The next day…
Usagi flew to her school at and amazingly slow speed the next morning. She dreaded what the school day would bring. It was Friday. Two things were happening. One, her big major spelling test that she had neglected to study for in the past few days for obvious reasons, and two, she had her little meeting that she was to be at when she arrived at school. She was going slowly on purpose. She didn't feel like getting there in a big rush. There was no reason too.
Today, Usagi would hold her temper in. Whenever she felt the urge to say something, she would bite her tongue. That way, she would tending to her hurt tongue instead of arguing with her teacher. Although he deserved what he got the day before, her father was right, she couldn't make yelling at him a habit. Earlier, before Usagi left the house, her mother told her that it wasn't the students' place to tell the teacher when he is wrong, but it is the parents. Usagi took this as a warning from her mother. She could tell by the look in her face that she was not joking and she needed to take her seriously. She had been in a better mood today anyways. When she had gotten up, her father was up and walking around. He seemed to be feeling a little bit better.
Usagi started to think about her dream as she neared the school. She didn't have a clue what it meant or why she even dreamt it. She had never seen that girl before, or anyone who looked like her. Of course, she couldn't make out her face when she turned around, but she had never seen anyone control fire like she had either. Usagi would tell her father about her dream later. When her mother was not around to freak out about it. Her mother seemed to do that a lot.
When she had the school in her full vision, she slowly lowered herself to the parking lot where there was no activity of cars or people. Usagi hated to land around people. They always had questions for her about flying that she just didn't want to answer. She slowly made her way to the main office as she looked at all of the kids around her. She spotted Haruka and Michiru talking to a group of their friends. They were talking to a boy who looked rather strong for his age. Like he had been working out for a while. He had short black hair and looked to be their age. 'Strange, I've never seen him before. I wonder who he is.' She quickly shrugged off her curiosity and continued to walk forward. When she reached a pair of doors she took a deep breath. "Here goes nothin." She whispered to herself. She placed her hand on one of the handles and opened the door.
~*~*~
Usagi was now at the main office. There were adults of all status running around the place. They were all yelling back and fourth to each other to do various activities. Usagi found this interesting. It was just like the playground outside. Only instead of kids, there were adults. She walked up to the main desk and rested her arms on it. She looked at the secretary who was currently on the phone. She was glad to wait. She had all the time in the world. Anything to prolong this so-called meeting that she was supposed to be at. She had over heard some older kids talking near the beginning of the year. These "meetings" that they like to call them, are just a place to bash kids over the head with. They were set up to gang up on kids and basically mold them to their liking. She looked up as the another secretary walked to the front desk.
"Can I help you?"
"Umm…Where is the counselor's office? I was supposed to meet my teacher in there."
The secretary raised her eyebrow a bit. "Are you Son Usagi?" Usagi nodded. The secretary smiled. "Oh yes, Usagi. We heard all about you. Right down that hall there." She pointed to a hallway behind her. "Your teacher is awaiting your arrival."
Usagi was a bit confused. She thought that this was supposed to be a confidential type situation. Mr. Koch was not supposed to tell anyone else about what happened. "Thank you." She said shyly. Soon after she walked down the hallway, she found the room she was looking for. She opened the door and walked in.
~*~*~
Usagi sat down in a chair across from her teacher. To her left, sat the counselor at her desk. She smiled to make sure she didn't think she was just a rude little girl with no manners what so ever. Not only did that reflect poorly on her, but on her upbringing as well. "Good morning."
Mr. Koch just glared at Usagi while she smiled at the counselor. He knew her true colors. He knew what a vicious little terror she could be. Or so he thought. He really knows nothing about her. He doesn't know who she is. He doesn't know what she's been through in her short life. He's just creating more trauma in her life then there needs to be. Shame on you "Hello Usagi." He looked to the counselor. "Let's get this started Mrs. Lariviera. I want to get to my class as soon as possible."
"As you wish." She turned to Usagi who was currently looking at all of her credentials. "Usagi," She put her hands together on her desk as Usagi looked at her. "As I am reading over your referral you received from your teacher yesterday, I am appalled. I would not expect this from you. I know you had that little incident last year with those two girls, but that was not exactly entirely your fault. Now, I also see that this is not the first time you have been sent to the office from this teacher, am I right?"
Usagi stared down at the ground. "Yes."
The counselor flipped through the pages of Usagi's file again and sighed. She had never seen a student her age with such a record. "Usagi, yesterday, your teacher heard you say something about seeing if your father was ok. Would you like to explain to us what you meant by that?"
Usagi wasn't sure if she felt comfortable telling them what was going on. It really wasn't any of their business. "You wouldn't understand."
Mr. Koch and the counselor exchanged expressions with each other and looked back to Usagi. Mr. Koch knew something was bothering her. "Usagi, tell us now. If something bad is going on at home, you need to tell us now. I know how your mother gets. Is she beating you and your father?"
Usagi was shocked that her teacher would think such a thing of her mother. She was even more shocked that he thought that her father would let her mother beat on him. "No! It's just, my daddy is sick right now. And you see, he hasn't gotten sick ever."
Mr. Koch and the counselor were a little bit confused. "Never gotten sick? Is that possible?"
"It is if you're a Saiyan. Saiyans don't get sick. We have a good immune system or what ever. Now daddy, Gohan, and Vejita are all sick and no one knows why. Bulma…"
The counselor was still lost. "Bulma, the CEO of Capsule Corp.?" Usagi nodded. "And these other two you speak of who are sick, are they Saiyans too?"
"Yes." Usagi watched as the woman in front of her wrote some notes down.
"How many of you Saiyans are there?"
