Queenzy: Ok guys.... We got a winner!

Marco: Yeah there weren't enough applications so we went with a # out of a hat, sorry to all that tried.

Darius: Of course we had to take out Jade's which we found after all.

Jade: Oh come on please! I'll be your slave Queenzy I promise!

Queenzy: You already are! Anyway, every applicant becomes a member of the W.W.T.L.O.V.T.V club and can be mentioned at anytime.

Lava: Shouldn't we tell them who won then? Or at least who the person will be in the story?

Queenzy: Sure thing, just want to say a lil' thanks to everyone who did their part... THANKS!!!

Darius: So the winner of the all time Vegeta fan dream is #5...

All: Tina Ayala! Hip Hip Hooray!

Queenzy: Boa you are the proud and all mighty president of the W.W.T.L.O.V.T.V club!

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or the character known as Boa or certain members of the club, yet everything else is MINE! *ENTER INSANE LAUGH HERE*

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Chapter 5: Parenting skill & French bulldogs

Bulma got up slowly, then quickly made her way to her dorm room. Students filled the halls, a particular group of girls walking just ahead of her caught her wondering attention as she walked behind them.

"So anyway I asked if anyone had seen Boa after the little mission and still no word." A short girl with brown hair said in a worried tone.

"Ok Akuma, like you really care what happens to the girl." Another girl said in a somewhat sarcastic tone.

"I do when I have the feeling she might have gotten to Vegeta after all." The girl now known as Akuma stated angrily. Then shrugged, "I know she said first come first serve but I really wanted a shot at him!"

"So did everyone else, dammit! It's all Yajirobe's fault, stupid jackass!" Yet another girl said as she shoved her hands inside her jacket pockets.

Bulma's eyebrow shot up, so these were some of the mystery club members. She tried to listen to their conversation a little more but they turned a corner and went through another door. 'Dammit!' she cursed in her head. 'Lava and Jade have to here about this!' Bulma's eyes suddenly twinkled at the thought of confronting the stupid vegetable and smooching it in his face again and again and ag... BAM! Bulma fell over and crashed to the ground, she gave out a small yelp and looked up to see the person she had just been thinking about, "YOU!"

"You look ridiculous wondering around like a stupid drugged woman, serves you right, stay on the ground like the worm you are." Vegeta laughed in his husky manner, standing over her as if he was God.

"You rotten vegetable! I swear you just materialize in front of people, don't you have anything better to do then play brick wall?!" Bulma growled as she got up and dusted herself off, she had been the only one in that part of the hall when she'd turned the corner. The only movement had been the wind fluttering a scrap piece of paper through the open window, so how the hell had he gotten close enough without her noticing?

Vegeta's smirk turned into a sneer as he watched her get up while dusting herself off, then peering down the hall as if confused. He had seen her through the window he had been planning to enter from after washing and getting dressed when he saw her grin and chuckle softly, he had had the biggest urge to wipe that grin right of her face. And he had, but the vegetable thing had destroyed his good humor. "Well light bulb head, I don't think you're in anyway to make names. I put up with Lava and Jade, but I won't stand for you trying to act Big and Bad despite your so-called name." He said while staring at her and tilting his head to the side, he liked the way she looked as she set her jaw as if to say something then thought better of it and settled to just glaring dangerously.

After several moments of them just glaring at each other, the bell rang. Vegeta cursed and walked way leaving Bulma to her own devices, of all the classes he hated, life skills was at the top of the list! He could survive in the most dire circumstances ever imaginable, yet these people thought knowing how to sew and pay taxes was enough to get by. For the bazillionth time he repeated the same phrase under his breath, "stupid weak humans."

Bulma was sprinting down the hall, trying to remember Darius's directions as best she could. "Stupid Vegetable, I'll get him!" She glanced at the numbers of the classroom and realized she had pasted her room by three doors. She skittered to a halt and made a U turn in the limited space, and just as the second bell rang she dived into the class!

From her place now on the floor she looked up to see the whole class looking at her with surprise, "Uh, made it?" She offered, and most began to smile or shack their heads.

"Nice of you to make such an entrance but if this is what we are to expect every class you might as well sign yourself into D.T and save me the trouble, do you understand?" A plump woman asked as she sat in her seat behind her desk, she looked very much like a bull dog with her beady eyes and large droopy cheeks. Bulma bowed her head and began to apologize when the teacher interrupted her, "I don't care much for what you have to say, just take a seat and be quiet."

