A/N: Yes another one of those High School fic's with a Dragon Ball Z twist. I know they all usually suck but I will try to keep things realistic while having that DBZ feeling mixed in as usual. So now background on the story it starts off on their junior year and all the characters are 17 and I will spread the story to everyone not just one specific couple. Because that's how DBZ is anyway, and I like to keep it more like DBZ with trying to keep everyone in character. "Trying" so don't attack me if I sway a little, deal with it they are in high school anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or anything associated with the Dragon ball titles.

First Day Back

Orange star high school, for the last three months, was completely empty and void of life. Now in late August, it was full of students starting the New Year. Everyone was forming into their groups discussing summer and their new classes before school started.

One such group was a shorter bald boy a blue-haired girl and a, very interesting goofy looking hair-style, tall boy.

"Man where did summer go?" Krillin complained leaning against the lockers.

"It came and went just like the last one." Bulma sighed fiddling with her locker.

"Oh come on guys school isn't that bad." Goku said smiling at his closest friends.

"You're only saying that because you can't wait to play football again." Bulma teased him.

"Well it is better than being a class president." Goku smirked at her.

She closed her locker fumbling with her books. "At least it looks better on my college application." She huffed back at him.

"Ya and getting a scholarship isn't that great is it?" He said sarcastically.

"Don't even start with me Goku." She pulled out a piece of paper. "Okay what class do you guys have for first period? I have got college English." Bulma usually had harder classes than Goku and Krillin.

Goku and Krillin did the same. "I got uh Geometry." Krillin said.

"Hey me too, well that's a good start." Goku said grinning. They started walking down the hallway.

"So how are you and Yamcha?" Krillin asked Bulma.

"I don't know he hasn't called me in a while and someone said they saw him with some girl at the movies, I don't really feel like talking to him for a while." She felt stupid for feeling sorry for herself over him. It made her feel weak and she knew she was better than that.

Goku looked to see a sad expression in her eyes. "You know maybe you shouldn't date him anymore if he keeps cheating on you." He said thoughtfully.

She sighed. "I guess your right it's not like the relationship is going anywhere."

They turned the corner and Bulma's feet tripped on something and she fell. Hard. Goku looked over to see Maron and her friends laughing at Bulma as her books flew in all directions.

"Maybe you should look where you're going, these shoes cost a lot of money you know?" She said coldly to Bulma who was too busy picking herself up to notice the comment.

Goku helped Bulma up as Maron walked away with her friends in tow. "Geez, Krillin I can't believe you dated her last year." She said.

Krillin looked down while Bulma picked up her scattered books. "Well she wasn't THAT bad last year."

Bulma got up and started looking around for a book she missed. She knelt down under a table to see if it slid under. She looked up to see her book right in front of her eyes in someone else's hand. She looked up to see the dark eyes of someone she had never seen before. 'Wow hello handsome.' She thought as her mind danced around looking into his eyes.

"Looking for this?" He said in a deep dark voice. She snapped out of it and slowly stood up.

"Um yeah," she grabbed the book. "Thank you."

He smirked at her. "Maybe if you didn't have so many books you would see when someone was trying to trip you." He said flatly.

"Oh you uh saw that?" She said trying not to stare at him. He was a little taller than her he wore jeans a white under shirt and a leather jacket that bulged a little from his obvious muscular form. His hair was gravity defying, every strand was spiked up perfectly and it didn't look greased or shiny like he put gel in it. His eyes were dark and a mystery. (A/N: Guess who it is?:)

"Yeah it was quite amusing." He looked off to the distance.

She put a hand on her hip and frowned at him. "Well we'll see how funny it is when someone trips YOU."

"Try it." He looked back at her. Her blue hair reached past her shoulders and matched her bright blue eyes perfectly. She wore a red t-shirt and white shorts that probably went against any normal school's dress code. He smirked at her one more time then turned to walk away.

"Hey!" she said making him turn around again. She tried to think of something to say, her mind came up blank. "I'm Bulma." She said quickly.

