Goku used Chi-Chi as a brace while he walked to the front door of the house part of Capsule Corp. He could walk just fine on his own except for the fact that he got light headed when he did. Chi-Chi offered to let him use her as a brace. Goku couldn't wait for the test results. He wanted to know what was wrong with him. He vaguely remembered Chi-Chi saying something about Vejita also being sick. He was half asleep when she told him. He could very well have been dreaming that she mentioned it. "Chi-Chi, did you say that Vejita was sick too?"
Chi-Chi re-adjusted her husband on her shoulder. He was heavier then he looked but she didn't mind. At that point she would do anything to help him. "Yes, I did. Bulma is going to test both of you and then compare both of your results." They continued walking up the pathway to the front door. Chi-Chi took one of her hands off of her husband's shoulder and rang the bell.
Goku stood up on his own so Chi-Chi wouldn't have to hold him anymore. "I hope this works. I hate not knowing what's going on." He leaned against the wall and waited for someone to answer the door. He couldn't believe that this had happened. Maybe the common colds and flu's were now evolving into stronger strains and they were stronger then a Saiyan's immune system. That was a possibility, but highly unlikely.
The opening of the front door interrupted Goku's thoughts. He watched as it was slowly opened. Behind it, stood Vejita in a white T-shirt and blue sweat pants. He didn't look too happy. He didn't look too healthy either. He was almost as pale as Goku. "So you guys are finally here, good, let's get this over with so I can go to bed."
'That wasn't at all like Vejita,' Goku thought to himself. 'He's always worried about training. I don't think I've ever heard of him wanting to sleep during the day.' Goku stood up from the wall. "I agree, I want to rest too." Goku once again used Chi-Chi for support as they walked into the building. He looked over at her. "I'm not too heavy for you, am I Chi-Chi?"
Chi-Chi was being weighted down quite a bit, but she didn't mind. "No. Don't worry about it Goku. It's not important. The important thing is to see what's wrong with you." Chi-Chi followed Vejita down a number of hallways with Goku on resting himself on her shoulder. "How much further is the lab, Vejita?"
"Not too far." Vejita could feel himself getting dizzy as he proceeded to Bulma's lab. He just wanted to stop right then and there. His whole body ached. He used the wall to hold himself up straight. He stopped in front of a blue door and turned around. "We're here. Bulma is waiting for us already." He looked at Goku. He looked worse then himself. 'What the hell is going on?' He turned to face the door and put his hand on the handle and turned it. He slightly pushed the door, forcing it to open up.
Inside the room, Bulma was sitting at a table. In front of her was a large computer. She turned her head. She was a bit surprised. Vejita looked like he had gotten worse since she last saw him when they had waken up in the morning. She looked over at Goku. He looked horrible. "Hi you guys." She stood up. "I guess we should get started. If you guys will just come over here." She walked over to a couple of chairs. (They kind of look like the chairs from the dentist office.) "I want to take a sample of your blood."
Had she said this any other time, Goku would have totally freaked out. He hated needles, but he was in no mood to protest. It needed to be done anyways. In order for him to find out what was wrong with him. He unwound his arm from being around Chi-Chi's neck and staggered over to the chairs and sat down in one. Vejita did the same.
Bulma put on a pair of rubber gloves and smiled down at her patients. "This may hurt a bit, but it's well worth it." She pulled out two needles from a box that sat on a table in between the two chairs.
Goku's eyes widened as he watched she inserted one of the needles into Vejita's arm. It looked painful. He looked up to Vejita's face. He didn't seem to be bothered by it.
Bulma extracted some of Vejita's blood and put it in a tube and placed a cap on it. She turned to Goku. "Goku, I know how you hate needles so I will be as gentle as possible." She hovered the needle over his arm.
Goku closed his eyes. He couldn't watch the needle go into his skin. He could feel it all to well though. He winced as he felt the needle pierce through all the layers of his skin until it reached his vein. He could feel himself becoming even more nauseous the more he thought about it.
Once Bulma had all the blood from her Saiyan friend that she needed, she yanked the needle out as fast as possible. It would have been more painful then if she had done it slowly. She rubbed a moist cloth that she had dipped in peroxide over the place where the needle had previously been. "There now Goku, that wasn't so bad now was it?"
Vejita sneered at Goku. "And you call yourself a Super Saiyan, Kakkorotto. You are pathetic."
Goku ignored Vejita. He was in no mood to get into an argument. He was tired and hungry and just wanted to go to sleep. "How long is this going to take Bulma?"
Bulma labeled the tubes of the blood samples and held them in her hand. She walked to a machine that sat on a table, which was connected to another computer. "It depends. I want to make sure your blood is still normal. Then I want to scan your body for viruses. It will take a while. I do know that." Goku sighed and leaned his head back in his chair. The part under his chair was soft and comfortable. He could have gone to sleep right then and there. He rubbed his hands over his face. Bulma put a small portion of Vejita's blood sample into the machine and typed in a few keys. "If you were wanting to go to sleep, go ahead. I'll wake you up when I need to."
"Thanks Bulma." He turned his head over to look at Vejita. He looked as though he had already fallen asleep. "Being sick really wears you out."
Chi-Chi walked over to her husband and sat down in a chair that sat besides him. She looked at his pale face. She rubbed her fingers through his hair. The front was moist from sweat. She turned to look back at Bulma. "Shouldn't we check their temperatures?"
Bulma turned around. "I guess we should." She pulled a thermometer out a drawer and threw it to Chi-Chi. "Here you go. Wait to take Vejita's. He can be really grouchy when you wake him up. You should leave that to me." She turned back around and went back to her testing.
"Here Goku, open your mouth. I want to check your temperature." Goku didn't respond. "Goku, don't be difficult. The sooner you open up, the sooner you can go to sleep." This got a response out of him. Goku opened his mouth and allowed his wife to take his temperature as if he was a child. Chi-Chi waited for a moment before she pulled out the thermometer from his mouth. She brought it up to her face and read the temperature. "Oh my god."
Bulma turned around. "What? Was that meant to be good?"
Chi-Chi could have jumped for joy when she read the thermometer. "It's normal." She grabbed Goku's head and hugged it. "You hear that? It's normal." She smiled. "This is perfect." She let go of Goku's head and stood up. "I'm going to call Gohan and Goten and tell them what's going on." She thought for a moment. "Oh god, I hope they too are not sick."
