The Difference between Me and You
Disclaimer: I don't not own DBZ I think everyone knows that so why do we have to keep writing it
A/N: Hello everyone! I am reposting this fic after a two year hiatus. This is actually my second fic I have written. So I hope everyone enjoys it…because I'm back! I'm going to post each chapter one by one because I am editing them. So bear with me and I will try and get new chapters out as soon as possible. Enjoy!
It was 1:30 in the morning everything was calm and quiet in the Ouji mansion in East City. Vegeta lay in bed staring at the ceiling listening to his father gripe to one of his partners about a shipment that hadn't made it in yet.
"What do you mean you don't know where it's at, James?" Vegeta Ouji Sr. yelled at his nervous partner. "That is the shipment we've been waiting for all year. Do you know how much that load is worth?"
Vegeta sighed and rolled over on his stomach. He didn't know exactly what it was that his father did for a living but they were very well off. He figured his father was a very well respected business man, but what ever he did do, his mother hadn't like it and she packed up and left in the middle of the night fourteen years ago. To Vegeta's disbelief she hadn't kept in touch since then. Vegeta was four when his mother abandoned him. She didn't even tell her only child good bye, it was like she vanished into thin air. The young man sighed again. A loud banging noise made Vegeta roll over and sit upright in his bed.
"Open up Ouji! This is the Police" yelled a muffled officer from behind the door. 'Police?' Vegeta thought as he quickly threw on some basketball shorts and a muscle shirt, and then he slowly crept out of his room to see what all the commotion was about.
"Drop everything Ouji! Your gig is up!" yelled a tall black officer.
"Gig?" Vegeta whispered to himself as he started to descend down the staircase in a crouched position. As he got closer to the bottom his midnight eyes widen horror as he saw about twenty officers with FBI Narcotics written on their jackets, pointing guns at his father and James.
"Dad, what's going on?" Vegeta asked concern written all over his handsome face. He ran into the living room trying to get closer to his father, but a few of the cops turned their guns on him.
"Freeze!" a female agent yelled. "Put your hands on the top of your head!" Vegeta looked at his father confused and then glared at the bitch that had her gun all in his face.
"He has nothing to do with this!" Vegeta Sr. yelled.
"Quiet!" yelled the same female officer. "Son, do you know what's going on here?" she asked glaring hard at the young sayian. Vegeta just shook his head.
"Well I'll let in on a little secret. Your father is the biggest and baddest drug lord in East City." She stated with venom in her voice. 'Did she just say biggest...drug lord?' Vegeta thought horrified. He looked at the female like she was speaking a different language. "We've been trying to get enough evidence on him for six years now. But we finally got him." She added smirking over at Vegeta Sr.
"Dad..." Vegeta began but before he could finish they were putting his father in handcuffs and leading him out the door.
"I'm sorry Junior" Vegeta Sr. mumbled to his son. Those were the last words that Vegeta's father spoke to him.
Vegeta opened his eyes and watched the trees fly past his window on the bus ride to his new home in West City. This was the longest trip in his life; he would never get on another bus ever again. Vegeta had turned eighteen two weeks before, a month after his dad had been arrested. He couldn't live alone because it was his last year of school and the cops didn't trust him out on the streets. The handsome teen sighed for the zillionth time. He had never been to West City; all he knew about it was that this was where the rich and famous resided. East City was considered the wrong side of the tracks of the gigantic city; it was also mostly a sayian community. West City he was also told didn't like people from 'the other side of the tracks'. The bus finally pulled into the bus station. Vegeta groaned and waited for everyone else to get off the bus before he slowly made his way to the door. He stepped off the bus, stretched and shielded his eyes from the bright sun. It sure did seem sunnier in West City. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his mother's address. It was odd to him how she never kept in touch with him until she found out about his father. Vegeta growled angrily to himself. All of a sudden he felt someone tap him on his shoulder. Vegeta turned around to see who dared to touch him. He looked up to see a guy about 6'4 with a muscular build and boyish features smiling goofily at him.
