And I come back! (But only for the day... oO) My schoolwork is killing me... Help...?

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ... I don't think I ever will...

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Last Minute Preparations

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"Five minutes! Five minutes!" exclaimed the drama teacher as she walked past a group of actors and actresses.

Trunks, currently sitting on a chair and before a mirror, were pressing his fingers down on the fake facial hair, named a goatee. He looked up to the teacher for a moment before he pressed the hair down on his face once more. The young hybrid saiyan prince didn't like the way this thing felt on his face... and he seriously doubted he would ever grow some kind of facial hair when he became older.

Trunks noticed Goten walking up behind him with a wide grin. "Finishing the last touches to your costume, are ye?" asked the black haired saiyan with a pirate accent. The young saiyan prince nodded as he stood up from his seat.

Trunks looked over his costume once more. He was an exact replica of his father and grandfather. He noticed some stray bangs fall to his face. He gave a frustrated sigh. Trunks hair was no longer the light lavender that everyone knew and loved...

"I hate dying my hair..." muttered the prince. It was the same color as the king's. It was a reddish brown. "There are times that I still wonder how and why I was talked into doing this... play."

Goten gave a laugh as he crossed his arms. The black haired demi-saiyan was also in full costume. At this time, he looked exactly like Bardock, a scar on his face and all!

"Don't worry about it Trunks. I think this will go great! With all of this hard work being put in, I seriously doubt anyone could mess up!" stated Goten trying to cheer up his life long friend.

Trunks gave the smirk, as he bent down to the floor and grabbed his cape. "Of course this performance will be successful!" exclaimed the saiyan prince in a cocky manner. "After all," he fastened his cape on his saiyan armor, "I AM in his play!"

Goten gave a mocking smile, "That's what you think this play needed to be perfect? For you to be one of the main characters?"

"Of course it is!" replied Trunks with the smirk still ever present on his face. His voice had suddenly gotten very deep to match that of his grandfather's tone of voice. "Now let's get this show on the road!"

"IT'S MIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE!!!!" exclaimed Yasei as he ran past the two teen males almost making Goten fall over as he ran into the saiyan's leg. Trunks had a small sweatdrop fall from the side of his face.

Ochitsuki ran in the room with a frown. He looked like a neon orange blob till he stopped before his twin brother. "NO! That sandwich was MINE! I want it back!" exclaimed the younger sibling with tears in his eyes.

"You can't get it back!" exclaimed Yasei as he rubbed his tummy. "I ATE it!"

Ochitsuki's eyes widened to the size as saucers and gasped. "You did not do such a thing!"

The chibi smirked as he turned around from his brother and placed his hands behind his back in a laid back manner. "And a good tasting sandwich it was. Too bad you didn't get to have a BITE of it!" The young chibi began to cackle evilly.

Ochitsuki sniffled as he looked at his brother sadly. "My... sandwich..."

Sakura ran into the room at that moment blinking as she noticed one brother cackling, and the other on the verge of tears. The female saiyan frowned as she looked to the older twin.

"Yasei."

And that was all that was said to shut up the younger brother. And he slowly turned around noticing his sister tapping her foot on the floor with a frown on her face.

"On shi-"

Sakura's eyes seemed to widen when she began to hear the word.

"-ittake mushrooms..."

Sure, the chibi was dressed up exactly like a chibi Vegeta, and that costume must have influenced him to ACT like him too. But with the look that his sister was giving him at the moment, it would have made the bravest saiyan cower in fear! So Yasei did the only thing he could at the moment.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and with that, he zoomed out the door.

Sakura gave a snort as she watched her younger brother leave, then she turned to her youngest sibling. He looked up to her trying to keep back his tears.

The female saiyan sighed as she noticed the sad look on the saiyan's face. "He took your sandwich again?" Ochitsuki nodded slowly. The older sister shoved a hand in her pocket and felt around before she gave a small smile. And out she pulled a capsule.

Music began to play from the stage making Trunks silently curse. He ran to the stage, his cape swirling in the air. Sakura tossed the capsule to her brother. "Don't make a mess, kay?" And with that, she zoomed out of the room, and to the stage.

Ochitsuki blinked as he looked to the small capsule that he held in his hand. Goten, the only teen remaining room, couldn't help but think how much the young saiyan chibi looked like a mini Goku as Goten had so many years back. That curious look on the chibi's face helped to bring out a more innocent look. Goten smiled.

"Better eat up kiddo." The hybrid saiyan also began to leave the room, "You're part will come on soon." Ochitsuki looked up to Goten, before he gave a bright smile and nodded.

Goten also nodded before he raced out of the room and onto the stage. He hoped the teacher wouldn't yell at him. He didn't like the feeling of ringing ears.

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Okay... I will be evil for now and stop there. I felt this chapter should be put up before I wrote the actual performance. As usual, school is over working me... and I'm over volunteering myself at school... I need to stop doing that... sigh anyways... I just got two new classical music cd's! And when ever that happens, inspiration will come, and so will new chapters and stories! So... DON'T DISS THE CLASSICAL MUSIC! Oo... Okay... I'll shut up now... but if there is something that you would want to see happen to the play, then please let me know! Please review for this chapter, although I know it's short... but this is just a small thing to show that I am going to finish this fic! Don't loose hope on me!

-Takuma