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Okay so blah blah If you don't like Yaoi, don't read my story. Although it could be good, it may be offensive to some people. And it's dramatic... it might make you sad. But... yea... I cried..... umm.. I will add more if you review! And you know you want to! So... Do so! ^-^

Prelude

I never thought that I could love someone so much. Yes, I loved him so much it hurt at times. I would've given anything for him. No, I would have given EVERY thing for him. He probably felt the same way. I'm sure he did because he often told me so. More often then I told him. I regret that now.

... Maybe I should start from the beginning...

I was born a Saiyan Prince on a planet called Vegeta. My father was named after the planet and the name was passed on. I received the same name. I lived on Vegeta for some of my childhood until our planet fell under siege. An ice-jin named Frieza, an alien, attacked our planet with his minions. Their strength was far superior to ours. My father, the King, was forced to give me up as collateral for our planet. My father obeyed Frieza and so I was forced to leave my family behind to embark on a long, dreadful voyage.

Frieza was a treacherous soul; I will never forget him, for he haunts my dreams at night. Once he had gained possession of me and taken me onto his ship, he betrayed my father immediately and destroyed our planet. He had made a deal with my father, but he betrayed him. He was a traitor, and I would never trust him.

I was then held under captivity within his spaceship for years. I was forced to bear his selfish pleasures and brutal raping. As a young child, I had already found myself torn and broken. I did not manage to have much of a childhood in those years. No, I never had a childhood. Instead of being a young child I was already turned into a feared, selfish killing-machine.

As soon as I found enough courage, I defied Frieza and escaped with two other Saiyans. Nappa and Raditz were my two new companions. We were a group of destructive Saiyans going on a rampage, destroying everything in our path. It was expected of Saiyans to do such things, but we were merciless.

It just so happens that Raditz had a younger brother. He was sent to Earth when he was born to destroy it. It turns out that there were complications, and the young Saiyan escaped this task. He grew up on Earth, and now that we were Saiyan outcasts we decided to retrieve him. He was young, but we could still ask him to join us like planned. We wanted to have a new elite Saiyan team and take over the universe.

We sent Raditz to Earth to fulfill the task. Things were then blown out of proportion and Raditz found himself defeated by the hands of his own brother. Before Raditz passed, he found some valuable information. The planet Earth contained some magical balls called Dragon Balls. These balls could grant any wish one did so desire.

Nappa and I were so... intrigued by them that we went to see for ourselves. My one goal in life then was to gain immortality. With eternal life I could definitely conquer the universe. This was my chance. I was so very determined then.

When we arrived on the small planet, we came across some friends of Raditz's brother, Kakarot. Kakarot was defeated whilst defeating his brother, but his friends were still around to protect Earth. I admit, they were strong for what I knew as Humans, but we destroyed most of them.

While fighting these humans, I found a young Saiyan boy, clearly the offspring and half breed of Kakarot. He also was trying to defy and deter us from ruining his planet. Nappa attempted to destroy him, which would have been successful, when HE arrived. The man I would soon find to be Kakarot, the savior of this planet.

Kakarot had returned from the dead and was a new man. He was extremely powerful and full of energy. It seemed that Nappa found him too complicating to destroy. This showed me he was useless, and I selfishly destroyed my loyal companion.

I found myself battling a fellow Saiyan warrior. This Saiyan was but a third class warrior; though to me, lower than dirt. As I battled him, I came across his new techniques and intricate moves. I was then forced to use my technique that I saved for desperate positions. I would turn Oozaru, something all Saiyans were able to accomplish unless they lost their tail. Kakarot did not have a tail so I did not have to worry about that.

After a rampage from me as Oozaru, my tail was surprisingly detached quicker than I knew it. After, Kakarot's son had unintentionally used my technique because his tail had grown back. After a harsh beating from the young Saiyan, I still found enough energy to carry on and fight. Kakarot then found the opportunity to use one of his techniques, the Spirit Bomb.

