My Heart That Aches
~Narrator - Vegeta~
Kicking the air,
my sweat flinging through the air in beads.
Everytime I try to imagine myself defeating Kakarotto,
I see her.
In my head as always,
beckoning me with those eyes.
Telling me that she was my destiny,
I stop kicking the air,
hovering there with my lips drawn into a frown.
How could she do this to me?
That body,
Those eyes..
The unmistakable urge to take her to my bed and claim her.
I growl with frustration and resume my furious exersize.
Super Saiyan seems so far away when I can't even focus anymore.
Why? Why has she done this?
Does she find pleasure in torchuring me?
Again, I find myself frozen, unable to continue my training.
The pangs of hunger rumble from within my blackhole of a stomach.
*Sigh*
Again, I must return to the pantry and nourish my endless saiya-jin appetite...
I'll find her sitting there, her face buried in a book with a coffee cup nearby.
Her lips that would touch the edge of that cup,
so rosy and inviting.
My heart that aches for her...
I find myself jogging ...no, running up the walkway to Capsule Corp!
The childish hope within me,
hoping that I'd find her there as usual.
My eyes that were not worthy to stare upon such a beautiful creature.
I find her there, eating breakfast.
She certainly knew how to dress,
that black skirt that barely went past mid-thigh.
I gaze upon her breathtaking beauty,
my hormones on overdrive.
I tell my self..
LOOK AWAY!
I do not listen but instead I approach her,
My heart that aches.
The pounding of my heart beating into my eardrums,
I remove my gloves from my hands and I touch her bare shoulder.
She whirls around, her eyes wide and sparkling.
the corner of my mouth twitches slightly,
I try to find the words to tell her what I feel but those eyes...
oh those eyes and...
My heart aches!
GOD DAMNIT! I HATE THIS!!
I lean down and I kiss her full on the lips.
But instead of expecting a slap on the face,
She returns the passion and my heart soars.
The childish joy returning and enveloping my very exterior!
I bring my arms around her and pic her up with such ease.
She stares at me wide eyes and I simply state,
With every emotion bursting from my heart.
"I Love you and I want you more than you can imagine!"
She laughs lightly and wraps her arms around my neck,
one of the straps of her tank top sliding down her shoulder,
Grrrr...My heart that aches!
I practically run to my bedroom with her in my arms!
I would claim her as my mate,
My queen...
Later..
Here, I lay in bed,
She is at my side...naked and sleeping peacefully.
*sigh*
Oi, how my heart that aches.
At last...she is mine.
By: Vege_Chan
5/21/00