DISCLAIMER:  I don't own it, I wish I did, but I don't.  The years may go on, my hair will turn grey, but I still will not own it.  I will wait for the day when a spherical spacecraft lands in my very backyard..  and I still will not own it.  In 60 years when my grandchildren try to shake me out of my catatonic alive-but-dreaming state, sadly I will not own it.  When I finally depart the world of the living, only then will I own it, and everything else.  I can't remember what 'it' was, now…  but I don't own it yet, or Dragonball Z.

Author notie thing!:  Well, this should be interesting.  A short chapter again, but not without its moments.  Keep reading tho, more is yet to come, I'm only getting warmed up!!!   I make it three, possibly four chapters… until disaster strikes… I know I said that last time, but more ideas just pop up and I have to act upon them on impulse.  I have already written certain parts in the future, so they are definitely coming (poor choice of words there… x_X) …
So, enjoy this little chapter, and the childlike innocence... while it lasts. 

Voices (In One's Head) by `InSaNe`/Schizophrenic Eggplant

Part 3.  Chapter 15 –  An Explosive Awakening.

I had never even thought about that, it hadn't occurred to me.  Until now.  A name?  Well so far I did have one…

"Um.. Future Diviner." I said with a little hesitation.  He screwed his little face up like he'd eaten something horrid.

"Don't be silly, that's not even a real name!  Come on, you've got to have one."  I shake my head.  Apart from the Future Diviner handle I had given myself when I was under pressure all that time ago, I had nothing.  I had never needed a name.  I couldn't ask the one who gave me form and something resembling a personality, because our minds were still melded.

"No.  I have no name.  Is that strange?  I guess it must be, since everyone I've seen here has one."  Now it was my turn to look solemnly at the bedclothes.

"I know,  I'll give you a name."  I raised my head again, and Vegeta's expression was thoughtful.  In a flash, he bounded down the bed towards me, and stood up, and placed a tiny hand on my shoulder, and with the other reached up and touched my hair.   He held it towards the light globe.

"Hmm… interesting.  I've kept a name for you in case you didn't have one, but I thought you did but you didn't want to tell me, so I didn't say."  I smiled at the little prince, and wondered what name he was going to give me. 

"Fine, you can name me, I'd be honoured.  Don't make it too obscene though!"  Vegeta replaced my hair, patting it down, then folded his arms to make him appear important and regal.

"Would I do that? You insult me… Obajeen." I blinked at him.  He wore a smug expression on his face.

"…Obajeen?"  I wondered aloud.

"You don't like it?  Its cos of your hair how its black, but when I hold it up to the light, it's a very dark shade of purple.  It reminds me of a sort of food a planetary representative brought here once." I let the name sink in and mull it over my tongue.
"Obajeen.  Hmm… I like it, you've obviously put a lot of thought into it." I smiled in appreciation.  Vegeta smiled back, a little evilly.

"There's a catch though." Isn't there always?  "Since you call me Veg for short, I'm gonna call you Jeenie!" How touching.

"Deal.  Now can you do something for me?  Sit down, don't fidget, and let's get you started on the basics of ki."  Vegeta plonked down in front of me and sat with his legs crossed.

"OK Jeenie!"  He smiled a smile that tried to be angelic but failed, and it faltered once he realised what he had to do.  I noticed it immediately.

"Be strong Vegeta.  I'm here, just concentrate and I'll guide you through it, but after that it's all up to you."  The young princes expression grew serious and he closed his eyes. 

The peaceful expression soon disappeared as his face tensed up in a mask of forced concentration as I watched him battle with his inner demons.  A few minutes later his eyes opened and he sighed and looked at me.

"I can't do it. I try, and I can't do it!"  A little fist pounded the bed, creating an indentation in the covers. 

"Sure you can, Veg!  Use your visualisation skills, I'll give you some scenes to imagine, and see if that works."  Vegeta nodded and reverted back to being relaxed.

"OK.  Now, imagine all those questions smashing into your mental barriers, but they're not questions, they are physical manifestations, and they want to get at you only to weaken you.  To stop them from doing that, you must counter, with strength from within."

"Strength from within…" The boy muttered in his trance-like state.

"To find that, you must look deep.  It is a big ask I know, but the rewards are worth it.  Go to your innermost core, your centre, for there you will find what your father hides from himself, and what Frieza has long abandoned.  If you are confronted by self-doubt, brush it away, it only wants to distract you and lead you from your destination.  You will know when you reach this place." And so will I.

