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Lost Part One | Vegeta x Reader |

part two | part three | part four | part five | part six

author's note: this is part one of what i plan to be a two part story, as it was getting long! this part alone is just over 5k words. also edit: i forgot to add that when reading this, the canon timeline of events does not apply and should be read without that exact timeline in mind

pairing: vegeta x fem!reader

warnings: canon-typical violence, amnesia

Chi-Chi's setting the table for breakfast when she notices something falling from the sky. She frowns and squints her eyes, leaning in closer to the window to try and make out what was falling in the distance. She closes her eyes and breathes out a sign, rubbing her forehead with her forefinger and thumb. Whatever it is, she just knows her husband will get involved. It's like Spidey-Sense at this point.

She takes a deep breath as she hears the rumbling on the wooden floors of Goku and Gohan, running as quickly as possible to the table. They raced every morning, and Goku was normally the victor. Chi-Chi's just glad the two of them banned Goku's use of instant transmission; the arguing between the boys about it and the way he'd bump right into Chi-Chi as she was plating a hot pot of rice always plucked her nerves.

But when they run past the table, she's utterly stunned. "W-Where are you going?? Breakfast is ready!"

"There's a strong power level!" Gohan hastily explains, and Chi-Chi considers this a new record. Barely twenty seconds went by before they went and involved themselves. And they hadn't even eaten breakfast!!

Goku's the first to reach the source of the crash, little Gohan not far behind him. There's a crater in the earth from the impact, and Goku frowns when he peers into it. "Is that…?"

"A person?" Gohan frowns and watches Goku hop in to investigate. "Dad, be careful…"

"It's gonna be alright, Gohan." Goku assures him with a smile and thumbs up. Gohan grimaces and keeps a watchful eye on his father, fists curled and ready to go at any moment.

Goku approaches the body carefully, frowning as he gets closer. The uniform looks just like what Vegeta wore when he first came to Earth; only this suit is tattered in many places, with plenty of cuts and bruises on the skin that was exposed because of it. "Looks like one of Frieza's. But Frieza's dead." He mutters to himself, crouching down closer to examine the woman.

"A tail." Goku blinks at the furry appendage wrapped weakly around her waist. "Gohan, go home."

"Dad?"

"Nothing's wrong, son. Just… Go eat your breakfast, okay? Your mother worked hard on it."

"But Dad-"

Goku turns to look at his young son, smiling gently at the boy. "I think she's a Saiyan."

Gohan blinks. "But Vegeta said there are no more."

"Guess there's some stuff even Vegeta doesn't know." Goku laughs and rubs the back of his head, looking back at you. "But her power level is pretty strong."

"I think it's higher than Vegeta's when he first came to this planet." Gohan hums, his lips twisting in thought as he compares.

You groan as you begin to come to, the sun burning your eyes and sending your brain into despair, the pain from your battle and the crash down onto the ground battering you senseless. Your eyes clamp shut again and your next moan of pain is agony to your broken and bruised ribs. It feels like every part of your body was beaten to nothing, your bones mere dust and your muscles paper mâché.

There's a sudden shadow in front of you, graciously blocking the sunlight. You can't remember a damn thing; where you are, why, how, nothing. All you can even try and think about is how much pain you're in. You taste blood in your mouth, mostly dry at this point, and your ears have been ringing since you woke up. Despite the injuries, you still have enough grit in you to speak.

"If you wanna kill me… 'M gonna… Make you… Work for it." Your teeth grit together in a move that's excruciating for your headache and pry your eyes open to glare at the stranger. He's smiling despite your threat, like you'd said you wanted some damn tea and crumpets with him.

Good lord, where am I?

"Well sure, if you wanna fight we can, but I don't think it'd be too fair."

You growl softly, the feeling irritating your practically raw throat. "Don't underestimate me."

"Yeah, she's a Saiyan." Gohan deadpans.

"A what?" You scowl.

"A Saiyan with amnesia." Gohan facepalms. He really doesn't need another Saiyan, especially one that doesn't know a damn thing about themselves.

"C'mon Gohan, let's take her home. She needs a Senzu."

"Okay Dad!" Gohan jumps into the crater and carefully works to be gentle as they pick you up. Your cry in pain is heartbreaking even though he doesn't know you; you're obviously a full-blooded Saiyan, and you've clearly been part of the Frieza Force at some point of your life. You've definitely seen and been through a lot, and now you're an amnesiac that's nearly dead.

