*6-2-2015 Hi all! Just going through and editing, possibly changing a bit as well. I can really see a difference in my writing as I look back on this. It made me cringe just a bit. For anyone who is just now reading this, please pardon the terrible mistakes and the corny stuff. I'm in the process of trying to fix this along with writing on the sequel. Not much to edit here, but the remaining chapters will change. Thank you for the supporters who have already read this and stuck with me all the way through.

Be My Mate

Prologue

The darkened skies of planet Vegeta reached towards the palace walls that contained the most powerful warriors and royal blood. It had been many years since the Tuffles war and the Saiyan race soon became powerful and advanced in many ways, and not just in strength, but in knowledge and leadership. A young King Vegeta flew over his home planet with his faithful soldiers by his side, looking over the production of villages and accomplishments his people had achieved. They were no longer beasts or ruthless people of Vegeta, but now they were strong and fearless with intelligence. But the King only applauded the strong and fearless elite warriors of his planet. Lower class Saiyan's seemed to be proven worthless besides being sent into battle first to distract the opposing enemy. It was their only useful purpose, he thought. Their offspring's were even worse and weaker than the first class Saiyan's, and he would never allow the difference in classes to multiply together. It would be complete destruction to the new future of his fearless planet. The royal blood was the strongest of any of the classes, and he would see to it that his brats would only mate with the greatest of their kind. He would also see to it that his family line would one day reach the Legendary power all Saiyan's hoped and prayed for.

King Vegeta was completely caught up in his thoughts that he did not notice a bright light rise behind him. Only the screams of his following soldiers brought him from the dreams as he flew. He felt his body being forced to the right as a large blast flew by him, searing his arm from the intense heat. King Vegeta looked at who had pushed him out of the way, and who had risked their own life to save their king. He recognized the face as his vision cleared from the large explosion in the planets crust. It was that low class soldier Bardock, and he was panting violently from the quick decision to push the King out of harms way. Bardock stared over his shoulder and the King couldn't quite make out what he was saying, to shocked from his faithful follower that…saved…him. Bardock saved the King, but they weren't out of hot waters just yet. Another large blast came from the sky in the distance and it was aimed straight for the King again. Bardock turned towards the powerful light and blocked the King with his body. As the attack hit Bardock, it knocked him into the King, sending them towards the ground and screaming women and children below. The sudden impact to the ground caused the King to black out and he couldn't see nothing but darkness.

When the King awoke, he found himself in his bed chambers with many soldiers placed around the room. He sat up out of the bed and winced at the stinging pain in his back, and the realization of what had happened not long ago came flooding back to his memory. Bardock had thrown himself between the King and the attack, and from the soldiers bravery, Vegeta was still alive. He didn't know if Bardock was still alive or dead, and he had to know immediately. The warrior had to be awarded for his outstanding actions.

The Saiyan Lord rose from his bed and watched as his soldiers all saluted him with their arms across their chests and heads bowed in respect. He ignored them and quickly made his way down the hallways of his palace.

"My Lord!" A soft feminine voice echoed to his ears. King Vegeta turned and looked at the beauty that made her way quickly towards him with a small child in her arms. She seemed to glow as she reached his side, her long black hair dancing freely around her face as she walked. Her black and golden dress dragged the ground behind her, and her ripe breasts bounced in the tight bodice of her dress.

The King grunted and looked back up into her black piercing eyes, watching how her worried state turned into relief. His eyes went to the child in her arms. His son, Prince Vegeta. The brat looked almost exactly like the King, and there was no mistake in who he belonged to.

"My Lord. I'm pleased to see that you are well!" The woman spoke to him as she stopped in front him.

"Woman, what happened?" King Vegeta asked his mate and looked away from her as soldiers came down the hallway behind her.

"You were attacked on your way back to the palace, My Lord." She answered and lowered her eyes to the floor, showing her mate respect in front of the soldiers as she had to. "If it wasn't for one of your faithful soldiers, you could have died." Her voice quivered from the thought of loosing her mate to death.

"Ah, yes. Bardock. He served his purpose well. What of his well being?"

"He lives My Lord." A soldier in the back answered as he bowed his head and crossed an arm over his large muscular chest.

"Where is he?" The King asked with annoyance to the interrupting soldier.

"Bardock is in the medical wing-"

"I shall go see him now." King Vegeta said and turned to begin his way to the medical wing in the palace.