Usagi didn't know what she was trying to get at. What did the amount of Saiyans on earth have to do with what she had done the previous day. "Well, there's me, daddy, Gohan, Goten, Vejita, Trunks, Bra, and Pan. Anyways, Bulma did some sort of test on daddy and Gohan and Vejita. It said that there was nothing wrong with them."
After listening to that, Mr. Koch felt a little sorry for Usagi. He felt sorry that he had been such a jerk to her the day before. You better be He stood up. "Is this why you acted so out of line yesterday? Because you were upset about this?" Usagi nodded. "Well, because you seem so upset about this, I'm going to let you off with a strict warning. If it ever happens again, you will have to pay for it double. Now get out of here and get to class."
Usagi hoped that she had just heard I'm right. "Really? You mean I'm not going to be in trouble or anything?
"No, now get! Before I change my mind." He smiled as he watched her scamper out of the room. He looked over to the counselor. "I think I've got her right where I want her. She won't act up any more now that I have been nice to her."
~*~*~
1 hour before Usagi's school gets out….
Usagi had just finished her big test and was now looking it over. She tried to write more neatly so her teacher wouldn't have a fit when she turned it in. She was also looking it over for spelling errors. She didn't seem to see any so she placed it face down on top of her desk as she was told to before the test had even taken place. She put her hands together on top of her desk and looked around to the rest of the class. Nearly everyone else had already finished and were talking about various things that were going on in their lives.
She looked to Minako. She, too, was already finished. She leaned over to her. "How do you think you did?"
Minako looked at Usagi. They weren't supposed to be talking and risked getting their tests ripped up if they did. "Usagi, this isn't the time to talk. Mr. Koch will yell at us if he sees us." She looked up to her teacher who just happened to be starring right at them. He just stood there and did nothing. "Why isn't he coming over here?"
Makoto put her paper face down. She had just finished. She looked at her friends and then what they were looking at. "Is he starring at us?"
Usagi fell out of her chair because she was leaning so far. She rubbed her head as she sat on the ground. "Oww…" The class giggled when they saw what had happened. She stood up and picked her chair up and then began to laugh too. "That was fun. I want to do it again." She really didn't appreciate being laughed at but she learned not to take it personally. The kids at her school would laugh at almost anything.
"Alright class. Enough laughing. Back to your tests. You only have about five minutes to finish." Mr. Koch decided not to bother with scolding Usagi and her friends. He was tired of fighting with them to shut up.
Usagi sat back in her chair. "After school, I have something I want to tell you guys."
"Why don't you tell us now?" Makoto hated it when Usagi made them wait.
"No. I don't want everyone else to hear." Usagi looked around to the class. Some nosy students were already listening as they spoke.
"Fine." Makoto didn't have a clue about what it could be. She had already told them about her father and brother and how Bulma couldn't find anything wrong with them. Usagi had told everything there was to tell about the day before. It was a tired subject.
~*~*~
After school, Usagi was one of the firsts out of the class. As she always was. She always tired to run out the door before Mr. Koch had a chance to talk to her. She waited outside for Minako and Makoto. They usually didn't rush out the door. They had never had a reason to. She smiled when she saw them walking out. "Hey guys over here." She said as she waved her hand in the air so she could be seen.
Minako and Makoto saw Usagi's hand and quickly pushed through the group of kids that blocked them from being able to freely walk to her. Makoto pushed the most. She used a lot of force. The older kids were rude. They would see them walking but didn't move out of the way. "Gees, these guys have not maaaneers." She said as she pushed another kid aside.
Minako looked behind her. The kid glared at them. She glared back. She didn't take crap from other people, where Usagi did a lot. She looked forward again and could clearly see Usagi. She stood waiting for them. "There she is Makoto."
Makoto ran to her once she could. "How does she get out here this fast?"
Minako shrugged and ran forward. "She's a fast runner."
Makoto laughed. "I guess so." They stopped when they finally reached her. "So, Usagi, I'm dying to know what you wanted to tell us." Usagi grinned. Now Usagi was in a playful mood. Makoto knew it was going to be hard to get it out of her now. "Come on Usagi, just tell us."
Minako laughed. Makoto hated to wait for things. "Usagi, she is going to have a cow if you don't say anything."
Usagi smiled and turned around. "Maybe later." She started to walk away, playfully waving her tail behind her as she went.
Makoto stomped her feet. "Come on Usagi. This isn't fair. I want to know." She ran up and walked along side Usagi. She looked at her face. She was still smiling. Usagi knew that she hated it when she did this. That's why she did it. "Usagi, you wouldn't do this if…" She was cut off by running into something hard. "What the…" She looked up. "What are you doing here?" Minako ran up to the two. She was originally going watched Makoto try to drive out the words from Usagi, she didn't like to get involved in those things. It usually ended in a spar.
Usagi stared in disbelief at the person who stood in front of her. "Daddy!" She ran up to her father and hugged him. She lifted her head to look up at his face. "What ARE you doing here? I thought you were sick."
Goku smiled. "Well, I woke up after a nap today, and I felt great. I'm not sick anymore. I don't know why though. Your brother seems to be doing better. Vejita seems to be doing better too."
Usagi was REALLY confused now. 'What's going on. First he's sick, and now he's totally better.' "This is too confusing daddy."
Makoto still hadn't forgotten about Usagi's little secret. She pulled Usagi away from her father and placed her hands on her shoulders and began to shake her. "Usagi, tell me now!"
Minako, too, wanted to know what Usagi had to say. She was also getting excited. "Usagi, just tell us please."
Usagi smiled. "Fine, fine, fine." She though about how she wanted to put this. "Well, last night I had this really, really weird dream about a girl I have never met. She was controlling this fire with words. It was kind of cool. But then the fire got out of hand and we had to run."
Makoto had never heard of a girl who could control fire before. "Well, did you see her face when she turned around to run?"
