Wow here's a new one. Don't think I have much more to say, but read on.
It's another annoyingly short why oh why won't she finish it sorta fic. Not
much romance so far, but I'm not a romance sorta person. Plenty of good
wholesome angst tho, so enjoy!
~
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl.
Tell me what you see.
The girl is pale and her hair is dark.
Tell me what you see.
She is bleeding. From her wrists. She does nothing to stop it.
Tell me what you see.
She holds a knife in her hands. The blade - it had blood on it.
Tell me what you see.
Blood. Her blood. Dripping from her wrists. And the blade.
Tell me what you see.
She used the blade on herself. I have to help her!
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl with dark hair and bleeding wrists. And her eyes are black. As black as death.
~
"Hey, Pan-chan!" She whirled around. That voice.
"Hey, Uncle Goten! What's up?"
"Don't call me Uncle. Nothing much, I was around, thought I might seek you out."
"How flattering. You up for ice-cream?" He zoomed off, Pan close on his tail. "I shouldn't have asked."
They strolled through the park, after getting their ice cream. The day was tranquil, the sun gentle on the blazing autumn flora. The breeze was still warm from summer, melting the ice cream ever so slightly, but Pan kept the ends of her long sleeves bunched up in her fists, pulling them tight. "So my little Panny-chan, what have you been up to these past few months?"
"Don't call me that! I haven't done a lot..... Work's boring, no love life..... How about you? Gotta be more interesting than me."
"Nope, I'm the same..... Only I don't even work. My best friend's married to his career and my favourite niece is all the way over here! Been bludging at home 'til some random friends decide to include me at the spur of the moment to go somewhere..... I miss dragging Trunks out of his office with you; it's not the same without you there. You still haven't given me a legitimate answer to why you left."
"Don't ask me that. You know I can't tell you. I've told you that a million times."
"Nah, more like a hundred and thirty seven. I've missed you, Pan. Why did you have to leave? Why did you have to leave me?"
"I wasn't leaving you. I just had to get out, you know how oppressing Grandma and Daddy can be, don't you?"
"I guess..... Let's just forget that and enjoy what time we have left together."
"That's fine by me," she chirped, linking her Uncle's arm with her own.
~
Now, Pan. That was a lie.
That doesn't matter. He shouldn't have to know.
But if you told him, wouldn't all your problems be solved?
No. That would make more problems. He's my Uncle!
Does that really matter? Does that matter in something like this? In love?
~
"Seeya Goten! Come back soon," Pan yelled from the roof of her apartment block, waving her arms in the air like crazy.
"I've visited you already! Next time, you come see me!"
"Goten!"
"Alright, alright..... I'll come back as soon as I can, ok?"
"Good boy. Seeya then!"
"Bye!"
She watched her Uncle disappear over the horizon as the tiniest of specks. "Bye, Goten. I love you."
~
Tell me what you see.
It's that girl again.
Tell me what you see.
She's crying. She's not moving, just letting those crystalline tears roll down her cheeks. She's so pale!
Tell me what you see.
Wait, her lips are moving! She's whispering something. A name?
Tell me what you see.
Her hand's moving. It's clutching her heart.
Tell me what you see.
I think this girl's in love.
Tell me what you see.
Her hand's moving down. To something on the table.
Tell me what you see.
She picked the thing up. It's glinting. It has something matted on it too. Matted and brown.
Tell me what you see.
It's the knife! Matted with blood! She's bringing it close to her other hand.
Tell me what you see.
She'll do it? Why will she hurt herself like that? Is it her love?
Tell me what you see.
She did it! The blood is pouring out so fast!
Tell me what you see.
The blood is going everywhere! She'll bleed herself to death! I have to help her!
Tell me what you see.
It's splashing and spurting! I can smell it! Some of it sprayed onto a pane between us.
Tell me what you see.
A pane? Could it be a window? A mirror?
Tell me what you see.
Those eyes! They're deathly black! They're as black as..... as..... mine.
~
"Hey, Goten! What's up with the call?"
"Nothing, just checking up." 'I wanted to hear your voice.'
"Well since you called, may as well dump all my turmoils on you....."
