* Here's the prologue! There's no B/V action in this chapter, but it will start in the next one! This is basically setting the scene. Hope you enjoy! Please review! *
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. However, I do own Hiyuki. ^-^ She's my muse. So unless you want her, and I don't advise it, don't sue!
** 6-23-02** A/N I made one change to this story, and changed kitsune's name to Hiyuki. There still the same person, just a new name.
"Vegeta…. Vegeta…."
Vegeta moaned and rolled over in his bed. He could her the soft female voice calling him, but he didn't care. Whatever she wanted, it couldn't be important enough for to wake up. Not at this hour.
"Vegeta…Vegeta! Wake up you baka!"
"OW!" A sharp wack on the head roused Vegeta from his semi peaceful slumber. Courtesy of a monkey like tail. He sat up quickly, rubbing his head and swearing under his breath. Whoever had the never to wake up the saiyan prince was going to pay dearly.
He looked around his room for the perpetrator, ready to unleash all hell for waking him up. His eyes fell on the short girl standing next to his bed. Long, spiky black hair fell to her mid back, highlighted with midnight blue. Her dark eyes stood out against her pale skin, and a long tail, the same color as her hair was twitching angrily.
She didn't look happy.
Vegeta cursed under his breath once again. "Damnit Hiyuki, what the hell do you want?" he growled. It was too early to have the imposter waking him up.
"Your father has requested your presence oh great Prince Vegeta." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Vegeta climbed out his bed. What could his father want? He stretched out, yawning. Sleep was still fogging up his mind. Still angry from the blow to his head he had received as a wake up call, he glared at the female still occupying his room.
"If you were anyone else I would send you to the next dimension for waking me up like that." He growled. He went over the large wardrobe against the far wall and began to get dressed.
"If I were anyone else I would be to terrified of you to even come near your room." Hiyuki replied. And she was right. She was the only person Vegeta knew that didn't treat him with the proper respect and fear that someone who was destined to become the legendary super saiyan deserved…and lived. Partly it was because she was Vegeta's best friend, and partly because she wasn't a saiyan. She may have looked like one, but the saiyan prince was well aware her appearance was nothing but a clever disguise.
He finished dressing in his normal royal attire and started to leave the room. Before he exited into the hall to head for the royal throne room, he called back to Hiyuki. "You better be ready for a spar when I get back."
He went quickly to the throne room. He was eager to find out what his father wanted. Maybe if he was lucky, he would get to go on a purging mission. That'd be nice. He hadn't gone on one in a while. A small smile crept onto to normally frowning face. He longed for a good fight. The only one that presented a good fight to him was Hiyuki.
Upon entrance to the throne room, Vegeta could tell something was not right. His father looked worried. And so did his mother. Infact, she looked about ready to cry. The frown found its way back to his face. His mother never cried. Ever. She was the strongest female he knew. She wouldn't cry.
When his father's eyes fell upon him, he summoned the guards that stood by his side to leave. They dutifully left as Vegeta approached the throne.
"Son…we have something very important to discuss." The elder Vegeta started. It looked as if every word he said took something out of him. Like it was hard to say.
Prince Vegeta just stood silent and waited for his father to continue. The situation was making him uneasy. And he didn't like that feeling.
"Vegeta…my son…I am sending you off this planet. To a planet called earth. But you will not purge it." The king said.
Vegeta just stared at his father. He was confused. Why would his father send him out if it weren't to purge a planet?
"What is my mission on this planet earth?"
The king sighed. "You will not have a mission. I am sending you there to get away from Frieza."
"What?"
"Things have become unpleasant between Frieza and I. I fear he may take action against us. That is why I am sending you off of planet Vegeta-sei."
"Your making me run away?!" Vegeta blurted. He couldn't believe his ears.
"Vegeta…"
"I will NOT run away from Frieza! I am not afraid of that lizard! I will destroy him!" Vegeta ranted. His anger was rising. The situation was out of the question. He would never run.
