Authors Note:
I don't own this story, just the plot nonetheless. Oh, and I'm going to warn you that the mood of this story will drift form happy to sad really fast… it's going to be pretty odd for you all I guess but that's the way Vegeta's emotions are going to kind of be like in this story. A few other couples will be getting together, but Goku/Chi Chi and Krillin/18 will be the only ones who are couples already. This is just the PRELUDE if you're wondering… it's just an introduction to the characters, that's why it's so crappy… I want to see if people like the idea first so READ AND REVIEW PLEASE! I don't mind if you Flame but tell me what you don't like… and what you do. Constructive criticism people, I AM new to this.
There will be more angst near the end and in the chapters. You have to read the prelude or a lot of it in the chapters won't make sense.
HIGH SCHOOL BLUES
Prelude
Vegeta looked out the window as rain gently fell outside. A new school, the same life. Same abused life… Vegeta pondered on the thought as the bus pulled to a stop. Orange Star High School. Everyone lined up chatting excitedly about the first day. Vegeta sighed, pulled his backpack over his shoulder, and went to the back of the line. He wasn't very tall, but he wasn't short either. He wore a black long sleeved shirt that read 'zero', and baggy pants. His hair was defied gravity, spiking straight up into the air. He had side-swept bangs, topping it off with a sort of empty expression and fingerless gloves. Vegeta wasn't a Goth, but kind of gave off that impression.
"Yeah, I know… and the science teacher is said to be sooo cute! I can't wait to see him…"
"Yeah, me too! I hope Goku doesn't mind me saying though…" Vegeta was off-mindedly listening to the girls in front of him as he thought aimlessly. His ears perked up at the mention of Goku because he was the son of one of his father's band members, Bardock.
"Hello Chi Chi!" A young fun looking tall guy with hair out in all directions grabbed the black haired girl who had been talking from behind and pulled her into a kiss as they got off the bus. As they did this, the one who had been talking first rolled her eyes and scowled. She had stunning blue hair, crystalline eyes, and a well-built figure.
"Get a room!" She said and laughed as the other girl shot a glare. Just then, a very short guy with really weird black hair and a tall Vin Diesel looking guy then approached the group.
"Have you guys seen launch and 18? I haven't seen them anywhere…." The short guy asked looking around the group.
"Hello to you to Krillin," the blue haired girl answered. Only when a blonde girl with an icy stare showed up was Vegeta noticed.
"Who are you?" she shot looking him up and down.
"Don't be rude 18!" the blue girl scolded and walked up to Vegeta. She didn't fail to notice how cute he was. Kind of hot, actually. "Hello. My name's Bulma Briefs, and this is my friend Chi Chi Mau, Goku Son, Yamcha, Juuhachi-gou, and Tien and Krillin. Launch and 17 aren't here right now, though." Vegeta lifted an eyebrow and stared at her.
"What? Am I really that stunningly beautiful?" she asked. Vegeta smirked.
"No. And you've got spaghetti sauce on your shirt." Bulma gapped at him.
"I DO NOT have spaghetti sauce on my shirt! You're not making a very good first impression you know!" The other members of the group just stared. This could be trouble.
"Who said anything about first impressions? I just thought you were blabbing to satisfy that big mouth of yours." Vegeta retorted.
"YOU ARE SUCH A JERK! I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! I--" her ramble was cut short from a voice behind her.
"Bravo, bravo. I see your making new friends already." 17 stepped into the center of the group with a bemused expression on his face. He turned to Vegeta. " Well, I guess this makes you an official member of our clique. Now lets go to class, we're already late."
"And what makes you the leader, 17?" The blonde, 18, asked. 17 smirked and turned to her, his voice still a monotone.
"Nothing. But I think I like him. He's got guts, and he just fits in. Any arguments? Let's go." As the clique mildly chatted and Bulma looked flushed, Vegeta fell back and walked with 17.
"So what's your name?" 17 asked peering him up and down.
"Vegeta," he responded taking in 17's shredded clothes and the bandanna tied around his neck.
"What kind of name is Vegeta?"
"What kind of name is 17?" Vegeta countered. 17 chuckled.
"It's not," was the simple answer. The bell rang, and they all went their separate ways. Vegeta had Mrs. Hannigan's for homeroom, and walked in and sat by with the side-turned spike head tall guy. He noticed bluey and Tien had this class, too.
"Hi, I'm Goku! You look a little bit familiar…" He mused scratching his head.
"Hmm…" answered Vegeta not in the social mood anymore.
"Almost got it…." The teacher stood up.
"Say here when your name is called so I can take attendance," Mrs. Hannigan ordered as she stood up from her seat.
"Briefs, Bulma?"
"Here."
"Sandler, Christina?"
"Here."
"Krillin… hmm, there seems to be a smudge on the last name.."
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Tenshinhan?"
