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Fanfic: Bulmas Tod, Vegetas Gedanken danach!!
Chapter: Bulma's death, Vegeta's thoughts afterwards !!
Preface:
Here is my first Bulma Vegeta FF. I don't know if it really worked, I hope so. You are probably wondering how I came up with it, it was like this: When I went to bed yesterday I had an idea what if Bulma had died? What would Vegeta have said / thought about it? I've just started writing and I hope you enjoy it!
********** = review
Bulma's death, Vegeta's thoughts afterwards!
Path! She was gone! And nothing in the world could bring it back to him! Nobody, not even the Dragon Balls. He was alone. Stand alone on a cliff. The sea breeze blew hard in his face. But he didn't feel it. He was alone again. Just like before he met her. He missed her sorely. His heart was broken in a thousand pieces. He couldn't help her, and that was probably the worst thing for him. She just died like that.She was gone, no longer with him. She would never annoy him again, never again would she hug him. He would never again hear her incomparable laugh and see her beautiful face. He would never again be able to brush the turquoise hair from her face. He hadn't even said goodbye to her and said one last 'I love you'. He wouldn't be able to make up for this either. Why? That question made him sick. Why did such a wonderful person have to die? And disappear from life forever. It was unfair. But that was life. His life had always been like that. His father, his home planet. Everything had been taken from him. Almost everything. He still had his son and daughter. But his son was now 25 and the manager of the CC. And his daughter was always with the daughter of someone he knew. So he was alone after all. Six months ago everything was as it always was. He hadn't noticed anything, but should have.A single tear rolled down his petrified face.
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"Tomorrow my darling!" a soft voice woke him. He felt her warm breath on the back of his neck. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked into the incredibly beautiful turquoise blue eyes of Bulma. She smiled dreamily at him. On her left hand, on the ring finger, was a simple silver ring. He had proposed marriage to her yesterday. And she had accepted him. Nobody knew about it yet. But that wouldn't last long. Since Trunks took over the CC, Bulma spent almost all of her time with him. He was fond of her, yes, he even loved her. He loved the woman he'd found annoying and stupid at first. But it wasn't. He soon noticed this. But had only learned to show her much later. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. He kissed her gently on her wonderfully soft skin. He gave her a smile that you would never have expected from him otherwise."Morning honey! Did you sleep well?" he asked her. She nodded and rested her head on his strong torso. Dreamily she ran her fingers over his stomach. She still couldn't believe it, he had really proposed to her. She would never have expected anything like that from him. But she was infinitely happy.
Bulma and Vegeta stay in their bed for a long time, cuddling. They were both incredibly happy. They got up sometime around noon. Bulma wanted to bring the good news to her children. What would they say? She walked dreamily through the corridors of the CC in her nightgown that went just under the bottom. Bra, just 19, ran towards her, she wanted to go shopping again. Of course you need money for that. "Mum, I want to go shopping with Pan, can I have some money?" she called from afar. Bulma said nothing, just waited until her daughter stood in front of her. Then she held the hand in front of her nose where the ring was attached.Bra was speechless. "Mum, who proposed marriage to you? Who is a co-worker? Someone you met at your business meeting? Come on, I'll make him cold!" Bra said impatiently and looked angrily at her mother. She loved her dad. "No, much better, it was Vegeta!" Bulma grinned. "WHAT? DAD HAS AN APPLICATION FOR YOU? IS HE SICK?" shouted Bra. Trunks, having heard these words, rushed out of his study. Bulma nodded. She couldn't stop grinning, she was too happy, it was just an indescribable feeling. (well, I'll try to describe it!) it was like free fall, roller coaster, horror castle and box car all together. (At least that's how I always feel when I'm happy!) Trunks stared at his mother in disbelief. Had he just heard correctly that his father, the Saiyan prince, had proposed to his mother and she had accepted him? "Mom, can you say that again, I just hardened or what?" Trunks asked incredulously."No, it's true, Vegeta wants to marry me, the wedding is in two weeks!" Bulma laughed and hugged her two children. Of course, they were very happy for them.
