The Ninjin Saga
By kyllir
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, I probably am not the first to use this plot either...
no flames please!
A young boy with dark brown hair, no more than five years old, stood outside his doorway.
His lavender eyes sparkled with determination. A bizarre looking appendage hung behind him,
curling around his leg and twitching. His mother stood behind him, a proud smile on her face.
"Dear?" his mother asked quietly.
"Hai, Okaasan?" he replied.
"Be brave for me, and play nice with the other children, alright?" she gave him a quick hug, he blushed slightly.
There was a loud grinding sound as the bus pulled up in front of the house. Boy and mother exchanged glances,
the boy was afraid to leave his mother, but was determined to make her proud, the mother was saddened that her
little boy was leaving home for school, this only meant she didn't have much time left with him.
The boy boarded the bus, slightly intimidated by it, his tail curled around his leg. He slowly made his way
to the back of the bus and sat in an empty seat, he glanced longingly out the window at his mother.
The bus slowly pulled away.
The young boy sat nervously as other children, his age and older, boarded the cramped bus.
A girl about his age with short purple hair sat beside him and tried to make conversation.
"Hi! I'm Kana! What's your name?" She said cheerfully. The boy glanced at Kana.
"I am Ninjin, is this your first day too?" he asked her.
"Yep! And I can't wait! My big sister told me all about it!" she told Ninjin excitedly.
He listened intently as she talked about school and stuff, his tail curled with interest.
The bus came to a screeching stop, Ninjin instinctively wrapped his tail around his waist as he passed through
the crowd of students.
"Welcome to Sunshine Elementary! I am Miss May. This is the first day of the rest of your lives!
Aren't you excited?" The hyperactive teacher shouted to the class.
"Now line up children!" She babbled excitedly. The students obediently did so.
"Follow my example now..." She said as she placed her hands above her knees and bowed,
"Ohayou Gossaimussu" they all bowed and repeated.
"Ohayou Gossaimussu" they all said in unison.
"Alright kids! Lets take our seats! Sit anywhere you like!" They did so, Ninjin still had his tail
wrapped around his waist. Miss May wasted no time telling them about how important education was, and what
everyone would learn.
"Now who can name THIS color?" Miss May asked while pointing to a poster. A few hands shot up,
She called on a young boy by the name of Roy.
"That's red!" he called out triumphantly, Miss May handed him a red lollypop.
"And THIS color?" She pointed to another colored square on the poster, more hands shot up, she called upon Ninjin.
"That's Purple!" He cried happily, and Miss May handed him a purple Lollypop.
Ninjin took his seat and sniffed the lollypop, even through the wrapper he could smell its grapey goodness.
"Mmm... Smells like grape!" he grinned as he removed the wrapper to take a tentative taste of the
delectable treat. Miss May continued this exercise until each child had a lollypop. Ninjin was so busy enjoying
his lolly that he didn't notice his tail had uncurled itself from around his waist, and was waving back and forth
behind him. The child, Roy noticed this and reached for the appendage, a puzzled look on his face as his hand brushed
the warm fur. Roy squeezed it tightly between his fingers out of pure curiosity, Ninjin yelped in pain as he fell over,
helpless. Roy observed this and loosened his grip, but didn't let go.
"What's this? Do you have a monkey tail?" He half-taunted, half-asked. The only response he got was a muffled
cry of pain. Roy grinned.
"Monkey boy!" by now, Roy had gotten everyone's attention, and half of the children had begun to chant with him.
Miss May ran to help, and pried Roy's hand off of Ninjin's tail, but the damage had already been done.
Ninjin slowly recovered and finally sat up, his tail curled tightly around his waist as a single tear fell down his cheek.
Roy started the chanting again.
"Monkey boy! Run to mommy! Go run to your mommy you crybaby!" Three more children joined in, Ninjin glared angrily
through his hazed vision, he felt his anger grow and grow, and finally lashed out, punching Roy square in the nose.
Roy was silent as blood began to trickle down his face, Ninjin backed away.
"Gomen nasai" he whispered, and scooted to the corner of the room, where he sat, ashamed, until it was time
to go home.
Well, folks, that's it for the prologue, any ideas?
Lets try for 10 reviews? We all know I don't get many...
Poll/Prompt: Who thinks Saiyaman has a cute butt? (j/k) actually, what is your favorite character?
Also, I'm thinking of making a Gohan/Videl fic, if anyone has ideas for that, I'd be eternally grateful!