YO! So After like ten thousand years I have woken up from my deep slumber and I decided to step up my game with this fic. The first three chapters are gonna be re-uploaded and refurbished through spell checker and my brain because I realized how crap the original story was.
For new readers: Hello! Welcome to my first DBZ fic it is going to be a modern KPOP AU where all our fav DBZ characters are stunning kpop idols~ Isn't that just lovely. They will be based on already existent kpop idols because I'm a kpop trash and so are you! Lovely reader ( ﾟ∀ﾟ)
I hope you like this fic! Enjoy! :D
"And so I'm going to be a novelist."
The class clapped as a young raven haired girl of about 6 years of age finished her life goals presentation. She hurried back to her seat right next to her best friend, Goku.
"That was great ChiChi, I admire you in a way." Goku said looking at her bright smile.
"Why is that Goku?" she asked in a giddy tone, hoping for her friend to shower her down with compliments about her smart ambitions.
"Well who could sit and write for hours or days? It must be really boring, better spend the time eating or training!" Goku laughed as ChiChi's smile slowly morphed into an irritated frown.
"Well! you watch! I'm gonna be known across the whole world!"
"You bet." Goku smiled at his pouting friend "Send me an autograph one day will ya?"
"Only if you actually read my book."
"Ohh that's not fair!"
They both shared a laugh before the bell rang and the class was dismissed for their summer break. ChiChi and Goku both lived on the outskirts of West City, which was very wealthy due to its popularity and the Capsule Corporation company that was based in the center. This summer wasn't a very pleasant summer for ChiChi as she was going to move houses due to her father starting his own new business. Unfortunately for her, where they're going is a bit too far for her to travel back and forth to school every day so there was no other way but to move schools too, and the thought scared her beyond belief.
"Make sure you come back and visit." Goku said cheerfully pushing himself back on his swing.
"Yeah...I'm sorry goku, I don't want to leave you behind." She said, sat still on a swing next to his.
"Hey, why are you apologizing? it's not your fault, and as I said, we'll just keep visiting each other."
"Yes but...it's not the same, we won't get to go to school together anymore and-"
"Listen ChiChi I'll be fine, I'm not a little kid anymore, I know it's me you're worried about." Goku said jumping off his swing to stand in front of her. "And you need to think of what you want to do too, that...nol..voal..."
"Novelist."
"That's it! you gotta make it through to become one so I can read your book." He winked and shot her one of those goofy smiles that she found adorable. He was right, she has to think about what she wants and the school that she's going to attend is one of the best for literature and language studies.
I guess what's holding me down so much is that...
"I'm gonna miss you Goku." She said, tears welling up in her eyes.
"It's fine!" he immediately shot up "One day when we're old enough we can live together in one house like we do with our families and we'll have lots of fun!" he said excitedly "We can cook together and spar together."
ChiChi watched him coming up with a list of things they could do together when they grow up and one thing came to her mind that he hasn't said yet.
"We could get married." she said barely above a whisper. Goku's face beamed with excitement, he didn't fully understand the meaning of marriage but decided that if it involved having ChiChi around he could do it.
"Yeah! We can do anything you want Chi." He smiled at her as she smiled back. It was a sad smile because Goku was known for his silly mind, so the reality of getting married was very unlikely.
"ChiChi! it's time to go!" A large tall man shouted across the park and ChiChi inhaled a deep breath in.
"See you some time in the future Goku."
"Sure! Take care ChiChi." He waved at her as she hopped into the car.
It was the last time they saw each other for a very long time. Goku was busy with his new training programs and trying to desperately graduate school even if only on a passing grade. ChiChi was similar, the new Advanced Literature classes were very demanding and she spent most of her free time writing little story drabbles or fan fiction to polish her writing skills. Time has passed and the two got so absorbed into their daily lives that the little promise of living together went long forgotten.
That is until the day they accidentally met again in a very, very unexpected way.
~ 12 years later
"Dad I told you it was the right turn on that junction."
"Hmm, I guess we'll have to turn around."
"No, honestly I don't have time for this I'm just gonna get out here and run. Parking the car will take too long and I'm almost late."
"Ok Sweetheart, remember what your tutor told you, deep breaths and stay focused on your goal, Don't look at the other competitors, focus on what you are capable of and bring it out-"
The big man stopped his motivational speech as his 18-year-old daughter was already out of the car and running towards her future.
"Good luck, my baby girl." He sighed and started to maneuver out of the alleyway.
