Author's Note: Just a small note to the readers, this little songfic is centered around
Goten (*cheers*) and Trunks. This story is a what-if story about who Goten loves. Once
again,
this story is centered around Goten and Trunks.
Now, if you don't know who Goten is going to love in this fic, then you, obviously, are
blind.
NOTE: Just to those whom do not realize this, the Trunks in this story is the one from
DBZ and
GT, NOT ME. ^_^
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By My Side
by Trunks
song by 3 doors down
________
[They blazed a trail I dared to run
They built this world and I have come
I need another, like a brother
For a cryin' shoulder]
It was another one of those days. The days I always spent laying out in the grass, looking
up
at the clouds, watching my life pass me by. Actually, I usually found this pastime quite
boring, but, I, somehow, always found myself doing it.
Mom is convinced that something is wrong with me, considering how quiet I've been for
the past
few weeks. I've tried to start acting more cheerful, if only for her sake. I really hate to
see her worry like that.
Oh, sure, I have problems. Everyone has problems. But, unlike others, there isn't anyone I
can
go to about my problem.
Most go to their best friend, but I... I can't do that.
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me this evening]
Oh, it must have been a few weeks ago, maybe even a month, when I finally realized what
was
going on. It should have been pain-stakingly obvious, but even you didn't notice. The way
I
always seemed nervous around you, or, maybe, even shy?
Everything that you used to do, like put your hand on my shoulder for some reason,
makes me
terribly nervous. It's a wonder you haven't noticed yet, although you probably just think
I'm trying to act this way.
But I can't really assume your even interested in me in *that* way, considering how many
girls
are lined up at your doorstep. In fact, I dread you finding out the way I feel.
Mostly, because, I would rather have you as just a friend, far away from my reach, than to
have
you as nothing at all.
[Sober mind time now is gone, they carved my
Body not of stone
A pretty maze emptiness, I've said the hell
With all the rest]
No, I'm not going to get all love-sick, like the girls on television do. I'll just admire you
from afar, wondering why I had to be cursed like this.
Able to be with the one I care about most, but unable to tell them how I feel. It's almost
enough to make me go crazy.
I often wonder what would happen if I really did tell you. If I just came up to you and
said,
"I love you, Trunks."
I can even play out what would happen in my mind. The look of confusion and disgust on
your
face, then the tearing feeling inside my chest.
No, I'll just keep my feelings to myself.. I like having you as a friend, rather than as just
someone whom fights on the same side as I do.
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me tonight]
And yet, still, my hopeful side keeps popping up, saying things that actually make me want
to
tell you even more.
My mind plays out the picture, me explaining how much I care about you, and you
actually turn
to me and tell me that you feel the same.
Actually, it reminds me of a Soap Opera that I saw your mom watching. It probably
wouldn't go
that way at all. Life is different like that.
You would probably tell me that you cared about me too, just not in the same way, then,
maybe,
you would even want to stay friends. Not that I would be able to after that... But, you
probably would anyway.
But now, after I think about it, I'm sounding just like a lovesick girl. However, girls don't
have the problem I have.
Girls can be in love with boys, that's accepted. Boys don't suddenly become disgusted and
leave
them alone forever, just because they love them.
Actually, I didn't even know I liked boys until I realized that I cared about you, as more
than
a friend. Maybe not all boys, just you...
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me this evening]
Maybe I'll tell you someday, when I'm sure that I can actually get myself to say the words.
And, if you find someone that your happy with, I'll forget all about my feelings and let you
lived a happy life. You need someone that you can always love and be happy with.
And, if your happy, I'm happy.
Or I'll tell myself that. But, in reality, the thought of you happily holding on to some ditzy
girl's hand is enough to make me sick.
But you'll never know, because it's my problem. And, it's a problem I have to deal with by
myself.
Even if it's driving me crazy inside and causing those around me to worry about me. As
long as
you don't notice, I'll be okay.
Yeah, I'll be okay... Maybe..
____________________________________
*cough* Sorry to all those Pan/Trunks fans, but I, personally, cannot stand the girl and,
therefore, refuse to write a story containing that couple.
However, to all the Goten/Trunks fans, sorry I didn't have them get together, but I'm a
real
big angst fan and I love to have a nice sad story ^_^
Sorry if this didn't turn out well, but I've never wrote a Goten/Trunks story before.
