I really hope that you'll like this one, it wasn't kind of easy to write
because of the Namekian language. You see, I'm not even writing in my own
language , wonderful German, so I needed a lot of imagination and
sometimes, for the English part, a dictionary. Bye the way, today my
English teacher praised me. Yep, I'm a smart girl *hehe*, you got this
little sarcastic comment, don't you?
During typing I started dreaming myself, maybe,on one glorious day, I'll be able to visit the U.S.A or at least Great Britain. Do you think that they'll understand me over there? Yeah, I know ,Shut the fuck up and start with the story!' Please review...
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Namek, something around 35 years ago
A little child with a white robe sat in front of a field of flowers and tried to catch one of the beautiful butterflies with its hands. Today, nobody had wanted to join him, they were all waiting for the newcomers, who should arrive during second sunrise.
The child loved flowers and butterflies, it could have spent hours watching them. It wondered how they might feel, these glittering small wings, which were so rich of different colours. The child reached up as far as possible if you thought of his height, which was around 3'6. His soft small fingers had almost caught the little creature, as the child lost his balance and fell down on his cute face into the white and blue flowers.
It pushed itself up and had such a sad look in its eyes, as if it would start crying immediately. Its right knee hurted a little.Why had the butterfly flown away? The child had just wanted to play.
"Dari ki reisa?" (What are you doing there?)
The child sat up, turned his head slightly and saw a young boy, maybe his own age, standing in front of him. The boy's skin was a little darker than the child's one and the pink muscles on arms and knees seemed to be red.The child blinked twice.
"Nas kai hisu, tanea nas at revre bela polg," (I fell down, though I just wanted to play) it pointed towards the butterflies ,"Mea noi drig revru." (But he didn't want to)
"Nas revre reik dari polg," (I want to play with you) the darker boy offered with a bright childish smile.
"Wrequai?" (Really?) the smaller boy questioned, not one of his brothers had been willing to play with him today, they had all been too nervous about the other's arrival.
"Diu." (Yep)
"Nas treya serw," (I'd love to) the other boy said with such a gleam in his eyes that all three suns of Namek would have been jealous.
"Nura ti," (By the way) the dark green boy sat down in front of the other child ,"Nas kai Menok." (I'm Menok)
"Nas kai Dende." (I'm Dende)
The boys grinned at each other, showing their small canines.
Dende liked Menok a lot.
Menok liked Dende a lot.
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Several years later, still on Namek
Menok laid in his bed and couldn't sleep, he wanted to go out to play with Dende. Stupid cold! He had fallen into a lake three days ago during practise with Grein, one of his older brothers. Menok was to become a fighter, so he had to practise. The boy pouted, it was so unfair!
A soft knock on the door woke his attention. It opened and he saw his best friend's face appearing.
"Ni loqu, ni loqu," (Come in, come in) Menok had missed his friend so badly, he couldn't wait to talk to him.
"Daru haggat neu reisa?" (How are you?) Dende shut the door behind him and walked over to the other boy.
"Jigh frewat xari," (Much better now) Menok answered and made some room for Dende on his bed, which the other Namek took in.
"Nas daru prekla," (I missed you) Dende said smiling.
"Nas daru tisha," (Me you, too) Menok really enjoyed Dende's presence. He could almost feel his cold leaving, while he talked to Dende, who told him everything that had happened since his illness had started.
They laughed a lot.
They really loved being together.
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Namek, 20 years ago
Menok sat on the edge of a cliff, the water underneath his legs seemed to be darker than usual. The fighter hated the thought that he had to go, he didn't want to leave everything behind, or more precisly, Dende. After Namek had been destroyed and recreated, he had realized how much his friend meant to him, he didn't want to let go of this special link, but he had to. He needed to practise in another area of Namek, in the Drilpogs, some big desert far far away.
The other wanna-be fighters had mocked him because of this, had said that they would be a loving couple and asked, if they would have kissed yet.
Stupid brothers, they didn't know a thing about his relationship with Dende. But he had to admit though, the thought of kissing Dende made his heart so light and warm, he really wanted to know, what it would be like.
"Dari ki reisa?"
The musical voice made him turn his head, as Dende came up to the spot, where Menok was sitting. He plopped down next to his best friend and they watched the small waves crushing against the stone wall they sat on.
"Vrekon ney." (Just thinking)
Neither of them wanted to look at each other, the pain was too big.
"Nas arw nkejou jefr mlopr." (I heard them talking) Dende sighed, they had mocked him, too, though he had to admit that the thought of kissing Menok had sent pleasant shivers down his spine.
"Nas recdfer olik nuqu." (I'd rather stay) Menok's voice was shaking, everything seemed to turn against them.
Dende grabbed Menok's hand and looked into the other Namek's eyes.
"Nas fretga njouji daru." (I will never forget you)
Suddenly, Dende's voice was the most beautiful thing on Namek, Menok's heart jumped by its sound and a thought raced into his mind, he wanted a proper good-bye.
"Nas revre hutre pikais deylo." (I will make sure of that)
He leaned forward and his lips touched Dende's. They stayed in this position for several minutes, after all, it was the first kiss for both of them.
As Menok finally let go off Dende, his cheeks went red.
"Dende..na..nas," he stammered shily.
Dende, whose cheeks had also become red, laid his head on Menok's shoulder.
"Menok," he whispered softly," Tinikare."(Love you, too)
It should be their last hours together.....
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....for twenty years by now.
Dende turned around and his blanket glided to the floor. His eyes were filled with tears.
