Just One Wish

Just One Wish

Disclaimer: So many people out there don't like writing disclaimers, I'm not one of them. ^.^ See, disclaimers can either be boring or they can be fun. Today I choose boring. I don't own the DBZ characters. If I made money off this, I'd by a rubber chicken. (DBZ merchandising would be free)

A/N: This is actually pretty quick for me. (To update so quickly.) I should be studying but hey…I figured this would tide you guys over until my exams are over. (ONE WEEK AHHH!!!) Anyway enjoy the fic. I'm actually quite upset cause FF.net has been down for awhile. I'm gonna want to post this and my new T & P fic (Read it!) and the server's been down since yesterday. Ugh!

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Chapter Eight

"Tousan! Let go!" Goten struggled to free his arm from Vegeta's vice-like grip.

At this point, Vegeta wasn't paying attention. He was far too busy being insulted and fuming in his head. 'Stupid BAKAS! First Kakarott's mate now his infantile, lousy excuse for a saiya-jin brat! I am a PRINCE! The saiya-jin prince! I deserve RESPECT!!'

"OW!!" Goten yelped in pain as Vegeta unconsciously tightened his grip in anger. He decided to take advantage of his 'father's' extremely distracted mood, Goten powered up the super saiya-jin and yanked his arm free, not without a great deal of pain. Distracted or not, Vegeta was still more than a match for Goten.

"Tousan!" Goten floated in the air directly in front of his 'father'. "What on Kami's good green earth is going on here?" He demanded.

Goten's demanding tone cut through Vegeta's angry haze. He looked up in surprise to see a worried, frustrated, not to mention slightly confused little super saiya-jin. "W-what?" He stuttered. The voice in his mind was screaming at him; 'Act like Kakarott! Act like Kakarott!' "What do you mean Got - err, son?" He managed to ask half – sincerely. He figured he was doing a good job at hiding his anger.

"Well, I dunno…" Goten shrugged in midair. "You've just been acting…" He struggled to find the right word. "…weird today."

"Err…heh heh…" Vegeta laughed, putting on a fairly good 'sheepish Goku' impersonation. Or so he thought. Goten in the meantime was wondering when his father had gotten a hairball caught in his throat, cause it sure sounded like he was hacking one up.

"Tousan?"

"Oh! Err…well, um…son…" Vegeta started to explain, hoping Goten had missed the almost snarl on the word 'son'. "It's just that I'm…that is, I, uh…I'm a little…worried." He attempted an almost goofy grin.

Apparently it was passable, either that or Goten was concerned about why his father was 'worried'. It was more likely to be the latter than the former. "About what?" He asked innocently, not knowing how much Vegeta was hoping that that question would not be asked.

'Kami…' Vegeta groaned inwardly. "Uh -"

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"Hey! Um…could you…uh…" Goku faltered to a halt. 'Okay; now I know what doesn't work. Be Vegeta!' "Could I-" 'What would Vegeta do?'

~ * Flashback * ~

"Kakarott! You are a lousy, pathetic excuse for a saiya-jin!" Vegeta sneered from his place above him.

Goku staggered out of the crater, a determined glint in his eye. His saiya-jin blood would not allow Vegeta to win this sparring match.

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"Kisama, onna! I'm hungry!" Vegeta demanded, stepping out of the gravity room.

Bulma looked up from the flower bed she was tending to. "The almighty prince of saiya-jins is hungry? Oh dear what shall I do?" She asked sarcastically.

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"Arrgh! You little BRAT!" The aggravated ouji chased his mischievous, prank pulling son over furniture and around the house. A vase fell to the ground and shattered.

"VEGETA!!!" Bulma's voice echoed off the walls.

~ * End Flashback * ~

"Kisama!" Goku bellowed.

The entire room became quiet. A teenage employee skidded to a stop. Crashing into the man in front of him, he sent a tray of burgers crashing to the floor. A hamburger bun rolled across the floor, coming to a stop at the manager's feet. Goku began to fidget nervously with all eyes on him. He laughed and scratched his head, trying to hide his embarrassment. "Heh heh…uh…could someone please help her." He indicated the young woman lying on the floor.

Everyone face faulted.

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"You sense a new enemy approaching earth?"

Vegeta nodded far too quickly. 'He has to believe it right? It was completely believable.'

"And his name is Doh Knut?"

Vegeta recalled his hastily made up story and sweatdropped.

"And he likes chocolate as much as Buu did?"

Vegeta nodded yet again, he was nervous, Goten was sounding very sceptical. If he asked one more question…

"Okay!" Goten said cheerily. "Don't worry tousan! I'm sure we can handle it!" He began flying towards home.

The sweatdrop on Vegeta's head grew larger. 'Kakarott's brat is even more of a baka than he is!'

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"Here's your order sir. We-we hope that your wait wasn't too long." The newly recruited teenager stammered. She nervously blew strands of bright bleach blonde hair out of her eyes.

"Nah it wasn't, thanks a lot!" Goku said cheerfully. It had completely slipped his mind that he was Vegeta. In fact, not many could tell he was Vegeta at this point. It was nearly impossible to see his face anyway, unless he poked his head around the humongous pile of McDonald's bags in his arms. Especially since Vegeta wasn't the tallest saiya-jin on earth, even the tip of his spiky hair was obscured. "Bye!" Goku attempted to wave but only succeeded in dropping a bag containing several boxes of chicken nuggets. "Oops. Hey could you?"

Trembling and expecting to be blasted at any time now, the girl reached down picked up the bag and placed it on top of the pile. "Thanks again!" Goku called, turning to leave. He accidentally bumped into a scarred man just entering the restaurant. "Gomen – oh hey Yamcha!"

"Hey Vegeta!" The former desert bandit replied, holding the door open for the loaded down saiya-jin. As the door swung shut behind 'Vegeta', Yamcha turned for the counter. Pausing, he did and about-face catching sight of the 'prince' boarding nimbus. "VEGETA?!"

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A/N: Well? Was it funny? If it wasn't, or if it was, let me know! There's this wonderful service FF.net provides…review! Just scroll down…yup, right there. Fill it out! Arigato! On a more serious note: Wannon-chan's second DBZ fic is online! It's called 'Lost'. Yay for Wannon…who BTW got me an AWESOME b'day present. Domo arigato Wannon! You are the man! (Not a man though) So for those of you who liked 'Vegeta's Story' and Wannon's style of writing…read 'Lost'!

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