The Dark and Light side of Love

I know, I lied. I said I was going to add this story over break, but I just couldn't wait! Ideas started coming to me nonstop, so I had to write something. Well, this is my first story! And it's yaoi! Hooray! I'm actually panicking at writing lemons and all the good stuff like that. I hope this first chapter is bearable to read. It may be talking about a lot of things at once, but I just want people to know what the story's about. Anyway, if this story starts to turn into a disaster, feel free to add a chapter or more. I might actually have to hire someone to do some of the writing for me. If the story gets off track, let me know; I'm not good at this kind of stuff. Its the prologue though, its suppose to be a little confusing, right? Reading everyone else's stories got me motivated to actually start a story of my own. This story is different than other yaoi stories that I've read. I hope it isn't too lame.


Prologue


Vegeta’s POV

I miss you.

I miss you more than my aching heart can bear. At least of what heart I have. I feel that this life of darkness is a prison, a cage to keep me distant from you, my love. Yet, I feel like this is the only life that I can live in, which scares me more than anything. I want to live a life with you again, but I’m afraid of the light. After all, it is our enemy, but it’s still possible for us to walk in it again. Though, I feel like the light won’t except me into it’s warm embrace at what it has to offer, to…live. I may seem like a walking corpse, cold and dead, but here I am, waiting to except your love again, waiting for you. I can’t be too sure if I want to live in your kind of life, maybe I want you to live in mine.

I sigh as I go back to our memories together, back when everything was easier. I don’t know why I torture myself thinking of you, maybe because I have nothing better to do than wait for the sun to rise, then go back to the cold , dark life underground, just waiting for the sun to set again. Why must the Gods punish us this way? Why did we have to fall for one another? The Gods have laid a cruel path before us, all we have to do is walk it and bear the tortures it holds in store for us.

I look out towards the horizon as the sun starts to show its warm rays in which I cannot feel. Strange. I can feel the warm blood that flows through your people, but I cannot feel the sun, which holds such light, embracing anyone who walks in it. I know better than to stand in the sun, but I just can’t help feeling hopeful that maybe someday, I’ll be yours again. I do wonder, how will you, my love, fair in the dark? Then you’d belong to me and I wouldn’t have to fear living in the light. You, however, will graciously except it because that is how our kind works you know. Though, I don’t want you to lose your sanity before the transformation is finished.

“My lord, the sun is up.” Haru, my worthy guard, has so obviously informed me, waking me from my musings of my love. I stand, at least I try before I stumble a little from having my energy taken from me. Haru rushes to my side and takes a hold of my arm to stable me and we hurry inside the small cave, the entrance to our hide-out, before the giant, light giving orb could steal my guards’ energy as well.

I grunt. “Curs-ed sun. If only we could live in the light as well.” I muse aloud as Haru guides me to the entrance to our dark underground hide-out by my arm; obviously not trusting me walking on my own. I let him guide me. I watch him as he follows obediently by my side. He doesn’t see me, but I smile. I smile at him, at the way he’s so fond of me and the way he reminds me so much of my love. After all, he seems to be the only one fond of me in our ‘race.’ At least, the only one that shows it. He won’t say he is because its already obvious. Again, my thoughts are interrupted as we stop at the entrance to our hide-out.

Haru opens the entrance with his energy, since I barely have mine. Damn star. I swear it mocks me. Well, that’s what I get for being careless I guess.

“Hurry! Our Prince needs a Light!” Haru announces to everyone as soon as we entered through the passage. I roll my eyes as everyone rushes to the holding cells containing our prisoners, our food.

See, we must live on our enemy’s blood. That’s how we Shadow’s survive. As do the Light’s live on our blood, except that they’re more…let’s say living. They can eat or drink other things, but it’s our blood that gives them their energy, their power; at least the power to fight us off.

Haru helps me sit down at a bench to wait for someone to bring me the Light.

