WARNING! SHOUNENAI/ YAOI/ FLUFF/ ROMANCE/ OOCNESS FROM PAGE ONE. CROSS OVER DBZ AND YU YU HAKUSHO, NEITHER OF WHICH IS OWNED BY THIS AUTHOR. JUST THE STORY.

HIGH VELOCITY

THEY MEET

It was that time of day when the upper class of British society ventured forth to be seen. Where once lords and ladies on fine horseflesh and open carriages roamed, now the glamorous and ultra wealthy haunted the 'see me' path along with memebers of the nobility. Any one who was anyone was out and about and this meant the epitome of high society itself, king Vegeta and his son, Prince Vegeta. Along with the two royals were their faithful bodyguards, Nappa and Paragus, Lord Tien, Duke of Nottingham and his son, Hiei and their daughters Yukina, sister of Hiei, Cornelia, sister to the prince, and Broli, the son of Paragus. The two boys, as well as being their sires' heirs were also the core members of a highly successful rock band called "HIGH VELOCITY". The band was named for the first two letters of Prince Vegeta and Lord Hiei's names because it just fit. Both boys were very energetic but very reserved. They were both fighters as well as master musicians and were in demand of every marriageable female in the kingdom. They hated it.

Both boys had spiked black hair that flamed over top of their heads and cascaded down their backs, which was odd for Hiei considering his sire was a bald three eyed being. However, Hiei had a white starburst that streaked the black hair at his forehead and wore a bandanna around his head. He had black-cherry/brown colored eyes and was incredibly handsome for a seventeen-year-old. Prince Vegeta, on the other hand also had midnight colored hair that spiked in a candle's flame but he bore a widow's peak at his forehead. His eyes matched his hair in color and his handsome face wore a constant scowl like his sire, only his sire knew how to lighten up. Vegeta was nineteen years of age and hated the social hour. The band had just come off tour and the lead vocalists were enjoying the time with their families but they hated the social time tradition dictated they attend.

"Vegeta, smile, brother. I know it's in there somewhere and you're awesome when you do," Cornelia, his sister, urged.

"I'm not in the mood, girlie girl. A smile gets one in trouble and only serves to entice you simple frills into thinking we like you," the prince shot back as he turned to look out the window of the closed carriage the royals traveled in.
"I think my dear nephew awoke on the wrong side of the bed this fine morning. Vegeta, what would you say to a tournament to welcome you back instead of the regular lame social ball my young duchess had suggested?" Duke Tien asked his taciturn nephew.

Prince Vegeta seemed to perk up at that prospect. Maybe this break wouldn't be so horrid after all. The two boys exchanged glances and a secret nod. "That sounds pleasing, Uncle, I shall look forward to it," the prince replied in a lighter tone.

"Males, all you think about is fighting and music! What about us females?" Cornelia asked, her black eyes wide in surprise.

"Cory, dear, don't fret your head over what your brother is about. You just concentrate on snaring the perfect mate," King Vegeta told his young daughter. Then the family settled back to enjoy their ride. "Besides, I know I cannot keep you out of the ring no more than I can stay out myself," the king concluded.

"God, Kurama, can you believe it, London! Man, I can't believe our next shoot's gonna be in the countryside near the royal palace! I hope we meet some decent people here, I'm tired of those air heads who vie for our affection at every turn," Kakarrot complained.

They were over from America to do a photo shoot in one of several countrysides located in one of the most beautiful countries in the world. They were super models and were billed as "K 'N' K". They were fighters as well as fashion models and were the most desired males on the face of the planet. Kakarrot had spiked black hair that flew in every direction and cascaded down his back and black eyes to match. He was a large young man, well muscled and a body builder's dream in that he had no bulgy muscles but was incredibly strong. His partner, Kurama had tail length flaming read hair and emerald green eyes. Kurama's build was more on the feminine side in that he was smaller in body mass than Kakarrot and his strength lay in the fact that he could control greenery and turn them into deadly weapons. However, this moment was not the time for such thinking but to enjoy the carriage ride along with their parents and family.

Along with Kakarrot and Kurama were their parents, Bardock, Kakarrot's sire and Jolene, Kurama's aunt, Kakarrot's brothers Raditz and Turles. They had hired a closed carriage to tour the city and take part in the social 'see me' hour. Everything was going well and the families were enjoying their tour when CRASH! The occupants sat stunned and wondered what had happened.

