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Sorry this chap took so long, I had a bit of a problem with the power thingy of my laptop. Please let me know if you think I am going in the right direction with this or if I am wondering way off track…

Thank you for reading this fic, I know that the other ones I wrote sucked big time, but as you can see I am trying my best to make up for it

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I am writing this entire fic based on the actual time-line of GBZ, but there will be differences…. Ciao

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Chapter 5

Tuesday:

The screeching of the bedside alarm woke me, as it did every morning at 05:30.

I took a deep breath when I opened my eyes, the light piercing at it like hot daggers. I quickly brought up my arms to give me some relief to the painful onslaught of light to my eyes. Slowly they adjusted to the brightness and I let my arm drop back down to the bed. I scratched my crotch and found my 'morning glory' piercing at my boxer, threatening to break through. I got up out of bed, the cold of the room hitting my warm and still tired body, then the bed then seemed all too inviting, luring me back with its hypnotic warmth. I quickly pushed the thought aside, as I had an hour to get ready. The night before was a long and boring one. Planning for Friday's 'big event'. I let out a sigh walking to the bathroom, praying that I have strength to sit through another one of Father's 'little' speeches.

The light switched on automatically, bathing the bathroom in a radiant light, giving it the appearance of an Up-Town Art Gallery. 'Only the best for Royalty' Father would say, mashing up my hair, annoying the crap out of me. I hated it especially when he did it with others around.

After I took a piss, I slipped off my boxer shorts, getting ready for the cold onslaught that was to come. My hand darted out straight to the knob that said 'cold'. I rotated it in an anti-clockwise direction, letting the cold pleasure run out from the showerhead. Before I got in, I noticed that there were no towels over the railing. 'Damn servants' I muttered. I went back to the room to get one from my cupboard. I opened it, and on the cupboard door a picture of my mother greeted me. I couldn't help but smile and miss her, even though I never knew her.

After getting the towel, I made my way back to the bathroom. A few steps later I pulled on the shower door and the cold spray splattered against my legs, giving me a slight shiver. I got in and the water stung at my body, immediately waking me up. My dreary senses awoke and it sent my muscles in a wild whirlwind of resistance. I stood under the cold water for a moment and, after a few seconds, turned on the 'hot' water knob, my body agreeing almost immediately to the welcoming heat, my senses being lulled back to a drowsy state. I reached for the soap and lathered myself, getting clean, smelling fresh. I started moving the soap over my body, slowly. It moved under my arms and then down to my sides. It crept back up to my neck, gently rubbing against my skin, euphoric. I was captured in the moment of bliss. Moving gently, slowly over me. My eyes were closed and my senses heightened, making me hard. I put the soap back on its 'holder' and started to rub my hard member. I moved my hand gently over the tip, sending shudders of pleasure through me. My other hand held my balls, playfully toying with it. Unhurriedly I moved my hand up and down my length, the hot water making it even more pleasurable. I picked up the pace, moving faster and faster. My balls tightened and I fell back against the wall. My moans of ecstasy were getting louder as I steadily reached my peak. I quickened the pace and my balls tightened even more. Finally I let out a moan. Hot juices spewed from my love rod. Again and again the sensation of bliss coursed through me, giving me delight of godly proportions. I stood under the water for a moment, regaining my senses.

I picked up the shampoo, letting some of its contents ooze out onto my hands. I washed my hair everyday. The sweat and dirt it gathered from the sparring the previous day was like an invisible weight, that, and the constant itching. The bathroom was filled with steam and the sensual smells of the soap was quite relaxing. I then sat down on the floor of the shower, the water cascading down. I sat for a while, letting my mind recharge. Paradise.

A short while later I stood up from the tiled base of the shower cubicle and turned both knobs to the off position and got out. I picked up the towel and dried myself. lt wondered over my body, caressing my skins softness. I was amazed at how my skin managed to stay soft when I am a warrior, classed as an Elite. I was the second most powerful person on Vegeta, after my father, of course. I see that my bed has been made and my royal, armoured suit was waiting for me to wear it. The towel still around my body fell to the floor as I walked to the bed to get dressed when the door opened suddenly. Vigo.

Vigo stood at 1m6cm. He had fine-looking features with the most intense aqua-blue eyes I have ever seen. A jet-black assembly of fine hair covered his scalp adding much emphasis to his facial features. He was built quite sturdy, altogether he was a hunk in any woman's eye's. He's family was very loyal to the House of Vegeta. They were always favoured. Vigo attended to my father's needs, so I got to see a lot of him.

