TITLE: Chapter One - If She Only Knew
NOTE: This is my take on how B/V got together. This song, if you don't know, is by 98 Degrees (I'm a pop music lover!). I cut out some parts, like repeat choruses, so that the fic would flow better. I got these lyrics from some web page or other so please don't blame me for any mistakes in the lyrics. Hope you enjoy. Don't worry 'Power of Love' and 'Road of Dreams' readers, I'm working on those (as well as 'Guardian Angel')! Please read and review so I know how I'm doing. Thanx.
DISCLAIMER: I make no money from these fics. I am in no way related to the creators of DBZ or the composers/singers of these songs. If I were, I wouldn't be so broke all the time. ^_^
Vegeta watched Bulma run back into the house, a pang striking his heart as he saw her tears. Quickly, before anyone could catch him looking at the blue haired woman, he closed the door and continued to train.
Punches, kicks and ki blasts flew all over the place as he took out his frustration on his body. Damnit, why did she have to cry? Why did it hurt so much? Why did he care about her so much? Wait, did he just say he cared about her? No. Impossible. There was no way he could care for such a weakling.
Vegeta stopped and landed on the ground on his hands and knees. He could deny it no more. He cared for her. He cared for her more than he had ever cared for anyone in his entire life, even more than he cared about himself.
'If she only knew
What I knew but couldn't say
If she could just see
The part of me that I hid away
If I could just hold her in my arms again
And just say I love you
But she's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
He stood up resolutely. He couldn't let anyone know, not even her. Everyone would only taunt him and say he was growing weak. Damn. If his father were alive and could read his thoughts now, he would be ashamed of him. Him, the prince of Saiyans, caring about someone? How disgraceful. He picked himself up off the ground and resumed training. Maybe, just maybe, if he ignored the emotion, it might go away.
He was a warrior, one that was suppose to feel nothing, so when had he fallen in love with her? When had he grown weak? When had he developed emotions? He had always been cold hearted and cruel as he was raised to be. When had things begun to change? When had he grown to care so much about her?
'If she could just feel
What I feel here in my heart
She'd know it was real
Pure and true right from the start
But I'm just a man who didn't understand
What she was going through
But she's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
Those tears, those ever precious tears that had fallen from her eyes because of him. Damn him. Why did he always have to go and hurt her? No, there could be no other way. The more he hurt her, the less she would care about him, if she cared about him at all. He had to distance himself from her. Damn planet. Maybe it would be best if he left for awhile, just until he could regain control of his raging emotions. Yes, that was the best thing to do.
He needed a place of solitude, where no one could bug him. Where could be go? Vegeta stopped his training and walked to a nearby window. He looked out and up and was met with the endless sea of stars. That would be the perfect place to train: outer space. No annoying, idiotic Kakkarot, no stupid humans, no blue haired woman.
First thing in the morning, he would get Doctor Briefs to fix his gravity machine so that it could travel into space and as soon as it was ready, he would be gone. Afterall, he still had a goal to reach, he still had to surpass Kakkarot, he still had to become a Super Saiyan. He was the prince, the legendary and he would not be beaten by anyone!
'And how, how did I let her get away
'Cause love, love is so easy to feel
But the hardest thing to say'
He told himself that he wanted to forget her, wanted to leave her as a part of his past and nothing more. However, very deep down, he hoped that she would not find someone new while he was gone. He had heard that she had broken up with the baka Yamcha, but would she find someone else? Did she already have someone else in mind? Ugh, the thought made him sick. Her with someone else? No. But why did his mind care if she found someone else?
"Maybe it's because you lov..."
"Shut up!"
Two sides of his mind began arguing against each other.
"But it's true. You do lo..."
"Damn you! You will listen to me and I said to shut up!"
"Fine. I guess you can't face the music."
His mind continued to argue with itself for awhile longer. Finally, the 'shut up' side won and he decided that he had had enough training for the night. As hard as it was to admit, his body needed rest. He couldn't afford to get hurt and have that woman monitoring his every move. Not now.
He didn't want to go back to the house. He would be too close to her and only Kami how his mind would cope. Instead, Vegeta decided to stay in his gravity room and sleep there, or anywhere as long as it was far away from the woman.