"I don't believe that damn ass! How the hell could he have crashed and into another closed carriage!" Prince Vegeta snarled as he tried to disentangle himself from Yukina.

"What happened? Is everyone all right?" Kakarrot asked everyone jumblef within the carriage as he tried to stand and open the door to help everyone out.

"Oh, my God, is everyone altogether?" a voice cried from the open door of the over turned carriage that contained Kakarrot, Kurama and their families.

"Are you guys the thing? Come, let's get the lasses out first," Lord Tien suggested as Nappa looked into the carriage and handed his daughter out to the burly bodyguard.

"Nappa, remind me to kill you when we get back home!" Prince Vegeta snarled after everyone had exited the carriage.

"Are you…Oh, my God, your majesty! I didn't know!" the driver of the second carriage bowed.

Kakarrot, Kurama and their families followed suit and bowed, however, the boys stole glances at the two young men who stood scowling at the situation.

"Kurama, look at them, aren't they the members of that rock band, HIGH VELOCITY?" Kakarrot whispered to his partner.

"Yeah but I didn't think they were so… I mean, I've seen their vids and have every one of their CDs but… WOW!" Kurama whispered back trying to control his breathing and the heat that tinted his cheeks.

"Rise," a deep voice commanded and the bowing persons did so. "As king I am forced to apologize for my guard's mishandling of my equipmage. I trust that you all are unharmed?" King Vegeta asked in the board tone of the ultra high class.

"Oh, yes, your majesty, we're unharmed, thank you. Well, guess we'll have to find another way back to the hotel," Bardock sighed.

"Well, dad, maybe we could get a cab or something. You know the agency will pay for all expenses we acquire," Kakarrot remarked trying to keep his eyes from straying to the younger version of King Vegeta.

"Agency, what kind of agency-

"Vegeta, do you know who they are? That's "K 'N' K!" God they are so gorgeous! Get me Kakarrot's autograph please?" Cornelia asked her big brother, her black eyes large and pleading.

Yukina was also assaulting Hiei, her older brother in the same manner. Both boys were not only trying to ignore the pleading eyes of their sibs but also the strong pull they felt the second their eyes had met those of the tall duo.

"Lords, you sisters are requesting the autographs of the two young men, shall I retrieve them?" a deep voice asked from above the two young lords.

The two looked up with eyes as hard as marble. Yes, both Hiei and Vegeta were on the under six feet tall side but were lean and well muscled due to the intense training they undertook when on the road with the band. In addition, it was their lack of great height and their 'I'm-better-than-you-any day, scum' attitude that could wilt even a solid oak tree and caused even the bravest to cower in fear. Their self-confidence was second to none.

"What do you think, Broli, of course. Be off with you," Hiei tossed his head, his long hair fanning with the motion. "Let's go some where to talk, cousin," the Marquise suggested, then he and the prince stalked away from the accident scene. "So, what d'ya think? I had no idea he was that luscious!"

"Hn. I've seen the two in the 'Martial Arts Times' along with our pics as well. One writer had the gall to suggest a match up between the four of us! I can believe Kakarrot a fighter, but not Kurama; he's too delicate looking. You think they'll enter the tourney?" the prince asked as he cast a quick glance over to the scene and noted that the two models were headed their direction. "God, Hiei, they're coming over," Vegeta said, his pulses suddenly quickening as sweat beaded on his forehead and a part of him caused the black leather slacks he wore to tighten around his trim waist.

"Hey, mind if we join you? That sun is absolute murder," Kurama shook his head as the duo approached the members of High Velocity.

"Pull up some grass," Vegeta offered as he turned his head from the two.

"This is a quiet spot. I'm surprised no one saw us slink off," Kakarrot snickered.
"They know better even when we're on stage," Hiei shrugged.

"Really? May I ask why?" Kurama questioned.

Vegeta tossed his head up and Hiei stood and undid the black cloak he wore to reveal a sheath fastened about his body. "My cousin is an expert swordsman with incredible speed. He can control fire and may appear human but he's not," the prince informed the two models.

"Oh, sort of like you can control green plants and things, hey Kurama?" Kakarrot laughed. "My partner's not human and neither am I but we never let such info leak out because it's not good for business. I can't believe this. Here we are sitting and socializing with 'High Velocity' like we're long time friends!" Kakarrot snickered which caused the other three to giggle slightly.

