Ok this is the poem! I hope you guys like it!

Because of you part II

Several months had past.

'Bulma I need you…'

Vegeta's dreams of destruction had disintegrated and formed into a much more pleasant one. Wiser than before he had warmed up to his new family, settled down and for once in his life is at peace at last. He sits ignoring the wailing of his blue eyed child. The unmistakable similarity to his mothers deep pools of cerulean. My wife.

Slowly he looks at his surroundings inhaling the magnificent scent so familiar to him. Stopping at the sight of his wife and child he stares. Admiring the beauty of both. A smile begins to form on the corners of his lips.

"I'm happy."

"I know." Bulma smiled and gently kissed a scar on his forehead.

The mark of Freeza…

'…The story of my life…'

Born to be a leader

Fit to be a king,

For that was his destiny

To use his power within.

But now this is no more

The fault that Freeza had claimed,

And forcefully he lays awake

Dreading that forsaken name.

Freeza…

Freeza…

Freeza.

Was the topic throughout each night

For he wouldn't let go

How the creature had stole his birthright.

'You bastard monkey…'

Those words…

He had no one

His future patently cold,

He kept himself to himself

Until he listened to what was told.

The beauty, the light, Bulma

The person he would confide,

To tell her everything

That destroyed his honourable pride.

Was it the right choice to make?

To display his trust,

To the blue haired scientist

That had filled him with lust.

"Vegeta I don't know how long we'll be together but I promise you this, we will be happy for a very long time."

'Do you hear me father!

I've found happiness at last!'

He gloated at the memory

Of his bruised and troubled past.

'Could this person betray me though?'

He thought so deep inside,

She told him she loved him

That much she couldn't hide'

What a strange word to rely on…

But those eyes, those innocent eyes

Could not hide,

This disturbing surprise

Now she had finally realised.

Reality had seeped in.

He was a cold blooded murderer

Vegeta knew what she was thinking,

His insides once again sinking.

Was he alone again?

That much he couldn't bear,

He needed to escape

Running, that was rare.

But to his surprise

Her arms opened out,

This confused, bothered Saiyan,

Wanted to shout.

'What's wrong with you?

Don't you care?

That I've killed so many

No remorse to spare!

I'll only hurt you!

My words are for real,

With my own bare hands

Or when I'm open of how I feel!'

Clawing to kill

She held his hand

Knowing she wouldn't fully understand,

Of the force and torture

That Freeza carefully planned.

He knew what he was, how he was.

Proud? He couldn't be,

But proud to be a father

His destiny rewritten, natural to see.

Bulma was the guide

Who had showed him the way,

To be a loving father,

Husband he is today.

Bulma I need you…

This great human

With so much love to spare

He treasured this knowledge

With tender, love and care.

How could he tell her that?

The proud Saiyan Prince

The one that was loved,

By this desirable women

Luckily sent from above

'My angel

Do you now see?

I'm happy and prideful,

As full as can be.

To beg for forgiveness

That much I would do,

For my delicate women

My stories open to you.'


"Woman do you now see?" Bulma looked at him bemused.

"See what?" Bulma stood up and looked at the cheerful Saiyan from his position on the sofa a curious expression displayed openly to the prince. Smirking Vegeta lifted himself up, standing directly in front of Bulma. Vegeta then instinctively took one look at Trunks. The small boy displaying new found interest in his parent's exchange. Sauntering behind Bulma he encircled his muscled arms around her petite waist and rested his chin on her bare shoulder, inhaling her sweet scent. Vegeta once again turned to Trunks who was now pumping his fists in the air giggling and babbling nonsense unfamiliar to the older species in the room. He was aware of his father's intentions, aware of his honest thoughts. Before Bulma could turn around and look at the duo the words Vegeta had longed to say filled the air.

"Bulma I love the family we made. Bulma I love you."


So yeah! That's it! Tell me what you think! I might continue this as a story maybe. You never know what the future holds do you, unless your Kami! Heh.

If you like you can review. It would be much appreciated. I'd love to hear what you think!

Well for now see you guys later!

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