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Fanfic: You`ve never loved me!!! 2
Chapter: You`ve never loved me !!! 2
Hey Thanks everyone for the comments! I'm so happy to have someone read my story!
This time I'll spare you my talk, because now it's getting serious again:
Here comes part 2
"This time you really went too far Vegeta! How can you be so cruel? And I always thought that ..." "Shut up, SHUT UP !!! You don't know anything, woman! I always wanted to Have a son who is merciless, who doesn't care about feelings! I wanted to make a first-class, heartless warrior out of Trunks, but YOU! Just because of you he's nothing more than a wretched crybaby !!! That disgusts me! Disgusting! " Bulma was close to tears. She desperately tried to get to Vegeta, but he pushed her away from him indifferently, so roughly that she was swept into a corner. She began to whimper in the pain. Vegeta left that completely cold. "There you can see again from whom he inherited this tearfulness! You Earthlings are nothing more than a big stupid bunch of weak mates!"he yelled furiously as he romped around in the living room. Bulma crouched frightened in her corner. She hadn't seen him this angry in a long time." I'm a Sayajin! Bloody hell! I belong to the elite and I wanted Trunks to be a worthy successor to me! He should be as good and strong as I am! Because of that and ONLY because of that, I spent my time here! But that was probably in vain! Trunks is just like Songoten, nothing more than a miserable freak! He doesn't even get it to the second tier! A shame for all sayajins! "The furniture flies across the whole room and smashes against the walls. Bulma says quietly:" But ... there are no more Sayajins except ... "Vegeta screamed so loudly that the walls were closed began to vibrate. "I don't give a damn !! You all don't give a shit! A real sayajin is a loner! I am not a traitor like Kakarott! I don't need friends, family, and certainly not any failed sons!Is that clear??? "Now Bulma broke out into a loud sob. She couldn't believe what Vegeta had just thrown loudly at her head. He had actually only used it with the intention of finding what he calls a worthy successor? How Vegeta couldn't take it anymore. All these crybugs got on his nerves so much! He felt totally out of place and decided to disappear, the devil knows where, just get away from these caustic creatures. His anger had grown so big that he easily transformed into a twofold supersayjin and without even looking at Bulma, lifted it off the floor, simply broke through the ceiling of the living room and disappeared into the vastness of the sky. The plaster crumbled from the walls and Bulma finally dared to get up again. The shock was still deep in her bones and so she had to hold on to the wall in order not to fall again ie up to the big hole in the ceiling."What was I doing wrong? Is it really too much to ask for a little bit of love from a Sayajin ???" Completely dismayed, she finally dragged herself up the stairs that led to the bedroom. She slowly opened the door and entered the diffusely lit room in which she would be guaranteed to spend the night alone today. All alone. Weeping, she slipped into the carefully made bed and fell asleep in loneliness after long, painful minutes.
Trunks writhed to and fro, in his sleep he thrashed and swept away individual parts of the bench without noticing it. His teeth gritted. "Come on, you weakling! It can't be so damned hard!" "Please, father! I'm doing my best!" Trunks shouted loudly into the night. He was only dreaming, but he could feel Vegeta's beating up close, as if it were pure reality. "I'll beat you until you get it!You have to get mad, damn it, get mad at last !!! " "Let me! I don't want to! " "Quiet! What is a sayajin if he can't even reach the second supersayajin level? A nothing! A weakling! "" Aaaah! Stop it you're breaking all my bones !!! "" Defend yourself! Finally transform! Such a freak would have been eliminated on Vegeta long ago! "" Aauaaaaaaaa! "Trunks was now lying on his back on the hard asphalt and breathing heavily and irregularly. Cold droplets of sweat moistened his forehead and stuck together with the long fringe. He wanted to wake up, put an end to this nightmare, but he just couldn't. He stayed trapped his subconscious. Then, one last blow. Trunks could see himself being smashed against the wall of the gravitational space and then passing out. It went black around him. His breathing became more regular and he calmed down. Finally The suffering came to an end, but for how long ???
Bulma startled. She threw away the blanket and quickly glanced at the glowing green digital clock on the wall: 06:00! Then she let herself fall back into bed tired. She too had a troubled dream and was glad to have awakened from it. "I blame myself like that! Poor Trunks! Vegeta puts him under full pressure and I can't do anything!" She began to cry softly again. She picked up another pack of tissues. She must have never shed so many tears as she did that night. "And I never stood by him because I thought Trunks could handle it all by himself. He's probably not as strong a personality as I always believed. Why! Why did I notice that so late? How stupid can a mother actually be? ”With these thoughts she got up and got out of bed. With an effort, she made her way through the many twisted speed handkerchiefs and headed for the kitchen.When she got there, she immediately made herself a coffee. She just had to do something, because it was impossible for her to sleep any longer. Too many thoughts were buzzing through her head for her to find any rest. Feelings of guilt, worries, what ifs, and so on. While the water was simmering, she grabbed a phone book and picked out a roofer's number. As soon as the sun came up she would call there. The hole definitely needs to be repaired. Then she heard a bubbling. The water was boiling. She quickly scribbled the last digits on the piece of paper and then set it aside. She controlled the stove and took the pan off the stove. Hot steam rose in her face. As she poured herself a cup, she had only one thought: "Why?"
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That's it again for today.
Oh yes, I have one more note:
Shonen Ai is not the same as Yaoi. And if you are wondering what this story has to do with Shonen AI, I can only say: just be patient, it will come soon! See you then.
