The Life of a Prince
Chapter 3:The Birth of a Prince

AN:Real sorry that it's taken so long to get this chapter up and such, but I haven't come up with how to start this chapter. Finally found an old fic and decided to use the beginning of that to use for the beginning to this chapter. Hope you like!

Disclaimer: No I don't own DBZ or ever will so don't ask

The Life of a Prince Chapter 3: The Birth of a Prince

A piercing scream can be heard from inside the medical room in the palace. A Saiyan woman has been having a hard time giving birth to her son. She has been losing her strength with little hope of it ever returning to her again. After several hours of struggling, the woman is rewarded with her son. After the doctors examine the newborn, they come back into the room with the boy's mother.
"You may hold him, if you wish, your highness," the head doctor says as he holds her son in front of her. Her son is wrapped in a baby blue blanket and was found to be healthy and the strongest Saiyan ever born. She holds out her hands and receives her son.
"My sweet little boy, my little Vegeta," she says sweetly but weakly as she looks upon her son lovingly. Her newly born son opens his eyes and gazes into his mother's eyes. His mother gapes at her son as she sees eyes that have an intensity in them that only her mate's eyes could ever possibly have. Tiny bangs litter the boy's forehead and slightly cover his eyes as his mother brushes them away from his eyes.
"You look just like your daddy, little one," she cooes as she pets his hair. Her son cooes as he snuggles comfortably into his mother's arms. She looks upon her son, sadness being the only emotion in her eyes.
"I'm sorry that I won't be able to watch you as you grow up, my son," she says as tears begin to fill her eyes. She blinks them away before looking at her now sleeping son again. She looks up and her son cries as the door to the room violently swings open. She attempts to calm her baby down as she looks upon the intruder. A very worried and heart-broken father stands in the doorway, looking upon his mate sadly. Huffing and puffing from running to the room, he charges up to his dying mate and kneels by her side.
"Please tell me that what I've heard isn't true!" he begs her.
"It depends on what you've heard," she replies, giving a weak cough as she does.
"Oh my god! It is true!" he exclaims as he covers his mouth. She attempts to calm him down by putting a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugs it off. He puts his head in his hands and begins to weep softly.
"The doctors told me that our son was everything we wanted and more, but he also told me some bad news," he says. He sniffles and swallows his sorrow the best he can, but a few stray tears run down his face.
"Why must you die? I need you! Our son needs you!" he says as he finally fully breaks out into full blown sobs.
"Vejiita, I'll always be with you in your heart," she says as she tries to comfort her heart-broken mate.
"Serenity, how am I going to go through with this? How am I going to be both a father and a mother to our son?" he asks as he finally looks up at her, tears streaming down his face.
"Vejiita, I know that you can be both a father and mother to our son, si ki," Serenity says as she looks upon her mate sweetly.
"You think I can?" Vejiita asks as he looks into Serenity's eyes.
"I know you can," she says,"but you must be strong. You mustn't cry anymore. You must be strong and proud so that you can teach our son properly."
"You're right," he says as he wipes the tears from his face.
"I hate it when you're right," he adds in a whisper. They both chuckle at this a bit. Serenity breaks out into a fit of coughing. Vejiita rushes to her side and stands over her, trying to be helpful but knowing that there's nothing he can do to help her.
"I'll be all right," she says as she sits up, her mate helping her to do so.
"May I?" Vejiita asks as he holds out his arms. Fully understanding what he meant, Serenity passes her son into his strong arms. Vejiita looks upon his son with love in his normally emotionless eyes and expression.
"He looks like his father," Serenity beams as she looks upon her son.
"He has those stupid bangs that I had when I was a child," Vejiita says with a frown. Serenity laughs at this, and Vejiita soon joins in.
"Oh, would you look at that!" Serenity exclaims sweetly.
"Look at what?" Vejiita asks as he looks at his son again.
"He's sleeping in your arms," she says with a cough. Vejiita looks to her worriedly. She just gives him a smile and he goes back to looking upon his son again.
"What was his power level?" Vejiita asks, not expecting the answer he gets.
"It was 450, I think," she replies. He looks to her with wide eyes.
"450! That's as strong as most elites are!" he cries out, still looking at his mate with wide eyes. He looks to his son again.
"You are indeed a strong boy. Aren't you, Vegeta?" he asks his son, not expecting any form of an answer. His son, having been awake to hear his parents' conversation, gives a slight nod. His father notices this and smiles.
"You're a smart boy too. Aren't you, my son?" he asks his son, to which his son nods again. Vejiita laughs with glee and amasement at his son.
"He will be the most perfect heir to our magneficent Saiyan throne!" Vejiita exclaims with glee.
"He will indeed, but he will also be lonely. I can forsee this," Serenity says sadly as she again breaks into a fit of coughing. Vejiita ignores her coughing as he marvels at his son.
"Enough with all this gloom and doom premonitions, Serenity. We should be happy that we even have a son," Vejiita says, forgetting that his mate lay next to him dying.
"My premonitions haven't been proven wrong yet, Vejiita. You know that. You also know that I have the power to foresee events that happen in a person's life, and I'm getting a lot of gloomy and miserable vibes coming from our son. I fear that he will have a horrible childhood," Serenity says urgently, trying to convince her mate.
"A horrible childhood because he must only live with his father?" Vejiita asks, not fully convinced.
"No. A horrible childhood because of not having parents at all!" she exclaims but weakly. Vejiita stops beaming and looks to his mate.
"Are you saying that I will leave him?" he asks, confused.
"No. I'm saying that you will die when he is very young," she says, weaker than before.
"Serenity, I don't want that fate for our son," he says, on the brink of tears again.
"I know you don't. I don't either. But I'm dying and there's nothing more that I can do," she says sadly. Her mate kneels beside her and takes hold of her hand.
"Promise me that you'll treat our son kindly and won't punish him too severely. Promise me also that you won't let him forget about our ancient ways or our ancient tongue," she says.
"Saiyan honor," her mate says, his right hand over his heart. She smiles a weak smile. He smiles as well.
"I'm glad, and I hope that our son will be as strong as his father," she says.
"And as beautiful and kind as his mother," he finishes. She just smiles before she closes her eyes for the last time. Vejiita feels for her pulse, but when he finds none, he cries uncontrollably. He doesn't leave her side for the rest of the night.
Unbeknowest to him, Vejiita's son had also cried. The young Saiyan prince cried for the lose of his mother. He also cried for his heart- broken father. But he mostly cried for the life that he also had the power to see. He cried because he knew that he would never see his father again when he turned five years old.......

AN:creepy at the end, huh? i think it is. dont know why exactly i made it like that. it just popped into my head as i was writing it i guess.

real tear jerker wasnt it? i almost cried while writing it and i hardly ever cry over anything. i really like this chapter. oh by the way, the next chapter and all the ones after will be from vegetas p.o.v. just wanted to let you all know before hand.

well im off to do another chapter just not tonight. im too tired and my wrist's killing me. just leave a nice review and ill get back to you later. just NO FLAMES!!!!! all flamers will be tortured and killed in a most cruel and unusual way. just a warning to all you flamers out there. critisism is allowed though, just dont be too harsh. well, im off.

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