Disclaimer: Nada belongs to me except the plot thing.
Notes: We all know by now! Thoughts r like this.
Author: Ok, another veku to add to my collection. :cries: The Chichi Slaughter House made me do it! :laughs: So this is dedicated to her. Hope u peoples enjoy!
Silence.
A small head slowly peeked around the dark corner, silent as the tiny being continued his sneaking. Obsidian orbs pierced through the shadows of the sleeping ward, he was here on a mission.
Young Vegeta was searching for the creature responsible for the loud noise piercing through the night, the thing that had awoken him from his sleep.
The noise had stopped by now but the tiny hiccupping sobs could still be heard and with Vegeta's excellent hearing, the boy had found himself in the dark room where the new babies were kept.
The crying stopped. Vegeta looked around. But which one was it?
He moved to stand on his toes as he glanced into the tiny beds holding the small bundles. The young Saiyans all looked similar, tiny tails curled to chests and dark locks spread gently with sleep.
Hn, who needs them. Vegeta scowled. I want to find the little loudmouth who woke me up and give him a piece of my mind.
He moved toward the middle of the row and perked up once more, only to have something unknown shoved in his face.
"Ah!"
Vegeta was startled as he fell backward and onto his rump. A pair of dark eyes stared back at him curiously.
The young Prince growled angrily. "Baka."
The tiny baby giggled in delight at the young boy's voice. Vegeta glanced around the room cautiously, he seemed to be the only person in the room, along with the restless baby who continued to watch him curiously.
"What do you want?" He demanded as he looked back at the Saiyan.
"Nm mhn!" The baby waved his fists.
Vegeta smirked, this one had something about him that sparked the boy's interest.
"You think you can defeat me?" He grinned at the baby. "I am the Prince of Saiyans." He informed proudly.
The furry tail waved happily in the air behind the wild haired baby.
"What's your name anyways?" He wondered curiously. "Probably something stupid." He said as an afterthought.
He spied the identification tag and lifted it silently.
"Ka-ka-rot." He sounded it out. "Hm, it's not too bad I suppose." He said to the owner of the name.
Kakarot cooed happily as Vegeta leaned forward to poke him gently.
"Hn, you're soft." He informed his new friend.
Vegeta frowned to himself, he hated to admit it but the baby was cute, he had never had any siblings and this little being seemed to call to him on a deeper level.
Cute?! He moved away quickly. He's not cute, I can't think that way.
Kakarot pouted at the loss of contact but Vegeta made no move to return to his side. The Prince then frowned in confusion as the baby opened his mouth wide.
"What are you-?" He attempted.
He couldn't continue as a shrill scream echoed through the room, he jumped in surprise and immediately covered his sensitive ears.
The little brat was screaming his head off!
Vegeta's tail swished across the floor in agitation, the noise would alert someone and then he would be caught out of bed.
Not happening.
He leaped to his feet and slapped his small hand over Kakarot's mouth, snapping off the sound without hesitation.
Kakarot blinked in curiousness, tears still in his eyes.
"Now you will shut your mouth, do you understand?" Vegeta chided. "That means no crying."
The small child grinned through Vegeta's hand and slowly ran his velvety tongue across the soft skin of the silencing hand.
"Ew!" Vegeta shrieked, throwing himself backward and away from the drooling grin.
Kakarot giggled again and waved a chubby hand in the air.
"Are you mocking me?" Vegeta glowered.
The dark head nodded happily and Vegeta's eyes widened in surprise.
"What?" He demanded.
He felt something brush against his mind and he frowned at the intrusion. He watched the young child in uncertainty, surely it wasn't this tiny baby. It took a lot of intense training to be able to enter another's mind, the mental shields everyone kept up were almost impenetrable with the correct amount of control.
What are you doing? He demanded.
There were no words but a warm, fuzzy feeling filled his head. Kakarot was happy.
The chubby baby simply sat before him, silently sucking on his thumb as his tail flicked behind him. There were no signs that he had this kind of power, Vegeta glanced at the identification tag and nodded. Kakarot was indeed third-class.
"So you're not anything special." Vegeta commented. "Just a stupid baby that makes too much noise."
Kakarot cocked his head. "Gaba?" He gurgled.
Vegeta felt his lips twitching into a slight smile, this tiny Saiyan was different from the rest though, he could tell. He wanted to spend more time with the little creature surprisingly but he knew that he would never be allowed to return to this wing on his own.
He patted the soft hair on Kakarot's head and the baby purred in happiness.
"I have to leave you Kakarot." Vegeta glanced around quickly before hugging the small body to his chest for a brief embrace.
He pulled away and sent a small amount of comfort through the strange bond that had formed between them in their short amount of time together.
Kakarot pouted and reached out his hands in protest as the Prince disappeared into the shadows.
"Ta!" He whined.
There was no reply and the baby whimpered to himself as he curled into a ball and quickly fell into restless sleep.
"Prince Vegeta, I have to take a quick trip down to the barracks." Radditz informed the small boy.
Vegeta held back the yawn that threatened to escape, he waved his hand uncaringly. "Do what you want."
Radditz nodded and they began making their way to the area below, where the warriors of their race were hidden.
Vegeta sighed in boredom, he hated accompanying his guard to the barracks to visit fellow soldiers.
The burly Saiyans they passed though were not the picture of perfection that Vegeta expected from strong warriors.
I wonder if Kakarot will be one of these Saiyans one day. Vegeta mused.
"Radditz!"
They both turned to see a young man coming upon them, smiling brightly and waving.
Radditz nodded to the Saiyan and they began talking, Vegeta ignored them, uninterested with their talk.
I need sleep, I shouldn't have snuck out so late. Vegeta mentally groaned as he rubbed his eyes.
Radditz and his friend managed to ignore the young child as they continued their conversation about who knows what.
Vegeta draped himself across a window ledge beside them, watching the sky outside with little interest, he wanted to go out and explore.
More then that, he wanted to see his new friend again.
I wonder what Kakarot is doing right now. He smirked to himself. Probably sleeping.
A flash caught his attention from the corner of his eye and he turned curiously as something shiny moved quickly through the sky.
"They just sent another off to purge." The Saiyan commented as he nodded toward the window.
A tiny shuttle was rocketing through the sky, no doubt an innocent Saiyan child within.
Vegeta felt his heart clench, somehow he knew that the Saiyan inside the disappearing craft was his own Kakarot.
"No." He whispered.
He pushed away from the wall and darted toward the nursery.
"Prince Vegeta!" Radditz called in disapproval.
The young boy ignored his guard and continued running, it had to be a lie, the tiny Saiyan would still be where he left him. He would be safe and smiling when he got there.
He skidded to a stop before the open window, fellow Saiyans continuing to walk past him in their hurry.
Why?
His breath hitched in his chest as sadness filled him.
Kakarot was gone.
Author: Ok peoples, that's it for now :clenches teeth: I'm trying to make a "happy" fic this time so it might be a tad off from my normal angst. :dies: Hope u like it so far though, I have no clue where it's going. Pleaz review!
-Red