Chapter 2: Energy and Girls

There's a long paragraph in this that's kinda important. It *scientifically* explains how the Super Saiyan state occurs. I told you guys to read it, but you can skip over it, if you're in a rush.

Disclaimer: *writes this after she finishes the chapter* Don't own DBZ. Now go 'way an' lemme sleep. *falls asleep with her head on the keyboard* *drools on the keys* Mmmm... Bardock...You real...Super...Saiy..zzzzZZZzzz...

~Beta read by IceKat9494, the sad, lonely Raditz fangirl~


Bardock sprinted to class in a mad dash, almost running into a Saiyan Officer. His books were on the verge of falling clumsily out of his arms.

"Crap crap crap crap crap crap crap." he panted to himself. Quickly, he ducked into the Biology III classroom. The teacher looked coldly at him. "Bardock, you're late."

The flustered 14-year-old dropped his books at his desk. "Yeah, I know." he scowled. The teacher hadn't moved; she was expecting him to say something else. "Sumimasen, sens-...er...senpai."

The teacher glared at him for a moment, then resumed her lesson, tapping the ruler to the blackboard.

Tora looked at his tardy friend. His hair was still wet from the shower, not to mention the fact that he had overslept. This was what happened when Tora didn't wake him up.

Bardock glanced at his friend's notes and began to copy them down in his own book. Then something caught his eye. The words, in Tora's sloppy handwriting, wrote out:

Super Saiyan- Male Saiyan X 10 PL

Bardock nudged his friend, intrigued.

"Tora, what is that?" He asked, tapping his pencil to Tora's notebook.

Tora shrugged. "We're about to watch a video about it, so look up, baka..."

Bardock did as he was told, and stared forward as the teacher fumbled with the tape. Finally it started.

A male voice was speaking in the video, but you couldn't see the speaker. Instead, they saw a diagram of a male Sayian.

(Dear reader, DO NOT SKIP THIS PART! We worked hard on it, alright!? I had to suffer through countless Biology lessons to type this up! Besides, it's creative! Also, all the scientific words...I give credit to my Biology III friend for that!)

"A Super Saiyan is a common legend told to young children," said the voice. "Assuming that such an effect of superhuman strength in any carbon based species could occur, the following would be the chemical reaction. A strong, emotional rage, stemming from a reaction in the synapses in the right side of the brain. This firing of the brain cells causes them to release a hormone called Nasozehnrelakastrieb (NA-soh-zenn-REH-lah-KAS-Tribe), or, in our case, NRK. The this hormone causes the release of cells containing innumerable amounts of mitochondria, and organelle known as eksuzi, and other organelles and other hormones specifically targeted towards creating energy, which are only found within the bodies of Saiyans. These organelles and hormones work to produce vast amounts of ADP, which will become ATP after respiration. This is the main source of power, which ultimately means the cells are extremely energized and unstable, since ATP is being massed produced. They then travel through the bloodstream inside of these "super-charged" cells, bringing energy and power to the muscle and ki-charging tissue, and then produce more ATP until the process of becoming a Super Saiyan is complete. Certain chemical mixtures within the skin and hair cells result in the Saiyan's hair and tail to turn blonde by using the melanin stored in the hair and skin as a source of power. His power level is often multiplied by ten in this case, since the use of the melanin in the body requires an already high threshold of energy before its consumption is necessary. Also, with the mass production of ADP and ATP, since the body is not accustomed to handle such a rare increase of power, the Saiyan tends to tire out extremely easily, if the body has not yet been hardened to these chemical imbalances.. The power-inducing cells can only be found in a few rare saiyans, who are known as "False" Super Saiyans, which is the state in which the Saiyan takes on the appearance of a Super Saiyan, but the production of ATP is not fast enough. Some females can possess the chemical, but since the mass production genome of the cell is found on the Y chromosome, females (with no Y chromosome) are not able to go full-out Super Saiyan, but are allowed to power up rather exponentially"

Bardock scribbled the words down as they came up, extremely fascinated and intrigued by this new concept, although his head was hurting from all the new information.

