~Dance Dance Dragon Saga~
Chapter 4 – A Blockbuster for the Whole Family!
After breaking up the father son match, the normal high-schoolers came out for their turn to fight...which was of little importance and was about as boring as watching wallpaper dry to the Z-fighters. And so, after saying goodbye to Gohan and Videl, took off. Gohan's sensitive ears could clearly hear his mother going on and on about grandchildren any day now, but he decided to let it slide when she grabbed the supposedly hidden Mr Satan from his vantage point and dragged him out with the rest.
Erasa and Videl, now with Gohan watched as Sharpner, the last fighter of the evening, pummeled his opponent in much the same fashion as Gohan had. Using energy to strengthen attacks just wasn't fair.
After the final match, the group of four split to head for home, Sharpner with Erasa and Gohan with Videl.
"You know, those two have been hanging out a lot lately." Videl said, catching Gohan slightly off guard as he was to much into enjoying flying through the night sky.
"Hmm? Who are you talking about?"
"Sharpner and Erasa you blockhead."
Well, that was kinda uncalled for. She knew he wasn't any good at this romance stuff. He could hardly figure out what to do with it himself, he didn't have to worry about other people. That said, he was willing to at least try. "You think?"
"Yes...and I think its time you and I got some revenge."
Videl's face was then overcome with 'the look'. Gohan hadn't seen the look in a long while now, just under a year infact. Even still, it was a look hew knew well. Videl was planning something. Something that probably would lead to someone else being put in an uncomfortable spot. Now, Gohan wouldn't wish that look on anyone. He knew first hand what it brought with it. But he wasn't about to step in a take a hit, and then help her anyway. Might as well skip that middle part, and get on with the helping.
"So...what's the plan?"
-DBZ-
As Erasa and Sharpner closed in on their homes, they found themselves in a similar discussion. "Did you see Videl, Sharpner! I got her to dress up! I finally did it!"
"I'm pretty sure Books is the main reason for that, not you."
"Oh, hush." said Erasa, slightly pouting. "It's still a feat, no matter which way you look at it."
Sharpner chuckled. "I guess. I'm still surprised myself. But hey, we are flying right now. Not much can surprise me anymore."
"Just imagine if they actually start dating!"
Sharpner nearly fell from the sky at that remark, and after recovering he had to sweat-drop. "You mean...Books still hasn't even asked her out yet?"
Erasa folded her arms, grumbling to herself. "No. I know they have at least kissed...but I only because we fallowed them and got photographic evidence! Videl won't tell me anything!"
"Those two...they're way to stubborn for their own good."
The proverbial light-bulb then went off over Erasa's head. "Oh! I know, we should set them up on a date! We'll all four go somewhere, and then we'll ditch those two. Without us there, they'll "
-DBZ-
Videl smiled...evilly. She hadn't felt this good in a long time. Okay, that was a lie, but those two k-kisses with Gohan didn't count. She felt like her good old self, or at least slightly closer to it. Gohan making her feel like an innocent girl all the time was pushed to the back of her mind, and one dark thing was at the front.
Revenge.
Oh yes, she'd get back at Erasa for all those jokes about her never having a steady boyfriend, and she'd be helping Gohan get back at Sharpner for always poking fun at him. How nice could a girl get?
The plan was simple. The four would go somewhere together, and then Gohan and Videl would ditch the blonds, leaving the two to their own devices. With any luck, they'd do something embarrassing when they thought no one was looking, and then the two strongest beings in the known universe could get their kicks by picking on their friends for it.
...didn't really sound as cool when said that way, but at any rate there was no way this plan could fail.
Videl smiled when she caught sight of her partner in crime. Getting up from her bed, she unlocked and opened the sliding door to her balcony just as Gohan touched down. Smiling, he graciously thanked her for opening the door. "Hey Videl. How's Saturday morning treating you."
"Good now that you're finally here. What took you so long?'
Smiling nervously, Gohan rubbed the back of his head. "Well, my mom is my mom after all. I had to promiss her a few things before she let me take the day off from studying."
Videl blinked, slightly interested. "Like what?"
