Chapter 18

Rehearsal - Part 2

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"YOU HUMANS ARE WORTHLESS!" screamed Vegeta as his face became a bright red, "YOU CALL THIS ACTING?!" Vegeta stomped off of the stage in rage as some of the students stood back watching the saiyan prince rant on about their mistakes. They were all scared of him now... no, scared would be an understatement. They were TERRIFIED!

"At least our acting skills are more like of these 'saiyans' that you portray! How would you know the way we should react if this alien race is just a few made up characters of a fiction story?!" shouted back one foolish, brave soul.

Everyone could have sworn that they heard tires screeching as Vegeta stopped where he was. He looked back at the teenaged boy. His face was emotionless. And then it was the beginning of the end for the student. Vegeta continued to stare at the student as he powered up, soon his hair turning gold and his eyes becoming teal. Everyone but Trunks, Goten, Goku, and Tekego gasped.

"Y-you are a GOLD FIGHTER!" shouted a random student. All of them seemed to have become weak knees, soon falling to the floor or holding onto a wall for support. Vegeta continued to stare at the boy and he raised a hand up to the boy. And soon a ki ball came forth from his palm. He threw it at the teen.

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Hearing much shouting from the stage, Sakura sighed as she walked out of the room she was in. With a violin in her hand, she stomped down the hallway. 'They better not destroy that SET! Or I swear they would...'

"OH MY GOODNESS!" she exclaimed bringing a free hand to her mouth. Her eyes were wide as she noticed a supersaiyan prince throwing a ki ball to the stage, at a random student. Running up to the stage hoping her efforts on saving student's life would be possible, she gasped as the ball seemed to hit a teen student dead on. She gasped as he fell over with a HUGE burn mark on his chest.

All students seemed to have all feeling in their legs as they all ran up to the student to see if he was dead or not. They were surprised to see him alive, with just with a third degree burn... ouch...

Sakura glared at Vegeta as he just stood there with a smirk on his face. All teen students seemed to turn to the prince as he spoke up.

"That will serve you right weakling; no one will call the race I rule 'just fiction characters' because I AM the Saiyan Prince!" Insert many gasps.

*SLAP, CRACK POING, SLAP*

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!" shouted Vegeta as he held his head and rubbed his face. Sakura crossed her arms as she carried a now beyond repair-damaged violin. All of the strings on the instrument snapped in half as they hit the saiyan prince in the head dead on along with the wooden shape of the instrument, which was now in tiny splinters.

"You will NEVER threaten a student like that!" she exclaimed. The saiyans in the room gulped; she was acting JUST like Chichi at that moment. Goku could envision Chichi standing behind Sakura and patting her head congratulating her as if she was a dog who had done something good. He shuddered. That was NOT a good sign.

Vegeta scowled at the female. "YOU will DIE for attacking ME with THAT!" he exclaimed pointing to the now shattered violin. She crossed her arms.

"And what?! I am aware that I am the only known unmated saiyan female in this universe! If you destroy me, then there is just no way there will be anymore full blooded saiyans!!!!" she shouted in his ear. Vegeta slightly winced. Sure, he was aware of that... but he thought she would end up marrying another human as the saiyans before her had. He crossed his arms.

"And what makes you think you would be the one to become mated with a fill blooded saiyan? If I recall, the only full-blooded saiyans were myself, Kakarot, and your family!" exclaimed the prince.

She looked at him with a 'whatever' expression, "Then why had my parents gone out into space to bring back the saiyans they found not long ago? If I may recall, they were found when they were still on the search for me." She then gasped; she just made a bad mistake.

"WHAT?!" Sakura winced as the prince grabbed her arms, "TELL ME! How many saiyans were found?! And when?!" The saiyan female laughed nervously as she placed a hand over her hip.

"A few more saiyans should be joining us soon..." she stated slowly. "My parents kind of wanted to surprise you," she looked to the prince who stood there in shock. Then it became a huge, evil smirk.

Sakura looked to Trunks who just stood there blinking, "Your dad is scaring me." Trunks chuckled nervously as he placed a hand behind his head.

It was then, a random teenage girl shrieked, "OH MY GOSH! YOU'RE A SAIYAN?!" A sweatdrop formed in the back of the saiyans' head. This was going to be a LONG day indeed.

Vegeta, totally forgetting about wanting to kill someone, turned to Goku who sat there dumbly. "KAKAROT!" Goku looked to the prince.

"Yeah?" he asked. He was lounging back in one of the chairs.

"Get my father and Bardock," he looked back to the students on the stage, "I think we'll need much help to get these weaklings into shape for the saiyans parts."

Goku nodded as he placed two fingers to his forehead, but he looked back to Vegeta, "What about my brother... and Nappa?" he asked. Vegeta nodded.

"We'll most defiantly need their help."

"Okay..." and with that, Goku vanished before everyone's eyes. All the non- saiyan students gasped once again, one of them fainted. The saiyans, yet again, had a huge sweatdrop fall from the side of their head. As soon as Goku had left, he returned with all four saiyans. They all blinked and looked around. Then soon became angry.

"Why are we here?!" exclaimed King Vegeta as he glared at Goku. The naïve saiyan chuckled as he wrapped an arm around the kings' shoulder, "You see... These students," He pointed to the ones on the stage, "Need help from 'professionals'." The king looked to Goku raising an eyebrow.

"What are you saying? You are not making much sense!" Goku chuckled.

"King Vegeta, King Vegeta, King Vegeta... You will need to teach these teens to be more saiyan like," Goku stated simply. The king paused.

"So basically you are asking me to teach these weaklings to be like saiyans?" asked the king. Goku scratched his head before nodding.

"Yes, that's exactly what I'm asking," stated the tall saiyan to the king.

"What do I get in return, because I AM sacrificing my precious time from the soap opera hour to teach these earthlings something VERY important?"

Goku thought for a moment removing his hand from the king's shoulder. He began to pace. "How about... I teach you to become super saiyan in re-"

"I'LL DO IT!" exclaimed the king with a HUGE, and I mean HUGE grin. Goku chuckled nervously as he placed a hand behind his head. "Okay then!" He turned to the students with a wide grin.

"Senior Vegeta had agreed to teach you all to be saiyan like!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. All students cheered before they were cut off.

"SILENCE! ALL OF YOU!" exclaimed the king as he flew to the stage with his arms crossed. He glared at all the students, "Now... the first thing you should know to be saiyan is to BOW DOWN BEFORE ROYALTY!"

The students blinked, "What do you mean?" asked one student. Another asked, "How could you do that floating thingy?!" And the most ridiculous question that was asked was, "What do the royals look like."

The saiyan men, except Goku blinked at the boy's stupid question while King Vegeta began to twitch. Trunks leaned over to the student whispering in his ear, "I think it would be a good idea to run..." The teen didn't need to be told twice before he ran away from the stage not looking back. After what Prince Vegeta had done to the boy earlier, anything was now possible; the unexpected were to be expected.

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Okay... Chapter is out... And I'm extremely tired... I have been working after school for drama... and the production for the play I'm in will be on Saturday (all afternoon) and Sunday ( part of the afternoon)... I apologize for not updating in a while and I do thank everyone who had reviewed. I just wish more people would review this fic or I may just stop it where it is... I have other things to worry about, so if you want this story to continue, just take a moment out of your time to say a few words about what you think of my story/s it would be greatly appreciated. For now... I'm going to sleep. Laters!

-Takuma