Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A forbidden Love ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters although Prince Vegeta will always be my favorite.

 

 

A forbidden love

 

By: Fluffy'sBaby

 

Summary: King Vegeta is ashamed of his son, Prince Vegeta. The Prince at a young age was thought to have a mental problem. He doesn't talk to anyone and his power level is below average for a saiyan. The King, who is desperate to increase his son's power level, decides to allow one of his elite warriors train his son. The relationship starts off rough, but soon becomes more than that of a teacher, student bond.

 

Warning: Rated: T, M/M, Yaoi, Child Abuse, under aged lover.

 

A/N: Bardock and Vegeta are a weird pairing I know. But I haven't seen these two paired together, and I thought I would try it. This story takes place on planet Vegeta where neither Freiza nor Goku exist. Vegeta is age 15 and Bardock is age 32.

 

 

Chapter 1

 

 

King Vegeta sat at his throne head held high, as he looked down upon his people. His son Prince Vegeta sat beside him quiet as usual, his ebony eyes staring into his lap.

 

The boy sat a splitting image of his father. From his tall paprika colored, flame shaped hair, down to his bronze skin, royal styled wardrobe and pointed toe boots.

 

You could indeed tell that he was the King's son.

 

The only difference was the prince had yet to grow his facial hair, and his eyes didn't show as much intensity as his father's, they held a more confused look. His body though masculine still needed time to grow to its full potential.

 

He was small, very short for his age and his body held a feminine delicacy which he most likely inherited from his late mother. Yes you could basically say that the Prince was beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful saiyan to be born as of yet.

 

But his looks were the only good traits his people knew of him. Other than that he was usually called, retarded, a weakling, a lowlife, or a mutt…… and those were just the insults coming from his father.

 

His own father thought lowly of him. Time and time again the young prince would be abused physically and mentally by the violent King. He would be constantly harassed because of his low power level and his inability to talk. But its not that he couldn't talk, it's just that…… he didn't want to. As for his power level, he was very strong as a child but after his mother died that all changed. He just seemed to grow weaker and weaker by the days.

 

Prince Vegeta continued to stare at his lap; he winced as his father began to bark orders at the warriors who stood ahead of them.

 

Among those warriors was the elite fighter, Bardock. The prince couldn't help but take small glances at the man because Bardock indeed had a beauty of his own.

 

He was a tall masculine soldier with tanned skin and attractively spiked ebony hair which was styled in a weird shape. He wore a red bandana tied tightly around his forehead and a long cross shaped battle scar was shown proudly across his left cheek.

 

Next to him stood his crew, a tall muscular man named Torra, a small but fierce female name Celipa, a short chubby man named Panbukin, and a tall weird looking saiyan named Topeto.

 

They all bowed before the King and Prince none of them making eye contact, out of means of respect.

 

The King ruffled his eyebrows before speaking. “The rest of the crew may leave. I only wish to speak with Bardock.”

 

With out arguing all of the crew except for Bardock stood to their feet. They each bowed once more to show respect for the King and Prince, then they departed.

 

Sweat dropped from Bardock's forehead as he continued to stare at the ground.

 

“Why does he only want to speak with me? Damn what did I do now?” was all the saiyan could think as he continued to bow before the King.

 

As soon as Bardock's crew was out of the door, King Vegeta spoke. “You may stand now Bardock.”

 

The scarred saiyan hesitated, but soon rose to his feet. He immediately made eye contact with the young prince. Vegeta's eyes quickly darted back to his lap after making brief contact with Bardock's.

 

Bardock noticed this but didn't look away. He continued to stare at the young Prince. It was something about him that attracted the elite warrior but he just didn't know what.

 

The King noticed that Bardock's attention was not focused on him, so he cleared his throat drawing all spotlight back to him.

 

“I know you are wondering why I called you here Bardock.”

 

The elite warrior snapped his attention back to his King and nodded his head slowly, not knowing what to expect.

 

“Well, I called you here because as you know, you are one of the strongest warriors I've got.”

 

A small grin spread across Bardock's face before he bowed again. “Thank you, sire.”

 

King Vegeta smiled, “Yes, well that is why I called you here. I want you to train my son.”

 

Prince Vegeta's head snapped up, as well as Bardock's.

 

“E….excuse me sire, you want me to do what?”

 

The King frowned down upon the soldier. “I believe you heard me the first time. I want you to train my son……. As you know, his power level is way below average and you being of the elite class I trust you enough to allow you to train him. I would do it myself but being King I am too busy.”

 

King Vegeta noticed the disgruntled look on Bardock's face and was certainly not pleased with it.

 

“You don't happen to have a problem with my decision, now do you Bardock?”

 

Bardock fixed the look on his face and smiled at the King. “Not at all sire. Matter of fact, it would be an honor to train the young Prince.”

 

Bardock turned his gaze towards Prince Vegeta who turned the other direction.

 

“Perfect, then you will start tomorrow. You will train him as long as it takes, understand? I want my son to be the strongest of them all.”

 

Bardock smiled once more and bowed before the King. “You have my word sire.”

 

King Vegeta put on a satisfied grin. “All I needed to hear. You are now dismissed.”

 

Bardock stood up straight and left the room. The King looked towards his son who still had a disapproved look on his face.

 

“Change that look on your face mutt. The only reason I had to sink so low as to ask one of my warriors for help is because of you. If you weren't such a fucking weakling then we wouldn't be having this problem.”

 

Prince Vegeta let out a deep sigh, unfazed by the words spoken to him. It's not as if he hadn't heard it before.

 

He stood up from the throne and walked out of the room without taking another look at his father.

 

TBC….

 

Short, I know…..but I didn't want to write too much on the first chapter. Please review and tell me if my idea of putting Bardock and Vegeta together will make a good story. Chapter 2 will have more detail, so just bare with me until then.