~~ Music Of The Heart ~~
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 2 "I Play Dead"
**Darling stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking**
Bulma sighed once more then glanced at Vegeta out the corner of her eye. She thought about how he had changed over the time he was here on Earth. No one else seem to notice it but she had. She could feel it in him. How he calmly stood there looking at the sky with her. She knew it would last much longer and he soon walk off or demand something from her. She bet deep down Vegeta was a ok guy and each day, little by little she say that he was.
**Hopeful embraces**
Vegeta started to breath a little more heavily. Training for so long into the day was finally hitting him. His legs began to cry out to give as pain rushed over him. It hit him so suddenly he knew he wasn't going to be able to walk back just yet. He sat down and fell back into the grass still a little ways from Bulma. He wasn't about to get too close to her. He watched her breathe slowly out of the corner of his eye. She really was one of the more lovely creatures of this planet with a personality to match his own. He wasn't one to lie to himself but he would never openly say what he really felt.
**Don't you understand?
I have to go through this**
"I never did answer your question , did I Vegeta?" Bulma spoke softly. Vegeta stared straight ahead not showing any emotion as usual. "No you didn't woman." "To see where I am." Vegeta glanced at her in confusion for a second, "And what is that suppose to mean?" Bulma closed her eyes then reopened them slowly. "It means I don't know what I'm doing." She sighed "I broke up with Yamcha tonight. Now I'm not too sure what the future holds for me anymore." she said sadly.
**I belong to here where
No-one cares and no-one loves**
Vegeta felt oddly connected to Bulma for a second but then brushed it off. "I see you finally got rid of that loser." he smirked at his comment. Bulma opened her mouth to yell back but she was in no mood. "And what would you be any better?" she said very dry and sarcastically. Vegeta grunted at her comment. "At least I wouldn't have a wondering eye." he spoke just as dryly. "But then" he paused "I don't love anyone so you tell me."
**No light no air to live in
A place called hate**
Bulma was taken back by his statement. Even with the hope Vegeta might have some good in him there was always that darker side. For some reason it didn't effect her as much as it did other people anymore. Yes he was cold, hateful, but he had his reasons to be. "But now is not the time to think of that." she thought to herself. Her mind was stuck on what's to come. Nothing was all she got back from her thoughts. So she went numb once more inside.
**The city of fear I play dead**
Vegeta flexed his legs, the pain was leaving him little by little. He had enough talking to the "woman" but oddly he expected her to same more than she had. Almost all the time he wishes she would shut up already but now, it's odd, so very odd to hear nothing from her. But he brushed it off once more. Things like that should not matter to him, all that did was his training.
**It stops the hurting
I play dead**
Bulma closed her eyes and inside started to build her walls. Inside she was dying inside from her breakup with Yamcha. No she wouldn't go back to him, the breakup was a necessary evil she had to do. So to save her self from this sort of pain again she was going to act. Put back on that happy face people knew her for. But inside, she was dead.
**And the hurting stops
It's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures**
Vegeta was shocked when Bulma stood up and smiled at him out of nowhere. He raised a brow at her actions. "What is it?" he spoke. Bulma's smile was a sicking view for him. He could tell right off it was a mask. She was covering up a deeper pain. But he's not one to care so he got up as well and crossed his arms eyeing her new front she put up. "How about we get some ice cream, just me and you Vegeta.?" She still had that mellow tone of voice and was sadly trying to make it sound more cheerful.
**I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
Caress every ache
I play dead,
It stops the hurting**
For the first time Vegeta and Bulma felt the same, both dead inside. The only way they knew to stop the pain.
~ to be continued? ~
[ This song is called "Play Dead" by Björk Sorry if this chapter was a little bit of a downer but you need to go down before you can go up. Anyway will Bulma ever really feel again inside? Will Vegeta stop being a ass? What flavor ice cream do they got? *drools* Errr Stay tune and find out in the next musical chapter. Oh ya I said longer and sorry I'll just write more chapters faster since I already got some reviews, THANK YOUUU *huggles them to death* ^^;;; heh Anyway I'll write on into the night for ya! -Ellen]
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 2 "I Play Dead"
**Darling stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking**
Bulma sighed once more then glanced at Vegeta out the corner of her eye. She thought about how he had changed over the time he was here on Earth. No one else seem to notice it but she had. She could feel it in him. How he calmly stood there looking at the sky with her. She knew it would last much longer and he soon walk off or demand something from her. She bet deep down Vegeta was a ok guy and each day, little by little she say that he was.