Kakarot absorbed energy into a ball that he gathered from the Earth and beings on it. He tried to use it against me, but he didn't have enough strength. One of Kakarot's friends came through, they always do, and used the energy against me. He missed with his first shot, but with a quick reaction from Kakarot's son, the deed was accomplished. I was beaten. I had failed.

The planet was of no use to me anymore. My mission was to seek out the Dragon Balls, but we had blindly disposed of them. During our rampage, we had destroyed the one thing that retained the Dragon Balls; a Namek. There were no longer any Dragon Balls on Earth, but I had feelings telling me that I would return there again sometime.

Before I left that very day, I found myself in a lethal position. Not a single person had much energy left, but the young man Krillin still found enough to seek revenge on me. He was to use the last of his strength to destroy me once and for all. They could have easily rid themselves of me that day, but Kakarot stopped Krillin. He pitied me.

I boarded my pod that day, weak as ever, with thoughts filling my mind. Kakarot was a great fighter, but he pitied me, something no true Saiyan would have ever done. But for some reason, I felt a strange feeling. I admired him. I admired him for his strength, and his kindness. I was never a kind person. I probably never would have been, and that is why I admired him for this. Kakarot was able to start his own family, and he had many friends. As a Saiyan, I never found time for any friends. I could never even settle down and have a family. I promised myself that I would be able to be like him, or even better someday.

Eventually, I went to a planet called Namek, where the Namekians lived. There I ran into Krillin and Kakarot's son, Gohan. We were searching for the Namekian Dragon balls. We actually made a little team together there. They needed to wish back their friends, including the Namekian, Piccolo, who kept the Earth Dragon Balls present on their planet. But, my heart was still set on wishing for immortality.

On our search for the Dragon Balls we ran into the terrible Ginyu Squad. Krillin and Gohan hadn't trained much, and did not have enough strength to defeat any of them, but I managed to destroy two. At that point I found myself being beaten badly by another belonging to the Ginyu Squad. Krillin, Gohan, and I were failing when Kakarot arrived once again to save the day. He helped me again. I was hanging on by a thread and he gave me a sensu bean to save me. Again he showed me kindness I was never shown before.

Kakarot then fought the man the others and I found so very strong and impossible to beat. He destroyed him and another without ease. I could not help thinking about him. I was wondering if maybe he was the legendary Super Saiyan. I thought he had reached the never before seen level of super Saiyan. I found that he was far stronger than I, and him reaching this level, was definitely possible. I was angry, maybe even jealous of him. He was a third class, low-level Saiyan. It was not fair. I was the Saiyan Prince, it was meant to be me, ME! I would have once ruled high above him. I did not understand how much a low class Saiyan's strength could surpass mine.

We then battled the strong and mighty Ginyu after I destroyed the last member of his squad. Kakarot and I ended up fighting side by side, almost. Kakarot and I needed to get some energy back after defeating him. I rested as Kakarot was rejuvenated in a special tank. Before I knew it, I was awoken by a fearful surprise.

I sensed an unbelievably high power level then. I knew who it belonged to, I knew I would see him again. It was Frieza, and he was after the Dragon Balls. But I found that Krillin and Gohan had already summoned the dragon and used my wish to bring back a friend. Frieza saw this and was after them and the Dragon Balls. Frieza was the only thing that I ever feared. Mostly because of how I was traumatized by him in my childhood. I felt obligated to help Krillin and Gohan because Kakarot was still gaining back energy. I also was really angry at them for betraying me.

I tried to get to the Eternal Dragon so that I could get my wish, but the elder Namekian had passed, leaving the Dragon Balls dormant. That is when Frieza arrived where we were. I fought against him, and fought my best, but found myself defeated again. He used an attack to attempt to murder me. Kakarot showed up right then. Too late to save me, but right on time to watch me suffer. He stood by my side the whole time.

I lied on the ground suffering and pouring my heart out to him. I told him about Saiyans and how I believe he was meant to be the legendary super Saiyan and defeat Frieza. I died then. I was told later that Kakarot pitied me, he buried me. He showed kindness and respect for me. I never understood how he could do this after all I had done to him.