This time I'll spare you my talk, because now it's getting serious again:
Here comes part 2
"This time you really went too far Vegeta! How can you be so cruel? And I always thought that ..." "Shut up, SHUT UP !!! You don't know anything, woman! I always wanted to Have a son who is merciless, who doesn't care about feelings! I wanted to make a first-class, heartless warrior out of Trunks, but YOU! Just because of you he's nothing more than a wretched crybaby !!! That disgusts me! Disgusting! " Bulma was close to tears. She desperately tried to get to Vegeta, but he pushed her away from him indifferently, so roughly that she was swept into a corner. She began to whimper in the pain. Vegeta left that completely cold. "There you can see again from whom he inherited this tearfulness! You Earthlings are nothing more than a big stupid bunch of weak mates!"he yelled furiously as he romped around in the living room. Bulma crouched frightened in her corner. She hadn't seen him this angry in a long time." I'm a Sayajin! Bloody hell! I belong to the elite and I wanted Trunks to be a worthy successor to me! He should be as good and strong as I am! Because of that and ONLY because of that, I spent my time here! But that was probably in vain! Trunks is just like Songoten, nothing more than a miserable freak! He doesn't even get it to the second tier! A shame for all sayajins! "The furniture flies across the whole room and smashes against the walls. Bulma says quietly:" But ... there are no more Sayajins except ... "Vegeta screamed so loudly that the walls were closed began to vibrate. "I don't give a damn !! You all don't give a shit! A real sayajin is a loner! I am not a traitor like Kakarott! I don't need friends, family, and certainly not any failed sons!Is that clear??? "Now Bulma broke out into a loud sob. She couldn't believe what Vegeta had just thrown loudly at her head. He had actually only used it with the intention of finding what he calls a worthy successor? How Vegeta couldn't take it anymore. All these crybugs got on his nerves so much! He felt totally out of place and decided to disappear, the devil knows where, just get away from these caustic creatures. His anger had grown so big that he easily transformed into a twofold supersayjin and without even looking at Bulma, lifted it off the floor, simply broke through the ceiling of the living room and disappeared into the vastness of the sky. The plaster crumbled from the walls and Bulma finally dared to get up again. The shock was still deep in her bones and so she had to hold on to the wall in order not to fall again ie up to the big hole in the ceiling."What was I doing wrong? Is it really too much to ask for a little bit of love from a Sayajin ???" Completely dismayed, she finally dragged herself up the stairs that led to the bedroom. She slowly opened the door and entered the diffusely lit room in which she would be guaranteed to spend the night alone today. All alone. Weeping, she slipped into the carefully made bed and fell asleep in loneliness after long, painful minutes.
Trunks writhed to and fro, in his sleep he thrashed and swept away individual parts of the bench without noticing it. His teeth gritted. "Come on, you weakling! It can't be so damned hard!" "Please, father! I'm doing my best!" Trunks shouted loudly into the night. He was only dreaming, but he could feel Vegeta's beating up close, as if it were pure reality. "I'll beat you until you get it!You have to get mad, damn it, get mad at last !!! " "Let me! I don't want to! " "Quiet! What is a sayajin if he can't even reach the second supersayajin level? A nothing! A weakling! "" Aaaah! Stop it you're breaking all my bones !!! "" Defend yourself! Finally transform! Such a freak would have been eliminated on Vegeta long ago! "" Aauaaaaaaaa! "Trunks was now lying on his back on the hard asphalt and breathing heavily and irregularly. Cold droplets of sweat moistened his forehead and stuck together with the long fringe. He wanted to wake up, put an end to this nightmare, but he just couldn't. He stayed trapped his subconscious. Then, one last blow. Trunks could see himself being smashed against the wall of the gravitational space and then passing out. It went black around him. His breathing became more regular and he calmed down. Finally The suffering came to an end, but for how long ???
Bulma startled. She threw away the blanket and quickly glanced at the glowing green digital clock on the wall: 06:00! Then she let herself fall back into bed tired. She too had a troubled dream and was glad to have awakened from it. "I blame myself like that! Poor Trunks! Vegeta puts him under full pressure and I can't do anything!" She began to cry softly again. She picked up another pack of tissues. She must have never shed so many tears as she did that night. "And I never stood by him because I thought Trunks could handle it all by himself. He's probably not as strong a personality as I always believed. Why! Why did I notice that so late? How stupid can a mother actually be? ”With these thoughts she got up and got out of bed. With an effort, she made her way through the many twisted speed handkerchiefs and headed for the kitchen.When she got there, she immediately made herself a coffee. She just had to do something, because it was impossible for her to sleep any longer. Too many thoughts were buzzing through her head for her to find any rest. Feelings of guilt, worries, what ifs, and so on. While the water was simmering, she grabbed a phone book and picked out a roofer's number. As soon as the sun came up she would call there. The hole definitely needs to be repaired. Then she heard a bubbling. The water was boiling. She quickly scribbled the last digits on the piece of paper and then set it aside. She controlled the stove and took the pan off the stove. Hot steam rose in her face. As she poured herself a cup, she had only one thought: "Why?"
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That's it again for today.
Oh yes, I have one more note:
Shonen Ai is not the same as Yaoi. And if you are wondering what this story has to do with Shonen AI, I can only say: just be patient, it will come soon! See you then.