Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.

A/N: Hey guys! Didn't expect me so soon? Well, let's just say I have a lot of time on my hands. Besides I already pre-wrote most of the story. By hand, not on computer. But this is where the story is starting to break off into its AU-ness. Just to warn you. Anyone that doesn't like epics better bugger on off, cuz that's the way it'll be.

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Vegeta glares at the doctor and says in a low, barely audible voice, "Tell me," he glances at the name tag, "Dr. Tang, exactly why hasn't Pri- the kid with the tail WOKEN UP YET?!!!"

It been two weeks since Goku's operation and with the help of several senzu beans and some organ transplants, Goku is back to normal! Except that he hasn't woken up yet. In those two weeks of waiting, the whole Mysterious Doctor incident had become a legend, so Vegeta had to try very hard to stay away from the doctors, especially Zimmerman. He was hoping that he would get out of the hospital as soon as Goku had recovered, but his hopes had been cruelly dashed down.

And he is not happy.

Dr. Tang says apologetically, looking like he was on the verge of crying, "I'm sorry sir, but people in a coma tend to not wake up for a very long time."

"I KNOW WHAT A DAMN COMA IS!" He pauses, then resumes to yelling again, "AND SINCE WHEN WAS HE IN A COMA?!"

"Well, remember that little mix-up you had with the nurse who was going to give a shot to the wrong patient, our young friend, Goku here?"

Vegeta nods, but the nurse had actually been Blade, trying to sneak in with his sword again. "Yes, well what of it?"

The doctor gulps, "Well, it seems in that little tuff, you two accidently knocked over a piece of equipment that fell on Goku's head and that why he's- y'know," he looks over at Goku, "in a vegetative state."

"WHAT?!"

"Hey! Don't shoot the messenger! It's just the truth, that's all! Other than his coma, he's perfectly healthy! It's a miracle he's alive! When he wakes up he'll be a perfectly healthy kid! Assuming he isn't traumatized too badly and he isn't blind." Vegeta rolls his eyes and decides to go back to doing push-ups. Nervously, the doctor approaches him again, "There are several odd things I would like to point-"

Vegeta growls in annoyance, "He was born with the tail."

Dr. Tang says quickly, "No! That's not it! It's just that his stomach is unusually flexible! It has nothing to do with his coma, but it's still very odd."

"I don't care about his stomach. I know it's big."

"I didn't say big! I said flexible!"

"I DON'T CARE IF IT CAN STRETCH TO THE MOON! The only thing I want to know is when he'll wake up!"

The doctor cringes under the ouji's fury and says meekly, "We don't really know. It could be days, weeks, months, or even years! It really just depends on them."

Vegeta's eye twitches, "Get out."

Dr. Tang blinks, "Excuse me?"

"I SAID GET OUT, DAMMIT!" He picks up a table ready to throw it at the doctor. The poor Dr. Tang shrieks and runs out of the hallway, narrowly missed by the table that comes after, smashing into bits. Vegeta fumes at the pile splinters, seething with fury.

Just then, Mirai pops his head in the door, smiling nervously, "Uh, hi Dad." He notes the pile of timber outside the door, "Did I get you at a bad time?"

His father glares at him, annoyed, "Yes, Mirai. Yes, you did."

At this the teenager sweatdrops, "Maybe I should come later."

"You baka. If you want something just come in and tell me."

Mirai shakes his head, "No! No, I don't want anything, it's just that..."

"...You brought 'her' again, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did."

Vegeta groans in exasperation, "She comes here EVERYDAY! That girl has nothing better to do than to come visit a nearly dead- VEGETABLE everyday!"

Mirai whispers out the door, "Don't listen to that, he didn't mean it." Then he turns back to his father, giving a pleading look.

The ouji caves in and sighs, "Fine, let's just get this over with." He plops down onto a seat, massaging his temples, as Mirai brings Danny into the room. He warns her, "You better not annoy me, brat." His son gives him a disapproving look, but the little girl gulps and nods, wide-eyed and terrified. Vegeta had to hand it to her. She's brave for coming here everyday. He notes a little bunch of flowers in her hands. "Are those for Pri- him?" nodding his head towards Goku.

Danny says respectfully, "Yes, sir."

