Sorrow and Pain for chikyuu-jins
it might be advised to read Maria Cline's We Forgot About Yamcha' before this. It might help explain things a bit ^-^
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It had been hours since Goku had knocked Bulma out, Tardray and Draytar had entered the room shortly after the incident and found Goku craddling Bulma in his arms, they insisted that she be took to the medical lab.
Goku had waited and watched silently as the Yardrats had used some sort of healing device on the earth female's bruise, a huge black and blue one as dark as a night sky, with a hidden bruise on the bone underneath it. They'd been able to fix up the bone, but couldn't deal with the flesh, they told the male it would be at-least 24 hours before they could get anything to deal with it... Then there was the shock...
Goku was in shock. For what he had done, he never thought he would harm someone in such a way, even since he did discover he was a Saiyan. He still prefered the gentleness bestoyed apon him by the human race. He would only harm his enemy, yet there was one of his best freinds, a sister almost, lying uncontious on a hospital bed.
The saiyan had asked if they could use rejuvination tank, but they'd replied by the fact that it could be harmful on her DNA.
The young male then sat, he sat by Bulma, still waiting, watching her. The Yardrats had asked him many a time if he needed anything. He wouldn't reply. He was trying to work out what had happened. They'd talked, and he'd changed, but when Bulma moved to comfort him, he had hit her away angrilly like she was but a mere fly. He hated himself for what he had done. He stayed there, for hours on end, and his thinking had turned in the studying. Goku studied Bulma, he saw beyond the patch of black and blue on her face shabbily covered up with a band-aid, and saw beyond the shut eyes and straight into her soul. He brushed his lips solemly across her cheek, and whispered ever so silently, "you're beauiful... Bulma"
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Bulma jumped as she entered the dream world, for some reason, her face hurt ever so much. She looked around herself, she was in a strange dark place, it was very dark, and cold. She felt scarred, but she did not wake from this nightmarish dimention. She gazed around in the darkness, to see two bright lights, one was fading away, slowly, yet the other was growing.
Feeling as if the closer light was to consume her, Bulma ran through the pitch black to the fading one, a soft glow weakly eminating from the energy sphere, she reached out to touch it, and recieved a message from beyond the grave, "Bulma, if you can hear me, I love you. Please, don't die. I want to join up with you but not here." The light was warm, but slowly fading... "Yamcha..." Bulma thought as the light dissapeared and the darkness swarmed around her again.
Bulma turned... it was completely pitch black now. That was except for the bright glow, that seemed far away, it was slowly getting brighter, and for some reason Bulma felt scarred of it, yet, when she touched it, it felt warm, like the other had, it felt so soft ridding her of the pain of her cheek, and it embracced her with the simple words "you're beautiful... Bulma"
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Bulma stirred softly from her sleep, to feel the trademarks of a kiss on her face, she turned her head to secure it but the one bestowing it apon her backed of at an alarming rate, when she opened her eyes, no one was there, her gaze met a falling strand of black hair, which left her in curiosity.
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Around twenty minutes passed, the Yardrat doctor had called for Goku, but he did not come. Everyone was getting concerned, and Bulma had become irritated, it was then the saiyan was found, conceilling himself from identification in his blond form, he looked scarred, as if something terrible was about to happen.
"Goku!" Bulma yelled out, hopping off her bed and storming over to the saiyan. Despite their size and strength, DrayTar and TarDray were holding the male in place. Bulma frowned as the saiyan fummbled around with his fingers.
"Goku!" She shouted at him again, in a more pleading manner, this time the saiyan looked up pouting, he could sure tell what was about to ensue.
Bulma smacked the saiyan straight across the face, he did nothing to defend himself, and let her injure him. Then-
Bulma smacked the saiyan the other way, she was in shock at his subtle reaction, the saiyan just turned and looked her in the eyes, his eyes scarred Bulma, she hit him again.
Tardray and Draytar by this time had released the saiyan and moved back by a safe distance. They left the room, and left the pair alone as Bulma angrilly struck Goku again, this time Goku powered straight down, and made the injury as powerful as he could, he fell to the floor, and did nothing to get up.
Bulma stood and looked at him, even more angry that he wasn't doing anything to defend himself. She sat herself harshly down and balled up her fist. She asked him the question.
"Why did you do that... Goku..."
The saiyan kept his head lowered.
"Why did you hit me..."
"For- for the same reason I-" Goku sighed "I'm sorry... it was just- just..." He turned his gaze up to Bulma, his eyes ever sorrowful. "I don't know what came over me" He gazed up at the female, he smiled ever so lightly, yet his eyes shining with something he himself barely knew.
Bulma let down her guard as she sighed, and looked into his eyes. "Sorry Goku... sorry for hitting you..."
Goku just smiled warmly.
"How bouts we just get something to eat?"
Bulma giggled.
"Yah sure"
But even on the subject of food, the earth-born female couldn't help but think about the kiss...
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On earth the day went by as planned, Vegeta sparred with Piccolo, and had so much fun he almost managed to forget about food, the only way he was reminded was by a delicious scent slithering it's way through the forest and into their sparring area. He mnirked at the female as he entered the house, who flirtingly smirked back. And of course...
Vegeta turned around from his little 'conversation' with ChiChi
"AHHHHHH!"
"What is it mister Vegeta?"
"You!!!"
Vegeta found a frying pan in contact with his head...
"DON'T INSULT MY GOHAN!!!"
"Sorry ChiChi, It's just his appearing and dissapearing act scares me-AAAAHHHH!!!"
"what is it?"
"he's gone again!!!!"
"Well then mister maybe you should watch him more carefully! Who knows, a saiyan like you might benifit from a little outside awareness"
'Did that woman just insult me or...' Vegeta just looked at the earth female confused.
"Oh! lets just go and eat already!" ChiChi chirped.
Vegeta just gave up trying to work out what she said and slipped over to the table...
'I think I like this female'
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'was it Yamcha?' Bulma thought, 'Did Yamcha send me a message and a kiss, from beyond the grave?' She continued, refering to her dream
No.
'Was it just part of my dream?' she continued as she ate, watching Goku talking to the two Yardrats they had become very much freinds with...
No.
The answer just came to her, she didn't have to think, something just told her...
'Was it him?..." Bulma questioned as she watched the saiyan across the table...
No answer.
She remembered the kiss, it couldn't be him... it couldn't and yet...
It seemed as if that was the answer.
Yes.
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