"Hey! Are you Vegeta Jr.?" he asked scratching the back of his head waiting for the other boy to answer. Vegeta just glared at the tall male in front of him. Vegeta was 5'10 and he felt really short compared to this guy.
"Why?" Vegeta growled. The boy giggled nervously.
"Mom told me to come and pick you up. My name's Goku!" he said brightly.
"Wait? My mother is your mother too?" he asked confused. Goku grinned.
"Yeah! She's my step-mother" he said still smiling. Vegeta couldn't believe this.
"She remarried?" he questioned himself. "So that makes you my step- brother." Goku nodded happily.
"Let's go" he said picking up one of Vegeta's heavy bags with ease. They walked to the front of the bus station where, a shiny platinum H2 was waiting for them.
"Is this your car?" Vegeta asked starring at the huge car. Goku just shook his head.
"No. This is a family car anybody can drive it if they want to. It just sits in the garage half the time." He said like the car was just a piece of scrap metal. He carefully set Vegeta's luggage in the back and went to hop in the driver's side. Vegeta walked over to the passenger side and reluctantly hopped in too.
30 minutes later Goku pulled in to a neighborhood where each house looked like mini castles, malls, and small buildings. Vegeta's house in East City was huge but it was nothing compared to these houses. Goku pulled the H2 into the drive way of the largest house on the block. Vegeta stared at it in amazement. It looked like a small empire. It sort of resembled the Taj Mahl. It had a huge front yard with a garden and pond in the front. The house really did stand out.
"We're here." Goku said happily as he saw his parents come out the door. Vegeta turned his gaze from the gigantic house to the woman and man standing in the doorway. The woman had long black hair and big brown eyes. She had fair creamy skin and a beautiful smile. She was a beautiful woman. Standing next to her was a tall male about 6'6, who looked exactly like Goku. He had a scowl on his face and his arms were tightly crossed in front of his chest.
"Go say hi, I'll get your things for you" Goku said bringing Vegeta out of his daze. He slowly got out the car and walked over to where his mother and her husband stood.
"Prince Vegeta Ouji Jr." his mom whispered. She had tears of joy rolling down her face. Prince. Nobody ever called him by his very first name. "My little boy has grown into such a handsome young man." She came down the stairs and hugged her son, who just stood there stiff as a pole. His mom, he realized, was only about 5'4. 'He son? What the hell has she done for me? She disgusts me' he thought as he hid the disgust in his face. "Prince, what's wrong?" she asked as she let go of him, he said nothing and went to go help Goku with his things.
"I knew he was going to be trouble. I don't even know why I agreed to even let him stay here." Bardock growled at his wife. "He's a sayain from East City."
"His father's sayain, I'm not. Which makes him only half." She snapped back. "Being sayain has nothing to do with anything, and you promised you wouldn't treat him differently for having sayain blood."
"His father is sayain, meaning his sayain evil blood pumps through that boy's body. If he causes any trouble, Catilla, he's gone." He snapped angrily as he walked back in the house with his hurt wife following him.
Vegeta followed Goku through the house to his new room. He was amazed the hallways were huge, and the white marble floors where so shiny he could see his reflection as he walked.
"How many rooms are there in this house?" Vegeta asked as the passed yet another sitting room with plush white carpet and beautiful white furniture. Goku shrugged.
"There are twelve bedrooms, six on each side of the house, a bathroom in each room, two large living rooms, four half baths, and a huge kitchen. Oh yeah there's other rooms for different things too. Like my weight room, my dad's bar and office, and our mom's personal spa area." Vegeta just nodded his head taking the whole house in. 'It might not be that bad living here after all' he thought. Goku came to a small dark hallway, with a door at the end of it. Vegeta looked at Goku.
"Surely you must be kidding. This hallway looks like it leads to a closet." Vegeta told his now blushing step-brother.
