Things of the Past
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
"God, Vegeta!" Bulma cried, "Stop interrupting Professor Salmi!"
Vegeta looked at her and smirked. That adorable, Saiyajin smirk. Of course, it could only be called adorable when the ten year old Saiyajin prince was wearing it. Any other person with it would only look evil.
"Why, Bulma? She's a fool!" He replied, waving his hand dismissively at the steaming teacher who could not really punish him severely. Oh, how she hated teaching royalty.
Bulma looked at him crossly before turning away, her braided ponytail flipping furiously--much like her attitude. ChiChi and Juuhachigou both glared at Vegeta, but the male population of the room seemed to think it was funny. Juunanagou snickered and high-fived Vegeta.
"Mr. Vegeta, if you're quite finished, we may continue with our lesson," Professor Salmi said irritably. Vegeta shrugged and looked away.
"I suppose I could give you my approval on the matter," he stated arrogantly. The teacher held back the urge to send him to the Headmaster's office and turned back to the blackboard.
Vegeta leaned over to Bulma in the seat next to him. She was refusing to look at him. "C'mon, she deserves it," he whispered. Bulma glared at him.
"It isn't her fault that I'm a genius!" Bulma exclaimed in the quietest tone she could muster up. "Besides, Zarbon-san said I shouldn't correct the teachers. He told me so five years ago and-"
"Oh, Zarbon-san this, Zarbon-san that. Your big 'brother' is a sissy," Vegeta interrupted. Now he'd gone and done it.
Bulma shrieked loudly and threw her book at him before standing up from her seat. "He is not a sissy! He's the greatest ever!"
Vegeta smirked and shook his head. Oh, how he loved messing with her. He especially liked to taunt her on days that were special to her. Today was one such day: it was her tenth birthday. She was the youngest of their little 'group' and that was just one more thing Vegeta picked on her for. Underneath it all though, they were quite close as friends.
"C'mon, Vegeta, just leave her alone now," Yamucha said, crossing his little arms across his chest. Vegeta glared at Yamucha. He never liked him much to begin with.
"Nobody asked you, little girl," Juunanagou spoke up in Vegeta's defense. The girls looked on disapprovingly.
"Little girl? Who's the boy with the long hair?" Yamucha retorted.
"Children, PLEASE," the teacher interrupted. They all sneered at each other one last time before looking to the front of the class. You'd never know it, but they all cared for each other deeply. Well, most of them did. Vegeta and Yamucha seemed to be the only ones who truly disagreed with each other's presence.
As the teacher went back to droning on the history of how the Four Rule Order came about, the children went back to their discussions. They often found themselves chatting in class since none of their teachers had the guts to reprimand them in fear of being fired or in King Vegeta's case, obliterated.
"You guys gotta come home with me today!" Juuhachigou told ChiChi and Bulma. ChiChi nodded enthusiastically, but Bulma shook her head in a 'no' fashion. Juuhachigou and ChiChi looked at her questioningly.
"But we can play dolls!" Juuhachigou said, trying to persuade Bulma.
"Zarbon-san promised he would take me to the park today," Bulma said. ChiChi shrugged.
"I'll still come, Juuhachigou."
The little blonde nodded. "That's okay, Bulma, you can come next time!"
~*~
"Zarbon-san!" Bulma called as she waved her hand in the air. He turned around and smiled before approaching the group of youngins.
"There's my girls!" he said as he hugged Bulma and ChiChi. Vegeta rolled his eyes from behind his back before batting his eyelashes and playing with his imaginary, green braid. Bulma glared at him, but Zarbon didn't notice.
"We're still going to the park, right?" Bulma asked hopefully. He nodded in response.
"Of course! I promised, didn't I?"
Bulma smiled and laughed merrily. Vegeta rolled his eyes and stomped off to go home. He didn't need some sissy-boy to pick him up after school, he was just fine going home on his own.
"Well, I guess I'm going, too," Kakkarot said before following Vegeta to the Teleporter.
"Us, too. Are you still coming, ChiChi?" Juuhachi asked. ChiChi looked at Zarbon in a silent plea. He looked at her thoughtfully.
"I don't see why not, Chi," he told her and she let out a sound of glee. She hugged him then skipped off with Juuhachigou and Juunanagou.
"See ya', Bulma," Yamucha said as he and Krillin followed behind the others towards the Teleporter.
"Now," Zarbon began, "How about that park, eh?"
~*~
Bulma had a delightful time at the park with Zarbon. He must have pushed her down the slide a hundred times, but he didn't care. He had fun with Bulma, too. She was sad when he had informed her that they needed to get back, so he could train, but she understood. Afterall, they had spent two hours at the park together.
"Thank you for taking me," she said happily, standing outside the door to her and ChiChi's shared room. Frieza had offered to give them separate rooms on their eighth birthdays, but they had insisted on staying together. They could stay up late, talking or playing, whenever they liked.
"You bet, kiddo," he replied. She hugged him then ran into her room. ChiChi was already in there and was getting ready for dinner.
