Chapter eight, yeah!
I don't own DBZ!
So, this is Vegeta's last chapter. Yeah. But there's gonna be one more chapter, anyway.
And you know what really pisses me off? When people don't read my author's notes. But that's another story...
So, anyway, I hope this chapter's good. Enjoy chapter eight of "I am the Prince of the Saiyans"! Review, please?
My father didn't love me.
Saiyan males aren't normally capable of love toward their offspring. Kakkarot and his father both are special cases. Our females are the opposite, incredibly attached to children of any sort – Saiyan, half-Saiyan, or non-Saiyan; our birthing is unpleasant and difficult. Many females choose not to have any children of their own.
There weren't many female Saiyan warriors. Samara can smother her instincts and handle her emotions better than most. Our females are rather sentimental creatures, and are extremely dangerous when angered or agitated in any way. She's capable of turning her emotions almost completely off; she's cruel and calculating in a fight.
But she still refuses to kill anything that even remotely resembles a child.
Kakkarot is capable of love not only because he fell on his head. He learned to love from his environment. You Earthlings place such a large emphasis on love. You think it's so important; woman, notice: your strongest fighters are a Saiyan, his half-Saiyan child, a Namekian, and several Earthlings without much in the way of love.
You must think it's a cruel, unending cycle. Saiyan children idolize their fathers, who ignore them. Saiyan females adore children, but are ignored, even by their own. You say Samara told you that I don't like my father because he allowed Freiza to take over. No doubt she felt that it wasn't her place to tell you he sold me to the bastard as well.
But while Saiyan males aren't able to love their children, they may love their mate.
It's not uncommon for Saiyan females to love their mates; nearly all of them do. It's rarer for the males to love their partners. Rare, but not unheard of. Her father was undoubtedly one of them, as is Kakkarot.
You think that I stay on Earth to be near the other members of my race. You're correct. Being the prince of the Saiyans has no real meaning without other Saiyans around. You also think that I avoid them because I'm jealous that they have something I've never had.
You're partly right.
I never had a family that loved me. My mother died during my birth, and my father sold me to Freiza. Kakkarot loves his child, and so does Samara; it's almost sickening, to see that much love coming from a group of Saiyans.
But I also avoid them because I can't stand to not be included.
Her lack of interest never bothered me before. It bothers me now because I see her giving her love to someone else. She was always the fighter, always first and foremost a Saiyan warrior, not a Saiyan female.
She showed no interest in Nappa or in me, and Raditz was her brother. She loved him, but she didn't love him nearly as much as she does Kakkarot. He reminds her more of their father than Raditz did.
She had only two choices – Nappa, and me. She couldn't afford to be choosy. But the Saiyan in her makes her arrogant and vain – she's too good for either of us.
As much as I hate to admit it, I agree with you, woman. Everyone needs love. Everyone needs someone to love and someone to love them. Everyone, even me, the prince of the Saiyans. Even I have someone that I love.
But she doesn't love me.
- Kuramastrass -
