Vegeta never did speak again. Nor could he seem to voice anything in the link, which had been repaired the moment they had some privacy. He could share emotions very easily, however, which helped significantly. Goku never let the spunky little Prince out of his sight ever again. Bulma and the Nameks set up a special kind of sign language and taught everyone so they could understand Vegeta's rapidly flying hands.
Vegeta also found other ways to express himself. He went crazy with delight when he found a piano stored away in a Capsule house. Immediately he began to teach himself how to play it- when he wasn't sparring with Goku, anyway. He seemed to have kept a surprising amount of strength from his experiences on Earth, and Goku was hard pressed to keep up with him now. Vegeta spent much of his time writing music, playing music, sleeping, and spending time with his mate.
One day, he dragged Goku to what was known as "Vegeta's music room". Everything of Vegeta's was stashed in this particular room: the piano, several books, folders containing completed and partial musical pieces, and tons and tons of pencils. He sat Goku down on one of the stools after clearing it off, then snagged one of his folders and set it up. He also found a pencil and set it within reach.
Vegeta began to play, then hesitated, shook his head, and changed something. This was repeated once more before Vegeta seemed satisfied with the sequence. He went on, the heartfelt notes enchanting Goku's listening ears. The beautiful song danced around the room in a wild flight that took Goku's breath away. This was obviously a hard-worked-on piece. And it seemed to summarize who Vegeta had become. All the hardship, all the pain; it had changed him entirely, as hardship and pain will. But Goku loved him all the more for this change. The Prince had become the most gentle and empathetic person Goku had ever known, or ever would.
Vegeta brought the music to a close, then looked at Goku. He smiled questioningly, looking for approval. Goku grinned. "That was so beautiful, Vegeta. It sounded just like you." Vegeta blushed and rubbed his cheek. Then he closed the folder and set it on the bottom of a pile of fourteen other small folders. He picked them up and set them in a box. He found that pencil and began to scribble something on the box. "Whatcha doing, Vegeta?" Goku asked. Vegeta waved him off, then stood back a moment later.
On the box was written, "Story". Goku tilted his head curiously. "What story? What is this, Vegeta?"
The Prince smiled brightly, then pointed at himself. Goku blinked, then looked at the box, then back at Vegeta. "Y- Your story? Did you write music about... what happened?"
Vegeta nodded excitedly, and his hands began to fly. I can't wait to show you...
The End
*WOW!!! THE END??? HOW IS THIS FREAKING POSSIBLE??? WE SURVIVED??? HOLY CRAP, WHY AM I CRYING!? THIS WAS A HAPPY ENDING!!!*
But still an ending, Tiger dearest.
*True. I hoped you all enjoyed this, because we certainly did. I put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears (gods, so many tears) into this, and so did Bethany. I can't believe it's finally over. I'm kind of surprised it only took as long as it did, though. Thank you to everyone who patiently awaited these last chapters, and to everyone who took the time to read this. This is my last time signing out on this book, wow. Again, thank you for reading!*
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Madness
FanficWhen a strange illness descends upon Earth, unpredictable and cureless, the Z Fighters are left in external AND internal conflict. Vegeta is sorely infected. With the loss of their most vicious fighter- and the unexpected presence of a heinous foe i...