Power of true love

Chapter one

" How're you, my child?" asked a fat lady with a vegetable basket in hand.

" Good morning Mrs. Subha. I'm fine. I'm just trying to find some vegetables I want." The 17 years old teen asked, smiling.

"Oh. What're you finding?"

" Just some Dunkin fruits for pie. You know how much father likes it. But it looks like I would not be able to make it today. There's not even one left." He said, smiling sadly.

" Oh, don't worry, Vegeta. See, I've bought so many, probably some of them would be wasted. You can take as much as you can." The lady said, smiling lovingly.

" Oh, mrs. Subha. How can I thank you for this?" He said, sincererity evident in his voice.

" Just take it vegeta. I'm like your mother. You don't have to thank me for this."

Vegeta smiled and nodded. He took two of the Dunkins from the basket and proceeded to pay for them.

But Mrs. Subha caught his hand," You don't have to pay, vegeta. Just take them."

" But Mrs. Subha I can't...................."

Mrs. Subha cut him off," No, vegeta. You're doing so much for us. This is the least I could do." She said sadly.

" Mrs. Subha, that's my duty as a prince. Don't think I'm doing something out of that."

" Oh, vegeta............ my child. You're so responsible for your age....... Every family should have a child like you." She sobbed as tears rolled down her cheeks.

" Mrs. Subha, how many times did I tell you? don't cry like this for so little things. Now, please stop crying and smile." He smiled, rubbing her tears away.

She hugged him and kissed his cheek before giving a teary smile.

" Good, now I should go. Papa must be waiting for me. Bye....and thanks for the fruits." He waved his hand smiling brightly before turning and walking towards the castle.

Poor boy....... have so much to see in his life........ It should not have happened like this, She thought looking at him sadly as he went away.

Everyone in the market smiled. They greeted him and waved their hands. Happy to see him.

" Bye, Mr. Mupi, bye stephan............see you'll tomorrow."Vegeta his goodbye to everyone in the market as he walked away.

He became a friend to everyone in the locality for his polite behaviour. The elders thinks him as their own child and for the children, he's a lovable companion to play with. The youngsters wants him to make their mate, but can't ask him out.

Because of his sacrifice, no one tries to harm him any way to avoid the wrath of goddess Arn. So, he didn't require any bodyguard to go out of the palace.

According to the laws, which is coming through for atleast 3000 years, The first born submissive prince have to sacrifice his life to their goddess at the age of 18, when he's fully grown up. So that she'll bless their country with good fortune and prosperity. If not done, there'll all have to face her wrath.

According to their ancestors, The goddess will get so angry that she'll destroy Vegetasei. So, in every thousand years a submissive prince is born in royalty. He grows up to be  very beautiful or should I say the most beautiful submissive in the world. But when he is 18, he must sacrifice his life to maintain peace in the country.

No one knows if it's a myth, but no one wants to risk their life. If it takes only one life to save thousands, then they're all ready to do it.

Vegeta's happy that he's getting the chance to do something for his country. It's not like anyone will miss me, He thought, smiling sadly as he looked up at the castle gates, Papa is ready to sacrifice me, I've no one other than my father. Only he'll be sad or maybe cry a little. But other than that he'll be fine. My brother, Tarble will be the next king when he completes his training. My people will live happily, my country will thrive with peace and prosperity. What more can I want? I want only happiness for everyone. If it takes my life to do so, then so be it.

The guards opened the iron doors of the castle.

Vegeta greeted them. They smiled and bowed their heads in response.

He reached at the dining room and gave his fruit basket to a maid," can you please take it and wash it. I will meet you at the kitchen."

" Of course, why not, my prince. It's my duty." The maid bowed before him. She smiled and took the fruit basket from him.

" Thank you." Vegeta walked away to see his father in the throne room.

As he reached the doors of the throne room, he heard some voices.

Vegeta peeked through the gap between the two doors. He saw a man with wild hair, which is stuck in every direction, talking to his father.

He couldn't see his face because the man has his back turned towards him but he knows who exactly the person is.

He heard their conversation.

" Good morning, king Vegeta. How are you?" The saiyan asked, bowing his head a little.

" Bardock, how many times did I tell you? Cut. the. formalities. Now talk normally."

" Vegeta, you're a king. We can't avoid the formalities."

" Well, I'm the king and you're my friend. So......... logically, we can." The king said smirking, crossing his arms as he sat on the throne.

Bardock sighed," you never changed, did you?"

" Nope. Now, tell me, how was your trip?"

" It was the best time I ever spent in my life. Going with my family was the best thing I could ever think of. It was so long since I last saw my son. Thank you, vegeta. For you I was able to spent some bonding time with him. Thank you so much for what you did." Bardock smiled sincerely, bowing once again.

" It's no problem, Bardock. You're my best friend. You did so much for me too. You risked your life to save our country............to save me or I wouldn't have been alive today, sitting here before you. That Frieza almost killed me that day. It's me who should thank you." The stood up and bowed before him.

" Just what do you think you're doing? It was my duty. Don't always try to find a way to thank me, vegeta." Bardock frowned.

" Cut the crap, bardock. You know I don't like your lectures. They are all about ' it's my duty to protect you my king '." He tried to imitate bardock voice, sarcastically."So, shut up and let's talk like friends."

" But, vegeta. We........................."

" So, how's your son. Did he finished his education and trainings?" He interrupted him.

Bardock smiled hearing about his son. He puffed out his chest feeling very proud," Yes, he finished his education with 'A+' in every subject and became the youngest champion in swords fighting and training."

" Wow, congratulations. Bardock, I want to meet your son. Tell him I want to honour him publically. Everyone should know that we have such a young warrior among us." He grinned, feeling excited.

" Thank you, vegeta. It's an honour....... So, how's vegeta?"

The king's face fell. He looked down at his feet sadly and gulped down the lump formed in his throat.

" Are you okay? " Bardock asked.

" I'm okay and he's fine. I just became a little emotional. I-I just don't want to lose him, bardock. He.... he's my son. The best son anyone can have. He knows, bardock, and he still wants to sacrifice his life. He's so responsible for his age.......... I'm glad I have a son like him. I don't know what I'll do without him." The king broke down into tears.

" Vegeta, you shouldn't...................." Bardock tried to calm him down.

Suddenly, the doors opened and Vegeta came running to his father.

" Father!" He couldn't take it anymore. Enough is enough. He can't see his father cry every time he tries to talk to someone about him.