Usagi shook her head. "Nope. That's when I woke up. But it was weird, right before it grew, there was a picture in the fire. But I couldn't make it out."
Minako couldn't think of anything that she had ever heard before that could connect to the dream. "That really is weird. What do you think Goku?" The girls all turned back around to Goku.
"I don't know. I've never heard of a dream like that before. Usagi, did you go anywhere in the past few days that had something to do with fire or anything like that? Or maybe you saw something on TV."
Usagi shook her head again. "No, I haven't watched TV lately. And I didn't go anywhere with a fire. It's really confusing."
"I'll say. With this, you acting up in class yesterday, your dad getting sick and then getting better again, I'll say this is the weirdest week we have ever had." Makoto shifted the weight of her book bag on her shoulders.
Goku didn't want to waste time thinking about this right now. "So, are you guys ready to train for today? You still have about a week and a half before the Budaki Tournament and we can't waste any time. It's on the Wednesday of, not next week, but the week after that."
Usagi was a little startled by her father's question. "Train? But you just got over being sick. And we're still doing the tournament?"
"First of all, I don't feel sick. I can train with you guys today. And second, I really want you guys to experience the tournament. We will leave for it on Tuesday night. You will have to miss a couple days of school for it."
"We don't have our cloths to train for today though." If Minako came home with her uniform all dirty, she would be grounded for sure
Usagi had a way around that little problem. There had been something that she wanted her father to teach them for a while. She turned to her father. "Daddy, can you teach us your teleporting trick?"
"You want to learn how to teleport? That will be hard work. It took me a long time to learn."
Usagi smiled. He didn't say 'no'. That was a good sign that he would be willing to teach them. "We don't care, do we?" She turned around to Minako and Makoto.
Makoto had always wanted to learn it. She had seen him do it a couple of times. She thought it would be fun to teleport. "No, I don't mind." She turned to Minako who didn't seem to be protesting the idea. "Nope, we don't mind at all."
Usagi turned back to her father. "So can you teach us? Can you, can you, can you? Huh, huh, huh?"
Goku laughed at his daughter. Sometimes she really cracked him up. "Yes, I'll teach you. But you probably won't learn it right away. And it takes a lot of hard work and concentration. Can you do that?" The girls all nodded in unison. They were excited. "Ok. Shall we go then?"
"Yep!" They all shouted at the same time.
"Alright then, let's shove off."
~*~*~
"Kiro, the Saiyans seem to be overpowering everything we do. We had them down for a while, but they came back and now they seem to be fine."
Kiro sat across from three of his colleagues. "Well, they could prove to be a bigger problem then we had hoped that they would. They are Saiyans, after all. They are always big problems. But we can not let them get us down. We will prevail."
"What did you have in mind Kiro?" A man in white came out from the shadows.
Kiro smiled. "Taku, I didn't know that you were here. I thought you were still tending to the business of one of the Saiyans."
The man named Taku had a plan. It would mean the death of him and his friends but it was worth it. "I say we stop playing games and do this for real. We must stop the Saiyans before they strike again."
"I see your point." Kiro turned to Para, another one of his kind. "Para, where are Okori and Tarupa?"
"They just tied up some loose strings. It seems that that one Saiyan had only adopted a daughter. None of the three girls proved to be Saiyan. They are now proceeding with operations."
Kiro smiled. "Excellent. They will return in what, about two, maybe three days at the most? We will start when they return."
~*~*~
Bulma sat in her lab staring at a computer screen. She was looking over the formula of her test that she had done on Goku, Gohan, and Vejita the day before. She figured that she had done something wrong and needed to find out. Although something strange had happened. Overnight, Vejita returned to normal. He wasn't dizzy, he didn't have a headache, nor did he have a stuffed up nose. It was strange. Maybe it was a twenty-four hour type bug. But that didn't explain the test results. They had still gotten sick, and they were clearly sick when the results were made. She noticed something on the screen and moved in to get a better look at it. "What is that? That wasn't there before." The ringing of her phone interrupted her. She looked away from the screen and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, mom?"
"Trunks? Is that you? What's wrong with your voice?" 'Oh god, no.'
Trunks pulled the phone away from his mouth so he could cough. "Well, I seem to have gotten sick for some reason."
Bulma didn't want to hear that. She was hoping that it would miss him. That whatever was attacking the rest of her friends had skipped over her children. "What? When did this happen Trunks?"
"I realized I was sick this morning, when I woke up. Mom, why am I sick. I have never gotten sick before." Trunks could feel a sneeze coming on.
"I don't know Trunks." Bulma put her head in her hands. "Your father, Goku, and Gohan are also sick. Well, actually, your father isn't sick anymore. I don't know about Goku or Gohan. I haven't talked to them since yesterday." Bulma turned back to her computer to look for the unknown bit of information that had made it's way into the rest of the formula. She couldn't find it again though.
"What? What are you doing about it?"
"I don't know. I tested them yesterday to see what was wrong with them. But when I did, the results said that they were perfectly normal. It's probably a waste of time to test you. You probably have the same thing as them." Bulma scrolled up and down her whole formula but couldn't find a trace of anything abnormal in it.
"What? Oh my god. What the hell is going on?" Trunks had never heard of anything like this. He hadn't heard anything about it over the news about anyone getting deathly sick either and he was sure his mother hadn't either.
Bulma sighed. She wished she knew. "I don't know. I'm trying like hell to find out what's going on with you guys. Have you heard from your sister about her being sick yet?"
"No."
The whole situation was distressing Bulma. "That's good. Well, if she calls, tell me ok? I have to go. Take care of yourself Trunks."
"Alright mother. Good bye." Trunks hung up the phone. He went to go sit down. He was quite light headed.
