AN: Here's another chapter in this ridiculous mess I call a story. An actual plot will soon form besides the Z gang being in high school so don't worry. If you've been reading too many serious stories on fanfiction well then this is your break.
Disclaimer: Yet again, I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of its characters because if I did, GT would be so much different.
The Para brothers showed no mercy in their dance and kill technique. Bulma, Chichi, Goku, Krillin, Nappa, Raditz and even Vegeta couldn't stop dancing. Bulma was sweaty and tired.
"That's it...I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die!"
Suddenly, a fast moving object was thrown from above and smashed the radio to pieces. The music was stopped and so was the dancing. Everyone sighed in relief, happy the torture was finally over. Chichi was looking around.
"Who's the one who saved us?"
The others had no idea either. Bon Para looked in every direction.
"Hey! Who's the nut-ball responsible for breaking our stuff?"
"That would be me!"
Turles jumped down from the fire escape we was on and landed next to Vegeta.
"Now that you bums don't have any hypnotizing music or whatever, there's no way you'll last 3 seconds with us".
Vegeta and the other two saiyans were behind him cracking their knuckles. Even Chichi looked ready to kill someone...then again she IS Chichi. Bon Para tried his best to look tough.
"Oh yeah we'll see about that, right boys?...Boys?"
He turned around and saw Son and Don Para running down the alley way screaming like little girls. Slowly he turned towards Turles and the others who were sending him menacing glares.
"Here take it!"
He started pulling the money he stole from them out of his pockets.
"Take all of it! I'm sorry, just take it!"
Bulma was picking up her money and came across a wallet. She opened it and saw someone's picture ID.
"Uh, this isn't ours. You've been stealing all these things from people!"
Bon Para was on his knees and begging for forgiveness.
"Does it matter? Money is money; I just hope that you accept my apology".
Bulma gave him the 'yeah right' look. This guy was far from off the hook.
"As if!"
Bulma felt a hand on her shoulder push her aside. It was none other than Vegeta who looked majorly pissed.
"If you don't mind, the guys and I here are going to see to it that this worthless trash gets taken care of".
She politely stepped aside.
"Do as you wish".
Goku didn't like the idea of beating the guy up and tried to stop them.
"Vegeta you don't have to gang up on him. After all he did say sorry".
Yet again, Raditz was disgusted by his brother. Even Chichi thought the guy deserved it so she tried to hurry and get them out of the place.
"Come on Goku".
She grabbed his arm and started to pull him away.
"We need to catch that bus. You know how long it takes for one to arrive".
Goku pulled away from Chichi furiously like she was a rare disease. Krillin had to stop himself from laughing.
"Hate to break it to you Chichi but that's not Goku".
Chichi stared at the face of the person's arm she was holding and she almost felt like slapping herself in the face. There stood Turles, whose red face couldn't get any redder.
"No one understands the pain of constantly being mistaken for an Idiot!"
Bulma sighed in understanding annoyance, thinking about Marron's idiocy.
"I feel your pain"
Chichi latched on to the real Goku who was laughing at her slip up. Goku felt the need to give Vegeta a farewell.
"So... I guess until we meet again Vegeta".
Vegeta barely looked at him.
"Let's hope not".
Before leaving, Bulma tapped Vegeta's shoulder to gain his attention again.
"Um, thanks for not being a total jerk and saving me from the Ginyu Force. And I guess for right now too... Later!"
Vegeta had to snap out of his daze. The feeling of someone thanking him was new. Bulma followed Chichi who was giving her a weird look. Vegeta grabbed Bon Para by his shirt collar and smirked. All Bon could do was gulp and pray he'd make it out alive. Goku, Chichi, Krillin and Bulma walked out of the dark alleyway so they'd catch their bus. Meanwhile, Yamcha and Marron were standing not too far away from where the dance assault took place. Son and Don Para stood in front of them as Marron held her hand out while she tapped her foot impatiently.
"Well? Did you Para Para Bozo's get her money? I know she's got to be carrying like tons of cash".
Son Para was still trying to get the menacing glares of Vegeta out of his head.
"Um...no. She's loaded alright but then the Saiyans came".
Yamcha knew the Saiyans were bad news. The first name that came to his mind was,
"Vegeta. Spikey haired short guy right? And another buff looking guy with long hair and another who's bald?"
