Female Goku x Vegeta

11

After their victorious battle, the group found a remote and serene location. Under the sprawling, alien sky, they gathered the Dragon Balls they had fought so hard to obtain, Goka, Raditz, Nappa, and Bulma shared a solemn moment.

Bulma was the first to speak, her voice carrying a note of uncertainty. "So, what now? Who's going to summon the Dragon?"

Goka glanced at the Dragon Balls, a sense of responsibility weighing on her. "I guess I'll do it."

With a deep breath, Goka stepped forward and raised her hands. She spoke the incantation, and the Dragon Balls glowed brightly before merging into one. From the light emerged a majestic dragon, neither Porunga nor Shenron but a unique entity of immense power.

The dragon's voice resonated through the air. "I am the Eternal Guardian. Speak your wish, and it shall be granted."

Goka exchanged glances with her companions, and a heavy silence hung in the air. Finally, Raditz spoke up. "We want to wish back our people, our Saiyan race."

The dragon's eyes glowed with a gentle understanding. "I am sorry, but I cannot fulfill that wish. The Saiyan planet Vegeta is no more, I cannot bring the souls back to where they died"

A somber realization settled over the group. The dragon had spoken the truth. Their people were gone, and Planet Vegeta was nothing but a distant memory.

Nappa scratched his head, clearly disappointed. "Well, now what?"

Goka sighed, her gaze falling to the ground. "We only have one wish left. We should use it wisely."

Bulma nodded in agreement. "Vegeta died here right, so we should be able to bring him back."

"Bulma you're a genius!" Goka exclaimed realizing what Bulma said was right, "Dragon we want to wish our friend Vegeta back to life"

"it shall be done" The dragon's voice boomed

With a flash of light, Vegeta was brought back to life. He blinked in confusion as he stood in the middle of familiar surroundings.

"What... happened?" Vegeta muttered, bewildered.

Before he could fully grasp the situation, he felt an unexpected force collide with him. Goka, with tears in her eyes, rushed forward and enveloped him in a tight hug. She held him tightly, her voice choked with emotion. "Vegeta, you're back!"

Vegeta was momentarily taken aback by the gesture, but something strange happened. As Goka held him, he felt a flutter in his chest, a sensation he hadn't experienced before. He quickly pushed her away, confusion written across his face.

"What are you doing, woman?" he grumbled, his cheeks slightly flushed.

Goka blinked, a bit flustered herself. "I, uh... sorry. It's just... we missed you."

Vegeta cleared his throat, a hint of embarrassment in his voice. "Right, well, don't get used to it."

As the group explained what had transpired and the dragon's inability to bring back the Saiyan race, Vegeta's expression darkened. He had hoped that their victory would mean the revival of their people, but that dream had been shattered.

Goka, ever the optimist, spoke up. "But Vegeta, we still have the Dragon Balls on Earth. We can try to use them to wish them back. It's not over."

Vegeta's eyes met hers, a flicker of gratitude in them. He may not have admitted it aloud, but he was thankful for the bond he had formed with Goka and the others. They had given him something he had never thought he'd have again: a sense of belonging.