And he thought his father couldn't catch a break.

Gohan grabs the back of his father's gi and is suddenly whisked back home before he can even blink, the three of you right at the front door of home.

The fuck just happened???

"Chi-Chi, don't get mad!" Goku calls out when Gohan opens the front door.

Where the hell are they taking me…?

"Goku…" Chi-Chi narrows her eyes when she hears her husband's voice, and the little hairs at the back of her neck stand. "What happened."

"Mom, we found a Saiyan." Gohan explains, looking up at his mother with his most pure, innocent eyes. "She's really hurt and has amnesia, like Dad."

Chi-Chi's eyes flick to her husband, and he's got his own pleading face on. In her heart, she knows why Goku wants to save you. It's stupid and dangerous and utterly reckless but she can't tell him no right now. Against her better judgment and following far too much of the heart that belongs to Goku, she covers her face and takes a deep, calming breath.

"Alright, Goku."

"I knew you'd understand, Chi-Chi." Goku's eyes are shining and she melts under that gaze of his.

Gohan's got a rarely-used quilt in hand and is draping it over the couch when Chi-Chi finally breaks away from looking into her husband's pure-hearted eyes. Goku is gentle when he puts you down, shushing you softly when you groan in pain.

"It's okay. We're gonna get you a Senzu Bean."

"A what?"

"They'll heal you up in no time. You'll be brand new."

"Magic beans." You sigh softly, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah, kinda." He says softly, knowing just how badly a concussion hurts. "Just stay awake, okay?"

"My body hurts too much to sleep." You grumble. It was nothing more than the truth; the agony's grip on each, individual cell that made up your tortured body was too strong to even let you consider dozing off.

"Dad, bad news!" Gohan rushes back to his father. "We're out of beans!"

"What?! Who took the last one??" Goku frowns. "How does this always happen…"

"We gotta see if we can get some more!"

"Gohan." Chi-Chi crosses her arms. "You have schoolwork to do."

"But-!"

"School. Work. Gohan." The boy's mother narrows her eyes and the sight alone has him rushing to get his books.

"Your mom's right, Gohan. I'll go get some more beans and be right back!" Goku stands, pressing two fingers to his forehead. You look up at him, perking your brow.

"What are you-"

pop.

"... Did he just fucking disappear." You deadpan.

"Ah, yes." Chi-Chi says politely.

I'm dead, aren't I?

pop. "Bad news."

"Ugh…" You groan. You don't think you'll be getting used to that sudden in-and-out anytime soon.

"What's wrong?" Chi-Chi asks, her eyes full of concern.

"No Senzu Beans." Goku sighs. "Korin said it's gonna be a couple weeks before even one is ready to go."

"So…" Chi-Chi says slowly.

You snort, regretting it immediately. "So I'm probably going to die since there aren't any magic beans."

"No, we'll make sure that doesn't happen." Goku shakes his head. You huff a breath out and force yourself up with your remaining strength, swallowing down your cries of discomfort threatening to spill out.

"No use for me to bleed out in your house."

"Stop, please." Goku kneels and carefully pushes you back down to the quilt. "You're not going to die. I promise, okay? We'll take care of your wounds and get you the first available Senzu."

"You sure you wanna just invite a stranger in like this?" You cough, having irritated all of your insides. "'Cause she doesn't look too thrilled."

Goku looks up to his wife, and she sighs softly. She loves his purity and his will to help you, but having you in her home was such an uncomfortable, burning feeling in her stomach.. "Goku… Let's take her to a hospital, and you can visit her there. I just don't like the idea of a stranger in our home."

Goku nods and stands, taking her hand in his and gently squeezing her fingers. "That's fair, Chi-Chi."

"Hold on, do I get a say in this?" You grumble. You feel like you're a damn child at this point.

Goku blinks, visibly taken aback. As if he hadn't really thought about what you wanted. How could you not want to be taken care of by them?

"I-I…" Goku frowns. "Yeah, I guess. What do you wanna do?"

"Hospital's fine."

Gohan facepalms with a loud sigh. You're reminding him of Vegeta; stubborn and always having to have things on your own terms. He wonders if that's how all Saiyans were. And if so, he's glad his father was dropped as a child.

He is so not the pillaging type.

