Power of true love

chapter four

Next day vegeta woke up at his usual time. He looked up at the clock. 5:00 am, perfect.

He smiled as he got out of his bed and went to the bathroom to wash his teeth and shower.

After getting ready in his usual clothes, which consisted a pair of black baggy pants and a black midriff shirt with black fingerless gloves, he went out of his room to go to the royal kitchen.

He reached the kitchen, greeting everyone on his way and, directed and helped them in cooking.

Finally, he reached at his father's room and knocked lightly.

King vegeta opened the door. Still wearing a pair of pajamas, hunched over sleepily.

" Good morning, Papa." Vegeta smiled.

" Good morning, son." King vegeta yawned.

" breakfast is ready. So get ready quickly or it'll get cold. I'm going to the market to get some things, okay?"

"O-OKAY." He quickly went to the bathroom to get ready.

Vegeta shook his head, smiling at his father's antics. Saiyans. Food always cheers them up. He closed the doors of the room and departed for the market.

He greeted everyone there. Talked with whoever wanted to talk with him and bought things.

He completely forgot about yesterday's events and....... kakarot.

Kakarot looked around for vegeta. Finally, He found him buying some flowers.

" Hey, Vegeta. " He called out to him.

Vegeta froze. He gulped as he slowly looked back.

There was kakarot smiling and waving at him.

Vegeta turned his head back to the flower shop.

" Thanks for the flowers. Keep the change." He quickly gave the shopkeeper his money and hurriedly walked away from there.

He heard kakarot shouting his name. But he didn't stop.

Finally, he reached the palace gates. The guards opened the door and he ran to his room without looking back.

He closed the doors of his room and rested his head against the doors. He panted as tears formed in his eyes.

Vegeta closed his eyes to keep his tears at bay.

He slid down the door on the ground on his knees and started sobbing. Why all this happening only with me? Why?

After a whole hour of crying, he finally wiped away his tears and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

He put on a forced smile and went to the throne room.

Finally, feeling a little relaxed, he peeked through the doors before going in.

His smile fell as he saw kakarot talking to his father.

He tried to run away, but just as he turned, he accidentally knocked down a decorative mediaeval armour, which fell down loudly.

" Who's there?" He heard his father shouting.

He turned towards the halls, ready to run. But, stopped by kakarot, calling him.

" Vegeta?"

He closed his eyes and swallowed.

" Vegeta? Son? "

Taking a deep breath, he opened his eyes and plastered a smile on his face as he turned around," H-Hi. "