Reality Burns: A Goten Story
A Dragonball fanfiction brought to you by Dirk-Gently
Author of The Wizards Advocate
PG13
Note: If I get enough reviews I'll post a chapter specifically to recognize those who reviewed my story.
Now, before we get started I would like to offer some explanation to the ages in this story. I always wanted Goten, Trunks, Pan, and Braa to be around the same age. Therefore Goten is 15, Trunks is 16, Pan is 14, Marron is 14, and Braa is 14. I blame the freak wormhole in time on Bulma and her time traveling.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own imagination and invention.
Another note: ""is speaking…*..* is thinking
Ps. Thank you so much everyone who read and reviewed my stories! After I've got this chapter done with I'll work on one to give special thanks to you guys!
Pps. The chapters that follow this one may take a bit longer than the first 3 BUT I HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE SO DON'T YELL AT ME YET! I'm working on adding some chapters to Wizards Advocate and The Game. Plus I'm working on a Gohan/Videl thingy. It will be a collection of poems written in letter form to one another. It's so sweet! Until then…REVIEW! Enjoy! Ja ne!
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Chapter 3
Trunks' response to Arthur's injury had shaken Goten up pretty badly, but that was nothing compared to how he treated Goten after they had both exited the office.
Goten could remember a time when trunks would stand up for him in a situation like this. High school had changed him, popularity gone to his head. With no risk of villains like Buu to bring them together, their friendship was balancing on the edge of a knife.
"I have a reputation you know!" could be heard from any part of the school. Trunks was more than a little upset. And, of course, he blamed Goten for all of it. "even if you don't care about what people think of you I do! Unlike you, Son Goten, I have a Life!"
Trunks had obviously expected this to touch a nerve. Goten just continued down the deserted corridor.
Suddenly, Trunks disappeared and reappeared blocking Goten's way. "Don't you care?! All my life I've done what's best for you! I got you the popularity you have!"
Goten snorted. What popularity? He was only treated nicely when Trunks was around, and when Trunks was around, everyone was too busy mooning over him to even notice poor Goten.
Goten and Trunks were in every class together (some strings were pulled by their mothers but none the less, they were.) Their first class was Physical Education AKA gym AKA watch the jocks show off and the popular girls refuse to do anything. Since Gym could hold more people, sophomores took it with freshmen. The same was true for seniors and juniors. It was a large school, so classes were relatively small in order to pull that off.
Pan, Marron, and Braa were in gym with them (more yanking of strings…well more like threats of bodily harm from Chi-chi and Bulma). They arrived late and saw that their class had finished warming up and was heading out side.
Mr. Whiltbank shouted to the group of students, "Baseball today guys!" (coincidence? I think not!) "Now who shall I choose for captains…how 'bout two freshmen…let's see…how 'bout two freshmen girls…hmmmm…Pan and Tiffany! You're my captains! Pan will choose first!"
"Pan looked over the group of students, but mostly sizing up Trunks and Goten, "Tru…no, Goten!" she finally called. Goten was startled by this. His niece had always had a HUGE crush on Trunks, but then again, knowing his Panny, she could tell the Goten wasn't happy with Trunks.
Tiffany was easily the biggest ditz in school. As a fellow classmate had once said, "She's got those 24/7 blonde moments."
Tiffany took no time deciding who she wanted. She gave trunks a little wink before calling his name in that Valley Girl voice she was infamous for.
(ok I'm just gonna say names now. First one to speak is Pan then Tiff and so on)
"Marron"
"hmmm, toughie! Braa!"
"Dirk"
"like, Viccie! Viccie Rivera! You're on my team!" ::giggles::
"Pfeifer!"
"let me see, uh, like, uh, Jenny!
"Rod"
"I'll take the cute one! L-O-L…J-k, j-k, heehee that's IM talk! Heehee, like, Bob!"
"Amy!"
"Mah girlfriend! Hanna! You go girl!
"Jess!"
"Ugh, I gotta choose through this mess? Ummm…like, I guess Cynthia.
At this point there were only two people left: a stupid but strong kid named Jake, and Arthur. Pan looked the two of them over, but could sense Goten trying to attract her attention. She turned to him. He gave her a meaningful look that only the two could understand.
"I got Arthur." She finally said.
Arthur looked up, genuinely surprised. "Me?" he was pleasantly surprised that he hadn't been picked last.