He was extremely tired and within seconds, the prince of Saiyans drifted into sleep.
'If she could just see
What I see when I close my eyes
All that I dream
Surely she would realize
But like a fool I waited much too long
To let her know the truth
She's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
Vegeta looked around startled. He was sitting under an apple tree. What? Where did this apple tree come from? The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in the gravity machine. Now he was losing his memory? Kuso! He really did need to get off this planet.
A blue blur caught his eye and he looked up. Was it her? Another internal struggle began as part of him wanted it to be her while another part wanted it to be anyone BUT her. The person came closer and he was sure it was her. Bulma.
"Hey Vegeta!"
She sure seemed chirpy and happy which was surprising since the last time he had seen her she had been crying. "What do you want?"
"Oh nothing. I just wanted to say hi and see how you're doing."
"I'm fine, now leave me alone."
"Oh come on Vegeta. Can't I just sit here for awhile?"
"Hmph. Whatever."
She smiled and he felt his stomach begin to flutter as it usually did whenever he saw her. She moved and sat beside him while he unconciously crossed his arms. It was an automatic reaction, crossing his arms. Trying to be as cold and uncaring as he could be, Vegeta looked away, avoiding her gaze, acting as if nothing mattered.
"Vegeta?"
"Hmph."
"Can you at least please look at me when I'm talking to you? Please?"
He turned around and almost immediately regretted it. Staring into her eyes, he wanted to do nothing more than kiss her. Using all the strength he had, he faught himself. "Well, what do you want?"
"Nothing." She closed her eyes and leaned closer to him. As hard as he faught, he couldn't help it anymore. He found himself leaning in as well, pursing his lips for a kiss.
His eyes snapped open and tried to adjust to the darkness. Darkness? Where was the apple tree? Realization set in as he took long, slow breaths, trying to calm himself. It was a dream. Why was he having such idiotic dreams? He should be dreaming only of beating Kakkarot. Damn woman. That was it! He had to get off his cursed planet and soon! He just hoped he could keep his sanity until then.
NOTE: This is my take on how B/V got together. This song, if you don't know, is by 98 Degrees (I'm a pop music lover!). I cut out some parts, like repeat choruses, so that the fic would flow better. I got these lyrics from some web page or other so please don't blame me for any mistakes in the lyrics. Hope you enjoy. Don't worry 'Power of Love' and 'Road of Dreams' readers, I'm working on those (as well as 'Guardian Angel')! Please read and review so I know how I'm doing. Thanx.
DISCLAIMER: I make no money from these fics. I am in no way related to the creators of DBZ or the composers/singers of these songs. If I were, I wouldn't be so broke all the time. ^_^
Vegeta watched Bulma run back into the house, a pang striking his heart as he saw her tears. Quickly, before anyone could catch him looking at the blue haired woman, he closed the door and continued to train.
Punches, kicks and ki blasts flew all over the place as he took out his frustration on his body. Damnit, why did she have to cry? Why did it hurt so much? Why did he care about her so much? Wait, did he just say he cared about her? No. Impossible. There was no way he could care for such a weakling.
Vegeta stopped and landed on the ground on his hands and knees. He could deny it no more. He cared for her. He cared for her more than he had ever cared for anyone in his entire life, even more than he cared about himself.
'If she only knew
What I knew but couldn't say
If she could just see
The part of me that I hid away
If I could just hold her in my arms again
And just say I love you
But she's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
He stood up resolutely. He couldn't let anyone know, not even her. Everyone would only taunt him and say he was growing weak. Damn. If his father were alive and could read his thoughts now, he would be ashamed of him. Him, the prince of Saiyans, caring about someone? How disgraceful. He picked himself up off the ground and resumed training. Maybe, just maybe, if he ignored the emotion, it might go away.
He was a warrior, one that was suppose to feel nothing, so when had he fallen in love with her? When had he grown weak? When had he developed emotions? He had always been cold hearted and cruel as he was raised to be. When had things begun to change? When had he grown to care so much about her?
