*A/N* I finally sat down and made myself write this final chapter. I hope you enjoy this ending. ^_^
Chapter 7
Finally
Puar's eyes filled with tears as she ran to the nearest shelter to get out of the crying rain. Her heart ached and her face was swollen from sadness and despair, "How could he do this... I... I... just don't understand!"
The thunder rolled and the lightening striked as a bewildered Yamcha flew through the streets in search of his companion. He felt a knot in his gut. The one time bandit wasn't sure Puar would forgive him this time. He could only hope. What hope he even had left in his broken heart. Bulma had hurt him so many times, he seemed to be coming back to her out of habit. The more she hurt him, the more he was drawn to her. Bulma Briefs had a way with him, coldhearted or not, he loved her and always had.
Paige sat underneath the canopy of the downtown bakery. She held her chin in her palms, continuing to cry as she watched happy couples walking hand-in-hand through-out the street. Her heart felt as if it would burst from all the hurt and pain she had endured. Why couldn't Yamcha see all the signs that she had been feeding him all these years? Was he blind? Or just stupid? Puar didn't seem to care. She continued to tell herself that she didn't care. Who was she kidding? He had been her world since the day they met, sixteen years ago. Her lips quivered as she sniffled and wiped her tears away, she flung herself into the rain. She walked slowly as the raindrops soaked her aching body. Her makeup ran and her neko ears were beginning to change back to normal. All hope was lost, a little mascara didn't matter. Not anymore. She wasn't pretty enough for Yamcha. She didn't care anymore.
Yamcha held his head in desperation as streams of tears ran down his face. What had he done? Not only did he figure Puar hated him, he just lost his best friend, and the city was too large of a place for Puar. He knew she would get lost and it would take a miracle to find her. The bandit rushed down the streets and alleyways. He called for Puar again and again, seeking her out with such passion as he had never done before. His heart hurt, his mind kept wandering, and his eyes were becoming blurry from the tears. Where was she?
Paige was now Puar once again. Her mind was lost along with her heart. Yamcha had torn her heart up right in front of her and didn't show any sign of remorse. She hated this life. Nothing seemed to be left of her hope. Bulma destroyed any chance Puar had with Yamcha. The neko had worked the past sixteen years of her life to become all Yamcha wanted and he looked right through her and into the eyes of the devil: Bulma Briefs.
Yamcha had finally made out of the main part of town when he spotted Puar by the movie theatre, soaking wet. The usually vain Yamcha took off across the street, yelling her name. He ran into a car and nearly busted through it. The driver looked astonished to see the man continue to run without a scratch. Love is a very powerful thing, even when you don't know thats what it is.
Puar was lying on the sidewalk from the sheer exhaustion from running the streets of West City. Yamcha saw her fall out of the corner of his eye and came running. The kitty's face was still swollen from the tears she cried. She was still mostly human with the exception of her ears, tail, and paws. Her hair was tangled and her fur was drenched in the down-pouring rain. The people just starred as they watched the yellow-jacketed man fly to her rescue. Yamcha picked Puar up and held her close in his arms, "I'm so sorry Puar.... I... I... I can't believe I didn't see it before. She kept hurting me and all I did was hurt you... when you were the only trying to help me.... I'm so ashamed of myself. Puar, please forgive me..." The bandit's tears fell like the rain, hoping his blue companion would forgive him and his selfishness.
The little cat's eyes opened as she looked up into her love's eyes and smiled as the drops rolled down her soft cheeks. Her paw reached up to dry his tears, "Yamcha... I... forgive you..." Yamcha smiled softly, holding her closer, "I will never hurt you again, I swear." Puar smiled slightly in return, "I love you Yamcha... I always have." The bandit kisses her lips softly, "I love you even more, Puar."
And the two walked home as the sunshine came out from hiding and the clouds floated away, along with the lies and lost hope. They were together now, and nothing would tear them apart.
Bulma was sitting in the coffee lounge of Capsule Corp., thinking to herself, "I can't believe I lost him to that cat." She sighed and called up another man, "Hey, wanna go out?"