"Vegeta…"
Vegeta ignored his father and continued his ranting. "I will show Frieza the true power of the saiyans! He WILL regret the day he was born!"
"Vegeta, please. Listen to your father."
The furious prince fell silent at his mother's words. He held onto his anger though.
"Vegeta, if Frieza takes action…we won't have a chance. We will fight bravely, but we will lose. That is why we are sending you away. If something should happen to us, you are the only one left that can carry on the Vegeta bloodline. Do you understand?" his father said.
Vegeta said nothing. He was too angry to.
His father sighed again. "You will leave this afternoon. Once on the planet, you will do everything in your power to fit in as one of the locals. Continue training, but do not arouse suspicion. Do you understand?"
Silence.
* * *
"Hey, hold on a sec, Vegetable head. Who says I have to go with you to planet earth? Why am I running? I'm not even a saiyan!"
Vegeta glared at the angry girl. He had returned to his room after his meeting with his father. A meeting that had concluded with the announcement that Hiyuki would accompany the prince to earth. Unfortunately, no one had told her that.
"Because that is what my father has decided! I don't care if you're a saiyan or not, you have to follow his orders!" Vegeta roared. He was still furious over the decision that he would run. That wasn't his parent's choice to make. It was his. Whether to stay and fight or run. And there was no way he would ever run from a fight.
Hiyuki went over to the nearby window and sat on the sill. "Yeah, right." she sighed. "I'm too tired to argue with you Vegeta. And I can tell you're not exactly happy about the choice either."
"Wow Hiyuki. I never knew you were so perceptive." He sneered.
"When do we leave?"
"This afternoon. So do a little of that snooping your so good at and find out some information about this earth place alright?" Vegeta replied.
"You got it."
* * *
Vegeta shifted uncomfortably in the small space pod. He had been in space for about an hour. An hour since he left home. Since he ran. He growled. The word 'ran' kept popping into his head. It was like a broken record. Over and over. You ran. You ran from Frieza. Away from a fight.
He growled again and went over what Hiyuki had told him about earth. It was a small planet occupied by a weak race. It was less technologically advanced than the saiyan race, and had few valuable resources. And according to her, a third class saiyan had been sent there as a baby, But apparently he had failed to complete his mission to purge the planet of life. Hiyuki had then taken the opportunity to make a comment about how unreliable saiyans were, only to be rewarded by a ki blast courtesy of Vegeta.
Well if I'm going to be stuck on that mud ball, at least I'll have someone to beat up.
With that thought in mind, he turned on the gas in the pod, sending him into a dark sleep that would last until he reached his new home.
* * *
"This is earth?"
Vegeta climbed out with the space pod, stretching his cramped limbs. Looking around, he found he and his fellow refugee had landed in an empty plain. The darkness around them suggested it was night, but you never could be sure.
"Well I assume it is." Hiyuki answered. She too looked around. The place was empty. A good thing. They didn't need any unnecessary attention. The race on this planet, 'humans' as they were called, might not be too accepting to the visiting aliens. And they needed to blend in.
"So, what do we do Hiyuki? You tell me. After all, you've done this before." Vegeta said the words, knowing very well how badly they stung. Hiyuki had first come to Vegeta-sei as an orphan. She had lived on her own until she was three when Vegeta's charitable mother found her and took her in. the misfit was reluctant to discuss her past, and Vegeta knew it caused her pain. Not that he cared. He was in a bad mood and was going to take it out on her.
"We go find a place to stay. That's what we do." Hiyuki took to the air and headed off toward the west. Vegeta followed. He knew she was leading them to a town of any sort. Hiyuki had a sixth sense for sensing life and civilization.
Vegeta watched the ground as it zoomed past below them. As he flew, he let his tail hang free behind him. Chances were when they reached a town, he would have to keep it hidden to avoid suspicion, so he might as well relax it while he could.
He frowned at the planet beneath him. What an ugly place. Of all the places in the universe to be forced to live, this one had to be the most detestable. Vegeta-sei was much nicer.
