Author's Note:
Sorry this stupid website wouldn't let me submit this chapter! It kept saying my request was 'Too Long'. Ass wipe. Anyways, SUP' HOMIES! Thank you for reviewing! I hope you all like the way I kind of sort of twisted the story line, I was unsure you would at first. I don't own anything or anyone in here, except I remade Zorn from the Bardock special. (He was only shown for about a second, if I know right he was King Vegeta's um, one guy that jumped in front of him if he was attacked.) Did anyone notice the rating went up? That's because I thought it might get (or is) to graphic to just be teen. But you can tell me in your review if it's not.
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And I'm stillnot writing a lemon so now worries, okay?
Mood: Shine- Crossfade (they rock!) Californiacation- Red Hot Chili Peppers
HIGH SCHOOL BLUESVegeta awoke to Zorn yelling in the doorway cheerfully. Vegeta let out a low growl and turned his head to face him.
"WELCOME TO BIG BURGER HOME OF THE BIG BURGER! CAN I TAKE YOUR ORDER!" Vegeta threw a pillow at him and told him not to watch Keenan and Kell anymore. Zorn just smiled and sat on the beanbag, obviously his favorite chair in the room. Vegeta rolled over and groaned. He didn't do mornings. Or afternoons. Which was the case here. "You know I though I was only going to stay here for the weekend, not the whole year," Zorn said sighing. Vegeta lifted an eyebrow. Well that sure came out of nowhere. "Good food, though," Zorn added as an afterthought.
"Go away and let me live in peace!" Vegeta stated stiffly. Zorn looked at him with wide eyes and a big smirk/smile.
"Don't you want to meet the band?" He asked.
"No," Vegeta responded putting a pillow over his head.
"Oh come on! We haven't even gotten any songs yet! Hey, can you write?" Zorn asked leaning forward in the beanbag.
"Shut up, go away, no one's home," Vegeta said his voice muffled by the pillow. Zorn frowned, then cocked his head and stood up.
"I'm going to take that as a yes. Stay here while I go call them up and invite them over—with Veg's permission, of course," He stated swiftly heading to the door.
"Who's Veg?" Vegeta questioned blankly. Zorn looked at him smiling.
"Your daddy, of course!" He said going out of the room. Vegeta got off of his bed and shut the door, locking it. He was going to change clothes before any company arrived. He looked through his drawer grabbing a black baggy jeans and a hunter green sweater with a hood. He looked in his mirror, and wiped his long bangs to the left side of his face. He put on his black fingerless gloves and a heavy chain then sat on his bed. He looked in the mirror again and noticed his cheeks were a little (very little) pink and his eyes shining almost so it was creepy. Vegeta turned his attention to his now clock-less desk stand. Why did he break that stupid thing? Now there was no way to tell the time!
He just sat cross-legged on his bed with his eyes closed waiting for Zorn to come up.
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"So who is this guy again? For your own sake, I hope you aren't just being a wise-ass and trying to play some joke on us," a teenage girl with caramel colored skin and black cinnamon highlights said with a smile on her face to show she was joking. She had emerald green eyes that danced as she smiled. Zorn scratched his head and laughed muttering,
"Just as long as you don't karate chop my ass, I'm fine." A certain tall and broad teen with longish black hair in a ponytail and a scar down his face smirked.
"Just introduce us to your cousin," he said. One other teen, one that was medium height, just shrugged.
"Lets go before I snap your neck in half. All this talking is a waste of time. I have better things to do. For example, pee in the toilet," he stated in a bored, flat voice. He had black hair in a buzz cut with curly short bangs in the front. He had on a gray sweatshirt with a hood, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. On his arms, fire tattoos were visible. He had an earring in his eyebrow and upper ear. On the back of his sweatshirt it read, 'I like to mess with your mind' which was 100 percent true. This group went upstairs to Zorn's cousin's room.
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"Do you and your cousin get along well?" The girl asked looking at Zorn.
"Um, yeah… pretty good," he replied knocking on the door.
"Pop off!" Somebody inside the room yelled. The girl looked at Zorn slowly, smiling, and the boy with tattoos scuffed and looked away. Zorn smiled as wide as he could then dropped it and opened the door. Vegeta was sitting on his bed looking at the white floor. He looked up as Zorn and the two others came in. "Was it the 'pop' or 'off' part that you didn't understand?" Vegeta asked sneering. Zorn pretended he didn't hear that and introduced the girl and boys.
