Varlia Saga: The Joining of Love by Kitty
Prologue
He stood still, his exterior calm and collected. No emotion showed on his face as none were expected or desired. He glanced around at the few who were gathered here for the ceremony. All were waiting for the new arrival. It was almost time.
Bardock, captain of the royal guards, stepped up to the podium to begin his speech. All listened intently. Once finished each went forward to present a gift and a blessing to the newborn who was fresh out of the birthing chamber. Bardock stood to the side, once again still and calm on the outside but anxious and excited on the inside. This was his second birthing but it was just as anxiety-provoking as the first.
His mate had recently passed away in a warrior's death. An unfortunate incident but one which he could not dwell on because he was a Saiyan. Feelings were for the weak. He took no time away from his duty as captain but continued on as if nothing of significance had happened. Although he would admit it to no one his mate's death left him a hollow shell of a Saiyan. His only reason for living now was his older son Radditz and his newborn whom he had decided to call Kakarot.
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Kakarot was a mischievous little boy who always got into trouble. Bardock tried his best to instill discipline and honor in the boy. He was never sure if those lessons took or not. But the boy did have charm he could not deny that. Just one look from those puppy-dog eyes saved his ass from a whooping on more than one occasion. Even the Prince was not immune to his infectious nature.
"Halt, boy! You there. What are you doing around my quarters?!" commanded the young Prince.
Kakarot paused in his searching and looked up. He was ignorant of the other boy's rank and title.
"Shh. Keep your voice down. You'll scare them away," he said completely unaware of his breach of Saiyan law and custom. Disrespect to a royal was punished by dishonorable death.
"What?!" Vegeta was shocked. How dare that third-class whelp tell him to keep his voice down.
"Be quiet. Teedlebugs are very sensitive to sound. If you can catch one you get a wish. Hey, maybe you can help me. How 'bout it?" he gave a goofy grin.
An eyebrow rose. This boy was obviously one star shy of a cluster. "Foolish boy. There are no such things as Tee-duh-bugs," he replied in a superior tone as he walked toward the boy.
"Really? How do you know?"
"Because I know everything. Besides my tutor never mentioned them," said the Prince.
"Oh. Well I haven't been to school yet so it's okay. I know they exist."
Vegeta was skeptical. "Have you ever seen them?"
"No," replied Kakarot.
The young Prince laughed. "Then how do you know they exist if you've never even seen them?"
"Because they do," Kakarot replied firmly.
Vegeta groaned at the boy's erroneous logic. "You're a moron."
"What's a moron? Is that a good thing?"
"No," he said flatly.
Kakarot grew and soon was old enough to attend school. He was a very good student. His boyhood ignorance was replaced by warrior intelligence and cunning. His friendship with the Prince greatly helped his career. He arose to ranks unreachable by a third-class warrior. His father, Bardock, couldn't have been more proud of his youngest son.
Although he never did catch any Teedlebugs it seemed he got a wish after all. Without them he never would have become friends with the Prince or meet his future mate. Those were good times. He and the Prince went Teedlebug hunting many more times during their youth and the bond that grew between them was invaluable.
* * *
A/N: This is a short prologue just to sort of set the stage for the later chapters which will follow along with the other story Varlia Saga: The Finding of Love (and continue on) but from mostly Kakarot's point of view.
Prologue
He stood still, his exterior calm and collected. No emotion showed on his face as none were expected or desired. He glanced around at the few who were gathered here for the ceremony. All were waiting for the new arrival. It was almost time.
Bardock, captain of the royal guards, stepped up to the podium to begin his speech. All listened intently. Once finished each went forward to present a gift and a blessing to the newborn who was fresh out of the birthing chamber. Bardock stood to the side, once again still and calm on the outside but anxious and excited on the inside. This was his second birthing but it was just as anxiety-provoking as the first.
His mate had recently passed away in a warrior's death. An unfortunate incident but one which he could not dwell on because he was a Saiyan. Feelings were for the weak. He took no time away from his duty as captain but continued on as if nothing of significance had happened. Although he would admit it to no one his mate's death left him a hollow shell of a Saiyan. His only reason for living now was his older son Radditz and his newborn whom he had decided to call Kakarot.
* * *
Kakarot was a mischievous little boy who always got into trouble. Bardock tried his best to instill discipline and honor in the boy. He was never sure if those lessons took or not. But the boy did have charm he could not deny that. Just one look from those puppy-dog eyes saved his ass from a whooping on more than one occasion. Even the Prince was not immune to his infectious nature.
"Halt, boy! You there. What are you doing around my quarters?!" commanded the young Prince.
Kakarot paused in his searching and looked up. He was ignorant of the other boy's rank and title.
"Shh. Keep your voice down. You'll scare them away," he said completely unaware of his breach of Saiyan law and custom. Disrespect to a royal was punished by dishonorable death.
"What?!" Vegeta was shocked. How dare that third-class whelp tell him to keep his voice down.
"Be quiet. Teedlebugs are very sensitive to sound. If you can catch one you get a wish. Hey, maybe you can help me. How 'bout it?" he gave a goofy grin.
An eyebrow rose. This boy was obviously one star shy of a cluster. "Foolish boy. There are no such things as Tee-duh-bugs," he replied in a superior tone as he walked toward the boy.
"Really? How do you know?"
"Because I know everything. Besides my tutor never mentioned them," said the Prince.
"Oh. Well I haven't been to school yet so it's okay. I know they exist."
Vegeta was skeptical. "Have you ever seen them?"
"No," replied Kakarot.
The young Prince laughed. "Then how do you know they exist if you've never even seen them?"
"Because they do," Kakarot replied firmly.
Vegeta groaned at the boy's erroneous logic. "You're a moron."
"What's a moron? Is that a good thing?"
"No," he said flatly.
Kakarot grew and soon was old enough to attend school. He was a very good student. His boyhood ignorance was replaced by warrior intelligence and cunning. His friendship with the Prince greatly helped his career. He arose to ranks unreachable by a third-class warrior. His father, Bardock, couldn't have been more proud of his youngest son.
Although he never did catch any Teedlebugs it seemed he got a wish after all. Without them he never would have become friends with the Prince or meet his future mate. Those were good times. He and the Prince went Teedlebug hunting many more times during their youth and the bond that grew between them was invaluable.
* * *
A/N: This is a short prologue just to sort of set the stage for the later chapters which will follow along with the other story Varlia Saga: The Finding of Love (and continue on) but from mostly Kakarot's point of view.