"Hey," Mia put her hand on Lavender's shoulder. "You'll be alright."
"...." Lavender took one last look at the school, and nodded. "Yeah. You're right." she looked at Mia. "Let's go in."
~~~
The class could be heard from a few doors down the long corridor. Mia and Lavender walked along, not bothered by the noise. It always sounded like this.
They came to the classroom door. They could even heard a few conversations from here. All usual stuff. Mia opened the door. They stepped inside. A few heads turned to see who'd entered. And when they saw who it was, they alerted their friends. In just a few seconds, the roar of voices fell to silence. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Lavender's face burned when she saw everybody's eyes on her. That wasn't the worst part, though. The worst part was the silence. It was so out of character. And it was all because of her. Everyone knew what had happened.
Mia took Lavender's arm, and urged her to ignore the eyes. The two of them walked over to their seats, and sat down as if nothing had happened. Mia looked at the girl in the seat behind her. Sandra. She started talking casually to her to break the silence. This made a few other mouths work, and pretty soon they were all talking again. Some gave Lavender the occasional glance, but that was all. Lavender breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mia. "Thanks." she said. Mia smiled back. Sandra spoke to Lavender, getting her involved in the conversation. Lavender started talking to them, glad that things were at least normal in school.
The door opened again. Lavender turned her head to see who it was. Trunks Briefs.
"Look who's here." Mia smirked, eyeing Lavender.
"Big deal." Lavender mumbled.
"Come on, I know he IS a big deal to you." Mia replied. "Who don't you just say hi to him?"
"Just "hi" ? Wow, that's cool." Lavender said.
"Well it's better than just sitting and waiting. He's not gonna notice you unless you make him."
"I know..."
Mia sighed.
"Fine. Be cool about it."
"Hey, wait, he's looking this way." Sandra said.
The three girls looked at him. Trunks noticed them. He saw Lavender, and seemed to pause.
"Maybe he'll say something about..." Mia mumbled. Lavender looked away.
"Why else would he notice me?" she thought silently to herself.
Trunks seemed a little nervous. Should he go over? It wasn't like they were friends or anything.
"Well, decide on something! They're looking at you!"
Trunks decided to go over.
"Er..." he didn't know what to say when he saw them. Trunks looked at Lavender, who stared back.
"Hey... sorry to hear about your mom..." Trunks said.
"Yeah...." Lavender looked at the ground. "... Thanks, Trunks."
"She was your only parent, right?"
"Yeah. I never knew my dad." Lavender told him.
"I didn't think so." Trunks looked at her. Who was her father, anyway? Nobody seemed to know. Maybe he should ask. Well, what harm could it do?
"Um... who was he, anyway?"
"My dad...?" Lavender thought. "He name was... oh yeah, that's right. He was called -"
"Alright, class!" Miss Field clapped her hands to silence them as she entered the room.
"Trunks, sit down."
"Yes miss." Trunks mumbled, walking over to his seat. Lavender watched him leave her. She sighed.
~~~
"Hey, we're having a substitute teacher in math today, aren't we?" Mia asked as she and Lavender headed for their next class.
"Oh yeah..." Lavender mumbled. "That's right. But sir didn't say who we'd have."
They entered the room. The teacher wasn't there yet, so as more students came in the noise level grew.
"Trunks really surprised me this morning when he came over." Mia said.
"Yeah, he surprised me too. We've never even talked before..." Lavender replied. It was after one o' clock now. Trunks wasn't in her math class, and she hadn't spoken to him since registration.
The door opened. In walked a man nobody in the room recognized.
"Must be a new teacher." Mia stated.
"Good afternoon, class." the man greeted them. He was clearly trying to be friendly, but his voice still sounded cold to Lavender. Mia picked up on this, too.
"He's creepy." she whispered. Lavender nodded in agreement.
"My name is Mr. Ner," the man went on to introduce himself. He smirked. "As in sinner."
This was meant to be a joke, but no - one laughed. Well, so much for making up a surname. He should've just said his first and only name.
"Now... let me see who's here..." Mr. Ner muttered to himself, picking up the register.
He started to tick off the name of each student as they answered him.
"Sandra Green."
"Here."
"Jo Peters."
"Here."
"Mia Chestnut."
"Here sir." Mia replied.
"Lav -" Mr. Ner stopped when he saw what was written on the register. "Lavender Kinoba..." he read out with a small, creepy smile.
"Here..." Lavender said quietly, kinda freaked out by his attitude.
"Zech Kain?"
"Here."
Mr. Ner read out the rest of the register, and then read the piece of paper the class' math teacher had left for him.
"Right... page eighty seven, questions one to thirty. Algebra. Do you all understand that?"
"Yes sir..." a few voices answered.
"Good. Then carry on in silence." Mr. Ner ordered. With that, he sat down.
While the class took their books out and got on with their work, he pulled something out of his coat pocket. Lavender raised her head from her work, and looked at the thing in his hand. A photo? Mr. Ner stared at it. Lavender could just about see what it was a photo of. She gasped silently. That was the photo of her and her mother that had been taken from the mantlepiece! How did he get that?!