~*~*~
Usagi was supposed to be thinking about her behavior and why it was so bad. She didn't care though. She had more important things to think about. Like her father for instance. She couldn't wait until she got out of school so she could see him. She wanted to ask him if he was ok. She couldn't get him out of her mind. She sighed as she turned her head around and looked around the empty classroom. Everyone had been excused to recess about five minutes before then. Mr. Koch had looked her in the room alone until he came back. She was to stay at the timeout desk. She put her head on the desk and looked back forward to the wall in front of her and sighed. "What a day."
She began to think about the Budaki Tournament. She should have been happy about it, but couldn't find a reason to be at the moment. Right now, the bad outweighed the good. "I wonder if daddy will be better in time to take us. He should be. It's three weeks away. He should be better by then."
The sound of her teacher opening up the door made her stop thinking about the tournament and her father. She turned around and glared at him. Mr. Koch saw this. "Wipe that glare off your face young lady."
Usagi didn't obey. She didn't care anymore. She just didn't care. She was tired of him. She was tired of him always yelling at her for no reason. She wanted to give him a real reason to yell at her. She leaned backwards in her chair. She knew that he hated it when students did this. She looked back at him as she put her arms behind her head and smirked at him.
Mr. Koch didn't know what he was going to do with her. "Just because your father came in here yesterday, doesn't give you the right to act up now. Appropriate action will be taken if you don't start behaving." He put his hands on his waist. "Do I make myself clear? Now put all four legs of the chair down."
Usagi ignored him. "My daddy won't care." Not in the current condition he was in he wouldn't.
"Your father will care. Believe me. You may think he doesn't, but he will. I don't know why you hate me so much."
Usagi looked at him like he was an idiot. Of course to her, he WAS and idiot. She stood up, pushing her chair back to the ground. "I hate you because you are rude. You always have been. You always pick on me. You call me stupid to my face. You told my daddy that I was stupid. Do you expect me to just sit by and let you be mean to me? My daddy taught me never to let by and let someone attack me, whether it be with words or by fists." Usagi was angrier now at him then she had ever been. She was finally letting her feelings fly free. She was pleased with herself.
"One day you will learn that you can not talk to your teachers like this. And when you do it is going to be too late. You will already be in jail. That's where bad little girls and boys go you know, jail." He crossed his arms and grinned. He loved to intimidate children who tried to act big and tough. "You are going to grow up to be a bum."
Usagi clenched her hands into fists. "You better watch yourself."
Mr. Koch raised one of his eyebrows. "Oh, is that a challenge young lady?"
"You could say that." Usagi lost control of her actions and ran for her teacher, fists out in front of her. She stopped right when she was about to make contact with his stomach. She pulled her fists back in. 'I can't do this. Daddy would be angry.'
Mr. Koch jumped back. "If you touch me, it's all over. You will be expelled and will not be able to re enter this district again. You will have to leave your little friends." He grinned. "Come on, hit me." Usagi didn't move. "Come on. You know you want to." He taunted Usagi with his hands.
Usagi resisted her urge to hit her teacher. "You call yourself a teacher, now start acting like one." Usagi walked back to the time out table, picked her chair up off the ground, and sat down in it.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi had just gotten off of the phone with Goten. He was doing just fine. He wasn't sick nor had he shown any signs of being sick. She was grateful to god for that. She wanted her sons to be ok. She didn't want anything to happen to them. She put down the phone and then picked it up again so she could call Gohan. She dialed his number and waited for someone to answer.
Videl hurried out of her room to pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, Videl?"
Videl could hear the fear in her mother-in-law's voice. "Yes, Chi-Chi? What's wrong?" She walked back into her bedroom where her husband, Gohan, was laying on the bed.
"Is Gohan there with you?" Chi-Chi looked over to her husband. He was sleeping like a baby. She smiled. She was still so happy that he didn't have a fever.
Videl looked at Gohan. He too was currently asleep. "Yes, did you want to talk to him? He's asleep right now."
"No, that's ok. I just wanted to ask if he has gotten sick at all in the past couple of days."
Videl didn't know what to say. "Well…Chi-Chi…yeah, he has. He started to get a cough yesterday. We don't know why. He is a Saiyan right?"
"Yes." Chi-Chi felt like her heart was being ripped out of her body. 'How could Gohan have gotten sick?'
"He told me that Saiyans don't get sick. When he woke up this morning, he was a wreck. That's why he is sleeping now. Why?" Videl knew something was going on. How else could Chi-Chi have know to call about Gohan being sick?
"Well, Goku and Vejita seem to have come down with something too." Chi-Chi just wanted it all to end. She didn't want to go through this again, especially, not with her son.
"What?! How!?" Videl looked down at Gohan.
"I don't know. I'm at Bulma's right now. They are getting tested for any viruses. Do you think you could get Gohan down here?" Now she had two people to worry about. This was not turning out to be a good day.
"I'll be down there as soon as possible Chi-Chi. Just let me wake up Gohan. I'll see you there. Bye."
"Please hurry. Bye." Chi-Chi placed her phone back on the base.
Videl hung up her phone when she heard the click on the other line. She sighed. 'What are we going to do?' She walked over to her bed and sat down next to Gohan. She put her hand on his chest and shook him. "Gohan, wake up. Wake up. We have to go to Bulma's."
Gohan groaned, as he was being shaken awake. "Why?"
"Your father and Vejita are sick too. Your mother wants you to go there so Bulma can run some tests on you. Now get up." She stood up and turned on the light.
Gohan covered his eyes with his hands to cover them from the bright light. "Fine." He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Gohan thought about his wife's words for a minute until what she had said had finally clicked inside his head. "What? Dad is sick too?"
~*~*~
Usagi sat outside eating lunch with her friends. She was actually hungry. She didn't think that she would be, but surprisingly, she was. She took a sip from her bottle of orange juice. "Man, I hate Mr. Koch."
Minako looked at Usagi. "What has come over you toady Usagi?"
Makoto picked at her sandwich before she put it in her mouth. "Yeah, I've never seen you like this before. It's weird. You have never talked to Mr. Koch like that before."
Minako grabbed a baggie from her bag filled with chips. "I know he deserves it, but do you really have to be the one to tell him? Your mom is going to freak when she hears about what you did."
Usagi put her drink on the ground and hunched over, resting her arms on her lap. "I know. I shouldn't have done it. But I'm tired of it. I shouldn't have to put up with it." She lowered her head.
