Prologue
Okay guys! New fic from the Angel of Death! This one's a little odd…. But I think my reasons for how everything came to be the way it is makes sense! Why not? It's an AU fic! My logic is the only reason the universe of this story was created! I feel like god… '^.^'

Anyways! I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'm having a blast writing it!

(AN; The third part to Bath Time should be up shortly! I'm now taking suggestions for it! Come on! Think up a time for Vegeta to spend with his loving little brat… I mean daughter! Lol)

High School Sayians

By: the Angel of Death

Disclaimer: Not mine. And no I will never take these all that seriously, because even if someone wanted to sue me, I'm poor! You'd end up with the candy in my mouth and that's about it! Lol

Warnings: May not seem like in it this chapter, but there is kinky scenes and lots of violence. Hence the rating! Enjoy!

Prologue

The Sayians came to earth since the earthlings were the species that was closest to theirs in the universe. Due to a severe population decrease on Vegeta-sei the race had to find another species to breed with.

Several generations have passed, and several prominent families on earth have been made full-blooded Sayians.  These now full blooded family include the Briefs…

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Chapter One; The High School Prince

Vegeta, Sayian prince, age 16 looked at the building and scowled. He couldn't believe the injustice of it all. His father had warned him though, he couldn't deny that. It wasn't his fault though that his damned tutor was an idiot! Really now, everyone knew that the prince didn't fail math tests. Everyone who thought other wise was blown to Kami and back. Including the aforementioned tutor.

He smirked at the memory, and then frowned as he thought back to his fight with his father last night.

"I told you for the last time brat not to blow up your tutors!" The king had exclaimed upon walking into Vegeta's room and seeing the mess the former educator had left behind.

"He was an idiot." Vegeta responded calmly.

The king rolled his eyes, "Fine, you want to play this game? I can play too!" he glared at his son, "From now on you will attend public high school with the rest of the commoners!"  The king knew he had won when he saw his son's face drain of all colour.

"You… you can't do that!" Vegeta protested.

The king smirked, he knew he had the boy where he wanted him, "I can, and I did! Now shut up and pack for tomorrow!" with that he turned and left Vegeta alone.

Vegeta felt his ki rise in anger as he watched his father leave. This wasn't fair!

And so, being weaker then his father, and therefore not able to blast him, Vegeta was now standing before the building with a scowl.

He watched several students run towards the building each saying something about being late.  He looked at his watch, it was only 10, what would they be late for?

He shrugged and walked towards the building.

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Bulma Briefs, one of the only two female Sayians attending the school threw her tennis uniform on and walked out onto the courts, her long blue tail waging behind her.

She was excited, this would be the first time she played her long time tennis partner, Chi-Chi since June.  She flipped one of her two long blue braids over her shoulder and smirked. Not that the human was much of a challenge, but when Bulma lowered her ki down to Chi-Chi's level, they had some amazing matches.

Having lived most of her life in the company of humans, Bulma had learned to respect them. They may not be as strong as Sayians, but they were intelligent and quite amusing. The only reason Bulma herself was a genius was because of her great grandmother's human parentage. If it hadn't been for that, she too would be a normal, black hair black eyed Sayian with a low intelligence.

"Hey! Chi-Chi!" she cried out as she ran onto the court. Her short green skirt flapping in the wind. She wasn't overly fond of the school's colours of light green and pink, but she would live.

"Bulma! I was waiting for you! Come on!" she called as she finished pulling her long black hair up into a ponytail. Because of her black hair and eyes, most thought that Chi-Chi was a Sayian. Her high power level didn't help much. In fact Chi-Chi was one of the last full-blooded humans out there.

Bulma laughed and took her place across the court from Chi-Chi, dropping into a low stance she waited for Chi-Chi to serve the ball.

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'So that's what they were late for…' Vegeta thought to himself, 'what kind of stupid place is this? If I have to be here for 8 I won't get my training completed.' He complained to himself.

He walked by a sign that pointed to a gym. 'A gym? Hmm… maybe I could do some training here!' the prospect cheered him up greatly and he headed in that direction.

After walking in circles he took to the sky, the entire time complaining about stupid humans and their stupid signs never being clear.

He finally reached something called a tennis court and set down. He had heard of this sport before, it was a sport that weakling humans played. He smirked and decided to watch the pathetic excuse for a game that was being played.

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"GOT IT!" Yelled Bulma as she dove across the court and hit the ball back to Chi-Chi, evening the score when her partner missed.

"Nice shot!" Chi-Chi said as she grabbed her water bottle from the nearby cooler.

