Years after kid Vegeta was separated from his trainer Jin-Jer, after their home planet was destroyed, the duo reunites to realize that there's more chemistry in their relationship than they intended there to be. Jin-Jer can't help but be reminded of...
Jin-Jer layed back on the ground, knowing there was no way her and Kid Buu would escape this. So I go out like this? Broken in the dirt, dying by the side of a killer. Shit, I wouldn't have it any other way. The proud Saiyan warrior closed her eyes, preparing to be engulfed by the light of doom. "Dragar. Blayze. I'm coming home." she smiled as a tear flowed down her cheek. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Jin-Jer opened her eyes. Finding herself in a green field. "Am I dead?"
"No you're not." Dende helped her sit up. She winced in pain as she did so. "Here, let me help." the little green man opened up his hands over her. Jin-Jer then grabbed his wrists. "It's okay." a comforting force washed over her body through his hands. All of her wounds were now gone.
She looked herself over and stood up about to walk away. Jin-Jer turned her neck to the side, "Thank you... Dende."
"You're welcome." he smiled, scratching the back of his head. "Hey, don't you want to know how you're still alive?"
"I don't need to know. Point is, I'm alive."
Dende was confused by her reaction. She should be happy that Buu was defeated and that she walked away with her life. He didn't understand why she looked so sad.
Jin-Jer kept on walking through the field until she dropped to her knees. "Why? Why couldn't it have just ended there? I did everything I could to protect people who I tell myself I don't care about... But I know that deep down I do. I've proven that I could do good things, so why can't I just be given a break and finally be at rest?"
"Trust me, babe. Rest isn't as fun as you think."
The woman couldn't believe her eyes. Maybe she was dead. Maybe this was heaven. Unless she was just hallucinating. Yeah, that sounded more reasonable.
There was a charming ghost standing right in front of her, who offered his hand. She looked up into his ruby red eyes. "Dragar? Is... Is that you?" Jin-Jer slowly raised her shaking hand to touch his face to make sure he was real.
He smiled down at her.
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"Yup. I don't know how, but yeah. It's me. Live and in color."
Jin-Jer jumped up and hugged her husband. Her small arms wrapped around his neck as her legs swayed above the ground. "I can't believe it's you." she cried in the crook of his neck. "I've missed you so much."
He ran his long fingers through her soft black hair. Missing the feeling of his wife this close to him. He wrapped his arms around her tightly as if he didn't want to let her go. "I missed you too." he whispered into her ear.
Dragar set his tiny wife back on the ground. "I almost forgot how tall you were." she wiped her tears away, looking up at the 6ft 11 tall man. Jin-Jer couldn't stop the tears still streaming from her eyes. "Can I hug you again?" she cried.
Dragar kneeled down to his wife's 5ft level. Letting her wrap her arms around his waist as he rested his chin on top of her head. He squeezed his eyes shut, praying that when they opened up again, that this wasn't just another dream that he's having. It had to be real. He moved her hair out of her face and rested his forehead on hers. "I love you." Dragar kissed her lips softly. Jin-Jer held his cheeks, wanting the kiss to last for an eternity.