'Turmoils? My Pan-chan? What could be wrong?' "Ok, shoot."
"Well I keep getting this feeling that I need to save someone, like they're crying out for my help but I'm just off hearing distance....." she trailed off.
"Go on," he prompted.
"But then I get flashes of memory, like as if I'd been in two places at the same time, but could only remember one of them clearly, and the other's just there... somehow..... am I confusing you?"
"I think you're confusing yourself, but go on. I want to know if I can help."
"Those flashes, they were really clear at the time, but my memory keeps losing grasp of them, and suddenly it's as if it's never been there in the first place..... You're right..... I am confusing myself..... I'm not making any sense, am I?"
"You're doing fine. Just keep talking and we'll make some sense of it somehow."
"You're wonderful, you know, Goten?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Baka... Well anyway, in these flashes, I think they're all different, but I keep seeing the same person... I think... It might be the person I need to help. And I'm standing in front of something. I dunno what it is, why it's there, but somehow I know it's the most significant bit. It's in between that person and me. And all these flashes put together make up one big story, but I can't remember anything else. I don't even remember when these flashes happened!"
"Well when you said you needed to help someone, I was thinking about the world being peaceful for so long, but you've been fighting since the day you were born, so you wanted to do something a little like that... but your story makes it all a little weird... Do you think they might have been a dream you keep recalling?"
"It might be... who knows the workings of this strange little mind?"
Goten laughs, as does Pan. The sound is music to his ears, ignoring the static over the long distance phone call. "Dreams are like that... Crazy. I had this dream once... I was soaring over a field of something or other, then I landed in the middle of it and saw that it was corn. But when I went to take a closer look, they turned out to be hotdogs and some dude was carrying one of those hotdog selling thingies they have at football games but it turned into the World Martial Arts Tournament and I won and the first prize was a years unlimited supply of hotdogs and croutons."
There was silence at the other end of the line. 'Where is she? Is she ok?'
"Pan? You there?"
"Oh! Um... yeah... Is food all you ever think about?"
'Other than you,' "Probably."
"Ah... I see... Well I gotta go soon but it's been great talking to you!"
"Yeah, you too."
"Well, bye!"
"Seeya!" The line went dead. "I love you."
~
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl. In a woman's body. No. A woman in a girl's body.
Tell me what you see.
The girl, or woman, is crying. She keeps saying a name.
Tell me what you see.
Her lips. Pale. Forming that same word over and over again.
Tell me what you see.
The word is 'Goten'.
Tell me what you see.
This girl is clenching her heart. She loves Goten.
Tell me what you see.
She is not allowed to love Goten. She does not if Goten could love a child like her.
Tell me what you see.
She is pleading for Goten to know. To know that she is a woman.
Tell me what you see.
She is pleading for him to accept. Accept the fact that she is his niece.
Tell me what you see
I see no blade, but her wrists slash open and bleed uncontrollably.
Tell me what you see.
Her heart clenches on itself, the pressure to strong. How does this make her bleed?
Tell me what you see.
Her eyes. Black as death. They are mine.
~
[Open chat room]
[Boopadop enters the conversation.]
[Saiyagirl enters the conversation.]
Boopadop: Hey Pan!
Saiyagirl: Who's this?
Boopadop: *gasp*! You don't remember me? This saddens me greatly.
Saiyagirl: Ohi Goten!!! How'd you get my contact?
Boopadop: You gave it to me, remember?
Saiyagirl: And you could only bother to find me now?
Boopadop: Hey! I just got the Internet yesterday! Still trying to work it out. I only got it so I could talk to you, y'know...
Saiyagirl: Aww that's so sweet!
Boopadop: I know, I know... You owe me. Now you'll have to come back doubly as fast =D
Saiyagirl: Nah... Now that you've got the Internet we can talk over here from now until forever! =P
Boopadop: Aww no fair! After all that trouble I've gone through to get his hooked up, this is the thanks I get?
[Boopadop retreats to a desolate corner to cry]
Saiyagirl: Goten you know I didn't mean it!
Saiyagirl: Goten?
Saiyagirl: Goten!
