Hello everyone! First of all, I thank everyone for the courage they gave me to continue!

I have to say that it is pretty depressing when you put a lot of effort into a part to look after a few days and can only read 2 comments ... I think I speak most of the time from the heart.

But from now on I will not complain anymore !!! * ggg *

So now go on!

Have fun!





He looked at me piercingly and I had the feeling that his gaze was pierced right through to my soul.

In the next moment my hands started to shake ... I shocked my hand, which was still on his shoulder, pulled back to me and paused for a moment. It hadn't necessarily been my goal to show him how much his words had touched me deep in my heart and so I went a few meters away.

"There is one thing I don't understand ..." I started, my eyes fixed on the slightly reddish shimmering horizon.

"Why did you fly to this place with me ...?"

For a brief moment our eyes glanced at each other and I will probably never forget what a stab in my heart it struck me.

"I don't know ... I just don't know." was Vegeta's answer and if I was honest, I was glad that he had shown me the ignorance. Something in me refused to even hear an answer to that question anyway.

"When Kakarott told me what was wrong with you and what this Master Kaio had found out about you, I knew immediately that there was only one way for you to survive ... if at all ..."

"WHAT ??? How do you know ??? Well tell me how is that supposed to work ???" Completely dissolved, I was forced to sit down and Vegeta did the same for me the next moment.

"You really have no idea?" Vegeta asked incredulously.

"Anyway, I have no idea how I could even survive this alive ..." I replied and in Vegeta's pitch-black eyes I suddenly thought I could see a glimmer of hope.

"Where are you humans actually with your thoughts? Have you ever thought of the Dragon Balls ???"

Inside me, my hopes and dreams, my wishes and my newfound confidence collapsed like a house of cards blown with the wind, because Vegeta had forgotten one thing ...

"As you may know, it will take almost 6 months before the Dragonballs can be used again ... we needed them for ... for Piccolo ..." I said sadly and didn't have to damn well control myself on the spot in a thousand To burst into tears.

"Not correct!" the prince tore me out of my disappointment ...

"You had two wishes back then, but you only used one ... there is still one left that you can make up at any time! Simple math!"

It was impossible for me to utter a single word ... What had he just said? We can just make up for the request? I held my breath for a moment ... but immediately I asked myself a question that was not entirely unimportant ... "Why hadn't the others thought of it much earlier?Vegeta's suggestion wasn't that absurd! "

And actually ... as I thought further for a second I inevitably came across the reason I just asked for as if I were being thrown abruptly against a hard concrete wall.

"And how is that supposed to work? The power of the Dragonball is not enough to save me ... you have no influence on that ..." I said softly, again resigned to my apparently unstoppable fate.

"You're right ... it won't be enough to heal you here ... but it's different in your world ..."

I was rooted to the spot. I still didn't understand what Vegeta was trying to tell me with his words. "I do not understand what you mean." I said and raised my arms ignorantly.

"I thought so ... think about it! If nothing happens you will die in a few days. That should be clear."
"Thanks for pointing this out to me ... I almost forgot!" I growled back ironically.

"It can't be that difficult! Do I have to explain everything to you bit by bit ???"

When Vegeta noticed that he couldn't expect an answer from me to his question, he continued in a calm voice.

"Have you ever wondered what would happen to you if you woke up from your coma?"

I shake my head slowly and steadily. But something in me made me understand Vegeta's thoughts. I felt like I knew what he was getting at and before he even had a chance to continue, it hit me like a bolt of lightning.

"I ... I ... I would just cease to exist in your world ..." I stammered softly and felt my throat constricting more and more. Suddenly I understood what Vegeta was getting at and to be honest I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry about it ...

"As you can see, one thing excludes the other .... Either you decide to spend the rest of the time you have here ... or ... or the Dragon Balls ensure that you wake up from your coma and thus automatically will return to your world ... "
I looked down in a daze. What Vegeta was saying ... what he had just said allowed me to go on living, to see my friends and family again ... but it also meant losing Piccolo. This fact became immediately and painfully clear to me.

