Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Foreign Exchange Students ❯ Fight 1 ( Chapter 3 )

The next morning, Amelia and Joe were eating breakfast.

"I can't believe that Saiyans have eggs and bacon," Joe said.

"Me neither," she said just as she was finishing off her eggs. She then devoured her last piece of bacon.

Joe finished his breakfast. "So . . . what do you plan on doing today?"

"I don't know."

Just then a knock came at the door. Joe got up and answered, but didn't see anyone at first. Then he looked down and saw Prince Vegeta, who looked extremely annoyed (like he normally looks).

"Good morning, Prince Vegeta," they both said monotonously.

Vegeta did not return the sentiment. "Today you are to participate in a fight," he said with a smirk.

"A fight? With who?" Joe asked.

"Yes a fight. And with our best fighter on the planet."

"Your best fighter?! The Saiyans are supposed to be the greatest fighting race in perhaps the entire universe!" Amelia protested.

"Well, that's too bad, isn't it?" responded Vegeta with a sneer.

Yes, it is, Joe thought.

"When do we have to do this?" Joe inquired.

Vegeta smirked. "You have 30 minutes to prepare."

Joe and Amelia's eyes widened.

"Good day," Vegeta said and curtly walked off.

*30 minutes later*

"Looks like we have to go," said Joe, who was looking at some odd Saiyan timepiece that Vegeta had left.

"Then, let's go . . ."

They reluctantly walked down the dirt path to the palace.

But they were intercepted about halfway there by, our favorite midget, Prince Vegeta.

"So, where is your ultimate fighter?" Joe inquired with as much confidence as he could muster.

"You are looking at him," Vegeta said smugly.

Joe immediately began sizing him up. Well, he's short, but he looks like he could definitely pack a punch. It looks like this fight is gonna push me to my limits.

Vegeta stood their calmly. "Who would like to lose to___ I mean fight me first?"

Joe had to restrain himself from rolling his eyes. "I guess I will," he said.

Foolish human, Vegeta thought.

Joe went into a fighting stance, while Vegeta just stood there.

"Are you ready? If not, too bad, because we begin . . . NOW!" Vegeta declared.

Joe threw a roundhouse kick, quick as a flash, at Vegeta's temple. He jumped back, then surged forward with a fury of punches. Joe was just barely able to block or dodge all of them. Barely, but he did it . . .

This was obviously frustrating Vegeta, so his punches became more and more sloppy. Finally, when the time was right, Joe seized Vegeta's wrist and twisted as hard as he could. It would have immediately floored anyone . . . anyone except Vegeta (well, and some of our favorite Saiyans, but they aren't in this story . . . yet).

Vegeta, instead of doing the 270 degree flip, he went through a 360, landing back on his feet.

"Good move, human. But not good enough!"

Realizing that this guy wasn't going to go for the non-contact punches of a sparring match, Joe quickly changed tactics.

Vegeta swung a hard right.

Joe ducked under it and drove his shoulder into Vegeta's stomach. This winded the Saiyan slightly. But then, Joe jerked his upper body upwards, causing the Prince to fly over his shoulder and land flat on his back on the ground.

Vegeta quickly got up and brushed himself off. He chuckled to himself.

"OK, human. I have toyed with you long enough."

He's got to be bluffing . . . doesn't he? Joe thought.

Joe found out quickly. Vegeta then charged in with an extremely powerful-looking punch, which Joe didn't even have to dodge because . . .

Vegeta withdrew his fist and kicked Joe in the gut.

Joe exhaled sharply. "Ohhhhh," he groaned as he doubled over.

"If you can't breathe, you can't fight."

"If you can't act, you can't trick someone like I just did," Joe responded. What Vegeta hadn't realized was that Joe had let out a kia just as the punch met, greatly softening the blow.

"What?!" Vegeta exclaimed, enraged.

Joe quickly recovered and went to punch Vegeta in the face.

Vegeta grabbed his fist and began squeezing with all the strength of a Saiyan.

Joe could feel his fingers breaking. He wanted to scream, but did not want to show weakness or defeat to the arrogant prince.

"Stop it, Saiyan, or you will have to deal with me!" Amelia exclaimed in a bold, and somewhat foolish, act.

However, the Prince was at the unfortunate (for him) disadvantage of having not been in the control room with his father during their sparring match. So, for all he knew Amelia could be 10 times better than Joe.

Vegeta released Joe's hand, and Joe walked back to stand next to Amelia. "Be careful . . ." he whispered.

She then stepped in front of Vegeta.

"GO!" Vegeta said.

She allowed him to throw the first punch, which she dodged easily.

Suddenly, Vegeta felt her energy level flare up.

What is this? Vegeta thought.

She then threw a hard punch right at his face, which he was barely able to block. She then used her other hand to send a punch into his gut, all the while looking at his eyes, making sure that if he came up with a plan, she'd know about it.

Suddenly Vegeta couldn't think straight. His mind wasn't as focused as it usually was while he was fighting.

As she landed kick after pummeling kick to his legs, he wanted to know more about this human.

Suddenly, he was on his back, the kicks having brought his legs out from under him.

Amelia helped him back up. "You seem to be a good fighter," she said. "But you need to work on your defense."

Vegeta simply grunted and walked back to the palace.

The two humans went back to the guest house.

"Let me get this straight, I beat you. He beat me. You beat him," Joe said, confused.

"Go figure . . ."