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Hope Lives On
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 6: The Cure
"Blind?" Bulma finally questioned softly after a long awkward moment of silence. She sat down on the bed and looked Hope straight in the eye.
There was no emotion in her eyes. They were just there. Bulma gently rotated her face from side to side. Her eyes didn't move. The baby blue orbs stayed in the same area.
"Oh my.........", was all that Bulma could stutter out.
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Hope listened for any sounds, hoping that someone would say something soon. She could smell the pity in the air, and she hated it. She hated feeling weak and helpless!!!
She heard Vegeta step forward. She could already tell the difference between them. Bulma took harsh, quick steps. Vegeta treaded softly at a medium pace. His were very quiet. A bit harder for her to make out.
Hope finally decided to break the horrible silence. "Bulma-san? Would it be possible for me to stay here until my grandfather comes to get me?"
"Yes, that would be no problem." She heard as a reply.
Hope started to thank her great grandmother, but was interrupted.
"I HAVE AN IDEA!!!!!"
Hope nearly jumped out of her skin when Bulma made her exclamation. "What is it now woman?" She heard Vegeta say, sounding rather pissed off.
"Dr. Experte! He is a specialist in Eye Surgeries! Maybe he can help you Hope!!!"
This, of course, perked Hope up immediately. "Bulma-san, are you saying that you think he might......help me see?"
"Do you want to give it a try?"
Hope smiled sadly. "......I can't ask you to do this for me Bulma. It is too much money. Too great of a gift."
"Brat, don't you know that your talking to the Billionaire President of Capsule Corporation!?!?!"
Hope's jaw dropped. "B-billionaire...........?"
"Yep", Bulma replied, with obvious pride in her voice.
"Are you sure you want to do this Bulma-san?"
"Of coarse! Now I have a grandchild to spoil!!! We'll start out with sight, and then go from there!!!"
"She's your great grandchild woman.", Vegeta said sarcastically.
That comment was immediately followed by a large clang and some muttering from Vegeta.
"I'll go and make arrangements immediately!" Bulma said in an excited voice.
"Woman, it's 2:30 a.m.!"
"So? Bulma Briefs can get an appointment at any hour, you just wait and see!"
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Hope laid in bed quietly, all alone. She was snuggled up in the soft satin sheet of the guest bedroom. Yes, it was very cozy. However, she couldn't sleep. There was too much on her mind, not to mention the soreness of her body.
The encounter with Mr. and Mrs. Briefs seemed to happen so quickly that she could barely remember what they had talked about. However, they seemed to be rather nice; at least, Mrs. Briefs was. Vegeta was quite demanding.
*It's a good thing that he didn't ask about the mind-link. He would have thought that I was crazy.*
Hope was quite aware of what happened with the mind-link now. When she had called out for her great grandfather, the link had converted to his other self here.
*He's different than my real great grandfather.*
Nobody had known about Hope's contact with her great grandfather. She wasn't even sure how she did it. Somehow her mind had linked to his, though he was dead. She had spoken with him on many occasions. In fact, he had taught her all that she knew about fighting and ki, since her father had refused to try and teach her that kind of thing.
*They would think that I'm nuts if I told them.*
Nobody knew that she could contact her dead great grandfather. Not even Gosan, who had known just about everything about her.
*Gosan........*
She reached for the ring. However, her finger was naked.
*WHAT?!?!? WHERE DID THE RING GO!?!?!?*
Her engagement ring was gone!
*NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
She was now very upset. That ring was all that she had left of her dear Gosan, and now it was gone.
"Oh Gosan, I'm sorry", she murmered to herself.
Gosan. He was the only man she had ever had in her life. The only one she had ever needed. He took her places when her father had to go to work. He had seen something in her, she didn't know what, but he had confessed his love to her a few years back.
It had surprised her, to say the very least. She had only thought of him as a friend, never in this way before. Plus, there was the age difference. He would have been 31 this year. She was only 17. They were a whopping 14 years apart. Her father would kill her if he ever found out.
*Would have*, she reminded herself sadly.
None of this mattered anymore though. Her fiancé was dead. That was final. A lump formed in her throat as she thought of him. She missed him so much. He had loved her for all that she was, not what she wasn't.
*There will never be another one for me*
She would surely never come across a love that was that deep ever again in her life. Never. What they had had was amazing. Her father wouldn't have understood.
*I miss him so much*
"I hope papa-san comes and gets me soon", she muttered, with sadness in her voice, "I need someone to talk to. If he comes, I'll even tell him about Gosan. Sure, he won't believe me, but at least I will have tried.
With that said, she let her mind slowly drift off into the peaceful bliss of sleep and sweet dreams.
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Did you like it? Please review. Well, I can't decide if I like this chapter or not. I'll decide that later. I hope that you did though. I'll try to update soon. Ciao!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ.
