The Fate of a Saja-Jin - Aug.


From Evil_N




"Damn!" it went through Vegeta when he flew out the window. He had just left the letter's property when it occurred to him that in his absence there was no one who could have fought and he didn't want to leave Bulma unattended ... she couldn't just stay at home without protection and he couldn't take her with him either. In her condition, she would be more likely to scratch his eyes out and give him a fight that would make Freezer green with envy. 'The woman should sleep in first,' he thought and turned back to fly back to the Capsule Corp. The only person he could hire to stay with Bulma was the brat ... and she wasn't going to refuse him.




The girl lay in his bed and was sound asleep. Until she felt a hand over her mouth that almost pressed her head against the pillow. Her eyes flicked open and she saw Vegeta, who was leaning very close over her 'Please don't let him kill me' Again she felt his warm breath on her face and the black eyes sparkled in enmity won't scream.Did we understand each other? "She nodded, frightened, and already felt how he kept his word. Vegeta stood up again and looked at her unaffected." I keep my promises ... "he said imperiously and then continued" I have to go for one a little while away and you will stay with Bulma. She is sleeping now and I want you to keep watch "Paw didn't understand where the trust in her suddenly came from, but she would do the devil and refuse Vegeta the request." Good, "he commented and disappeared out the door just as The fear of death began to disappear from her bones, his head reappeared in the doorway: "If your friends appear again, then pretend, because if they turn their hair, you will get to know me! "Paw swallowed and forced himself to nod once." Trust me, "she whispered. He grinned at her with one last twinkle in his eyes," Are you dreaming? "




Paw's eyes dropped to the floor and then she hoped that her friends wouldn't actually show up.Slowly her eyes slid to the side and then she turned her head completely ... Paw actually had to laugh a little because she thought that HE would be her biggest problem ...


She got up and stepped out of her room into that of Bulma who lay completely motionless in her bed. She was lying on her side with her legs drawn up, her arms folded under her head. Vegeta had covered her like that, the blanket went up just under her chin, she looked like a little girl. Paw cocked his head and admired her. Indeed, for the first time she felt something like envy of this earth woman who had so won over the last prince of the Saja-Jin. She could see it right in his eyes ... he really wasn't who she'd heard of. Vegeta actually felt something ... a Saja-Jin who loved?


Her gaze fell on the pictures hanging over the bed and she took a few steps closer. She had to bend down to get at eye level with the little purple frame.

The picture showed a bright blue sky and in front of it a couple sitting on a bench. Of course it was Bulma and Vegeta, he was sitting bolt upright on the bench with his arms crossed and a face like seven days of rain. Bulma had huddled very close to him, leaning over so that her face was pressed right against his. The moment the shutter button was pressed, Bulma had decided to make a grimace, so she half stuck out her tongue on the snapshot.


The next picture was taken a few years after Trunks was born. Vegeta was sitting on a park bench, next to him Bulma, who had little Trunks on her lap. The little one and his mother looked at each other and you could literally feel how happy they must have been ... the special thing about this picture was that if you only looked long enough you could see that Vegeta was not his Mr-Freeze- Had open face.He looked out of the corner of his eye at the other two and a tiny grin could be seen on his lips.


The next picture, which was set in a gold frame, showed Trunks on his first day of school ... the little one had a bag on his back that was almost bigger than himself. He was wearing blue shorts and a white T-shirt Head stretched a little towards the camera and grinned broadly into the camera. The reason why this picture was particularly cute must have been Klein-Trunks tooth gap, which he proudly presented.


If Bulma had been awake now, she might tell Paw that she cried a little because her little baby was now going to school and was already getting its real teeth. Her eyes got really wet when Trunks showed her teeth and then exclaimed enthusiastically "Look, Mom !! I'm really big!" Bulma had turned to Vegeta, who had grumbled something about "sentimental chatter" and went to the snack stand went.

