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: Changed my mind, I thought I would actually try and finish this fic. However, there will be only one more chapter after this one and that's it, fin. I just thought it would be better if I gave OFUD some kind of ending, no matter how crap.

Chapter 68

"Poor guy." Deathdroid said and shook his head ruefully as he saw Goku enter the cafeteria, his face looking drawn and the normal grin gone from his face.

"If you wanna sit here, Deathdroid, you better shut the fuck up." Yoli spoke nastily, earning surprised glances from the rest of the Vegeta table.

"Yoli, there's no need to be so touchy!" Nadia reprimanded her friend, equally as surprised as the rest at Yoli's tone of voice.

"Alright, sorry." The red headed girl apologised lowly. "I just don't want to talk about bloody Kakkarot. I mean, really, I'm sure there are better things to talk about, such as Skittles!" Nadia grinned slightly as Yoli said this, but couldn't help but think there was something wrong with her friend. She had been grouchy all week, ever since the sleepover.

 "Fine, I won't mention You-Know-Who." Deathdroid replied rather begrudgingly. Personally, he didn't know why Yoli was getting so uptight. After all, Goku was getting death threats. In his opinion, she should have been jumping for joy.

"Oh! Harry Potter moment!" DA chimed in as she polished off her breakfast, referring to the 'You-Know-Who' comment.

"I hate Harry Potter. Like magic is real." Yoli scoffed.

"I bet that's what you thought about Vegeta and everyone before you came here!" DA replied, quite offended that Harry Potter had been insulted.

"Of course I knew my Skittles was real!" Yoli proclaimed loudly, earning a glare from the whole table. "I mean our Skittles!" She quickly covered.

"I sit here too much." Deathdroid shook his head wryly.  "Excuse me, ladies." He nodded to the table which, coincidentally, contained all girls.

"Vegeta fan in denial. How sad." Someone commented.

"Right, I got to go." Yoli announced as she stood. "Detention." She explained once Nadia gave her a peculiar look. "With Bulma." This time she made a face.

"Lucky you!" Nadia commented, laughing slightly at Yoli's expression. "Laters."

  That Evening

 "Long detention!" Nadia commented from where she was laying on her bed as Yoli stormed into their dorm room, obviously not in a good mood. "What's wrong?"

"Huh?" Yoli looked up, as though she hadn't seen Nadia. "Oh, that fucking Bulma." Was all the explanation she gave to her friend, though she really didn't need to say anything else. "Uh, can I use your computer?"

"What? Sure. But why don't you use your own?" Nadia inquired, looking over at Yoli's side of the room. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

"Run out of printer ink. Thanks." Yoli muttered as she promptly sat down and switched the computer on, typing away immediately.

Nadia put the book she was reading down on the floor by her bed and settled underneath her covers. She expected Yoli to add another comment on her detention but after ten minutes of silence, Nadia closed her eyes and attempted to sleep, which proved quite difficult with the consistent typing. Eventually, the noise grew to a lull in the background that eased her into sleep.

    Sunlight streamed through Nadia and Yoli's dorm, awaking Nadia from her deep sleep. Rolling over with a groan and wiping a trail of dribble from her chin, the girl opened her eyes lazily. Rolling out of bed, only to land with a loud 'thump' on the floor, Nadia rubbed her backside.

"OK Yoli, it wasn't that funny." Was Nadia's instinctive reply. It took her a few seconds to realise that there was nothing to reply to, for no one had said anything. Finding it odd that Yoli had not found her best friend falling on her arse funny, Nadia stood up and glanced at her friend's bed. It was empty. Looking at her watch, Nadia was surprised to see it was only 8am. Wearing an expression of bewilderment, Nadia padded into the bathroom, wondering where the hell Yoli was.

     Making her way down to breakfast by herself, Nadia entered the enormous cafeteria. Not bothering to actually get any breakfast and simply deciding to sit at the table, Nadia smiled as a form of greets to the rest of the tired-looking Vegeta table.

   "Where's Yoli?" Nadia asked, only to receive half-hearted shrugs and blank expressions. Early mornings often had this effect on the teenagers of OFUD, especially the Vegeta and Yamcha groups. They were the groups that were more active at night. It was the Goku and Krillin groups, namely, who were annoyingly cheery and incessantly noisy so early in a morning, due to the fact that many of them were tucked into bed by 7pm.

    Peering down at the cafeteria table, Nadia wondered where Yoli had gotten to. She also wondered why she was so bothered. It was unusual for Yoli to go off on peculiar adventures with disastrous consequences. The dark haired girl realised it was because of Yoli's recent mood change. Something was definitely bothering her and, unlike the old Yoli, who would tell anyone and everyone what was on her mind, this Yoli was not talking, not even to Nadia.

    As Nadia became wrapped up in her thoughts, she did not notice a large figure loom over her. She noticed everyone else on the table become even more subdued that usual, which caused her to look up. The huge, intimidating figure of The Ox-King was standing right next to Nadia and something was evidently wrong. There was no usual smiling expression. Lines of anger were etched into his stone cold face. He spoke cleanly and evenly, which scared Nadia even more than his expression. "Nadia Goodyear." He said, placing a heavy hand on her shoulder, his other hand holding a few sheets of white, crumpled paper. "Come with me."