He growled at the thought of his home world. When would he see it again?
When I'm strong enough to fight Frieza. That's when. So the sooner I become strong enough to defeat him, the soon I can go home. That's all the motivation I need.
He was so lost in his thoughts he barely noticed Hiyuki had landed. Shaking himself of his thoughts, he followed, landing next to her in the middle of what looked to him to be a city. He wanted to slap the girl. Could she be more obvious? Landing in the middle of a highly populated area? Lucky for her, no one was around to notice.
"Prince Vegeta, welcome to your new home." She said, gesturing to the large, dark building beside them.
"That? That is where we are going to stay?" he snorted. "Hiyuki, I'd rather live in the woods."
"No, we need to fit in remember?" she brushed back her spiky hair. "We can't go living like primates. We need to be in populated area, and from the smell of this place, no ones been here for a while."
Vegeta crossed his arms across his chest and gritted his teeth. This was no place for a prince. He was used to royal surrounding, luxury. Not some abandoned warehouse. He stalked inside the building, leaving his partner outside. Searching in the big space, he found a comfortable corner and settled down to sleep. He would find a good place to train when the sun came up.
"Yeah, right. Go to sleep veggie. I'll go get us some stuff we need and enroll us in a school." Hiyuki said. She had followed him inside.
He cocked an eyebrow at her. "School?"
"Yes school. We need to fit in remember? So we need to go to school."
He snorted and shut his eyes. "No, what I need to do is train."
Hiyuki shook her head. "Training isn't our main concern. Fitting in is. From this day on, we're humans."
Vegeta laughed. "You've gone from being whatever you were born as to being a saiyan, and now your human? You must be going through a major identity crisis, Hiyuki."
When he got not answer to his comment, he opened one eye. The female was gone. He snorted again and shut his eyes. Who needs her? My only concern is to get stronger. I could care less if I fit in or not.
* So there's the prologue. In the next chapter, Vegeta and Hiyuki go to school, and that's when the B/V action will start to develop. Please review so I know what you think so far! Otherwise I don't know if I should continue. Hehe! *
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. However, I do own Hiyuki. ^-^ She's my muse. So unless you want her, and I don't advise it, don't sue!
** 6-23-02** A/N I made one change to this story, and changed kitsune's name to Hiyuki. There still the same person, just a new name.
"Vegeta…. Vegeta…."
Vegeta moaned and rolled over in his bed. He could her the soft female voice calling him, but he didn't care. Whatever she wanted, it couldn't be important enough for to wake up. Not at this hour.
"Vegeta…Vegeta! Wake up you baka!"
"OW!" A sharp wack on the head roused Vegeta from his semi peaceful slumber. Courtesy of a monkey like tail. He sat up quickly, rubbing his head and swearing under his breath. Whoever had the never to wake up the saiyan prince was going to pay dearly.
He looked around his room for the perpetrator, ready to unleash all hell for waking him up. His eyes fell on the short girl standing next to his bed. Long, spiky black hair fell to her mid back, highlighted with midnight blue. Her dark eyes stood out against her pale skin, and a long tail, the same color as her hair was twitching angrily.
She didn't look happy.
Vegeta cursed under his breath once again. "Damnit Hiyuki, what the hell do you want?" he growled. It was too early to have the imposter waking him up.
"Your father has requested your presence oh great Prince Vegeta." She said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Vegeta climbed out his bed. What could his father want? He stretched out, yawning. Sleep was still fogging up his mind. Still angry from the blow to his head he had received as a wake up call, he glared at the female still occupying his room.
"If you were anyone else I would send you to the next dimension for waking me up like that." He growled. He went over the large wardrobe against the far wall and began to get dressed.
"If I were anyone else I would be to terrified of you to even come near your room." Hiyuki replied. And she was right. She was the only person Vegeta knew that didn't treat him with the proper respect and fear that someone who was destined to become the legendary super saiyan deserved…and lived. Partly it was because she was Vegeta's best friend, and partly because she wasn't a saiyan. She may have looked like one, but the saiyan prince was well aware her appearance was nothing but a clever disguise.