He looked at the hand she offered him to shake but just looked up at her and smiled. "Vegeta." And with that he walked away.

Goku and Krillin walked up to her after the strange boy left. "Hey Bulma who was that? I have never seen him before."

Bulma looked away from where he stood and shrugged her shoulders. "I think he is new, I never seen him before. He said his name was Vegeta."

Krillin and Goku looked at each other and shrugged. "Whatever," Goku said. They looked up when the first bell rang.

"Well time to start the new year I guess." Bulma sighed.

"Yeah hey we will see you later, same spot at lunch?" Goku said walking the other way.

"Yeah I will see you there." She called out walking to her first class.

When Bulma walked into her class she wasn't surprised to see only 12 or 14 people in it. After all it was a college level class. She spotted blonde hair in the back and sat down next to her.

"Hey 18 how was your summer?" 18 just looked at her and shrugged. 18 was a new kid last year and didn't have any friends. Except for Bulma. They played softball the previous year and they became good friends.

"Fine I guess." She mumbled.

"You still aren't much for talking are you?" Bulma asked.

"Don't need to there is no reason to talk to anyone at this school," she gave her a half smile. "But you are a good friend so I will humor you."

Bulma smiled. "Good I just hope this class isn't as boring as last year."

"I heard it is."

The bell to start class went off and the teacher started class. Then the door flew open with a very familiar shadow.

"So I see somebody is late on the first day." The teacher mocked the dark figure.

"Like I care." The figure said stepping into the room and Bulma instantly recognized him. Vegeta

"You will once you get detention. Now I need your name." The teacher said pulling out a small piece of paper.

"Vegeta." He scoffed at her.

"Oh it's YOU, the superintendent wants to see you first." The teacher said pointing out the door.

Vegeta smirked then left.

'It's going to be a looooong day.' Vegeta thought as he walked, slowly, to the office. 'Going to be an even longer year.' He opened the door and walked in.

"Ah, Vegeta," The superintendent said gesturing his hand toward the seat across from his desk. "Have a seat."

Vegeta looked up at him then sat down.

"My name is Mr. Hosteller, and I have heard quite a bit about you Vegeta." He said taking a seat of his own. He then pulled out a file, a rather large file and placed it on the desk. "So your record speaks for itself. Let's see in and out of foster care from 7 to 13 years of age before father took full custody again. Suspended multiple times throughout middle school even expelled from your school in the eighth grade. Suspended eight times in high school, all for fighting. Five different high school's in the last two years. Wow I must say I have never seen worse."

Vegeta just smirked as he pulled out yet another large file. "Now this," he pointed to it. "Is your record from the police. They wanted me to know what I was dealing with." He said opening it and flipping through a couple pages. "Been to Juvenile hall three times. And oh, prison for assault and battery. Not to mention all the minor reports they have stacked in here." Mr. Hosteller closed the file and pulled out a small piece of paper. "Now this however sparked my interest. It is your transcript. And throughout high school you've managed to maintain higher than a 3.0 without one class being under a B. And better yet there all college level classes and advanced classes."

Vegeta just glared at him counting the seconds until he was finished. "Now Vegeta I look at your record and I look at your grades and I see two different people. You are naturally smart but you are prone to violence. You can do well in school just try not to start any trouble."

"I don't start anything I end it." Vegeta said roughly.

"Well let's hope you don't have to now here." He wrote something down on a piece of paper and handed it to Vegeta. "This should get you out of any trouble you have caused so far now go back to class." With that Vegeta turned and left.

He was honestly tired of all their speeches. Five different high school's all the same speeches. But the sixth was different. He actually thought Vegeta would do well in school. 'Ha that was funny, though I do well anyway. Not that he would know that.' He thought as he walked down the hall.

Bulma was busy taking notes on what they needed for class that year, when the classroom door flew open with a slam. Everyone in the room jumped, including the teacher.

"Well Vegeta nice of you to return to class." He walked up and tossed her a piece of paper. He then walked toward the desks. "Vegeta your seat is in the front right there." The teacher said pointing to the desk in the dead center front of the room.