That he can't have baby's till he's married, and that he had to try and hurry up and just pop the question as soon as possible. It didn't help that his newly found grandpa was also trying to give him advice, and that he should just fight her father for the right to have her and then after winning steal her away to make sweet...l-l...Gohan couldn't even think it. "That I have to be back before eleven." said a red faced Gohan.
Not noticing the blush, Videl continued on to the main point of this visit. "You figure out a good place to take those two?"
"I was thinking the movie theater...it's dark in there but with our eyes we should be able to see everything...Don't you think we should leave them alone if they like each other. It's kinda rude to get into other people's business...ya know."
Videl just turned, waving her hand. "Did they stay out of our business?"
"Well...not exactly..."
"Alright then."
Videl sat down on her bed, thinking about it. A movie was a good idea, but it had to be the right kind of movie. If Videl willingly suggested to Erasa that they should all go to a romantic movie, the blonds would figure something was up. But if there wasn't any romance in the movie, this would all just be a total waste of time.
"What movie did you have in mind, Gohan?"
"That's the thing. We don't have the internet at my house, so I couldn't look to see what movie's were playing and at what times."
"Chi-Chi?"
"Chi-Chi."
It was that moment that Videl's wrist communicator went off. Looking at it, she saw the name of just the blond they had been talking about.
"Hey Erasa, what's up?"
"Now before you say no Videl, just listen. There's this movie that I want to go see. It's not all romance, so you won't fall asleep. There's just a little itty bit, I promiss. Wanna come with me, Sharpner, and Gohan? I'll even let you invite you're lover boy."
Both Videl and Gohan blushed a little bit, but Videl was quick to recover. Whenever Erasa said there was just a little romance in a movie, that's all there was in it. This way, they all could go to a romance movie, but it wouldn't be her suggestion.
"Ya, I'll call him right away. What time should we meet at the movie theater?"
"Be there in an hour, twelve thirty. We'll be waiting there for you!"
"All right, see ya then."
And with a click, both ends hung up. Videl fist pumped, smiling happily, thought it seemed rather evil to Gohan. "All right! This is perfect!"
-DBZ-
"This is perfect! She said yes! She never says yes, but she said yes!"
Sharpner smirked, turning his attention back to his computer screen. "I...just can't believe this is a real movie."
"It's actually pretty good" assured Erasa, much to the surprise of Sharpner.
"You've seen it?"
"Of course I did, as soon as I saw the commercials for it I marked the opening day on my calender."
The confused Sharpner continued to press for info. "Why would you go alone then? I mean, I've been kinda wanting to see this movie too since I saw the commercials just as summer was ending."
"Oh, you three were only training. I don't even think Videl or Gohan know its even a movie yet. We would have heard of something if they knew."
"Well...that's true. Anyway, we got an hour before it starts. That mean's you have a less than a half an hour to get ready."
Realization dawned on the blond, her eyes becoming wide as saucers. "Omg! Get out Sharpner, I gotta get ready!"
-DBZ-
Gohan and Videl walked up to Erasa and Sharpner, whom were standing just infront of the movie theater. "Bought time you two got here Books. Any later and we would have had to wait for the next show!"
Gohan smiled, uneasily waving as they got closer. "Sorry, but we're here now. So, let's get in there."
With a nod from everyone, they all turned and entered the establishment. Evil glints in the girls eyes, and amused look on Sharpner's face, and Gohan just happy expression as he went along for the right.
That all changed when they saw the posters and cardboard stand-ups inside the theater. Gohan's eyes were about as wide as they could get, and Videl was frozen.
There was the Great Saiyaman in his traditional pose, a rather attractive girl clinging to his him, and the words "Saiyaman – The Movie!" above him.
Sharpner and Erasa nearly burst out laughing, but they kept a somewhat straight face. Videl didn't break eye contact from the...thing, as she talked to Erasa. "Erasa...what movie did you want to come see?"
"Isn't it obvious by now?"
Silence. A very long moment of silence. Finally Sharpner slapped Gohan's back, bringing him back to reality while the sound brought Videl along as well. "Well Books, let's buy these ladies some tickets."
"R-right!"
