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Prologue

The sun peeked out from behind a cloud, shining on a merry gathering. A group of people was having a party, hosted by one Bulma Briefs.

"When's lunch?" The question came from a tall man in an orange gi, and black hair that went every which way.

A woman with her black hair in a tight bun sighed. She looked up from the bowl she was mixing. "Goku, I told you. You can eat in five minutes or so."

"Aw, but I'm hungry." Goku was cut off by a glare from the woman, Chi- chi. "Uh, going now." He ran off before she could say anything else.

"You really should pay more attention to your surroundings."

"Gah!" Goku jumped in the air and quickly spun around. He found a woman with straight blonde hair and icy blue eyes. "Oh, Eighteen! When did you get here?"

"That's my point." Eighteen crossed her arms. "If I were an enemy, it'd be pitifully easy to ambush you."

"But you're not." He scratched the back of his head, not understanding.

The woman rolled her eyes to the sun, which had escaped the cloud it had been covered by. "If I was. My point is, you never pay attention to your surroundings."

"I agree with the tin can." A male voice came from behind Goku, who jumped and spun again.

A man slightly shorter than himself with a shok of flame- shaped hair was watching a head of blue hair in a small crowd of their friends. He had his arms crossed and his back to Goku.

"Oh, Vegeta! Don't call Eighteen that, it's not nice!"

"Do I look like I care?"

"Well, maybe?" He shrugged.

"Welcome to 'that was a rhetorical question, Kakarott!'"

"Oh." Pausing, he appeared to think something over. "Uh, what did you mean when you said you agreed with Eighteen?"

Vegeta took a deep breath to calm himself, then turned around slowly. "I meant", he began, schooling himself to patience, "you pay no attention to anything around you. You could take a ki blast to the back before you realized something was there!"

"What? No, I'd notice!" Just then, a ki blast hit Goku in the back. Vegeta held a hand over his mouth, hiding his smirk, but it showed in his eyes.

"Hey!" Goku exclaimed. He looked around for the culprit, and his eyes settled on the android, who had her hand held out in his direction. He was rewarded with a kick to his side that sent him flying. "Vegeta!"

Phasing back to his previous spot, he asked, "What was that for? Is it Attack Goku Day or something?"

"It would be Kill Kakarott Day if we were your enemies!" Vegeta stated, tilting his chin up.

"Oh, great. Is that a holiday of everyone who's tried to kill Goku getting another crack at it?" A new voice made a sarcastic comment, causing everyone to turn to the source.

"Namek, that just might be the best idea that's come out of you mouth yet", Vegeta replied.

"Wouldn't that upset quite a few people, though?" Eighteen questioned. "For example, your wife?"

Vegeta held a hand to his forehead. "Less Kill Kakarott Day, than Attempt to Kill Kakarott Day. It would give the oaf a bit of practice, at any rate."

"Hey, that's a good idea!" The subject of the proposed holiday tapped a finger on his cheek. "I'm not gettig killed, though, right? 'Cause I can't be revived. I think."

"No, Goku", Piccolo sighed. "You are not. That can be a rule. Don't actually kill you."

"Oh, great! So, should I go tell..."

Vegeta slapped a hand over his mouth, effactively silencing Goku. "No. We are not telling anyone. They'll just try to stop us." He shifted position so he was facing everyone else. "The last day of every month, I suppose. We'll meet somewhere different every time, to minimize the chance of getting caught."

"So we're actually doing this." It was less a question then a statement, and it came from Eighteen.

"It would appear so", Piccolo answered.

"All right then!" Goku clapped his hands together a few times. "So, how about the place where I first met Vegeta? And-"

"And I tried to kill you?" said person finished. "Does the bucket of bolts know where it is?"

"Yes, I do", said Eighteen, slightly miffed at the insult. "It's in my information banks. I would assume you knew that, considering the way you act."

Before Vegeta thought up a suitable retort, Piccolo spoke. "Fine then. Let's break this little gathering up before someone comes over to check on what we're saying."

Vegeta and Eighteen both gave a curt nod, and Goku clapped his hands again.

"We'll see each other at the and of this month, then", he finished.

"Goku! Dinner!" Chi- chi's shout gave Goku a start, and he ran off towards her. The rest of them followed in a slightly more dignified way.

AN: Alright, then. That's the prologue!

Goku: Wait, if it's for people who tried to kill me, then-

Vegeta: Shut UP, Kakarott!

Goku: But I was just-

Vegeta: JUST SHUT UP, MORON!