The Dragon Balls on Earth were used to wish back all killed by Frieza. That meant me also. We were wished onto Earth because Namek was deteriorating. All because of Frieza. And that was when Kakarot did it. He went super Saiyan and defeated Frieza. He did what I was not capable of doing.

Kakarot did not do this for himself. He did it for all the friends he had lost and for his family, also for other people around the universe so that they would not have to face Frieza's wrath. I admired him more after that. He had accomplished so much, with out a trace of selfishness or greediness, without expecting anything in return. He was so pure and had a great heart. But at this time, I did not even know if I would ever see him again. He had not returned from that fight. I waited for days and weeks to see if he would come back.

I was upset. I wanted him to return. I wanted to fight beside him someday again, or to show him my gratitude. I also wanted to learn from him more. To see if maybe someday I could compare.

After a full year of training on Earth, I saw that Kakarot returned. Kakarot had been in space the whole time. I was so surprised and happy to see him, but no one would know this.

After Kakarot returned, a young man by the name of Trunks appeared about. He was supposedly from the future, and was a Saiyan. He returned at about the same time that Frieza did. Frieza had spent time in space rejuvenating, and returned for revenge. This is when Trunks proved his strength. He defeated Frieza and his father easily, as a super Saiyan. I was angry again. Someone else had surpassed me. I had not been able to go super Saiyan and I had trained my hardest. I pushed myself over my limit but still did not reach this accomplishment. I felt that I had failed again.

Trunks had come back from the future to help Kakarot. He said that if Kakarot did not trust him, mostly everyone would die. Well, faithful, pure Kakarot listened to him, and was given some medicine. If he would not take the medicine, he would die. I was relieved when he took the medicine because I did not want him to die, I actually cared for him.

Trunks left after warning us about androids arriving soon, and for the next three years, I trained my hardest to prepare for them. I ended up starting a family in this time. I never thought that I would, but I ended up marrying a woman named Bulma, and baring a child with her. She helped me in the training by creating machines and other things to push me. She let me use something similar to what Kakarot had, a gravity chamber.

I trained so hard at times but I still feared that it was not enough, and ended up pushing myself harder. I tried to live up to the expectations of Saiyans. I was mostly trying to surpass Kakarot. I often felt like a failure in this time when my attempts to go super Saiyan were unsuccessful. But Kakarot also helped, he influenced and inspired me. I wanted to be like him, to be known as the strongest man; to be known as the man who saved millions.

Kakarot trained in this time also, with Gohan, and many of his friends. And as I continued to train, I reached the level of super Saiyan! Finally. It was a huge accomplishment for me, but I often took it for granted. My pride often took advantage and I sometimes became ignorant of my strength. I was so prideful that I thought I had finally become the strongest. But I was soon to realize that I still had failed in surpassing Kakarot. It would be the last time I would take it so lightly.

After the three years, the Androids arrived. There was a woman, Android 18, and a man, Android 17. They were planning on destroying everything; they were programmed to do such things. I fought my hardest against Android 18. I fought her at my new level, as super Saiyan, but found that I had failed once more. I was beaten badly and my arm was broken. I had been trashed terribly, but the thing that had been harmed most, was my pride. I had failed again. I felt like because I was Saiyan, and the Prince of all Saiyans, failure was not an option.

Trunks returned once more from the future to help us fight the Androids. That is when a terrible creature named Cell arrived from the future. He came back to absorb the Androids so that he could turn into a more powerful, perfect form of himself. He wanted to destroy the Earth eventually by becoming stronger; he would do this by absorbing humans from around the world.

Well, of course Kakarot and his friends would stop him. Might as well since they trained for so long. I found out then that Trunks was my future son. He and I used a contraption called the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to train, it gave us a whole year to train, but only took up a day in Earth time. Kakarot and his son used it after us. Then we were prepared to fight Cell.

We fought Cell, but no one's strength really compared to his. Cell eventually got a hold of the Androids because Krillin did not want to destroy Android 18. He felt that she was more than an evil Android and she was still a human who deserved her life. He could have destroyed her with a detonator but he didn't, and because he showed her kindness, she felt that she would stop her ways, or so I heard. Then it was too late though, and she was absorbed by Cell.