Don Para was practically shaking in fear.
"Yeah that's them! They were scary; we couldn't stand a chance once our music was destroyed".
Another face formed in Yamcha's mind when he thought of intimidation. That face was Bulma's.
"Bet they weren't scarier than...her".
Marron kept getting upset whenever he brought up her name.
"You're going on a date with her tomorrow anyways right? So get over it because we're only pretending to like them so we can get to her money".
She pulled out a pocket mirror and started to fix strands of loose hair on her head.
"Just how I'm pretending to like Krillin again. She hangs with him and if I hang with him we'll be loaded in no time".
She closed the mirror and placed it back her pocket as she waved off the Para brothers.
"You two can go, we're done now".
Yamcha gulped. He was 17 years old on the football team and STILL he was letting girls terrify him. He'd have to suck it up, and get Bulma to like him.
-+- On the Bus -+-
After a complete hour of waiting for the bus, all four high school students were sitting on the bus waiting for their stop to come up. Krillin Pulled Goku away from Chichi and they sat at the back of the bus. Krillin tried talking to him in a hushed tone.
"Goku... I have to tell you something".
Goku was squirming around like a girl who was about to be told some juicy gossip.
"Go ahead buddy, I'm all ears".
Krillin sighed and was staring out the window.
"I got kissed by a girl today".
Goku gasped and covered his mouth.
"So does that mean you have a girlfriend? Are you going to ask her out? Who is she? I bet it's Bulma right because she came here and - mfft!"
Krillin had to cover his loud over Goku's mouth because he had everyone on the bus looking back at them.
"Keep it down. we're kind of in public. Now this girl..."
"So IS it Bulma? Oh wait, she's going on a date with Yamcha tomorrow unless, huh! She's a cheater!"
"Goku quit jumping to conclusions! People are staring again!"
Bus riders were staring at them and Goku responded back by waving at them.
"So anyways, do you know what it's like to have a really hot girl kiss you!"
Goku looked at the back of Chichi's head and nodded.
"Yeah, Chichi kisses me all the time".
"No I mean a REALLY HOT girl".
Goku scratched the back of his head.
"Chichi is really hot. Could you tell me who this girl is?"
Krillin motioned for Goku to bend down so he could whisper in his ear.
"It's 18".
Goku nearly fell out of his bus seat.
"Whoa! And she kissed you? Isn't she one of those androids?"
"Yes and that's the problem too! Her brother and that other big guy kill people just for looking at her wrong. I'm going to die Goku ... I've been crushing on her for a while and all but... It can never happen".
Goku patted Krillin's back.
"You shouldn't let 17 scare you. Just grab her while her brother is looking, look him straight into his eyes, and make out with her right there. Never take your eyes off of him while you do it".
Krillin had half a mind to smack Goku for that suggestion.
"Are you insane! Who does that?"
Krillin gave up on asking Goku for advice and remained quiet for the rest of the ride.
"I need more guy friends to talk to".
Chichi sat next to Bulma way up in the front of the bus. Chichi noticed Goku and Krillin returning back to their original seats that was next to her.
"Glad you boys are back. Bulma and I were talking and managed to hit it off quick".
Bulma agreed with her.
"Feels like I've known her for years".
A question suddenly came across Goku's mind.
"That reminds me,"
Goku said as he stretched an arm over Chichi to get closer to her.
"If you're ' daughter then why don't you have a car to bring you home?"
Bulma rolled her eyes.
"My dad thought I'd do good going home by foot. He says it'll make become more accustomed to the city. But don't worry; I'm getting rides for now on".
Chichi sighed.
"I use to live in a huge home too with my parents until my mom passed away".
Goku scratched the side of his cheek, like he always does when confused.
"Your house IS huge Chichi. Way bigger than mine. You live in the decent part of town".
"But it's not bigger than the castle we lived in".
Krillin and Goku's stop came up in a short while. They waved good bye at the two girls and got off the bus. Chichi and Bulma got off at the same stop too, but they ended up walking off in opposite directions. Bulma was getting closer to the high gates that surrounded her house. She was getting excited thinking about being home with her over loving parents. All Happy thoughts jumped out of her mind when someone's hand wrapped over her mouth. Panic rushed into her mind and she bit down extra hard on whoever was trying to kill her...yet again.
"God damn that hurts! You really are a crazy woman".
