A/N: A Saiyan Prince In Middle School! YAHOO!

Vegeta: What ever, I was hoping you forgot...

Rose: Well, I didn't XP jerk

Vegeta: Rose does not own DBZ or any of the characters...

Rose: NOW BEGIN XDDDDDDDDDDD

Vegeta woke up early in the morning in his room decorated with Black sheets and blue blankets with walls colored blue and black. He was now 12 years old going into his first year of middle school, 7th grade. He sat up on his bed in the morning and rubbed the sleep from his eyes and stretched out his arms as he let out a loud yawn. He crawled out of bed and got a pair of baggy jeans and a black T-shirt on. Then he walked out into the kitchen... "What? No breakfast?" Vegeta grunted, "FATHER!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, his tail twitching with irritation.

"DAMN IT, SON!" His father cursed, "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" He shouted from his bedroom.

"I WANT FOOD!"

"GET CEREAL!"

"I WANT FRENCH TOAST!" He called, his father had recently learned how to make french toast from his wife who discovered it by taking a culinary class.

Then Vegeta's mother came in carrying a very tired and cranky Tarble in her arms, he was eight now, and had to go to third grade. Although, he wasn't much of a fighter and hated getting up early just like his father and he was rubbing his eyes constantly trying to wake himself up, "I'LL MAKE IT!" His mother shouted to his father, she was and early riser just like her oldest son. She then put Tarble in a chair at the table and started cooking as Vegeta took a seat next to his younger brother.

"Good morning, brother!" Tarble said happily, Vegeta just smacked him on the back of the head as a greeting.

Then Vegeta got a smack on the head by his mother, "Be polite, he's being nice!" She ordered.

"So what, he's annoying," Vegeta scoffed.

"Just like your father," She commented in disgust and got back to cooking for her sons.

"At least I'm not like you," Vegeta grunted back, this time his mother threw a frying pan at his head, "OW! YOU'RE GONNA GE-"

"SHUT UP!" His father yelled from his room, interrupting Vegeta.

Vegeta angrily grunted and sat down, when the food was done Vegeta instantly started digging in and so did Tarble, their mother actually had manners and ate neatly.

"All done I'm gonna get to school now," Vegeta said and went out the door, "Bye mom!"

"Bye dear!" his mother said, as she went to help Tarble pick out matching cloths.

When Vegeta got to school he went, and sat next to a tree that, his friends wanted to meet at before school. It was right out front of the school, there were already kids coming to school, it's a good thing he landed a few blocks away from the school where no body was. Then he saw his saiyan comrade waving dumbly at him with a wide smile. Vegeta merrily rolled his eyes.

"So, what's up?" Goku asked happily, "Have you been training hard!" It wasn't a question, it was more of a statement, in that strange saiyan way of saying, 'Spar with me?'.

"No Kakarot, we are at school, and my mother doesn't want me to get to much attention for the wrong reason," Vegeta scoffed as he remembered. Goku just looked sad and looked down at his Velcro shoe. Then Chichi and Krillen came walking in together.

"Hey, guy's!" Goku shouted happily to the two friends.

"Hey, Goku," Krillen waved.

"Hi, Goku," Chichi blushed, it seemed how much older they get, Chichi likes Goku more and more.

"Hey, Chichi, what's wrong? Are you sick? Your face is all red," He asked in concern feeling her forehead, only to make her blush more. Vegeta merrily rolled his eyes at his comrades stupidity.

"Excuse us," Vegeta said in irritation and dragged Goku away.

"What's the big idea?" Goku asked once they were alone on the other side of the school.

"Are you an idiot!" Vegeta accused slapping his friend on the head, causing him to rub his head and look at Vegeta with a look of curiosity, "Kami, you really are an idiot!" Vegeta slapped himself in the head, "Chichi, obviously has a thing for you, Idio-rot," Vegeta said combining Goku's name and idiot into one.

"What do you mean, she has a 'thing' for me?" Goku question earning him a punch in the ribs and knocking into a tree, nearly knocking it down.

"If you don't make your move," Vegeta said and gave Goku an evil smirk, "I'll take her first,"

"Huh?" Goku looked confused at first, then figured it out, "You better not, I really like her!" Goku yelled angrily as Vegeta flew back to his friends laughing. Just in time to miss a few other students come in, a Green colored student came and waited on a brick wall for his comrades.

"Hey, Piccolo!" Yamcha greeted when he got there and sat on the wall with him, Piccolo only nodded, amd got back to his meditating.

17 and 18 then came in as well and sat down, not saying a word. Followed by Tien and Chiotzu who ran in yelling, "HIDE ME, PLEASE!"

Then Launch came running in, "Get over here, darling!" The blond haired launch said holding a knife, then threatened, "Or else!" Then as all the boys hid 18 stood up and kicked dirt in Launches face, "AH AH AHCHOO!" She sneezed turning to her sweet old self again, "Huh?" She looked confused for a moment then saw all of her friends, "Oh, hi everyone!" She smiled.

"Yeah, nice to have you back," Yamcha said, all the boys getting back in there positions, as 17 nodded in agreement. Then Bulma came in and Yamcha jumped off the wall to catch his girlfriend in his arms, "Hey Bulma, how was summer?"

"I wish I could have been with you for summer," She pouted.

"Don't worry, we got the WHOLE school year to be together!"

There conversation continuing, smooching as they talked and Piccolo just sat there on the wall, 'They still haven't noticed Vegeta and Goku are here... I'm surprised Yamcha hasn't checked for Vegeta, he usually make it his business to know... I can't believe Vegeta, Goku, or Krillen hasn't sensed us... let's see how long it takes for us to meet...' Piccolo decided in his head, a confident smirk placed firmly on his lips.

Ring ring ring

The school bell ringing in the students ears, Goku and Vegeta getting irritated and covering there ears as they went to class, but it wasn't bothering them as much as it bothered a certain namek with super enhanced hearing.

Rose: There all done!

Vegeta: The saiyan prince in middle school? *Think about it, reads over first chapter again* I'm gonna hate this story to aren't I?

Rose: Why do you have to be such a hater?

Vegeta: Why do you have to be such a bad writer?

Rose: HUH! Hmm... T.T

Vegeta: C'mon, don't cry, I hate tears, it's so annoying... stop... please... I-I'm sor- sorr- sorry, okay, now stop.

Rose: *Runs in room and starts crying* I'M A BAD WRITER!

Vegeta: I was joking!... Review and make her feel better I can't stand listening to a woman cry, *Rubs temples* .. ... ... ... ... What are you looking at? Get out of here, fools!