Makoto put her hand on Usagi's back. "This thing with your dad has gotten you more upset then you admit, Usagi."
Usagi looked up at her friend. "So what?" Her attention was turned onto a group of kids who now stood in front of her. It was all of the kids from her class. "Can I help you?"
One of the girls stepped out from the crowd. "We think what you did was totally cool."
A boy with blonde hair walked up from behind the girl. "We just wanted to tell you, that we totally and fully stand behind you."
Usagi smiled. "Thanks you guys. That makes me feel a lot better." She stood up. "I'm sorry, but can you leave? I need time alone with Minako and Makoto." The group of kids didn't mind. They could tell that something outside of school was troubling their classmate. They all turned around and, once again, became scattered around the playground. She turned around to her friends. "It's strange you know. Last year they were all mean to me. Now they all love me." She sat down again. Usagi watched everyone. They were all running around and screaming at each other. She became quite jealous of them all. They looked so happy. Like they hadn't had a care in the world since the day they were born.
Minako sympathized for her. "Usagi, they don't know what they like. Don't listen to them. We learned last year not to listen to. And as for Mr. Koch, don't worry about what he says. Why care about what they say? You don't like them so why does it matter?"
Usagi had never heard truer words spoken out of Minako's mouth. Although, she did care what the people around her thought about her. She also knew that Minako cared too. It was too easy to care. "I just want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore today."
Makoto put her lunch bag on the ground to give herself more room to sit. "Only two more hours and you can go see your dad." She could tell just by looking at Usagi that knowing that wasn't enough. "Come on Usagi. Let's take your mind off of this whole thing. Let's do something fun."
Usagi stared forward. "Like what?"
Minako thought for a moment. "I know! Let's get rid of some energy!"
Usagi's head bobbed up. She wouldn't mind wasting some energy. She had been sitting at the time out desk all day and was getting rather antsy. "That would be nice. Maybe we should run around the track."
Makoto liked that idea. Since they obviously wouldn't be doing any training that day after school, running the track was a good idea. "Yeah, let's see how far we can run."
Usagi stood up and stretched. "Ok, we can't stop before eight times around. That's two miles. I know you guys can run that much." She grinned. "I'll bet I can run further then you two."
Minako stood up. "Yeah right, girl, I'll lap you twice before you are even done with one mile."
Makoto stood up too. "You guys are too full of yourselves. I'm going to be the one doing all of the lapping here." She smiled. "Let's go. I'll race you guys to the track."
Usagi bent down so she could get a burst of speed when she started. "You're on! Let's go!" Usagi and her friends ran to the track as fast as they could. All of the kids on the playground stopped what they were doing and watched in awe the girls as they passed. They had never seen anybody run so fast in their entire life. Usagi laughed as she ran. "This is great. I can run twice as fast without my weights on." She was already beginning to forget her worries.
They stopped when they got to the middle of one of the straights. Makoto got herself ready for the run. "Ok you guys, at least eight times around." She lowered herself to the ground. "Ready, on three. One…"
Usagi also lowered herself once again. She looked up to her side and saw that half of the kids were watching. She put her head forward to look straight again. "Two…"
Minako smiled. She was going to have fun. "Three!" The girls were off for their two-mile run. They ran a steady pace so they wouldn't tire easily. Minako could see that Usagi was pulling in front of her. "Are you making this a race, Usagi?"
Usagi smiled. A race sounded nice. "Yeah, sure, why not?" Usagi sped up.
Minako couldn't have that. She looked over at Makoto, who, in return, also looked at her. They nodded and Minako looked forward again. She readied herself. "Prepare yourself, Usagi." She placed her hands together and formed a small orange Ki blast in them. She fired it at Usagi.
Usagi had looked behind her and seen the blast coming for her. Just jumped in the air and let it fly out from beneath her feet to the fence. "You gotta try harder then that you guys." She laughed as she kept running.
Makoto looked back to the playground. Every single kid was now watching them as they trained themselves. She smiled to herself. Even the teachers who were supposed to be keeping an eye on the students were amazed. "We have an audience you guys." Usagi and Minako turned their heads to look. Makoto took her opportunity while she could. She smashed herself into Minako's body and fired a quick Ki blast at Usagi. Both girls feel to the ground. Makoto passed Usagi.
Usagi frowned as she stood up. She walked back to Minako and held her hand out for her to use to stand up. She looked over her shoulder to Makoto. "She will pay for that." She smirked. Minako knew exactly what Usagi was up to. "I don't think she understands what she just got herself into. Hehehe." She jumped into the air. Minako followed.
Makoto looked across the field. She didn't see Usagi or Minako so she looked behind her. They weren't there either. She stopped. "Those guys…" She looked up to see Usagi falling from the sky with her feet out. She didn't have time to react.
Usagi's feet plowed right into Makoto's chest. Both girls fell to the ground. Minako shot numerous Ki blasts at Usagi and Makoto. Usagi blocked them with her own. "We are on the same team Minako!"
Minako laughed. "No we weren't."
Usagi kept firing Ki blasts at Minako, who was still in the air. Usagi's attack stopped when Makoto pulled her hair, forcing her head back. "You dare try and stop me? I am unstoppable. Mwa ha ha ha." She let go of Usagi's hair.
Minako landed on the ground in front of her friends. All three of them laughed. Usagi had totally forgotten about her problems, as she was having too much fun. Her friends had succeeded. They had made her completely happy.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi sat and watched as Bulma scanned her husband and son for any viruses or anything foreign in their bodies that could be making them sick. When she had taken Gohan's temperature, it was normal, just like Goku's. When Bulma had taken Vejita's, it was normal. So far they were just showing signs of having colds. The results from the blood test were good too. Their blood was as normal as it should be. She hadn't found anything in it. So far Bulma had not found anything wrong with them.
Bulma rolled over a machine over to the chairs that the men were lying in. She looked down to Goku. "Uh…Goku…I'm going to have to stick some needles in you for this next test. Are you going to be able to stand it?"
Goku groaned again. He hated needles. He got sick just thinking about them. Gohan looked over at his father. He remembered what happened when he thought he was going to get a needle on Namek. "Dad, just deal with it."
Goku looked over at his son. "I never said I wasn't going to." He looked back up at Bulma. "Let's just get this done and over with. All this testing is making me even more tired." He coughed as he held his arm out for Bulma. He closed his eyes again as she put the needle into him. He could feel her taping it to his arm so it wouldn't fall out. He knew he was going to regret this one day.