"This here," Zorn said pointing at the girl, "is Solana. She plays the drums. And she's my girlfriend. And this," Zorn said, now pointing at the buzz-cut haired boy, "is Joe. He plays piano and bass." But Vegeta wasn't listening. One of the boys, one Zorn didn't introduce, he already knew… He hadn't noticed until now, but now the two were staring at each other with utmost dislike. Zorn didn't see this chemistry and went on introducing. "This here is Yamcha. He's very good with sounds, and making things blend together well. In all, he's the sound director, I guess." Now Zorn noticed the two glaring at each other. "Something I missed?" He asked putting his hand on his neck. Vegeta and Yamcha ignored him. Solana muttered something along the lines of, 'Nice introduction.' After a while, Yamcha looked away and stated,
"So when do we begin our first song?" Vegeta 'hmphed' and looked away also. Yamcha just wanted to put the fight behind them and work together, obviously. What should I do? Vegeta thought putting his hand on his stomach where Yamcha kneed him. Kick his ass so bad he'll never forget! A voice in his head answered.
"Soon as we write it!" Zorn replied. Vegeta grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil off of his dresser. "What kind of mood should we have?" Zorn asked, as everyone sat on Vegeta's bed.
"Dark," said Joe.
"Dark," Zorn said answering his own question.
"I guess dark," Yamcha replied.
"Light!" Solana exclaimed happily. Everyone turned to her and she said sighing,
"Okay, okay! Dark it is! No one here can take a joke around here, can they?"
"What should our band name be?" Zorn asked writing 'mood' and putting 'dark' under it.
"West City Park?" Yamcha answered.
"Nah," Zorn stated. "Something more flashy."
"Lincoln Monument?" Joe inquired. Zorn shook his head.
"Lincoln West City Monument Park!" Solana exclaimed. Zorn smiled at her turning his head.
"Lincoln Park?" Vegeta said finally speaking up. Zorn then turned to him and said,
"I could kiss you, but that would be gross! Now lets change the spelling so it doesn't sound like we're talking about an old fogey!" A/N (no offence to Abe Lincoln, of course.) "How about L-I-N-C-O-N P-A-R-K?"
"No, still sounds old," Solana stated making a face.
"Okay then… how about L-I-N-K-I-N P-A-R-K?" Zorn asked.
"Perfect!" Solana said while Yamcha nodded and Joe and Vegeta did nothing. It was still obvious they agreed with it, though.
"Lets try this, then," Zorn stated as they gathered around ready to produce their first song.
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For two whole hours they all sat in the room writing a song, Zorn and Vegeta doing most of the work. It was titled 'One Step Closer'. They weren't even sure of how they would do the music yet.
"Lets do this tomorrow. It's high time we all left," Joe stated.
"I can't. I have school tomorrow, and Vegeta does too," Yamcha replied groaning. Joe wasn't fazed.
"Skip," he stated flatly. "Or drop out. If this goes well, you won't need school anymore."
"Who's house would we go to? Not mine, for sure," Vegeta responded standing up. "My dad wouldn't care if I skipped, and he wouldn't care if I dropped out because he did, but he would only let me if we knew this would at least go platinum." Joe smirked at this.
"If we write all out songs and this does go platinum, I'll pay for a tattoo for you," he said to Vegeta. Vegeta smirked.
"We'll be leaving now," Solana said standing up with Joe. "See ya!" They left closing the door behind them.
"Of course it will go platinum. I'm singing in it, remember?" Vegeta said to Zorn as an afterthought.
"Whatever," Zorn replied smiling.
"It's in my blood," Vegeta continued looking out the window. "My father's a multi-platinum artist. All his albums go at least over 2 platinum." Zorn kept his smile and asked,
"Aren't you hungry?" Vegeta frowned and his stomach growled. He hadn't eaten all day. He got up and went downstairs while Zorn started to play on Vegeta's Nintendo 64.
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Vegeta stopped walking when he was in the doorway of the kitchen. His father was arguing with two people Vegeta knew all too well. The memory hadn't faded yet.
