-Later that night, Royal Palace-

All members of the court and all high ranking officers in the Saiyan army, along with their families, were summoned to the palace to greet their off world guests. Nameks from Namek were there, Lizards and Vipers, even Winged Beings; all of which were welcomed with open arms. But when Frieza, made his appearance, no one smiled or said a word. The short alien was frighteningly strong and his aura alone made many of the strongest Saiyans cower in their boots.

After the little monster had taken a seat, everyone slowly came back to life, chattering about the up coming mating season. Many Saiyans who had been off world for a long time had brought home half-breed cubs. Vegeto was currently looking them over and noting that many were strong like the Saiyans and others were like the other parent. He was pretty impressed when he saw a girl with no tail, but wings like her mother. The Winged Being told him that their son had a tail, but he was in their villa with the nanny since he was only an infant.

Frieza spoke softly, pleasantly with others, but there was always that bone chilling stare of his that made many want to flee and never come back. He kept his gaze locked onto Burdock; for a third rate monkey, he was a very handsome man. Burdock, on the other hand, felt the heavy gaze on his being, but did his best to ignore it in favor of keeping his grandson hidden from view.

Kakarot and Radditzu were dressed in full armor and were currently dancing with a few of the off world women, trying to keep them entertained as their mates mingled with the men. Nappa kept a sharp eye on Frieza as did many of the Saiyans in the room. The monster didn't care if someone was mated or not, if he liked you he'd take you. Cornelius, who was given full pardon after he fought Nappa and Burdock in a two on one fight and lost, kept his eyes on his mate and on the intergalactic tyrant.

"Tell me, how have you and your mate had any children?" asked one of the Lizards, the pale blue man's pink eyes looked over to Kakarot, a look of lust to his eyes.

"Yes, we have a son and we're very close in our relationship." He answered curtly, making the pink eyes fly away from his mate and lock onto a random pillar.

"I see... well you better keep a close one on them then. Lord Frieza's taken my son as a part of his harem and I haven't hear from Zarbon since."

"Why do you think no one is letting their mate or children cross his path?" Cornelius hissed lowly.

The Lizard lowered his tone too as the two discussed methods of dealing with Frieza if he messed with them or their family's, though the Lizard wanted revenge for his son. Nappa and a Namek, who had been standing near them, joined in getting a few laughs at some of the things they'd do to him.

"Having fun?" came Frieza's cool voice, scaring the four of them out of their pants, though they hid t well.

"Lord Frieza, is there anything you need?"

"Hmm... I'm not sure, so far no one is appealing, but I have spotted a few possibilities..." he purred as he glanced at Kakarot and Radditzu, enjoying the glares he was getting from the two soldiers.

"Lord Frieza." Vegeto called as he walked over to him. "May we please have a chat?"

"No. I'm bored... I wish to dance with Vegeta, where is that wayward son of yours?"

Vegeto's jaw tightened as he turned his head and Vegeta stepped out from behind him. The prince looked as regal as always, handsome and his light coffee and cream tone made him exotic in Frieza's eyes.

"Lord Frieza..." He bowed his head, swallowing the bile that wanted to rise in his throat.

"Hm, let us dance. I want to be entertained." Frieza said, grabbing Vegeta's arm, digging his nails into his arm and making him bleed a little.

Vegeto had to bit his tongue to keep from saying any thing as the two walked out onto the dance floor and began a slow waltz, Frieza's cold red eyes dancing with malice as he clawed the prince's arms and back, sometimes pulling his tail to make him wince more visibly. Many of the women and Iompróirí looked away. Vegeta put up with it, wanting to keep the monster sated so he wouldn't go after someone else, more specifically his little Iompróir.

"You know, your not my type... but whenever I see that scowl on your face, I just want to rip it open into a smile. Slice open those luscious cheeks of yours..." Frieza hissed as he smacked one of those smooth cheeks, smirking when he heard a few threatened growls from the others. "Enough dancing, I'm thirsty now."

Frieza then walked over to the punch table to get himself a drink as Vegeta rubbed his cheek and snarled at Frieza. Vegeto walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder, knowing full well what his son would do to the warlord if he left him alone. Vegeta just snorted.

"I'm fine... Though I wish to wring his little neck." Vegeta hissed.