Bulma left Goku's side and walked to Vejita. He had his arms crossed over his chest. "Vejita, give me an arm."
Vejita looked up at his wife. "I don't know why you need me now. You have Kakkorotto and his brat over there." He didn't move.
Bulma put her hands on her waist and tapped her foot against the ground. "Don't tell me that you are afraid of needles. Goku is but he still got over it."
Vejita frowned. "I'm not afraid of needles woman." He held out his arm for Bulma. He watched as she put the needle deep into his skin. She taped it to his skin to.
Bulma did the same thing with Gohan. She walked in front of the chairs so they could all see her. "Ok you guys, I will be injecting some liquid into your body. It may sting but if there is anything in your body that is detectable, then it will show up in the results. Not only do these needles work to put liquid in, but when I flip this switch," She pointed to a switch, "I will be able to see what the reactions of the liquid is. I expect to get the results of the cold virus form you but you never know. Ok, here we go." Bulma pushed a button and liquid went from metal tubes down into the Saiyan's arms. The flinched a little once it reached. "Ok, it will take a lot of liquid to reach all around your body so we may be here for a while."
Vejita created fists with his hands. "Woman, get this crap out of me."
Bulma laughed. Being sick made Vejita act like a child. He was so cute. "Vejita, this will help you in the end."
Chi-Chi watched Goku. He still had his eyes closed so he didn't have to see the needle in his skin. She felt so sorry for him. She looked to Gohan. He didn't seem to mind any of it. "My poor Goku and Gohan."
Videl placed her hand on her mother-in-law's shoulder. It was twice as hard for her to be going through this. Her husband and son were sick, while just her husband was sick. "I hope they only have a cold."
Chi-Chi put her hand on Videl's. "Let's hope for the best."
~*~*~
Usagi sat in the back of the room. She listened to the kids in her class laughing and talking. She knew that Mr. Koch was angry with them. He had told them over and over again to shut up, but no one listened. They had been more disrespectful to him after what Usagi had done earlier that day. She found herself laughing most of that day. She finally showed him what she was made of and she was proud of herself for that too. She turned around to look at the clock, which read 2:50. She turned back around. 'Ten minutes until I can leave. Wait.' Usagi groaned. 'I have to talk to Mr. Koch after school. Well he is just going to have to realize that I have somewhere I need to be.' Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Mr. Koch walking to the front of the class.
"Everyone, Sit down, and SHUT UP!" He watched as all of the kids scurried around to their chairs and sat down. No one said a word. They could tell by his voice that he meant it. He looked around at everyone. "If you ever are this rude again, I will send you ALL down to the office. Do you understand!?" No one said anything. He knew he was scaring them but he didn't care. At least he had their attention. "I don't want to hear a peep out of any of you for the next ten minutes. If I do, then I will hold the whole class later then 3:00. I'm tired of you. Just because Usagi had to be stupid today, doesn't give you the right to do the same."
Usagi could feel herself becoming angry. She stood up with a force. He chair flew out from behind her and fell to the ground with a big thud. "I'm not stupid! Stop calling me stupid. I'm tired of it and I don't deserve it. If you don't stop I will be forced to take action. I will get my daddy in here." She knew that wasn't possible at them moment. "And if I can't get him, I'll get my big brother Goten to talk to you." She knew she wouldn't have any luck if Gohan came in. He was too much like her mother. He would probably end up siding with Mr. Koch. Goten hated teachers and would do anything that Usagi wanted him to.
Mr. Koch laughed. "And how old is your brother?" He wasn't afraid of a teenager.
Usagi smiled. "39." He was 33 when she was born.
Mr. Koch frowned. "Don't lie. Your brother is not 39."
"I'm not lying." Usagi picked up her chair and sat down. She raised her hands and put them over her ears. She didn't want to listen to anything else that he had to say to her. She could kind of hear him talking but couldn't exactly make out what he was saying. "I'm not listening."
Mr. Koch stopped talking and looked up at the clock. "It's close enough to 3:00. Just leave, all of you. Except Usagi." He glared back at Usagi, who was furiously waving her tail behind her. She did this whenever she was angry. He was too angry to deal with the rest of the students at the time. He looked around at them. They were still sitting in their seats. "JUST LEAVE!"
The kids bolted out of their seats and ran for the door. They had never seen their teacher so angry before. Minako and Makoto just stared at each other. They didn't know what to do. They couldn't just leave Usagi there with him. He was crazy. Mr. Koch walked up to the girls. They were the only ones still sitting in their chairs. He put his hands on the table and leaned his head down. "You guys need to leave."
Makoto grabbed her bag and stood up. "No! I have sat here all-day and watched you bet up on Usagi. It's not going to happen." She looked him in the eye.
Minako also stood up. "Makoto, we can't do this." She looked over to Usagi. She still had her hands over here ears.
Mr. Koch grabbed Minako and Makoto by the arms. "You two are leaving now." He pulled them to the door and kicked them out. He locked the door from the inside as they pounded on it to let them in. He walked back to Usagi. "Your parents have real problem on their hands." He grabbed Usagi by the wrists and pulled them down.
She turned around and glared at him. "Well what do you want."
Mr. Koch could see that something was wrong. This was not at all like Usagi. He sat on a table and crossed his arms. "We have to talk about your behavior. It's bad enough that you have decided to talk to me the way you have today, but it's even worse that you do it in front of your classmates. Now they think that they can talk to me the way you do."
Usagi never looked away. She wasn't afraid to look him in the eye. "So what. How long is this going to take? I have somewhere important that I have to be at."
"Ok, I'm just going to cut to the point. You are in MAJOR trouble. You have barked up the wrong tree and gotten yourself in deep. Too deep to get out. You can't even apologize at this point. You are getting a referral and tomorrow morning, you, the school counselor, and I have a meeting."
Usagi snorted. "Is that all?"
"What's wrong Usagi. I know you aren't just upset about me. Something else is bothering you."
"I have to go. I need to see if daddy is ok." She walked past Mr. Koch and walked out of the room altogether.
'Her father? Maybe that's what she is upset about.' Mr. Koch thought to himself.
~*~*~
She sighed. "It's great to get out of there." Usagi rolled her tail up under her skirt as she passed the school janitor.
The janitor turned around to look at Usagi. "That's one of the girls who was with that Saiyan yesterday." He looked down to her feet, then around her waist where Saiyans usually keep their tales. "No tail. I told Tarupa that she couldn't be a Saiyan. She has golden hair. They must HAVE adopted. I guess we can move on then."
