Queen Luana: Here we go, I'm like totally flyyying through chapters, aren't I? So, Vegeta just found out it was Goku threatening his family… or wasn't he? And is there some connection with Bulma on this one? Okay, those who watched the movie like TOTALLY know what's gonna happen, but I just like a good mood. Muahahahaa! ;P Yeah, I just came to realise by the way this is gonna be a rather short fic after all. You'll understand why at the end of this chapter, it's not the last chap, but one of the last.

Losing all sanity

Vegeta could feel rage. Nothing but rage upon seeing his son trembling and Kakarot smiling stupidly. Of course, Kakarot, probably the only person except for him and Trunks who had been inside his house for the past weeks. How could he not have realised?

Kakarot stopped smiling at seeing Vegeta's face. His fist was closed tightly around the broom closet's doorknob, making it turn pale. "Uh, he-hey Vegeta, you okay?" Kakarot asked a slight fear taking over him. Vegeta released to doorknob, ran to Kakarot his feet stomping loudly on the wooden floor.

He grabbed Kakarot at his colar and smacked him against the wall, that way causing a few frames to fall into pieces on the floor. "Vegeta, wha-"

"I should've known," Vegeta hissed. "I should've known it was you – all along! What are you trying to do Kakarot?"

"Vegeta, I-I'm - nothing! I don't know what you're talking about!" Kakarot strggled to explain.

"Yeah right, I saw your car driving off last night! Right after Mikey had paid Trunks a visit!" Vegeta snarled, completely oblivious to his words.

Kakarot said nothing for a moment. "V-Vegeta, I came by because…" He closed his eyes as if in pain. "Vegeta, I think I know who Mikey is."

"Of course you do," Vegeta said irate and raised his fist.

"MIKEY! STOP!"

They both looked at the young purple haired boy standing a few feet away from him, tears rolling down his cheeks. His big blue eyes focused... on Vegeta.

Vegeta somehow found his body going numb. "Wh-What did you just say?"

Kakarot lowered his head mumbling: 'God…'

Vegeta shook his head. "Trunks, what did you call me?" Tears continued rolling down Trunks' cheeks yet he did not look away from his father. Vegeta slowly let go of Kakarot, understanding the picture, finally. "God…" he mumbled quietly. "God no…"

Someone who would've been able to go inside his house and back out, someone who would've been able to talk to Trunks, all without him noticing.

He was Mikey.

"Vegeta, it's okay…" Kakarot mumbled. "There are… hem… lots of people who – who have split personalities. Just relax."

"Split personality," Vegeta muttered and sauntered into the living room, only listening half to what Kakarot was saying.

"I know somebody who can help you…"

He sank into the sofa staring into thin air. Somehow, it all made sense… Kakarot's little joke…

"Which animal should you never play cards with?"

Which Kakarot told him first…

Vegeta rolled his eyes as Kakarot said sniggering. "A cheeta!"

Afterwards, as Mikey, he had told Trunks, he himself had been the one rearranging all the photo's. Of course, it all made sense…

"Mostly," Kakarot simply continued while Vegeta closed his eyes thinking. "Their other personality shows up at heavy emotions."

The little stout teacher locked up from her desk as her office-door opened. "Mr. Briefs? What are you doing here?" she asked rising from her chair, then spotted the kitchen knife tightly clutched in his right hand. Vegeta grinned.

It was he who killed that Mrs. Matthews. He had taken the kitchen knife and slipped it back afterwards, in the morning thinking his son had done it. Trunks still stood in the hallway, crying softly and staring at his father. Vegeta started to understand second by second. He had written that on the wall, when he was in the kitchen…

Vegeta froze right after putting down the can. He picked it up again and sipped it, than went upstairs. After looking in his wife's drawers for a moment in the bathroom he finally found her lipstick. Looking up, in the reflection of the mirror he saw Trunks. He smiled. "Hi Trunks." Trunks swallowed. "Hi Mikey."

Of course… He now remembered.

Vegeta paced to the corridor upstairs, tired from an entire day of heavy training. He halted at his bedroom-door and heard some commotion inside. Pressing his ear against the door he could hear Bulma giggling and a male voice. He immediately recognised that git Yamcha's chuckle.

"Yamcha…"

"If only Vegeta would know, heh-heh…"

"Hush! Yamcha! He can be back any second now, if he busts us, he isn't gonna be too happy."

"Right, I'll see you tomorrow."

"I love you."

"I love you too babe."

Vegeta could hear no more. As he swung open the door he could just catch a glimps of Yamcha disappearing out of the window. Bulma turned in shock. She wore a red dress and red high-heels, perfectly matching with her fiery red lipstick. Vegeta trembled of rage, a vein pumping on his forehead. How could she… How could she betray him!

"V-Vegeta, I-I can explain! Please!" Bulma said stumbling backwards. "Please understand!" Vegeta cornered her, she had nowhere to go. No one betrayed him! It was done in a second.

In fear, she leaned backwards an inch too far, lost her balance, and fell out of the window before anyone could do anything. All the way down, she smacked into the sollid ground, dying instantly.

Vegeta's eyes started watering. "V-Vegeta, you okay?"

Vegeta looked down at the lifeless body, trembling. Her green hair waved slightly in the wind, her legs and arms were cramped up in an unnatural way. Her blue eyes wide open. He stepped away from the window. No one had to know… Suicide, right? That's it… suicide… He wouldn't be accused of anything, he'd make sure he wouldn't.

I am Mikey, he thought and covered his eyes with his hands. How could he… It had been too awful, he had banished the memory out of his mind. Now it came back.

"Vegeta, come on, let's go find you some help." Help? Foolish Kakarot, he was not insane! He was as sane as possible! He could not be… mental. Mikey was a fake, it was a mistake. Mikey was Trunks' imaginairy friend! He was not real and most definetely not him. He was sane, he was sane…

Trunks still stood there, crying and shaking, staring at his father. Who was slowly losing the last bit of sanity he still had. "D-Daddy?" Vegeta lowered his hands, staring at the wall. All of the sudden he smiled and turned to Trunks. Trunks was frightened by that look in his father's eyes, that look he knew.

"Hey Trunks," Vegeta grinned. "Wanna play hide 'n seek?"

Queen Luana: MUAHAHAA! Evil, mad Vegeta (grine grine) Anyway, as you might already tell, you are at one of the final chapters. Pitty, ain't it? But well, this was the only way I could think of. And for those who didn't see Hide 'n Seek, surprised aren't you? For those who have, okay, in the movie the father came too realise waaay cooler, but gimme a break, I'm not that good of a writer! By the way, I haven't add all of the things going through the story, pointing to Vegeta being ahem mad. If you reread you'll notice there are some points in which you might go like 'aaah! That's right!' There's only three of them, as far as I remember, but still worth looking for them if you haven't got a life, get what I'm saying? Anyways, please review!