Chapter 10: Who's Jax?
Murico grinned evilly as she looked up at the strong Prince, a plan twisting in her physic mind.
Vegeta held her up by the ragged collar of her shirt, and he gazed into the conniving eyes of the alien, and felt discomfort come over him. He had watched the fight quietly, and had assessed that this creature had the ability to read and control minds and bodies of others. The last thing he needed was a foreign alien using him to kill another. If he was going to kill someone, he was going to do it on his own accord-not because of some filthy user!
He threw her to the ground, and began to walk away.
"Wait!" Murico cried, "What about your information? I can tell you anything you want to know about Jax!"
But Vegeta didn't even stop. Murico leaped forward in a desperate attempt, grasping at his leg. Growling, Vegeta immediately kicked to the side and slammed the stubborn Murico into the concrete wall.
"Ah!" she cried out, more fresh blood pouring from her mouth and a fresh gash opening up on the side of her head, dampening her green hair with the vile red.
He snarled, and replied, "Do not touch me, you pathetic being." His gaze bore into her desperate eyes, and she felt a shiver go up her spine at his stone-cold stare.
Murico coughed, and tired to sit up. She wiped the blood from her mouth, and said, "What makes you on a higher level than me?" then she coughed again, and wiped more blood from the side of her mouth.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, and he snarled, "As a matter of fact, I am much higher above!" he exclaimed, and slammed Murico into the wall again.
"I am the Prince of all Sayians, you sniveling, conniving piece of filth!" he snarled, standing over the withering Murico, "You dare to try and use me! And then waste my time with your pathetic attempts! You're despicable, and you're lucky I'm not allowed to kill anyone on this pathetic mud ball!" Then he kicked her again, and stalked off, grumbling about stupid lower- class aliens.
Vegeta walked down the hallway, looking around at all the pathetic humans in their perfect, yet mentally screwed over environment called school. It sometimes made him feel like an outsider, a scientist, watching strange creatures through plexi-glass. He hated all missions that had anything to do with hiding his true identity, and he was on one. Needless to say, it wasn't helping his mood lately; that and his hate of not knowing what was going on. A whirlwind of questions concerning the appealing blue-haired female spun around in his head like constantly changing, growing larger and confusing tornado. He shook his head and rubbed it, already feeling a migraine coming on. He slipped into the library, and sat down, leaning down and rubbing his aching head. As he nursed his confusion, he caught the words of a few teen boys sitting near by.
"Dude, I could, like, look up your girlfriend and get all of her stats."
"Stats? Like what?"
"Like her grades since kindergarten, where she lives, when and where she was born-anything."
"Cool! So how do we do it?"
"Like this."
Vegeta heard one of them click and few times, type something in, and then double click again.
"Okay, this is a program I installed on the main computer system of the school, right?"
"Okay."
"So no matter what computer you go to, all you have to do is got to My Computer, click on shared files, then click on administrative, then click on the file titled 'Upper Faculty Only', and put in the password."
"So, dude, what's the password?"
"You promise not to tell anyone?"
"Totally, dude."
The smacked hands, and the other one replied, "Its 'Queer is dear, but chicks are hot'."
"Whoa. I never would've guessed, dude."
"I know."
A smirk crept on Vegeta's face, and he sat up and looked at the computer in front of him. Perfect.
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It was cool and breezy as B walked home with a towel around her neck still in her gym uniform of extremely short shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was up in a strange-shaped bun with her long, long hair, and a small portion of it from the very front was stuck to her face with sweat and the rest lying around her face.
Taking the edge of the towel around her neck, she wiped some of the sweat off the side of her face, and sighed, "Wow, Coach really worked us today." She looked up at the sky as it slowly darkened, and wondered aloud, "I wonder what happened to Murico."
"Oh, never mind her."
B whirled around to see that Vegeta, again, had exercised his habit of turning up when she least expected it. Her eyes narrowed.
"What do you want? And what's that supposed to mean?" Vegeta smirked and walked closer until he was only inches away from her, their noses almost touching. B flinched back, which only made Vegeta smirk all the more.
She stopped cold, totally frozen. He had never been this close to her! Her breathing completely stopped as he leaned closer, and whispered almost sensually in her ear, "I know who you are, Jax."
Her confused feeling quickly switched to fear and panic.
She jumped back, and demanded, "HOW?" Her eyes were wild. How could he have found out? She made sure to keep him away-or did she?
"Simple." He said, walking toward her again. "I have acute Sayian hearing, so all I had to do is listen in on the right conversation, and then use the information."
He come up close to her again, and said silently, "It's amazing what hacking programs can do."
Her teeth clenched, and her eyes narrowed. Around them nobody seemed to notice anything, even though the sidewalk was becoming crowded in the busy city.
Then suddenly, her panic became smugness.
"So, what did you find out?"
Vegeta stopped cold now, and hissed, "That you name is Jax-B, and you were the legendary space pirate, also rumored to be hired by many powerful organizations." She shrugged. "Thousands of people know that. How about my place of birth? My race? My parents? Got anything on that?"
