TITLE: The day I
met you
AUTHOR: Kichi
PAIRING (if applicable): none
RATING: PG-13
WARNINGS: none
NOTES: Mine and DJFusion's challenge for each other
ARCHIVE: www.geocities.com/kichisama666/drabble.html
SUMMARY: Trunks thinks about meeting Vegeta for the first time.
I had always wondered how alike we are.
I knew what I had gotten from my mother; my weird sense of humor is
about the only thing besides the hair color. Or so I
thought. The day I met you I realized a good deal of things.
One being that I have more in common with my mother
than with you. Our faces are the same, and we have that same
heady power rushing through our veins.
But other than that we are nothing alike.
I always wondered what you were like. How you
grew up and the things you liked to do. I always imagined things
in my head. Things about you. Things like how you and mom
met, what your life was like before you came to Earth. All
of this.
Meeting you made me realize what a fool I was
to even think such things. But how could I have really known?
I've really never met anyone like you.
And I hope I never do again.
In all honesty I feel sorry for you. How
could someone wear such a mask? Is it even a mask? You're
arrogant and self-centered and cold. You almost let me and my
mother die and you didn't even blink.
How can someone be like that? How can someone
just not care about anything at all? I don't understand and I doubt I
ever will.
I mean, I tried to for a moment. I
really tried to think about it. How- what could make you this
way. What on Kami's green Earth could make someone so detached-
so utterly apathetic.
Well I shouldn't say apathetic. There is
one thing you care about.
Super Saiyan.
I almost didn't want to transform in front of you,
because I kinda' have a feeling that seeing me as a Super Saiyan is the
equivalent of kicking you in the balls.
But I did what I had to do. If I had stayed in
the future, Goku would have defeated Frieza, but not before that weird
lizard destroyed half of the planet.
And not before he tortured you nearly to death in
front of everyone.
That makes me the most curious. Morbidly
curious I should say.
When mom told me the story I had always assumed that
Frieza's main target was Goku. Mom said that you worked for him
for years, but I never once thought that it might be unwillingly.
I realized how silly the thought was when she'd told me exactly what
Frieza did to you in my time.
Is this why you are so devoid of all emotion?
Did he beat it out of you? Did all your years as his slave take
everything from you? I wish I knew. I wish I could help
you. But I really don't think I can.
I don't even think I'd have the balls to try. Your
expression is one of contempt at all times, daring anyone to challenge
you in anyway. I'll be honest. You scare me. Mom is a
lot braver than I ever imagined. I give her a lot of credit for
raising me and Gohan after the androids killed everyone. But I'll
never fathom how she ever got close to you.
Maybe it is her strength that drew you to her.
We are all alike in that regard. No one's will can ever oppose
our own for long. We always get what we want, although our
methods are vastly different.
And that is the thing that bothers me, your
methods. We will always fight, you and I. It is a part of
us that will never go away. But I fight to protect those I
love. You, I think, love nothing but power.
In an unguarded moment I saw you with your defenses
done. Hatred was coming from you in waves like a blast of heat
from an oven. I went cold. I had seen that look countless
times on the faces of androids 17 and 18. It was the most intense
loathing and animosity. I knew you just wished you could kill us
all. And you would have if you were a Super Saiyan, I'm
sure. To you, we are so far beneath you that we are just barely
worth killing.
And the realization, that you hate us that much and
yet do and say nothing, scares me even more. You have decided not
to kill us and so you won't. You act as if it doesn't effect you,
and I wonder how- how can someone just lock it all away like that?
It can't be because you're Saiyan. Son Goku
isn't like that at all. He feels emotions freely, even
anger.
I can't explain it all, but I know I'm not like
you. I've never met anyone like you. And I wish I could do
something- anything to help you see that Earth is as good as any place
else. Mom loves you- I know she does! She said it was just lust,
but I could tell- her eyes when she talked about you- she loves you and
could maybe even make you happy, if you ever let yourself feel the
emotion.
I wish I could talk to you. I tried once and
embarrassed myself. I wish I could yell at you like the younger version
of my mom and say things you didn't want to, but needed to hear.
But I doubt you'd listen even if I had the courage.
The End
(I kinda want to write a fic about my sly little inference into what
happened when Frieza showed up in Mirai Trunks' time now! Gah! Too...
many.. ideas!!)
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