Author's Note: Konnichiwa everyone! Even though I have only 7 reviews,
they're my 7 reviews! And I'd like to thank the following people for
reviewing.
-hippiechick -Lady Tykeria -Epitah Munku JGSPTV -DC
Gomen Nasai you guys! You're the greatest! ~.^
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* "Will you wait for me till I return?"
"Of course I will."
Vegeta smiled and kissed Kimiko on the lips. As they parted she waved good-bye, and tossed him her locket. He caught it and watched as her ship took flight. He stood there as long as he could, until he couldn't see the ship or its lights.
"Vegeta it's time for you to go. You have a meeting with Lord Frieza."
Vegeta ignored the person talking to him. He simply didn't care. He'd wait here for her return.
"Vegeta...Vegeta....Vegeta..." *
"Vegeta!" Bulma shook him a little.
"Huh?" Vegeta's gaze turned to Bulma.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"Yeah..." He turned back to stare out the window.
It had been raining all day. The sky was gray and everything else seemed gray. The only color were red flowers planted here and there around the grounds of Capsule Corp. Vegeta leaned against the window seal, listening to the steady sound of rain beating against the window. The sound echoed through his head and thoughts.
"Vegeta..." A voice called to him. A pale hand was placed on his shoulder. Vegeta looked at the hand, his eyes slowly trailing up to the face that belonged to it. He jumped seeing that all too familiar face. "Its just me silly."
"Ki- Kimiko?"
She simply nodded and smiled.
"But...you're...you're supposed to be-"
"Dead?" She sat beside him staring out the window.
"Yeah." Vegeta seemed to be having a hard time believing she was right there, sitting with him, as plain as day.
"You remember when it used to rain back on Planet Vegeta? We'd sit together and watch the rainfall...." Kimiko's hand took his.
Suddenly, Vegeta thought his heart would jump from his chest. Her hand was so soft but...she wasn't real. He jerked away from her. She turned her head, looking at him questioningly. They said nothing, just simply stared at one another. In his head, Vegeta went over every possible answer, every possible reason to why she was here. He still hadn't figured out whether she was real or just in his imagination.
"Go away! You're not real! You're supposed to be dead!"
"But I thought you'd want to see me again..."
"Vegeta, who are you talking to?" Bulma's voice came from the kitchen.
"No one, Onna," Vegeta quickly answered.
He turned back to Kimiko. She was standing. He watched as she walked to the hallway and disappeared. Vegeta went after her but she was gone, again.
"I'm really worried about him, Chi-Chi...." Bulma sighed in worry as she talked to her friend over phone.
"Well, Goku did say he was acting strange the last time they sparred...."
"I know. Sometimes I hear him talking but I don't know to who."
"Maybe he just needs to rest a bit."
"Maybe so...I just wish I knew what's wrong with him."
"Don't worry Bulma. He'll be fine."
"I hope you're right...Well, lunch is almost ready. Talk to you later."
"Bye."
~Click~
The faint sound of metal hitting metal was heard coming from the basement. Vegeta was down there, going through the old Saiyan space pod. He wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for. Right now, he just seemed confused and wanted to find out what was happening to him. After awhile he gave up the search and sat in the computer chair nearby.
"So who was that woman?" Vegeta looked up and there was Kimiko, sitting on the desk looking at him. He simply lifted his head to stare at her.
"Bulma...my wife."
"Your wife? But I thought I was the only girl for you..." She looked hurt. Vegeta glared at her.
"You're dead. How can I love a dead person?!?"
"You did....Once before."
"Maybe so...but things are different. You don't belong here."
"How so?" Kimiko crossed her arms and glared back at Vegeta, matching his glare perfectly.
". . . Well . . . It just is." He was at a lose for words and he didn't like not being able to explain what was going on here.
"You said that you'd love me forever...what happened to that?"
"What happened?!? You died! Don't you know that you are D-E-A-D!?!"
Kimiko's features saddened as Vegeta glared at her. He was having a hard time processing this, and she wasn't making it any easier. She got up from the desk and walked out of the doorway, Vegeta watching as she did so. After a moment he went after her but she was gone.
Days went by, those days turning into weeks and weeks into months. Vegeta was sparring in the gravity room, his mind had been troubling him every since that fateful afternoon.
"She's not real...then again...what if she is? What does she want with me anyhow?"
* Kimiko stood in a field filled with white wild flowers and beautiful, green grass. In the middle was a great tree with pink blossoms. It was a perfect spring day setting.
Vegeta stood a few yards away from her. As he started toward her, the sky grew dark and all the plants began to die. When he reached her, she fell dead.
"No!!!" Vegeta screamed over and over but it seemed hopeless. She was just lying there, dead.
*
Vegeta gasped before taking in a deep breathe. His heart pounded against his chest so hard he could hear it in his ears. His arm lifted to wipe the sweat from his brow. Those onyx eyes gazed around the large empty room.
"Kimiko..." He called out to the emptiness in a low whisper.
"Kimiko..." He said again only a little louder.
"Kimiko..." a third time he called, but still no answer. He sat down on the cold metal floor, a bit disappointed.
"Why did she come back...Is she ever going to come back again?" He asked himself out loud. "How can I love someone who has been gone for so long...? No! I need to put this all behind me! Kimiko is in the past and I can't live in the past..."
Vegeta was torn between himself. Once he found security in his life, something would always come and take it away from him. After the death of Kimiko he swore he'd never love again.... But there was Bulma. Did he love her as he thought he did? Or was it just something to forget the hurt and fill that empty space Kimiko had left in his heart?
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End A/N: YOU LIKE?!? I'm so happy for my few reviews and after getting reviews from Dc I was suddenly inspired to write more! I'm sorry if this chapter is short again. But if I get more reviews then I'll have a surprise for you all next time. Have fun reviewing! ~.^ Ja nE!
