Change of Hearts

A/N: Two P.O.V’s again…Warning’s for this chapter is angst, language and sexual references. (*) will indicate a change in p.o.v

For 6 months, I mourned…

I cannot remember a darker period in my life, not even when I was working for Frieza, or when I learned that my planet had been destroyed. Oh I had been pissed, who wouldn’t have been? But I channeled my anger into killing and destruction. This was so much more than that.

The light that had illuminated the darkness in me had been put out…permanently.

So I was back in darkness. My son and my daughter, I loved them both and I had moments with them that made me smile a little bit. But in six months, I can count on one hand how many times I actually was happy. And the happiness I may have felt in those small amounts of time, were always short lived.

Bulma…

How I longed for her, I ached for her. Her smile, her body, her warmth. ..her love.

This is torture…

We were bonded, so that night I felt her existence inside me die.

I screamed, I yelled, I cried, I almost blew that damn hospital to oblivion. It was Kakkarot who had brought me back to my senses. He had to literally knock me out, with a hard blow to the head and take me home. The next day I awoke, I heard people crying and yelling. I knew then that this was no dream but a very realistic nightmare. I realized then that I was in me and Bulma’s room, on our bed, where countless memories of arguments, tears, sex and love lingered.

I got up and was tempted to burn the entire building down. For this first time in a long time, I actually contemplated blowing earth and all its creations straight to hell for killing my woman. Bulma enjoyed smoking, she had done it from the time she was a teenager all the way until she was diagnosed with this disease. She told me that a long time ago, and had I known anything about that toxic motherfucker (reference to cigarettes) I would’ve ordered her to stop as soon as she told me.

But I didn’t, and look what happened.

I took a shower and when I got out of the shower, I grabbed a bag and put my clothes inside it along with a few other things. Then I left and locked our bedroom door knowing that would be the last time I entered it. When I entered the hallway, people were outside crying, I searched for my daughter’s energy and when I found it, I went to her. She and Trunks were crying in the living room and I stood against the wall until they finally realized I was there. Bulla ran to me and threw her arms around my shoulders and cried against my chest. I held her but was determined as hell not to cry in front of my kids. I felt the feelings of sadness overwhelming me and eventually, I gently pushed Bulla away from me and began walking outside. I heard my son’s voice telling me hell take care of everything. I had no doubt he would.

When I got outside, there was Kakkarot, his face was red, so I knew he’d been crying. “Your house is empty, correct?” I said to him.

“Yeah Vegeta, no one is there, why?” He asked curiously.

“Because for the time being, I need a place to stay.” I said sternly.

Kakkarot and I took off then, and while I flew, I felt like killing myself. But I decided to wait because of my kids. They were suffering enough and knowing that their father committed suicide would push them overboard, so instead I just flew. After about thirty minutes, we reached the country side, and soon after that we reached Kakkarot’s house. When we got there, he opened the door for me and I went in. When I looked around I seen a fireplace, a big kitchen, nice furnishings. I smiled knowing that Bulma was the one who created this capsule home for him after his wife died. I asked him where the bedrooms were and he pointed upstairs, I went upstairs and seen there were 4 rooms, one was being occupied by him, so that left me three to choose from. I chose the room with the least amount of sun and shut the door.

This is the state I have been in for these past months, in this room closed to the world around me.

I did not go to the funeral the humans and my son had for Bulma, I felt I said my goodbyes the night she died, and that was that. Kakkarot did go however, and when he returned he told me his sons and everyone else including Yamcha, sent their condolences. I grunted my appreciation and that was it. Over the months, I had been by Capsule Corp. a few times only to visit my kids, who of course told me that there was enough room there for me to stay. I told them that the countryside was more peaceful and truly it was. Also everything about Capsule Corp reminded me of Bulma and as much as I hated it, I knew eventually I would have to let her go…eventually.

So, I ended up living with my rival. Who yes, over these years became a very close and dear friend of mine. Kakkarot didn’t mind me staying there and over the months he did everything in his power to get me to smile, even acting more stupider then normal on occasions which was rewarded with a weird look and a smirk from me. The idiot knew how to cook which was good because I wasn't going to and he also gave me my space when he knew I didn’t want to be bothered. So for the most part our arrangement was working out just fine.