Bulma looked and looked through all the files regarding any information about her husband and the others. She thought that there might be some clues in them. Strange things popped up in one document, she guessed that they would pop up in another. She hoped they would. "This is great. Just great."
~*~*~
Usagi sat on the ground with her legs crossed as she watched her father try to teach Makoto how to do his teleportation technique. Minako sat beside her. He was just about to demonstrate to her how to do it. Usagi leaned her head back and looked up at the sky. A flock of birds flew over her head. "I hope daddy doesn't get sick again."
Minako pulled grass out of the ground and put in on her leg. She wanted to see how much grass it would take to cover her leg. "I don't think he will."
Usagi brought her head back down and watched what Minako was doing. "I hope you're right. I think I'd go nuts if he did. I almost went nuts yesterday."
Minako soon grew tired of putting grass on her leg and brushed it off. "Yeah, you nearly got yourself suspended yesterday. You are so lucky that Mr. Koch let you off as easily as he did."
Usagi didn't reply. She just watched her father as he talked to Makoto. "I can't wait until the tournament."
Minako smiled. "Me too. It's going to be fun. We finally get to show people what we can do. I heard that Haruka and Michiru and their new friend were all going to enter."
Usagi looked to her friend. "You mean that boy?" Minako nodded. "He looks like he's kind of strong. But I don't know. I think I can take him." She looked back to Makoto. She was about to try to teleport. "Look, Makoto is going to try it." Usagi watched as Makoto put her fingers to her forehead. She barely faded and then fell to the ground. Usagi stood up. "What happened?!"
Goku looked back to his daughter. He overheard her yelling. "It takes a lot of energy to do something like this. That's why I say, it will take a while for you guys to learn it." Goku helped Makoto up. "Are you done?"
Makoto looked up at Goku and nodded. "That does take a lot of energy. I didn't even do anything and I'm worn out."
Goku looked over to the two blondes. "Who's next?"
Usagi stepped forward. "Me!" She smiled as she ran to her father. "What do I do?" She said very excitedly. She started to saw back and fourth.
Goku laughed. "Well, first, you need to calm yourself down."
Usagi stopped moving and giggled. "Oops. Sorry daddy."
"Don't apologize. It's a good thing that you have so much energy. Just not when you are doing something like this. It takes a lot of concentration, like a said earlier." Usagi nodded. "Ok, well, it's kind of like flying. Only you use more energy and you use it a lot faster. Now, what you do, is you concentrate on someone else's energy. What I want you to do is concentrate on Minako, or Makoto's energy, ok?" Usagi nodded and complied with what he wanted her to do. She concentrated on Minako's energy. Makoto's was currently too low to work with. "Ok, now, concentrate your own energy over to theirs. And try to do this fast too."
Usagi did as she was told. She could feel her energy moving, very slowly. She began to feel weak. Kind of like she had when she passed out the first time she learned how to fly and used her energy for blasts. She immediately stopped what she was doing and dropped to the ground. She had just done what Makoto had done. "I can't do it. It's too hard."
Goku picked Usagi up and set her on her feet. Usagi nearly fell again so he just picked her up and held her in his arms. "You used more energy than Makoto. The reason why you are so weak is because you used so much energy, and because you did the energy transfer so slow. The faster you do it, the less energy you have to do. That's basically all you need to know about it." He walked over to where Makoto and Minako were sitting and sat Usagi down by them. "Come on Minako, let's get you started." He turned back to the others. "After this, we will get you guys home. You guys pretty much used up all of your energy for today."
~*~*~
Goku carried Usagi as her flew home. She was still too weak to fly on her own. He looked down at her. She had her eyes closed. She looked so sweet. Kind of like the day her brought her home from the hospital. All curled up in his arms. He had gotten really scared when he got sick. He didn't want to not be there for Usagi. He didn't want to put another one of his children through their life without him. He didn't want to miss out on seeing her grow like he had Goten and Gohan.
Usagi opened her eyes and yawned. "Are we almost home yet?" She looked over the edge of his arms and saw her house.
Goku nodded. "We're here actually." He landed in front of the door. "Do you think that you will be able to walk on your own?"
Usagi shrugged her shoulders. "Dunno."
Goku set his daughter on the ground on her feet. She swayed a bit but was pretty much able to stand on her own. "Good to see you've gain some of your energy back." Usagi put her arm around her father's waist as he opened the door. She used him as a brace. Her legs still felt like putty underneath her body.
Chi-Chi sat in the family room, reading a magazine. She looked up when she saw her husband and daughter walk in the door. She smiled. "You two are home early. Dinner isn't ready. I wasn't expecting you." She looked to Usagi. "So, what punishment did you get?"
Usagi smiled. "Nothing. I got a warning."
"What? After what you pulled?" Chi-Chi didn't want to get into it right now with her daughter. She had something else on her mind. Something that was really bothering her. She looked up at her husband. "I called Gohan today. He's doing much better, like you."
Goku smiled. "That's good news."
Chi-Chi's expression changed. "Well, that's only half of what I have to say. It seems as though Goten has become sick now. Goku, this is scaring me. The only ones left to get sick are Usagi and Pan. You, Goten, and Gohan have all gotten sick now. Honestly, I don't know what's going on."
Chi-Chi wasn't the only one who was worried. Goku too feared for his family's well being. He looked down at Usagi. She was walking towards her mother. 'I swear, if she gets sick…'
Usagi climbed up on her mother, who was now crying. "Don't worry mommy. It will be ok."
Chi-Chi hugged her daughter. "Thank you Usagi." She didn't know if it would be ok though. Everyone that was important to her was getting sick.
