The knot in Frieza's stomach tightened as he stood opposite Vegeta at the edge of the circle. He stared across at the young saiyan prince, and then looked away. His face burned, he could feel everybody's eyes on him –Kold's eyes on him. The medallion he wore around his neck suddenly started to feel heavy, and he was afraid to look up.

Kold came up beside Frieza, and King Vegeta beside his own son. That was Frieza and Vegeta's cue to step forward. Frieza looked up at his father, who glared down at him sternly. He then looked at Vegeta, and took a step forward. The crowd watched as they made their way over to meet at the center of the circle. Vegeta raised his head to see Frieza, and became tense with fear and nerves when their eyes met. Both of them could see that the other dreaded the next movement.
Frieza crouched down and gazed at Vegeta for a moment, just to see if that would make all this go away. It didn't of course.
"…" Vegeta didn't move, and neither did Frieza.

King Vegeta and Kold began to get a little edgy as the guests stared at their sons, wondering why they hadn't made the final step. A couple of voices broke into murmurs, and others started to watch the princes with looks of disappointment and or confusion on their faces.
Kold cleared his throat and forced a friendly laugh.
"Perhaps they are enchanted with each other already!" a few of the guests laughed at this.
"Weird sense of humor." Vegeta mumbled quietly to Frieza.
"You should see them when my father gives a speech. I don't think they get out much." Frieza replied. Vegeta chuckled a little.
"Come on, boys!" Kold urged in a delightful tone that contained hidden anger and annoyance that only Frieza could pick up on. This familiar tone frightened Frieza and before he knew what he was doing he leant forward and pressed his lips hard against Vegeta's. The saiyan's eyes widened as Frieza did so, but he was too shocked to pull away before the kiss was over and they were wed.

Frieza rose up without looking at Vegeta as the guests started to clap. Kold and King Vegeta exchanged satisfied glances and made their way over to meet beside their sons in the circle. They shook hands and the clapping grew louder, before Kold turned to his guests and directed them back into the house for refreshments.

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Vegeta sat by himself in one corner of the room. There was plenty to eat and he was hungry, but for some reason he felt embarrassed to taking the food. Perhaps being surrounded by all these changelings made him feel a little uncomfortable…
"Vegeta," his father's voice greeted him. Vegeta raised his head to see King Vegeta standing over him.
"What?" he asked.
"You're not settling in very well." King Vegeta commented as he handed his son a few things to eat, as he'd noticed Vegeta had been starving himself.
"Can you blame me?" Vegeta replied glumly. "I'm married to someone who is not only a man, but a man who is of a completely different race to me and old enough to be my father."
"Vegeta, we've been through this." King Vegeta sighed. "You can complain all you like but it won't do any good – you're married now and you won't be getting divorced soon, by the way that was something I wanted to talk to you about…"
"Talk to me about what?" Vegeta asked. King Vegeta motioned for Vegeta to move up on the cushioned bench he was sitting on. Vegeta moved to make room for his father.

King Vegeta sat down beside him, and spoke in a low voice to stop other people hearing their private conversation.
"Now as you know… Kold and I agreed to have a changeling wedding ceremony…"
"Yes." Vegeta nodded.
"Well… this was never part of our deal, but I still think it would be appropriate if you and Frieza… had a saiyan ceremony, too."
"What are you saying…?" Vegeta became uneasy.
"I know the saiyan bonding procedure can be very emotional and if anything it changes your feelings even just slightly…"
"Father…"
"The reason I originally wanted you to marry at fifteen is that by then you will be in a much better mental state to bond – I hardly think five is a suitable age. Which is why, since you have performed the changeling ceremony sooner, I will leave it up to you when you want to bond with Frieza."
"Father –"
"I was going to have you two bond after Kold's ceremony, but like I said, five isn't necessarily a suitable age."

"Father, you don't have to worry about that." Vegeta told him. "Are you sure?" King Vegeta was rather taken aback. "You think you are fit to bond now? I don't want you to do something you'll regret later."
"No, what I mean was that you don't have to worry about me being to young… because I am never bonding with Frieza."
"Excuse me?" King Vegeta stared at him.
"You said it yourself, the saiyan bonding wasn't part of yours and Kold's deal." Vegeta began. "So I see no reason why I should do it."
"Well perhaps to HONOUR your blood!" King Vegeta growled.
"That's what I'm doing." Vegeta replied. "Father, I didn't want to marry Frieza and he didn't want to marry me, so wouldn't it be disrespectful if we performed the bonding in those conditions?"
"Don't try to be so smart!" King Vegeta snapped. "Have you forgotten that you are a child?! You are powerless, and as your father I expect you to obey me!" he leaned forward. "Now, I have given you the privilege of deciding for yourself when you are ready to bond with Frieza, but I expect you to have bonded sooner or later – and certainly before you are fifteen!"
"But father –"
"Understood?!" King Vegeta silenced him.
"… Yes father." Vegeta hung his head.