So This is Forever
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Dragon Ball Z › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,488
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own DragonballZ, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
So This is Forever
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
They’ll blame me in the end for it all, but this is not what I wanted. What I wanted was to save the world. And I did but I made a sacrifice in order to do it. We both did. And it was a sacrifice that meant nothing in the end. And now the consequences of that sacrifice are knocking on our doors, ready to claim their debt and everyone will blame us as if we had a choice.
As if free will had anything to do with it.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Permanent, Kaoishin had reminded as he handed me the earrings and I had looked into those eyes of his and found the two souls dwelling there as one. It felt like completeness and I agreed. My life had never been my own anyway. And I loved this planet without placing my conditions on it. A sacrifice I had to make. But no one seemed to realize that my whole life had been sacrifices. Enduring.
And when that cold blue light chilled my bones before turning me into a fire, I realized that his life had been the same. And this was forever. But I would never have to be alone.
The decision, for me, had not been hard. But I had been given time to accept. Bejita was not so lucky.
He came back to finish what he started, no matter what it took. And he did. We both fulfilled our promises. And, oh, how they will make us pay for it.
He hated me so much, but he agreed to it anyway and when I told him it would be forever there had not been a hesitation. He cursed me as a fool for telling him the last minute but his fingers never fumbled around the clasp. This was what we lived for. Others. Even if we didn’t know it.
It will destroy us. This need to be one again, to feel that wholeness that left us aching and alone in it’s absence. Gods, how the longing of that lost part of me consumes! Those memories of cold space and cold rage and cunning with no need for anyone. At night I’ll kiss him like I can taste it on his lips and find disappointment when I cannot find it no matter how deeply I embed myself within him. It’s there, yes, made whole in the body of him but it can only be separate from me and the thought drives me mad. And so his presence and his touch and his body provides a small comfort in this longing but can never sate my need to possess it.
Bejita will lick the sweat from my skin and smell the earth in my hair and beg me to give him that mindless happiness that I had unwittingly ripped away. We didn’t know that it would be like this. And it’s too late to turn. The monsters already sinking it’s teeth in our throats. It’s only a matter of time before it consumes us or leaves us to bleed to death.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
They’ll blame me in the end for it all, but this is not what I wanted. What I wanted was to save the world. And I did but I made a sacrifice in order to do it. We both did. And it was a sacrifice that meant nothing in the end. And now the consequences of that sacrifice are knocking on our doors, ready to claim their debt and everyone will blame us as if we had a choice.
As if free will had anything to do with it.
This wasn’t supposed to happen.
Permanent, Kaoishin had reminded as he handed me the earrings and I had looked into those eyes of his and found the two souls dwelling there as one. It felt like completeness and I agreed. My life had never been my own anyway. And I loved this planet without placing my conditions on it. A sacrifice I had to make. But no one seemed to realize that my whole life had been sacrifices. Enduring.
And when that cold blue light chilled my bones before turning me into a fire, I realized that his life had been the same. And this was forever. But I would never have to be alone.
The decision, for me, had not been hard. But I had been given time to accept. Bejita was not so lucky.
He came back to finish what he started, no matter what it took. And he did. We both fulfilled our promises. And, oh, how they will make us pay for it.
He hated me so much, but he agreed to it anyway and when I told him it would be forever there had not been a hesitation. He cursed me as a fool for telling him the last minute but his fingers never fumbled around the clasp. This was what we lived for. Others. Even if we didn’t know it.
It will destroy us. This need to be one again, to feel that wholeness that left us aching and alone in it’s absence. Gods, how the longing of that lost part of me consumes! Those memories of cold space and cold rage and cunning with no need for anyone. At night I’ll kiss him like I can taste it on his lips and find disappointment when I cannot find it no matter how deeply I embed myself within him. It’s there, yes, made whole in the body of him but it can only be separate from me and the thought drives me mad. And so his presence and his touch and his body provides a small comfort in this longing but can never sate my need to possess it.
Bejita will lick the sweat from my skin and smell the earth in my hair and beg me to give him that mindless happiness that I had unwittingly ripped away. We didn’t know that it would be like this. And it’s too late to turn. The monsters already sinking it’s teeth in our throats. It’s only a matter of time before it consumes us or leaves us to bleed to death.
This wasn't supposed to happen.