a shadowed figure slowly approached a grave in the midst of others. Rain streaked down his face as well as a tear or two. His shaking hands held a scraggled piece of paper, put in a ziplock bag to prevent the fragile ink from running. The man settled in front of the five year old grave, laid the bag on it, and put a stone over over. He stood up, and walked away.
Dear Bulma
I can hardly believe its been five years since your death. Five years since that damn motherfucker ran you off the road. You are probably bloody angry with for never coming until now. I know Kakarott, baldy, the namek, and the asshole have paid their repects, but I have not. Your funeral was probably the worst thing that i've ever had to do. With a 12 year old boy unable to stop crying, and a 2 year old girl tugging continuously at your pant leg, saying "Wheres kassan? wheres kassan?" and your son yells "Kassan's dead!" and storms out. Your daughter immediatly bursts into tears, and clings to your leg, hoping for comfort. but the only thing you can do is hold back your tears and your curses and stare.
That first night without you was beyond all cruel punishment. Knowing you were gone for good. Knowing that you were never coming back. Knowing I was alone. I think my heart stopped beating that night, and it hasnt been beating ever since. I am dead inside Bulma. My physical body keeps moving, but my mental body died when you did. God I miss you. I miss your eyes, and your hair, and the way you'd say "SHUT UP veggie Guts!" when you were mad at me, and "I love you veggie-chan" when you loved me. I always loved you. I dont know what would have become of me had I never found you. I would have gone on destroying things then eventually killing myself.
I remember the first time I met you. At first site I thought you were gorgeous. Beautiful. And you were. You were until the day you left me. As much as you annoyed me, I always loved you. I still do love you. I will never love anyone the way I did you. I Don't think I ever said the words "I love you" straight. I twisted them around, or showed my love physically. Not that theres anything wrong with physical love. But i'm telling you now straight up. I love you. I know its about 5 years too late, maybe a lifetime late is more accurate, but now i've said it. Ok. I am going to take a break from this and try to get some sense of life back before I move on to the most dreaded section of this letter. Memories.
TWO WEEKS LATER
Ok, I think i'm ready now. Sorry that took so long to work up the guts to write this. I am just going to start from the beginning and work my way to the end.
I Met you almost 20 years ago. You were 18, I was 19. We were both just kids. You had a sassy way about you, while I was a cold-hearted killer. Your beauty was what stopped me from ending your life. I instructed nappa and all my men not to harm you. Frieza was killed, and you were nice enough to let me stay in your house. By that little gesture of hospitality, our life together truly started. At first, you just couldnt do anything, not even be in the same room together, we hated each other so much. But little by little, we grew closer and closer.
I remember that day so well. you were in the hallway, putting towels in the linen closet, mumbling to yourself. I walked by and glanced at you awkwardly.
"um...onna, I could have sworn the towels went in the other closet" I said, pointing. You glared at me, then dropped it.
"I have just been having a really bad day today" you muttered, hanging your head. I was feeling particularly cocky that day, so I smirked and tilted your chin up. You looked at me with tired eyes.
"nani vegeta" you whispered.
I just pushed you gently against the wall and pinned your wrists on either sie of you with my arms.
"na-" you start, but I dont give you time to finish. I brush my lips across your neck and you shut up right away. I then kiss your lips, soft at first, then more passionatly. You kiss me back with the same passion. The passion that had been building for nearly 2 years and all let out that night. That night, trunks was concieved.


I thanked Kami every day and night for you. Nothing has been the same since that fateful day. I gotta hand it to you, you tamed the most rambuntious man in the universe. I never got a chance to tell you how much i adored and cherished you. You were a goddess to me, my shine of life. I breathed you in, took in your essence, and it gave me the strength to live. I miss you so much. I know that you wouldnt want me to be sad, but come on woman, you can't believe that i can just live my life normally anymore. It is so hard raising the kids by myself. Bra is seven now, and is just now starting to really ask questions about you. She doesnt really remember you very much. She asks questions like "What did kassan look like?" or "who would do something like that to her?" and "Did you cry?" These questions are so hard for me to answer. Trunks isnt the same kid he was before you died. he's 17, and extremely shy. He misses you as much as i do, maybe even a little more. You were basically his parent. I was more of the grouchy guy who lived with you. i never took proper care of the boy, and its come back to haunt me now. And Bra...Bulma i cannot take care of a girl! Especially when she becomes a teenager...i'm going to have to by her bras and feminen napkin thingys, and all that girl stuff. That is for the mother to do. The mother is supposed to get joy out of buying her daughter "grown up" stuff. The mother is supposed to cry happily and hug her daughter when her daughter becomes a woman. But what does the father do? what can the father do? We cant have "the talk" with our kids, that is the mothers job. We cant talk about things like
that. The only thing i know about Trunks is that he doesnt like carrots, and the only thing i know about Bra is that she is constantly primping in the mirror. That also reminds me of you. She is identical to you. Beautiful blue hair, blue eyes, an evil smirk that comes in close contest with yours and mine. whenever i look at her, i see you shining through........................................................................................




Dammit woman, i need you!!




End of Part 1. R and R