{Prologue}

-About how I Vegeta, A God of Destruction Candidate became a physical defense instructor at a magical academy-

"So let me get this straight. You want me to teach self-defense to some brats that will never utilize what I teach them?" Vegeta asked with a raised right eyebrow and an incredulous look on his face as if the person he was talking to was insane. His arms were crossed across the front of his chest as he blocked a punch with some effort. He was sent skidding back across the blue grass beneath him, tearing up the grass sending dirt flying into the air as he attempted to stop his movement.

The person who had punched him was Whis, who had taken up the day's training as Beerus was sleeping.

"Yes, that would be correct. Although you would have to hold back on killing innocents and destroying the planet in a rage. Lord Zeno has taken quite the liking to it" Whis said with a smirk, knowing how much Vegeta feared Zeno. If Vegeta feared Beerus like a small dog feared his abusive master, he feared Zeno like he feared the universe being erased.

"Lord Zeno? Are you serious right now?" Vegeta asked with amazement as he eventually stopped his backward trajectory, now charging forwards towards the angel, blasting Chi Blasts at Whis to limit the Angel's vision. Flying as fast as he could around Whis, Vegeta formed a Hakai ball the size of a ripe watermelon and fired it at the angel point-blank from behind him.

Of course, he knew it would never connect, which was proven true as the Angel dodged the ball and blasted it away with a Kaiai where it flew off into the sky and dissipated.

"Oh yes. Lord Zeno has been watching this planet for many years. My father has told me how the lord would spend many days on end watching the magicians on the planet" Whis teased the excitable Saiyan prince as he swung his staff like a cudgel as to which Vegeta flew back, pulling away from the Angel. There were very few things that got under the Saiyan's skin quite like the king of everything.

"But why me? I'm a God of Destruction candidate, not some tutor for brats. Besides, I don't know the first thing about magic" Vegeta scowled as the memories of Babidi returned, causing him to act rashly and fly towards Whis and throw an overextended jab.

"Concentrate Vegeta. I'm sending you there because you need to stop being so tense all the time. You need to learn to loosen up and relax, or else you'll screw up like THIS" Whis responded, grabbing Vegeta's arm and spinning him around like a top before throwing him into the air and following up with a barrage of Chi blasts that exploded on the Saiyan.

Falling down to the ground, Vegeta could barely move. Those blasts were incredibly painful. Thus again he was reminded why Whis was considered one of the strongest beings in the multiverse.

Lying face up on the ground, his body strained and heavily damaged Vegeta coughed up some blood that splattered across his blue skintight bodysuit. Shutting his eyes and trying to roll over and push himself up, he growled as he felt a boot press down of his chest.

"As I said, you're too tight. Our training for today is over. I need to speak with you about your new job" Whis said, releasing the pressure his foot had put on Vegeta's chest before getting off of him.

However, Vegeta was in no shape to get up so he pointed his staff at him and blue energy shot out of it and coated Vegeta. Within seconds, his entire body was healed and his exhaustion gone.

Getting up and following Whis who had conjured up a metal platform with a table and chairs for the two, Vegeta asked him a question.

"Do I have a choice in this? I really don't like dealing with any kids other than my own, and you still haven't told me why it was specifically me that was chosen other than me being too tense" Vegeta asked as he sat down across from Whis.

"Believe it or not, When Lord Beerus first got his job, he had to teach self-defense for a school too. It's one of the requirements. You should know by now that Being a God of destruction is not just about destroying willy nilly. You need restraint and clear judgment. One of the things that you require is a healthy amount of restraint, even to things you would find irritating" Whis said with a small smirk. He knew Vegeta had a foul temper when it came to his flaws.

Not taking the bait, Vegeta pinched the bridge of his nose then sighed.

"Alright Whis, since I need this for my God of Destruction training, give me the information I need as to not look like an idiot there. Also who not to piss off, so Lord Zeno doesn't erase me" Vegeta forced out. It was one thing training Trunks. He was his son and the progeny of him and his hot wife Bulma. He could put up with Gohan and Goten was always so polite with him.

However he had standards damnit, and some nobody magician brats in some backwater planet didn't deserve even a second of his time. Swallowing his indignation he looked at Whis who seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself like the smug bastard he was. Nothing seemed to affect him and he always had some plan concocted. It honestly infuriated Vegeta with how smug and dismissive he was of him, especially when he was stronger, faster, and smarter than himself.

"Hohoho. Lord Zeno doesn't like any one wizard, witch, or Sorceror in particular. However, destroying a country or any magical school is a big no-no" Whis chuckled while wagging his pointer finger at Vegeta in a 'No' fashion.