In the hospital, your body heals with ease over the coming weeks. Your memory, however, doesn't come back to you, not even a little tidbit of information has struck you at any moment at all. Your dreams center around space, but as you're apparently a 'Saiyan', according to Goku and his sweet little Gohan, you're from there. So, space is not very surprising.

Good lord it'd be nice to know your own name.

On Goku's most recent visit, you've unattached yourself from all the machines and monitors they've got you hooked into. "Get me out of here." You say with a dead stare. "I'm starving."

Goku laughs. "Good, 'cause I came here to get you out anyway! We finally got a Senzu!"

"Hmm, I think I'm past-due on one of the magic beans. My body is all better." You shrug.

"Oh, okay." Goku shrugs before smiling brightly at you. You were beginning to find that smile endearing, as if you couldn't tell him no when he gave it. "Anyway… Chi-Chi said I could invite you for dinner!"

"Oh." You smile a bit to yourself. She'd brought Gohan to see you a few times during your hospital stay, and for a woman with no memory, you managed to make a friend in Chi-Chi anyway. She was a delightful, feisty woman and you found that extremely endearing, and also familiar.

"So let's get you out of here and go eat! Oh man, I caught a whiff of it before I came here and you're really in for a treat."

"I'm so hungry." You whine, "They tried to bullshit me and say what they gave me is all I was allowed to have! And then they stuck me with some sort of poison and next thing I knew I was back in bed!"

"They what?!" Goku frowns. "Wow, that's cruel!"

"It is, isn't it?" You sniff indignantly and put on some of the clothes Chi-Chi had given you. It's a light purple cheongsam with gold, blue, and light pink flowers and golden trim. She'd paired them with nude flats, and Goku covers his eyes with his hands until you give him the all-clear, and his smile is soft when he sees you in his wife's old dress, your tail instinctively wrapped around your waist thanks to the cutout Chi-Chi took the time to make. You certainly owed her quite the hug when you next saw her.

"You look great." He says genuinely. "Chi-Chi sure knows her fashion."

"Yeah, I think so too." You've moved into the bathroom of your hospital room, flexing your biceps. Whatever you do over in Saiyan-land, it's made you practically a bodybuilder. A sexy one, at that.

"Alright, Goku. Let's go eat."

Goku practically sprints to you, holding your shoulder before pressing two fingers to his forehead and teleporting you back to his home. You blink and stumble a bit, Goku having to steady you. You scowl up at him.

"Stop doing that!"

"Heh, sorry." Goku smiles innocently.

"Ah, I forgive you." You grumble, and then Gohan rushes inside. "C'mon, Mom cooked outside!"

Goku cheers and lifts Gohan onto his shoulder, running outside with you shortly behind them. And what surprises them is that you pass Goku. You're faster than him. By far.

That's when Goku realizes you're finally in peak condition.

A Saiyan warrior in peak condition.

"Oh, I gotta fight her." He whispers to himself, receiving a sigh from Gohan.

"After dinner, Dad."

"Good idea!"

"Dinner's ready!" Chi-Chi calls out and gestures to her massive spread. She's cooked for two and a half Saiyans and it shows. You make good on your self-promised hug to Chi-Chi, though admittedly it's short-lived because that barbeque smells heavenly.

Chi-Chi's the only one at the table eating normally, though you have more tact and grace compared to her husband. If she really thinks about it, she realizes that you and Vegeta have the same table manners. She wonders if you possibly knew Vegeta back in the day, and makes a mental note to talk with her husband about it later.

"How are your studies, Gohan?" You ask after you've finished eating. When you were hospitalized, Gohan taught you a lot about Earth and its history, along with things he's learned along the way of his young life.

"They're going great! I got another perfect score on a test today." The young boy beams at you, and you smile back proudly.

"We're going to try and get him into college!" Chi-Chi grins. Your jaw drops a tad and you look back to Gohan.

"You're gonna be the smartest guy in the world, kiddo. Keep up those studies. And… Maybe some training too. Just a little. Be the strongest scholar in the world. Okay?" You pat his arm supportively. You can take the memory of the Saiyan, but you can't take the instinct.

Gohan sighs a little at the lust for battle you share with his father, but his lips ghost a smile anyway. "I don't think that'll be too hard to manage."

"Dinner was great, Chi-Chi." Goku smiles softly at his wife, giving her a quick smooch to the cheek. Her cheeks always turn red when he does it; when he first learned that, he made sure to always do it at least once a day.

