Okay don't own anything except the idea for the freaking story K?

Oh yeah, this is just something' of a beginner fic so ream me if ya want I don't care…*sniff* honest…*sniff, sob* If I don't spell something right, skip an please go on.

FOR LACK OF A BETTER TITLE: N/A

Never in my life have I felt a power so calm and sad at the same time. It is almost like everything has ended in tragedy for the child. Having nothing in life. But the child is calm, as if having accepted that this is life. Having no happiness in life never seeing a face not showing anger or sorrow. Is all the child ever had in life pain, suffering, and sorrow, slipping deeper into her melancholy? Am I afraid that one day the child will just give up and let go, of hope, of life, of ever finding some happiness? I am the Prince of Saiyans, a warrior, I shouldn't have to care about a low child like this…but her manner, meaning to or not, draws my attention and…is it compassion? Why do I feel the need to help her? Why must I have these thoughts or kindness in my mind? Kindness is a weakness! I must not care for this child. But I do, and the others, not afraid to show their feelings to the girl. And Kakerot, he is the worst. He never worries about showing emotions, and yet he is still a warrior. He talks to the child with a voice that is disgustingly soft, asking questions, when I would have demanded that she answer. So why, what is it about her? Her bruised, cut weary face? The scared look of her eyes? The way she seems only to want to please, and not get beaten for living? WHY DO I CARE?

Sorry, but I dying of laughter. Don't get me wrong or anything, I'm a very compassionate person and I do have feelings, but it just strikes me as funny. I don't know why. ^_^ Oh if I have offended anyone with my display of unusual emotions, please let me know. If anyone wants the rest of the story, just tell me.