Author's Note: This is my first Fan Fiction. I really hope you'll enjoy it, and please take the time to review at the end. I would love to know your thoughts.
Disclaimer: I've always wanted to write one of these. I don't own DB/Z/GT.
Chapter One: Beginnings
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"Ugh," Chi-Chi moaned, "What'll take for him to notice me?"
"I don't know." Bulma replied. "I've tried helping you, but you just won't listen."
Chi-Chi looked over to her best friend. From her perfectly manicured fingers to her sparkling sapphire eyes to her silky azure hair, it was easy to see why Bulma never had any trouble with boys.
Chi-Chi scoffed. "I don't think dressing sluttier will help me, Bulma."
"Hey! My clothes aren't slutty! And you should be so lucky that I'd actually let you borrow them!" Bulma bellowed and crossed her arms.
Chi-Chi rolled her eyes. They were both sitting outside at their favorite store, Java Jenkin's, sipping at their strawberry smoothies at their favorite table.
"It's just, Goku's not one of those guys, you know? He won't be easily impressed by what I wear or how I look like. And that's one of the things I love about him."
"Trust me, Chi-Chi, he's a guy. No matter how different you may think he is, they all think alike. Just pop some tissues in that bra, and bam! You guys will be making out behind the annex in no time."
Chi-Chi chuckled. "I don't think so."
"Fine," Bulma put her hands up in surrender. "Do what you want. But don't say I didn't tell you so."
That night, Chi-Chi laid restless in bed. The snores of her dad, the Ox-King from the next room, filled the house, but that wasn't what was keeping Chi-Chi up.
"I wish you knew how much I care about you, Goku," she whispered to herself, "I wish you felt the same."
The next day, after only a couple hours of sleep, Chi-Chi was awakened by the sound of a loud honk.
"Hey Chi-Chi! Get your ass out here and let's go to school! We're gonna be late!" Bulma screamed from outside.
"Ughhh..." Chi-Chi groaned, "Go away!"
"Don't make me come up there!" Bulma threatened.
Chi-Chi turned to her side and looked at the clock.
"8:20?!" she yelled. "Holy crap! Stupid good-for-nothing alarm!" She quickly shot out of bed, washed her face and got dressed. She wore a simple pink blouse and blue jeans, and tied her hair up in a bun.
She went to the next room and gave a kiss to her still-sleeping dad before heading downstairs.
"No time for breakfast." Chi-Chi quickly stuck a piece of gum into her mouth, grabbed her back-pack and ran outside.
"Finally!" Bulma greeted her, "I was beginning to think you died or something. You're never late."
Bulma was sitting in the driver's seat of her pink Rolls-Royce convertible. Being the sole heiress to the billion-dollar Capsule Corporation came with its perks.
As with every other day, she had come to pick Chi-Chi up and take them both to school.
"Not today." Chi-Chi replied, getting in the passenger seat.
They soon arrived at Rock-Ridge High, being exactly on time due to Bulma's fast and reckless driving.
"Come on, let's go!" Bulma quickly got of the car and pressed a button to turn it back into a capsule, grabbed her stuff, and ran to the school, followed by Chi-Chi.
"...can anyone explain the substitution method?" Ms. Wilkins asked, writing on the board.
Bulma and Chi-Chi slowly opened the door to the room while the remainder of the class stared at them. They both speedily came and took their seats, Chi-Chi's being right behind Goku.
Her heart nearly skipped a beat when Goku turned around and flashed his innocent whole-hearted smile.
"Wow, this is a first. You being late! Well, I guess anything is possible."
"Um..well yeah," Chi-Chi stuttered, "I.. um..kinda overslept."
Goku chuckled. He looked like he was about to say something more when the teacher spoke.
"Ahh... Ms. Briefs, perhaps you'd like to answer."
Chi-Chi looked over at her friend on the other side of the room. She saw a look of terror cross her eyes.
"Uhh...no thanks, I'm good." Bulma choked out.
"Are you sure?" The teacher questioned.
Bulma eagerly nodded her head.
"Very well. Guess I will have to find another punishment for your tardiness."
Bulma's eyes opened wide in disbelief.
"Don't think I'm so naive. Of course I could hear the door squeak, and the fact that you 'magically' appeared out of nowhere." Ms. Wilkins shot Chi-Chi a look. "You too, Ms. Maoi."
Chi-Chi let out a groan. She absolutely HATED getting in trouble.
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"Well thanks a whole lot Chi-Chi!" Bulma smashed her tray of food down on the table.
"Um...your welcome?" Chi-Chi looked up confused at her friend, who was now sitting across from her at the cafeteria table.
"You know what I mean! If you had woken up earlier, we wouldn't have been late! It's your fault." Bulma accused.
"You know me, Bulma. I hate getting in trouble. I didn't mean to do it. Trust me; it sucks just as much for me."
All the way across the room, Krillin joined Goku at their table.
"Man! Why does cafeteria food always have to be so gross?" Krillin poked at a pink blob on his plate. "Never mind, I forgot who I'm talking to. You'd eat absolutely anything."
Goku was sitting beside him, in front of him 7 trays with plates of food stacked on them. He was too busy finishing off tray #3, to answer his friend.
"Hey guys!" Yamcha put down his lunch in front of Goku and Krillin.
"Hey Yamcha," Krillin greeted. "What's up? How was science...er uh...whatever subject you had?"
"English," Yamcha corrected. "And terrible, like usual. Have you guys seen Bulma?"
"Can't you feel her Ki? She's over there." Krillin pointed towards her. "I still can't believe it, I have no idea how a guy like you scored a babe like that!"
Yamcha frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what I said. Figure it out!"