(K! That's it for this part. What do you think? Good or bad? Please review. Thank ya! ^_^)
Usagi flew to her school at and amazingly slow speed the next morning. She dreaded what the school day would bring. It was Friday. Two things were happening. One, her big major spelling test that she had neglected to study for in the past few days for obvious reasons, and two, she had her little meeting that she was to be at when she arrived at school. She was going slowly on purpose. She didn't feel like getting there in a big rush. There was no reason too.
Today, Usagi would hold her temper in. Whenever she felt the urge to say something, she would bite her tongue. That way, she would tending to her hurt tongue instead of arguing with her teacher. Although he deserved what he got the day before, her father was right, she couldn't make yelling at him a habit. Earlier, before Usagi left the house, her mother told her that it wasn't the students' place to tell the teacher when he is wrong, but it is the parents. Usagi took this as a warning from her mother. She could tell by the look in her face that she was not joking and she needed to take her seriously. She had been in a better mood today anyways. When she had gotten up, her father was up and walking around. He seemed to be feeling a little bit better.
Usagi started to think about her dream as she neared the school. She didn't have a clue what it meant or why she even dreamt it. She had never seen that girl before, or anyone who looked like her. Of course, she couldn't make out her face when she turned around, but she had never seen anyone control fire like she had either. Usagi would tell her father about her dream later. When her mother was not around to freak out about it. Her mother seemed to do that a lot.
When she had the school in her full vision, she slowly lowered herself to the parking lot where there was no activity of cars or people. Usagi hated to land around people. They always had questions for her about flying that she just didn't want to answer. She slowly made her way to the main office as she looked at all of the kids around her. She spotted Haruka and Michiru talking to a group of their friends. They were talking to a boy who looked rather strong for his age. Like he had been working out for a while. He had short black hair and looked to be their age. 'Strange, I've never seen him before. I wonder who he is.' She quickly shrugged off her curiosity and continued to walk forward. When she reached a pair of doors she took a deep breath. "Here goes nothin." She whispered to herself. She placed her hand on one of the handles and opened the door.
~*~*~
Usagi was now at the main office. There were adults of all status running around the place. They were all yelling back and fourth to each other to do various activities. Usagi found this interesting. It was just like the playground outside. Only instead of kids, there were adults. She walked up to the main desk and rested her arms on it. She looked at the secretary who was currently on the phone. She was glad to wait. She had all the time in the world. Anything to prolong this so-called meeting that she was supposed to be at. She had over heard some older kids talking near the beginning of the year. These "meetings" that they like to call them, are just a place to bash kids over the head with. They were set up to gang up on kids and basically mold them to their liking. She looked up as the another secretary walked to the front desk.
"Can I help you?"
"Umm…Where is the counselor's office? I was supposed to meet my teacher in there."
The secretary raised her eyebrow a bit. "Are you Son Usagi?" Usagi nodded. The secretary smiled. "Oh yes, Usagi. We heard all about you. Right down that hall there." She pointed to a hallway behind her. "Your teacher is awaiting your arrival."
Usagi was a bit confused. She thought that this was supposed to be a confidential type situation. Mr. Koch was not supposed to tell anyone else about what happened. "Thank you." She said shyly. Soon after she walked down the hallway, she found the room she was looking for. She opened the door and walked in.
~*~*~
Usagi sat down in a chair across from her teacher. To her left, sat the counselor at her desk. She smiled to make sure she didn't think she was just a rude little girl with no manners what so ever. Not only did that reflect poorly on her, but on her upbringing as well. "Good morning."
Mr. Koch just glared at Usagi while she smiled at the counselor. He knew her true colors. He knew what a vicious little terror she could be. Or so he thought. He really knows nothing about her. He doesn't know who she is. He doesn't know what she's been through in her short life. He's just creating more trauma in her life then there needs to be. Shame on you "Hello Usagi." He looked to the counselor. "Let's get this started Mrs. Lariviera. I want to get to my class as soon as possible."
"As you wish." She turned to Usagi who was currently looking at all of her credentials. "Usagi," She put her hands together on her desk as Usagi looked at her. "As I am reading over your referral you received from your teacher yesterday, I am appalled. I would not expect this from you. I know you had that little incident last year with those two girls, but that was not exactly entirely your fault. Now, I also see that this is not the first time you have been sent to the office from this teacher, am I right?"
Usagi stared down at the ground. "Yes."
The counselor flipped through the pages of Usagi's file again and sighed. She had never seen a student her age with such a record. "Usagi, yesterday, your teacher heard you say something about seeing if your father was ok. Would you like to explain to us what you meant by that?"
Usagi wasn't sure if she felt comfortable telling them what was going on. It really wasn't any of their business. "You wouldn't understand."
Mr. Koch and the counselor exchanged expressions with each other and looked back to Usagi. Mr. Koch knew something was bothering her. "Usagi, tell us now. If something bad is going on at home, you need to tell us now. I know how your mother gets. Is she beating you and your father?"
Usagi was shocked that her teacher would think such a thing of her mother. She was even more shocked that he thought that her father would let her mother beat on him. "No! It's just, my daddy is sick right now. And you see, he hasn't gotten sick ever."
Mr. Koch and the counselor were a little bit confused. "Never gotten sick? Is that possible?"
"It is if you're a Saiyan. Saiyans don't get sick. We have a good immune system or what ever. Now daddy, Gohan, and Vejita are all sick and no one knows why. Bulma…"
The counselor was still lost. "Bulma, the CEO of Capsule Corp.?" Usagi nodded. "And these other two you speak of who are sick, are they Saiyans too?"
"Yes." Usagi watched as the woman in front of her wrote some notes down.
"How many of you Saiyans are there?"