We are at war. Why? Well, isn’t it obvious? We’re complete opposites, the Lights and Shadows; and it’s the way the Gods have chosen for our people to live. They can keep that kind of war, the reason why I’m fighting is so I can get my love back. Before he was so rightfully chosen to be the King of the Lights, we were together. Of course, that was years ago. I can still feel my heart break, my very soul rip apart, as I found out that we could no longer be together. On that day, I promised the very core of my being that I would have him back. As I saw the look on his face then, I knew that he had made the very same promise. Even with all of this going on, I know that it will soon pay off. Because I know that my love is fighting for me as well.

Of course, the sun is one of our weaknesses. Actually, any kind of light is harmful to us. We are shadows after all. It also means that the Light’s are harmful to us. When they transform, super saiyan, we lose our energy just by touching them. The same goes for them. When we transform in our dark state, they also lose energy. Even though both sides are saiyan, we’re completely different when it comes to power.

Finally, a Light is being brought to me. Now that I think about it, I haven’t had a Light all day. Just thinking about the lack of drinking blood makes me unbearably thirsty.

Two of my men drag a Light towards me. My thirst getting the better of me, I rush towards the barely conscious ‘meal’ and immediately bite his shoulder. The prisoner moans loudly in pain as I devour his warm pure blood. I’m not surprised by the small reaction, he’s been bitten several times. I drink greedily as my thirst is being quenched and a drop of the Light’s golden blood runs down his chest. I let go of the prisoner as I drank to the last drop and purr softly, delighted that my energy has came back to me.

“Do you want to keep him, your highness?” One of the men that brought the prisoner asked.

I study the prisoner for a time, then nodded my approval. “We could always use more Shadows.”

Both of the men next to the Light smirked maliciously and turned to the prisoner.

“Do want to have the honor in turning him, my prince?” Haru asked me.

I shook my head. “He’s all yours.” I referred to all of the men.

“Then I’ll do it.” Haru volunteered. I sat back at the bench I was sitting before and watched.

Haru bent down towards the prisoner, “do you wish to become an honorable creature of darkness or die a painful death like the scum you are?” He taunts the bloodless Light.

The Light was so distraught in knowing that he didn’t have many choices, weakly said, “shadow.”

Haru smirked. I know he likes to do his best to entertain me whenever I’m watching. Haru brought a small knife from his back pocket and moved it quickly across his wrist. He grabbed a hold of the weak being by his hair and brought him to his wrist. After the Light overcame his shock of what was happening, complied in drinking my loyal guard’s cold blood. After a minute or so, which the Light had drank about half of Haru’s blood, Haru let go of him and watched as the unconscious Light twitched and writhed on the rock floor as his body died. After a few minutes of tortured moans, Haru ordered one of the men still standing there to bring the new Shadow to a Light. He’ll be craving Lights for awhile.

After that show, I realized I was smiling. For some reason, it always makes me happy to see a Light have his innocence taken from him. Maybe because I had mine taken from me. Except in a way more different way.

Haru looked at me, as I could tell that he is reading me like I was none other than a book. Gleeful at the display, yet disturbed at such thoughts that it brought to mind. He walked over to me and looked at me as though demanding some sort of explanation. I just got up and walked past him towards my room as he followed closely behind. My bedroom is more of a hall really. I love it. It’s huge and cozy looking with black and red colors. I have a big, black, sofa, but I can’t really tell if its comfortable or not; its just furniture. I don’t have a bed, since we don’t sleep, so I just sit in here and ponder. Though, with the war going on and all, I try and come up with strategies in trying to get rid of the annoying Lights and to my love. I’m so sick of this boring…life, or death, however said.

I sit down on my sofa, as my mind again drifts into nothing but annoying thoughts. Haru looks at the expression on my face and decides to leave me to my thoughts. I pay him no mind, as I know that he’ll be standing outside the door, like he always does.