Vegeta just huffed at her then proceeded to walk to the back corner of the room, right behind Bulma and motioned with his head to the kid sitting there to move. The kid obliged and scurried away. Vegeta sat down folded his arms and closed his eyes ignoring his surroundings

Goku hated math he hated learning in general. And now that he was back he missed summer again. He sighed as he leaned his head on his hand trying to stay awake. He wasn't bad at school but he wasn't good either. He sighed looking out the window, his mind wondering. Then something or someone caught his attention. In the reflection from the window he saw a girl behind him staring at him. He didn't recognize her at first, she had long black hair and dark eyes that were covered by glasses. He turned to see who it was. He saw that it was Chi-Chi.

They had gone to the same school ever since they were twelve and had been in the same class. They weren't close, they barely even talked. After all, Goku was the star athlete, and she well was an outcast. But that didn't stop him from smiling at her. She smiled and blushed a little before turning away. She wore a blue shirt that hung loosely and a pair of black jeans that wasn't near as loose as her shirt. Goku for some reason had always had a crush on her but he never acted on it. He knew she had a crush on him too but he didn't act on it out of fear of what everyone thought of him.

'Well high school is halfway over and if you don't do something you will both be off to college and you will never see her again.' He thought before shaking his head. No he needed to date someone more in his league.

Chi-Chi had always focused on her studies and working. She didn't have time for a boyfriend or even friends. But she always had a soft spot in her heart for Goku. She liked him a lot but he had changed since they met each other five years ago. She sighed knowing he would never like her and that her chances with him at all were slim to none. So she focused back on her studies.

Three grueling classes later and it was lunch time. Krillin and Bulma waited outside on the grass by a tree waiting for Goku to get their food.

"Well this year has been boring so far." Krillin said looking at all the kids getting into their groups.

"Isn't it every year?" Bulma sighed.

"So hey who was that girl you were talking to in between first and second classes?" Krillin asked looking at the ground.

"Oh that was 18 she moved here last year. She was on my softball team, she is really nice if you get to know her."

"Is she dating anyone?"

Bulma raised an eyebrow at him. "No I don't think so, why do you ask?"

Krillin grinned. "I don't know I thought she was kinda cute and maybe…" He was cut off by their friend coming over balancing trays of food.

"Hey guys I think I got enough food." He said setting them down.

"Knowing you Goku, probably not." Krillin teased grabbing a tray.

Goku stuffed his face inhaling his food leaving a wide eyed Krillin and Bulma watching him.

"Tho I hearth thome newt on Vebeda." Goku said between bites.

"Oh and what's that?" Bulma said interested.

Goku swallowed his food and began. "Well I heard from a kid who heard from a kid that went to school with him and apparently, Vegeta has been to a number of different high school's apparently because the teacher's hate him and he always gets into fights."

Bulma looked over to see Vegeta leaning against a wall with his eyes closed and his head down. "Hm a bad boy huh?" Her mind wondered aimlessly.

"Yeah we know how you like them bad boys Bulma." Krillin teased her.

"Hey I have only dated one guy and he turned out to be dead weight." She snapped back at him.

"Speaking of him…" Goku's voice trailed off as Yamcha walked up.

"Hey girl how have you been? I'm sorry I didn't see you earlier I was sort of preoccupied." He said smoothly.

"Well it's not like you tried to find me before school or even the last week of summer." She folded her arms and looked away.

"Hey I'm sorry babe I had to go with my parents on a business trip." She knew he was lying but she, like always, forgave him.

"Okay so did you want to come my house afterschool on Friday we are gonna watch movies have pizza."

Yamcha looked over at Goku and Krillin. "Who's all going?"

"Well they are of course and you and I was thinking about inviting over…" She was cut off by Yamcha.

"Sorry but my parents said I can't go out this Friday." He looked over at a table and a girl waved at him. "Well I gotta go call me some time baby." With that he walked off.

"Damn him!" Bulma shrieked. "Just because we aren't gonna be alone he doesn't want to be around me." She threw her tray across the field. "And then he goes off with some bimbo to get what I don't give him."

