Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School...Dbz Style ❯ Something New ( Chapter 16 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Disclaimer: Dun't own nuttin'
Hey I got some free time on my hands so here's ch. 16! It's an idea from my RL friend, Sarah.
I've mentioned her before. Well anyways, here it goes!
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Vegeta, Piccolo, and Goku watched as Bulma walked up to her door. She waved, they waved
and they started off down the side walk. The guys had decided after the event filled detention
to walk there girls to their homes and hang at Piccolo's pad.

Soon they reached their destination, and Piccolo pulled out his key, unlocked the door, and entered,
leaving the door open for his pals. Vegeta and Goku raised their eyebrows. They had never been
in Piccolo's place before and found it to be really cool.

"Wow Piccolo, nice pad." Goku said looking around at the comfortable chairs and large stereo.

"Thanks. My old man gives me cash every month, he's never around so he makes it up with that."

Vegeta crossed his arms, "Hmph, well my mother sends me money too. And plenty."

Piccolo raised an eye ridge, "Saving up for something? You haven't changed your house much."

Vegeta smirked, "Actually I have enough for it now."

"Oooh what is it?" Goku asked excitedly.

"Why should I tell you?"

"Aw C'mon Vegeta..."

"Ok...an electric guitar and amp." Vegeta looked a little embarrassed.

"Really dude?" Piccolo said, smirking. "That's cool."

"Coooooooooooool...." Goku said in awe.

"Ya know...my dad used to play electric guitar and left me his old one. He also gave me a drum set."

"Sweet." Vegeta said, smirking.

Inspiration suddenly dawned on Goku's face. "Idea!" The two others looked at him.

"Idea! I gotta idea! Ooooooh it's so cool!" Goku jumped around, clapping his hands.

"What is it?" Vegeta and Piccolo asked at the same time.
"We could start a BAND!"

The other two were expressionless for a moment until a smile spread across their lips. {smirk or whatever}

"You know, Kakarot..." Vegeta said, "That's the first sensible idea you've ever had."

"Yay!" Goku looked as if all his wishes had come true. "This will be so rad!"

"C'mon you two," Piccolo started for the door, "Lets get Vegeta's stuff and start!"


Soon the three were headed for The §hack, the popular instrumental and music provider in town.
The discussion on the way led to their families.

"My dad died when I was young, and my mother....I don't know where she is." Goku said tonelessly,
watching the ground before him as he walked.

"Well...I don't know about my mother," Piccolo raised an eye ridge, "but my father is always away on work. Like you two, I came from space. I'm not sure why...My dad tried to take over the world once or something. He never says anything about mom. I don't remember ever having one."

Vegeta shoved his hands in his pockets. "My stories similar to Kakorot's but My father was the
King of our Race, and he died when I was young...My mother sent me to this planet to save me
from the person who killed my father...and he hasn't found me...yet."

Piccolo looked thoughtful, "Ya know, you two, me, and Chi-Chi are the only high school students
that live by themselves."

Vegeta shrugged, "That's not bad."

Goku nodded, "Yeah it's pretty cool."

Piccolo nodded too, "Yeah, I think so too."

Vegeta looked at Goku, "Do you know why Chi-Chi lives on her own? I thought her dad was alive."

Goku nodded, "Yeah her dad's alive, but he's somewhere really far away, on some mission or something."

"Word." Piccolo said, and then scowled. "I hate when parents never tell you what they are doing."

"Oh, here we are." Vegeta announced, looking up at the bright sign that read: ºThe §hackº

They entered the store and their eyes widened at the large selection of musical instruments. Allalong and on the wall were base to acoustic guitars, amplifiers, brass, woodwind, and string
instruments. In the next room were piano's and key boards of all kinds, and books of music sat in
files along the wall.

A young man, about 23 years old, with long hair and sunglasses, came to help.

"May I help you find what your lookin' for, dudes?" he asked, adjusting his sun glasses.

"Yeah..." Piccolo looked to Vegeta. "We'll need a base player so how about a base guitar."

Vegeta smirked, "Sounds good to me."

The long haired man led them to the wall of guitars and showed them which were bases.

"Which one would ya like?"
Vegeta glanced around and spotted a bright red one and pointed to it. "That one."

"Good choice..." He took it off of it's holder thing and looked at them. "will this be all?"

"No, I need an amp." Vegeta ordered. After looking at the various kinds of amps Vegeta picked one
and purchased the things. The man put his things in two separate boxes and as Vegeta walked down
the sidewalk with a large box under each arm people looked at him oddly.

They soon arrived back at Piccolo's and he led them downstairs.

Goku and Vegeta's eyes widened and their eyebrows raised. Both of their jaws dropped.

