Yay! High School Drama! This is really gonna be fun to write on top of Attribute Affair and *another* project I'm working on.

Disclaimer: If I owned the letters D, B, and Z, would I own DBZ? *ponders this thoughtfully* Hmm... guess not. Oh well, it's a moot point, since I don't own the letters D, B, or Z, nor do I own DBZ! I own this story, though! Woo hoo!

~Pretty much the whole Chapter is wrote by IceKat9494, the sad, lonely Raditz fangirl~

Bardock gathered his meager belongings, and trudged out of his room. He had to go to his first day of Army School today, and he would miss the hallways of the familiar battle school, but so goes life. The only difference HERE, however, was that Army School was a BOARDING school. And if there was one thing Bardock hated more than teachers, it was sharing a room with somebody else.

With a heavy sigh, he made for the door. His parents were off on a mission, so he would be seeing himself off.

After a 2 hour walk, he arrived at a tall, intimidating building that had hollow-eyed teenagers walking sullenly up the steps.

How fun... Bardock thought sarcastically. He made his way up the marble steps and into the wide, chestnut doors. He was greeted by teachers galore.

"Freshmans, over here!" One shouted, and with a scowl, Bardock dragged himself across the hall and into the swarming mass of confused kids, most of whom he recognized from Battle school. The group was shuffled up a long corridor, until they got to two stairwells.

"Girls, follow me!" A female teacher led the young, 14-year old girls up to their barracks. Bardock and the other boys were shepherded by a male teacher. "ALRIGHT!" he shouted. "NO FOOLING AROUND, Y'HEAR! TWO BOYS PER ROOM, SORT YOURSELVES OUT! GO GO GO!"

Bardock dashed through the crowd to find his only friend from battle school, Borgos, but to no avail. Must've bunked with Pumbukin. Bardock thought with a scowl. Defeated, he trotted into the only barrack with a door open. It had a young boy about Bardock's age, (duh) with short, spiky hair.

"Yo." Bardock said.

"Yo." The kid replied.

Bardock dumped his trunk on the ground. "Can I bunk?" he asked, and in his voice it said that he wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.

The kid laughed. "Well duh." he said, smiling.

The frazzled teen didn't respond, and immediately began unpacking. Since the school provided you with a uniform, the only things he had brought were a couple posters, a photo of his parents, and a rubber ball for when he got bored,which was pretty often.

The kid slid down from his bunk and held out a hand. "In case you were too busy unpacking you ahem.. Vital possessions, my name's Tora." He grinned. "What's your's?"

Badock blinked, and shook Tora's hand. "Bardock." he mumbled.

Tora laughed. "Like the root? Is it 'cause you're so thick?"

Bardock gave him a friendly cuff over the head. "Knock it off!" He laughed.

They had a good laugh, discussing their likes and dislikes, their past lives, and the girls. Finally, some sort of soft bell rang to signal the boys that it was time to start the first class.

Bardock looked at his map, and glanced to his schedule. "Hey Tora, what do you have next?"

His new friend glanced over. "Biology." he replied. Bardock smiled. "See you there."

After five long and rather unproductive lessons of the teachers explaining the whole concept of army school, it was time for lunch. Bardock pulled up a tray and followed Tora through a haze of students outside to find a table. Tora grinned.

"What?" Bardock asked.

"Girls." his friend replied. Bardock stalked after him and they arrived at a table with two girls. One had a short, choppy haircut. The other one was...

The other one was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

Tora was at work immediately. He had apparently gone to battle school with the particularly pretty one. "Hey, Naira!" he smiled creepily. he turned his attention to the short-haired girl. "Hey, beautiful. I'm Tora, and what might your name be?"

The one called Naira stood up. "Leave us alone, Tora, Take your caddy boy with you." She snarled. she obviously did NOT like to be made a fool of.

Bardock fumed. He was no ones caddy boy! He stalked up to the girl. "This pathetic excuse is lucky I'm deciding to be his friend!" He said it in a joking matter, so Tora wouldn't be stung.

The girl just scowled and turned to her friend. "Come on Fasha, lets get out of here."

That night...

Bardock pulled the scratchy covers over his head. they were thin, and it was cold out. Tora leaned down from the top bunk.

"Dude." he began. "Those girls were sexy!"

Bardock stared at him for a moment, giving his best. "Damn-that's-gross-what-brought-that-up?" face.

