Seeing Things Clearly
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Chapter 3: Silence and Panic
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All eyes turned to the door as Vegeta and Goku stepped through it. Vegeta's eyes were once again closed as he walked to sit with Bulma, arms folded across his chest as normal. Everything seemed okay, so what was the problem?
The room fell silent and some of the Warriors fidgeted in discomfort. Goku sighed and Vegeta turned to Bulma, opening his eyes, with his back to the Z Warriors.
"How did she know?" he asked his mate
"What?"
"How did Chichi know?"
"I … I told her"
"I thought you were going to leave this to me"
"I'm sorry Vegeta, I just-"
"You just didn't think?"
"Yeah"
Vegeta sighed, and turned to the Z Warriors, glancing at each of them individually before sitting back down again. Due to his Saiyan body, there was no physical sign of blindness, the only way you would be able to tell was if you could see the difference in the Prince's eyes when he looked at you.
Whereas before they were sharp and precise, now they were slightly unfocused and seemed almost dead. Goku and Piccolo had noticed straight away when Vegeta had looked at them because they both had the privilege of sharing one of Vegeta's silent conversations during a reunion.
"So are you going to tell us why were here or not?" asked Tien with a slight edge of agitation to his voice
Vegeta looked straight at the Z Warriors but nothing was said.
"Um … Mr Vegeta?" Goten called "Are you okay? You look kind of fuzzy"
"Fuzzy?" Vegeta asked sceptically
"I think he means dazed Vegeta" Gohan explained "You're eyes are kind of unfocused … are you sick?"
"Not exactly" Vegeta replied, turning away to hide a faint blush. He was still embarrassed when people noticed, no matter how much he tried to deny it.
"What do you mean 'not exactly'?" Tien asked impatiently
"I mean there is something wrong with me, but it doesn't exactly hinder my health"
"Then what's the problem man?" Yamcha asked "Just spit it out so we can get on with the party!"
Vegeta growled angrily, though he new the scarred man meant no harm, after all, he was pussyfooting around the issue. With a sigh the Prince moved to sit down, and that's when it happened.
He fell.
Vegeta blinked in surprise as he hit the floor, completely forgetting hat Bulma had rearranged the furniture. He could hear a few snickers around the room and tried to hide the blush creeping on his cheeks. Soon his whole face was red with embarrassment and the Z Warriors were all laughing. All except those who knew.
"I … I never thought … I'd see the day!" Krillen giggled, struggling for breath "That Vegeta would … do something … as stupid as that!"
Vegeta huffed and stood up, turning around and walked forward only to smash into the wall and stumble back again. The Z Warrior by now were in fits of laughter, but Vegeta wasn't finding it so funny.
He reached forward rubbing his hands against the wall in a futile attempt to find out where he was.
"Bulma!" he called out in a voice that sounded almost panicked "Where?"
"Your by the left wall, about arms length from the door Vegeta"
The prince felt his way along the wall and all of the Z Warriors silenced, watching in confusion. Vegeta sighed as he felt the familiar gap that was the door and turned around to lean against the wall with his eyes closed.
"You shouldn't have moved the furniture woman"
"I was only trying to help" Bulma whispered
"Don't you think I know that?" Vegeta snapped, but then took a deep breath and calmed "Please move it back to the way it was – I know it better that way"
"Okay" Bulma whispered."
"Is anyone going to tell us what's going on here?" Tien asked
"Idiot!" Vegeta shouted "I'm blind you fool! Isn't it obvious!"
The room fell deadly silent and the prince growled again.
"What's wrong?" he mocked "You were having a great time laughing at me a minute ago!"
"But we didn't-"
"You didn't know? Well you do now!"
The room fell silent again and as time passed Vegeta calmed. After a few more minutes, Trunks moved to the floor, pulling Goten with him and turned the TV on. Everybody seemed grateful for the action.
Hours passed without a word. At around 11pm, the Z Warriors were sitting in the living room staring at the muted TV or into space, deep in their thoughts.
"Vegeta?"
"What do you want to know Namek?" vegat replied "I know you've been dying to ask"
"How did it happen?"
"Nothing special"
"What?"
"One day I was having trouble reading the gravity reading in the GR and around 8 years later, here I am"
"What do you mean? That can't be true!" Piccolo replied "That would mean that during the fight with Buu you were…"
"…half blind" Vegeta finished
"No way" Krillen whispered
Vegeta sighed and walked to the door, brushed against Bulma as an apology. She smiled, knowing his ways of apologising discretely all too well and whispered something in his ear with the word 'love' in, before letting him continue on his way.
"Aren't you going to help him?" Tien asked in disbelief
"Why?" Trunks asked angrily "Doe she need it?"
"I…" Tien tried, but couldn't find a retort to that – Did Vegeta need help?
The rest of the night was spent in silence. Nobody had seen a trace of Vegeta the afternoon and if the truth be told, they were glad. None of them really knew what to say or how to say it after what they had done earlier even I they hadn't known.
"Bulma?" Tien called
"Yeah?"
"How … how does Vegeta find his way around? I mean, how can you just let him wander around, you saw what happened in here earlier!"
"He doesn't wander around!" Trunks defended "Dad would walk around the house with his eyes closed a lot when I was younger! He knows it back to front and that only happened earlier because mum moved the furniture!"
"I understand what you're saying Trunks, but things are different now!" Yamcha protested "I mean there's a bit of a difference between closing your eyes for a while and never seeing again!"
"There's a chance Vegeta will see" Bulma interrupted "His eyes deteriorated naturally ad so with surgery-"
"I said no" Vegeta voice broke through from the door and all eyes turned to him
"And that's the only reason we aren't trying it!" Bulma finished angrily
"I said no and that's final woman – I doubt you can fiz what was not in the power of th eternal dragon"
"It's not that the dragon couldn't fix it Vegeta!" Bulma defended "It's that he wouldn't because it was a natural problem!"
"Well you don't know my Saiyan body well enough!"
"I think I do" Bulma smirked, folding her arms "After all, we've done enough with your 'Saiyan body' for me to now all about it"
A blush rose in Vegeta's cheeks and a few chuckles were heard from the Z Warriors.
"That was uncalled for woman!" Vegeta growled "Completely unfair and below the belt!"
"Quite literally" Bulma replied and more laughs were heard behind her.
Vegeta's scowl broke and formed into a smirk. He loved how witty Bulma could be sometimes.
"Nevertheless" he emphasised "I will not have surgery"
Bulma sighed and nodded. She knew the decision was final.
"Why not?" asked Gohan "What have you got to lose?"
"More than you know boy" Vegeta replied
The room fell silent until Goku spoke up.
"Vegeta?"
"What?"
"Why did your eyes … I mean how did you … uhh … what-"
"Why am I blind?"
"Um … yeah"
"I was just unlucky Kakarot"
"Unlucky?"
"Yeah … it all started when I was born…"
I hope that wasn't too evil leaving it there, but I just felt that it was a good place to leave it considering have other fanfictions to update and stuff. Well, I hope you people reading will take the time review. This fic will soon be up on my site. If you want to visit my site (full of dbz stuff!) then the address is in my profile! Just click on my penname above!
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Clarobell