The news spread quickly and in the evening all Z-Fighters were present. Vegeta was transformed. He was nice, polite ..... he was just a new Saiyan. (First I wanted to write to someone, but then it occurred to me that he is an SJ .....) Nobody understood what was really going on until the wedding when he said yes to Bulma, hugged her and kissed her. Then came the honeymoon. And when they got back, the disease began.
Actually nobody noticed, only Bulma. She was standing in the kitchen and was about to put the flowers that Vegeta had given her in a vase when it happened. For some inexplicable reason, the vase fell from her left hand and shattered on the floor. She could no longer move and control her left arm. He was just so paralyzed.She didn't feel him anymore. Nobody noticed, so she wiped up the water and the broken glass so that nobody would notice. But a few weeks later something similar happened to her when she was about to put a pot full of steaming chicken broth on the table. Her left arm could no longer be controlled. The pot slipped from her left hand. Her right one was no longer able to carry the heavy pot on her own and let go of it. It fell to the ground with a rumble. In front of Vegeta, Bra and Trunks. Everyone stared at her. Bulma was unable to say anything. Tears ran down her cheeks. She knew what it meant. Vegeta was already with her and had hugged his wife. "Sch, ..... it's good, nothing happens! Everything will be fine!" he said softly to hers and then took her in his arms and carried her out of the kitchen. Her left arm was still hanging down as if paralyzed. Bra and Trunks watched them go. Unable to say anything, they wiped the food off the floor and put the pot in the sink.
The doctor was there half an hour later. He tells Bulma to the hospital. She had to have an MRI scan. Brain tumor suspected. Vegeta took her there and didn't leave her side. The pictures were finished shortly afterwards. It was a tumor. Too far to remove. Radiation was suggested to Bulma, but no one knew whether it would help. Bulma didn't want this. She didn't want to appear empty and sunken like everyone else. She wanted to live for the last few months as she had before. Vegeta couldn't change her mind either. And so she lived on as before. She was happy, bitchy, depending on how she was doing. Actually, she was the same as always. Only Vegeta knew what was wrong with her. She didn't want to tell Bra and Trunks. Not even the other. Vegeta let her have this will. He took care of her touchingly. He went out with her as often as he could. Sometimes he took her to another planet. Or to a level where they could watch the stars.
But then the day of parting came. She had been in the hospital and the doctors gave her a week at most. Bulma had asked Vegeta, Trunks and Bra to call everyone together. She had turned pale in the past few weeks. Her lips had lost their color. Her eyes were no longer cheeky and glittering. They were sad and weak. Her left arm was completely paralyzed. She couldn't hide it from the others any longer. When everyone was there, she told me straight away what was going on with her. She didn't want pity. She hated it. She wanted to spend the last few days with her friends on Kame Island. All of them granted her wish. And so they spent their last two days on the island. Vegeta didn't leave her side anymore. He didn't take his eyes off her. Only once and there it happened:
Bulma got up from her deck chair to get a book from the house. She came out of the house with the book in hand. But she stumbled and fell.She should never get up again. When Vegeta found her, she had closed her eyes and a gentle smile played on her pale lips. She had finally been released from her agony. Vegeta's eyes went blank. His face was cold, as it had been on Namek back then. Outwardly he was the same again, but inside something had just died with her. Something she loved about him. His gentle, nice side. He picked up the weak, light body and carried her to the others. They decided to burn them in front of Dende's palace. Piccolo wrapped her in white towels and then she was placed on a bar. Bra howled on Goten's shoulder. Marron was in Trunks' arms and Pan in Uub's. Vegeta looked blankly at the body that was being burned. Goku held ChiChi in his arms, the snot and water howled. (ChiChi!) Videl cried too. The others watched with silent faces as the body burned, turned to ashes and was carried away by the wind.After that, the society slowly dissolved. Only Vegeta remained. Alone. After a while he too left the platform.
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The memory of her hurt. He wanted her back. But he wouldn't see her again until his time came. And this was not yet certain either. Slowly he closed his eyes. He saw her smiling face when Bra was born. She was happy. Bra. She looked a lot like her mother, but only in appearance. She slowly developed a completely different character, she came a lot after him.
