Chapter: 1 - Die Krieger WG Teil 13+ 14

Fanfic: Die Krieger WG Teil 13+ 14

his and Son Goku's apartment. He quickly noticed that Goku was there. He wiped his eyes dry. 
 He packed his things. When he noticed Vegeta, he wanted to greet him happily, then he saw his face. "What is it? Is the world coming to an end? What's going on?" 
 He was breathing hard and tried to avoid Goku's gaze. "I just can't anymore, I ..." he hung his head. 
 He realized that Vegeta was about to collapse.Either he would blow up a whole part of town or himself. He dropped his things, jumped over the chair and grabbed Vegeta by the shoulders. 
 "She blames me!" He could no longer hold his feelings. His voice was low and resigned, and tears ran dumbly from his cheeks. Then he started screaming and the house started shaking. "She blames me !!!!" 
 Son Goku was confused. The pressure with which he held Vegeta was intentional, he knew he wouldn't stay there otherwise. And he felt that he wanted to tear himself away. 
 The emotional chaos inside turned into anger and energy. He transformed. Super, ultra and finally mega-sayja-jin. 
 Son Goku also changed, otherwise he would not have been able to hold him back. He held it tight with all his might. Vegeta had been able to turn around and Son Goku was clutching his body including his arms. 
 "Let go of me! Damn you shitty asshole! I hate you! I hate this damn shitty world! I hate you all! Let go of me! You underexposed bastard!" 
The house could not withstand these tremendous energies for long. The walls ripped open and the windows rattled. Vegeta had closed his eyes and tried to free himself from Son Goku's grip. Again and again he yelled at him, insulted him, cursed the world and everything that he actually loved so much. He only saw a picture in front of him, Bulma sitting in bed, looking at him and asking why he was doing this to her. Tears welled up again in his eyes and in one last desperate attempt to tear himself away, he gave up and dropped to his knees. He clawed his hands in the carpet and Son Goku let go of him. Sobbing, Vegeta, now black-haired, let herself fall to the floor again. 
 "You ass! Why are you still stronger than me? !!!" 
 Son Goku sat down next to him and carefully put a hand on his shoulder. 
 "Don't touch me !!!!" he hit him and crawled away from him. Then he sat up and pulled his legs to him. He avoided eye contact with Son Goku. 
 - Great, if I ask what she blames him for, he'll be freaking out again. - He got up, got the Tempo Box and put it at Vegeta's feet. Then he turned away and pretended to be fully occupied with his packing again. 
 Vegeta glanced around at Son Goku. When he was sure he wasn't watching him, he pulled a handkerchief out of the box and followed it with many more. 
About 20 minutes had passed in this way and Vegeta had largely calmed down. Son Goku still didn't dare speak to him, even though he had long since finished packing.Vegeta was still sitting in the same place and not moving. The Tempo Box was empty. 
 "Are you going home now?" his voice was extremely soft and badly scratched from crying. 
 "I think so, and you?" he looked at him cautiously. 
 He hung his head even lower. "I don't have a home anymore." 
 After a short pause. "Then I'll stay here too." 
 He stroked his hair as he looked up and looked at Son Goku. "Why? I don't need your pity!" He got up and went into the kitchen. 
 Son Goku followed him. "I ... even at the risk of killing me and freaking out again, would you please tell me what happened?" His look was very gentle and friendly. He understood what was going on in Vegeta even if he didn't know why. 
 He was standing by the sink, filling himself a glass of water. After Son Goku's question he turned off the tap, turned to Son Goku and began to drink provocatively calmly without answering him. 
 He said nothing. If he would ask again now, a fight would have been unavoidable with Vegeta's condition. 
 He had expected that he would ask again, but after the glass was empty and he looked at him, he felt how close Goku was to the matter. “The child is dead!” He said as if he didn't care, but his downward gaze betrayed his feelings. 
 - Great, what now? What do I say now? I'm sorry, it's totally superfluous. - "I don't know what to say. ... Is Bulma okay?" 
 "Ha! He's doing great! He dumped all the blame on me!"He put the glass back on the sink, but with such a force that it shattered and he cut his hand open." Ahhh! Not that too! What kind of a fucking day is this actually ?! "The blood was dripping from his hand. ← we're blowing! 
 Son Goku went to the first aid kit and took out bandages. Against Vegeta's protest he took his hand, disinfected the wound, looked for broken pieces in the flesh and then carefully bandaged his hand. When he was just finished, he looked at him briefly, then straightened up and put the bandages away again. "Are you sure she blames you?" 
 "She made it very clear." He looked at his hand. The feeling that came over him now was a completely new one for him. He had never had a friend who would care for him and take care of him without looking for rewards, or ingratiation, or more importantly, without being condescending or patronizing him.He looked at Son Goku. “Thanks!” He raised his hand to make it clear what he meant. ← a historic moment! He says thank you!!!! 
 "Don't worry!" Son Goku smiled, also inside. He had thanked her. This sealed their friendship for Son Goku. Short insertion! The one next to me is annoying with her << cuddly, cuddly, cuddly! >> back to the topic. 
 He was glad to have briefly distracted Vegeta, but the topic with Bulma was not yet ticked off. "I don't believe that Bulma blames you. We have been friends for so long, I think, no, I know that she would never blame you." 
 "But she did it. She looked me in the face and asked me how I could do this to her!" He was confused, Son Goku's words made him doubt his own. -I can not think clearly! I finally have to clear my head, I have to get out of here!- 
 He shook his head in disbelief. "That doesn't suit her! ... If you don't mind I would like to form your own picture of the situation." As on the previous day, when he had looked at Bulma at night. 
 "Do what you want! I'll get out of here for now!" He was almost out of the window when Goku called out something to him. 
 "Don't break too much!" 
After Vegeta left, Goku put two fingers on his forehead and disappeared. 
To be continued …………… .. 
 
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