Disclaimer: I hold no legal rights to the DragonBall series, nor do I in any way hold rights to the lyrics that are present in this work of fiction, they are Copyright to the band Amaran. However, I do hold all legal rights to reproduce this in anyway I see fit, and the character of Seven Point Five is also Copyrighted to me.

I Am No One's

Here we are again, though we lost our mother's love

Hear me, touch me, feel me, hold me, I am so alone

There's nothing here for me anymore. I can't even hear them. Hear them breathing in the peaceful bliss of eternal sleep. Hear them moan as they are ravaged again and again and again. It's empty here, with only the stink of rotten flesh to keep me company. I wonder to myself what it would have been like if you never saw me. If you and I had never met. If you hadn't gone and fucked up my entire life. . .No, I guess that would be no way to live, no way to live at all. . . Heh, like you said, "You're nothing without me." Damn. . .I never realized how profound that statement was until now. And you were right, you were, I can admit that. I just wish you would have beaten some sense into me and made me see just how right you were. Just how right you ALWAYS were and how WRONG I always am. ALWAYS. I hate you for it. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.

Never will I know when it's over, maybe it's over now

Is it too late to turn around?

You were beautiful. You were an angel. My angel, I should have been grateful. But, I wasn't, I was the shithead teenager as you so wonderfully put it. I was the remnant, I was the scar, I was the product of your imperfection, I was nothing to you. Nothing at all, just a blemish that needed to be removed. I still hate you for your words. And you still don't give a shit. . .Did you know I still love you for it? No, you wouldn't. You hated me more than I did you. Probably because I wanted to be myself, I wanted to be separate from you. And couldn't figure out why. Damn you.

Even if I could understand your decisions your demands

You would never let me save you

Sometimes I wished we could have been a normal family. You could have been the respected and loving father, caring, but strict, dignified, but not afraid to love his children. And I. . .I could have been the son. The screw up son that made all the stereotypical mistakes and tried to cover them up before you'd notice, trying to be perfect for you. But guess what? I was that son, and I personally know that I was a good son at that. I did what you wanted without question. I was respectful. Never once did I challenge you. I went by with everything you said without a second thought. And you dismissed that as nothing? I can't believe you. . .Any other parent would have sold their very souls for a kid as obedient as I was and you didn't even claim me as yours. I beg your pardon, but that's just insulting. . .

We're only human with our eyes closed

We're only children of the sun

You made me question what it was to be human. Obviously, you were not exactly the best person to lecture me on the subject, but you made your point. I am not human. I will never be human. I don't even have the slightest idea of what a human is. Asshole, I was studying to be a doctor, I knew my shit on human anatomy, psychology, the works; just when I found my little speck of happiness in reading, what do you ever so cleverly do? Huh? Do you help me pay for the books? Hell no. Do you support me in my efforts to learn? Not a chance in hell. Lets see. . .What could you have possibly done. Oh yes, I remember now. . .You, oh loving father, purposely sent a fence post flying through the air and nailed me right in between the eyes. Thank you so much, it was a fan-fucking-tastic thing to do. Now, I'm three steps away from being a vegetable the rest of my life. And for what reason? To teach me something? To make your infamous point? To torment me. I don't know. You just ruined me. You ruined me dad. I can't do the one thing that I loved. You took away my ability to read. I was dyslexic. Reading was all I wanted to do my ENTIRE life, and when I finally do, you take it away. . .Why. . .You knew. You planned it. All. Along. I don't believe it. . .

Come a little closer, little closer

Hear me plead

I heard you last night. You were watching me again. I use to think it was because you cared. Now I know I'm just some object, some thing to tantalize with your perfection. That's all I ever was, wasn't I? I remember you asking me long ago a question. I was five, and you were my hero. We were spending one of the few moments together when all was right with the world. There was no right or wrong, there was no time or space, or anything else for that matter. It was just you and me sitting in that grassy field. I may be blind, but that image of you is burned into my memory for all eternity, I'll never forget. You were meditating, the smell of fresh-cut grass was all over you like no tomorrow. Your cape was newly washed, it smelled like fabric softener, wild flowers. It was softer than the finest oriental silk. You gave me this look when I started rubbing my face against it. I knew you thought I was crazy, I thought you were mad. In that time, that short span of no more than ten minuets, you said the one thing that has made me who am I, the one thing that defined my character. "I'll always be there for you. Always and Forever." I know you'll never understand how much that single phrase meant to a scrawny five year old with nappy hair and limited potential, but I hoped I showed you what it meant to me. From that moment on, I did everything for you like what you asked was the most important thing in the entire universe, like life as we knew it would end if I did a single thing wrong. You gave me a reason. You were my reason for life dad, just wish I could have told you that. . .That you were my everything.

