My cousin and I wrote this as a continuation of the One shot: "The New Teacher" Should the author of the original request I take this down I will be happy to. Anyways any fans of Vegeta should love this, Enjoy!

Vegeta awoke with his trademark scowl already plastered on his face. It was 3:00 a.m, Bulma was still asleep next to the prince, she had came to bed exactly 67 minutes earlier and had quickly fallen asleep. Her latest invention had kept her up later than usual. He slid out of bed not bothering to glance at his wife. He put on the modified Saiyan armor she had made for him during the Cell games, he thought highly of the armor his wife invented for him and his allies to use. He considered it to be her greatest work, although Bulma would certainly disagree with the Saiyan Prince.

Ever since he had married the blue-haired genius she had been nothing but an almost constant annoyance, she was the reason he got so little sleep now. Bulma had harped him until he finally got a job, he chose a teaching position as he would still be able to boss people around, or at least the students, the other faculty he would simply intimidate into respecting him. But every minute he spent teaching was a delay in his everlasting quest to be the greatest warrior in the universe. He was forced to reduce his already meager four hours of sleep to only two to at least attempt to make up the five hours he had to spend teaching, and his wife had the audacity to say it still wasn't enough. 'You don't even work full time you big baby! And I even grade your students assignments!' she had shouted during one of their routine verbal engagements, which he hated as much as he enjoyed it was as if he could engage in a whole new style of battle, which really got his saiyan blood pumping.

Deciding he didn't want to waste anymore of his already stretched thin time, Vegeta hurried through a 'light meal' before rushing to the gravity chamber to get his morning workout started. He had around four hours to get some training in before he had to get to his first class.

Vegeta trained from waking to 6:56 a.m and flew to the Yokai portal. He already knew how to enter and did so, he landed just outside the school, while he was walking into the building at speeds that most beings could only see as a blur, he noticed several students from his class playing around in the main corridor, he stopped just long enough to give them a stern tongue lashing before continuing on towards his class room. He stepped into the room and almost cracked a smile, almost all of the class was present and all of the empty seats would be filled in a matter of seconds as the three lolly-gaggers could be heard sprinting down the hallway towards the room. All the students in the room looked scared to death of him. He liked that, already he had impressed upon them his power thanks to Saizo of course.

Vegeta noticed one additional seat was still empty from yesterday. He looked at the roster: "Mizore, whoever she is she needs to stop skipping my class. I'll have to…. catch up with her later." Vegeta thought to himself the tiniest hint of a smirk crossed his face for a fraction of a second, only the few people who knew him the best would've even noticed the subtle change.

Finally the trio of nearly late students made it to his class rushed in apologized to him and hurried to their seats. just seconds afterwards the bell rang, and the morning announcements started over the pa system. Vegeta took this time to skim over the days lesson plan, he was supposed to begin the first period with world history, 'hnn what kind of important history could this pitiful world have before Kakarot's arrival. This will be boring.'

"Today we will be starting a unit on this planet's ancient history." Vegeta said to the class already sounding bored. A few students looked puzzled before one sheeply raised his hand.

"Yes what is it?" Vegeta snapped at the male student.

"Well uh, I was wondering what did you mean by THIS planet's ancient history?" The already terrified student asked.

"Earth's ancient history you idiot! What the hell kind of question is that?!" Vegeta yelled at the poor boy. He then realized they didn't know he was a Saiyan.

"Oh yes that's right, I never told you people where I was from. Well then this period is going to be much more interesting." Vegeta said with a tone that sent chills down a few of the student's backs.

" I'm not from this planet of weaklings, I was born on planet vegeta, named after my father."

"So Vegeta is your last name?" One of the more ditsy students asked.

"Saiyans don't have last names!" Vegeta yelled. "And don't speak out of line again unless you really want to test my patience. Anyways, my father was the king of the saiyans and I the prince, until that bastard Frieza betrayed us and destroyed our planet. Now there are only me and Kakarot left and he doesn't even care about our people." Vegeta's scowl tightened with his memories causing much anger in him."

"How did this Frieza blow up your planet?" A girl asked as she raised her hand. Vegeta excused the folly, he was already entrapped in his own story.

