Amore, Amore (part 3)




But now go on! I hope you are not bored!






Bulma had noticed him too, because she slowly turned around.


"You see!", Vegeta said and flew closer to Bulma, "Forget Yamcha. If you need me most, he'll let you down." He was about to put his arm around Bulma's shoulder when she pushed him away!


"Get out of here! Leave me alone! Go!" She shouted.


Vegeta smiled knowingly. "At some point you will understand ..." he said. Then he flew deeper into the forest and disappeared into the trees.


Son-Goku continued: "It is not easy for her. But despite everything she stays with Yamcha, because she still loves him. However: Vegeta is very annoyed to see Bulma at Yamchu's side. After all, he is blown off, you can feel his anger But he doesn't give up the fight. And Bulma isn't always happy with Yamcha either. But she forgives him everything when he picks her up one morning ... "

"Bulma! Bulma! Look what I have for you!" Yelled Yamcha.


Bulma came out and kissed him on the cheek as a greeting.


"What is it?" She asked curiously.


Trunks and Son-Goten and Trunks watched eagerly as Yamcha pulled a box from behind his back. He had breathing holes ...


He took the lid off and ...


"Meow ....."


"How cute a cat! Oh, is that Yamcha for me?" Asked Bulma enthusiastically.


Yamcha smiled. He had obviously succeeded in the surprise.


"Of course it is. This is an Egyptian black cat. One of the oldest types of cats."


Bulma beamed and asked: "You so cute! How old is she?"


"Oh, she's just out of babyhood, but already house trained."


"Yamcha! You are the best! What should I call her?" Bulma was beside herself with joy.


"Don't worry about that. My mother has already baptized her. Her name is Yoshara."

Bulma's mood sank considerably again. Trunks and Goths knew why. Once again, Yamcha’s mother patronized her.


"From ... your mother's name, of all things?" She asked disappointed.


But Yamcha was completely absorbed in the sight of the cat.


"What a soft fur she has!" He said without having heard Bulma's question.


Bulma sighed shortly before answering: "Yes, Yamcha, really very soft!"


Son-Goku continued: "She was really happy about Yamcha’s gift and I think the two would have stayed a couple longer if Countess Bulma hadn't made life difficult. The next time they meet there will be a difference of opinion between the two of them Quarrel! Up to now, Bulma had put up with herself when Yamcha’s mother decided something, because she didn’t want to cause trouble for her beloved Yamcha. But then there was the thing with the cat ... "


Another room in the C.C ...

"Yamcha, it can't go on like this!"


"But Bulma, you ..."


"No!", Bulma interrupted him, "Now listen to me! She always tells me what I have to do and what not to do, she never lets me do what I want. And now she has taken my cat from me, speak a clear one." Word!"


"Just calm down Bulma, mother knows what she's doing. She has a lot of experience with children and she means well."


"I understand, you pretend ..."


"I don't want a fight!"


"...against me!"


"Understand me. I can't help it."


"My cat! I want my cat!"


Without another word, Bulma leaves the C.C .. Yamcha goes too.


Son-Goku continues with his description: "Yamcha is sorry for the matter later. Bulma too and they make up again. A few days go by. The situation relaxes a bit. Bulma now always keeps her cat with her and thus mostly withdraws it The Countess's sphere of influence. But hardly has this problem been at least partially resolved, there is another new one.Now Bulma and Yamcha are in the garden. A doctor has been with the cat forever and monitors its health. There are still 3 employees of the C.C., but now take a look for yourself! "


These three employees are talking.


"The boss's daughter is beautiful!"


"How does she find modern science?"


"She loves everything the countess hates!"


"Then I like her!"


"She looks sad!"


"Your cat is sick. The little one is said to have a high fever."


"The worry makes you even more beautiful!"


Suddenly, Son-Gotens and Trunks' attention is drawn to the doctor.


He approaches Bulma and Yamcha.


He only says 4 words, but Bulma almost breaks on them: "I'm sorry!"


Trunks and Goten only see how every glare disappears from their eyes and instead a cold emptiness slipped into their eyes. Time almost seemed to stand still. Then you only hear a bloodcurdling: "NEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Yamcha was also visibly shocked and he put his hands over his face. He runs into the house in a hurry and full of sadness. The employees also follow the doctor into the house and Bulma is left alone.


