Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of it's characters. Blah blah blah...
AN: What can I say... I'm happy with the feedback I got. So this WILL be a high school fic after all. I must admit, this is the first fanfic I've written without planning it first (the results can be quite horrendous). I'm just experimenting... if you know what i mean. I might change this chapter and make it completely different. It depends if you readers out there like this or not (I think that this story isn't really going anywhere at the moment...)
I would also like to thank these readers for reviewing: Quaxo, Baby, B-chan, Bunni Girl, Dragon Girl, The Flying Pen, Zekintha, Mushi-azn, Naly, Dark Angel, ashley, and Matchmaker 88.
Thanx!! *bows graciously*
Before we continue, I should tell you more about this fanfic. This chapter is set fifty years after the prologue. Frieza is still alive. The Saiyans are dead (I don't really have any logical reasons for killing them. Sorry!!). Bulma, Vegeta and the rest of the gang will be human (for now). You'll find more about Vegeta and Bulma's past as this story progresses (which I haven't figured out yet. But I know the idea will click in one day). I'm so disorganized!!
Now I present you... the first (most likely temporary) chapter...
Visions: Reincarnation
By: mistY AnGeL (pink_angel91@hotmail.com)
Chapter One: There is only one
"In ancient civilization, every person had two hearts and souls. One day the gods decided to split everyone into two. I have spent my entire life looking for my other half and then I found you…"
-Unknown Author
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~Bulma's P.O.V~
Ever since I was a little girl, I believed that somewhere out there, there was someone made just for me. For years, I've had the same reoccurring dream about my prince. In the dreams, everything feels so right. I feel that I've known him for eternity. But whenever I wake up, I don't remember his face anymore. Sometimes I feel stupid for believing that such fairytales exists. I know that deep down inside me, he is real. But maybe I'm just delusional. Maybe this belief is just something I rely on to escape my pain and misery…
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"Stop daydreaming and pay attention!"
"Huh?" Bulma looked up and saw the teacher frowning at her.
"So what's the answer to the question I was just talking about, Miss Briefs?"
Bulma took a quick glance at the board and saw a long and complex math question. Nothing too hard, she thought to herself.
"The answer is 2358.34, Mrs. Suuri," she replied with an innocent voice.
"That's correct. You should consider yourself lucky that your brain works faster than other students in this class. Next time, don't daydream about your knight in shining armor or whatever you call him," the teacher scolded as she walked back to the front of the classroom. Bulma sunk low on her chair as the rest of the students started laughing at her.
***
The principal flipped through a folder and then looked up at the boy standing in front of him. "And your reason to come to this school was…?"
"I moved," the boy replied in a rather husky voice.
The principal nodded without taking his eyes off the folder in front of him. "Well then, I hope you enjoy your first day at Orange Star High."
He then pressed a button on his table. "Can you please bring in Kakarot Son?"
After a minute, the door of the office opened and a tall boy with wild spiky hair stepped in. The principal looked up and smiled. "Kakarot, I would like to assign you to escort," he looked down at the piece of paper, "Vegeta Ouji. He's in 12th grade just like you. Just show him around the school and be friendly to him."
Goku nodded and flashed him a cheesy grin. "Yes, sir. Come on, Vegeta. Let's see your times table."
Vegeta scowled as soon as they got out of the office. "Don't order me around, Kakarot."
"Just call me, Goku."
"I can call you whatever you like. And if your name is Kakarot, then I will call you that."
Goku shrugged. "Alright then, I guess that's your choice. Your first class is science and that's with me."
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Bulma was in computer studies and she was in front of the computer, unable to concentrate on her work. She looked at the piece of paper with her assignment criteria then shoved it to the side. "I can finish this in an hour at home," she muttered to herself as she logged onto her chat program, MSN Messenger (AN: I know most people use AOL. But I still reckon that MSN is better =P ).
Bulma quickly noticed a message popping up of her screen. She clicked on it and realised it was from her best friend, ChiChi.
*In the chat room*
Tenseki_Chi: Yo, Bulma! Glad to see you online!
Blue_Ang3L: Hi Chi. I'm at computer studies right now. I guess it's the same for you.
Tenseki_Chi: I still reckon that Orange Star high is way better than West Capital City High.
Blue_Ang3L: it's alright I guess. Are you coming to my school and catch the last five minutes of my singing rehearsal?
Tenseki_Chi: Yeah, of course! I wouldn't miss a day without seeing my Goku.
Blue_Ang3L: You're obsessed, Chi.
Tenseki_Chi: =P Shuddup!
Blue_Ang3L: Anything new?
Tenseki_Chi: Not really
**Son_Goku17 has signed in**
Blue_Ang3L: What the heck is Goku doing online?
Tenseki_Chi: I thought he had science.
