Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prince and His Slave ❯ The Prince and His Slave 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Author's Notes: You meet her in Love or Friendship and now you get to hear the story of how her mother Lunaria and father Prince got together. But can their love survive betrayal, jealousy, the difference of their races, and status of Prince and slave. I got the idea for the name of Vega from the Street Fighter movie/show/whateve u wanna call it. Thanks to Kei for letting me use Peppa in my story.
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"Wh at do you mean by emotions?" asked Lunaria.
"I mean things like love, compassion, sympathy," said the prince before her waving his hand.
"Oh well what do you want to know about them?"
"Define them."
"Love can be define has a tender attraction or devotion, an underlying oneness, or a feeling of intense desire and attraction," she began. "Sympathy can be a mutual understanding, a relationship between two people based on one affect on the other, or the power of sharing feelings with another. Then there's compassion which can be described as one simple thing a deep awareness of the suffering of another and the wish or desire you could say to relieve it."
"Tell me little one what exactly do you say they are?" asked Vega taking a sip of wine.
"I say love is something that is not selfish it is to be in love and have children with eachother. It knows no race, no religion, no creed, no ethncty, no sexual orientation, it knows nothing. All that love knows is that if you truely care for someone and are willing to give up anything for them, then that is the greatest form of love you could ever have. Sympathy is something I can't explain in words."
"Then explain it in a way you can."
"I guess you could say sympathy is like mercy. There is a story I remeber hearing I don't remeber who told it to me though. However a king had an only son and his son was murdered by a peasant."
"Why would the peasant murder royalty?"
"I don't know your highness, but the reason is not important. The king had the peasant locked away. The peasant was also the only son of a woman that had no other source of income then her son. She went before the king and begged him to have mercy and sympathy on her son. He told her he didn't deserve it and she told him that is he deserved it then it wouldn't be mercy."
"I see so this mercy and sympathy isn't something you deserve?"
"No your highness not everyone that recieves mercy deserves it."
"What about compassion then?"
"I see compassion has a mixture of sympathy and love. For without having love you can't have the compassion to have sympathy."
"Explain."
"The king from the story took compassion for the mother who to was grieving the loss of her son though her loss was different from his."
"So his love for his dead son lead him to have compassion for the mother which lead him to have mercy or sympathy for her son?"
"Correct."
"Interesting concept completely foolish and soft hearted of the king though?"
"What do you mean your highness?"
Vega sighed and rolled his eyes, "It's obvious the king having mercy for the man that killed his son his a weakness. That would never be shown on this planet. Just because we are Sayain and have honor does not mean that we have weakness!"
"Of course your highness," said Lunaria softly bowing her head.
Vega frowned wondering if he had hurt her he hadn't meant to, then he shook his head at the very thought. Here he was telling her haveing sympathy and compassion was a weakness and he was feeling guilty about hurting her feelings! It was truely pathetic really he was amazed at his own hypcorsy. He tilted her chin up and was surprised to see nothing but calmness in green eyes. Her eyes reminded him of the Sayain emeralds his mother had been so fond of. He and his brother had adored thier mother, even more then they had looked up to their father. Their father was a fool, however their mother had been truely brillant leader and the people had prospered when she had been alive. Now that she had died their people struggled to survive and Vega wondered if they could ever bring their people out of it.
"Your worry for your people your highness could be considered compassion," she said softly breaking him from his thoughts.
"What?" he asked frowning. "What did you say?"
"I," she began but suddenly paled drastically even more then she already was and Vega could have sworn that she looked about ready to faint then and there.
Lunaria suddenly became very afraid she couldn't tell him she had read his mind. However what really scared her was the fact that she had done it without even trying and that worried her she had never done that before and it could only mean one of two things. One was that her powers were so great that now she didn't even have to try to do simple things and the others she didn't even want to think about. She wanted to run and looked around searching for a reason to escape from him. Now!
Vega exaimened the woman before him and wondered what was wrong with her. He released her hand and frowned again before sighing.
"You may leave," he said waving her away. "However come back tommorrow I have somemore questions to ask you about your kind."
"Has you wish," said the woman before leaving his room.
Vega lay there and just stared at the closed door before drifting off to sleep in the couch he was resting on, his dreams filled with the slave girl and the feeling in his chest she brought to him that night.
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It had been a month since Lunaria had begun to go to the prince and talk to him about her "kind". In a way she was relieved that he didn't know what she truely was since being a witch was forbiddian but her mother had explained that witches didn't use ki like some warriors that used nature for their power, and nature's power was undetectable to mortals. However that problem was not what had begun to worry her what had begun to worry her was the fact that he had slowly been becoming attached to her and it was becoming more and more apparnt each passing day. He had ordered her to come back to his room after the first day and she had to or die.
This time when she walked into his room she was aware of the water shutting off.
'So,' she thought to herself. 'He just got done taking a shower. He always seems to be taking one or have taken one when I come before him. I wonder why he does that?'
She looked up when he came stridding into the room seemingly forgetting she was in the room since he wore absolutely nothing around his waist. Lunaria bowed while bitting her lips and blushing slightly. He walked past her and suddenly stopped dead in his tracks almost has if he finally realized that she was in the room. He took one look at her and frowned.
'What the hell is her problem?' he thought to himself frowning.
"What is wrong woman?!" Vega demanded frowning.
"Your highness you are naked," stammered Luneria.
"I am well aware of that woman," snapped Prince Vega. "But that doesn't explain why you are blushing!"
The prince frowned and thought a moment when suddenly it accord to him why she would be blushing.
"You've never seen a naked man before have you?" he asked smirking moving toward her.
"I..I..," stammered Lunaria backing up slightly.
Vega just chuckled and took Lunaria's chin in his hand, he moved it up so that she looked him in the eyes.
"You are truely a sight to behold," said Vega. "If you were a Sayain female you could have any male you so desired. No matter what your status was has a warrior."
"I would have no interest in them if I were Sayain," said Lunaria softly.
"You would rather be a Priestess of the moon godess?" asked Vega his voice getting lower.
"Yes," said Lunaria softly.
"Why?"
"None of them interest me has a human and none of them would interest me has a Sayain."
"You're not even interested in me?" asked Vega moving his face closer.
"Why do you want to know?" asked Lunaria catching her breathe when their faces were only inches apart.
"Let's just say that I am very interested in you right now," he said capturing her lips for a brief second.
Vega moved away and licked his lips she was a delicate morsal, her lips tasted like a strong wine. He moved forward again only to have her pull away.
"Your highness," said Lunaria visiable shaken by the experience.
"You have never been kissed before either have you?" he asked slightly amused.
"Your highness we can't do this," Lunaria whispered backing away somemore.
"Can't do what? Make love? Come now you are of mating age and my slave I could command you to be willing."
"I would still fight."
"Why do your 'morals' forbid it?" asked Vega smirking coldly.
"No it's not that we just can't!" shouted Lunaria turning around to face the opposite direction.
'If I do this then he will surely find out who I am all witches have a mark on them above their right hip,' thought Lunaria. 'I would die if he discovers my mark.'
"I care nothing about your mark woman," snapped Vega grabbing her by the upper arm and spinning her around.
"How can you here my thoughts?" asked Lunaria.
"What are you talking about woman?!" demanded Vega his eyes narrowing. "Didn't you speak?"
"No," whispered Lunaria feeling a great fear well within her.
"You thought that?!" he demanded.
"Yes."
'No,' thought Vega. 'It can't be we can't be!'
"Damnit," muttered Vega. "We're connected!"
"What do you mean connected has in soulmates?!"
"Yes you are my other half!"