**Hopeful embraces**
Vegeta started to breath a little more heavily. Training for so long into the day was finally hitting him. His legs began to cry out to give as pain rushed over him. It hit him so suddenly he knew he wasn't going to be able to walk back just yet. He sat down and fell back into the grass still a little ways from Bulma. He wasn't about to get too close to her. He watched her breathe slowly out of the corner of his eye. She really was one of the more lovely creatures of this planet with a personality to match his own. He wasn't one to lie to himself but he would never openly say what he really felt.
**Don't you understand?
I have to go through this**
"I never did answer your question , did I Vegeta?" Bulma spoke softly. Vegeta stared straight ahead not showing any emotion as usual. "No you didn't woman." "To see where I am." Vegeta glanced at her in confusion for a second, "And what is that suppose to mean?" Bulma closed her eyes then reopened them slowly. "It means I don't know what I'm doing." She sighed "I broke up with Yamcha tonight. Now I'm not too sure what the future holds for me anymore." she said sadly.
**I belong to here where
No-one cares and no-one loves**
Vegeta felt oddly connected to Bulma for a second but then brushed it off. "I see you finally got rid of that loser." he smirked at his comment. Bulma opened her mouth to yell back but she was in no mood. "And what would you be any better?" she said very dry and sarcastically. Vegeta grunted at her comment. "At least I wouldn't have a wondering eye." he spoke just as dryly. "But then" he paused "I don't love anyone so you tell me."
**No light no air to live in
A place called hate**
Bulma was taken back by his statement. Even with the hope Vegeta might have some good in him there was always that darker side. For some reason it didn't effect her as much as it did other people anymore. Yes he was cold, hateful, but he had his reasons to be. "But now is not the time to think of that." she thought to herself. Her mind was stuck on what's to come. Nothing was all she got back from her thoughts. So she went numb once more inside.
**The city of fear I play dead**
Vegeta flexed his legs, the pain was leaving him little by little. He had enough talking to the "woman" but oddly he expected her to same more than she had. Almost all the time he wishes she would shut up already but now, it's odd, so very odd to hear nothing from her. But he brushed it off once more. Things like that should not matter to him, all that did was his training.
**It stops the hurting
I play dead**
Bulma closed her eyes and inside started to build her walls. Inside she was dying inside from her breakup with Yamcha. No she wouldn't go back to him, the breakup was a necessary evil she had to do. So to save her self from this sort of pain again she was going to act. Put back on that happy face people knew her for. But inside, she was dead.
**And the hurting stops
It's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures**
Vegeta was shocked when Bulma stood up and smiled at him out of nowhere. He raised a brow at her actions. "What is it?" he spoke. Bulma's smile was a sicking view for him. He could tell right off it was a mask. She was covering up a deeper pain. But he's not one to care so he got up as well and crossed his arms eyeing her new front she put up. "How about we get some ice cream, just me and you Vegeta.?" She still had that mellow tone of voice and was sadly trying to make it sound more cheerful.
**I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
Caress every ache
I play dead,
It stops the hurting**
For the first time Vegeta and Bulma felt the same, both dead inside. The only way they knew to stop the pain.
~ to be continued? ~
[ This song is called "Play Dead" by Björk Sorry if this chapter was a little bit of a downer but you need to go down before you can go up. Anyway will Bulma ever really feel again inside? Will Vegeta stop being a ass? What flavor ice cream do they got? *drools* Errr Stay tune and find out in the next musical chapter. Oh ya I said longer and sorry I'll just write more chapters faster since I already got some reviews, THANK YOUUU *huggles them to death* ^^;;; heh Anyway I'll write on into the night for ya! -Ellen]