Saiyagirl:
Saiyagirl:
Saiyagirl: Uncle!
Boopadop: Don't call me that!
Saiyagirl: You wouldn't answer.
Boopadop: Aww... lil Panny-can missed Goten-woten?
Saiyagirl: Goten-woten?
Boopadop: Hey It was the best I could come up with!
Saiyagirl: Cute. Very cute.
Boopadop: I gotta go soon... Mum made thirteen different dinosaur meat dishes today =9 She said it was to celebrate our connection to cyberspace... You think mum's weird sometimes?
Saiyagirl: Of course! Just be grateful she thinks it's a good thing. And for tonight's dinner.
Boopadop: Well, duh! I gotta go now... mum's calling!
Saiyagirl: Just one thing before you go...
Saiyagirl: Aishiteru.
[Saiyagirl has left the conversation]
Boopadop: Pan?
Boopadop: Pan!
Boopadop: Aishiteru, Pan-chan.
[Boopadop has left the conversation]
[Close chat room]
~
Tell me what you see.
It's the girl.
Tell me what you see.
She thinks she's done something terrible.
Tell me what you see.
She has. She told Goten her feeling for him.
Tell me what you see.
She thinks Goten hates her now.
Tell me what you see.
Blood. She is weeping blood.
Tell me what you see.
She has forgotten the knife.
Tell me what you see.
She begins tearing at her own flesh with her nails.
Tell me what you see.
She's trying to claw away her humiliation.
Tell me what you see.
She won't stop crying. Her heart is bleeding, as is the rest of her.
Tell me what you see.
She has broken down, helpless.
Tell me what you see.
Tears and flesh and hate and blood.
Tell me what you see.
Hate for herself. She despises herself for what she has done.
Tell me what you see.
A girl. Helpless. I must help her.
Tell me what you see.
I see eyes, deathly black as deadly death.
Tell me what you see.
Those eyes are my own.
Tell me what you see.
I see me.
~
A.N. I am planning on continuing this... Ever so sorry about 'Downfall'. I'm a one-shot wonder. Review, flame, comment. any feedback is welcome. Not much G/P, but not much anyone else, ne?
~Opal~
~
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl.
Tell me what you see.
The girl is pale and her hair is dark.
Tell me what you see.
She is bleeding. From her wrists. She does nothing to stop it.
Tell me what you see.
She holds a knife in her hands. The blade - it had blood on it.
Tell me what you see.
Blood. Her blood. Dripping from her wrists. And the blade.
Tell me what you see.
She used the blade on herself. I have to help her!
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl with dark hair and bleeding wrists. And her eyes are black. As black as death.
~
"Hey, Pan-chan!" She whirled around. That voice.
"Hey, Uncle Goten! What's up?"
"Don't call me Uncle. Nothing much, I was around, thought I might seek you out."
"How flattering. You up for ice-cream?" He zoomed off, Pan close on his tail. "I shouldn't have asked."
They strolled through the park, after getting their ice cream. The day was tranquil, the sun gentle on the blazing autumn flora. The breeze was still warm from summer, melting the ice cream ever so slightly, but Pan kept the ends of her long sleeves bunched up in her fists, pulling them tight. "So my little Panny-chan, what have you been up to these past few months?"
"Don't call me that! I haven't done a lot..... Work's boring, no love life..... How about you? Gotta be more interesting than me."
"Nope, I'm the same..... Only I don't even work. My best friend's married to his career and my favourite niece is all the way over here! Been bludging at home 'til some random friends decide to include me at the spur of the moment to go somewhere..... I miss dragging Trunks out of his office with you; it's not the same without you there. You still haven't given me a legitimate answer to why you left."
"Don't ask me that. You know I can't tell you. I've told you that a million times."
"Nah, more like a hundred and thirty seven. I've missed you, Pan. Why did you have to leave? Why did you have to leave me?"
"I wasn't leaving you. I just had to get out, you know how oppressing Grandma and Daddy can be, don't you?"
"I guess..... Let's just forget that and enjoy what time we have left together."
"That's fine by me," she chirped, linking her Uncle's arm with her own.