"Why do you always bring him something? He's not going to be waking up any time soon."

She nods, "I know, sir." She puts the flowers in a vase along with the tons of other bouquets that friends and admirers sent the little "Miracle Child." Amid the collection of flowers that would make a florist drool with envy are bags of unopened mail for Goku, the Mysterious Doctor, and even Vegeta. After that Danny sits down in a chair next to Goku's bed and looks up at Mirai, "Do you think that the Mysterious Doctor will come and make Goku feel better?"

Vegeta rolls his eyes, "Brat, the Mysterious Doctor can do squat for him. If he could he would've already done it."

Danny looks at Goku, feeling hurt, and Mirai asks, "Now why did you have to go say something like that? It's like telling a kid that Santa Claus isn't real."

Vegeta smirks, "No, there's a difference. Santa Claus really isn't real. The Mysterious Doctor is, but he's a VERY desperate man."

His son raises an eyebrow, "You know, Dad. It kind of sounds like you're jealous of him."

The ouji stares at him, genuinely shocked. He barely sputters, "Wh-WHAT?! HOW COULD I POSSIBLY BE JEALOUS OF HIM?!"

Mirai sighs, shaking his head. He holds out his hand to Danny and says, "Come on, Danny. We better go."

They start leaving the room, but Vegeta isn't done with them yet, "ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?! I'M TELLING YOU, I'M NOT JEALOUS OF HIM ONE BIT! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE!"

Right at the same time, on the roof of the hospital, Blade growls and paces the roof top, which seems to be his permanent residence now. Fuming, he mutters to himself, "I'm sick and tired of this foolish play! That saiyajin has stopped me one too many times!" He sits down on the edge of the roof, dangling his feet off the side and looking into the blood red sun.

"Tomorrow. Tomorrow, this place will be turned into rubble and I will have Goku no matter what."

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The next morning...

~Coming up this hour, a woman claims to have been cured of liver cancer by the Mysterious Doctor~

'click'

~yet another man arrested for trying to perform surgery on a patient without a medical license, trying to impersonate the Mysterious~

'click'

~and more on the investigation of the Mysterious Doctor's~

'click'

Vegeta sighs, resting his head on the palm of his hand, lazily channel surfing on the cable TV they had in Goku's room. They told him that it may help bring Goku out of the coma, but the ouji suspected it's because they don't want him breaking any more stuff. He mutters in annoyance, "Kami, is there nothing on TV?"

He leaves the TV on and goes back to eating his breakfast. Looking down at Goku with an odd look, he dangles the bowl of oatmeal under his nose.

Still nothing.

He sighs once more and goes back to flipping channels. Out of the blue he spots the hospital that they're in right now and leaves it there, suddenly interested. A blond haired female reporter smiles at the camera and says, ~And this is where the Mysterious Doctor made his first appearance.~

Vegeta mutters, "You mean his ONLY appearance."

~As we all know, the Mysterious Doctor came out of nowhere and saved Son Goku's life, who was almost beyond death.~ The ouji casts a look over at the unconscious saiyajin and turns his attention back to the screen. The reporter indicates someone off screen and says, ~And now here we have Dr. Zimmerman, who claims to have met the Mysterious Doctor himself, without his mask!~

At once, Vegeta snorts on his oatmeal, getting some off the gunk stuck up his sinuses. He yelps and tries getting the oatmeal out of his nasal area. Grabbing a glass of water he washes it down and stares at the screen in complete horror. "Crap! He's going to screw up everything! I should've just killed him instead of knocking him unconscious!"

~Now, Dr. Zimmerman, you were the surgeon that was supposed to operate on the Miracle Child, Goku, am I right?~

Vegeta laughs weakly, "Heh, Miracle Child, right." He would've burst into fits of laughter then if he wasn't so agitated over the Zimmerman thing.

Dr. Zimmerman nods, ~Ya, I am he.~

~Could you please explain to us the condition of this nine year old boy?~

~Vell, he had many internal injuries, collapsed lungs, ruptured shtomach, very, very many broken bones.~

~We also heard he's in a coma. Is that true?~

The doctor coughs into his hands and declares as if he were someone important, ~No comment.~

~Could you tell us how he got hurt in the first place?~

~Hell, I don't know. Zee man who brought heem in vas not able to tell us.~

~Is this man somehow related to the boy?~

~Vell, I never met heem personally, but I zink he is zee father of zee boy.~

Vegeta blinks, before he screams out, "WHAT?!!!"

