Not so pessimistic? Damn it, the man I love more than anything forgot me. And I can't do anything about it. Do you understand? I lost him. He is gone. But God can't help that. No of course not. When wars are ended and miracles happen, it is always said that God did this, God did that, but the bad things are always someone else's fault.Well, God is not infallible either. Not infallible? God is just unfair. Am I so unimportant that he can't do me this one favor? Well I don't know.


Oh, just leave me alone, I want to be alone.


She turned and pulled the covers over her head. When she started to cry, the corner of Son-Goku's mouth twitched briefly and an almost non-existent sound came from his lips: Bulma ........






Bulma felt immediately after opening her eyes that he was lying next to her. His steely body was pressed close to hers and she felt every breath as clearly as if it came from her own lungs. He was only wearing his boxer shorts and his soft and almost boiling hot skin nestled against hers. She grinned and raised her head. He was still sleeping. She made up her mind. She would just kiss him now and bring him back to memory. Slowly she leaned over him and gently brushed his shoulders.It was just in front of his mouth when he opened his eyes and screamed out loud. Bulma flinched back. Who are you? What do you want from me? Get lost! I do not know you! It just didn't stop. Get lost! I do not want anything from you!


She reared up and awoke bathed in sweat and with a heart racing like crazy.


Her breath came in gusts and her nightgown stuck to her body like a second skin. She touched her face and combed her hair.


Yes, she was awake. It was all just a dream.


But then her gaze fell on the large hill that rose up next to her in the bed. Son Goku was still asleep, which you could tell from his typical snoring noise.


Should she dare and really kiss him? ............... No, the fact that he had already talked her so dismissively in the dream afterwards was bad enough. She didn't want to risk chasing him away completely now. After all, she was a stranger to him now, as much as that hurt.

Still, she leaned over him and looked into his face. He smiled in his sleep and just looked cute.


Bulma exhaled sadly and then started to get up. She shuffled into the kitchen, where her parents, Nazumi and Aunt Sezuna were already sitting.


"Aunt Sezua, what are you doing here?", She asked surprised and sat down next to her parents.


"Oh, Bulma, honey, I just heard what happened to you and your sweetheart. Oh, that must be terrible. You have my condolences. If there is anything I can do for you, tell me."


The older woman with the long green-black hair put on a friendly face and you could really see that she was serious about what she said.


“It's okay, it'll be fine.” Bulma laid out a piece of bread and smeared it with butter.


"Don't be so sure about that. You know what Dr.Toföö said. The Pars amnesia is incurable so far.", Nazumi replied coolly and took a hearty bite of her bun.

"How do you know about this disease so well?" Asked Mr. Briefs, petting his little black cat.


"Oh, she must have picked up on that from her new martial arts teacher. Head injuries like this are part of the daily routine."


"You do martial arts, Nazumi?" Asked Bulma incredulously.


"Yes, it's been a while. I go to the Kuno martial arts school for all kinds of fights."


Then Son-Goku came into the kitchen with a sleepy expression and sat down next to Bulma and Sezuna.


"So how are you?" Asked Bulma with a concerned look. The Saiyan was strangely flattered. This woman, whom he did not know, made her very worried about him.


"Well, it could be better," he yawned and grabbed the jam.


"Well, nothing has happened to you yet.", Bulma narrowed and searched the table desperately.


"Here, before you complain again that we never have your favorite food in the house.", Goku said, as if he had said it before, and handed Bulma the sugar syrup.


"Thanks."


But, then ..... wait a minute .........


He knew that sugar syrup was her favorite food and also that she spread it on her bread every morning?


Except for Bulma, nobody seemed to have noticed. At least at first glance. Nazumi bit her lower lip, as involuntarily as usual, although she looked a little pissed off at the moment.




Towards evening Bulma stood in front of the window that let one look into the gravitational room and watched the two fighters with a jealous look. Nazumi, that old venomous snake, had actually managed to get Goku to train with her. Of course only with simple gravity, but still.


The two kicked and hit each other, the Saiyan of course only fighting with a fraction of his energy, although Bulma would have been amused if he had thundered her against the wall with full force.

Man, I could strangle her! Hey, relax, they're just fighting. Yes, of course, first they fight and then we go into the shower together! Man, are you irritable. Me and irritated. My dear, I am seething with anger. This insidious goat just throws itself at my Goku. Why do you think he should jump on it? Well, because he's a man, that's why. Aha, and you don't think his love for you is stronger. How come? He simply forgot about her! You really are a hopeless case!


Yes, yes, you can talk well. You are also just an inner voice. What does that mean. It's not that easy to haunt your messy head at all. I'm lucky if I ever find the right nerve pathway. Are you here now to insult me ​​or to help me? The latter, of course.


All right then, help me! Trust in yourself and in him and everything will work out by itself.WOW, so that's the big tip of my inner voice. God, you sound just like one of those pop stars.


Well, yes, but that's not how Madonna started too. What is that supposed to mean now? Hello? Are you there? Great, now I'm abandoning myself.


At that very moment it happened. Goku had spotted Bulma through the window and actually smiled at her. Bulma waved back happily, but then it happened. Like a python, Nazumi wrapped her arms around him from behind and kissed him. Bulma hit it like a stroke.


No no no!!!!!!!!


She screamed inwardly, but outwardly she could only cry and flee. She ran into her room and threw herself on the bed. It had happened, it had come back. Again Nazumi Saotome had unhooked her boyfriend. She jumped up from the bed again and hurried into the guest room. It was still there. Ready to deliver more bad news.The black phone. She charged for it and slammed it on the floor. She yanked out the phone and trampled on it. When she ran back to her room, she saw Goku and Nazumi coming from the GR. Her stepcousin winked at her and sneered at her.


Goku wanted to say something else, but Bulma had already disappeared. She lay on her bed and howled.


God hated her. It couldn't be otherwise. God had to hate her, why else would he do this to her?


But why? Why did he hate her? What did she do? She didn't know and didn't want to think about it either, so she fell asleep and cursed everything and everyone.


It was just like that. Goku was gone and he would never come back! ..............


Sequel follows!