"Yes, it is strange. What brings you here?" Vegeta asked as he leaned against the tree the four of them sat under.

"We have to do a photo shoot in the country near the royal palace," Kakarrot explained.

Vegeta's heart lurched and seemed to go through his top most spikes. The royal palace…his home… The tightening below his belt became painful and he wished for a covering but he was sure that his cousin was in much the same shape as he was, as noted by the constant shifting the young man was doing. Drawing on his strong self-control, Vegeta willed himself to relax and the throbbing subsided as he had turned his back to the others.

"Not that it's any of my concern but where will you be staying? There are no hotels that far out," Vegeta said in snobbish accents.

"Our agent's supposed to meet us at the hotel but it looks like we won't be getting there anytime soon. Hey, Hiei, can I have a word with you?" Kakarrot asked the young Marquise.

Hiei rose to his feet and led Kakarrot away from the prince and the red haired Adonis. "So speak," the young man said invited in a cool tone.

"Can you tell me about Vegeta like what's he into when you two are not recording?" Kakarrot asked trying to control his excitement.

Hiei smirked. "Only if you tell me about Kurama?" the young lord replied and Kakarrot nodded. "He's a fighter, a martial artist to be exact. He trains constantly whenever he's not occupied rehearsing or writing our music. He's nineteen, the king's son, his favorite color is blue but since we've been together, he's taken to wearing black. He's very available, he has a little sister named Cornelia and he's my cousin," Hiei couldn't help but put in.

Kakarrot gasped. "Oh, oh, ah, gee, thanks." 'Wow, Vegeta…available! I can't believe it…Maybe…No, Kurama's right. Bad for business and a bad image,' Kakarrot thought to himself.

"Now, about Kurama?" Hiei asked regarding the other 'K' in "K 'N' K".

"Yeah, right. Well, he's my cousin, he's sixteen years old, he looks delicate but never get him mad. He can put his hand on any plant life and transform it into a deadly weapon. He hides a rose behind his head, which becomes a whip of deadly thorns. I try not to piss him off and anyone who's seen him fight learns he's no push over. His favorite color is mauve as you can tell by the suit he's wearing and he's also very available but the two of us intimidate the female gender. The ones we have dated hated the fact that we were more beautiful than they were. Women are so fickle," Kakarrot shook his head and smirked.

"I agree, that's why cous and I don't have any," Hiei also smirked.

Vegeta and Kurama had stayed by the tree. "Tell me about Kakarrot?" Vegeta said, his voice gruff. It was more a demand than a request.

"Huh? Oh, my cousin? He's big. His favorite color is orange and he's really strong. He's a great martial artist when we're not on the runway. He's seventeen and no girlfriend. He has two younger brothers. Now, could you tell me about Hiei?" Kurama asked.

"Shrimp? He's my cousin, has a twin sister named Yukina, is sixteen years old and has no girlfriend. His favorite color is black and like I told you before he's a master swordsman and he has power over fire. His sire is that tall man standing beside my sire. That's the Duke of Nottingham. Both are widowers," the prince replied.

At that second the prince noticed Broli, the son of the king's bodyguard, Paragus, heading their direction just as Kakarrot and Hiei rejoined them, however, Broli was not alone but was accompanied by a large young man who could have been his the king's own brother! The young guard bowed.

"Raditz, what brings you over here?" Kakarrot asked when he saw the two.

"Broli asked me," Raditz smirked.

"Lords, your sires have suggested they come with us to the town home since the carriages are in need of serious repair. I am to take Master Raditz here along with my sire and Nappa to open the house and prepare things," Broli bowed.

"So be off with you. Is his majesty to go? It wouldn't do to have royalty traipsing through these streets like commoners," Prince Vegeta pointed out.

"The horseflesh is in shape and able to take the all of you to the house," Broli nodded.

"Let's go then," the prince said and the four teens followed the two larger men back to the accident site.

"Ah, Vegeta, my son, nephew. I trust you have no qualms over hosting our guests?" King Vegeta asked, as he mounted a large horse then Nappa lifted Jolene on behind him.

"No, sire, none," the prince replied as he mounted another horse and beckoned his cousin to mount behind, which he did.