The reporter nods, ~That's very interesting. Now you claim to have seen the Mysterious Doctor in person?~

~Ya, just before I vas goink to operate, he came up to me and led me into zee janitor's closet and shtole clothes.~

The blonde woman laughs, but Vegeta thinks that it is no where near funny. She pulls out a picture and shows it to Dr. Zimmerman, ~Now this is a composite that the nurses from the operating room came up with. Does it match what you saw of him?~

Frowning at the picture, Dr. Zimmerman shakes his head, ~Zee eyes look zee same, but zee man I say had amazingly pointy hair.~

Vegeta clutches his bowl and damns his luck that Goku's room isn't in the front of the office so he can blast the doctor into the next dimension.

Then the reporter pulls out yet another picture, ~Now this is the composite that the police came up with from your description.~ She shows it to him first, before the camera. ~Is that correct?~

Dr. Zimmerman nods, ~Ya, zat is heem.~

Then to the ouji's horror, the blonde shows the picture to the camera. He winces at the drawing, thinking to himself, {It doesn't look like me... That much...}

The reporter frowns at the picture, ~Funny, he looks like a troll.~

The ouji's eye twitches.

She turns back to the doctor, ~Now isn't it true that you were found drunk right after the operation was performed?~

Dr. Zimmerman pales, ~Vhat? Vell, I~

~Couldn't you have possibly been too influenced by the bottle when you saw him?~

~Of course not! I vas never~

The reporter smiles patronizingly, ~Of course you weren't. Thank you so much doctor.~ She ushers him off the camera. Vegeta doesn't know who the hell she is, but he could kiss her right now. That is, until she brings the next guest.

~Now we have Bulma Briefs, president of Capsule Corps, and the wife of the man who brought in Goku, who just happened to come visit the hospital today.~ She smiles at Bulma, ~Can you please tell us your husband's name ma'am?~

Vegeta yells at the screen, "DAMMIT ONNA! I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T LIKE REPORTERS!"

Bulma smiles, ~His name's Vegeta.~

~Vegeta Briefs?~

~Yup.~

By then, the ouji realizes that this is some sort of sick torture set up for him.

~So, Mrs. Briefs, first of all is Goku your son?~

The blue haired scientist laughs, ~No! Of course not! That's the silliest thing I ever heard! He doesn't even have family. He's just my son's friend. We take care of him.~

~That's very sweet of you, ma'am. So can you shed any light on how Goku got to be this way?~

~I don't know really. All I know is that Vegeta called from the hospital saying that Goku was very hurt.~

~Well, I don't mean to suggest anything, but do you think that your husband had anything to do with Goku's injuries?~

Bulma scoffs, ~Of course not. Vegeta wouldn't do a thing to hurt Goku. He won't admit it outloud, but he's very fond of him.~

Vegeta's eye twitches once more.

~Mrs. Briefs, you've seen both composites of the Mysterious Doctor, does anyone you know fit the description?~

His mate laughs, ~Well, it looks almost like Vegeta.~

The ouji stares at the screen and screams at it, "YOU IDIOT!!!" Then he goes to the wall and starts banging his head against it.

The blonde reporter says in sudden interest, ~And is your husband a doctor?~

~Nope. He doesn't even like doctors. Plus he's never been to medical school... I think.~

Her interviewer gives a sullen 'oh' of disappointment, but then smiles, ~So you're here with all your friends and family? Why are you all here?~

Bulma grins, ~Oh we're here to throw a surprise party for Vegeta and Goku,~ indication the whole Z-senshi behind her.

Someone tugs on her dress and a voice asks, ~Mom, what if Dad's watching TV right now?~

~Don't be silly he never watches the news.~

Vegeta sighs, "Think again, onna."

The reporter smiles, ~Oh, this must be your son.~ And the camera goes down, zooming in on Trunks' face. And a microphone is pushed under his mouth. ~Hello, what's your name?~

~Trunks.~

~And how old are you?~

~Eight.~ By then the reporters notices how much more serious Trunks is than other boys his age.