Today I decided to go for a swim, Kakkarot’s house is right next to a waterfall and it has been a place I go to clear my head sometimes. I walked over to the river and began taking off my shirt when suddenly emerges Kakkarot, naked and dripping wet.

“Hey Vegeta, it’s warm out today huh?” He says smiling.

“Kakkarot.” I say in acknowledgement, and before I know it, I am pulled underwater. The clown holds on to my foot and drags me all the way down. If I didn’t know how to hold my breath, I would’ve most likely drowned. The water felt good though, so I wasn’t too pissed at him. Finally we reach the bottom of the river and he lets go of me, then he swims as fast as possible to get away from me. I smirk, and begin to form an energy beam to blast his ass back to otherworld. When I gather enough ki, I release the ball after him and then phase out. I reappear in the sky to see him being hit by the ki blast and yelling, he begins looking for me and then he tilts his head upward and I am rewarded by his middle finger. I laugh and reappear next to him.

“So little kakkarot wants to play huh.” I say slyly to him.

“Um, uh,” He mutters staring at me and grinning.

“You idiot, you could have at least let me take my pants off.” I say still smiling.

“Aww, ha, I guess I should’ve.” He says.

We float in silence for awhile.

“Hey, uh, how are you feeling today?” He says in a very soft tone.

I actually realize that I feel ok, not as depressed and sad as I have been.

“I actually feel pretty good kakkarot, and you?”

“I’m happy that you came out Vegeta, as a matter a fact I was going to come into the house and get you.”

“And I suppose you were going to come into the house dripping wet and naked, knock on my door and say ‘Vegeta do you wanna come play with me in the river’.”

He merely smiles at that and looks at me very intensely.

*

While we float in the water, the only thing I can think of right now is how beautiful he looks. His muscles gleaming as the sun kisses them with its rays.

I don’t know when I became attracted to Vegeta, but I do know it’s been awhile.

His last comment aroused me to no end, of course I want you to ‘play’ with me, and in the river. That’s even more erotic. His husky voice brings me out of my sexual thoughts…

“ Kakkarot you’ve been staring at me with that stupid look of yours for the last 15 minutes.”

I laugh and decide to go under water again, when I do I realize Vegeta is following me. We swim for a long time side by side, I do back flips and crazy things and he swims on his back from time to time staring at me and giving me that sexy trademark smirk of his. We swim to the rivers end and then reverse our path. When we reach back home it is about 7 in the night and sun has fully set. Vegeta gets out of the river and I run my eyes over tanned perfection. He bends down and picks up my towel that I had left on the banks and walks off with it, throwing it over his shoulder.

“What the hell Vegeta, that’s my towel,” I say staying put in the river. The night breeze blows over me and I feel chills running down my spine. “Come on it’s freezing now, give me back my towel!!”

Vegeta just laughs and continues walking.

“VEGETAAAA, COME BACK HEREEEE!!” I yell.

“Come now is that anyway to talk to your prince.” He throws that comment into the wind as he continues walking.

“I’m gonna catch a damn cold, give me my towel.” I throw that right back at him.

“Well if you catch a cold I guess I’ll have to warm you up.” He says between laughs.

Oh how I wish he wasn’t joking right now. I decided since he wasn’t going to give me my towel that I would just have to use instant transmission directly into my bedroom. I close my eyes and think hard about my room, picturing my windows, desk, my bed, Vegeta naked stroking…WHOA…uh that’s not usually there.

I feel the rush of instant transmission and the next thing I know I appear on my bed. But when I look around, I realize that I am not in my room. I’m in Vegeta’s room, who is undressing to prepare himself for a shower.

“Explain.” He says, staring at me.

“Um, uh, well, see since you didn’t give me back my towel.” I say staring into his dark eyes, knowing that if I even look down one time, I’ll be missing mine.

