Here is another story of mine, but wait, this one's different! It's supposed to be sad? These are Bulma's thoughts about Vegeta and it also has the theme song from The Princess Mononoke in it. So, if you have that song, you might want to play it while you read. If not, it doesn't really matter, because it's just like a poem. So.........read and review!
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Sometimes I get the feeling he really cares for me. Other times it's just like I'm another obstacle in his way. He comes home late at night. I pretend I am asleep, but I never am. I could never sleep without him by my side. He never shows any affection toward me, but on those nights after being out in the forest, he always looks at me, with care in his eyes. I wish he would tell me why he is like this - what happened to him as a child.
In the moonlight I felt your heart
Quiver like a bowstring's pulse
In the moon's pure light, you looked at me
Nobody knows your heart
When the sun goes down, I always worry about him. Avoiding me always, his dark, black pools for eyes make me shiver with fear. He has not been mean all of his life, I can tell. His vision often wanders off to the sky and his face softens. I know he misses his home planet and the memories of his friends and family drown him in tears. Although he must want to cry, his pride forbids it. Only his heart, although surrounded by iron, holds what he really feels.
When the sun has gone I see you
Beautiful and haunting, but cold
Like the blade of a knife, so sharp and so sweet
Nobody knows your heart
If only he would tell me. His nights alone in the forest must give him a reason not to kill himself. Or is there something more that keeps him breathing? Some of the nights he has gone, I walk out to the trees beside our house. When I am there I feel as if a can almost sense his presence and all of the pain he has gone through. Although I can't sense his ki, there must be a bond that allows me to feel him coming. With that, I go back to my bed, where I reside until the next morning. When I first awake, I quietly slip out of the room, as to not awaken him. Back beside the trees of the previous night, I weep for my love and hope that one day he will be able to tell me of his past. Even if he doesn't, I will love him always.
All of your sorrow, grief, and pain
Locked away in the forest of the night
Your secret heart belongs to the world
Of the things that sigh in the dark
Oh the things that cry in the dark
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Well, did you like it? Was it sad? Did it stink so bad you can hardly breath? Tell me by reviewing!