The rain drizzled down, slowly drenching the ruins of the once beautiful landscape. His labored breathing became more ragged, and the Saiyan Prince slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't even feel the rain on his face as it washed off some of the drying blood from his body. The landscape around him was charred and dead as he himself lay dying.

A smile tugged weakly at the corners of his lips as a gargled 'heh' escaped his mouth. The great warrior, prince of all saiyans, former destroyer of entire worlds for the sheer fun of it, defeated while defending the life of another. Vegeta managed a full smirk. He would not have it any other way.

"You look happy for someone who is dying Ouji-sama," a voice said from above him. Her youthful face came into view, her eyes brimming with barely held back tears. The rain stuck her hair to her face as she knelt into the mud beside him.

"Happy to die for the right cause," he chuckled softly before another violent coughing fit over came him, spraying blood across her face.

She took his glove off and held his hand in hers and squeezed it tightly, although he couldn't feel it. "I will miss you Ouji-sama. Hopefully I can join you soon."

With failing strength he shook his head. "No, you must live. There is one who can stop him. Go back and find the one who can end it all. It has been done before. This is my final order," Vegeta whispered weakly.

"With my life if needed…dwarf," she whispered in return, attempting humor. She bent forward and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Good bye, brat," he said weakly, squeezing her hand with the last of his remaining strength. A soft sigh escaped his lips as his battered body finally gave up its fight and let go.

The girl leaned forward and placed her forehead against his, letting her tears fall freely. "Farwell, Vegeta," she finally managed. She crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes before taking her leave.