2. Growing up under daddy's wings part 1
Young prince Vegeta wake's up. When he goes sit up straight he noticed his normal training outfit isn't laying over the chair. Why isn't my outfit here? What the hell is the outfit over there?, he thought. 'Sura, where is my outfit? What is this on my chair?' Vegeta shouts through the door. Suranayah walks in and looks to the outfit on the chair. The last three years she has been taking care of the young prince as good as she could. His father was Vegeta's raper and his mother was send back to Earth after the problem with King Vegeta's behavior. 'I think it's your birthday outfit, Vegeta. Your father brought it in last night. Hmmm, lets see... Aha, standard outfit if you are going to meet somebody with a high rang. I guess you are finally going to meet Lord Frieza. That's a good thing, because he can protect you against your father.' She calmly said.
In the mean while in the thrownroom.
'I hope your son is worth meeting, Vegeta, I've travel a long way for the brat's birthday,' Frieza is sitting on the Kings chair and looking like he rather would be anywhere but there. 'I assure you that he is. Prince Vegeta is now three years old and the best warrior of his group,' King Vegeta calmly replies, 'And than he's even the youngest now. He trains in the group of 8 to 12 years old now. While most saiyans still train in the group till 8.' He looks at his Lord and sees something strange in his eyes. It looked like a fire swirled up in the strange lizard like being eyes. I wonder what the hell he's thinking off. I hope it's not that silly legend about the saiyan race. Vegeta's eyes turn darker in his reflect. 'What are you thinking of Vegeta? You look so far away,' he hears suddenly near his ear. 'What? Oh, sorry milord. I just was thinking of Vegeta. Um, I don't really know how to explain this, but it looks like he's different than other warriors I've ever seen. Maybe because he looks like his grandfather Nappa from his mothers side of the family,' he tells Frieza. 'Hmmm, interesting. Now I can't wait to meet him.'
'Lord Vegeta, prince Vegeta has arrived,' a herald says to the king. 'Well, don't you stand there, let him in!,' the King replies. Prince Vegeta walks into the room. He refuses to look at his father. This is noticed by both King Vegeta and Frieza. 'Father, Lord Frieza,' he says calmly making a small bow with his head. Hmmm, pretty tall for such an age and his father said he was three! I hope he's useful. Frieza thoughts go back to what he wants, an ultimate warrior race and the saiyans have to provide it. 'How old are you, my little prince,' Frieza asks Vegeta. 'Today I became three, milord,' Vegeta proudly answers. Frieza widened his eyes like he was really surprised. 'Three already. Today? Well I guess I should give you a birthday present, shouldn't I,' he asks the boy. 'I don't know, I probably get my mothers present and of course my fathers and from some friends. But them I know my entire life already, but I don't know you, milord,' Vegeta replies with a very serious face for his age.
Oh my, he really is mature for such a young one. Most saiyans don't act like this at this age. I wonder why. Frieza starts examining the prince to find out how comes he react like he is already much older than his real age. 'Well than I think we should learn to know each other, shouldn't we?,' Frieza has a bit of a weary look when saying that. 'Sure I would like that, but how are we suppose to meet each other better. I mean most people don't meet like this you know,' Vegeta answers. 'You do know who your talking to, I hope,' Frieza replies, ' this is not the way to talk to your fathers lord.' Vegeta starts examining Frieza and a glance in his eyes shows that he doesn't fear Frieza, but enjoys the fact that he's there. I wonder why he doesn't fear me, he seems to hate his father do, Frieza thought. 'Well, Lord Vegeta I think you better go to the training grounds, I want to talk in private with your son here,' Frieza says to King Vegeta. 'Yes, milord.' King Vegeta leaves the room, now with hatred on his face which is not seen by Frieza.
