Gotta Sing!

Beaner-Bop

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A/N: I'm back! This is something to get me out of the little hole of depression I have started to build myself, as some of you starting to see in my fics, they're all taking a turn for the worse. Hopefully I can find my 'creativityfunnyDBZ' section in my brain. Cross your fingers! Lol.

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Disclaimer: Me no own zip.

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Chapter One: Singin' in the Shower

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Gohan got out of bed early for some reason that he couldn't recall. In the back of his head he knew that there was a reason that he got out of bed early, but what WAS it? He groaned when he felt a light headache coming on and decided that taking a shower might take it down a bit. He pushed the covers off of him and headed for the bathroom, trying to remember why he woke up so early.

It couldn't be school…No matter how hard I will myself to wake up early for it, I can't do it… and it sure as hell wouldn't be THIS early…

Thoughts like that went to and from his head over and over again. He shook his head though and climbed into the shower after he stripped off his clothes. He sighed as he felt the water on him. He smirked lightly and started to sing lightly, not wanting to wake anyone in the house up.

After a while though, he didn't seem to be able to hear himself, even with his sensitive ears, over the water, so he sung louder and so forth…

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Outside was standing a trol- I mean prince of the Saiya-jins. He growled as his ears picked up the sound of singing.

And not just anyone was singing. It was the brat that was supposed to meet him half an hour ago for a training session.

He skipped a training session to SING?! The prince thought. He growled under his breath but knew that if he demanded the brat to come train now, the baka mother of his would make the brat get to school so he could be on time for once…

Vegeta thought about how he knew this for a second before dismissing it as 'Those damn phone calls' that his mate always makes.

He growled under his breath and jumped into to the air, angry that he didn't get to train with the brat and hoping that luck just might be on his side so he can get proper revenge later on.

Little did he know…

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Gohan went to school like any other day but felt that something terribly wrong was going to happen. He couldn't place the feeling anywhere and didn't know why he had it in the first place, I mean, come on! He made it on time to school, what the heck could go wrong now?!

Meanwhile…

Vegeta re-counted to individuals in the room at the moment. Bulma was showing off a new invention to a committee in Capsule Corp. and guess who got to be the bodyguard.

Vegeta snorted. '1029, 1030, 1031…2546, 2547…' etc. It was pretty boring for him. He looked at Bulma and told her quietly that he was leaving and she just shrugged at him and went on to tell more about the 'whatchamacallit'.

He let out a sigh of relief when he was able to get away from all of the 'brainless idiots'.

He looked around, for anybody suspicious who might actually try to kill Bulma before heading out of the house. The Gravity room was broken and the oldest brat was at school. His brat was at the 'screaming banshee's' house at the moment so he had nothing to do…

He started to walk around West Capitol City and didn't find anything very exciting about the parts that he was in. He decided he might as well go to the bad side of town. That way, he can beat up a couple of guys and not get in trouble for it.

In the middle of the two sides were mainly clubs that both parties were able to get into. They were scattered everywhere so that they weren't so close to the other clubs. Vegeta looked at them warily, passing by but he started to slow down to watch the antics of a panicking human.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO MAKE IT?!?! WE DON'T HAVE A FREAKING BACK-UP FOR YOU! WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO IF WE DON'T HAVE SOMEONE TO BE HERE YOU IDIOTS?!" Vegeta watched laughing at the man who was currently trying to pull his hair out, talking into his cell at the same time.

"YOU IDIOTS!!! YOU HAD BETTER FIND A SINGING REPLACEMENT OR I'M GOING TO FREAKING KILL YOU! YOU HEAR ME?! FREAKING KILL YOU, YOU FU-" Vegeta smirked and started to walk away, getting a little bored when a little light bulb went off in his head.

If the brat needs time to sing…I'll give him time to sing. Vegeta smirked and started to head back to the man who was still trying to pull his hair out and cussing into the phone.

It took a while for the man to realize that Vegeta was there, considering the fact that his eyes were shut.

Vegeta hit him lightly on the shoulder and the mans eyes popped open. He opened his eyes to see who dare 'punch' him when his eyes fell onto the prince. He sneered at him.

"Get lost troll!" He said, than returning to his 'phone call'. Vegeta had to use all his strength from sending the man into the next dimension where he belongs. He sucked on his teeth lightly and opened his eyes again.

"I thought you said you needed an act, but…if you want me to get lost…" The man watched Vegeta closely and squinted at him.

"If its you, get lost. We need someone who sings, not a freak show!" Vegeta sucked on his teeth a little harder, hoping at the same time that they wouldn't fall out all of a sudden in his mouth. He opened his eyes again.

"It's not me. It's a boy-"

"Age?"

"Seventeen."

"What's he do?"
"Sing."
"Sing what?" Vegeta had to think fast about that one but smirked at him.

"Whatever I give'm." The man hung up with the guys on the phone and thrust his hand out to the smaller man in front of him.

"You sir. We have a deal. I'm supposing you're the boy's manager." Vegeta thought about that for a moment than nodded.

"Yes." The other man nodded at him.

"I sir, am Mr. Yiolta. I'm the owner of this club, newest one here. But you can call me Howard." Vegeta looked at it for a second, remembering all the other clubs around town and thought that indeed it did look newer than any of the others.

AinMount was scrawled across the top of the building. Vegeta looked back at the man quickly.

"I'm Ouji, and that better be what you call me." The man gulped silently and nodded.

"O-Okay sir. I-I'll be waiting for you and the boy…eh…what's this boy's uh…name?" Vegeta thought about that for a second and smirked at the man.

"Hybrid Alien." The man rose an eyebrow.

"A name like that will really want to get the teenage crowd in here. He better be good. A pleasure to work with you and this boy Mr. Ouji. Make sure that he's here at exactly… Eight o'clock. We'll have equipment here if you don't really feel like hauling any of yours!" Vegeta nodded his thanks to the man. And left without a good bye. He said 'Thanks' and helped someone out, wasn't that good enough?

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Gohan was sitting by Erasa, quickly copying his notes off a blackboard, making sure that he got everything off of them alright.

What happened next, absolutely nobody would have expected.

"Will uh…Mr. Gohan Son PLEASE come to the office…There's a guy in here and he's gonna k-AGH!" Came off the intercom along with…

"Give me the damn phone you baka human! Can't you do ANYTHING right?!" Gohan groaned, knowing all eyes in the class were on him.

"BRAT! Get your ass up here!" The teacher looked appalled at that and Videl seemed ready to go ahead of him because this man 'sounded dangerous'. Gohan snorted lightly at that.

He IS dangerous too…

His teacher stopped him before he could go out the door.

"Son Gohan! What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She asked. Gohan just gave her a Son grin.

"Vegeta's up there and it seems he wants to talk to me. I think it's a better idea if you let me go alone. I'm known Vegeta since I was Six, Seven years old. You haven't. And trust me, you want me to go see Vegeta, before Vegeta comes and tries to find me." The woman nodded and watched Gohan run out the door, heading for the principals office where Vegeta waited.

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A/N: Good so far? Sorry…I'm no good at first chapters…