Well Folks, here is my next story. Tell me what you think, I don't know if I'm going to add more to this story or not, but I left room to add stuff. PLEASE R/R
I do not own these characters; I just borrow them for a bit. Warriorasag82
Vegeta grumbled to him as he stood with his arms crossed. He could not believe it. He did not know why these earthlings cared so much for Kakkorot. He glanced over at Bulma. He had just walked into the family room from training. He was going to be stronger the Kakkorot and his brat. He noticed Trunks walking slowly around the room. She sat with her body sunken into the couch. Her head rested in her hands. Trunks walked slowly up to him and pulled on his pant leg. It was two years later already...can't these people let it be.
"Daddy." He looked down at him for a long moment. It was hard to imagine that this kid was going to be like that kid from the future. His child from the future, it was hard to swallow sometimes. He bent down and picked him up. He walked over to Bulma whom as he approached noticed she had a photo album in her lap. A picture of Kakkorot was tossing Goku up into the air. It must have happened before he even came to the planet, they were young. Gohan still had his tail. His eyes traced down to the picture where Goku messed up Bulma's hair.
He blinked for he realized she was crying. It was weird. Usually he could hear her when he was training. This time her tears fell silently down her cheeks. These tears were worse. She had not ever cried for his death yet, in fact, she had been quiet. He blinked. He had not really realized how much Kakkorot's death had changed his wife. He frowned ever so slightly.
"I'm sure the idiot is fine." Bulma seemed to snap herself together. The tears were gone. She closed the photo album, took Trunks who was reaching for her, and shook her head.
"Sorry Vegeta, I know how you don't like me to cry." He just watched as she walked up stairs. He blinked...she did not have to apologize for crying. He sat himself at the edge of the couch. He did not get it; he just did not get it. Vegeta did not know why those tears worried him. Those tears she pored for Kakkorot somehow matched an unknown feeling he had. He did not know why he missed the warrior. It was not just, because he was angry that they would never get a chance to fight again. It was not the fact they would never figure out who is strongest. It had more. It was something else. He would never admit missing him, or even feeling sorry for Kakkorot's son. He glanced out the window. They have not seen the brat since the funeral.
He looked down at his hands. He just did not understand how this place affected him like this. Bulma walked down the stairs. She had clearly cleaned her face off. He watched as she extended down the stairway. She looked him in the eye for a long moment. He blinked at the sudden emotional pain he saw flash on her face for a brief second. He scowled. She walked right past him, until he did not know what possessed him; he grabbed her by the arm.
"Woman." He called. She stopped in her tracks. He had promptly let go after he had her. She did not look at him for a moment. He felt lost as he now noticed her shoulders were somewhat slumped forward. He did not know she was this upset about this...has she always been this upset. He tried to think back in his memory. He remembered the day when he broke the news to Bulma. He could not read the reaction on her face. He still could not place it. It was the middle of deep sorrow, hurt, pain, and something else. He never saw her cry when he gave her the news. In fact, he never once had seen her cry for Kakkorot's death...he scowled.
"If you are wondering about Trunks he is in bed. It is his nap time." He blinked as he heard the sound of tears forming just in her voice.
"I'm not asking about Trunks goddamit woman." She seemed to cringe a little bit. He moved his body to place himself in front of her. He saw her glance away.
"I'm not in the mood for wise cracks." He knew she was talking about him commenting about her crying and how that was a weakling way of responding to situations.
"Your really sad today..." He saw her eyes flash for a long moment. It showed traces of embracement, disgrace, and something else. He did not know why but he touched her shoulder.
"I do not want your pity Vegeta." He scowled a little bit at her thought.
"Its not pity." She finally looked at him squarely in the eye. He felt liking blinking, the tears held so many tears.
"If its not pity, then what is it?" He looked at her for a long moment.
"How come you have never cried for Kakkorot's death before? I'm assuming that is why you are so sad." He saw her eyes show a little fear. He frowned ever so slightly, she looked away, and down at her hands. He glanced down at them. They were trembling ever so slightly.
"I...don't want to upset you. I know how you hate me crying." Vegeta looked at her as the tears threatened to fall out of her eyes.
