Author's Note: Hiya! Sorry if this chapter is a little shorter than expected, but I couldn't think a better way to end this chapter! Also, I apologize about the slow update. Because I found a new hobby and became addicted to it, I've been busy for the last few weeks. So, I only have time to write during the weekends. I hope you are ok with it! Thank you for your patience!

Please keep reviewing! I love reading them, and they help to motivate me writing more!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z and Lion King. I also don't own the lyrics. I'm only doing this for fun. *For the last ten years, I've been trying to purchase Vegeta from Akira who kept rejecting me and calling me a crazy bitch :'( *

WARNINGS: Strong language and Shonen-Ai (male x male love)

Genres: Romance and Adventure

Rated: M

Pairing: Vegeta x Kakarot

Cast:
Mufasa – King Vegeta
Nala – Kakarot
Rafiki – King Kai / Kami / Korin
Sarabi – Kira (OC)
Scar – Frieza
Simba – Prince Vegeta
Zazu – Nappa
Banzai, Shenzi, and Ed – Ginyu Force
Timon and Pumbaa – Humans

Chapter 16

Ever since they mated, Vegeta was having the best sleep for the last two weeks. For the last eight years, he had been having nightmares about how he was unable to save everyone back on his home planet. Now that he was with Kakarot, he felt more peaceful. He knew that this moment wouldn't last long because Kakarot would have to return to Planet Vegeta soon.

Kakarot was sleeping on Vegeta's chest. The former Saiyan Prince smirked at how innocent his mate looked. He could not believe that his childhood friend would be his mate. King Vegeta and Bardock definitely made the right choices for their children. Vegeta could not help but start running his hand through Kakarot's thick black hair.

"Hmm," the Elite Saiyan started stirring a little at the feeling of the warm touch before he yawned loudly, stretching out his body like a cat. For the first few minutes, he was feeling really good just cuddling with his new mate. Then, suddenly, there was a nauseous feeling in his stomach.

Thanks to the power of being a Saiyan, Kakarot zoomed to the bathroom. While Vegeta was wondering what happened, all he knew was that his mate was not feeling very well this morning. Maybe he ate something that his stomach did not agree with?

Vegeta recalled eating his first meal on this small blue planet. He ate so damn much that he got very sick on the next day. Bulma thought that his sickness was caused by too much eating, but a few years later, he realized that the food on this Earth might be different from his home planet.

He could clearly hear the vomiting in the bathroom. He got up from his bed and put on his sweatpants. Maybe Kakarot is sick? But Saiyans don't ever get sick. Yeah, I got a little sick after my first meal here, but it wasn't that bad though. Vegeta pondered. Maybe I should get some water for him.

After getting a glass of water from the kitchen, Vegeta returned to the bathroom. "Kakarot, are you ok in there? I brought water if you want it."

Kakarot opened the bathroom door with a huge smile on his face, as if the vomiting never happened. His tail was whipping forth and back in the air happily. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you, Vegeta!" He took a long sip of the water. When he finished it, the glass was nearly empty. "When is breakfast? I'm starving!"

Vegeta raised an eyebrow at the question. "You're hungry now? Right after you threw up?"

Kakarot scratched the back of his head. "I don't know why. I'm just… hungry."

"Fine. I'll go and see if Bulma has the chefs making anything for us," Vegeta said. "Get dressed. I'll call you when the breakfast is ready."

~~ROAR~~

Bulma made sure that she hired as many as chefs she could in order to satisfy two Saiyans who could eat around ten times as humans. Ever since Vegeta started living here, the kitchen was renovated into even bigger one. The bowling alley room had to be removed so that the kitchen could have the space.

"Good morning!" the blue-haired woman said cheerfully. "I thought you would stay in your room with Kakarot until the late morning! What made you get up this early?"

"Kakarot was a little sick, but then he said he's fine. You better tell the chefs to start cooking as soon as possible. He is hungry."

"Oh, that's fine. They already started," Bulma smiled at him. "So, he was sick? What happened?"

Vegeta shrugged his shoulders. "He threw up… but afterward, he is feeling better."

"Now, he wants to eat?" Bulma rubbed her chin in wonder. "Maybe I need to take his blood sample – aha, for a valid reason! You said he was sick, didn't you?"

Vegeta was about to open his mouth as soon as he heard about the blood sample, but then she stopped him. He sighed lightly. "Either way, you're going to research on it anyway."

"Hey, it's a win-win situation," Bulma giggled. She took a sip of her coffee before she started a new subject, "So, Vegeta… What is your plan with Kakarot? Are you going to stay here or are you going back to your home planet?"

Vegeta frowned at the question. It was the exact same question he had been asking himself every single day. "I honestly don't know. I don't want to go back… but… Kakarot doesn't want to stay here either."

"Oh, my…" Bulma sighed lightly. "Back then when you first got here… did you come from your planet?"

"Yes," Vegeta sat on the chair and crossed his arms on his bare chest. "I ran… no, I escaped before I could get killed. My father… and everybody else were dying around me. By the time I got here, I thought I had no one to go back to. Shit, I thought Kakarot was dead for the entire time… and that I was done for. Then, I met you morons."

"Hey!" Bulma yelled at the offensive term. "I'm a genius scientist! You know better than that!"

"My point is that I survived because of you earthlings," Vegeta said. "If a Saiyan is sent to a planet, then they will destroy the entire civilization. Kakarot could have wiped out this planet if he wanted to. You're lucky that two Saiyans like us did not destroy this planet. However, it won't be long before another one comes," Vegeta said. "That's why I'm staying in order to protect Earth."