As much as I would have liked to, at that moment it was absolutely impossible for me to say anything. I sat there very still and motionless and when suddenly a small tear slowly and almost imperceptibly ran down my cheek, Vegeta sat a little closer to me. Carefully he put a hand on my shoulder and stroked it gently. I held my breath for a moment when I could feel his touch, but at the same time he gave me infinite comfort. Little by little I couldn't hold back my tears, my feelings, and although I should have been happy that I now had a chance to survive, I felt as if a part of me had just died.I felt hatred, I felt anger, and I felt fear. Hatred of my hopeless situation, anger for my only salvation and anxiety ... Fear of losing Piccolo forever. Vegeta finally took me carefully in his arms and tried to calm me down. I don't know exactly what he said to me anymore, but I know ... I know that I was almost out of control.

"That's all not true! You don't do that to anyone !!!" I screamed desperately, slapping the Saiyan angrily in the chest. Somewhere I just had to vent my emotions and Vegeta seemed to know that, because he let me go benevolently without even wanting to stop me from doing it.

"Shhhhh ... calm down first ..." he whispered in my ear after I slowly sank back to the ground from sheer exhaustion.

"I ... I should what? Are you serious? You may not have any idea what it all means to me!" I replied sadly and with a shaky voice.

"Piccolo means everything to me, you understand?" I continued after a few seconds. "In him I found what I longed for all my life! And now? Now, as if nothing had happened, he is simply torn out of my life!" With the end of my words my voice became quieter and finally suffocated in a sea of tears. Of course I wasn't that surprised when Vegeta just listened to me in silence. I noticed that he was completely overwhelmed with the situation and it seemed like he was struggling with himself.

The seconds that followed seemed infinitely long and desperate. Neither Vegeta nor I said a single word.

But suddenly ...

"IF YOU DON'T TAKE YOUR TRIGGER FINGERS IMMEDIATELY I WILL GET YOU DONE !!!"

"Pi ... Piccolo ...?" Vegeta and I stuttered almost in sync and were unconsciously startled a little apart. I had absolutely not noticed that the Saiyan still had his right arm comfortingly around me.I could see from Vegeta's frightened expression that he was deeply embarrassed by the matter and that he had probably just as little expected Piccolo as I did at that moment.

To my horror, I could literally feel the Namek's anger. He radiated such a tremendous power that I thought I could feel the air vibrating around us. Even Vegeta picked himself up from the floor and took a big step back.

"Relax, green guy! And stop playing like that here !!" he hissed at the still charged Piccolo and consequently earned the most dangerous looks I had ever seen in my life. Suddenly there wasn't much to see from Vegeta's soulful side ...

From now on he was the proud, arrogant Saiyan prince again and bristling with self-confidence. "No wonder why everyone misjudged him so fatally ..." I thought, the next moment jumping up as if stung by a tarantula.I went straight to Piccolo and in that fraction of a second I was already tormented by the thought of having to tell him what I had learned. "Piccolo ... it's not what you think ... Vegeta has done no harm ... believe me!" I tried to dissuade him from his anger as best I could and actually succeeded. With a look full of warmth, affection and a spark of jealousy, Piccolo looked at me ... straight into my blue eyes ... With a heavy heart and extremely reluctance, I finally broke away from his gaze with difficulty and turned back to the prince, who is still a few Stood meters away from us and watched the action. "Vegeta ... I ... thank you ...!" I said timidly and could almost feel Piccolo's questioning glances at these words.

"What are you talking about? You have nothing to thank you for! As if I were doing you a favor!" he growled at me but I didn't blame him for these words.On the contrary. I knew who he was now and I knew a lot of his feelings that even Bulma probably wasn't able to know.

"As you mean ..." I replied and the next moment Vegeta took off without saying another word and flew away with incredible speed. For a few seconds I looked after him thoughtfully, until he finally disappeared on the shimmering red horizon. I slowly turned to Piccolo, but I couldn't even begin to look him in the eye. "Let's go ..." he said gently and carefully took my hand. "No ... let's stay here ... please ..." I pleaded with the Namek but when I looked up at him for a moment I found no understanding in his eyes to my horror.

"But why is that?