Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z is owned by the absolute genious Akira Toryama. I do not own these characters, or make any prophet what-so-ever off of this story. I write it out of respect for Akira, and his wonderful characters.
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Epilogue; Try Not To Forget
Millions or trillions of lifetimes later, perhaps trillions of years into the future, perhaps trillions of miles from an extinct planet once called Earth, long after the end of both the Human and Saiya-jin races, in a modern humaniod comuntity...
The proud and powerful warrior Ramakan stood in the park doing his daily training exercises. Just like every other day, he saw the beautiful, intelligent, upperclass woman Travana walk by with her spouse; another high-class boy. When not with the man, Travana would often stop and talk with Ramakan for hours on end. He suspected that it was out of pitty. His past had not been kind to him. He was orphened as a small child, and left to fend for himself. As a result, he had gotten much smarter, learning never to give in to others pitty for him, and that he was better off alone.
Then why was it that he always felt some inner disspointment when she couldn't stop to talk? He shook his head, and chuckled at his weakness, and continued his training. He reminded himself that the road to happiness had been permenantly blocked for him a long time ago, and that he would have to settle for his pride.
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The next day...
"Hello Ramakan.", Travana said, as she approached him. Her bouncey blond hair blowing in the wind. She smiled at him, and he noticed a twinkle in her violet eyes. Violet eyes, and blond hair, were concidered rair and beautiful. His brown hair and eyes were very common, belonging mostly to those concidered low-class. She was wearing a long golden gown that sparkled with the same divine beauty as the son. He shook his head again. 'Must stop that!', he yelled to himself, 'What an I; a poet?!"
"Where's the man?", he asked, punching his heavy bag.
"Oh, he's at work. So, how are you today?", she asked.
"Same. What about you?"
"I've been very busy latey.", she said.
"And you have time to come here in the middle of normal working hours, and disturb my training?", he asked, then regretted it.
She looked very hurt. "Yeah, your right.", she said, looking at her watch, "I should be going."
He almost said something, but decided against it. He didn't need her. What he needed was some peace.
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The next day...
Ramakan was training as usual, when Travana came to him with tears in her eyes. She ran to him, and tripped over her gown. He jumped toward her, and caught her in his arms. She hugged him. He flinched violently at her closeness as it had been over fifteen years since he'd touched another person outside of combat, much less a woman. Nevertheless, it somehow felt right. He lowered her to the ground, and sat with her.
"Travana, what's wrong?"
"He cheated on me!"
"That man you always walk by here with?"
"Yes! Oh, how could he after I've been loyal to him all these years?!", she yelled.
"I'm sorry.", he said, feeling very awkward. She looked into his eyes, and somehow her purple orbs were looking kind of blue. An intense deja-vu came over him, but he couldn't pinpoint it's cause.
"I...", she said, "I remember."
Suddenly it all snapped into his head, memories of another life, anothor hard life, and of a love beyond any power in the entire universe; a love which was meant to be again. He gulped, and felt his eyes fill with tears, as he said the one word that he'd wanted to say for trillions of years, "Bulma."
"Vegeta.", she said, embracing him, tears also pouring from her eyes.
"Finally.", he said, smiling and crying at the same time, "It will be different this time. No matter what, I will never be afraid to love you, or to say it. When I was going into that portal, I never really thought I would get a second chance. I love you, Travana.", he said with a smirk.
"I love you too, Ramakan, I love you too."
THE END
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From The Author: Oh, I know! I'm sad too! How can it be over?! Writing this story has been one of the highpoints of my life, and now it's over! I don't believe it!
I would like to thank all of the people who have been there for me with your reviews:
belle-fille 1
trunksvegetafrodo
adbzfan2K03
Vickychan
DBZ Fanfiction Queen
John Perry
DBZ-fan-JESS
Rissa of the Saiya-Jin
tiki111
supersaiyaman\
darkpride
Princess Ayeka
Wind8
gothchicy
AzNLiLSMaLLKirby
Gen1
Now, I didn't put these in order of my favorites, or who wrote the most reviews. I simply started at the first reveiw of "Forbidden Memories", and went all the way to the last review of this story. I put the names in the order of when there first review came in.
Thankyou to everyone! You were all so great. I hope that some of you won't abondon me. I won't abondon you. Thanks again! I'm gonna miss this story line. I hope you liked the ending!
