Chapter 23

Twins

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Trunks arrived at the school, and walked into the door leading to the cafeteria. Some how or another, the nineteen-year-old saiyan who arrived on earth just hours before had followed the prince, curious of what a 'play' was. As the two entered the door, Frieza was already in his 'costume' for the play. The original plan for his transformations... was... well to transform. But that was of course part of the 'special effects' that none of the students could quite explain. And near by Frieza was Tekego with his brothers. They looked chibi... about seven or eight... and a few random actors had arrived also already in costume. No sign of Sakura though...

He turned to the older saiyan teen, "You could sit in one of the chairs... and get comfortable... it may be a few minutes before we actually get started." With that Trunks went back stage to get his saiyan uniform on.

It had to have been about five minutes later, everyone was ready and there was still no sign of Sakura. That was till she walked in slowly holding an injured arm. Of course there was blood, and much of it too... All students gasped as she walked up to them looking around for some sort of cloth... or towel. Her brothers, younger ones, noticed this and gasped.

"Whoa... look at that blood!" exclaimed the hyper one of the two. Sakura rolled her eyes as one of the guys brought out a first aid kit.

"She must have sliced her arm good!" exclaimed the other as he poked her arm. She gave a hiss at the pressure added to her arm, which also led to a glare from his older sister. He visibly cowered.

"I need a sensu..." she muttered looking to Goten. The saiyan felt around in his pocket looking for one of the beans, but he found nothing. She gave a small shrug as he ran to where Trunks was.

In the mean time, they sat Sakura at one of the tables to clean and try to fix her wound. She slightly whimpered. Trunks came running out of the room he was in to find the female. She was most defiantly showing signs of loosing much blood.

Frieza crossed his arm as he looked to the wound. "If only we had a regeneration tank..." All looked to him strangely but the older saiyan teen, and Tekego of course.

"I'll call mom and ask if we have any sensu's left..." stated Goten picking up his cell. Trunks looked back to the female as he shook his head.

"If we don't have sensu's... you will have to go to the hospital to get that cut stitched up..." Sakura's eyes went white with fear.

"You wouldn't do that..." she stated.

He shook his head, "We need too. You're loosing much blood. And with your DNA that's almost unique, one of your relatives may have to donate..."

Sakura's face paled and she cringed. "I don't want to be needled..." she cried out softly. "I HATE shots! And I HATE needles!!!" she growled. Everyone around her visibly backed away from her as her eyes started to turn red. She then went back to sulking, "I'm gonna die..."

"You always say that Sakura," said Goten as he came back in the room with a smile. "Dad did have a sensu left and he's on his way right-"

"Hi son!" exclaimed Goku as he appeared in the room scaring the crap out of everyone.

"-now..." Goten gave a small chuckle as he waved to his dad.

"So, where's the patient?" asked the grown saiyan looking around.

"Right here..." she said softly with a pout on her face. Goku chuckled softly as he went to examine her arm.

"Wow... I don't think I've gotten an injury that bad since Gohan was five!"

"And Trunks said I would have to get stitches if there weren't any sensu's left..." Goku's face paled too as he gave a small gulp. "Needles?" She nodded slowly. He gave a nervous chuckle. "I hate needles..." muttered Sakura as she looked the other way becoming embarrassed...

Goku gasped, "Me too!" She looked back to him blinking.

"You do?" He nodded.

"Scared to death of them!"

Sakura gasped, "I am too!" He laughed as he handed her the bean.

"I think we both will get along just fine," he said with a smile. She nodded as she plopped the bean in her mouth and instantly healed when she swallowed it.

As if magic, the wound had completely healed awing the small crowd around them. Even Frieza seemed to raise an eyebrow (if he even had any) in amazement and Otogo couldn't help but tilt his mouth to the side as if in thinking mode. Sakura gave a small smirk before she got up and turned to the make-up artist who had been called to this unscheduled rehearsal. She pointed to her two younger brothers before stating, "Yasei is playing the part of Chibi Vegeta, and Ochitsuki is playing the part of Chibi Goku..." She then ran to the back completely ignoring the gasps from the human students who say her leap onto the stage, which did rise about five feet into the air.

The make-up artist turned to the two chibi's with a smile as they both looked up at her. "Okay... so which of you is Yasei?" she asked them nicely.

"I'm Yasei!" exclaimed one of the twins. The other glared at his brother, and pushed him hard and he slammed into a near by wall causing his brother's body shape to permanently embed itself into the school wall.

"No! I'm Yasei!" exclaimed the violent child. The teenaged human girl shrieked when the younger child fell from the wall and landed on his face. She looked back to the demon child before her exclaiming, "WHAT THE HELL?!" The evil twin smirked as he crossed his arms. The two young saiyans' brother, Tekego, began to walk up to them putting the finishing touches to his armor on.

"What's the problem?" he asked the female. She quickly turned around to him, her eyes widened as she pointed to the chibi who was picking him from the tilted floor.

