~~ Music Of The Heart ~~
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 3 "Time Of Your Life"
**Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go **
Vegeta was just about to tell her off and finally go into to take a shower when a large gust of win blew by them almost knocking Bulma over. The wind whipped her hair widely around her face and she braced herself to keep upright. It died right back down and Bulma found herself standing rather close to Vegeta who was distance before. Vegeta stood is ground as she composed herself. There was still a light breeze that made her hair sway just right in the night air. Vegeta's nose picked up her scent as it was tossed around in the air. It had such a fresh pleasantness to it and soon became intoxicated from it. Her smirked lightly as her hair was simply a mess and her checks where flushed do to the cold wind that just blew by. Vegeta could swear she was glowing, like a full moon her face radiated a warm that felt nice to be in view of it.
**So make the best of this test and don't ask why**
Bulma suddenly looked at him which who was gazing at her. She smiled at him and seem to be in slightly better sprits now. For some reason she felt better since Vegeta came over to her. Vegeta felt a slight warmth in his face as she smiled at him. "What does she want now?" he thought. She came over and wrapped around his arms and smirked up at him. "Care for that ice cream now?" Vegeta huffed at her touching him but it oddly felt nice. Her soft hands wrapped around his well worked and defined arms. He turned towards the building with Bulma still attached to him. Bulma glanced at him out of the corner of her eye as they walked. She felt something from him, like a extension of his own power to her. Telling her to be strong in this rough time for her. She sighed and closed her eyes and felt the passing wind run it's hands around her face.
**It's not a question but a lesson learned in time **
They made it back to the kitchen and Bulma put some ice cream in a bowl for her self and gave the rest of the full carton to Vegeta. Vegeta dug right in not saying a word as Bulma sat across from him taking small bites of any. Vegeta glanced up and saw her just staring at her ice cream now, swirling her spoon in it. "Woman" he said in a rather normal tone. "Hmm?" She looked up at him with a bit of ice cream leaking down the side of his face. "Oh my god it looks like he's drooling." she suddenly turned red at her own humor. Vegeta raised a brow at her suddenly going flush. Bulma started to snicker. Vegeta glared slightly at her. She snorted then broke out laughing. Vegeta gawked slightly at her sudden out burst and that fact she just "snorted!" "What's so damn funny woman!?" he demanded. She calmed her self and got up and grabbed a napkin and walked over to him. "You big baby." she smiled. Vegeta was going to snap back at her but the way she spoke to him just then. It had a tone to it that he barely picked up but this only delayed him for a moment. He grabbed the napkin harshly out of her hand. "That's more like it servant woman!" he said with a smirk. Bulma suddenly lost her smiled and huffed at him. "Jerk!"
**It's something unpredictable But in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life**
She began to tear up slightly being still emotional unstable as she was. Vegeta glanced up and saw this and sighed inside. "GREAT! Now the damn woman is going to cry." he yelled to himself. Vegeta stood up, he wasn't in the mood to deal with tears right now or her high pitched crying. Bulma held her hands over her heart and kept looking at the floor trying to keep the tears in. But it was too late, one fat one managed to get away and roll down her cheek. She was surprised when she felt a finger glide along her face and caught the tear. Bulma looked up only to see the same rock hard expression on Vegeta's face. He left the tear gather on to his finger then removed it and flicked it away. "What did I tell you woman!" he bellowed. Bulma looked up at him in confusion. "Tears should never be needed." with this said he turned and left for his room. Bulma was left standing there with a surprised expression. "Was her just, nice to me?" she questioned herself.
**So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time**
Bulma made it back to her bedroom and flopped down on the bed. She sighed and kicked off her shoes and looked over at the time. She smirked slightly at the photographic next to the clock. It was from about 3 months ago. Everyone stopped training for a day to come to a cook out there. Even Vegeta stopped for a while but only cause of all the food and to tell Goku he was going to beat him someday some more. She heard the shower go off down the hall. Bulma smiled a bit more and thought back to that day. Everyone was smiling, well in there own way. Goku and Krillin were busy talking away as Gohan was being pulled away here and there by Chichi to study more. Piccolo even showed up but kept to himself to the back. She even talked to him for a bit that day. Piccolo was very polite to her which tossed her off a bit. She guessed he really had changed. He was nothing like when they first saw each other so long ago. Things where so care free that day. She only wished that all her friends would live long enough in the end to have more days like that. She sat back and wondered about what happen tonight.
**Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while**
Vegeta came out of the shower and dried himself off. One of his scars caught his eye as he remember how it was inflicted upon him. He smirked remembering how good that fight felt. How living each day might be his last but was he really? He really had no say in the matter. It was killed or be killed. But he didn't feel that way here anymore. Freaze was dead and he wasn't hopping from planet to planet laying waste to it as he went. He could stop and breathe for once. Vegeta thought he knew himself but after all that has happen he's begun to change himself. He wasn't too sure how yet but he could feel it. "Maybe it's the change into a Super Saiyan at last." he said silently to himself. But whatever it was being in this place seem to make it stronger every day. Vegeta changed and fell onto his bed. Take a moment to ponder a thought that was plaguing him.
**It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life**
The question
"Does he care for me?"
"Do I care for her?"
Wondering
"How could he?"
"Why would I?"
Doubt
"Why would he?"
"I could never"
Resentment
"UGH! Now he's got me thinking."
"Damn that woman, making me weak."
Be Foundment
"Does he even feel?"
"Why should I?"
Wishful
"It would be nice if he was nicer to me."
"Could she ever care of me?"
Conclusions
"Will I always be alone?"
"Must I always be alone?"
[ Well thinks are getting into deep thought. As for Vegeta ya I know he's a badass but for a reason. I'm trying to show that he is only the way he is by situation not by choice but now that he's free he can shape himself to who he wants to be. Bulma is sorta of miss right now. Grasping for a new direction in her lost life right now. She'll cheer up and find she doesn't need to be cold inside but she might need some help with that. I hope I'm doing a good enough job here. Please R&R and I'll write more. =3 -Ellen ]
*disclaimer: DBZ is not owned by me.... yet! MUHAHAA!!!
Chapter 3 "Time Of Your Life"
**Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go **
Vegeta was just about to tell her off and finally go into to take a shower when a large gust of win blew by them almost knocking Bulma over. The wind whipped her hair widely around her face and she braced herself to keep upright. It died right back down and Bulma found herself standing rather close to Vegeta who was distance before. Vegeta stood is ground as she composed herself. There was still a light breeze that made her hair sway just right in the night air. Vegeta's nose picked up her scent as it was tossed around in the air. It had such a fresh pleasantness to it and soon became intoxicated from it. Her smirked lightly as her hair was simply a mess and her checks where flushed do to the cold wind that just blew by. Vegeta could swear she was glowing, like a full moon her face radiated a warm that felt nice to be in view of it.
**So make the best of this test and don't ask why**
Bulma suddenly looked at him which who was gazing at her. She smiled at him and seem to be in slightly better sprits now. For some reason she felt better since Vegeta came over to her. Vegeta felt a slight warmth in his face as she smiled at him. "What does she want now?" he thought. She came over and wrapped around his arms and smirked up at him. "Care for that ice cream now?" Vegeta huffed at her touching him but it oddly felt nice. Her soft hands wrapped around his well worked and defined arms. He turned towards the building with Bulma still attached to him. Bulma glanced at him out of the corner of her eye as they walked. She felt something from him, like a extension of his own power to her. Telling her to be strong in this rough time for her. She sighed and closed her eyes and felt the passing wind run it's hands around her face.
