The Official Fanfiction University Of DragonBall Z   

Disclaimer: This is based loosely on Camilla Sandman's fiction 'The Official Fanfiction University Of Middle-Earth' with her permission. I do not own any DragonBall Z characters mentioned in this fic.

A/N: Duh! Sorry Miss Cam, sending you the URL completely slipped my mind. I am not worthy *bows*, I am not worthy *bows* Anywho, here's Chapter 15, enjoy!

Chapter 15

            "Ouch! You could've been a bit gentler with me!" Yoli complained, rubbing her ass.

            "Yoli, at least be grateful! She didn't have to help us!" Nadia said, referring to the girl who'd spotted them and cut the ropes holding their feet to the statue.

            "Oh, it was no problem." The girl smiled.

            "Well, thanks anyway. I'm Nadia, that rude person is Yoli."

            "I'm Jeril. Jer for short." Jer shook Nadia's outstretched hand.

            "Fucking hell!" Yoli shouted, pointing at the girl's waist.

            "You're a Saiyan?" Nadia asked in disbelief.

            "Oh yeah, that." Jer looked down at her brown, furry tail wrapped securely around her waist.

            "What do you mean 'that'? It's bloody great! You lucky sod!" Yoli said enviously.

            "It's not that great. I have to sit down in a certain way otherwise it fucking kills!" Jer smiled.

            "How the hell did you manage to become a Saiyan?" Nadia asked, still looking at Jer's tail in awe.

            "Oh, well, ya know the enrolment papers? I kinda ticked 'Saiyan' and well, here I am."

            "Aren't you sleeping in the basement?" Nadia asked.

            "Oh, well I was. Believe me, that was bad enough. But Cell started having his therapy lessons down there and I had to be moved. I now sleep in the kitchen, underneath the bright blue cupboards. It's horrible – I now know what Buu puts in the secret sauce." Jer pulled a face. "That's why I have salad every day, at least I know there's no secret to that."

            "Oh." Yoli looked down and patted her stomach. The secret sauce was her favourite.

            "Thank kami I only eat tuna sandwiches. They're OK, aren't they?" Nadia asked, a look of panic crossing her features.

            "Oh yeah, they order the sandwiches from some company. It's the cooked stuff you gotta be wary of." Jer shared her knowledge on the ingredients.

            "Oh." Yoli looked down and patted her stomach again. She only ate cooked meals.

            "You OK, Yoli? You look a bit green." Nadia asked her friend.

            "Yeah, yeah. Fine." Yoli said shakily.

            "That's a shame, because Vegeta isn't! We're so dead in periods five and six!" Nadia wailed.

            "Well excuse me! Anyway, they say the way to a Saiyan's heart is through his stomach! I've seen whats in his pants, now I want his heart!" Yoli said, mocking a spoilt brat.

            "You're really weird, ya know? Most girls would be content with seeing Vegeta just naked. But no, you've seen him naked several times over, on video and photographed, in reverse and slow motion, are you grateful? Nope!" Nadia laughed.

            "You've seen Vegeta naked?" Jer asked, wide-eyed.

            "Yup, full frontal. I'll lend you the tape if you like." Yoli grinned.

            "Oh no you won't! We don't want Vegeta finding out about this!" Nadia said, as Jer was nodding her head rapidly in answer to Yoli's question.

            "Don't worry, I'll still let you borrow it. Just don't tell her." Yoli whispered, causing Nadia not to hear, but Jer's sharp Saiyan sense picked it up and she grinned.

            "Which also reminds me, that purple floppy-fringed baka is gonna feel my wrath!" Yoli said louder, rubbing her ankles where the rope had cut in.

            Nadia looked at her soaking wet tank top and jeans that weighed double the amount they had when she'd put them on. Yoli was no better, with her hair dripping wet and only one shoe. She fished her missing shoe out of the bottom of the fountain and put it on, noticing the students heading towards them led by Trunks and Goten for their first class.

            "You're wet." Trunks stated matter-of-factly when he reached the girls.

            "No shit, Sherlock." Nadia said, wringing her hair.

            "Trunks! She's not allowed to talk to us like that, is she?" Goten asked, his mouth wide open at Nadia's foul language.

            "No, you're not. We can give you detention, ya know." Trunks smirked.

            "Why you little asshole!" Yoli yelled, kicking Trunks sharply in the shin before he had chance to react. "Where the hell is my Game Boy?" She demanded, a dark look crossing her usual sunny disposition.

            "I…I…its mine! We swapped, fair and square!" Trunks stammered.

            "Not fair! You grassed!" Yoli accused.

            "I did not! My dad just caught me! Besides, I never mentioned the tape! He just noticed the Polaroid's, that's all!" Trunks defended himself, as Nadia and Goten looked on.

            "Yeah, well…just don't do it again, brat!" Yoli warned.

            "OK, OK. Sorry." Trunks muttered as Yoli and Nadia took a seat on the grass – they'd had enough of the fountain for one day.

            "OK everyone! Line up in front of the fountain and we'll find you a partner of roughly the same build and height." Goten called above the noise. He and Trunks walked up and down the line, choosing people to partner each other. Jer had gone to join a girl who, by the look of things, had ticked 'Namek' on the enrolment papers.

            "Wow, what a coincidence! We're together!" Yoli gave Nadia her best smile, however it didn't faze Nadia.

            "Oh yes, such a big 'coincidence'. No, honestly, what did you do?" Nadia looked at Yoli sceptically.

            "Oh, nothing. Just told him what would happen if his daddy caught wind that he supplied me with a certain tape." Yoli said with a self-satisfied smirk.

            "You're evil!" Nadia laughed.

            "OK Goten, you read their ki's. Yes, I know it's hard to pick them up but try! It's not their faults they're so weak!" Trunks called to his best friend.

            "You cheeky shit! Just 'cos we're not Saiyans like you hybrids!" Yoli spat.

            "Yeah!" Nadia agreed, a bit put off by being called 'weak'.

            "Right, well your ki is rather high, actually. For a human anyways." Trunks said to Yoli, who grinned foolishly. "And yours is…woah! I can hardly read it! You need to do some serious training!"

            "You what?" Nadia demanded, studying Trunks' face. Nope, he was serious enough.

            "You need to train! Start by press-ups, sit-ups, whatever. Anything will help! You definitely should think about going in the Gravity Room in free periods, your ki is practically miniscule. It must be the smallest in the whole of the students I've taught!" Trunks called back, walking over to another pair of students to read their ki's.

            "Not a word!" Nadia hissed as Yoli stood there, watching her attempt at press-ups, a huge grin plastered on her face.

A/N2: Cos I'm such a loner; if you have MSN I'd love to talk to some DBZ fans! My addy is: Banana_Girl39@hotmail.com