Author's Note: This poem is from the other side of the spectrum from my other poem, called "Bulma…" which is from Vegeta's point of view. This poem is from Bulma's point of view, set in the Buu saga. She's dead, watching over her husband from the other world, and she hears what he is thinking when Goku tells Vegeta that she is dead (or at least what was said in my previous poem). Hope you like it!
Vegeta…by A. Mikato
Funny.
You're the last person I expected.
But in a way,
I'm the least bit surprised.
I guess I should have known it was you.
No, no. Never mind, that's not true.
If I had known it'd be you,
we'd miss out on half the fun.
It's crazy, really.
Everything.
Everything that's been going on lately.
Me…you…
We're all crazy.
Everyone in this damn world is crazy.
Maybe that's what it means to be human.
I can't quite say
what it is about you that does it for me.
I can't quite pinpoint the actual moment when
I looked into your eyes and found that something else.
You know,
that something else people look for,
that something else that poets write about,
that singers sing about, that painters paint about.
That something else…
that something else I see all the time now.
All the time in you.
All I know is that
my world is constantly turning.
Constantly throwing these
obstacles and heartaches, as if it's just
having fun watching me cry at night.
There's so much chaos in my world,
so much to dream but so little can actually be achieved.
Questions flame inside my mind all the time,
questions I could never have the answer to but always
manage to linger inside, screaming at me, yelling at me.
What is the meaning of life?
What is the meaning of your life?
Things like that.
Stupid, petty things like that.
But there's something different with my world when I'm with you.
When I'm with you suddenly the universe makes sense,
time stands still and there's order in the cosmos.
It's ironic above all else.
You,
the Prince of Saiyajins,
you snot-nosed, arrogant, chauvinistic, ignorant, son-of-a bitch.
You above anyone else actually accomplished what I even I couldn't
bring myself to do.
You loved me.
I know you don't say it out loud too many times,
but I can see it.
I can feel it.
Every time you look at me, or hold me,
or every time I see you with our son,
I know.
So it's okay.
Don't feel guilty.
Just focus on beating this guy, okay?
I'm not going anywhere, Vegeta.
I'm right here.
I'll be waiting for you when it's all over.
I'll see you soon…
*~*~*~*~OWARI~*~*~*~*
Bulma: For god's sake, I hope that fusion with Goku isn't permanent.
Anya-chan: Me, too.
Bulma: If it is, I'm going to have to pry my husband apart with Chi Chi's until it's the last thing I do!
Anya-chan: I can't wait until the Buu saga is over, and I get to Vegeta again. He's so gorgeous!
Bulma: Yes, yes he is…Wait a minute! What are you doing talking about my husband like that?!?!
Anya-chan: Walking away from Bulma… Umm…huh? Oh…uh… to herself Did I think out loud again? Looks for a way to escape Bulma's deathglare. Sees Goku standing in the distance Bulma, that wasn't me! That was Goku who was talking about Vegeta!
Goku: I'm hungry!
Bulma: Glaring at Goku, and makes a fist, ready to punch something I'll give you something to eat!!!!
Anya-chan: I better start learning to control myself…