Disclaimer: Now, I know this will be a shock to you all, but please, don't die on me. All right, here I go –swallows hard- I, I don't own Dragonball Z! All right, are you all alright? I know it was tough, but I think we'll be able to make it…I hope…
Chapter 1
Sayian Songs: Lullaby
Vegeta stood on top of Capsule Corp. looking up at the sky. It seemed lonely up there with no moon. The stars seemed to be lost, shy even, as if they were still not used to be such attention, even after all these years. They wanted the glowing orb to avert people's eyes, but because certain people were terribly bright, blowing up the moon had been the best idea they could come up with. And he didn't like it. None of them, not he, not Kakkarot, not any of the brats, not one of them had a tail. But no one took the incentive to wish back the moon, and he knew full well he couldn't do it. No, no matter how much he was "part of the group" he was still a villain. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, right? He couldn't ask Bulma for the dragon radar, and he couldn't find the balls with out them, and he couldn't ask for someone else to do it.
"Why?" would come the suspicious question. "Are you planning something?"
Yes, he answered them silently, I'm planning to fix the mistake you made. And after that I might kill you all just to be spiteful. He rolled his eyes. If anyone else heard that- well, Kakkarot would have already been here and killed him before he blinked again.
He sighed quietly. It was cold up here, but he wouldn't go inside. Not until he was sure everyone else would be asleep.
But it wasn't just cold up here physically. Inside he was cold, even if he wouldn't admit it aloud. He missed his world, he missed his life. Hell, he had, in a way, had a better life under Frieza for a while there. He had had friends, real friends. God, he missed them.
Unthinkingly, he began to sing softly a tune he had known all his life.
"Deixe o sopro dos ventos
O caro,
O caro,
E deixe a danca das folhas
Como o céu abre
E derrama para for a de seu coração
Deixe o planeta cantar
O caro,
O caro,
Deixais lhe tudo seja
E como as ascensões da lua
O caro,
O caro,
Então é nossa volta a jogar."
Everyone should be asleep now. It was late enough. He could go inside now. He could go inside and not remember any longer. Sleep would bring the comforting, numbing darkness which he had grown to rely on.
Sleep…
Sleep…
"Sleep," whispered a chorus of voices. But Vegeta could not hear them, to him they were just memories.
Song translation:
Let the winds blow
Dear one,
Dear one,
And let the leaves dance.
As the sky opens,
And pours out its heart,
Let the planet sing,
Dear one,
Dear one,
Let it all be
And as the moon rises,
Dear one,
Dear one,
Then it is our turn to play.
A/N: All right, this is my first DBZ fic that I've been brave enough to post. This fic is going to be different from the rest of my fics (I'm hoping) while it will undoubtly turn into slash, and have mentions of previous slash, all the songs in this story are songs I wrote personally. But just so you all know I DID NOT make up a Sayian language, and some of you may have already recognized that. Sayian is actually Porteguse. I would gladly take the credit but for free someone may know that, call me on it, and then I would be horribly embarrassed –grins- Ah well, we can't all make up languages. I don't know if anyone liked the first song, its just a lullaby that Sayian mothers sang to their children. Next chapter may more may not be longer, the goal for this story is for a chapter, probably not longer than this, every day from Monday- Friday. So the next chapter should be coming out on Monday.
And since this is the only DBZ story I have posted up so far, I would appreciate it if you would all be nice to me. I know its slow getting started, but the plot will pick up, and Goku will arrive next chapter- have no fear! Remo