Chi-Chi does indeed blush, and you smile a tad wistfully at the exchange. There's an ache in your heart, and it makes you wonder if you have that, wherever you've been. Your face falls as you gaze at the evening sky, the warm colors a beautiful blend to light up your wistful eyes.

While Goku's oblivious, Chi-Chi isn't. She recognizes that stare; it's the one of longing, the one of wondering when your husband will come back. Wondering if he'll come back. She's far too aware of the feeling, and wishes you could remember something, anything of yourself. Someone had to be missing you, and sooner or later they'd come.

"Hey, let's do some training!" Goku grins and breaks your reverie. You blink yourself to the present, smiling when you realize what Goku's offered. You stand from your seat and head to the open field.

Chi-Chi's weary as Goku jogs with you. "Be careful! Only hand-to-hand!"

"Yes ma'am!" Goku calls back with a wave, and looks at you while you stretch. "Let me know if you need a break, okay? You did just kinda get out the hospital." He laughs.

"Tch. How about you let me know when you need a break." You smirk, and your tail tightens around your waist.

"Oh, you're not gonna tire me out that easy!" Goku matches your smirk and stretches his arms, doing a few hops and cracking his neck side-to-side.

Within a flash, your battle begins! You're naturally faster than Goku, but the limitations of your dress gives Goku an advantage, as he realizes your kicks are far superior to your still-hefty punches. Even Gohan, with his natural indifference that sometimes bordered on dislike of fighting, is impressed at the sparring session. Where your memory's failed, your muscle memory has not. You match Goku's pace well, landing a few hits and taking the ones he lands in stride, never letting him keep up an advantage for too long.

"You're pretty good!" Goku exclaims, grinning. He hasn't had this much fun in a while, he thinks. "It's too bad we can't take it further!"

"Take it further?" You perk a brow and practically bend over backwards to avoid his punch, a leg shooting out at his knee to shake his balance. "What's that mean?"

"Oh, I guess you wouldn't know about Super Saiyan, would ya?" Goku's forced to step back after your kick, but he uses the momentum to his advantage and swirls around to land a kick to your side. You grimace and grasp his ankle as you begin twirling around in a circle to dizzy and then throw him.

"Tell me more."

"Woah!" Goku flies off when you release him, flipping around in the air a few times before settling himself and floating in place. "It's a big power up, it was said to be a legend apparently! But now I can do it, and so can Vegeta, another Saiyan on Earth!"

"Another Saiyan?" You push your lips out and wrack your brain, the fight officially over now. You don't know who he is or why you felt a twinge of something in your brain, but when Goku said Vegeta, it was as if your brain tried to jolt your memory back.

"Yeah! Now that I think about it, we should probably get Vegeta over here sometime so you can meet. For all we know, you guys knew each other and he could jog your memory!"

"Hmmm…" You rub your finger under your bottom lip as you try as hard as you can to remember this 'Vegeta'. It's latent, but you certainly seem to know of this man and it could be worth a shot to seek him out. "Might be a good idea."

"I'll see what I can do!" Goku smiles.

"Not tonight, Goku!" Chi-Chi yells out. "Gohan has to study, and we have to practice for his college admission interview!" Goku visibly deflates and lowers himself to the ground.

"Aww, alright, Chi-Chi." He mumbles. "But we gotta do it soon, okay?"

"Sure, just not tonight. Now, help me clean up!" Chi-Chi begins picking up dishes, her boys following her lead.

Your heart drops at the sight and tears well in your eyes, and before you know it you're flying off with no destination. Not that you could even have a destination right now. Your head's been hurting since you arrived on this godforsaken planet, trying to figure out who in the hell you are. Your chest is still so heavy, the image of that beautiful family moment burned into your brain. Your sense of longing chokes you; what you would give to have that moment once is immeasurable, and there's no doubt the Son family cannot count how many times they've done such mundane tasks together.

Eventually you land near a creek, falling to your knees and listening to the sounds of the rushing water and the crickets in the night. The ground beneath you pushes down from your weight on it, splashes of water from the river occasionally hitting your already ruined cheongsam. You catch your reflection in the water, gazing at yourself, a complete stranger. A fist suddenly splashes the water, spoiling the image of you. Anger starts to boil under your skin, consuming the depression with its sudden surge. Your tears remain but your heart thumps with all it has, a buzz in your ears while the adrenaline pumps inside of you.

