Notes from Iba:
I've been slacking a little on my writing lately...finals and all. Well hmm..let's see. I noticed that in these SM/DBZ crossovers, there were a lot of Gohan/Ami pairings. I know, they're both smart and stuff. And as much as I love blue (seriously), Ami just disgraces the color. (I'm not trying to piss off you Ami-chan fans, I'm entitled to an opinion as much as you are.) So...why not pair the strongest with the weakest? Odd couple I know...but it may come out pretty sweet.
And remember, I am Iba Soloway. I always have very angsty stories...or very twisted humor. I didn't pick the last name "Soloway" for nothing! ^_~
That's all of my notes for now, enjoy the Gohan/Hotaru thing-a-ma-jig.
Hotaru felt her breathing begin shallow again, she figured it would go away as always, so she did not bother to worry her father over it. She merely put her hand over her chest to grab the pain, but when Hotaru's father caught her eye, she moved her palm into more of a guesture as she spoke with him.
"Daddy..." her smile was false, yet convincing. "I'm so excited that we moved to here, even though it's only temporary."
Dr. Tomoe smiled and nodded. "That's right! Now that you'll be going to a new school, I suppose that will sort of give you a chance to start over with kids your age. With my little girl being as sweet as you, I'm sure you'll be bringing home boys by the truck loads!"
Hotaru gave a nervous laugh, her pale cheeks went pink. "Daddy...don't embarrass me like that."
"Oh, sorry sweetie. Well we're here."
They stood in front of a prodigious building with the words "Orange Star High School" right across the front of it.
Hotaru took a deep breath and walked into the building alone after saying good bye to Dr. Tomoe. The halls were flooded with kids, and all of her confidence had gone down the toilet. Still, this was her first day, and she refused to let herself cower at the sight of strange kids. With no problem at all she found her way to the class room, but by the time she got there everyone seemed to be seated.
She already began to detest her classmates when they took one look at her, and began to whisper things she probably did not want to hear.
"Ah yes," a woman appeared in front of Hotaru with a clipboard. There was no other person she could be than the teacher with those glasses, and hair tied back into a bun. "You must be Miss Tomoe?"
"Y-yes..." Hotaru said much more quietly than she wanted to.
"Alrighty. Excuse me, CLASS!" the teacher made everyone instantly shut the hell up. "This is our new student Tomoe Hotaru. Please everyone, make her feel welcome."
The woman quieted her tone, and spoke to Hotaru directly. "You may seat yourself where ever you want, Miss Tomoe."
Hotaru unwillingly grimaced as she looked up at the class. Some people just glared at her and shook their heads, warning her to not sit near them. Someone could at least offer a seat somewhere, anywhere, she didn't care!
"Gohan!" Videl smacked him upside the head. "Invite her over here already! Or have you forgotten what's it's like to be the new kid?"
"Gyegh! Sorry Videl!" Gohan grabbed the back of his painful head, but then quickly shot his hand in the air when Videl glared at him. "Umm...Hi Hotaru! You can come sit with us if you want!"
Hotaru sighed of relief. She picked up her bags and began walking over to them, trying to hide her sweet smile of joy. But that joy quickly ended when a foot had slid into her path, and she lost her balance. The entire class, except Gohan and Videl, snickered.
"That is enough clowning around, class!" the teacher scolded.
Now trying to hide tears, Hotaru approached Gohan and sat beside him, too embarrassed to even look at him now. She clumsily put her notebook, and pencil onto her desk. She gently scratched her paper with lead as she took down notes while the teacher spoke.
Something caught the corner of her eye. Like any curious human being Hotaru couldn't help but look. Gohan's stare caused her to retreat.
"Th-thank you," Hotaru said quietly to him. She had to at least reward his generosity by showing her graditude.
The dismissal bell rang, Hotaru had just exited the building. She walked with her head down, clutching her binder to her chest. She just couldn't wait to tell daddy what a "wonderful" day she had just had.
Some girls put tape in her hair in Art class, her lunch money was stolen the second she turned her back, and to top it all off, she didn't make one friend, not as she had hoped for.
She was considering Gohan to be one, but she hadn't spoken to him since her short "thank you", and that was it. But then again, Gohan could have been one of those jerks who only made themselves look nice, only to receive praise from others. There were many people like that.
Right, right. Umm...This was just a uh...test or something. I'm not going to write anymore of this unless I get a certain amount of reviews, because if nobody likes it there will be no point in finishing it. So please review and tell me if you liked this or not U_U.