Bulma sighed and stood up, she looked around and her heart gave a little flutter when she saw Lava near the far side of the class, and an empty seat! She scurried through the rows of desks and sat down in the desk, she turned to smile at Lava but Lava didn't even give her a glance. Bulma turned around puzzled at Lava's behavior and tried to figure out what the teacher was saying, for some reason Bulma couldn't understand her. Then all of a sudden it clicked and she felt herself sink into her chair, she hated French!

Vegeta sat at the back of the class trying not to look like he was interested in the new project the teacher had just assigned to the class, parenting skill? What a load of crap, he didn't plan on having any little brats of his own for a long time so why would he need to be taught about it? Didn't these humans at least run on instinct when it came to their offspring, if the child wouldn't survive you killed it and moved on, that was the only rule he liked. It was a rule he most loved and used for everything, get rid of the weak.

He tuned in for a moment to learn that they would be getting special dolls that act like real babies and shit. He was just about to dive back into his hateful thoughts, Jade who sat next to him would do what was needed anyway. Yet one phrase made his eyes widen and become aware of all the female stairs he was getting, "I will be pairing you up myself to see how you get along with other people for a change, you need to do this for a full two weeks starting from the minute you turn on your babies, now lets see..." He turned to Jade who grinned evilly and shrugged, he glared fiercely at her for enjoying this.

"Ok lets see, Serena, you go with Peter. Jade your paired with 17, Kitty, go with Matthew."

"But!" A sulky Kat turned to Vegeta and looked as though she would cry.

"It's not as bad as it sounds Kat, now, oh yes. Simone you go with Richard, Vegeta, I want you with..." She looked around at all the girls on the edge of their seats and wide eyed, one even praying softly to herself. She really didn't know who to put him with but, she glanced at Vegeta and saw his nervousness. "Maybe..." She began to play eny meny miny mo in her head, by this time most girls were shacking with anticipation! Everyone knew Vegeta usually picked Jade but now Jade was taken, anyone of them had a shot! All but the girls who were paired, Kat was softly crying now.

Vegeta gulped and looked around, he knew that whoever this teacher picked would be his rapist.

"OK I know," The teacher pointed to a girl in the middle and tried to remember her name, meanwhile the girl looked as though she would explode! "Boa is it?" Boa nodded slowly, not believing her luck, nor did all the other girls around her. They all gave her the dirtiest looks they could and Boa only smiled triumphantly.

Vegeta looked over at the girl and froze, it was that girl who had latched onto him in the party! The girl who had planned his kidnapping! The girl who lead the army of lovesick weirdoes! And he had to spend a whole two weeks in contact with her! He thought he felt faint.

"You! What is the list for present Avoir?" The teacher barked at a boy with red hair at the back of the room, he jumped but stood up and began saying it as best he could but when he made a mistake the teacher told him to clean the erasers. Then she pointed to a small brunette girl, "You! Finish where he left off." The girl stood and said it in a shaky voice.

Bulma winced every time she heard the teacher open her mouth; she was like some kind of drill sergeant; French drill sergeant with horns and a pitchfork! She chanced a peak at Lava who still paid her no mind and began playing with her pencil when suddenly, "YOU!" Bulma knew instantly who 'you' was directed at, she immediately sat up strait and looked at the teacher. "Go to the board and write the list for present Etre." Bulma gulped and stood up, yeah she knew French, she needed to know a lot of languages. But remembering verbs? She racked her brain as she tried to think and made her way the black board.

Bulma picked up the chalk and began to write. The teacher said nothing as she finished the first line, 'JE SUIS', she took a deep breath and jotted down the next one, 'TU ES' she wasn't sure if she should put another E but thought better on it and continued the third line. 'IL EST, ELLE EST' still no word from the teacher, Bulma wanted to look around and see her face but kept her eyes glued to the board and what she was writing. 'NOUS SOMMES', 'VOUS ETEZ'. Crap! What was the next line? Bulma closed her eyes and wrote whatever came to mind, when she reopened her eyes the writing was sloppy but it looked write. 'ILS ETONS, ELLES ETONS'. She finally turned around to see blank faces and the bulldog reading the board, she waited to the side for the response.

"Well, are you waiting for an invitation? Get back to your seat!" The teacher looked annoyed and when Bulma gratefully sat down she assigned the homework and barked that if it wasn't at least 1/3 done they would all get a D.T. No one groaned, no one sighed, no body did anything accept bend their heads and work on the multiple sheets of paper. Once Bulma had thought French bulldogs were ugly but still cute, well no more!

"Vegeta, what do you want to name her?" Boa asked as she held the now hers and Vegeta's baby.