-hippiechick -Lady Tykeria -Epitah Munku JGSPTV -DC
Gomen Nasai you guys! You're the greatest! ~.^
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* "Will you wait for me till I return?"
"Of course I will."
Vegeta smiled and kissed Kimiko on the lips. As they parted she waved good-bye, and tossed him her locket. He caught it and watched as her ship took flight. He stood there as long as he could, until he couldn't see the ship or its lights.
"Vegeta it's time for you to go. You have a meeting with Lord Frieza."
Vegeta ignored the person talking to him. He simply didn't care. He'd wait here for her return.
"Vegeta...Vegeta....Vegeta..." *
"Vegeta!" Bulma shook him a little.
"Huh?" Vegeta's gaze turned to Bulma.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"Yeah..." He turned back to stare out the window.
It had been raining all day. The sky was gray and everything else seemed gray. The only color were red flowers planted here and there around the grounds of Capsule Corp. Vegeta leaned against the window seal, listening to the steady sound of rain beating against the window. The sound echoed through his head and thoughts.
"Vegeta..." A voice called to him. A pale hand was placed on his shoulder. Vegeta looked at the hand, his eyes slowly trailing up to the face that belonged to it. He jumped seeing that all too familiar face. "Its just me silly."
"Ki- Kimiko?"
She simply nodded and smiled.
"But...you're...you're supposed to be-"
"Dead?" She sat beside him staring out the window.
"Yeah." Vegeta seemed to be having a hard time believing she was right there, sitting with him, as plain as day.
"You remember when it used to rain back on Planet Vegeta? We'd sit together and watch the rainfall...." Kimiko's hand took his.
Suddenly, Vegeta thought his heart would jump from his chest. Her hand was so soft but...she wasn't real. He jerked away from her. She turned her head, looking at him questioningly. They said nothing, just simply stared at one another. In his head, Vegeta went over every possible answer, every possible reason to why she was here. He still hadn't figured out whether she was real or just in his imagination.
"Go away! You're not real! You're supposed to be dead!"
"But I thought you'd want to see me again..."
"Vegeta, who are you talking to?" Bulma's voice came from the kitchen.
"No one, Onna," Vegeta quickly answered.
He turned back to Kimiko. She was standing. He watched as she walked to the hallway and disappeared. Vegeta went after her but she was gone, again.
"I'm really worried about him, Chi-Chi...." Bulma sighed in worry as she talked to her friend over phone.
"Well, Goku did say he was acting strange the last time they sparred...."
"I know. Sometimes I hear him talking but I don't know to who."
"Maybe he just needs to rest a bit."
"Maybe so...I just wish I knew what's wrong with him."
"Don't worry Bulma. He'll be fine."
"I hope you're right...Well, lunch is almost ready. Talk to you later."
"Bye."
~Click~
The faint sound of metal hitting metal was heard coming from the basement. Vegeta was down there, going through the old Saiyan space pod. He wasn't exactly sure what he was looking for. Right now, he just seemed confused and wanted to find out what was happening to him. After awhile he gave up the search and sat in the computer chair nearby.
"So who was that woman?" Vegeta looked up and there was Kimiko, sitting on the desk looking at him. He simply lifted his head to stare at her.
"Bulma...my wife."
"Your wife? But I thought I was the only girl for you..." She looked hurt. Vegeta glared at her.
"You're dead. How can I love a dead person?!?"
"You did....Once before."
"Maybe so...but things are different. You don't belong here."
"How so?" Kimiko crossed her arms and glared back at Vegeta, matching his glare perfectly.
". . . Well . . . It just is." He was at a lose for words and he didn't like not being able to explain what was going on here.
"You said that you'd love me forever...what happened to that?"
"What happened?!? You died! Don't you know that you are D-E-A-D!?!"
Kimiko's features saddened as Vegeta glared at her. He was having a hard time processing this, and she wasn't making it any easier. She got up from the desk and walked out of the doorway, Vegeta watching as she did so. After a moment he went after her but she was gone.
Days went by, those days turning into weeks and weeks into months. Vegeta was sparring in the gravity room, his mind had been troubling him every since that fateful afternoon.
"She's not real...then again...what if she is? What does she want with me anyhow?"
* Kimiko stood in a field filled with white wild flowers and beautiful, green grass. In the middle was a great tree with pink blossoms. It was a perfect spring day setting.
Vegeta stood a few yards away from her. As he started toward her, the sky grew dark and all the plants began to die. When he reached her, she fell dead.
"No!!!" Vegeta screamed over and over but it seemed hopeless. She was just lying there, dead.
*
Vegeta gasped before taking in a deep breathe. His heart pounded against his chest so hard he could hear it in his ears. His arm lifted to wipe the sweat from his brow. Those onyx eyes gazed around the large empty room.
"Kimiko..." He called out to the emptiness in a low whisper.
"Kimiko..." He said again only a little louder.
"Kimiko..." a third time he called, but still no answer. He sat down on the cold metal floor, a bit disappointed.
"Why did she come back...Is she ever going to come back again?" He asked himself out loud. "How can I love someone who has been gone for so long...? No! I need to put this all behind me! Kimiko is in the past and I can't live in the past..."
Vegeta was torn between himself. Once he found security in his life, something would always come and take it away from him. After the death of Kimiko he swore he'd never love again.... But there was Bulma. Did he love her as he thought he did? Or was it just something to forget the hurt and fill that empty space Kimiko had left in his heart?
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End A/N: YOU LIKE?!? I'm so happy for my few reviews and after getting reviews from Dc I was suddenly inspired to write more! I'm sorry if this chapter is short again. But if I get more reviews then I'll have a surprise for you all next time. Have fun reviewing! ~.^ Ja nE!