Disclaimer: I don't own anyone but my girl. Nothing else.
Warning: Racism, bigotry, nothing too serious though.
It was her first day.
Her first day in a new school.
Her first day in a new school in another country.
Her first day in a new school in Japan.
Noelle Pierce walked down the hallway of her new school with her head down. She felt so out of place here. It was her first time out of the country in her life. She'd never even been out of the state she was born in.
She was black in a predominantly Asian school. There were some Asian Americans scattered about, but she seemed to be the only black girl in the country. No one had talked to her, and those who had didn't speak in English. The only words she could remember were:
Kuroi
Yaro
And baka.
She did not know what those words meant. Her anime vocabulary didn't go that far. She only knew simply thing like greetings and departures. And she was hearing more complicated stuff all the time.
She suddenly wished she hadn't joined that exchange program. She didn't know they were going to segregate her and leave her out. They could at least say hello or something.
As she passed some girls, she could hear them giggling and saying things in a language that she didn't understand. She blushed and hurried on to class.
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It was bad enough they wouldn't talk to her and talked about her, but now this was just rude.
They were supposed to be doing a class project for their arts class. She didn't know what to do and when she asked the teacher, he treated her like she was such a burden. He explained everything like she was an idiot. And once she understood everything, she was left alone to do it. Everyone else paired off and no one wanted to help her at all.
She got it halfway done and turned it in, and when she did, her teacher complained that she wasted too much time and gave her a D-. She took the grade silently and moved on.
It wasn't fair, but there was nothing she could do.
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By the time she got out, Noelle was certain of one thing:
The whole town of Cherry hated her.
She walked towards her exchange home. It was only a little ways from there. She hoped. Her exchange brothers and sisters had neglected to pick her up as they went to the arcade. She loved video games and was quite good at video game logic.
But she was not invited. Thus she was to wander her own way home.
As she tried to remember exactly which way she came to school, Noelle stopped in an alley. She had been walking for about an hour and she was so tired. The building she was leaning on had to be a restaurant from the smell of grease in the air.
" Give money American."
" Uh?"
Noelle turned at the voice. Someone was speaking in broken English. It was a few guys. All of them had either black or brown hair and they were dressed in blue and green uniforms. They looked like they could break her in half.
" Give money American."
" 'Give money American'?" She repeated," Hey!! You're trying to rob me- mmph!!"
She was grabbed and pulled into the alley. This really scared her. Noelle began to thrash and buck; trying to get away. But the 2 out of 5 boys that grabbed her were too strong and were holding her in a painful position. The big one, assumed to be the leader, he was going through her purse.
Noelle got angry at the fact they thought she was an easy target and started swinging. She hit one in the face and hit the other in the crotch. They both let go and stumbled back painfully. Now that she was free, she went to get her purse, but the other 2 guys grabbed her before she could reach the leader. And once the initial shock of pain was over, the previous 2 males joined in.
" Let go of me!! Get off me!! Somebody help!!!"
The leader laughed and approached with a handful of money; albeit from her purse. He waved it tauntingly in her face; just out of her reach.
" My property American. Not yours." He yanked the money away and put it in his pocket.
Before Noelle could launch into another fit of screaming and thrashing, a black flash darted all around the alley. Grunts of pain and cries of agony accompanied the sounds of hits from all over. Noelle couldn't figure out for the life of her what was going on.
Then just as quickly as the blur appeared, it disappeared. In its place was a man. A man taller than her. His hair was short cut but still stood up on its own in a flame manner. He wore a black pair of leather pants, black leather gloves, a red muscle shirt, black leather sleeveless jacket, and gold-colored metal tipped boots.
He had a smirk on his face and was dusting his hands off arrogantly. Noelle realized that all the males were unconscious on the ground. Some were bleeding and others were bruised. She became conscious of the fact that she was free and on the ground.
" Wow. That guy must'of beaten all them up. But how? How is possible to move that fast?" She thought aloud. She couldn't even fully see the man move and he had beaten all the guys up without even breaking a sweat or breathing hard at all.
She reached for her purse and put it on her shoulder cautiously. She wanted to leave, but she had to thank him too. Standing up carefully, she walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder.
He whirled around and started to punch her.
" Ah!!" Noelle fell flat on her butt and crawled backwards away from him.
He froze his fist in the air and realized she was not an enemy. He put his fist down and dusted himself off. Then he leaned over and took the money that had been left unattended due to the rumbled that just took place.
When he started to give it to Noelle, she put her hands up for a blow that never came. He rolled his eyes and tossed the money at her. Then he went for his bag that was dropped in the midst of the scrap.
" Daijobu ka?" He didn't even look at her when he said that.
Noelle didn't know what he said to her. She didn't understand it at all; so she just looked at him confused.