“Yes…” He says impatiently

“I decided to do instant transmission, and uh um, I think you had come into my thoughts while I had to uh, think about you know uh, where I wanted to go...And um uh…I ended up here.” I manage to mutter out nervously.

Vegeta grabs a towel off his shelf and wraps it around his waist and walks into his bathroom.

“I expect food, when im done.” He shuts the door after that comment, excuse me, order.

I get up and leave his room and go into mine. I lay on the bed for a second staring up into the ceiling. For a second, I wonder, if Vegeta would have never found out about the Dragon Balls, and would’ve never decided to come to earth, would we have ever met? I think hard and long about that and decide that I am just grateful that we actually did meet, because he has made my life all the more interesting. I decide to go take a quick shower before going downstairs to prepare dinner. While im in the shower, I start thinking about Vegeta again. Specifically me blowing him, in the shower, hearing him moan and pant, and just when he is about to let me taste his cum, the fucking doorbell rings.

I get out the shower and dry off, and throw on a white t-shirt and grey sweats and head downstairs. I go into the living room and I see Bulla and Vegeta in a tight embrace and she is smiling from ear to ear.

Vegeta obviously senses me and he turns around looks at me, Bulla runs to me and hugs me.

“Hi Goku, are you ok.”

“Yes Bulla, how are you, you seem really excited.”

“Yep I have to tell you and daddy something.” I smile and me and Vegeta walk into the living room. She sits next to Vegeta and says “Daddy, I want you to promise you won’t get mad and kill someone.”

Vegeta gives a universal grunt that means whatever.

I just smile and grab her hand. “Don’t worry Bulla he won’t do nothing.”

She smiles again and I think to myself I wonder if she knows how much she favors Bulma.

“Ok Ok, here’s the news you guys.” She giggles. “I’m pregnant.”

I continue to smile at her but my eyes shift automatically from her to Vegeta who looks like he is about to blow us all to hell.

“WHO IN THE HELL TOUCHED YOU!!!” he yells jumping up off the couch.

Now normally, if a human being heard Vegeta’s voice they would get scared and run. If they heard him yell, they would probably faint from their own terror.

But I guess because Bulla was his daughter and was used to him, she literally just sat there smiling and said “Daddy, I’m the same age mom was when she had Trunks.”

Vegeta calms down at the mention of that and a sad smile comes over his features.

“You are just like your mother.” He said sadly.

Bulla jumps up off the couch and hugs him tightly, “Daddy we are going to get married.” She says looking at him, “You’ll come won’t you, I need you to give me away.”

Vegeta runs his hand through his hair and nods slowly. “I wouldn’t miss it for anything.” He flashes her a smile.
Bulla hugs him tightly again, and Vegeta eyes lock on mine. He looks like he near tears but he holds it together. She wraps her arms around his neck and stares at him “I gotta go daddy, when I get all the details I’ll call you.” Vegeta just continues smiling.

Bulla walks toward me and I get up to hug her again. “Goku your coming to, and I’m gonna take both of you shopping for suits.” She says looking at the both of us, we both nod our heads.

With that she grabs her purse from the table and begins walking out still smiling. “Bye daddy, bye Goku.”

In unison we both say, “Bye Bulla.”

She is about to walk out the door when Vegeta stops her and says. “Bring that boy by here, I wish to meet him before you marry.”

Bulla smiles at him and winks, something that only one other person we knew did.

Bulma…

When Bulla leaves, Vegeta begins crying, I stand there looking at him, knowing that it must hurt badly to watch his daughter repeat Bulma's actions, and not only that but she looks like her, had her attitude and gestures. She was indeed just like her mother.

He stands there against the wall trying to calm himself to no avail. I walk over to him and put my hands on his shoulders. “Vegeta, calm down ok, I know it hurts.”

Vegeta pushes me off him and begins walking away from me, I grab his arm and pull his back to my chest. I wrap my arms around him tight and he struggles for a minute before relaxing. Eventually his tears stop falling and we just stay like that for awhile.

“Thank you.” He says weakly. Breaking our embrace

I smile, “Don’t mention it.”

He gives me a smirk and retreats upstairs.