"You and everyone here... Go out to the garden. I need you calm to make it through the next few hours." Vegeto said, lowly in his ear.

"Fine."

-Garden-

Vegeta stepped out into the garden and moved until he was deep in the small enclosed forest. Once he was hidden from sight, he roared in anger and punched the nearest tree. His arms hurt like hell and so did his back and tail, that fucking monster enjoyed embarrassing him like that! He charged up a small blast and shot it into the forest and gasped when he got a shocked scream.

'Fuck!' He thought as he hurried to where the scream was.

"Is someone there?" He called as he walked through some bushes.

"Y-yes... Ah, your highness!" cried a familiar voice.

Vegeta smirked seeing the blushing Son as he made his way over to him. He was dressed in that odd outfight he saw him in when they first met. It was yellow with a red outline and design on it he also wore a rich green shirt and pants under it, small black shoes adorned his feet as his tail poked out of a hole in the back. It looked odd, but it complemented Gohan completely.

"Are you hurt?" Vegeta asked, walking over to him and held out his hand to him. "I didn't know anyone was here."

"I-I'm fine... Just startled is all... I'm sorry I shouldn't have wondered in here..." Gohan answered back, letting the older male pull him up.

"I really hate it when you do that?"

"Do what?" Gohan asked looking up at him then looking down.

"That! You never look me in the face for more then a second and are so quick to apologize... Your grandfather is my father's mate, you have no reason to keep you eyes down cast when speaking with me." Vegeta told him, cupping his face and making him look at him.

Gohan's cheeks colored and his heart began hammering in his chest. He remembered what Vegeta had asked him and the kiss. He shook his head slightly and pulled back, the blush getting deeper.

"I'm sorry, but I can't help it... I've never been able to look into the face of someone... someone I find attractive..." he mumbled, but Vegeta's sharp hearing picked it up and felt his tail wag almost like a dog's would.

Vegeta smirked as he pulled on Gohan's arm, making the boy squeak as he tripped into him. Gohan tried to catch himself, but ended up with his arms pinned between both their chests as their mouths crashed together in a small chaste kiss. Gohan eyes got impossibly big as his whole body turned bright red. Vegeta pulled back from the kiss and smirked at the cute reaction he got out of his cute little Iompróir.

"I'm sorry-!"

"Don't apologize, my sweet little Iompróir. I did that on purpose..."

"E-eh! B-but why!" Gohan squeaked out.

"I did because I want you, Son Gohan, to be my mate..." Vegeta purred out in his ear, holding him flushed against him as he kissed him again before he could accept or decline his purposal.

His lips were so sweet, it was like nothing he ever tasted before and he was quickly becoming addicted. Gohan whimpered and pushed against his chest a little, but otherwise made no real protest to his advances. Vegeta pulled back and Gohan gasped for air, his forehead resting on the shoulder guard of his armor.

"... why me?" Gohan asked again.

Why did he want someone like him? He didn't like fighting, he wasn't pretty, and he was sure someone would protest this!

"That's very simple: You are unique. From the first time I met you back on that planet and again when you treated my arm. Each time we meet, I discovered something new. You have this aura that calms me and you look stunning no matter how many times I see you and that blush you get? It's adorable." Vegeta said, lightly tracing Gohan's bottom lip with his gloved thumb.

"... I know..." Gohan mumbled, trembling at the gentleness of Vegeta's caresses.

"Believe him, brat. I've known him since we were kids and he'd never openly admit to anyone that he likes them. So consider yourself extremely lucky." Nappa said, landing near them. "The monster's looking for you Vegeta. He wants another dance..."

"I'd love to dance him off the nearest cliff..." Vegeta hissed.

Gohan had pulled away from Vegeta and was blushing brightly when his uncle appeared from nowhere. He was so embarrassed, but at the same time he felt happy with what Vegeta had told him. Vegeta then sent Nappa off ahead of him and he turned to Gohan. Gohan blushed and ducked his head as Vegeta shook his own and took his hand in his own and led him back inside. When the pair entered the ballroom all fell silent due to shock. Nappa had his arm over Radditzu's waist as said Saiyan did the perfect imitation of a fish.

