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By : TristaML
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A/N: I've been stuck on this chapter for a while. Partly because I feel like this website is dying, and partly because of writer issues...
I decided to leave it a short chapter. This story is not finished.I know what my rough outline is, but I need to shift through the fine details of what my intentions are for the story, and how the characters will play out their roles in totality. Not that it matters too much to anyone but myself, but I needed to go on ahead and get this one out there, so that I'll finally feel like I can move on.
I hope you all enjoy.
Chapter 12 (GP) Jack Pot:
I reach into his pocket and pull out three pods. What is this? I can only assume what one of them is. A ship. The one he showed me earlier. I get up from sitting on top of him and find my clothes, assessing this new turn of events as I redress myself.
This whole business is draining me. I only went to Bulma to ensure my out. There would be no sense in blowing up the planet if I can’t escape the explosion, anyways, and I can’t count on Vegeta to just hand a ship over to me, especially when considering that things may turn ill between us. I’m not so sure this little thing is really a ship to begin with!
I guess I could have been a little subtler about my choices, though. It’s too late, now.
Looking at Vegeta as he’s immobilized on the ground I am torn on how to handle the situation from here.
This isn’t really my fault. She shouldn’t have had that damn needle in the first place… I would have left her alone had she handed me a ship right then! It didn’t have to go so far, but something about this place and my position in it makes me irrational! Especially whenever I’m around Vegeta!
I look down at the pod in my hand. There can’t really be a ship in this thing… I know he’s got to be lying about that! Why would he want to leave his home behind, anyways?
I can’t trust him! I just can’t! That’s why I wanted to get one myself… so that I wouldn’t have to follow his lead, instead I would force him to follow mine.
‘This has never been his real home.’
I look over at him lying on the ground, his whole body is limp, but I can tell that he is trying to fight off the serum. Will he be pissed when it wears off? (Let’s get real, how pissed will he be when he comes back around?) When is it going to fade? That was some powerful stuff Bulma concocted. Maybe I should try to find more…
I have to focus while I have the time! If it is a ship… I could just open the pod right now and find out for sure…
And what are the other pods, I wonder.
Bulma’s crying in the corner, and it’s both annoying and distracting me. Do the tears never cease? How can one creature produce so much emotion at one point in time? It’s not like I ever threatened her with her life.
I turn to her and demand, “Will you shut up already?! If you were quieter I might forget all about you and your insignificance in all of this!”
Vegeta speaks:
“Kakarot… That’s… a ship… and… a food capsule…”
I turn to him, stunned. How is it possible that he can even talk?
I think on it after a moment. ‘Food? Really? Very clever. But…’
“Leave… with me…” the Prince groans, “Forget… this place…”
I can see his foot twitching. He’s trying so desperately to control his body. The fact that he can talk at all is astonishing.
I’m so conflicted. And suspicious. My eyes hone in on him as my mind races to put everything together.
Even after all that I’ve done… he’s still asking me to go away with him? Why?
“Hn,” I grunt, trying to shrug off my curiosity over him. Yet I can’t help but voice part of what I’m thinking, “Why should I?” I add, just to be cruel, “Maybe I’m through with you, and I will leave, and you can come after me if you dare. Or, I can come back later, and destroy all of you without warning. I think I like that idea better. I don’t really want to hear any of your pathetic pleas, anyway.”
He’s… laughing?
“Go on, then…” he drones, “Do what… you will…”
I am speechless against such an open statement. I’d rather he fought me on the matter than give me permission.
Such a twisted mind, a Saiyan’s is.
He must be thinking much the same. He thinks I won’t attack the planet now, that would be too easy. Perhaps he is more willing to fight me in battle later on than to say goodbye now. Maybe he thinks he can win the next time around. I must admit, the opportunity is tempting.
Now or later, does it really make a difference?
On the other hand, he’s right, I won’t end it here, not like this.
Besides, what gain could either of us have from losing the other? Or is the chance more enticing?
Something here doesn’t add up, and I’ve been trying so hard to put it together these last few days, but I think I’ve finally narrowed it down. It’s him! He’s the one that doesn’t make sense and it’s driving me crazy!
“Vegeta…” I start, narrowing my eyes as an honest question runs through my mind. “You stayed on Earth for me. Didn’t you? You waited for me… You said that you love me.” I watch as his breath catches for a moment, and I ask, “Why do you love me? Why are you… in love with me? I’m not the same man I was. I can never be him. Don’t you see that?”
He relaxes and is not as quick to respond as I need him to be, and I wonder what he’s thinking. Why did I ask him that, now? Why couldn’t I have waited until he had more strength and freedom to speak?
Our little part of the world is silent. Bulma has stopped crying. I haven’t taken a breath since the question left my mouth.
He finally mumbles, “Why… does it matter?”
I don’t know. I know that it really doesn’t, but in my mind, for some reason, I can’t let the notion go. I guess I just need to know if it’s true. Does he care for me so much that he’s willing to leave his life behind for me? Is it old me, or new me, or does it matter?
Why do I care? I don’t know myself.
‘I literally don’t know myself.’
Vegeta sighs, he’s still trying to move, but he closes his eyes this time as he answers, “I… know why… you are… the way you are…” his voice is in a whisper, but I can hear him clearly.
That doesn’t mean that what he says makes any sense.
I move closer, watching his face as he talks.