ChiChi was running down the street gripping onto her paperwork as if that would save her ass from being late.
Oh man, If I'm late for this then I swear I will-oof
"Hey watch where you're going!" She suddenly yelled as she bumped into a rather tall person's chest. The slight pain in her nose from the impact went unnoticed as she began running again.
"Oh sorry are you alright?" the guy with a hood and sunglasses asked, but she was already off to her destination.
Deja vu
The guy stood frozen in his spot, one might think he started to plant his roots into the pavement from the concentration vibes that were coming off him.
"Hey...Hello? Earth to Goku!" A shorter man waved a hand in front of Goku's face who was still staring at the direction in which the angry girl ran off in.
"Hm? Sorry, Krillin I thought I saw someone."
"It's cool Goku you can tell me if you see a hot gal, I'd appreciate it too you know." Krillin smirked nudging his best friend. Goku started babbling some incoherent stuff before they hit the side roads to prevent anyone seeing them, attention was the last thing they wanted.
ChiChi stopped in her tracks after seeing the gigantic crowd that was forming in front of the large complex building that seemed to be her destination. Big Letters saying 'Bensho Entertainment' were attached to the building wall above the main entrance. It was the hardest entertainment company to get into and ChiChi was fortunate enough to be chatty enough at the age of 12 to make a good impression on the judges. The company is good in the fact that it has several training camps so ChiChi attended the one nearest to her hometown along with other girls and boys from her school and neighborhood.
She particularly made a bond with a blonde girl that was a year older than her, they worked together most of the time. By the end of their trainee days, which lasted six years, their camps manager gave them an opportunity to record a practice dance music video that wasn't a debut video, however, it served as preparation for the real thing if they were going to be placed in a girl group. At first, she treated the trainee life as stress relief from her studies, but after about 2 years of consistently attending the training sessions, her trainee life became something more to her than she first intended it to be.
Today she was meant to meet her new manager and switch to the main training camp after signing her contract for the next 5 years of idol slavery. She had grown so fond of singing and playing piano that she decided to try and make a career out of it. If it comes to worst she'll have to go to university and become an English teacher, because as she found out in high school, becoming a novelist isn't all that easy-peasy.
"Show me your appointment details." One of the guards at the front door spoke up. ChiChi didn't even realize when she moved forward and quickly handed the paperwork to the man. After a quick glance, he opened the main doors so she can come through to the reception area. At least she didn't have to queue up like the rest of the idol wannabe's. She was already a VIP trainee.
"Hey Chi, what took you so long?" Asked a tall blonde girl with pale blue eyes.
"Hey eighteen, my dad messed up again, am I late?" She asked, panic rising in her voice.
"Miss Lazuli?" A short old man interrupted a few steps away. He had a turtle shell on his back and sunglasses. God knows why the shell was there.
"Please call me eighteen sir." She bowed respectively, ChiChi mimicked her friend's action, just because this man was a lot older than her.
"Ahh yes yes I recall someone telling me that, I think it might have been your brother." The man laughed "Quite a story that was, eighteen minutes of not breathing right after birth is quite the time, but please call me Master Roshi, and you must be..."
"ChiChi sir, I'm not exactly sure of where to go from here." She said calmly, a complete opposite of what her dis-shelved hair and unsteady breathing was showing.
"Aha, you truly are an exquisite lady." The man giggled and blushed coming up to the young girl, checking her figure out.
ChiChi crossed her arms trying hard to control her temper.
"Follow me, girls." Roshi cleared his throat before ascending upstairs into a medium sized dance studio. By the mirrors were four other girls going by names of Bulma, Tights, Launch, and Mai. the girls greeted each other and decided to have a few minutes of icebreakers and get-to-know-each-other games.
Thirty minutes later all six of them were talking like they knew each other for years. ChiChi was able to relax and let go of her anxiety, maybe this wasn't going to be all that bad. The short elder walked into the room along with a mystery woman and two men.
A namekian? That's strange...
"Alright, girlies these are the main managers responsible for the company's most successful bands up to date." Roshi spoke up.
"Hello, I'm Cynthia and I will be overseeing your training for the next 6 months before your scheduled debut. If by all means, you are not going to meet our expectations within this time, you will be given an extra year. At that point, if you still don't hit the criteria, I'm afraid we're going to have to say our farewells." The short woman with a hazel afro piped in. Roshi just nodded deep in thought as all six girls' mouths dropped open. Nobody ever said they were going to debut.
