A Saiyans Past

Chapter 2

"Hey Geta!"
"How many times have I told you not to call me that!"
"Sorry, wanna go train again today?"
"No, I'm busy."
"But you are always busy.."

I went through this everyday. She would come to me, ask me to train. Some days I would but on days like these, I could care less.

"Please Vegeta, I really want too today."

Who was I talking about? None other than Souara herself. She lived in my palace because of her father. He is my fathers right hand man. A general to be more specific.

"Why today? What makes today so special?" I raised my brow at her. She didn't look me in the eye, but kept her gaze averted the ground. Silence filled the hallway before I sighed. "Fine, but only for a short while." Her blue eyes lit up with excitement with a large smile.

"Thanks Get-.. er, Vegeta!" Souara grabbed my wrist and lead me to the training room. I don't know why, but my face began to feel a little hot.
"H-Hey! I know where it's at! You don't have to hold my wrist."
"Hehe, sorry." She let go and opened the door to the training room. We would sometimes even come this room to just get away from everyone. The pale grey walls were sound proof, so whoever trained in here wouldn't disturb the others. I'm not quite sure why my father thought putting windows in here was a good idea, but it did make the room feel more comforting in a way. Red curtains draped over the large windows, blocking out the sun, making the room have a reddish tint to it.

"Ready?" She asked, popping her knuckles.
"Hmph, always." I knew exactly what she was going to do first. Charge me then attempt to kick my side. Then, when I grab her leg to block her, she will try to elbow me in the gut.

Called it. She did just that and know, I had her elbow cupped in the middle of my hand.
"Damn, guess I'll try something new." What was she talking about? She disappeared quickly out of my sight.
"W-What? Where did sh-" A sharp pain shot throughout my back as I fell to the ground. My head slowly turned to look behind me to see Souara stand there, with a proud smirk on her face.
"How did you do that?" I got up from the ground, rubbing the spot where I assumed she punched me, in circles. She placed her skinny finger to her plump pink lips.
"It's a secret." Before I could even get a chance to reply, someone had knocked on the door.

"What do you want?" I asked, irritated. The door opened, to reveal one of the soldiers. He looked scared to be in the same room with me. I mentally chuckled to myself, loving the feeling of being feared.

"I'm s-sorry to interrupt your t-training your majesty b-but, I have come with terrible news." I frowned at this statement. What could be wrong this time? Don't tell me Frieza is planning something..
"It is your mother Souara."
"What about my mother. What happened?" Now I remember. I overheard General Yakunan speaking with another well respected general that Kiyoshi was ill. I knew how much Sourara cared for her mother, they were practically the same being. They acted just like one another. And different from the rest of us.

"Your mother has...passed. I'm truly sorry." The soldier said with a frown across his face. He bowed to me then left the room. I turned to look at Sourara.

"M-my...mother is..." Her fists clenched together as she choked on her words. I would never admit it, but I felt bad for her. I know what it was like to lose a mother.

"Souara, I..." I couldn't find the words to speak, like they were stuck in my throat, refusing to leave my lips.
"It's all his fault." She spoke lowly then ran out of the room.
"Souara!" I ran after her, knowing she couldn't have gone far.

After a few hours of searching, I couldn't find her anywhere. No one had seen her either. I thought I could ask her father. If any would know where she is, he might.

I made my way to the thrown room, knowing he would be with my father. Sure enough, I was right. I opened the large doors and bowed quickly to my father.

"Father." I greeted in my usual annoyed tone. Father nodded his head, acknowledging my greeting. I made eye contact with Yakunan and something seemed...off. His face remained the normal look of calm and collected, but his eyes were cold and emotionless. I didn't want to make a wrong move, so I decided to move on to what I came here for. "General Yauknan, I am sorry to hear about the loss of Kiyoshi."
He looked at me, with his eyes still the same. "Thank you, she will be missed." He spoke in a sad tone.
"May I ask, where is Souara?" Yakunan glanced to the side, almost like it was annoyed by my question. He looked back at me, but his eyes changed. They held a certain emotion that I would see my father give to traitors of our kind. Disgust.
"I'm sorry, I do not know where she is..... the brat." He spoke the last part softly so no one could here. But it seems, I am the only one who did. I decided not to make a scene about it, so I thanked him and left.

