Chapter 2: Friend or Headache?

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Heehee~! I return once more! Enjoy this new chapter my friends!

Note: I do not know how college life works, so don't judge.

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Vegeta skimmed through his schedule, not minding how it worked. His history and hardware engineering classes were in the afternoon for two days, while his math and astrology classes were happening for three days in the morning.

He held the keys to his dorm and looked up at the building before him. He was glad he could escape that crowded area the moment he got the chance. That boy, whoever he was, kept distracting him. Who was he? He seemed so, so, so familiar. Maybe they were classmates before?

"Uh, hey there!" Speak of the devil. Vegeta turned to see those big onyx eyes stare back at him with joy. Whoever he was, the raven-head cared less as he grew impatient and wanted to head inside.

"Yes? Do you want something?" He crossed his arms and stood proudly.

"I'm Son Kakarot, but you can call me Goku. You are-?" Goku stuck his hand out, a grin still stuck on his face.

Vegeta glanced at the hand and looked back at the tall male. God he wanted to shake that hand, tell him his name, maybe even be friends. And for a moment, he did do that. He shook his hand, became his friend, enjoyed his college life, and thanked the stars he made that decision.

All inside his head.

Because he would never agree to doing this in person- come on. With his dignity and pride on the line? Forget it. He scoffed and glared at Kakarot. "I am Vegeta no Ouji. You can put your hand down, I won't accept it." He raised an eyebrow. "If that's all you can go away now. I'm quite busy."

"I'm sure you are but-" Goku began, pulling out his dorm key.

"If you know then you'll leave." Vegeta turned around and walked towards the building. He checked his watch as he entered through the doors. 9:32. More than enough time to put his things in his dorm room until he had to go give Tarble his bag-

"So you live in the same building as I do?" Goku tilted down to see Vegeta's face, curious as to why he had an angered face. The smaller male jumped at the voice and nearly dropped his schedule. He glowered at the other and pushed him to the side.

"Do you not know what personal space is, you moron?" His noses wrinkled at the faint scent of manure and frowned in disgust. "Did you come from a farm?"

"Ow! You don't have to be mean, you know." He rubbed his shoulder, and tilted his head, confused. "And uh, yeah. Why?"

"No wonder." Vegeta pinched the bridge of his nose. "Well then, farm boy-"

"I'm Goku-"

"-Kakarot, why did you come to bother me?" He gestured to the people walking around them as he tried to shake the taller male off of him. "Why not ask any of these fools instead?" He was in no mood to talk to someone, much less this fool.

"Oi! Who you callin' fools?!" He heard someone yell. He just gave them the finger and kept his gaze on the boy in front of him.

"Well, I would, but, technically, you're the only person I know here." Goku smiled foolishly. "Aand because I can't find my brother. So, you're sort of the next best thing, you know?"

Vegeta felt his eye twitch as he controlled his breathing. Of all days he couldn't have peace for a minute it had to be today. If he found out who and where Kami was he wouldn't hesitate to kill that damn son of a-

"Fine." He gritted out, clenching his teeth. He crossed his arms and glared daggers at Goku. "But only this time. Ask me for this again and I'll bash your head in the wall. Got it?" Goku nodded, pleased he could finally talk to the stranger he grew fond of. Vegeta sighed. "Now what do you need my help for?"

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