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Fanfic: Wenn ich dich nicht haben darf, soll dich keiner bekommen!
Chapter: If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should get you!
If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should get you!
Hi guys ^ - ^
I was just feeling like writing another story, I know I still have to work on the other story, but I couldn't get this story out of my head, so I just had to write it down quickly!
It's a Yuri story (jaaa I like Yuri better than Yaoi!)
Hm ... oh yes to the age of the people, I think I changed it a lot, but only so that it all fits together nicely ^^; So I ask for your mercy if you don't like it. So now have fun with the story and please tell me what you liked and what not, I would appreciate a little criticism, I want to improve after all ... but don't say anything against the couple ^^ ;;
Ps: before I forget, it's more about Marron, and the 2 other characters don't really appear, rather they are in the background! Well you will see ^^
Marron (8/18), Trunks (12/22), Pan (7/17) (you can see it has been changed quite a bit ^^ '')
If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should get you!
A cold shiver ran through her neck. It was cold and unbearably quiet. Armed with a knife, hugging her, she crept down the hall. She held the knife so tightly as if it were the most important thing in the world.
Her blonde hair was blowing in the light wind that spread across the hallway. Thoughts revolved around a person, a girl she hated. Your hatred grew and grew. She couldn't bear that the man she loves loved this girl. She cursed the girl bitterly, wishing her death. But nothing helped, so her hatred of the girl grew even more. She kept thinking about how her lover kissed this girl she hated so much.
Slowly she stepped closer and closer to her enemy's room.
Her hand clutched the door handle tightly while she let the other rest on the knife. Slowly she opened the door, she squeaked softly. She hoped that the girl wouldn't wake up now, otherwise everything would be over and she would have been exposed. She didn't want that. She tried to close the door as quietly as possible. Again she squealed, but the girl didn't wake up. Relieved, she leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and remembered the old days of her childhood.
>> Flashback <<
"Let's play something!" said a little girl with blond hair with a very cheerful expression. "Hm ... and what?" asked a boy with purple hair and blue eyes. "How about father, mother, child ?!" the little Marron beamed. "Again? Didn't we play that yesterday?" complained a boy with black hair.
"Oh Goten, come on don't be a spoilsport, it's sure to be fun!" said a girl with black hair.She looked at him lovingly and literally beamed at him. "Well ... but only because it's you, my little niece!" said Goten, taking his niece in his arms and tickling her a little. "Hee stop ... aaah ... no that tickles !!" the little girl tried to fight back but was much weaker than her uncle.
"And who is distributing the roles now?" Trunks asked a little annoyed and looked at Marron. "So I am the mother!" said the addressed proudly "and you Trunks are my husband!" at the same time she blushed slightly. > Oh no ... no husband please! <"Can't I rather be a fiancé?" he asked "because if you are engaged it doesn’t mean that you will marry someone!". Marron was gracious "Well ... then you're my fiancé!" she said proudly, but she was happy too soon. This time around, Trunks just didn't want to play Marron's husband. He downright refused her. "Not again ... can't even Goten be your husband or your fiancé ??" then he caught an evil look from his sister, who was clinging tightly to Goten, who also seemed to like it.Marron looked injured at Trunks, why didn't he want to play her husband? He turned and saw Pan's face. She lay on the grass and stared at the flowers in front of her nose. Trunks walked up to her slowly and smiled. He took Pan's face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. Pan blushed, she liked trunks, but she wouldn't have thought of that. She didn't know this yet, she blushed and stared into the eyes of the boy who stole her first kiss. He turned his head to Marron, "I would much rather be your fiancé!"
These words hit Marron very hard. She was only 8 years old, but she knew what love was. And Trunks also knew love, love, affection for the opposite sex. He knew her well when he was 12 years old. "I would much rather be her fiancé!" the words echoed in Marron's head. She didn't want it to be true.
...
The years passed and she noticed how the love between Pan and Trunks grew.She didn't like it and got sick with jealousy! She didn't want Trunks to get together with Pan, she tried everything to prevent it! Again and again she pushed herself in between when the two got closer. Over and over again Marron felt a big stab in her heart when she saw Trunks approach Pan, over and over again her hatred rose and the wish Pan would die.