This seemed to aggravate him and he growled. She could see he was angry and backed away from him.
" Daijobu ka?!" He asked again.
" I'm sorry sir! I don't understand." She hoped he could understand that and he wouldn't beat her to a pulp too.
He sighed and looked to the ground. Then he looked up at her.
" You, American?" He pointed to her.
" Uh, yeah. I'm an American." She started to stand up now; feeling that he wouldn't hurt her now.
" No Japanese?" He asked again.
" Uh uh. Only English. Um, thanks for saving me!" She said quickly.
He grunted and started to walk away. Noelle started to go her own way too, but she looked down at the fallen males while gathering her things that fell. They were really beaten within an inch of their lives. She quickly got her things and ran after the highly muscular man.
" Hey! Hey sir!" She ran after him waving her hands.
No body else knew what she was saying, so he was the only one that turned around. She finally caught up to him one block later. He turned and saw her coming. She stopped in front of him and leaned over to catch her breath.
"I don't mean to be a pest, but how did you do that?" She finally could form coherent sentences.
" Training." He shrugged and walked on.
" Wait!!" Noelle's hand shot out and grabbed his arm. He turned around and gave a cold glare that made her snatch her hand away and back away a little.
" What is it American?!!" He was mad now. She hoped he wouldn't kill her. He looked like he'd beaten more than a few people he considered pests before.
" Uh, can you teach me to fight like that?" She suddenly found the ground to be so interesting.
At this the unknown man began to laugh uncontrollably and almost fell over. Noelle didn't know what was so funny. She just asked if he could teach her to fight. If he couldn't he could just say so instead of laughing.
She waited until he stopped laughing and wiped the tears from his eyes.
" Go away American girl. You would not last in my training." He started to walk away again.
Noelle boiled. He was another one of those males that thought she was a stupid little American girl with no class or ability to do anything. She scowled at his retreating back and walk after him.
She knew she needed to be able to defend herself. That last little episode in the alley was proof that she needed to be able to fend for herself. And if she could fight like that guy, she'd just show everyone that she wasn't just a stupid American girl.
" Wait a minute!!" She chased after him again. This time when she grabbed his arm, she didn't back down from his glare, she hung onto his arm with determination in her eyes.
" I want to learn to fight like you. I know you can teach me."
" You know nothing American. Now let go of my arm or I will break it off." He glared harder at her.
" No. Not until you teach me to fight! I'll pay you, I'll cook and clean, whatever!" She was desperate.
" I said no." He yanked his arm away; causing Noelle to fall down on the ground. When she looked up to try again, he was flying away. Noelle watched with wide eyes. He was actually flying. Oh, she had to caught up to him and get him to train her.
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Vegeta flew away from Cherry City and towards West City. That American wanted him to teach her how to fight?! Hah! She wouldn't make it one day! He'd run her ragged and she wouldn't want to be around him. Besides, he didn't have time to train someone when he was training himself.
He looked down to see how far away he was from West City and saw something that almost made him lose his concentration on flying and almost fall.
The American girl was following him home.
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Noelle ran down the dirt road towards West City. She wasn't going to let that man get away. He could teach her how to fly and fight like that and she wanted to learn. If he didn't think she could handle it, she'd have to change his mind.
" I'm not going to let you get away that easily. You're going to teach me to fight or I'll die trying!"
" Go home American!!"
Noelle looked up at the voice and saw that the man was talking to her. She scowled at him and continued to run after him.
" I will not!! Not until you agree to teach me how to fight!"
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Noelle had been running after this man for 3 hours. He tried to lose her in the forest. He tried to lose her near a waterfall, but Noelle climbed down it. He tried to lose her near the river, but she remained on his tail.
She was getting quite tired, but refused to give up. Noelle made herself promise not to let him get away, and she meant it.
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" Go home American!!"
Vegeta couldn't believe the American had followed him for 3 hours straight. He had to admit, she had guts. She had real guts to follow him for so long without resting. Someone else would have given up and gone home already. Maybe there wouldn't such a waste to this girl.
He hovered in the air and as he tried one more time. Noelle had to yet to answer because she was on the ground on her hands and knees panting and sweating heavily.
" Not....On...Your....Life."
Vegeta rolled his eyes and landed in front of her. She tried to stand, but she was entirely too exhausted.
" What is your name American?" He asked.
" No...Noelle. Who are you?" She panted.
" You can call me Vegeta-sama. It seems you really are serious about me training you. Fine. But if you get in my way I won't hesitate to beat you into oblivion!"
" I understand." She panted.
Vegeta looked at her; sizing her up. She would take some time to train. But he knew he could do it. He grunted and turned to walk away.
