Its me!!!!!! so did any of you Like "please remember me"? well here is part two of this trilogy.
Never Had a Dream Come True
Washu the Goddess
pg-13, Drama
disclaimers: I DO NOT OWN DBZ, NOR WILL I EVER!
Three days. Three lousy stupid lonely mother fucking days. Bulma sat at the table silently, stirring her tea. Her eyes were dark and empty. These three days had been terrible, the nights sleepless. She sat in her pajamas, her hair pulled into a sloppy ponytail. She hadn't even bothered to shower in these past few days. Three days. Three days since her precious veggie-chan had left her.
"Good morning Bulma honey!" mrs. Briefs said cheerfully. Bulma didn't acknowledge her, just continued to stir rhythmatically. Mrs. Briefs glanced at her, then started to make eggs.
"Bulma, if Vegeta leaving is still hard for you, i'm sure he meant well. After all, we all saw the beautiful note he wrote you and-"
"Mom I do NOT want to talk about it, alright? He left me and thats all there is to it!" Bulma interuppted.
"Alright dear, but don't worry. I'm sure Vegeta is fine!"
Bulma stared at her mother like she was insane.
"Mother, I couldn't care less if he was alive or dead! what makes you think I care about him?" Mrs. Briefs shrugged.
"Just a hunch Bulma. Now why don't you go and take a nice hot bath?" Even though Bulma was thinking of her mother to be quite stupid at this moment, a hot bath did not sound like a bad idea.
"Ok mom, I think I will. Maybe it will take my mind off things...." she mumbled, then headed up the stairs.
Bulma settled into the tub of steamy water and relaxed her muscles. "when was the last time I have taken a bath by myself.." she murmered.
*MEMORY...*
"You can have me Vegeta, but you'll have to catch me first!" Vegeta smirked evilly and ran after Bulma. She ran into their bedroom and jumped onto the bed. Vegeta jumped on right after her and pinned her down.
"I've got you now woman," he growled lightly. Bulma giggled.
"Don't think so!" she said, then squirmed out from under his weight and ran into the bathroom. Vegeta soon had her cornered. He closed the bathroom door behind him and locked it. He backed her up against the wall and put his hands on the wall, enclosing her. Bulma leaned up and kissed his bottom lip, biting it slightly when she let go. Vegeta then leaned down and kissed her jawbone, running his lips down it. Bulma's eyes lowered and fell on the bathtub. Vegeta followed her gaze, and slowly nodded his head.
Ten minutes later, clothes laid astrewn on the floor, and water was splotted everywhere. The tub was filled with bubbly water all the way to the very edge. Bulma leaned against Vegeta, who was leaning against the tub end. Vegeta wrapped his arms over her shoulders and held her close to him. Bulma leaned back into his chest and closed her eyes. It was truly the most romantic evening they had ever had.
*END OF MEMORY...*
Bulma sat there, her face slightly pale.
"This was not a good idea..." she said aloud, and started draining the tub. She stepped out, dried off, and put on a ratty tshirt and an old pair of jeans. She didn't bother with her hair, just let it hang flat. She just didn't feel like doing anything at all since her Veggie-chan left. Suicide wasn't an option, but living didn't seem that thrilling either.
Everybody's got something they had to leave behind.
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this i know but still i can't find ways to let you go
'RING!!' Bulma picked up the phone quickly, startled by its sudden loud sound.
"Hello?" she said anxiously. Even though she knew it would never happen, in the back of her mind, she hoped Vegeta would be on the other line. Although he would never voluntarily use that 'talk device'.
"Hi bulma!"
"Oh. Its you Goku"
"Um, Bulma, is anything wrong? Vegeta's ki hasn't felt as strong lately and I was wondering-" Bulma cut him off.
"Oh Goku that stupid bastard LEFT ME!!" she wailed.
"What? oh no! Bulma I will be right there!" He said
"O-" Goku landed infront of her (he used instant transmission) "-kay" Bulma finished, and hung up the phone. Bulma stared at Goku, her lip trembling. Goku held out his arms.
