The Prince and the Peasant. (Yaoi)

Chapter 1

"Planet Vegeta hasn't been this busy in a while!" The Young Prince said to his father. "Why father? Why is everyone busy today?" The King looked down at his son and smiled.

"In a couple of day's my son, The entire planet will be celebrating our defeat of the Tuffles. We will be celebrating the origins of the Sayian Race, and the creation of Planet Vegeta." The king responded. "You could say its the birthday of the planet."

The Young Vegeta smiled and looked at the working citizens. They were out on the porch in the front of the castle. They saw the gardeners tending their beautiful garden near the front, the city folks decorating the castle and the rest of the area, even some bakers coming inside to get the food ready. Vegeta never known about this special holiday. He was excited to be apart of it.

"What will we do dad?" Vegeta asked. He was pretty curious about this interesting celebration.

The older Vegeta put his arm around his son. "Us Royals will be greeting all the Sayians that come. We'll also host a huge dance right here in the castle ball. Don't worry my son, you'll do great. I just hope that your mother will be coming, but I don't even know where she is..."

"Mom? What if she's... You know....dead?..." The Prince responded. He missed his mother greatly. He only saw her beautiful face when he was a baby.

King Vegeta sighed. "I know she isn't dead my son. She's still out there, I promise on my life! Just believe Vegeta, she's out there somewhere OK." He said in a calm voice.

King Vegeta kneeled down and hugged his son tightly. The Prince hugged his father back, trying hard not to cry.

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"Hurry up and move you stupid fuck!" A random Sayian yelled out at the peasant.

"What do you want me to do!? This is where I live OK! Get your own stupid box!" Goku yelled out. The other sayian Punched him in the face and walked off.

Goku was a homeless, low class Sayian. He lived in the ally ways of the small city. Nobody cared for him, nor give him food, nor look at him. Goku never had anyone to love. He wished that an angle came up to him and took him to a beautiful home, give him food, and nurse him back to health. That was Goku's one and only dream.

'There must be someone out there who will take me in!? Female,Male, I don't care! I need a home, I need a life! Most importantly, I need love...' He thought.

Everyday Goku would try to help out Sayians when they need help, but all he Gets is a punch to a face or cursed at. Goku wasn't a bad person! He was a handsome, wonderful, kind young man. He didn't know why everyone hated him so badly. It broke his heart millions of times.

Goku went out and looked at the huge, beautiful castle up ahead. He had no idea what was going on. Everyone was decorating for some occasion. Was it one of the Royal's birthday or something? Goku walked to the Castle, trying his best not to be attacked by heartless Sayians.

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Vegeta was outside, helping the citizens with the decorations. "They look lovely my subjects." Vegeta said. The citizens bowed in respect.

"Anything for you our Majesty. We are all very excited to celebrate this important holiday in your castle." One of the workers said.

Vegeta smiled and held his head up with pride. "Well you all keep going. I'm gonna check on the others." He said. The workers nodded and kept working. Vegeta walked away from them and sighed. He never thought decorating could be such hard work. He suddenly saw the bakers coming in.

'Something's going on." Vegeta thought. He walked closer and saw them trowing food at a guy. "Stay out of the Castle you fucking peasant! You aren't welcome here!" One of them said.

Vegeta looked at the peasant. He was all covered in food, but Vegeta could still make out his face. He blushed lightly and walked up to them, not taking any chances!