Kurama mounted a third horse with Kakarrot behind him and Tien mounted the fourth horse with Bardock saddled behind with the girls mounting the last horse then the guards all took the reigns and walked the horses through the thoroughfare to Regent Street where the royal town house was located in an isolated section.

"Oh, what a lovely place! I bet it set you back a lifetime?" Jolene remarked as she was lifted from the king's horse.

"It comes with the title, woman. Go make yourselves to home. We have notified the staff of our arrival and they will have refreshments. Boys, show your guests their rooms and Paragus will show Bardock his. Nappa, a word with you," the king said in hard tones as everyone dismounted then followed Lord Tien into the dwelling.

"Me thinks Nappa's about to get the axe, pray?" Hiei laughed, as did his cousin.

"Me thinks you are correct but sire may just strip his rank. He's not all bad, just mindless at times. Besides, it'll give me more of a reason to beat the shit outta him when we spar!" the prince laughed and beckoned their guests to follow.

"Where do you fight, Vegeta?" Kakarrot asked not realizing the faux pas he had just committed.

"EXCUSE ME! I am addressed as Prince Vegeta, your highness, my lord, your grace but never as just Vegeta except by my sire, my uncle, Hiei, our sisters and when I'm the lead half of High Velocity! You understand that, you common piece of trash?" the prince snarled. He had grabbed Kakarrot by the front of his blue dress shirt and threw him against a wall. "Americans, peh!" the prince spat.

Fear jumped from the larger teen's eyes, as he hadn't even seen the move coming. Sweat exploded from his body and the color drained from his golden tanned face. "I-I'm so-sorry, P-Prince V-Vegeta. I-I'll try to remember," Kakarrot panted.

Vegeta let go of Kakarrot's front and disappeared into one of the rooms as the boy slumped to the ground. Kurama knelt beside him. "Are you all right?" he asked and received a nod of affirmation as he assisted his cousin to his feet.

"You'll have to forgive his highness, but rank and title are important here and he has great pride in his. It would be wise, at least until he's well acquainted with you, that you address him correctly," Hiei cautioned as he took the two visitors to their rooms.

Prince Vegeta lay on a large bed staring at the ceiling in thought. 'Why did I do that? He's a guest in my home and I about rip his head off! What's wrong with me? I can't be attracted to him, can I? We're both guys?' The prince shook his head against such thoughts; however, a poster on his wall caught his eyes. Hiei was the only one who knew of the shrine the prince had erected to one super model named Kakarrot and now his dream was at his fingertips.

"Hey, I know you didn't mean to hurt him," Hiei said as he entered the prince's room.

"Did I hurt him? Hiei…He probably hates me before we get to know one another," Vegeta's chest tightened in distress.

"No, he's not hurt, just startled, I think. God this is so strange! The both of them here, in our country, in our house…Dad'll kill me he finds out why I can't make it with the female gender, but Kurama's everything I could dream of!" Hiei expressed with passion as he sat on the prince's bed.

"If the Duke only kills you, just think what the king'll do to me! His own son a flamin' princess!" Vegeta ground out in disgust of himself, tears springing to his ebony eyes. "It's unfair, Hiei, it's so unfair! Why, why us?" the prince cried into his cousin's black silk shirt.

Hiei put a hand on his cousin's shoulder. "I know, cous, I know. I'll tell him you're sorry. God only knows how we're gonna get through dinner," Hiei sighed as he and the prince broke contact, Vegeta wiped his eyes with a piece of white linen. "Feel better?"

"No, Hiei, I don't. The one who has my heart is in this very house and I can't even let him know because it'll destroy all of us. Go and tell cook I'll be dining in my chambers tonight," the prince sighed as his young cousin left.

"I'm sure he's just upset at a pair of strangers invading his space, especially a pair of American super models who know nothing of class and proper address," Kurama soothed his cousin.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I didn't mean to upset him. I don't think I could face him, you know how I feel about him," Kakarrot sighed as he turned over on the large mahogany wood bed he had been given to sleep on.

"I know, the same way I feel about Hiei. Oh, well. Take a nap and I'll go apologize for that lack of decorum," Kurama patted his cousin's shoulder and got up to leave his cousin's room and jumped a mile when… "Oh, God, Lord Hiei, sir!" every thought in the lovely red head's mind turned to jelly when his emerald eyes met the black-cherry orbs of the Marquis. He did the only thing he could do; he bowed.