Well, this is my first fic (songfic)... after 10, 11 years? Unfortunately I've lost everything I wrote and so I regret not being able to upload...
This fic is a series of dreams : some of Bulma and Vegeta others .
Important:
Italics: dreaming.
Normal: while they are awake.
" " Quotes , thoughts .
- - Script : dialogue.
The spanish songs carry the English translation.
I recommend listening to the song while reading ... :3
Note! There may be some Lemon later.
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z belongs to Akira Toriyama, and songs to their respective artists clarified in parentheses.
The original spanish version belongs to me (I wrote it), so I didn't stole it al all.
I'm waiting for reviews! : D And translation advices too.
Because of Fanfiction Rules & Guidelines I can't rewrite the lyrics of the songs. (I'm not allowed) So, please, read or listen the songs yourself. I'm so sorry about that but there's nothing I can do about it.
If you don't find my story anymore it's because admins deleted it for some reason I can't understand. A lot of authors translate fics to another language. And this is MY story, so I give myself permission to do it.
Again, sorry...
Extraterrestrial
[Bulma]
The first 130 days were the hardest... I was really exhausted. The only thing going through my mind was entering my room, giving me a good bubble bath, put on my favorite pajamas (and why not the most comfortable) and sleep for hours... During the time we were on Namek , break was something very difficult to achieve, rather say impossible. Every night was beset by nightmares: Vegeta trying to steal dragon ball from us, Frieza attacking us, Goku lost in space, etc, etc...
That evening my mother shown Vegeta what, from now on, would be his room. I was watching from the other side of the aisle, hidden behind the wall. I did not want to admit it but the reality is that that Saiyan frightened me a little. Despite that, I had decided not to show it or at least try. Sometimes I thought that this kind of 'beings' fed with fear... and of course I was not going to contribute magnifying it.
I was watching them secretly. On one side was my mother with a huge smile on his face, she was glad with him... in fact, she had spoken about the prince since he saw him for the first time that day until late at night... it was exhausting. Meanwhile, Vegeta, with the only existing expression on his face. Has this man no gestures?
-Young Vegeta, this will be your room. I hope you feel at ease. If you need anything, do not hesitate to call- my mother said.
He did not answer. I was already beginning to assume that it was a totally immutable person when suddenly I noticed a look of discomfort, shame, a sense of harassment over his face. I also feel like this being in his place. My mother just would not let him alone, and that it was just the first day!
Before entering the room, Vegeta turned his head looking toward me. Nearly the speed of light, I completely concealed behind the wall. "Hmmm... he could feel my presence" I thought bringing my hand to my mouth. Then I felt the blow of the closing door and my mother's heels back to the livingroom. "I think it's time to sleep..."
(ET by Katy Perry ft Kanye West)
I was on Earth, but it had been completely destroyed. Maybe had thought that I were in another planet but no. Every thing I saw was burned, destroyed or gutted. I tripped over into technological artifacts, many of them with our company logo .
No traces of civilization.
-Hey, is anyone here?- I asked desperately. My voice trembled.
I turned around. I see a silhouette of a man but I can not recognize her face.
-Yamcha, is it you?- even with fear.
He comes closer to me. As it walk I can notice any of his features. Black hair.
-Yamcha! You're alive!- almost cry tears of emotion.
I rush towards him. I stop suddenly to see her face: Vegeta, but with the body of my boyfriend. His eyes were red. Was it him or not? Perhaps we were the only two survivors?
-Ve -vegeta... what happened...? You... you did this?-
He takes my wrist with violence. No matter what I can not free myself.
-Now you'll obey my orders...- said smiling mischievously.
Stirred awake, sweaty, trying to take all the air. My heart pounding...
"Looks like being home will not stop my nightmares ..."