History as it never was (also called History: Saiyan Style)
By Lord Tabris

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or anything related to it. Except for a 'History of Trunks' video. I wish I owned more, but oh well, that's life I guess.

Hey everyone! I am soooo sorry that I lost all of your reviews. I had trouble uploading and ended up removing the story by accident. I just want to thank all of those that did review for your comments. I'm sorry that these first two chapters have been short, but I am new to this kind of writing and I am still getting the hang of it. This chapter may seem a little dull, but hopefully the next one will really get the party started ;)


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Chapter 2: The object of my horror



The whole class spun around to look at Gohan, who was trying to regain his balance and not fall out of his chair. The expression on his face showed only one thing. Total shock.

Vegeta smirked up at Gohan as the boy looked ready to cry.

The principal was looking from Vegeta to Gohan, trying to understand what was going on.

Finally taking control, the principal spoke up. "Gohan. Please sit back down and don't yell about vegetables in class."

This caused Vegeta to bristle, but he didn't say anything.

"Okay class, I will leave you with your new teacher now. Please don't give him a hard time." said the principal. Giving everyone a cheerful smile, he walked out of the classroom.

For a few moments there was complete silence as Vegeta's eyes wandered over the students. Some of them looked bored, others look scared, and some were looking at Vegeta as if he would be a good target for a joke.

His eyes came to rest on Gohan, who had on an expression that pleased him. Gohan looked horrified.

"Alright brats, lets get one thing straight. You do not address me as Mr. Briefs. You are to address me as Prince Vegeta. If you call me by anything else you will die slowly and painfully. Understand?" he growled.

Some of the timid students nodded without hesitation, but some of the more ignorant ones started laughing and muttering about guys with crazy hair and huge ego trips.

With their saiyan hearing, both Gohan and Vegeta heard every word. Naturally, Vegeta was furious.

"Shut the hell up you pathetic weaklings!" he yelled, fixing everyone with his trademark death glare.

This shut everybody up. Now they were all scared.

Vegeta gave a quick nod of approval and looked down at a textbook that had been left on his desk. "What is this crap?" he snarled, flipping through the pages.

He saw a blond girl slowly raise her hand near the back of the class. He turned his famous glare on her. "What do you want?"

The girl, who happened to be Erasa, squeaked in fright at the tone of her new teacher's voice.

"I just wanted.. to say.. that book is the textbook that we are meant to be learning from in this class." She stammered, and then cowered in her seat, afraid of what Vegeta might do.

Gohan hadn't noticed anything that was going on as he was banging his head on his desk and silently cursing Dende.

Vegeta took one more look at the book before promptly hurling it out of the window.

"Forget these books, they are stupid and will not be needed in this class."

The rest of the class glanced at eachother, and then they all quickly shoved their textbooks back into their bags.

At this time, Gohan had finally come out of his shock. He briefly wondered why everyone was putting their books away before he turned to face the front of the classroom.

His gaze was drawn to something that Vegeta had brought in with him and placed on his desk. What he saw made Gohan laugh hysterically, causing everyone in the room to look at him like he was mad.

With his excellent saiyan vision, Gohan was able to see what was written on the frying pan, and he could also tell that it was Bulma's handwriting. It said:

"VEGETA, YOU LEAVE THESE KIDS ALONE. IF YOU EVEN BEGIN TO THINK ABOUT HURTING THEM, LOOK AT THIS ULTIMATE WEAPON OF SAIYAN DESTRUCTION AND REMEMBER WHAT I WILL DO TO YOU. ALSO, YOU WILL BE SLEEPING ON THE COUCH FOR A YEAR!! love bulma"

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Hehehe! I hope you liked this chapter. That frying pan will be haunting Vegeta until the end of his days. Will Vegeta heed the warning or will the students push him too far, and how is Gohan going to cope with the class. Afterall, what does Vegeta know about the history of Earth?