"I see," Bulma started tapping her fingers on the table. "I don't know if it's a joke or not, but Yamcha told me that you are the Saiyan King. Isn't that…"

"No," Vegeta snapped at her. "I don't and will never deserve to become the King. I made way too many mistakes for my own people to forgive me. They already have their own King. I'm never going back –"

"Vegeta."

Vegeta and Bulma almost jumped out of their skins when they heard Kakarot's upset voice.

"If you are not going to be the King, then who will take out Frieza?" Kakarot asked. "What about our people? They are suffering!"

"Kakarot, we already had this conversation before," Vegeta said coldly. "When I say I'm not going back, I mean it. For our sake, we are not going to bring it up again."

"Yet, you were discussing about it with her?" Kakarot narrowed his eyes dangerously at the only one woman in the dining room.

"That's none of your concern," Vegeta snapped.

"What happened to you? You're not the Vegeta I used to know," Kakarot looked down at the floor.

"Oh, wow," Vegeta said sarcastically. "Now, you're saying that I changed? Duh, I thought that it was even that obvious to a baka like you."

"Why are you running away?" Kakarot yelled. "Why are you so afraid of returning to Planet Vegeta? I don't understand what you're trying to do!"

"What do you want me to do? Being forced to leave Earth only to get killed by our own people? You'll never understand my… this burden! If I return, it will only hurt me more!"

"Try me!" Kakarot crossed his arms with a small scowl on his face. "Make me understand."

"Please calm down!" Bulma said nervously. She did not want two Saiyans to start fighting and damaging anything in her house. "Guys… it's obvious that you have so much on your shoulders. I think that it's best to tell each other truthfully. I don't know the whole story, but I know you are hiding something. Before you destroy anything, please tell and make up with lots of kisses!"

"Forget it. I don't need him to be worried about me all the time," Vegeta turned away from Bulma and Kakarot. "I'm going out."

"I'm leaving today," Kakarot said, stopping his mate successfully. "I've been staying here way too long. Sooner or later, they will start looking for me. After all, I'm supposed to be the King's mate."

"WHAT?" Vegeta turned back to his mate fast with an obvious possessive and angry look on his face. "Who… who the fuck dares to think about touching you?"

"I'm going to be Lord… no, King Frieza's mate," Kakarot said softly. "I… I'm doing it for the sake of our people. That's why you have to go back."

"To the fucking traitors? Why would you do anything for them? What have they done for you? Nothing!" Vegeta clenched his angry fists. "Fine. You go. I don't give a shit about anything."

"Fine!" Kakarot yelled, as Vegeta opened the front door. "Go ahead and run away! Just like you always did!"

"Umm…" Bulma said nervously after Vegeta took off into the sky. "Kakarot, it will be ok. Vegeta will be thinking about this conversation… and maybe he will come back soon. I hope."

Kakarot ran his hand through his hair, as he sighed in frustration. He could feel tears filling up his eyes, but he refused to cry in the front of an earthling. "Maybe I shouldn't have told him that I am Frieza's mate…"

"No, you were right to tell him," Bulma said. "If he loves you, then he wouldn't let you go. Ever since he arrived here, he hadn't been happy… at least, not until you came. I think… no, I know that he will come back for you – "

They were interrupted when the maids brought the platters on the long table. One of them called, "Breakfast's ready!"

"Kakarot, I heard that you didn't feel quite well this morning. May I please do a physical examination on you before you leave? I'll find something wrong. After all, as Vegeta said, Saiyans don't ever get sick… right?" Bulma asked, as she was watching Kakarot carefully.

"But… I'm feeling better," Kakarot took another bite of a pancake. "I'm not feeling sick anymore."

"But what if you return to your home planet with… an unknown virus in your body? What if your Saiyan doctor can't find anything wrong with you?" Bulma asked, still hoping that Kakarot would agree with her.

"Um," Kakarot frowned. Suddenly, he was not feeling good again. It was not even one minute ago when he did not have any urge to throw up. But, at the same time, the food was so good! He was half hungry and half sick. He could not decide whether to continue eating or not.

"Kakarot, you look a little green," Bulma quickly got up from the chair and helped Kakarot to walk over to the couch. "Please lay down. I'll get water for you."

~~ROAR~~

"What is it? It better be important," A short white cat asked with an irritation in his tone.

"It is, Korin," Kami rubbed his chin. "King Kai discovered a powerful presence around here last week. I searched for the ki energy until I found someone interesting. Apparently, the missing Saiyan Prince had been here for the whole time."

"Saiyan Prince, eh?" Korin said. "So, he's alive, after all."

"And, another Saiyan found him. I thought that they would go back to Planet Vegeta together to defeat Lord Frieza… yet, it seems that the Prince is still struggling with the past."

"Is that why you summoned me to here?" The white cat asked. "Can't you just go by yourself?"

"Actually, I can't leave yet. So I need you to come down to the West City, and try to convince Vegeta that it's absolutely right thing to face his past. Otherwise, he will stay here forever. Oh, the other issue is that he is forever grateful to his friends for saving his life. In this case, I'm pretty sure that the humans are willing to let him go as long as they know that the planet is safe from the threats and that Vegeta is with the people he loves."

"Sounds pretty complicated," Korin rubbed his furry chin. "Well, then… where is our dear Saiyan Prince?"

~TO BE CONTINUED~