Vegeta paused, and then snarled. "Why don't you tell me?" he hissed.
"Why don't you go find out yourself, if you're so smooth?" she spat back, and began to walk off until Vegeta grabbed her arm. She looked around at him, her eyes fierce and full of fire and emotion. He stopped, captivated by her eyes.
B girt her teeth, and demanded, "What?"
Vegeta quickly got out of his trance, and said, "I-I-I hate you!" then he ran off into the growing crowd of people.
B watched him leave in wonder, and then started to run home. Whatever was going on, it was weird, and she wanted no part in it.
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Vegeta lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling, eagle-spread. This was totally unreal to him, totally-well, wrong. He felt weak as he tried to sort out the strange feelings that were creeping into his mind. It seemed familiar, yet strange, like a long lost friend, just newly found. He toyed and played with the idea that this could be what human's called 'love' and then decided it was simply a weakness; a weakness that could screw his life over. And his hostility grew towards the blue-haired beauty.
He yawned and rolled over, looking out his balcony doors at the dark sky. Because of all the street lights, hardly a star was seen in the night sky.
'The stars are beautiful.' He thought, 'It's stupid of them to hide them. Beautiful-like B....'
"Whoa!" he exclaimed, and sat up quickly. He ran his hand through his hair, and looked around. Why did he just think that? Okay, that was a violation of all Sayian thinking unspoken and written codes. What was he doing? Were these stupid humans rubbing off on him? How annoying.....
He then yawned again, and fell back on his back, staring up at the plain white ceiling. He listened as Nappa got up, yawned, and walked across the hall to the bathroom to take a whiz before going back to bed. It was annoying to have good hearing during times like this, when you could hear another relieve themselves from another room across the hallway.
He sighed, and tried to block out the sound with his thoughts. But he knew he was unsuccessful when he found himself thinking, 'Man, how much does Nappa drink? He hasn't stopped for the past thirty seconds.'
He rolled his eyes, totally frustrated and disgusted with his thought; first about loving a possible human, the second about why Nappa has to pee so much.
'He's still going?' he thought curiously, and then snapped out of it. Nappa was his teammate, maybe even a friend, and he was thinking thoughts of the strangest degree about him! What was wrong with him?
He concluded that he was maybe going insane as he drifted off to sleep, but then his mind settled back on B, or Jax, or Bulma...no, wait, he liked Bulma better. It was prettier. It suited her, for her beauty...and her grace....and how she looked at him.....
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As I promised, love begins to blossom! Review please! Sorry it took so long to Update!!!!!!!
Love Ya' Always,
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Murico grinned evilly as she looked up at the strong Prince, a plan twisting in her physic mind.
Vegeta held her up by the ragged collar of her shirt, and he gazed into the conniving eyes of the alien, and felt discomfort come over him. He had watched the fight quietly, and had assessed that this creature had the ability to read and control minds and bodies of others. The last thing he needed was a foreign alien using him to kill another. If he was going to kill someone, he was going to do it on his own accord-not because of some filthy user!
He threw her to the ground, and began to walk away.
"Wait!" Murico cried, "What about your information? I can tell you anything you want to know about Jax!"
But Vegeta didn't even stop. Murico leaped forward in a desperate attempt, grasping at his leg. Growling, Vegeta immediately kicked to the side and slammed the stubborn Murico into the concrete wall.
"Ah!" she cried out, more fresh blood pouring from her mouth and a fresh gash opening up on the side of her head, dampening her green hair with the vile red.
He snarled, and replied, "Do not touch me, you pathetic being." His gaze bore into her desperate eyes, and she felt a shiver go up her spine at his stone-cold stare.
Murico coughed, and tired to sit up. She wiped the blood from her mouth, and said, "What makes you on a higher level than me?" then she coughed again, and wiped more blood from the side of her mouth.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, and he snarled, "As a matter of fact, I am much higher above!" he exclaimed, and slammed Murico into the wall again.
"I am the Prince of all Sayians, you sniveling, conniving piece of filth!" he snarled, standing over the withering Murico, "You dare to try and use me! And then waste my time with your pathetic attempts! You're despicable, and you're lucky I'm not allowed to kill anyone on this pathetic mud ball!" Then he kicked her again, and stalked off, grumbling about stupid lower- class aliens.
Vegeta walked down the hallway, looking around at all the pathetic humans in their perfect, yet mentally screwed over environment called school. It sometimes made him feel like an outsider, a scientist, watching strange creatures through plexi-glass. He hated all missions that had anything to do with hiding his true identity, and he was on one. Needless to say, it wasn't helping his mood lately; that and his hate of not knowing what was going on. A whirlwind of questions concerning the appealing blue-haired female spun around in his head like constantly changing, growing larger and confusing tornado. He shook his head and rubbed it, already feeling a migraine coming on. He slipped into the library, and sat down, leaning down and rubbing his aching head. As he nursed his confusion, he caught the words of a few teen boys sitting near by.
"Dude, I could, like, look up your girlfriend and get all of her stats."
"Stats? Like what?"
"Like her grades since kindergarten, where she lives, when and where she was born-anything."