"Whatever Krillin. You're just jealous that I'm going out with Bulma and you're single."
"You're an idiot. When did I ever say that I WASN'T jealous? Of course I am! I've mentioned it at least ten times!" Krillin howled. "Chi-Chi's pretty smokin' too, but she's obsessed with..." Yamcha quickly shot him a look "Er...never mind." Krillin finished.
"Woo-Wee! I sure am full!" Goku grinned and put his hand on his stomach, oblivious to his friends' telepathic conversation. He let out a huge burp. "Oops," Goku laughed, scratching the back of his head.
"Do you guys want to go join Bulma and Chi-Chi?" Yamcha asked, choosing to ignore Goku's horrible table manners.
"Sure yeah, okay." Krillin agreed.
"Let's go then." Yamcha stood up, taking his plate and throwing it in the trash, followed by Krillin and Goku.
"Um, Goku? Don't you wanna clean up a bit?" Yamcha asked, pointing to a mess of trays and food splattered across their table.
"Nah. I never have before!" The black-haired fighter answered.
"Okaay..."
As they started to head towards Bulma and Chi-Chi, someone interrupted them.
"Hey Goku!" Chelsea yelled, headed for the trio.
"Oh, uh, hi!" Goku replied cheerfully.
Chelsea pushed Yamcha and Krillin out of the way and went straight towards Goku, her face only inches away from his.
"Wow," She said coyly, lightly touching Goku's forearm. "You've gotten buffer! Not like you needed to though, you're already so strong and handsome."
Krillin rolled his eyes and Yamcha scoffed.
"Uh, thanks, I guess." Goku replied, slightly confused.
"Ugh, would you look at her?" Chi-Chi asked, disgusted. "She's all over him. That slut."
"Don't worry Chi-Chi. He doesn't like her. It's obvious, look at how uncomfortable he is." Bulma reassured her.
"He should be! She's practically throwing herself at him!"
"I mean, you must be the strongest boy in this whole school!" Chelsea rambled on, putting a hand through her sleek blonde hair.
"Yeah, listen Chelsea, we get it. Goku's awesome." Yamcha said mockingly. "But we kinda need to be somewhere."
"Ugh, whatever." Chelsea turned back towards Goku. "Are you coming to my party on Saturday?"
"...I don't know." Goku replied.
"Please? Everyone really wants you to come." Chelsea put her hands together, begging. "All of you." Chelsea added, sounding almost disgusted.
"Don't worry. We'll be there." Krillin answered.
"Great! See ya Goku!" Chelsea started walking away, brushing against his arm in the process.
"Jeez! What's her problem?" Yamcha asked.
"Ain't it obvious? She likes Goku, along with practically every other girl in our grade." Krillin pouted.
"What do you mean by that?" Goku asked.
"Man, for someone who is surrounded by teenagers and lives with a pervert, you sure are naive!"
"What are you talking about? I live with you!"
Krillin flushed. "I meant Master Roshi!"
Yamcha snickered. "Wha- shut up!" Krillin bellowed, walking away towards Bulma and Chi-Chi.
"Hey Krillin!" Bulma looked up at her bald-headed friend.
"What's up?" Chi-Chi asked, smiling.
"Oh, uh nothing really. Yamcha, Goku and I just came to sit with you guys." He responded as the mentioned came to join him.
"Hey girls!" Yamcha greeted them as he sat down beside Bulma and gave her a quick kiss.
"Hey you..." Bulma breathed, her arms still around his neck.
Krillin gagged at their exchange. Seeing this, Chi-Chi kicked him in the shin.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"Don't be rude." She scolded. "I personally think it's sweet."
"Yeah, sweet my tiny ass." Krillin quickly shut up after receiving a death glare from both girls. "Anyways," he continued, hopeful to change the subject. "Are you two going to Chelsea's party this Friday?"
"No! I'd rather not spend my day at a whorehouse!" Chi-Chi shrieked.
"Ignore her." Bulma spoke. "Of course we're going. Everyone's gonna be there!"
"I swear, when I speak, no one listens!" Chi-Chi put her hands up in exhaust.
"I'm listening," Goku looked beside him at Chi-Chi, a thoughtful expression on his face. "I don't really know what a 'whorehouse' is, but I'd rather spend the day training."
Chi-Chi immediately beamed with joy at his words. "Oh, Goku," she looked deep into his eyes. "You're the only one who listens."
"Ahem." Bulma interrupted. "It doesn't matter what you two want, because we're going anyways."
"Yeah! Come on guys! It'll be fun!" Yamcha tried to cheer them up.
"Ugh, what do you know?" Chi-Chi spoke. "You're just trying kiss up to your girlfriend so you can suck face with her later!"
Yamcha looked shocked and Bulma flushed with anger. "Chi-Chi!"
"Hey! I thought you said it was so sweet!" Krillin imitated Chi-Chi.
"Oh please, who am I kidding? He'd do anything to get in her pants! I just thought it was a nice break from hearing them fight all the time!"
"We don't fight!" Bulma and Yamcha yelled at the same time.
"I'm not really sure what's going on here," Goku spoke slowly, "But yeah, you guys do yell...a lot."
"Wha – you.." Bulma looked flabbergasted. "Shut up! Don't change the subject. We are ALL going to that party, whether we have to drag your fucking asses there or not! Got it?"
Everyone quickly became silent. The boys, for their own well-being, all knew not to upset the Drama Queen any further. Even Chi-Chi knew when she had lost a battle.
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AN: Please review! I would appreciate it so much! Tell me whatever you like/don't like about the story. I'm a newbie writer, and I would love some advice.
Until next time.. :)