It didn't take long to get tickets, getting seats however was another story. The place, but to Gohan's child-like joy, was packed to the brim. The only place that was still open was in the first section of the seats, back row, right before there was a isle that separated the first from the second section which was angled at a much steeper rate.
Quickly grabbing the four seats before anyone else did, they settled into watch the show...the carefully drawn up plans on each sides mind slowly starting to drift away.
A voice boomed through the speakers just as the lights started to fade. Gohan sat on the edge of his seat, still in disbelief that he had his own movie. Just wait till he told Goten!
-Let the previews...begin!-
"This preview has been approved for all audiences."
Thump.
Thump – Thump.
Thump – Thump – Thump!
"THIS FALL..! See the movie that will ROCK – YOUR – WORLD!"
"Let's Dual!" It was then that a picture of a spiky haired man with leather pants and shoes, a black beater under a blue jacket, and a golden pyramid hanging upside down as it hung on a chain. He was holding a card out infront of him, trying to look as manly as he possibly could.
"The phenomenon continues with a new challenger..." The man from before faded away, and a new person with equally ridiculous hair that was black with gold stripes, dressed in similar clothes to the guy before, except for the brown boots and the orange knee and shoulder pads appeared on the screen.
"...willing to risk it all..." The scene changed to the second man, thrusting his fist forward for no real reason while screaming his head off.
"...will play a card game..." The voice of the second man returned, confident as ever. "I got you now!"
"...on motorcycles!" The scene ended with a red motorcycle charging the camera, the entire screen going black just before it hit. And from the darkness, the numbers number's 5/5/776 appeared.
-End first Preview-
Videl blinked. "I have one thing to say. Why?"
Sharpner's eyes were wide. "So cool!"
Gohan tilted his head to the side. "Card games...on"
"Shhh! Gohan, the next preview's starting!"
"Sorry Erasa!"
-And the second preview...starts!-
Dum...
Dum Dum...
"You should have acted...they're all ready here."
The old man's voice came through clear, accompanied by the sound of flapping wings. The screen showed a gray and broken landscape, and it moved from left to right as if the camera was what the flying beast was seeing.
"The Tang Mo Scrolls told of their return."
The scene changed, now much closer to the ground than the previous one. The screen bobbed up and down as if it were now it were seen through the eyes of someone running.
"Their defeat...was merely delay. For the time after Cell was defeated."
The screen now switched to scrolling down an old parchment which was covered in writing that wasn't earthling. The shouting of a quire was starting to make itself known, slowly but surly getting louder and louder.
"When the sons of Satan City would spill their own blood."
Now a picture of a large amount of rubble, with the Satan City billboard laying in a smoldering mess passed by on the screen.
"No one wanted to believe. Believe they even existed But when the truth dawns...it dawn's in fire!"
A large beast's shadow appeared over the rubble of Satan City, its flapping wings and the shape of the shadow showing it was a dragon.
"But there is one they fear..."
A human, presumably the one that had been seen running earlier, stepped out from behind the rubble, in plain view for the dragon.
"In their tongue...he is Dovakiin."
The view got closer and closer to the man who had stepped out, the camera now turning to try and keep the dragon in the shot as well.
"Hercule Satan!"
Finally, the scene got close to the man's face. There stood Hercule Satan, in all his mustache and afro glory.
The man smirked, opening his mouth.
"Nos Fra Dah!"
A white, almost smoke like energy seemed to shoot from the Champs mouth. It consumed the screen, and it faded to black just as the excitement had reached its peak, revealing the date 11/11/11.
-End Preview-
The crowd burst into cheers at the site of their champ. The small group of four however stayed in their seat. After a moment, Gohan turned to look at the others.
"That actually looks pretty cool."
"You nerd Books."
Videl quickly shushed the two boys, as the actual movie was finally going to start. Hey...she wanted to see who that girl was hanging onto Saiyaman...and to figure out why she looked so much like herself...
-SAIYAMAN – THE MOVIE-
"There's an old saying that power attracts only more power, and that those who have power are always looking for those who have more than them, and try to take them on to gain more power. However, at the top of the the world of Martial arts, there is a group that has band together in order to look out for one another. Their power brought them together, but instead of becoming enemies they became friends. In this group, the strongest man and woman bore a child...and that is where our story...begins."