The basement had black shaggy carpet, the walls a lime green, and in the corner
was a black giutar on a stand, hooked up to a large amp., and a set of red drums.
There were two blue couches faceing them.On a table on the opposite wall was a vending and soda
machine.

"Colorful and cool isn't it?" Piccolo smirked at the two dumbfounded saiyans.
"And watch how you work the venders..." he walked up to the soda machine and hit the button for Dr.
Pepper hard with his fist. A second later a bottle of Dr. Pepper came into the dispenser and he picked
it up, smiling. "We don't have to use any cash, heh heh. So grab a drink and lets get started."


Soon, Piccolo was helping Vegeta set up his amp and guitar.

"Dude I had no clue you could play, or knew anything, about guitars!" Vegeta exclaimed as Piccolo
strummed on his own electric guitar, tuning it.
"Well now you do." Piccolo looked at him and put his shoulder strap over himself. He threw Vegeta
a red one, "Here, it will keep you from having to hold up your guitar constantly."

He walked over to Goku, handing him two black drum sticks. "Now don't bang on these drums too hard,
they aren't made for saiyan banging." Goku nodded wildly, a big goofy grin in place. He sat at the
drums and tapped them all in turn gently.

After Piccolo taught him some different beats and drum technics he walked back to Vegeta and handed him
a guitar music book labeled "Getting started with your stringed friend."

"Study it and practice." Piccolo said, crossing his arms and watching his pupil.Vegeta studied the notes
and Piccolo was surprised at how fast he picked up on it. He helped him learn to move his fingers to different
notes at a fast pace and soon Vegeta had "Mary Had A Little Lamb" memorized and able to play it through with no
mistakes.

"Yeah! I'm good! I'm the master!" Vegeta smirked triumphantly. Piccolo rolled his eyes but had to admit he was a
natural.

He smiled, "Great now we can get started with the band faster than I thought."

His two comrades smiled {smirked} back at him. "Wait..." Goku said, a look of wonder on his face, "What is the band
gonna be called?"

Both Piccolo and Vegeta's smirks dropped. "No clue..." they both answered, rubbing thier chins.

"The...Guys?" Piccolo suggested.

"Too corny." Vegeta rejected.

"The Aliens?" Goku said.

"Too revealing...." Piccolo discarded.

"The Dudes With Guitars." Goku said.

"No...." Both Piccolo and Vegeta said, turning it down.

"The Saiyans?"
"No...I'm not one.." Piccolo growled.

"The Bug-Eyed Space Invaders?"

"No, Kakarot!" Vegeta scowled.

Goku's eyes became all big and innocent, "The bunnies?"

Both Vegeta and Piccolo raised an eyebrow at Goku. He scratched the back of his head and laughed hesitantly.

Inspiration dawned on Vegeta's face, "The Extraterrestrials."

"But that's just the same thing as Aliens and I suggested that!" Goku pouted.

"Well we can spell it cool." Vegeta explained.

"Huh?"

Vegeta grabbed a peice of paper and a pen and leaned on a desk writing on it.Piccolo and Goku
looked at him questioningly. Vegeta put the pen down and, smirking held up the paper. It read:



The Xtra TerrestrialZ


"Hey..." Piccolo smirked, "Thats actually a pretty cool idea."

"Yeah!" Goku agreed, smiling.

"Well we have a name. Now lets write soem music!" Vegeta smirked.

Piccolo grabbed some blank music sheets and, thinking, started writing out an intro. Vegeta and
Goku put their heads together and started trying to think up some lyrics.

"Well....," Vegeta said, pondering, "I don't want to write mushy love songs."

"Oh sure you can be mushy to your girl but wont sing mushy?" Goku smiled.

Vegeta blushed, "I don't know what your talking about...hmph."

Goku shook his head, smile in place, and then it faltered. "Well can't we write one song for our
girls?" He asked.
Vegeta rubbed his chin and, after a moment or two, sighed, "Fine..."

"Yay!" Goku exclaimed.

Soon Vegeta and Goku had thought up a chorus and the first verse of the song. Piccolo looked at
the lyrics and added some music that would work well. After about an hour the three new musicians
had a decent song put together.

"Well, lets practice." Piccolo said.

After a few times of reading, re-reading, and re-re-reading, they had the words down. Piccolo
scratched Vegeta's notes down and put them on a stand in front of him.

"I'll be playing the melody and you're here to sing and help back me up." Piccolo said, walking over
to his own music. Goku was seated at the drums, drum sticks in hands, ready to roll. Piccolo grabbed
his guitar pick and looked at the two.

"Ready? Goku count down."

"Ooooo! I always wanted to do this!" Goku said happily.

Goku hit the sticks together, "One!" *hit* "Two!" *hit hit hit* "One Two Three!"



