Would like to say, I hate people that don't have balls enough to put their name, but have no problem flaming. I don't mind flames, as long as they have a reason why the fic sucked, writing that you want the author to go to hell and that the fic was a piece of shit, then not putting your name is really pathetic, you little bitches. I am no longer accepting anonymous reviews, I'm just, already, sick of it. Oh, and quite frankly, I don't give a shit what people think of my name, I like it, it's just a combo of some of my favorite things, if you don't like you can bend over and take it up the tail pipe. The rest of you,
Enjoy.
Return of the Prince
"Well, looks like we have quite the little battle on our hands don't we." Gohan said to the other two floating there. Vegeta had finally realized what he had done after staring at the rubble for around fifteen minutes. Gohan had been making signals to Trunks behind Vegeta's back.
"What have I done, I, I, I... No it was you, you pathetic twerp, you have destroyed the great empire of..." Vegeta turned around to find no one there, "Where have you gone?" He asked nobody. "Gohan, Trunks, I will kill you." He screamed in the air. The sound beneath him was rising as more and more soldiers gathered near the rubble of the palace, but they held off their fire.
"He will kill us for this, you do realize that, right?" Trunks asked Gohan.
"If he wants a piece of this, he can come and get. I'll be ready for him any day and every day." Gohan said with a smug smirk on his face. They had shot off away from Vegeta and then dove down, the were now hovering around a hundred meters off the ground. They landed and suddenly heard hundreds of angry saiyans release their powers upwards. They started running so that they wouldn't be pulled in again. They ran down an alley and grabbed their normal clothes and slipped them on.
"Alright lets get going, before we leave I want to try out an authentic saiyan pub." Gohan said, still carrying his armor. They walked into a bar and sat down.
"Why are you still carrying that thing around?" Trunks asked Gohan.
"A lot of hard work and ingenuity went into the making of this, it would be a shame to just throw it away, besides you never know when a saiyan armor suit may come in handy." Gohan explained.
"Here you are sirs, complements of the house, for two saiyan elites." The bartender said, setting down two brimming, frothy glasses of amber liquid.
"How did you know that we were elites?" Trunks asked the bartender, Gohan was already sucking down his mug of beer.
"The elite armor, of course." The bartender said, shrugging, and then walking away.
"Well, Gohan, when you're right, you're right." Trunks said, taking a sip of the beer. Gohan pulled the glass away to reveal a very sheepish smile, with an accompanying moustache of froth around his top lip.
"So what do you want to do now?" Trunks asked Gohan as they walked down the street.
"I don't know maybe we ca..." He stopped his sentence and stopped walking, instead just stared into the open doors of one of the street side buildings.
"What is it?"
"Look." Gohan said pointing in at a couple of women. "Do you know what those are, saiyan women."
"Sweeet."
"Lets go inside, and introduce ourselves." Gohan slyly remarked. They walked inside and started talking to the women. I t turns out that they thought Gohan and Trunks were a couple of hunks and wanted to further their relationship (wait what relationship, forget it). They all went back to the girls place and had a little fun. (I would go into details, but I want this to get posted so I won't.)
"Where did you little twerps go?" Vegeta continued to scream. He had looked around for five minutes and still hadn't figured it out. A roar from below him went up and then a large pool of glowing balls could be seen from the hands of the warriors below. He didn't even want to care, all he was concerned about was getting his hands on the necks of the both of them. Suddenly a roar went up as all of the energy balls were launched. Most of them missed but the ones that did score hits did no damage for they were extremely weak, in comparison to the super saiyan. Vegeta started to get annoyed by the constant bombardment of the little pecks. HE started to charge up a blast in his hands and then held his feet up ehind him, pulled his hands back above his head, and then forced his whole body forward, (I don't think I described that correctly, it was supposed to be like his attacks against Freiza, just before he died.), the blast grew larger as it neared the ground and then hit the surface of the planet. The warriors had cleared out of the way fast enough, amazingly, and the blast caused an enormous explosion, sending all of them flying into the air and incinerating most of them.
"Now where are you." Vegeta yelled again, figuring he was done with the bunch of fighters, which he was.
Please review, and as I said before I don't mind flames, well more so bad reviews as long as there is a reason. See ya, let me know hat you want to happen to Trunks, I already have an opinion on Gohan and Vegeta, but any suggestions I would be thankful for. Bye.