"But of course you have been selected and hand-picked from three hundred other girls to be in these arrangements. Our number one goal is to hit the number one spot on the debut stage." Roshi said cheerfully. ChiChi felt her blood drain from her face as the heavy burdens started to be placed on their shoulders.
"I have very little to do with you as I'm the male competition manager but of course, if in doubt, ask me anything you must. The names Nappa." Said a large muscly man in a suit. The girls bowed respectively and answered all questions being asked by Cynthia and Roshi. ChiChi took a moment to think of several reasons why this green guy, clearly not from earth, was leaning against the wall listening in to everything that was being said. She looked away when their eyes locked for a second.
"Your training will start tomorrow and the contract you signed will mean nothing if I decide that you're not good enough. I could decide that on the first day of schedules or the day before debut, your willpower and the desire to become idols is the key part here. Don't get me wrong, you are here to fulfill your dreams of becoming whatever you desired, but we, on the other hand, are here to make business." Roshi said in a more serious tone. "This one over here." He motioned towards The green guy "Is going to oversee your dance training for the next six months and Cynthia will oversee your etiquette classes and schedules, in other words, she is your assigned manager, if you have any concerns, she should be the first one you console with." Roshi added, scanning the pale faces of shocked and overwhelmed females. "I bid you good luck and ask that you don't fail us." The elder said turning away to make his exit together with Nappa.
"We have been discussing your group name and from this day on you shall be known as 'Nymph' The logo and colour scheme for the title will be all decided in a few months time when it's close to your stage performance, but for any necessary interviews or radio talks you are to introduce yourselves as that." Cynthia said cheerfully at her announcement. the members looked at each other in confusion as to why they've been given such a simplistic name, they could have been called something more powerful or exciting, but Nymph?
"You are to move into your dormitory today and start your debut training tomorrow." Cynthia said her last words before she left the room.
"Um...does that mean we are free to use the dance studios at any time we want?" A tall cute girl with navy hair asked the remaining member of the committee.
"Yes as well as the music studio." The namekian simply replied.
"Excuse us but what should we call you?"
"Picollo...I've got a demo of your song being sung by some other trainee so I've already started to put a routine together for you. I guess my advice to you would get some rest...by the way, there's a music video being recorded in the old town square today, you may wanna go see my standards of dance." He said with a smirk and left the room leaving six speechless girls behind.
"Alrighty! I guess there's not much for us to do today then." Bulma said cheerfully and the new members of Nymph decided to make a priority list of: the band, 2: moving their things into the flat and 3: getting food.
"Alright, boys! I want to get this right in the first take!" A short snappy producer yelled across the road. He was wearing a fedora, sunglasses and a suit which made him look more like a gangster than a producer, next to him was Nappa with a bunch of paperwork in his hands. At the other end were standing seven muscular yet handsome men in punk-like clothing, well, they all had different outfit but nonetheless, all looked like the stereotypical bad boy gang you see in teenage magazines.
Just as the six of our girls arrived and were sent to spectate from a balcony on one of the old buildings surrounding the setting, the mystery boy band was about to start filming their first part of the dance. ChiChi was excited to see a real MV setting. She glanced over all of the members and she decided along with the rest of her group that they are pretty damn hot. Lucky them to be in the same company.
One guy in particular, in a red and black striped sweater who was smiling brightly at his companions caught ChiChi's attention.
It can't be...
"That one." eighteen pointed to the guy with sleek black hair "Is my twin brother."
"Oh my gosh that's great! It means we can meet them without awkward fangirly vibes." Tights exclaimed excitedly and they all shared a laugh.
"The one with pointy hair is a right bitch though, a real bad boy if you ask me." Mai said with a smirk.
"How do you know?" Bulma asked curiously.
"He went to high school with me, God knows where he came from, but he had a tail back then."
Bulma was staring at the man with a black leather jacket and leather pants along with black combat boots, he wasn't as chatty as the other members, then again maybe he's trying to focus on the task at hand, but either way...there was something different about him. The man looked up to meet bright blue eyes for a second before walking off the setting for a moment.
Was he smirking?
"He's right guys, we have to get this on the first try, otherwise our lunch is gonna be postponed again." Goku said, mentally preparing for what's about to happen.
"You and your stomach brain Goku I bet you will mess up first." Picollo piped in just before he ran to the side out of the camera view "If you want food then shut up and do this right!" He yelled from the sidelines, the girls giggled quietly above picollo.
