In The End
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I used to care about how Kakarot always ended up better than me. The Prince of Saiyajins. The Prince of what? Vegeta had been blown up almost a half a century ago. What should I care about then? Should I care about the Earthling I claimed as my mate, my son? I care. But in a different way. Why do I care?
It starts with
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to explain in due time
All I know
Why am I still on this shit-ball planet anyways? Because whether I care or not, they are my family. I'm responsible. I promised I wouldn't leave. But she wants me to leave. We had another one of those fights again and she was finally fed up with my presence. So I left. I wasn't going to remain in another person's home if they absolutely could not stand me. Why do I care about a God Damn Earthling all of a sudden?
Time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
“Woman..” I had tried to talk some sense into her. But she was just too mad I guess.
“DON'T WOMAN ME! I AM NOT YOUR SLAVE! WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE!”
“FINE! I am tired of you anyways! Always screaming and nagging at me like some common trash!” I shouldn't have said that. She ran to her room and slammed the door. I could hear my infant son screaming at the outburst we had made. I could hear her sobbing in the other room, and I wanted to do anything to comfort her.
So I left.
It's so unreal
Didn't look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on, didn't even know
I wasted it all just to watch you go
She is better off without me. WHY DO I CARE?! SHE IS JUST AN EARTHLING! But not just any Earthling.. My Earthling. My mate. Not anymore. She doesn't want me. Those Androids are about, all the others that called themselves the Z Fighters are already dead. I think I'll attack them. It doesn't really matter if I live anymore.
I kept everythin' inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
It does matter. Those Androids are killing everything off. I have to protect what is mine. Even if the woman doesn't want me anymore, she is still mine and I will protect her.
Tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter
I fly around for a few hours and come across one of the Androids not far from North City, which my mate says is where we live. Where I lived. I keep forgetting she kicked me out. I had to stop myself from flying home a few times.
The Android fires a warning shot and the fight begins.
But I don't really feel like fighting.
One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to remind myself how
I tried so hard
This Android is kicking my ass. But the thing is, I usually get pissed off about these things. But ever since Kakarot died a couple years ago, my prime source of anger evaporated leaving a hiatus. Now that my woman had kicked me out, there was a void in me now. She was the thing that I had lived for since then, and now it was gone. I didn't even really register getting knocked to the ground, my spine shattering and the Android kicking me around. He stared in my eyes after a while, wondering if I was still conscious.
I blinked at him simply. He flew off spooked.
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Not before leaving a present. Judging from that hole he left, I have a few hours at the most. I didn't think anyone could bleed like that, much less me. Well, you learn something everyday. It begins to rain. At least it fits my mood. My arms tingle and I push my body around so that I face the sky. I have no feeling below my mid-chest.
I wish I could see her one last time so that I could say I am sorry. I don't even get death wish. Now THAT'S something to get pissed about.
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
I just wanted to tell her how much she means to me. I have never been able to tell her I love her. I can't lie to her. Love is too small and simple a word for what I feel. It's indescribable. I already miss arguing with the one person that never truly feared me.
But it all comes back to me in the end
I kept everything inside
And even though I tried
It all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a
memory of a time when I tried so hard
“VEGETA!” Is that her? I open my eyes and tilt my head, and my blood runs cold. It is her. It's downright pouring out and I can barely see. How long has it been? It's been several hours as it is dark out. A non broken street lamp shines above me. If I had the strength I would have said something sarcastic like `Heaven is calling me!'. Well, not in front of the woman anyways.
“Vegeta, hold on, I am going to take care of you, I am so sorry, please don't leave me!”
“I'm sorry too..” My mouth was so dry, it took an unbelievable amount of effort just to talk and keep my eyes open. I'm dying and it's painless, the best of two worlds. “I'm sorry.”
That's when she started to cry. I pushed up on my left arm and wrapped the right around her. She supported me.
