Mr. Greene squawked in fear as Vegeta picked him up by the throat. "You bastard…" Vegeta hissed and then slammed Mr. Greene into the wall. By into, I mean into. Mr. Greene had created a three-inch deep hole in the wall. I watched with amusement as Mr. Greene wet his pants.
"Shit… that's impressive…" I heard a mutter from one of my classmates. Heh, that's nothing compared to how he fights in a spar… I thought to them. Others called out things like "Cute ass there on the guy who's whooping Mr. Greene's!" and "Kill him!" and "Damn, I wish I could do that!" and "Beat him down!" Needless to say, Mr. Greene wasn't a very popular teacher.
I heard Kakarot yelp and then rub his posterior. I surmised one of my classmates had pinched it. I returned my attention to the Saiyan no Ouji.
"What will I do with you?" Vegeta hissed loudly at Mr. Greene who whimpered in fear, "Maybe I should rip off your fingers one by one and then your toes. Then slit your wrists and watch you bleed to death? Or how about…"
Suddenly, three girls who we called the Cheerleader Wannabes jumped up from their seats. They began chanting and doing a routine, "Vegeta, Vegeta! He's our man! If he can't kill him, no one can! Go Vegeta!" Vegeta sent them a glare and they sat down.
Vegeta kneed Mr. Greene in the crotch and then looked at his now wet knee in disgust. He growled in Mr. Greene's face, "I should kill you, you pathetic baka, but I do not wish to soil my hands with your blood." He released his grip on Mr. Greene's throat and the teacher went crashing to the ground. Mr. Greene gurgled and rubbed his throat where a dark, livid bruise was already beginning to form.
The class cheered ecstatically. I grinned and said loudly, "Eh. I'm glad you all enjoyed the entertainment but we got to fly! See you tomorrow!" Bana and I pushed Kakarot and Vegeta toward the door and Piccolo followed us with a more dignified air. I noticed someone was missing and I turned around. I saw Mike on his knees, picking up all the little pieces of the busted transport device. The almost intact device was in his pocket. "Mike! Come on!" he stood and hurried out after us.
"Why did you pick up the pieces?" Kakarot asked him as we hurried down the hallway toward the exit.
"Because I think…" Mike's answer was cut off by my shout.
"Damn! Mike, we can't leave!" I smashed in a nearby locker.
"Whoa… Bouke learn to control your anger. Remember: Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, and hates leads to the Dark Side." Mike said in a Yoda-like voice.
"I'm not afraid, you baka." I muttered.
"Yes, you are! You are afraid that they will leave the school and will kill people."
"Shut up…"
"But fear not, my dear friend! I have," he reached into a pocket and pulled out a small circular tablet, "your Deliverance!"
"I could kiss you, Mike!" I called out and grabbed the pill.
"Now, whatever you do, don't swallow it!" Mike said with a little smile.
"Hentai…" I muttered and stomped towards the nurse's office. Before I entered the office though, I put the tablet on my tongue and began the countdown. It immediately began to dissolve and I grimaced at the nasty taste. I walked shakily into the office. "Nurse Perini?"
"Yes?" the nurse looked up from her desk.
"I don't feel so well…" she looked at me with a worried expression. 8… 9… 10! I felt the bile rise in my throat and I spewed my breakfast all over her floor.
"Oh dear…" she said quietly and rushed around the throw up and over to my side. She eased me into a chair. "Let me call your parents so they can come pick you up."
"No need," I said in a weak, sickly voice, "My uncles came to school with me. They can take me home." Mike staggered in at that moment.
"Nurse…" he lost his cookies on her floor also.
"Well, I have quite a collection here," Nurse Perini said with a small chuckle. She helped Mike into his chair. When she turned her back to walk outside to talk to my uncles, Mike shot me a wink. I returned it. Deliverance! It works every time!
We heard Bana complain she hadn't been feeling too good either. Then she explained that she and Mike were spend the night at my place so there was no need for Nurse Perini to call their parents. The nurse then told Vegeta and Kakarot that we all needed plenty of sleep and rest. Mike and I took that as our cue to stagger out of the office, pale and sick looking.
"Come on," Kakarot put a supportive arm around my shoulders, "We'll take you home now." I shuddered slightly. Kakarot's arm was around me? I felt nauseous. This is just nasty! I hissed to myself.
"Wait! I have something to say to the girls," Nurse Perini ushered us closer to her. We leaned in to hear her better as she whispered, "Remember girls: abstinence is good, but if you must, use protection." She gave us a few small, square packages. I gingerly slipped them into my pocket. Oh Kami… she just gave us… ew… with Mike? Bleh, there's a nasty mental picture for you… Bana and I looked at each other and I could see she was thinking the same thing. We hurriedly said good-bye to the nurse and walked down the hallway toward the exit of the school.
As soon as we were out of eyesight of the nurse, I got Kakarot's arm off me fast. "Don't touch me again, okay?" I said.
"Okay," Kakarot scratched the back of his head, "But why not?"
"Because… well… just don't." I couldn't think of a really good reason other then my heart was set on Vegeta so I finished the statement lamely. He shrugged and we continued on toward the cars. We stopped before getting in.
Mike checked his watch, "We've got an hour to kill before the chibis get their lunch break. What are we going to do?"
"How about pizza?" Kakarot suggested.
"No. We are going to eat in an hour! You don't need food now!" Bana hissed at him.
"But I'm hungry!" Kakarot complained.
"You can have a snack sometime before lunch," Mike gave in.
I had a sudden inspiration, "How about the Arcade?"
"I was just thinking that!" Mike said.
