Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the song 'So you Disappear' by XANDRIA.
iI breath the sent of your hairi
iYour emerald eyes are closedi
ithere's still some music in the airi
iFeels like time no more flowsi
Bulma Briefs stared at the place where her lover had just stood before he tore out of the room in rage. Tears streamed down her cheeks onto her teal night gown as the full moon watched from the transparent window in a pitying way. Bulma crawled into bed and wrapped her arms around her love's pillow and inhaled his faint sent as she let her hand dangle onto his side of the bed. One side of her mind said go after him, the other side said stand firm things won't change. Both sides tried to compromise a failed. She heard the cries of her youngest child but went not to comfort her this time, fighting with Vegeta was normally exhilarating, but this time she felt completely empty and as alone as ever before and nothing else mattered to her at the moment. There hardly were moments anymore; time had frozen, just like the hell her lover would be going to for his past crimes and misdeeds.
iwe sit, you're in my armsi
iWatching the first daylight gleami
iyou say: "I like your warmth"i
iA voice just in a dreami
Bulma thought back to the first kiss she had ever truly felt. It was when she broke up with Yamcha and she needed someone to confide in and no one was around. Bulma smiled softly as she remembered the annoyed way Vegeta stared at her when she turned off the gravity machine and the way his mouth dropped when he looked her over. The sun was just peaking out from behind the trees. Vegeta grinned and picked her up and flew to the roof with her in his arms and her screaming because of her fear of heights. Bulma yelled some obscene things at him and he returned them all and threatened to leave her up there if she didn't shut up. The both of them were arguing face to face when the sun's soft rays fell on them and enveloped them in a golden light. Who knows how it happened but one minute they were standing in front of each other screaming and the next in each others arms clinging together like there was no tomorrow.
iI was dreaming of the windi
iI was dreaming like a childi
iA prince and princess fairy talei
iAnd so you disappeari
There was the time she was pregnant with Trunks and Vegeta knew that and he got up and left. He stayed in space for months making Bulma think she would have a fatherless child and a child out of wedlock. Her thoughts of a perfect life disappeared as she watched her prince charming walked off into space without a second glance towards her and the family he was leaving. Who knows what made him come back, either it was the fact of shame for his unborn child or his pride of not running away. But he came back never the less but he wasn't a help. When Trunks learned to walk he began learning martial arts even though Bulma protested and did everything she could to make Vegeta stop but he would not have an invalid son or so he put it. Trunks learned the hard way and Vegeta pushed him farther than anyone thought Trunks could go. Bulma's heart went out to her baby boy as she watched Vegeta beat him day after day and hour after hour so that the poor boy was so tired he couldn't go to sleep at night.
iI was dreaming of the firei
iOf the time when it was wildi
iI was dreaming far too sweeti
iAnd so you disappeari
Bulma looked out her window into space for where she lay. Vegeta had once said that half of the stars in the sky would disappear over time because of the Saiyan before her, the Saiyan whom she loved so deeply. She now let her mind wander. Was it love or was it lust or was it just faith? Vegeta showed possessiveness but not care, pride but not compassion, protectiveness but not love. Bulma hugged her mate's pillow to her chest. Did he love his children? Did he love her? Did he even give a damn about himself with the way he acted?
iIn chaos waters I do swimi
iAnd you're the stone one's thrown intoi
iA frail creature now gets dimi
iAs the gold turns to bluei
Bulma thought to her youngest child. Bra had Vegeta around her little finger that was true but why didn't he show that care to her or Trunks? Why didn't he at least stay and not leave for days on end? Why couldn't we talk things out? Yeah, first date, first kiss, first knock down drag out fight. Bulma had tried to separate those two and push him towards Trunks but it was like those two were fused together, it showed on Trunks that she did all she could but he needed a father figure too. She knew she was being unfair to Bra but she had never seen Vegeta so much as smiled at her son. Their son dammed, Bulma had practically raised Trunks alone even when Vegeta was around. If Trunks wanted something he could get it himself, if Bra did Vegeta would jump, all he needed to know was how high.
iI was dreaming of the windi
iI was dreaming like a childi
iA prince and princess fairy talei
iAnd so you disappeari
Bulma jumped out of bed as she heard a car rev up. She wanted to call out to him but her voice was caught in her throat. She smiled sorrowfully and walked to her closet where she pulled out a small leather case. She smiled as she watched Vegeta drive out of site. "This will be the last time you'll ever see me cry Vegeta no Ouji. I always loved you. And I forever will." Bulma smiled and pulled the greatest work of art she ever made out of the case. She looked strait down the barrel.