"Its not healthy to hold up your tears." She looked away and walked into the kitchen. He found himself just watching as she went inside. He heard her slump herself against the wall then slid herself down. He walked himself into the kitchen and just looked at her. Her head was in her hands once again. He did not know why, but he bent down. He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
"Vegeta I know you don't care about Goku...hell you just wanted to kill him, or beat him. That is why I do not shed tears. I miss him a whole lot...it is worse knowing he is dead, then just training off on some world. He was a big brother to me, and when I look around this place...I can't help but think, what if..." He let his finger whip the tears away from her face. He hugged her suddenly as he felt her hands fold around the back of his body. She cried hard. He picked her up slightly onto her feet, as she just cried. They were silent tears but he could feel the front of his shirt getting soaked.
He could not think of anything to say to what she said. He knew they were close to Kakkorot. However there must be another reason why she was like this.
"Is there another reason...Bulma." She pulled back as he said her name. He really did hate it when she cried. It was not because he thought it was weak, it was because it hurt him to see her hurt.
"You wouldn't care about Goku's family too much, but Chi-Chi just had a baby boy a year ago. She did not tell me until she called me the other day. Chi-Chi was crying on the phone and I told her I was going to go over." Vegeta blinked, Kakkorot had another son. He didn't see why this would bother her so much.
" Why is this bothering you so much?" She looked away for a long moment.
"It just makes me miss him, when I realize how much he is going to miss...I try to be so strong when dealing with this. Its not like I..." Vegeta placed a finger to her lips. She fell silent.
"He was very close to you Bulma. when do you visit Chi-Chi?" She looked at him for a long moment...
"I visit her tomorrow, I haven't seen her in a while, and just looking at her brings back so many memories." He felt like scowling but contained his face in a neutral grin.
"I'll go with you tomorrow." She looked at him, as he couldn't believe he was offering to go.
"You are going to come?" He looked at her in the eye. She hugged him.
"If you whisper this to anyone Woman." She shook her head.
"I won't tell a soul".......
Tell me what you think...pretty good? Is it too much out of character? I'm going to add more. Just tell me what you think of this.
I do not own these characters; I just borrow them for a bit. Warriorasag82
Vegeta grumbled to him as he stood with his arms crossed. He could not believe it. He did not know why these earthlings cared so much for Kakkorot. He glanced over at Bulma. He had just walked into the family room from training. He was going to be stronger the Kakkorot and his brat. He noticed Trunks walking slowly around the room. She sat with her body sunken into the couch. Her head rested in her hands. Trunks walked slowly up to him and pulled on his pant leg. It was two years later already...can't these people let it be.
"Daddy." He looked down at him for a long moment. It was hard to imagine that this kid was going to be like that kid from the future. His child from the future, it was hard to swallow sometimes. He bent down and picked him up. He walked over to Bulma whom as he approached noticed she had a photo album in her lap. A picture of Kakkorot was tossing Goku up into the air. It must have happened before he even came to the planet, they were young. Gohan still had his tail. His eyes traced down to the picture where Goku messed up Bulma's hair.
He blinked for he realized she was crying. It was weird. Usually he could hear her when he was training. This time her tears fell silently down her cheeks. These tears were worse. She had not ever cried for his death yet, in fact, she had been quiet. He blinked. He had not really realized how much Kakkorot's death had changed his wife. He frowned ever so slightly.
"I'm sure the idiot is fine." Bulma seemed to snap herself together. The tears were gone. She closed the photo album, took Trunks who was reaching for her, and shook her head.
"Sorry Vegeta, I know how you don't like me to cry." He just watched as she walked up stairs. He blinked...she did not have to apologize for crying. He sat himself at the edge of the couch. He did not get it; he just did not get it. Vegeta did not know why those tears worried him. Those tears she pored for Kakkorot somehow matched an unknown feeling he had. He did not know why he missed the warrior. It was not just, because he was angry that they would never get a chance to fight again. It was not the fact they would never figure out who is strongest. It had more. It was something else. He would never admit missing him, or even feeling sorry for Kakkorot's son. He glanced out the window. They have not seen the brat since the funeral.
