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Little Saiyalings - The College Years
By: MU

Authors Note: Well, on the home page I promised that you all would get to see some of your favorite characters.  Well, as most good things do, inspiration hit me in a different way than I intended.  I think you’ll be pleased with the results.

Chapter 13 – Interrupted Business

 Vegeta arrived at the classroom for his English class with a very confident smirk on his face.  He always enjoyed putting “that rich girl” in her place.  Of course, he knew here name, but it pleased him more to piss her off.  As he entered the classroom, he felt a familiar presence…one that he hadn’t felt since his childhood.

 “Well, well.  Look what we have here…”  A raspy, sort of feminine sounding male voice came from the back, right corner of the classroom.  The voice snickered, and Vegeta turned around to face the body from which the voice came.  He completely recognized who it must be.

 As the words came from Vegeta’s mouth, he folded his arms and made sure to keep up the smirk.  “If it isn’t Freeza,” he paused for a second and chuckled, “or should I say ‘Lord’ Freeza.  Tell me; shouldn’t you be off crawling around your father’s leg at some Ivy League School?  I can’t believe he was able to detach your umbilical cord long enough to let you leave his side, let alone to attend classes at a Public University.”  Vegeta chuckled.

 “My, my, Vegeta; your tongue has gotten sharper.”  Freeza leaned back in his chair.  “It’s too bad that you’d still have no chance to beat me in a fair fight.  Remember what happened the last time?”

 “We were kids back then,” Vegeta coolly replied, “Besides, you entered my territory.  They were my people to bully, and you intruded.  I may have lost the fight then, but now I’ve become stronger than you could ever imagine…I’d beat you to a pulp easily.”  He chuckled.

 Freeza was stunned at Vegeta’s confidence, if only for a second.  “But if it wasn’t for that Goku kid saving you, you’d be a permanent speed bump on Namek Road.”

 At this Vegeta’s anger skyrocketed.  He remembered that Freeza had ambushed him, and then taken him to his own territory on Namek Road., where his gangs of goons were waiting.  They beat him up for a while, and Vegeta had thought that he was done for…but at least he had his dignity as a bully.  He had fought with Freeza and his goons until the last.  Then, Kakarott (Goku) had to come and rescue him, and steal all of the glory.  He had his dignity stolen by Kakarott as well.  It would become the start of a vicious cycle where Kakarott would keep beating Vegeta at everything.  That is, up until this year (in college), where all bets are off.  Vegeta knew this, but the simple fact that Freeza brought it up really at the core of his being.

 “I’ll make you eat those words, lizard boy.  You can count on that.”  As he said this, Vegeta began to walk through the row towards him.

 “Bring it, ‘Prince’ Vegeta,” Freeza taunted.

 Hearing those words made Vegeta walk towards Freeza faster, getting steadily angrier as he did so.

 “Cool it, Vegeta.”  A commanding and deep, but not loud voice said to Vegeta as he felt a hand firmly grasp his shoulder.

 Vegeta stopped, and turned his head to look at the person.  When he first caught a glimpse of the hand, he was surprised to find that it was green.  His eyes widened as he viewed the rest of the figure, and he stepped back in surprise, immediately forgetting about Freeza.  Standing before him was a green man who was about seven feet tall (give or take) with pointy ears, and a face that showed lots of strength.  He was wearing a white turban, as well as a white cape that seemed to have some sort of stiff shoulder padding.  He wore a sort of purple Gi with red shoes.

 “How long have you been standing there?”  Freeza asked, as he had not observed the figure before either.

 “Long enough to hear both of your incessant bickering.”  The tall, green man replied.

 “Why didn’t you say anything?” Vegeta inquired.

 “I only talk to people who are worth talking to.”

 Both Freeza and Vegeta became infuriated at the green man’s impertinence.  At the exact same time, they both said, “Why you…”

 Their collective yelling was soon interrupted by the sound of someone literally falling into the room.  A pile of books flew across the room as a small, brown haired (clean cut) man with wire framed glasses fell into the room with an “Oof!”

 “Professor!” the green man exclaimed and took a slight running pace to go help the teacher up.  He then helped him gather his books, and the teacher went to the desk.  The green man went to the back left side of the classroom where the lighting was low, and sat down.  He said nothing, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.  Or, at least that’s what it looked like to Freeza and Vegeta.

 “We’ll talk later,” Vegeta growled at Freeza as he picked up his backpack and went towards his seat.  He picked the one in the direct middle of the back of the classroom.

 The classroom had filled significantly, as there were now only four minutes left until class.  Bulma entered, grumbling, and took a seat.  She shot Vegeta a nasty look upon sitting, and he just gave her a cocky smile as he leaned back on his chair.  Goku, Chi-Chi, Krillin, and Pud entered shortly after that, snickering amongst themselves.  They sat down, and were quiet.

 Most people looked around the room during the last minute before class.  All found the green man at the back left corner strangely intriguing, if not a little scary.

 At the last second, just before the professor was about to start the class, a small, green old man entered the room.  He caused the class to start a minute late, which he apologized for as he found his chair.  This startled the professor, who by now was proven to be obviously clumsy, and his notes scattered.  The next five minutes were made up of the professor gathering them, all the while leaving the students wondering about their two green classmates.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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