Bulma realized her attacker was...
"Vegeta? IF THAT WAS SOME KIND OF SICK JOKE THEN IT'S NOT FUNNY! Then you have a nerve to insult me".
Vegeta was holding onto the hand she bit him on and glared at her.
"There are worse people out here than me and you're the street alone without any kind of self-defense. Besides that big mouth of yours, you're like fresh meat".
Bulma saw his hand and noticed drops of blood fall to the ground.
"Wow...I...I... I can't believe how sharp my teeth are! I made you bleed?Puh-lease, I don't need anything but these babies".
She pointed to her teeth and folded her arms, sending Vegeta a nasty look.
"Can you tell me why did you follow me? You can't actually be concerned about my protection because A.) I just met you, B.) How did you get here so fast? There's no way you caught the bus, and C.) You're a jerk".
Vegeta smirk and pointed a finger at the equally massive house next to hers.
"I just so happen to live there. And I don't catch buses because the subway gets you here faster".
Bulma gasped. Vegeta laughed while walking away from her.
"Welcome to the neighborhood".
-+- In Capsule Corp. -+-
Bulma's face hit the pillow and she sighed. Finally relaxed and able to get some rest. There was a knock on her door, followed by her mother's voice calling her name from the other side.
"Bulma sweetie, are you feeling okay? Can I come through the door?"
Bulma's face didn't lift from the pillow, feeling too settled to move.
"Yeah mom, you can come in".
Bunny opened the door, and was carrying a tray of brownies and a glass of milk.
"I know you don't like sweets before bed but you could at least try one".
Bulma's hand lifted up and she pointed at her desk.
"Leave it there".
Bunny sat the tray down and placed a hand on Bulma's back.
"You're so tired out. I just wanna hear about your day at school".
Bulma's groan was muffled through the pillow.
"I already told you and dad at dinner mom, remember? It was completely outrageous!"
Bunny's hand was over her mouth, trying her best to quiet down her giggles.
"I mean the real stuff that happened. Like, did you meet any cute boys? Made a new best friend?"
Bulma turned over so she was on her back and lifted an eyebrow at her mom.
"You've been just dying to know huh?"
Bunny only started a fit of giggles again. Bulma sighed and sat up all the way, so she was sitting next to her mom.
"I did meet some pretty cool people. They're like a clique or whatever. The rest of the school is full of stupid jerks".
Bunny leaned in and was ushering for her to continue.
"Go ahead, talk about the guys. I heard high school boys are really something else these days".
Bulma was starting to get a little embarrassed.
"Mother, you sound like a teen! Dad probably can hear you. Anyways... a guy actually did ask me out. Well we were caught in the middle of a paper ball war while taking cover on the floor and things seemed a little rushed but it's still a date".
Bunny smiled and clapped her hands together excitedly.
"Oh I knew it! You found love! How cute!"
Bulma's hand was covering her face.
"please don't do that. But there's also another guy who is impossible to figure out! From the moment I met him, there was some kind of jerkiness radiating off of him. He's in a gang, a total badas...I mean jerk. Then the next minute this so called jerk saves my life and then again he's back to being a jerk. You know he's a jerk because this is the most I've ever used the word 'jerk' in my entire life! And as if God turned against me, the jerk lives right next door!"
Bunny wasn't expecting that but she remained smiling.
"Oh my, sounds like you really like this fella. Is he the one taking on a date?"
Bulma was officially done 'talking' to her mom.
"I'd rather have an arrow shot through my knee. A handsome guy named Yamcha is taking me. It's tomorrow and this guy seems legit".
"How wonderful!"
Bunny gave Bulma one of those warm motherly hugs; ones you'd be embarrassed to be seen receiving in public.
"Oh would you look at the time, I think I heard dad calling your name mom".
Bunny kept her eyes closed and continued to smile.
"Maybe you're right. I guess it's goodnight darling".
Bulma pulled her covers open while rubbing her sleepy eyes.
"Yeah mom goodni-"
Her sentence was interrupted from a blinding white flash. Bulma noticed her mom took a picture of her and then another.
"MOM!"
"Sorry, I had to get a picture of your first date in this new town".
"It's not even the day of my date yet!"
"Well consider this a first day at new school picture".
Bulma growled and pushed her mom out of her room, then double locked the door. She dusted her hands and jumped on top of her queen sized bed, sinking her face back into the pillow.
