With You
Defeat
xmlns="http://www.w3.org/TR/REC-html40">
Focusing on forming a
new vision, Mirai Trunks suddenly gasps in surprise. The world becomes a blur
when he is hit with… some awesome power he cannot describe. He feels his
control slipping away and starts to fall into nothingness.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”
Mirai Trunks’ body
falls back and hits the ground, unconscious.
Vegeta slowly opens
his eyes, aching all over. But a mind-blowing feeling of relief washes over
him, as he feels Goku’s hand on his shoulder.
‘I wondered where all
that power came from,’ Vegeta thinks tiredly.
‘You know I need you
to make that happen, Vegeta,’ Goku thinks modestly. ‘You’re the mastermind.
Without your mind, I’d never be able to channel my energy the right way.’
A sigh echoes through
Goku’s head. ‘At last Mirai Trunks is defeated. Kami, for a few moments in this
battle I actually thought he was going to win.’
‘He became
ridiculously strong because of his desire to bond with you…’ Goku thinks. ‘You
know, maybe that’s how I became so strong as well.’
Vegeta
chuckles, almost asleep.
Goku kisses Vegeta’s
forehead gently. ‘Sleep now, koi. Get some rest. I’ll take care of Mirai Trunks
in the mean time.’
Mirai Bulma is waiting
for Goku to return at Capsule Corp’s hospital wing. It’s weird to be in the
other dimension, where the androids don’t play a major role in everyday life.
It’s also very weird to see herself in this dimension… but she has to admit
that she’s most nervous about seeing Vegeta again.
Suddenly, Goku appears
in the room, holding an unconscious Vegeta in his arms. Mirai Bulma swallows
hard. ‘My Kami… Did Trunks do that?’
Tears form in her
eyes, as Goku places the limp body of his mate on a bed.
“I’ve got senzu ready,”
says Bulma. “We’ll have him up and running in no time.”
Then she looks at
Mirai Bulma. “Are you okay?”
Mirai Bulma nods
slowly. “I guess so… It’s so bizarre to see him again…”
“I understand,” Bulma
says, handing the senzu bean to Goku, who feeds it to Vegeta.
“I need to go and get
Mirai Trunks,” Goku says and puts two fingers to his forehead once more. “See
you in a bit.”
Vegeta opens his eyes
and is surprised to see two Bulmas instead of one. He shakes his head,
“Mirai Bulma…” he
says, sitting up.
The sound of his voice
alone is enough to knock her off her feet. She collapses to the floor. Bulma
picks her future counterpart up and walks her to Vegeta’s bed.
“Go ahead, he won’t
bite,” Bulma chuckles.
Vegeta reaches out his
hand and pulls her up to him. Mirai Bulma embraces him, sobbing into his bare
chest.
‘I’ve missed you so
much…’
Vegeta is surprised
that she can establish a telepathic connection with him, but then shrugs it
off. It’s clear that she loved his future counterpart very much.
‘I know. I’m sure that
wherever your Vegeta is now, he misses you too.’
He strokes her hair
and sooths her with his ki. She soon falls asleep.
“Wow,” Bulma whispers.
“You’ve sure changed a lot, Vegeta.”
“That’s just Kakarot
rubbing off on me,” he growls, a little embarrassed by his own compassion.
Goku reappears,
holding Mirai Trunks in his arms.
“It’s a good thing you
put her to sleep,” Goku says, nodding to Mirai Bulma. “She’d probably faint if
she saw her son like this.” He puts Mirai Trunks on another bed.
“She almost fainted
seeing me like this,” Vegeta chuckles
softly. “Now, what are your plans with the Future brat?”
Goku shrugs. “There
aren’t many things we can do. All I could think of,
was to take Mirai Trunks to Otherworld and make him submissive. But I’m not
sure if that’s going to help. You know what effect it had on me…”
“He’s already
experienced the fever. You hadn’t. It could work…” Vegeta looks at Mirai Trunks
lying on the bed. Cold little claws tug at his heart as he sees him so utterly
defeated. Change him into a submissive Saiyan without his approval? Wouldn’t
that be… degrading?
“You’re not sure, are
you, Vegeta?” Goku immediately senses his mate’s hesitation.
“It seems rather…
harsh. This whole situation isn’t his fault.” Vegeta looks down to his hands,
clenching them into fists subconsciously. “It just happened.”
“Bulma, could you
leave us?” Goku suddenly asks. She nods and exits without asking questions.
Goku stares at his
mate intently. Vegeta doesn’t return his stare and avoids looking into Goku’s
eyes.
“So you want to talk
about the other solution,” Goku states calmly.
Vegeta looks up,
surprised at Goku’s calm reaction. “I… I do.”
A smile forms on
Goku’s face as he sits down on Vegeta’s bed, taking his hand and squeezing it
gently.
“What do you think I
am, Vegeta, blind? I know you care for him. You had the whole
jealous-at-his-super Saiyan-power thing going on when he first appeared in this
dimension. From you I’ve learned how faint the boundary between hate and love
can be.”
Vegeta finally looks
Goku in the eye. “So you’d… approve?”
Goku laughs out loud.
“My Kami Vegeta, you’re the dominant Saiyan! It’s your decision!”
Vegeta squeezes his
mate’s hand not so gently.
“Kami damn it,
Kakarot, I’m serious about this. I know I’m the dominant Saiyan, but I know
that you used to be one as well. That’s why I hesitate: because I don’t want to
hurt you. I need your full approval.”
Goku stops laughing
and looks at his mate very seriously. “You have my approval, Vegeta. I understand
that you don’t want Mirai Trunks to become submissive; he’s a dominant Saiyan
and I can imagine he’d never want to be any other kind. The way he fought you…
All he wants is a devil’s bond. No other solution would satisfy him.”
“I think any other
solution would destroy him,” Vegeta says seriously.
“That would be a
waste, wouldn’t it?” Goku winks at his mate. Vegeta blushes intensely.
“Can’t I keep
sounds irritated, but then he smiles. “Arigato, Kakarotto.”
“You’re welcome, koi.”
Mirai Trunks awakes
with a start. He can’t see a thing; everything is pitch
black. With his other senses he tries to discover where he is. To his own
surprise, he senses nothing. It seems
like he’s powerless to do anything at all; the walls surrounding him are cold
and made of some kind of metal. He can’t find a door. Because the room is so
small, he doesn’t dare to use a ki blast. He might kill himself while trying to
get out that way.
‘Vegeta,’ he thinks.
‘He must be the one who put me here, wherever ‘here’ is. What the hell is he up
to?’