He came walking through the door. I let out a sigh of relief. I was never one to be ashamed of my body or its parts, (Although my body had well equipped parts) and Vigo had the privilege, which so many wanted, to have seen me naked. I picked up the towel and wrapped it around me again. Making sure that it doesn't find a way to the floor again. Vigo was surprised, to find me standing there, my exposed body there for him to gawk at. He quickly cast his stare in another direction, his face clearly red.

"Don't you ever knock Vigo?"

I sternly asked, trying my best not to scare him, a scowl on my face. I grabbed the boxer shorts from the bed and leisurely put it on looking at him out the corner of my eye. He looked and then looked away again, his face red. There was a bulge in my boxer shorts. I liked them to be tight. Especially when wearing a battle suit.

"Sorry Sire. It will never happen again. I am soo sorry. Forgive me"

I didn't mind him seeing me naked, I let him… I would have loved to see him naked as well. I loved woman, don't get me wrong! But men had something about them. I loved strong things, I loved power. Men had that and woman simply didn't. Woman were nice to fuck, but they were much too fragile. With men there were no boundaries. Woman wanted more than just sex, men knew what they wanted and nothing more. On Vegeta, it was common for men to sleep with other men, woman to sleep with other woman. It was a case of fulfilment I suppose. Men in general just wanted to fuck and fight. Which was fine with me. Woman wanted to 'make love', bake cookies and they fussed too much. Its simple really. Men protect, woman love. Its been written in the stars and it will always be that way. Their were woman on Vegeta that wielded some power, but in the background, hidden in the shadows was a man. Don't think of me as sexist, I just speak the facts.

We looked at each other for a while. I had the faint urge to jump on him and have my way with him. He's lucky that I jerked off in the shower. I shook it loose from my thoughts…

"That's your final warning. If you come into my room again when I am naked, I will have to punish you! Idiot"

If only he knew what type of punishment… He stood there and just nodded to everything I had just said. I found something of interest though. All the time he nodded his head while looking at my crotch. Perhaps, just perhaps…

I sat on the bed and looked at him questioningly.

"Well, what do you want?"

He looked at me as if in a daze and finally spoke after I intensified my glare.

"The King, your father, would like to see you in the throne room within the hour"

I let out a sigh and dismissed him with a wave of my hand. 'Poor thing', I silently laughed. My room window was open and the sweet warm, Vegetan air filled my lungs. I got dressed and glanced over to the digital clock next to my bed. It read 06:10. I still had a bit of time for some breakfast, my stomach rumbling in agreement. I pressed a button on the intercom, neatly fixed to the wall. The screen came to life and a face appeared on it. Some servant woman smiled oh so broadly. I couldn't help myself… A scowl appeared on my face, the woman's smile slowly fading into the distance.

"Prince Vegeta"

She said from the other side, her voice sweet and warm. Highly disturbing… How people can be so false is beyond me. I knew that a lot hated me for some or other reason…

"Do I look like anyone else, if so let me know. I would like breakfast prepared for me. And have it sent to my room immediately"

I could swear I saw sweat dripping from her face, as she swallowed hard. Trying her best to look calm, cool. Could have fooled me…

"Yes, Sire. Right away"

I didn't waste time in switching the intercom off. She wasn't exactly something to look at. I then walked over to the double, glass doors, pushed them aside and walked on to the balcony. I loved the view from there. The wind was mild, swirling around me, and entangling itself in my hair. The view today was nice. The mountains in the distance looked so beautiful. Ancient. The red sky created a breathtaking light show in the distance, beautiful red's and oranges dancing on the blue mountaintops, the resulted colours of pink and purple magically blending in. The palace was situated on an ideal spot. A river flowed pass the castles east wall and flowed towards Solemn Lake. It was a place I loved to go swimming. It was accessible to the Royals only, which was a plus considering that I never liked other people around as l loved to swim in the nude. Father said my mother loved to sit on her room balcony looking at her surroundings. I guess that's where I get it from…

A knock on my room door pulled me back down from the clouds.

"Yes!"

The door opened and a rather beautiful looking woman came walking through, carrying with her a tray.

"Set it down over there"

I pointed to the table on the other side of the room. She walked gracefully, balancing the tray in both her hands. She set it down, bowed and left the room. I just rolled my eyes to the back of my head.

