Vegeta's POV
I carried on flying - I had no particular idea where I was actually going but all I knew was that I needed to leave; fast. How could this fool have such an affect on me? I wasn't baffled by these silly emotions, I was a ruthless, perfect warrior who was trained to fight with no mercy. So now why was I suddenly feeling the urge to have his lips on mine, to submit towards him when I was usually so dominant and outgoing? I had no idea. I kicked the grass angrily in front of me, and put my hands on my head sighing in frustration. My heart was telling me to go back to Kakarot but my head was telling me to stay here and never go back. I couldn't leave fully, there was a overpowering surge in my heart that was preventing me from leaving - it wanted me to stay.
But it couldn't be true? I must be fooling myself. Why would I ever have feelings for that Baka? Sure, I actually admit we had become close friends, and I am quite fond of him. But maybe because I haven't found a mate for so long I'm just getting desperate for some company, and some real emotions: apparently unless you allow the feelings then you'll never be truly happy, and you will actually feel unusually resentful towards your mate. But this isn't forever, as your urges get stronger.