"I just need to use your truck to get my stuff and Liz's! Is that too much to ask, Vegeta!" Bruno yelled at Mr. Ouji standing from his chair. Vegeta's dad stood also.
"Yes, as I know you will probably make out with it and I'll never see it again!" He shouted. Vegeta started to turn back upstairs. He wasn't hungry anymore. But his curiosity got the best of him.
"Then come with me when I drive your truck my house and back!" Bruno retorted angrily.
"That's just what I'll do!" Vegeta's dad stated loudly grabbing his keys. An hour ago Liz and Bruno had came to get their stuff and they worked hard to get most of it out on the front porch. It was amazing how they found a new house so quickly. But no one was about to complain! Bruno and Vegeta Sr. went outside and started putting their stuff in Mr. Ouji's truck. Soon after, they drove off. They were both in such a rage they forgot all about Liz, who was listening silently the whole time. But that was probably what she wanted, anyway. Liz swiftly got up from the table and walked towards Vegeta. Vegeta felt anger and grief weld up inside him. Did anyone know what it was like? What it was like to have someone control you? To know what you were thinking? To crush you knowing everything you were feeling, and to have them enjoy it? Vegeta's legs wouldn't budge. He just followed her as she beckoned him downstairs. Her and Bruno's house was an hour away. There was nothing to worry about here. Nothing to worry about for Liz. Vegeta only followed because he didn't have a choice. Whatever happened, happened. There was nothing he could do to change it. She led him into the spare room, and Vegeta remembered what happened last time. Was she going to mock him again, or trick him, or just mess with his mind? Vegeta thought all this and said nothing as she locked the door.
"Get on the bed," she ordered.
"No," Vegeta replied. What did he have to lose?
"Get on the bed," Liz repeated. Vegeta shook his head 'no' again only to be grabbed quickly and pushed on the bed. She almost moved like a blur, she was quick and strong, being a black belt in almost everything there is. She lifted weights and everything, for her shape, and her dominance. She needed to be strong to rule, didn't she? Vegeta didn't try to sit up. There wasn't a point in trying if you knew you would just lose. He tried to corner what emotion he was feeling until he realized there was none. He felt nothing right now as Liz climbed up on top of him and ripped off his shirt. He felt nothing as she smiled and put her hands on his chest. He didn't feel at all as she took off the rest of his clothes and her own. But the nothingness faded to hate and regret. How did he get into this situation so fast? It was like having a lifetime happen in two days. Liz leaned forward on Vegeta touching everywhere she could. Vegeta groaned in pleaser and agony as she pinned him down and went forward to the best part…
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After 45 minutes, Liz smiled sweetly and climbed off of Vegeta. He didn't show any emotion, though inwardly he felt he was broken in half. He wanted to die. He knew what Liz was capable of but never thought she would this. It wasn't right or fair, and he wondered if he was slipping into grief right now. The time to cry was later, hen he was alone, and when he could forget about everything. It isn't fair, it isn't fair, it isn't fair. Everything had all happened too fast. He went through everything in his mind over and over again, and this event might have been avoided if he hadn't come downstairs. He probably had the worst luck in the world. If you could call it luck.
"It would do you good not to mention this to anyone," Liz stated putting on her shorts and bra like shirt. "It was your fault anyway, if you weren't so weak, maybe this would have been avoided. Besides, I think you would have liked it anyway. I know how good I am." And with that and in another honey-coated sweet voice she said, "Goodbye!" Vegeta stared at the empty space where she once was as she left. He wanted to get up and put his clothes back on, but he couldn't find the will to do it. He couldn't find the will to do anything but feel the heavy hard thud in his chest and the anguish in his heart. It wasn't right for someone to go through so much so fast, and so unexpectedly. It was like everywhere he went Bruno and Liz found a new way to get him. He sat up using every once of willpower he had and stared at his clothes. Maybe he was just in a state of shock right now, and soon it would go away. He pushed himself off the bed and put on his clothes, though every molecule in his body said to freeze and look at the wall. When dressed, he put the covers back on the bed and fluffed the pillows, not finding it any easier to move. Not only did he want to just sit and think aimlessly, but also hurt almost everywhere he was tired. He needed something to hold, something to keep him going. Most saw what he did as arrogance, but without it, he would be nothing. He thought of Liz, and of Yamcha… Kakarott…
Vegeta lifted up his head. He had made up his mind. He was going to learn how to fight. He was going to stand for himself and pay back those who had done wrong to him. They didn't realize how much every little thing meant to him, and how they could step on his pride with a throw of an insult. The only way to win was to be empty and work for your own needs. It was harsh, but it was the only way to survive in this world. Finished cleaning up the room, he sat by the stairs and waited for his father and Bruno to return, not daring to go up and face Liz.