He looked down at his hands. He just did not understand how this place affected him like this. Bulma walked down the stairs. She had clearly cleaned her face off. He watched as she extended down the stairway. She looked him in the eye for a long moment. He blinked at the sudden emotional pain he saw flash on her face for a brief second. He scowled. She walked right past him, until he did not know what possessed him; he grabbed her by the arm.
"Woman." He called. She stopped in her tracks. He had promptly let go after he had her. She did not look at him for a moment. He felt lost as he now noticed her shoulders were somewhat slumped forward. He did not know she was this upset about this...has she always been this upset. He tried to think back in his memory. He remembered the day when he broke the news to Bulma. He could not read the reaction on her face. He still could not place it. It was the middle of deep sorrow, hurt, pain, and something else. He never saw her cry when he gave her the news. In fact, he never once had seen her cry for Kakkorot's death...he scowled.
"If you are wondering about Trunks he is in bed. It is his nap time." He blinked as he heard the sound of tears forming just in her voice.
"I'm not asking about Trunks goddamit woman." She seemed to cringe a little bit. He moved his body to place himself in front of her. He saw her glance away.
"I'm not in the mood for wise cracks." He knew she was talking about him commenting about her crying and how that was a weakling way of responding to situations.
"Your really sad today..." He saw her eyes flash for a long moment. It showed traces of embracement, disgrace, and something else. He did not know why but he touched her shoulder.
"I do not want your pity Vegeta." He scowled a little bit at her thought.
"Its not pity." She finally looked at him squarely in the eye. He felt liking blinking, the tears held so many tears.
"If its not pity, then what is it?" He looked at her for a long moment.
"How come you have never cried for Kakkorot's death before? I'm assuming that is why you are so sad." He saw her eyes show a little fear. He frowned ever so slightly, she looked away, and down at her hands. He glanced down at them. They were trembling ever so slightly.
"I...don't want to upset you. I know how you hate me crying." Vegeta looked at her as the tears threatened to fall out of her eyes.
"Its not healthy to hold up your tears." She looked away and walked into the kitchen. He found himself just watching as she went inside. He heard her slump herself against the wall then slid herself down. He walked himself into the kitchen and just looked at her. Her head was in her hands once again. He did not know why, but he bent down. He placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.
"Vegeta I know you don't care about Goku...hell you just wanted to kill him, or beat him. That is why I do not shed tears. I miss him a whole lot...it is worse knowing he is dead, then just training off on some world. He was a big brother to me, and when I look around this place...I can't help but think, what if..." He let his finger whip the tears away from her face. He hugged her suddenly as he felt her hands fold around the back of his body. She cried hard. He picked her up slightly onto her feet, as she just cried. They were silent tears but he could feel the front of his shirt getting soaked.
He could not think of anything to say to what she said. He knew they were close to Kakkorot. However there must be another reason why she was like this.
"Is there another reason...Bulma." She pulled back as he said her name. He really did hate it when she cried. It was not because he thought it was weak, it was because it hurt him to see her hurt.
"You wouldn't care about Goku's family too much, but Chi-Chi just had a baby boy a year ago. She did not tell me until she called me the other day. Chi-Chi was crying on the phone and I told her I was going to go over." Vegeta blinked, Kakkorot had another son. He didn't see why this would bother her so much.
" Why is this bothering you so much?" She looked away for a long moment.
"It just makes me miss him, when I realize how much he is going to miss...I try to be so strong when dealing with this. Its not like I..." Vegeta placed a finger to her lips. She fell silent.
"He was very close to you Bulma. when do you visit Chi-Chi?" She looked at him for a long moment...
"I visit her tomorrow, I haven't seen her in a while, and just looking at her brings back so many memories." He felt like scowling but contained his face in a neutral grin.
"I'll go with you tomorrow." She looked at him, as he couldn't believe he was offering to go.
"You are going to come?" He looked at her in the eye. She hugged him.
"If you whisper this to anyone Woman." She shook her head.
"I won't tell a soul".......
Tell me what you think...pretty good? Is it too much out of character? I'm going to add more. Just tell me what you think of this.