"He- HE WAS SLAMMED INTO THE WALL!!!"

"So?" Tekego looked to the evil younger brother, "You better cooperate while at this school Yasei. If you harm Ochitsuki again, Sakura is going to give you a painfully slow death." The young brother's smirk fell into a frown with his arms still crossed.

"Why does she favor him so? He's a big baby!" exclaimed Yasei. "Why does she have to be all nice to him?!"

"Is that jealousy I'm seeing?" asked Trunks as he strolled to Tekego's side. The full-blooded saiyan smirked as the younger brother's face began red with embarrassment.

"I think it is..." replied Tekego. Yasei's face became the color of a stop sign; he muttered something under his breath before taking a seat on the other side of the room. The two teens noticed Ochitsuki rub his head and run to his brother.

The hybrid saiyan prince shook his head and placed a hand behind his neck, "It just makes me wonder if each of the twin's are of a split personality..."

"I agree..." muttered Tekego as he walked up to the stage, "I never figured out how Ochitsuki could be so... sweet at times... It's completely un-saiyan like!"

Trunks gave a small chuckle as he levitated to the stage instead of taking the stairs. "I think that's why Sakura favors him so much... the two seem to be alike."

"But she has an excuse! She was raised on this planet for who knows how many years no thanks to my mother!" exclaimed the saiyan as he followed after the prince. Trunks gave a small smile as he turned to his friend.

"Well, I for one am glad that she had stayed on this planet, or I would have never met another full blooded saiyan... I might have never accomplished this much in a school year either... and to think it was all based on an English Report," said Trunks thoughtful.

"What ever..."

"Trunks!" The saiyan teen turned to his friend Goten, who had called to him. "We need the costumes for the chibi's, Afton almost finished Ochitsuki's stage make-up." Trunks gave a brief nod as he ran behind the stage to the costume closet. It was that moment Sakura made her entrance in the Zarbon costume, well part of it. A few of the guys gave her a yowl as she walked out, only in the tight spandex. Her arms were crossed as she looked around the stage.

"Where's my armor?" A few guys in the back, mainly the one's who played Dodoria and Yamcha snickered slightly. And with her super hearing her eyes narrowed at them. She jumped into the air and flew over to them. The two blinked as they watched her come to them, very angry too... She landed beside them and crossed her arms. "Where is it?"

Both shrugged, and Sakura glare darkened. She grabbed their shirts and raised them into the air, off their feet. "I said, Where is my damned armor?!" The teen's eyes widened as she picked them both up with out breaking a sweat! The teen playing the part of Yamcha pointed to the closet door not far away. She snarled at them before throwing them to the side where they most likely broke or injured a random part of their body.

Everyone in the room noticed this, and they seemed to just stare in amazement, yet again. Yasei jumped up in his seat as the make-up artist girl had finished putting some powder on his face. "Go Jueru!" he exclaimed excited. The other brother's jaw just dropped as he watched his sister toss the human teen's aside. Tekego smirked, "She acts more saiyan each day." Trunks rolled his eyes as he walked back onto the stage with the two small costumes in his arms.

"More like PMS if you ask me..." replied the hybrid saiyan prince as he watched Sakura come out of the room with her armor on, and a huge grin on her face. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Otogo smirk as he watched her. Trunks shook off a feeling that he had about that teen... there was just something about him... He gave the orange gi to the chibi who waited patiently for his brother.

Goku, who was standing on the other side of the room, blinked when he noticed the costume. He then grinned. "That looks like one of my old training uniforms!"

"Heh, Mom had a replica made for this play," replied Trunks as he set Yasei's costume on the table beside him. "We tried to get all the costumes as accurate as possible..."

Goku crossed his arms as he noticed all students in costume. He gave a smile and thumbs up, "Well, I must say, you did a very good job of it."

Trunks smiled, "Thanks." It was at that time, a watch began to beep, indicating that it was a new hour. The hybrid prince looked up at the wall clock in the cafeteria and slightly cursed. "Okay everyone! Let's rehearse the parts the chibi's are in. I think Chibi Vegeta is first," Trunks looked to the evil chibi, "Yasei, you're on stage with Mr. Ice, Sakura, Chris... um... the person playing Dodoria, and," Trunks picked up a list of who should have been in the scene, "And, I..." He rubbed the back of his head and gave a nervous chuckle, "Okay, Everyone on stage!"

"Let me get this strait..." stated Yasei crossing his arms, "This freak of nature," he said pointing to Frieza, "Is going to take me away from the king... who is played by Trunks... and my sister and the guy in the big bubble gum looking suit is going to be at his sides?" Goten blinked as he brought his script down to look at the child. Taking one last glance at the paper the older teen nodded.

"That's basically it..." replied Goten, "But remember, you are playing as a prince who is being taken away by the person he looks up too... so when you're being dragged away act as if you might never see this person again..."

The young boy looked at Goten strangely. "It'll make me look like a sissy though! A saiyan warrior never whines or complains!"

