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Of Greetings and Goodbyes

AFI

Now ending discreetly, just like a hidden sin as I go under, please tuck me in. Make me invisible. This hidden explosion calls for a wandering cast with no direction. Enter all the monsters let us twist another fairy tale. Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes. I'll say good night and bow to everyone. Then we go under. The beauties are sleeping as fruit just rots away today go hungry. Let it begin. Make me invincible. There was a weeping, I carried down today. A sigh worth keeping. Deep within divinity lets start another secret show. Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes. I'll say good night and bow to everyone. No need to worry it is just another monster. No need to fear here in the secret show. No need to worry I am just another monster. In you, I'll see me in the secret show.

CHAPTER THREE: OF GREETINGS AND GOODBYES

Bulma woke up the morning of Vegeta's funeral, her face red with dried tears. She kept feeling bad for herself, mainly because her breaking up with him was what led the young senior to suicide.

:Stop it. You're being a fool.: said a voice inside her head.

She shook the voice's words away, and dressed in solid black, a color for mourning. She had requested to the pastor at the church that they play two songs, Vegeta's favorites. The pastor agreed. She looked at the blue mixed c.d., filled only with two songs, both by A Fire Inside. "Of Greetings and Goodbyes," and "Narrative Soul Against Soul." She sat at her vanity, and did her eyes in dark eyeshadow and heavy eyeliner. She couldn't wait to wake up from this nightmare she is having, but each moment that passes, she comes to the realization that this wasn't a dream. Vegeta did blow his brains out, Vegeta is about to lay in a hole six feet deep. She went to the Awake, with the open casket, to find that Vegeta looked like he would reach up and touch you, and she was half expecting him to do so. There was a simple bandage over the hole in his temple, and you could barely see the loss of skin on the side of his head, the bandage was so large. She saw many people she knew at the Awake, teachers, students, the paramedics, Goku and Chi Chi. What upset her the most, was that Vegeta's mom and dad weren't there. She finished preparing for the funeral, and stepped into her red Ferarri. She drove to Memory Chapel, where Vegeta's grandmother was buried.

She arrived at the chapel, and sat in the first row, where she saw Vegeta's uncles, aunts, and cousins, but no parents. She worked up the courage to tap Uncle Tom on the shoulder.

"Have you seen Selena and Vegeta Sr.?" she asked.

"Last I heard, they got the word yesterday evening, when the two of them were stoned. The fucking bastards. When little Vegeta would come to my house with his smiling face, long before he even knew what suicide was, he'd always tell me about his parents. I never heard one good thing said about them from my little Vegeta."

"I never liked them, either. In all the times I've been to his house, not once did I see either of them. I heard them, the nasty fucks, pardon my french." she said.

"I've heard worse." he said to the comment about the French. Everyone was quieted. The pastor said his piece, and then played the songs that were requested. He spoke some more, and then lead the people to the cemetary, where Bulma had told him to lay him next to his grandmother. There was a prayer, words were said, noses were blown, and the pallbearers set Vegeta into the ground. As the people left, dirt flew on top of him, Bulma stood watching.

She layed herself down tonight on her bed, hoping that she could make it to sleep. She didn't know if she could. Lucky for her, she drifted slowly in the next hour, what awaited her she could only witness in a dream.

----dream----

She looked around, this area looking quite unfamiliar, but she later recognized it as home. She walked into the kitchen, feeling rather hungry. When she walked out there, she saw Vegeta, alive and well..

"V-Vegeta?"

"Hi there."

"I thought you were..."

"I am."

"Then how are you.."

"This is a dream. Anything can happen."

"Fuck me."

"Excuse me?"

"Fuck me. I never let you before when you were alive. I want you to do it now." Vegeta smiled. He walked towards her, and did exactly as she commanded. When it was over, he kissed her.

"See you later." he said.

"Where are you going?"

"Time to wake up."

"What?" she said, now aware that all that happened was a dream.

------dream ends-----

She sat up and looked around her room, no sign of activity occured. She realized that she was naked, and never in her life has she declothed herself in her sleep. This was all too wierd. She remembered the dream the night before, it was a good dream. She smiled, and decided she couldn't wait for the next one.

That's the end. The very very end. Bulma has a dream about having sex with a man six feet under. Wierd huh? Well, review it, and unless you have an idea for another chapter, I'm fresh out, this ends now. Bye!