Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You Can Not Have Everything You Want ❯ To Trunks Briefs ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Trunks, nor do I own the show on which he appears, called DBZ.

Blah, blah, blah. Anywho, before you read this, I just wish to make one thing clear, I am not going to kill myself. Even though that may be what is hinted at, in the last paragraph. Also, even though this came to me just a few nights ago, I have felt this way about him since he first appeared on American television some odd years ago. I was just never able to put it into words, until now. Anyway, on with the short story! Please review! Please, please, please, please, please!!!

To Trunks Briefs

I will forever remember the day we first met, those few years ago. The day when you first appeared from out of no where, yet it seemed like you came from the heavens. I still remember the way my heart began to race as I saw the wind blow your rich, lavender hair softly, and majestically. The moment I saw that wind blow around you, I knew that I had to learn your name. No, I needed to learn everything about you. Then, all of a sudden, I had the great privilege to hear your voice. The voice that had calmed my pounding heart to a steady beat, the voice that could easily soothe me to a wistful sleep. But as soon as you had finished your first and only sentence, you were taken away from me. For you appearance was only temporary on that day, but I knew you would return tomorrow and hopefully then, I would learn your name.

It is because of you that I do not have a boyfriend in the real world, and you know what? I am not sad at all by this. The reason is because you are my one and only true love. No other can take your place in my heart. Whenever a man asked me out on a date, my heart would swell with pain and quilt for I can see that I will never be able to love him in the same way as I do for you.

When I have told some of my friends about my love for you, they looked upon me like I am stupid or insane. All because I love you, a figment of another's imagination and art. How could I love an artwork, knowing that I can never hold you, touch you, or even feel your soft lips against my own? It pains me to even think that.

One day, I will fall asleep and forever dream of your presence next to me, and this time I will never awaken, never to be pulled from your embrace again. My beloved Trunks Briefs, the son of Prince Vegeta and Bulma. Never again shall you be taken away from me. I patiently wait for that day, the day that you will be able to claim me as your own.

By. Isulki, Pamela