Rachel said goodbye to Pan and left the school. Day number one survived. It wasn't all that bad, luckily for her she had met Pan. Maybe she could learn to like her new school.
She walked along the streets to her new house in the middle of Satan city slowly. She didn't feel like going home. Thank god her dad wasn't home yet. All she seemed to do was fight with him lately.
No wait, her sister was home! Rachel stopped walking and turned around. She walked towards the mall, the only place she could think of.
She dragged her feats a little, looking at the ground. She stared into a show windows, almost touching the glass with her finger tips. She used to go shopping with her best friend all day to spend money they didn't have. They would walk inside a store and search for new make up or clothes. A shop assistant would always walk in circles around them, looking if they weren't steeling anything. They were always laughing their ass off when that happened, although it made shopping less fun. They both new they were to much of a coward to steel anything.
Rachel blinked when she felt someone's presence. She turned around and looked into the face of some guy.
"Sorry, am I in your way?" She stepped aside.
She walked away when the man grabbed her arm and pulled her into an ally.
"Give me your money!" Rachel widened her eyes and looked stunned. "I have no money, now let go of me!"
The man smirked and pressed her against the wall.
"maybe we can work something out then."
She pulled a look of pure disgust on her face as she saw his lips closing in. He pressed his wet lips on hers and for a second she stood there like frozen.
Suddenly she reacted and bit his lip. She brought her knee to the front and drove it up his cross. He moaned in pain and bended forward, grabbing his balls with his hands. She punched him in the face with her fist as hard as she could.
She heard some thing outside the ally and saw a group of people waiting to cut in. Distracted, she didn't see the man's fist coming and her head snapped back as it encountered her face. She leaned against the wall, whimpering as she touched the cut on her eyebrow.
"Ahumm". She heard some one scraping her throat. The man saw the girl and looked pale all of the sudden. He turned around as fast as he could and run out of the ally.
"Are you okay?" Rachel looked up again and saw Pan, Bra, and two older boys, no, young men standing.
"I'll live." She walked towards them.
"Thanks for scaring him away."
Pan smirked.
"By the looks of your right punch I'd say you could handle yourself quite alright!" Rachel smirked back.
"Oh well, I have a brother to practice on." She looked behind Pan.
"oh, I almost forgot you guys!" Pan said, waving towards the others.
" You've already met Bra and Marron, but you haven't met the others yet." She pointed at the purple haired and blue eyed guy.
" This is Bra's older brother, Trunks and the guy next to him is my uncle, Goten." The guy called Trunks nodded in a greet and the other one with the spiked, raven black hair and coal black eyes stepped forwards taking her small hand in his big one.
"Nice to meet you. "He said politely. He had a firm handshake and Rachel's face fell.
"What's wrong?" she stared to his hand.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She shook her head.
"it's not that... I'm not used to strike some one with my fist."
He opened his hand and took hers between his. He opened her fingers and softly moved them up and down.
It was amazing how hands as big and strong as his could be so tender. He softly massaged her knuckles and looked into her eyes.
"Your knuckles may get a little blue but they're not bruised that much. You can use them as normally." He gave her a smile that was impossible not to give back.
"Thanks."
She blushed a little and looked at the ground.
Pan stared into Rachel's eyes and frowned a little.
"Hey, are you wearing lenses? I'm pretty sure you had blue eyes this morning." She asked curious.
"No, that's my own color. Your not the first one to ask me some thing like that. It depends of the light, you see. Some times they're blue, then green, and some times they're simply gray. Funny isn't it?"
"Yea." Pan answered before looking at her eyebrow. "
We'd better take you to Bra 's place and clean that nasty cut of yours." She said, not really asking it.
"oh, there's no need for that". Rachel answered, although she didn't feel like going home to take care of it.
"really, it's no trouble at all. Isn't that so Bra?" Bra nodded. "I'd love to have you over!"
"Well, if it's no trouble."
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She walked along the streets to her new house in the middle of Satan city slowly. She didn't feel like going home. Thank god her dad wasn't home yet. All she seemed to do was fight with him lately.
No wait, her sister was home! Rachel stopped walking and turned around. She walked towards the mall, the only place she could think of.
She dragged her feats a little, looking at the ground. She stared into a show windows, almost touching the glass with her finger tips. She used to go shopping with her best friend all day to spend money they didn't have. They would walk inside a store and search for new make up or clothes. A shop assistant would always walk in circles around them, looking if they weren't steeling anything. They were always laughing their ass off when that happened, although it made shopping less fun. They both new they were to much of a coward to steel anything.
Rachel blinked when she felt someone's presence. She turned around and looked into the face of some guy.
"Sorry, am I in your way?" She stepped aside.
She walked away when the man grabbed her arm and pulled her into an ally.
"Give me your money!" Rachel widened her eyes and looked stunned. "I have no money, now let go of me!"
The man smirked and pressed her against the wall.
"maybe we can work something out then."
She pulled a look of pure disgust on her face as she saw his lips closing in. He pressed his wet lips on hers and for a second she stood there like frozen.
Suddenly she reacted and bit his lip. She brought her knee to the front and drove it up his cross. He moaned in pain and bended forward, grabbing his balls with his hands. She punched him in the face with her fist as hard as she could.
She heard some thing outside the ally and saw a group of people waiting to cut in. Distracted, she didn't see the man's fist coming and her head snapped back as it encountered her face. She leaned against the wall, whimpering as she touched the cut on her eyebrow.
"Ahumm". She heard some one scraping her throat. The man saw the girl and looked pale all of the sudden. He turned around as fast as he could and run out of the ally.
"Are you okay?" Rachel looked up again and saw Pan, Bra, and two older boys, no, young men standing.
"I'll live." She walked towards them.
"Thanks for scaring him away."
Pan smirked.
"By the looks of your right punch I'd say you could handle yourself quite alright!" Rachel smirked back.
"Oh well, I have a brother to practice on." She looked behind Pan.
"oh, I almost forgot you guys!" Pan said, waving towards the others.
" You've already met Bra and Marron, but you haven't met the others yet." She pointed at the purple haired and blue eyed guy.
" This is Bra's older brother, Trunks and the guy next to him is my uncle, Goten." The guy called Trunks nodded in a greet and the other one with the spiked, raven black hair and coal black eyes stepped forwards taking her small hand in his big one.
"Nice to meet you. "He said politely. He had a firm handshake and Rachel's face fell.
"What's wrong?" she stared to his hand.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you." She shook her head.
"it's not that... I'm not used to strike some one with my fist."
He opened his hand and took hers between his. He opened her fingers and softly moved them up and down.
It was amazing how hands as big and strong as his could be so tender. He softly massaged her knuckles and looked into her eyes.
"Your knuckles may get a little blue but they're not bruised that much. You can use them as normally." He gave her a smile that was impossible not to give back.
"Thanks."
She blushed a little and looked at the ground.
Pan stared into Rachel's eyes and frowned a little.
"Hey, are you wearing lenses? I'm pretty sure you had blue eyes this morning." She asked curious.
"No, that's my own color. Your not the first one to ask me some thing like that. It depends of the light, you see. Some times they're blue, then green, and some times they're simply gray. Funny isn't it?"
"Yea." Pan answered before looking at her eyebrow. "
We'd better take you to Bra 's place and clean that nasty cut of yours." She said, not really asking it.
"oh, there's no need for that". Rachel answered, although she didn't feel like going home to take care of it.
"really, it's no trouble at all. Isn't that so Bra?" Bra nodded. "I'd love to have you over!"
"Well, if it's no trouble."
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