With the war going on between the Lights and Shadows, we never come back empty handed. We bring Lights to our hide-out as our source of food. As soon as their title as ‘food’ no longer suites them, then I decide whether they die or become like us. The Lights do the same with our people. In order for one to become a Shadow, we drink the Light’s blood to the last drop, then put a new kind of blood into his system, (females are rare, now mainly men are all that are born, thus male pregnancy is becoming more common) a Shadow’s. As soon as the new Shadow gets almost half the blood needed, his body would then start to die. As soon as he is reborn as a corpse, he would then drink from a Light. After that, the newborn would be craving Lights for a time until his body gets use to the new found taste of the warm blood.


Lights usually attack when its daylight, that way they‘ll have more of an advantage against us. Though, they would have to find us first. Us Shadow’s are always moving to new locations for our hide-out so the bloody Lights won’t be able to find out where we are. I have more of an army than a race of Shadows going on here, unlike my love’s ‘race.’ Or perhaps kingdom would be a more sufficient way to describe what he has going on. Yes, there are more Lights than Shadows. Sometimes its rare that a Light agrees to become a Shadow. The secret though, all depends on who we capture. If they are more annoyingly honorable than anything, then the damn Lights rather die than become one of us. Others, however, fear pain or death more than anything. Hmph, makes me wonder how they ever became a Light in the first place. Though, my love will accept anyone, no matter how cowardly they are. It makes sense though. No one wants to be forever succumbed in darkness. They rather choose…life…a life. If I had a choice, I’d be with my Kakarot, my sweet Kakarot. I’m surprised my mind hasn’t lost its sense in reality when thinking of my love.

Although, all the Shadows that serve me now, have agreed to be a creature of darkness. They were ones that didn’t deserve to be Lights. All of them have a dark yearning in their souls. When being a Shadow, its like being a minion of some dark lord. Ha ha, that’s me. After what has happened to me so many years ago, I bet anyone would assume that I was born to be a dark lord. After all, that is what my ‘loving’ father has taught me to be.

I grin at the memories of my childhood, of the reason why I am who I am, but my Kakarot has tried to ease my sadness with his love, his eyes, his voice, his arms, and much more. My love has given me what no one else should ever deserve to have from a god-like being such as him.

I blink as I realize my eyes are beginning to see red. I reach up to rub my eyes. “Damn you Kakarot. Why must the Gods torture me like this?”

We Shadows cry blood and like any other creature, also bleed the color red. While the Lights bleed gold. I must say, it is a most stunning sight when witnessing a bleeding Light. However, they cry crystalline tears. Almost like diamonds. Such gorgeous creatures, yet at the same time, I hate them for what they are. Gods in saiyan form, they seem to be. Sometimes, I wonder if I will be able to make Kakarot mine. A God is what he is, in my eyes. Turning him into a cold, dark Shadow does not seem like the Kakarot that I know and love deeply. If I take away that beauty that so much describes who he is, it just might tear me apart to turn him into what I am. Oh Kakarot, I need you somehow. I can’t turn you into a Shadow and I wouldn’t be able to stand to live in the beauty in which you call a…life. Ah! I can’t even say the word! Let alone in my head! I despise the very sound of it!

There go my eyes again. Why do I have to be so afraid? I need you my love, more than anything, but I just can’t seem to do ‘anything’ for you. Perhaps I don’t deserve you if I’m this cowardly to walk on the same ground as you. I was always taught to live in the darkness and to stay away from the light, for it will be my downfall. You are my only light, my love. Perhaps it is you that I fear.
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I know it probably wasn't very long, but give me a break here! It's finals week! Though in between finals I have nothing to do. In any case, I hope this chapter wasn't very confusing and not out of character. Well, like any other story, reviews would be most appreciated.

In the next chapter, I was planning on doing Kakarot's point of view next. Also in this chapter, I feel like I could've added more info on what my freaky little mind is scheming. Well, I guess I'll just have to wait for reviews.