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Vegeta: u starting this sick shit again?
SHUT IT! Nyways, here is (mach against Vegetas wishes) Chapter two
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Bulma sighed as she heard the G-room being brought up to full power .
This is definitely gonna kill him if he doesn't eat soon
But this, at the least, had meant that Vegeta wasn't at a complete loss since his training meant everything to him, if het had discontinued that then she would have gone to the other Z-fighters for help.
Vegeta wouldn't be too thrilled about that
Bulma took Vegetas plate of supper an threw it into the garbage disposal, she realized that she couldn't force him to eat, the same way she couldn't force him out of his isolation.
Saiyajins have to deal with saiyajin problems
Vegeta fell, to the ground once again, his lack of training seemed to be getting the better of him, not to mention the lack of food in his system. His weakness always seemed to bother him, mostly because he thought that Goku would be impossible to defeat but right now he was pissed that it could not help him forget.
Vegeta felt the shame run through his veins as more tears fell down his cheeks… him… a royal super saiyan giving up training just to feel sorry for himself about another for leaving him.
Vegeta stood upright and powered up.
Fuck it! I Am the saiyan no ouji for Kami's-sake!!
"HAAAAAAAAAAA"
But what am I training for? What did I usually train for?
The taller saiyan crept into his thoughts once more
Aah yes…. To defeat you Kakarot…
The prince switched the gravity back to normal. Who was he fooling? Three months and he still wasn't over what had happened to him! He had tried to forget, he even searched for comfort in the arms of the green-haired woman who motherd his son, Kami-forbid he'd even thought of asking advice from the namek!
No matter what he did he found himself wondering what Goku was thinking or if he felt as miserable as he did, he remembered those last few days, he could still hear the earth-raised saiyans words when it had got to the matter of Vegeta revealing some of his past with Frieza.
"If ur hurt tell me, I want to feel whatever ur feeling."
"Fuck off Baka…" Vegeta had found himself pouting
The Baka had held him close as he refused to answer his question, he remembered Goku being contentwith the little information that he was giving.
"I love you…"
Vegeta swallowed hard, Goku didn't give him time to answer as he covered Vegetas mouth with his.
I love you too… Goku
Vegeta growled and rammed his head into the wall of the Gravity room.
"no, no, no, NO!!!"
Vegeta held his head in his hands, feeling this weak was new to him and if it had been just a few short years earlier then he'd be furious with himself for allowing the earth-raised saiyan to be ahead of him in strength. He had heard himself admit it in his own head, he had loved the Baka and by looks of it he still did. Vegeta began to bellow to the ceiling praying Kami would hear his request
"There I admit it! Now get these thoughts the FUCK outta my head!! I have training to do!"
No such luck, Vegeta slid to the floor again, he wanted to train but his body no longer requested training, it requested something else.
Completion… I need completion…
Vegeta pulled his knees up to his face, his tears had dried as he powered up but the corners of his eyes still seemed wet, his crying never did really stop. He promised himself years ago that this emotional shit would stop, that linking himself to another made him weaker against opponents, emotions showed his weak points and the prince knew he had many.
Another one to add to the list…
Vegeta growled again, he was sitting against the wall like a cowering child, him the high Prince of Vegetasei!
Perhaps the reason he felt incomplete was that there wasn't a real goodbye, nothing but a message on that blasted cell phone, he had destroyed it earlier today but the words were embedded into his thoughts
I'm getting rid of this number, I'm still a bit scared, don't call , I'll contact u…
That was the last he heard from Goku, but why did it hurt so much, things were flashing through his mind, where they first met, the first place he and Goku had kissed, touched. All the while his eyes were going a deeper shade of gold, the great Prince could only withstand so much.
Why was he taken from me…
Bulma glanced at her watch, Trunks had been gone for nearly three hours now and it was already dark out, she figured she would give Goku and Chichi a visit, it quite a while since the last time she had seen her childhood friend and his family and she needed to see a happy face to block all the bad vibes coming from being cooped up so long with the arrogant prince and his new take on life. Goku always had a way of cheering her up.
"Maybe I should ask Son-kun what he thinks of Vegetas odd mood, could be a saiyan thing."
As Bulma left the kitchen to collect her bag she thought she might as well tell Vegeta that she was going out.
Although he probably might not even notice that I was missing
"Vegeta?"
"VEGETA!!"
Shit, here we go again
"VEGETA!!!!"
She rammed on the Gravity rooms door
"VEGE-huh?"
The door slowly swung open, Vegeta was gone
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Ooooo, geta-sama went missing!
Vegeta: what the fuck is this 'gold-eyed' shit
Its ummm.........another level of SSJ?
Vegeta: liar
Ummm.. well.....
Vegeta: You didnt....
Just read on okay?
Vegeta: dont trust u...
Thats nice, okay bye!
Vegeta: (stares blankly at readers) what she said...