~*~
"...and Zarbon-san took me to the park afterwards, father!" Bulma exclaimed happily as she ate her dinner with her sister and adoptive father. They had also had a huge chocolate cake prepared in honor of Bulma's birthday. They had had a vanilla one when it was ChiChi's birthday, two months earlier. A lot of people thought that ChiChi and Bulma were twins since they were both ten years old. Many people didn't know, however, that ChiChi and Bulma weren't blood-related.
"Wonderful, dear. And how about you, ChiChi? Did you have fun with Princess Juuhachigou?" Frieza asked as his gaze shifted to his ebony-haired daughter.
ChiChi nodded as she chewed her food. She swallowed and then spoke, "Yeah, we played dolls and dress-up!"
"How fun," he said as they all finished their dinner. "Now, off you two go to get ready for bed!"
"Do we have to, father?" Bulma asked pleadingly. Frieza nodded sternly.
"School-night," he replied. Bulma and ChiChi made groaning sounds of protest, but stood and left the Dining Hall obediantly. Zarbon was waiting outside the doors to escort them to their quarters. Frieza never allowed them to walk around the palace alone. There were too many people that didn't like him, his planet or the Four Rule Order and would love to assassinate one or both of his daughters.
Zarbon took both of the girls to their rooms and wished them a goodnight.
"ChiChi," Bulma began as she climbed into bed, "Vegeta's mean, isn't he?"
ChiChi giggled. She tucked her shower-damp hair underneath her and nodded into the darkness. "Yeah! Kakkarot's really sweet though."
"Oooo! ChiChi's got a crush," Bulma said in a sing-song voice. ChiChi threw her pillow at her.
"I do not!" she exclaimed. "Boys are icky!"
"Yeah, Yamucha sent me one of those notes that say 'Circle YES if you like me' and I didn't send it back to him," Bulma said in a disgusted tone.
ChiChi stood from her own bed and walked over to Bulma's. Bulma instinctively scooted over; they slept in the same bed often, just talking until they both fell asleep.
"Know what?" ChiChi asked. Bulma shook her head.
"I can't wait 'till we all graduate. We're gonna be friends forever!", the little black-haired girl said happily. Bulma smiled at her sister and they both fell asleep.
Awww, I just can't get over the sheer adorableness of this chapter and the first. In the next chapter, the gang is all fifteen years old and graduation times are near! Thanks for all of the encouraging reviews for the first chapter; you're all wonderful! If you'd like to be emailed with new chapters, just let me know in your review. ^_^
Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Whatever it is, I don't own it. ^^;
"God, Vegeta!" Bulma cried, "Stop interrupting Professor Salmi!"
Vegeta looked at her and smirked. That adorable, Saiyajin smirk. Of course, it could only be called adorable when the ten year old Saiyajin prince was wearing it. Any other person with it would only look evil.
"Why, Bulma? She's a fool!" He replied, waving his hand dismissively at the steaming teacher who could not really punish him severely. Oh, how she hated teaching royalty.
Bulma looked at him crossly before turning away, her braided ponytail flipping furiously--much like her attitude. ChiChi and Juuhachigou both glared at Vegeta, but the male population of the room seemed to think it was funny. Juunanagou snickered and high-fived Vegeta.
"Mr. Vegeta, if you're quite finished, we may continue with our lesson," Professor Salmi said irritably. Vegeta shrugged and looked away.
"I suppose I could give you my approval on the matter," he stated arrogantly. The teacher held back the urge to send him to the Headmaster's office and turned back to the blackboard.
Vegeta leaned over to Bulma in the seat next to him. She was refusing to look at him. "C'mon, she deserves it," he whispered. Bulma glared at him.
"It isn't her fault that I'm a genius!" Bulma exclaimed in the quietest tone she could muster up. "Besides, Zarbon-san said I shouldn't correct the teachers. He told me so five years ago and-"
"Oh, Zarbon-san this, Zarbon-san that. Your big 'brother' is a sissy," Vegeta interrupted. Now he'd gone and done it.
Bulma shrieked loudly and threw her book at him before standing up from her seat. "He is not a sissy! He's the greatest ever!"
Vegeta smirked and shook his head. Oh, how he loved messing with her. He especially liked to taunt her on days that were special to her. Today was one such day: it was her tenth birthday. She was the youngest of their little 'group' and that was just one more thing Vegeta picked on her for. Underneath it all though, they were quite close as friends.
"C'mon, Vegeta, just leave her alone now," Yamucha said, crossing his little arms across his chest. Vegeta glared at Yamucha. He never liked him much to begin with.
"Nobody asked you, little girl," Juunanagou spoke up in Vegeta's defense. The girls looked on disapprovingly.
"Little girl? Who's the boy with the long hair?" Yamucha retorted.
"Children, PLEASE," the teacher interrupted. They all sneered at each other one last time before looking to the front of the class. You'd never know it, but they all cared for each other deeply. Well, most of them did. Vegeta and Yamucha seemed to be the only ones who truly disagreed with each other's presence.
