A/N : So, your back for more huh? Yayness! It's good to know I'm keeping
people interested. Well, not much to say up here today. Except somethings I
may have forgotten to mention.
First thing, when I wrote this, I didn't think about differing between King Vejita and Vegeta. I tried to change King Vegeta to Vejita for the most part, but I missed a few. If I missed it, I probably at least made it clear that it was King Vegeta and not Vegeta.
Second, I know this is late but when they talk and * * these things are around it instead of " ", they a speaking telepathically. ' ' And those are use for thought.
Last, some may think I'm making King Vejita OOC, but really. Have you seen the episode he shows up in? You know, where Vegeta has that dream about Goku and Trunks? His father seemed pretty nice to him in that dream! Nicer than Vegeta was to Miari Trunks. So that just gives me the feeling that maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all.
Disclaimer : I don't own DBZ. (Ooo, deja vu...)
CHAPTER 10 : Prince Trunks!! The way to be a Saiyan!!
Trunks, despite being tired from sparring, found it very hard to sleep that night. He and his family had been taken to live separately from the Sons.
"Of course," said Vegeta," We don't live in the same house as them when we are on Earth and we aren't going to start now."
After that they had then been led to the palace. Yes, a real palace! The structure was huge. It even dwarfed Capsule Corp.
"What did you expect?" Vegeta had told him," This is the where the royal family lives. It has to be impressive."
"It will take you a while to get used to it," King Vejita said,"But you will. Now all of you get some rest. Tomorrow you become true Saiyans."
Trunks had been dying to ask what he meant by, 'true Saiyans, ' but Vegeta had given him a look that told him not to ask questions. Normally, he'd ignore him, but this place was foreign territory to him. So for once, he decided to listen to his father.
The next morning, Trunks was awoken by a guard. "Sir, the king and prince request your attendance at once."
"Ne?" said Trunks, still groggy from sleeping," Okay, just a sec..."
"Would you like me to escort you to them after you dress?' "Yeah, sure. Just wait outside." The man left and Trunks dressed quickly. He didn't think keeping his father waiting was the smartest thing to do in the morning.
When he reached the room they were waiting for him in, Vegeta said, "Took you long enough, brat. You waste too much time sleeping."
"Gomen," he said, with only a hint of sarcasm in his voice," What are we doing?"
"We have to get you two looking like proper Saiyans," said King Vejita.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see," he said. Then a group of men and women came in. Not soldiers, Trunks knew by the way they were dressed, but what?
*Otousan, what are they?*he asked privately.
*Those....oh.. what are they called on Earth.. damn'. Hairdressers, fashion designers...that sort of thing.*
*Oh.*
*Now don't bother me, brat!* Trunks sighed.
The dressers went about examining him up and down. While they did this, Trunks could here them whispering in some language he didn't understand.
"Ri ahsih forol octah tst ahw? Driewo sskool ti."
"Huh wonki."
"Sey esi hdna."
"Ta htegn ahc ottog ev ew."
Trunks couldn't tell what they were doing most of the time, but he did know they cut his hair and dyed it black. They seemed satisfied with their selves as they worked. When they were done, one of them gave him a blue suit like the one that he'd seen his father wear a lot. They shoved him into a room and (Trunks guessed) told him to change. He slid on the blue spandex suit, white boots and gloves with no trouble. When he got to the chest armor, it took him a while to realize it stretched over his head.
'Strange material,' he thought, pulling it on. When he was dressed, he left the room. The dressers nodded with approval, examining him again. One lead him to a full length mirror so he could see.
He almost fell down from shock. He looked almost exactly like Vegeta! His hair had been cut shorter and it stood straight up like Vegeta's. They'd also changed his eye color to black. The look of surprise was about the only thing that made him look un-Vegeta like.
Just then, Vegeta and his father came in. His father didn't look different, except he was wearing a new suit of armor like his own. They too, looked him over.
"Bo jdo oog. Evae lwo n!" King Vejitta said to them. They bowed and left. "Well," he said to Trunks," What do you think?"
"I....uh...it's different.." he said.
"It's much better," said Vegeta.
"Of course it is!" said King Vejita," If your going to be the new prince, you should at least look Saiyan."
"But.. I," he stuttered," I'm not the prince. Otousan is. Isn't he?"
"Not for long. Today at five o'clock sharp he will become king of Veijita- sei. That leaves you to be the prince."
"What about Kaasan? And Bra?"
"You mother will be the queen and your sister a princess. However, both positions fall under the prince and king. And there is no real commotion caused about it."
"And what about you?"