"Actually this is where your room is." Goku said setting down Vegeta's things. "This is your part of the house. You're not allowed anywhere but here. You can sneak to my room if you like." Goku looked down at the marble floor, he was so embarrassed. He hated the fact that he had to treat his new brother like trash because of what he was, a sayain. Vegeta looked down the dark ugly hall then back at Goku.
"I don't understand? So I have to stay cooped up down this hall that nobody notices, like some sort of outcast?" Vegeta barked trying really hard not to lose his composure. Goku winced at Vegeta's tone of voice.
"I don't understand either, but that's what my father told me to tell you." Goku answered in an apologetic voice. "Do you need any help settling in?"
"Goku sweetie, I'll help Prince settle in." came a sweet voice from the main hall. "Rosalinda and Monica are preparing dinner. It should be ready soon, so go and clean up." Goku nodded his head, smiled faintly at Vegeta and then left.
Vegeta ignored his mother's presence and walked down the tiny hall to his room. Like the mysterious little hall, his room didn't match the house either. The carpet was dark brown and the room it's self was considerably small to be in such a big house. The walls looked like someone did a half ass job of painting them. He had no other furniture besides a run down king's size bed. A small window sat high and shown light from out side. Vegeta's face showed pure and utter disgust.
"I know it's not much..." his mother replied softly. Vegeta laughed bitterly at this statement.
"Not much? You practically live in a multi-million dollar home, and you shove me in some closet from hell like I'm some monster that needs to be hidden?" he spat throwing his huge bags on the bed. "I don't need your help, I can settle in myself." Catilla looked around the small room. Bardock wouldn't have let her son come if she hadn't agreed that he stayed out the main housing area.
"Prince..." she started but was abruptly cut off.
"Don't call me that!" he growled. "Nobody calls me that anymore."
"Vegeta Jr...I'm sorry. It's just that Bardock..."
"I knew he had everything to do with this." He sneered.
"He didn't like your father...and he doesn't like sayains full or half breed." Vegeta's eyes widen in shock.
"I am not a half breed. My father is a full blooded sayain and so am I," he snorted angrily at her. The small woman backed up a few feet, fear written all over her face.
"I know you must hate me Junior. I wanted to come back for you. Believe me, I thought about you everyday." Vegeta huffed and sat down on his bed with his back to his mother. "But I couldn't. After I left your father...I had no place to go. Then I remembered I had a friend that I went to school with that lived here in West City..." Vegeta growled loudly in frustration.
"Look woman...I don't want to hear any explanation. You left me and my father. What kind of mother abandons their child?" he asked bitterly. "I'm just here temporarily. As soon as I graduate, I'm gone, and Bardock can have his little empire sayain free." Catilla had tears streaming down her face as her son once again turned his back on her and told her to leave.
After about two hours, Vegeta had his room about as comfortable as he could get it. He put his royal blue satin bed set on his bed. He had managed to stuff his two big satin pillows in one of his bags and they sat upright at the top of the bed. He had hung up various posters of rappers, rock groups, basketball players, and his favorite two Looney Tunes, Marvin the Martian and Taz. A little while after that woman had left; he noticed that his room didn't have a closet. So for the time being he was going to have to live out of his bags. He had too many expensive jeans, shirts, shoes, and Velour suits that need to go in a closet. Since practically everything he and his father owned including the house was brought with drug money, the police and investigators wouldn't let him take anything besides his clothes and things. The rest of the things had been repossessed and confiscated; including his precious Corvette. A loud knocking on his door brought him out of his little flashback; he also didn't notice he had been standing staring at the floor the whole time.
"Hey Vegeta it's me Goku. You didn't come to dinner tonight. May I come in?" Goku called through the door. Vegeta walked over to the door to let the goofy teenager in.
"I didn't know I was allowed at the dinner table." Vegeta replied as he went and plopped face first on his bed. Goku blushed.
"Hey man, nice posters. I didn't know you liked rap and rock. Cool combination." He exclaimed changing the subject.