"Cool! So how do we do it?"
"Like this."
Vegeta heard one of them click and few times, type something in, and then double click again.
"Okay, this is a program I installed on the main computer system of the school, right?"
"Okay."
"So no matter what computer you go to, all you have to do is got to My Computer, click on shared files, then click on administrative, then click on the file titled 'Upper Faculty Only', and put in the password."
"So, dude, what's the password?"
"You promise not to tell anyone?"
"Totally, dude."
The smacked hands, and the other one replied, "Its 'Queer is dear, but chicks are hot'."
"Whoa. I never would've guessed, dude."
"I know."
A smirk crept on Vegeta's face, and he sat up and looked at the computer in front of him. Perfect.
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It was cool and breezy as B walked home with a towel around her neck still in her gym uniform of extremely short shorts and a white tank top. Her hair was up in a strange-shaped bun with her long, long hair, and a small portion of it from the very front was stuck to her face with sweat and the rest lying around her face.
Taking the edge of the towel around her neck, she wiped some of the sweat off the side of her face, and sighed, "Wow, Coach really worked us today." She looked up at the sky as it slowly darkened, and wondered aloud, "I wonder what happened to Murico."
"Oh, never mind her."
B whirled around to see that Vegeta, again, had exercised his habit of turning up when she least expected it. Her eyes narrowed.
"What do you want? And what's that supposed to mean?" Vegeta smirked and walked closer until he was only inches away from her, their noses almost touching. B flinched back, which only made Vegeta smirk all the more.
She stopped cold, totally frozen. He had never been this close to her! Her breathing completely stopped as he leaned closer, and whispered almost sensually in her ear, "I know who you are, Jax."
Her confused feeling quickly switched to fear and panic.
She jumped back, and demanded, "HOW?" Her eyes were wild. How could he have found out? She made sure to keep him away-or did she?
"Simple." He said, walking toward her again. "I have acute Sayian hearing, so all I had to do is listen in on the right conversation, and then use the information."
He come up close to her again, and said silently, "It's amazing what hacking programs can do."
Her teeth clenched, and her eyes narrowed. Around them nobody seemed to notice anything, even though the sidewalk was becoming crowded in the busy city.
Then suddenly, her panic became smugness.
"So, what did you find out?"
Vegeta stopped cold now, and hissed, "That you name is Jax-B, and you were the legendary space pirate, also rumored to be hired by many powerful organizations." She shrugged. "Thousands of people know that. How about my place of birth? My race? My parents? Got anything on that?"
Vegeta paused, and then snarled. "Why don't you tell me?" he hissed.
"Why don't you go find out yourself, if you're so smooth?" she spat back, and began to walk off until Vegeta grabbed her arm. She looked around at him, her eyes fierce and full of fire and emotion. He stopped, captivated by her eyes.
B girt her teeth, and demanded, "What?"
Vegeta quickly got out of his trance, and said, "I-I-I hate you!" then he ran off into the growing crowd of people.
B watched him leave in wonder, and then started to run home. Whatever was going on, it was weird, and she wanted no part in it.
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Vegeta lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling, eagle-spread. This was totally unreal to him, totally-well, wrong. He felt weak as he tried to sort out the strange feelings that were creeping into his mind. It seemed familiar, yet strange, like a long lost friend, just newly found. He toyed and played with the idea that this could be what human's called 'love' and then decided it was simply a weakness; a weakness that could screw his life over. And his hostility grew towards the blue-haired beauty.
He yawned and rolled over, looking out his balcony doors at the dark sky. Because of all the street lights, hardly a star was seen in the night sky.
'The stars are beautiful.' He thought, 'It's stupid of them to hide them. Beautiful-like B....'
"Whoa!" he exclaimed, and sat up quickly. He ran his hand through his hair, and looked around. Why did he just think that? Okay, that was a violation of all Sayian thinking unspoken and written codes. What was he doing? Were these stupid humans rubbing off on him? How annoying.....
He then yawned again, and fell back on his back, staring up at the plain white ceiling. He listened as Nappa got up, yawned, and walked across the hall to the bathroom to take a whiz before going back to bed. It was annoying to have good hearing during times like this, when you could hear another relieve themselves from another room across the hallway.
He sighed, and tried to block out the sound with his thoughts. But he knew he was unsuccessful when he found himself thinking, 'Man, how much does Nappa drink? He hasn't stopped for the past thirty seconds.'
He rolled his eyes, totally frustrated and disgusted with his thought; first about loving a possible human, the second about why Nappa has to pee so much.
'He's still going?' he thought curiously, and then snapped out of it. Nappa was his teammate, maybe even a friend, and he was thinking thoughts of the strangest degree about him! What was wrong with him?
He concluded that he was maybe going insane as he drifted off to sleep, but then his mind settled back on B, or Jax, or Bulma...no, wait, he liked Bulma better. It was prettier. It suited her, for her beauty...and her grace....and how she looked at him.....
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As I promised, love begins to blossom! Review please! Sorry it took so long to Update!!!!!!!
Love Ya' Always,
IHearVoices
