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While listening to Crossfade, I got this idea. Also I was pissed at my dad because he wouldn't listen to me about stuff. I do a lot more compared to my brother but when I do say something that he could do. I get screamed at. Nice huh? So I don't own DBZ, please enjoy.
His gaze wavered from various things, expecting it to stay in one spot. His memory was killing him, expecting him to remember the harmful things that the tyrant said to him. Taking in a shallow breath, he laid there in the grass, expecting something to strike him down.
"Vegeta?" Bulma asked as she stared at the motionless man. Raising a blue eyebrow at him, she walked out to stare down at him. "What are you doing?"
"Get the hell out of here woman." The prince hissed as he stared at the ebony sky. Why was he remembering all those times on that damn ship? Why? Why were they haunting him now?
"I do have a name dumb ass." She hissed back as she kicked his ribs to get his full attention. She noticed that he wasn't really conscious, like he was a zombie or sleep walking. His eyes weren't full of life like they use to. There was no fire in them.
"I don't care." He muttered as he closed his eyes. He just wanted to be alone; to have these thoughts haunt him more to the point he wanted to die. He just wanted to get it over with so he can see his family again along with that tyrant.
"You listen here dummy. If you don't want me to punch you then answer me. What are you doing?"
"Being alone with my thoughts if that's okay with you, your highness." Vegeta growled as he opened his eyes to start at the scientist.
Shaking her head, she stared at him. "You gotta be kidding me. That's all you want to do?" She asked. Getting up from where she was, she walked away.
Falling back into the grass, he looked at one of the visible stars in the sky. "If only you knew, you were my antidote. You keep these thoughts from my conscious and I love you for that Bulma."
*Closes eyes* I kind of wish I was in a better mood. Sorry if it seems a bit depressing. Please review anyway.