Path of Thoughts, It's a Control Thing

by Alien Outcast

This is diff. then wut I usually write. Its A/U and u know the PS games like Final Fantasy and theres char. that just walk around the same exact path? stick B/V in there.It gets a little frustrating for them not to be able to do anything.;)its reallyshort

I walk past her every day. I look straight at her face, emotionless. I can't read it. But I suppose that she can't read me either. Our eyes turn to look at each other; about the only thing we have control of, and I guess I take the pleasure in seeing her, if only for that brief moment. As I walk past her, I get the joy of brushing past her; the only eminent feeling on this planet that we are allowed to have. Robots we are, mindlessly walking, not able to control anything, which is really difficult for me. I am a control freak. Yes, I admit it. But anyone would be controlling in this place. It drives you to insanity, wanting to do something on your own occord. I know what I would most want to do, but I can't. It's impossible. To hold her would be a great accomplishment, and to speak of the other actions which I so desperately want to do to her, would not be proper to speak of. Ok, so I want to keep these precious thoughts to myself, for it is another way to control what little I have. Which is why I relish in the movement of my eyes, and the path of my thoughts.

I see him, every day; just walking past him. And I feel giddy when our arms brush each others. A while ago, I finally decided to watch his eyes; for if I can't find any expression in his face, than I can surely find it in his eyes. As I look closely, I can see something in those onyx windows. I believe that mine might look the same, and I wonder continuously if he sees it, as well as I do. And it drives me crazy that I cannot speak to him; to flirt in some way. Hey, I'm a woman. I need to be able to express myself sexually to the man that I've had my eye on for the longest time. Other than my beatiful, aqua eyes, I can control my own thoughts. All day long I just fantasize, and if I was capable, probably sigh at the heated thoughts. If only I could act them out. It's not impossible. No, nothing's impossible. But damnit, I can't wait until the impossible happens!

All of a sudden, a loud beep is heard, with a single flash of red. Bulma and Vegeta almost stumbled as the force previously holding them back was diminished. Shocked, they straightened up, and looked at each other with confusion. Then, slowly, as if they were afraid to jinx it, Bulma smiled as Vegeta grinned. And they instantly knew the path of each other's thoughts. (A/N: feel free to think pervertedly here)