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Vegeta sat on the mill stone and eagerly pulled flower petals from the sunflower in his hands. “I tell him not, I tell him, I tell him not, I tell him!” He got up and marched to the door. ”Goku! Goku!” He yelled as he threw it open and stepped outside. “There’s something I want to-“ He trailed off, as he saw no one around. At that moment the sun rose and in a swirl of sparkling light, the prince reverted to his other form. His eyes became black and his hair returned to its flaming style, and the fur on his body disappeared with his tail. As soon as the transformation was finished, Goku walked up over the top of the hill and towards the windmill. Vegeta frowned a bit at the scowl on the saiya-jin’s face. “Goku, are you all right?” He asked softly. Goku glared at him. “Perfect, never been better.” He snapped as he walked over to the steps. Vegeta took a deep breath before he began his explanation. “Oh, well, I, I uh, there’s something I have to tell you.” He started. Goku angrily cut him off. “You don’t have to tell me anything princey. I heard enough last night.” He snapped. Vegeta was taken a back. “You heard what I said?” He breathed. Goku narrowed his eyes at the prince. “Every word.” He said coolly. Vegeta looked confused. “I thought you’d understand.” He whispered. Goku snorted. “Oh, I understand. Like you said, who could love a horrible, ugly beast?” He said in a clipped tone. “But I thought that wouldn’t matter to you.” Vegeta was speaking in a very soft, controlled voice by now. He felt like his heart was being crushed under Goku’s foot. “Yeah, well it does.” Goku’s voice had an icy edge to it that only made things worse. The whinny of a horse caught their attention. “Ah, right on time. Princey, I’ve brought you a little something.” Goku sneered.

Vegeta blinked in surprise as a group of horses and knights approached him and Goku. He couldn’t tell what was going on at the moment.

Radditz had been sleeping the whole time, but the sound of trumpets and marching feet woke him from his slumber. He yawned tiredly as he sat up. “Uh, what I miss?” He looked up with bleary eyes at an annoyed knight and gulped. "Eh, who said that? Couldn't have been a saiya-jin." He muttered as he quickly ran behind Goku.

Vegeta continued to stare as one of the riders spoke to Goku. “Prince Vegeta?” The voice asked. Goku nodded. “As promised. Now hand it over.” He snapped. The rider rolled his eyes heavenward. “Very well saiya-jin. The deed to your swamp cleared out as agreed. Take it and go, before I change my mind.” He said. Vegeta thought the rider’s voice was terribly shrill for that of a man. He felt a shiver run down his spine as the rider turned to look at him. “Forgive me prince, for startling you, but you startled me. For I have never seen such a radiant beauty before. I am, Lady Bulma.” He or rather, she said. Vegeta felt himself twitch involuntarily. “Lady Bulma?” He ground out in shock. He quickly composed his lost nerve. “Ah, no, no.” He smiled a little as Bulma had her knight help her off her horse. “For I was just saying a small farewell.” Vegeta raised an eyebrow and blinked at his future wife’s diminutive chest; it almost looked like there was nothing there at all. He cringed even more as he looked the woman in the face. She wasn’t extremely ugly, but she wasn’t going to win any beauty contests either. Bulma faked a smile. “That is so sweet. You don’t have to waste good manners on the saiya-jin. It’s not like it has feelings.” She sniffed haughtily. Vegeta watched Goku start to walk away. “No, you’re right. It doesn’t.” He deadpanned. Vegeta gasped in surprise when Bulma grabbed his hand and knelt before him on one knee. “Prince Vegeta, beautiful, fair, flawless Vegeta, I ask your hand in marriage. Will you be the perfect groom for the perfect bride?” She gushed in perhaps the sappiest voice the prince had ever heard. Vegeta was at a loss for words. Wasn’t the man supposed to ask the woman? He inwardly cringed. Lady Bulma was beginning to freak him out, but on the other hand- he glanced over at Goku. The saiya-jin was looking at them with contempt. Vegeta made his decision then. “Lady Bulma, I accept, nothing would make-“ He was cut off by the lady’s exuberant cry. “Excellent! I’ll start the plans, for tomorrow we wed!” She cried. Vegeta turned his gaze away from Goku and stared at the lady. “No!” He yelled. Bulma gave him an odd look and Goku raised an eyebrow. Vegeta smiled a little. “I mean uh, why wait? Let’s get married today, before sunset.” He felt himself pale at the leer the woman gave him. “Oh, anxious are we? You’re right, the sooner the better! There’s so much to do!” Bulma ranted and raved as Goku walked away in a sullen mood. Vegeta glowered at his back while only halfway listening to the woman. “There’s the carpenter, the cake, the guest list, Captain round up some guests!” She rattled while being lifted onto her horse. Vegeta jumped up behind her and waved to Goku as they headed back to the castle. “Fare thee well saiya- jin.” He called.

Radditz watched in horror as Goku walked past him and Vegeta rode away with Bulma. “Goku what are you doing? You’re letting him get away!” He cried. Goku threw a glare over his shoulder at the other saiya-jin. “Yeah, so what?” He snapped. Radditz ran after him and cut him off. “Goku, there’s something about him that you don’t know! I talked to him last night, he’s-“ Radditz was abruptly cut off by a pained yell from Goku. “Yeah I know you talked to him last night! You’re great pals aren’t ya? Well if you two are such good friends, why don’t you follow him home?!” He snapped. Radditz blinked as Goku stepped past him. “But Goku, I want to go with you.” He mumbled. Goku turned to him with an angry glare. “Hey I told you didn’t I? You’re not coming home with me! I live alone. My swamp, me! Nobody else, nobody! Especially useless, pathetic, annoying, talking hairball saiya- jins!” He roared. Radditz swallowed hard. “But I thought-“ He trailed off softly as Goku broke in again. “Yeah well, you know what? You thought wrong!” He growled as he marched off towards his home. Radditz stood there for a moment, then turned and slowly trudged the other way.

Goku glared as he sullenly stomped around his swamp, picking up trash left over by the saiya-jins, and silently having a pity party for himself. At the castle, Vegeta was being fitted into his wedding clothes. He tried to look happy as he gazed into the mirror, but he kept thinking of Goku. He felt like crying, almost. It just wasn’t fair, why couldn’t Goku accept him? He didn’t know that the saiya-jin was having the same exact thoughts about him at that very moment.

While they were lost in their own depressed thoughts, Radditz had made his way to a small lake. He had been vainly trying to fight off his hurt tears, but it no longer mattered and he let them fall as he looked into the cool, clear water. His eyes noticed that his reflection wasn’t the only one in the water, and with surprise, he realized that Brolli was just on the other side of the rock he was sitting by. Radditz started to run, but he heard a sniffling sound and saw that Brolli was crying and making soft mournful sounds. The saiya-jin took a breath to calm his nerves. He then stepped around the rock and faced Brolli. The two stared at each other in silence for a moment, then they quietly cuddled together. Finding solace for their sorrows in one another’s arms. Radditz had to admit that Brolli was very fond of him. He started to think of his former friend and what could have gotten him so upset. He shook his head at that thought, Goku was still his friend, and he had to find a way to help him out. He knew that Goku had a thing for the prince, and vice versa. The trick was getting them to admit it to each other. He smirked suddenly, while Brolli gently stroked his hair. Radditz whispered into the other saiya-jin’s ear and then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. Brolli returned his smaller love’s devious smirk and gently cradled him in his arms as they flew off towards Goku’s swamp.

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