The guards closed the door behind me, after I exited the throne room. Where could she have gone?

"I hear the voice on the wind.And I, hear you call out my name." Soft singing began to ring in my ear. Was that her? No, it couldn't be.
I followed the sound of the singing through the long corridor before my feet stopped in front of a large, black door. Of course, her mothers room. I slowly opened the door, enough to peek inside.

There she was, sitting in the chair her mother used to rock her in as a baby, or so I have been told. It looked like she was holding something. I squinted my eyes, hoping to get a better look. It looked like a necklace. I've never seen her wear it before, unless I wasn't paying attention.

"Souara?" I spoke softly, trying not to startle her.
"V-Vegeta?" Her voice cracked. It sounded like she had been crying for hours. I stepped into the room, walking closer to her. Now I could get a better look at her.

Her blue eyes were puffy from crying and her once fair cheeks were the color of red. She sniffed her nose, wiping whatever tears were left on her cheek.
"I'm sorry, about your mother." I knelt down in front of her. I really didn't know what to do in these situations, mostly because I would avoid them at all costs. But for some reason, something told me to check on her, make sure she was okay. I even wanted to hold her and pet her head, telling her that everything would be alright. But that's not like me. That's not what a saiyan does. We usually hide our emotions and put all of our troubles into fighting. Why did I not feel that?
"I thought she was gonna make it. That she would be okay. I should've known better.." Souara didn't look at me, keeping her head held down. "I just wanted her to be okay. I didn't want her to leave me....especially with him." She spat out the last part lowly.
"Him?"
"My father." She answered. Her father? What was going on? First, the way the general had been acting and now she is acting cold towards him.
"I'm sorry." She spoke, breaking my train of thought. "I can't stay here anymore. I have to leave."
"Wait, why? You don't have to go." I felt a sting in my chest hearing her say that. What is wrong with me?
"I do. I'm sorry Vegeta." She stood up, brushing me to the side. She opened up the balcony window and stood on the terrace
"You don't have to go Souara. Whatever the problem is, I can help you."
"I've already made up my mind. This is something you can't fix, not this time." I stood up and walked behind her. She turned around to look at me, with a sad smile on her face. Fresh tears were beginning to well up in her beautiful dark blue eyes. Wait, did I say beautiful?
"I hate leaving you, believe me I do. But this is for the best. I've been thinking about it a lot, and it would be a bad idea for me to stay here."
"Where will you go?" I asked, feeling a frown crawl onto my face.
"Far away from here." I didn't want her to go. I wanted her to stay here with me. She was the only one who brought the slightest bit of happiness in this dull, boring life.
"Will I see you again?" Please don't go.....
"Maybe one day." I need you here with me....
She kissed my cheek then flew away, with a small wave. No, come back...
"I'll see you again Vegeta. Please take care of yourself. Goodbye.."

That was the last time I ever saw her.

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My eyes shot open as I sat up in bed. I sighed, rubbing my eyes. It was all just a dream. No, it was a memory. One memory that is stuck in my end since the day it happened.

Where was I anyways? I turned my head form side to side, looking at my surroundings. Oh yeah, I snuck off in the old mans ship to go find that clown. When I found out that he was alive, I knew what I had to do. Find the idiot and bring him back to finish what we started.

I threw the covers off of me and slipped on my training spandex and armor, since I sleep with only underwear. I stretched my arms as I went to the gravity controls to adjust them once more.

"Let's set it to 10x's Earth gravity." I set controls as such and began my training.

As I was training, I couldn't help but think about my dream. I couldn't get her off my mind since that day. I wished I could back in time, and hold her, begging her not to leave.

But I don't beg. I'm the prince of saiyans. Why would I waste my time on just one woman?

....I guess maybe because I love her...

Sorry if anything is misspelled or any grammar errors. I will possibly go back and fix them later.

I forgot to put this in the beginning, but the song I used is The Voice - by Celtic Women

Have a good life guys! <3