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"Ready?" Bulma rested her hand on Goku's lap as they were parked outside the hospital. They had been sat in silence, lost in their own thoughts. It felt as though they were in a terrible dream, it didn't feel real at all; everything around them moved at such a slow pace. Goku could only give a nod unable to form a coherent sentence in response, he could only mumble out sounds. He hadn't slept, he couldn't; he kept relaying back what he could of done to prevent this. Guilt eating away at him. The pair climbed out the car, Goku's back was hunched as they approached the hospital.Dark grey clouds quilted above them, giving the hospital building a very dull monochromatic colour of greys. Everything around them seemed to of lost it's colour, sounds were simply muffled in their ears, their footsteps echoed down the freshly bleached cleaned corridor floors. Everything so clean, their nostrils burned by the fresh bleach smell, they approached the room and paused. Goku stared at the white glossed door, it was the barrier between him and Vegeta. He placed his hand flat on the door, slowly he pushed it open. Vegeta was still laid there, just how he was yesterday, nothing had changed, time had gone at a standstill. He glanced over seeing one of the nurses changing the iv fluids. Bulma held his hand encouraging him to sit on one of the chairs next to the bedside. They sat down staring at this lifeless body. Goku slumped fighting back tears, he felt helpless.

"Hey, we're here." Bulma smiled brushing her thumb over Vegeta's hand. Noises of the machines seemed to dull down as their direct focus was on Vegeta, Goku leaned more forward as he noticed Vegeta's eyes twitching.

"His eyes moved." Goku blurted out of excitement, hope flooded him, his heart started to race as his face lit up. he squeezed Vegeta's hand trying to get further reaction from him.

The nurse looked over with a pensive look, she then looked back at Goku. "Those are involuntary movements."

"She touched his hand and his eyes moved." He furrowed his brows at the nurse, keeping hold of Vegeta's hand.

"I'm sorry, I know this may seem he is responding to you, he isn't in a conscious state, he is completely unresponsive. Patients in a coma don't react to light, sounds or touches." The nurse pinched Vegeta's arm showing that he was unresponsive. "It's not easy to see your loved one like this, I know any sudden movement gets your hopes up."

Bulma glanced at Goku's downcast eyes, she looked up at the nurse in annoyance. "Well thanks, let's just upset him more."

"That wasn't my intention to upset, I just didn't want you to believe that he may be coming out of the coma." the nurse could see the hope had quickly left Goku's face as she explained.

"Just leave us alone for a moment please." Bulma requested, she waited for the nurse to leave before leaning into Goku rubbing his back in a caring way. "Hey, maybe we should go get something to eat. You need to look after yourself too."

"I can't, I can't leave him, I can't even sleep." his voice trembled as he kept a firm hold on Vegeta's hand. His world felt as though it was crashing down on him, that one person who was growing so fond of was laying in bed fighting for his life. As he squeezed Vegeta's hand, flash back of when he held onto Vegeta's hand pulling him through the crowd towards the toilet; remembering Vegeta had a firm grip on his hand to not let go. Now that hand lay flat, no grip was felt, no response to having his hand held. Tears started to form in Goku's eyes, he felt completely lost, and broken.

"You know, if he was awake he'd tell you off for not looking after yourself probably with some insults too." She smiled at the thought looking at Vegeta before back at Goku.

"I care about him-" Goku paused wiping his tears he looked at Vegeta's peaceful face, tubes that were inserted to keep him breathing, covered those soft lips that he'd happily kiss, and never break that seal again. " a lot"  he muttered as he finished from his long pause.

"He cares about you too." Bulma leaned in wrapping her arm around Goku in a supportive loving way.

"I feel completely helpless seeing him like this." He kept his focus on Vegeta, he felt sick with regret for not being able to save him.

Bulma rose to her feet as she pulled away from her embrace. "Look you're no good to anybody being like this. Come on, you know he'd be annoyed if you didn't look after yourself." She crossed her arms looking at Goku before glancing at Vegeta.

Goku glared up at her. "He's not even responsive so how the fuck do you know?!" He snarled, he quickly realised what he said seeing the sadness on Bulma's face. He knew she was hurting just as much as him. "Sorry"

"I know because, I know what he's like, as do you." She gave him a smile, as she reached into her handbag to grab some tissues.

"I just, don't see him waking up." His voice broke as tears trickled down the sides of his face.

Bulma handed Goku a tissue, fighting back her own tears. She felt the same, but wanted to cling on to any hope she had remaining that her friend will wake up. "Don't think like that."

"I can't help it, I feel like a piece of me is dying. Seeing him like this, it's killing me." He wiped his tears that kept flowing at a faster rate now.

"we just have to remain hopeful, I know how difficult that is." She wiped away her own tears that started to form, she quickly composed herself knowing least one of them had to keep a steady head through this. "I'll go get us a drink.coffee?" She watched him keep his focus on Vegeta. "Coffee it is then." She quietly left the room.

Goku stared at his boyfriend, so peaceful looking, no facial reactions that he was used to seeing. Not even that sweet smile to reassure him he's okay. "please just squeeze my hand back, or do anything." He planted a delicate kiss on Vegeta's hand. "I'm so sorry this has happened. Please, just give me a sign you're okay." His voice trembled as he crashed his head onto the mattress by Vegeta's hand, he cried in silence with the ambience from the machines echoing the room.