A smile flickered over Paw's face - with all three pictures and somewhere in the farthest corner of her heart she felt next to envy and a little sadness when she thought about the future. The storm that had risen outside seemed like a gigantic metaphor that should herald the end. But she decided not to think about it and just let things come to her. She lay down on the cold floor next to the bed. She wanted to doze off a little. Her body relaxed but then felt a hard grip on her shoulder again and the icy voice: "I will not take my eyes off you. If you even look at her crookedly or try something that harms her, then I will chase you, you I will then illustrate the words 'hellish torments' to you and believe me, the prince of the Saja-Jin keeps his promises! "She opened her eyes in horror. The sweat ran down her forehead and her hands were shaking ... 'it was just a dream'



Trunks and Son Goten meanwhile shifted more and more restlessly in their seats. Something was going on, they just didn't know what. Both had clearly felt that someone was getting pretty upset and if they weren't mistaken, then he really was Vegeta. When the redeeming chime of the gong finally ended the math lesson, Trunks looked so worried that Goten felt sorry for him. In the meantime the others ran out of the room, laughing and joking, the teacher had already left and only Trunks and Goten remained.


The latter patted his friend encouragingly on the shoulder, "Cheer up, man. It's probably nothing, you know how quickly your age can get sick!" Trunks smiled weakly and swung his backpack over his shoulder "You're right ... "he said and left the room.




Son Goten looked after him and then turned to the window to look out. In the meantime, huge black thunderclouds had come up that slowly but surely moved in their direction and, with their majestic form, quickly and safely darkened the sky.Everything below them turned from colorful to bland, even the bright green coniferous forests that surrounded the school building turned into pale green monotonous patches of land.


Goten let his gaze wander into the distance. He understood Trunks worry, just like himself Trunks had seen a lot in life and knew that things shouldn't be underestimated. Everything could turn from one moment to the other, like the weather.


Even if Goten had just said that everything was fine, he didn't believe it inside himself. The signs were bad, the dimensions that Vegeta's aura had assumed indicated a medium catastrophe.


But what should he do?


Strange how quickly things could change. An hour ago his biggest problem was who to copy the chemistry from and now it could be another life-and-death fight.




When Trunks came out of the classroom, he only took a few steps and then paused.His hand, which was gripping the strap of his backpack, tightened and he felt weird. He felt that something was going on in him, he couldn't place it at first, but after a while he realized what he was feeling: He was miserable. Little by little, every single muscle fiber of his body tightened and he pressed his teeth tighter together, from the outside you could see his jawbones twitch. Trunks felt like it was about to explode. He clenched a fist and bundled a little energy with it, the hand starting to glow slightly. He swallowed hard and closed his eyes. It happened very quickly, before his hair was back in position, it was over. The tension was gone. Trunks let out a slow breath and slowly opened his eyes. Half of his fist was stuck in the school house wall and around it was a more or less large crater. He didn't immediately understand what he had done and so he lingered for a few seconds.

He looked at the hole in the wall, it was partly made of fire-red bricks that he had now smashed and pulverized. His gaze stayed at the top of the hole, where a few chunks were hanging loose. The little stones dangled weakly until the first one came loose completely and finally fell to the ground, where it shattered into even smaller stones. As the stone shattered, Trunks eyes opened and he awoke from his trance. In a flash he pulled his fist out of the wall and threw his back against the wall next to the opening, he ran his fingers splayed through his short hair and closed his eyes. Bit by bit his head tilted back and he felt the last bit of tension disappear, now he felt empty. Empty and at a loss. Trunks' body slowly slid down the wall until he was seated all the way on the floor.


He too had lied. Like Goten, he didn't think everything was okay either.Even if his father was easily upset, Trunks knew exactly what he had felt in the class and that far exceeded the extent of the usual trouble. What was going on Was his mother okay?




"We should see what's going on!" Trunks suddenly heard a determined voice sounding next to him.


"Goten? What do you mean?" Trunks asked when he looked up. "You already understand me." Said the latter and made a serious face. "How do you imagine that? We can't just leave here, you know ..." Goten looked from Trunks for a moment at the immense hole in the wall and raised an