EDIT 9/28/10: Fixed the dialog spacing so it's easier to read.
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Vegeta didn't know how to react when he saw the accident. He stopped breathing and his head spun. It couldn't be. That wasn't his car under the truck. Those weren't his sons sitting in the ambulance. This was all a bad dream. He fell asleep in front of the TV, that's it. It was that soda he had. The sugar was giving him nightmares. He'll wake up shortly. He squeezed his eyes shut, willing it all to go away.
Piccolo's eyes flickered to the gurney with the bag on it, praying to every God and Goddess he could think of that Vegeta wouldn't see it. Then, he stopped.
"Oh shit…"
The bag was… Empty…
Goku noticed Piccolo staring at the bag and he picked up on what Piccolo saw. If he wasn't panicking before, he was now.
Vegeta wrapped his arms around himself, trying to stop the ache that was creeping back into his chest. He slowly opened his eyes, hoping the scene before him would disappear. What he got was a worse shock than before. He spotted the gurney. His vision slowly inched over to the wreck, where he saw firemen digging through the wreckage.
He stood slowly, catching Goku and Piccolo's attention. They looked at each other. They had to keep Vegeta away from the car.
"Vegeta. I don't think…" Goku started slowly, but Vegeta walked past him, not hearing him. He was fully focused on the vehicle under the truck. He began to walk faster until he was running to the car, pushing the firemen out of the way.
"OUT OF MY WAY!" He yelled, making everyone jump. The firemen, unsure of what to think of this frantic man, stayed clear.
Vegeta dug through the car, throwing pieces of metal and debris everywhere. His hands were cut and bleeding but still he kept up his search.
Goku whispered to Piccolo in a frightened voice. "We have to get him away from there." Piccolo grabbed his elbow when he started to walk forward, shaking his head gravely.
"If he finds her… We don't want anyone near him."
Vegeta lost all of his patience. His Saiyan rage broke to the surface, and with a deafening yell, lifted the entire truck off of the car and threw it. The shocked firemen didn't react fast enough, but luckily Piccolo and Goku got them out of the way of the giant vehicle. Slowly they turned back to their troubled friend. All time seemed to stand still.
Vegeta stared into the car. Bulma was still strapped into the seat, dark red blood contrasting terrifyingly with her blue hair and her yellow jacket. He slowly reached down and unfastened the seat belt. He lifted his wife carefully out of the seat, cradling her in his arms.
There was no sound to be heard, no one dared speak, or even breathe. Vegeta wiped some of the blood off of Bulma's face, stroking her face gently with his thumb.
"Bulma…" He finally spoke. It was a choked painful sound, a sound that Goku and Piccolo knew well enough to start walking towards their friend.
"Vegeta…" Goku spoke softly.
He and Piccolo stopped dead in their tracks when they saw Vegeta's shoulders shaking violently. A soft sob left Vegeta's lips.
He snapped.
Vegeta threw back his head and a howl of pure gut-wrenching agony tore out of his throat. His ki shot sky high, throwing any remaining debris away from him in a circle. ChiChi and her sons held close to each other. Mirai held Trunks to his chest while the little boy continued to cry. He had never heard such a sound in his life as his father's heartbreaking screaming.
Piccolo and Goku shielded their eyes against Vegeta's aura, feeling utterly powerless. Goku decided to try and calm down the Prince, who had just gone Super Saiyan. He continued to yell and hold Bulma close, burying his face in her hair.
"Vegeta! Calm down!" Goku yelled, taking a cautious step forward.
Vegeta whipped around, eyes wild, snarling.
"YOU STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM US!" He shrieked, his voice echoing in the bubble his aura had created.
Goku boldly stepped forward again.
Vegeta turned, fully facing the two warriors, looking every bit the glorious Prince of the animalistic Saiyans they had all but forgotten he was. "YOU TAKE ANOTHER STEP AND I'LL KILL YOU!" He yelled, another giant wave flowing out of him, buffeting Piccolo and Goku.
Goku thought quickly and did his best to connect with Piccolo telepathically. "We need to get Bulma away from him."
Piccolo's face showed slight shock. "What? Do you WANT him to kill everyone?"
"No, but if we let him keep holding her like that, he'll never calm down." Piccolo continued to watch the Prince, still snarling at them, daring them to move.
"Listen carefully. I'll teleport up to him, grab Bulma, and bring her to the ambulance. I need you to try and keep him calm after that."
Piccolo laughed bitterly in his mind. "Vegeta would turn me to slime in a second."
"He TRUSTS you. Please, Piccolo. Try." Goku pleaded. Piccolo shut his eyes and sighed, agreeing.
Goku stood a little back from Piccolo, eliciting another snarl from Vegeta. Goku zoned in on Bulma. Everything happened in mere seconds. Vegeta jumped when Goku showed up in front of him and grabbed Bulma. Then he was gone again.
Two heartbeats went by before Vegeta went ballistic. He literally saw red as he powered up.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Vegeta went Super Saiyan Level 2, causing him to overlook Piccolo's quick run behind him, and was distracted momentarily by the feeling of strong arms around his shoulders, pinning his arms to his sides.
Mirai and Trunks watched in horror and amazement at their father. Never had they seen him so angry before. Trunks quivered in Mirai's arms and he held his shirt a little tighter. His father was more frightening than he could have ever imagined.
Piccolo struggled to hold the flailing Saiyan in his arms, all the while talking calmly to him.
"Vegeta, stop this! We all feel grief right now, but you reacting violently could end in more disaster. Calm down!"
Demonic screams and possibly Saiyan words tore free from Vegeta's mouth, making everyone who was watching the ordeal take a step back. Piccolo held on to him tighter. As if Vegeta couldn't get any more terrifying, his eyes lit up white and he began to grow fangs, his true Saiyan nature rising to the surface of his consciousness.
"VEGETA! Look at your children! Look at what you're doing to them!" Piccolo yelled above the Prince's roaring.
Vegeta looked at the boys, and was shocked to see the way they were looking at him. He used to see people look at him with that level of terror in their eyes when he worked for Frieza. His roars died slowly and the Prince slumped in the Namek's arms, completely broken.
Piccolo was shocked when Vegeta began to sob loudly, his pride completely dead. Goku walked back up to the pair, watching helplessly at the flustered Namek and the crying Saiyan Prince that he was now holding close, letting him cry into his chest.
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A/N: … Poor Vegeta! Gods why am I so mean to him? R&R please… :'(