"That's because you don't know me." Vegeta mumbled from his bed. Goku scratched the back of his head and laughed.
"Right, well out parents went out and I figured since you didn't eat that maybe you're hungry and would like to come with me to Burger Euphoria."
"First of all, Kakarot, they are your parents. My father is indisposed of at the moment, and yes I will join you." He said smirking at his step brother. Vegeta walked over to his bags and started to pull out some clothes and shoes.
"Hey Vegeta? What does Kakarot mean?" Goku asked sitting on Vegeta's bed. Vegeta chuckled as he pulled on some black wind pants and white Ecko shirt with a black rhino over his muscle shirt. He then put on his white paten leather Jordan's.
"It's sayain for carrot because you are as dense as a carrot." Vegeta smirked happily at Goku. Goku laughed merrily.
"That's so cool. Ya'll have your own language?" Goku asked innocently. Vegeta nodded proudly. "I like your outfit man." Vegeta looked down at his wardrobe. He thought he looked like a bum, but then he looked at Goku who dressed like a preppy college student A&F everything.
"Uh thanks." Vegeta mumbled.
"Hey Vegeta, I just wanted to let you know that I don't hate you. I think you're a pretty decent guy, and you'll always be a brother of mine" Goku smiled. Vegeta nodded his head and followed Goku out to his car. Goku drove a red BMW convertible.
"Nice car Kakarot." Vegeta complimented getting in to the passengers side.
"Thanks this is my first love, besides ChiChi."
Burger Euphoria
"Who was it that Goku said he was bringing?" asked a medium height bald teen.
"Krillin, are you deaf? Chi said it was his new step-brother" Juuhachigou said rolling her eyes at her idiotic boyfriend.
"New step-brother? How's that?" Yamacha asked.
"Well ignorant ass...I think Ms. Catilla had a son in a previous marriage before she married Goku's dad." Bulma a lavender haired girl replied rolling her big blue eyes.
"But she's been married to Mr. Son for like fourteen years. He must be older than us." Yamacha figured. The girls just rolled their eyes. The doorbell over the front door jingled and Goku and a blank faced Vegeta walked in.
"Goku!" ChiChi squealed and ran over to give him a kiss.
"Hey babe, what's up everyone? This is my step brother Vegeta Ouji." Goku said bringing Vegeta in front of the group of teens.
"What's up?" he asked in his deep sexy voice, that made all the girls shiver.
Everyone stared at him without answering. Bulma stared wide eyed at the handsome teen before her. He had the most intoxicating midnight black eyes she'd ever seen. They were so black they looked almost dark blue. He had the most beautiful color skin; it was almost a bronze color. His lips were so sexy she wanted to hop across the table to see what they felt and tasted like. She noticed, even though he had on baggy clothes; that he had the body of Greek god. His hair was unruly like Goku's but his was flame shaped. She wondered if it was coarse or soft. Vegeta looked at Goku when nobody said anything. Goku giggled nervously.
"I'm ChiChi. Goku's future wife. Nice to meet you Vegeta." She said smiling and shaking his hand. Vegeta nodded. "That's Juuhachigou and her boyfriend Krillin. There's Yamacha and that's Bulma." Everyone smiled at Vegeta except Yamacha.
Vegeta thought ChiChi and Juuhachigou were a pretty blond and brunette, but the one named Bulma caught and held his eye. She was an exotic beauty. She looked like she had a slight tan from the summer sun. Even though she was sitting down Vegeta could only imagine what type of body shape she had. Perfect, with curves in all the right places. What he like most about her was her long wavy lavender hair and big blue eyes. She was down right sexy. Yamacha noticed the way Bulma and Vegeta were looking at each other. He was going to put a halt to everything before anything even started.
"Hey guys move around so Goku and Vegeta can sit down." ChiChi said motioning with her hand for everyone to slide around the semi circle booth.
"I'm leaving. I don't want to eat around a filthy sayain." Yamacha spat. Vegeta glared at the male that had just insulted him. He had long hair and a slight scar on his face. He figured he put another on his other cheek. Everyone went real quiet.
