Well hello once again. Once again I am back with yet another Chapter of Mystic Saiyan. There's nothing else to really go on about so let's get to a response…

Moondalian- You are probably right. It's going to be even more impossible to keep Vegeta in character in the coming chapters so I'll try to compromise. Thanks for the encouragement. By the way: What happened to Know Your Stars? Are you taking a break?

Disclaimer: Yeah, I suddenly own DBZ! Cool, is it not? Yahoo… "Beep, Beep, Beep, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!" wakes up. Damn it was just a dream. I don't own a thing still… I do however own Sakidra, Alexis, and anything else not affiliated with DBZ. Unless you want to become dragon food, don't take them without permission…

Mystic Saiyan-Ch12-Drunk on Dreams

A couple of weeks passed and we did nothing but fight. We hardly slept because the events of the day were eat and spar, though not specifically in that order. We took random eating breaks and only a little time to sleep at all. I don't really know where the change in routine came in. It probably happened when Vegeta saw my minor flashback dream a couple of weeks ago. Why he would pull a one-eighty on me like this all because of a dream, I do not know. Maybe it was the fact that he realized that we don't have forever in here and, oh, look! There's another person in here! Free Punching Bag! That might be where this came along, but I really don't know.

Over the weeks, I've been quietly debating with myself on whether I should teach him a family secret. Doing so had numerous risks, including revealing my other half, however it could help in the long run. If Vegeta were able to use this ability, he could have almost limitless power reserves. There was a chance he couldn't control it though. He is a Saiyan after all. It was also one of the reasons we secluded ourselves on a planet light-years from any other traces of civilization. Different races came from everywhere, asking us to teach them the secret of our amazing abilities.

The major problem was that people couldn't understand that a portion of our ability was genetic, in a way. Our power couldn't be used unless you all ready had some of it within you. A lot of people died because they just would not give up on it. We came very close to an interplanetary war many times.

I still have to struggle to keep control of my power, with my Saiyan side and everything.

During our fights, I kept releasing more and more of my power against Vegeta, watching him grow stronger all the time.

That night(Well, time to sleep anyway. You can't tell day from night in that place), I found myself trying to drown my thoughts about what had happened so far while Vegeta slept. As hard as I tried, I just couldn't keep my mind from racing over everything so I gave up and finally went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and sit down. I found my mental topic of choice to be my life as a little kid, everything that happened before the chaos that was the destruction of my birthplace.

My life was a peaceful one for however long it lasted. I played with Alexis constantly as a baby. He taught me the most basic of fighting skills, even as a toddler, and he was surprised that I actually copied him. He started sparring with me before I could walk.

Soon enough, I noticed that my mother and father started having problems. They clearly didn't want me part of it, sending me out with Alexis when they had their easily audible fights. Eventually, they split up completely, though it hardly affected Alexis and I. He was hardly ever home to begin with so we hadn't gotten used to it. Alexis was skeptical of their relationship from the beginning.

Soon afterwards, King Vegeta had a son, which he named after himself. I was two at the time and Alexis was nine. Considering my mother's relationship with the king himself, Alexis and I became the young prince's playmates. We became friends, or as close to friends as a Saiyan's pride would allow.

Young Vegeta was two, and I four at the time I had that vision. And, well, we know the story from there. Since then, I had accepted the fact that I would probably never see my childhood friend again. However, to my surprise, he ended up on the planet I had the fortune to crash land on! I was extremely shocked when I first saw him, but I hid it well.

Eventually, I snapped out of my reverie and just made my way to the bed as well as precious sleep.

…Vegeta's Point of View…(Looks familiar, don't it?)

I, only used to mere hours of sleep for the past week or two, woke up and sat up. I looked to Sakidra's bed and saw her still asleep. I thought for a few minutes…

She was definitely hiding something. All of this secrecy was driving me nuts.

…She was tossing and turning, obviously in the middle of a nightmare…

She comes here and leads us to believe that she was fully human, only seriously beat up by something in the forest. She then tells me about a week or two later that she's half-Saiyan.