"Com'ere Bulma," he said. With that, Bulma flew into his arms. Goku rubbed her back soothingly, trying to calm her shaking shoulders. Bulma clung to him and cried into his chest.
Once Bulma calmed down a little bit, Goku proceeded in asking her questions.
"So bulma, how come he left you?" Goku asked softly. Bulma took a deep breath and leaned against him, her head on his shoulder.
"I dont know Goku...i really dont! He just wrote me this note that said he was sorry and that he loved me, but he had to leave before he hurt me even more than he already had. I don't understand! What on earth made him think he was hurting me?" she questioned loudly. Goku took her shoulders and gently pulled her away to face him.
"What's that on your lip?" he asked. Bulma felt along it.
"Oh...thats just a scab from when vegeta...." she trailed off.
Goku just looked at her, even though he knew what the scab was.
"Hit me..." she finished. She suddenly understood what Vegeta meant by 'hurting' her.
"Maybe he was worried he would do that again, Bulma" Goku said. Bulma nodded.
"yeah...it probably is.." she murmered.
*~*~*~~*~
Later, after Goku had left, Bulma found herself laying in her bed, shades drawn. It would never be 'their' bed anymore. It was now only 'her' bed. She sighed a big watery sigh and closed her eyes.
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say
You're the one i think about each day
And i know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
When Bulma opened her eyes again, moonlight was shimmering in through her window. She felt along the opposite side of the bed. Nothing. She did this every single night, sometimes more than once. And everytime she felt the same thing. Nothing. Tears welled in her eyes for the thousenth time since Vegeta left.
"Kami this totally sucks."
She just laid there, letting her tears consume her body. She wasn't sobbing, just crying silently. And she knew that silent cries were the absolute worst. The emptiness was terrible. It felt like there was a gaping hole right in the middle of her chest and no matter what she did, it just seemed to get bigger and bigger with each thought of her vegeta. She had never felt so abandoned in all her life.
Somewhere in my memory
I've lost all sence of time
And so my road can never be cause yesterday is all that fills my mind
There's no use lookin back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this i know but still i can't find ways to let you go...
As she laid there, she let thoughts fill her mind of their first kiss.
*MEMORY...*
::BOOOOOOOOOOOM::
"YIPE!" Bulma lay in her bed, alone, shaking underneith the covers. Even though she had never told anyone this, she was scared to death of thunderstorms. And right now it was pretty bad.
'Great. Four in the morning and here i am, freaking out over a little storm. How adult.' The blue-haired woman thought. Lighting flashed, and she shrieked into her pillow again. She couldn't take it anymore. She jumped up and ran down the hall to her parent's room. She usually sat in there next to her parent's bed until the storm had passed. Just like when she was a little girl. But when she threw open the door, she remembered that her parents had left on a trip that afternoon. Bulma's shoulders slumped. She was about to trudge back to her room, when a huge clap of thunder sounded again, making the house seem to vibrate. Bulma nearly jumped out of her skin and ran in the opposite direction of her room. When she got to the door, she hesitated.
"Vegeta is not going to be thrilled..." she mumbled, but her fears got the best of her, and she opened the door cautiously.
There lay Vegeta, one leg out from under the sheet, one leg still in. He had one arm on his chest and the other was stretched acrossed the bed. His head was cocked to one side and his mouth slightly open. Bulma stared at his current form, wishing he could always be that cute and quiet. She went over to the side of his bed and poked his shoulder.
"Vegeta!" she whispered loudly. No responce. She did this a few more times, getting nothing. Thunder rumbled again, scaring the heebie-geebies out of her. She jumped onto his sleeping figure and clung to him. This woke him up. He sat up quickly, rubbing his eyes and trying to push Bulma off him.
"What do you want woman?" he said gruffly, trying to wake up more.
"Vegeta i'm scared! Hell, i'm terrifyed!!! Please keep me safe!" Bulma cried, not even listening to herself. Vegeta looked at her oddly.
"Woman, nothing is going to hurt you except for me if you don't GET OFF!" he yelled.
"Oh. Sorry." she said, climbing off him and onto the empty space beside him.
