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A Special Trainer	By : gokusbbygrl Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Gohan meets Vegeta and Nappa at his work one day. Gohan tells them about his family and Vegeta ponders about training him after hearing his father refuses to. In the end Nappa is pissed at Vegeta's decision to train the young man.

A/N: ok so here's a rough outline of how things go. Gohan and Goten are twins and Trunks is their best friend. Bulla's in this too and she's only two years younger than Trunks. Yamcha is married to Bulma. Oh and Yamcha is a Saiyan too (i had to T&B have to be saiyans its not the same if they arent)

Ages:

Gohan&Goten: 17

Trunks:18

Vegeta:26

Nappa: 28

~Chapter 1~ A Special Trainer

VPOV

Though I can't really feel any emotions anymore, pain I can certainly feel, weather it's emotional or physical it doesn't matter I just want to feel it. Which is why I keep a blade in nightstand and have reminders of my cheating ex in my house.

Right now I wish I was home so I could feel it again but Nappa had told me I needed to develop a social life. We're out at one of the local bars Cherry Pop. This place has everything from strippers to whores to waitresses with skimpy outfits. Not everyone who works here is a girl the person who waited on us tonight was a man, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very slender body structure. He wasn't half bad looking in fact I was thinking about how he would look in my bed

handcuffed with a muzzle on.

"Hey Vegeta, loosen up and have fun," Nappa said pulling me out of my muse and placing his hand on the table with a thud.

"And why should I? Hmmm Nappa? Tell me what's so great about this planet anyways?" I said raising my voice.

"Now, now Vegeta I didn't mean to offend you...I-it's just that your not yourself anymore. You used to be willing to go out and do things but ever since Raditz left and your girlfriend left you for a human, you've been acting different."

Before I could respond one of the waiters came up to us. He was tall not quite as tall as Nappa but pretty tall. He was wearing black boots that came to his knees, red skinny jeans, that were obviously one size too small, and a fishnet shirt with a open but tight leather jacket over top.

"Hi, I'm Gohan. I'll be your waiter for the rest of the evening, sorry about Sam's shift being over. You guys need anything?"

Nappa eyed him like a piece of candy before saying, "Well don't you look good in that uniform."

The younger man blushed and looked downward. "Actually these are my normal clothing I didn't get a chance to change."

"Doesn't it bother your parents that you dress like that or even work in a place like this?" I couldn't help but ask.

He looked up at me. "Well my dad is fine with it but my mom says I look too manly to pull off the outfits that I wear, not to mention gay. And for working here, they don't even know that I do this. They think that I spend the night over at my best friend's house," he ended smiling sheepishly while rubbing the back of his head.

"Yo! Gohan table six!" called the bartender. He nodded back and said bye before leaving.

"Geez...'Geta why'd you make the poor kid give you his whole life story?" I didn't answer.

-----X

A few hours later the place died down to where there was only a couple people. And Gohan walked up to us again.

"Hey you guys want another round?"

"Nah I'm good. What about you 'Geta?" Nappa asked with slightly slurry words.

"No but your buzzed. And don't call me that..." I responded.

"Did you guys drive here?" Gohan asked.

"No," Nappa said "We Fle-"

"Walked! We walked here. Right Nappa?"

"Oh yeah, we walked."

"That's good because I would have taken your keys away if you drove. Mind if I sit down?"

We both shook our heads and with that he grabbed a chair, placed it backwards and sat down.

"So what brings you guys to a smutty place like this?"

"I was dragged here by my roommate," I told him. "But he only comes here for the drinks. And I must admit they have very strong drinks."

Gohan laughed. "Yeah the drinks here could knock an elephant on it's ass."

"And that's exactly what I need," Nappa said. "I have a high tolerance of alcohol. Unlike most people." He turned towards me mid sentence.

"I can handle liquor AND keep it down, Nappa."

Gohan laughed again. "You guys are awesome. The worst match in the world but ya still make work huh?"

"What do you mean?" Nappa asked.

"I mean you guys are exact opposites but you work well together, kinda like how protons and electrons cancel each other out on atoms."

"What?" Nappa replied.