~Uh... Well, are you worried about your friend, Goku?~

~Well, duh.~

The reporter sweatdrops, and Vegeta gives his son a proud smile. She strains with a smile and asks, ~So why are you throwing a surprise party for your dad?~

~He's been stuck in that hospital ever since he brought Gote- Goku over. We want to give him a break.~

His interviewer says in admiration, ~Wow, he sounds like a person with a pure heart.~ She's interrupted by a whole bunch of snickers on the Z- senshi's part.

Vegeta twitches, "Oh I'm pure alright. Pure EVIL!!!"

The blonde turns back to Bulma and asks, ~Do you think it's possible that we could meet Vegeta?~

Bulma frowns, ~Well, I'm not so sure that's a good idea. He doesn't like reporters.~ Then she brightens, ~But we can still try anyway!~

The ouji's face faults, "WHAT?!"

The reporter beams at the camera, ~Oh this is so exciting! We'll be the first News Channel to actually show live coverage on Goku, the Miracle Child! And Vegeta, the supposed Guardien of Goku.~

Staring at the screen, Vegeta yells, "WHAT THE HELL?! OH JUST LET THEM COME UP HERE!" He starts rolling up his sleeves, "I'LL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN!" He watches the screen, seething with fury, as they walk down a familiar hallway and comes up to their door. Suddenly the camera catches someone on the tape completely unexpected.

The ouji pales, "Oh crap! We have to get out of here!" He wrenches Goku away from all the wires and contraption, smashing through the window and flying high up in the air and as fast as he can away from the hospital.

A split second after Vegeta carries Goku off, Blade kicks open the door, hastily looking around. However, he sees nothing but an empty room, and a now static TV screen, then the broken window. He gapes at the window and searches for the ouji's ki. Vegeta is already shielded and gone. Blade balls up his hands into fists as an unimaginable fury takes over his body.

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!"

Above in the sky, Vegeta suddenly gets hit with an after wave of an energy explosion and quickly looks behind him. Nearly blinded by the light, he squints to see that nearly half the city is submerges in molten hot, golden energy that would disintegrate any normal human being as well as mortally burn any one of the Z-senshi. The heat of the blast surges higher up and further away, until he gets to a high plateau to view the damage. Smoke fumes up from the liquefied ruins and Vegeta figures that anyone who was in that city is probably now dead. Only by a miracle he and Goku are alive.

Horror stricken, his legs cave out beneath him and he falls to his knees, shaking violently. "Trunks and Mirai... Bulma... They're... Oh my God." He screams up at the sky in anguish, tears welling up in his eyes, "GOD, NO!!! WHY?!! AFTER ALL THIS, WHY, WHY, WHY?!!"

He puts a hand to his face and whispers, "I could have saved them. I could have- the only thing stopping me...was..." He slowly turns and sees where he had carelessly dropped Goku's body. He croaks, "You... I could have saved them it if wasn't for YOU!!!"

Vegeta storms over to Goku's body, his body shaking in violent fury. "DAMN YOU! HOW I CURSE THE DAY YOU WERE EVER_BORN_!!! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! EVERYTHING'S YOUR FAULT!! IF YOU HADN'T GOTTEN HIT IN THE FRICKIN' HEAD IN THE FIRST PLACE, THIS WOULD HAVE NEVER HAPPENED!!! NONE OF IT!! I WISH I NEVER EVEN MET YOU!!"

WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE JUST DIED WHEN BLADE BEAT YOU INTO A BLOODY PULP!! WHY DOES EVERYONE ELSE HAVE TO PERISH, WHILE YOU LIVE IN IMMORTALITY?!!"

He kicks Goku's body across the plateau, "ANSWER ME, DAMN YOU! WAKE UP!!!"

The little saiyajin's body just lands a little further away, rolling to a stop. He stays in an unnatural pose, while some scratches on his face and arms start to bleed. Vegeta pants heavily and drops to the ground once again, mentally exhausted. After a few minutes, when he calms down and he gains his most of his sanity again, he says outloud, "We can't stay here," as if Goku was awake. "I'm going to take you over to Dende's. Maybe the little Nameck can see who survived. If anyone did..."

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A/N: What can I possibly say to add to that?