Chapter 1: Deep Thoughts
An Introduction to the Mind of Vegeta
What is Love- Vegeta's Way
"What am I thinking? It's not right at all! NO! Why?. This feeling, toward that blue haired, ugh! I can't sleep right, I can't eat, can't have one moment without thinking about, her!" Vegeta was roaming around his room, prancing backing and forth. He had been acting like this for the past few months, avoiding his friends (who suspected something was up), and especially avoiding, yes, Bulma.
It was about three months ago, when peace was finally restored back to earth from the evil that had intruded upon it. Yet, for all the fighting and sacrifices Vegeta had made, there was always this voice in the back of his mind. " Nothing, this all comes down to nothing at all for me! Why did I help Kakkarot and those mere earthlings? They don't care about me at all, why should I .. why did I?" But behind that cruel and ruff front, he felt insecurity and mostly confusion to why his sudden change of ..heart? But all his uncertainties and worries always seem to melt away when he sees Bulma. She was the one who gave him a place to stay when everybody else refused to. Not that Goku or Krillin didn't want him, but ChiChi and 18 got a bit uneasy. Besides, staying at Capsule Corp, with his own private room, and a gravitational training room just outside, was way better than putting up with a bunch of brats.
When Vegeta had first arrived on earth, everyone, including Bulma had been an enemy. Even now that he had changed his ways, he always felt excluded, distant from the group, even Goku's bad jokes seemed unfriendly and mockingly in a way. "For all that I've done, huhn!" Again, he had always felt different around Bulma. A feeling of warmth and shaky knees overcame and surrounded him whenever he saw her smile.
"I will only turn weak like that fool Kakkarot if I continue on like this." But he could never seem to confront the fact that he loves Bulma. He loved her deep inside with all his heart and soul, and sometimes, sometimes, he would smile slyly when the thought of that blue haried girl loving him back came into his mind. "But that will never happen, besides she has that pretty boy Yamsha on her tail." Vegeta would always say to himself right after his little daydream, and then suddenly would catch himself and say "Stupid daydream bothering my mind, probably all Kakkarot's fault when he knocked me out- cold last Saturday."
This Love was something Vegeta had not felt before, it did not exist in the world where he came from. He was taught all his life that love was for weaklings, and when Frieza took him away, Love was even unheard of.
"What am I thinking? It's not right at all! NO! Why?. This feeling, toward that blue haired, ugh! I can't sleep right, I can't eat, can't have one moment without thinking about, her!" Vegeta was roaming around his room, prancing backing and forth. He had been acting like this for the past few months, avoiding his friends (who suspected something was up), and especially avoiding, yes, Bulma.
It was about three months ago, when peace was finally restored back to earth from the evil that had intruded upon it. Yet, for all the fighting and sacrifices Vegeta had made, there was always this voice in the back of his mind. " Nothing, this all comes down to nothing at all for me! Why did I help Kakkarot and those mere earthlings? They don't care about me at all, why should I .. why did I?" But behind that cruel and ruff front, he felt insecurity and mostly confusion to why his sudden change of ..heart? But all his uncertainties and worries always seem to melt away when he sees Bulma. She was the one who gave him a place to stay when everybody else refused to. Not that Goku or Krillin didn't want him, but ChiChi and 18 got a bit uneasy. Besides, staying at Capsule Corp, with his own private room, and a gravitational training room just outside, was way better than putting up with a bunch of brats.
When Vegeta had first arrived on earth, everyone, including Bulma had been an enemy. Even now that he had changed his ways, he always felt excluded, distant from the group, even Goku's bad jokes seemed unfriendly and mockingly in a way. "For all that I've done, huhn!" Again, he had always felt different around Bulma. A feeling of warmth and shaky knees overcame and surrounded him whenever he saw her smile.
"I will only turn weak like that fool Kakkarot if I continue on like this." But he could never seem to confront the fact that he loves Bulma. He loved her deep inside with all his heart and soul, and sometimes, sometimes, he would smile slyly when the thought of that blue haried girl loving him back came into his mind. "But that will never happen, besides she has that pretty boy Yamsha on her tail." Vegeta would always say to himself right after his little daydream, and then suddenly would catch himself and say "Stupid daydream bothering my mind, probably all Kakkarot's fault when he knocked me out- cold last Saturday."
This Love was something Vegeta had not felt before, it did not exist in the world where he came from. He was taught all his life that love was for weaklings, and when Frieza took him away, Love was even unheard of.