"Alright, boys! With energy!" Nappa yelled to the gang and they all took deep breaths, getting into positions. The music started playing just as Picollo threw a basketball straight into the net.
The camera turned to a tall man with a ponytail that started rapping.
Raditz - Main Rapper.
Two more guys jumped into the view.
Krillen: Lead Dancer, Rapper.
Goku: Main vocal, dancer also the youngest member known as Maknae
Two more followed.
Tien: Vocal, dancer
Yamcha: Lead Vocal, main dancer.
And finally, the last two made their way into the spotlight.
Jay: Vocal, face of the group
Vegeta: Lead Rapper, Leader.
They start acting and lip syncing which is flawless. All of the side alleys were fenced off and you could see fangirls behind the metal restrictions. Their movements were synchronized, perfection, as if they were mechanically coordinated robots.
"They've got high body awareness alright, honestly I don't think I could dance like that and keep smiling to the camera let alone sing along with it!" Launch whined watching the gang with wide eyes. ChiChi was too focused on panicking about seeing Goku though. He looked so different now. Of all the places they could meet, it has to be the entertainment company in which they're both gonna be top notch celebrities...by estimation at least.
ChiChi couldn't watch her childhood best friend and crush swoon over a girl in the MV making so she decided to take her leave, she saw the dance level, she saw the strictness of the recording procedures and now she wanted to get that image out of her mind. She stormed off out of the building and straight out onto the street.
Right. I'm gonna get my shit, then gonna go and buy lots of food.
"Hey what's wrong?" Bulma ran after her with worry evident in her voice.
"Nothing...I guess the stress is getting to me."
"Don't worry, I know they're good, but they're not our official competition-"
"I know, I'm just.."ChiChi raised her voice but quickly controlled herself and sighed. "I'm gonna get food." She said smiling at Bluma.
"Girl. No kind of shopping is fun on your own! I'll come with you." Bulma said cheerfully which made ChiChi melt a bit towards the girl, she surely had a lot of confidence, Leader's confidence if anything.
"Thanks." They both walked away towards the shops and spent a good hour chatting about their life so far. ChiChi also explained to her the reason behind leaving the setting in such an abrupt manner, Bulma was shocked at first but quickly accepted the information and promised to help ChiChi through setting things right with Goku. Not that anything was wrong, except the awkwardness between them if they were to talk again.
Later on, they were given a key to their new flat in which they had three rooms, a bathroom, kitchen and a reasonably big living room. ChiChi ended up sharing a room with Bulma, eighteen shared with Tights, and Launch shared with Mai. After dinner, they decided to go back to the training center and get their cell phones which were taken for installation of a control system to prevent the members from entering any social media. This was a typical routine for any entertainment company, better to be safe than sorry as Roshi said, they don't want any scandals because of a post or a picture so until a group has debuted, they're not allowed get access to anything, but text messages and calls. When they entered the training center they saw something...exciting.
"Hey, Jay good work out there today." Eighteen cheered at her brother who was currently messing around with Krillin and Yamcha.
"Juu what the fuck you watched us? Don't tell me you'll run away now." He laughed, clearly in a good mood.
"Well..." She glanced at ChiChi who seemed to be in shock "Some of us might, anyway we have to go..." She was now worried for her friend who was having a staring contest with a guy leaning against the tall reception desk with wild spiky hair.
"Let's go Chi." Bulma nudged the raven haired girl out of the shock state and ChiChi pulled herself together at once and walked past Goku to the end of the reception desk asking for Nymph's cell phones and flat keys. The lovely receptionist acted quickly and ChiChi was out of the hall without looking back at Goku even once.
The other girls excused themselves politely and followed their raging member.
"O...Kay" Krillin said and all of the present band members slowly looked at Goku who was speechless.
"You really have some sneaky shit going on under your belt when it comes to women." Krillen grumbled under his breath.
"You're joking, we've not had any private contact with girls for the past 2 years." Tien smirked at Krillin's statement. "I would know, I goddamn live with you all."
"Exactly..." Krillen gasped "Don't tell me you hooked up with a fangirl and now she ended up as a trainee?" He suddenly exclaimed which made their leader look up from his phone expecting a quick answer.
"Krillen, she'd be anything but a fangirl ...I know the rules, I signed them myself." Goku said looking down "I'm hungry can we go?" He looked at Vegeta who silently growled and scrambled up to his feet.
"That's a yes." Goku cheered thinking about the feast they're gonna have as a reward for today's hard work.