" Come one gaijin!! You've got a lot of work ahead of you!!"
Warning: Racism, bigotry, nothing too serious though.
It was her first day.
Her first day in a new school.
Her first day in a new school in another country.
Her first day in a new school in Japan.
Noelle Pierce walked down the hallway of her new school with her head down. She felt so out of place here. It was her first time out of the country in her life. She'd never even been out of the state she was born in.
She was black in a predominantly Asian school. There were some Asian Americans scattered about, but she seemed to be the only black girl in the country. No one had talked to her, and those who had didn't speak in English. The only words she could remember were:
Kuroi
Yaro
And baka.
She did not know what those words meant. Her anime vocabulary didn't go that far. She only knew simply thing like greetings and departures. And she was hearing more complicated stuff all the time.
She suddenly wished she hadn't joined that exchange program. She didn't know they were going to segregate her and leave her out. They could at least say hello or something.
As she passed some girls, she could hear them giggling and saying things in a language that she didn't understand. She blushed and hurried on to class.
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It was bad enough they wouldn't talk to her and talked about her, but now this was just rude.
They were supposed to be doing a class project for their arts class. She didn't know what to do and when she asked the teacher, he treated her like she was such a burden. He explained everything like she was an idiot. And once she understood everything, she was left alone to do it. Everyone else paired off and no one wanted to help her at all.
She got it halfway done and turned it in, and when she did, her teacher complained that she wasted too much time and gave her a D-. She took the grade silently and moved on.
It wasn't fair, but there was nothing she could do.
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By the time she got out, Noelle was certain of one thing:
The whole town of Cherry hated her.
She walked towards her exchange home. It was only a little ways from there. She hoped. Her exchange brothers and sisters had neglected to pick her up as they went to the arcade. She loved video games and was quite good at video game logic.
But she was not invited. Thus she was to wander her own way home.
As she tried to remember exactly which way she came to school, Noelle stopped in an alley. She had been walking for about an hour and she was so tired. The building she was leaning on had to be a restaurant from the smell of grease in the air.
" Give money American."
" Uh?"
Noelle turned at the voice. Someone was speaking in broken English. It was a few guys. All of them had either black or brown hair and they were dressed in blue and green uniforms. They looked like they could break her in half.
" Give money American."
" 'Give money American'?" She repeated," Hey!! You're trying to rob me- mmph!!"
She was grabbed and pulled into the alley. This really scared her. Noelle began to thrash and buck; trying to get away. But the 2 out of 5 boys that grabbed her were too strong and were holding her in a painful position. The big one, assumed to be the leader, he was going through her purse.
Noelle got angry at the fact they thought she was an easy target and started swinging. She hit one in the face and hit the other in the crotch. They both let go and stumbled back painfully. Now that she was free, she went to get her purse, but the other 2 guys grabbed her before she could reach the leader. And once the initial shock of pain was over, the previous 2 males joined in.
" Let go of me!! Get off me!! Somebody help!!!"
The leader laughed and approached with a handful of money; albeit from her purse. He waved it tauntingly in her face; just out of her reach.
" My property American. Not yours." He yanked the money away and put it in his pocket.
Before Noelle could launch into another fit of screaming and thrashing, a black flash darted all around the alley. Grunts of pain and cries of agony accompanied the sounds of hits from all over. Noelle couldn't figure out for the life of her what was going on.
Then just as quickly as the blur appeared, it disappeared. In its place was a man. A man taller than her. His hair was short cut but still stood up on its own in a flame manner. He wore a black pair of leather pants, black leather gloves, a red muscle shirt, black leather sleeveless jacket, and gold-colored metal tipped boots.
He had a smirk on his face and was dusting his hands off arrogantly. Noelle realized that all the males were unconscious on the ground. Some were bleeding and others were bruised. She became conscious of the fact that she was free and on the ground.
" Wow. That guy must'of beaten all them up. But how? How is possible to move that fast?" She thought aloud. She couldn't even fully see the man move and he had beaten all the guys up without even breaking a sweat or breathing hard at all.
She reached for her purse and put it on her shoulder cautiously. She wanted to leave, but she had to thank him too. Standing up carefully, she walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder.
He whirled around and started to punch her.
" Ah!!" Noelle fell flat on her butt and crawled backwards away from him.
He froze his fist in the air and realized she was not an enemy. He put his fist down and dusted himself off. Then he leaned over and took the money that had been left unattended due to the rumbled that just took place.
When he started to give it to Noelle, she put her hands up for a blow that never came. He rolled his eyes and tossed the money at her. Then he went for his bag that was dropped in the midst of the scrap.
" Daijobu ka?" He didn't even look at her when he said that.
Noelle didn't know what he said to her. She didn't understand it at all; so she just looked at him confused.