All of your feelings boil over. The confusion at how you got here, the frustration of not remembering anything, the longing, empty feeling in your heart that you have no explanation for. The anger that appeared from nowhere consumes you and a feral, blood-curdling roar that echoes for miles escapes you, a strange feeling vibrating your body. Your eyes are closed, but you can see a wavering light through your lids.

You collapse into yourself, opening your eyes to see no evidence of any light source, though you could swear you saw it. Strangely, you realize this planet has no moon. "What the hell planet has no moon?" You mumble to yourself.

"There may have been an incident a few years ago."

You turn and send a beam of light in the direction of the sound, your unexpected visitor dodging easily. "Woah!" Goku moves away from your attack. "It's just me! I thought you could sense my presence!"

So maybe it was Goku being close by that made your hairs at the back of your neck stand. If only you could understand the damn cues your body has been giving you.

"I'm sorry." You mutter and turn back to the sound of the water.

You hear a soft sigh from him. "Chi-Chi told me to give you some space… But I didn't want you to be out here by yourself."

"I'm fine."

"Then let's go home."

"I don't have a home." You spit out, clenching your teeth so hard it's painful. He's got a warm home, a strong and beautiful wife and a bright young boy with so much potential as his son.

"Then let's go to your temporary home. You have a place with us for as long as you need it. You're…" Goku stops and sighs, coming to sit beside you. "You remind me of myself."

"Yeah?"

"I was sent here when I was a baby." He explains softly. "I don't know why my parents sent me away; my grandpa Gohan found me and named me Goku, and took care of me even before my own head injury. He made me who I am today because of my amnesia and I miss him a lot. I didn't realize it until a lot later on, but it's my fault Grandpa is gone. Saiyans with tails have a Great Ape transformation if we look at the moon, and I accidentally killed him during a rampage. I was all alone in the woods after that, until Bulma came along."

"You… Have amnesia?"

"I know it's not as bad as yours, since I was just a baby and you're an adult. But I dunno… I guess I felt attached anyway and that's why I wanted to save you so bad. And after all that time we got to spend with you in the hospital, Gohan and Chi-Chi wanted to keep you around too. So I promise you'll always have a home with us, even if you end up remembering your real home."

"Goku." You duck your head. "I… Thank you."

"Don't even mention it." Goku smiles and stands up, pulling you with him. "Let's get back home." He gives your hand a reassuring squeeze and with a pop you're back home.

"There you are!" And there is an angry Chi-Chi in your face. "Look at you! You're all covered in mud and smell like sweat and grass!"

You flinch. "I was outside."

"I don't care! Don't you do that again, you had poor Gohan worried sick!"

"Not Gohan…"

"Yes, Gohan." She scowls. "Go take a shower and change. Goku, let's go practice for our interview."

You laugh to yourself while Goku whines about being hungry as Chi-Chi pulls him to their bedroom. And as you ponder life in the shower, you decide that while you want nothing more than your memories back, you could possibly come around to the idea of building something new on this planet and with the Son family. Or maybe you could even have the best of both worlds.

You've been living with the Son family for a few months now, fitting in nicely with the family. You learn how to cook from Chi-Chi and help Gohan study, and train with Goku often. It's eased the pain of your amnesia as best as possible, but you do find yourself longing for more in the dead of the night.

You're currently preparing a big meal with Chi-Chi, listening to her hum to herself as you chop more vegetables. "So… What's the occasion? This is even more than me and the boys can eat."

"Bulma finally found some time to come over! Vegeta and Trunks will be coming with her, obviously, and so are the rest of our friends. I think you'll like them!"

"Hmm…" You finish chopping everything she's laid out for you. "Alright. More friends would be nice."

"That's the spirit." Chi-Chi smiles. "And now you'll be able to meet Vegeta!"

"You and Goku have mentioned him a few times, but what's he like?"

Chi-Chi pauses a tad. "Well… He's not exactly pleasant. But until you came around, he was the only other full-blooded Saiyan. And Goku thinks highly of him, so that's why he's part of our group. That, and he's the father of Bulma's baby, Trunks. So it's not like he really has anywhere else he can go."

"Ah. He's a prick, isn't he?"

"Absolutely."

You shake your head and keep cooking until dinner is all done, bringing platter after platter to the picnic tables set up in the backyard with Gohan as he tells you a little more about the Z-Fighters that would be over soon. The first to arrive is a young woman with a baby, who you assume to be Bulma and Trunks respectively.