He continues, “You are… you. You can’t change… who you are… Believe me… I’ve tried…”
I growl, bending low to kneel next to him, I ask, “What do you mean?!”
He laughs again, and takes in a deep breath, looking up at me through lidded eyes. It’s difficult for him to speak, but he isn’t giving in. He tells me, “I would… give anything… not to remember… myself…”
“Don’t say that. You have no idea what I’ve been going through!” I snap, and then consider what’s happened over the past few days…
He’s been blamed for all of this. He’s been right there beside me this whole time, doing whatever I wanted.
I can’t really just be rid of him, can I? I would always think back to my time here, the first time I opened my eyes and saw him. When I saw him for the first time… I will never forget it. Never forget him.
Never say never. I mean, I woke up with no memories just a few days ago, I did forget him… I’ve forgotten everything.
I’ve been going through the motions of what I want ever since I woke up. But, those were just momentary desires… What do I really want?
He begins to speak again, and I can tell it’s draining him more and more, still he continues, “Think… Kakarot… if you could… do anything… go anywhere… you can, now… but I… I’ve been… locked down… by you… If I… had what you have… I would have… done… the same…”
My eyes widen, and I wonder if that’s true. I suddenly ask him, “Why didn’t you do it anyways? If you were so bad before. You could have gotten what you wanted… couldn’t you?”
He smirks, “No… I wanted… you… I… couldn’t have you…”
“You say that, but… I don’t get it. I don’t see why it couldn’t have worked…” I answer in a low tone, and momentarily feel bad about having shot him with that tranquilizer.
I can hear the honesty of his voice as he confesses, “You… don’t need anyone… You never have… but I… I’m not built… that way… As much as… I’ve tried to… deny it… I need you…”
I frown, and answer, “So you don’t really love me… you just… need me…”
“We’re Saiyans… Need is love… Want is lust… Besides… You could… fuck… when you… woke up… right?”
“Yes… so?” I ask, listening intently.
“Then what’s… the problem…?” he chuckles, closing his eyes again.
“Damn you, Vegeta! I don’t think that’s funny!” I spit, but I laugh a little afterwards. “So… if you were me, you would have… finally told me how you felt? Or, maybe, you wouldn’t have felt the same. I guess that’s the point, isn’t it?”
He smirks, then groggily replies, “I wish… it were me… then I would know… how you really felt…”
“Vegeta… I… Vegeta… Wake up!” I cry, sensing that he’s passed out.
He doesn’t respond.
My heart thuds in my chest. Why do I care? Why should I care?! I murmur, “Damn it. Vegeta. You’re a dick.”
I pick him up and take off into the night sky. I don’t know where to go with him, but I don’t wish to stay here any longer.
No sooner had I gotten into the sky did I get to my thoughts, and no sooner did I start shifting through them did Trunks arrive, halting my progress through the air.
I bark, in no mood for his interruption, “What do you want? Damn! Can I have a fucking minute to myself?!”
His blue eyes are ice, and his response was delivered with a guttural tone as he commands, “Where are you taking my father, you sadistic asshole.”
I scoff, a little impressed, but not buying it. I argue casually, “If anything, I might be a little bit of a sociopath, but sadistic? You haven’t seen that side of me yet. Now, run along and get your Mommy, she’s in a little more need than Vegeta, I think. Which reminds me, how have you been feeling since getting your first hard cock?”
As stoic as he could possibly be, the teen replies, “I’ll take care of my Mother. I want to know, though, if he’s going to be safe with you. You can’t be trusted. Oh, and by the way,” he smirks, “Goten’s dick is bigger.”
My eye twitches, and I can’t help but be thoroughly irritated. “If you want him, come and get him. I don’t think you have what it takes. I’m giving you the opportunity to save yourself and Bulma, Vegeta doesn’t need rescuing. I’m not going to hurt him, if it makes you feel better. So, I’ll tell you one more time. Get out of here, while you can.”
“Fine. I’ll take you at your word. But your time is running short, you know,” he smirks, “We’ve got a plan to take you down.”
“Bluffing isn’t your strong suit,” I laugh, and then begin to slowly fly forward, adding, “Now, stop wasting your time. Maybe we can continue this later… Or maybe you won’t get that lucky.”
“It’s not a bluff!” He yells and flares his power up at me, “I don’t know what your plans are but it doesn’t matter! You’re the fool my father always said you were! You really think he loves you?! He’s has just been toying with you! He doesn’t fucking care about you! He could never love you! He was just saying all of that to win you over! He’ll say whatever he has to in order to keep you in line! But it’s too late!”
That can’t be true!
Or maybe it is…
He cries, “That ship he has, the food, all of it, it’s just a ploy to get you off the planet so that you stop harming the innocent lives here! But we’re going to finish this once and for all! And I don’t care if you die because of it! You were never around anyways! Maybe this time, when you die, no one will wish you back! You’ll just go to hell for once, and you can sit there and rot for all I care!”
Darkness is bridling within me, but I only respond to one part of his threats, and I snarl, “Really now? You honestly think you can beat me? How?”
He smirks, “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
“Feh,” I huff, not convinced, “I’m done with this. You’ve got nothing on me. Good luck with the rest of your pathetic life. Vegeta is mine.” With that I take off again, this time heading towards the lake where I first re-awoke. Perhaps there I can get some well needed rest and settle some of my thoughts.
Trunks doesn’t follow, but his words are stuck with me.

tbc...
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