"Mommy!" Bra's cries mingled with a small explosion.
iI breath the sent of your hairi
iYour emerald eyes are closedi
ithere's still some music in the airi
iFeels like time no more flowsi
Bulma Briefs stared at the place where her lover had just stood before he tore out of the room in rage. Tears streamed down her cheeks onto her teal night gown as the full moon watched from the transparent window in a pitying way. Bulma crawled into bed and wrapped her arms around her love's pillow and inhaled his faint sent as she let her hand dangle onto his side of the bed. One side of her mind said go after him, the other side said stand firm things won't change. Both sides tried to compromise a failed. She heard the cries of her youngest child but went not to comfort her this time, fighting with Vegeta was normally exhilarating, but this time she felt completely empty and as alone as ever before and nothing else mattered to her at the moment. There hardly were moments anymore; time had frozen, just like the hell her lover would be going to for his past crimes and misdeeds.
iwe sit, you're in my armsi
iWatching the first daylight gleami
iyou say: "I like your warmth"i
iA voice just in a dreami
Bulma thought back to the first kiss she had ever truly felt. It was when she broke up with Yamcha and she needed someone to confide in and no one was around. Bulma smiled softly as she remembered the annoyed way Vegeta stared at her when she turned off the gravity machine and the way his mouth dropped when he looked her over. The sun was just peaking out from behind the trees. Vegeta grinned and picked her up and flew to the roof with her in his arms and her screaming because of her fear of heights. Bulma yelled some obscene things at him and he returned them all and threatened to leave her up there if she didn't shut up. The both of them were arguing face to face when the sun's soft rays fell on them and enveloped them in a golden light. Who knows how it happened but one minute they were standing in front of each other screaming and the next in each others arms clinging together like there was no tomorrow.
iI was dreaming of the windi
iI was dreaming like a childi
iA prince and princess fairy talei
iAnd so you disappeari
There was the time she was pregnant with Trunks and Vegeta knew that and he got up and left. He stayed in space for months making Bulma think she would have a fatherless child and a child out of wedlock. Her thoughts of a perfect life disappeared as she watched her prince charming walked off into space without a second glance towards her and the family he was leaving. Who knows what made him come back, either it was the fact of shame for his unborn child or his pride of not running away. But he came back never the less but he wasn't a help. When Trunks learned to walk he began learning martial arts even though Bulma protested and did everything she could to make Vegeta stop but he would not have an invalid son or so he put it. Trunks learned the hard way and Vegeta pushed him farther than anyone thought Trunks could go. Bulma's heart went out to her baby boy as she watched Vegeta beat him day after day and hour after hour so that the poor boy was so tired he couldn't go to sleep at night.
iI was dreaming of the firei
iOf the time when it was wildi
iI was dreaming far too sweeti
iAnd so you disappeari
Bulma looked out her window into space for where she lay. Vegeta had once said that half of the stars in the sky would disappear over time because of the Saiyan before her, the Saiyan whom she loved so deeply. She now let her mind wander. Was it love or was it lust or was it just faith? Vegeta showed possessiveness but not care, pride but not compassion, protectiveness but not love. Bulma hugged her mate's pillow to her chest. Did he love his children? Did he love her? Did he even give a damn about himself with the way he acted?
iIn chaos waters I do swimi
iAnd you're the stone one's thrown intoi
iA frail creature now gets dimi
iAs the gold turns to bluei
Bulma thought to her youngest child. Bra had Vegeta around her little finger that was true but why didn't he show that care to her or Trunks? Why didn't he at least stay and not leave for days on end? Why couldn't we talk things out? Yeah, first date, first kiss, first knock down drag out fight. Bulma had tried to separate those two and push him towards Trunks but it was like those two were fused together, it showed on Trunks that she did all she could but he needed a father figure too. She knew she was being unfair to Bra but she had never seen Vegeta so much as smiled at her son. Their son dammed, Bulma had practically raised Trunks alone even when Vegeta was around. If Trunks wanted something he could get it himself, if Bra did Vegeta would jump, all he needed to know was how high.
iI was dreaming of the windi
iI was dreaming like a childi
iA prince and princess fairy talei
iAnd so you disappeari
Bulma jumped out of bed as she heard a car rev up. She wanted to call out to him but her voice was caught in her throat. She smiled sorrowfully and walked to her closet where she pulled out a small leather case. She smiled as she watched Vegeta drive out of site. "This will be the last time you'll ever see me cry Vegeta no Ouji. I always loved you. And I forever will." Bulma smiled and pulled the greatest work of art she ever made out of the case. She looked strait down the barrel.
"Mommy!" Bra's cries mingled with a small explosion.