Someone landed behind him. Vegeta didn't turn around. He knew who it was. "Not only did you lose someone you loved! We have all lost a wonderful person! But she wouldn't want you to let yourself go like this! Live on, do it for Bulma! At some
Here is my first Bulma Vegeta FF. I don't know if it really worked, I hope so. You are probably wondering how I came up with it, it was like this: When I went to bed yesterday I had an idea what if Bulma had died? What would Vegeta have said / thought about it? I've just started writing and I hope you enjoy it!
********** = review
Bulma's death, Vegeta's thoughts afterwards!
Path! She was gone! And nothing in the world could bring it back to him! Nobody, not even the Dragon Balls. He was alone. Stand alone on a cliff. The sea breeze blew hard in his face. But he didn't feel it. He was alone again. Just like before he met her. He missed her sorely. His heart was broken in a thousand pieces. He couldn't help her, and that was probably the worst thing for him. She just died like that.She was gone, no longer with him. She would never annoy him again, never again would she hug him. He would never again hear her incomparable laugh and see her beautiful face. He would never again be able to brush the turquoise hair from her face. He hadn't even said goodbye to her and said one last 'I love you'. He wouldn't be able to make up for this either. Why? That question made him sick. Why did such a wonderful person have to die? And disappear from life forever. It was unfair. But that was life. His life had always been like that. His father, his home planet. Everything had been taken from him. Almost everything. He still had his son and daughter. But his son was now 25 and the manager of the CC. And his daughter was always with the daughter of someone he knew. So he was alone after all. Six months ago everything was as it always was. He hadn't noticed anything, but should have.A single tear rolled down his petrified face.
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"Tomorrow my darling!" a soft voice woke him. He felt her warm breath on the back of his neck. Slowly he opened his eyes and looked into the incredibly beautiful turquoise blue eyes of Bulma. She smiled dreamily at him. On her left hand, on the ring finger, was a simple silver ring. He had proposed marriage to her yesterday. And she had accepted him. Nobody knew about it yet. But that wouldn't last long. Since Trunks took over the CC, Bulma spent almost all of her time with him. He was fond of her, yes, he even loved her. He loved the woman he'd found annoying and stupid at first. But it wasn't. He soon noticed this. But had only learned to show her much later. He put his arm around her and pulled her close. He kissed her gently on her wonderfully soft skin. He gave her a smile that you would never have expected from him otherwise."Morning honey! Did you sleep well?" he asked her. She nodded and rested her head on his strong torso. Dreamily she ran her fingers over his stomach. She still couldn't believe it, he had really proposed to her. She would never have expected anything like that from him. But she was infinitely happy.
Bulma and Vegeta stay in their bed for a long time, cuddling. They were both incredibly happy. They got up sometime around noon. Bulma wanted to bring the good news to her children. What would they say? She walked dreamily through the corridors of the CC in her nightgown that went just under the bottom. Bra, just 19, ran towards her, she wanted to go shopping again. Of course you need money for that. "Mum, I want to go shopping with Pan, can I have some money?" she called from afar. Bulma said nothing, just waited until her daughter stood in front of her. Then she held the hand in front of her nose where the ring was attached.Bra was speechless. "Mum, who proposed marriage to you? Who is a co-worker? Someone you met at your business meeting? Come on, I'll make him cold!" Bra said impatiently and looked angrily at her mother. She loved her dad. "No, much better, it was Vegeta!" Bulma grinned. "WHAT? DAD HAS AN APPLICATION FOR YOU? IS HE SICK?" shouted Bra. Trunks, having heard these words, rushed out of his study. Bulma nodded. She couldn't stop grinning, she was too happy, it was just an indescribable feeling. (well, I'll try to describe it!) it was like free fall, roller coaster, horror castle and box car all together. (At least that's how I always feel when I'm happy!) Trunks stared at his mother in disbelief. Had he just heard correctly that his father, the Saiyan prince, had proposed to his mother and she had accepted him? "Mom, can you say that again, I just hardened or what?" Trunks asked incredulously."No, it's true, Vegeta wants to marry me, the wedding is in two weeks!" Bulma laughed and hugged her two children. Of course, they were very happy for them.
The news spread quickly and in the evening all Z-Fighters were present. Vegeta was transformed. He was nice, polite ..... he was just a new Saiyan. (First I wanted to write to someone, but then it occurred to me that he is an SJ .....) Nobody understood what was really going on until the wedding when he said yes to Bulma, hugged her and kissed her. Then came the honeymoon. And when they got back, the disease began.