"Here."
"Mau, Chi Chi?"
"Present."
"Scott, Jake?"
"Son, Goku?"
"Huh?"
"Ouji, Vegeta?"
"Go choke on a rock."
"Excuse me!"
"Uh… present?"
"(Sigh)… Rands, Brandy?"
"It's BRADY! Why can't anybody GET IT RIGHT?"
"IS Yamcha here?" A/N (can anyone tell me his last name? Or Krillin's and Tien's?)
"Here."
"THAT IS EVERYONE! Honestly, the behavior in this classroom…" Mrs. Hannigan said annoyed. She had wire rimmed glasses and poofy hair. Vegeta thought she looked like a human yield sign. But that was just his thought. "Now if you would all just read quietly, I would be deeply obliged." Goku turned and gave Vegeta a goofy smile.
"So how do you like being in Senior High so far?" he asked, and then perked up. "Hey! You're that one guys son, aren't you! I just remembered…. Um… the lead singer and guitarist… yeah…." Vegeta rolled his eyes. This guy wasn't the smartest light bulb on the coconut tree.
Bulma slammed her books down and sat next to Chi Chi. Her eyes were ablaze and her face red. They were in the back of the class, far behind Vegeta and Goku.
"I don't believe that jerk… I just don't…." She muttered angrily. "What kind of guy disses the first person they meet… and I was being very nice to him too!" Chi Chi nodded respectfully.
"Some guys just don't know how to treat a lady… either that or he has a crush on you…" she replied looking for Bulma's reaction. Bulma said nothing and then replied,
"Well he can stick his 'crush' up his a--"
"Ladies, ladies! Is that any way for you to talk?" Yamcha was sitting behind them, a smile wide on his face.
"Well, that Vegeta is a total jerk! You should have heard what he said to me!" Bulma protested.
"Yeah!" Chi Chi agreed looking at Vegeta talking to Goku. "He better not corrupt my poor Goku's mind!"
The bell rang and everyone met up at lunch. They had a certain table they always sat at, which others avoided for fear of getting pounded, or having Bulma's dad on them or something. They had an assembly after reading advisory, which told about the rules and staff, as they had every year. Only Vegeta was new to it. Now, as they went to lunch, Vegeta amused himself by watching Goku pile food up on his plate like there was no tomorrow. Vegeta did the same, wondering if he could get away with it too, or if only Goku could. The lunch lady saw him do this and rolled her eyes.
"Another one? I thought only Son could eat that much. Move along." Vegeta smirked. He could get to like this school. He sat down by 17 and Yamcha settled to his left. Bulma was across from him with Chi Chi to her right, and 18 on her left, following Launch. Tien was to the left of Yamcha with Goku next to him. Krillin was on 17's right. A/N (I hope I didn't cause any confusion.) Bulma sneered at Vegeta, and turned to 18. Goku practically was shoving food down his throat, while Vegeta did the same.
"Oh come on. Not another Goku," Tien muttered looking at the two. 18 rolled her eyes.
"I should have figured as much," she said. Bulma frowned.
"I don't think he's anything like Goku. Goku's way too sweet," she said challenging Vegeta. He took the bait.
"If garbage was sweet, you pick it up and put it in your bedroom for good luck," he retorted.
"Here we again," mumbled Krillin.
"Oh yeah? Well you would pick it up and give it to your mother!"
"Whether garbage was sweet or not I'd give it to her!" Vegeta spat out angrily to Bulma standing up.
"Hard feelings there huh? Maybe if you weren't such a pig-head things wouldn't be that way!" Bulma replied and stood up too.
"Hey guys! Calm down, you're making a scene!" Krillin said nervously to the two. 17 and 18 just watched, obviously amused. Chi Chi and Yamcha looked angry, while Goku, Tien, and Krillin looked nervous and wanted them to stop. Launch was totally oblivious to them all.
"Do you think the Pistons or the Red Wings will win in the football game tonight?" she asked happily. Bulma and Vegeta both fell down anime style.
"Idiot…" muttered Vegeta getting back up.
The classes were all cut short because it was the first day, so everyone arrived home around 2:00pm. Vegeta trudged and kept his head down as he got off the bus and went home. He hoped his father was home right now, anyone but his stepmother Liz or his uncle, Bruno. Neither of them ever gave Vegeta any mercy.
Flashback
Vegeta, 13, walked slowly to the bud-wiser store behind his house at night. He walked in, buying cigarettes for Liz, and a pack of liquor for his Uncle. His father was out with the band, his father was totally clueless. If only he knew what Liz did behind his back… what they all did.
Bruno and Liz were sleeping together. They always did when Vegeta Sr. was out. Vegeta himself was forced to secrecy, forced to watch his father obliviously kiss Liz and think of her as his only… it made Vegeta sick. When his father was gone, everything began. The beatings came, full force, the emotional torment… ever since he was young, 6 years old had this been going on. As Vegeta walked back to his house, the rain started to come down. The moon was only half full, but everything today seemed to fill him with dread.