You wipe your hands on the front of your jeans as Chi-Chi brings Bulma to you. She smiles at you, holding her hand out. "It's nice to meet you! I'm Bulma, and this is Trunks, my son."

You blink at her hand, unsure of the gesture. "Um…"

"Oh, right! Saiyan." Bulma waves her hand nonchalantly. "Don't worry about the handshake, it's just how we greet someone for the first time."

"I see." You nod, marking that down in your mental notes. "Chi-Chi says you were coming with the one known as Vegeta, the other Saiyan?"

"He's… Running late." Bulma sighs. "He's training again. But he'll be here eventually; he'd never miss a chance to eat Chi-Chi's food."

You nod again in understanding. "Well, you and the baby are the first here, so can I get you something to drink?"

"Sure!" Bulma grins with her kind eyes. You smile back softly and talk with Bulma at the tables, lemonades in hand as the others arrive. You're introduced to everyone and feeling warm with the presence of friends around, feeling a sense of community and hope in your heart.

Everyone's settled around the tables and chatting as they pile food onto their plates, smiles on every face. And then there's a sound and your hair stands on end, and though you're ready to fight, everyone else is relaxed. Perhaps it's Vegeta's presence you're feeling?

"About time!" Goku says, looking to the sky.

Vegeta lands, his arms crossed as he looks at the spread. "Where's the Saiyan?" He grumbles out.

"Right here!" Goku points to you as you sit back upright, having dropped a napkin on the ground.

You look at Vegeta, and your heart stops.

The air around you is quiet, not even baby Trunks making a sound. Vegeta's eyes have widened and he looks as if he's been struck. "How…"

Your head is throbbing as memories flood into you. You remember Planet Vegeta, your parents, your training as a child, not only in battle but in etiquette. You remember Vegeta as a child. The hours you spent with him. All of the notes you passed one another on days you couldn't meet for long. The secret smiles. The kisses.

The wedding.

The birth of your son.

And the last time you saw him before Frieza destroyed your home planet, assuring you that there was no need to leave with him on his mission, that you and your toddler would be safe at home.

Your fists clench and with a roar, you stand before him as a Super Saiyan. In an instant you've flown over to him and delivered a solid punch to his jaw, and your husband is too shell-shocked to have dodged it.

"What are you doing?!" Gohan cries out.

You punch Vegeta again, and this time he's come to and moves away from each blow you send his way. "Stop it, woman!"

"This is how you've spent your life?! On Earth?!" You shout, following him with all of your rage. "The Prince of all Saiyans has been hiding!"

"I have not!" Vegeta seethes, flying away from your attack.

Chi-Chi blinks and looks at Goku, who shakes his head. "I'm not touching that with a thirty-nine and a half foot pole."

Bulma looks confused along with everyone else. "What did he do to her…?"

"I guess they did know each other after all." Gohan mutters, watching as you attack Vegeta.

"It's been years!" You send a blast of energy his way, destroying a tree after Vegeta swiftly dodges.

"I thought you dead!" Vegeta roars back. "How are you alive?!"

Your hands light up with a stronger attack, charging up. Vegeta launches himself into Super Saiyan, refusing to fight and merely aiming to disarm you. "I trusted my instincts." You growl, your tail whipping wildly, uncontrollably with your rage.

You launch your attack and that's when Vegeta strikes next, dodging by the skin of his ass as your beam that surely would have done serious damage, perhaps even fatal, marrs the ground deeply. Even Goku is surprised at that; he didn't even know you could become a Super Saiyan at all.

Vegeta comes behind you then, gripping the base of your unguarded tail and wrapping his other arm around your chest, preventing you from moving away. You gasp at your sudden weakness, reverting to base form as Vegeta gently floats back to the grass, in his own base form now. His exhale is breathy and defeated, his forehead on your shoulder.

"Please." He whispers. "I won't fight you like this."

You realize now that your face is in tears as all of the Z-Fighters approach, Bulma and Chi-Chi not far behind. Bulma sees how Vegeta is holding you, carefully as if you'll break like glass. Yes, you certainly know each other.

"Who are you?" Goku says to you, and you look at everyone with fierce eyes, Vegeta still clutching you desperately.

"I am the Princess of all Saiyans." You sneer.

"You-"

"She is my wife." Vegeta says, his voice hoarse as he forces back tears.

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