'If she could just feel
What I feel here in my heart
She'd know it was real
Pure and true right from the start
But I'm just a man who didn't understand
What she was going through
But she's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
Those tears, those ever precious tears that had fallen from her eyes because of him. Damn him. Why did he always have to go and hurt her? No, there could be no other way. The more he hurt her, the less she would care about him, if she cared about him at all. He had to distance himself from her. Damn planet. Maybe it would be best if he left for awhile, just until he could regain control of his raging emotions. Yes, that was the best thing to do.
He needed a place of solitude, where no one could bug him. Where could be go? Vegeta stopped his training and walked to a nearby window. He looked out and up and was met with the endless sea of stars. That would be the perfect place to train: outer space. No annoying, idiotic Kakkarot, no stupid humans, no blue haired woman.
First thing in the morning, he would get Doctor Briefs to fix his gravity machine so that it could travel into space and as soon as it was ready, he would be gone. Afterall, he still had a goal to reach, he still had to surpass Kakkarot, he still had to become a Super Saiyan. He was the prince, the legendary and he would not be beaten by anyone!
'And how, how did I let her get away
'Cause love, love is so easy to feel
But the hardest thing to say'
He told himself that he wanted to forget her, wanted to leave her as a part of his past and nothing more. However, very deep down, he hoped that she would not find someone new while he was gone. He had heard that she had broken up with the baka Yamcha, but would she find someone else? Did she already have someone else in mind? Ugh, the thought made him sick. Her with someone else? No. But why did his mind care if she found someone else?
"Maybe it's because you lov..."
"Shut up!"
Two sides of his mind began arguing against each other.
"But it's true. You do lo..."
"Damn you! You will listen to me and I said to shut up!"
"Fine. I guess you can't face the music."
His mind continued to argue with itself for awhile longer. Finally, the 'shut up' side won and he decided that he had had enough training for the night. As hard as it was to admit, his body needed rest. He couldn't afford to get hurt and have that woman monitoring his every move. Not now.
He didn't want to go back to the house. He would be too close to her and only Kami how his mind would cope. Instead, Vegeta decided to stay in his gravity room and sleep there, or anywhere as long as it was far away from the woman.
He was extremely tired and within seconds, the prince of Saiyans drifted into sleep.
'If she could just see
What I see when I close my eyes
All that I dream
Surely she would realize
But like a fool I waited much too long
To let her know the truth
She's gone away, maybe she'd stay
If she only knew'
Vegeta looked around startled. He was sitting under an apple tree. What? Where did this apple tree come from? The last thing he remembered was falling asleep in the gravity machine. Now he was losing his memory? Kuso! He really did need to get off this planet.
A blue blur caught his eye and he looked up. Was it her? Another internal struggle began as part of him wanted it to be her while another part wanted it to be anyone BUT her. The person came closer and he was sure it was her. Bulma.
"Hey Vegeta!"
She sure seemed chirpy and happy which was surprising since the last time he had seen her she had been crying. "What do you want?"
"Oh nothing. I just wanted to say hi and see how you're doing."
"I'm fine, now leave me alone."
"Oh come on Vegeta. Can't I just sit here for awhile?"
"Hmph. Whatever."
She smiled and he felt his stomach begin to flutter as it usually did whenever he saw her. She moved and sat beside him while he unconciously crossed his arms. It was an automatic reaction, crossing his arms. Trying to be as cold and uncaring as he could be, Vegeta looked away, avoiding her gaze, acting as if nothing mattered.
"Vegeta?"
"Hmph."
"Can you at least please look at me when I'm talking to you? Please?"
He turned around and almost immediately regretted it. Staring into her eyes, he wanted to do nothing more than kiss her. Using all the strength he had, he faught himself. "Well, what do you want?"
"Nothing." She closed her eyes and leaned closer to him. As hard as he faught, he couldn't help it anymore. He found himself leaning in as well, pursing his lips for a kiss.
His eyes snapped open and tried to adjust to the darkness. Darkness? Where was the apple tree? Realization set in as he took long, slow breaths, trying to calm himself. It was a dream. Why was he having such idiotic dreams? He should be dreaming only of beating Kakkarot. Damn woman. That was it! He had to get off his cursed planet and soon! He just hoped he could keep his sanity until then.