Cell killed many people in his time. Among them was Trunks. Cell had murdered him. I almost broke down right then knowing that my own flesh and blood had been murdered before my eyes. I was so enraged that I fought him without thinking. I knew that I was not strong enough to defeat him, which is hard for me to admit, but I continued to fight him.

Kakarot gave his son a chance to fight eventually. He felt he was ready to. I didn't think that such a young child could compare if none of us could. But I was soon proven wrong, for Gohan's strength matched Cell's perfectly. Yes, Cell definitely found his match. No one knew of such strength from Gohan, but he had obviously gained most of it from the time he spent training with his father in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Kakarot's son had found a way to surpass everyone, even his father, for he was stronger than any of us. I was angry again. Not only had Kakarot's strength surpassed mine, but his son's did. A young Saiyan half breed no older than the age of thirteen had surpassed me.

Cell and Gohan fought for a while until Cell finally realized that he could not win at this rate. Cell decided to go to drastic measures. Cell used his own technique; Self-destruct.

Cell's body bloated up like a balloon. He was going to destroy himself including the whole planet. But, Kakarot came through again. He found a new way to be the savior, the hero. I remember it well... I will never forget it, for it left me in a stage of depression afterward. Though I did not show it.

What Kakarot did changed everyone. For me, I respected and cared for him much more, maybe even loved him for what a great man he was. It hurts to talk about it, to explain it... but it changed my life... I remember it best of anything Kakarot had ever done.....

Kakarot stepped up and stood in front of his son. Cell was about the size of a house now. It was almost time for him to commence with the self-destruct, and Kakarot knew what he had to do. He placed his hand to his forehead so that two of his fingers where placed in the mid part of it, and then did the same to Cell. He looked at his son once more.

I don't remember much of what he said.. I was in too much shock because I knew exactly what he was doing. All I know is he said 'goodbye' and left. He left us. He took Cell, to save the world, but ended up taking his own life.

Oh noble Kakarot, why must you have done such a thing that day? You left us. You died again. I cared for you, really, I did. I wanted you to stay, there had to of been a better way.....

I felt my eyes burning. I was about to cry at some point, when Cell returned once more. It couldn't be. I could not believe that after all the righteous things Kakarot had done, his attempts failed.

I did not want to believe that Kakarot left for no reason. I found myself fleeing from the scene at one point and crying. I would have never told anyone or actually admitted to it, but now I do. I cried for Kakarot. I realized that I really did love him, and I had lost him.

Kakarot's son defeated Cell that day with extra strength he found, with help from his brilliant father. He would have never succeeded if it was not for him. Kakarot may not have won a battle that day, but he was still a hero. He was the hero in my eyes.

After the evil fiend Cell was destroyed, the Dragon Balls were gathered. We were to wish everyone killed by him back. I isolated myself from everyone because I was afraid they would notice I had been weeping. The dragon was summoned and we wished the dead back. My son was among them, and although I was pleased, I was too busy worrying about Kakarot. It was time to wish him back and I was nervous. I was eager to see him again. I was even prepared to speak to him and tell him everything if I found some time to be alone with him.

Bulma was about to make the wish, when we heard Kakarot's voice. He explained that he did not wish to be brought back again. He wanted to stay in the other world.

I know his family was hurt, but I was too. I was going to stand up and argue with him and everyone. I wanted him to return, no, he needed to return. He claimed that it was his fault Earth was always in trouble. But I did not care! I wanted Kakarot more than ever. I wanted to be with him, to at least be friends with him and to express my gratitude. But I could not stand up. I was lost then. I was so upset by what he had chosen to do. I felt like I was caught in a cold abyss of depression with no return.

I did not go home that night. I'm sure Bulma was worried, but I did not care. I was far too upset, knowing that I would never see Kakarot again. I wanted to talk to him once more. I would have given anything to speak to him. I did not understand why I was so wounded by the death of him. But never seeing him again made things far more terrible. I was puzzled. I did not comprehend how I could be so fond of a low class Saiyan as foolish and ignorant as Kakarot.