"Wich one did you like?" Tora said with a grin. His friend blushed.

"Has it occured to you that I might not be a COMPLETE and utter pervert such as yourself?" Bardock snarled.

Tora only laughed. "Maybe." he admitted. "But which one did you like?"

Bardock rolled his eyes. "Neither." he lied, and the picture of the beautiful Naira popped into his head. His friend, on the other hand, could see right through him.

"You liked one of 'em, and I doubt it was the short-haired one. You hardly looked twice at her!"

Bardock knew what this meant, but looked away. "She was cute, I guess."

Tora's grin widened. "That proves it! if you had even GLANCED at her, you'd know that she looked like she was about to punch me! But you were too busy looking at Naira! YOU like her!" He began laughing.

Bardock stood up. "So she looked okay! it doesn't mean I like her! Did you hear her attitude? What a dike!"

Tora was now bowled over, howling with laughter so much that he almost fell out of his bed. "Takes one to know one!"

Once he composed himself, he faced Bardock. "Dude, I went to Battle school with her. She doesn't take shit, she's girly, she has an attitude, and she's too caught up in her studies to be any fun." He looked sympathetic for a moment. "Bardock, she's bad news."

Bardock only shrugged. Suddenly he too grinned. "So, Fasha isn't bad news, I suppose?"

Tora blushed. "I don't even know her!" he sounded flustered.

After the two had a good laugh, the schools lights shut off as they always did at 10:00. Bardock rolled onto his back.

Naira, he thought, I know you're not as nerdy and boring as Tora says. Nobody THAT pretty could be a nerd, right? I just need to show you who you really are. and with that, he drifted to sleep.

Meanwhile, 10 minutes ago in the girls dorm...

Naira cracked her back and crawled to the top bunk. She picked up her Planetary Weather textbook and began flipping through the pages. Then she saw him again. The boy from before. He was as clear as ever, every detail perfected in her memory. Spiky black hair falling in locks around his head, Narrow dark eyes, strong arms, that handsome face...

She sighed. Why did he keep popping up like that? He wasn't the kind of guy she ever liked. She liked the sensitive, smart, funny types, like a junior at the Army school called Tenso. She had liked him for a short time, but quickly abandoned it. Niara had never liked the joking, rude, know-it-all, angry kinds of boys that she had had the displeasure of growing up alongside. So why him? she knew his name, she had heard Tora calling him in the hallways. Bardock.

Niara groaned and buried her face in her hands.

Oh Kami, why can't I get the obnoxious puke out of my head? She thought miserably.

Fasha looked up at her friend. "Is something wrong, Naira?" She asked, rather tired of listening to her buddy grumble on to herself.

Naira sighed again. "Fasha, have you ever...loved anybody?

Fasha blinked. "Of course." she answered, and her friend looked at her.

"Who?" she asked.

Fasha shrugged. " A kid called Arso." she blushed. "I STILL kinda like him..."

Naira only sighed again. "Why do you like him, Fasha? Do you know?"

Fasha blinked again. "Well, he seems tough, and he always respected me for who I am. He tells it like it is, and won't back down to a challenge. I love guys like that." The short-haired girl eyed her friend closely. "Do you like anyone?"

Naira looked at Fasha. "Yeah... and I don't even know why! He's a jerk, I don't know what it is but I can't help but like him and and hate him and-"

"Naira!" Fasha laughed. "Snap out of it! Who is this dream guy anyways?

Naira blushed dark red. "Bardock."

Fasha knew who Bardock was because she had him in her Attack Strategy class. She laughed. "For Kami's sake, Naira, he isn't that bad! He could be my friend! He's no Arso, but a friend at least!" She got up and patted Naira on the back. "Don't worry, you'll get over him, and even if you don't," Fasha grinned. "I think he likes you!"

Naira sniffed and then laughed. "Alright."

At that moment, the lights went out. Fasha cursed and tried to find her way back to her bunk.

Naira chuckled.

Bardock, you can be as much of a jerk as you want, but you'll never get past me! This year, you're gonna go from school bully to school wuss!

The girl smiled.

Unless of course, you ask me out.

And so, she too fell asleep, in the great marble wasteland that was Army School.

Sugoi! That was an *fairly* easy chapter to write. I imagine Bardock in his younger years...oh Kaaaaaami *Drools*

See you in the next Chapter of ASiAS!