Hot For Teacher - Chapter 1 - The Broken Blood Chamber

A.N. - Thanks for the reviews, I plan on enjoying this fic a lot more than I did the BuraXMarron saga, lol. I am also planning on writing a big story, much more serious and relating to battles and the show, but that requires time, which I don't have much of, so it may take a LONG while. Between work and school and my home life..my schedual is hectic and pretty full.

Chapter 1 - Tardy

Pan slipped into class quickly and quietly. It was Friday of her first week, and things had gone well so far. Her teachers were fairly nice, except for her last teacher, Mr. Mugo, he was a pain in the ass. No one had shoved her in her locker or beat her up as she'd heard the stories go in Middle School. So in her eyes, things were great.

She hung out with Bra and her friends at lunch and in the morning before the first bell. She'd noticed one of Bra's friends in particular, Mixie for being quite a tramp. She watched her drool over Kitty, and the other guys around, as well as every other guy in the school.

Jareth, Tai and Kitty weren't interested in Mixie though. That made Pan smile a little, and she wasn't sure why. She felt a little uncomfortable with the way Kitty would follow her from class to class and hang over her. He scared away any potential "friends" she could have made. Of course, Pan wouldn't yet realize that he was doing this on purpose, to ensure she had no one to go to when she was no longer feeling his "friendly charm" in the group.

And she would never guess that it wasn't his idea, either. .

Jareth mostly ignored her, he didn't say much, but she caught him stealing glances at the innocent freshman. Tai was actually friendly under his appearance, and him and Pan got along decently.

Gohan grumbled as he watched the clock count down to the bell. He knew Bra was going to be a trouble maker in his class, and probably in all her classes. He didn't want to get her in trouble, but he couldn't handle any disrespect, especially considering. And furthermore, if she didn't get in trouble in his class, she was bound to in another class. It wasn't play time, it was a learning time. He sat and wondered with his long strong hands tangled in his silky raven hair, 'How did someone like her get into an honors class anyway? I signed up to teach these classes so I wouldn't have to deal with kids like her!' He cursed under his breath as the bell rang.

Another issue, if he did get her in trouble she would play innocent. She had Vegeta wrapped around her finger, and Vegeta had Bulma by his fist. Punishing her would be pointless, she was too spoiled. He felt a growing distaste for the teen in the pit of his stomach.

He held his head in his hands and rested his elbows on his desk. He heard steps, they couldn't be here already?! Whatever happened to being tardy and hanging out in the halls?? He opened one eye and a plaid skirt was in his view. He blinked for a minute, long thin and sexy white legs branched down from the skirt with a mass of grace. He could feel his blood rushing and demanded himself to look up and stop checking out his student...

"Bra?! You're um..early..." Gohan looked at her puzzled, and mentally beat the crap out of himself.

"Well, I wanted to be here early," She put a paper on his desk, "So I could get a front seat. I tend to slack off when I sit in the back, I want to be upfront so I can make good grades. Here's my homework, all done, and I checked my answers 3 times. I'm pretty sure they're all correct."

He sat and stared at her and the paper for a moment. This was a drastic change from the bouncy immature girl who disrespected him yesterday. It lightened the distaste in his stomach a little, and he considered standing up and helping her find a seat, but decided to point one out to her instead.

She went and sat down smiling, dropping her back carefully. He sat in his desk, and watched. She pulled out her notebook and pens, arranging them all, making sure she was ready for the day. He couldn't understand..and then he took another look. Her legs folded softly, white socks to her ancles and tennis shoes. A button up blouse with long sleeves, she almost looked as grown up as her mother. He watched her pull a few strands of her blue bangs behind her ear, and then he noticed something else, the collar..gone..the massive hoops..replaced with small studs..the headband and long hair..headband gone..blue hair whisped into a messy, but style-ish bun. The black eyeliner wasn't as heavy, though still overdone. Other than that and powder, she wasn't wearing any make-up. He sat, mildly impressed. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

It was obvious in the room that some of the other children were suprised Bra had got there before everyone else. The one who was most shocked was Mixie. She came in 5 minutes late with bloodshot eyes and half of her shirt tucked in, the other half not. She went right to the front of the class and sat on Bra's desk. Bra crinkled up her nose at her, "Mixie! Get in your seat now!"

Gohan's jaw dropped, at first because of Mixie's actions, then his eyes nearly popped out of his head as Bra took the words right out of his mouth.

"You bailed on me, I thought we were gonna ditch today but no...lil miss fancy pants had to come to class so I had to follow you...We had plans, man! You can't just blow them off..." She nearly yelled at Bra. Everyone stared, Gohan too shocked to do anything.

Bra frowned, "Yes, we do. It's called getting through highschool..."

Gohan finally regained himself, "Mixie, if you don't sit down I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

Mixie turned and paid attention to him for the first time since she entered the room. She walked up to him and sat on his desk in her miniskirt, intentionally showing him her underwear. He looked away and glared out the window, "Mixie..that can be considered sexual harrassment, I suggest you stop before I take drastic actions."

She just laughed at him, "Take action, buddy...but make sure you got some Viagra first, man..I don't want to have to wait for you to get it up."



Everyone froze, this time Gohan hadn't. He glared at the girl sitting on his desk, he stood up and walked out of the room.

Bra's eyes were wide, she walked up to Mixie and slapped her one on the cheek, "What the fuck are you doing!? You're in big trouble you know that...I know Mr. Son personally..and I know he can smell that on your breathe just as good as I can!"

Mixie frowned, "What's up your ass? Who cares if I smoke a little pot..they can't prove anything nor do they have the right to search me.." Bra's eyes got wide, "You have it with you!? You're really fucking dumb!!" Bra clenched her fists and tried to keep her energy low.

Mixie laughed in her face, "No, you're really dumb. You like being herded around in this school, forced to sit and listen to these old cock suckers "educate" us? We don't need this shit..."

Bra soothed her nerves, "No..we don't need you. Don't come around me anymore." She turned and walked away, just as she returned to her seat, Gohan returned to the room. He wasn't alone either. He had a school officer, who cuffed Mixie and took her and her belongings. Gohan sat down with his head in his hands on the edge of his desk, scared to touch the part of it that was touched by Mixie.

Bra looked at him, "Gohan...I've taken this class before. I'm re-doing it because I slacked off, I took this and Junior honors back to back last year..."

He stared at her through his fingers, "Your point is..?"

"Want me to take over?"

"No..I want you to sit there and be quiet. All of you."