CHAPTER 1:

THE MOVE

"Dammit Vegeta! Can't you concentrate and keep your eyes on the damn road?" screamed Serena irritably. "This is the second time you have passed our exit!"

"Well, if you would just can your stupid mouth for once, we might actually get there on time, woman!" screamed back Vegeta Sr. angrily.

And on and on it went. Vegeta (Jr.) sighed aloud and cranked his CD player up a notch to drown out the yelling. They had finally decided to move out of Breckinridge and were now moving (according to Serena) to a much better and decent neighborhood, where hopefully “our little Vegeta, can grow up without all those bad influences”. Vegeta smirked at the thought. He had loved Breckinridge. It was the one place where he had developed his toughness.

If only father knew he had little or no influence in the matter.

To his parents, Vegeta was the perfect son. Quiet and serious, he was a straight "A" student and at 17, was the talk of various expensive and well-known colleges. He, however, at night managed to sneak out and was known to the ‘children of the night’ as one of the coolest if not the coolest guys in town. He had proven himself to be no rookie when it came to handling matters in his own unique way. Okay...so he basically beat the shit out of them, but hey...that was his other side.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?" asked Serena, cutting off his thoughts.

"Just great, Mum! Are we almost there yet?" he replied, putting up the extra wattage light bulb smile.

"Soon, Son,” his father answered. "Then you’ll get to see your new home and school. Exciting, isn't it?"

"Sure is, Dad." Boy, I can't wait to get out of this car.

He glanced out the window to view his surroundings. Trees, trees and more trees lined up the long avenue, with houses that were modest, but yet beautiful in structure. Nice tended lawns and flowerbeds flashed in the brilliant sunlight and the sounds of people jogging, walking dogs, you know, the whole Suburban mumbo jumbo, filled the air.

Great! I am in Suburbia Hell.

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Vegeta Sr. slowly turned into their new driveway. The movers had already sent most of their stuff in, so all that was left was their basic personal items.

"We are here!" chirped Vegeta Sr.

"About time," muttered Serena, "The rate at which you were driving, we are lucky to even be here at all. OH HELLO!!” She waved and smiled to a curious neighbor. “What a wonderful garden you have...." And off she went to introduce herself.

The two Vegetas exchanged amused glances. There's Mom for you, came the mutual thought.

"Let's go in son,” declared Vegeta Snr. happily.

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While Vegeta Snr. fumbled with the keys to the front door, Vegeta decided to take a quick look around. The house was just the same as the others, lawn and everything. Across the street was his mom and new neighbors, further down were a group of teenagers who were staring blatantly at the new arrivals. Vegeta snorted to himself.

Making friends here won't be that easy.

They were an odd bunch to say the least. There were three guys and two girls. They began snickering to themselves; huddled around someone who seemed to be checking out the convertible they were all perched on.

"Hey, Goku," said one of the boys, "looks like a new fry has just landed on your street."

The girls giggled as Vegeta tried to swallow down his growing irritation.

"Probably just another one of those wimps," replied the second boy. He was huge and had a gruff voice. Vegeta didn't think he would want to get into a rumble with that one

At least not yet…

"Awww...I think he is kinda cute," said the blue-haired girl.

"You would, you pervert!" screamed the black-haired girl.

"Okay guys, cut it out," came the muffled voice of the Goku person.

He finally raised his head and turned towards the others to see what the fuss was about. Vegeta suddenly stopped short and sucked in a much-needed breath of air.

Oh God! Is he for real?

Dark eyes glimmering with mirth and warmth stared back at him. Dark spiky locks, fluttered softly in the breeze. For a few seconds, time seemed to stand still, as the two boys appraised each other. Vegeta let his eyes roam down a white t-shirt that covered a well-muscled chest, down to jean-clad hips and thighs that did little to hide the power beneath them. Raising back his eyes to the handsome visage, he saw a half smile form with full, perfect lips. He unconsciously and nervously licked his lips as well, sticking suddenly shaking hands into his own jeans pockets.

With a start, he finally noticed Goku nudging the others and then saying, "Come on guys, let’s go introduce ourselves."