Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Bend. I will not break. Part II ❯ Finally king. ( Chapter 11 )

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BEND.  I WILL NOT BREAK.  PART II,
CHAPTER 11  –  Finally king.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, and Ideologically Sensitive.


A/N: -thought-     "speech"   (mental speech)


-PLANET OSIRIA-


Bulma called all of her commanded forces from the far corners of space for today there would be an announcement of a new prince and an ascending king.  ChiChi and her spouse, Goku, were amongst the first to arrive and Bulma sought it fitting to deem them with the honor of being Trunks' god parents.  ChiChi couldn't get enough of the small babe as he was already more cognoscente than most infants his age, but was half saiyan so that may have had a huge part to play in the child's quick development.


Vegeta readied himself inside of his chambers for the ceremony to come.  His armor was that of a saiyan king that he was always destined to be.  It had been embossed with the royal seal worn over the left pectoral of the chest plate.  The body suit he wore was black and fit the same as his old one had, but it still made him slightly uncomfortable.  He had worn blue for so long it had become a part of who he was.  Another unwelcome change was the blue cape with red underlining.

–What function could this accessory possibly have on the battlefield?-  He looked over his appearance in the full length mirror and could hardly believe what he saw to be real.  Once king he would eliminate certain aspects of the royal attire to suit him better, but for now the old traditions were in place and he had to abide by them.

His head swiveled for the door as he heard the creak of its hinges announcing someone's entry.  A second later Kakarott walked around the door and closed it behind him.  The two princes' looked at one another.  Vegeta was the higher prince for he was the prince of saiyans and Kakarott the lower because he married the princess ChiChi and thus became a prince.

Kakarott chose to break the awkward silence between them and spoke.  "That's a nice boy you have out there."

"Yes he's quite powerful for his age.  I hear that you and your mate are going to have a child."  Vegeta had turned back to the mirror to make some last adjustments to his uniform as he glanced back at the other man as he spoke through the mirror.

"Yes.  We think it's a boy.  We're going to call him Gohan."  Kakarott said nervously as he fiddled with the fur of his tail that was securely wrapped around his waist.

Vegeta grunted his wordless approval and turned to face his fellow saiyan.  "It's time."


Bulma stood before the congregation and announced the beginning of the ceremony.   She shifted her gaze to ChiChi from time to time to check up on her young son.  She had recently found out from her dear friend that she too was carrying a child and would soon have a son of her own.  She was happy for her.

The crowd became silent as the prince stepped into the room and walked regally to the dais where Bulma waiting to receive him.  Once he reached her she gave him a knowing smile and then took his hand in hers.

Men and women.  Soldiers and Saiyans.  I, your queen, seek the approval of the council and the approval of the Saiyan people to grant me Prince Vegeta of the Saiyans and lost Vegetasei the right to be my mate and the king of our great people.  What say you?"

"The council gives you our approval, your majesty."  The elder and head of the saiyan royal counsel gave their vote.

"…and what say you, people of lost Vegetasei?"  Bulma called forth to the gathered crowd.
"He's not good enough for you!"  A distant shout came from an unknown source.  This outburst spawned sporadic laughter to erupt throughout the crowd.  After the chortles subsided the crowd cheered and acknowledged the prince as the mate of their queen.

"Then as it is, according to Saiyan law, I acknowledge Prince Vegeta as my royal mate.  Men and women, Saiyan soldiers of lost Vegetasei, I present to you Vegeta, King of all Saiyans and lost Vegetasei!"  Bulma announce with authority and finality.

She leant over to her mate and kissed him passionately for a brief moment before she released him. "Now announce Trunks as your successor and heir."  She whispered seductively in his ear as ChiChi came forward with Trunks in her arms.

"Woman, can't you make the announcement?"  Vegeta asked with his eyes slightly hazed with lust.

"You wanted to be king.  Now, announce your son as your heir."  She gently prodded her mate.
Vegeta took Trunks from ChiChi carefully and held the child aloft in his arms.  "As my first decree as your king I announce to you that my son, Prince Trunks, is to be my royal heir and will succeed me upon my death or when my mate is no longer able to rule."  Vegeta's chest swelled with pride as he gazed upon his son and his mate.  He was king and was blessed with a family to rule beside him.  What more could he ask for.

-Perhaps Immortality?-   Vegeta shook away the thought and took his mate if a fevered kiss with his unoccupied arm.  He pulled back and then handed their son over to Bulma who took him willingly and then smiled back up at him.  –Yes, this will do fine.-
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