finally leave this planet.


"Why were you such a bastard?" she said out of the blue. She actually didn't expect an answer because he never answered anything like that.




He raised his eyebrows and looked at her black hair. She knew full well that he wouldn't answer, but she kept asking him.She knew so little about the mentality of her race and yet she was indispensable for her continued existence.


Irony of fate...




"You know that I never mean that-"




Silence.




"-You know that?"




Paw didn't answer that question, it was unnecessary, they both knew the answer. Instead, she enjoyed the few moments that remained for them. Sometimes she wondered how everything would turn out when this one thing was finally over. What would happen to her then? Would she then finally learn to fight? And what about that crazy idea of ​​kids? For a tiny moment she thought of the first day here and of Son Goku. He was, just like her, not ordinary and yet the two Saja-Jins were so different.


He felt her slowly drowning in her mind. She thought of many things at the same time, but he felt a scrap again and again: a question that only he could actually answer.



'When will it finally end?' echoed inside her head again and again.


#Soon! # she heard his soothing voice in her mind. Papurika almost jumped off the floor in shock at his answer ... he didn't do this often, but when he did he always found the most suitable moments for it. She wasn't sure if he could feel her feelings or thoughts from a great distance.




"Did you feel my fear then?" The question bubbled out of her mouth before she could stop it. His eyes remained unchanged. Aimed at them.


The time before his answer seemed endless. Finally he nodded and with that his expression became serious again. Papurika was afraid that he would change again now. That he would now push her away again. But he stayed calm and relaxed, only that he pulled her closer to him. In a mixture of confusion and pure bliss she lay in his arms, while his gaze floated into unknown distances. "I felt it clearly"



Papurika wanted to ask him what he would have done if she had died, but something inside of her brusquely pushed the thought aside.




He really had, and he also knew about the other question the little one was asking. However, he would not answer this. It wasn't that he had no answer, but even between two individuals who were so close there should be things that you wouldn't tell the other even if he asked.




On the tree next to them a little bird jumped from branch to branch and sang a song.


This carefree little bug reminded Papurika of the celebration, Bulma, Goten, Trunks and all the exuberant people who celebrated, danced, sang, ate and simply enjoyed life.




She followed the bird with her eyes as it flew to the next tree. Maybe she could persuade him to deviate from his plans? Maybe everything could be different.You could stay here ...




He sensed her doubts, but he couldn't let it show. Just the thought of staying here and making peace was not an issue. He had vowed to finish this one thing and no one would stop him. Nobody.


His hand went slowly down her shoulder, down her spine to her tail. Her eyes closed sleepily as he pressed the fur between his fingers, finally her body slumped ... she was asleep.




He reached out his now free hand to the tree and shot a ball of energy at the singing devil.


A small pile of ash was all that got on the floor. Now it was finally calm again. With a dark twinkle in his eyes, he looked contemptuously at the little pile of dust. "You won't argue with me. You won't!"




Sequel follows....