A/N aww...all of your reviews were so nice! danks a lot ^-^!! its kinda fun writin bout vegeta n bulma...der such a cute couple...n yet so strange...
heres da second chapter! enjoy~
Troubled Love
Chapter 2~Disturbed Thoughts
Vegeta's POV
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat at the base of the tree. I pondered all the thoughts that were racing through my mind.
I feel like I really have to do it. I have to bring an end to my pointless life.
No.
I need to bring an end to my pitiful life.
I have no one who cares for me. I have no parents, no siblings. I have no one to love me. No one to keep me company. I had thought I was the Prince of the Saiyans, the one who would be remembered as a legend, who reached exceedingly new heights, though Kakorate has proven me so wrong...Again...
Why does he have to do that? One thing I could have been good at, and he takes away all my pride and glory... I have no talent. I only know how to fight, and now I can't even do that.
What do I need to live for?
No one will miss me if I die.
Hell, I believe no one will even notice I'm gone...
My heart ached painfully. My breathing became uneven. I wanted to shed tears like I did before, but my stubborn body would not allow it. I can not do this to myself. I can not keep my emotions unwillingly bottled up, and even worse, have no one to share them with.
My mind drifts back to the days when I roamed the universe with my companion, Nappa. We had both become good friends when we were enslaved on Frieza's ship, but then we secretly escaped. We would drive through space and brutally bomb planets flourishing with life, and do it in a humorous manner. We thought it was fun.
We thought killing innocent lives was a pleasant, funny game.
I looked up at the dark sky. The rain still poured heavily, and lightening struck in the far-off distance. A tiny rumble erupted as the storm grew ever so close.
I shook uncontrollably. I couldn't bring my thoughts back to Nappa or our destructive journeys in space.
What kind of a heartless being was I?
Nappa...My comrade. My companion. My only...friend....
And I murdered him.
Stole his pitiful soul.
Formed an energy ball and shot it straight through his heart snuggled deeply behind his rib cage.
Why? What kind of a devil being was I?
A thought suddenly struck my mind so suddenly, just as the lightening had struck the ground.
Was I to pay for all the deaths I committed?
It seems fair. For all the innocent lives I have killed, I received a painful life. A painful, pitiful, loveless, stubborn life...
I stood up so fast and violently, my head started to hurt so much and it started spinning. I paid no attention to the strong throbbing and threw my head back and yelled into the dark sky.
Shaking, I sat back down and looked towards Bulma's house...
Wait. Something looks terribly wrong.
Bulma was still sitting on her couch, except her body was shaking with sobs.
Without a thought in mind, before I knew what I was doing, I was standing in front of her door.
My hand, formed into a fist, reached up to knock on the steel door.
I need to no if someone cares.
Bulma's POV
I was squirming in the seat of my couch. I ran around the living room, moving my body to a silly rhythm.
I was as perky as a girl who had just engulfed large amounts of caffeine.
I couldn't keep still.
I have experienced these feelings before...They are so very familiar to me...
They're the feelings of someone...in love.
I felt revived with a new energy of this heart-melting feeling of falling in love.
And Vegeta had turned on all the switches.
A shriek escaped my mouth as every memory I could conjure of Vegeta played inside my mind.
His beautiful eyes.
His strong-toned body...
His voice drenched with every bit of confidence...
I can't believe I had such strong feelings for him...
Suddenly I felt weaker than someone who had labored long hours under the sun.
My skin turned pale.
My head felt dizzy and I carefully made my way back to the couch.
Why did this have to hit me?
Vegeta loves no one.
He doesn't even know me...I've only seen him from a far distance and I knew he made me feel...different.
A sob escaped my mouth.
He could never...love...me.
Tears flooded out as these dark thoughts swarmed to my mind, like flies swarming to rotting garbage.
No one could love me.
I have no parents. The one person I have fallen in love, within such a lonely period of time, could never love me.
Correction.
Will never love me.
I enclosed my head in my hands, and my tears escaped and poured out just like the heavy rain poured outside, as though it were sharing my mourning.
But no one in this god-forsaken world can be this depressed as me...
No one can experience these heart-stabbing thoughts...
Why do I need to live such a life full of shit?
Oh...dear God...
It would be so easy to end my agony here and now...
Suddenly, through all her cries and overcrowding, dark thoughts, she heard the faintest knock on her door.