"Thanks!" said Bulma as she joined Chi-Chi. "So how's that boy friend of yours?" she teased as she tipped her bottle.

Chi-Chi blushed, "Goku..? Oh! He's fine!" she said nervously as she drank.

The two continued to cool off in silence before returning to the court for their final match.

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Vegeta watched her move around the court, her strength and agility drawing his attention in more ways then one. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen… Her blue eyes and hair… her tail… he was entranced by her. He had never seen a Sayian with such colouring! She was truly a rare specimen.

He scanned her ki and found her close to his level. His eyes widened in shock. Not many Sayian females had continued to train, especially not those with human parentage. He was truly impressed.

He saw her miss a shot and did what his instincts told him to do, "Clumsy woman you missed." He smirked.

She turned to face him and glared, "What would you know?" she demanded as she tried not to let her eyes wander over his impressive body.

            "I happen to know a great deal woman." He shot back.

            "My name is Bulma, not woman!"

            She was getting angry. Excellent.

            "I will call you whatever I please woman." He smirked and felt his pulse speed up as her face flushed with angry and her ki built.

            "No! You arrogant jerk! You will call me Bulma!" she growled, as she got ready for a fight.

            "I am Prince Vegeta, I do not have to answer to anyone. Let alone you." He said as he let his eyes wander her body, making sure she noticed.

            Bulma blushed as she saw him look her over, "Prince?" she squeaked.

            "That's right woman. And for you ignorance I demand you show me around the school." He said proudly, hoping she wouldn't turn him down.

            Bulma stuck her nose in the air, "Why should I?" she demanded.

            Vegeta moved so close to her that they brushed up against each other with every breath. It was affecting them both; the only difference in their reactions was Vegeta could control his.

            Bulma's heartbeat doubled, and she knew by the look on his face he could tell the effect he was having on her.

            "Because weakling, I am your prince." He said arrogantly as he took a step back, "I will return in ten minutes, be ready." He said as he walked away.

            Bulma shuddered and sank to her knees.

            "Bulma!" called Chi-Chi as she ran towards her friend, "Bulma are you okay?" she asked as she placed a hand on the Sayian's shoulder.

            Bulma could only nod dumbly, "I think so…"

            "Who was that? I've never seen you act like that in front of a guy before! Your power level went way up!" Chi-Chi- said as she pushed her hair out of her face.

            "That… that was prince Vegeta." Bulma said quietly as she dragged herself to her feet, "Excuse me Chi-Chi, I have to go. We'll finish our match another time." With a smile and a wave Bulma ran off.

            "How strange…" Chi-Chi mumbled.

            "What's strange?" came an ever-cheerful voice from behind her.

            "Goku!" she exclaimed as she whipped around to see her Sayian boy friend.

            "Hey Chi-Chi! How's it going? Who was talking to Bulma? He seems strong! You think he'd fight me?" Goku asked, his eyes shinning with the promise of a battle.

            "That was prince Vegeta. And don't even think about fighting! You know how I feel about you going off like that!" she exclaimed as she grabbed Goku's ear, "Let's go! It's lunch time."

            "Oww! Hey Chi-Chi…!" he complained as she dragged him off.

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            Vegeta leaned up against the wall of the tennis court and tried to catch his breath. He didn't know why he had acted that way with Bulma. He had never done that before, and his change of attitude scared him. He didn't know what had come over him, but it had seemed so natural for him to bait her. He had gotten the strangest rush of emotions when she had fought back.

            'What is wrong with me…' he wondered as he watched the birds in the sky. He looked back at the ground and smirked, 'whatever this feeling is… I like it.'

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            Bulma walked around the tennis court three time looking for Vegeta, "Where is that jerk?!" she demanded as she dropped her gym bag on the ground.

            "Where you looking for me?" came a smug voice from above her.

            Bulma's head snapped up, "Where have you been?!"

            "I have been right here waiting for you. It's not my fault you couldn't sense my ki." He said as he continued to hover above her.

            Bulma glared at him and levitated. "I'll have you know jerk, that I don't sense for ki if I don't have to! I respect people's privacy! Unlike you!"

            Vegeta was intrigued by her, "Really? Tell me more about this privacy thing." He said mockingly.

            Bulma knew he was making fun of her, she wasn't an idiot, "I would, but your brain would be too small to understand."

            Vegeta glared at her. No one had ever spoken to him like this before, and he wasn't quite sure how to respond. So he stuck his nose in the air and snorted.

            Bulma grinned knowing she had him.

            "Well well if it isn't the little blue freak." Came a female voice from above them.

            They looked up and Bulma's blood's ran cold, she knew that voice.

            And she hated it.

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