"An assistant to the royal family. As a member of it, I still hold a high and respected place among the people. Besides, you hardly even know what your doing anyway. You'll need an extra hand around while fulfilling your position."
"But what if we decide to go back to Earth? What then?"
"If that happens we'll deal with it when the time comes. Now, for the next few days, you and the rest of your family will be attending lessons with those others from your planet. But later you will seperate."
"Lessons? For what?"
The king laughed, "Well, you have to learn the customs and language of the Saiyan. You may have noticed that not everyone hear speaks your language. Most don't. We use translating chips. They contain over 5,000 galactical languages. But if you want to be able to do anything on this planet, you need to learn Saiyan- go."
"Enough playing around," Vegeta said, tired of the questions." Let's go eat."
The king nodded, "Yes, let's go."
They arrived in the eating hall where Bulma and Bra were waiting for them. Bulma nearly had a cow when she saw Trunks.
"Oh my god!" she yelled, coming over to them," They got you too. What happened Trunks-kun? You are Trunks right?" He nodded. "Vegeta!" she said," What did you do to him?"
"Calm down woman!" he said.
"Yes, please," said King Vejita," I think the boy looks fine."
"You stay out of this!" she told him. Trunks walked over to Bra, who also had black hair and eyes. They'd given her a short hair cut too.
"Well you look nice," he said.
"I don't know," she said," Niisan, why do we have to wear these funny clothes?"
"Just go with it. Did Kaasan freak when she saw you?"
"Yeah. She wouldn't let them do it to her though."
He laughed, "Somehow I figured she wouldn't."
"I can't wait to see Pan-chan. We get to go over to their house after breakfast. Tousan promised me."
"That's good," he agreed,"I have a lot to talk to Goten about."
~~~~
"Trunks-kun!" Goten gasped," Is that you?"
"Yeah, I know," he laughed," Kinda freaky, ne?"
Goten nodded. "Hey Gohan, check this out."
Gohan laughed, "Well if I thought you looked like Vegeta before...Man, this is gonna take some getting used to."
"Bra?" said Pan," What did they do to you?" Bra shrugged.
"I don't no. But these outfits are so 70's."
"If you say so," she said," I kinda like them."
"Yeah," said Gohan," They made us wear some too. It fits prefect."
"I never saw something that was hard and stretchy at the same time," said Goten.
"Except my mom's cooking," Trunks whispered.
"I heard that," Bulma said, turning to them. They laughed.
"So," said Goten," Did ya hear about those classes we got to go to?"
Bra nodded. "We have to learn a whole new language! How are we gonna remember all that?"
Gohan shrugged.
"Speaking of those," said Vejita," Your first one starts in 10 minutes."
Chichi, upon hearing about lessons, "Well hurry up you guys! You can't be late for school."
Gohan sighed, "She'll never change...."
The lessons they had took place in the palace. Normally, Gohan, Goten, and Pan would have gone to another place instead of coming here at all. The palace was largely off limits.
However, King Vejita thought maybe I'd be best to keep them together. Even if it was only for the first few lessons.
'He sure is different than I thought he would be,' thought Trunks,' Form the way father acts, I always imagined him as some sort of tyrant.'
"Man Trunks-kun," said Goten," Your grandfather's kinda intimidating, ne?"
"Not really," said Trunks," He seems okay. He's the one who got you guys to be able to come to the palace with us."
"That's true," Goten agreed," Just how big is this castle-thing you guys are living in anyway?"
Just then the palace came in view. (In case you were wondering, they were traveling by hover-mobile.)
Goten's jaw hit the floor. "Gee wiz!" he said," It's huge! It's bigger than huge! It's gargantuen!"
"Gargantuen?"Trunks said.
"Whatever," he said, still stunned,"That's where we're going?" Trunks nodded.
They got out and were led to a room in the north wing of the castle. It led to a open field of cleared desert.
"What do you think we're gonna do here?" whispered Goten. Trunks shrugged. King Vegeta came up to the group of Saiyans.
"Well before we can do anything, we have to complete your Saiyan transformations."
"Ne?" said Gohan," Is he going to make us turn into SuperSaiyans or something?"
"No," said the king,"something better."
"Better than a Super Saiyan?" Goten asked.
"Yes. You see, Super Saiyan transformations are much more common now than they were. That was because we discovered the reason there were so few Super Saiyans was because you had to get rid of your tail to do it.
"Now when a Saiyan doesn't have his tail, it's a form of embarrassment. It's a great price to pay for such power. So our scientist have formed a solution of some sort that allows you to become a Super Saiyan while also keeping your tail."
