Dragon Ball: Next Generation

Wildflower

Harmony was crying into me, she held on to me so much. I still felt pain from when she crushed me. I winced in pain and she then realized and ran away.

I was about to yell but Vegeta stopped me. He then held my hand for a few moments and ran away too...

"Thank goodness the Lookout still has Mr. Popo and he gave me those sinzu beans." Pan said and she fed me the bean.

After I swallowed the bean, I felt so much better. Who should I go after? Harmony or Vegeta... well... Vegeta will be back in a little while... knowing him... but I need to see Harmony...

I got up and everyone smiled, they were so glad I was better. I then walked to the door, waved and went out the door and flew.

I took my guardian pin out of my hair and released all my guardian powers. I needed to sense where Harmony was... where was she?

I could feel Vegeta's energy, but not my little girl's...

I then realized a place she would definitely go... she was my daughter after all.

I flew to the forest, a place I was known to go to... a place I felt like was the best place to go when feeling lost.

My life has had many turns and corners, and Harmony was the best thing that had happened to me in many years. Other than marrying Vegeta.

I went into the forest, I heard a voice, pure and beautiful.

I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
Or write you a song just to use them
Someday you may wanna know who I am, 
Beyond this facade no guitar in my hand
No I am not a writer

These eyes hold no secrets I hide no truths
I am all I am, all I was to you
The lie and the promise, the great escape artist,
The weed in your garden in that place you’re still guarding
Where I am not a liar

I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am the fighter, few will remember my name

These are hands that can offer protection
But hid me from my own reflection
I’m that book that ain’t finished, a sink full of dishes, 
The horse that ain’t winning, the priest that’s still sinning
The spark that starts the fire

I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am the fighter, few will remember my name

With loneliness next to me, feels its misery, nursing another black eye
On the New Jersey turnpike, counting the headlights
Those cars just like days pass me by

I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am the fighter, few will remember my name
I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
I am the fighter, a fighter’s born but not made

I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
Or write you a song just to use them.

She finished and I emerged... she hid herself.

"Harmony... come out..."

No sound.
I threw a capstule and got a guitar, my beautiful acoustic.

Maybe we're different, but we're still the same
We all got the blood of Eden, running through our veins
I know sometimes it's hard for you to see
You come between just who you are and who you wanna be

If you feel alone, and lost and need a friend
Remember every new beginning, is some beginning's end

[Chorus]
Welcome to wherever you are
This is your life, you made it this far
Welcome, you gotta believe
That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be
Welcome, to wherever you are

When everybody's in, and you're left out
And you feel your drowning, in a shadow of a doubt
Everyones a miracle in their own way
Just listen to yourself, not what other people say

When it seems you're lost, alone and feeling down
Remember everybody's different
Just take a look around

[Chorus]

Be who you want to, be who you are
Everyones a hero, everyones a star

When you wanna give up, and your hearts about to break
Remember that you're perfect, God makes no mistakes

[Chorus]

She then came down, still not showing her face.

"Harmony... please talk to me... the only way I will know what is wrong is if you say something." I said and I still got no answer.

I then started playing my guitar.

La la la...

Oh oh oh...

I didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh oh.

I leaned back on my radio oh oh oh... some cat was laying down some rock and roll , lotta soul he said.

Then the loud sound did seem to fade a  a ade. Came back like a slow voice on the wave of pha a ase. That was no DJ, that was hazy cosmic jive.

There's a starman, waiting in the sky, he like to meet us. But he thinks he would blow out minds. There's a starman, waiting in the sky. He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie...

Then Harmony started singing the next verse.

I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that's far out so you heard him too!
Switch on the TV 
we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light

If we can sparkle he may land tonight
Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright

Then we both started singing...

There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie

La la la la la la la!

I concluded and she smiled. "You knew Starman?"

I chuckled and smiled, my little Harmony.

"Of course I have. Where do you think your father learned Rebel Rebel from?" And she smiled and laughed with me.

She then gave me a hug, which I didn't feel pain. She then realized I was all better and smiled. "Your not hurt anymore momma?"

"Yes, I am better now. No need to cry over me any longer. I will always be there, no matter what and I will never stop loving you." And she had tears in her eyes, she gave me a hug.

"Momma, I will love you to the moon and back."