Black Coffee, a DBZ ficlet.
Mama cried. When the sky was dark and the wind blew and it didn't blow 'cause it couldn't blow and Mama cried. And it was night and black and the doors couldn't be seen if there were doors and if there were doors and someone to open them they wouldn't be opened and it was cold and it was warm. And mama cried.
And the wind was there and the wind wasn't. And the day was dark and it wasn't day and it wasn't night and it was cold. And the doors were open and they were closed and mama sat in the kitchen and mama wasn't in the kitchen and mama cried and mama's coffee was black as the night and was cold if it was every warm. And mama watched the door and the window in the kitchen and she couldn't because there was nothing to watch and she could only be watched if there was someone to watch her and there was no one and she was alone.
She was alone in the dark and it wasn't dark and it was day and it was morning and the sun was rising. And the sun did rise and ride high in the sky and was red and brown and orange and green and it wasn't supposed to be green and mama wouldn't cry.
And we would eat if there was food to eat and be eaten and mama would wish us well. And mama would give us prayers and if there was nothing else to be said mama wouldn't speak. And Gohan wasn't there and Papa was and Goku had never been and Mama wouldn't. And Goku was a fairy tale and a dream and a lie and was real and wrong and true and not. And Gohan was gone and Papa wasn't and Papa was there and I was there and Mama was and Mama wasn't and Mama left and Mama wouldn't leave and Papa left and I left.
And we went to places were we weren't and were we couldn't if we could and we did. And it was warm and sunny and the sun was bright and cool and the shade was soft and we didn't need the shade and we left and didn't go and it was many things.
And we sat if Papa would sit and if I would sit and we stayed or we didn't stay but we were and we were. And there was a stream and a brook and it was clear and it was clean and quiet and it wasn't and it moved and we didn't and we wouldn't but we could. And the wind came.
And the wind came and it didn't leave and it brought things that shouldn't be but were and we weren't and they were people but they weren't and they could have been. And the things hurt Papa and they hurt me and they hurt Papa and there was blood. And the ground was red and the stream was wet when it should have been dry and the leaves were red and the trees weren't and the trees were glass and the ash was cinders and there was blood.
And it was dark and it was bright and I was cold and I wanted to cry but I couldn't cry if I could and I wouldn't. Then one of the things grabbed me and hurt me and I did cry and Papa cried and he was hurt and I was. And they took his arm away and there was more blood and Papa was mad and he moved and they moved and he was there and they weren't and they were there and he wasn't. And Papa was hurt.
Then Papa stopped hurting and he stopped moving and they gave me his heart. And it was large and slimly and I didn't like it but I kept it and I gave it to Mama and Mama didn't like it but she kept it and put it in a glass jar under the kitchen sink. And we hid Papa under some dirt and put a stone by his head and he wouldn't come and he wouldn't go and Gohan came and Mama didn't show him the jar and he helped hide Papa and he was dirty and Mama was dirty and I was dirty and I knew Papa was dirty but I couldn't look because the ground was hiding him.
And Papa would tell me things and he couldn't now and he wouldn't now. And he used to look at me and see me and not see me and talk to me and not speak and I would listen. And he used to say what I was and what I wasn't and what the things were and what they weren't and he spoke in rage and volume and in words and hues and Mama would come and Mama didn't like it and didn't want it but wouldn't stop it and she would speak. She would speak like Papa but not like Papa and she told me what the things were and weren't and what I was and she said things and I remembered if I didn't forget. And Papa would speak when she was there and when she wasn't and he told me things. And he told what he knew and what he heard and what he said and what he was was in his words and I didn't always understand his words and if I didn't know his words I remembered and even if I did and I didn't forget but I could and I wouldn't.
And Papa was dead. And Mama cried when I had to tell her but wouldn't cry now and Gohan left and didn't leave and came and stayed and Mama left and Gohan was there and Mama wasn't and Mama was and Mama was gone. And Gohan left and Gohan stayed and Gohan was there and Mama wasn't. And I took the jar and I had the jar and the glass wasn't clear and it was red and brown and dirty and I took it and I left it and Mama didn't talk about it when Gohan was there and when he left she asked but I couldn't tell and I wouldn't tell and Mama knew and Mama didn't know.
And Gohan came back and Gohan stayed and I stayed and Gohan told me things and I listened. And he told me what I was and what I wasn't and what the things were and what they weren't and it was what they were but it wasn't what I knew they were and Papa knew they were and it was true.
And the things came again and wouldn't leave and we wouldn't let them stay and we went after them. And there were people and they were more than people and and things were there and wouldn't go and stayed and played and hurt and the people were hurt and Piccolo cried and his head cried and it rolled and got dirty on the ground and his body wasn't green and it was dirty and people went up and people went down and the things stayed.
And Krillen left and he stayed and his body went one way and it went another and his spine was torn and I saw it and Krillen was dead and the people who were more than people were dead and we hid them under the dirt too and they couldn't see and I could see them if I wanted but I didn't want to.
And we left and Gohan was there and I was there and we were alone. And the things wouldn't go and they wouldn't leave and we couldn't let them stay and it was cool and the sky was gray and it would rain. And Gohan left and I stayed but I wanted to go but I couldn't go and I didn't go and when I could go I went and the things weren't there and I caught Gohan and he wasn't there but he was. And Gohan didn't have a jar and we hid him under the dirt and we didn't need to hide him because he wasn't lonely, he was there and he wasn't and Papa was there with him and Mama didn't cry.
And it was cold and it was dark and it was bright and the sun was hot and it hurt and the rivers ran red and the trees were black and the ground was black and the sky was gray and cloudy and the clouds weren't right. And things should have been and they shouldn't and they were and they weren't and nothing was right.
Because I am under the impression that, after calling his past parents "Mother" and "Father", that Future Trunks refers to the parents of his timeline by "Mama" and "Papa" to show how his love seperates them.
Written: 11-5-06.