Thinking

Viola's Perspective-

As I sat alone with the star of this world setting in the sky. The planet is slowly getting darker. I was left alone with nothing but my thoughts. I had time to contemplate, with nature surrounding me.

My father is dead, my mother is also dead. I have no siblings, no relatives alive. I am alone and it's my fault. What am I supposed to do? I can't return back to vector and I'm a wanted fugitive because of me kidnapping Veronica. I wasn't even supposed to keep her this long.

I ruffled my hair with both hands in frustration.

I have to return Veronica back to earth for her safety. I'm sure they can protect her better than I can. My own emotional weakness shouldn't be a crutch to keep her with me. That's it then I guess. I'm going to break the news to her when she returns when we're sitting at the campfire.

As I waited, Veronica eventually showed up. She brought one of the planet's inhabitants with her. We greeted each other. I joked with her about actually having to kill the stuff you hunt. She then asked me to name the creature.

I couldn't really think of anything. I couldn't really think in general. The only things on my mind as of late have been Veronica and my dad… That's it I guess. I'll name it after my dad.

"Uhh how about Vizen?"

Veronica instantly caught on to what my train of thought was. I was naming it after my father.

Veronica then proceeded to ask me now that my father's dead how does that make me feel. How the fuck does she think it makes me feel. I vocally let her now how stupid the question was and vented my frustration.

It may have been a bit much as her response was shaky and scared. I didn't want to make her feel that way. I didn't want to hurt her. I had to calm her down, I had to calm myself down.

"I'm doing as okay as I possibly can Veronica.

I just need time."

I just need time to cope in all honesty. Once I return Veronica I'll just become a bounty hunter, train hard and eventually get my revenge on my home world and its leaders. It's the least I can do even though the old man stopped me from helping. Honestly it was his fault.

As I was in that train of thought Veronica proceeded to apologize again. She informed me a bit about her upbringing and from the sounds of it she didn't really have a dad. I told her I'd be better off not having one. This made her angry which was unexpected. She said I was lucky to have him. She was right.

I let my own insecurities about my strength get the better of me there. It was my own fault. My own inability to protect.

Veronica noticed this pessimism and gave her perspective on what my father meant by perfect warrior. Her take on it was honestly insightful. If I have no loved ones, no family then I can't be a perfect warrior. I have no one to protect.

Veronica went on to say my father protecting me was an act of him being a perfect warrior. This made something click in my head. The perfect warrior doesn't always have to survive, as long as the person they're protecting is protected and saved. I may not have anymore loved ones to protect but I have Veronica…

Veronica, is here right now in my time of grief trying to comfort me. Veronica was right there with me when helping my father escape prison. Veronica was there when my father said I was close to being a perfect warrior. When he said it he looked at Veronica first. Wow, I'm an idiot. My dad saw it before I did. There's one way to confirm it though

I grabbed her by her face then I went in for a kiss.

Veronica's Perspective

What Viola just did had many implications but the sole thing on my mind is does she like me. Do I like her? I do find her attractive. I love her serious battle hardened personality. I appreciate her comforting me when I was having a panic attack. I loved helping her out. There's not really any reason to not like her in that way.

Wouldn't it just be me taking advantage of her emotional state. She's the one that kissed me though. I have no clue how to respond to this. I've never had a boyfriend let alone a girlfriend.

"I see your confusion Veronica."

"Confusion is an understatement."

"It's just uhh… I just realized something about myself and what my father meant and what my father wanted for me."

"I see."

"I want to protect you, I want to be a shoulder for you to lean on when you're distressed. I want to help you the same way you've helped me."

How could I refute her feelings? How could I refuse her love?I placed my hand gently on her face and stared deeply into her eyes. Melancholic silence surrounded us. Just the two of us, the only sentient life on this planet. Eyes locked onto one another's.

I went in for a kiss. The rest that proceeded to happen was merely the result of two people becoming one. As we held each other until the fatigue captivated us both.