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Be sure to check out the fabulous author, Ouji Vejita! I've never read any of this author's stories, but I can't wait to. Don't forget to check out penname Ouji Vegita!
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By 10: 00 the next morning, Bulma had already been dropped off at home. There were only six more days until the party, and still no partner.Bulma sighed. It was hopeless.
Bulma knew that Vegeta would be home for dinner, anything for food, so she prepared ad much as she would any night. But Vegeta didn't come back.
Bulma sat down on her bed. Once again, she began to cry. Bulma was alone again. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had liked Vegeta, and now she missed him. . :Why did he have to leave? It's so unfair! : . Bulma turned on the radio. Music always calmed her down.
There you were, when met met.
You were eating a burito
With a girl, some brunet,
At Al Teroscko.
Then you smiled, like you knew
That someday we'd be together
And together we were
For a whi-ile.
How do I feel?
Ever since I walked away from you.
I miss you for real,
Everyday of my life.
How do I feel?
Now that its over,
When the thing that I miss the most,
Is missin' you.
Bulma turned off the radio and cried some more. Not even the radio could calm her. It reminded her of how she felt. She missed Vegeta, for real. Bulma turned the radio back on and went to another channel.
Take my heart but please don't break it,
Love… was made for me and you!
Bulma turned the radio off again. The song also reminded her of how she felt. Her heart and been taken and broken. Bulma turned on the radio one last time to try to find something more calming.
Go on, go on.
Leave me breathless!
Go on…
Bulma turned the radio back off. "Whydid Vegeta have to go on?" she screamed before breaking back out into tears. It was hopeless. Everything reminded her of Vegeta.
Meanwhile, Vegeta had gone to another planet. Planet Vegeta, to be exact. . : If I have to stay away from woman, then I can't go back. So I cannot see anyone back there, or I might see woman. I have nowhere to go. But I cannot stay here. : . Vegeta decided to fly back down to Earth.
(A/N: Okay, I know how much Saiyan-Angel loves the character Marth, so this part is dedicated 2 her.)
Vegeta walked up to the door of the swordsman Marth.
Marth opened the door. "Yes? Who are you?"
"I am Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans."
"Well, Vegeta, why are you here?" Marth asked.
"I was wondering if you had a spare sword, or old sword I could have." He explained.
"Why, yes, certainly. I'll be right back." Marth said befor leaving and returning with an old sword.
Vegeta huffed and left.
Vegeta flew over to Bulma's backyard. Bulma looked out the window and saw.
"Vegeta!" Bulma cried. She was so happy to see him! Bulma ran downstairs.
. : Oh no. Woman is coming. I better do this quick. : . Vegeta stabbed himself just before Bulma had gotten outside.
Bulma's face was struck with horror. She ran over to Vegeta and put her hand over his heart. Bulma ran back inside and called 9-1-1.
Two hours later, Bulma was in the waiting room of the hospital, waiting to get permission to see Vegeta. Suddenly, a thought came to mind. . : What if Vegeta has… : . Bulma couldn't bear to think of what could've happened. A tear ran down her face, followed by another and another.
Suddenly, the nurse came out to the waiting room and called out "Ms. Briefs?"
Bulma walked over to her. The nurse sighed, and was looking very sad. Fear ran through Bulma's mind and she ran into room 112, where Vegeta was. Bulma gasped as she saw the piece of machinary that showed his heart beat rate. It had stopped. It was then and there that she knew Vegeta had died. She went over beside him and laid her head on his chest. "Vegeta… I just wish I could have told you how I really felt. I'm sorry I was stubborn, and I didn't mean to be so harsh! I just wish I could go back and change that! Vegeta… I miss you so much! Why did you have to die? Why?" Bulma was sobbing very hard now.
The doctor came in and said, "I'm sorry. At least he's in a better place now. Do you want to go home now?"
Bulma stayed right where she was. She never, ever wanted to leave Vegeta's side. The doctor nodded understandably and left.
Bulma soon fell asleep, her head on Vegeta's chest; all the crying had worn her out. Bulma awoke when she felt moving. Once again, Bulma began to cry. Now she was imagining things. After a while the breathing hadn't stopped, and Bulma started to cry some more; this time, tears of joy. Vegeta was breathing! Vegeta was alive! Bulma called a nurse back into the room. He was going to be okay.
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Okay, did you like that chapter? I cried as I was typing it. Now, go review, and I'll ttyl!