"Roln Gaing, you get out of bed this instant!"
With a groan, a voice from under blue covers answered back. "Yes aunt Kumiko..."
A middle aged woman walked into the room, dressed in traditional Chinese dress along with having her hair in a bun. "Roln, the school bus is going to be here soon! If you don't hurry you won't get breakfast!"
That got the boy's attention, and quickly the covers flipped over to reveal his still sleepy form. He was shirtless, but it might have been better if he had one one. The boy was pure white with no muscles to speak of. Hardly the son of two great martial artists. His black hair was a mess of spikes, but one in particular hung down infront of his face instead of straight up like the rest.
Quickly enough, the boy was dressed. He wore a baseball cap that had a bill that was way to big to look normal, glasses with tape in the middle to hold them together, a white dress shirt with a pocket protector ready to do its thing, and black pants.
All in all, it screamed nerd.
Quickly he ran down the stairs to the dining room, where he found his uncle. "Morning Raditz."
The uncle in question looked old. Older than his wife anyway. With long white hair that reached below his shoulders, he looked like one of the few hippies to make it out of the 70's in one piece. "Morning. Better hurry, I think I just heard the bus pull up."
"Ah! I gotta run, bye!"
Cramming toast in his mouth, the young teen rushed out the front door. Just as he was getting close to the bus, the large vehicle started to pull away.
"No! Wait, I'm right here!" screamed the poor boy, but he was neither fast enough to catch up nor did the bus driver seem to care, and soon enough the bus was turning the corner on the next block without him.
Putting his hands on his knees, the boy started to suck wind. "Great...now what do I do? I can't go back and ask Uncle for a ride again..."
Just then a miracle happened. Right next to him on the road, a hover-jet came to a stop and the door opened. Inside, the beauty of Black Star High was smiling at him.
"Hurry up and get in, or we'll both be late!"
Roln nodded, and quickly got in. He couldn't believe his luck, for her to not only see him but to stop for him...he really owed a lot to this girl. Her name was Santi Latedv, and she was the town's resident protector. She had long black hair that just reached her shoulders, wore a baggy white shirt, and spandex shorts. She was about as popular as a girl could get, due to her father's success in the business world. Because of that, she always had money and that attracted a lot of people.
But the thing about Santi was, she always turned them away. She wasn't into being popular, and she only had a few people she allowed to be around her. Rather she focused on training and becoming stronger, and her strong sense of justice had actually landed her a job as a cop. She'd even get called out of class to help the fuz out when they got something to big on their plate that they needed help with.
And the main reason Roln was so thankful to this girl, was that she kinda looked after him. He knew he wasn't exactly what one could call social, and maybe he didn't have the best fashion sense...but for some reason he was always got the short end of the stick. His parents had died a long time ago, further back than he could remember, and because of that he always felt left out. And because of those things, he was shunned by everyone at school.
Everyone except this girl. She looked out for him, always saving him right before he got the wedgie of a lifetime or a swirly to remember. Roln turned away, finding his face red as he thought about it. She was the most popular girl in school, yet she was the only one who would take the time to acknowledge he existed. If only he could be a little more cool...just a little more...maybe he'd have the guts to ask her out.
But as it stood, he wasn't cool, and she was still rich and popular. They just existed in two different worlds all together. He should just be happy that she talked to him.
"Roln?"
Shaking his head, Roln turned to the girl. "Y-yes?"
"We're here...you gonna get out, or do you like my car that much?"
"Huh?...oh! Thank you Santi, you saved me again."
The girl smiled, nearly giving the poor nerd a heart attack. "It's no biggy. I know that bus drivers area ll asses, that's why I got a car."
"I'd get a car...but, my aunt always has me studying so I never have time to get a job."
Santi laughed, once again nearly killing Roln on the spot from her looks as the two entered into on the school. "I figured. You're pretty smart after all. You got perfect scores on midterms again, didn't you?"
Roln blushed, looking at his poorly tied shoes. "Y-ya..."