Holy Kami...so THIS is what a Super Saiyan is...times ten power...wow...just imagine if I was that strong. I would be the most powerful person in the world! Bardock thought to himself, on one of his I'll-be-the-strongest-person sprees again.

The loud bell signaling the end of class awoke him from his thoughts. Tora waited for him to gather his things and they walked in the hallway together.

"That was pretty cool." Tora said as they made their way outside, since it was the end of school. They would be heading over to their favorite place in town; the bar. "About the Super-Saiyan thing."

Bardock nodded. "Imagine if I was one, Tora," He said, shaking his fist in the air." I mean, I'm the descendant of Hirox, the first Super Saiyan..." However, the two boys were soon distracted by something else, or someone else.

Girls. All walking in separate clusters. Bardock could tell the cliques apart. First came the popular girls, very pretty, with beauty only surpassed by bitchiness. Jei was at the head of them. She was the school slut, basically. The second group was the stupid girls. Girly, ditzy, mildly sluttish. Wenna looked to be the leader of this tribe.

Lastly, The best group. Only the best because it contained none other than Naira and her three friends, Fasha, Kyra, and Fenni.

Bardock and Tora stood watching, like falcons selecting prey. They never seen so many girls in the hallways, but it was their second week of battle school, so they never had really noticed anything yet.

Since the first day of school, Bardock hadn't said anything to Naira, but he sometimes spoke with Fasha, who he had started to really like as a friend.

Fasha looked up and waved at him and Tora, in a good mood, obviously.

Why is she so happy? Bardock wondered. Tora tugged his sleeve. "Uh-oh, man, look at this."

Bardock turned around to see what his friend was so petrified of. Then he saw it. A poster. Not any poster. in big, yellow letters it read "Freshman Dance, Saturday the 18th."

Bardocks throat caught. This was TERRIBLE! That was TWO WEEKS from now! It gave him NO options! He couldn't go alone, or he'd look like a wuss, and he was almost to the status where he was viewed as tough and unruly! Showing up alone would kill his reputation, not going at all would mean sitting in bed all night listening to the music all alone, while down the hall everybody was enjoying themselves. He had but one option; to ask a girl out. Oh Kami. He was doomed.

Tora gave a playful, devilish smile. "So..." he asked, "Who're you gonna take?"

A panicking Bardock had two options. Either take Fasha, or take Naira, but there was a problem with Naira...

Glancing over his shoulder, said "problem" was striding up to Naira right now. He was one of the "mean-and-lean" type of boys who took no crap from anyone. He had on old black and red old-style Saiyan clothes, with navy pants and black shoes, the tip colored red. Blood red. To top it all off, a lean pair of aviator shades.

Just looking at him with Naira made Bardock disgusted, but more than that. It made him pissed. He felt his Saiyan rage begin to boil, to well up. He began to claw at the wall he was holding on to, his aura very faint, but clear to his friend standing next to him. Tora leaned over to him, with clenched teeth.

"Forget about it man! He'll kill you!" Tora whispered. He feared for his best friend. His temper, whenever he saw...him couldn't be controlled forever!

A snarling Bardock, after looking away, finally calmed down, his blue aura fading. He had a defeated look on his face. No Naira...no love...no dance, humiliation. He couldn't even stand up to anyone, much less this big lug.

Why did he have to be so...

So...

Weak.


"So, Naira..." The boy said, taking off his shades in a slick way, "Do ya got anyone goin' to the Freshman Dance with'cha?"

Naira only looked away. "Put a sock in it and kick your furry ass out the door, Kale. I haven't decided yet, and it's most certainly not you."

Kale only turned his head to the side. He was enjoying this little game. "Why not take me? After all, I am the best there is! I'm gonna be the next Super Saiyan!"

Naira pushed him away. "In your dreams!" She said with a hair flip. "It's just a story, and besides, are you descended from the first Super Saiyan? I don't think so."

"Nah, Naira, I am. His name was...He...Hecox or something." He said with a nasty smirk. "I can feel myself getting tougher each day! So...who ya got in mind?"