Usagi didn't know what she was trying to get at. What did the amount of Saiyans on earth have to do with what she had done the previous day. "Well, there's me, daddy, Gohan, Goten, Vejita, Trunks, Bra, and Pan. Anyways, Bulma did some sort of test on daddy and Gohan and Vejita. It said that there was nothing wrong with them."
After listening to that, Mr. Koch felt a little sorry for Usagi. He felt sorry that he had been such a jerk to her the day before. You better be He stood up. "Is this why you acted so out of line yesterday? Because you were upset about this?" Usagi nodded. "Well, because you seem so upset about this, I'm going to let you off with a strict warning. If it ever happens again, you will have to pay for it double. Now get out of here and get to class."
Usagi hoped that she had just heard I'm right. "Really? You mean I'm not going to be in trouble or anything?
"No, now get! Before I change my mind." He smiled as he watched her scamper out of the room. He looked over to the counselor. "I think I've got her right where I want her. She won't act up any more now that I have been nice to her."
~*~*~
1 hour before Usagi's school gets out….
Usagi had just finished her big test and was now looking it over. She tried to write more neatly so her teacher wouldn't have a fit when she turned it in. She was also looking it over for spelling errors. She didn't seem to see any so she placed it face down on top of her desk as she was told to before the test had even taken place. She put her hands together on top of her desk and looked around to the rest of the class. Nearly everyone else had already finished and were talking about various things that were going on in their lives.
She looked to Minako. She, too, was already finished. She leaned over to her. "How do you think you did?"
Minako looked at Usagi. They weren't supposed to be talking and risked getting their tests ripped up if they did. "Usagi, this isn't the time to talk. Mr. Koch will yell at us if he sees us." She looked up to her teacher who just happened to be starring right at them. He just stood there and did nothing. "Why isn't he coming over here?"
Makoto put her paper face down. She had just finished. She looked at her friends and then what they were looking at. "Is he starring at us?"
Usagi fell out of her chair because she was leaning so far. She rubbed her head as she sat on the ground. "Oww…" The class giggled when they saw what had happened. She stood up and picked her chair up and then began to laugh too. "That was fun. I want to do it again." She really didn't appreciate being laughed at but she learned not to take it personally. The kids at her school would laugh at almost anything.
"Alright class. Enough laughing. Back to your tests. You only have about five minutes to finish." Mr. Koch decided not to bother with scolding Usagi and her friends. He was tired of fighting with them to shut up.
Usagi sat back in her chair. "After school, I have something I want to tell you guys."
"Why don't you tell us now?" Makoto hated it when Usagi made them wait.
"No. I don't want everyone else to hear." Usagi looked around to the class. Some nosy students were already listening as they spoke.
"Fine." Makoto didn't have a clue about what it could be. She had already told them about her father and brother and how Bulma couldn't find anything wrong with them. Usagi had told everything there was to tell about the day before. It was a tired subject.
~*~*~
After school, Usagi was one of the firsts out of the class. As she always was. She always tired to run out the door before Mr. Koch had a chance to talk to her. She waited outside for Minako and Makoto. They usually didn't rush out the door. They had never had a reason to. She smiled when she saw them walking out. "Hey guys over here." She said as she waved her hand in the air so she could be seen.
Minako and Makoto saw Usagi's hand and quickly pushed through the group of kids that blocked them from being able to freely walk to her. Makoto pushed the most. She used a lot of force. The older kids were rude. They would see them walking but didn't move out of the way. "Gees, these guys have not maaaneers." She said as she pushed another kid aside.
Minako looked behind her. The kid glared at them. She glared back. She didn't take crap from other people, where Usagi did a lot. She looked forward again and could clearly see Usagi. She stood waiting for them. "There she is Makoto."
Makoto ran to her once she could. "How does she get out here this fast?"
Minako shrugged and ran forward. "She's a fast runner."
Makoto laughed. "I guess so." They stopped when they finally reached her. "So, Usagi, I'm dying to know what you wanted to tell us." Usagi grinned. Now Usagi was in a playful mood. Makoto knew it was going to be hard to get it out of her now. "Come on Usagi, just tell us."
Minako laughed. Makoto hated to wait for things. "Usagi, she is going to have a cow if you don't say anything."
Usagi smiled and turned around. "Maybe later." She started to walk away, playfully waving her tail behind her as she went.
Makoto stomped her feet. "Come on Usagi. This isn't fair. I want to know." She ran up and walked along side Usagi. She looked at her face. She was still smiling. Usagi knew that she hated it when she did this. That's why she did it. "Usagi, you wouldn't do this if…" She was cut off by running into something hard. "What the…" She looked up. "What are you doing here?" Minako ran up to the two. She was originally going watched Makoto try to drive out the words from Usagi, she didn't like to get involved in those things. It usually ended in a spar.
Usagi stared in disbelief at the person who stood in front of her. "Daddy!" She ran up to her father and hugged him. She lifted her head to look up at his face. "What ARE you doing here? I thought you were sick."
Goku smiled. "Well, I woke up after a nap today, and I felt great. I'm not sick anymore. I don't know why though. Your brother seems to be doing better. Vejita seems to be doing better too."
Usagi was REALLY confused now. 'What's going on. First he's sick, and now he's totally better.' "This is too confusing daddy."
Makoto still hadn't forgotten about Usagi's little secret. She pulled Usagi away from her father and placed her hands on her shoulders and began to shake her. "Usagi, tell me now!"
Minako, too, wanted to know what Usagi had to say. She was also getting excited. "Usagi, just tell us please."
Usagi smiled. "Fine, fine, fine." She though about how she wanted to put this. "Well, last night I had this really, really weird dream about a girl I have never met. She was controlling this fire with words. It was kind of cool. But then the fire got out of hand and we had to run."
Makoto had never heard of a girl who could control fire before. "Well, did you see her face when she turned around to run?"
