Chapter 23
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It was on all of the announcements that many television stations and famous musicians were coming to the school to see the band perform the hardest piece created. It was a wonder to them that a High School student was going to try and master the piece and live to tell about it.
Sakura was behind the curtain of the stage putting the drums in place and was helping to set up the chairs. It was a set up she had created with the help of the drum major so she could easily get up from her place and play her solo.
Trunks walked up behind Sakura wearing a demon mask he had found on the stage and placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped a bit when she felt the person grab her shoulder but as she turned around and saw the mask; she screamed bloody murder.
"OW! Why do you have to be so loud?!" Trunks exclaimed as her covered his ears. Sakura blinked before glaring and ripping the mask off of the person's face.
"TRUNKS! Why the HELL are you scaring me?! Trying to give me a heart attack?!" she exclaimed as her face became red from anger.
"No," he said rubbing his ringing ears, "I wanted to wish you good luck."
She paused raising an eyebrow. "Are you trying to suck up to me?"
"Uh, no." She made an 'oh' motion with her mouth before turning back to the setting.
"Are you nervous?" he asked her as he walked up to her.
"Nervous? Me? You've got to be joking!" she lied keeping her eyes away from him.
"For one, I would be. There are so many parents, musicians, TV stations, and students waiting for this show to start," the prince said in a matter- of-fact tone.
"Great, that made me feel a whole lot better..." she muttered putting music on her stand, "You might want to go back and get a seat. We'll be starting in two minutes."
Trunks looked at his watch gasping, "You're right! Best of luck out there!" he exclaimed running off the stage.
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Trunks ran to his seat, which Raditz had been saving for him. Front row! (An: I have a thing for getting front row seating ^-^!) He sat down and looked threw the program.
"She's nervous," Trunks stated as Raditz turned to the young prince. The warrior nodded as if the news was expected.
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Bulma was so excited to hear that she was going to be a mommy again; she kept on talking about it and couldn't stop hugging and kissing her husband. "Oh this is so wonderful!" Bulma's eyes continued to sparkle as she clung to her husband's arm. In the mean time, Vegeta was sitting there with a VERY large sweat drop falling from the back of his head.
"Woman! Stop clinging on to me! It's embarrassing," he muttered as he tried to become free of the woman's grasp. She wouldn't let go.
"Oh Vegeta! I love you so much!" she quickly stood up, "Oh I would be so happy if I'm having a little girl!" she started to giggle like a little schoolgirl. Vegeta sighed. She had been like this all day; this was going to be a LONG eight months for our saiyan prince.
"Vegeta!" exclaimed Goku as he rushed into view of the couple. Vegeta rolled his eyes as he listened to his fellow saiyan ramble on, "They're showing Trunks' and Goten's school on television! It seems that one of their students is attempting to play the hardest solo ever created! Isn't that cool?" he asked in a naïve manner.
"Joy," the prince replied sarcastically. Goku had turned the TV on changing it to the station, which the footage was on; they all watched attentively.
Bulma gasped, "Isn't that Sakura? She's the one doing the solo?! Bless her heart!"
Both men looked at her. She sighed as if something tragic would happen; they both had a sweat drop fall from the back of their heads. They watched as the performance continued.
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Sakura waited patiently as her solo was creeping up on her. Seconds seemed like hours to her as she counted mentally in her head and tried to keep her cool. 'Okay, I can do this... Just think of being back at the band hall... it's just like class but with a lot more people... so many staring eyes, and strangers... Oh whom am I kidding?! I can't do this!!!! But then again it's only 12 bars... Psh, yeah, and half of the bars are filled with 32nd notes... And it's in cut time... (AN: I don't know if 32nd notes exist. It's kind of a way to explain how fast this piece is. oO) Great... two measures... Okay, breathe...' Sakura took in a LARGE gulp of air as she stared on her solo, she was lucky she had it memorized or she would have for sure messed up. Everyone was silent as all they heard Sakura play, no background music. Just her. She played a bit slow for the introduction and it got faster. Everyone watched as she played at incredible speed, it sounded like she was in fast-forward as the seconds went by.
Trunks, his grandfather, Goten and his saiyan relatives, and Nappa sat there shocked; they watched as she continued to play her music with ease and playing it at super speeds and in perfect rhythm. Not in a million years had they thought a saiyan could have THIS type of ability! They only thought their main objective was to fight and kill. Boy did she prove them wrong. She continued to speed up but it seemed to stop as she played a long note to cue in the rest of the band. They started up again and she ended her solo; her face looked somewhat blue from lack of oxygen as she went back to her seat and gasped for needed air.
Soon the song ended and the crowd was going wild with applause and cheering the band on. The director called up Sakura as she stood up; she was very weak at this time. She stood there with her trombone at her side and she bowed. Locking her knees was enough to cause her to black out. Everyone gasped as they saw her fall flat on her face and a loud 'CLANG' came from her instrument. She stayed motionless on the ground as the school nurse, some students including the director crowded around her. This was going to be the big news for the day.
"What happened? I can't see anything!" muttered Goten as he tried to look over the crowd around Sakura.
Tekego snorted, "She fainted, isn't it obvious?" He looked over to the scene mentally sighing, 'This is pitiful... My sister is a weakling.' He noticed out of the corner of his eye, his parents were standing in the corner of the building watching, his mother had a hand covered her mouth and his father had a disgusted expression, his arms crossed watching with glaring eyes. Tekego looked back at the scene, she had woken up. He shook his head.