"He probably used a giant sphere of energy, that's how he destroyed Namek anyways." Vegeta replied. Immediately another hand shot up, Vegeta simply pointed to it. "So this Frieza guy just goes around blowing up planets?" another anonymous student asked.

"Only if he can't enslave it and all of it's people." Vegeta answered honestly. The class seemed very interested in the Saiyan's story and looked on him with curious eyes. Aside from three students in the back of the room that is. They were involved in their own story too much to be bothered by the Prince's life story.

Vegeta had been telling his life story very thoroughly for almost the entirety of the class, in fact it was already a minute til bell and not a soul had noticed. The alien had reached the point in which he met Cui on planet Namek: "And then Cui took off in a pathetic attempt to save his ugly purple hide, of course I didn't let him get away. I blew him up like a-" the bell suddenly sounded signaling the end of the period. The girl who had been late the first day and a blue haired girl both immediately left the room at a brisk and bothered pace. Vegeta had to slightly raise his voice to be heard over the student's packing their things. "Tomorrow's class will pick up where we left off!" He said back to his annoyed tone, the interruption made him feel as if his story was irrelevant to the school. Now he had to find something to occupy his time with, for the next hour he would have no class or activity. I guess I could go up to the faculty room and make some...friends. Vegeta thought to himself as he headed to the teacher rec. room. As he made his way he noticed a small gathering of students around something. Vegeta walked up to the circle of only boys unnoticed due to his small stature. He floated up slightly to see over the heads of the boys surrounding two of his students. "That's Kurumu and... Moka. What in the hell are they doing just standing around instead of attending class?"

The two teenage women seemed to be arguing until another student from his class ran up the two, it was Tsukune. Vegeta raised an eyebrow wondering what his part was in this. Kurumu quickly clinged to him and Vegeta sensed a spike in her energy. "Time to end this." Thought Vegeta. He began pushing through the crowd.

"What the hell are you idiots doing!? Get to your classes before I vaporize the lot of you!" The students scattered, Kurumu took Tsukune and Moka's eyes began to tear up. She ran and Vegeta decided he really didn't care. "Teenagers..." Vegeta said to himself.

He continued to the lounge. Upon arriving he slid open the door and took a look around, there was a blue haired woman wearing nothing but a bikini and a beach towel around her waist, she licked her lips at him. Vegeta rolled his eyes, he had no desire to mate with anyone, his wife was already more than enough woman he would ever want to deal with. As he looked the other way he did a double take.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" He shouted.

Piccolo stood there fully clothed in his usual cape and turban, in a fashion typical of him he had his arms crossed and wore a scowl similar to vegeta's.

"I'm doing the same thing you are, teaching." He responded.

"Why!?" Vegeta shouted, he thought he was free of the Z-fighters here.

"Kami was a good friend of the headmaster here and since the Earth is no longer being threatened, I figured I could find an occupation." Piccolo explained his arms still crossed.

"Ugh. What subject?" Vegeta asked feeling defeated.

"Martial arts."

"They have that here?!" Vegeta asked now outraged he was stuck teaching history.

"You mean you didn't know?"

"Gah! What do you think!" Vegeta said sarcastically.

"I think you need to stop whining so much, my ears are sensitive you know." Piccolo cracked a smirk. The woman in the bikini giggled a little, further angering the prince.

"Shut up woman!" Vegeta said quickly turning back to Piccolo. "You've been hiding your energy haven't you?"

"Yeah, you obviously haven't though. I felt that punch yesterday." Piccolo said his voice rich in disapproval.

"Heh yeah, sent this punk Saizo flying in front of the whole class, everyone's been much more cooperative since" Said Vegeta with a small smirk the satisfaction evident on his face.

"You're supposed to be teaching them not using them as punching bags, but I guess I shouldn't expect any different from a hotheaded ego maniac such as yourself." Piccolo said taunting Vegeta's apparent lack of self control.

"You're beginning to sound like you actually want me to beat you stupid slug." Vegeta responded, his saiyan blood was already pumping with the prospect of a fight.

The tense exchange was suddenly interrupted by a third voice, the overly chesty Math teacher Mrs. Kagome "Would you two muscle heads shut your traps, some of us actual teachers want to enjoy some quiet time during our breaks not listen to you two yap the entire time."

