Too Strange to Call you Dad
Summary: Kakarotto is living a fairly good life. The prince is his boyfriend, and his family lives rich and fruitful... but he's missing one thing in his life... his real father. VegeKakaPlanetVegetaAU)
A/N: : D Bardock and Goku father-son goodness plz? Yeah. Sure. This was written a few days ago and I hope it turns out okay. Please enjoy!
IMPORTANT Notes: Raddix is going to be the little brother. XD Yeah, there's yaoi too. And I made up the mom. Just warning you about these things O:
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All the wrong sounds, all the wrong voices, all the wrong feelings.
Young Onyx eyes watched helplessly at the infant. He cried, mouth quivering with each loud yell that emitted from the dear child. Broken, clouded eyes watched through the clear glass window at the tail that whipped around and the tears that shattered by the cradle. None of the nurses knew what to do with him, and he still wasn't quieting down after several long moments.
Still, the teenager couldn't believe his eyes, he was terrified. His heart pounded wildly in his aching chest as he stared at the baby who looked identical to him within the hospital nursery. It was but a boy.
His boy.
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Saiya-jinn travel a lot. Or at least, that's what mom said when I asked her about dad.
"Niisan…"
Her story was simple, he went somewhere then never came back, but by the way her eyes would shake and water, I knew there was more to it then just that. I knew for one thing that he wasn't dead, or she wouldn't be so angry at it and unforgiving.
"Nii-isan/i"
My mom has no pictures of my dad, and probably any left were burned—I saw a secret pile of ash from behind her bed labeled 'Bardock'.
"Gah! Kaka-baka!"
Even though she seems so calm and happy, and overall, moved on, there was always something resting deep in her heart. A darkness so strange that. I guess, she doesn't want me to know.
Raddix grabbed my nose.
"Bah, what are you doing?"
"You're blanking out again, stupid." I sighed, resting my head back on the pillow.
"Raddix, let me sleep for at least ten years longer."
"Mom's gonna kill you." He responded, obviously smirking, "and you're gonna miss breakfast."
My stomach growled at the mention of food.
Well, I guess I can skip ten years of beautiful sleep, but only with the exception of food… especially if that included mom's cooking.
Raddix ran out of the room and I sat up, rubbing the back of my head in discomfort. I felt oddly dizzy, and I hated it. I guess I thought too much. But I can't help but reach the clues from the corners of my mind… who are you, father?
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A/N: This is only the prologue. The actual chapters will start later. : D Please tell me what you think!