Burdock was smirking away as Vegeto looked between his mate's knowing smirk and his son, who now had his arm over the young boy's waist. Kakarot was fairing much better than Cornelius since Burdock told him that Vegeta was showing interest in his son. Cornelius didn't know whether to get pissed and kill the prince or faint.

The rest of the court was stunned into silence. Many men and women there glared at Gohan, seeing that he was a third class mongrel, many of the off worlders were stunned by how pretty he looked with the light blush on his cheeks and how he kept his head bowed slightly so you couldn't really get a good look at his face. Frieza, on the other hand looked pretty stunned himself. Not so much by looking at what everyone else was looking at, but the sweet ambrosia like smell.

He had never smelt anything like it. He looked around the table hoping to find it, but seeing as it wasn't any of the food he slowly turned to examine the others in the room. Many smelt the same, though there were unique hints here and there, but no one seemed to have that smell. His eyes fell on Vegeta and he was about to forget about the smell in favor of torturing the prince again when his eyes fell on the person standing beside him.

'Ooh, the naughty monkey's been hiding a jewel from me... Tsk, tsk, tsk... I'll just have to teach him another lesson.' Frieza thought.

Vegeta cleared his throat and called out to the stunned crowd.

"For some time, I have been planning to take a mate. And this Iompróir is my intended choice! Anyone who dares to touch him, will answer to me!"

Instantly everyone snapped out of their shock and began clapping, some of them swearing since they knew that Vegeta was not idle in any threat he made. Frieza on the other hand growled. The prince was a clever monkey, he'll give him that much...

-Later-

Gohan was looking over the buffet table, trying to decide what to eat since Vegeta was currently being passed around like ball in a dance with several nobles and other royals. He selected some tarts, the orange flake crust was tangy while the red crushed berry like filling was sweet. He liked them a lot from when Vegeta had given him that box of sweets.

"Excuse me... I don't believe we've met formally." Said a cold soft voice.

Gohan jumped a little and looked to his right where a strange alien with a huge head stood neck to him. The alien's eyes were cold and piercing, it made him uncomfortable to be near him.

"...No, we have not..." Gohan said softly. He ducked his gaze and continued to select foods as Frieza took up a plate and did the same, finding an excuse to stay close to the boy.

"I am Frieza, warlord of the 13th sector. I make a trip here every year to see the Saiyans. They are strong warriors, aren't they?" He asked, eying the boy's profile from the side.

"... Yes... They are." Gohan said.

Gohan moved down the table, hoping to avoid the scary being, but it seemed the heavens were against him tonight. He found some roasted meats and rice and put them on a separate plate. Frieza made a face at this, but said nothing, Saiyans had large appetites and the boy was no different. As Gohan danced around the buffet table, Frieza kept in step, trying to garner his attention and even corner him into telling him, his name or at the least his surname.

"I have to say I haven't had this much fun in a while, it's fascinating to watch you carefully avoid my questions." Frieza said. "I wish to call upon you tomorrow, may I have your name?"

"I'm not available... I'm sorry." Gohan said and made a last ditch effort to escape the persistent alien.

Frieza frowned, he was getting a bit angry right now. He easily caught the boy's arm and spun him around, causing him to drop the plates in his hands, and wrapped his tail tightly over Gohan's waist as he got into his face.

"Look here, monkey, I tried to be nice, but you kept denying me. You are going to tell me what I want to hear or I'll-"

"You'll what?" growled a very angry Vegeto. "Release the boy."

"Are you ordering me around?" Frieza asked.

"Yes I am. On this planet you are not the king. And since you have no power or say here, the boy does not have to obey you if he chooses not to."

Frieza growled, but calmed down, he didn't need this, he could work on the boy between tomorrow and mating season.

"Fine. I am retiring for the night then." With that he unwrapped his tail from around Gohan's waist.

After that Frieza left, the room silent once more and staring after him before they relaxed and the real party began. Vegeto turned to look at Gohan and helped him back to his feet.

"Are you hurt?"

"No..."

"Gohan." Vegeta called as he moved over to his intended and picked him up.

"Wahh! I'm not hurt, put me down, please?"

"No... Tell Kakarot that his son is stay in one of the guest bedrooms for a while." Vegeta told his father and Vegeto tried to protest as did Gohan, but the prince was already making his way out of the ballroom and down the halls...