He finished dressing in his normal royal attire and started to leave the room. Before he exited into the hall to head for the royal throne room, he called back to Hiyuki. "You better be ready for a spar when I get back."
He went quickly to the throne room. He was eager to find out what his father wanted. Maybe if he was lucky, he would get to go on a purging mission. That'd be nice. He hadn't gone on one in a while. A small smile crept onto to normally frowning face. He longed for a good fight. The only one that presented a good fight to him was Hiyuki.
Upon entrance to the throne room, Vegeta could tell something was not right. His father looked worried. And so did his mother. Infact, she looked about ready to cry. The frown found its way back to his face. His mother never cried. Ever. She was the strongest female he knew. She wouldn't cry.
When his father's eyes fell upon him, he summoned the guards that stood by his side to leave. They dutifully left as Vegeta approached the throne.
"Son…we have something very important to discuss." The elder Vegeta started. It looked as if every word he said took something out of him. Like it was hard to say.
Prince Vegeta just stood silent and waited for his father to continue. The situation was making him uneasy. And he didn't like that feeling.
"Vegeta…my son…I am sending you off this planet. To a planet called earth. But you will not purge it." The king said.
Vegeta just stared at his father. He was confused. Why would his father send him out if it weren't to purge a planet?
"What is my mission on this planet earth?"
The king sighed. "You will not have a mission. I am sending you there to get away from Frieza."
"What?"
"Things have become unpleasant between Frieza and I. I fear he may take action against us. That is why I am sending you off of planet Vegeta-sei."
"Your making me run away?!" Vegeta blurted. He couldn't believe his ears.
"Vegeta…"
"I will NOT run away from Frieza! I am not afraid of that lizard! I will destroy him!" Vegeta ranted. His anger was rising. The situation was out of the question. He would never run.
"Vegeta…"
Vegeta ignored his father and continued his ranting. "I will show Frieza the true power of the saiyans! He WILL regret the day he was born!"
"Vegeta, please. Listen to your father."
The furious prince fell silent at his mother's words. He held onto his anger though.
"Vegeta, if Frieza takes action…we won't have a chance. We will fight bravely, but we will lose. That is why we are sending you away. If something should happen to us, you are the only one left that can carry on the Vegeta bloodline. Do you understand?" his father said.
Vegeta said nothing. He was too angry to.
His father sighed again. "You will leave this afternoon. Once on the planet, you will do everything in your power to fit in as one of the locals. Continue training, but do not arouse suspicion. Do you understand?"
Silence.
* * *
"Hey, hold on a sec, Vegetable head. Who says I have to go with you to planet earth? Why am I running? I'm not even a saiyan!"
Vegeta glared at the angry girl. He had returned to his room after his meeting with his father. A meeting that had concluded with the announcement that Hiyuki would accompany the prince to earth. Unfortunately, no one had told her that.
"Because that is what my father has decided! I don't care if you're a saiyan or not, you have to follow his orders!" Vegeta roared. He was still furious over the decision that he would run. That wasn't his parent's choice to make. It was his. Whether to stay and fight or run. And there was no way he would ever run from a fight.
Hiyuki went over to the nearby window and sat on the sill. "Yeah, right." she sighed. "I'm too tired to argue with you Vegeta. And I can tell you're not exactly happy about the choice either."
"Wow Hiyuki. I never knew you were so perceptive." He sneered.
"When do we leave?"
"This afternoon. So do a little of that snooping your so good at and find out some information about this earth place alright?" Vegeta replied.
"You got it."
* * *
Vegeta shifted uncomfortably in the small space pod. He had been in space for about an hour. An hour since he left home. Since he ran. He growled. The word 'ran' kept popping into his head. It was like a broken record. Over and over. You ran. You ran from Frieza. Away from a fight.