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Whew... well it took me 4 freaking months but I did it!! WHEW!!!! lol. R/R. I hope you enjoyed this. I may do an alternate ending. Maybe.... _ -GokusBulmaChan
Chapter 7
Finally
Puar's eyes filled with tears as she ran to the nearest shelter to get out of the crying rain. Her heart ached and her face was swollen from sadness and despair, "How could he do this... I... I... just don't understand!"
The thunder rolled and the lightening striked as a bewildered Yamcha flew through the streets in search of his companion. He felt a knot in his gut. The one time bandit wasn't sure Puar would forgive him this time. He could only hope. What hope he even had left in his broken heart. Bulma had hurt him so many times, he seemed to be coming back to her out of habit. The more she hurt him, the more he was drawn to her. Bulma Briefs had a way with him, coldhearted or not, he loved her and always had.
Paige sat underneath the canopy of the downtown bakery. She held her chin in her palms, continuing to cry as she watched happy couples walking hand-in-hand through-out the street. Her heart felt as if it would burst from all the hurt and pain she had endured. Why couldn't Yamcha see all the signs that she had been feeding him all these years? Was he blind? Or just stupid? Puar didn't seem to care. She continued to tell herself that she didn't care. Who was she kidding? He had been her world since the day they met, sixteen years ago. Her lips quivered as she sniffled and wiped her tears away, she flung herself into the rain. She walked slowly as the raindrops soaked her aching body. Her makeup ran and her neko ears were beginning to change back to normal. All hope was lost, a little mascara didn't matter. Not anymore. She wasn't pretty enough for Yamcha. She didn't care anymore.
Yamcha held his head in desperation as streams of tears ran down his face. What had he done? Not only did he figure Puar hated him, he just lost his best friend, and the city was too large of a place for Puar. He knew she would get lost and it would take a miracle to find her. The bandit rushed down the streets and alleyways. He called for Puar again and again, seeking her out with such passion as he had never done before. His heart hurt, his mind kept wandering, and his eyes were becoming blurry from the tears. Where was she?
Paige was now Puar once again. Her mind was lost along with her heart. Yamcha had torn her heart up right in front of her and didn't show any sign of remorse. She hated this life. Nothing seemed to be left of her hope. Bulma destroyed any chance Puar had with Yamcha. The neko had worked the past sixteen years of her life to become all Yamcha wanted and he looked right through her and into the eyes of the devil: Bulma Briefs.
Yamcha had finally made out of the main part of town when he spotted Puar by the movie theatre, soaking wet. The usually vain Yamcha took off across the street, yelling her name. He ran into a car and nearly busted through it. The driver looked astonished to see the man continue to run without a scratch. Love is a very powerful thing, even when you don't know thats what it is.
Puar was lying on the sidewalk from the sheer exhaustion from running the streets of West City. Yamcha saw her fall out of the corner of his eye and came running. The kitty's face was still swollen from the tears she cried. She was still mostly human with the exception of her ears, tail, and paws. Her hair was tangled and her fur was drenched in the down-pouring rain. The people just starred as they watched the yellow-jacketed man fly to her rescue. Yamcha picked Puar up and held her close in his arms, "I'm so sorry Puar.... I... I... I can't believe I didn't see it before. She kept hurting me and all I did was hurt you... when you were the only trying to help me.... I'm so ashamed of myself. Puar, please forgive me..." The bandit's tears fell like the rain, hoping his blue companion would forgive him and his selfishness.
The little cat's eyes opened as she looked up into her love's eyes and smiled as the drops rolled down her soft cheeks. Her paw reached up to dry his tears, "Yamcha... I... forgive you..." Yamcha smiled softly, holding her closer, "I will never hurt you again, I swear." Puar smiled slightly in return, "I love you Yamcha... I always have." The bandit kisses her lips softly, "I love you even more, Puar."
And the two walked home as the sunshine came out from hiding and the clouds floated away, along with the lies and lost hope. They were together now, and nothing would tear them apart.
Bulma was sitting in the coffee lounge of Capsule Corp., thinking to herself, "I can't believe I lost him to that cat." She sighed and called up another man, "Hey, wanna go out?"
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Whew... well it took me 4 freaking months but I did it!! WHEW!!!! lol. R/R. I hope you enjoyed this. I may do an alternate ending. Maybe.... _ -GokusBulmaChan
