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"Talking"
'Thought'
Lyrics
A Painful Mistake
Always
This Romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
Yamcha picked himself off the floor and decided today was the day he would speak with Bulma after he got cleaned up.
He stumbled his way into his bedroom, getting ready to take a cold shower.
He turned on the shower, putting it into full blast coldness, so that it would wake him up. He stepped in, letting the cold water touch his body. He jumped back, too cold. He turned it down a notch. He moved back into the water and started to wash off the smell of alcohol off of him.
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Yamcha stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked into the mirror, in the bathroom.
"Today's the day, you have to get her back. You need her you can't live without her. That's what you have to tell her," he told himself.
He started to fix his hair, slicking it back. He looked into the mirror. 'Perfect' He put his hand over his mouth and breathed into it. It still smelt like alcohol. He picked up his toothbrush and started to brush, to get rid of the smell.
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
Yamcha stepped out of the bathroom, feeling much better. He felt great. Nothing could go wrong, today. Today he'd get his Bulma back.
He walked to his closet and looked for the right outfit for today.
Then he saw it a dark blue Armani suit. He pulled it out form his closet and set it on the bed. He put on his boxers and threw the towel onto the chair in his room. He first put the white shirt on, then the dark blue slacks, tucking the shirt into it and sipped and buckled the slacks. He grabbed the dark blue blazer and put it on. He put on a pair of dark colored socks, then a pair of black loafers. He got up and looked into the mirror.
'Perfect' he mentally told himself as he left the room to go to Bulma and tell her how much of an idiot he was for letting her go and how much he needed her.
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say good-bye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man
Yamcha was flying over Satan City. She just had to take him back they loved each other. She had to take him back. He would never ever hurt her again, if he did. He would promise, no, he would vow on that. She had to understand, people make mistakes, he was only human.
He touched down in the backyard of Capsule Corp., behind some tree, were the GR was. He was about to step out and go up to the door. When he saw it, nothing and he means nothing could have prepared him for the thing he was about to see.
Vegeta was holding onto Bulma, the way he should've been. He was saying everything he was going to say to her. Vegeta said he loved her, needed her, everything he was going to say. He was no competition for the Sayian Prince. He was too strong for him to fight Vegeta, he could easily kill him.
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
To say to you till the end of time
Not thinking clearly, he powered up his ki in a fit of rage and flew towards were Bulma and Vegeta were.
"What the hell is this?!" he yelled.
"Yamcha?" Bulma said surprised, she thought she'd never see him again, "What are you talking about?" she asked him getting out of the Saiyanjin's embrace.
He calmed down walking towards Bulma, "I'm talking about you two," He grabbed Bulmas hands "I love you, I need you to come back to me" he felt Vegeta's ki rise, but he paid no attention to it. He didn't care that Vegeta could easily kill him or anything else for that matter. He only cared about Bulma. Hoping against hope that she would take him back.
If you told me to cry for you - I could
If you told me to die for you - I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck
In these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams
And our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines
"I'm sorry, Yamcha" she pulled her hands from his.
"What? Are you telling me you'd rather be with him, then with me?" she nodded "He killed me, he's a murderer, he first came to this planet to destroy it, he's probably just using you, you're probably just a good lay…" he was cut off when he felt Bulma's hand make contact with his check.
"Don't ever talk about the man I love like that," she said coldly.
"What? You love him?"
"Yes, I do love him" she said softly.
He couldn't believe it. She moved on, she didn't love him anymore, she didn't need him anymore. But he did, that's what the sad thing was. He felt the tears forming in his eyes; he didn't want to cry in front of her and the Saiyan Prince. So he powered up and flew away. He made a big mistake breaking up with her, he never should've done that in the first place. Their break up was more than a big mistake, it was a painful one.
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die; you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always
AN: That's the end of this songfic. Sorry for those who like Yamcha, if you didn't know, I don't really like him, he's not my favorite character in the world. Anyways, please review good or bad. And please read my other songfic 3 parters, I have a few. Please Review, pretty please, with cherries and whip cream on top. Thanks .
"Talking"
'Thought'
Lyrics
A Painful Mistake
Always
This Romeo is bleeding
But you can't see his blood
It's nothing but some feelings
That this old dog kicked up
Yamcha picked himself off the floor and decided today was the day he would speak with Bulma after he got cleaned up.
He stumbled his way into his bedroom, getting ready to take a cold shower.
He turned on the shower, putting it into full blast coldness, so that it would wake him up. He stepped in, letting the cold water touch his body. He jumped back, too cold. He turned it down a notch. He moved back into the water and started to wash off the smell of alcohol off of him.