This seemed to aggravate him and he growled. She could see he was angry and backed away from him.
" Daijobu ka?!" He asked again.
" I'm sorry sir! I don't understand." She hoped he could understand that and he wouldn't beat her to a pulp too.
He sighed and looked to the ground. Then he looked up at her.
" You, American?" He pointed to her.
" Uh, yeah. I'm an American." She started to stand up now; feeling that he wouldn't hurt her now.
" No Japanese?" He asked again.
" Uh uh. Only English. Um, thanks for saving me!" She said quickly.
He grunted and started to walk away. Noelle started to go her own way too, but she looked down at the fallen males while gathering her things that fell. They were really beaten within an inch of their lives. She quickly got her things and ran after the highly muscular man.
" Hey! Hey sir!" She ran after him waving her hands.
No body else knew what she was saying, so he was the only one that turned around. She finally caught up to him one block later. He turned and saw her coming. She stopped in front of him and leaned over to catch her breath.
"I don't mean to be a pest, but how did you do that?" She finally could form coherent sentences.
" Training." He shrugged and walked on.
" Wait!!" Noelle's hand shot out and grabbed his arm. He turned around and gave a cold glare that made her snatch her hand away and back away a little.
" What is it American?!!" He was mad now. She hoped he wouldn't kill her. He looked like he'd beaten more than a few people he considered pests before.
" Uh, can you teach me to fight like that?" She suddenly found the ground to be so interesting.
At this the unknown man began to laugh uncontrollably and almost fell over. Noelle didn't know what was so funny. She just asked if he could teach her to fight. If he couldn't he could just say so instead of laughing.
She waited until he stopped laughing and wiped the tears from his eyes.
" Go away American girl. You would not last in my training." He started to walk away again.
Noelle boiled. He was another one of those males that thought she was a stupid little American girl with no class or ability to do anything. She scowled at his retreating back and walk after him.
She knew she needed to be able to defend herself. That last little episode in the alley was proof that she needed to be able to fend for herself. And if she could fight like that guy, she'd just show everyone that she wasn't just a stupid American girl.
" Wait a minute!!" She chased after him again. This time when she grabbed his arm, she didn't back down from his glare, she hung onto his arm with determination in her eyes.
" I want to learn to fight like you. I know you can teach me."
" You know nothing American. Now let go of my arm or I will break it off." He glared harder at her.
" No. Not until you teach me to fight! I'll pay you, I'll cook and clean, whatever!" She was desperate.
" I said no." He yanked his arm away; causing Noelle to fall down on the ground. When she looked up to try again, he was flying away. Noelle watched with wide eyes. He was actually flying. Oh, she had to caught up to him and get him to train her.
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Vegeta flew away from Cherry City and towards West City. That American wanted him to teach her how to fight?! Hah! She wouldn't make it one day! He'd run her ragged and she wouldn't want to be around him. Besides, he didn't have time to train someone when he was training himself.
He looked down to see how far away he was from West City and saw something that almost made him lose his concentration on flying and almost fall.
The American girl was following him home.
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Noelle ran down the dirt road towards West City. She wasn't going to let that man get away. He could teach her how to fly and fight like that and she wanted to learn. If he didn't think she could handle it, she'd have to change his mind.
" I'm not going to let you get away that easily. You're going to teach me to fight or I'll die trying!"
" Go home American!!"
Noelle looked up at the voice and saw that the man was talking to her. She scowled at him and continued to run after him.
" I will not!! Not until you agree to teach me how to fight!"
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Noelle had been running after this man for 3 hours. He tried to lose her in the forest. He tried to lose her near a waterfall, but Noelle climbed down it. He tried to lose her near the river, but she remained on his tail.
She was getting quite tired, but refused to give up. Noelle made herself promise not to let him get away, and she meant it.
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" Go home American!!"
Vegeta couldn't believe the American had followed him for 3 hours straight. He had to admit, she had guts. She had real guts to follow him for so long without resting. Someone else would have given up and gone home already. Maybe there wouldn't such a waste to this girl.
He hovered in the air and as he tried one more time. Noelle had to yet to answer because she was on the ground on her hands and knees panting and sweating heavily.
" Not....On...Your....Life."
Vegeta rolled his eyes and landed in front of her. She tried to stand, but she was entirely too exhausted.
" What is your name American?" He asked.
" No...Noelle. Who are you?" She panted.
" You can call me Vegeta-sama. It seems you really are serious about me training you. Fine. But if you get in my way I won't hesitate to beat you into oblivion!"
" I understand." She panted.
Vegeta looked at her; sizing her up. She would take some time to train. But he knew he could do it. He grunted and turned to walk away.
" Come one gaijin!! You've got a lot of work ahead of you!!"