It was on all of the announcements that many television stations and famous musicians were coming to the school to see the band perform the hardest piece created. It was a wonder to them that a High School student was going to try and master the piece and live to tell about it.
Sakura was behind the curtain of the stage putting the drums in place and was helping to set up the chairs. It was a set up she had created with the help of the drum major so she could easily get up from her place and play her solo.
Trunks walked up behind Sakura wearing a demon mask he had found on the stage and placed a hand on her shoulder. She jumped a bit when she felt the person grab her shoulder but as she turned around and saw the mask; she screamed bloody murder.
"OW! Why do you have to be so loud?!" Trunks exclaimed as her covered his ears. Sakura blinked before glaring and ripping the mask off of the person's face.
"TRUNKS! Why the HELL are you scaring me?! Trying to give me a heart attack?!" she exclaimed as her face became red from anger.
"No," he said rubbing his ringing ears, "I wanted to wish you good luck."
She paused raising an eyebrow. "Are you trying to suck up to me?"
"Uh, no." She made an 'oh' motion with her mouth before turning back to the setting.
"Are you nervous?" he asked her as he walked up to her.
"Nervous? Me? You've got to be joking!" she lied keeping her eyes away from him.
"For one, I would be. There are so many parents, musicians, TV stations, and students waiting for this show to start," the prince said in a matter- of-fact tone.
"Great, that made me feel a whole lot better..." she muttered putting music on her stand, "You might want to go back and get a seat. We'll be starting in two minutes."
Trunks looked at his watch gasping, "You're right! Best of luck out there!" he exclaimed running off the stage.
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Trunks ran to his seat, which Raditz had been saving for him. Front row! (An: I have a thing for getting front row seating ^-^!) He sat down and looked threw the program.
"She's nervous," Trunks stated as Raditz turned to the young prince. The warrior nodded as if the news was expected.
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Bulma was so excited to hear that she was going to be a mommy again; she kept on talking about it and couldn't stop hugging and kissing her husband. "Oh this is so wonderful!" Bulma's eyes continued to sparkle as she clung to her husband's arm. In the mean time, Vegeta was sitting there with a VERY large sweat drop falling from the back of his head.
"Woman! Stop clinging on to me! It's embarrassing," he muttered as he tried to become free of the woman's grasp. She wouldn't let go.
"Oh Vegeta! I love you so much!" she quickly stood up, "Oh I would be so happy if I'm having a little girl!" she started to giggle like a little schoolgirl. Vegeta sighed. She had been like this all day; this was going to be a LONG eight months for our saiyan prince.
"Vegeta!" exclaimed Goku as he rushed into view of the couple. Vegeta rolled his eyes as he listened to his fellow saiyan ramble on, "They're showing Trunks' and Goten's school on television! It seems that one of their students is attempting to play the hardest solo ever created! Isn't that cool?" he asked in a naïve manner.
"Joy," the prince replied sarcastically. Goku had turned the TV on changing it to the station, which the footage was on; they all watched attentively.
Bulma gasped, "Isn't that Sakura? She's the one doing the solo?! Bless her heart!"
Both men looked at her. She sighed as if something tragic would happen; they both had a sweat drop fall from the back of their heads. They watched as the performance continued.
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Sakura waited patiently as her solo was creeping up on her. Seconds seemed like hours to her as she counted mentally in her head and tried to keep her cool. 'Okay, I can do this... Just think of being back at the band hall... it's just like class but with a lot more people... so many staring eyes, and strangers... Oh whom am I kidding?! I can't do this!!!! But then again it's only 12 bars... Psh, yeah, and half of the bars are filled with 32nd notes... And it's in cut time... (AN: I don't know if 32nd notes exist. It's kind of a way to explain how fast this piece is. oO) Great... two measures... Okay, breathe...' Sakura took in a LARGE gulp of air as she stared on her solo, she was lucky she had it memorized or she would have for sure messed up. Everyone was silent as all they heard Sakura play, no background music. Just her. She played a bit slow for the introduction and it got faster. Everyone watched as she played at incredible speed, it sounded like she was in fast-forward as the seconds went by.
Trunks, his grandfather, Goten and his saiyan relatives, and Nappa sat there shocked; they watched as she continued to play her music with ease and playing it at super speeds and in perfect rhythm. Not in a million years had they thought a saiyan could have THIS type of ability! They only thought their main objective was to fight and kill. Boy did she prove them wrong. She continued to speed up but it seemed to stop as she played a long note to cue in the rest of the band. They started up again and she ended her solo; her face looked somewhat blue from lack of oxygen as she went back to her seat and gasped for needed air.
Soon the song ended and the crowd was going wild with applause and cheering the band on. The director called up Sakura as she stood up; she was very weak at this time. She stood there with her trombone at her side and she bowed. Locking her knees was enough to cause her to black out. Everyone gasped as they saw her fall flat on her face and a loud 'CLANG' came from her instrument. She stayed motionless on the ground as the school nurse, some students including the director crowded around her. This was going to be the big news for the day.
"What happened? I can't see anything!" muttered Goten as he tried to look over the crowd around Sakura.
Tekego snorted, "She fainted, isn't it obvious?" He looked over to the scene mentally sighing, 'This is pitiful... My sister is a weakling.' He noticed out of the corner of his eye, his parents were standing in the corner of the building watching, his mother had a hand covered her mouth and his father had a disgusted expression, his arms crossed watching with glaring eyes. Tekego looked back at the scene, she had woken up. He shook his head.