"But what does it matter? If our tails are already gone...?"Trunks asked," There's not a way to get them back is there...?"
King Vejita smiled. "Of course there is."
Goku's face lit up. "Oh! I know what we're doing!"
"For once," muttered Vegeta.
Just then, a guard walked in and muttered something to King Vejita.
"Well, I have to go," he said," Vegeta, you know what to do, right?" Vegeta nodded. When he had left, Vegeta turned to them.
"Eww," said Bra," We use to have tails? Like he does?"
"Yes," said Vegeta," And once we get them back, you'll feel a lot better."
"Cool!" said Pan," How do we get them back?" Vegeta put out his hand.
"Watch," he commanded. He formed what looked like a ki blast, only it felt different.
"What is that....?" asked Trunks.
No one answer, they all just stared.
Trunks was beginning to feel funny. He tried to take his eyes off the orb, but he felt enchanted by it. Like it held some power over him.
His skin began to tingle. He felt something churn in him. It was that same feeling he'd gotten when they'd first landed on this planet. Only this time, it was much more powerful.
From far off, he heard this low, deep, growling noise. He tried to reason where it was coming from, when he realized, it was him.
Finally, he was able to look away from the powerful light in his father's palm. He looked down at his arm. Quite suddenly, it began to grow. He began to grow. He felt him self become larger, stronger, more powerful. He'd never felt such a feeling of release in his life. He'd never felt so free.
The feeling overcame him, taking over his senses and intoxicating his mind. He tried to keep his mind focused, but it was lost as he let himself be drowned in the tidal wave of power.
A/N : Well, that be all for now. I might not up date for a while, but we'll see what happens. I think I might be away for a few days. But please, give me reveiws! Just because I can't update doesn't mean I can't check up on my reviews from a different computer. ^_~ Also, I'm busy writing the sequel to this ( yes a sequel! *gasp* ) and I want it to be done before I post the end of the story. (although the end is still a ways off) But I want to finish it in plenty of time. With school coming, I won't have as much time to write as I do now. *sigh* Oh well. r&r.
(BTW: The first person to reveiw who can tell me how to decipher the Saiya- go gets a prize! That's right, if you can figure out the code I used to write Saiya-go, you can understand what the characters are saying! Wouldn't you like that? *grin*)
First thing, when I wrote this, I didn't think about differing between King Vejita and Vegeta. I tried to change King Vegeta to Vejita for the most part, but I missed a few. If I missed it, I probably at least made it clear that it was King Vegeta and not Vegeta.
Second, I know this is late but when they talk and * * these things are around it instead of " ", they a speaking telepathically. ' ' And those are use for thought.
Last, some may think I'm making King Vejita OOC, but really. Have you seen the episode he shows up in? You know, where Vegeta has that dream about Goku and Trunks? His father seemed pretty nice to him in that dream! Nicer than Vegeta was to Miari Trunks. So that just gives me the feeling that maybe he wasn't such a bad guy after all.
Disclaimer : I don't own DBZ. (Ooo, deja vu...)
CHAPTER 10 : Prince Trunks!! The way to be a Saiyan!!
Trunks, despite being tired from sparring, found it very hard to sleep that night. He and his family had been taken to live separately from the Sons.
"Of course," said Vegeta," We don't live in the same house as them when we are on Earth and we aren't going to start now."
After that they had then been led to the palace. Yes, a real palace! The structure was huge. It even dwarfed Capsule Corp.
"What did you expect?" Vegeta had told him," This is the where the royal family lives. It has to be impressive."
"It will take you a while to get used to it," King Vejita said,"But you will. Now all of you get some rest. Tomorrow you become true Saiyans."
Trunks had been dying to ask what he meant by, 'true Saiyans, ' but Vegeta had given him a look that told him not to ask questions. Normally, he'd ignore him, but this place was foreign territory to him. So for once, he decided to listen to his father.
The next morning, Trunks was awoken by a guard. "Sir, the king and prince request your attendance at once."
"Ne?" said Trunks, still groggy from sleeping," Okay, just a sec..."
"Would you like me to escort you to them after you dress?' "Yeah, sure. Just wait outside." The man left and Trunks dressed quickly. He didn't think keeping his father waiting was the smartest thing to do in the morning.
When he reached the room they were waiting for him in, Vegeta said, "Took you long enough, brat. You waste too much time sleeping."
"Gomen," he said, with only a hint of sarcasm in his voice," What are we doing?"
"We have to get you two looking like proper Saiyans," said King Vejita.