Silence hung over us in a cumulonimbus of latent chemical-electrical potential energy, as seconds thudded by and marched in a conformity of passing minutes.  I monitored the prince for any signs of a change of state, but for what seemed like ages (I blame her for this horrendously slow perception of time), Vegeta sat in front of me, motionless, breathing evenly and deeply, but he wasn't asleep.  I could hear the static crackle impatiently in the surrounding air, but that could have been my mind playing tricks on me, or my own energy simmering with restlessness.

:: Or his. :: 

Briefly, my other personality separated itself from our presently fused minds to impart those two words.  To be honest I hadn't even considered that as an option.   Until I saw Vegeta's eyes open, then I knew it to be the Only possibility.   They weren't just shining, they were burning with a new light, freshly discovered.  I nearly burst with excitement, that is to say, both myself and the other in my head did.

:: See that?  That is what I have yet to achieve.  Although I am at one with myself a lot of the time, I can never radiate it like that, only umm.. when you are in the external universe where I exist as flesh and blood, Obajeen. ::  She used my name also, as if she had been using it for years without me knowing.  Intriguing, yet annoying.

~ Did you have to remind me about that infernal place?  Ugh… but, I do know what you mean.  It really is impressive when someone discovers themselves and removes the limits set for them by their own fears and paranoia. ~  I sighed contentedly in my head.

"Well done, Vegeta.  How do you feel?"  I smiled knowingly as he clenched his hands into fists and looked from one to the other, lengthily, as if it was the first time he had noticed them.  His eyes moved up my face and rested on my own, and I felt half of me flinch slightly, and then steady.  He no longer had the eyes of an innocent.

"I… I can't describe it.  Its just power…"  One side of his mouth creeps upwards, into a mini version of a legendary smirk.  "…and it feels good!"

"That's great, you've made a breakthrough!  But… that's not where it ends, there is one more part, and you won't be giving me that look when you know what it is."  I told him, chiding him for that dark scowl he aimed at me.  "This is the part where you make your energy visible, and try to control it."  As I thought, the frown disappeared.

"Let's do that now!!"  He is one keen student, I admire his enthusiasm.

"Patience, prince.   We will begin.  You can feel all that energy coursing through you body?"  Vegeta nodded so vigorously that I thought his head was going to fall off.

"I take that as a 'yes'.  That is your ki, and it is now tapped.  Although it may seem like it is surging anywhere and everywhere, in time, you will have complete mastery of it.  I will teach you some control, but I can only take you so far.  The rest you will have to accomplish on your own, through your own techniques as I stated before.  Right then, what you need to do is gather your ki to that place below your navel – your tummy button – where you say you felt that rush.  But whatever you do, Don't let it rush, yet.  Just collect it there. If you have trouble, try this.  You'll be a king one day, so this will be easy to visualise.  Imagine that you have an army of warriors in your body, all loyal to you and only you, who will obey your every command.  Order them to move to that place, it is the proper area where it is stored for future use when you decide to call upon it – which is the next step.  Believe that they will follow you to the ends of the universe, otherwise it won't work.  But you aren't exactly weak willed, are you, so you shouldn't have any problem."   The small prince was onto it as quick as a flash and I had to stifle any uncharacteristic giggling because he was talking out loud to himself.  Those burning eyes of his were now shielded by their lids.

"You!  In my arms, go to that place!  The… is there a name for it?"  He hovered on the question, waiting for an answer.

"Dan Tien." I whispered, mentioning a name my other half had heard somewhere for that storage place."

"Dan Tien… DT… go to the DT now!  And await further orders!  Now the legs, meet where the arms went, go to the DT too!  Any slackers?  Get there now!!  What do you mean there isn't any room!?  Make room!  Do as I say, I command it!  Whoa… it feels like it's gonna—"

"Don't let it!!  Hold it in!" Boy, did I ever underestimate the situation.  Vegeta winced under the strain.  Quickly I told him what to do, even demonstrating.  He opened his eyes again.  They showed a little hint of discomfort, and that he was fighting to control his ki with everything he had.

I held my hands out in front of me, cupped and slightly apart but facing each other, and motioned to him to do the same.  I focused some ki to my own dan tien.

"I take it you can sense the light down there.  Bring it out, visualising it materialising into your hands, like this."  I lead by example, the golden light in my hands flickered at first, then steadied into a weakly glowing ball suspended between my palms.  Shortly after, Vegeta followed my lead, and became quite ecstatic when a tiny sphere glimmered, and wavered for a few seconds. 

Then my whole world turned upside down and filled with a blinding brightness of brilliant vibrant colours, before a thick curtain of black drew a veil over my consciousness.

Next up:  Umm..  food hunt, trouble, and a confrontation which ends up sticky and incomplete… and Obajeen does a little bit of spying…