Warning: This story is after DBGT and may contain mild yaoi later in the story .. you have been warned...grrr...

She's dead...good god she's dead!!!!
Running outside into the storm, Goku stumbles to his knees, screaming out at the sky. He tore at his hear, punching angrily at the ground.
He couldn't control himself, he wanted to go with her but he'd promised to live on... Rising into supersaiyan, he fires at the sky in hopes to sate his desire to die. The more power he conjured, the more numbing the pain became.
Upon reaching level four he felt withdrawn from the world and in a daze he stared at his hands to find the raven locks of hair he torn from his head slipping between his fingers. He sniffles and closes his eyes, resting his face in his hands.
Life without Chi Chi is like living without a heart...
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"How is she doing?" That night a few days ago....*sigh* He hasn't spoken a word. "Maybe we should go check on him."
Vegeta glances at his mate and shrugs. "I suppose."
Bulma kisses his cheek. "Thanks for offering to come. I'm sure he'll appreciate it."
Vegeta grunts something inaudible.


Goku laid still on his bed in only a pair of short. His face remained damp with tears and stubbled from going unshaven for so long... Chi Chi had taught him to shave and he grimaces at the thought of his beautiful mate rising to her tip toes when they were young and guiding the razor along his chin.
Gritting his teeth, he rips the pillow beneath him in half, sending goose feathers billowing around him. "Damnit!," he curses savegely.
He runs a hand through his now short, blood matted hair. He avoids gazing into the mirror, knowing that he saw himself he wouldn't recognize the man.
"Chi Chi...," he whimpers softly. "If only I'd been there for you..."
As if answering the silent reply, the doorbell rang.
"Go away," he rasps
There are foot steps climbing the stairs and he hides his face into the torn pillow, sending a another cloud of feather into the air. "Go away," he replies again, his voice sounding distant and weary.
He can feel their eyes burning into his back.
"I don't think so," Vegeta's voice came from behind. "I go where I please."
Bulma reaches out to touch him only to have her husband slap her hand away."
Vegeta shakes his head. "I will talk with him." He turns to face the crumpled saiyan. "Kakarotto. Your going to die if you don't stop moping."
"Good," Goku yells.
Vegeta climbs onto the bed and yanks him up by the arm. "YOU WILL LISTEN TO YOUR KING WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"
Goku glares daggers at the shorter man, their eyes burning into one another. "Let me go..."
Vegeta slaps him upside the head. "Get ahold of yourself!"
Goku yelps in pain and it is then that Vegeta notices the blood caked along his hair line. "What did you do to yourself?"
He should get cleaned up," Bulma offers.
Goku gives her a weak smile. "M...maybe I should."
The aqua haired saiyan nods, "That's the spirit Goku. You get cleaned up at the hot spring and Vegeta will go with you...won't you Vegeta."
Vegeta frowns, dropping Goku back onto the bed, feathers flying all around them. "Hmph."
Bulma nods, "Good. Afterwards, we'll take him to our home and make him dinner and we'll talk right?"
Vegeta sighs, "As you wish I suppose. I don't know how long it's been since he's had a bath."
Goku can't help but smirk sheepishly. "saa...s'been a day or two."
TO BE Continued....
Vegeta and Bulma, it's time to confront Goku. And what's this? What is Goku feeling all the sudden. Indeed the Vegeta Briefs family has been kind to him but what is it that has him feeling that he's in....LOVE?! All next on episode 2 of Dragonball Evoluion!! Bai Bai!!!