Invisible Heart
This fanfic is dedicated to my net friend, Breaky. I hope you like this fic, Breaky. You go girl! ^^ This is my first ever romance fic so please take that into account everyone. ^^
Wrapping my jacket even tighter around my body to shield the harsh winds blowing towards me from my body, I quietly slipped out the back door of my house. Urging myself onwards, I approached the newly repaired Gravity room where I knew Vegeta would be, training to surpass Goku.
Is strength really that important to him, I ask myself. To Vegeta it's like fighting is his oxygen. He could never live without it.
When I woke up in the middle of the night and found that Vegeta was not in his room, I had felt a sudden fear. Why do you even care for him, Bulma? I asked myself, but I had not hesitated to snatch my jacket and run out the door, despite my fear of darkness.
When I heard the familiar sounds coming from the Gravity Room, I relaxed. As I was standing next to the Gravity Room I pushed myself up and peeped through the circular shaped windows. I scanned the dimly lit room and then I saw him, standing in the centre of the Gravity Room. Even though his back was facing me, I was certain that Vegeta knew I was there.
The only times he ever acknowledges me existence is when he's hungry or when the Gravity Room has broken down. Any other time he merely walks right pass me as if I don't exist or insults me. But I know that he does care for me. If he didn't, Trunks wouldn't be born and I probably wouldn't be alive right now.
I'm of no value to him, he could just kill me right here and now, but I'm still alive. If he didn't care I wouldn't be standing here. Everyone else thinks that Vegeta is just an arrogant person who cares nothing for the well being of others. But I think that he's arrogant because he doesn't want others to know that he does care. I think that Vegeta is afraid of acting weak in front of others.
Something tells me that Goku would agree with me. We both know that Vegeta is someone who isn't willing to accept change, but he has changed a lot. Maybe not on the outside: but surely on the inside. For one, he no longer tries to kill Goku.
I smiled before I walked back into capsule Corporation. I shivered as the cold winds blew my hair across my face. I sat down on my bed, thankful for the warmth of my blankets.
Once again Vegeta entered my thoughts. I believe that Vegeta actually cares just as much as anyone else does, but shows it differently. Vegeta has a heart it's just hard to see through his barrier of coldness to reach it. But I reached out to him once and I know that I can do it again.
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Hey everyone! Sorry that I haven't posted anything for a while. Anyway, I hope that you all like this fic. Please review it for me. This is my first ever romance fic so please take that into account everyone. ^^
This fanfic is dedicated to my net friend, Breaky. I hope you like this fic, Breaky. You go girl! ^^ This is my first ever romance fic so please take that into account everyone. ^^
Wrapping my jacket even tighter around my body to shield the harsh winds blowing towards me from my body, I quietly slipped out the back door of my house. Urging myself onwards, I approached the newly repaired Gravity room where I knew Vegeta would be, training to surpass Goku.
Is strength really that important to him, I ask myself. To Vegeta it's like fighting is his oxygen. He could never live without it.
When I woke up in the middle of the night and found that Vegeta was not in his room, I had felt a sudden fear. Why do you even care for him, Bulma? I asked myself, but I had not hesitated to snatch my jacket and run out the door, despite my fear of darkness.
When I heard the familiar sounds coming from the Gravity Room, I relaxed. As I was standing next to the Gravity Room I pushed myself up and peeped through the circular shaped windows. I scanned the dimly lit room and then I saw him, standing in the centre of the Gravity Room. Even though his back was facing me, I was certain that Vegeta knew I was there.
The only times he ever acknowledges me existence is when he's hungry or when the Gravity Room has broken down. Any other time he merely walks right pass me as if I don't exist or insults me. But I know that he does care for me. If he didn't, Trunks wouldn't be born and I probably wouldn't be alive right now.
I'm of no value to him, he could just kill me right here and now, but I'm still alive. If he didn't care I wouldn't be standing here. Everyone else thinks that Vegeta is just an arrogant person who cares nothing for the well being of others. But I think that he's arrogant because he doesn't want others to know that he does care. I think that Vegeta is afraid of acting weak in front of others.
Something tells me that Goku would agree with me. We both know that Vegeta is someone who isn't willing to accept change, but he has changed a lot. Maybe not on the outside: but surely on the inside. For one, he no longer tries to kill Goku.
I smiled before I walked back into capsule Corporation. I shivered as the cold winds blew my hair across my face. I sat down on my bed, thankful for the warmth of my blankets.
Once again Vegeta entered my thoughts. I believe that Vegeta actually cares just as much as anyone else does, but shows it differently. Vegeta has a heart it's just hard to see through his barrier of coldness to reach it. But I reached out to him once and I know that I can do it again.
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Hey everyone! Sorry that I haven't posted anything for a while. Anyway, I hope that you all like this fic. Please review it for me. This is my first ever romance fic so please take that into account everyone. ^^