Naira turned her head. "Well, I've got a couple. Don't need to mention their names to a low life like you, do I?"

Kale's grin faded, first into a neutral expression, then to an angry frown. He balled his fists and bore his fangs.

He made sure know one was watching, although he didn't notice Bardock. Kale grabbed Naira's wrist and pinned her to the wall.

"Listen, girly." He growled. "Nobody, y'hear, NOBODY turns down an Elite, got it? If you wanna go and hang around with low-level failures, then too bad. You're MINE, princess."

Finally Bardock could stand it no longer. He didn't care if Naira didn't like him. She deserved better than that anyways. Despite Tora's begs otherwise, he stormed over to the struggling girl and the tough, womanizing creature that loomed over her. He knocked Kale's hand off of her, leaving him shocked and disoriented. A light, furious blue aura burst to life around himself, silencing everyone in the hallways.

"Don't touch her." Bardock hissed through gritted teeth. Kale took this in for a moment, and Naira gasped.

Bardock... came to MY rescue? He... He cared? She fought to keep emotion from showing in her dark gray eyes while the two boys faced off.

"Leave her alone." Bardock said again, balling his hands to fists. Kale laughed.

"Just typical that a low-level, poor mongrel like yourself would try and-"

Smack...

Kale staggered backward, gently touching his fingertips to his jaw. It was bruised where Bardock's fist had connected. Bardock stood tall, and his gaze traveled over his hands, shocked that he had had such audacity. He wasn't ready, however, when Kale rushed forward, slamming him to the ground. Naira screamed.

Kami, where are the teachers?" She thought desperately.

Bardock coughed and scrambled to his feet, then he felt a shoe kick him hard in the ribs. He collapsed again. Before the monster hit him again, something else surprising happened.

Fasha lurched forward to protect her two good friends, Naira and Bardock. She sent her knee hard up right between Kale's legs, but missed, hitting hard against his inner leg instead.

Tora rushed over to help her, as well as Borgos and Shugesh.

Bardock managed to hoist himself to his feet. Together, the five tough Saiyan soon-to-be-warriors faced the bully.

"Go away." Shugesh growled.

"Nobody messes with my friends." Brogos added.

Tora crossed his arms. "Back off, Kale." his voice was adultlike and intimidating.

Fasha nodded to him, then turned to Kale, who had always disgusted her. "It's five-one, Kale. You don't want my next kick to make its mark."

At last, Bardock took a step forward, a trickle of blood at his lip. "Now, leave Naira alone, or it'll end very badly for you." and with that, he rammed his knuckle into the elite's chest.

Kale staggered, humiliated. "Wh-whatever!" he coughed. "Who cares about a whore like her anyways, she's probably been in the pants of every guy in the school!" With that, he dashed off.

The school erupted into cheers and disbanded for their next class.

Borgos glanced at Shugesh, Fasha, Tora, and Bardock. "Y'know." he said quietly. "We make a pretty good team."

Fasha and Tora laughed in agreement and the girl walked off. Tora turned to Bardock.

"That was AWESOME!" I didn't think could do it but- Wow!" he was in total shock. He turned around and headed off to his next class. Bardock sighed and turned around. He realized she was still there. Naira. He walked up to her.

"Hey." he said quietly.

She blushed. "Hey, listen, thanks so much for that..." she trailed off and looked at her feet. "It was really brave..." Her attitude was gone, and stripped of it, she was enveloped in guilt that she hadn't helped, and she felt weak.

Bardock walked closer to her, but yet she didn't make eye contact.

"So..." he asked, raising her head to stare into his eyes. "You wanna go to the dance with me?" He blushed and grinned. He knew how loopy he looked right now.

Nara put on a half-smile. "I don't know..." She responded, taking his arm and feeling the soft material of his wrist bands. "What do I have to lose?" She spoke in a soft voice. She took his arm, unfolded his fist, and locked hands with him, placing her head finally on his shoulder, causing Bardock to deeply blush.

Today was a good day... He thought to himself.