"No, the other Arthur, Yes you!" Pan laughed.
Mr. Whiltbank blew his whistle, "Ok, captains, you have 5 minutes to organize your field positions, Tiff's team bats first, and since we have an even amount of people, I'll be the permanent catcher."
"Ok," suddenly Pan was all business, " Pheifer, first base; Rod, second base; Gently, third base; 'Ten, Shortstop. Everybody else is an outfielder. I'm pitching, 'Ten's my sub. Got it? Ok, Break!"
The team stormed onto the field and took their positions.
To no one's surprise, Tiffany went up to bat first. Three strikes later she sat on the bench, pouting.
Next up was Victor Rivera. He took two strikes before hitting a foul ball just to the right of the first base line. Pfeifer gloved it easily.
Braa stepped up to bat, he teeth were gritted, he eyes set on Pan. She made a solid connection with the first pitch, sending the baseball deep into right field. From all the way in left field Marron sprinted toward the white sphere in the sky. She was still a good distance away when the ball started its decline. *I've got to amp it up a notch! But if I go too fast everyone will think I'm a freak. You know what? You only live once, so what the hell?* She burst forward and dove as the ball neared the ground. The was fully horizontal as she stretched for the baseball. The sphere hit the top of her glove and bounced off. She hit the ground. Hard. She just lay there in a daze, but soon regained control, she snatched up the ball and threw hard to home plate. Too hard.
Mr. Whiltbank never saw the ball coming. Marron had excellent aim. The ball whizzed in and landed right in the gym teacher's glove. Unfortunately, the force behind the ball had not only sent Mr. Whiltbank flying into the backstop, but made the backstop fall over backwards. Everyone rushed in to see how Mr. Whiltbank was.
He opened his eyes and in a dazed voice said, "Remind me to draft her for the softball team" before passing out.
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OK fine so this chapter didn't really have anything to do with the story but I guess It shows rivalry between Trunks 'n' Goten, plus the relationship between Pan and Goten (not that kind of relationship). Anyway DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!
Also, I suggest you R&R my comedy The Game. I think it's kinda funny. See ya L8er! Ja ne!
A Dragonball fanfiction brought to you by Dirk-Gently
Author of The Wizards Advocate
PG13
Note: If I get enough reviews I'll post a chapter specifically to recognize those who reviewed my story.
Now, before we get started I would like to offer some explanation to the ages in this story. I always wanted Goten, Trunks, Pan, and Braa to be around the same age. Therefore Goten is 15, Trunks is 16, Pan is 14, Marron is 14, and Braa is 14. I blame the freak wormhole in time on Bulma and her time traveling.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my own imagination and invention.
Another note: ""is speaking…*..* is thinking
Ps. Thank you so much everyone who read and reviewed my stories! After I've got this chapter done with I'll work on one to give special thanks to you guys!
Pps. The chapters that follow this one may take a bit longer than the first 3 BUT I HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE SO DON'T YELL AT ME YET! I'm working on adding some chapters to Wizards Advocate and The Game. Plus I'm working on a Gohan/Videl thingy. It will be a collection of poems written in letter form to one another. It's so sweet! Until then…REVIEW! Enjoy! Ja ne!
~*~
Chapter 3
Trunks' response to Arthur's injury had shaken Goten up pretty badly, but that was nothing compared to how he treated Goten after they had both exited the office.
Goten could remember a time when trunks would stand up for him in a situation like this. High school had changed him, popularity gone to his head. With no risk of villains like Buu to bring them together, their friendship was balancing on the edge of a knife.
"I have a reputation you know!" could be heard from any part of the school. Trunks was more than a little upset. And, of course, he blamed Goten for all of it. "even if you don't care about what people think of you I do! Unlike you, Son Goten, I have a Life!"
Trunks had obviously expected this to touch a nerve. Goten just continued down the deserted corridor.
Suddenly, Trunks disappeared and reappeared blocking Goten's way. "Don't you care?! All my life I've done what's best for you! I got you the popularity you have!"
Goten snorted. What popularity? He was only treated nicely when Trunks was around, and when Trunks was around, everyone was too busy mooning over him to even notice poor Goten.