Mr. Ner turned his head towards her, and she instantly lowered her head to continue working. She hoped he hadn't seen her. But, he had. He smirked, and looked back at the girl in the photo. He then looked back at Lavender, who could feel his eyes on her. She became tense.
"Go away... please.... stop looking at me, you creep!"
Mr. Ner smiled, another cold smile. Yes. She was the girl in the photo. Frieza's child. But she seemed so innocent. Maybe Mizu hadn't told her... or maybe she really wasn't "it".
He closed his eyes, and tried to sense her. Yes. The power to become that creature was definitely there. She was what he thought she was. But she was weak now. She didn't have the power to become it. But Mr. Ner knew she'd have the power to transform. And if she transformed, she'd become it. He couldn't let that happen.
"Miss Kinoba." he said. Lavender gasped, and raised her head. Mr. Ner smirked.
"Don't look so worried, I won't hurt you."
"..... Yes sir?" Lavender asked.
"I want to see you after school."
"But why?" Lavender protested. To make it look like a real detention, Mr Ner said:
"I think you know why."
"But I -"
"Thank you."
Lavender looked around. A few people with surprised expressions on their faces were looking at her, wondering what she'd done. Lavender gave them innocent looks, wondering the same thing as them.
"Get on with you work, Kinoba." Mr. Ner ordered, seeing her turning around. He looked at the rest of the class.
"That goes for all of you, too."
The students got back to their work.
~~~
Lavender watched as Mr. Ner waved off the last of the class. Too bad this lesson was at the end of the day. If not, she wouldn't have turned up for this detention. It wasn't that she skipped them, though. She hardly got into them, but she turned up when she had to - and when there was a reason.
Mr. Ner closed the door, and turned around to look at her.
"By the way, Mr. Ner was just a name I made up. My real name is Mokoto." he said. Mokoto? Lavender didn't recognize it.
"Why am I in this detention, sir?" she asked.
"To pay for a crime your parents committed." Mokoto told her.
"How do you know my parents?" Lavender demanded. "And how did you get that picture? I saw you with it in class!"
"I know you did." Mokoto said.
He pulled the picture out of his pocket, and handed it to her.
"You can have it back now if you like. It's served its purpose." he offered.
"Purpose?" Lavender took the picture and put it away. "WHAT are you talking about?"
"I needed it to track you down."
"What do you want me for?" Lavender asked.
"That doesn't matter. Your mother clearly never told you." Mokoto told her.
"Told me what?!" Lavender stood up, impatient. "You're not making any sense!"
"Really? Well, coming from someone who doesn't even know about her own birth, that's quite a thing to say." Mokoto smirked.
"Tell me about my birth." Lavender ordered.
"I really don't have the time. Let's make this quick, shall we?" Mokoto walked towards her.
Lavender got out from behind her desk.
"W - What?" she became a little afraid of him. She backed away as he made his way towards her.
"Mokoto... what are you doing?"
"Something I've been waiting fifteen years to do." Mokoto hissed. "Your mother tried to protect you. Too bad she was weaker than I."
"No..." Lavender stopped, and shook her head. "It can't be..." she glared at him. "It was you! You were the one that killed her!!"
"Guilty as charged." Mokoto said. He laughed.
"You - you BASTARD!!" Lavender swung her fist at him.
"Ah - ah - ah." Mokoto caught her fist centimeters away from his face. "I'll be doing the fighting if you don't mind." he squeezed her fist. "It's time for you to join your mother.... or father."
"How do you know him?! And what do you mean "mother or father"?! What did my dad do?!"
Mokoto sighed.
"Lavender... poor, innocent Lavender... she's told you nothing, has she? She hasn't even mentioned me. Did she even talk about your father?"
"I never asked..." Lavender looked at him. "So are you going to explain what you're talking about? How do you know my parents?"
"Ask them yourself." Mokoto said. He punched her in the stomach. Lavender cried out, and fell to the floor, gasping for breath.
"Y - You..."
"You'll never kill me." Mokoto snarled.
"What?!" Lavender dodged a second attack, and got onto her feet.
"I don't want to kill you!" she protested.
"I won't take the risk!" Mokoto launched another attack, which Lavender blocked. Mokoto smirked.
"I see she's been training you."
He put his hand inside his coat.
"Good thing I carry this around then, isn't it?" he pulled a knife out. Lavender gasped.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Believe me, I'm not as messed up as you." Mokoto swung the knife at her. Lavender jumped out of the way, onto a desk. She gulped. She'd never attacked anyone before, but she knew she had to. Okay, time to put all that training into practice. Lavender cast a spell, setting him ablaze.
"Aw, shit!" Mokoto cried angrily. He pulled off his coat and threw it across the room, not caring where it landed. It landed on a (wooden) desk, and set that ablaze, too. He didn't care. He swung the knife at Lavender again, who jumped off the desk.
"The room's on fire!" she protested.
"I don't give a fuck!"
"You're insane!" Lavender cast another spell, and froze the flames.
She grabbed Mokoto's arm as he was about to stab her. Mokoto kicked her. Lavender ignored the pain, and threw a punch. He blocked it.