~
Now, Pan. That was a lie.
That doesn't matter. He shouldn't have to know.
But if you told him, wouldn't all your problems be solved?
No. That would make more problems. He's my Uncle!
Does that really matter? Does that matter in something like this? In love?
~
"Seeya Goten! Come back soon," Pan yelled from the roof of her apartment block, waving her arms in the air like crazy.
"I've visited you already! Next time, you come see me!"
"Goten!"
"Alright, alright..... I'll come back as soon as I can, ok?"
"Good boy. Seeya then!"
"Bye!"
She watched her Uncle disappear over the horizon as the tiniest of specks. "Bye, Goten. I love you."
~
Tell me what you see.
It's that girl again.
Tell me what you see.
She's crying. She's not moving, just letting those crystalline tears roll down her cheeks. She's so pale!
Tell me what you see.
Wait, her lips are moving! She's whispering something. A name?
Tell me what you see.
Her hand's moving. It's clutching her heart.
Tell me what you see.
I think this girl's in love.
Tell me what you see.
Her hand's moving down. To something on the table.
Tell me what you see.
She picked the thing up. It's glinting. It has something matted on it too. Matted and brown.
Tell me what you see.
It's the knife! Matted with blood! She's bringing it close to her other hand.
Tell me what you see.
She'll do it? Why will she hurt herself like that? Is it her love?
Tell me what you see.
She did it! The blood is pouring out so fast!
Tell me what you see.
The blood is going everywhere! She'll bleed herself to death! I have to help her!
Tell me what you see.
It's splashing and spurting! I can smell it! Some of it sprayed onto a pane between us.
Tell me what you see.
A pane? Could it be a window? A mirror?
Tell me what you see.
Those eyes! They're deathly black! They're as black as..... as..... mine.
~
"Hey, Goten! What's up with the call?"
"Nothing, just checking up." 'I wanted to hear your voice.'
"Well since you called, may as well dump all my turmoils on you....."
'Turmoils? My Pan-chan? What could be wrong?' "Ok, shoot."
"Well I keep getting this feeling that I need to save someone, like they're crying out for my help but I'm just off hearing distance....." she trailed off.
"Go on," he prompted.
"But then I get flashes of memory, like as if I'd been in two places at the same time, but could only remember one of them clearly, and the other's just there... somehow..... am I confusing you?"
"I think you're confusing yourself, but go on. I want to know if I can help."
"Those flashes, they were really clear at the time, but my memory keeps losing grasp of them, and suddenly it's as if it's never been there in the first place..... You're right..... I am confusing myself..... I'm not making any sense, am I?"
"You're doing fine. Just keep talking and we'll make some sense of it somehow."
"You're wonderful, you know, Goten?"
"Yeah, I know."
"Baka... Well anyway, in these flashes, I think they're all different, but I keep seeing the same person... I think... It might be the person I need to help. And I'm standing in front of something. I dunno what it is, why it's there, but somehow I know it's the most significant bit. It's in between that person and me. And all these flashes put together make up one big story, but I can't remember anything else. I don't even remember when these flashes happened!"
"Well when you said you needed to help someone, I was thinking about the world being peaceful for so long, but you've been fighting since the day you were born, so you wanted to do something a little like that... but your story makes it all a little weird... Do you think they might have been a dream you keep recalling?"
"It might be... who knows the workings of this strange little mind?"
Goten laughs, as does Pan. The sound is music to his ears, ignoring the static over the long distance phone call. "Dreams are like that... Crazy. I had this dream once... I was soaring over a field of something or other, then I landed in the middle of it and saw that it was corn. But when I went to take a closer look, they turned out to be hotdogs and some dude was carrying one of those hotdog selling thingies they have at football games but it turned into the World Martial Arts Tournament and I won and the first prize was a years unlimited supply of hotdogs and croutons."
There was silence at the other end of the line. 'Where is she? Is she ok?'
"Pan? You there?"
"Oh! Um... yeah... Is food all you ever think about?"
'Other than you,' "Probably."
"Ah... I see... Well I gotta go soon but it's been great talking to you!"
"Yeah, you too."
"Well, bye!"