(Ok, that's it for this part. What do you think? Was it good, or bad? Please review. Thank you ^_^)
Chi-Chi re-adjusted her husband on her shoulder. He was heavier then he looked but she didn't mind. At that point she would do anything to help him. "Yes, I did. Bulma is going to test both of you and then compare both of your results." They continued walking up the pathway to the front door. Chi-Chi took one of her hands off of her husband's shoulder and rang the bell.
Goku stood up on his own so Chi-Chi wouldn't have to hold him anymore. "I hope this works. I hate not knowing what's going on." He leaned against the wall and waited for someone to answer the door. He couldn't believe that this had happened. Maybe the common colds and flu's were now evolving into stronger strains and they were stronger then a Saiyan's immune system. That was a possibility, but highly unlikely.
The opening of the front door interrupted Goku's thoughts. He watched as it was slowly opened. Behind it, stood Vejita in a white T-shirt and blue sweat pants. He didn't look too happy. He didn't look too healthy either. He was almost as pale as Goku. "So you guys are finally here, good, let's get this over with so I can go to bed."
'That wasn't at all like Vejita,' Goku thought to himself. 'He's always worried about training. I don't think I've ever heard of him wanting to sleep during the day.' Goku stood up from the wall. "I agree, I want to rest too." Goku once again used Chi-Chi for support as they walked into the building. He looked over at her. "I'm not too heavy for you, am I Chi-Chi?"
Chi-Chi was being weighted down quite a bit, but she didn't mind. "No. Don't worry about it Goku. It's not important. The important thing is to see what's wrong with you." Chi-Chi followed Vejita down a number of hallways with Goku on resting himself on her shoulder. "How much further is the lab, Vejita?"
"Not too far." Vejita could feel himself getting dizzy as he proceeded to Bulma's lab. He just wanted to stop right then and there. His whole body ached. He used the wall to hold himself up straight. He stopped in front of a blue door and turned around. "We're here. Bulma is waiting for us already." He looked at Goku. He looked worse then himself. 'What the hell is going on?' He turned to face the door and put his hand on the handle and turned it. He slightly pushed the door, forcing it to open up.
Inside the room, Bulma was sitting at a table. In front of her was a large computer. She turned her head. She was a bit surprised. Vejita looked like he had gotten worse since she last saw him when they had waken up in the morning. She looked over at Goku. He looked horrible. "Hi you guys." She stood up. "I guess we should get started. If you guys will just come over here." She walked over to a couple of chairs. (They kind of look like the chairs from the dentist office.) "I want to take a sample of your blood."
Had she said this any other time, Goku would have totally freaked out. He hated needles, but he was in no mood to protest. It needed to be done anyways. In order for him to find out what was wrong with him. He unwound his arm from being around Chi-Chi's neck and staggered over to the chairs and sat down in one. Vejita did the same.
Bulma put on a pair of rubber gloves and smiled down at her patients. "This may hurt a bit, but it's well worth it." She pulled out two needles from a box that sat on a table in between the two chairs.
Goku's eyes widened as he watched she inserted one of the needles into Vejita's arm. It looked painful. He looked up to Vejita's face. He didn't seem to be bothered by it.
Bulma extracted some of Vejita's blood and put it in a tube and placed a cap on it. She turned to Goku. "Goku, I know how you hate needles so I will be as gentle as possible." She hovered the needle over his arm.
Goku closed his eyes. He couldn't watch the needle go into his skin. He could feel it all to well though. He winced as he felt the needle pierce through all the layers of his skin until it reached his vein. He could feel himself becoming even more nauseous the more he thought about it.
Once Bulma had all the blood from her Saiyan friend that she needed, she yanked the needle out as fast as possible. It would have been more painful then if she had done it slowly. She rubbed a moist cloth that she had dipped in peroxide over the place where the needle had previously been. "There now Goku, that wasn't so bad now was it?"
Vejita sneered at Goku. "And you call yourself a Super Saiyan, Kakkorotto. You are pathetic."
Goku ignored Vejita. He was in no mood to get into an argument. He was tired and hungry and just wanted to go to sleep. "How long is this going to take Bulma?"
Bulma labeled the tubes of the blood samples and held them in her hand. She walked to a machine that sat on a table, which was connected to another computer. "It depends. I want to make sure your blood is still normal. Then I want to scan your body for viruses. It will take a while. I do know that." Goku sighed and leaned his head back in his chair. The part under his chair was soft and comfortable. He could have gone to sleep right then and there. He rubbed his hands over his face. Bulma put a small portion of Vejita's blood sample into the machine and typed in a few keys. "If you were wanting to go to sleep, go ahead. I'll wake you up when I need to."
"Thanks Bulma." He turned his head over to look at Vejita. He looked as though he had already fallen asleep. "Being sick really wears you out."
Chi-Chi walked over to her husband and sat down in a chair that sat besides him. She looked at his pale face. She rubbed her fingers through his hair. The front was moist from sweat. She turned to look back at Bulma. "Shouldn't we check their temperatures?"
Bulma turned around. "I guess we should." She pulled a thermometer out a drawer and threw it to Chi-Chi. "Here you go. Wait to take Vejita's. He can be really grouchy when you wake him up. You should leave that to me." She turned back around and went back to her testing.
"Here Goku, open your mouth. I want to check your temperature." Goku didn't respond. "Goku, don't be difficult. The sooner you open up, the sooner you can go to sleep." This got a response out of him. Goku opened his mouth and allowed his wife to take his temperature as if he was a child. Chi-Chi waited for a moment before she pulled out the thermometer from his mouth. She brought it up to her face and read the temperature. "Oh my god."
Bulma turned around. "What? Was that meant to be good?"
Chi-Chi could have jumped for joy when she read the thermometer. "It's normal." She grabbed Goku's head and hugged it. "You hear that? It's normal." She smiled. "This is perfect." She let go of Goku's head and stood up. "I'm going to call Gohan and Goten and tell them what's going on." She thought for a moment. "Oh god, I hope they too are not sick."
~*~*~
Usagi was supposed to be thinking about her behavior and why it was so bad. She didn't care though. She had more important things to think about. Like her father for instance. She couldn't wait until she got out of school so she could see him. She wanted to ask him if he was ok. She couldn't get him out of her mind. She sighed as she turned her head around and looked around the empty classroom. Everyone had been excused to recess about five minutes before then. Mr. Koch had looked her in the room alone until he came back. She was to stay at the timeout desk. She put her head on the desk and looked back forward to the wall in front of her and sighed. "What a day."