"Great minds think alike," I grinned.
"Good choice!" Bana nodded, "It has pizza and ice cream for Goku and games for the rest of us!" she glanced at Piccolo and then amended her statement, "most of the rest of us."
"All right! Bana, you take…" I started.
"I'll take Skittles and Kakarot! You can take Pickle and Mike!" she grinned evilly and, before I could complain, rushed Kakarot and Vegeta into her car. I growled as she drove off and then swore to myself that I'd get her back somehow.
I turned and saw that Piccolo and Mike had already climbed into the car. Piccolo was in the back and Mike was sitting up front. I climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition.
The Arcade was a ten-minute ride from the school and those ten minutes were spent in silence. I pulled into a parking space next to Bana's car and when I got out she grinned at me. "I'll get you back," I snarled and she just laughed.
"Come on, Bouke! Lighten up!" I snorted, "You're too uptight! This is an Arcade! Have fun!" I sighed and managed a small smile.
"I smell pepperoni pizza with double cheese! And chocolate ice cream!" Kakarot panted.
"If you drool Kakarot, I will kick you in the pills, and that would not make Chi-chi happy," I growled.
"Pills? What pills?" Kakarot looked confused.
"She will kick you where it will hurt you a great deal. Okay?" Mike simplified it.
"Ah, I see!" Kakarot nodded and the Saiyans and Piccolo followed Mike, Bana and I inside.
I pulled out my wallet and got twenty dollars exchanged for quarters at the counter. I gave each person, except Piccolo and Kakarot, five dollars worth. "Mike, Bana, show Vegeta the ropes," I said and then added as an afterthought, "And try to make sure he doesn't blast anything." They nodded and brought Vegeta over to a racing game.
"All right, Kakarot," I sighed as Kakarot stood in front of the ordering portion with a hungry gleam to his eye. Piccolo had found an unobtrusive corner to meditate in, "What types of pizzas do you want?"
After Kakarot had finished his pizzas and Vegeta had ripped the control stick off one of the games, we quickly, but nonchalantly, left. Once again, Bana got Vegeta and Kakarot into her car before I could protest. With a sigh, I ushered Piccolo and Mike into my car and then we drove to Zar's school following Bana's.
The chibis were waiting outside with Krillin. "Hey reishi! Look, look! It's Krillin!" Zar yelled at me as we all scrambled out of the car.
"I know gutei. Now stop shouting, you're giving me a headache." I muttered and rubbed my head.
"Sorry," he said in a subdued voice and then he saw Piccolo, "IT'S PICCOLO-SAMA!" he ran over to Piccolo then dropped to his knees and grabbed Piccolo's ankle, "It's really you! Oh my Kami! I've dreamed of meeting you and here you are!"
"Zar!" I grabbed my little brother by the back of the shirt and tried to pull him back, "Calm down!"
"Get off me!" Piccolo growled and shook his leg but Zar held on like a leech.
"I thought that the brat worshipped me…" I heard Vegeta mutter.
"He worships both you and Piccolo equally." I explained.
"Why didn't he act like that when I first arrived?"
"One, he knows you wouldn't blasted him to hell. Two, I was there."
"Why would that stop him?"
"Eh… because he knew that I wouldn't like it if he acted in such an unbecoming way… and… yeah," I stopped talking because I knew I was messing it up more. I turned my attention back to where Goten and Trunks were trying to peel my brother off Piccolo's leg, "Zar!" my brother looked at me, "Do the words 'little wooden box' mean anything to you?"
"It means a lot, actually!" Zar let go of the Namek's leg and jumped up, brushing his clothes off, "So, where are we eating?"
"Well, I was thinking Sub…" I wasn't able to finish my sentence.
"No. Way." Vegeta said dangerously.
"How about McDonalds!" Zar suggested.
"Yeah! McDonalds! I'm craving ketchup and fries!" Mike agreed.
"Sounds good to me." Bana shrugged.
"McDonalds it is then." I sighed and then glared at Bana, "Veggie burger, Carrot Brain and their brats are coming with me!"
"Okay! Come on Pickle, Chrome Dome, and the two bakas! We're going to eat!" Bana said cheerfully. We piled into the different cars and sped off toward our destination. I grinned evilly at the thought of the torture that the people at the fast food joint were about to receive.
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Jeril: Well, I'm glad you all forgave me. Also, I tried to make this chap longer springwarrior! I really did! Oh my Kami! SSJSkaterTrunks reviewed my story!!! *runs around screaming* I must be dreaming!
Kakarot: She's gone mad!
Jeril: *calms down* Ahem! Kitten! Congrats on being my 125th reviewer! For your prize, you will get what you wished for. *grins evilly* Just wait till the next chap or maybe the one after that. Now Vegeta, do the disclaimer!
Vegeta: I will do no such thing! It is unbefitting a Saiyan no Ouji and besides, I will not take orders from a weak human such as yourself!
Jeril: *holds up a teddy bear with a Saiyan armor outfit on* Do it or I will rip Shnookums arms off and then set his head on fire! Then I will give him to my new puppy to chew on!
Vegeta: *in one breath* Jerildoesn'townYodaorMcdonalds! *gasps* There! Are you happy? NOW GIVE ME SHNOOKUMS-SAMA! *grabs Shnookums from Jeril and pets his head while whispering comforting words in his ear*
Kakarot: Shnookums? *bursts out laughing*
Vegeta: Don't laugh at Shnookums-sama! *growls threateningly at Kakarot who just keeps on laughing. Vegeta mutters* No respect, I get no respect… huh, Shnookums-sama?