Goku and Krillin just looked at each other. "Uh Bulma why are you still with him then?" Goku said quietly.

"I don't even know anymore," she sighed. "I guess it's my own damn fault." She stood up and walked back towards the school.

Goku continued where Bulma left off on the guest list. "So she was thinking of inviting some girl named 18, know her?"

Krillin's eyes went wide. "Oh yeah she is Bulma's new friend, are you bringing anyone?" Krillin tried to change the subject.

"Huh? Oh yeah, maybe I don't know yet? Anyway I think I should talk to Yamcha I don't want Bulma moping around today."

"Yeah you want me to back you up?" Krillin asked standing with his friend.

"Nah, it's just Yamcha but you can come watch if something happens." Goku said smiling.

"Sure Goku." They walked over to the table he was sitting at.

"Hey Yamcha," Goku said getting his full attention. He was talking to a blonde girl who Yamcha had dated before. Yamcha was always the favorite of the women even though he has been with half of them. Goku always thought of him as a friend but he hated it when guys treated girls badly especially cheating on them. "You know you should really stop cheating on Bulma it's not fair to her."

Yamcha just smirked at him. "I think you're just jealous Goku. Jealous that I'm getting more than you ever have."

Goku was not quick to anger so he just ignored his comment. "I mean it Yamcha, Bulma doesn't deserve to be treated like this. Especially when she is willing to put up with it because she likes you so much." Goku turned to leave. "And I suggest you take my advice otherwise it could get ugly." Goku smirked and took a few steps before turning to see Yamcha holding his arm as someone gripped his fist squeezing the life out of it.

Vegeta stood leaning on the wall secretly watching the blue haired woman as she at her lunch then threw it after talking to that weakling. He didn't know why he was watching her or why he showed interest at the way she reacted with the boy that talked to her so he just shrugged it off and walked in the other direction. He felt his stomach complain for food as he walked over to the vending machines by the tables. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a few coins surveying his choices. He looked clearly to see the reflection of that woman's goofy haired looking friend talking to her would be boyfriend. Vegeta turned to see if things were going to get interesting. He watched as her friend turned to walk away and saw the weakling stand up to punch him in the back of the head.

Vegeta, out of instinct, reacted to this ran over between the two and caught his fist. He heard some gasps as all eyes were on him. He progressed to squeeze his fist to teach him a lesson. "Now, now what do we have here?" He smirked at the man clutching his wrist in pain as Vegeta squeezed harder. "Now I believe you were trying to attack an opponent from behind." He scoffed looking at Goku. "How pathetic." Vegeta continued to apply pressure until he heard a whimper then he released.

Goku watched as Vegeta walked by him smirking. "He's all yours." He said before disappearing into the crowd. Goku looked down at the injured man and turned to walk away when someone ran up to Yamcha.

"Yamcha! Oh my God, are you okay?" Bulma cried out running over to him.

"Ya I'm fine it's just that jerk nearly broke my hand." Yamcha said standing up straight.

Bulma glared at Goku now. "And you just stood there and watched?"

Goku didn't have to turn around to see that Krillin was probably gone. He was on his own. "Well hey Yamcha was the one throwing a punch at me when my back was turned."

Bulma just ignored him and helped Yamcha to the nurses office.

Goku sighed it was a long day and he was glad it was over. The last thing he needed was more drama on their first day back. He opened his locker and threw his books in grabbing a few papers then closing it. He turned to see a familiar spiky haired man.

"So I hear you're the football star." He looked over at Goku with one eye.

"Yes I guess so." Goku looked at him confused.

"Football practice today?" He asked.

"Uh yeah why do you ask?"

Vegeta turned to face him. "I have played some football at previous school's I was gonna see if you have a good team and if it's worth my time."

"Oh, oh yeah well come on you can go talk to the couch he's in the locker room."

Vegeta smirked at him. "Very well." And they walked across the school.

"Oh by the way thanks for the assist earlier." Goku said.

