Bound to you.

Goodbyes.

It was time, the time he knew would come sooner but dreaded. Week since the news of his fathers passing, they were heading back to his fathers home in Liverpool. The pain he carried in his chest was inexplicable. Feelings of regrets, hate, sadness all entwined together into a ball of confusion, just darkness, that lost feeling unsure just how to feel precisely. It was a long drive to his fathers, which only caused his emotions to cloud his thoughts more. He and his brother remained silent with sombre expressions, they couldn't process what was going on around them; it was all static, just a white noise of nothingness.

"The weather is nice." Bulma chirped trying to ease the sad atmosphere in the car. she rested her hand on Tarble's lap lovingly, and sighed as she didn't get a response.

Goku glanced over seeing Vegeta slightly turned so his body was facing towards the window. He glanced at the rear view mirror seeing Bulma looking fed up,for she tried everything to try cheering the pair up. "Not long left now, we're almost there." He smiled over at Vegeta who slightly turned his head to smile back before facing the window again.

Silence filled the car again, Bulma and Goku exchanged looks through the rear view mirror. The pair knew it was going to be a tough day, seeing their other half's so down, all they could do is be there for support. They arrived outside a small outdated secluded church, with abstract fields that stretched through the distance. It had a very tranquil feeling to it, the sun shone brightly, rays hitting through the stained glass, with light shower of rain. They looked around not many people were there.

Vegeta frowned, only a few co-workers and couple family members had showed up. He knew his father wasn't the kindest of beings, but this wasn't what he wished for him. It broke his heart, seeing the fake smiles from family members who didn't bother with him since his mother's death, it sickened him. When he had opened up about being gay, he was shocked to see only small handful were so supportive of this. His fathers side were very old fashioned, they didn't see it right for same genders to fall in love. In fact he recalled one of his late aunts offering him a number to see a psychiatrist for she saw it as a mental illness. He glanced at the open casket, his father looking as though he was in a peaceful sleep. He could see Tarble close to breaking down, he wrapped an arm around his shoulder as they both approached the coffin. Vegeta stepped aside allowing Tarble to have his goodbyes, he was about to sit back down and was startled as Goku was stood in front of him.

"Don't you want to say your final goodbye to him?" He asked nonchalantly.

"What's the point?"

"To give you closure?" He looked over as Bulma hugged Tarble before heading back to their seats, his eyes focused back on Vegeta's downcast eyes. "You know you'll kick yourself if you don't."

Vegeta felt a small lump forming inside his throat, he swallowed hard fighting back his tears. He looked back at Goku's loving and reassuring eyes, reminding him he wasn't alone. He nodded and approached the coffin. He studied his fathers peaceful state, it put his mind at ease in some way knowing his father was no longer suffering. "You know, I never hated you. Despite you walking out on me, I just wanted your acceptance, and I never got that." He wiped away some stray tears. "But regardless of the hurt I've felt, I forgive you." He planted a gentle peck on his fathers forehead. A sweet memory flashed in his mind reminding him of the good times.

Flashback

Vegeta was unable to sleep, he was four years old and he had been hyper from spending the day at a friends birthday party. His mother heavily pregnant with his brother at the time, had sung him a lullaby, she giggled as he pretended to sleep.

"I know you're awake." She lightly poked his nose that caused him to grin and laugh a little.

"How could you tell?"

"I'm your mother that's how." She smiled and tucked him back into bed, she looked over at his father who stepped in with one of his favourite childhood books.

His father sat on the edge of the bed and started to read to him, whilst his mother slowly left the room smiling back at the pair. Slowly Vegeta was starting to fall asleep, he felt a small peck on his forehead from his father as he told him he loved him.

Vegeta stepped back, tears flowed from his eyes at an unstoppable rate, he almost collapsed on his knees till Goku rushed and pulled him in for a hug.

"Shh, it's okay." Goku whispered as he held Vegeta close to him.

As the ceremony commenced, Vegeta sat feeling numb. All the bad memories he had of his father slowly eased. He felt Goku squeeze his hand reassuring him it was going to be okay. After their final goodbyes they headed to his fathers house. Goku and Bulma had left to pick up a takeaway for dinner leaving Vegeta and his brother to go through their fathers stuff. Some tears and laughter shared between them both as they recalled some happy memories they had. After spending an hour sorting through the stuff, they sat together eating food that Bulma and Goku had collected from nearest take away. They all sat on the sofa, Bulma  was laid across the sofa leaning against Vegeta , with her legs rested across Tarble's lap as they went through some old photos. Goku leaned on the arm of the sofa, holding onto Vegeta's hand, as they laughed at some of the embarrassing childhood photos.
"Aw look how adorably cute and innocent you look." Bulma cooed holding a baby picture of Vegeta.

He rolled his eyes whilst playfully nudging her. "Shut up." He grinned snatching the photo from her.

She stuck her tongue out at him, and proceeded to go through rest of the photos with Tarble. Vegeta smiled, he may of lost his parents but he had what he needed right beside him.

The evening drew in, and they went to the spare bedrooms. Vegeta curled up into Goku. Goku smiled watching as Vegeta fell asleep next to him with such a serene expression. He held Vegeta's hand and smiled seeing the engagement ring on his finger, he gave a delicate kiss on the back of Vegeta's hand. He was looking forward to marrying the man who he found so attractive, he loved staring deeply into his eyes every waking hour; knowing he was going to spend the rest of his life with him.