"It's going to be ok mother, I swear to you." Vegeta hugged his mother, ruffling her hair.
"Sweety, this job is hard and dangerous, you can get cut and hurt easily." Luna spoke to her son, looking up at him, "Let me do it honey."
"No mom, you're too fragile to be working in the fields, you need rest mom, you're way too old to be working. Mom, I swear to you once again that I'll be back home safe and sound. You'll see mom, I'm strong, I'm the saiyan prince."
Luna bit her lip, looking up at her son with a worried look, her arms letting him go slowly, "Promise me you'll be careful sweety."
"I swear it mom, and if I do get hurt, I'll promise to wash tonight's dishes."
Luna smiled and placed a kiss on her son's forehead, "Be careful darling."
"I will." Vegeta smiled.
The sound of a bus coming to it's stop, followed by a horn suddenly erupted from a bus stop, it's doors opening.
"That's for me mom! I promise to you I'll return home safely."
Luna nodded, this time with more confidence towards her son, "Go get 'em dear and show them hiring you wasn't a mistake."
"That I will demonstrate." Vegeta smirked his prideful smirk as he took off to the bus, who had honked once more.
"Goodbye mom." Vegeta waved as he ran, Luna waving back.
"Oh God who rules upon us in the heavens, please take care of him. Let nothing bad happen to him please. I ask of you God."
Vegeta had taken a seat down on the second row of the bus, the one next to the window. He always loved seating near the window to see the outside world he was traveling around.
"The mountains here . . . the green and bright mountains . . . they seem unending . . . it's so beautiful here . . "
Vegeta blushed as he looked up at the clouds that seemed to be moving along with him. He smiled as he stared into their depths, being soaked up. He suddenly jumped up at the sound of his favorite song being played, others beginning to smile and try to sing it. Knowing the words, Vegeta stood up and began to sing it.
"Surrounded of silence and no love
Things that heart doesn't forget
My life is breaking into thousands of pieces
When your memories torture my reason."
Many people began to look back at the angelic voice that had hit the notes spot on and sang the song by it's correct words. Vegeta closed his eyes and continued to sing.
"I would like to invent myself a lie
That what we had wasn't love
That it was a bad joke by destiny
And that giving you my body and soul was a mistake."
Smiles appeared across people's faces and their attention was completely on Vegeta now.
"Ay Gaviota! You still believe
that love will come back to your heart.
That his arms didn't turn in chains,
and that his betrayal is just a mirage."
People began to cheer and applaud Vegeta as he continued to sang, his vocal cords reaching those outside as they worked.
"Ay Gaviota! Once and for all,
you learn the things that are involved within love.
What you have one day, the next day you loose,
and memories turn into prison.
Ay Gaviota haaaaaaaaay . . .
Ay Gaviota uuuuuu . . .
Ay Gavitota haaaaaaaay . . .
Ay Gaviota uuuuuu . . . "
The people cheered on, requesting the prince to continue his role, but sadly, the bus had come to a halt, the cheering depleting all over the place. Vegeta blushed as he stopped singing, looking around at the many people staring at him, even from outside for God sake! All of them then clapped and some whistled. Vegeta couldn't believe it, he never had sang in such a big mob of people and had gotten so much admiration.
"Dad, it's becoming my responsibility to start governing the people over this land for the good of our company. Whenever you're sickly and people are waiting for answers, there's nothing for them to do and we loose business. Please dad, listen to me. You're all worked up from this, let me take care of this."
"Son, it's alright, I can handle more for a couple of years to come. Believe me."
The tall male hissed as he turned his back on his father then faced him again, "Dad! You gotta understand, we got millions we are talking about here. Millions of dollars we could loose! Millions that you worked so hard for! Can't you trust me enough? I'm your son!"
The older male sighed as he looked up at his son, "Goku, are you sure you can handle this? It really is a tiring job to do. It requires strength, faith, hope, and good communication and speech."
The black haired saiyan nodded, "Dad, I did what I had to learn in school. I took speech classes. I'm ready dad, all my life, I've only been working up to this. I've been preparing for this moment in my life. Never have I ever felt so ready to take over your command, especially if we're talking about your health and the company's wages."
The sickly Bardock sighed once again and looked at his dear son, "Are you really sure Goku?"
"I'm positive dad! Please let me take your place in the company. I'll continue to make it prosper, I promise upon my life dad."
Bardock smiled, "I trust you son . . . please take care of this company. You're now in charge my son, I'll file this for others to know."
Goku's eyes widened, his lips forming a smile, "Thanks dad! I'll go check on the workers!"
"Be safe my son." Bardock waved as Goku ran off.
"Now, to work on those papers." Bardock then rolled over to his working place on his wheelchair.
"Alright guys! Cheers to the new age of working!" the workers smiled as they lifted up their maguey made cups filled with the company's finest tequila.
Vegeta smiled brightly and sipped it up, his co-workers smiling as they dispatched to work. The prince began to walk to his area of work, taking a shovel into his hands as he did so. He whistled a song to himself as he worked, not far, Goku greeting his workers. But sooner or later, the prince began to sang the song he had sang in the bus loudly, catching Goku's attention.
"Such a beautiful voice . . . who can that be?"
Goku looked over his shoulder to find the prince harvesting the sharp and dangerous plant. To his displeasure, Vegeta was singing way too loud.
"Hyah." Goku patted the horse's neck as it began to scurry towards Vegeta's direction. The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground over and over again then came to a halt as Goku patted on the horse's head for it to stop.
"Hey, don't you think you're singing a bit too loud?" Goku spoke out with a husky voice.
Vegeta's eyes widened as he looked up from his work to set his eyes on Goku.
"Sorry." Vegeta replied.
"But I got to say, it's the best singing I've heard in a lifetime." Goku smiled angelically, Vegeta blushing as a reply.
"Thanks."
"Hey . . . do you have tonight free though?" Goku looked down at Vegeta.
Vegeta's eyes widened, "Why so?"
"I'd like to invite you to the best bar in town that's why."
"Is this an invitation to a date?"
"Maybe." Goku smiled.
Vegeta's heart then skipped a beat, one of the workers calling afar for the big male.
"Hey listen, I have to go, I'll see you tonight alright? You can sing your heart out at the bar my mockingbird."
"S-Sure." Vegeta smiled and blushed brightly.
Goku nodded and patted his horse again, hoofing away from Vegeta.
"My god, he's so handsome . . . Goku was his name right? I'll never forget that . . . Goku . . ."