Bye ^_^;
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Epilogue; Try Not To Forget
Millions or trillions of lifetimes later, perhaps trillions of years into the future, perhaps trillions of miles from an extinct planet once called Earth, long after the end of both the Human and Saiya-jin races, in a modern humaniod comuntity...
The proud and powerful warrior Ramakan stood in the park doing his daily training exercises. Just like every other day, he saw the beautiful, intelligent, upperclass woman Travana walk by with her spouse; another high-class boy. When not with the man, Travana would often stop and talk with Ramakan for hours on end. He suspected that it was out of pitty. His past had not been kind to him. He was orphened as a small child, and left to fend for himself. As a result, he had gotten much smarter, learning never to give in to others pitty for him, and that he was better off alone.
Then why was it that he always felt some inner disspointment when she couldn't stop to talk? He shook his head, and chuckled at his weakness, and continued his training. He reminded himself that the road to happiness had been permenantly blocked for him a long time ago, and that he would have to settle for his pride.
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The next day...
"Hello Ramakan.", Travana said, as she approached him. Her bouncey blond hair blowing in the wind. She smiled at him, and he noticed a twinkle in her violet eyes. Violet eyes, and blond hair, were concidered rair and beautiful. His brown hair and eyes were very common, belonging mostly to those concidered low-class. She was wearing a long golden gown that sparkled with the same divine beauty as the son. He shook his head again. 'Must stop that!', he yelled to himself, 'What an I; a poet?!"
"Where's the man?", he asked, punching his heavy bag.
"Oh, he's at work. So, how are you today?", she asked.
"Same. What about you?"
"I've been very busy latey.", she said.
"And you have time to come here in the middle of normal working hours, and disturb my training?", he asked, then regretted it.
She looked very hurt. "Yeah, your right.", she said, looking at her watch, "I should be going."
He almost said something, but decided against it. He didn't need her. What he needed was some peace.
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The next day...
Ramakan was training as usual, when Travana came to him with tears in her eyes. She ran to him, and tripped over her gown. He jumped toward her, and caught her in his arms. She hugged him. He flinched violently at her closeness as it had been over fifteen years since he'd touched another person outside of combat, much less a woman. Nevertheless, it somehow felt right. He lowered her to the ground, and sat with her.
"Travana, what's wrong?"
"He cheated on me!"
"That man you always walk by here with?"
"Yes! Oh, how could he after I've been loyal to him all these years?!", she yelled.
"I'm sorry.", he said, feeling very awkward. She looked into his eyes, and somehow her purple orbs were looking kind of blue. An intense deja-vu came over him, but he couldn't pinpoint it's cause.
"I...", she said, "I remember."
Suddenly it all snapped into his head, memories of another life, anothor hard life, and of a love beyond any power in the entire universe; a love which was meant to be again. He gulped, and felt his eyes fill with tears, as he said the one word that he'd wanted to say for trillions of years, "Bulma."
"Vegeta.", she said, embracing him, tears also pouring from her eyes.
"Finally.", he said, smiling and crying at the same time, "It will be different this time. No matter what, I will never be afraid to love you, or to say it. When I was going into that portal, I never really thought I would get a second chance. I love you, Travana.", he said with a smirk.
"I love you too, Ramakan, I love you too."
THE END
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From The Author: Oh, I know! I'm sad too! How can it be over?! Writing this story has been one of the highpoints of my life, and now it's over! I don't believe it!
I would like to thank all of the people who have been there for me with your reviews:
belle-fille 1
trunksvegetafrodo
adbzfan2K03
Vickychan
DBZ Fanfiction Queen
John Perry
DBZ-fan-JESS
Rissa of the Saiya-Jin
tiki111
supersaiyaman\
darkpride
Princess Ayeka
Wind8
gothchicy
AzNLiLSMaLLKirby
Gen1
Now, I didn't put these in order of my favorites, or who wrote the most reviews. I simply started at the first reveiw of "Forbidden Memories", and went all the way to the last review of this story. I put the names in the order of when there first review came in.
Thankyou to everyone! You were all so great. I hope that some of you won't abondon me. I won't abondon you. Thanks again! I'm gonna miss this story line. I hope you liked the ending!
Bye ^_^;