Usagi shook her head. "Nope. That's when I woke up. But it was weird, right before it grew, there was a picture in the fire. But I couldn't make it out."
Minako couldn't think of anything that she had ever heard before that could connect to the dream. "That really is weird. What do you think Goku?" The girls all turned back around to Goku.
"I don't know. I've never heard of a dream like that before. Usagi, did you go anywhere in the past few days that had something to do with fire or anything like that? Or maybe you saw something on TV."
Usagi shook her head again. "No, I haven't watched TV lately. And I didn't go anywhere with a fire. It's really confusing."
"I'll say. With this, you acting up in class yesterday, your dad getting sick and then getting better again, I'll say this is the weirdest week we have ever had." Makoto shifted the weight of her book bag on her shoulders.
Goku didn't want to waste time thinking about this right now. "So, are you guys ready to train for today? You still have about a week and a half before the Budaki Tournament and we can't waste any time. It's on the Wednesday of, not next week, but the week after that."
Usagi was a little startled by her father's question. "Train? But you just got over being sick. And we're still doing the tournament?"
"First of all, I don't feel sick. I can train with you guys today. And second, I really want you guys to experience the tournament. We will leave for it on Tuesday night. You will have to miss a couple days of school for it."
"We don't have our cloths to train for today though." If Minako came home with her uniform all dirty, she would be grounded for sure
Usagi had a way around that little problem. There had been something that she wanted her father to teach them for a while. She turned to her father. "Daddy, can you teach us your teleporting trick?"
"You want to learn how to teleport? That will be hard work. It took me a long time to learn."
Usagi smiled. He didn't say 'no'. That was a good sign that he would be willing to teach them. "We don't care, do we?" She turned around to Minako and Makoto.
Makoto had always wanted to learn it. She had seen him do it a couple of times. She thought it would be fun to teleport. "No, I don't mind." She turned to Minako who didn't seem to be protesting the idea. "Nope, we don't mind at all."
Usagi turned back to her father. "So can you teach us? Can you, can you, can you? Huh, huh, huh?"
Goku laughed at his daughter. Sometimes she really cracked him up. "Yes, I'll teach you. But you probably won't learn it right away. And it takes a lot of hard work and concentration. Can you do that?" The girls all nodded in unison. They were excited. "Ok. Shall we go then?"
"Yep!" They all shouted at the same time.
"Alright then, let's shove off."
~*~*~
"Kiro, the Saiyans seem to be overpowering everything we do. We had them down for a while, but they came back and now they seem to be fine."
Kiro sat across from three of his colleagues. "Well, they could prove to be a bigger problem then we had hoped that they would. They are Saiyans, after all. They are always big problems. But we can not let them get us down. We will prevail."
"What did you have in mind Kiro?" A man in white came out from the shadows.
Kiro smiled. "Taku, I didn't know that you were here. I thought you were still tending to the business of one of the Saiyans."
The man named Taku had a plan. It would mean the death of him and his friends but it was worth it. "I say we stop playing games and do this for real. We must stop the Saiyans before they strike again."
"I see your point." Kiro turned to Para, another one of his kind. "Para, where are Okori and Tarupa?"
"They just tied up some loose strings. It seems that that one Saiyan had only adopted a daughter. None of the three girls proved to be Saiyan. They are now proceeding with operations."
Kiro smiled. "Excellent. They will return in what, about two, maybe three days at the most? We will start when they return."
~*~*~
Bulma sat in her lab staring at a computer screen. She was looking over the formula of her test that she had done on Goku, Gohan, and Vejita the day before. She figured that she had done something wrong and needed to find out. Although something strange had happened. Overnight, Vejita returned to normal. He wasn't dizzy, he didn't have a headache, nor did he have a stuffed up nose. It was strange. Maybe it was a twenty-four hour type bug. But that didn't explain the test results. They had still gotten sick, and they were clearly sick when the results were made. She noticed something on the screen and moved in to get a better look at it. "What is that? That wasn't there before." The ringing of her phone interrupted her. She looked away from the screen and picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Hello, mom?"
"Trunks? Is that you? What's wrong with your voice?" 'Oh god, no.'
Trunks pulled the phone away from his mouth so he could cough. "Well, I seem to have gotten sick for some reason."
Bulma didn't want to hear that. She was hoping that it would miss him. That whatever was attacking the rest of her friends had skipped over her children. "What? When did this happen Trunks?"
"I realized I was sick this morning, when I woke up. Mom, why am I sick. I have never gotten sick before." Trunks could feel a sneeze coming on.
"I don't know Trunks." Bulma put her head in her hands. "Your father, Goku, and Gohan are also sick. Well, actually, your father isn't sick anymore. I don't know about Goku or Gohan. I haven't talked to them since yesterday." Bulma turned back to her computer to look for the unknown bit of information that had made it's way into the rest of the formula. She couldn't find it again though.
"What? What are you doing about it?"
"I don't know. I tested them yesterday to see what was wrong with them. But when I did, the results said that they were perfectly normal. It's probably a waste of time to test you. You probably have the same thing as them." Bulma scrolled up and down her whole formula but couldn't find a trace of anything abnormal in it.
"What? Oh my god. What the hell is going on?" Trunks had never heard of anything like this. He hadn't heard anything about it over the news about anyone getting deathly sick either and he was sure his mother hadn't either.
Bulma sighed. She wished she knew. "I don't know. I'm trying like hell to find out what's going on with you guys. Have you heard from your sister about her being sick yet?"
"No."
The whole situation was distressing Bulma. "That's good. Well, if she calls, tell me ok? I have to go. Take care of yourself Trunks."
"Alright mother. Good bye." Trunks hung up the phone. He went to go sit down. He was quite light headed.
