Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Corazonado ❯ Scared of You ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: Dragonball Z is not mine and neither is Nelly Furtado.

A/N: After some threats from Renegade Phoenix, I had to write the other side of the situation (again as a song fic). For some reason she wanted me to write it to "Nookie"…I don't think that fits. So I went through all my cd's and came up with "Scared of You" by Nelly Furtado. Sorry RP, only half the song is in English, the rest is in Portuguese.

Lyrics are in quotes.

"I'm sorry I forsake you

I'm sorry that I left you."

I shouldn't have left. I know that now; I guess I knew it then, too. I just had to leave. I couldn't think with you looking at me like that. Here and now is not much different. I still can't think.

"I'm sorry I did forget you"

I left so I could think. I didn't think of you would feel if I left without saying a word. You're probably really upset now. I can't help it; I tend to forget other's feelings sometimes. Like when I decided not to come back after Cell, I never realized how much I hurt my family.

"I'm sorry that I made myself feel better

By making you feel never good enough"

I don't think of other's feelings hardly at all. All these years I've known you; I've tried to make you better. A better what, I'm not sure; maybe I was trying to make you more like myself. I wanted you to be happy. I hope you didn't feel that I thought of myself as better than you because of that.

"I know you'll shine much brighter than I ever could"

I never thought that at all. You are a Prince in every aspect of the word, in every aspect of your life. You have overcame some much in your life. Things I can't even imagine. To life through the horrors of your early life and still be the great man you are now still amazes me. You always amaze me.

"Maybe that's why I was

Scared of you

(And in everything I do I'm still thinking of you) of you"

And once again you amazed me. I never thought in a million years that what happened would have ever happened. Well, maybe I did. Does that make sense? I'm always confusing myself. I spend years trying to make you better, happier, while the whole time putting you in a category way above myself. Even if you had never called me a third class warrior, deep down I still think I would know that you are a breed above me. I was always just a man of the forest, the little wild boy Bulma found so many years ago. But you, you were a prince. You were the Prince of our people, my prince. I've always been slightly intimidated by that fact. Even though we are the last of our kind and somewhere where the title means nothing, it still means something to me.

"And I know you were scared of me

(But every time I tried to love you I just fell through) too"

You probably didn't know that I thought that way about you. Here, everyone labels you as lesser than me because I they see me as stronger. I know at first that made you furious. You couldn't stand the thought of someone being more powerful than you. It drove you to your limits and then over them, just so you could surpass me. I can't help that I've been blest with this ability; stuff just comes easily to me while you almost killed yourself accomplishing the same. Even though we're now closer to the same level than we have ever been before, I still think you see me as something so much greater than yourself. I wish I could give you my abilities or let you beat me. I tried once to hold back so that you would win but you got angry with me.

"Desculpa-me se eu te ofendi

Desculpa-me se ue te esqueci"

I didn't mean to hurt you then, just as I didn't mean to hurt you now. You just surprised me with your abruptness. I reacted out of shock, out of fear. I didn't know what to do. I could tell by the look on your face that the kiss was sincere. I think that is maybe what scared me, scared me stiff. It was all too dreamlike.

"Desculpa me se eu te deixei

Eu te deixei"

Dreamlike. That is what it was. I never thought that you could ever feel for me. At first I thought it was some cruel joke you were playing on me. Not that I think you are capable of torturing anyone any more, but the thought had crossed my mind. That is why I couldn't look at you at first. I was afraid that you would be laughing at me for not stopping your kiss.

"E desculpa-me por me sentir bem com tua dor

Sabes que eu te adoro"

Then you made me look you in the eyes. It was no trick, I could tell. The emotions screamed at me from those dark depths. You didn't need to say a word for me to know what you felt. Or for me to know why you acted in the way you did, why you kissed me. It scared me that you choose me to share your emotions with, to share your love?

"Mais sei que tua estrela e maior

Do que a minha, do que a minha

E por isso"

You love me, don't you? It was written all over your face. You looked so beautiful at that moment. You were just hanging there waiting for me to…to do something. I could have pushed you away or I could have pulled you in close. It was all so overwhelming. I wanted to pull you in but I didn't know. My heart was ready but for once my mind tried to think. I say try because it wasn't working too well. The memory of your lips on mine only fogged my mind and I thought that I had to think. I don't think I should have done that.

"Eu tenho medo deste amor

(os dias passo pensando em ti) amor"

I want to go back to you but now I'm afraid. You will surely be angry with me. I want to tell you how I feel, that my reaction was only out of shock not distaste. But now, I don't think you will let me. It will be a long time until we can face each other again, if ever. I don't think you will ever let me tell you how much I love you.

"Medo deste amor

(Salva-me porque agora estou caindo) amor"

I hope you forgive me. I am new to this. Funny, right? I've been married but I don't know how to be in love. I know you've heard the story of my wedding; you had laughed at me when hearing it. I want to tell you how I feel and how nervous it makes me to feel this way. But now, things are different. I screwed up my chance. How can you ever love me now for leaving you like I did?

"Scared of you I was…

Scared of you I was"

I'm sorry but I was afraid. Afraid of opening myself up to you like had just opened up with me. Maybe things will be ok if I go back to you. If I explain myself, explain my reaction. I can apologize; I will apologize. You probably won't accept it; you probably hate me now. I should go back to you and straighten this out but I don't think I can. I should go but it's just that I'm…

"Scared of you

Scared of you

Scared of you."