"Goku? You brought a sayain to come eat with us?" ChiChi asked looking at Vegeta disgusted. "I touched his hand. Ewww!" Juu and Krillin sneered their faces up also. Bulma looked at the table sadly. 'I knew he was too good to be true.' Bulma thought. 'But he's so fine.'
"Hey guys don't act like that. It shouldn't matter what he is or where he's from." Goku said pleadingly.
"Goku, either he leaves or we do. Or perhaps we let the manager know you brought a sayain in here." ChiChi spat nastily.
"Goku what are you going to do?" Bulma asked now staring at Vegeta like was some sort of ugly bug. Goku looked between his friends and then to Vegeta who had this hurt look in his eyes. Vegeta's face never showed anything but his eyes were like an open book if you looked closely.
"Kakarot it's okay. You can stay. Obviously I'm not welcome here." Vegeta told him.
"How will you get home? If you get caught walking by any cops..." Goku started but Vegeta just held up a hand and walked out the building. Goku watched sadly.
"Goku are crazy? Why didn't you tell us he was sayain?" Juu asked. Everyone nodded.
"I didn't think it would matter. Ya'll didn't seem to mind him before Yamacha blabbed his big mouth when he found out Bulma was eying Vegeta." Goku barked angrily starring hatefully at Yamacha. Everyone looked at Goku in shock. He never yelled at anyone or got mad.
"Goku its good we found out. My dad would flip if he ever found out I hung out with a sayain." Bulma confessed.
"She's right our parents would kill all of us." ChiChi chipped. "Come on Goku let's eat, that'll make you feel better."
"I'm not hungry." Goku stated and left his friends, mainly ChiChi looking dumbfound at his back as he left.
It was a long walk from the burger joint back to the house but he managed to get there without being stopped by any cops. He walked up to the front door and realized that he was never given a house key. Did they expect him to leave the house? He rang the door bell. It was about 10:45 at night. Bardock came to the door and glared down at him.
"What the hell are you doing out?" he asked rudely. "Get in here mutt before someone sees you." He said pulling Vegeta roughly through the door and then closing it.
"I am not a mutt old man." Vegeta said angrily standing up. Bardock glared him.
"You will respect me boy!" Bardock hissed as he punched Vegeta square in the face. Vegeta grabbed his face and then looked down to see a pool of blood in his hands. He just looked at the man before him rage pulsing through his body.
"You asshole..." Vegeta snarled as he went to go attack Bardock but received a knee in his stomach. The young sayain collapsed to the ground. Catilla came running down the stairs when she heard all the commotion.
"Oh Kami...Bardock what's going on?" She screamed when she saw Vegeta lying in the fetal position on the floor.
"He will respect me Catilla." He growled. "He's also not allowed to leave this house except to go to school so he can get the hell out of here." He walked up another stair case and disappeared. Catilla ran over to Vegeta as soon as she heard a door slam somewhere. Just then Goku walked through the door.
"Sweet Kami..." was all he said. "Vegeta are you okay it's me Goku." Vegeta looked up at his only friend, but he wasn't going to admit it, plus he was mad him. Catilla tried to help him up but he pushed her out the way and slowly got on his feet. He tried to stand up straight but his stomach hurt like hell.
"I don't need your help." He whispered and hobbled to his room. Catilla watched her son and then looked over at Goku.
"Goku where was he coming from?" his step mother asked. Goku was still looking down the hall; he had an unreadable expression on his face.
"Mom? Why do people hate him so much?" Goku asked solemnly. Catilla smiled sadly.
"Because sweetie, they can only see what he is and not who he is. Now go get ready for bed you have school in the morning" she replied giving Goku a hug. He nodded and went up the stairs to his room.
"My sayain Prince..." his mother whispered down the hall before she went up to her own room to get some rest.
Well that was chapter one. Please review and tell me what you thought! I'm going to start keeping my updates as consistent as possible!