'Now, onna, do not tell me that this weak storm is what's bothering you," Vegeta said. Bulma looked up at him with big helpless eyes. Vegeta rolled his.
"You are so weak, i can't believe thats all you woke me up for!" he said.
"Please let me stay with you Vegeta!" Bulma pleaded.
"What? no way!" he answered.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee?" she begged
Vegeta hated when she begged for something. There was just something in her voice that made him always allow her what she wanted. He closed his eyes briefly in slight annoyance at his incapibility of turning her away.
"Alright FINE." he agreed.
"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" Bulma exclaimed, hugging him. Vegeta raised his eyebrow as he pulled away from her embrace.
"You are a very different kind of human, you know that? Now lay down and sleep, ok?"
"okay. Thank you Veggie" she said cutely.
"Dont call me THAT!"
"sorry"
Vegeta fell back down on the bed and turned away from her. Bulma pulled the coveres up over herself and laid down next to him on the extra pillow. She had never been this close to the saiyan before, and the feeling made the butterflies in her stomach seem like vultures. She looked at Vegeta's muscular bare back and wanted to reach out and touch it for some mad reason.
*What is happening to me?* she thought. Then she realized what she wanted. She didn't care about the storm, she wanted him. Only him. She then poked his back softly.
"What." he growled.
" Would you at least turn and face me?" she asked. Heaving a sigh, Vegeta did as she asked.
"What," he asked again, once he was facing her.
"I..um..i'm sorry for being such a baby about the storm and everything..its really stupid..." she said softly.
"Don't worry about it onna, just sleep and don't bother me." he said, not really caring. Bulma nodded and closed her eyes. Vegeta was about to turn back over when thunder cracked again loudly. Before he could say anything, Bulma was clinging to him again.
"i HATE storms i HATE storms i HATE storms i HATE sto-"
"SHUT UP!"
"oh. Sorry."
Vegeta tried to pry her off him, but it was no use, so he just laid back down again, bulma's arms still wrapped firmly around his waist.
"Woman, do you realize that you are the most annoying creature on the planet?" Vegeta grumbled.
"Bulma." bulma said.
"What?" Vegeta asked.
"My name is Bulma. Not woman." she answered.
Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"I am so weak vegeta, you must understand that. Compared to saiyans, i am probably the weakest person their is. Storms bring out the worst of my fears." Bulma explained quietly.
"Well, if you were saiyan, you wouldn't have these kind of childish fears, so i suppose i cannot blame you," he said.
Bulma started to say something, but thunder rumbled yet again, so she cut herself off, and was just about to yell, when Vegeta pressed his lips to hers. She was suprised at first, but then gave in. She removed her arms from his waist and wrapped them around his neck as he put one hand at the side of her stomach and one hand to tilt her jaw towards his. Lighting flashed, and he broke the kiss. Bulma stared at him, breathless.
"If that's what it takes to keep you from screaming, i guess its what i'll have to do from now on." he said almost casually, not letting go of her. Bulma snuggled up closer to him.
"I give you permission to do it more often then when i scream," Bulma whispered.
"I don't need your permission," he growled lightly, then kissed her again.
*END OF MEMORY...*
"it happened so fast......that was the first time we had ever been together without trying to kill one another...i can't believe that was almost a year ago! Wow...time sure does fly...especially when it ends..." Bulma said aloud. That memory was a good one, but it just made her even more depressed. She turned over, clutched her pillow, and laid with her eyes brimming tears until she fell asleep.
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say
You're the one i think about each day
And i know now matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be...
You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will say you will you know you will oh baby
You'll always be the one i know i'll never forget
There's no use lookin back or wondering
Because love is a strange and funny thing
No matter how i try and try i just can't say goodbye...
No no no no
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say (words to say)
You're the one i think about each day
And i know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be
A part of me will aways be....
With you.....
The end. (of part 2 anyway!)
So are you sad? Just wait for part three! Start collecting those kleenex boxes now... bye for now! R&R
Never Had a Dream Come True
Washu the Goddess
pg-13, Drama
disclaimers: I DO NOT OWN DBZ, NOR WILL I EVER!