It's been raining since you left me
Now I'm drowning in the flood
You see I've always been a fighter
But without you I give up
Yamcha stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked into the mirror, in the bathroom.
"Today's the day, you have to get her back. You need her you can't live without her. That's what you have to tell her," he told himself.
He started to fix his hair, slicking it back. He looked into the mirror. 'Perfect' He put his hand over his mouth and breathed into it. It still smelt like alcohol. He picked up his toothbrush and started to brush, to get rid of the smell.
Now I can't sing a love song
Like the way it's meant to be
Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore
But baby, that's just me
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
Yamcha stepped out of the bathroom, feeling much better. He felt great. Nothing could go wrong, today. Today he'd get his Bulma back.
He walked to his closet and looked for the right outfit for today.
Then he saw it a dark blue Armani suit. He pulled it out form his closet and set it on the bed. He put on his boxers and threw the towel onto the chair in his room. He first put the white shirt on, then the dark blue slacks, tucking the shirt into it and sipped and buckled the slacks. He grabbed the dark blue blazer and put it on. He put on a pair of dark colored socks, then a pair of black loafers. He got up and looked into the mirror.
'Perfect' he mentally told himself as he left the room to go to Bulma and tell her how much of an idiot he was for letting her go and how much he needed her.
Now your pictures that you left behind
Are just memories of a different life
Some that made us laugh, some that made us cry
One that made you have to say good-bye
What I'd give to run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, to hold you near
When you say your prayers try to understand
I've made mistakes, I'm just a man
Yamcha was flying over Satan City. She just had to take him back they loved each other. She had to take him back. He would never ever hurt her again, if he did. He would promise, no, he would vow on that. She had to understand, people make mistakes, he was only human.
He touched down in the backyard of Capsule Corp., behind some tree, were the GR was. He was about to step out and go up to the door. When he saw it, nothing and he means nothing could have prepared him for the thing he was about to see.
Vegeta was holding onto Bulma, the way he should've been. He was saying everything he was going to say to her. Vegeta said he loved her, needed her, everything he was going to say. He was no competition for the Sayian Prince. He was too strong for him to fight Vegeta, he could easily kill him.
When he holds you close, when he pulls you near
When he says the words you've been needing to hear
I wish I was him 'cause those words are mine
To say to you till the end of time
Not thinking clearly, he powered up his ki in a fit of rage and flew towards were Bulma and Vegeta were.
"What the hell is this?!" he yelled.
"Yamcha?" Bulma said surprised, she thought she'd never see him again, "What are you talking about?" she asked him getting out of the Saiyanjin's embrace.
He calmed down walking towards Bulma, "I'm talking about you two," He grabbed Bulmas hands "I love you, I need you to come back to me" he felt Vegeta's ki rise, but he paid no attention to it. He didn't care that Vegeta could easily kill him or anything else for that matter. He only cared about Bulma. Hoping against hope that she would take him back.
If you told me to cry for you - I could
If you told me to die for you - I would
Take a look at my face
There's no price I won't pay
To say these words to you
Well, there ain't no luck
In these loaded dice
But baby if you give me just one more try
We can pack up our old dreams
And our old lives
We'll find a place where the sun still shines
"I'm sorry, Yamcha" she pulled her hands from his.
"What? Are you telling me you'd rather be with him, then with me?" she nodded "He killed me, he's a murderer, he first came to this planet to destroy it, he's probably just using you, you're probably just a good lay…" he was cut off when he felt Bulma's hand make contact with his check.
"Don't ever talk about the man I love like that," she said coldly.
"What? You love him?"
"Yes, I do love him" she said softly.
He couldn't believe it. She moved on, she didn't love him anymore, she didn't need him anymore. But he did, that's what the sad thing was. He felt the tears forming in his eyes; he didn't want to cry in front of her and the Saiyan Prince. So he powered up and flew away. He made a big mistake breaking up with her, he never should've done that in the first place. Their break up was more than a big mistake, it was a painful one.
And I will love you, baby - Always
And I'll be there forever and a day - Always
I'll be there till the stars don't shine
Till the heavens burst and
The words don't rhyme
And I know when I die; you'll be on my mind
And I'll love you - Always
AN: That's the end of this songfic. Sorry for those who like Yamcha, if you didn't know, I don't really like him, he's not my favorite character in the world. Anyways, please review good or bad. And please read my other songfic 3 parters, I have a few. Please Review, pretty please, with cherries and whip cream on top. Thanks .