Be sure to check out the fabulous author, Ouji Vejita! I've never read any of this author's stories, but I can't wait to. Don't forget to check out penname Ouji Vegita!
Okay, that's all so on with the chappie!
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By 10: 00 the next morning, Bulma had already been dropped off at home. There were only six more days until the party, and still no partner.Bulma sighed. It was hopeless.
Bulma knew that Vegeta would be home for dinner, anything for food, so she prepared ad much as she would any night. But Vegeta didn't come back.
Bulma sat down on her bed. Once again, she began to cry. Bulma was alone again. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had liked Vegeta, and now she missed him. . :Why did he have to leave? It's so unfair! : . Bulma turned on the radio. Music always calmed her down.
There you were, when met met.
You were eating a burito
With a girl, some brunet,
At Al Teroscko.
Then you smiled, like you knew
That someday we'd be together
And together we were
For a whi-ile.
How do I feel?
Ever since I walked away from you.
I miss you for real,
Everyday of my life.
How do I feel?
Now that its over,
When the thing that I miss the most,
Is missin' you.
Bulma turned off the radio and cried some more. Not even the radio could calm her. It reminded her of how she felt. She missed Vegeta, for real. Bulma turned the radio back on and went to another channel.
Take my heart but please don't break it,
Love… was made for me and you!
Bulma turned the radio off again. The song also reminded her of how she felt. Her heart and been taken and broken. Bulma turned on the radio one last time to try to find something more calming.
Go on, go on.
Leave me breathless!
Go on…
Bulma turned the radio back off. "Whydid Vegeta have to go on?" she screamed before breaking back out into tears. It was hopeless. Everything reminded her of Vegeta.
Meanwhile, Vegeta had gone to another planet. Planet Vegeta, to be exact. . : If I have to stay away from woman, then I can't go back. So I cannot see anyone back there, or I might see woman. I have nowhere to go. But I cannot stay here. : . Vegeta decided to fly back down to Earth.
(A/N: Okay, I know how much Saiyan-Angel loves the character Marth, so this part is dedicated 2 her.)
Vegeta walked up to the door of the swordsman Marth.
Marth opened the door. "Yes? Who are you?"
"I am Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans."
"Well, Vegeta, why are you here?" Marth asked.
"I was wondering if you had a spare sword, or old sword I could have." He explained.
"Why, yes, certainly. I'll be right back." Marth said befor leaving and returning with an old sword.
Vegeta huffed and left.
Vegeta flew over to Bulma's backyard. Bulma looked out the window and saw.
"Vegeta!" Bulma cried. She was so happy to see him! Bulma ran downstairs.
. : Oh no. Woman is coming. I better do this quick. : . Vegeta stabbed himself just before Bulma had gotten outside.
Bulma's face was struck with horror. She ran over to Vegeta and put her hand over his heart. Bulma ran back inside and called 9-1-1.
Two hours later, Bulma was in the waiting room of the hospital, waiting to get permission to see Vegeta. Suddenly, a thought came to mind. . : What if Vegeta has… : . Bulma couldn't bear to think of what could've happened. A tear ran down her face, followed by another and another.
Suddenly, the nurse came out to the waiting room and called out "Ms. Briefs?"
Bulma walked over to her. The nurse sighed, and was looking very sad. Fear ran through Bulma's mind and she ran into room 112, where Vegeta was. Bulma gasped as she saw the piece of machinary that showed his heart beat rate. It had stopped. It was then and there that she knew Vegeta had died. She went over beside him and laid her head on his chest. "Vegeta… I just wish I could have told you how I really felt. I'm sorry I was stubborn, and I didn't mean to be so harsh! I just wish I could go back and change that! Vegeta… I miss you so much! Why did you have to die? Why?" Bulma was sobbing very hard now.
The doctor came in and said, "I'm sorry. At least he's in a better place now. Do you want to go home now?"
Bulma stayed right where she was. She never, ever wanted to leave Vegeta's side. The doctor nodded understandably and left.
Bulma soon fell asleep, her head on Vegeta's chest; all the crying had worn her out. Bulma awoke when she felt moving. Once again, Bulma began to cry. Now she was imagining things. After a while the breathing hadn't stopped, and Bulma started to cry some more; this time, tears of joy. Vegeta was breathing! Vegeta was alive! Bulma called a nurse back into the room. He was going to be okay.
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Okay, did you like that chapter? I cried as I was typing it. Now, go review, and I'll ttyl!
