Chapter 1: The Meeting
It had been four weeks, and Kakarott had not gotten over his heat. He no longer felt hot all the time, and you could no longer smell it.
His ninth birthday was approaching, and his father, Bardock, had promised to take him to the palace. He was so excited; he had already picked out his best armor for the trip.
The day of his birthday rolled around. He dressed in his armor and ran out of his room, to wake his father.
"Dad! Dad, wake up! Come on! Get up, we get to go see King Vegeta and the prince!" Kakarott jumped on the bed to rouse his father.
Bardock rolled his eyes underneath their lids. "Fine, fine. I'm up. Now get off of my bed!"
Kakarott scampered out of the room, leaving his father to dress in peace.
Vegeta woke with a growing sense of nervousness. He didn't know what, but he something important would happen at some point in the day. He rose from the bed, finding the whore he'd hired the night before asleep on the other side. He growled waking the girl. He grabbed her and hauled her out of the bed.
"Get out of my room, bitch!"
She gulped, gathered her clothes (what little there were) and ran out the door.
Vegeta sighed. He pulled on his spandex boxers and called a servant to bring him breakfast.
The food arrived thirty minutes later. Vegeta devoured the meal in half that time.
He looked down at himself and cringed. He had scratches covering his torso, and his legs were sticky with cum. Maybe he shouldn't have hired the whore after all.
After a shower, Vegeta walked into his bedroom to find his father sitting on the bed.
"Ah, son, I just dropped in to tell you, the leader of the third class warriors, Bardock, is coming to day. I know, I know, but you must be polite for he is quickly becoming a far stronger warrior than he was when he was younger. Soon, I believe, he will become a royal guard. You must be in the throne room in an hour, understand.
Prince Vegeta nodded. "Yes, father."
An hour later, Prince Vegeta was in the throne room, waiting for this Bardock person. He had not been there twenty minutes when the door burst open and the king walked in with a tall, very muscled Saiyan with the messiest hair you'd ever seen. Along his left cheek was a six inch scar. And behind them, a small child, no more than 10 years old, with the same hair, the same face (minus a six inch scar). But the eyes. The eyes were different. They were softer, more gentle.
As soon as Vegeta's eyes locked with the boy's he was hooked. He longed to touch the boy's face, hold him close to his chest, to comfort his sorrows. He wanted to learn all he could about that boy with the messy hair. But he already knew one thing. "Hello, Kakarott."
The boy looked up, surprised. "Prince Vegeta, sir. May I ask how you know my name?"
Bardock glared at his son. "Bow down. He's your prince."
Vegeta held up his hand to stop Kakarott from dropping to his knees. "There is no need. You need not know how I learned your name until a later time. But, please, join me on a trip to the garden. We shall leave these gentlemen to their talk.
Kakarott followed him to the garden. Vegeta motioned for the boy to sit on a bench, which was quickly occupied by the small Saiyan.
"So, Kakarott, how old are you?"
"Nine, today…Why do you care?"
"I just wondered."
"Hey! Aren't you of age to take a mate? Do you have one? Do you know who the lucky girl is? Is she pretty?"
Vegeta blushed crimson. "I don't have a mate…yet. But I think I know who it is."
Kakarott perked up. "Who?"
"Not telling." The boy looked downcast for a moment. Suddenly, his face brightened. "Hey! You guys have all sorts of food, don't you? I'm starving!"
Vegeta chuckled. "Come on."
He led Kakarott to the kitchen. The servants served them all sorts of delicacies.
Kakarott had never seen so much food in his life. He was amazed and began grabbing truffles and pound cakes.
Vegeta shook his head, amused. He himself was satisfied with a slice of key lime pie.
After they finished the food, Vegeta led Kakarott around the castle, showing him the rooms. They finished the tour back at the throne room.
Their fathers had finished whatever business they had been attending. They looked up from a talk they had been engaged in over glasses of wine when Vegeta and Kakarott walked in.
"Father, may I speak with you?" Vegeta asked. His father nodded, leading the way into the hall. He closed the door into the throne room and turned to his son.
"What is it, son?"
Vegeta took a deep breath. "I want the boy, Kakarott, to live at the castle with me."
King Vegeta cocked his eyebrow. "Why?"
The teen prince sighed. "I think he's the one I'm supposed to mate…"
The king had entered the throne room again and offered a room to Kakarott. The boy had refused, claiming that he needed to stay home and help the family. And Vegeta had gone to bed heartbroken.
Okay, now it is time for me to yell at all those people who said my "PROLOUGE!" was short. WELL, DUH! THAT'S WHY IT'S CALLED A PROLOUGE!
Okay, now that I got that out of my system, for the people who reviewed. I thank you greatly, because is the most reviews I've gotten for a first chapter, and for one so short.
Ravenwing – Thank you. Oh and after I read that, I seriously thought about discontinuing the fic so that I could visit the loony bin.
Mr. Wuggles – Thanks for the great title suggestions. I really appreciate them.
Viper-Vegeta – I'll work on the descriptions, because I know I really suck at them. Thanks for the advice. Oh, and please don't tickle me…
amy – I can't tell whether you're being rude or not. If you are reading this, please tell me what you were talking about.
aussiegirl-funkypunk – Thanks…
New York-Chan – No! Not sex with an eight year old! I would be like EWWWW! NO! I would NEVER do that to poor Kakarott. Oh and sorry, no Mpreg. I just don't think I could do that. Don't know about Freeza yet…maybe, maybe not.
kit-kit – Thanks for the title suggestion.
shadowsaremyfortress – But I don't want to die…
Queenoftheworld99 – All I can really say is: Thanks for reviewing!
x The Chichi Slaughter House x – I know eight is young, that's why he and Kakarott don't get together when Kakarott is eight. I'm not a fan of child abuse/sex or anything like that. Oh, and Raditz is always mean.
Okay, so now I want to know your opinions on title suggestions. Vote on your favorite.
'Heat of the moment'
'Heated Obsession'
'Searing Flesh, Frozen Eyes'
'Sweltering Without You'
"Denied Love"
"Forbidden Love"
If you have more, please tell. Thanks!