-+- Next day: Saturday at Joe's Grilled Burgers-+-
It was eight O clock and Chichi and Goku had spent the entire day together. Almost the entire day; Chichi had gotten Straight Saturday detentions from Mr. Piccolo. They had just arrived at Joe's Grilled burgers. Goku couldn't help but drool at the aroma of all the grilled burgers, French fries and steaks.
"Why don't you find us a table while I take care of this".
Chichi had to point a stern finger at him.
"Just try not to screw up anything again. No one wants a repeat of the disaster you started last time".
Goku laughed but nodded his head to show that he understood.
"Don't worry Chichi. I wouldn't want to ruin our romantic day".
She smiled at him lovingly and went off to choose a two seated table. Goku's mouth drooled as he was mesmerized by the smell once again. An employee, who worked there, stood behind the counter and watched Goku with fascination.
"Wow...who knew anyone could keep that much saliva in their mouth".
The guy looked at a picture that was hung on their wall. It was a picture of Goku with the words WARNING: BEWARE OF THIS GUY written in bold letters. The guy started freaking out.
"You are that guy from before! The one who ate a ton of food and nearly set this entire place on fire!"
Goku firmly held his hands together, trying to beg the guy not to kick him out.
"I'm sorry about all that, but please just serve me today. My girlfriend will never let me hear the end of it if we can't eat here".
The guy wasn't listening at all and kept pointing to the Exit.
Bulma and Yamcha had just casually entered the restaurant. Bulma smiled when she saw Goku.
"Goku right? Hey! What're you doing here?"
It annoyed Yamcha that Goku just so happen to be here. Bulma grabbed Yamcha's hand and dragged him over to Goku. She noticed his distraught face, so there had to be something wrong.
"What's the matter? You don't look okay".
The behind the register shoved a poster in Bulma's face.
"This is the monster responsible for near destruction of this whole building! I can't afford to get fired so he has to go".
Yamcha shook his head in mock sympathy.
"That's too bad, guess you can't eat here".
Bulma snatched the poster and ripped it in half.
"I bet you don't who I am!"
There was another giant poster hung on the wall. A picture of the Briefs family and their company logo.
"That's right! The beautiful noblewoman in that picture is none other than I! I have money and power, so for let's say…"
She dug in her purse and pulled out a wad of money.
"This much should let my friend in".
The guy's mouth was hung open, and his eye pupils were in shapes of dollar signs...-or zeni signs...you know what I mean!- The guy greedily grabbed the money and placed it inside his pockets. After clearing his throat he smiled at Goku.
"With apologies good sir. You may be served here".
Yamcha had blinked the money signs from his eyes away too. Bulma was stacking money he'd never be able to make in a year. Goku was more than grateful and wanted to show her by offering a hug with his arms spread open.
"You're the best Bulma! I think you deserve a hug for that".
Like a ninja, Bulma ducked out of the way and stood a good 10 feet away from him.
"No I think I'm good. I'll meet you inside Yamcha".
Yamcha's mouth dropped open and he sped up to catch Bulma before she walked in.
"Wait, aren't you going to pay? I mean you have the money for it so..."
Bulma laughed and shook his shoulder.
"You're such a kidder. I am a lady thus you're the one who does the paying".
"Yeah but...but".
"Nonsense. Now be a good gentleman like Goku and pay the guy!"
"What about the cash you just gave him!"
"That was for Goku, not us!"
She turned around and stomped off to pick a seat. Yamcha sadly dug in his pockets while mumbling and fishing for money. Goku sat down in a chair across from Chichi. She folded her arms and gave him an impressive look.
"Wow Goku, you're back early. Usually it takes you 30 minutes of negotiating or getting us kicked out".
Goku grabbed a smaller menu from the table and flipped through the pictures of food.
"Thanks to Bulma, I was able to get in".
Chichi started to look around.
"Bulma's here with Yamcha right now?"
Goku turned around and realized they were sitting at the booth right behind them.
"Here they are. Hi Bulma!"
Bulma froze when she heard Goku's voice before slowly turning around. She had to force a smile on her face.
"Oh would you look at that. Your seat is right there...right behind us...so very close".
Chichi had gasped when she saw how Bulma looked.
"I hardly recognized you with your hair all curled, and that stunningly bedazzled red dress. You look great!"