Marron thought how beautiful Pan was ... but she immediately dismissed the thought. She often thought of Pan. It always revolved around Pan, every time ... when you talked to her, the blushes on Marron's face ... it was surely just imagination that she blushed ... or it was just embarrassing to stand next to her and talk to her ... or ... it was love. But Marron didn't want that! She loved Trunks, she was sure of that ... didn't she?
She cursed the days when Trunks and Pan got closer and she always wished Pan death.
But nothing ever happened, only her pain got bigger and bigger. She swallowed everything, couldn't break free, almost choked on her own jealousy and despair, until now ...
>> Flashback End <<
She slowly approached Pan. Pan was lying lightly on her bed. She had a white top with a deep neckline, loose red hot pans that had long slits on the sides. The window was open and the moon shone in. Her blanket was on the floor because she didn't really like it. She kept kicking her blanket on the floor. How often had Marron watched as Trunks lifted the blanket to Pan in bed and fell asleep next to her ?! It hurts. She didn't want to think about it anymore.
She put the knife on Pan's chest. "You should die!" she whispered softly. Marron looked down at Pan. > She looks cute ... but ... why ... can feelings change so suddenly? Or ... or did I love Pan all the time ... and not Trunks?No, I don't want that to be true! I definitely don't love Pan ... I definitely love Trunks ... am I really sure?!? <
At that moment she realized that she wasn't jealous of Pan the whole time, but of Trunks. He took the pretty girl away from her.
Sad and lonely crystal clear tears ran down Marron's cheek.
"If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should have you!" she said bitterly and with these words she stabbed Pan with the knife in the chest ...
...
Hach ... what a sad end ... well ... * scratch your head * ^^ whatever. Well Pan died pretty early ...
As I said, this story haunted my head the whole time and I've finally written it down ^ - ^
It is not particularly good but I hope you enjoyed it!
I look forward to comments and criticism!
Up soon
Your Faithi
Hi guys ^ - ^
I was just feeling like writing another story, I know I still have to work on the other story, but I couldn't get this story out of my head, so I just had to write it down quickly!
It's a Yuri story (jaaa I like Yuri better than Yaoi!)
Hm ... oh yes to the age of the people, I think I changed it a lot, but only so that it all fits together nicely ^^; So I ask for your mercy if you don't like it. So now have fun with the story and please tell me what you liked and what not, I would appreciate a little criticism, I want to improve after all ... but don't say anything against the couple ^^ ;;
Ps: before I forget, it's more about Marron, and the 2 other characters don't really appear, rather they are in the background! Well you will see ^^
Marron (8/18), Trunks (12/22), Pan (7/17) (you can see it has been changed quite a bit ^^ '')
If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should get you!
A cold shiver ran through her neck. It was cold and unbearably quiet. Armed with a knife, hugging her, she crept down the hall. She held the knife so tightly as if it were the most important thing in the world.
Her blonde hair was blowing in the light wind that spread across the hallway. Thoughts revolved around a person, a girl she hated. Your hatred grew and grew. She couldn't bear that the man she loves loved this girl. She cursed the girl bitterly, wishing her death. But nothing helped, so her hatred of the girl grew even more. She kept thinking about how her lover kissed this girl she hated so much.
Slowly she stepped closer and closer to her enemy's room.
Her hand clutched the door handle tightly while she let the other rest on the knife. Slowly she opened the door, she squeaked softly. She hoped that the girl wouldn't wake up now, otherwise everything would be over and she would have been exposed. She didn't want that. She tried to close the door as quietly as possible. Again she squealed, but the girl didn't wake up. Relieved, she leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and remembered the old days of her childhood.
>> Flashback <<
"Let's play something!" said a little girl with blond hair with a very cheerful expression. "Hm ... and what?" asked a boy with purple hair and blue eyes. "How about father, mother, child ?!" the little Marron beamed. "Again? Didn't we play that yesterday?" complained a boy with black hair.