Oh well, *shrugs* maybe I'll do better next time? :)
Goten (*cheers*) and Trunks. This story is a what-if story about who Goten loves. Once
again,
this story is centered around Goten and Trunks.
Now, if you don't know who Goten is going to love in this fic, then you, obviously, are
blind.
NOTE: Just to those whom do not realize this, the Trunks in this story is the one from
DBZ and
GT, NOT ME. ^_^
____________________________________________________
By My Side
by Trunks
song by 3 doors down
________
[They blazed a trail I dared to run
They built this world and I have come
I need another, like a brother
For a cryin' shoulder]
It was another one of those days. The days I always spent laying out in the grass, looking
up
at the clouds, watching my life pass me by. Actually, I usually found this pastime quite
boring, but, I, somehow, always found myself doing it.
Mom is convinced that something is wrong with me, considering how quiet I've been for
the past
few weeks. I've tried to start acting more cheerful, if only for her sake. I really hate to
see her worry like that.
Oh, sure, I have problems. Everyone has problems. But, unlike others, there isn't anyone I
can
go to about my problem.
Most go to their best friend, but I... I can't do that.
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me this evening]
Oh, it must have been a few weeks ago, maybe even a month, when I finally realized what
was
going on. It should have been pain-stakingly obvious, but even you didn't notice. The way
I
always seemed nervous around you, or, maybe, even shy?
Everything that you used to do, like put your hand on my shoulder for some reason,
makes me
terribly nervous. It's a wonder you haven't noticed yet, although you probably just think
I'm trying to act this way.
But I can't really assume your even interested in me in *that* way, considering how many
girls
are lined up at your doorstep. In fact, I dread you finding out the way I feel.
Mostly, because, I would rather have you as just a friend, far away from my reach, than to
have
you as nothing at all.
[Sober mind time now is gone, they carved my
Body not of stone
A pretty maze emptiness, I've said the hell
With all the rest]
No, I'm not going to get all love-sick, like the girls on television do. I'll just admire you
from afar, wondering why I had to be cursed like this.
Able to be with the one I care about most, but unable to tell them how I feel. It's almost
enough to make me go crazy.
I often wonder what would happen if I really did tell you. If I just came up to you and
said,
"I love you, Trunks."
I can even play out what would happen in my mind. The look of confusion and disgust on
your
face, then the tearing feeling inside my chest.
No, I'll just keep my feelings to myself.. I like having you as a friend, rather than as just
someone whom fights on the same side as I do.
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me tonight]
And yet, still, my hopeful side keeps popping up, saying things that actually make me want
to
tell you even more.
My mind plays out the picture, me explaining how much I care about you, and you
actually turn
to me and tell me that you feel the same.
Actually, it reminds me of a Soap Opera that I saw your mom watching. It probably
wouldn't go
that way at all. Life is different like that.
You would probably tell me that you cared about me too, just not in the same way, then,
maybe,
you would even want to stay friends. Not that I would be able to after that... But, you
probably would anyway.
But now, after I think about it, I'm sounding just like a lovesick girl. However, girls don't
have the problem I have.
Girls can be in love with boys, that's accepted. Boys don't suddenly become disgusted and
leave
them alone forever, just because they love them.
Actually, I didn't even know I liked boys until I realized that I cared about you, as more
than
a friend. Maybe not all boys, just you...
[This could be the last time, you will
Stand by my side
I can feel my soul it's bleeding, will you fly
With me this evening]
Maybe I'll tell you someday, when I'm sure that I can actually get myself to say the words.
And, if you find someone that your happy with, I'll forget all about my feelings and let you
lived a happy life. You need someone that you can always love and be happy with.
And, if your happy, I'm happy.
Or I'll tell myself that. But, in reality, the thought of you happily holding on to some ditzy
girl's hand is enough to make me sick.
But you'll never know, because it's my problem. And, it's a problem I have to deal with by
myself.
Even if it's driving me crazy inside and causing those around me to worry about me. As
long as
you don't notice, I'll be okay.
Yeah, I'll be okay... Maybe..
____________________________________
*cough* Sorry to all those Pan/Trunks fans, but I, personally, cannot stand the girl and,
therefore, refuse to write a story containing that couple.
However, to all the Goten/Trunks fans, sorry I didn't have them get together, but I'm a
real
big angst fan and I love to have a nice sad story ^_^
Sorry if this didn't turn out well, but I've never wrote a Goten/Trunks story before.
Oh well, *shrugs* maybe I'll do better next time? :)