"What do you mean?"
"You'll see," he said. Then a group of men and women came in. Not soldiers, Trunks knew by the way they were dressed, but what?
*Otousan, what are they?*he asked privately.
*Those....oh.. what are they called on Earth.. damn'. Hairdressers, fashion designers...that sort of thing.*
*Oh.*
*Now don't bother me, brat!* Trunks sighed.
The dressers went about examining him up and down. While they did this, Trunks could here them whispering in some language he didn't understand.
"Ri ahsih forol octah tst ahw? Driewo sskool ti."
"Huh wonki."
"Sey esi hdna."
"Ta htegn ahc ottog ev ew."
Trunks couldn't tell what they were doing most of the time, but he did know they cut his hair and dyed it black. They seemed satisfied with their selves as they worked. When they were done, one of them gave him a blue suit like the one that he'd seen his father wear a lot. They shoved him into a room and (Trunks guessed) told him to change. He slid on the blue spandex suit, white boots and gloves with no trouble. When he got to the chest armor, it took him a while to realize it stretched over his head.
'Strange material,' he thought, pulling it on. When he was dressed, he left the room. The dressers nodded with approval, examining him again. One lead him to a full length mirror so he could see.
He almost fell down from shock. He looked almost exactly like Vegeta! His hair had been cut shorter and it stood straight up like Vegeta's. They'd also changed his eye color to black. The look of surprise was about the only thing that made him look un-Vegeta like.
Just then, Vegeta and his father came in. His father didn't look different, except he was wearing a new suit of armor like his own. They too, looked him over.
"Bo jdo oog. Evae lwo n!" King Vejitta said to them. They bowed and left. "Well," he said to Trunks," What do you think?"
"I....uh...it's different.." he said.
"It's much better," said Vegeta.
"Of course it is!" said King Vejita," If your going to be the new prince, you should at least look Saiyan."
"But.. I," he stuttered," I'm not the prince. Otousan is. Isn't he?"
"Not for long. Today at five o'clock sharp he will become king of Veijita- sei. That leaves you to be the prince."
"What about Kaasan? And Bra?"
"You mother will be the queen and your sister a princess. However, both positions fall under the prince and king. And there is no real commotion caused about it."
"And what about you?"
"An assistant to the royal family. As a member of it, I still hold a high and respected place among the people. Besides, you hardly even know what your doing anyway. You'll need an extra hand around while fulfilling your position."
"But what if we decide to go back to Earth? What then?"
"If that happens we'll deal with it when the time comes. Now, for the next few days, you and the rest of your family will be attending lessons with those others from your planet. But later you will seperate."
"Lessons? For what?"
The king laughed, "Well, you have to learn the customs and language of the Saiyan. You may have noticed that not everyone hear speaks your language. Most don't. We use translating chips. They contain over 5,000 galactical languages. But if you want to be able to do anything on this planet, you need to learn Saiyan- go."
"Enough playing around," Vegeta said, tired of the questions." Let's go eat."
The king nodded, "Yes, let's go."
They arrived in the eating hall where Bulma and Bra were waiting for them. Bulma nearly had a cow when she saw Trunks.
"Oh my god!" she yelled, coming over to them," They got you too. What happened Trunks-kun? You are Trunks right?" He nodded. "Vegeta!" she said," What did you do to him?"
"Calm down woman!" he said.
"Yes, please," said King Vejita," I think the boy looks fine."
"You stay out of this!" she told him. Trunks walked over to Bra, who also had black hair and eyes. They'd given her a short hair cut too.
"Well you look nice," he said.
"I don't know," she said," Niisan, why do we have to wear these funny clothes?"
"Just go with it. Did Kaasan freak when she saw you?"
"Yeah. She wouldn't let them do it to her though."
He laughed, "Somehow I figured she wouldn't."
"I can't wait to see Pan-chan. We get to go over to their house after breakfast. Tousan promised me."
"That's good," he agreed,"I have a lot to talk to Goten about."
~~~~
"Trunks-kun!" Goten gasped," Is that you?"
"Yeah, I know," he laughed," Kinda freaky, ne?"
Goten nodded. "Hey Gohan, check this out."
Gohan laughed, "Well if I thought you looked like Vegeta before...Man, this is gonna take some getting used to."
"Bra?" said Pan," What did they do to you?" Bra shrugged.
"I don't no. But these outfits are so 70's."
"If you say so," she said," I kinda like them."
"Yeah," said Gohan," They made us wear some too. It fits prefect."
"I never saw something that was hard and stretchy at the same time," said Goten.