Blue_Ang3L: You actually remember his times table and he doesn't even go to your school!!
Tenseki_Chi: What's wrong with that?!?! Let's invite him in this convo
**Son_Goku17 is invited to this conversation**
Blue_Ang3L: Goku, what are you doing online?
Son_Goku17: I'm in science but the teacher told us to use the computers to draw complicated looking graphs. By the way, there's a new guy called Vegeta. Maybe I can introduce you two to him later.
Tenseki_Chi: Goku!!!! I miss you so much!!
Blue_Ang3L: *sweat drops* That's my queue to leave you two lovebirds alone. I'll see you guys later. The bell is going to ring soon anyway.
**Blue_Ang3L leaves the conversation**
*Out of the computerized world*
Bulma closed the program and leaned back on the chair. Hmmm… that name Vegeta sounds quite familiar. What the hell, I probably have heard of it, no big deal, she thought to herself. The bell then started to ring and Bulma stood up and walked out of the classroom.
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"We've been rehearsing since lunch time, I think we ought to get a break!" Juu protested as she crossed her arms.
"Juuhachigou, this rehearsal ends when school ends. School is going to end in fives minutes anyway. Bulma, get ready to sing this song once again from the beginning to end."
Bulma nodded as she held the microphone in her hand. She stood awkwardly on the stage of her school hall and she heard the orchestra starting to play. I know I can do this, I just know it, she thought to herself.
She raised the microphone closer to her mouth.
"And now I'm all alone again. Nowhere to go, no one to turn to. Without a home, without a friend, Without a face to say hello to. And now the night is near, Now I can make believe he's here."
Meanwhile… outside the school hall…
"Sometimes I walk alone at night. When everybody else is sleeping, I think of him and then I'm happy with the company I'm keeping."
"Is that Bulma singing? She has such a sweet voice!" ChiChi asked excitedly as she linked her arm around Goku's.
Goku nodded. "Yep, that's her alright." He then turned to face Vegeta. "You wanna come into the hall?"
"The city goes to bed, and I can live inside my head."
Inside the school hall…
Bulma began to soften her voice to make it sound sweeter and slower.
"On my own… Pretending he's beside me. All alone, I walk with him till morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me. And when I lose my way I close my eyes… And he has found me…"
She saw three figures stepping into the hall. It's probably Goku and ChiChi. But who would be the other person?
"In the rain the pavement shines like silver. All the lights are misty in the river. In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight. And all I see is him and me for ever and forever."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes as he saw the beautiful blue haired goddess singing. Why did she look so familiar to him?
Bulma's voice started to become louder.
"And I know it's only in my mind. That I'm talking to myself and not to him. And although I know that he is blind. Still I say there's a way for us…"
ChiChi smiled as she leaned her head on Goku's shoulder. "It's so beautiful…" she whispered.
"I love him… But when the night is over... He is gone; the river's just a river. Without him, the world around me changes. The trees are bare and everywhere the streets are full of strangers…"
Vegeta stepped forward and the light started to shine on his face. Bulma's eyes widened as she saw a glimpse of his face.
"I love him… But every day I'm learning. All my life I've only been pretending. Without me, his world will go on turning. A world that's full of happiness that I have never known…"
**Sudden Flashback**
A young woman with silky long blue hair ran through the field of green grass. The wind blew against her hair and her long white dress. She laughed as she turned her head around to see her prince running towards her. "You can't catch me!!" she cried out. But as soon as she said that, she tripped over the grass and fell onto her stomach.
A pair of strong arms placed them around her waist and pulled her up. "You're wrong, woman. I got you now and there's no escape," the prince whispered into her ear.
The princess crossed her arms and pouted her lips. "That's not fair! I fell!"
The prince reached out his gloved hand and placed them on her chin, pushing them up slightly so her face was facing his. "Nothing in this universe is fair," he said as he leaned forward to kiss her.
**End of Flashback**
"I love him… I love him… I love him… But only on my own…"
A few people in the hall started to clap and cheer as the song ended. Bulma's head started to grow dizzy as she looked at Vegeta's face again.
"Oh god… my prince…" she muttered before her legs gave way and she fell down unconscious.
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AN: The song I used is "On my Own", it's from Les Miserables. Whenever I write something, I usually get happy, and high, and excited about it. But I felt quite bored when I wrote this chapter. Maybe... it's symptoms to WRITERS BLOCK!! *shivers* That sounds scary. I don't want to think about THAT again. It took me a year to recover last time. I promise I'll be a good girl and not leave stories unfinished.
Now please review and tell me what you think!! ^_^
I accept criticism. It gives me a broad view of what people think about this. Any suggestions, I'll be happy to hear it!
P.S: Can someone read my other fanfic "Unforeseen Life: Tokyo 2084"? That story is actually planned out. =P