Bulma's ego jumped a great mile and she laughed at the compliment.
"You're one to talk! You look way different with your hair out".
Chichi gasped, an idea popping into her head.
"Since we're both here, why not double date!"
Yamcha groaned and prayed silently. Bulma stood up and motioned for her to scoot over.
"Awesome idea! This prevents awkwardness from happening! Yamcha, come on, and bring my purse".
Like a defeated warrior, he grabbed her purse and handed it to her. Then he took a seat next to Goku. Goku was smiling friendly at him.
"Hi Yamcha! You seem real quiet. I guess that's the reason we don't talk in school".
Yamcha had to roll his eyes.
"Sure, that's the reason why".
After getting handed drinks, their waitress arrived at the table with her notebook, and she sounded very perky.
"What would you guys like?"
Bulma cleared her throat, about to order when she suddenly felt her throat go dry.
"Marron!"
Chichi glared at the young waitress.
"Marron?"
Yamcha was the only one who knew she worked there, the reason why he chose this place.
"A lot of people have to work. Money doesn't come served on a hot plate like SOME of us here".
Marron giggled.
"I think he means you Bulma".
Bulma was furious.
"What did you just say?"
Yamcha had to think over what he said and cursed himself.
"I mean...that's why you're so special".
Before Bulma could retaliate, Marron interrupted her.
"If you don't mind - but I think you do - You guys gotta really get this ordering thing on a roll. There are others waiting".
Goku raised his hand in the air.
"Me first! Me first!"
His order took up most of the paper, and Marron had to rip out another. Everyone except for Chichi looked at him weird. He just shrugged.
"That's what I love about this place. Just pay to get in and eat all you want!"
Chichi placed her order,
"I'll have a double cheeseburger with cheese fries".
Yamcha wanted the same as Chichi.
"I'll have what she's having".
Bulma made up her mind on getting,
"Get me a double bacon cheeseburger with French fries, chicken fingers and honey mustard dip".
Marron wrote it down and smiled at Bulma.
"Wow that's like, unhealthy. I would have gone for a salad or a veggie burger. Anything without greasy fat".
Bulma felt like throwing a glass of at the back of Marron's head.
"If only we could take the fat out of her head, and replace with an actual brain".
Yamcha decided to add a comment while sipping his root beer.
"I don't know Bulma. Marron is right about your eating style. It's totally unhealthy".
Bulma couldn't resist swinging her purse at his head.
"Don't defend her!"
Chichi tried calming her down by messaging her shoulders.
"Relax Bulma. You don't want to scare him off like you did with the whole nail gun incident".
Yamcha shuddered when he remembered it was only yesterday. Chichi stood up.
"I think you two should be sitting together. You'd look like a lovely couple".
She switched seats with Yamcha, who was dripping with sweat under Bulma's intense stare. A vibration was heard coming from Bulma's purse. Yamcha reached across the table to give to her.
"That must be your phone, I'll hand it to you".
Yet again, he couldn't believe she was able to replace her phone so fast. While handing the phone to her, it slipped out his sweaty palms and dropped into her soda. It became silent, and Bulma turned murderous.
"YOU CLUMSY ASSHOLE! THIS PHONE COSTED JUST AS MUCH AS MY OLD ONE!"
Yamcha pulled the phone out of the soda and wiped it off with a napkin.
"It still works see? No damage done"
But his elbow caused the soda to knock over and spill on Bulma's lap. She squealed and shot up from her seat. There was a huge brown stain on her new dress. Goku whistled.
"It looks like someone splashed sewer water on you".
Chichi had to smack the back of his head.
"You're not helping!"
Bulma's anger was boiling up and she couldn't hold it in. Before she could go on a rampage, Marron came back with their orders.
"Here ya go guys. Oh my goodness! Bulma, you stained your dress! Now you'll have to burn it".
Bulma growled and knocked Yamcha's order out of her hands.
"THIS IS TURNING OUT TO BE A RATHER CRAPPY ASS DATE!"
Chichi had to disagree.
"Nope. The crappiest date ever was when Goku almost burnt this place down".
Bulma snatched her purse from the table.
"Excuse me while I try to save this 20,000 zeni dress!"
She stomped off towards the bathroom, leaving everyone to watch her walk away. Chichi frowned at Yamcha.