Vegeta grunted. "It's not that I cared I just hate seeing sucker punches and unfair fights."

After talking with the coach Vegeta got suited up and was out on the field. The team was running plays and he wasn't placed somewhere yet so he sat on the bench next to the bald one.

"Hey baldy you a benchwarmer our what?" Vegeta scoffed at him.

Krillin looked angrily at him. "No but being Goku's back up isn't an exciting job."

Vegeta smirked. "So you don't get to play I take it."

Krillin shook his head. "Not until were up by 50 or something, because it's not like Goku would get hurt."

Vegeta closed his eyes and waited. Finally the coaches placed him at wide receiver thinking that he wouldn't be any good because he was up against Yamcha for the starting job. But after two hours of drills, Vegeta had beaten him at everything and the coaches decided to place him as the new starter.

Goku pulled up to his house after practice to see his Grandpa Gohan making some dinner for the worn out boy. Goku lived at home with his Grandpa and father, Bardock. Bardock was a NAVY SEAL and was almost never home. Goku always waited for Thursdays. The day when he would get a letter from his father. His father contacted him as much as possible trying stay in touch with his son. And then there was his brother, Raditz. He left home the moment he was 18 and moved to the other side of the country. Raditz never called, never showed up unless it was to get money from his father. "Hey Grandpa I'm home food smells great!"

Bulma capsuled her car, and walked inside of her house, or mansion. Her parents were almost always out of town. She could throw parties every single night if she wanted, but she wasn't a partier. She sighed fumbled through the fridge to find left over Chinese food. She heated it up and sat on the couch thinking over her life. She was going to be a successful scientist and inventor like her father. And Yamcha was going to be a pro baseball player. But her and Yamcha were going to end soon, and she hated that thought no matter how many times he cheated on her she still went back for him. She turned on the TV and drifted off to sleep thinking about a certain spiky-haired boy she had met that day.

Krillin drove out to Kame House. His home after his parents had died. He lived with Master Roshi, his and Goku's martial arts teacher and friend. He didn't mind living there but he often wished he had his own place. Especially when he dated Maron. Master Roshi wasn't exactly a kind old man. More of a dirty old bastard. Krillin vowed himself to never bring home a girl again. He sighed as he brought in his schoolwork and bags of food he picked up on the way home.

Chi-Chi was sitting down going over her classes when she looked up at the stars. She sighed and thought of Goku. She wished they were closer, she longed for the day they could be together. She shook her head and looked at her watch. It was almost 8 and her father would be getting home soon so she began to make dinner. Ever since her mother died Chi-Chi had taken over cooking and cleaning while her father worked nonstop. As she prepared the food her mind kept drifting back to her crush. Goku.

18 walked home silently. She lived in a bad neighborhood but she could handle herself. Almost once a day she had to kick someone's ass who tried to assault her. She picked up food from a cheap fast food joint knowing her brother would be happy that she saved her money from lunch at school to buy both of them dinner. She smiled thinking about her brother. He worked all day while she went to school, she was very grateful for him. She turned the corner and walked over to their very tiny house.

Vegeta walked up to the apartment complex at around 9 it took him forever to get home. His neighborhood made 18's look like Beverly Hills. He did live only four blocks away from her, though neither of them knew it. Vegeta slowly creaked open the door hoping his father was asleep. Thankfully he was passed out on the couch. Vegeta slowly crept over to the fridge and found it almost bare. He pulled out some eggs and made an omelet. He then proceeded to sneak into his room and sit on his bed. He ate his food and proceeded to forge his father's signature on the notes home they gave him. He laid down wondering how long he was gonna last at this school when he realized that his mind was drifting going back to a certain girl with ocean like hair. He shook his head and pulled a bottle out from under his bed. He drank a few sips then fell into a fitful dreamless sleep.

Fin.

A/N: So how did that go? Anyone hate it yet? For those of you wondering yes next chapter will have Vegeta's first real fight and it will be with someone you wouldn't expect. Oh and I know Orange star City is in Japan but for the sake of the fic let's pretend it's in America.