Actually nobody noticed, only Bulma. She was standing in the kitchen and was about to put the flowers that Vegeta had given her in a vase when it happened. For some inexplicable reason, the vase fell from her left hand and shattered on the floor. She could no longer move and control her left arm. He was just so paralyzed.She didn't feel him anymore. Nobody noticed, so she wiped up the water and the broken glass so that nobody would notice. But a few weeks later something similar happened to her when she was about to put a pot full of steaming chicken broth on the table. Her left arm could no longer be controlled. The pot slipped from her left hand. Her right one was no longer able to carry the heavy pot on her own and let go of it. It fell to the ground with a rumble. In front of Vegeta, Bra and Trunks. Everyone stared at her. Bulma was unable to say anything. Tears ran down her cheeks. She knew what it meant. Vegeta was already with her and had hugged his wife. "Sch, ..... it's good, nothing happens! Everything will be fine!" he said softly to hers and then took her in his arms and carried her out of the kitchen. Her left arm was still hanging down as if paralyzed. Bra and Trunks watched them go. Unable to say anything, they wiped the food off the floor and put the pot in the sink.
The doctor was there half an hour later. He tells Bulma to the hospital. She had to have an MRI scan. Brain tumor suspected. Vegeta took her there and didn't leave her side. The pictures were finished shortly afterwards. It was a tumor. Too far to remove. Radiation was suggested to Bulma, but no one knew whether it would help. Bulma didn't want this. She didn't want to appear empty and sunken like everyone else. She wanted to live for the last few months as she had before. Vegeta couldn't change her mind either. And so she lived on as before. She was happy, bitchy, depending on how she was doing. Actually, she was the same as always. Only Vegeta knew what was wrong with her. She didn't want to tell Bra and Trunks. Not even the other. Vegeta let her have this will. He took care of her touchingly. He went out with her as often as he could. Sometimes he took her to another planet. Or to a level where they could watch the stars.
But then the day of parting came. She had been in the hospital and the doctors gave her a week at most. Bulma had asked Vegeta, Trunks and Bra to call everyone together. She had turned pale in the past few weeks. Her lips had lost their color. Her eyes were no longer cheeky and glittering. They were sad and weak. Her left arm was completely paralyzed. She couldn't hide it from the others any longer. When everyone was there, she told me straight away what was going on with her. She didn't want pity. She hated it. She wanted to spend the last few days with her friends on Kame Island. All of them granted her wish. And so they spent their last two days on the island. Vegeta didn't leave her side anymore. He didn't take his eyes off her. Only once and there it happened:
Bulma got up from her deck chair to get a book from the house. She came out of the house with the book in hand. But she stumbled and fell.She should never get up again. When Vegeta found her, she had closed her eyes and a gentle smile played on her pale lips. She had finally been released from her agony. Vegeta's eyes went blank. His face was cold, as it had been on Namek back then. Outwardly he was the same again, but inside something had just died with her. Something she loved about him. His gentle, nice side. He picked up the weak, light body and carried her to the others. They decided to burn them in front of Dende's palace. Piccolo wrapped her in white towels and then she was placed on a bar. Bra howled on Goten's shoulder. Marron was in Trunks' arms and Pan in Uub's. Vegeta looked blankly at the body that was being burned. Goku held ChiChi in his arms, the snot and water howled. (ChiChi!) Videl cried too. The others watched with silent faces as the body burned, turned to ashes and was carried away by the wind.After that, the society slowly dissolved. Only Vegeta remained. Alone. After a while he too left the platform.
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The memory of her hurt. He wanted her back. But he wouldn't see her again until his time came. And this was not yet certain either. Slowly he closed his eyes. He saw her smiling face when Bra was born. She was happy. Bra. She looked a lot like her mother, but only in appearance. She slowly developed a completely different character, she came a lot after him.
Someone landed behind him. Vegeta didn't turn around. He knew who it was. "Not only did you lose someone you loved! We have all lost a wonderful person! But she wouldn't want you to let yourself go like this! Live on, do it for Bulma! At some