…"You see, Vegeta, my dreams have an open effect. Anyone who touches me in my dreams has the ability to experience the same thing."…

How could I be so sure she isn't hiding something else? She told me herself that her other half wasn't human.

…Her first nightmare told you something about her…

What exactly is she?

…One touch…

My curiosity was killing me. It was one thing to threaten her, but she didn't react a bit to it. It was as if she didn't think I could do anything to her at all.

…Sends you…

Arg! This thinking is going to kill me! I might as well go and train to get this off my mind. That Cell bastard will regret ever meeting me! I got up and walked to the door.

…Into her mind…

I stopped at the door and looked back. She was still tossing in her sleep, added in with occasional pain-filled gasps. It would distract me until I knew more about her. She seemed to have a wisdom about her.

Arg! Now I was speaking nonsense! Bah! She had a power about her that I can't match! Where is this coming from? I must know! This might tell me what I need to know. I must know the source of her strength!

Then do it, damn it! Grab her arm!

I had made up my mind. I strode back to her bedside and knelt down to her level, grabbing her arm lightly as it made a futile attempt to hit something.

Suddenly, everything faded as I was drawn into the realm of her mind…

It was an empty white space that looked similar to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Standing in the center was two figures. The taller, and older, was a boy around twenty with silver hair. The sides were cut while hair in the back was tied in a ponytail what went to his mid-back. He was wearing a loose outfit of a shirt and pants that was slightly torn.

Who is he?

The younger of the two was a girl of about fourteen with black, silver-tipped hair. She was wearing her hair down, though there were subtle signs that it had been up before. She was wearing an outfit similar to the boy's. A pale silver in color, the shirt was tighter and torn greatly. The pants were looser and had a skirt-like cloth around them. She looked severely tired and drained of energy.

…Sakidra…

The two people were obviously in the middle of a fight. Even though Sakidra was close to kneeling on the ground, the boy didn't let up, kicking the girl in the side of the head as she was sent flying into the ground.

"Get up you pitiful weakling! How do you expect to run Kamorae when half of it could overthrow you?" The boy bit at her impatiently. Sakidra flinched at this and got up slowly, only to hit the ground again with a blow to the stomach. She stayed there as the man walked to her side and looked down at her.

"I knew that Serena was wrong about you. You're too weak to do anything, let alone run the entire Kingdom of Kamorae. She should've left it to me." He said. This earned a groan from the crumpled form on the ground.

"Damn you. Don't say that about Mother!" She yelled, struggling to stand up against him.

"Well, Sakidra. It's the truth. You are supposed to be on the throne by your next birthday, yet you are in no condition to run it! If you can't even defeat me, how do you expect to hold off the millions of people who will no doubt oppose you? You heard the reaction yourself when I told them you would be taking the throne. You're weak. Mother was weak for ever getting together with someone of that weak monkey race. You were a complete mistake." He said bitterly.

Now that's harsh… But 'monkey race'? Was he talking about the Saiyans? No doubt he was. Where does he go off calling the powerful Saiyans weak? Damn him…

"I hate you!" She suddenly yelled and charged the man with all of her remaining strength. "What happened to you, Alexis? Why are you acting like this!" She yelled.

This was Alexis? The man she was racing on the way to the Lookout? Her older brother? …"You act like you're my father! Geez!"… He sounds so overprotective of her. What happened here?

Alexis kicked her in the side again, causing her to go flying to the ground. "Come on. I haven't even transformed yet and I'm still not encountering a challenge. You're a weakling, face it. Because you have that damn Saiyan blood running through you, you won't be able to beat any of us at all! All of you Saiyans are weak!" He said as he landed from his kick. Sakidra got up again, clutching her side painfully.

When she was finally upright, she gathered her energy, transforming into a Super Saiyan, and kept gathering her energy. She was about to make her last stand. Alexis rushed at her, only to be knocked back by a barrier that surrounded her.

"You will regret that soon enough, Brother!" She screamed at a sudden release of her power, sending Alexis flying back even more. A blinding light surrounded her, not allowing any glimpse at all.

When the light faded, the outline of a figure is visible. She was standing confidently as her immense power swirled around her.

Suddenly, everything faded away and I opened my eyes to find Sakidra glaring coldly at my dazed expression.

