Love With A Little Help. (Goku X Vegeta Yaoi)

Part 7: Breakfast

The next day, Vegeta was laying in his bed thinking about a few things. For the past month or two, he felt his body begin to change. It wasn't very comfortable, so the young prince had objections to the laws of nature.

But, when his father explained this awhile back, he said that it was key to unlock his full fighting potential. So, for his love of fighting, he decided not to complain. He wouldn't do that either way though, because the boy thought of himself as a man. And the only thing whining would do is make him look like a sissy.

He got out of bed and searched for his body suit.

He went to his dresser, and opened the second drawer. Inside, he found three body suits, and two sets of armer.One of them was red instead of blue like the other two. Vegeta liked the red one because it made him seem more regal and sophisticated.

But it was only used on special occasions, so he just picked a blue body suit, and an white and gold set of armer.

Even though the prince was growing, his clothes always fit him perfectly, because they were made out of extremely stretchy material.

Once Vegeta was done dressing, he quickly combed his hair with hs fingers and walked out the door.

The moment he stepped out of the door, his bodyguard, Nappa, came rushing by his side. 'Why do I even have a body guard. I'm ten times sronger than everyone on this planet.' Vegeta wondered

"Good morning, Prince Vegeta!" Nappa greeted him casually as if they were friends. Vegeta didn't think of him as a friend at all. He acctually thought that Nappa was one of the most annoying and unneccecary people he knew.

The prince just ignored him in response to his warm greeting, and started walking in the direction of the dining room for some breakfast.

"Where are you going Vegeta?" Nappa took three steps in Vegeta's direction and was already caught up with him due to his legs being much longer than the prince's.

Vegeta just ignored him again, and turned a sharp corner where the dining room was in view. Nappa caught up again and was now walking beside his so called "friend".

Vegeta was starting to get extremely irritated, and it didn't help that his bodyguard was doing that thing where you walk slightly diagonally so that it gradually pushes the person your walking with to the side.

The prince was beyond annoyed at Nappa, so he started speed walking to the dining room. The larger soon caught up though due to his larger stature once again. Vegeta silently cursed himself for bieng below average in the height factor.

The both of them finally reached the dining room where delicious aromas were floating off of the food to thier noses. Nappa took a deep breath in and out of his nose, sighing at the savory smell of bacon, eggs, and everything a saiyan would dream of.

"Mmmm, smell that Vegeta! Let's go eat!"

The prince didn't like the fact that Nappa, someone below his level of class, was making the decisions of when they would eat. Vegeta decided to control his hunger for a few minutes to teach his bodyguard a lesson.

As Nappa was about to make his way to the breakfast table, Vegeta grabbed the back of his armour and pulled him back to his original spot.

"Not until I say so! Know your place. I am superior to you in every way, and you better not forget that as long as you live, or you with have do face my wrath!"

People were starting to turn heads to the shouting prince. Vegeta noticed this and decided to cut his rant short in order to not taint his collected reputation.

Nappa raised an eyebrow and gave Vegeta a confused expression. "What? I just want some food. Aren't you hungry too?"

Vegeta let go of his armour and glared at his bodyguard. He started to walk to the breakfast table without saying another word. "Jeez" Nappa thought aloud before following his prince.

When both of thier plates were filled to the point of overflowing, Vegeta went to a secluded area where only royals were allowed to eat. He was about to dig into his delicious looking meal when he caught eye of a familliar looking family.

Bardock, Raditz, and Kakarot walked into the breakfast hall looking like three average food lusting saiyans. Once they smelled the food, their eyes fashed with hunger.

They made their way to the breakfast bar, and Bardock and Raditz started to stack their plates. Kakarot, however, couldn't reach any of the food, so he started to pout.

Vegeta was watching this from a distance, and softly chuckled, smiling at the young saiyan's stuggle to do such a simple task. Nappa leaned over getting unnecisarily colse to the prince.

"What are you smiling at?" He asked with a full mouth.

Vegeta jumped in his seat, and looked up at Nappa. "Swallow your food before you dare talk to me." The elder looked at him in confusion.

"Oh, right." Nappa swallowed his spicey chicken before speaking to him again.

"So? What are you so interested in. You looked like you were in a trance." Nappa looked at him in an uncomfortably intense way. He still didn't get the attention of Vegeta because the prince went back to staring at the laugh worthy acts of kakarot.

"Someone caught your eye?" Nappa wiggled his dark eyebrows at Vegeta.

The prince snapped his head back to the one sitting accross from him and gave Nappa a fake desgusted look, and a sound of dissaproval at what his bodyguard was suggesting.

"That is rediculous! What on planet Saiya made you think something remotely close to that!" Vegeta gave one more look of utter dissaproval before folding his arms and sitting back in his chair.

He hid his face in order to hide the light blush that had formed on his cheeks.

"Daddy look! It's Vegeta!" Kakarot pointed his pudgy index finger in his prince's direction.