"Except my mom's cooking," Trunks whispered.
"I heard that," Bulma said, turning to them. They laughed.
"So," said Goten," Did ya hear about those classes we got to go to?"
Bra nodded. "We have to learn a whole new language! How are we gonna remember all that?"
Gohan shrugged.
"Speaking of those," said Vejita," Your first one starts in 10 minutes."
Chichi, upon hearing about lessons, "Well hurry up you guys! You can't be late for school."
Gohan sighed, "She'll never change...."
The lessons they had took place in the palace. Normally, Gohan, Goten, and Pan would have gone to another place instead of coming here at all. The palace was largely off limits.
However, King Vejita thought maybe I'd be best to keep them together. Even if it was only for the first few lessons.
'He sure is different than I thought he would be,' thought Trunks,' Form the way father acts, I always imagined him as some sort of tyrant.'
"Man Trunks-kun," said Goten," Your grandfather's kinda intimidating, ne?"
"Not really," said Trunks," He seems okay. He's the one who got you guys to be able to come to the palace with us."
"That's true," Goten agreed," Just how big is this castle-thing you guys are living in anyway?"
Just then the palace came in view. (In case you were wondering, they were traveling by hover-mobile.)
Goten's jaw hit the floor. "Gee wiz!" he said," It's huge! It's bigger than huge! It's gargantuen!"
"Gargantuen?"Trunks said.
"Whatever," he said, still stunned,"That's where we're going?" Trunks nodded.
They got out and were led to a room in the north wing of the castle. It led to a open field of cleared desert.
"What do you think we're gonna do here?" whispered Goten. Trunks shrugged. King Vegeta came up to the group of Saiyans.
"Well before we can do anything, we have to complete your Saiyan transformations."
"Ne?" said Gohan," Is he going to make us turn into SuperSaiyans or something?"
"No," said the king,"something better."
"Better than a Super Saiyan?" Goten asked.
"Yes. You see, Super Saiyan transformations are much more common now than they were. That was because we discovered the reason there were so few Super Saiyans was because you had to get rid of your tail to do it.
"Now when a Saiyan doesn't have his tail, it's a form of embarrassment. It's a great price to pay for such power. So our scientist have formed a solution of some sort that allows you to become a Super Saiyan while also keeping your tail."
"But what does it matter? If our tails are already gone...?"Trunks asked," There's not a way to get them back is there...?"
King Vejita smiled. "Of course there is."
Goku's face lit up. "Oh! I know what we're doing!"
"For once," muttered Vegeta.
Just then, a guard walked in and muttered something to King Vejita.
"Well, I have to go," he said," Vegeta, you know what to do, right?" Vegeta nodded. When he had left, Vegeta turned to them.
"Eww," said Bra," We use to have tails? Like he does?"
"Yes," said Vegeta," And once we get them back, you'll feel a lot better."
"Cool!" said Pan," How do we get them back?" Vegeta put out his hand.
"Watch," he commanded. He formed what looked like a ki blast, only it felt different.
"What is that....?" asked Trunks.
No one answer, they all just stared.
Trunks was beginning to feel funny. He tried to take his eyes off the orb, but he felt enchanted by it. Like it held some power over him.
His skin began to tingle. He felt something churn in him. It was that same feeling he'd gotten when they'd first landed on this planet. Only this time, it was much more powerful.
From far off, he heard this low, deep, growling noise. He tried to reason where it was coming from, when he realized, it was him.
Finally, he was able to look away from the powerful light in his father's palm. He looked down at his arm. Quite suddenly, it began to grow. He began to grow. He felt him self become larger, stronger, more powerful. He'd never felt such a feeling of release in his life. He'd never felt so free.
The feeling overcame him, taking over his senses and intoxicating his mind. He tried to keep his mind focused, but it was lost as he let himself be drowned in the tidal wave of power.
A/N : Well, that be all for now. I might not up date for a while, but we'll see what happens. I think I might be away for a few days. But please, give me reveiws! Just because I can't update doesn't mean I can't check up on my reviews from a different computer. ^_~ Also, I'm busy writing the sequel to this ( yes a sequel! *gasp* ) and I want it to be done before I post the end of the story. (although the end is still a ways off) But I want to finish it in plenty of time. With school coming, I won't have as much time to write as I do now. *sigh* Oh well. r&r.
(BTW: The first person to reveiw who can tell me how to decipher the Saiya- go gets a prize! That's right, if you can figure out the code I used to write Saiya-go, you can understand what the characters are saying! Wouldn't you like that? *grin*)