Three days. Three lousy stupid lonely mother fucking days. Bulma sat at the table silently, stirring her tea. Her eyes were dark and empty. These three days had been terrible, the nights sleepless. She sat in her pajamas, her hair pulled into a sloppy ponytail. She hadn't even bothered to shower in these past few days. Three days. Three days since her precious veggie-chan had left her.
"Good morning Bulma honey!" mrs. Briefs said cheerfully. Bulma didn't acknowledge her, just continued to stir rhythmatically. Mrs. Briefs glanced at her, then started to make eggs.
"Bulma, if Vegeta leaving is still hard for you, i'm sure he meant well. After all, we all saw the beautiful note he wrote you and-"
"Mom I do NOT want to talk about it, alright? He left me and thats all there is to it!" Bulma interuppted.
"Alright dear, but don't worry. I'm sure Vegeta is fine!"
Bulma stared at her mother like she was insane.
"Mother, I couldn't care less if he was alive or dead! what makes you think I care about him?" Mrs. Briefs shrugged.
"Just a hunch Bulma. Now why don't you go and take a nice hot bath?" Even though Bulma was thinking of her mother to be quite stupid at this moment, a hot bath did not sound like a bad idea.
"Ok mom, I think I will. Maybe it will take my mind off things...." she mumbled, then headed up the stairs.
Bulma settled into the tub of steamy water and relaxed her muscles. "when was the last time I have taken a bath by myself.." she murmered.
*MEMORY...*
"You can have me Vegeta, but you'll have to catch me first!" Vegeta smirked evilly and ran after Bulma. She ran into their bedroom and jumped onto the bed. Vegeta jumped on right after her and pinned her down.
"I've got you now woman," he growled lightly. Bulma giggled.
"Don't think so!" she said, then squirmed out from under his weight and ran into the bathroom. Vegeta soon had her cornered. He closed the bathroom door behind him and locked it. He backed her up against the wall and put his hands on the wall, enclosing her. Bulma leaned up and kissed his bottom lip, biting it slightly when she let go. Vegeta then leaned down and kissed her jawbone, running his lips down it. Bulma's eyes lowered and fell on the bathtub. Vegeta followed her gaze, and slowly nodded his head.
Ten minutes later, clothes laid astrewn on the floor, and water was splotted everywhere. The tub was filled with bubbly water all the way to the very edge. Bulma leaned against Vegeta, who was leaning against the tub end. Vegeta wrapped his arms over her shoulders and held her close to him. Bulma leaned back into his chest and closed her eyes. It was truly the most romantic evening they had ever had.
*END OF MEMORY...*
Bulma sat there, her face slightly pale.
"This was not a good idea..." she said aloud, and started draining the tub. She stepped out, dried off, and put on a ratty tshirt and an old pair of jeans. She didn't bother with her hair, just let it hang flat. She just didn't feel like doing anything at all since her Veggie-chan left. Suicide wasn't an option, but living didn't seem that thrilling either.
Everybody's got something they had to leave behind.
One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time
There's no use looking back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this i know but still i can't find ways to let you go
'RING!!' Bulma picked up the phone quickly, startled by its sudden loud sound.
"Hello?" she said anxiously. Even though she knew it would never happen, in the back of her mind, she hoped Vegeta would be on the other line. Although he would never voluntarily use that 'talk device'.
"Hi bulma!"
"Oh. Its you Goku"
"Um, Bulma, is anything wrong? Vegeta's ki hasn't felt as strong lately and I was wondering-" Bulma cut him off.
"Oh Goku that stupid bastard LEFT ME!!" she wailed.
"What? oh no! Bulma I will be right there!" He said
"O-" Goku landed infront of her (he used instant transmission) "-kay" Bulma finished, and hung up the phone. Bulma stared at Goku, her lip trembling. Goku held out his arms.
"Com'ere Bulma," he said. With that, Bulma flew into his arms. Goku rubbed her back soothingly, trying to calm her shaking shoulders. Bulma clung to him and cried into his chest.
