Sorry it took so long. It took me that long to figure out how to upload stuff onto ff.net lol anywho now I know and here's Chappie 3 ^-^
Sharing the Same Tears
By Mynia
Part 3
A few hours had passed by the time I reached Yamcha's apartment. I rang the bell a couple of times before the door peered open a few inches and Yamcha's head peaked out. He was upset, for sure, I could tell. He muttered something, then turned and started walking off towards the kitchen, leaving the door open behind him. I hesitated and steps inside. Windows closed. Curtains pulled shut. It was a gloomy place. It used to be so bright here when we were still together, I remembered. But it wasn't like that anymore. Nothing was the way it was, including me.
I trailed his footsteps into the kitchen, where I found him making some omelettes, his back facing me. He didn't look at me. I don't blame him. I'd probably do the same thing if I were in his shoes. Maybe worse. It was a while before one of us decided to speak. It was Yamcha who had the guts to go first.
"Do you think you could ever love me as much as you love him?" his voice was sad, he knew he couldn't win. I didn't say anything, how could I? It was questions like these that were impossible to answer without hurting anyone. He turned and looked at me, his usual smile broken down with grief, his eyes silently pleading for my love. I saw a few tears pool at the rims of his eyes before he reached up and started wiping them away. I couldn't bear to see him like this. So what did I do? I went over and held him, just as he had held me when I broke down.
"Oh Yamcha," I whisper as I lightly stroke up and down his back. "Don't cry baby, don't cry." He clung on to me tightly, as if that would keep me his. Impossible. "I'm sorry Yamcha," I mutter as I pull away. "I…I have to go." I turned and left without turning back. I screwed my eyes shut as the tears hit home. I'm not a bad person. I just wanted to check up on him, see how he's doing. Is that so wrong??
~*~
I found myself at the Son's residence once again a few minutes later, spilling out everything that had happened to Chi Chi's demands. I wasn't planning on staying here for so long. Pick up Trunks and leave, I had told myself before I got here. A few soft gurgles sprouted up from my son's mouth, who was now safely back in my arms. At least I've followed half way through my plan. I said my goodbyes quickly and turned to leave. Chi Chi was sad to see me go but she was none the less more supportive than before.
"Take care Bulma," I saw her wave goodbye in the distance as I head off. I decide to go on foot, I've got a lot of thinking to do.
~*~
It was getting cold so I decided to use my air car after all. I'd driven a few hundred kilometres before I spotted him, flying through the clouds faster than the speed of light. He saw me too; I could tell when he started heading my way. I was surprised to see Vegeta again today, I thought that was the end the last time we ran into each other. He landed in front of my car after I pulled over. I stared at him, not knowing what to say.
"Woman…" he stopped and started again. "Bulma I…I.." his eyes clenched shut tightly. He scowled as light aura surrounded him. Then he suddenly took off, leaving a small trail of dust behind him. I sat dumbfounded in my seat. Little droplets of water drizzled down onto my window. It took me a while to acknowledge the fact that it had started raining. I started the car again and went back on the road. I've got a plane to catch.
~*~
Chi Chi bent down and wiped the clothes off the couch, sitting down as Vegeta did the same. She was confused as to why he was here again and couldn't help but wonder. He wanted to talk to Goku, that's for sure. The man's pride and ego was beyond reach for him to talk to a 'woman'. But never the less she couldn't help but ask, but his only reaction was that he reached out and turned on the tele. Then he humphed. Chi Chi eyed him as he flicked through the channels trying to figure out what to watch. Bright lights flashed before her eyes, one after another. Eventually she lost interest and got up to leave.
With a disappointed sigh Chi Chi proceeded cleaning the dishes, but still observed Vegeta out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to have stopped at one channel. She stared at him. Then at the tv which he looked to be totally engrossed in.
'"She was the love of my life. And when we broke up I knew I'd never find anyone so…perfect"' came the tv, a young actor, dark hair, fair skin, green eyes, was saying. Vegeta? Watching a soap opera? Unbelievable. She heard him scowl and then change the channel again. Then as quickly as he had come, he stood and turned to leave.
"Wait," Chi Chi called after him, not really thinking ahead. She couldn't stand it any longer. If she didn't do something, Bulma is going to make the biggest mistake of her life.
~*~
I look one last time at my once hometown before I got on the plane. The moonlight burned through the darkness making a light glow across the sky. It was beautiful, I had to admit. I'm really going to miss this place. I shook my head and boarded the plane recalling my intentions. What Vegeta has put me through is inexcusable. It hurt. I wont put up with it any longer. I want a man that respects me. I want a man who's caring and pure. I want a man who actually loves me. And those are qualities that Vegeta just doesn't have. Besides…
There's plenty of fish in the sea.
~*~
[Gasp!] Bulma's really going!! Oh no! What will become of our favorite couple?! Tune in next chapter to find out.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story.
To read some of my fav fics, visit my website, Silver B's : http://www27.brinkster.com/silverb/
You can have your fics hosted there too, just email me at charmwij@hotmail.com or try me on msn ^-^ Kudoes Ja ne!
