Chapter 17

Rehearsal- Part 1

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Trunks held up a piece of paper as he looked around the large school stage. All of the props had been set in place, and the costumes arrived just yesterday. This play was going better than he had ever imagined! And to top it off, Sakura had convinced the music department to play during scenes. Everything was falling in place beautifully, except for one thing. Since there were human teens playing the parts of a saiyan, they would have to be taught how to fly and create ki blasts. Something Trunks wasn't too comfortable with. Maybe he could just use wires or something like that for the effect...

"Mr. Briefs?" Trunks blinked and turned around to face the drama teacher. Beside her stood a new student.

"Trunks, we have a new student, Kent." The two teens nodded to each other.

"You know..." started to teacher, "I think he will do a wonderful job of taking the part of the last saiyan guy on the 'Bardock' team!" Trunks paled, "The friend of Bardock?"

The teacher nodded enthusiastically. "Yes! Oh! He will do a fine job!" she stated walking off leaving the two teens behind.

'New student... great...' He turned away from the teen, "Kent, I'll take you to the head director of the play." And ending the conversation at that, the two left the stage quietly.

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Sakura plummeted into the soft dirt in the football field; Frieza had his arms crossed over his torso as he levitated a few feet above her.

"You know I will not make this any easier," taunted the teacher as he smirked to the growling student. She created a nice sized ki blast.

"Well then... if you don't think my defense is the greatest, then try THIS!" she threw the ball to Frieza.

Trunks walked out of the gym with Kent at his side and he looked into the air. There he found the sensei towering over one of his students who didn't seem too happy at the moment. The ball of energy caused the new student's eyes to widen, his mouth drop.

"SAKURA!" She paused as her name was called, and she turned to Trunks who waved to her. She carefully picked herself up from the ground making her way to them, her gym clothes completely ruined.

"Yeah?" she asked the hybrid saiyan prince as she placed a hand on her hip. Frieza soon joined her side keeping his arms crossed.

Trunks pointed to the new teen, "He'll be playing the part of Bardock's friend in the first act."

Sakura looked to him, a feint blush could be seen on her cheeks. She slightly lowered her head, "N-nice t-tto mee-et you..." she stuttered with a small smile. Kent nodded to her, not speaking a single word. She looked to Frieza, who just seemed to smirk at her and shake his head as if he knew something she didn't. She looked to her feet becoming nervous; Trunks could most defiantly sense it.

"I-I... have to go to the orchestra room..." and with that she ran off to the locker rooms.

Frieza chuckled, "It never ceases to amaze me on how you saiyans react to different emotions." Trunks raised an eyebrow; slowly catching on to what the teacher was saiyan. "Right..."

Trunks gasped, "And that reminds me! Goten's dad and my father are coming in a few moments!"

Frieza tilted his head to the side, "And that is because..."

"They want to teach, the students playing saiyan parts, how to 'act' saiyan," he stated mocking his father's tone of voice. Frieza nodded slowly before waving his hand to dismiss Trunks off to the stage. And with that hand motion Trunks few off to meet his father.

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Goku looked around the stage noticing the different props being used. He continued to 'oh' and 'aww' at the random items. Vegeta just stood there with his arms crossed. "I don't understand why you are even here," muttered the prince as he rubbed his temples with his fingers. Goku tilted his head.

"Why's that?" he asked. The naïve side was really starting to take control over the strong saiyan.

"Because you can't remember ANYTHING of the saiyan race!"

"So?"

Vegeta's head dropped before he looked into the sky, "WHY?!"

"DAD!" Both saiyans turned only for one of them to be completely tackled over, which so happened to be Goku. Goten looked down at his fallen father with a sheepish look on his face. He held a hand out for his father.

"Sorry dad," he stated helping up his father from the concrete. Vegeta crossed his arms as he glared at the young teen.

"Where's Trunks?" the prince asked.

"Right here." Vegeta jumped as he heard his son's voice in his ear. He slowly turned his head to come face to face with his eldest child. He glared while Trunks grinned like an idiot.

"Never do that again, or else." Trunks just kept the grin on his face not saying a word. It made Vegeta slowly edge away from his son. Trunks expression soon changed when a random student ran up to him.

"We're all in costume!" exclaimed the boy as he stood there like a statue. Both saiyans looked at the teen's costume. The bright orange wig and Ginyu Force symbol were a dead give away. Jheese. (Spelling?) Trunks nodded as the teen ran back behind stage.

"Why don't we play a scene from the beginning? The majority of the parts in Act one are of saiyans..." stated Trunks looking to both grown men. Vegeta nodded with his arms crossed.

"Yes, I want to see what these pansies can do." Trunks had a sweatdrop fall from the side of his head as he raised a hand up to his mouth.

"ACT ONE, SCENE ONE!" exclaimed Trunks. Both saiyans beside the hybrid prince slightly winced. Trunks nodded as he walked to backstage, and the curtains opened up.

The scene started up with Trunks sitting on a 'throne' with his chin resting on a fist. He had the very bored expression on his face as there were about six other teen guys standing there as guards. As if immediately, Tekego ran up the middle isle with an urgent look on his face, he leaped on to the stage with ease and went down on one knee to Trunks who sat up.

"Speak." Tekego looked up to the 'king'.

"Sire! We have a problem with our current mission..." Both Vegeta and Goku listened attentively, but the prince became a bit side tract when he noticed a few of the 'soldiers' whispering to each other as the conversation continued with the 'prince' and 'soldier'.

"STOP, STOP, STOP!" exclaimed Vegeta as he stomped up to the stage. His face was completely red from anger as he glared at the teen boys. They cowered slightly.

"You will NOT talk while THESE TWO," Vegeta pointed to Trunks and Tekego, "Are TALKING!" He crossed his arms, "If this would have been the REAL throne room, you would have been killed on the spot, OR you would have had your title ripped from your name to be of a lower class AND your tail would have been removed!" exclaimed Vegeta.

"What's so great about THAT?" asked one of the teens in a VERY smart-alecky way. A vein could be seen at the side of the prince's head.

Trunks looked at Goku who watched on in amazement. The hybrid sighed as he shlumped into the chair, "This is going to be a very long day..."