As I lay here in my dark room, listening to the blue haired harpy downstairs yell at her employees

Seriously, why did I ever stay with the woman? She served her purpose, she bore my son.

I think of how Trunks came here to warn us about the androids. When it comes right down to it. I really am proud of the brat, though I will never tell him. I close my eyes to shield out the offending hallow, unforgiving, darkness.

Kakarott

His name as always echoes through the corridors of my mind. As his unforgiveable words replay, like so many times today, in my mind. I remember how he said each symbol, and how his lips moved with the pronunciation of each word.

You asshole! I never said you could leave me like this!!


A foolish grin creeps across my face as I feel wetness try to creep out of my eyes. I growl and bring a hand up to wipe at the tears.

How can I say 'leave me' when I never had you?

I turn roughly on my side, fully, pissed at my weakness at the issue at hand. Trying to convince myself that I never love Kakarott and it was only lust.

With him out of the way, I can now become the strongest fighter in the universe..

......But what if I don't want him out of the way? A small voice peeped from within.

I growl at it as if it were nothing and don't bother to lift my head as the door is opened.
"Dinner's ready, Sweetheart." Bluma says softly.
"Don't call me that." I can feel the poison drip from my words. "And I am not hungry."I growl at her and put a 'classic Vegeta Scowl' on my face.
"Come on, honey, eat something." Bluma, I could tell, was to tired and to upset with the news of the baka to really argue.
"No. Go away, Harpy." I raised a hand to wave her off, expecting her to take the idea and get lost.
"You Asshole! I am grieving to much to put up with your bullshit! Why do you even care?! You never cared about him to begin with!" I watch as Bluma turns on her heels and runs out crying, slamming the door behind her.
I merely roll my eyes and go back to sulking in the dark.
Minutes, maybe hours, later. I am not completely sure on the time. I smashed the clock a while ago.

Damn glowing numbers.

Bluma staggers in, without even changing she curls up against my back. I may not love you, Bluma, but I feel something towards you. I am nice enough to lay there and wait for her to fall into a deep sleep.

The moment she is though I get off the bed, still dressed in my spandex outfit from this afternoon. I creep out of the house as quietly I can as to not wake any one.

Maybe a fly will calm my traitorous mind.

I take to the air the cold winter air cuts into my face like knifes. Not that I care, reminds me that I'm alive. I drop down to the ground next to a pond.I stare down at the refection in the pond, to surprised to draw away my eyes. There is Kakarott was, staring back at me with that idiotic grin and winks at me.

I hiss out a low sound and blast the water with a blue ki blast. The water settles and my refection is staring back at me with ominous eyes and a cocky look on his face. I growl at my reflection. My eyes narrow to their own accord and my upper lip pulls back to bare my fangs, only to have my reflection do the same.

Am I trying to fight my reflection?!

I look around to see if anyone saw that.

...I must be losing it.

I jump into the air once again flying off, the wind pushes my hair back as I land at where as the humans have now dubbed it, the Cell Games, happened. I replay the sacrifice Kakarott did in this exact spot.

I fall to my knees, as unwillingly, tears slip from my eyes as I beat the ground with a gloved fist. Trying to make the emptiness inside go away through psychical pain.

With my energy spent, my body collapse onto the cold ground, my eyes fall closed as the night gives birth to a golden dawn

As a whole new day for my suffering to begin.

A/N: Aww suffering Vegeta, I know he's OOC, I know, but when isn't he when people write fanfics? Reviews keep me alive!!