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A/N sry i took SO much time to update...i didnt now wat else 2 rite....now i hav 2 many ideas and i cant wait 2 rite em down!! howd u like dis chapter?
review wit ur flames, compliments, or ideas
rite more later
~lots of luv
heres da second chapter! enjoy~
Troubled Love
Chapter 2~Disturbed Thoughts
Vegeta's POV
I shifted uncomfortably in my seat at the base of the tree. I pondered all the thoughts that were racing through my mind.
I feel like I really have to do it. I have to bring an end to my pointless life.
No.
I need to bring an end to my pitiful life.
I have no one who cares for me. I have no parents, no siblings. I have no one to love me. No one to keep me company. I had thought I was the Prince of the Saiyans, the one who would be remembered as a legend, who reached exceedingly new heights, though Kakorate has proven me so wrong...Again...
Why does he have to do that? One thing I could have been good at, and he takes away all my pride and glory... I have no talent. I only know how to fight, and now I can't even do that.
What do I need to live for?
No one will miss me if I die.
Hell, I believe no one will even notice I'm gone...
My heart ached painfully. My breathing became uneven. I wanted to shed tears like I did before, but my stubborn body would not allow it. I can not do this to myself. I can not keep my emotions unwillingly bottled up, and even worse, have no one to share them with.
My mind drifts back to the days when I roamed the universe with my companion, Nappa. We had both become good friends when we were enslaved on Frieza's ship, but then we secretly escaped. We would drive through space and brutally bomb planets flourishing with life, and do it in a humorous manner. We thought it was fun.
We thought killing innocent lives was a pleasant, funny game.
I looked up at the dark sky. The rain still poured heavily, and lightening struck in the far-off distance. A tiny rumble erupted as the storm grew ever so close.
I shook uncontrollably. I couldn't bring my thoughts back to Nappa or our destructive journeys in space.
What kind of a heartless being was I?
Nappa...My comrade. My companion. My only...friend....
And I murdered him.
Stole his pitiful soul.
Formed an energy ball and shot it straight through his heart snuggled deeply behind his rib cage.
Why? What kind of a devil being was I?
A thought suddenly struck my mind so suddenly, just as the lightening had struck the ground.
Was I to pay for all the deaths I committed?
It seems fair. For all the innocent lives I have killed, I received a painful life. A painful, pitiful, loveless, stubborn life...
I stood up so fast and violently, my head started to hurt so much and it started spinning. I paid no attention to the strong throbbing and threw my head back and yelled into the dark sky.
Shaking, I sat back down and looked towards Bulma's house...
Wait. Something looks terribly wrong.
Bulma was still sitting on her couch, except her body was shaking with sobs.
Without a thought in mind, before I knew what I was doing, I was standing in front of her door.
My hand, formed into a fist, reached up to knock on the steel door.
I need to no if someone cares.
Bulma's POV
I was squirming in the seat of my couch. I ran around the living room, moving my body to a silly rhythm.
I was as perky as a girl who had just engulfed large amounts of caffeine.
I couldn't keep still.
I have experienced these feelings before...They are so very familiar to me...
They're the feelings of someone...in love.
I felt revived with a new energy of this heart-melting feeling of falling in love.
And Vegeta had turned on all the switches.
A shriek escaped my mouth as every memory I could conjure of Vegeta played inside my mind.
His beautiful eyes.
His strong-toned body...
His voice drenched with every bit of confidence...
I can't believe I had such strong feelings for him...
Suddenly I felt weaker than someone who had labored long hours under the sun.
My skin turned pale.
My head felt dizzy and I carefully made my way back to the couch.
Why did this have to hit me?
Vegeta loves no one.
He doesn't even know me...I've only seen him from a far distance and I knew he made me feel...different.
A sob escaped my mouth.
He could never...love...me.
Tears flooded out as these dark thoughts swarmed to my mind, like flies swarming to rotting garbage.
No one could love me.
I have no parents. The one person I have fallen in love, within such a lonely period of time, could never love me.
Correction.
Will never love me.
I enclosed my head in my hands, and my tears escaped and poured out just like the heavy rain poured outside, as though it were sharing my mourning.
But no one in this god-forsaken world can be this depressed as me...
No one can experience these heart-stabbing thoughts...
Why do I need to live such a life full of shit?
Oh...dear God...
It would be so easy to end my agony here and now...
Suddenly, through all her cries and overcrowding, dark thoughts, she heard the faintest knock on her door.
~~~~.~~~~.~~~~.~~~~.~~~~.~~~~.~~~~.
A/N sry i took SO much time to update...i didnt now wat else 2 rite....now i hav 2 many ideas and i cant wait 2 rite em down!! howd u like dis chapter?
review wit ur flames, compliments, or ideas
rite more later
~lots of luv