The Life of a Prince
Chapter 1: Finally, the Fighting's Over
AN: Hey, me again! I decided to try my hand at a chibi Vegeta fic and this is what came out. Hope you like!
Disclaimer: I'm broke. Do you really think I would ever own this? How could I if I'm broke, and why would I anyways?
Chapter 1: Finally, the Fighting's Over
The sun has just risen on a glorious new day for the Saiyan race. A very tall and muscular Saiyan with the strangest hairstyle stands atop a building looking down upon his race and the ruins of a once prosperous and grand city, now a mere shadow of its former glory. As he stands there like a statue his every feature lighting up with a reddish tint at the sunrise's light, he looks more like an angel in chaos than a proud Saiyan warrior.
"My fellow Saiyans," he calls out in a deep and commanding voice that rings out clear despite all the noise and talking, "today we have found ourselves a planet to call our own. No one who stands against the might of our race shall ever prevail!" An uproar of cheers and shouts rings out, cutting the dismal atmosphere with the mighty sword of joy and relief. The tall Saiyan throws up both arms to silence the crowd. All the shouts and cheers die down until only the whistling of the wind can be heard. He lowers his arms again.
"Our new planet needs a lot of work done until it can be something we can be proud of. We need to make ourselves a stable living environment out of this," he extends his right arm out towards the ruins and says with an angry tone, "this barren wasteland. I will not allow our race to continue living the way our ancestors have, in caves and huts. I will not allow us to run from galaxy to galaxy with only a spaceship to live in. I've envisioned our race as better than that. I envision us living in grand cities and homes. That's the kind of world I want for our children and our children's children. I only ask of you your help in making my dream a reality."
"Who are you to be saying all this to us? It's not like you're one of the Vegeta's, " a male Saiyan close to the tall one calls out.
"Actually," he says with a smirk," I am the last surviving member of the Vegeta Clan."
"Oh, well, I guess I should shut up then," the other male says rather softly.
"Now," the last member of a dead clan says as he turns to face the majority again, "Who's with me?" An explosion of "I am" 's cuts through the air, echoing off the ruined city buildings.
One year later:
"I still can't believe that we have come so far in only nine years," a male with an impressive physique says.
"We couldn't have done it without you, Vejiita," a female Saiyan with short wild locks of auburn says as she runs her fingers up and down his arms and tail. He shudders from the contact. He goes to the window. As he looks out, he sees a very large and grand building in the process of being built. He looks on confused.
"What building is that, Serenity?" he asks his companion as he looks upon her. She rises from where she sat on her sofa. She walks over to her couplet (AN: couplet means boyfriend or girlfriend in Saiyan).
"That building," she says, "will be the home of our grand leader, Governor Vejiita, and his beautiful mate, Serenity." He blushes slightly at hearing this before realization dawns on him.
"You mean that you're accepting my offer?" he asks bewildered.
"Wouldn't have said it otherwise," she says slightly annoyed. The Saiyan governor gives her a slight smile; she returns the favor with a smile of her own. Vejiita's facial expression morphs back to its usual emotionless self.
"I was hoping you'd say that," he says slightly relieved. She lays her head on his chest, being too short to reach his shoulder. He looks upon his future mate and wraps one of his massive arms around her. She looks to him before relaxing into his chest again. The two continue to stare out at the nearly completed building.
AN: Sorry the chappy was so short. It was supposed to be longer, but I cut a lot of it out to put into the next chappy. Sorry that chibi wasn't in it as well, but he will be coming soon. Maybe the third or fourth chappy just gotta get all this pre-prince things over with. It'll take a while to type the second chappy cuz the second chappy is twice as long as this one. Please review even if you thought it sucked.