Overcome with grief, she collapses. The sky also seems to feel the sadness and sends a black wall of clouds that darkens the sky.


The boys saw him first, and Bulma didn't notice him until she heard the sound of certain footsteps.


Vegeta!


Bulma looked at him through her teary eyes. Unable to utter a word from her tearful lips.


But Vegeta didn't expect her to say hello.


His face was petrified, it did not express any emotion. In a comforting, but also slightly reproachful and somehow compelling tone, he said to her: Do you remember how I told you that he is not good enough for you. How often does he let you down. Before his mother and now!Where you need somebody But I'm there and you need me Yeah you need me Admit that you love me more than Yamcha by your side. Even if you seem to give him more. He's nothing!


Do you know Grensonko? Well, is a Saiyan. He once wrote a poem. I know it because my dad quoted it many times:


"The shadows are getting longer, it will be evening before your day began,


The shadows grow longer, the world dies with you, don't hold on to it! "


Is it your location, right?


But apparently you are not ready yet, but- you too will understand! "


As fast as the wind, Vegeta flew away without saying a word of farewell. What was left was a rain of white rose petals that poured over the part of the garden where Bulma stood.


A few rose petals got stuck in Bulma's hair, and some lay carefully over the cat's lifeless body and covered it like a shroud.A life was gone. The life of a cat Bulma had loved, a gift from Yamcha, a bond that was now broken. With the cat's life all the joys of Bulma had gone, which she had felt so clearly until recently, but which now seemed unreachable to her.


Silence.


Son-Goten and Trunks were shocked. You could roughly imagine what Bulma must have felt. Trunks was confused too. He couldn't identify this lonely, sad woman with his mother. She was mostly happy and content with herself and the world. Good, except when she was mad at Vegeta or at him, but she was only very, very rarely sad. What happened to her that made her so happy? He just had to know exactly. Goku began to talk again. Both boys listened intently, because he was telling a story that fascinated them, but the end of which they already knew.


But Yamcha wouldn't be Yamcha if he didn't try to comfort Bulma.He gave her a new cat, but Bulma couldn't take her to the heart of her like her old cat. But also with her new cat, Yamcha’s mother decided again and Yamcha let her go without hesitation. That hit Bulma hard. Not necessarily because of the cat. No, she was sad now because Yamcha always supported his mother. Then one evening Bulma wrote a letter. Before that, Yamcha’s mother had once again stolen the cat from her. Yamcha had actually planned that day in the C.C. to stay overnight, but ... "


The boys saw Bulma's room now. She sat alone on her bed. The letter was half under her pillow. Yamcha stood in front of the door and tried in vain to open it. Bulma had locked.


Yamcha leaned against the door frame. There was an expression of despair on his face.


"Bulma! Open up, my darling. I, your friend, long for you, let me be with you. A difficult day in government lies behind me. Help me fall asleep guarded by your tenderness and without a wish for one night."Now open to me. Do not let me wait! Be the woman who understands me! Bulma! "


Bulma unlocked the door and Yamcha stared confused at her angry face.


Bulma asked: "Why don't you go to your mother? She was always dearer!"


Yamcha tried to calm her down: "Darling ..."


But she interrupted him: "Spare me!"


"What did I do?" He asked, completely confused.


"You let your mother take the cat away from me."


He asked astonished: "Is that that bad?"


Bulma interrupted angrily: "You have no idea. Why do you never do anything?"


Yamcha understood Bulma less and less. "She wants to raise her. Now don't get upset."


Bulma got up. She said resolutely and angrily: "I don't want to listen to this any longer. Either YOU or ME!"


Yamcha stood there petrified.


"I've set up a formal ultimatum. If you don't want to lose me - do it! I want to take control of my cat's upbringing myself."And from now on I want to decide what to do and what not to do. "


Bulma pulled the letter from under her pillow and handed it to Yamcha.


"Read my letter and make up your mind. For your mother or for me! And now: leave me alone!"


Yamcha left the room without another word.


Bulma sat on her bed. The boys realized how difficult it must have been for her to take this step, but their attention was again diverted. Outside a thunderstorm was