Disclaimer: I do NOT own dragon ball z or the characters I do own the plot

Warning: This contains Yaoi (Guy x Guy for those who don't know) the couple is Vegeta and Goku (Kakarott) .You don't like don't read. It also contains rape, sex, and violence. Again don't like don't read!

"Talk"

'Thoughts'

(My thoughts)

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.: point of view change:.

* Flashback*

Vegeta silently looked at himself in the mirror. Today was his big day...his wedding day. He knew he should have been happy, yet his heart seemed to be elsewhere. The man he was marrying was strong, handsome, and kind, but for somereason he couldn't bring himself to actually love the man. Well he had to do it no matter how he felt...as his father always said if it helps Vegeta-sei thenyou do it. With his marriage to the warrior prince named Broly it would unite the two saiyan kingdoms and they could rise up against Frieza. They had alreadytried making a offer to Frieza which included Vegeta having to stay with him and do as he said. The plan had worked until his father found out Frieza had triedto rape him, so they knew that they had no other choice and saiyan race would have to fight for freedom. Now Vegeta was being forced to marry someone he didn't like, let alone love. It hurt his head to think about it.

"Damn it all to hell" Vegeta muttered to himself as tears of frustration and sadness rolled down his cheeks. He put his head in his arms to hide his tears and silence his sobs. The door quietly opened and another saiyan entered the room. The prince was so caught up in crying that he didn't hear him enter. Slowly the taller saiyan walked over to the young prince's side and carefully he wrapped his arms around him. Vegeta moved suddenly but once the familiar scent of spring water and lemon hit his nostrils he stopped.

"Kakarott...what are you doing here?" the prince asked. Kakarott was one of his personal helpers and one of his closest friends. The had known each other since they were little. He had Dark chocolate eyes and jet black spiked hair. For a slave he was muscular and handsome.

"isn't it my duty to make my prince happy? I was walking by and heard you sobbing. What's wrong master?" the slave replied.

"...n-nothing Kakarott I'm fine...and I wasn't crying"

"but if you weren't crying why are there tears on your cheeks?" A smile broke out over Kakarott's face, but on Vegeta's a frown and a light pink blush.

"whatever" The smaller snorted embarrassed by being caught in a lie.

"please, my prince, tell me what's wrong" Gently Kakarott wiped the remaining tears away. The blush on the smaller saiyan's cheeks brightened. With a sigh he looked the slave in the eye.

"I don't want this" he whispered lowering his head. "I want to choose my own destiny...my own mate...I mean what will happen if Broly and I don't get the mating mark the first time... I'm scared I'm still a virgin...I don't want my first time to be with him I want it to be with someone I love. I haven't had my first kiss I mean god I'm only 17 I haven't even gotten to experience life" Vegeta began to cry again. Why was it he could let his guard down in front of Kakarott? The taller saiyan gently lifted the prince's chin.

"You have kissed someone My prince...don't you remember?"

The small saiyan closed his eyes as he tried to remember...

* Flashback *

Vegeta playfully ran around the corner as he went to find his friend. Smiling he ran to his secret meeting place, a little passage way he found which led to a hidden room. The small prince opened the door to find Kakarott sitting in a chair waiting for him. Quickly the slave got up and bowed.

"Hi Prince 'Geta" He smiled

"Hello Kakarott. Are you ready to go?"

"yes" Kakarott picked up a picnic basket and followed the prince outside and into the bushes. Deep into the bushes there was a opening which led to another secret of Vegeta's. It was a small room like hole in the bushes. The prince had moved some furniture in there a while back. It was always changing, this time it has a wooden table and chairs so they could eat. Quickly Kakarott pulled out Vegeta's chair for him. Smiling Vegeta sat and watched while the taller saiyan pulled out the food. He couldn't help but smile at the other saiyan. Vegeta had always had a small crush on the taller saiyan and he wanted to be with him when he was older, but he knew this was impossible because of the class difference. Still when he was with Kakarott everything felt so right. A blush captivated his cheeks before he did a risky thing.

"Kakarott...?" Vegeta asked

"yes my prince." The slave asked before turning to face the smaller saiyan.

"...D-do you love me..."

"...hn...of coarse my lord you're my prince"

"no...not like that...do you love me for me. I mean...if I wasn't your prince and I was in the same class as you...would you still love me...? "He lowered his head expecting the worst.

" would I still love you...? Yes...I would...may I touch my prince?" Vegeta nodded and the other saiyan enlaced their fingers. "You're handsome, kind, strong...I would love you no matter what."

"really..."

"yes"

The prince lifted his head and pressed his lips to Kakarott's. He shut his eyes tightly and grasped the other's hands afraid to let go. He expected he was going to be pushed away to his surprise the taller saiyan blushed and returned the kiss. He licked the smaller's bottom lip and slid his tongue in the other's mouth. For what seemed like hours they sat letting their tongues dance together but the time to breath came all to fast. Delicately they released each other and Vegeta rested his head on the broad shoulders of his slave and breathed in heavily. Kakarott's muscular arms wrapped around the small form and cuddled it close.

*end flashback*

Vegeta blushed as he realized what Kakarott was talking about.

"you...and I...kissed..." Kakarott nodded and looked down thinking the prince was mad. He couldn't blame him though...he kissed a third class slave.

" Kakarott..." the prince's soft voice broke his train of thought.

"yes my lord."

"do it again..."

"do what again?"

"Kiss me...like you did back then...please"

"a-are you sure...?"

"yes" Vegeta enlaced their fingers and looked the other in the eye. "I want this..."

"alright." Slowly Kakarott lowered his lips to the prince's. A fire roared through them as their lips met again. Feverishly they ravished each others lips feeling the need to be closer. The clacking of boots made them stop and look towards the now opening door.

(I hope you enjoy this story so far and it may take a while for me to update but i'll try to as soor as i can. Review please?)