"Oh Goten, come on don't be a spoilsport, it's sure to be fun!" said a girl with black hair.She looked at him lovingly and literally beamed at him. "Well ... but only because it's you, my little niece!" said Goten, taking his niece in his arms and tickling her a little. "Hee stop ... aaah ... no that tickles !!" the little girl tried to fight back but was much weaker than her uncle.
"And who is distributing the roles now?" Trunks asked a little annoyed and looked at Marron. "So I am the mother!" said the addressed proudly "and you Trunks are my husband!" at the same time she blushed slightly. > Oh no ... no husband please! <"Can't I rather be a fiancé?" he asked "because if you are engaged it doesn’t mean that you will marry someone!". Marron was gracious "Well ... then you're my fiancé!" she said proudly, but she was happy too soon. This time around, Trunks just didn't want to play Marron's husband. He downright refused her. "Not again ... can't even Goten be your husband or your fiancé ??" then he caught an evil look from his sister, who was clinging tightly to Goten, who also seemed to like it.Marron looked injured at Trunks, why didn't he want to play her husband? He turned and saw Pan's face. She lay on the grass and stared at the flowers in front of her nose. Trunks walked up to her slowly and smiled. He took Pan's face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. Pan blushed, she liked trunks, but she wouldn't have thought of that. She didn't know this yet, she blushed and stared into the eyes of the boy who stole her first kiss. He turned his head to Marron, "I would much rather be your fiancé!"
These words hit Marron very hard. She was only 8 years old, but she knew what love was. And Trunks also knew love, love, affection for the opposite sex. He knew her well when he was 12 years old. "I would much rather be her fiancé!" the words echoed in Marron's head. She didn't want it to be true.
...
The years passed and she noticed how the love between Pan and Trunks grew.She didn't like it and got sick with jealousy! She didn't want Trunks to get together with Pan, she tried everything to prevent it! Again and again she pushed herself in between when the two got closer. Over and over again Marron felt a big stab in her heart when she saw Trunks approach Pan, over and over again her hatred rose and the wish Pan would die.
Marron thought how beautiful Pan was ... but she immediately dismissed the thought. She often thought of Pan. It always revolved around Pan, every time ... when you talked to her, the blushes on Marron's face ... it was surely just imagination that she blushed ... or it was just embarrassing to stand next to her and talk to her ... or ... it was love. But Marron didn't want that! She loved Trunks, she was sure of that ... didn't she?
She cursed the days when Trunks and Pan got closer and she always wished Pan death.
But nothing ever happened, only her pain got bigger and bigger. She swallowed everything, couldn't break free, almost choked on her own jealousy and despair, until now ...
>> Flashback End <<
She slowly approached Pan. Pan was lying lightly on her bed. She had a white top with a deep neckline, loose red hot pans that had long slits on the sides. The window was open and the moon shone in. Her blanket was on the floor because she didn't really like it. She kept kicking her blanket on the floor. How often had Marron watched as Trunks lifted the blanket to Pan in bed and fell asleep next to her ?! It hurts. She didn't want to think about it anymore.
She put the knife on Pan's chest. "You should die!" she whispered softly. Marron looked down at Pan. > She looks cute ... but ... why ... can feelings change so suddenly? Or ... or did I love Pan all the time ... and not Trunks?No, I don't want that to be true! I definitely don't love Pan ... I definitely love Trunks ... am I really sure?!? <
At that moment she realized that she wasn't jealous of Pan the whole time, but of Trunks. He took the pretty girl away from her.
Sad and lonely crystal clear tears ran down Marron's cheek.
"If I'm not allowed to have you, nobody should have you!" she said bitterly and with these words she stabbed Pan with the knife in the chest ...
...
Hach ... what a sad end ... well ... * scratch your head * ^^ whatever. Well Pan died pretty early ...
As I said, this story haunted my head the whole time and I've finally written it down ^ - ^
It is not particularly good but I hope you enjoyed it!
I look forward to comments and criticism!
Up soon
Your Faithi