Vegeta's face was now draped in rage. "You dare speak to me in such a way, you are talking to the prince of al-"

Vegeta suddenly stopped mid-rant and and looked to a seemingly random corner of the room.

"I feel it too." Piccolo said, referring to the notable surge of power the two could sense.

"I didn't think anyone in this pit of a school could have such power, I think it's worth investigating don't you?"

Piccolo uncrossed his arms. "Yeah I have to find out why this person isn't in my martial arts class." He said with a smirk.

"Yes why don't you two go bring some poor student into your little lover's spat." Said Mrs Kagome.

Vegeta turned to the woman his face immersed in anger, but suddenly it changed to be cold and calm. "Oh I'm really looking forward to our next meeting whoever you are, I'd be thinking of a really good apology if I were you, you'll need one." Vegeta said to the woman with a chilling smile before he and Piccolo both left at seemingly impossible speeds. The two faculty members still in the room were rendered speechless by the display.

The two aliens arrived at the source of the energy they had sensed, a pale, silver-haired, and red eyed Moka. She stood across from another of Vegeta's class: Kurumu.

"So Moka, you're the one radiating so much power." Vegeta said sizing up the student, the possibility of Moka being so powerful was something that he had never even considered. She had seemed so innocent, and kind. Although he could say the same for Kakarot.

Moka turned to him with a look of annoyance and began to say something, she was interrupted however by Kurumu. "Her power won't stop me from completing my mission! Take this!" The winged teen screamed as she charged the Vampire. Moka readied herself lining up a kick to the attacker.

Vegeta raised a hand and released a low-power ki blast from his palm, it rammed into the succubus sending her into a nearby tree. She fell to her knees and bowed her head low.

"As I was saying, she's already stronger than that pathetic human Chiaotzu and the girl is only in high school, and with no real training." Continued Vegeta.

"I think I know where you're going with this Vegeta, I'll train her. Hell, we could replace Krillin and Tien with her after a while." Said Piccolo.

"No you fool, as a true warrior it would be better for me to train her!" Vegeta argued, clenching his fists. Piccolo was getting on his already straining nerves.

"Neither of you fools will train me." Moka stated rather bluntly.

A vein instantly popped out on Vegeta's head as his rage began to build, and he quietly began to growl to himself. Trying in vain to control himself he somewhat calmly asked, "I can understand your reluctance to accept training from the green man but I am Vegeta the prince of all Saiyans! one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed. Being trained by someone like me is not a privilege offered lightly and one that billions of fighters across the galaxy would kill for." in reality Vegeta was less interested in having an apprentice and more interested in having what he saw as a more enjoyable way to spend his time stuck at the school.

"I've got better things to do than deal with your delusions of grandeur, even if you are my teacher." She said as she turned back to the still groggy Kurumu.

Vegeta started forward trying to think of the most satisfying way to teach his loudmouth student a lesson when suddenly the cowardly student Tsukune interrupted preempting the inevitable beatdown. "Hey settle down everyone, there's no reason for any more fighting today, let's just everyone call it a day and talk tomorrow when our heads are clearer."

Vegeta stared at the incredibly weak being before him attempting to decide whether he was brave or simply crazy enough to get between him and a fight. He decided on the latter.

"The boy's right Vegeta." Came Piccolo's voice from behind the angered Saiyan."Besides, if she doesn't want to get any stronger then it's her loss." He continued placing a green hand on the Prince's shoulder.

Vegeta turned his head to the side as if he was starting to argue, but he gave up in the face of the increasingly frustrating situation he was in.

Vegeta then suddenly threw his head back and yelled. "Everybody in this pathetic school is a damned fool! You're all self centered weaklings, with not a single redeemable feature! I always thought I would die in battle but now I see just how wrong I was, I'll die from somebody opening their stupid mouth and spewing some more of their soft-knuckled pacifist bullshit! My brain will literally just give in to it all and I'll simply fall down and die!"

By the time Vegeta finished his long winded and anger-fueled rant, everyone present was staring at him. He looked around at their faces still livid and let out another quick yell as he fired a blast at a random spot in the ground, an artillery sized explosion ensued. Tsukune and Kurumu both flinched at the display of power but Piccolo and Moka were left unfazed.

With that the Saiyan Prince turned and stomped off toward the school building.