Like she always had. I remember the time that I was lying in bed sick, or was supposed to. I had snuck out of bed and she was arguing with that ass Yamcha. He was insisting that I was going to kill everyone and that I would never change. I was about to prove him partially right but she screamed at him first and kicked him out and told him not to come back with that argument. He said it was over and she screamed `fine!'.
Tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end it doesn't even matter
“Vegeta, you can't die on me like this, we have a son! You have to help me raise him to be a Saiyajin Prince just like you!”
I chuckled miserably. I could hear how weak I was getting in my voice. “I'm sorry, I can't this time. Please don't cry Bulma. You have to be strong for me.”
She just cried more. But hell, I tried didn't I? I lost feeling in both my arms, but she held on for dear life.
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
“I'm sorry Bulma.”
“I love you Vegeta!”
“Love… is too small.. a word… to describe how I feel.” I managed to force out. She blinked at me.
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There's only one thing you should know
“Is that why you could never say it?! TELL ME!”
I gave her a wry grin. “It took you this.. long to…..figure it out?”
She laughed a little in amidst all her tears. She had never looked so beautiful to me. But it was time for me to go. I could feel myself leaving. Call myself crazy, but I can hear Kakarot calling me. But I am just gullible. I'll believe anything right now. I think I'll find him in the afterworld and kick his ass. Not because I'm mad at him, or because I owe it too him.
I think I'll do it to… how do they say it? Lighten up?
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
“Goodbye.” I said, and I was gone.
The next hardest thing was to watch my son grow up without me. But he grew up fast. He looked nothing like me, which was no real big surprise, because he looked like his mother. But I saw it at times. MY smirk was there. And that made me proud. But I was proud anyways. He may be like a soft hearted Earthling to me, but he was what was left of my blood line. I wouldn't have anyone else carry it for me.
What always hurt the most, was how he'd look for his father and never see me there. He didn't know that I was always with him. Maybe that was my payback for my previous-to-Earth lifestyle. But it hurt more to watch my Bulma, she was always so sad. I couldn't stand it. And in the early years, she didn't have anyone to comfort her. Gohan and his mother would come to visit time to time, but they always left.
But I had left too. My son better not die and leave her, or I will kick his ass from here to HFIL. He disappeared for a time and came back. The change was astounding. He must has went to the past in that crazy machine thing that the woman had made. After that he kicked the Androids' asses with enough ease to make me jealous. My heart bursts with pride for the boy now, because now he is a man.
I had to fall to lose it all
It was almost twenty years later before I could see my family again. The woman was sick, and while it made me feel horrible and worried, it made me feel hopeful as well, which made me feel sicker. But it was out of my hands.
“C'mon Mom, you'll be okay!” The boy said, he was holding his mother's hand and she smiled at him in that knowing way.
“Trunks, you are all grown up and don't need me anymore. I have lived my life and now I can be with your father again.”
He started to cry and it wrenched my heart. It felt like I was there. I put a hand on his shoulder and he jumped straight into the air. I jumped too. I have never been able to make someone feel me.
“Vegeta! You're alive!” Bulma almost screamed, reaching out her frail arms for me.
“No I'm not.” I said. “I'm here for you.”
Trunks stood there in disbelief, then he got a determined look to his face and stepped between me and my mate. That's my boy. I see that I have indeed left her in good hands.
“Boy, I am dead. You cannot harm me, nor stop me. It's your mother's time. I'm… sorry.”
He was disarmed by my hug and I deftly moved in behind him. I admit it was a dirty trick, but it worked. I wrapped my arms around Bulma and lifted, her body remained but her spirit was as beautiful as ever. Trunks looked so mad it was almost comical. Bulma slid down and hugged him goodbye. I patted him on the back.
“See you in a couple years Trunks. I'm proud of you.” There was so much I wanted to tell him, that I was there all those times that he wanted me to be. That I was proud to have him as my son.
But in the end it doesn't even matter