Author's Notes : Okay, PLEASE don't be too harsh on me. This is my first song fic ever, so I'm still getting used to the idea. ^^; The song is Gunning Down Romance, by Savage Garden. I claim no ownership of the lyrics, but the story aspect of this fic is mine. ^^ I heard the song and realized how Vegeta/Goku-esque it was, and had to write this. ^^ This fic is really more fluff than anything else. Enjoy!
~Love and other moments are just chemical reactions in your brain
And feelings of aggression are the absence of the love drug in
In your veins~
Don't they think I feel? Pheh, stupid humans. They live their lives contendedly, habitually ignoring anything abnormal or amiss, unless it interfers with their daily routine. I wonder if they realize how simple they really are. Pathetic.
Well, relatively simple, anyway. There are still some things I don't understand about them. Emotions for one. Sure, I understand anger, jealousy, hurt, pain, suffering... all things I've personally experienced at one time or another. They're normal parts of life, for Saiya-jin and humans alike.
But what is this "love?" This warmth, this weakness that humans are so obsessed with? "That YOU are obsessed with as well, remember..." a nasty little voice in my head reminds me, before I banish it to the back of my mind. Crap. A load of shit, if you ask me. I am a prince. I need no one.
That voice again. Oh alright, fine. Anything to get you to shut up, okay? Yeah, I DO need someone, a someone who doesn't need me. Because he's already surrounded by children, and even if he's divorced that pathetic mate of his, he's still got friends.
I've got myself.
I'm alone on this planet, and I don't care. Or, I wouldn't if I didn't actually feel the pangs of loneliness, eating me from the inside...
I wish I could tell him how I feel, wish he would come to me...
But I can't. Damn my pride.
~Love come quickly
Because I feel my self-esteem is caving in
It's on the brink
Love come quickly
Because I don't think I can keep this moster in
It's in my skin~
They say here that patience is a virtue. Well, I'm slated to go to Hell then, because patient is the last thing I am right now. I can't keep this inside me any longer. Shit. Why can't I just scream it to the world?
Maybe I will. Out here, no one can possibly hear me. I throw back my head, open my throat, and...
"I LOVE YOU, KAKAROTTO!"
There. Marginally better. At least I don't feel like I'm going to throw up, or explode or anything. But the feeling is still there, occupying my mind, body, and spirit. Why won't it just go away? Leave me alone, let me be at peace.
"Ah, give in. You like the feeling, and you damn well know it."
Bloody fucking hell.
~Love and other socially acceptable emotions are morphine
Cleverly concealing primal urges often felt but rarely seen
Uh oh... This is bad. This is very bad. When did YOU get here?! I silently seethe, wondering just how much of my previous declaration Kakarotto has heard. I don't have very much time to ponder the matter, because a pair of boots, followed by a pair of legs, and finally the torso, arms, and head of a rather large man move into my field of view.
What the Hell are you doing here, Kakarotto? My voice is strained, hissing between my teeth.
He blushes, and stumbles over his words. Uhn. Baka, what the Hell is wrong with you? Are you okay?
"I...I was looking...looking for you." He finally manages to choke out something resembling a coherent sentence. I sneer disdainfully, still trying to regain my composure.
"What do you want, baka?"
I notice that his hand is hidden behind his back, and I blink.
"What are you hiding?"
His face brightens, as if he's suddenly remembered why he's here. Smiling, he holds out a large bunch of red roses. Flowers? For ME? Awwe, you SHOULDN'T have. I'm serious, by the way...
"No, you're not..."
~Love I beg you
Lift me up into that privileged point of view
The world of two
Love don't leave me
Because I console myself that Hallmark cards are true
I really do~
Rising to my feet, I take them, my heart beating at a rate that feels ten times faster than normal. They're beautiful, the color of blood, each one tightly closed. I'm about to comment on their beauty when my breath seems to suddenly disappear.
Kakarotto is hugging me, forcing every last ounce of breath out of my lungs. It's nice, but finally I hit him on the arm, as a reminder that some air would be much appreciated. He releases his grip, grinning sheepishly, as I massage my chest, feeling for any broken ribs.
My head snaps up. Vegeta...chan? Where in the name of Kami did THAT one come from?
"Ka...Kakarotto. What are these for?" I ask, with all the mentality of a child. Kakarotto smiles, then becomes serious. "It's Valentine's Day, you know..."
So it is. I'd completely forgotten. Valentine's Day, the Chikyuu day of love, hearts, and flowers. Wait a minute... Boy, I'm quick today. Kakarotto is giving flowers to ME. It's Valentine's Day. I wonder...
"...you." I shake my head, and blink.
"Nani?" I apparently missed something rather monumental, because Kakarotto's entire demeanor droops. He turns, and begns to walk away.
"It's nothing. Nevermind."
~I'm gunning down romance
It never did a thing for me
But heartache and misery
Ain't nothing but a tragedy~
I run after him, and grab his arm.
"No. What did you say? I wasn't paying attention."
He looks at me, and I can see a pained look in his eyes.
"I said, 'I love you.' I heard what you said, and thought you felt the same way. I guess you were joking."
How did you hear me?
~Love don't leave me~
"No." I'm surprised by my own admission, and he is as well, apparently. He turns, and looks down into my face.
"You mean you...you...I..." I silence him.
"Love you, yes." It's my turn to blush now, as I place my hands around his neck. "I...I have something for you, too..."
Pulling his face downwards, I brush a gentle, brief, chaste, and, above all, awkward kiss across his lips. His eyes widen, and he breaks into a huge grin. I grunt as he grabs my entire body crushing it to his once more, and gasp as he covers my lips in a passionate kiss, one much more...experienced than my own.
"There, now. That's a little more like it. I bet you didn't know a tongue could do THAT, did you?"
My life has just been completely altered, shredded, and probably thrown into Hell. And I'm loving the feeling.
~Take these broken wings
I'm going to take these broken wings
And learn to fly
And learn to fly away
And learn to fly away~
"Aishiteru, Kakar... Goku."
Heh. Maybe humans aren't as stupid as I thought...
~I'm gunning down romance~