Note: If you've read any of my other stories than you know I'm a big B/V supporter. Again, I don't own DBZ, so no one sue me. I am not, I repeat, AM NOT making any money off of this; I just really like the show. This chapter picks up from chapter four.
Summary: If you want one, read it from the beginning.
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"You will know, but he shall not…" The words echoed throughout her head over and over, until she got a painful headache. "Well then, it looks like I'll have to show him," she whispered softly as she quietly slipped to his room.
He had been lying on his (or should I say their?) bed staring up at the ceiling. She could see him tense up as he sensed her come into the room. "Vegeta?" she asked just above a whisper.
"Of course it's me. Who else would it be, you baka onna!" he snarled, but she could tell he was having internal conflicts over what to do. She took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds before letting it out again. "What do you want?" His voice was shaky. He leered at her for the next few seconds, and then he asked again. "What it is?"
She stepped completely inside and closed the door behind her. She swallowed.
"Vegeta, I want to know what's happening to me." She asked determinately. She saw his expression soften.
"Wha- what do you mean?" he squeaked weakly.
"Why is it that every time I'm around you, I feel all giddy inside? It feels like my stomach has been turned inside out. When I'm not around you, I feel lonely and depressed. Why?" she asked, walking toward him one slow step at a time.
"I… don't… understand." He swallowed hard.
" Vegeta, I… I feel like I know you even though I just met you and I know hardly anything about you. I seems like I can read your mind and you can read mine. I can tell exactly where you are and how you're feeling," she stated softly getting on the bed and crawling toward him. "Why?" she asked, intriguing him.
"I…" He looked away. "I don't know."
"Vegeta, do you fell the same way?" she inquired. He looked at her with sadness in his eyes.
"Woman, it's not that I don't know, it's that I can't. I will show you." He took her hand and closed his eyes. She did the same. "Woman, you may not like what you see. After you see this, you may not feel the same way…" he warned in her mind.
"I understand," she replied. She could feel his sorrow right before she was whisked off into his head.
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