He growled again and went over what Hiyuki had told him about earth. It was a small planet occupied by a weak race. It was less technologically advanced than the saiyan race, and had few valuable resources. And according to her, a third class saiyan had been sent there as a baby, But apparently he had failed to complete his mission to purge the planet of life. Hiyuki had then taken the opportunity to make a comment about how unreliable saiyans were, only to be rewarded by a ki blast courtesy of Vegeta.
Well if I'm going to be stuck on that mud ball, at least I'll have someone to beat up.
With that thought in mind, he turned on the gas in the pod, sending him into a dark sleep that would last until he reached his new home.
* * *
"This is earth?"
Vegeta climbed out with the space pod, stretching his cramped limbs. Looking around, he found he and his fellow refugee had landed in an empty plain. The darkness around them suggested it was night, but you never could be sure.
"Well I assume it is." Hiyuki answered. She too looked around. The place was empty. A good thing. They didn't need any unnecessary attention. The race on this planet, 'humans' as they were called, might not be too accepting to the visiting aliens. And they needed to blend in.
"So, what do we do Hiyuki? You tell me. After all, you've done this before." Vegeta said the words, knowing very well how badly they stung. Hiyuki had first come to Vegeta-sei as an orphan. She had lived on her own until she was three when Vegeta's charitable mother found her and took her in. the misfit was reluctant to discuss her past, and Vegeta knew it caused her pain. Not that he cared. He was in a bad mood and was going to take it out on her.
"We go find a place to stay. That's what we do." Hiyuki took to the air and headed off toward the west. Vegeta followed. He knew she was leading them to a town of any sort. Hiyuki had a sixth sense for sensing life and civilization.
Vegeta watched the ground as it zoomed past below them. As he flew, he let his tail hang free behind him. Chances were when they reached a town, he would have to keep it hidden to avoid suspicion, so he might as well relax it while he could.
He frowned at the planet beneath him. What an ugly place. Of all the places in the universe to be forced to live, this one had to be the most detestable. Vegeta-sei was much nicer.
He growled at the thought of his home world. When would he see it again?
When I'm strong enough to fight Frieza. That's when. So the sooner I become strong enough to defeat him, the soon I can go home. That's all the motivation I need.
He was so lost in his thoughts he barely noticed Hiyuki had landed. Shaking himself of his thoughts, he followed, landing next to her in the middle of what looked to him to be a city. He wanted to slap the girl. Could she be more obvious? Landing in the middle of a highly populated area? Lucky for her, no one was around to notice.
"Prince Vegeta, welcome to your new home." She said, gesturing to the large, dark building beside them.
"That? That is where we are going to stay?" he snorted. "Hiyuki, I'd rather live in the woods."
"No, we need to fit in remember?" she brushed back her spiky hair. "We can't go living like primates. We need to be in populated area, and from the smell of this place, no ones been here for a while."
Vegeta crossed his arms across his chest and gritted his teeth. This was no place for a prince. He was used to royal surrounding, luxury. Not some abandoned warehouse. He stalked inside the building, leaving his partner outside. Searching in the big space, he found a comfortable corner and settled down to sleep. He would find a good place to train when the sun came up.
"Yeah, right. Go to sleep veggie. I'll go get us some stuff we need and enroll us in a school." Hiyuki said. She had followed him inside.
He cocked an eyebrow at her. "School?"
"Yes school. We need to fit in remember? So we need to go to school."
He snorted and shut his eyes. "No, what I need to do is train."
Hiyuki shook her head. "Training isn't our main concern. Fitting in is. From this day on, we're humans."
Vegeta laughed. "You've gone from being whatever you were born as to being a saiyan, and now your human? You must be going through a major identity crisis, Hiyuki."
When he got not answer to his comment, he opened one eye. The female was gone. He snorted again and shut his eyes. Who needs her? My only concern is to get stronger. I could care less if I fit in or not.
* So there's the prologue. In the next chapter, Vegeta and Hiyuki go to school, and that's when the B/V action will start to develop. Please review so I know what you think so far! Otherwise I don't know if I should continue. Hehe! *