"I don't like you"
Chichi eyed Yamcha suspiciously. He felt uncomfortable under her gaze.
"Uh...problem?"
"Yeah. You're notorious for playing a lot of girls out and using them for your own selfish needs".
Chichi didn't want Bulma to be around for what she was going to say. So it was time to take advantage of her absence. Goku was busy eating to pay any mind to what Chichi was saying.
"I know your type; the girl version of what Marron is. Most likely you're just trying to get laid. Bulma seems like a nice person and I want you to know, I'll be watching you like pedo bear does children".
She stuck two fingers to her eyes and pointed them at his. Yamcha felt numb but nodded his head anyways. Meanwhile, Bulma tried her best at scrubbing the stain out but it was still obviously there. She gave up and sighed in defeat.
"I'll try to make the best out of it. Who knows,"
She kept trying to reassure herself.
"Yamcha could put some of his charms to work and sweep me off my feet".
She left the bathroom, almost skipping but quickly stopped dead in her tracks.
"And so the clouds opened up and God said, 'I hate You Bulma Breifs'. Why them? why!"
Vegeta, Nappa and Turles were coming in, all talking loudly and knocking people's food off of tables. Marron came walking by Bulma carrying a tray of a food. Bulma hid behind her like a shield.
"Sssh! Just keep doing whatever you were doing and quickly move past the saiyans".
Marron's brain was processing slow and couldn't take the hint that Bulma didn't want any attention.
"Oh hey Bulma! What are you doing hiding behind me?"
Too late, Vegeta spotted Bulma and was already working his way over to her. Bulma had to pull herself together and try to ignore them, but they somehow managed to block the path to her table.
'Mind as well get it over with' Bulma thought.
"Fancy meeting you guys here. Didn't know they'd let your kind in here".
Vegeta hadn't planned on doing anything to her but then she just had to open her mouth.
"You got something against Saiyans? We were the ones who saved your damsel in distressed ass yesterday".
Bulma had to think of something clever.
"I don't have anything against saiyans. I got something against guys who think they can bully people because of their strength".
Nappa laughed at her and tipped someone's table over.
"You mean like that?"
Bulma watched as all the employers did nothing except cower in fear.
"Why isn't anyone stopping them?"
Vegeta laughed.
"They know who I am. Stopping us is useless and often results in my father swinging by for a 'visit'".
Bulma didn't know what to say, she just wanted to go to her seat.
"That's great and all but I really just want to continue on with my date".
Vegeta suddenly had a flashback of Bulma with a nail gun trying to kill him for a phone and something about a date.
"You don't mean with that scar faced idiot?"
Bulma was back to getting ready to explode.
"Yes I'm on a date with that idiot!"
Marron was still standing there completely unnoticed by them.
"All of this name calling isn't nice".
Bulma stuck a finger at Marron's face.
"You shut up! I'm talking to this barbaric troll!"
Nappa and Turles were snickering in the background. Vegeta's hair did resemble a troll doll. Bulma stood proudly with a smirk on her face, loving how her words did some damage to his pride. Vegeta had to control himself from sending a bawled fist in her face, even though he knows he'd never hit a female...but she doesn't.
"I have half a mind to wipe that smirk clean off your face, no matter how pretty you look. You'll be limping out when I'm done with you".
Bulma's smirk fell and she was staring him unbelievably.
"You...wouldn't".
Vegeta was wearing his poker face.
"Oh I would".
He began to crack bones in his wrist and knuckles.
"That's how you keep the bitches in check".
Nappa couldn't hold it in anymore and started laughing. It's obvious to all of them except for Bulma that he was bluffing.
"You gotta be joking".
Bulma searched around for some kind of help and spotted the table Yamcha was sitting at.
"Yamcha! Come help me!"
Yamcha heard Bulma's voice and then he saw the Saiyans surrounding her. He gulped and hid under the table.
"I can't go against them! They'll gang up on me and beat me into the ground".
Chichi couldn't believe he just hid away like that.
"Look at you. Even Krillin would have done something even though he knows he doesn't stand a chance because he's just as spineless and useless as you!"
- Meanwhile inside Krillin's house-
Krillin was home watching TV when suddenly he sneezed twice in a row.
"Oh great, now someone's talking about me".