"But My Lord…" The soldier spoke again, causing the King to growl. "He is not in the palace. Bardock is a third class Saiyan and may not be present among the higher Elites. He is not worthy to be here."

"Silence! That soldier saved my life and you expect him to get the care a damned soul to receive? Bring him here this instance and give him the same medical treatment as an Elite soldier."

"My Lord?" His mate asked sweetly up to him, but continuing to look down at the floor. "What if he has family. If you allow it, perhaps we could bring them here to show our appreciation?"

"I will allow it." He answered with a growl and looked back up to the soldiers who still lingered in his presence. "What are you fools waiting for? Go retrieve the Saiyan and his family. Now!" His large voice made the soldiers standing in the hallway to jump and quickly race out of the palace.

Once Bardock's arrival had been announced to the King, he quickly made his way to the medical wing and entered the room to find the soldier he wished to thank inside a Saiyan healing tank. Bardock floated inside the green liquid with a oxygen mask over his face, sleeping his injuries away. King Vegeta noticed the lack of care the so called experts of health and life shown as they worked around the room. It flared the Kings anger when seeing how they acted as if they didn't care if the soldier lived or died just because of his rank in the Saiyan army. Yet he had always had that mindset, hadn't he? It seemed that it had rubbed off on his people as well.

"You there," King Vegeta called out to a Saiyan scientist who jumped from his loud voice. "Tell me the status of this soldier."

"This lowly soldier sir? Why, he will live." The scientist answered as he bowed before his King.

"When will he be revived from the tank?"

"Very soon My Lord. His wounds are almost completely healed. I do not understand why you care so much for his life. After all he is a low class warrior."

King Vegeta rushed the scientist and grabbed him by his armor and jerked him into his angered face.

"My reasons are none of your concerns!" The King bellowed into the now petrified scientist face. "Now leave before I blast you out of here." He released the scared Saiyan and watched as he now held back a cry of fear.

"Yes My Lord. As you command. Please forgive me of my foolishness sir."

King Vageta waited until the scientist disappeared from the room and turned his attention back to a sleeping Bardock. He neared the tank and looked at a battle scarred soldier, desperately trying to fight off death.

"You've shown bravery that most soldiers would not in a lifetime." The King said in a low growl. "You would make a great Elite soldier under my rule. It is the only way I can repay you for your courage."

The doors behind him slid opened and the King turned to see who dared entered without permission. He was becoming very irritated with the disrespect he was receiving from his servants. Before the King was about to question the fool who entered before he blast them away, he stopped and looked at the woman holding an infant in her arms. Her eyes were filled with fear and worry as she neared the tank that contained her mate. The King could tell that she belonged to the male in the tank from the mark on her neck and her concern she had seemed to show for Bardock, who was unresponsive.

The female stopped at the sight of her King and immediately threw herself to the ground with her child in arms, shaking from the Kings presence.

"Stand." The King ordered calmly down to the black haired Saiyan on the floor. The child squirmed in her arms as she stood, unsure if she should leave or go to her mate.

"My Lord." Bardock's mate greeted with respect, her voice quivering with harsh pants from fear.

King Vegeta looked down at the child she held in her arms and saw the resemblance in his father. The child had the same misdirected hair as Bardock, and the exact same facial features. It was proof enough to the King that this was Bardock's son. By the looks of it, the child couldn't have been more than a year old. He still had his baby fur on his tail, as all brat Saiyan's kept until the age of five, then the thick fur of an adult tail would come in. But the sooner the fur came in, the stronger the little Saiyan would be. King Vegeta was proud that his son's tail fur came in at the age of three, showing his possible future at becoming the Legendary.

"Your mate will live." He reassured her, even though it was not proper for a King to be telling a low class female about her mates well being. He should have not even be near her, but it did not matter now since he would make Bardock an Elite soldier at his palace. But it still didn't seem like enough to repay the soldier for saving him from who ever decided to foolishly attack the King. King Vegeta had another idea in mind. It may have been a horrible one, but it was a way to completely repay his faithful soldier.

"From now on, your mate with be a Elite soldier. And his brat will become my son's personal body guard. He will have the privilege of being a soldier under Prince Vegeta himself when he grows to lead his own people. Tell this news to your mate when he awakens. I expect him to be at my side at the end of the day." The King commanded and exited the room. His debt paid in full.