I sat down and looked at the contents of the tray. Two hard-boiled eggs, with the half of the shell taken off. Two slices of toast with some garlic butter. Fresh brewed coffee stood next a glass of orange juice. I liked a small breakfast, for when I spar I didn't want a heavy stomach. I would have a large lunch later on in the day at the cafeteria. I devoured the breakfast within a matter of seconds. 20, to be exact. After the 'dainty meal' I was still not filled. I then decided to, on the way to see Father, grab a fruit or two off one of the trees in the orchard. The fruits were always able to fill me, no matter how hungry I was. Sought of magical.

I got up and walked to the room door, stepped in to the hallway and I closed the door behind me. Servants were walking about, oblivious to my presence, too concerned with the things they were doing, preparing the palace for the 'Big' event of Friday. Those who did notice me bowed most politely as I walked pass, I didn't bother to look at them, and I just kept on walking. I took my time by taking the long way 'round to reach the orchard in the centre of the palace. I heard something that sounded like an explosion in the sky, light crackling sounds following immediately after. Looking up I saw brilliant colours being scattered in all directions, 'fire works' I told myself. Father was really going to make Friday a day to remember.

"Sire!"

The voices came flooding to my ears, my eyes seeing the respectful bows as I nodded, acknowledging their presence. I turned down the corridor leading to the orchard, already tasting the delicious fruits on my lips. This was my favourite part of the palace as I always felt a mystical presence all around me whenever I walked through it. The giant pillars were decorated with mythical animals of various sorts portraying eons of power in one, brilliant mural. It was as if the power of my people was concentrated within these pillars - immortalised. Ahead lie the orchard, its trees shimmering the sunlight off of its green and red leaves, creating a collage of diamonds and rubies. I love fine-looking things. With all the horror I see, almost on a daily basis, it was a pleasurable escape from reality. The soft sound of music could be heard all over the orchard as the servants were singing in tune to a man playing on his Kretif, something similar to a guitar, but the sounds were more sensual, deep. They saw me entering the orchard, the music and singing stopped. I looked at them puzzled.

"You don't have to stop on my accord, please… do go on"

I gave a soft smile in approval, they bowed in gratitude and life went on. I reached a tree with luscious fruits already ripe. I picked one, grabbed it off the branch and gave a bite. The yummy juices flowed down to my chin, gently dripping down, lightly tickling me on its journey. I enjoyed it so much I let out a soft moan, which surprised me. I looked over at the Clock Tower. The big hand was lying between the 6 and 7, the short hand directly on the 6. 06:30. Times up…

I closed my eyes and listened to the various sounds around me, somehow it was so… so peaceful.

The doors flung open as I breezed through, everyone looking at me. My pace was quick as I was late. Father was a nice man, but he didn't like being kept waiting. Another set of doors flung open, almost falling off of its hinges. Everyone in my path quickly moved out of the way. Those who weren't in my way bowed as I whisked pass them. The Great Hall way up ahead. I was already 15 minutes late!

The final door flung open, almost certainly surprising everyone. The high class Elite were present and so were the Priests from the Lujin Temple, home to the God of Power and Mercy, Seifer, all of their eyes fixed on me…

"Vegeta, glad you could make it"

Father said, sarcasm clearly present in his deep voice. I tried to ignore him as I always did when we were in company, but today I was not in the mood for a fight, so I just him win.

"Sorry I am so late this morning. Breakfast went longer than I thought"

I casually gave my explanation, not caring if he believed me or not. The many people around bowed and I nodded in acknowledgement. I could already see that this was going to be boring, lengthy and fuckin' boring.

"Just because you are going to be man soon, don't think that before that happens you can do as you want"

I do hope he was joking… but again I let it slide. In my customs, a boy became a man on his sixteenth birthday. I couldn't wait! The moment I turned sixteen I could do as I pleased and exercise my full princely rights.

"Yes Father, whatever you say, Father"

I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, my voice thick were sarcasm… Father could clearly see I had other things on my mind. We were to discuss the ritual I had to partake in. He told me about it many times but there was obviously more involved. On my now frequent visits to the temple, I was usually rewarded with more 'useless' babble from the priests.

"Well" said my father. "Lets gets started shall we?"

My father and I sat at the head of the table on our 'Mobile' thrones, the rest took their seats while servants were walking about placing trays down on the table decorated with various snacks and drinks. I could see myself falling asleep.

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