Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Speck ❯ Speck Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

AN: Alrightie, new ficcie!! Aren't you overjoyed?? o.o; This one's an AU GxV ( as in GokuxVegeta, not no stinkwad GohanxVidel ><;;;) It's the typical 'Goku is a slave, Vegeta buys him, yadda yadda yadda' fic. Sound boring? I promise you it won't be-- please read it anyway -.-;....please???

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It was a rather hot, sunny day- the kind of day that made you want to run and hide in a nice, cool house rather than stay outside shopping. However, that was what Vegeta had been doing all day.The hot sun beamed down on the brown tents providing refreshing coolness from the hot, bitter heat. Loud, constant voices droned on as bargains were made and things were bought. The sound of the voices were enough to hurt anyone's ears, much less a saiyan's sensative ones.

this particular planet, called Platonia, was the number one planet for selling goods in the Northern quadrant.

The streets of this particular town on that particular planet were dusty- the homes were made of light brown bricks with domed tops, the average building was about 7 stories high.

The sky was a bright blue, soft yellow clouds moving sluggishly across the sky. Three suns all beamed from over head.

Vegeta had dropped by on this planet out of curiosity- he was already going on his way somewhere, so he decided to stop by this small planet- he'd heard of its many rumors of having the best economy- however, after some shopping he had only purchased a few material posessions that caught his eye. He was already rather bored with this place, not to mention its unpleasant weather.

Vegeta was 39 years old, average height for a male his age. To disguise his identity from these common folk, he wore a brown tunic with the hood fastened over his head, with white tights and brown, leather boots and gloves.

He strolled through the street with the few things he had bought in a large brown sack over his noble shoulder. As he walked down the streets, he heard loud shouting come from not too far off clearly seperated from the other voices of the crowd.

He started to walk close to what the sound was and found that it was people yelling angrily. Suddenly, someone darted out from an alley, running full speed. Vegeta could not react quickly enough, and the man came crashing into him, the parcels both men were carrying went crashing to the ground.

Vegeta recovered his senses more quickly than the person who had ran into him. Quickly he got up, grabbed his luggage and stood infront young man before him.

The boy shook his head wearily and groaned. He opened his eyes and noticed all of the things he had been carrying-- or stealing-- had gone flying everywhere. They were infact a huge sack of bright green apples.

" Oh no!!" He shouted, and started crawling around on the ground, picking up the apples and thtowing them in the sack hastily.

Vegeta inspected the boy- his clothes looked like a slave, or atleast a poor person's. Brown pants, a light brown, loose shirt and a white sash tying them together. He didn't wear any shoes, and his clothes, feet and hands were covered in dirt and- blood was it?

Before he could see the young man more closely, an old man and several beautiful young women came dashing over to the two of them- evidently they were the ones the young man had been running from.

The old man's face was red with anger- he had a long, pointy beard and wrinkles everywhere on his face, and a scraggly, unkept mustache. He wore much finer clothing than the young women around him. All of the young girls were wearing rough, dirty clothing much like the young man's. All of the young girls had large ears like elves and appeared to be a different race than the boy or the old man.

" Goku! Come here right now!" The old man scolded. Goku hesitated a little before he hoisted himself up and walked over to the man and the women sadly, leaving the apples on the ground.

The old man suddenly turned to Vegeta, his furious expression suddenly changing to a much nicer one.

" Thankyou for capturing this young man-- he's a labor slave, as you can tell, and he has been misbehaving lately- he ran away from us- and I guess he stole these apples from you while he was at it. I'm terribly sorry, sir."

Vegeta gave him a smirk. " You don't have to thank me-- those were not my apples. He just bumped into me, it wasn't any trouble.'

The old man turned to the boy, who had his head down in a shameful manner. " You stole those apples from someone else, didn't you boy!?" He scolded.

" I didn't steal them.." the young man- or Goku- said softly and quietly, " A woman gave them to me because I helped her with her bags, I promise I didn't steal them.."

Vegeta was touched by this sincere comment from the man, but evidently the old man didn't believe him, and gave him a slap upside the head. Goku immediatly shut his mouth and hung his head low again.

" Don't lie, boy! You'll get no supper for that little stunt you pulled!"

Vegeta couldn't take much more of this. " That's enough, old man!" He commanded. The man gave him a hard glance, but his glare faulted immediatly when Vegeta removed the hood over his head to reveal the rest of his face.

" Prince Vegeta!!" The elderly man exclaimed. He and the seven young girls behind him dropped to their knees in courtesy, except for Goku who just looked confused.

The old man grabbed Goku's hand and yanked him down with him. " Get down, you stupid fool! We are in the presence of royalty!"

" Oh! Ahm--"Goku quickly ducked his head down, most of his unruly hair falling in his face.

Vegeta grinned a little. " There is no use for that- please stand up."

The nine of them all stood up infront of Vegeta. The old man bowed his head one last time to Vegeta.

" You are as mercifal as everyone says you are. Please--" The old man gestured towards the seven young women standing inback of him, giving Vegeta a grizzled old smile, " Please pick from whichever pleasure slave you desire, sir. For free, no charge."

All seven of them immediatly gave Vegeta their most appealing smiles. Vegeta glanced at each one. They were all beautiful- short hair, long hair, black hair, blonde hair, pink hair, brown hair, blue hair-- however, they were not what he was looking for.

Vegeta smiled and pointed towards a startled looking Goku. " How much is he?" Vegeta suggested.

The elderly man looked shocked. He schook his head furiously. " You do not want him, sire! He is michivious and does not do what his masters tell him-- he is always sent back hours after he is sold, and he will never answer to any name his masters give him! Please, your majesty, pick one of the ladies."

Vegeta bared his saiyan-like fangs at the old man. " Do as I say. Here, take this if this is what it will take." Vegeta said. The leather belt around his tunic had a brown sack tied to it. He unfastened it and dropped it into the hands of the bearded man. The weight of the parcel was enough to insure the boy's sale.

The old man doubled over in joy at the bag of gold coins, but couldn't help being confused on why the mighty saiyan prince wanted a mere labor slave.

Vegeta gently pushed past the confused, and obviously disapointed young ladies towards Goku. Goku's head was hung down. Vegeta approched him, and gently with brown, leather gloved finger, he touched Goku's chin and forced the boy to look him in the eyes.

Vegeta examined the man's face more closely than he had gotten to. His eyes were soft, deep chocolate ones. His skin was also soft and pale, contrasting greatly with his pitch black hair. Also, he had the ritch, intoxicating scent that only a saiyan-rather a male saiyan- could provide him.

After inspecting the boy for a few moments, he asked, " How old are you?"

Goku blushed a little, finally looking down at the ground. " 21."

Vegeta nodded. He had assumed that the man was younger than that- but 21 seemed about right.

The old man marched happily over to Goku, a look of greed and pure joy on his withered face. He gave Goku a hearty slap on the back. " Goku, he's your new master now. So behave yourself and don't get into trouble, just do whatever he tells you."

Goku gave Vegeta a suggestive glance. He was stiff,and didn't move from the spot he'd been standing in.

" Goku, " the bearded man said, " He's rich and powerful. He will give you as much food as you want, so go on now!" He prodded.

This evidently got Goku's attention. Vegeta had already started walking down the street. Goku picked up his bag of apples and then hastily ran to catch up with his new master, waving goodbye to his lady friends and the grizzeled old man- however, he was too busy counting his money to notice.

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