- Back at Joe's Grilled Burgers -
Goku stopped eating to take a look at what was gaining everyone's attention. Vegeta looked ready to fight with an innocent Bulma. He couldn't just sit there and eat. Goku stood up and walked over to them.
"Hey Vegeta, whatever this is about I'm sure we can find a nice peaceful way to end it".
Vegeta was surprised to see Goku there.
"Kakarott? What the hell are you doing here! I thought I told those retards to make sure you never stop foot in here again".
Goku gasped.
"How did you know about that?"
"Idiot, it was all over the news. I swear you were dropped on the head as a baby".
This time Goku was getting embarrassed.
"I did get dropped on my head, but you didn't have to go telling everybody".
Bulma sweat dropped and quirked an eyebrow.
"You're supposed to be the hero?"
Goku waved a piece of chicken wing that he had in his hand, in Vegeta's face.
"This is low Vegeta, picking on girls. I challenge you to a battle!"
Vegeta looked at the piece of chicken and then at Goku.
"I'll accept any challenge given from you only if you get that fucking piece of meat out of my face!"
Goku swallowed the chicken in one bite, leaving Bulma to wonder what happened to the bone part.
"Then it's on! Marron, order 100 pies for two people please!"
Marron didn't seemed bother by the order at all.
"Sure, just hold on".
Turles was hyping Vegeta up, making him anxious to hurry up with the contest.
"Yeah Vegeta, you're going to tear those pies up and make Kakarott pay for thinking he can pass for me".
Bulma watched Marron prance away to actually get them 100 pies.
"That's it... this date is over"
Bulma went back to the table where Chichi was seated.
"Where's Yamcha?"
Chichi pointed to under the table. Bulma pulled Yamcha out from his ear and pushed him down into a chair.
"Listen, I've had bad dates before but this one...was just...I have no words. You and I are through!"
Yamcha was confused so he asked,
"We were never together".
Bulma had to think.
"Well do you want to go out now?"
Yamcha seemed to perk up.
"Yeah! Does this mean I get to kiss you?"
"No. Because we just officially broke up. Goodbye".
The only thing Yamcha could do was slink back under the table. Chichi had to clap for that performance.
"It's for the better. You'd only ended up breaking her heart anyway. Now to get back to my romantic date".
She realized Goku was still with Vegeta and so she went to go retrieve him. Both Goku and Vegeta were eating at top speeds. Pie after Pie were vanishing down their throats. Chichi was surprised then angry that Goku was actually going through with it.
"Goku! What are you doing? What about our date!"
He stopped eating for a second to talk to her.
"Challenge...must...complete...pie...too...good"
Chichi grew furious.
"Unforgivable! Wait what kind are they?"
Goku wiped the pie filling off his face.
"It's apple!"
Chichi quickly grabbed some pies and asked for a to-go bag. After gathering her things she left the restaurant.
-+- That Monday: At school In Algebra -+-
Bulma's first period class was Algebra 2. She sat next to Krillin who was struggling with math problems that she already completed way before anybody else. King Kai was their teacher, and the students didn't know what was worse; the impossible problems or his lame jokes. He was snickering thinking of a new one.
"Okay I got another one. What do you call a percolating percolator on the top shelf?"
Tien who was sitting in the back groaned.
"Why don't you enlighten us"
"A high pot in use! Ahahahahahaha! Get it? Like the hypotenuse of a triangle! Ahahahaha! C'mon that's funny, all you have no sense in humor".
Tien was not amused.
"You have no sense of anything. This is algebra not geometry and most of us don't even know what a percolator is!"
Everyone agreed. Bulma sighed loudly, so Krillin could ask her what was wrong. He didn't seem to take his eyes off his paper.
"I said, *sighs angrily*!"
His eyes were still glued to the paper trying to solve the problem. Bulma decided to end this.
"The answer is x = 12 and Y = 4"
Krillin scratched his head and put the numbers in the calculator.
"You're right! Man you are so smart. I bet you can explain what a percolator is".
Bulma felt her ego spiking.
"Yeah well who doesn't? I could have been in college right now but I want to live the high school experience".
"Really? I'm no genius but I'd say you're even smart enough to take on...Cell".
The way krillin said it was as if they were speaking about a come sort of curse. Bulma seemed a little interested.
"Who's Cell?"
Krillin lowered his voice after checking to see if anyone was listening in.
"He's the biggest, cockiest, strongest, and freakishly smartest Kid in the entire school. Maybe even Country!"