I continued my life without him, though I admit it was hard. Everyday I trained my hardest. The loss of him changed my life. It made me a fierce and callous creature. It was the most awful loss I ever had to deal with. It was worse than losing my home. Now, I was the only true Saiyan still alive.

I continued to train throughout the years, and my young son started to train with me too. Kakarot had left another son behind when he left, that I often found Trunks training with. I think he somewhat looked up to me as a father, he never met Kakarot, but I told him about his father sometimes, even though it hurt. Sometimes it even hurt to see his son, since he was so much like his father. Naive and ignorant, and yet, caring and sweet.

Even after so many years had passed without him, I found myself grieving for him sometimes. I still admired him for everything he had done for me and everyone else.

It was about seven years after the death of Kakarot that I heard from him. I was with my son and Gohan, he was at our home for a visit. I was shocked to actually hear from Kakarot. It had been so long. I almost even forgot what he looked like. The World's Martial Arts tournament was coming soon, and for Kakarot's good behavior, King Yemma, (guardian of the other world), gave him permission to attend. If I could've found enough courage, I might have confessed my love for him that day.

After a week, the tournament was about to start. We used one of Bulma's mechanical contraptions to get there. When we arrived we walked together to the stadium, until we ran into Kakarot. He had arrived finally. All of his friends were more than delighted to see him. They embraced him and were all very excited. I was also, but I would have never showed this. I also wished to hug him, and hold him tight, to show my appreciation, and how happy I was to see him. I held back.

Kakarot had trained more than ever before while he was gone. His strength was overwhelming. He was stronger than ever before and I admired him for his strength. I had trained as hard as I could, but I was afraid that it was not enough. I could feel his power, and I did not know if I could even compare. But I was to prideful then to even bother worrying about it.

We all entered into the tournament, and Kakarot and I were to battle each other. The only thing I was worried about was that. There was a tournament for the children first, and of course Trunks and Goten would be the strongest. They were in the last battle, in which my son won.

He probably won because he had more experience then the younger half breed. Kakarot cheered for his son the whole time, and when it ended, I tried to comfort him. I touched him and smiled. That was probably more than I have ever done before with him. It felt good to do that.

By the time our tournament started, we had already found that a new fiend was present on Earth with plans to destroy it. A Kai told us this, and his guardian. They were going to take Kakarot and his friends to help destroy it. I was angry, I thought it would be a distraction from our battle. So I ended up tagging along to help.

When we arrived, we were faced with a man named Dabora. He had the power to turn victims into stone with his saliva. He did this to two of our companions, leaving Kakarot, Gohan, and I to go on without them. We went into a spaceship that belonged to a creature named Babidee, to try to find him, and stop him from bringing forth the fiend named Buu.

We got to the first floor where I would fight a creature sent by Babidee. I fought him with ease, even if he took us to a place with ten times Earth's gravity. It was easy for me, since I naturally trained at one hundred times gravity. I destroyed him, and the next level would be Kakarot's fight.

This battle helped give me an idea of his strength. It was outrageous. His power was enormous. He destroyed the new creature, which was more complicating then my opponent, easily. I knew then that my power would not be great enough to compare to his without maybe a small boost.

While Gohan prepared for his challenger, I felt someone trying to take over my mind. I could have stopped him if I had wanted to, but I knew what he had planned. He was going to use me to destroy Kakarot, his son, and the Kai. I let him because the one thing I wanted now was to prove to everyone that Kakarot wasn't the strongest being in the universe, and that I had finally surpassed him.

Babidee did take over my mind, but I was still able to defy him. He wanted to defeat Kakarot, that was the only thing that mattered. So when Babidee ordered me to destroy all of them, I did not. I only challenged Kakarot.

Kakarot was hesitant in the beginning, but he eventually decided to battle me once more. When Babidee took over my mind, he cured me, and that also gave me a little extra strength. When I battled Kakarot, I felt equal to him. This was a great accomplishment for me. We fought our best, or so I thought.