Liz was standing in the doorway. She wore a very short and showing jean skirt with fringes and a big belt, with a black shirt bikini style with no straps. She was very petite, and bare foot at the moment.
"Give that to me you brat!" she screeched grabbing the cigarettes from him. Vegeta said nothing, and went inside. "Bruno's waiting, Vegeta. He doesn't like to wait, so if you know what's good for you, hurry on." She pushed him into the living room with Bruno and watched. Bruno looked up from his magazine, anger apparent on his face. He also had on a thick leather belt, used for more than style. He was a huge guy, not fat, but very bulky and hairy. He had a spiked collar, and spiked wristbands. He had a black tight shirt that showed his rippling muscles and ripped black jeans. He had combat boots, a scar that went down his pupil-less right eye, and a short and sturdy beard. He was one strong and intimidating man, if anyone was afraid of him, they had a right for it. Vegeta slowly walked up to him and gave him the liquor.
"What took you so long? I don't like to wait!" He said and spat. "Are you testing me?" Vegeta looked at his shoes and said nothing. "I asked you a question." Vegeta still didn't reply. "ANSWER ME!" Bruno demanded and hit his fist to the temple of Vegeta's head. Stars clouding his vision he hit the floor breathing heavily. He was use to this by now, he knew what happened next. "Get up." Said Bruno. Liz watched in the doorway smiling. "Get up." Bruno repeated, sounding mad. Vegeta slowly got to his feet only to be hit again in the stomach. Vegeta doubled over coughing while Bruno continued the attack. He grabbed Vegeta by the hair and threw him against the wall, hitting him in the back. Vegeta knew what to do, and he hated it. But it was the only way to make him stop, so he did it.
"Stop…" Vegeta said as his back burned. He made a choking sound and tried again. "Please… stop…" Bruno threw him to the ground. When he was littler, the requirements for a beating to stop was to cry, but as he grew, Vegeta found they cared less now, only wanting to hit him enough or hard enough to scar. It was a start. Vegeta curled up into a ball, and tried to breath again. Bruno smirked.
"Pathetic…go get me a beer, Liz," he ordered and went back to his chair by the fire. Liz did this, and cuddled up next to him. Vegeta watched them, and fell into a deep sleep.
End Flashback
Vegeta walked into his house with high spirits as he saw his father at the table eating.
He looked up as Vegeta walked into the room.
"How was your day?" He said looking up from his food.
"Crappy," Vegeta responded. "Sign me up for another new school." Mr. Ouji chuckled.
"Dream on, kid. The band's coming at 8:00, and Bardock's brats are coming. Got that?" he asked. Vegeta Sr. looked a lot like Vegeta. He had a small beard and flame hair. He wore blue jeans and a red tight shirt, showing his lean body. The only differences between the two were Vegeta Sr. had brown hair and eyes, opposing Vegeta's charcoal black ones. And Vegeta Sr. was very tall. That would be a difference. They had the same temper too. The only thing that disappointed Vegeta about his father was he never seemed to be able to please him, which he always wanted and tried to do. It was kind of hard living that way with someone you really admired. "So what are you going to do until 8:00, kid?" he asked.
"I'm--" Vegeta started but was interrupted by the telephone. His father picked it up.
"It's for you… Bardock's brat…"
"Tell him I'm not home! I don't want to talk to him, he's an dolt!"
"Takes after his father, huh? Oh… what? He says he's not a dolt and neither is his father... he says his brothers a dolt, though… both of them…" Mr. Ouji said smirking. "You sure you're not here right now?" Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"I'll talk to him," he answered. His father finished eating, got a beer from the fridge, and left the room. A/N (this is an over-the-phone conversation.)
"Hello?"
"Yeah? Vegeta? I thought you weren't home."
"Um."
"So, seeing as you're in the clique now, I wanted to let you know we go to the Kame house every Saturday."
"Huh? Who's Kame? What for? Why?"
"Heh, heh. You'll see, Vegeta. You'll see."
"You're freaking me out…"
"Sorry. My bad."
"Is that all?"
"Just about."
"…"
"…"
"..."
"…"
"TELL ME ALREADY!" Vegeta shouted.
"Oh, right, heh, heh. I just thought I'd let you know Turles and Raditz are planning something… gotta' go see ya', bye!"
"HEY!" Vegeta said to no one as the line hummed. That idiot just hung up on him! Grumbling, Vegeta hung up the phone and ran upstairs. Liz was in the basement playing pool with Bruno, and he didn't want to be there when they got bored and came up.
A/N
And that's the prelude, folks! Tell me if you like or not, and I'll write more! What are you waiting for! Review!