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Yes, MistressBlu has finally updated!
This part is told from Vegeta's point of view.
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PS (*~*) is the song that I trying to portray Vegeta through. Another song
by Jewel!
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Goodbye My Princess
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Barcelona where the winds all blew / And the churches don't have windows but the grave yards do / Me and my shadow are wrestling again / Look out stranger, there's a dark cloud moving in *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She is my pride, my joy, my princess, my life and I was supposed to always be the prince who came to her rescue. I can never be late. but I was. Why wasn't I here for her? Why didn't I know that she needed me? I failed my princess. What does she think of me now, as she lies here dying in my arms? Does she know now what kind of father I truly am? The kind that's never there.never. Damn it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* But if you could hear the voice in my heart it would tell you / I'm afraid I'm alone / Won't somebody please hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me loose / Fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
All of her life she tried so hard to please me, but I looked the other way. There were times I tried so hard to make myself be like all the other fathers at PTA meetings, the park, school functions, award ceremonies, and even home, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Why? Because of my pride and my Sayain heritage. Damn Sayain heritage. It is my damn Sayain heritage that allows me to hear the gurgling blood in her throat, to feel her slowing heart beats, and worst of all to see my daughter's crimson blood stain her delicate porcelain skin and salty tears coarse down her ivory cheeks. I hold her tight as I feel body tense as she fill her lungs with sweet succulent air as she takes her last few final gasps of breath. Then as suddenly as her body tensed I feel her go slack and I know she's gone. I hold her tight trying to convince myself that it's not true, but it is and I sink to my knees cradling my precious baby close to my heart, where she will live on forever. My baby girl is gone; there is nothing I can do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Super paranoid, I'm blending, I'm blurring, I'm bleeding into the scenery / Loving someone else is always so much easier / But I hold myself hostage in the mirror *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
All I have left of princess that I can hold dear are memories. Memories of her jovial immaculate face in the morning, her luminous eyes and remarkably dazzling smile that always made my insides dissolve as well as any morning grumpiness. She was like a ray of sunshine to every one around her and to me she was my brilliant ray of hope that lit the way out the dark shell that I hid in. She was my candle in the darkness; she lit my soul like even Bulma couldn't do. Her mercy set my soul free and her love let me fly with wings unbroken when I thought this fallen angels soul could never again soar through the vast and limitless vicinity of another person's heart. I once said if you're willing to walk through fire just to brush your fingers against your love's cheek in a gentle caress then you know its love. Though I told her that to express my love for her mother, I would walk through the deepest recesses of hell to have one last caress. I would suffer another lifetime with Freeza if I could see my baby smile one more time for me, to see her eyes sparkle and to take away her pain. I would do anything to turn back time and somehow take her burdens onto my own shoulders. I would take all her grief for my own if it would bring her back. But there is nothing, nothing I can do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* But if you could hear the voice in my heart it would tell you / I'm tired of feeling this way / God, won't you please hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me loose / Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I slowly gather what strength I have left and raise myself back to my feet. I cannot sit around wallowing in self pity, Bra would have thought me no less of me if I gave up now, but I won't fail her any more I won't give up on my family now. I coarsely brush my hand against my cheeks attempt to remove the telltale tearstains that are splayed along my ragged, tattered face. How dare I even think of lying down and submitting to life's challenges? I slowly lift my princess and her close as I open the door to her room, step out, and begin the walk down the corridor to the stairs.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I won't be held down, I won't be held back / I will lead with my faith / The red light has been following me / But don't worry mother / It's no longer my gravity *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
How will I be able to tell Bulma? How can I tell her about this if I find myself still trying to come to terms myself? Why Bra? How could you do such a thing? I can't believe that my princess was so unhappy that she chose to put an end to her own suffering. Finally I reached the main staircase of Capsule Corporation. The sound of laughter floats up to my ears and I can't help but want to punch the person laughing. How cruel life is. How can someone be so happy while something so terrible has happened? I can hear Paris giggling, Eighteen whispering, Bulma mumbling, and Chi Chi grumbling irritably under her breath. Though Chi Chi liked the fact that Goten was marrying money, she also hated Paris with every fiber of her being, and I can see why. Paris is nothing but a sneaky manipulating backstabber, nothing like my baby. I reach the final step just as I hear Bulma's loud shriek. "Vegeta! Vegeta where are you?! I told you to put on the tux and come right back down here!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Like a robot I continued on placing one foot in front of the other. I come to the last bend and face the open door way of the large Capsule Corporation living room and quietly whisper Bulma's name.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Let me fly