Sharing the Same Tears
By Mynia
Part 3
A few hours had passed by the time I reached Yamcha's apartment. I rang the bell a couple of times before the door peered open a few inches and Yamcha's head peaked out. He was upset, for sure, I could tell. He muttered something, then turned and started walking off towards the kitchen, leaving the door open behind him. I hesitated and steps inside. Windows closed. Curtains pulled shut. It was a gloomy place. It used to be so bright here when we were still together, I remembered. But it wasn't like that anymore. Nothing was the way it was, including me.
I trailed his footsteps into the kitchen, where I found him making some omelettes, his back facing me. He didn't look at me. I don't blame him. I'd probably do the same thing if I were in his shoes. Maybe worse. It was a while before one of us decided to speak. It was Yamcha who had the guts to go first.
"Do you think you could ever love me as much as you love him?" his voice was sad, he knew he couldn't win. I didn't say anything, how could I? It was questions like these that were impossible to answer without hurting anyone. He turned and looked at me, his usual smile broken down with grief, his eyes silently pleading for my love. I saw a few tears pool at the rims of his eyes before he reached up and started wiping them away. I couldn't bear to see him like this. So what did I do? I went over and held him, just as he had held me when I broke down.
"Oh Yamcha," I whisper as I lightly stroke up and down his back. "Don't cry baby, don't cry." He clung on to me tightly, as if that would keep me his. Impossible. "I'm sorry Yamcha," I mutter as I pull away. "I…I have to go." I turned and left without turning back. I screwed my eyes shut as the tears hit home. I'm not a bad person. I just wanted to check up on him, see how he's doing. Is that so wrong??
~*~
I found myself at the Son's residence once again a few minutes later, spilling out everything that had happened to Chi Chi's demands. I wasn't planning on staying here for so long. Pick up Trunks and leave, I had told myself before I got here. A few soft gurgles sprouted up from my son's mouth, who was now safely back in my arms. At least I've followed half way through my plan. I said my goodbyes quickly and turned to leave. Chi Chi was sad to see me go but she was none the less more supportive than before.
"Take care Bulma," I saw her wave goodbye in the distance as I head off. I decide to go on foot, I've got a lot of thinking to do.
~*~
It was getting cold so I decided to use my air car after all. I'd driven a few hundred kilometres before I spotted him, flying through the clouds faster than the speed of light. He saw me too; I could tell when he started heading my way. I was surprised to see Vegeta again today, I thought that was the end the last time we ran into each other. He landed in front of my car after I pulled over. I stared at him, not knowing what to say.
"Woman…" he stopped and started again. "Bulma I…I.." his eyes clenched shut tightly. He scowled as light aura surrounded him. Then he suddenly took off, leaving a small trail of dust behind him. I sat dumbfounded in my seat. Little droplets of water drizzled down onto my window. It took me a while to acknowledge the fact that it had started raining. I started the car again and went back on the road. I've got a plane to catch.
~*~
Chi Chi bent down and wiped the clothes off the couch, sitting down as Vegeta did the same. She was confused as to why he was here again and couldn't help but wonder. He wanted to talk to Goku, that's for sure. The man's pride and ego was beyond reach for him to talk to a 'woman'. But never the less she couldn't help but ask, but his only reaction was that he reached out and turned on the tele. Then he humphed. Chi Chi eyed him as he flicked through the channels trying to figure out what to watch. Bright lights flashed before her eyes, one after another. Eventually she lost interest and got up to leave.
With a disappointed sigh Chi Chi proceeded cleaning the dishes, but still observed Vegeta out of the corner of her eye. He seemed to have stopped at one channel. She stared at him. Then at the tv which he looked to be totally engrossed in.
'"She was the love of my life. And when we broke up I knew I'd never find anyone so…perfect"' came the tv, a young actor, dark hair, fair skin, green eyes, was saying. Vegeta? Watching a soap opera? Unbelievable. She heard him scowl and then change the channel again. Then as quickly as he had come, he stood and turned to leave.
"Wait," Chi Chi called after him, not really thinking ahead. She couldn't stand it any longer. If she didn't do something, Bulma is going to make the biggest mistake of her life.
~*~
I look one last time at my once hometown before I got on the plane. The moonlight burned through the darkness making a light glow across the sky. It was beautiful, I had to admit. I'm really going to miss this place. I shook my head and boarded the plane recalling my intentions. What Vegeta has put me through is inexcusable. It hurt. I wont put up with it any longer. I want a man that respects me. I want a man who's caring and pure. I want a man who actually loves me. And those are qualities that Vegeta just doesn't have. Besides…
There's plenty of fish in the sea.
~*~
[Gasp!] Bulma's really going!! Oh no! What will become of our favorite couple?! Tune in next chapter to find out.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story.
To read some of my fav fics, visit my website, Silver B's : http://www27.brinkster.com/silverb/
You can have your fics hosted there too, just email me at charmwij@hotmail.com or try me on msn ^-^ Kudoes Ja ne!