The Dark and Light side of Love

WARNINGS: More angst, somewhat. *Sigh* I really need some other warnings.

*Finally stops hugging all the readers* Uh. My arms are stiff. Oh no’s! How am I suppose to type?! *Stiffly tries to put arms on keyboard, but nothing happens* NO’s! *Suddenly, traveling wizard comes by and sells me healing potion for $30. I realize that I’m short $5 and point towards an impatient, angry mob (who are my readers), with pitchforks and torches. Then he gets nervous and gives me the potion anyways, so not to get pitch forked or torched. I drink the potion and arms are movable again* Yay! Back to typing! My imagination is so random. Don’t you all wish you had it? ^^ Sorry. Even authors have to have their random moments. *Giggles innocently*

Sorry everyone that I haven’t updated in a while. I just haven’t really been in the mood to type anything. So, I’d thought I would try now. ^^

Zofo-Ha ha. You don’t know who you want to be turned, do you? Well, I’m glad that you go along with whatever happens. Yay! I’m glad you understand that now! I still feel bad for not explaining it in the chapter. I hope others won’t get confused. :/ You’re good coming up with ideas for the story. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with Bardock. Since it was Bardock’s idea to turn Vegeta into a Light, who knows what he’s scheming after that. Careful though, you might come up with another plot for the story. *looks worried* Oh well. If it’ll make the story more interesting, I probably wouldn’t mind. ^^ Depending on what the plot is. Though this story can’t possibly get any longer. -.-


Vegeta’s POV

I sat in the darkness of the night as the moonlight bathed my body in its pale rays. My knees are pulled up to my chin and my arms are wrapped around them as I think of me and my loves encounter. I remembered his confusing expressions and tried to think of what they meant. I saw shock, fear, sadness, and…and…love. I shook my head a little, confused at why he showed such emotions to me. I hugged my knees tighter and closed my eyes so I can be more succumbed in the darkness. I needed it more than anything right now. There was too much light back there. Too much emotion.

I try to clear my head and think of something else. The competition. Ah yes, the game. Why did I come up with something so…childish? So…impossible? There’s no way I can turn my love into what I am. I’ve decided. It wouldn’t be right. He’s so full of life. There’s no way I can just kill that. It is what is a part of him. It’ll kill him. I don’t want to kill my love. I don’t want him to become what I so obviously hate. He’s already something I envy.

I open my eyes to look up at the fullness of the moon; my only friend in the darkness. In the pale face of my friend, I try to picture his face. His beautiful face. The face that my frozen heart fell in love with. His innocent eyes and that heart-warming smile. If it warmed my heart at all. More like…irresistible. I can’t help but smile back. He’s something I would actually die for. Die to try to be with him. I wonder if he’s thinking any of the same thoughts as I am.

I changed the thought again. How will I fare in the light? I hear it is a painful transformation. I don’t know if I can stay sane enough to suffer through it. But Kakarot will be with me, won’t he? Of course he will. He cares about me. My heart feels like it wants to throb at the realization. Odd. Though, I think that’s the only way I can get through the damn transformation, is if he’s there.

I rested my head on my knees and thought about how the transformation will go. I closed my eyes tightly. No. I don’t even want to fathom on what’s going to happen. Besides, Kakarot will probably give me a rundown on what I will be going through anyway.

I suddenly stood up and crossed my arms in irritation. I can’t believe I’m giving up like this. I feel so…cowardly and weak. Great, more emotions. Only Kakarot can make me feel anything. I lean against the rock wall that protects the entrance to our new hideout. Curse those wretched Lights! Because of them, we had to search for a new hideout. Except this one isn’t as well hidden as our last one was, but it’ll do. We’ll search for a different one soon enough. I look up to see the top of the hideout, which is probably 20 stories high. It’s above ground. I feel more vulnerable out here, I hate this feeling. Not only did we have to find another place for protection, but over half my men are either injured or weak from thirst.

