Desert Sunrise
Disclaimer: Dragon Ball belongs to Akira Toriyama.
Written for Caesar's Palace Shipping Week.
Prompt - Sunrise
Pairing - (platonic) Yamcha/Puar
The first light of dawn shone on the horizon as his fingers closed around the metal rungs, climbing one after another until he felt the warm winds lifting and tugging his hair.
The Desert Bandit looked out across the rolling dunes, pale clouds streaking the skies at an angle, each one catching the colors and turning vibrant shades of crimson, violet and gold. This was the life he'd always wanted, free to live by his own rules and go wherever he wanted, a wild thing at home amongst the endless sands.
He had only one companion, a short haired cat with bluish fur, who was climbing sleepily towards the exit. She paused halfway up, and he smiled a little, seeing her lift a paw and rubbing sleep from her eyes.
A moment passed before she joined him on the rocky outcrop, stretching luxuriously before settling down beside him.
She was all the company he needed, one hand lifting to gently stroke the soft fur between her ears. This world was their own personal slice of heaven, the two of them together, watching the sun rise over the Diablo Desert.