Author: VegeXKaka

Pairings: Goku/Vegeta,

Warnings: yaoi, profanity, rape, angst, sexual content.

Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ or any of the characters.

Published: Saturday, August 20th, 2011

**Flash backs**

'Anything italic is a thought from whoever's point of view it is.'

Authors note: Okay so Planet Vegeta was never destroyed but Frieza is still around. ;) so um, Goku completed his mission and killed everyone on Earth, yeah sucks *cries*, get over it. So he came back to Planet Vegeta, and so on and you get the point. OH and for all you A Prince among Rubble fans, I'll get back to that soon (: My computer actually just got fixed so that's why I haven't written in FOREVER, but yeah I'm ranting. Anyway ENJOY!

Chapter One

Goku's POV

"Kakarot you lazy ass wake up! I didn't get you this job so you could decide not to show up and make me look like a fool!"

"Oh my Lord Raditz, Shut up! I'm awake already!" I screamed, throwing a pillow at the useless saiyan that is my older brother, though if you didn't know the family you'd have no idea we were brothers. He's seven years older than I am, making him taller and broader. He's always wearing a cocky smirk, not cute like someone I know, just dumb looking. And he has really long hair, hanging down past his butt. He looks more like our mother, opposed to me who apparently looks exactly like our father, making us look nothing alike.

'Thank the Gods.'

"Oh little brother, there's a big difference between being awake and being ready. Now, if you don't get your lazy ass out of bed, I'll tell Vegeta all about those wet dreams you've had about him," he replied as he grabbed the pillow off the floor, throwing it back at me.

"You jerk! That was 10 years ago, I was like 8! Plus I didn't even know him then!"

"That's a lie and you know it. Plus I know for a fact you're still having them you dirty little boy, you're just lucky that no one's told the prince. Whatever, just get ready to leave, we're gone in 10 minutes." I watched him whip his hair back as he made his way back through the doorway and down the stairs.

Grunting, I flung the sheets off my body. My room was a mess, like always. Personally, I find cleaning just to be a waste of time. Why bother? It just gets dirty again the next day. As a result, it took me a couple second to scan around for all the things I'd needed for the day, throwing my armor on, before chasing after Raditz.

"Okay! Let's go!" I hollered as I ran out the front door, flying in the direction of the palace. I laughed at the sound of my brother swearing as he dropped whatever he was doing in the kitchen, yelling something about not being ready yet.

I looked around as we landed on the familiar grass of my home away from home. I spent almost all of my childhood here, even before I was a royal guard. I've been in love with the prince for as long as I can remember, and everyone from my side of the city knows it. My smart ass brother has worked for the royal family since he was 16, so he'd help me sneak inside the palace when I was little to see the prince train. If anyone ever found out we'd be in a lot of shit, especially since third class saiyans aren't allowed to be royal guards, we only are because the king is close to our father.

'Lucky for me'

The courtyard of the palace has always looked the same. I believe it was dedicated to the queen, and after her passing they decided to keep it looking the same. There's a tall, thick stone wall surrounding the castle, the only entrance directly behind me. The huge door is made of strong wood, decorated with vine shaped metals, weaving in and out of each other, all moving towards the large symbol in the middle of the top of the door, the Vegeta family crest.

Surrounding the walls of the courtyard are tall vine trees. I relate their look to a bowl cut, with the deep red vines flowing over the orange bark. It looks quite plain now, but before storm season it blooms a beautiful flower of blue and purple.

There are other kinds of flowers from across the universe scattered neatly across the yard, varying in size, shape, and color. In the middle of this garden is a stone pattern, surrounding a huge fountain, which stands tall as 10 full grown men. Its smooth marble has been carved perfectly in representation of the saiyan gods of love, war, and time. Unlike many other cultures, all of our gods are female. That's why we believe that they are so rare among us, one woman for every 50 men. Their huge, delicate arms reach upward, touching the tips of their fingers just before the water comes out at all angles. The thing that has me confused about this piece of art is that their heads are turned away from each, tilted in a downward direction, eyes closed. It's quite sad looking.

"I hope you're happy, now we don't get anything to eat till lunch," my brother complained. I didn't bother to look at him though, I was perfectly happy looking at the beautiful figure of my long time crush approaching us.

"What makes you say that?" I whispered to the bowing figure to my left, "hey Vegeta!"

"Kakarot, Raditz," he said, nodding to the both of us as he addressed us.

"Vegeta Ouji. Do you have our placements for today?"

"Are you really that stupid Raditz? We do the same thing every day, you go do jack shit with Nappa and I'll help Vegeta do whatever it is that he has to do today." I didn't bother trying to restrain myself from rolling my eyes at the conversation we have every morning.

"Raditz, you are to help Nappa inspect the new recruits. Prepare them for their basic training, and feel free to make any changes that you and Nappa feel necessary to the group you've been given."

"Yes your highness."

"Do you think they're fucking each other? I think they are… isn't that disgusting? Imagine that," I whispered, watching as my brother made his way towards the training grounds.

"What the fuck Kakarot! I don't want to hear about that shit," he shivered dramatically at the thought, turning to make his way back to the castle.

Vegeta was truly one of a kind, with the royal family's signature pointed onyx locks, framing his delicate face and matching deep eyes. He had a small, lethal, muscular body, covered in clear, tanned skin. Yes, he's the most attractive saiyan anyone had ever lay eyes on, but the truly amazing thing is that he's even more beautiful on the inside. He's intelligent, witty, caring, supportive, sincere, prideful, and so, so much more.

"LET'S GET SOMETHING TO EAT FIRST," I screamed, laughing as I watched my bother trip, flipping me off before turning out of sight.

I heard a snicker beside me, "you're a piece of work Kakarot."

'But nothing compared to you…' I thought sadly to myself.

End of chapter one. Kinda cute, no? review… maybe? Please, hehe