"What you are required to do is become the Self Defence teacher at the highly Prestigious Alzano Empire Magic Academy. It's a very good position with very nice benefits. In fact, I had a false I identity created for you, with the Name Vegeta of course. You are a prince from a long-lost bloodline and own a sizeable manor and a large portion of land near the school. I also went through the trouble of installing a pocket dimension similar to the one in my staff where you can set the gravity and inside creations to whatever you want. It's sealed and will only respond to your thoughts, so nobody besides an angel or Lord Beerus would be able to enter and find you. Don't worry about food, drink, and money. You will have plenty of that. After all, I can't have you being uncomfortable" Whis ended with a satisfied smile, knowing that he had done well for Vegeta's sake.

"I see. What about the nations and technology of the world? Is it like Earth?" Vegeta asked, curious as to what type of world he was going to.

Whis put his hand to his chin, resting his elbow on the table in thought.

"I'd suppose it's like a really rural village in terms of modern technology. However, with magic and technology, things like toilets, electricity, and showers are common for people wealthy enough to own their own houses. As for nations, there are Empires and a few nation-states. As for sides, there is no good and bad from my perspective. It's up to you to chose what sides you want to join, if any. I will support you either way as long as you do your job and keep the students safe" Whis said plainly, things like good and bad on that planet were meaningless. As an angel, he was rather detached from conventional Earth morality. Vegeta wasn't exactly a champion of justice like Gohan was either.

"So what about this magic? Putting aside how countries are run, I don't know a thing about magic" Vegeta said, looking pointedly to Whis.

"That's where I come in. I will teach you the basics of magic from that planet so you won't be blind to what you're doing. Not that you'd need it in terms of power, but you would need to be somewhat competent in magic to be accepted as a faculty member. Naturally, being who I am I could just manipulate reality and have everyone believe you are who you say you are, but I'd rather have them accept you on your merit. Besides, with your control of Chi, you should be able to master it easily if I train you in a pocket dimension" Whis said, a self-satisfied smirk on his face.

"Alright, so let's get started. There's no point in wasting time" Vegeta said, getting up from the table.

"Wonderful" Whis said, waving the table and chairs away into nothingness. Then, he raised his right arm that held his staff and a white light flashed out of it, temporarily blinding Vegeta. When he opened his eyes, he was in a schoolroom with one large teacher's desk at the head of the room with a blackboard behind it and a wooden table with a chair for him to sit in. On it were various textbooks and magical tools, scrolls, and wands.

"You can't be serious" Vegeta deadpanned as he looked down at his clothes. He was no longer in his staple blue battlesuit. Instead, he was in a schoolboy outfit with a brown Jacket with a badge on the left breast with a picture of Whis's face. He wore a white dress shirt, blue tie, and brown slacks. On his feet were brown dress shoes.

"Welcome to master Whis's school of magic, Take a seat. One month in this dimension is equal to one minute on earth, so feel free to study hard" Whis said with a grin. He would enjoy breaking Vegeta's rough exterior with his magic lessons.

"I hate you. I really do" Vegeta growled at Whis as he walked over to the desk.

"I know" Whis returned with a smirk. This was going to be so fun.

-One Month in-

Vegeta had made very little progress in magic, having spent most of his time trying to destroy the room and everything inside it whenever he failed at a spell. Many times a lesson devolved into Vegeta shouting at Whis, who would then retort with a witty quip, causing Vegeta to get rather angry. However, in the last few days, Vegeta seemed to have recognized the futility of his resistance and acquiesced to his role somewhat.

He still argued with his and called him as many names under the sun, however, he would actually study.

-Three months in-

Vegeta had gotten a firm grasp on the basic concept of magic and began to harness the energies. Having used Chi and God Chi most of his life he would sometimes drow from that by reflex and Whis would reprimand him, causing a fight, but he would eventually calm enough.

-One year in-

Vegeta's progress was astounding, however, his resilience in other areas began to fade. He sincerely missed his wife and wished to have sex with her like he usually would. It was a miracle that he lasted this long. However, Whis told him he was close to finishing his work and it would only be a few more months.

-One year and four months in-

Vegeta had a strong grasp on magic and could utilize it with no chant at all, however, Whis told him he would not be allowed to teach chantless magic at the school as it would break the natural balance of the world as just him being there was enough to alter the world in more ways than one.