The hybrid saiyan rubbed the back of his head, "Boy... you sound just like Vegeta..."

"Well... my dad always tells me that, and he's a great warrior! I hope to be as strong as him!" bragged Yasei with pride filled eyes. Goten nodded with a smile on his lips.

"I know exactly what you mean kiddo... But please do as I asked for this part; it'll knock the shoes off of the judges tomorrow!" exclaimed the teen. Yasei shrugged as he walked back on stage where the others waited.

The humans in the building shrieked when Yasei threw a ki ball at Frieza, "You won't take me alive!!!" exclaimed the child as he tried to 'defend' himself from being taken away. Frieza just swatted the ki ball elsewhere and he crossed his arms at the child.

"Not bad..." muttered the teacher as he smirked to the kid, "But I seriously think you could do better than that."

Trunks had a sweat drop fall from the side of his head as he noticed the set almost completely ruined. Yasei didn't know the meaning of 'do NOT throwing any ki blasts while in the cafeteria!' The prince shook his head as he looked over the damages. "Oy..."

"Yash!" exclaimed Sakura as she placed her hands on her hips, becoming angry once more. "I told you, you are to attempt to escape by pulling away from us! Not attack us with energy! Now look at the set!" she turned to it all dramatic, "It's RUINED!" The younger brother shrugged.

"Then you should have made it saiyan proof," he then walked off the stage coolly. All around, but the child, noticed Sakura fuming. She then slapped her head before walking to backstage.

Trunks almost ran a hand thru his hair... but as soon as it touched his hair, he felt the locks standing strait up as if his hair were like his father's... however it was held up with gel... styling gel... And it made his hair very hard, and pointy... The person who played Yamcha had gotten a balloon earlier and blew it up only to pop it on Trunks' spiky hair... Sure it brought a few laughs... but it was really hard on his sensitive ears... The hybrid prince rubbed them again as he felt the ringing continue.

"Okay... since I think Yasei has the idea of what we want on the stage for tomorrow..." stated Goten slightly gulping, "We'll practice Ochitsuki's part." He turned to the quiet chibi, "You're up!"

"Wow..." muttered Goku as he watched the chibi perform a few fighting moves on the stage as the spot light showed up on him. Sitting beside the saiyan was Frieza in his first form and Otogo.

"I'm impressed that this kid has the part down so quickly..." muttered the teacher with a smirk.

Goku scratched his head and tilted it slightly, "I still don't get what he's going that for though..." Frieza slapped his forehead as Otogo sat there with an emotionless expression... well that was till he explained the reason for this part to the confused man.

"He's showing the training that you had gone thru..." Goku blinked as he watched the stage before making a small 'Oh...' with his lips.

"Yes, this is a narrated part so he wouldn't have to memorize any lines as Yasei does..." stated Trunks as he sat in a chair not far from the small group. They watched the child as he started to flip a bit on the stage but his foot slipped, and he fell off of the stage, and over the edge to the tiled floor. The four had a sweat drop fall from the side of their head.

"Okay... so he isn't so graceful..." stated Trunks with a half nervous smile.

"Shouldn't there also be a part of young Gohan? He was after all taken by Raditz when he was about four years of age..." stated Goku in a matter-of-fact tone. A chair could be heard breaking as Trunks fell over in his. Goku blinked as he looked down to the lavender haired teen. "Was it something I said?"

Trunks slapped his forehead, "I knew there was something we were forgetting!"

Tekego smirked as he watched his sister practically chewing out everyone around. Most likely stress from these parts, however it did seem that she allowed the human's to go home giving the excuse that they needed more rest since there was a bus trip that would start at about 4 AM. The teenaged female rubbed her head as she sat beside her older brother.

"I am so going to die..." she leaned back and her head collided with the tile making a sickening crack. Surprisingly, it didn't seem to do any damage.

"So... what do you think of the play so far Jueru? Is it to your liking?" asked Goten as he walked over to his friends. She gave a weak smile and lifted her body into a sitting position.

"I honestly think it's going well..." she began to pick at her fingernails, "I just hope everyone can be wide awake for the competition. The bus trip we're taking is about eight hours..."

"Excuse me?" asked Mr. Ice as he looked to the teens, "Eight hours with a whole bus of hormone driven kids?!"

"That's one way to say it... I think..." replied Trunks with a small chuckle.

"I bet someone is going to die on the trip..." hypothesized Goten rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

"Well that's lovely," muttered Sakura sarcastically.

"I know...isn't it?" asked Tekego with a small smirk.

The female rolled her eyes, "Baka's..."

Hah! That was long... and the evil case of writers block came back! ;;!!! Anyways... I hope this chapter was enjoyable... The next chapter is the eight-hour bus trip, and I think it might end up as long as this chapter. Please review though, 5 reviews would be wonderful! And suggestions are ALWAYS welcome! Ta ta for now!

-Takuma