Now we're still suffering and it ain't okay at all

I can't believe we're so small

I was a fool back then, I'm only a bigger fool now. You loved me, and I was stupid. Stupid. Stupid to think otherwise. I wish I could have proven how much I. . .I yearned. . .I strived to understand, to know, to be like you. But at the same time, I wanted to be myself, have my own personality, find what I am. I was you. I wish I had stayed the same now that you're not here. I could have been your future. Your contribution to the world after your time. Instead, you outlived me by a hundred years and more. I had you for all that time. . .I was devastated when you suddenly were gone. Gone. I hate that word. It's so empty, so blank. It's the opposite of what everything good and natural in this world is. You never told me that you could die. I mean, I knew that you would but. . .You never told me. No, you can't die, you couldn't. You were an angel. Angels don't die damnit. . .Angels don't die, they don't go away, they are never Not There. What kind of angel are you? You were always so big. . .Even when I was grown and well over your height, you were a giant. Huge. A stronghold, my refuge. Hard to believe I was so small compared to you. So small. . .

Maybe it's the sound of pouring rain that we love

Maybe it's the sound of running water

I saw you today in my mind. Just a faint glimpse of you, your outline. I can't tell you the color, or even if there was any, but for that brief second I had my sight back, and I saw everything I ever wanted to see. You were smiling. Not a cruel smile filled with ill will or prejudice, but a smile sincere enough to give hope. Hope of life anew. Sadly, with every minuet of hope there is a lifetime full of pain and agony. Mine came in the split second vision of you. It wasn't enough. It didn't last long enough, I want it back. . .Give it to me. . . There's a sound. . .What is it? Is it rain? Smells like it. . .You loved the rain. At least I think you did. You use to stand in it all the time, take in the healing rain like it was sent from the cherubim themselves. Like I said, you were an angel. An angel of nature, the bringer of rain, the cleanser of my soul, savior of mine. Use to dream. Dream of water. Dream of drowning. You were always there to save me. Like you said, always and forever.

Like the way that it feels on my skin, keep pouring

What's your war about anyway

It is raining outside. You can't hide that smell, so refreshing, unique, there is no other like it. It's always raining here, in this place. You'd love it here, it's wonderful, like you made the place yourself, crafted it meticulously just for you. Seems like something you would do. I was under the impression you were God most of the time anyway. Fitting. Since you died, I had no reason to go on. I admit it freely; I was reclusive for a number of years. I was afraid. I don't remember a time before then that I was truly afraid. Not even when I myself met an unfortunate demise was I afraid. Loosing you scared me. I was twenty-five years when I left, I've never changed. I'm still the kid I was when I was nineteen, fifteen, thirteen, and down. You still know me, but I don't know you anymore. Dad, if I can still call you that, I miss you. I looked on for years, searching for a way to meet you again, to feel the contour of your face, the soft lines that make up your expression. You were beautiful. You were all that I ever hoped to be. . .Maybe today I'll go in the rain, let it show how much of you lives in me. Would that make you proud?

Don't close your righteous eyes, keep preaching

You're not the only one anyway

Try and change me into you

Can you feel that through me? The constant tapping of a million tiny water droplets onto my face at once. I know you can. You're in that water, you're in the clouds, you're a part of the Earth. I should have been a part of you, should have been buried after I died. You wouldn't let them burn me, turn me into ash. You knew that I wasn't truly dead inside. You wouldn't kill me that way. Instead, you took me here; to this nowhere land, to your sanctuary. The lake, Devil's Lake if memory serves, you put me there to rest in the water. I could tell that meant something to you. It was always water. There have only been two instances in my life where I had faith. When you let go of me, let me sink into the abyss, that was the first time I believed that there was some force watching out for me. I don't care how cheesy or farfetched that may sound to everyone. I know what I felt. There is no greater feeling than The Love. It's what keeps me going. It's what's made me believe that I am alive today, even though my body thinks otherwise.

I received a kiss from my maker's lips

Inside frustrated, the sky was clear

It's clearing out now. The showers have grown weak, barely even a sprinkle now. My clothes wear heavy, my hair weighs me down; feels like my mass increased ten fold. Marvelous. Soft footsteps sound behind me. I stiffen, being paranoid from life and my fair share of hardships. The steps stop for a moment before picking back up again, just as soothing and gentle as a lullaby, nothing rushed or chafed about them. It reminded me of how you use to walk. The noise stopped directly behind me. The whisper of a long, flowing garment caressed the wind, making it sing. Deep breaths came in and slowly, exited ones lungs, relaxing, mellow. Everything perfect. There's a minute change in the energy around me, it's suddenly stronger, warmer, pushing down on the ground. A hand touches my shoulder. Unsure of how to react, I stand there silently, waiting for the call. Something inside tells me I shouldn't worry, shouldn't fear, I should be at rest, like a dream state.. The hand grips on tighter, not uncomfortably so. I can feel the imprints of claws through my thin shirt, claws so like mine that had I not known better, I could have mistook them for mine own. Warm. It's warm, my body feels warm, void of the icy grip death keeps over my heart. I actually could have sworn I felt a heartbeat through all this. . .My heartbeat. Finally, I turn to face this person, this man so it appeared. The same blank expression that had always been there never changed once. Then it came.

"I'll always be there for you. Always and Forever. Nothing has changed."

Watch me rise, right before your eyes

I am all, that you knew that I could be

The doubt is gone I won't leave you standing all alone