My Beloved Monster and I (working title)
By Zogeta
Dedicated to Mouse (Aka A Paler Shade of Blue)
Chapter 1: NostalgiaWho would have thought that I'd miss him? It's been three years since he left to go train Uub, and it's lonely without him. Yeah, you heard right. It's lonely.
You know, I always thought that he'd be there. Sure, I hadn't seen much of him for the last few years, but I thought that he'd finally settled down. He'd travelled enough.
Heh. I was fooling myself.
He's a saiyan. Just likeme. A born nomad. Born to travel. That's one of the reasons why Frieza found our race so useful.
When I last saw Kakarot, he looked happy. I don't mean that fake happy look that he usually wore on his face, not at all. But rather, that true excitement at a new beginning.
I don't blame him.
The peace is…nice...I suppose. It's better than those few horrible days when we were fighting off the Buu's. Kakarot and I went through so much in those tense hours. Sometimes I wondered if I would live to see another night-time. There were times when I knew that I wouldn't see my family for a long time. In those hours of hell, something was forged between the two of us, between Kakarot and me. I don't know what to call it, in all honesty.
Maybe it's a kind of bond. Maybe it's a sort of understanding, in a way.
All I know is that I wouldn't mind seeing him again. I should get off my muscled butt and go find him. I know that I'm supposed to stay and look after things here.
But why should I have to wait for an evil being to show up before I see him? I know that will be the quickest way to bring him out of hiding. After Kakarot, then probably Uub, I'm the strongest one around here. Gohan has given up his training to raise Pan. Trunks and Goten aren't interested in fighting any more. They've hung up the training gi's for business suits and cargo pants. It's been thirteen long years of boredom, but I haven't slacked off in my training at all.
Although, the adrenaline rush isn't as good as it used to be. Day in, day out, it's become nothing more than a monotonous routine. No matter how far up I push the gravity, no matter how long I train or how hard I push myself, it isn't the same training alone. The peace is mind-numbingly dull. The mediocrity of it threatens to force me into insanity.
I think I should pull a Kakarot on the crowds, and go on a journey of my own. Trunks doesn't need me. He's being groomed into being the future president of Capsule Corp. As for Bra…she's a bit of a lost case. Her mother has turned her into a Bulma-clone. Two Bulma's, one just a little smaller and wearing less make up. I spend my days pretty much alone. Bra is constantly with Pan, although Pan wants to fight while Bra wants to play with Barbie dolls. Bulma is always in the lab. What's the point of me even being here?
I think it's time that I got going. It's time for me to go and find my old ally, my battle comrade.
My old friend, Kakarot.
"Vegeta, what are you doing?"
"Packing." I simply say, as I put a jersey into my big black back pack, Bulma standing behind me in the doorway.
"Packing? To go where?" I shrug.
"I dunno. Somewhere."
She sits on the bed, watching me put some capsules into a side pocket and some snacks too.
"How long will you be gone for?" she asks.
"Until I find what I'm looking for. Don't worry, I'll be back in time for breakfast next Thursday."
I close the zips, and click all the locks into place.
"But, Vegeta, its Friday today! You're going to be gone for a week?"
I hoist the bag onto my back, and put my wallet in my back pocket.
"Maybe more, maybe less. I'll be honest with you, Bulma. I'm just bored, and I need to get out, travel a bit. You understand, don't you?"
She stands in front of me, and looks up a little to meet my eyes. She grabs my hand, squeezes once then lets go.
"Of course I do, Vegeta. You Saiyans are all the same. I know you're going to go find Goku, I'm no idiot. I've known you for twenty odd years, and I've noticed how restless you've been."
She smiles, and grips the lapel of my jacket gently.
"Go do what you need to do. You know you've always got a place here. Just be careful, okay?"
I smile, and shift my backpack onto my back properly. She lets go of my jacket, and steps aside, so that I can go to the window. I've never been one for doors.
"I'm always careful, you know that."
She laughs, wagging her finger at me.
"You, careful? You're just as reckless as all the other Saiyans! But hey, that's why I fell in love with you all those years ago."
"Thanks for always understanding, Blue."
She winks at me, and kisses me goodbye on the cheek. I'm about to fly, when my ex-wife and good friend stops me.
"Vegeta?"
"Yeah?" I look back over my shoulder.
"Tell Goku we send our love."
I smile and wave.
"Will do. Bye Blue."
And with a final nod, I blast off, leaving behind the boredom and heading towards something far better.
I can feel the excitement already…
An- you like? No like? This is my gift to my reviewers who nag me to update and I don't. I'm really sorry….but my exams are pretty much over! This weekend I will be writing furiously! As usual, flaming will not be tolerated. And…I'm also starting the review award! I'll quote the best review for a chapter, if possible.
This weeks recommendation: read "Monster" by Camaroforever. I promise you, it is amazing.
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The following review has been submitted to: Goku's Priorities Chapter: 13
From: Anonymous()
Very very very nice story. yours was one of the only few stories that actually spread happiness throughout my being. you are a brillant writer, It really brings happiness when I see people with such talents. Keep writing.
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