"You'll have to tutor me some time. I barely got by with a B average!"
"T-t-t-tutor?"
Santi nodded, looking over to Roln as she opened her locker. "Ya. If that's okay with you of course."
"O-of course its okay! Whenever you need some help. It's the least I can do for all the times you help me."
"How's tonight?"
Did she enjoy tormenting him or something? Poor Roln's mind was running on overload. "T-tonight? T-that would be fine. I don't have anything going on."
"Great! I'll stop by with my books right after school. See ya then!"
And with that Santi left. Roln could have died and gone to heaven a happy man. A girl? In his own room? Just the two of them? Forget himself, his aunt and uncle were going to faint when they heard this!
The rest of the day passed quickly, and before Roln knew it, he was waiting outside the doors of Black Star High for the one and only Santi. He couldn't believe his luck, the girl of every man's dreams was coming to not only his house...but his room in order for him to try and help her study.
There definitely was a Kami out there.
As he was waiting however, instead of the girl of his dreams, the bane of his existence walked up.
"Hey four eyes! How's that report coming? I got the payment right here for it. Is it done yet?"
Roln didn't want to turn around, but he knew if he just ignored the bruit he'd only get double his payment...in advance even. And so, the nerd turned, holding his book bag infront of him. The stud of the school, Penn, along with his following of goons, stopped right in front of him.
"Well?"
Reaching into his back, Roln pulled out the piece of paper in question, albeit hesitantly. "Y-you know, you'll only get better if you practice at it. H-having me do the work isn't going to help you later."
"But that's were you're wrong my smart little friend! You see, with you taking care of my school work...I actually do have more time to practice. And the more I work on my throw, the better of I'll be later in life because I'll be playing in the ZFL. Don't you see?"
Reaching for the paper, he was almost about to grab it from the shaking hands of Roln when a third party took a hold of the paper. Everyone was startled to say the least when Santi ripped the report down the middle.
"Whoops. Looks like my hand slipped."
A flash of rage passed over Penn's face, but it soon relaxed as he put his mask back on. "If it had been any one else, I'd have to hurt em...but since it's my girl I think I can make an exception. So Santi-babe, maybe you'll repay me for looking the other way by coming over later? I got quite the spread ready, and my old man's gonna be gone for the rest of the week..."
"Sorry, Penn. But I got plans. Come on Roln. Let's go."
The nerd hesitated, especially after seeing the look on Penn's face...but he quickly followed after Santi. If anyone could keep him safe, it would be her.
The two jumped into Santi's jet-car, and as they were taking off Roln caught Penn smashing the hood of some car in with his fist. Wincing, thankful that he wasn't that hood, he turned to Santi.
"...thanks."
"You know, you have to stand up for yourself for once! Say no! You don't have to do that idiot's homework along with your own."
"B-but its not that hard. To be honest I didn't spend much time working on his. I was trying to make it look like he wrote it, so I didn't do any research on the topic he wanted me to do. And you won't always be around to protect me...so I figure it would help you out some if I could take care of myself from time to time."
Santi sighed, obviously a little upset at Roln's logic. "That's not what I mean when I say stand up for yourself Roln. You gotta build up some guts, or people will walk over you for the rest of your life."
Roln was quiet at that. She was right, of course. But it wasn't as simple as she made it out to be. He wasn't big or strong. That just wasn't who he was. He was quiet, but smart. He was a nerd, and no matter how much he wanted to change...he couldn't.
It was then when Santi's wrist watch started to beep. Taking one hand off the wheel, she pressed a button on it. Roln looked over, still slightly depressed at the events that had transpired so quickly after school. "What is it chief?"
"A fire! There was an explosion at 616 Crescent Ave! The house is totally destroyed, but we need your help to evacuate the nearby homes just in case they blow up as well. I know its just a little job for you, but we need all the hands we can get!"
"Right, I'll be right there!"
And with another click, the wrist communicator turned off. Santi turned to Roln, a sorry look on her face.
"Looks like we'll have to put studying off for a while. Sorry, I'll drop you off at your house first. Which one is it again?"
A pale faced Roln answered back, very very slowly. "Six...one...six...Crescent Ave..."