As the teacher went back to droning on the history of how the Four Rule Order came about, the children went back to their discussions. They often found themselves chatting in class since none of their teachers had the guts to reprimand them in fear of being fired or in King Vegeta's case, obliterated.
"You guys gotta come home with me today!" Juuhachigou told ChiChi and Bulma. ChiChi nodded enthusiastically, but Bulma shook her head in a 'no' fashion. Juuhachigou and ChiChi looked at her questioningly.
"But we can play dolls!" Juuhachigou said, trying to persuade Bulma.
"Zarbon-san promised he would take me to the park today," Bulma said. ChiChi shrugged.
"I'll still come, Juuhachigou."
The little blonde nodded. "That's okay, Bulma, you can come next time!"
~*~
"Zarbon-san!" Bulma called as she waved her hand in the air. He turned around and smiled before approaching the group of youngins.
"There's my girls!" he said as he hugged Bulma and ChiChi. Vegeta rolled his eyes from behind his back before batting his eyelashes and playing with his imaginary, green braid. Bulma glared at him, but Zarbon didn't notice.
"We're still going to the park, right?" Bulma asked hopefully. He nodded in response.
"Of course! I promised, didn't I?"
Bulma smiled and laughed merrily. Vegeta rolled his eyes and stomped off to go home. He didn't need some sissy-boy to pick him up after school, he was just fine going home on his own.
"Well, I guess I'm going, too," Kakkarot said before following Vegeta to the Teleporter.
"Us, too. Are you still coming, ChiChi?" Juuhachi asked. ChiChi looked at Zarbon in a silent plea. He looked at her thoughtfully.
"I don't see why not, Chi," he told her and she let out a sound of glee. She hugged him then skipped off with Juuhachigou and Juunanagou.
"See ya', Bulma," Yamucha said as he and Krillin followed behind the others towards the Teleporter.
"Now," Zarbon began, "How about that park, eh?"
~*~
Bulma had a delightful time at the park with Zarbon. He must have pushed her down the slide a hundred times, but he didn't care. He had fun with Bulma, too. She was sad when he had informed her that they needed to get back, so he could train, but she understood. Afterall, they had spent two hours at the park together.
"Thank you for taking me," she said happily, standing outside the door to her and ChiChi's shared room. Frieza had offered to give them separate rooms on their eighth birthdays, but they had insisted on staying together. They could stay up late, talking or playing, whenever they liked.
"You bet, kiddo," he replied. She hugged him then ran into her room. ChiChi was already in there and was getting ready for dinner.
~*~
"...and Zarbon-san took me to the park afterwards, father!" Bulma exclaimed happily as she ate her dinner with her sister and adoptive father. They had also had a huge chocolate cake prepared in honor of Bulma's birthday. They had had a vanilla one when it was ChiChi's birthday, two months earlier. A lot of people thought that ChiChi and Bulma were twins since they were both ten years old. Many people didn't know, however, that ChiChi and Bulma weren't blood-related.
"Wonderful, dear. And how about you, ChiChi? Did you have fun with Princess Juuhachigou?" Frieza asked as his gaze shifted to his ebony-haired daughter.
ChiChi nodded as she chewed her food. She swallowed and then spoke, "Yeah, we played dolls and dress-up!"
"How fun," he said as they all finished their dinner. "Now, off you two go to get ready for bed!"
"Do we have to, father?" Bulma asked pleadingly. Frieza nodded sternly.
"School-night," he replied. Bulma and ChiChi made groaning sounds of protest, but stood and left the Dining Hall obediantly. Zarbon was waiting outside the doors to escort them to their quarters. Frieza never allowed them to walk around the palace alone. There were too many people that didn't like him, his planet or the Four Rule Order and would love to assassinate one or both of his daughters.
Zarbon took both of the girls to their rooms and wished them a goodnight.
"ChiChi," Bulma began as she climbed into bed, "Vegeta's mean, isn't he?"
ChiChi giggled. She tucked her shower-damp hair underneath her and nodded into the darkness. "Yeah! Kakkarot's really sweet though."
"Oooo! ChiChi's got a crush," Bulma said in a sing-song voice. ChiChi threw her pillow at her.
"I do not!" she exclaimed. "Boys are icky!"
"Yeah, Yamucha sent me one of those notes that say 'Circle YES if you like me' and I didn't send it back to him," Bulma said in a disgusted tone.
ChiChi stood from her own bed and walked over to Bulma's. Bulma instinctively scooted over; they slept in the same bed often, just talking until they both fell asleep.
"Know what?" ChiChi asked. Bulma shook her head.
"I can't wait 'till we all graduate. We're gonna be friends forever!", the little black-haired girl said happily. Bulma smiled at her sister and they both fell asleep.
Awww, I just can't get over the sheer adorableness of this chapter and the first. In the next chapter, the gang is all fifteen years old and graduation times are near! Thanks for all of the encouraging reviews for the first chapter; you're all wonderful! If you'd like to be emailed with new chapters, just let me know in your review. ^_^