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Hope Lives On
By: Ponytail Goddess
Chapter 6: The Cure
"Blind?" Bulma finally questioned softly after a long awkward moment of silence. She sat down on the bed and looked Hope straight in the eye.
There was no emotion in her eyes. They were just there. Bulma gently rotated her face from side to side. Her eyes didn't move. The baby blue orbs stayed in the same area.
"Oh my.........", was all that Bulma could stutter out.
*~*~*~*~*
Hope listened for any sounds, hoping that someone would say something soon. She could smell the pity in the air, and she hated it. She hated feeling weak and helpless!!!
She heard Vegeta step forward. She could already tell the difference between them. Bulma took harsh, quick steps. Vegeta treaded softly at a medium pace. His were very quiet. A bit harder for her to make out.
Hope finally decided to break the horrible silence. "Bulma-san? Would it be possible for me to stay here until my grandfather comes to get me?"
"Yes, that would be no problem." She heard as a reply.
Hope started to thank her great grandmother, but was interrupted.
"I HAVE AN IDEA!!!!!"
Hope nearly jumped out of her skin when Bulma made her exclamation. "What is it now woman?" She heard Vegeta say, sounding rather pissed off.
"Dr. Experte! He is a specialist in Eye Surgeries! Maybe he can help you Hope!!!"
This, of course, perked Hope up immediately. "Bulma-san, are you saying that you think he might......help me see?"
"Do you want to give it a try?"
Hope smiled sadly. "......I can't ask you to do this for me Bulma. It is too much money. Too great of a gift."
"Brat, don't you know that your talking to the Billionaire President of Capsule Corporation!?!?!"
Hope's jaw dropped. "B-billionaire...........?"
"Yep", Bulma replied, with obvious pride in her voice.
"Are you sure you want to do this Bulma-san?"
"Of coarse! Now I have a grandchild to spoil!!! We'll start out with sight, and then go from there!!!"
"She's your great grandchild woman.", Vegeta said sarcastically.
That comment was immediately followed by a large clang and some muttering from Vegeta.
"I'll go and make arrangements immediately!" Bulma said in an excited voice.
"Woman, it's 2:30 a.m.!"
"So? Bulma Briefs can get an appointment at any hour, you just wait and see!"
*~*~*~*~*
Hope laid in bed quietly, all alone. She was snuggled up in the soft satin sheet of the guest bedroom. Yes, it was very cozy. However, she couldn't sleep. There was too much on her mind, not to mention the soreness of her body.
The encounter with Mr. and Mrs. Briefs seemed to happen so quickly that she could barely remember what they had talked about. However, they seemed to be rather nice; at least, Mrs. Briefs was. Vegeta was quite demanding.
*It's a good thing that he didn't ask about the mind-link. He would have thought that I was crazy.*
Hope was quite aware of what happened with the mind-link now. When she had called out for her great grandfather, the link had converted to his other self here.
*He's different than my real great grandfather.*
Nobody had known about Hope's contact with her great grandfather. She wasn't even sure how she did it. Somehow her mind had linked to his, though he was dead. She had spoken with him on many occasions. In fact, he had taught her all that she knew about fighting and ki, since her father had refused to try and teach her that kind of thing.
*They would think that I'm nuts if I told them.*
Nobody knew that she could contact her dead great grandfather. Not even Gosan, who had known just about everything about her.
*Gosan........*
She reached for the ring. However, her finger was naked.
*WHAT?!?!? WHERE DID THE RING GO!?!?!?*
Her engagement ring was gone!
*NNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
She was now very upset. That ring was all that she had left of her dear Gosan, and now it was gone.
"Oh Gosan, I'm sorry", she murmered to herself.
Gosan. He was the only man she had ever had in her life. The only one she had ever needed. He took her places when her father had to go to work. He had seen something in her, she didn't know what, but he had confessed his love to her a few years back.
It had surprised her, to say the very least. She had only thought of him as a friend, never in this way before. Plus, there was the age difference. He would have been 31 this year. She was only 17. They were a whopping 14 years apart. Her father would kill her if he ever found out.
*Would have*, she reminded herself sadly.
None of this mattered anymore though. Her fiancé was dead. That was final. A lump formed in her throat as she thought of him. She missed him so much. He had loved her for all that she was, not what she wasn't.
*There will never be another one for me*
She would surely never come across a love that was that deep ever again in her life. Never. What they had had was amazing. Her father wouldn't have understood.
*I miss him so much*
"I hope papa-san comes and gets me soon", she muttered, with sadness in her voice, "I need someone to talk to. If he comes, I'll even tell him about Gosan. Sure, he won't believe me, but at least I will have tried.
With that said, she let her mind slowly drift off into the peaceful bliss of sleep and sweet dreams.
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Did you like it? Please review. Well, I can't decide if I like this chapter or not. I'll decide that later. I hope that you did though. I'll try to update soon. Ciao!