"How long have you been here?" She asked coldly before twisting her wrist out of my light grip and walked out of the room. I soon heard a yell and an explosion and went out to see what was going on.

…Sakidra's Point of View…

It was yet another recurring nightmare. It should've been one of the best days of my life. It was one of the days that I felt so much rage within me, I couldn't find a vent for it except for my own transformation.

As the light surrounded my younger form, I felt a presence in my dream beside myself. I instantly pulled out of my sleep to find Vegeta kneeling by my bed with a dazed expression on his face. His light grip on my hand told me everything.

He instantly became alert and noticed that I was staring at him coldly.

"How long have you been here?" I asked, referring to my dream. I angrily twisted out of his grip and stalked out to the emptiness that was the training zone.

Who the hell does he think he is? Why must he take it upon himself to reveal my secrets? Can't I keep my life to myself? I gathered my energy into my arm and pointed at the ground while flying up.

"Chaosfire!" I screamed, releasing the energy to the ground. A huge explosion rung through my ears as I tried to release my frustration. I sensed someone behind me and snapped around to come face to face with a curious-looking Vegeta. I ignored him and went through all my techniques in my speed style.

I felt a slight breeze by my left ear and quickly blocked the roundhouse that was aimed for my head and twisted the leg, throwing Vegeta behind me and blasting him, only increasing the speed he hit the ground at. If he wants to fight me, I'll let him, but I will not hold back this time.

He came at me again in a blitz of punches, but I blocked most of them. I tried a drop kick to his head, but he quickly dodged to the side and grabbed my leg, motioning to throw me behind him and mimic my earlier counter.

"It's no use copying my moves. I've found counterattacks to all of them." I said and kicked him in the back of the head, forcing him to let go of me and fly to the ground. He flipped and landed on his feet, blasting at me. I caught it and sent it back, forming a Mimicry Blast. He caught it and sent it back to me. I caught it again and sent it back, forming another Chaosfire in its shadow. He caught the blast and forced it into the shadow, neutralizing both blasts.

He disappeared soon after and I elbowed behind me, catching the newly visible Vegeta in the gut as he flew back again. He recovered quickly and rushed me again, disappearing when he was right in front of me. I had already gone in for a kick so it was too late to avoid him grabbing my arms from behind me and holding me in place.

"What was that in your dream?" He asked, out of breath.

"What? Are you getting drunk off my dreams or something? My nightmares are my business and you shouldn't have intruded in the first place. I'm not telling you shit until the time is right. Now LET GO OF ME!" I screamed, flipping over him and escaping his grasp. I double kicked his back, forcing him toward the ground and followed through, forcing his back even further into the ground with my foot.

After the few seconds it took me to calm down slightly, I got off of him and walked in, not caring what happened to Vegeta after that point. I went inside and took a shower, washing away the reflections of last night's nightmare—in more ways than one. Vegeta came very close to seeing my final form, something I cannot let him glimpse. I may show him later but now just isn't the time. Not at all…

:.EoC.:

Ha ha. This is funny. The original chapter was three pages and this turns out being six pages. It's amazing how I can manipulate my writing like this. The title came from the idea of having a sugar high. I just thought: Hey, if you can be high on sugar, why not be drunk on dreams? I know, stupid but I think it was quite creative.

This chapter almost made me think that I was putting my OC's out of character, but Sakidra's rage can justify her behavior right now. I mean, how would you feel if someone just invaded your privacy, even if you are a nice person in your everyday life? The justification for Alexis's behavior comes in the next few chapters. You see, not even Sakidra understands why he acted like that then.

As Moondalian made a point in a review of last chapter, it will be nearly impossible to write Vegeta in character in the later chapters, as you have no doubt seen. I will try to keep him at least mildly in character, as I have made the point many times, but don't expect any promises, especially about four chapters from now. Look on the bright side: I've seen so many Vegeta fics where he isn't even close to being in character so there…

Please Review if you hold it within your hearts to do so; someone has brought it to my attention that I wasn't allowing anonymous reviews before. I turned the block off so you should be able to now. Thank you and till next time!