She began to think about the Budaki Tournament. She should have been happy about it, but couldn't find a reason to be at the moment. Right now, the bad outweighed the good. "I wonder if daddy will be better in time to take us. He should be. It's three weeks away. He should be better by then."
The sound of her teacher opening up the door made her stop thinking about the tournament and her father. She turned around and glared at him. Mr. Koch saw this. "Wipe that glare off your face young lady."
Usagi didn't obey. She didn't care anymore. She just didn't care. She was tired of him. She was tired of him always yelling at her for no reason. She wanted to give him a real reason to yell at her. She leaned backwards in her chair. She knew that he hated it when students did this. She looked back at him as she put her arms behind her head and smirked at him.
Mr. Koch didn't know what he was going to do with her. "Just because your father came in here yesterday, doesn't give you the right to act up now. Appropriate action will be taken if you don't start behaving." He put his hands on his waist. "Do I make myself clear? Now put all four legs of the chair down."
Usagi ignored him. "My daddy won't care." Not in the current condition he was in he wouldn't.
"Your father will care. Believe me. You may think he doesn't, but he will. I don't know why you hate me so much."
Usagi looked at him like he was an idiot. Of course to her, he WAS and idiot. She stood up, pushing her chair back to the ground. "I hate you because you are rude. You always have been. You always pick on me. You call me stupid to my face. You told my daddy that I was stupid. Do you expect me to just sit by and let you be mean to me? My daddy taught me never to let by and let someone attack me, whether it be with words or by fists." Usagi was angrier now at him then she had ever been. She was finally letting her feelings fly free. She was pleased with herself.
"One day you will learn that you can not talk to your teachers like this. And when you do it is going to be too late. You will already be in jail. That's where bad little girls and boys go you know, jail." He crossed his arms and grinned. He loved to intimidate children who tried to act big and tough. "You are going to grow up to be a bum."
Usagi clenched her hands into fists. "You better watch yourself."
Mr. Koch raised one of his eyebrows. "Oh, is that a challenge young lady?"
"You could say that." Usagi lost control of her actions and ran for her teacher, fists out in front of her. She stopped right when she was about to make contact with his stomach. She pulled her fists back in. 'I can't do this. Daddy would be angry.'
Mr. Koch jumped back. "If you touch me, it's all over. You will be expelled and will not be able to re enter this district again. You will have to leave your little friends." He grinned. "Come on, hit me." Usagi didn't move. "Come on. You know you want to." He taunted Usagi with his hands.
Usagi resisted her urge to hit her teacher. "You call yourself a teacher, now start acting like one." Usagi walked back to the time out table, picked her chair up off the ground, and sat down in it.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi had just gotten off of the phone with Goten. He was doing just fine. He wasn't sick nor had he shown any signs of being sick. She was grateful to god for that. She wanted her sons to be ok. She didn't want anything to happen to them. She put down the phone and then picked it up again so she could call Gohan. She dialed his number and waited for someone to answer.
Videl hurried out of her room to pick up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, Videl?"
Videl could hear the fear in her mother-in-law's voice. "Yes, Chi-Chi? What's wrong?" She walked back into her bedroom where her husband, Gohan, was laying on the bed.
"Is Gohan there with you?" Chi-Chi looked over to her husband. He was sleeping like a baby. She smiled. She was still so happy that he didn't have a fever.
Videl looked at Gohan. He too was currently asleep. "Yes, did you want to talk to him? He's asleep right now."
"No, that's ok. I just wanted to ask if he has gotten sick at all in the past couple of days."
Videl didn't know what to say. "Well…Chi-Chi…yeah, he has. He started to get a cough yesterday. We don't know why. He is a Saiyan right?"
"Yes." Chi-Chi felt like her heart was being ripped out of her body. 'How could Gohan have gotten sick?'
"He told me that Saiyans don't get sick. When he woke up this morning, he was a wreck. That's why he is sleeping now. Why?" Videl knew something was going on. How else could Chi-Chi have know to call about Gohan being sick?
"Well, Goku and Vejita seem to have come down with something too." Chi-Chi just wanted it all to end. She didn't want to go through this again, especially, not with her son.
"What?! How!?" Videl looked down at Gohan.
"I don't know. I'm at Bulma's right now. They are getting tested for any viruses. Do you think you could get Gohan down here?" Now she had two people to worry about. This was not turning out to be a good day.
"I'll be down there as soon as possible Chi-Chi. Just let me wake up Gohan. I'll see you there. Bye."
"Please hurry. Bye." Chi-Chi placed her phone back on the base.
Videl hung up her phone when she heard the click on the other line. She sighed. 'What are we going to do?' She walked over to her bed and sat down next to Gohan. She put her hand on his chest and shook him. "Gohan, wake up. Wake up. We have to go to Bulma's."
Gohan groaned, as he was being shaken awake. "Why?"
"Your father and Vejita are sick too. Your mother wants you to go there so Bulma can run some tests on you. Now get up." She stood up and turned on the light.
Gohan covered his eyes with his hands to cover them from the bright light. "Fine." He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Gohan thought about his wife's words for a minute until what she had said had finally clicked inside his head. "What? Dad is sick too?"
~*~*~
Usagi sat outside eating lunch with her friends. She was actually hungry. She didn't think that she would be, but surprisingly, she was. She took a sip from her bottle of orange juice. "Man, I hate Mr. Koch."
Minako looked at Usagi. "What has come over you toady Usagi?"
Makoto picked at her sandwich before she put it in her mouth. "Yeah, I've never seen you like this before. It's weird. You have never talked to Mr. Koch like that before."
Minako grabbed a baggie from her bag filled with chips. "I know he deserves it, but do you really have to be the one to tell him? Your mom is going to freak when she hears about what you did."
Usagi put her drink on the ground and hunched over, resting her arms on her lap. "I know. I shouldn't have done it. But I'm tired of it. I shouldn't have to put up with it." She lowered her head.
Makoto put her hand on Usagi's back. "This thing with your dad has gotten you more upset then you admit, Usagi."
Usagi looked up at her friend. "So what?" Her attention was turned onto a group of kids who now stood in front of her. It was all of the kids from her class. "Can I help you?"
