Eyes
If looks could kill
He would be murdered,
Killed twice over
Brilliant blue met
With onyx black eyes
And they held there
For what seemed like forever
He had to be the one
To break the impossible stare
But she still held hers
as if burning a hole
in the back of his skull
he turned and her
expression changed
She was no longer throwing daggers
With her blue eyes
His expression softened
Something she never saw before
He always had a scowled
Smirk on his hard-featured face
His eyes never held any sign of emotion
But now they're telling a story…
A story of sadness and pain,
Of love and hurt, of a boy treated
As if he should grow up in 2 minutes
As if he skipped his childhood
She immediately pulled him into
A tight embrace; a hug
As he stood there still as stone
He asked
"Woman… What are you doing?"
"Vegeta it's called a hug"
As he heard these words
He relaxed ever she slightly
And when she pulled back
Brilliant blue met with onyx black
And for that moment time stood still