's wrong with him!"
"You mean he still hasn't come to!" Goku searched around the room for an unconscious Vegeta.
"No, it's not that. He's been awake for a few hours now." Goku looked at her baffled. "It's him, Goku. Something is happening to him and it's liked to the transformation." Bulm explained wiping her eyes and seating herself in front of a different computer. Bulma began her work, Goku's presence giving her a little more determination. "You see Goku," she pointed at the screen which presented several pictures of strange symbols that seemed oddly familier to him, though he didn't remember ever seeing them before. "About a half-an-hour after you left this began to appear on Vegeta's body."
Goku touched the screen moving the tips of his fingers across it. "What are they?" he asked awe finding it's way into his voice.
"Vegeta told me that it's the ancient writings of the Saiyin-jins."
"Really, what's it say?"
"I don't know. Vegeta doesn't know this writing very well. He had only just begun to learn when Frieza took him." Goku nodded in understanding, his eyes still focused on the scrren. "But that's not what really worries me." Goku looked over at her encouraging her to continue. "You see I ran a scan on Vegeta to try to figure out what was going on, but the computer said nothing was wrong with him."
"Well if nothing is wrong with him then why are you worried?" Goku scratched the back of his head.
"Because when I asked him to transform the scan said something completely different. Everything about him changed, Goku. The computer couldn't even figure out what species he was!"
Goku eyebrows furrowed, "He's Saiyin-jin."
Bulma shook her head, "Not when he's in that form."
Goku's expression becomes that of shock, "But how is that possible!"
"That's just it Goku, I don't know. And Vegeta is devastated. You know how much pride he has about his heritage."
Goku stood there taking everything about what he'd just been told. Goku knew better that anyone just how deep this pride really went. Finding this out could destroy him, and Goku knew he needed to be there for his friend. Even though Vegeta made it very clear to those around him that he hated Goku with a passion, Goku knew differently. He didn't know why he just knew. Truthfully he didn't even think Vegeta saw through his own charade, but he did, and knew that he had to be there for him. "I should go see Vegeta he might want to vent his frustration." Bulma nodded as Goku headed towards the door. After opening it he stopped, "Are you sure you got the readings right?"
"Yes."
"Very well than," and he shut the door behind him. Bulma collapsed in her chair and started sobbing again.
"Vegeta! Vegeta!" Goku poked his head in one of the many guest rooms. Noting that Vegeta wasn't in that one either walked back into the hallway to think. "Okay if I just learned something that completely devastated me and threw everything I knew to be true out the window, where would I be." A deep gurgling noise answered him. Goku laughed and patted his stomach, "That's true I'd be in the kitchen eating, but somehow I don't think that's where Vegeta is. Good try thought. Hmmmm now let me see." Thinking a little longer Goku snapped his fingers as a light bulb suddenly came to life above his head. "I've got it! Vegeta would be in the GR!" Celebrating in his own geniuses Goku laughed the way many of the bad people whom he encountered did, then walked confidently to the GR.
Knocking on the GR's door Goku called out to Vegeta, "You-hoo Vegeta I need to talk to you! Vegeta?" Upon receiving no response Goku pushed the door open and poked his head in before stepping all the way in. "Hey Vegeta are you here? Vegeta? Guess he's not here. That's strange, I thought for sure he'd be there…It must have hit him harder that I thought." Shrugging his shoulders he exited the GR.
Looking at the CC building Goku's sharp eye's caught some movement on the roof. Narrowing his eyes he flew up to the room to find Vegeta! "Huh? Vegeta what are you doing on the roof?"
"I figured it was only a matter of time before you found me," Vegeta's back was facing him, "Of course you could have found me faster if you would have looked for my ki instead." Vegeta turned his head slightly to watch Goku from the corner of his eye. This man baffled him. How could a Saiyin-jin be so naïve and innocent? Not only that but Goku, like any other Saiyin-jin, was territorial, and he (Vegeta) had threatened his home and family and yet he still gave him another chance. In the beginning Vegeta saw it as an insult to not have been killed; now he wasn't so sure what to make of it. He had to admit, not out loud of course, he was glad not to have been killed, however it went against everything he'd ever been taught. But that seemed to be happening a lot as of late.
"You know you're right, Vegeta, it would have been much easier to just search out your ki. I wonder why I hadn't thought of that…" It irritated Vegeta to no end how dense Goku could be.
"What do you want Kakoratto?" Vegeta growled, his left eye twitching. Couldn't this man just leave him alone?
"I wanted to know if you wanted to spar?" Goku grinned, scratching the back of his head. Another annoying gesture that Vegeta could live without.
"No, Kakoratto, I don't want to spar." Vegeta huffed turning his head away.
Goku's hand dropped along with his mouth, "What! You don't want to spar! But I thought you'd be itching to try out your new form on me!"
"Well Kakoratto, I guess you don't know me as well as you thought. So just leave me alone!"
Vegeta thought he had been perfectly clear on what he wanted but apparently Goku didn't get it 'cause he walked over and laid down next to him, just as he would have done if they were taking a break from a spar. "Kakoratto what part of 'leave me alone' do you need explained to you?"
Goku just looked up at the sky, "None of it, I know what it means."
"Then why are you still here?"
"Bulma told me what happened in the lab while I was gone." Goku watched him from the corner of his eye.
"Which part/"
"All of it."
"Figures, that women doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut." Vegeta growled.
"She's just worried about you." Goku said in her defense.
"Well, why does she feel the need to worry!"
Goku sighed, "I'm sure you can answer that one yourself."
The two Saiyin-jins sat in silence for a long time before Vegeta got up. "So tell me Kakoratto what's it like being the last full blooded Saiyin-jin/"
"What are you talking about? You're a Saiyin-jin." Goku pushed himself up with his elbows.
"No I'm now. When the computer checked when I was transformed it said I wasn't a Saiyin-jin."
"Well, maybe it's just a new level of Super Saiyin-jin and the computer got confused!" Goku tried to reason.
"Becoming a Super Saiyin-jin doesn't change your race Kakoratto." Vegeta quickly shot down Goku's theory.
"Well, do you have any idea what it could be?"
Vegeta collapsed on the roof. He felt so drained like he had just finished one of their more rigorous spars. "No, I thought maybe it could have been a side-effect from one of the drugs I was forced to take while with Frieza but then why would it wait so long to affect me? I also considered the SSJ idea but the transformation was nothing like anything I've ever experienced! Not only that but there's the Saiyin-go that has to be taken into consideration.
Goku nodded, "Hey Vegeta, what did it feel like?"
Vegeta sighed and closed his eyes, "Like nothing I ever felt before. The pain was nearly unbearable." Goku stared at him wide eyed, out of everyone he knew Vegeta could take the most pain. Vegeta didn't see Goku's reaction to his statement and continued, "There was this voice that kept calling out to me asking me if 'I accept'."
Goku looked at him confused, "Accept what?"
"I don't know, maybe it was the new form, I'm not sure."
"Wow this just keeps getting weirder and weirder." Vegeta snorted lightly and without warning stood up and flew away. Goku watched as Vegeta's form got smaller before disappearing into the sun set. The younger Saiyin-jin stood up. "We'll figure out what's going on Vegeta." Goku bowed before taking off himself and heading home.
A woman shot up to a sitting position clutching her blankets. She was panting hard, her eyes wide with an almost terrified look on her face. Her unusually soft hair was matted and stuck to her face and her body was sticky with sweat. "He's…He's alive!"
So what do you think? Is Vegeta going to be alright? What other complication will he face and what is up with this last paragraph? R&R
Umi