One of the girls stepped out from the crowd. "We think what you did was totally cool."
A boy with blonde hair walked up from behind the girl. "We just wanted to tell you, that we totally and fully stand behind you."
Usagi smiled. "Thanks you guys. That makes me feel a lot better." She stood up. "I'm sorry, but can you leave? I need time alone with Minako and Makoto." The group of kids didn't mind. They could tell that something outside of school was troubling their classmate. They all turned around and, once again, became scattered around the playground. She turned around to her friends. "It's strange you know. Last year they were all mean to me. Now they all love me." She sat down again. Usagi watched everyone. They were all running around and screaming at each other. She became quite jealous of them all. They looked so happy. Like they hadn't had a care in the world since the day they were born.
Minako sympathized for her. "Usagi, they don't know what they like. Don't listen to them. We learned last year not to listen to. And as for Mr. Koch, don't worry about what he says. Why care about what they say? You don't like them so why does it matter?"
Usagi had never heard truer words spoken out of Minako's mouth. Although, she did care what the people around her thought about her. She also knew that Minako cared too. It was too easy to care. "I just want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore today."
Makoto put her lunch bag on the ground to give herself more room to sit. "Only two more hours and you can go see your dad." She could tell just by looking at Usagi that knowing that wasn't enough. "Come on Usagi. Let's take your mind off of this whole thing. Let's do something fun."
Usagi stared forward. "Like what?"
Minako thought for a moment. "I know! Let's get rid of some energy!"
Usagi's head bobbed up. She wouldn't mind wasting some energy. She had been sitting at the time out desk all day and was getting rather antsy. "That would be nice. Maybe we should run around the track."
Makoto liked that idea. Since they obviously wouldn't be doing any training that day after school, running the track was a good idea. "Yeah, let's see how far we can run."
Usagi stood up and stretched. "Ok, we can't stop before eight times around. That's two miles. I know you guys can run that much." She grinned. "I'll bet I can run further then you two."
Minako stood up. "Yeah right, girl, I'll lap you twice before you are even done with one mile."
Makoto stood up too. "You guys are too full of yourselves. I'm going to be the one doing all of the lapping here." She smiled. "Let's go. I'll race you guys to the track."
Usagi bent down so she could get a burst of speed when she started. "You're on! Let's go!" Usagi and her friends ran to the track as fast as they could. All of the kids on the playground stopped what they were doing and watched in awe the girls as they passed. They had never seen anybody run so fast in their entire life. Usagi laughed as she ran. "This is great. I can run twice as fast without my weights on." She was already beginning to forget her worries.
They stopped when they got to the middle of one of the straights. Makoto got herself ready for the run. "Ok you guys, at least eight times around." She lowered herself to the ground. "Ready, on three. One…"
Usagi also lowered herself once again. She looked up to her side and saw that half of the kids were watching. She put her head forward to look straight again. "Two…"
Minako smiled. She was going to have fun. "Three!" The girls were off for their two-mile run. They ran a steady pace so they wouldn't tire easily. Minako could see that Usagi was pulling in front of her. "Are you making this a race, Usagi?"
Usagi smiled. A race sounded nice. "Yeah, sure, why not?" Usagi sped up.
Minako couldn't have that. She looked over at Makoto, who, in return, also looked at her. They nodded and Minako looked forward again. She readied herself. "Prepare yourself, Usagi." She placed her hands together and formed a small orange Ki blast in them. She fired it at Usagi.
Usagi had looked behind her and seen the blast coming for her. Just jumped in the air and let it fly out from beneath her feet to the fence. "You gotta try harder then that you guys." She laughed as she kept running.
Makoto looked back to the playground. Every single kid was now watching them as they trained themselves. She smiled to herself. Even the teachers who were supposed to be keeping an eye on the students were amazed. "We have an audience you guys." Usagi and Minako turned their heads to look. Makoto took her opportunity while she could. She smashed herself into Minako's body and fired a quick Ki blast at Usagi. Both girls feel to the ground. Makoto passed Usagi.
Usagi frowned as she stood up. She walked back to Minako and held her hand out for her to use to stand up. She looked over her shoulder to Makoto. "She will pay for that." She smirked. Minako knew exactly what Usagi was up to. "I don't think she understands what she just got herself into. Hehehe." She jumped into the air. Minako followed.
Makoto looked across the field. She didn't see Usagi or Minako so she looked behind her. They weren't there either. She stopped. "Those guys…" She looked up to see Usagi falling from the sky with her feet out. She didn't have time to react.
Usagi's feet plowed right into Makoto's chest. Both girls fell to the ground. Minako shot numerous Ki blasts at Usagi and Makoto. Usagi blocked them with her own. "We are on the same team Minako!"
Minako laughed. "No we weren't."
Usagi kept firing Ki blasts at Minako, who was still in the air. Usagi's attack stopped when Makoto pulled her hair, forcing her head back. "You dare try and stop me? I am unstoppable. Mwa ha ha ha." She let go of Usagi's hair.
Minako landed on the ground in front of her friends. All three of them laughed. Usagi had totally forgotten about her problems, as she was having too much fun. Her friends had succeeded. They had made her completely happy.
~*~*~
Chi-Chi sat and watched as Bulma scanned her husband and son for any viruses or anything foreign in their bodies that could be making them sick. When she had taken Gohan's temperature, it was normal, just like Goku's. When Bulma had taken Vejita's, it was normal. So far they were just showing signs of having colds. The results from the blood test were good too. Their blood was as normal as it should be. She hadn't found anything in it. So far Bulma had not found anything wrong with them.
Bulma rolled over a machine over to the chairs that the men were lying in. She looked down to Goku. "Uh…Goku…I'm going to have to stick some needles in you for this next test. Are you going to be able to stand it?"
Goku groaned again. He hated needles. He got sick just thinking about them. Gohan looked over at his father. He remembered what happened when he thought he was going to get a needle on Namek. "Dad, just deal with it."
Goku looked over at his son. "I never said I wasn't going to." He looked back up at Bulma. "Let's just get this done and over with. All this testing is making me even more tired." He coughed as he held his arm out for Bulma. He closed his eyes again as she put the needle into him. He could feel her taping it to his arm so it wouldn't fall out. He knew he was going to regret this one day.
Bulma left Goku's side and walked to Vejita. He had his arms crossed over his chest. "Vejita, give me an arm."
Vejita looked up at his wife. "I don't know why you need me now. You have Kakkorotto and his brat over there." He didn't move.
