music-in-myHead

Goku glared at Vegeta from the other side of the room. But his gaze changed to that of a heartbroken one when he looked at (Y/N). He looked at both (Y/N) and Vegeta, his arm was around your waist as you both sat together and ate with your friends. You laughed along with the rest on the table and it hurt Goku the most. He didn't know how to feel, he was happy you looked to be enjoying yourself but at the same time he felt pained that it couldn't be him who made you smile. His fists clenched when he saw Vegeta whispering in your ear. His lips were drawn into a smirk and at the same time his hands trailed at your sides. He saw your face blus

A child sits numbly at a table the chairs across from him are empty. Children race about around him and he watches as their attention dashes through him. He wears a heart necklace the red of a summer sunrise and plays with it idly between his fingers. It can be split in two but it stays as one. Someday, I'll find someone to wear this with me He whispers, almost as if to console himself. A teenager sits meekly at a table the chairs across from him are empty. Other teens text and chat with their friends and he watches as one girl smiles at him with honey eyes. He wears a heart necklace the red of his blushing face and he plays with i

ANGLE Chapter Two: Are? "BAKA! YOU'VE GOTTEN BLOOD ALL OVER SHIZUNE-SAN'S BEST KIMONO! IT'S COMPLETELY RUINED!" "Welcome back, how did the mission go?" The second Sai stepped inside the door, Sakura swooped down on him like an avenging angel, unknotting his obi and pulling the entire kimono loose from his shoulders to investigate his chest for a wound. On finding only blood-soaked black material beneath she flung the kimono to the ground and punched the wall beside her, a furious blush rising to her cheeks. "AND IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR BLOOD!" Oblivious to her anger, Sai began to wipe the make-up off, smearing red lipstick and white paste to

Emma “Bulma, why do I have to do this?” I asked, pleading with my eyes to her, only for her to smile sympathetically at me. “Because you have been depressed lately. Goku wouldn’t want you to live like this. He would want you to be happy for Gohan and Goten.” She said, and I sighed, nodding sadly as I thought about my Goku. Sniffling, I looked at my children, before following Bulma to the front of the room. You see, Bulma had suggested we sing karaoke and I didn’t want to, since I was still crushed by Goku’s death, but I guess she had a point that I had to be strong for my kids. I looked at Bulma to