Bulma looked at him like he had lost his mind.
"You think I can take him on? Hello, do I look like much of a fighter?"
"Not a physical challenge. One of wits because Face it, most of us here are lucky enough to earn C's."
"So, you think I should go into some sort of competition and defeat Cell, using my brain?"
"Yup! His pride would be so damaged, he'd go to another school and maybe the rules would change around here. He's student body president for our school".
Bulma had to think about it. She didn't want to have all that weight on her shoulders so she declined.
"It's a nice offer but I don't think I could handle it. If this guy is as good as you say he is, why haven't I seen him?"
"This is only your second day here; he just didn't come on Friday. Probably thinks he's too good to come to school sometimes".
Bulma still said no. She imagined The Cell guy getting angry and wanting to kill her.
"Sorry krillin. I don't need to stress right now. I had an incredibly crappy date this weekend at some burger joint".
Krillin's mouth was hung open,
"Bob's grilled burgers? You and Yamcha went there? Dude, there was some epic battle there between the saiyans and Goku".
Bulma rolled her eyes.
"I wouldn't say epic".
-+-+ PE Class +-+-
Bulma changed into her gym clothes and walked around the gymnasium checking out the equipment. Goku jogged over to Bulma and greeted her with a huge smile.
"So cool, we got the same gym class".
Bulma was happy to see someone there she could talk to.
"Hi Goku. After what I saw on the news, I thought you got sent to jail".
"They were going to send me, but my dad told them he was with the saiyans and they let me off with another warning".
Bulma had enough of hearing about the saiyans. People were treating them like they were some kind of God.
"I never wanna hear another word about this saiyan crap. They've gotten on my last nerve".
"Never say never, stupid girl".
Bulma flinched at the new voice. She clutched her heart and tried to find her voice.
"Vegeta You nearly scared me death! I could have had a heart attack".
Vegeta was smirking.
"Nice to see you too. I overheard you mentioning something about saiyans".
"In fact I do. But mostly it's you!"
Goku knew they'd end up arguing again, so he got in the middle again.
"Leave her alone Vegeta. I beat you in that Pie contest already so you know what you're up against when facing me".
Vegeta was getting angry, and had to tilt his head up to look at Goku. The height difference was too obvious.
"I told you it was a tie! Your wench of a woman took some of your pies, so that was a minus two from your score".
"Quit being such a cry baby about it. I won fair and square".
Vegeta's hand turned into a fist that he getting ready to hit Goku with.
"I'm going to enjoy this!"
"Stop right there Vegeta!"
Vegeta, Goku and Bulma looked at the buff guy who stopped a soon to be fight. The gym teacher stared at Bulma.
"So you must be the new girl Bulma Briefs".
Bulma nodded, still trying to decipher how much steroids the man must've took. Brolly flexed his muscles.
"Staring at these babies huh? You should. Now, I WANT EVERYONE WHO IS IN THE GYNASIUM TO DROP ON THE GROUND AND GIVE ME 200 PUSH UPS!"
Everyone was the ground doing push-ups without hesitation. Bulma stuck a finger in her ear.
"I must have some wax in my ears because for a second there it sounded like you said 200".
Brolly looked dead serious as he bent down and yelled in Bulma's face,
"YES! 200! NOW DROP AND GIVE ME THEM!"
"But...But I am a delicate flower. I don't do that many push-ups"
"FINE YOU PAMPERED SPOILED LITTLE POODLE! GIVE ME 100!"
Out of anger Brolly snapped his clip board in half and walked away, blowing his whistle in Goku's face.
"KAKAROTT! NOT GOOD ENOUGH!"
Bulma whined but got down on the floor, and proceeded to complete an impossible task. Vegeta was pushing up and down as hard and fast as possible. He laughed at Bulma's struggle with just 10.
"Good luck passing because these are only the warm ups. And let's not mention that Brolly was in the Saiyans with my father too".
Bulma's face was drained of all color. Now she was sure that her life had to be controlled by some sort of...outside force...a force written like a story made for other's amusement. She quickly shook that insane thought out her head as she continued doing push-ups.
"I hate Saiyans!"
Mission accomplished, I finished chapter 4! Awwwwww yeaaah! ( I've been on internet too long)
R&R please, and it will unlock chapter 5 \(^_^)/