Bulma looked and looked through all the files regarding any information about her husband and the others. She thought that there might be some clues in them. Strange things popped up in one document, she guessed that they would pop up in another. She hoped they would. "This is great. Just great."
~*~*~
Usagi sat on the ground with her legs crossed as she watched her father try to teach Makoto how to do his teleportation technique. Minako sat beside her. He was just about to demonstrate to her how to do it. Usagi leaned her head back and looked up at the sky. A flock of birds flew over her head. "I hope daddy doesn't get sick again."
Minako pulled grass out of the ground and put in on her leg. She wanted to see how much grass it would take to cover her leg. "I don't think he will."
Usagi brought her head back down and watched what Minako was doing. "I hope you're right. I think I'd go nuts if he did. I almost went nuts yesterday."
Minako soon grew tired of putting grass on her leg and brushed it off. "Yeah, you nearly got yourself suspended yesterday. You are so lucky that Mr. Koch let you off as easily as he did."
Usagi didn't reply. She just watched her father as he talked to Makoto. "I can't wait until the tournament."
Minako smiled. "Me too. It's going to be fun. We finally get to show people what we can do. I heard that Haruka and Michiru and their new friend were all going to enter."
Usagi looked to her friend. "You mean that boy?" Minako nodded. "He looks like he's kind of strong. But I don't know. I think I can take him." She looked back to Makoto. She was about to try to teleport. "Look, Makoto is going to try it." Usagi watched as Makoto put her fingers to her forehead. She barely faded and then fell to the ground. Usagi stood up. "What happened?!"
Goku looked back to his daughter. He overheard her yelling. "It takes a lot of energy to do something like this. That's why I say, it will take a while for you guys to learn it." Goku helped Makoto up. "Are you done?"
Makoto looked up at Goku and nodded. "That does take a lot of energy. I didn't even do anything and I'm worn out."
Goku looked over to the two blondes. "Who's next?"
Usagi stepped forward. "Me!" She smiled as she ran to her father. "What do I do?" She said very excitedly. She started to saw back and fourth.
Goku laughed. "Well, first, you need to calm yourself down."
Usagi stopped moving and giggled. "Oops. Sorry daddy."
"Don't apologize. It's a good thing that you have so much energy. Just not when you are doing something like this. It takes a lot of concentration, like a said earlier." Usagi nodded. "Ok, well, it's kind of like flying. Only you use more energy and you use it a lot faster. Now, what you do, is you concentrate on someone else's energy. What I want you to do is concentrate on Minako, or Makoto's energy, ok?" Usagi nodded and complied with what he wanted her to do. She concentrated on Minako's energy. Makoto's was currently too low to work with. "Ok, now, concentrate your own energy over to theirs. And try to do this fast too."
Usagi did as she was told. She could feel her energy moving, very slowly. She began to feel weak. Kind of like she had when she passed out the first time she learned how to fly and used her energy for blasts. She immediately stopped what she was doing and dropped to the ground. She had just done what Makoto had done. "I can't do it. It's too hard."
Goku picked Usagi up and set her on her feet. Usagi nearly fell again so he just picked her up and held her in his arms. "You used more energy than Makoto. The reason why you are so weak is because you used so much energy, and because you did the energy transfer so slow. The faster you do it, the less energy you have to do. That's basically all you need to know about it." He walked over to where Makoto and Minako were sitting and sat Usagi down by them. "Come on Minako, let's get you started." He turned back to the others. "After this, we will get you guys home. You guys pretty much used up all of your energy for today."
~*~*~
Goku carried Usagi as her flew home. She was still too weak to fly on her own. He looked down at her. She had her eyes closed. She looked so sweet. Kind of like the day her brought her home from the hospital. All curled up in his arms. He had gotten really scared when he got sick. He didn't want to not be there for Usagi. He didn't want to put another one of his children through their life without him. He didn't want to miss out on seeing her grow like he had Goten and Gohan.
Usagi opened her eyes and yawned. "Are we almost home yet?" She looked over the edge of his arms and saw her house.
Goku nodded. "We're here actually." He landed in front of the door. "Do you think that you will be able to walk on your own?"
Usagi shrugged her shoulders. "Dunno."
Goku set his daughter on the ground on her feet. She swayed a bit but was pretty much able to stand on her own. "Good to see you've gain some of your energy back." Usagi put her arm around her father's waist as he opened the door. She used him as a brace. Her legs still felt like putty underneath her body.
Chi-Chi sat in the family room, reading a magazine. She looked up when she saw her husband and daughter walk in the door. She smiled. "You two are home early. Dinner isn't ready. I wasn't expecting you." She looked to Usagi. "So, what punishment did you get?"
Usagi smiled. "Nothing. I got a warning."
"What? After what you pulled?" Chi-Chi didn't want to get into it right now with her daughter. She had something else on her mind. Something that was really bothering her. She looked up at her husband. "I called Gohan today. He's doing much better, like you."
Goku smiled. "That's good news."
Chi-Chi's expression changed. "Well, that's only half of what I have to say. It seems as though Goten has become sick now. Goku, this is scaring me. The only ones left to get sick are Usagi and Pan. You, Goten, and Gohan have all gotten sick now. Honestly, I don't know what's going on."
Chi-Chi wasn't the only one who was worried. Goku too feared for his family's well being. He looked down at Usagi. She was walking towards her mother. 'I swear, if she gets sick…'
Usagi climbed up on her mother, who was now crying. "Don't worry mommy. It will be ok."
Chi-Chi hugged her daughter. "Thank you Usagi." She didn't know if it would be ok though. Everyone that was important to her was getting sick.
(K! That's it for this part. What do you think? Good or bad? Please review. Thank ya! ^_^)