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Goodbye My Princess
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Barcelona where the winds all blew / And the churches don't have windows but the grave yards do / Me and my shadow are wrestling again / Look out stranger, there's a dark cloud moving in *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
She is my pride, my joy, my princess, my life and I was supposed to always be the prince who came to her rescue. I can never be late. but I was. Why wasn't I here for her? Why didn't I know that she needed me? I failed my princess. What does she think of me now, as she lies here dying in my arms? Does she know now what kind of father I truly am? The kind that's never there.never. Damn it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* But if you could hear the voice in my heart it would tell you / I'm afraid I'm alone / Won't somebody please hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me loose / Fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
All of her life she tried so hard to please me, but I looked the other way. There were times I tried so hard to make myself be like all the other fathers at PTA meetings, the park, school functions, award ceremonies, and even home, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Why? Because of my pride and my Sayain heritage. Damn Sayain heritage. It is my damn Sayain heritage that allows me to hear the gurgling blood in her throat, to feel her slowing heart beats, and worst of all to see my daughter's crimson blood stain her delicate porcelain skin and salty tears coarse down her ivory cheeks. I hold her tight as I feel body tense as she fill her lungs with sweet succulent air as she takes her last few final gasps of breath. Then as suddenly as her body tensed I feel her go slack and I know she's gone. I hold her tight trying to convince myself that it's not true, but it is and I sink to my knees cradling my precious baby close to my heart, where she will live on forever. My baby girl is gone; there is nothing I can do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Super paranoid, I'm blending, I'm blurring, I'm bleeding into the scenery / Loving someone else is always so much easier / But I hold myself hostage in the mirror *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
All I have left of princess that I can hold dear are memories. Memories of her jovial immaculate face in the morning, her luminous eyes and remarkably dazzling smile that always made my insides dissolve as well as any morning grumpiness. She was like a ray of sunshine to every one around her and to me she was my brilliant ray of hope that lit the way out the dark shell that I hid in. She was my candle in the darkness; she lit my soul like even Bulma couldn't do. Her mercy set my soul free and her love let me fly with wings unbroken when I thought this fallen angels soul could never again soar through the vast and limitless vicinity of another person's heart. I once said if you're willing to walk through fire just to brush your fingers against your love's cheek in a gentle caress then you know its love. Though I told her that to express my love for her mother, I would walk through the deepest recesses of hell to have one last caress. I would suffer another lifetime with Freeza if I could see my baby smile one more time for me, to see her eyes sparkle and to take away her pain. I would do anything to turn back time and somehow take her burdens onto my own shoulders. I would take all her grief for my own if it would bring her back. But there is nothing, nothing I can do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* But if you could hear the voice in my heart it would tell you / I'm tired of feeling this way / God, won't you please hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me loose / Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I slowly gather what strength I have left and raise myself back to my feet. I cannot sit around wallowing in self pity, Bra would have thought me no less of me if I gave up now, but I won't fail her any more I won't give up on my family now. I coarsely brush my hand against my cheeks attempt to remove the telltale tearstains that are splayed along my ragged, tattered face. How dare I even think of lying down and submitting to life's challenges? I slowly lift my princess and her close as I open the door to her room, step out, and begin the walk down the corridor to the stairs.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* I won't be held down, I won't be held back / I will lead with my faith / The red light has been following me / But don't worry mother / It's no longer my gravity *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
How will I be able to tell Bulma? How can I tell her about this if I find myself still trying to come to terms myself? Why Bra? How could you do such a thing? I can't believe that my princess was so unhappy that she chose to put an end to her own suffering. Finally I reached the main staircase of Capsule Corporation. The sound of laughter floats up to my ears and I can't help but want to punch the person laughing. How cruel life is. How can someone be so happy while something so terrible has happened? I can hear Paris giggling, Eighteen whispering, Bulma mumbling, and Chi Chi grumbling irritably under her breath. Though Chi Chi liked the fact that Goten was marrying money, she also hated Paris with every fiber of her being, and I can see why. Paris is nothing but a sneaky manipulating backstabber, nothing like my baby. I reach the final step just as I hear Bulma's loud shriek. "Vegeta! Vegeta where are you?! I told you to put on the tux and come right back down here!"
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Hold me, release me / Show me the meaning of mercy / Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Like a robot I continued on placing one foot in front of the other. I come to the last bend and face the open door way of the large Capsule Corporation living room and quietly whisper Bulma's name.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Let me fly
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Be sure to review and tell me what you think! Bye!