~~ Music Of The Heart ~~
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 1 "The Real Folk Blues"
**It's too late to cry I love you.
The wind still blowing, my heart still aching**
Bulma walked on off leaving Yamcha alone on the street corner. Some expect the ending of a relationship like theirs would end in a huge fight, but strangely it went without even a raised voice. Yamcha felt numb inside and was left with a dry face. It was finally over between him and Bulma, all them years together added up to nothing in the end. Bulma told him right out that she felt they we're going no where. Same old day in day out, never going forward or backwards. Yamcha felt the same way a bit as Bulma did. He was glad a little that they ended with a certain grace.
**One side of my eyes see tomorrow,
And the other one see yesterday
I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again**
But now he was left alone at that corner with a lifetime of memories flooding into him. He hated to be alone, he was alone when he was a child and hated the feeling. Puar didn't come into his life till he was becoming a teen. Puar was his first real friend but Bulma was something more. He missed her already. He lowered himself to the ground and hugged his knees and though of only one word. "alone"
**Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes**
Bulma was walking along, trying to be strong as she always was, trying to keep the tears in check. She knew a while ago she didn't love Yamcha anymore but why it take her so long to say it. She was surprised Yamcha didn't put up much of a fight. He just looked a bit shock then grew silent and spoke few words in return. She prayed she didn't hurt him, she still loved him, but as a friend. Then she went numb too inside and walked on towards Capsule Corp.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real sorrow
It's not bad a life in the muddy river
If life is once**
Bulma got home and stood at the sidewalk looking up at the huge building and sighed. She wasn't ready to go in just yet and face her family and especially NOT Vegeta at this point in time. She looked over to the side where the Gravity Room Capsule was, red light softly came out the windows and shown on to the lawn. Vegeta was doing a session of night training again. She walked over to the GR *gravity room* and went to a near by tree and laid down on the cool night grass. She gazed up at the clear night sky and went into thought.
**Hopeless hope, and the chance with traps
What is right, or wrong
It's like a both side of a coin**
She wonder what was life going to be now. Who would she share her life with now? All she had was her work now. She could become one of them career women what where is living life in that? Once a life full of direction became a mess to her. Like dust in the wind, she has always been blown which ever the way the wind goes. But Yamcha, Yamcha was her stability, like a strong tree holding her in place. Now that was gone. She felt free now but she only wished she knew which way she was blowing in the great wind of life.
**How long I must live till I release?**
Yamcha still sat there at the corner, watching the night sky as well. He wanted to cry, like he did when he was a child but nothing came. He just bottled it back inside and stood up taking a deep breath in. He slowly walked off towards his apartment, with a blank face hanging on him. Tomorrow he would train and try to move on, alone.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real pleasure
All that glitters is not gold**
Bulma was so caught up at looking at the sky she didn't hear Vegeta come out of the GR. He walked out into the cool night air and closed his eyes drawing it in. He loved the night secretly, he felt really alive in it's blanket. He started to walk towards the building when Bulma laying in the grass caught his eye. "What is she doing out here" he thought. He walked over to her but kept a good 3 feet away and looked up at the sky like her as well, then back down at her. "What are you staring at woman." he bellowed. Bulma glanced over at him then back at the stars. She sighed, "Oh hello Vegeta, I'm star gazing." Her tone was oddly calm and she looked very melancholy. Vegeta cocked a brow, "I can see that woman but why?" She didn't answer right away and seem to be taking her time with the proper response. But nothing seem to come to her mind. She closed her eyes and sat up looking down at the ground. "Woman, why don't you answer me when I ask you something?" Vegeta spoke a tad annoyed now.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real sorrow
It's not bad a life in the muddy river
If life is once**
A tear ran down her cheek and she closed her eyes. Vegeta was taken a bit back by this sight. He never saw the woman show such weakness before. He wonder what had happen to her tonight. She was mellow today and was oddly quite to him all day. At breakfast he tried to get her in one of there verbal sparring matches but no matter how hard he tried she just spoke very softly. He thought after going to see that weakling Yamcha she become her usual loud and bold self. But here she is looking worse than this morning. He looked back up at the sky and took in another deep breath. "Tears should be never needed woman" he spoke oddly quite. Bulma opened her eyes and looked up at Vegeta who seem to be taken in a trance by the sky. She looked up as well and the two of them stood there silent for a while, just watching the stars twinkle in the sky.
~ to be continued? ~
[ =3 Hey all, this is my newest fan fiction. It's the way I think Bulma and Vegeta hooked up, opps. Did I spoil it. ^^;; Well this isn't your typical music fan fic. The music lyrics put in here is like background music if you must. Each song will go along with what is happening in the chapter. The song here is called "The Real Folk Blues" which all you Cowboy Bebop fans know and love. I was going to use another song originally but this one fits the mood of the scene I tried to portray. Sorry if the characters at anytime seem out of OOC but I'm better at drawing than I am writing. If you like me to write the next chapter plz R&R and I'll write a much longer chapter. I wanna see how people take to this idea first is all. So thanks to ya all who read this. -Ellen ]
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 1 "The Real Folk Blues"
**It's too late to cry I love you.
The wind still blowing, my heart still aching**
Bulma walked on off leaving Yamcha alone on the street corner. Some expect the ending of a relationship like theirs would end in a huge fight, but strangely it went without even a raised voice. Yamcha felt numb inside and was left with a dry face. It was finally over between him and Bulma, all them years together added up to nothing in the end. Bulma told him right out that she felt they we're going no where. Same old day in day out, never going forward or backwards. Yamcha felt the same way a bit as Bulma did. He was glad a little that they ended with a certain grace.
