Chapter 2
"Damn," Vegeta paced back and forth in the playground behind the garbage cans. "Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, shit- sorry damn!" * Why do I care what Gohan hears me say? * He thought. * Why did I call him Gohan? *
"Veggie, what's wrong?" Gohan asked concerned trying to follow Vegeta's fast pace. Vegeta sighed and looked at his small hands.
"Nothing you can help me with," Vegeta sighed then was hit with an idea. "But your father might! Quick, did your father survive the fight with me-Vegeta?"
"Yes, only me and him did," Gohan sighed. "Tein, Chouzu, Krillin, we are going to wish them back but the Dragon Radar was destroyed in an accident at Capsule Corporations."
"Bulma," Vegeta started pacing again. "Bulma Briefs, is she alright?"
"Yea, she with Yamcha at the time," Gohan said this time watching Vegeta instead of trying to follow him. Vegeta's blood boiled at the thought that that, that weakling was anywhere near his mate.
"Gohan, I need to see Goku," he said almost pleading. "Right now!"
"No way, mom will kill me if I leave school," Gohan shook his head. "I can take you after school but it can't be that important can it?"
"Oh yes it is," Vegeta rubbed his head. Suddenly he jumped alarmed by a loud ring.
"Recess is over, met me here later ok?" Gohan began to leave.
"Sure," Vegeta nodded at Gohan's retreating back. "What the hell is going on?"
"Don't know," a gruff voice answered behind him. Vegeta jumped at the sound that came from the dumpster. He climbed up the side to face the intruder.
"Hi there," the old white cat jumped on the side next to him. "Name's Herman, yours?"
"Vegeta," he panted. "Sorry, it seems I have lost my breath."
"Everybody does kid," the cat answered surprised. "It is a big climb for such a little kid."
"Who you calling little," Vegeta finally regained his normal breathing pattern. "I'm not a little kid."
"Sure," Herman snorted.
"No really," Vegeta sighed. "I'm actually Prince of all Saiyans that is very, very lost."
"Well you Highness, duck," Herman lay down calmly.
"What?" Vegeta asked confused.
"You kid! Inside!" a sour faced woman pointed to the brown building.
"I'm not a student here!" Vegeta protested. "I don't go to school!"
"Sure," the woman snorted. "Well you are now, to the office!"
"Office," Vegeta gulped. He was about to jump from the dumpster then saw how high it was and climbed down to be greeted by the scowling teacher.
"Damn," Vegeta paced back and forth in the playground behind the garbage cans. "Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, shit- sorry damn!" * Why do I care what Gohan hears me say? * He thought. * Why did I call him Gohan? *
"Veggie, what's wrong?" Gohan asked concerned trying to follow Vegeta's fast pace. Vegeta sighed and looked at his small hands.
"Nothing you can help me with," Vegeta sighed then was hit with an idea. "But your father might! Quick, did your father survive the fight with me-Vegeta?"
"Yes, only me and him did," Gohan sighed. "Tein, Chouzu, Krillin, we are going to wish them back but the Dragon Radar was destroyed in an accident at Capsule Corporations."
"Bulma," Vegeta started pacing again. "Bulma Briefs, is she alright?"
"Yea, she with Yamcha at the time," Gohan said this time watching Vegeta instead of trying to follow him. Vegeta's blood boiled at the thought that that, that weakling was anywhere near his mate.
"Gohan, I need to see Goku," he said almost pleading. "Right now!"
"No way, mom will kill me if I leave school," Gohan shook his head. "I can take you after school but it can't be that important can it?"
"Oh yes it is," Vegeta rubbed his head. Suddenly he jumped alarmed by a loud ring.
"Recess is over, met me here later ok?" Gohan began to leave.
"Sure," Vegeta nodded at Gohan's retreating back. "What the hell is going on?"
"Don't know," a gruff voice answered behind him. Vegeta jumped at the sound that came from the dumpster. He climbed up the side to face the intruder.
"Hi there," the old white cat jumped on the side next to him. "Name's Herman, yours?"
"Vegeta," he panted. "Sorry, it seems I have lost my breath."
"Everybody does kid," the cat answered surprised. "It is a big climb for such a little kid."
"Who you calling little," Vegeta finally regained his normal breathing pattern. "I'm not a little kid."
"Sure," Herman snorted.
"No really," Vegeta sighed. "I'm actually Prince of all Saiyans that is very, very lost."
"Well you Highness, duck," Herman lay down calmly.
"What?" Vegeta asked confused.
"You kid! Inside!" a sour faced woman pointed to the brown building.
"I'm not a student here!" Vegeta protested. "I don't go to school!"
"Sure," the woman snorted. "Well you are now, to the office!"
"Office," Vegeta gulped. He was about to jump from the dumpster then saw how high it was and climbed down to be greeted by the scowling teacher.