Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z or Dragonball GT, all rites to those characters and plotline belong to Akira Toriyama-sensei. If I did have the rites, I would own more manga.
A/N: To start fresh again before I re-work my past DB fic. It WILL be finished. This is massive A/U so don't go looking for similarities and continuity. I rarely watch DBZ solely because I can't stand the dub but I have read the manga. All 42 of them. So :P. This is a romance fic so be warned, T/P, M/GT, GH/V and U/B if that helps to some degree. Pairs are subject to change if the peanut gallery has a problem. Criticism would be nice and also encouragement. I'm a teenager after all. So until I write again, Ja-ne. Read&Review.
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Dreaming of You
Prologue: It all started with a dream…
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Hello?
I've been waiting for you.
How so?
Well, we're destined to be.
You're joking right?
No.
Not even a little?
'Fraid not.
But you're in my head.
And your point is?
You're in my head.
Is that the problem?
Yeah. If you're even a guy, which is doubtful, it isn't probable that we're destined to be together.
You're very pessimistic.
You think that I don't know that?
I guess so.
Anyway, I think you're wasting my time.
Why?
Cause this conversation has no point.
Yes it does.
No it doesn't. You're just annoying me and you're not real. I can't even see you. Besides, I'm dreaming. I'm pretty pathetic to be dreaming about this.
I am real and if you want to see me you can see me. Just turn on the lights.
What?
The lights. There's a lamp behind you.
Gee thanks.
You're welcome.
So I can see you and you can see me. Big deal.
It is a big deal. You're even prettier than I was told.
Thanks, I guess. But what do you mean you've been told?
Uh.
You're not answering me.
Sorry but it's a bonding thing.
What?!
Bonding. I think its called love on your planet.
Planet? What are you talking about, you're from Pluto?
Farther than that.
This is my self-conscience playing a joke on me. When I wake up I'll never eat maple cookies at one thirty in the morning.
Maple cookies?
Food.
Oh.
Don't oh me. Why are you bonded to me? I never met you till now.
It's complicated.
How so?
I don't really know all the answers either. But I know you and I share something.
The same room? Or dream? Take your pick.
Why are you being difficult?
Because this is not real. And if I do believe you, what difference would it make? It's not like you're real. This is a dream. I'll wake up and you won't be there and I'll just be depressed.
No you won't. I'll be there.
Yeah right.
I will. But you know space travel.
You are joking.
I'm not.
It's okay. I mean…well…you're kind of cute and well…I guess I should be nice since this is a dream…
But it's not.
Whatever. Besides, I think I'm waking up.
No! Don't leave!
Sorry, I didn't even introduce myself…I'm…
NO!
The sound of an ever-annoying alarm clock boomed into Son Pan's ear.
"Every morning it's like this," she mumbled trying to remember her dream as she crawled towards the bathroom. 'I guess I should be thankful that I don't suffer from any kind of insomnia.' Brushing her teeth, she vainly tried to remember her dream. "It was dark…..then there was a lamp……" she said as she briskly picked up her schoolbooks for school. "Damn! I can't remember!"
Shaking her head, she locked her apartment. Blaming her shoddy memory on the many years of television, she left to catch her bus to Black Star University.
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To be continued…
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Cliff hanger?! Read and Review. 15 reviews is too much?!
An Angel without a halo.