Reincarnation

Chapter 5: Peace was never an option towards Vegeta

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A soft buzzing noise awoke Vegeta. It was faint, but he could hear it. He could feel it as well.

Still half asleep, the boy rummaged through his pockets on his clothes and struggled to pull his phone out, the vibrations getting louder as he squinted at the alarm. He hit the snooze button and threw his phone beside him, sleep slowly taking over him again.

He groaned when he heard the alarm go off again, and sat up. He glanced at the stop button and pressed it, before slowly getting off the bed. "Of all days I feel most comfortable sleeping in, I had to have classes in the morning . . ."

Surprisingly, Vegeta didn't wake up in fear or confusion this time, which bothered him. He did recall having a dream just like every other night. But this dream seemed . . . Peaceful? He went to the kitchen and grabbed two pieces of bread and a toaster.

He didn't remember much from the dream, only that he seemed to enjoy it, before getting upset about something, but even that something wasn't worrisome. Vegeta sat on the countertop and waited for his toast to pop up, swaying his legs around in boredom as they didn't quite reach the floor.

The flame-haired male grabbed his toast the moment he could, and quickly looked through the cupboards for a spread. He was lucky enough to find peanut butter inside the first cupboard, but then he groaned and silently cursed. The damn thing was sitting on the third row.

While muttering a string of colorful words, Vegeta grabbed one of the chairs nearby and placed it in front of the cupboard. He stood on it and immediately got onto the counter. He wasn't planning on dying in vain if the damn thing slipped on the floor.

He grabbed the spread and down, shoving the chair away and finally eating his small breakfast. Vegeta heard Goku groan and shift in the bedroom, and thought he awoke the fool.

Fortunately that wasn't the case, and so as fast as he could, the smaller male ran inside the room, grabbed a few fresh clothes before rushing off to the bathroom. He had plenty of time before class started, he knew that, but the chance of waking up his roommate was unpredictable.

Ignoring the ticking sound that sung throughout the dorm, Vegeta grabbed his things and left the building. Today he just wanted to spend his morning in class, afternoon in his dorm, evening at his home for more items for his dorm, and night back at the dorm. All without any interruptions, because he's had to handle unexpected pains for so long-

"Hey, Vegeta~!" A high-pitched voice called out, pulling him out of his mental schedule. God, he was never there when he needed him. Vegeta started walking faster, ignoring the voice that followed. "Hey Vegeta, wait up! You can't leave me behind!"

"Yes I can and I will!" He yelled and started jogging in the halls, skidding to the side every now and then when turning. "Go away Bulma! I need to get to class!"

"We have the same class, jerk!" The blue-haired girl grabbed onto the flame-haired male's satchel, jerking him back from running and standing face-to-face with her. "And besides, I've been wanting to talk to you."

"If it's about yesterday's little situation with me walking in on you and the jock you better shut it." Vegeta pointed a finger at her angrily. "I'm in no mood for chit-chat, so you better give me a reason to stay."

Bulma sighed and let go, looking down at the ground with a doleful look swimming across her face. "Do you ever look at someone and think they're amazing? Not because of their body, but for themselves entirely?"