*He beat on the drums and soon had a nice beat going. Vegeta started playing on his bass and soon
Piccolo joined in with a fast tune that was rockin'.*

*Goku leaned closer to the microphone in front of him, not stopping the beat and sang softly:*

Your eyes...shine like the stars in my heart,

Your face...is a fine and beautiful piece of art,

In the night I want to hold you,

And keep you safe and warm,

And make sure no one takes you away from me,

Girl....I want to keep you mine.

*Piccolo and Vegeta joined in, Piccolo singing smooth and deep, and Vegeta and Goku a bit higher,like silk the words poured from their mouths:*
Girl...you are mine,

Your so delectable and no ones going to take you away.

I will keep you safe and protect you,

I will never let you go, you will stay.

I don't mean to be forceful...but my heart has to have you,

Your like a drug, I'm addicted to,

your like a soft silk, I want to hold on to,

your like the food, I need to go on,

And...I...will...always...HOLD ON!

*Piccolo started playing faster and louder, the music booming from his amp, and the three yell-sang:*

Your like a drug I'm addicted to!

Your like soft silk, I want to hold on to!

Your like the food, I need to go on!

And I Will never....LET YOU GO!

*Goku banged on the drums and hit the cymbal hard.*

*Vegeta leaned close to the mic in front of him and sang:*

Your skin...is softer than velvet,

Your hair...makes me want to stroke it,

When your feeling down and like there's no one in the world,

I will come from the shadows and take you in my arms,

You can cry on my shoulder and let your feelings go,

because Girl....I will never let you go.
*The three sang the chorus as smooth as before:*

Girl...you are mine,

Your so delectable and no ones going to take you away.

I will keep you safe and protect you,

I will never let you go, you will stay.

I don't mean to be forceful...but my heart has to have you,

Your like a drug, I'm addicted to,

your like a soft silk, I want to hold on to,

your like the food, I need to go on,

And...I...will...always...HOLD ON!

*They started scream singing again:*

Your like a drug I'm addicted to!

Your like soft silk, I want to hold on to!

Your like the food, I need to go on!

And I Will never....LET YOU GO!

*Piccolo leaned closer to the mic and in his deep voice sang:*

Your hand...is begging for me to hold it,

Your lips...are so smooth and begging for mine,

When your cold I will warm you with my arms,

When you cry I will wipe away your tears,

I want to look into your eyes and let you know,

Girl....your mine.

*They all sang the chorus again:*
Your so delectable and no ones going to take you away.

I will keep you safe and protect you,

I will never let you go, you will stay.

I don't mean to be forceful...but my heart has to have you,

Your like a drug, I'm addicted to,

your like a soft silk, I want to hold on to,

your like the food, I need to go on,

And...I...will...always...HOLD ON!



Your like a drug, I'm addicted to!

Your like soft silk, I want to hold on to!

Your like the food, I need to go on!

And I Will never....LET YOU GO!

*Goku made a round of banging on the drums, while Vegeta and Piccolo played like crazy, until
Vegeta was left playing three last notes, once....twice..and a final time, and the music from
his amp. died away, leaving the quite welcoming of applause, but of course...no one was there so
sadly, it never came.*


It was replaced with the three young singers whoops of triumph.

"That...was awesome...." Piccolo smirked. The other two nodded.

"We HAVE to get our girls to listen!" Vegeta commanded and started heading for the door, he was
willing to fly to Bulma's and, no matter what was going on in her life, drag her over to listen.

Vegeta stopped at Piccolo's tired words: "Tomorrow."

Vegeta sighed, "Fine," Then he agreed, "I don't think I can sing again now anyways."

Goku floated over to the coke machine and gulped down a coke. "WHEW! That scream singing makes
my voice HURT!"

"Heh heh.." Vegeta smirked and shoved Goku out of the way, "We'll get used to it." He grabbed a
sprite and gulped it down.

"Hey throw me a coke Vegeta." Piccolo said. Vegeta threw one hard at him and he caught it in one
hand and took a big gulp.

Piccolo collapsed on the couch. "Man...singing is almost more tiering then singing."

Goku's eyes widened, "I know! Speaking of training I need to work out! Look I'm getting a pop belly!"

Goku lifted his shirt to reveal washboard abs. They were extending over the top of his shorts
only just a little. "See!"

Piccolo and Vegeta sweat dropped. Vegeta yawned, "And I wanted to sing the song to our girls tonight..."

"Well," Piccolo smiled, holding up his bottle of soda for a toast, "Tomorrow is another day."

The three toasted and finished off thier drinks, thoughts of Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Karina's reactions
running through their minds...


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Next chapter Vegeta, Piccolo, and Goku expose thier new found talent and song to thier girl friends!
And at school before that, what's this? New students? And they are familiar? Uh oh, this could
spell trouble or good...maybe even both! Who knows?