AN: Yea, another rewrite of the first few chapters. I'm sorry, but their crappiness was annoying me. Go figure. x_x;;

Disclaimer: Don't own. -sigh- If I did, I would have made so many slashy scenes...

PS. Over the next few days, like I said, I will be rewriting the first 8 or so chapters. ^_^;; Hopefuly, I wont even again have to rewrite them again.

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As you all know, most kids have to go to the torture chamber called a school. Some lucky few are home schooled.

On Vegita-sei, there is no such thing as a school. Little Saiya-jins are taught the most very important things, like fighting, by their parents or older siblings. This is probably the reason why books aren’t very popular.

And yet their technology is greatly advanced. Go figure.

Anyway, lets move on, since I doubt that you care much about the society of these people.

Chibi Vegita, the crown Prince of this red planet, was just like the other children. He loved to fight, eat, fight, train, eat, and train some more. Life was good. Life was 'simple'. Everyone was afraid of him and of his powerful father, King Vegita.

All that changed in one faithful moment, and his world was turned upside down. Literally.

It started out as a normal day. He trained with Nappa, ate enough food to feed a human army, fought with his friends, and then decided to go to sleep.

After he changed into his favorite pair of blue Pajamas, he fluffed his pillows and hopped into the large King sized bed. He soon drifted off to sleep and began his dream of conquering new and exotic lands, only to be rudely awakened by the slam of his chamber door.

He groggily opened his sleepy eyes and looked around for the intruder, quite intent on blasting him to the Next Dimension.

Alas, he could not content himself with the murder, for the stranger turned up to be none other than daddy dearest.

"Father, what do you want?" he asked, mind still clouded with sleep.

King Vegita frowned, sitting on the edge of his sons bed.

"Father? Why are you staring at me like that?" he paused, "Who died?"

The King shook his head, the crown that was perched on his brown hair tilting slightly, "No one, Vegita-ouji. That’s not why I'm here."

"Alright...then why 'did' you wake me up?" Vegita asked, eyes narrowing. He had a bad feeling about all of this.

"Well," Vegita-sama cleared his throat, "As you know, when I die, you will rule this empire of ours. However, the future King needs to be educated, 'not' a monkey who doesn't know left from right."

Vegita's eyebrow rose, "What's your point?"

King Vegita sweatdropped, "My point, oh foolish one, is that unless you go to school, you can kiss your cushy position goodbye."

Vegita gaped, eye's as wide as saucers, "Are you INSANE?! I'm not going to any school filled with pampered weaklings who couldn't win a fight to save their lives! No! Can't you just teach me yourself!?"

"My son, you know I would never sentence you to death camp on purpose, but I simply don't have enough time to do it myself. Taking over planets takes allot of time, you know. It wont be so bad. Really."

"But, father, you forget, there are no schools on Vegita-sei!" he said, grinning. Feh, he would get out of this yet!

A somewhat sadistic and perturbing smile crossed the face of the King. It slightly freaked Vegita out.

"Yes, Vegita-ouji. After careful consideration, I have figured out how to get around that annoying little problem. We simply must send you to this planet called...Dirt...no, wait...it was....Earth. Ah, yes. That’s it. Strange name. You leave first thing in the morning. Get some sleep."

And with that said, he left, leaving behind a horrified Chibi.

Vegita's screams echoed throughout the universe.

He then promptly fainted. Oh, I'm sorry, passed out. Fainted is such a...girly word.

The next morning, he was awoken by a random servant. Well, seeing as how Vegita was kind of pissed off, and I'm using the word 'pissed off' lightly, that was the last thing the servant did before he was blasted into the Next Dimension.

Poor man. His only crime being in the wrong place at the wrong time. He never even got a name. How sad.

Grumbling to himself, Vegita dressed in a shiny new armored outfit with a complementary matching cape. As he tugged his boots on, he mentally cursed his father, the Kingdom, and school. He would get revenge for this. Yes, he would. Even if it was the last thing he did.

Somehow, he got a feeling that it really 'would' be the last thing he did. Bugger.

With a stifled yawn, Vegita walked out into the hall and made his way to the Royal Space Pods. He passed Nappa and without missing a beat imbedded him in the nearest wall.

Nappa is so abused. -sigh-

Blinking, the balding Saiya-jin just laid there for a minute or two before passing out cold, a confused expression on his face.

Soon, Chibi-Vegita entered the large compartment and was quickly directed to a pod with the royal insigne on it by another servant.

As random man #2 clicked some buttons, he tolled the aggravated prince that he would arrive in exactly 8.5 hours.

After Vegita stepped inside, the hatch door slammed shut and the ship took off without giving the Chibi a chance to sit down properly.

The silence was broken by a long, loud swear.

"Kisama, father! I will get you back for this!"

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AN: o.o Well? How was it? Better than the first version? ^^ Review and tell me. Also, I'm half done with chapter 13, so it should be out soon. In it, Vegita is scarred for life. Even more so than usual. He witnesses the thing that made you cringe when you thought back to your childhood.

~[Onto Chapter Two!]~

This page last updated December 4, 2004.