Author's note: I think I know where it's going now, but I don't have a clue as to where I'll end up. You guys are probably not going to have any idea where it's going, so if you have a question, just ask. ;P





Promise

Introspection and Reflection

Vegeta's POV

People around me speak of dreams, but the only dreams I've ever had are those of delirious fevers. I've always been aware of the absence of emotion, some say I need to stop ignoring it, but I don't have it to ignore. I have never even felt love for my parents. I would always pretend, but I think they knew anyway. I know exactly what emotions are what. I've just never felt them, except the emptiness of being alone. Loneliness is the only thing I've ever felt. That is the only reason I don't know. I've always known why things were, even if I had never seen it before. As if I have known everything all along. Ever since I met Kakarotto, I feel the loneliness of my existence numb. I feel as if I were made to be with him, by his side. I see the mask he puts on his face to cover the truth that is he. I see through it. I always have. He knows whom he is, where he came from, and he knew who I am, or was. I shun him from my mind with insults, for he too sees through my mask. Those earthling friends of his would never understand the level that he and I see each other on. They don't even realize or suspect he has a mask. It is as though we were the immortal gods, and they were mere mortal toys. Whatever.







Whoa. Where did that come from? I was just writing what I had on paper, then BOOM! All of a sudden I was just kind of going on and on. So what do you guys think of my sudden inspiration? Please review! I'll write more if you do! ;P