"Yeah?" Mokoto snarled as he picked up a chair. Lavender cast a spell when he threw it. It froze and hovered in the air. Mokoto ran towards her, and Lavender released the chair, causing it to land on him.
"Whoa!"
Lavender smirked, and ran for the door. She tried to open it, and realized Mokoto had locked it. dead end. She turned around, and gasped. Mokoto gave her a cold, evil smirk as he advanced towards her. Lavender knew she was doomed. She backed up against the door, eyes wide with fright.
"Get away..." she said in a weak voice. Then, she glared at him.
"Get away!!" she shouted, and started to kick at him. Mokoto just laughed. He stabbed the knife into one of her legs. Lavender screamed in pain. Mokoto pulled the knife out and watched as she fell to the floor, clutching her bleeding leg.
Mokoto towered over her. Lavender looked up at him. He stood, smirking down at her. The knife was in his hand, ready to be pushed right into her. Lavender closed her eyes and screamed as Mokoto raised the knife above his head. He swung the knife down - and froze before it touched her. The sound of smashed glass had distracted him.
"Hey!"
"Huh?" Mokoto turned around to look towards the window. A teenage boy stood there, a rock at his feet.
"What the hell are you doing?!" he demanded.
"Who are you?!" Mokoto growled.
"Answer my question." the teen ordered. Lavender recognized that voice. She looked out from behind Mokoto. Trunks!
"Hmm..." Mokoto stepped away from Lavender, and walked towards Trunks. He stopped a foot away from him, and wiped the blood off his knife.
"Are you a hero?" he challenged.
"What do you want with her?" Trunks showed no signs of fear. Lavender watched him in amazement. He just stood there. A cold, serious expression on his face.
"Can you kill me?" Mokoto swung the knife at him. Trunks moved so fast it looked like he'd just vanished.
"What the - ?!" Mokoto turned around and swung the knife. Excepting him to be surprised, Trunks was caught by the knife.
Lavender gasped and covered her mouth when she saw the blood spilling from his cheekbone. Trunks, however, didn't seem to care much. Mokoto read his power level, and was amazed at how strong a boy of his age was. He powered up to become stronger than Trunks. He threw his fist at Trunks, followed by a ki blast. Trunks blocked them both, and launched a series of his own ki attacks. Mokoto blocked them all easily. Trunks saw this, and decided to power up.
Lavender stared in disbelief as Trunks' hair turned a magnificent golden colour, and his power level increased.
"What the hell?!" Mokoto had never seen anything like it. But that didn't but him off. He continued to attack. Lavender watched as they fought more, but Trunks was stronger now. Mokoto powered up some more, matching Trunks' strength. He launched a series of punches and kicks. Trunks dodged all but one, which knocked him backwards. He put out his foot to keep his balance, but he looked dazed. Mokoto launched another attack.
"No!" Lavender cried angrily. She attacked him, knocking him to the floor. Trunks shook his head, snapping out of his daze.
"Thanks." he said to her.
"Argh!"
"Look out!" Trunks pushed Lavender aside before Mokoto could slash her. He just about dodged the knife himself. Trunks threw one final blast at Mokoto, and Mokoto gave up. He crouched down, breathing heaving and bleeding. He raised his head, and glared at them.
"Next time. I promise." with that, he ran for the smashed window, and climbed through.
Lavender fell to the ground, unable to stand any longer. She gritted her teeth as the pain of her injury thrived.
"Are you alright?" Trunks asked.
"Huh - oh!" Lavender tried to stand, but it hurt. She just looked at him, and smiled. "Thanks to you I am. You saved my life."
"He wasn't that tough." Trunks shrugged.
"You still saved me."
"Yeah..." Trunks mumbled. Trunks powered down to his normal form.
"Hey, what was that thing?" Lavender asked.
"What, super saiyan? It's a transformation. It makes you stronger." Trunks explained.
"Can you teach me how to do that?"
"Sorry. Saiyans only."
"Oh..."
Trunks wiped the blood from his cheek.
"Oh, you're hurt!" Lavender gasped.
"It's just a scratch."
"It doesn't look like a scratch." Lavender argued, getting up. "You have to go to the school nu - ow..." she sat back down. Trunks smirked.
"Looks like you need the nurse more than I do." he said.
"I guess so..." Lavender smiled.
"I'll carry you." Trunks bent down to pick her up.
"What?! Carry me?!"
"Well you can hardly walk there by yourself." Trunks picked her up.
"But - but -"
"Relax." Trunks made his way towards the door. "Oh right. It's locked." he kicked it down. "There we go ^_^"
"You can't do that!" Lavender protested.
"I just did." Trunks answered back with a smirk. "Besides," he said, walking down the corridor. "We can blame it on that guy. Who was he, anyway?"
"Believe me, I have absolutely no idea."
"He seemed kinda crazy to me." Trunks said.
"He IS kinda crazy. He keeps talking about my parents." Lavender replied.
"Why?"
"He won't tell me. he says something happened when I was born. But he won't tell me that, either."
"Well, he's obviously a weirdo. Don't pay any attention to him."
"I won't, I promise."
~
*sorry this chapter's so long, it wasn't meant to be. And I also apologise if I got Trunks' personality wrong