Welcome to DBZ Love Garden

Saying I love you
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It’s not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
'Cause I’d already know

Flashback

We fell asleep under the stars. I blink my eyes open and stare up at the sky for a few moments. The ground is so soft, so warm. My eyes start to close again before I realize that I’m not lying on the ground. I’m lying on -him-. I suck in my breath sharply and tilt my head up so I can see his face or at least the bottom of his chin. He’s sleeping. He has one arm wrapped around my waist and my head is lying on his chest by his stomach my hand is lying, and his hand… his free hand is right over it.

I can’t remember ever being held like this before. It feels so nice. So …. “Hm… Trunks?” His voice is a soft purr as he shifts and opens his eyes. He presses his cheek against the top of my head. His arm tightens around my waist, pulling me closer as his hand grips my hand tightly.

“We fell asleep.” I whisper, closing my eyes tightly. ‘Please don’t let this be a dream.’ I thought desperately, ‘please, please don’t let this be a dream.’

“Hm..” He rubs his cheek against my hair and sighs contentedly, “I noticed.”

“Gohan?”

“Sshh..” His arm tightens more until his grip is almost painful, “Just… let’s just lay here.”

“Okay.” I don’t mind. So, we lay there.

We don’t speak again, except when it’s time to leave and he whispers ever so softly in my ear three little words that make me ache : “I love you.”

End of flashback

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

Flashback

“You’re… you’re getting married?” The world stops. For one very brief moment I feel as if someone has grabbed my heart and viciously ripped it out of my chest. No, it’s not real. He’s lying.

He looks at me, his eyes hooded. “Yeah.” His lips tilt in something resembling a smile, “Yeah.” He says again.

Married? To Videl. I can’t think. I can’t feel. I’m numb. He’s looking at me oddly and I shake my head quickly. “You… you…” He’s getting married… to the woman he loves.

My stomach twists painfully. Feeling returns in a rush of agony. Suddenly I’m falling.

And there’s no one to catch me… not anymore.

End of flashback

More than words

Flashback

A brief twinge of pain.

Purple bubbles passed my skin into the air, turning bright red.

The ringing in my ears. Always ringing in my ears. Sometimes the ringing is so bad I can’t hear myself think… like now. I find myself slipping to the floor and am surprised at the weakness in my legs. It shouldn't matter. I shouldn't be here watching my life bleed away.

These last few years have been hell. He hasn't spoken to me since the wedding, at least he hasn't spoken to me like he used to. I’m nothing now. Just a… a friend. But I don’t want to be his friend…

I want to be more.

I want to be to him, what he is to me.

Everything.

The ringing… so high.

I want to sleep, forever.

I close my eyes, laying my bleeding arm in my lap. As the world slips out of my grasp I can hear singing… Singing? Angels leading me home? I don’t know. It doesn't matter.

End of flashback

Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don’t ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I’d already know

Flashback

“Trunks….”

His voice is choked. He’s staring at me like he did that day when he found me in my room, my wrists bleeding. ‘Don’t speak.’ I urge him silently, ‘Just don’t speak. You always… you always make things worse when you speak.’

“Why? Why did you … do that?” He asks softly.

“…” How do I tell him? I turn my head and gaze out the window. “Why did you marry Videl?”

He’s silent a moment, then he whispers, “Because… I… it was the right thing…”

“Because you love her?”

“.. y-yeah.”

I don’t believe it, and neither does he. I turn, our eyes meet. “I don’t believe you.”

He sighs deeply, “Trunks… it’s just… a guy can’t.. marry a guy.. not,” He rubs his eyes and shakes his head slowly, “Not..”

I walk up to him. I take his hands in mine and pull them away from his face. His eyes meet mine hesitantly. I can see in his eyes what’s in his heart.

“Betray yourself.” I whisper, leaning close until our noses bump, “Betray me.”

Our lips brush together ever so softly, “And you wonder why?” I add softly before kissing him fiercely.

He returns the kiss with so much fervor he nearly sucks the air right out of my lungs. His actions tell me more clearly than his words ever have, just how he -does- feel. We pull away together. I’m surprised to find his arms wrapped around me. When did he hug me? I don’t remember. “I… I love-” I press a finger against his lips and shake my head.

Slowly I step away from him. “Don’t.. don’t tell me how you feel Gohan. Words … words don’t mean much.”

I turn and walk to the door. “Then.. Trunks?… how?”

“Show me.” I glance back at him. He looks so uncertain, so … afraid? “Don’t tell me anymore Gohan. Show me.”

End of flashback

What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you

Flashback

“Did you hear?” Goten is practically bouncing with his excitement. “Gohan divorced her!”

“What?” I turn slowly, my heart beating so fast it almost hurts. “What? What did you say?!”

Goten’s eyes widen as my words snap at him. He swallows nervously, “Erm. Gohan divorced Videl.”

I can’t breathe. Oh my god… I can’t breathe… “He… he divorced her?” I manage to gasp as I sink to my knees.

Goten falls to his knees beside me, “Hey! You all right?!”

“Just..”

He’s … he really does… Oh, Gohan. Gohan. I have to be with him. I have to…

End of flashback

More than words

His breathe tickles my scalp. I sigh and press my lips to his neck. “Trunks? You’re daydreaming again?” He asks softly, his voice twinged with amusement.

“Just thinking… about…” I sigh again and shake my head slowly, “About how long it took us to realize just how much we needed each other.”

“Hm. I was an idiot.” He murmurs, running a hand through my hair and tugging playfully.

“You still are.” I respond with a little smile.

He laughs and pinches my arm gently. “Hey! Watch it!”

“But you’re my idiot, so it doesn't matter.” I tilt my head up and he tilts his down.

Our lips meet.

So soft. So sweet. I love him. But love isn't enough to describe how I feel about him. The way I feel about him is… “More than words.” He whispers against my lips as he breaks the kiss.

“What?” I frown up at him but his hand is there, smoothing the frown away.

“Love is more than words. You taught me that.” He smiles and nips my lower lip teasingly, “Love is… this,” His hand trails softly down my back, “and this,” his fingers caress my scalp ever so gently, “and this.” His lips press against mine.

I smile against his lips, “You’re starting to understand.” I murmur against his lips.

He chuckles and rolls so that he’s laying on top of me. “Hm. I still have a lot to learn. I just hope you’ll last long enough to teach me.” He kisses my cheek, then licks my nose.

I curl up my nose and move my head away from his teasing tongue, “I’m the younger one, remember? My stamina is-”

He’s kissing me so fiercely that I can’t breathe for a moment.

My stamina is quickly fading.

And it doesn't matter. I’d happily die now. Here. In his arms. Cradled against him so lovingly.

We don’t speak again until it’s time to get up and he whispers three little words in my ear that make my heart ache; “I love you.”