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As Vegeta's father's truck drove into the driveway, Vegeta stayed at the case looking up the stairs silently. When his father came in, he ran up the steps to his room. He wasn't ready to face anyone yet. He opened his door—and Zorn was sitting on his bed with the notepad they had containing all they had wrote for the band. Vegeta had totally forgotten about Zorn—now how was he going have privacy? Vegeta must have looked mortified because Zorn saw him and asked,
"What's wrong? Ate too much then what's good for you? You were down there for a healthy while, I can tell you." Zorn was watching the expression on his cousin's face and frowned when Vegeta looked like someone punched him in the stomach. Zorn grew serious and stated, "Come over and sit down." Vegeta was too distraught to argue or say no. He sat down on his bed by Zorn and put his head on his pillow. "What's wrong?" Zorn asked again. But he didn't receive an answer. Vegeta had already fallen asleep, his face pained and breathing deep. Zorn sighed and jumped off the bed pulling the covers over his younger cousin. Maybe it was just puberty. Most teens act weird and emotional all the time… Zorn was still a teen himself, being 19 years old in age. It was 6:13pm and Zorn thought that Vegeta didn't really eat at all, but if Vegeta didn't want to tell him what was up, he wouldn't ask.
Zorn went downstairs and saw a slutty looking girl and big hairy tough guy walk out the door. He noticed his uncle was practically glad they left the house.
"Hiya," Zorn said to his uncle, only to have the phone ring. He grabbed it and answered it. "Hello?"
"This… this is Bulma," a girl on the other line answered. She sounded a bit tense right.
"Is Vegeta there?" She asked.
"He's sleeping right now. Is it important enough to wake him up for?" Zorn asked in return.
"Only if he doesn't get angry," she replied. Zorn sighed.
"Even after knowing him for a while, I know he will."
"Hey…" Bulma said cautiously. "Are you that guy who was following him after he ran into you? You said you were his cousin, right?"
"Yeah, that's me. But I wouldn't advise you to make me wake him up. He seemed bothered or something." Bulma was silent. "Still there?" Zorn asked. Bulma sighed heavily.
"I think I have to go," she said after a while.
"Want me to leave a message?" Zorn questioned.
"No," replied Bulma. "He wouldn't call me back anyway."
"Ha, ha! You're probably right! Later."
"Later," Bulma replied turning off her phone. She looked out her wide window that was right above West City and put her head in her hands. Did she do that to him? Did she just give him another burden? All she wanted to do was help… Bulma looked out at all the people walking by, and saw the sun starting to set. Had Vegeta ever watched the same sunset? Had he ever looked at the same sky and thought? Had he ever looked over the city deep in thought? Bulma tried to understand his personality… he could be so mean, and he could be so empty at the same time. But what really startled her was his anger. He kept getting angrier every day. Her radio was on and was playing 'Fade' by Staind right now. She nodded her head slowly to the beat and listened to the words 'I just needed someone to talk to/ you were just to busy with yourself/you were never there for me to express how I felt/I just stuffed it down… Was that the way Vegeta felt? She had so many questions, and it hurt her heart when she thought of them all. She wanted to show him that she cared, that she could love him…
But it was probably foolish. How could he ever love her? Why was she so attracted to him anyway? They had school tomorrow, and it felt like an eternity since she had last been there.
Bulma walked to her window and fell asleep on it, dreaming about what tomorrow might bring.
I'm sorry if it seemed like I just took a whole bunch of ideas and threw them down on this paper, but I need to put this down until I get to the major plot.
I guess this is more of a 'Making of Vegeta' because he's sort of off character so far.
Plz Review, tell me if you like or not.