hello again every1!!! i hope u brought kleenex, coz dis 1 is almost as sad
as the last.
this is the sequel 2 my story: Forever
ps: i dont own dragon ball z.
Cruel.
Vegeta's head shot up, dark eyes widened in surprise. He knew she would take it hard, but not this hard. He knew he shouldn't have done that. He needed her, not just to cook, but to love. He loved her. He loved her more than life itself. Without her he wasn't complete, wasn't whole. And he never even toldher. Never told her how much she meant to him, how much she brightened up his day. He would never see that bright caring smile again, never look into those crystalline, azure eyes, or touch that creamy, silken skin. Oh how he longed for her. He wished to Dende that she had never ended her life, not like that. Trunks & Bra would now call him cruel. His own flesh & blood! He didn't want to think about it. All he knew was he couldn't live without her. His eyes were drawn to where he kept his father's dagger.
*Maybe....*
His face set he knew what he had to do.
*I love you*
His eyes softened. He smiled.
*See you soon*
He had been so cruel to her. He was now going to make up for that. He gripped the blade's handle. So much cruelty. It was now going to end. A tear rolled down his cheek. His first. And last
He lifted the blade.
*cruel*
The blade fell.
*so cruel...*
The raging storm died, and the winds calmed. Clouds cleared to reveal a shining sun. It's rays shone down, highlighting the face of a man. A man at peace.
******************************************************************* okay minna! that was a bit less sad. i know i'm cruel, killing of two ppl, but im best a writing death and trauma. depressing, isnt it? lol Tsu
Cruel.
Vegeta's head shot up, dark eyes widened in surprise. He knew she would take it hard, but not this hard. He knew he shouldn't have done that. He needed her, not just to cook, but to love. He loved her. He loved her more than life itself. Without her he wasn't complete, wasn't whole. And he never even toldher. Never told her how much she meant to him, how much she brightened up his day. He would never see that bright caring smile again, never look into those crystalline, azure eyes, or touch that creamy, silken skin. Oh how he longed for her. He wished to Dende that she had never ended her life, not like that. Trunks & Bra would now call him cruel. His own flesh & blood! He didn't want to think about it. All he knew was he couldn't live without her. His eyes were drawn to where he kept his father's dagger.
*Maybe....*
His face set he knew what he had to do.
*I love you*
His eyes softened. He smiled.
*See you soon*
He had been so cruel to her. He was now going to make up for that. He gripped the blade's handle. So much cruelty. It was now going to end. A tear rolled down his cheek. His first. And last
He lifted the blade.
*cruel*
The blade fell.
*so cruel...*
The raging storm died, and the winds calmed. Clouds cleared to reveal a shining sun. It's rays shone down, highlighting the face of a man. A man at peace.
******************************************************************* okay minna! that was a bit less sad. i know i'm cruel, killing of two ppl, but im best a writing death and trauma. depressing, isnt it? lol Tsu