After a long time of fighting, Kakarot tried to persuade me into fighting with him against Majin Buu, instead of against him. I did not want to, but I sensed that his son had already been destroyed by Majin Buu. I decided then, that since I could not succeed in defeating Kakarot, I would instead do what he normally did best. Save the world, or maybe the universe. When Kakarot offered to share a sensu bean with me, to cure us. I hit him with all my might. He fell down, he was knocked out cold.

I flew to the sight where Majin Buu was causing chaos. I then challenged him. He was a naive, fat little blob. We fought, but he had remarkable strength. I fought him with all my strength until he caught me. He used his own fat to trap me, and he beat me terribly. I was in pain, until my first born son and his friend helped me. They helped me out and I then realized that I did not have enough power to defeat him using the techniques and attacks I was. I decided to use all of my power to destroy Majin Buu.

I decided this then because I found out how much I loved my son and wife. I really loved them, but mostly, I did not want Kakarot to have to do what I was about to. I sent the children away with the rejuvenated Piccolo and Krillin, and then I did it. I gave my life to destroy Majin Buu. I used every last bit of energy to destroy him and I did it for my family and Kakarot. Mostly for Kakarot. I loved him so much.

I was able to keep my body because of the respectable thing I did, and I found out then that I had failed once more. I had not destroyed Majin Buu. My son and Kakarot's took there turn to attempt this, but failed also, and now it was my turn again. I was taken back to Earth to try once more.

When I arrived I found that Kakarot's eldest son had actually lived, and Kakarot was back from the dead once more! But, unfortunately, Buu was in a new form that was much stronger. He had absorbed Gotenks, the form of Trunks and Goten fused. He had also absorbed Piccolo and Gohan. He was stronger than ever.

Kakarot then presented me with a ring for my ear. It was to combine our bodies to fight Buu. I was angry with him though, because in the other world, I found that I was not really equal in strength with him. He did not fight his best, he was holding back. It made me feel terrible, like a weakling. I also found that Kakarot had the power to achieve the level of super Saiyan three. So then I refused to combine with him until I noticed not even he was strong enough to compare to Buu. We fused our bodies, and fought Buu.

We fought Buu well as one person. The feeling of being combined with Kakarot was amazing. I never felt anything like it before, and because it was with him, it was ten times better. Vegeto was our name combined. The feeling was odd, too hard to explain.

Majin Buu had to go to desperate measures to defeat us. But Buu turned us into candy, and eventually ate us like he did to our friends. Since we were eaten my him, we were separated once more. We were in his body now.

I found this place slightly frightening. There were worms and nasty creatures in his body. Still, Kakarot and I worked together, and eventually found his brain cavity, where our friends were located. We were then to gather them, when they came to life and started fighting us. Eventually we stopped them together.

Somehow Buu found a way to appear inside his body where we were. Kakarot and I fought him. Together. I felt close to Kakarot. He helped me with Buu and together we found a way out, and we took our friends with, which sent Buu into his original form.

His new form was a lot stronger. He had already destroyed all the people on Earth, and was soon to destroy the Earth, so we found a place on the Kai's planet to battle. Kakarot decided to fight the child- like Buu first. He was great. I finally was able to see him in his new found stage, super Saiyan three.

Kakarot fought Buu, meanwhile I daydreamed and reminisced. I was remembering all the times Kakarot surpassed me and all the times Kakarot succeeded in being the strongest. As I watched him, I finally realized that not only did I love him more than anyone, I knew he was the best. I knew he was greater than me and always would be, and would always be the hero from then on in my eyes. I would not fight him anymore and accept the fact. I told him.

" Kakarot, you are number one."

Those were my exact words. I knew Kakarot would appreciate this, maybe realize now that I have always looked up to him, that he was always an inspiration to me. I hoped this showed him that I appreciated him. I did. I admired him.

I found that Kakarot was low on strength, and we only had one more chance. Kakarot was to use the spirit bomb. I would have to fight Buu, distract him long enough for Kakarot to gather enough strength. I tried my hardest, I owed it to him, and Kakarot was ready. He destroyed Buu that day, a day I would never forget as long as I live. The day I finally gave in to Kakarot. The day I finally realized that not only did I love Kakarot, I wanted him, wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. Or the rest of his...........