Bulma put her hands on her waist and tapped her foot against the ground. "Don't tell me that you are afraid of needles. Goku is but he still got over it."
Vejita frowned. "I'm not afraid of needles woman." He held out his arm for Bulma. He watched as she put the needle deep into his skin. She taped it to his skin to.
Bulma did the same thing with Gohan. She walked in front of the chairs so they could all see her. "Ok you guys, I will be injecting some liquid into your body. It may sting but if there is anything in your body that is detectable, then it will show up in the results. Not only do these needles work to put liquid in, but when I flip this switch," She pointed to a switch, "I will be able to see what the reactions of the liquid is. I expect to get the results of the cold virus form you but you never know. Ok, here we go." Bulma pushed a button and liquid went from metal tubes down into the Saiyan's arms. The flinched a little once it reached. "Ok, it will take a lot of liquid to reach all around your body so we may be here for a while."
Vejita created fists with his hands. "Woman, get this crap out of me."
Bulma laughed. Being sick made Vejita act like a child. He was so cute. "Vejita, this will help you in the end."
Chi-Chi watched Goku. He still had his eyes closed so he didn't have to see the needle in his skin. She felt so sorry for him. She looked to Gohan. He didn't seem to mind any of it. "My poor Goku and Gohan."
Videl placed her hand on her mother-in-law's shoulder. It was twice as hard for her to be going through this. Her husband and son were sick, while just her husband was sick. "I hope they only have a cold."
Chi-Chi put her hand on Videl's. "Let's hope for the best."
~*~*~
Usagi sat in the back of the room. She listened to the kids in her class laughing and talking. She knew that Mr. Koch was angry with them. He had told them over and over again to shut up, but no one listened. They had been more disrespectful to him after what Usagi had done earlier that day. She found herself laughing most of that day. She finally showed him what she was made of and she was proud of herself for that too. She turned around to look at the clock, which read 2:50. She turned back around. 'Ten minutes until I can leave. Wait.' Usagi groaned. 'I have to talk to Mr. Koch after school. Well he is just going to have to realize that I have somewhere I need to be.' Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Mr. Koch walking to the front of the class.
"Everyone, Sit down, and SHUT UP!" He watched as all of the kids scurried around to their chairs and sat down. No one said a word. They could tell by his voice that he meant it. He looked around at everyone. "If you ever are this rude again, I will send you ALL down to the office. Do you understand!?" No one said anything. He knew he was scaring them but he didn't care. At least he had their attention. "I don't want to hear a peep out of any of you for the next ten minutes. If I do, then I will hold the whole class later then 3:00. I'm tired of you. Just because Usagi had to be stupid today, doesn't give you the right to do the same."
Usagi could feel herself becoming angry. She stood up with a force. He chair flew out from behind her and fell to the ground with a big thud. "I'm not stupid! Stop calling me stupid. I'm tired of it and I don't deserve it. If you don't stop I will be forced to take action. I will get my daddy in here." She knew that wasn't possible at them moment. "And if I can't get him, I'll get my big brother Goten to talk to you." She knew she wouldn't have any luck if Gohan came in. He was too much like her mother. He would probably end up siding with Mr. Koch. Goten hated teachers and would do anything that Usagi wanted him to.
Mr. Koch laughed. "And how old is your brother?" He wasn't afraid of a teenager.
Usagi smiled. "39." He was 33 when she was born.
Mr. Koch frowned. "Don't lie. Your brother is not 39."
"I'm not lying." Usagi picked up her chair and sat down. She raised her hands and put them over her ears. She didn't want to listen to anything else that he had to say to her. She could kind of hear him talking but couldn't exactly make out what he was saying. "I'm not listening."
Mr. Koch stopped talking and looked up at the clock. "It's close enough to 3:00. Just leave, all of you. Except Usagi." He glared back at Usagi, who was furiously waving her tail behind her. She did this whenever she was angry. He was too angry to deal with the rest of the students at the time. He looked around at them. They were still sitting in their seats. "JUST LEAVE!"
The kids bolted out of their seats and ran for the door. They had never seen their teacher so angry before. Minako and Makoto just stared at each other. They didn't know what to do. They couldn't just leave Usagi there with him. He was crazy. Mr. Koch walked up to the girls. They were the only ones still sitting in their chairs. He put his hands on the table and leaned his head down. "You guys need to leave."
Makoto grabbed her bag and stood up. "No! I have sat here all-day and watched you bet up on Usagi. It's not going to happen." She looked him in the eye.
Minako also stood up. "Makoto, we can't do this." She looked over to Usagi. She still had her hands over here ears.
Mr. Koch grabbed Minako and Makoto by the arms. "You two are leaving now." He pulled them to the door and kicked them out. He locked the door from the inside as they pounded on it to let them in. He walked back to Usagi. "Your parents have real problem on their hands." He grabbed Usagi by the wrists and pulled them down.
She turned around and glared at him. "Well what do you want."
Mr. Koch could see that something was wrong. This was not at all like Usagi. He sat on a table and crossed his arms. "We have to talk about your behavior. It's bad enough that you have decided to talk to me the way you have today, but it's even worse that you do it in front of your classmates. Now they think that they can talk to me the way you do."
Usagi never looked away. She wasn't afraid to look him in the eye. "So what. How long is this going to take? I have somewhere important that I have to be at."
"Ok, I'm just going to cut to the point. You are in MAJOR trouble. You have barked up the wrong tree and gotten yourself in deep. Too deep to get out. You can't even apologize at this point. You are getting a referral and tomorrow morning, you, the school counselor, and I have a meeting."
Usagi snorted. "Is that all?"
"What's wrong Usagi. I know you aren't just upset about me. Something else is bothering you."
"I have to go. I need to see if daddy is ok." She walked past Mr. Koch and walked out of the room altogether.
'Her father? Maybe that's what she is upset about.' Mr. Koch thought to himself.
~*~*~
She sighed. "It's great to get out of there." Usagi rolled her tail up under her skirt as she passed the school janitor.
The janitor turned around to look at Usagi. "That's one of the girls who was with that Saiyan yesterday." He looked down to her feet, then around her waist where Saiyans usually keep their tales. "No tail. I told Tarupa that she couldn't be a Saiyan. She has golden hair. They must HAVE adopted. I guess we can move on then."
(Ok, that's it for this part. What do you think? Was it good, or bad? Please review. Thank you ^_^)