Well, at least I’m not giving up too easily. That would just about sicken me if I let that happen. But I’m so sick of fighting to be with my love when we should have the privilege of being with each other. I feel so empty, like a cold, hollow shell without my Kakarot at my side. Hmm. “Kakarrrrot.” I closed my eyes as I purred his name. It’s only been 24 hours and I didn’t think I’d miss my love this much already. Now I must hear his name so I won’t feel so empty. I must cling to it like it’s the only thing keeping me going.

“My King?” My faithful servant has brought me from my musings. I look at him as he was bowing.

“What is it, Haru?” I asked with a hint of boredom as I looked at the blackened horizon.

“Excuse me my King, but I’ve noticed you haven’t drank today. We only have a couple Lights left and a lot of our men are injured and thirsty. Would you care to have a Light before the others devour them?” My loyal servant asked me with kindness.

I scowled into the darkness and mentally cursed at the Lights again. “Yes. I’ll be in in a moment.”

He bowed one more time and started heading towards the entrance. “My King?”

I looked towards him this time as he waited just at the entrance. “What is it now?” I tried asking without too much irritation.

“Well…” he hesitated. “Do you mind if I ask you something? My apologies if its rude. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, your Majesty.” he was looking off to the side by the time he was done speaking. Despite his nervousness at this moment, he always seems to have a blank face. Never any emotion. It brought back memories for a moment.

I faced him fully now. “Fine.”

He looked more nervous and put his hands behind his back. He looked me in the eye, “do you want to become a Light?” This time he asked without saying my title.

I looked at him with surprise as his question sunk in and it took me a while to find an answer. No one has ever asked me that. Anyone who did would usually be punished with death. I answered him with a scowl, “why do you ask?” I said a bit irritably. How dare he ask me something I’m obviously having troubles answering myself with?

He flinched a bit at my tone and looked to the side again. “I’m sorry, my King. I didn’t really mean anything by it. I was just curious. You don’t really seem that determined…” He didn’t finish his sentence. He looked at me again. “You seem troubled.”

I closed my eyes again to find a decent answer for my noble servant. Since I couldn’t find one, I changed the subject. “I better have me a Light before my men take them all.” I walked passed Haru toward the entrance. He moved aside swiftly with his head bowed. I ignored him and tried to focus on my thirst.

When I entered the hideout, there were only about…three and a half Lights left, two of them standing in their golden state, one of them on the ground. All were being harassed by my men who were either playing with their food or on the edge of thirst. I approached a Light that was standing and looked like he had all his blood still. He saw me and tried to attack, but I powered up into my dark state and formed a black ki band around one wrist. Moved behind his back to form another ki band on his other wrist and brought both of them together to the small of his back. Immediately, I dug into his shoulder with my razor sharp fangs as he let go of his golden state. I, for one, didn’t play with my food.

Our dark ki bands can drain any of the Lights’ ki and render them weak and useless. The Lights’ bands are the same except, of course, golden and can render any of us Shadows weak of their control. If say, dark ki bands were put on a Shadow, then they would either make him stronger, if he chose, or break them easily. Same goes for the Lights.

I drank about half of his warm blood and stopped. I drug him over to a few of the injured and let them devour the rest of his golden blood. I didn’t need that much of my strength if I’m going to give myself up to Kakarot. That way, I won’t have to fight so hard to defend myself. It would make it much more bearable, anyway.

I looked back over my shoulder to see the rest of the surviving prisoners. All my men stopped since I took the one. “Give the rest to the injured. We need as many men as we can get. Though, finish them off once drained. We don’t have enough blood to turn them.” I ordered whoever listened.

“But sire! What about the ones who are dying of thirst?” One spoke up bravely. Probably thirsty himself.

I ran my eyes over anyone that came across their sight. “Well, since it’s very unlikely that any of you will get lucky at capturing more Lights tonight, or anytime soon, I suggest you use the blood that we’ve stored.” There was a huge groan as a response. I rolled my eyes. Though I have to admit, stored Light blood isn’t as good as it is fresh. We needed it back in the day, but since I was coming up with cunning plans to capture more Lights lately, we just fed off of them. But now, that changed.