"Seeya!" The line went dead. "I love you."
~
Tell me what you see.
I see a girl. In a woman's body. No. A woman in a girl's body.
Tell me what you see.
The girl, or woman, is crying. She keeps saying a name.
Tell me what you see.
Her lips. Pale. Forming that same word over and over again.
Tell me what you see.
The word is 'Goten'.
Tell me what you see.
This girl is clenching her heart. She loves Goten.
Tell me what you see.
She is not allowed to love Goten. She does not if Goten could love a child like her.
Tell me what you see.
She is pleading for Goten to know. To know that she is a woman.
Tell me what you see.
She is pleading for him to accept. Accept the fact that she is his niece.
Tell me what you see
I see no blade, but her wrists slash open and bleed uncontrollably.
Tell me what you see.
Her heart clenches on itself, the pressure to strong. How does this make her bleed?
Tell me what you see.
Her eyes. Black as death. They are mine.
~
[Open chat room]
[Boopadop enters the conversation.]
[Saiyagirl enters the conversation.]
Boopadop: Hey Pan!
Saiyagirl: Who's this?
Boopadop: *gasp*! You don't remember me? This saddens me greatly.
Saiyagirl: Ohi Goten!!! How'd you get my contact?
Boopadop: You gave it to me, remember?
Saiyagirl: And you could only bother to find me now?
Boopadop: Hey! I just got the Internet yesterday! Still trying to work it out. I only got it so I could talk to you, y'know...
Saiyagirl: Aww that's so sweet!
Boopadop: I know, I know... You owe me. Now you'll have to come back doubly as fast =D
Saiyagirl: Nah... Now that you've got the Internet we can talk over here from now until forever! =P
Boopadop: Aww no fair! After all that trouble I've gone through to get his hooked up, this is the thanks I get?
[Boopadop retreats to a desolate corner to cry]
Saiyagirl: Goten you know I didn't mean it!
Saiyagirl: Goten?
Saiyagirl: Goten!
Saiyagirl:
Saiyagirl:
Saiyagirl: Uncle!
Boopadop: Don't call me that!
Saiyagirl: You wouldn't answer.
Boopadop: Aww... lil Panny-can missed Goten-woten?
Saiyagirl: Goten-woten?
Boopadop: Hey It was the best I could come up with!
Saiyagirl: Cute. Very cute.
Boopadop: I gotta go soon... Mum made thirteen different dinosaur meat dishes today =9 She said it was to celebrate our connection to cyberspace... You think mum's weird sometimes?
Saiyagirl: Of course! Just be grateful she thinks it's a good thing. And for tonight's dinner.
Boopadop: Well, duh! I gotta go now... mum's calling!
Saiyagirl: Just one thing before you go...
Saiyagirl: Aishiteru.
[Saiyagirl has left the conversation]
Boopadop: Pan?
Boopadop: Pan!
Boopadop: Aishiteru, Pan-chan.
[Boopadop has left the conversation]
[Close chat room]
~
Tell me what you see.
It's the girl.
Tell me what you see.
She thinks she's done something terrible.
Tell me what you see.
She has. She told Goten her feeling for him.
Tell me what you see.
She thinks Goten hates her now.
Tell me what you see.
Blood. She is weeping blood.
Tell me what you see.
She has forgotten the knife.
Tell me what you see.
She begins tearing at her own flesh with her nails.
Tell me what you see.
She's trying to claw away her humiliation.
Tell me what you see.
She won't stop crying. Her heart is bleeding, as is the rest of her.
Tell me what you see.
She has broken down, helpless.
Tell me what you see.
Tears and flesh and hate and blood.
Tell me what you see.
Hate for herself. She despises herself for what she has done.
Tell me what you see.
A girl. Helpless. I must help her.
Tell me what you see.
I see eyes, deathly black as deadly death.
Tell me what you see.
Those eyes are my own.
Tell me what you see.
I see me.
~
A.N. I am planning on continuing this... Ever so sorry about 'Downfall'. I'm a one-shot wonder. Review, flame, comment. any feedback is welcome. Not much G/P, but not much anyone else, ne?
~Opal~