**One side of my eyes see tomorrow,
And the other one see yesterday
I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again**
But now he was left alone at that corner with a lifetime of memories flooding into him. He hated to be alone, he was alone when he was a child and hated the feeling. Puar didn't come into his life till he was becoming a teen. Puar was his first real friend but Bulma was something more. He missed her already. He lowered himself to the ground and hugged his knees and though of only one word. "alone"
**Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes**
Bulma was walking along, trying to be strong as she always was, trying to keep the tears in check. She knew a while ago she didn't love Yamcha anymore but why it take her so long to say it. She was surprised Yamcha didn't put up much of a fight. He just looked a bit shock then grew silent and spoke few words in return. She prayed she didn't hurt him, she still loved him, but as a friend. Then she went numb too inside and walked on towards Capsule Corp.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real sorrow
It's not bad a life in the muddy river
If life is once**
Bulma got home and stood at the sidewalk looking up at the huge building and sighed. She wasn't ready to go in just yet and face her family and especially NOT Vegeta at this point in time. She looked over to the side where the Gravity Room Capsule was, red light softly came out the windows and shown on to the lawn. Vegeta was doing a session of night training again. She walked over to the GR *gravity room* and went to a near by tree and laid down on the cool night grass. She gazed up at the clear night sky and went into thought.
**Hopeless hope, and the chance with traps
What is right, or wrong
It's like a both side of a coin**
She wonder what was life going to be now. Who would she share her life with now? All she had was her work now. She could become one of them career women what where is living life in that? Once a life full of direction became a mess to her. Like dust in the wind, she has always been blown which ever the way the wind goes. But Yamcha, Yamcha was her stability, like a strong tree holding her in place. Now that was gone. She felt free now but she only wished she knew which way she was blowing in the great wind of life.
**How long I must live till I release?**
Yamcha still sat there at the corner, watching the night sky as well. He wanted to cry, like he did when he was a child but nothing came. He just bottled it back inside and stood up taking a deep breath in. He slowly walked off towards his apartment, with a blank face hanging on him. Tomorrow he would train and try to move on, alone.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real pleasure
All that glitters is not gold**
Bulma was so caught up at looking at the sky she didn't hear Vegeta come out of the GR. He walked out into the cool night air and closed his eyes drawing it in. He loved the night secretly, he felt really alive in it's blanket. He started to walk towards the building when Bulma laying in the grass caught his eye. "What is she doing out here" he thought. He walked over to her but kept a good 3 feet away and looked up at the sky like her as well, then back down at her. "What are you staring at woman." he bellowed. Bulma glanced over at him then back at the stars. She sighed, "Oh hello Vegeta, I'm star gazing." Her tone was oddly calm and she looked very melancholy. Vegeta cocked a brow, "I can see that woman but why?" She didn't answer right away and seem to be taking her time with the proper response. But nothing seem to come to her mind. She closed her eyes and sat up looking down at the ground. "Woman, why don't you answer me when I ask you something?" Vegeta spoke a tad annoyed now.
**The real folk blues
I just want to feel a real sorrow
It's not bad a life in the muddy river
If life is once**
A tear ran down her cheek and she closed her eyes. Vegeta was taken a bit back by this sight. He never saw the woman show such weakness before. He wonder what had happen to her tonight. She was mellow today and was oddly quite to him all day. At breakfast he tried to get her in one of there verbal sparring matches but no matter how hard he tried she just spoke very softly. He thought after going to see that weakling Yamcha she become her usual loud and bold self. But here she is looking worse than this morning. He looked back up at the sky and took in another deep breath. "Tears should be never needed woman" he spoke oddly quite. Bulma opened her eyes and looked up at Vegeta who seem to be taken in a trance by the sky. She looked up as well and the two of them stood there silent for a while, just watching the stars twinkle in the sky.
~ to be continued? ~
[ =3 Hey all, this is my newest fan fiction. It's the way I think Bulma and Vegeta hooked up, opps. Did I spoil it. ^^;; Well this isn't your typical music fan fic. The music lyrics put in here is like background music if you must. Each song will go along with what is happening in the chapter. The song here is called "The Real Folk Blues" which all you Cowboy Bebop fans know and love. I was going to use another song originally but this one fits the mood of the scene I tried to portray. Sorry if the characters at anytime seem out of OOC but I'm better at drawing than I am writing. If you like me to write the next chapter plz R&R and I'll write a much longer chapter. I wanna see how people take to this idea first is all. So thanks to ya all who read this. -Ellen ]