“But aren’t those for an emergency, sire? What if there’s not enough?” The same moron asked.

I looked around myself, like I was oblivious to everything around me. “Well, I guess you’re right. This doesn’t really seem like an emergency. Hell, maybe I was wrong about getting lucky at capturing more Lights tonight. Go on ahead and see if you can capture…” I turned around in a circle. “…500 Lights. Oh, and be sure to bring half that are starved and injured along with you. You just might get even more lucky.” I said all this with sarcasm and in a blink of an eye, I had the complaining moron by the neck and squeezed until his throat was crushed. I tossed him aside and blew his body to ashes.

I turned towards everyone else. “Anyone else want to ask any more ludicrous questions about my motives?” I continued when no one answered. “Good. Now, I won’t repeat myself. Do as I say.” I said the last part with as much venom as possible. Everyone scrambled to where we hid the stored blood.

I walked towards my chambers as everyone ran by me cautiously to their stored food. Maybe I over-exaggerated a bit. I didn’t really have to kill the man, but seriously, who asks questions like that? It’s infuriating. Though he was probably starving. Oh well, everyone gets the point. My faithful servant followed closely behind me.

I reached my chambers and stared out the window to watch the sky change colors from the oncoming sunrise. Haru followed me in and paced in front of the door. I inclined my head towards him, “you can go drink if you’re starved. You don’t have to follow me everywhere.” I continued to stare out the window. I kind of wanted to be alone.

My faithful servant stopped his pacing and stared at my back. “It’s alright, my King. I had a Light earlier.” he answered me kindly and continued pacing. I watched him in the glass.

I suddenly wanted to ask him a question, one that was similar to what he asked me earlier. “Haru?” he stopped his pacing again. “Would you prefer Kakarot to be a Shadow?” I wanted to kick myself and immediately regretted asking the question. Stupid. Though, him and I are…friends…aren’t we? The word itself was practically foreign to me.

I slowly turned to see his expression. He was…blank, like he was thinking about something really hard. He quickly got his bearings and answered, “If that is what you wish my King, then yes.” I smirked. He’s such a suck-up.

I took a few steps closer to him. “Why do you say that?” I wanted to test him or make him nervous, didn’t really matter. As long as I got some sort of reaction out of him.

He straightened himself. “Because my King, if that’s what makes you happy, then that’s all that really matters.”

I gave him an exasperated expression. “You’re not afraid to be honest with me, are you?”

He stared at me a bit. “Should I be, my King?”

I rolled my eyes and sat down on my red sofa. “I guess not.” I finally gave up. I looked out the window again. The sky continued changing all colors of the rainbow as the sun continued to rise closer to the horizon.

Haru sat in a chair next to me. “What’s troubling you, my King? If you don’t mind me asking? I would really like to know.” he asked me kindly.

I looked at him from an angle. No matter how many times in the past I’ve told him to call me by my name, he still goes by my title. I guess he’s that faithful to me. I smirked. How cute. No matter how obligated he feels towards me, or how comfortable I am around him, he won’t always get the answers he’ll want out of me. I wanted to change the subject.

I looked at his short, cropped, black hair. It used to be more silvery, when it was in the light. My eyes traveled down his perfectly sculpted face to blood red eyes. Eyes that always studied me, almost protectively. My eyes continued their travel down a sharp nose and almost motionless lips and ended their journey. It’s been awhile since I’ve really looked at my loyal servant. I asked almost hypnotically, “Do you remember when we first met, Haru?”

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Oi. A cliff hanger. Better get used to it. There shall be another one soon. Except, I’m not very proud of this one. There will be one in the future that I’ll be looking forward to though. *grins sadistically* Anyways, I winged this chapter too. I had some ideas but, they didn’t sound very appealing. In this one, I kinda wanted to reflect on how Vegeta behaves. Or what he’s like around his men. *Looks back at chapter* It seems to go both ways, doesn’t it? Soooooo, next chapter, how Vegeta and his loyal servant first met. ^^