"It is of no concern to me, get off my arm." Vegeta said in his monotone danger voice, yet Boa brushed it off and snuggled deeper into his arm. Yes she was aware of all the glares she received from her fellow club members and other females, but who gave a damn! Vegeta was the father of her child, if only for a week.

Vegeta was loosing feeling in his left arm, if only his father hadn't threatened banishment he would have destroyed the girl the second she came within his personal bubble. "Look girl, you will refrain from touching me, we will do this project and get it over with. You will let go now!"

Boa let go, she felt a little discouraged but she wasn't president of the W.W.T.L.O.V.T.V club for nothing! Yes, with Vegeta this close to her fingertips she would think of some way to get him in bed, by any means necessary so help her God!

Ring!!!

Vegeta quickly got up and left strait for his dorm room, ignoring the Boa girl's cries to meet her at lunch to decide how they would do the project.

Bulma was just about to stand up when the bell rang but no one else moved and she quickly dismissed the thought, the teacher walked up and down the rows of desks checking the first page of work of each student, when she came to Bulma's deck, Bulma could pick up the faint smell of wet dog coming off of her. When the last of the homework was checked, "Get out of my sight." And everyone quickly got up, gathered their things and did anything short of running out the door.

Bulma gave a sigh of relief when she was out in the hall, Lava came out a few seconds later and put her arm around her shoulders, "Told you that you were in my enriched classes."

"That was horrible! What's up her ass? I mean does she have a man or did something tragic just happen to her?" There was no way someone was that bitchy for no reason!

"Not that I know of. Anyway, why didn't you come to the room after first period?" Lava asked.

"First I saw three off those people who love Vegeta talking about changing rooms, and leaving someone behind. Then suddenly Vegeta pops up, almost as if he flew out through the window just to make me bang into him! After that I just ran to French class." She was going to leave it at that but then she remembered Yamcha and snapped her fingers, "Yamcha said that if he wanted he could have you in bed."

"WHAT!!!" Red fire appeared in Lava's eyes and Bulma thought stem could be seen coming out of her ears.

"Yeah, he said that to your B/F Darius." Bulma smiled at the thought of the druggies oncoming pain.

"ARGH!" Lava ran down the hall in a blind rage, but just before she stormed through a pair of doors she stopped, came back and asked.

"Do you need me to take you to the room? Or directions to your next class?" It was almost scary how nice Lava looked as she offered aid to Bulma.

"No it's ok I'll ask someone were the history room is, go have your fun." Bulma gave a thumbs up and winked.

"Oh I will girl, thank you." Lava turned on her heels around and ran back down the hall and slammed past the doors, breaking one off it's hinges allowing Bulma to witness the many teens jumping out of Lava's way as she stomped up the stairs.

"Go get um'!"Bulma tried to yell but it didn't seem as if Lava heard before she disapeared out of her vision. Bulma quickly turned around and walked the opposite way to her dorm room, smiling a million dollar smile. Ah it felt good knowing justice was being paid, now all she needed to do was get back at Vegeta for all the shit his royal crappiness was sending her way. When she got to her door she noticed a second mini crater was present in front of Vegeta and Goku's door, half a burned letter leaning against the wall. She picked it up and saw that it was a love letter for 'Veg', she grinned and threw the letter over her shoulder as she unlocked her door and flopped down onto her bed, the schedule said she had thirty minutes break to do what she wanted and she wanted to take a nap, and dream about the many ways to get back at Vegeta, unfortunately when she closed her eyes all she saw was that bulldog and she jumped. "AAAHHHH!!!"

Vegeta looked around, someone had screamed but he didn't know who it was. He opened his door and made his way to the cafeteria for a quick snack before he had to go to science, he made his way there. He knew Kakorate would be there with his share of food, maybe Jade and Lava as well. He smirked at the thought of tormenting that Bulma character again, he could vent his verbal range on her since he had to wait until after school to fight his Saiyan idiot. Soon it would be science, and if someone got a relatively hard question correctly, he would have his specimen. Then he could leave and get back to living a normal life.

_______________________________________________________________________________Queenzy: short yes, but its better then nothing right?

Lava: What about Jade.

Queenzy: she will be in the club don't worry, but I'm more concerned about getting all the members of the club mentioned and how Vegeta will get it on with Boa.

Darius: was chapter 4 my only shot in here?

Jade: oh shut up, this fic is so embarrassing!

Queenzy: You wanted to be in it, you wanted to be in the club, we are just helping you along ya' know!

Marco: Queenzy I demand to be in this fic! Come on please!

Queenzy: LALALALA I can't here you! Review while I put away my summer and write for you! some 1 order pizza and put Marco in another room!

Lava: I get to beat up Yamcha! Booya!