**If he still remembers me?**
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Did you like it? Let's see how I continue, I don't know yet, maybe I should eat some noodles...
Please review. **Do I repeat myself?**
Have some nice dreams, too,
X6193
During typing I started dreaming myself, maybe,on one glorious day, I'll be able to visit the U.S.A or at least Great Britain. Do you think that they'll understand me over there? Yeah, I know ,Shut the fuck up and start with the story!' Please review...
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Namek, something around 35 years ago
A little child with a white robe sat in front of a field of flowers and tried to catch one of the beautiful butterflies with its hands. Today, nobody had wanted to join him, they were all waiting for the newcomers, who should arrive during second sunrise.
The child loved flowers and butterflies, it could have spent hours watching them. It wondered how they might feel, these glittering small wings, which were so rich of different colours. The child reached up as far as possible if you thought of his height, which was around 3'6. His soft small fingers had almost caught the little creature, as the child lost his balance and fell down on his cute face into the white and blue flowers.
It pushed itself up and had such a sad look in its eyes, as if it would start crying immediately. Its right knee hurted a little.Why had the butterfly flown away? The child had just wanted to play.
"Dari ki reisa?" (What are you doing there?)
The child sat up, turned his head slightly and saw a young boy, maybe his own age, standing in front of him. The boy's skin was a little darker than the child's one and the pink muscles on arms and knees seemed to be red.The child blinked twice.
"Nas kai hisu, tanea nas at revre bela polg," (I fell down, though I just wanted to play) it pointed towards the butterflies ,"Mea noi drig revru." (But he didn't want to)
"Nas revre reik dari polg," (I want to play with you) the darker boy offered with a bright childish smile.
"Wrequai?" (Really?) the smaller boy questioned, not one of his brothers had been willing to play with him today, they had all been too nervous about the other's arrival.
"Diu." (Yep)
"Nas treya serw," (I'd love to) the other boy said with such a gleam in his eyes that all three suns of Namek would have been jealous.
"Nura ti," (By the way) the dark green boy sat down in front of the other child ,"Nas kai Menok." (I'm Menok)
"Nas kai Dende." (I'm Dende)
The boys grinned at each other, showing their small canines.
Dende liked Menok a lot.
Menok liked Dende a lot.
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Several years later, still on Namek
Menok laid in his bed and couldn't sleep, he wanted to go out to play with Dende. Stupid cold! He had fallen into a lake three days ago during practise with Grein, one of his older brothers. Menok was to become a fighter, so he had to practise. The boy pouted, it was so unfair!
A soft knock on the door woke his attention. It opened and he saw his best friend's face appearing.
"Ni loqu, ni loqu," (Come in, come in) Menok had missed his friend so badly, he couldn't wait to talk to him.
"Daru haggat neu reisa?" (How are you?) Dende shut the door behind him and walked over to the other boy.
"Jigh frewat xari," (Much better now) Menok answered and made some room for Dende on his bed, which the other Namek took in.
"Nas daru prekla," (I missed you) Dende said smiling.
"Nas daru tisha," (Me you, too) Menok really enjoyed Dende's presence. He could almost feel his cold leaving, while he talked to Dende, who told him everything that had happened since his illness had started.
They laughed a lot.
They really loved being together.
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Namek, 20 years ago
Menok sat on the edge of a cliff, the water underneath his legs seemed to be darker than usual. The fighter hated the thought that he had to go, he didn't want to leave everything behind, or more precisly, Dende. After Namek had been destroyed and recreated, he had realized how much his friend meant to him, he didn't want to let go of this special link, but he had to. He needed to practise in another area of Namek, in the Drilpogs, some big desert far far away.
The other wanna-be fighters had mocked him because of this, had said that they would be a loving couple and asked, if they would have kissed yet.
Stupid brothers, they didn't know a thing about his relationship with Dende. But he had to admit though, the thought of kissing Dende made his heart so light and warm, he really wanted to know, what it would be like.
"Dari ki reisa?"
The musical voice made him turn his head, as Dende came up to the spot, where Menok was sitting. He plopped down next to his best friend and they watched the small waves crushing against the stone wall they sat on.
"Vrekon ney." (Just thinking)
Neither of them wanted to look at each other, the pain was too big.
"Nas arw nkejou jefr mlopr." (I heard them talking) Dende sighed, they had mocked him, too, though he had to admit that the thought of kissing Menok had sent pleasant shivers down his spine.
"Nas recdfer olik nuqu." (I'd rather stay) Menok's voice was shaking, everything seemed to turn against them.
Dende grabbed Menok's hand and looked into the other Namek's eyes.
"Nas fretga njouji daru." (I will never forget you)
Suddenly, Dende's voice was the most beautiful thing on Namek, Menok's heart jumped by its sound and a thought raced into his mind, he wanted a proper good-bye.
"Nas revre hutre pikais deylo." (I will make sure of that)
He leaned forward and his lips touched Dende's. They stayed in this position for several minutes, after all, it was the first kiss for both of them.
As Menok finally let go off Dende, his cheeks went red.
"Dende..na..nas," he stammered shily.
Dende, whose cheeks had also become red, laid his head on Menok's shoulder.
"Menok," he whispered softly," Tinikare."(Love you, too)
It should be their last hours together.....
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....for twenty years by now.
Dende turned around and his blanket glided to the floor. His eyes were filled with tears.
**If he still remembers me?**
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Did you like it? Let's see how I continue, I don't know yet, maybe I should eat some noodles...
Please review. **Do I repeat myself?**
Have some nice dreams, too,
X6193