It was exciting… - Goku
It was strange and somewhat exciting. I felt a pull at my navel and we had gone flying at each other. He seemed rather nervous – probably frightened to just learn he and I would be stuck together forever for this. When our hips, our bodies, collided, the world was filled with a white light, tinted with all the colors of the rainbow. It was a bit like flying into the sun…
Suddenly it felt like I was drowning in a deep, dark abyss. It was a bit cool to the touch, and thick, and I could only move about slowly, yet I was not frightened. I kept sinking further and further and then I saw something ahead, like a blood red, pulsing in the inky blackness. I fell into it and was enveloped in it and blackness overtook my sight once more.
When I came to, I found myself looking at Vegeta who was looking back at me with vague surprise. It was easy to make out his features despite the room being completely black and there being no visible source of light. He raised a hand and… so did I. We looked at our hands in wonder and then stepped closer to each other. Closer and closer until our feet just touched. Then we sat down.
I think we talked, he and I. We laughed sometimes and leaned… sadly …on each other sometimes. It's hard to shed a tear, the both of us shared that problem. Though, it was strange to realize just how passionate a man he is and how truly dispassionate I am. We traced each other's faces and compared the size of our hands and we sang songs that we remembered from our childhood, all of them warrior songs or songs full of legends and traditions where we had lived.
Eventually we lied down and went to sleep, each touching the other's hand, feeling reassured that we were not alone in this strange, black void.
It was comforting to know you weren't alone…We got up soon after, or maybe the next day, and we talked some more. We couldn't tell how much time passed and somehow it didn't matter much. Every moment that passed, our minds touched more and soon I think we knew just about everything there was to know about each other.
And so the routine went: lie down, sit up, lie down… An eternity might've passed, or maybe just a moment; it didn't matter to us – we had all the time in the world, just the two of us. Sometimes we talked, sometimes we didn't; sometimes we did mental training, sometimes we just played janken – hit it- ro sham bo.
And each time of waking that passed it became harder to ignore just how close we were growing to each other. I felt that soon we'd melt against each other and mix and become one being and then these moments wouldn't matter any longer. Still, I wanted it to matter.
Then everything fell apart. When we stood up, it was different, and the blackness was gone but now we stood in a different kind of darkness… and then we went back to normal… though after that it was hard to tell what was normal anymore…
Ya know, I think it was a little bit like dying…