**It's not a question but a lesson learned in time **
They made it back to the kitchen and Bulma put some ice cream in a bowl for her self and gave the rest of the full carton to Vegeta. Vegeta dug right in not saying a word as Bulma sat across from him taking small bites of any. Vegeta glanced up and saw her just staring at her ice cream now, swirling her spoon in it. "Woman" he said in a rather normal tone. "Hmm?" She looked up at him with a bit of ice cream leaking down the side of his face. "Oh my god it looks like he's drooling." she suddenly turned red at her own humor. Vegeta raised a brow at her suddenly going flush. Bulma started to snicker. Vegeta glared slightly at her. She snorted then broke out laughing. Vegeta gawked slightly at her sudden out burst and that fact she just "snorted!" "What's so damn funny woman!?" he demanded. She calmed her self and got up and grabbed a napkin and walked over to him. "You big baby." she smiled. Vegeta was going to snap back at her but the way she spoke to him just then. It had a tone to it that he barely picked up but this only delayed him for a moment. He grabbed the napkin harshly out of her hand. "That's more like it servant woman!" he said with a smirk. Bulma suddenly lost her smiled and huffed at him. "Jerk!"
**It's something unpredictable But in the end is right, I hope you had the time of your life**
She began to tear up slightly being still emotional unstable as she was. Vegeta glanced up and saw this and sighed inside. "GREAT! Now the damn woman is going to cry." he yelled to himself. Vegeta stood up, he wasn't in the mood to deal with tears right now or her high pitched crying. Bulma held her hands over her heart and kept looking at the floor trying to keep the tears in. But it was too late, one fat one managed to get away and roll down her cheek. She was surprised when she felt a finger glide along her face and caught the tear. Bulma looked up only to see the same rock hard expression on Vegeta's face. He left the tear gather on to his finger then removed it and flicked it away. "What did I tell you woman!" he bellowed. Bulma looked up at him in confusion. "Tears should never be needed." with this said he turned and left for his room. Bulma was left standing there with a surprised expression. "Was her just, nice to me?" she questioned herself.
**So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time**
Bulma made it back to her bedroom and flopped down on the bed. She sighed and kicked off her shoes and looked over at the time. She smirked slightly at the photographic next to the clock. It was from about 3 months ago. Everyone stopped training for a day to come to a cook out there. Even Vegeta stopped for a while but only cause of all the food and to tell Goku he was going to beat him someday some more. She heard the shower go off down the hall. Bulma smiled a bit more and thought back to that day. Everyone was smiling, well in there own way. Goku and Krillin were busy talking away as Gohan was being pulled away here and there by Chichi to study more. Piccolo even showed up but kept to himself to the back. She even talked to him for a bit that day. Piccolo was very polite to her which tossed her off a bit. She guessed he really had changed. He was nothing like when they first saw each other so long ago. Things where so care free that day. She only wished that all her friends would live long enough in the end to have more days like that. She sat back and wondered about what happen tonight.
**Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while**
Vegeta came out of the shower and dried himself off. One of his scars caught his eye as he remember how it was inflicted upon him. He smirked remembering how good that fight felt. How living each day might be his last but was he really? He really had no say in the matter. It was killed or be killed. But he didn't feel that way here anymore. Freaze was dead and he wasn't hopping from planet to planet laying waste to it as he went. He could stop and breathe for once. Vegeta thought he knew himself but after all that has happen he's begun to change himself. He wasn't too sure how yet but he could feel it. "Maybe it's the change into a Super Saiyan at last." he said silently to himself. But whatever it was being in this place seem to make it stronger every day. Vegeta changed and fell onto his bed. Take a moment to ponder a thought that was plaguing him.
**It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right I hope you had the time of your life**
The question
"Does he care for me?"
"Do I care for her?"
Wondering
"How could he?"
"Why would I?"
Doubt
"Why would he?"
"I could never"
Resentment
"UGH! Now he's got me thinking."
"Damn that woman, making me weak."
Be Foundment
"Does he even feel?"
"Why should I?"
Wishful
"It would be nice if he was nicer to me."
"Could she ever care of me?"
Conclusions
"Will I always be alone?"
"Must I always be alone?"
[ Well thinks are getting into deep thought. As for Vegeta ya I know he's a badass but for a reason. I'm trying to show that he is only the way he is by situation not by choice but now that he's free he can shape himself to who he wants to be. Bulma is sorta of miss right now. Grasping for a new direction in her lost life right now. She'll cheer up and find she doesn't need to be cold inside but she might need some help with that. I hope I'm doing a good enough job here. Please R&R and I'll write more. =3 -Ellen ]