Once Bulma calmed down a little bit, Goku proceeded in asking her questions.
"So bulma, how come he left you?" Goku asked softly. Bulma took a deep breath and leaned against him, her head on his shoulder.
"I dont know Goku...i really dont! He just wrote me this note that said he was sorry and that he loved me, but he had to leave before he hurt me even more than he already had. I don't understand! What on earth made him think he was hurting me?" she questioned loudly. Goku took her shoulders and gently pulled her away to face him.
"What's that on your lip?" he asked. Bulma felt along it.
"Oh...thats just a scab from when vegeta...." she trailed off.
Goku just looked at her, even though he knew what the scab was.
"Hit me..." she finished. She suddenly understood what Vegeta meant by 'hurting' her.
"Maybe he was worried he would do that again, Bulma" Goku said. Bulma nodded.
"yeah...it probably is.." she murmered.
*~*~*~~*~
Later, after Goku had left, Bulma found herself laying in her bed, shades drawn. It would never be 'their' bed anymore. It was now only 'her' bed. She sighed a big watery sigh and closed her eyes.
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say
You're the one i think about each day
And i know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be with you.
When Bulma opened her eyes again, moonlight was shimmering in through her window. She felt along the opposite side of the bed. Nothing. She did this every single night, sometimes more than once. And everytime she felt the same thing. Nothing. Tears welled in her eyes for the thousenth time since Vegeta left.
"Kami this totally sucks."
She just laid there, letting her tears consume her body. She wasn't sobbing, just crying silently. And she knew that silent cries were the absolute worst. The emptiness was terrible. It felt like there was a gaping hole right in the middle of her chest and no matter what she did, it just seemed to get bigger and bigger with each thought of her vegeta. She had never felt so abandoned in all her life.
Somewhere in my memory
I've lost all sence of time
And so my road can never be cause yesterday is all that fills my mind
There's no use lookin back or wondering
How it could be now or might have been
Oh this i know but still i can't find ways to let you go...
As she laid there, she let thoughts fill her mind of their first kiss.
*MEMORY...*
::BOOOOOOOOOOOM::
"YIPE!" Bulma lay in her bed, alone, shaking underneith the covers. Even though she had never told anyone this, she was scared to death of thunderstorms. And right now it was pretty bad.
'Great. Four in the morning and here i am, freaking out over a little storm. How adult.' The blue-haired woman thought. Lighting flashed, and she shrieked into her pillow again. She couldn't take it anymore. She jumped up and ran down the hall to her parent's room. She usually sat in there next to her parent's bed until the storm had passed. Just like when she was a little girl. But when she threw open the door, she remembered that her parents had left on a trip that afternoon. Bulma's shoulders slumped. She was about to trudge back to her room, when a huge clap of thunder sounded again, making the house seem to vibrate. Bulma nearly jumped out of her skin and ran in the opposite direction of her room. When she got to the door, she hesitated.
"Vegeta is not going to be thrilled..." she mumbled, but her fears got the best of her, and she opened the door cautiously.
There lay Vegeta, one leg out from under the sheet, one leg still in. He had one arm on his chest and the other was stretched acrossed the bed. His head was cocked to one side and his mouth slightly open. Bulma stared at his current form, wishing he could always be that cute and quiet. She went over to the side of his bed and poked his shoulder.
"Vegeta!" she whispered loudly. No responce. She did this a few more times, getting nothing. Thunder rumbled again, scaring the heebie-geebies out of her. She jumped onto his sleeping figure and clung to him. This woke him up. He sat up quickly, rubbing his eyes and trying to push Bulma off him.
"What do you want woman?" he said gruffly, trying to wake up more.
"Vegeta i'm scared! Hell, i'm terrifyed!!! Please keep me safe!" Bulma cried, not even listening to herself. Vegeta looked at her oddly.
"Woman, nothing is going to hurt you except for me if you don't GET OFF!" he yelled.
"Oh. Sorry." she said, climbing off him and onto the empty space beside him.
'Now, onna, do not tell me that this weak storm is what's bothering you," Vegeta said. Bulma looked up at him with big helpless eyes. Vegeta rolled his.