-Final day-

Vegeta had done what he would have called impossible before actually doing it. He had mastered magic to an extent even great sages could not believe. He also had gone over the world with Whis thoroughly. He was ready for his job. However, he would go see his wife and give her his patented Vegeta style dick down

Planet Earth

Universe Seven

Vegeta had returned to Capsule corp with one thing on his mind. Bulma. He would have his way with her if it was the last thing he ever did. Bursting through the doors and not even giving them a chance to open, he found his wife working at a desk in her lab. Walking behind her he held her from behind, his arms wrapping around her waist.

"Guess who's back" He whispered into her ear.

Needless to say, Vegeta and Bulma's bedroom was very loud all that day and night.

The next morning, Vegeta told her he was going away for his new job training. It took a long heated discussion with his wife to convince her that he had to go. She initially didn't believe him, but thankfully, Whis arrived to assure her that Vegeta was very much going to a new planet to train at a school. Bulma eventually allowed him to go but on the condition that they could communicate through a laptop every day.

Finding his son Trunks in the training gym he owned practicing well-placed kicks and strikes on combat dummies, Vegeta walked over and greeted him.

"Hey son. I'm going to be going for a while to another planet to do some work. Hold down the house while I'm gone. And do what mom says no matter what. If you do this... Ill take you to the amusement park" Vegeta said, the last part practically forced out of his mouth like rotten food, but Trunks didn't care. As soon as he heard the amusement park he cheered and yelled out his thanks.

"You got it dad, I'll do anything mom says. You're the best!" He practically chirped out in excitement.

"If I wasn't the best I wouldn't be me" Vegeta chuckled before ruffling Trunks' hair and turning around to go. However, Vegeta stopped in the doorway.

"Make sure you give Kakarot's brat a good pounding," He said with a smile before walking away. Walking through the colossal building, he eventually came to the room he was looking for.

Bulla's room.

The young girl was still quite young, but he sincerely cared for her ever since she was born. Picking her up gently, he looked into her eyes and with a care he rarely showed for anyone he tenderly smiled.

"You sit tight okay. I'll be gone for a while, but if I sense anything bad happening, I'll turn whatever dared to lay a hand on my sweet daughter into cosmic dust. So you just relax and have fun" He said with a smile that spelled death for anyone or anything that would dare touch a hair on her head.

Hehehehehehe she laughed and with a big smile she said "Okay dada".

Putting her back down he turned away.

"Goodbye" He said as he left the room.

Walking out of the destroyed front doors to Capsule Corp, Vegeta looked up in the sky and telepathically called across the universe to Whis.

"I'm ready to go now Whis. Come on and pick me up" he said to his with a mind link.

Seconds later he was covered in a rainbow shimmering energy and with a zapping sound, he disappeared from the earth entirely.

Vegeta opened his eyes. It was quite bright under the shining sun in the cloudless sky. Snow blanketed the ground like a fine sugar powder, reflecting the sun's glare up at anything that looked upon it. He was in a rather large courtyard. Redbrick paths were being shoveled by maids with frilly bonnets and black maid outfits along with groundskeepers doing the same. The now was quite fresh and rose a few inches above the ground. It seemed it had recently snowed as the large stone walls a few hundred feet ahead of him had a small coating of snow on the top of them. Past them, the tops of various snow-covered trees could be seen and a metal gate with the image of the staff Whis used was welded into it.

He was alone on one of the already shoveled paths. Looking down at his outfit, he wore a very well-fit suit. It was a dark blue jacket, dark blue tie, white shirt, equally dark blue slacks, and a set of black dress shoes.

"Your Royal Highness, Prince Vegeta! There you are. Come inside, I beg of you" Came the soft and adoring voice of a young woman behind him.

Turning to see who addressed him, Vegeta was greeted by a beautiful young woman.

Her skin was white as the fresh snow around them and her long hair fell down her back white and shining like long strands of a diamond. Her round blue eyes like sapphires full of adoration and awe at seeing her Highness. She wore a white frilled maid outfit with white snow boots.

"What do you want, Woman?" Vegeta looked at her with a questioning look.

Immediately realizing how out of line she was, she got down on her knees and prostrated herself before him.

"This servant apologizes for being so presumptuous. Please punish this one as you see fit" She said, tears in her eyes. Genuinely mortified at her own actions. She had been overwhelmed by seeing her master and her prince return that she had forgotten her status.

Seeing the servant like this gave Vegeta a smile he handn't worn for a long time. He had gotten so used to earth that he had largely forgotten what it meant to be royalty, but now, here, he was a prince among pitiful mortals.

He would oh so very much enjoy this.

And cut.

I hope you liked the short prologue.

This is starting a while before season one of the anime, so Vegeta will have some interesting adventures on his own. I hope you stick around and leave reviews as to how you feel about this.

Till next time.