"Nothing, sorry I'm kind of a nerd. At school people think I'm am outcast but I still have some friends," he said smiling.

"So you got the brains do ya? Well then who has the bronze?" I joked chuckling.

"My brother Goten probably. I mean he's a smart kid but he doesn't use his head he does nothing but get into fights. Sometimes I think he's even worse than our dad."

"Really? Tell me more about your brother and father...if your ok with it that is." I said.

"I would love to. I should probably start with Goten, he's my twin, we're always together...well most if the time anyways. He's younger than I am but only by a couple minutes but man is he hyper. We would always get into trouble as kids."

"Ya don't say?" Nappa finally made his presence be noticed again.

"Yeah and he looks exactly like our father same hair cut and everything, until the other day that is. Anyways, he loves to fight, and so do I but my mom made me focus more on my studies."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I don't really know I'm guessing it was compromise between my mom and dad. He would get his fighter and she would get her scholar."

"So your father he enjoys fighting?" I thought out loud.

He nodded. "My father does martial arts. I think he's a professional, he has won the WMAT before."

"Wait what? What's a WMAT?" Nappa asked scratching his head.

"Worlds Martial Arts Tournament. It's pretty much self explanatory, my dad wants Goten and I to sign up this year."

"Wait your telling me that there's an event held just so people can watch other people beat he shit out of each other?"

"Yep and there's a grant money prize if you win."

"I can't believe it. Nappa we have to sign up!"

"For what?"

"This WMAT. It will be an excellent way to test out our strength."

"If you say so Prince Vegeta."

"Did he just call you Prince?"

"No, well yes but he's drunk he doesn't know what he's saying. Hell even when he's not drunk he still doesn't know he's saying," I was telling the truth Nappa isn't the brightest person in the world.

“Oh, well that's not very nice to say about your roommate.”

“Its true. Right, Nappa?”

“Whaa...? Oh sure what every you say Vegeta.”

Gohan just sat there staring at him. “How can anyone be that dense. He is most definitely worse than my father.”

“Speaking of which you only told me about your brother,” I stated.

“Oh yeah. My dad...well he's not the smartest person on the planet but he sure is when it comes to fighting. He basically is addicted to fighting, no matter what he's doing he'll stop if finds a good opponent. I must admit though, he is an amazing father. I only wish I could have spent more time with him as a kid. Goten got most of his attention.”

“Sounds like someone is jealous,” I smirked.

“I'm not jealous...ok maybe a little but not because of him getting attention from our dad. It's because he's better than me at fighting. If our dad spent half as much time training me like he did Goten, I would be so much stronger. And maybe I would be a challenge.”

“Hmmm... I didn't think of you as being the jealous type at least over that. ”

“Haven’t you ever heard 'Never judge a book by its cover'?” He laughed.

“No, I haven't but I do know what it means. And your right,” I chuckled. “But you shouldn't put yourself down like that. If you want I'll train you myself.”

“What?! You can't be serious Vegeta! You never train anyone!!!” Nappa practically shouted.

“You really mean it?” Gohan asked smiling.

“Sure kid. I'll train you just so you'll be an actual challenge in the WMAT.”

I wrote down mine and Nappa's address, telling him to stop by anytime.

“Wow I can't thank you enough. I can't wait!”

One of the female workers came over. “Hey Gohan it's quitting time. You should probably go over to Capsule Corp., before they lock you out again.”

He laughed. “Yeah your right. Last time I went into Trunks' room late at night Bulma and Yamcha chewed me out for it."

Nappa and I got up and left. When we got out side I was getting ready to lift into the air when I heard Nappa say something.

“Are you out of your mind Prince Vegeta? What if he finds out about us, what we are. Huh? I don't think we should risk training this kid.”

“If you were listening, you'd have heard what little he said about his father. ”

“So what”

“So by what I've heard his father could be the low level Saiyan we're looking for. I can't pass up this opportunity, and if his father is a Saiyan then he would be able to handle my training,” I said taking off into the sky with Nappa not to far behind.

TBC....

AN: This is my first story so please review. I don't care if they're mean I want to know how I did and how I can improve. Let me know please.
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