A/N: So yay, I finally got one review! Lol. Although, it was from the author of the story that this is based around, but who says that doesn't count, right? And yes, as it was pointed out to me, I realize that in the last drabble Goten was very "Domination" OOC, but that shouldn't happen too often. I just couldn't get that one little plotline out of my head and I had to write it down...
Warnings: Um...None that I can think of off the top of my head except for some M/M love. No smut, though.
Disclaimer: Any original Dragonball Z characters are the property of Akira Toriyama. Dillon Santinni is the property of Android-2217. Do not take him without permission, and do not ask me for permission as he is not mine to give. The small amount of lyrics used in this chapter are from Papercut by Linkin Park.
Prompt: Paranoia (Android-2217)
Nothing was more frightening than the feeling of being absolutely alone. No one there to hold me, or kiss me, or tell me that everything was going to be ok. Laying in the dark, I felt them watching me. I don't know who it was, or what they wanted, but what I did know was that they were watching me. Thousands of eyes staring at me from all over.
All I could do was scream. There's no defense to being stared at. No way to make it stop, make it go away.
I just lay in the dark. Feeling those thousands of eyes on me, not knowing what to do, how to react. Where was Dillon? He could protect me...but he was gone. I didn't know where he was or when he had left. All I knew was that he wasn't there, and I was completely and utterly alone.
I could feel their eyes on me, and I could hear the whispering in the dark.
"It's like I'm paranoid, looking over my back, it's like a whirlwind inside of my head. It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within. It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin..."
But with one final scream, I opened my eyes. The thousand eyes were gone, and just one set remained. Those beautiful golden-green eyes that I could never live without. Dillon was there with me, calling my name. I reached up and wrapped my arms around him, crying in his shoulder. He handed me a couple of those little purple pills...
I knew he would always be there to bring me back from the dark...