Goten and Trunks were in every class together (some strings were pulled by their mothers but none the less, they were.) Their first class was Physical Education AKA gym AKA watch the jocks show off and the popular girls refuse to do anything. Since Gym could hold more people, sophomores took it with freshmen. The same was true for seniors and juniors. It was a large school, so classes were relatively small in order to pull that off.
Pan, Marron, and Braa were in gym with them (more yanking of strings…well more like threats of bodily harm from Chi-chi and Bulma). They arrived late and saw that their class had finished warming up and was heading out side.
Mr. Whiltbank shouted to the group of students, "Baseball today guys!" (coincidence? I think not!) "Now who shall I choose for captains…how 'bout two freshmen…let's see…how 'bout two freshmen girls…hmmmm…Pan and Tiffany! You're my captains! Pan will choose first!"
"Pan looked over the group of students, but mostly sizing up Trunks and Goten, "Tru…no, Goten!" she finally called. Goten was startled by this. His niece had always had a HUGE crush on Trunks, but then again, knowing his Panny, she could tell the Goten wasn't happy with Trunks.
Tiffany was easily the biggest ditz in school. As a fellow classmate had once said, "She's got those 24/7 blonde moments."
Tiffany took no time deciding who she wanted. She gave trunks a little wink before calling his name in that Valley Girl voice she was infamous for.
(ok I'm just gonna say names now. First one to speak is Pan then Tiff and so on)
"Marron"
"hmmm, toughie! Braa!"
"Dirk"
"like, Viccie! Viccie Rivera! You're on my team!" ::giggles::
"Pfeifer!"
"let me see, uh, like, uh, Jenny!
"Rod"
"I'll take the cute one! L-O-L…J-k, j-k, heehee that's IM talk! Heehee, like, Bob!"
"Amy!"
"Mah girlfriend! Hanna! You go girl!
"Jess!"
"Ugh, I gotta choose through this mess? Ummm…like, I guess Cynthia.
At this point there were only two people left: a stupid but strong kid named Jake, and Arthur. Pan looked the two of them over, but could sense Goten trying to attract her attention. She turned to him. He gave her a meaningful look that only the two could understand.
"I got Arthur." She finally said.
Arthur looked up, genuinely surprised. "Me?" he was pleasantly surprised that he hadn't been picked last.
"No, the other Arthur, Yes you!" Pan laughed.
Mr. Whiltbank blew his whistle, "Ok, captains, you have 5 minutes to organize your field positions, Tiff's team bats first, and since we have an even amount of people, I'll be the permanent catcher."
"Ok," suddenly Pan was all business, " Pheifer, first base; Rod, second base; Gently, third base; 'Ten, Shortstop. Everybody else is an outfielder. I'm pitching, 'Ten's my sub. Got it? Ok, Break!"
The team stormed onto the field and took their positions.
To no one's surprise, Tiffany went up to bat first. Three strikes later she sat on the bench, pouting.
Next up was Victor Rivera. He took two strikes before hitting a foul ball just to the right of the first base line. Pfeifer gloved it easily.
Braa stepped up to bat, he teeth were gritted, he eyes set on Pan. She made a solid connection with the first pitch, sending the baseball deep into right field. From all the way in left field Marron sprinted toward the white sphere in the sky. She was still a good distance away when the ball started its decline. *I've got to amp it up a notch! But if I go too fast everyone will think I'm a freak. You know what? You only live once, so what the hell?* She burst forward and dove as the ball neared the ground. The was fully horizontal as she stretched for the baseball. The sphere hit the top of her glove and bounced off. She hit the ground. Hard. She just lay there in a daze, but soon regained control, she snatched up the ball and threw hard to home plate. Too hard.
Mr. Whiltbank never saw the ball coming. Marron had excellent aim. The ball whizzed in and landed right in the gym teacher's glove. Unfortunately, the force behind the ball had not only sent Mr. Whiltbank flying into the backstop, but made the backstop fall over backwards. Everyone rushed in to see how Mr. Whiltbank was.
He opened his eyes and in a dazed voice said, "Remind me to draft her for the softball team" before passing out.
~*~
OK fine so this chapter didn't really have anything to do with the story but I guess It shows rivalry between Trunks 'n' Goten, plus the relationship between Pan and Goten (not that kind of relationship). Anyway DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!
Also, I suggest you R&R my comedy The Game. I think it's kinda funny. See ya L8er! Ja ne!