"You are so weak, i can't believe thats all you woke me up for!" he said.
"Please let me stay with you Vegeta!" Bulma pleaded.
"What? no way!" he answered.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaasssssssseeeeeee?" she begged
Vegeta hated when she begged for something. There was just something in her voice that made him always allow her what she wanted. He closed his eyes briefly in slight annoyance at his incapibility of turning her away.
"Alright FINE." he agreed.
"Oh thank you thank you thank you!" Bulma exclaimed, hugging him. Vegeta raised his eyebrow as he pulled away from her embrace.
"You are a very different kind of human, you know that? Now lay down and sleep, ok?"
"okay. Thank you Veggie" she said cutely.
"Dont call me THAT!"
"sorry"
Vegeta fell back down on the bed and turned away from her. Bulma pulled the coveres up over herself and laid down next to him on the extra pillow. She had never been this close to the saiyan before, and the feeling made the butterflies in her stomach seem like vultures. She looked at Vegeta's muscular bare back and wanted to reach out and touch it for some mad reason.
*What is happening to me?* she thought. Then she realized what she wanted. She didn't care about the storm, she wanted him. Only him. She then poked his back softly.
"What." he growled.
" Would you at least turn and face me?" she asked. Heaving a sigh, Vegeta did as she asked.
"What," he asked again, once he was facing her.
"I..um..i'm sorry for being such a baby about the storm and everything..its really stupid..." she said softly.
"Don't worry about it onna, just sleep and don't bother me." he said, not really caring. Bulma nodded and closed her eyes. Vegeta was about to turn back over when thunder cracked again loudly. Before he could say anything, Bulma was clinging to him again.
"i HATE storms i HATE storms i HATE storms i HATE sto-"
"SHUT UP!"
"oh. Sorry."
Vegeta tried to pry her off him, but it was no use, so he just laid back down again, bulma's arms still wrapped firmly around his waist.
"Woman, do you realize that you are the most annoying creature on the planet?" Vegeta grumbled.
"Bulma." bulma said.
"What?" Vegeta asked.
"My name is Bulma. Not woman." she answered.
Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"I am so weak vegeta, you must understand that. Compared to saiyans, i am probably the weakest person their is. Storms bring out the worst of my fears." Bulma explained quietly.
"Well, if you were saiyan, you wouldn't have these kind of childish fears, so i suppose i cannot blame you," he said.
Bulma started to say something, but thunder rumbled yet again, so she cut herself off, and was just about to yell, when Vegeta pressed his lips to hers. She was suprised at first, but then gave in. She removed her arms from his waist and wrapped them around his neck as he put one hand at the side of her stomach and one hand to tilt her jaw towards his. Lighting flashed, and he broke the kiss. Bulma stared at him, breathless.
"If that's what it takes to keep you from screaming, i guess its what i'll have to do from now on." he said almost casually, not letting go of her. Bulma snuggled up closer to him.
"I give you permission to do it more often then when i scream," Bulma whispered.
"I don't need your permission," he growled lightly, then kissed her again.
*END OF MEMORY...*
"it happened so fast......that was the first time we had ever been together without trying to kill one another...i can't believe that was almost a year ago! Wow...time sure does fly...especially when it ends..." Bulma said aloud. That memory was a good one, but it just made her even more depressed. She turned over, clutched her pillow, and laid with her eyes brimming tears until she fell asleep.
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say
You're the one i think about each day
And i know now matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be...
You'll always be the dream that fills my head
Yes you will say you will you know you will oh baby
You'll always be the one i know i'll never forget
There's no use lookin back or wondering
Because love is a strange and funny thing
No matter how i try and try i just can't say goodbye...
No no no no
I've never had a dream come true
Till the day that i found you
Even though i pretend that i've moved on
You'll always be my baby
I've never found the words to say (words to say)
You're the one i think about each day
And i know no matter where life takes me to
A part of me will always be
A part of me will aways be....
With you.....
The end. (of part 2 anyway!)
So are you sad? Just wait for part three! Start collecting those kleenex boxes now... bye for now! R&R